Chapter 5 - The Price of Rebellion
Kang Minseo finished cleaning himself up in the bathroom and emerged into the office, hesitating as he covered his body with a towel.
"M-Master... what about my clothes?"
Hayoung thought Minseo looked adorable, standing there shyly covering his body with a single towel, his eyes rimmed with red.
"Before that, take the towel off. Let me see your dick."
"...Hng."
Minseo shyly and carefully removed the towel.
Minseo's hairless, white cock was revealed.
Hayoung smiled with satisfaction and handed him some clothes.
A black short-sleeved t-shirt and black shorts.
They were decent enough to wear.
However...
"Th-this is..."
"I didn't know what kind of underwear you liked, Minseo, so I picked these out myself. They're fine, right?"
Hayoung said, smiling as she watched Minseo's pupils tremble.
White briefs with pink silk trim.
It was a design that looked like something a princess would wear.
"Why, don't you like them?"
"No, it's not that..."
Afraid that if he said he didn't like them, she wouldn't let him wear anything at all, Minseo quickly put them on.
He pulled on the pants and shirt over the underwear, but the shirt was strangely oversized.
It felt like he was wearing his dad's clothes when he was a kid.
Because the clothes were so big, his collarbones were exposed, and the length of the top reached halfway down his thighs. Furthermore, the shorts weren't long either, so at a glance, it looked like he wasn't wearing any bottoms at all.
"Heh-heh, you look pretty. Wear them well."
She gave an enigmatic smile as she watched Minseo standing there awkwardly and uncomfortably with his collarbones exposed.
Minseo felt like she had some ulterior motive, but he was still grateful that she'd given him clothes he could wear.
"It's already 1 PM? Let's go eat."
Slice
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Hayoung watched Minseo picking at his food as she cut into her medium-rare steak.
Minseo couldn't get the food down.
Fear and terror that he didn't know what kind of things would be done to him next dominated his mind.
Seeing him barely eating with his head hung low, she spoke up.
"Minseo-ya. Don't you want to eat?"
"No..."
"Then why are you eating like that?"
She asked with a cold gaze.
Flinch
—
He realized he'd offended her.
He had to smooth this over somehow.
"I-I'm sorry... I just don't have much of an appetite..."
At those words, she smiled brightly and said,
"Then I'll have to help you work up an appetite."
"Chef."
At her one word, the chef came running over in a hurry.
"Cut that steak into bite-sized pieces for him."
"Yes."
The chef took the steak placed in front of Minseo and went into the kitchen.
What is she trying to do now...?
He had an uneasy premonition.
It had been the same earlier, but Minseo's uneasy premonitions were usually correct.
He gulped, watching her smile brightly.
"M-Master! I think I'm hungry now..."
He tried to stop her from doing whatever she was planning, but it was useless.
"Right. I'll make it even tastier for you. Just wait."
The chef immediately brought the finely chopped steak and placed it in front of Minseo.
The moment Minseo quickly reached for his fork to pick up the steak,
Hayoung stood up and knocked the plate containing Minseo's steak onto the floor.
Clatter
—
Minseo's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Hayoung.
"Let's eat like a dog, shall we? Our Minseo?"
"M-Master..."
Minseo looked at her pitifully with a trembling voice, but it was useless.
"Get on all fours."
"Hng... I'm sorry... please..."
"Did I not tell you not to make me say it twice?"
Kang Minseo realized it was a futile effort and slowly got up and got on all fours.
The pieces of steak she'd spilled were scattered on the floor.
"Now, let's eat. Our Minseo. Don't use your hands, just eat with your mouth."
Hayoung said, stroking Minseo's head with her foot.
"Hng..."
Minseo felt deeply humiliated, but he knew if he kept picking at his food, he couldn't guarantee what would happen next.
Minseo crawled at her feet and ate the pieces of steak diligently.
Hayoung watched him gobbling it up at her feet and thought he was just like a real puppy.
'Maybe later... I should put a tail on him.'
Hayoung thought it would be fun.
Unaware of Hayoung's terrifying imagination, Minseo devoured the steak pieces harder than anyone else.
Gobble gobble
—
Just then, Suhyun entered the dining room.
Suhyun seemed to hesitate for a moment upon seeing Minseo on the floor gobbling up the steak, but she soon came to Hayoung's side and stated her business.
"Hayoung-nim, there's an organization conference at 15:00."
"Ah, I forgot about that. I understand. Tell everyone to gather in the conference room."
"Understood."
With that, Suhyun glanced at Minseo and walked out of the dining room.
An organization conference...?
Minseo listened to the conversation while eating the steak.
An organization conference.
It was where the executive-level members of the mafia gathered once a week for a meeting.
Of course, he knew it well since he'd attended every week himself.
Now, it was something that had nothing to do with him...
"Minseo should come to the conference too, right?"
Hayoung said, putting down her fork.
Gulp
—
Minseo looked up at Hayoung.
"M-me...?"
Hayoung thought Minseo was truly adorable, asking with his eyes wide open and steak sauce smeared on his mouth.
"Of course~ You have many colleagues there, too. Come to the conference room by 15:00. You know where it is, right?"
"...Yes."
Minseo had the words "I don't want to" stuck in his throat, but he'd learned through repeated lessons that defiance resulted in bitter regret.
