Chapter 227 - Fucking Min-seo's Anus 1
A few hours ago, after Min-seo and Suhyeon finished their sweet, intimate session—Hayoung had silently opened the door and walked out.
She was in a state of extreme irritation.
Watching the man she loved let out those adorable moans while his body was tangled with Suhyeon's had been torture.
And they looked so sweet together.
So goddamn sweet that even she had found herself getting aroused.
As she watched the whole thing, a storm of conflicting emotions surged through her.
Envy, jealousy.
Arousal, excitement.
Anger, self-loathing.
Of course, since she was the one who had accepted the bet, she'd tried to prepare herself...
But despite her resolve, actually witnessing the scene had left her heart a tangled mess of complex emotions.
"Fuck... I shouldn't have lost that bet."
But Hayoung couldn't find a target for her rage.
She was the one who'd taken the bet, and she was the one who'd lost.
Suhyeon hadn't done anything wrong, and neither had Min-seo.
That realization only made her more miserable.
It wasn't anyone's fault—it was just the sheer wretchedness of being in love with Min-seo.
"I need a drink."
Hayoung ducked into one of the empty rooms in the mansion to soothe this unfamiliar feeling of misery.
Her massive estate had several guest rooms kept ready at all times. She just grabbed a bottle of whiskey and slipped into the first empty room she found.
Gulp! Gulp!
The whiskey shimmered in the glass before she threw it down her throat without hesitation.
"Haah... that's the stuff."
She had never really let herself get properly drunk in her entire life.
She was the head of a mafia organization. If the boss got wasted and fucked up, people died and things fell apart.
So whenever Hayoung drank, she always stopped the moment she felt a slight buzz.
But today, fueled by her lovesick pining for Min-seo, she downed the high-proof whiskey in long, desperate gulps.
The result of guzzling straight liquor on an empty stomach was immediate.
"Hic... hic!"
Hayoung's cheeks were flushed crimson, and her eyes were completely glazed over.
"Min-seo... I want to see you..."
She smiled dreamily. His face, his body, his scent—everything about him kept flashing through her mind.
And as the alcohol hit her system, her unresolved sexual frustration began to surge up ferociously.
"Hah... ah..."
Leaning against the bed, Hayoung slipped her fingers into her panties, which were already soaked with vaginal fluid.
"Mmm... haah!"
She spread her legs, her middle finger gently circling and rubbing her clit.
In the silence of the room, her moans grew louder as she lost herself in a lewd, desperate session of masturbation.
Her pants and panties were shoved down to her thighs, exposing her pale buttocks. Between the folds of her vulva, where her juices were streaming down, her pink slit twitched rhythmically as she touched herself, thinking of Min-seo over and over again.
But it wasn't enough.
"Haa... Min-seo... I need you..."
Masturbation couldn't satisfy this hunger.
She needed his large penis, radiating that intense, burning heat, thick with pulsing veins.
She needed the lewd sound of his breath that seemed to melt her brain.
She even missed his sweet scent, that intoxicating mix of his natural smell and the musk of semen that always made her head go blank.
She missed everything about him, and she couldn't take it for another second.
"I'm going to... I'm going to take you..."
Staggering, Hayoung roughly yanked up her panties and pants.
She set off to hunt her prize.
In her drunken state, she had used rather violent methods to restrain him...
Now, Min-seo was suspended, his hands bound to a rope on the ceiling. He was face-down on the bed, completely naked, with his ass thrust up and totally exposed.
His legs were spread wide and tied to the corners of the bed frame, making it impossible for him to move an inch.
No matter how much he writhed, his cock just dangled uselessly, and his legs remained locked in that wide, vulnerable V.
Because of the way he was spread, the tight wrinkles of his anus were fully visible—a humiliating display.
"Mmph!! Mmmgh!!!"
But Min-seo's biggest problem wasn't the restraints... it was Hayoung, whose eyes were dark and completely unfocused.
Please, snap out of it! Nuna!
No matter how much he screamed in his head, the gag in his mouth reduced his pleas to muffled grunts.
"Ah... haaa... ♡"
With trembling hands, Hayoung took a strap-on—a harness with dildos on both ends—and began rubbing one end against her own wet folds.
Drip. Drip.
Just the friction of the dildo against her clit was enough to make her juices overflow and drip onto the bedsheets.
Slowly—inch by inch—
Hayoung pushed the internal dildo into her own vagina.
"Ah! Haa... mmm... ♡"
After a few lust-filled moans, she finally had the strap-on secured.
"Mmmph... mmm..."
Seeing Hayoung approaching him wearing that thing, Min-seo's memories came rushing back with terrifying clarity, making his heart hammer against his ribs.
He remembered the times she had mercilessly pounded into him, hitting him so hard that tears streamed down his face while Cowper's fluid leaked from his cock like a broken faucet.
He remembered his body convulsing and vibrating as if he were being electrocuted.
That indescribable ecstasy, like being dragged through heaven and hell at the same time—a pleasurable thrill so intense he'd lose his mind and scream until his throat was raw.
That was what happened whenever Hayoung put on that strap-on to fuck him.
Thump.
Hayoung knelt on the bed and pressed the tip of the dildo against the top of Min-seo's pale butt crack.
"Mmph!"
Just the touch of the cold silicone against his skin made Min-seo's lower back tremble.
The sheer helplessness of being tied up, unable to do anything but take it.
The dizzying realization that he was about to be relentlessly fucked until he could feel nothing but pleasure.
It was all starting again.
"Min-seo... you're getting excited too, aren't you?"
Feeling his waist shake, Hayoung let a satisfied smirk crawl across her lips. She picked up a bottle of thick, transparent gel and began pouring it all over his back.
Squelch!
A massive amount of the sweet-scented lubricant settled onto his white skin.
Then, with her soft hands, Hayoung began to slowly massage the gel into every inch of his body, starting with his back.
From his smooth waist to his firm chest—she even reached around to pinch and twist his nipples, driving his arousal even higher.
"Mmph!! Mmmgh—"
As the slippery gel was massaged into his restrained body, Min-seo felt his desire spiking uncontrollably.
Hayoung's hands moved down to his thighs, his swelling cock, and his heavy testicles, stimulating him without mercy.
Min-seo's body, now glistening with oil, looked incredibly lewd.
His cock, slick with lube, was fully erect, the veins bulging prominently.
And his anus, with its pink folds exposed, kept twitching and gaping, pulsing with involuntary anticipation.
Squelch—
Hayoung poured an even more generous amount of gel directly into the crack of his ass.
The excess lube dripped down, completely coating his puckered hole.
"Mmmph..."
"It just looks so fuckable. Haa..."
Hayoung pressed her thumb against the slick, gel-coated wrinkles of his anus and pushed inward with a wet sound.
Her thumb easily parted the folds and slid inside.
Flinch!
As her finger entered him, Min-seo's hips bucked instinctively.
"Hehe... ♡ Just wait a second. I'm going to fuck you properly soon."
Hayoung smiled, clearly finding his reaction adorable. She inserted her index and middle fingers one by one, working to loosen him up.
Squelch! Squelch!
With her fingers buried deep, she began to thrust into him.
The moment her knuckles brushed against his prostate—
"Mmph!"
Min-seo let out a sharp sound through the gag, his ass twitching violently.
A wave of heat and clenching pleasure washed over him.
Hayoung smirked and pulled her fingers out.
"You'd better brace yourself. I'm going to fuck this back hole of yours into oblivion today."
She whispered the chilling promise directly into his ear.
Min-seo shook his head, trying to scream, but it was useless.
Hayoung pulled a blindfold over his eyes.
Now his sight and his voice were both gone.
Saliva leaked from the corners of his mouth in a steady stream, but he couldn't utter a word.
Slide... Squelch!!
Hayoung slowly positioned the head of the dildo against his pink anal opening.
Tremble!
Trapped in total darkness, Min-seo could only focus on the sensation of the hard silicone pressing against his hole.
With his vision gone, his other senses were dialed up to a painful degree. Every nerve ending was on fire as his body shook.
And then—
Slowly, with agonizing gentleness, Hayoung began to drive the dildo inside.
From the tip to the shaft—his tight folds stretched wide, forced to accept the intrusion.
"Mmph!"
There was a flash of pain, but Min-seo's body was already trained to take it.
When Hayoung finally buried it all the way to the base...
The blunt pressure against his prostate made his entire world tilt. His body erupted in another fit of trembling.
Because he couldn't see, every movement felt amplified. He was hyper-aware of the foreign object filling him completely.
Min-seo couldn't move a muscle against the dildo now lodged deep inside him. He just hung there, drooling into his gag.
Squeeze!
"You can cry if you want. It's about to get rough."
Hayoung grabbed his pale cheeks and spread them even further apart.
She grinned, admiring the way the dildo was buried deep within his twitching, lubricated hole.
"Mmmgh!!"
Along with Min-seo's muffled moans...
Thrust! Thrust!
Squelch! Squelch! Thump! Thump!!
Hayoung began to rotate her pelvis, slowly at first.
Gripping his hips for leverage, she started rocking back and forth with power.
The dildo inside his anus began to move with a rhythmic, wet friction, filling the room with the sound of him being used.
Every time the dildo pulled out and slammed back in—
His hole would stretch and snap back around the shaft. Coated in gel and completely vulnerable, Min-seo began to get relentlessly fucked doggy-style by Hayoung.