Kang Minseo returned to his room.
In a room with nothing but a single-sized bed and a bathroom, Minseo fell into deep thought.
Why is she calling me?
I'm not even an executive anymore. I...
I betrayed the colleagues I lived with for a year while working as an executive. It was only natural that I'd be reluctant to see them.
However, that wasn't what was bothering him.
My current situation is at rock bottom.
If... if I am subjected to shameful acts in front of everyone...
Minseo held his throbbing forehead with his hand.
He really didn't want to go, even if it killed him.
"Ha... what do I do..."
Looking at the clock, it was already past two in the afternoon.
Should I try to escape now?
No... it's dangerous right now.
This is inside a tiger's den. A place filled with security guards skilled in martial arts.
Minseo clutched his head and thought.
I have to get out of the meeting somehow. Faking illness? Should I roll on the floor and collapse right now...?
But there was no way he could pull off acting in front of Hayoung. Just looking at her made him tense up.
After being lost in thought for a few minutes, Minseo got up from the bed.
"Hoo... let's think about later, later. Right now is what matters."
Minseo immediately opened the door carefully and left the room.
*
"Find him quickly! The boss is very angry right now."
"Yes!!"
"He's not here either?"
"We're still searching."
Minseo woke up to the noisy sounds around him.
What... did I fall asleep...?
At that moment,
BANG
—
CREAK
—
The cabinet door opened with a loud noise.
At the loud noise, Minseo flinched and looked straight ahead.
In front of Minseo's eyes was Suhyun, breathing heavily and glaring at him.
"Do you have any idea what you've done?"
Suhyun said as she climbed the stairs to the office.
Minseo had been hiding in the maids' locker room cabinet.
He'd hidden in the cabinet thinking they wouldn't think to look in the locker room, but he'd fallen asleep.
......
Minseo couldn't say anything.
Naturally, it was an action he'd taken without thinking about how to handle the aftermath.
"Hayoung-nim is very angry. Handle it well yourself."
Having arrived at the office, she looked at Minseo and said, then opened the door.
CREAK
—
The sound of the office door sounded even more ominous than usual today.
"Suhyun. Good work. You can go."
Hayoung's stiff tone.
Cold sweat began to run down Minseo's spine.
BANG
—
"...I'm sorr..."
Minseo tried to steady his trembling voice and speak, but—
Hayoung cut him off and said,
"Why did you run away."
Her cold and hard voice.
"....."
Thinking that making excuses would be meaningless, he remained silent.
"I see... Kang Minseo. So that's how you want to play? Take off all your clothes and lean against the wall."
Hayoung said, pointing to the wall next to the table with her finger.
Minseo already started to regret doing this. His whole body felt cold, and his arms and legs were trembling.
Minseo obediently went to the side of the table, took off his clothes with trembling hands, and leaned against the wall.
Minseo's snow-white buttocks were exposed toward Hayoung.
Hayoung took a wooden paddle out of the drawer under the table and approached Minseo.
Minseo felt his heart beating faster and faster.
"From now on, 30 strikes. Count the numbers out loud. If you can't count, collapse, or make a moaning sound, you start over from the beginning. Don't cry, and endure it well."
Hayoung said coldly and raised the wooden paddle.
Minseo squeezed his eyes shut.
WHACK
—
"Hng!!! One...!"
Minseo tried to endure the moan from the pain he felt in his buttocks for the first time and counted the numbers.
The pain spreading through every corner of his body from his buttocks was too cruel for Minseo to bear.
Without even a moment to catch his breath, the paddle flew back at him immediately.
WHACK
—
"Hngh—! Two!"
Minseo couldn't stop the moan that escaped as his buttocks sagged from the pain.
"Start over from the beginning. Do it well, Minseo-ya."
Even though he'd only been hit twice, Minseo's snow-white buttocks were already turning red.
Minseo's legs were shaking.
"It makes no sense if you're already tired. Hmm? Or should I hit you while touching your cock? Would that give you some strength?"
She grabbed Minseo's cock tightly.
"Hngh!"
Minseo moaned in pain from the stimulation.
"Hng... I'm... I'm sorr..."
"It's already too late."
Hayoung said that and struck Minseo's buttocks with the paddle once again.
WHACK
—
"Hngh..!"
Minseo let out a moan as tears welled up in his eyes from the pain.
"You're not counting? Again. Fix your posture."
She said to him, kicking his trembling legs as he writhed in pain.
WHACK
—
"Hng.. one..!"
WHACK
—
"Hng... two!"
WHACK
—
Every time he was hit, Minseo's limp cock dangled, and he writhed in pain.
When Hayoung swung the 8th paddle—
THUD
—
"Hngh!!"
Minseo's pain had already passed its limit, and his legs gave out, causing him to collapse to the floor.
His face was already covered in tears.
"Start over from the beginning. Get up."
Hayoung said, looking at the crying Minseo in a cold tone without caring.
"Hngh.. I'm sorry.. Master.. I'll listen well from now on.... please..."
Minseo shed tears, knelt down, and clung to Hayoung's pant leg.
Minseo, naked and crying while clinging to her pant leg, looked truly pitiful.
"Ha..."
Hayoung sighed, leaned down, wiped the tears from Minseo's face with her hand, and said calmly,
"Get up again and lean against the wall."