Chapter 2

Aeri had been on edge ever since she got to work, her fingers trembling slightly as she typed on her keyboard. This morning, she had received a text from her boss that had made her stomach flip. 

“Wear it all day. Don’t you dare take it off.” 

There was a photo attached to the text. A small vibrator, one that could be controlled remotely. Aeri had stared at her screen for a full minute, her jaw dropping, her pulse quickening, before typing back, “Yes, Ms. Yu.”

Of course she had obeyed. Even though the thought of defying her boss was thrilling, the consequences weren’t worth it. Jimin could ruin her career with a flick of her wrist, or in this case, a single tap on her phone. 

She was now sitting at her desk, the toy placed inside her, acutely aware of every small movement she made. Jimin hadn’t activated it yet, but knowing that she would at any moment was enough to make her thighs clench. 

She tried to focus on her computer screen, on the emails that she needed to reply to, and on the reports that required her attention. But her eyes kept wandering to Jimin’s office down the hall, to the woman who held so much power over her right now. 

She glanced at the clock and swallowed hard. The first meeting loomed ahead, one the entire executive team would attend. She gathered her stuff with trembling hands, smoothing down her pencil skirt and checking her reflection in her compact mirror. You can do this. No one will notice. 

The conference room was already filling up when she entered. She took a seat across from where she knew Jimin would sit, setting down her notebook and pen carefully. Other executives discussed weekend plans and upcoming projects, their voice completely dull in Aeri’s ears. 

Jimin walked in and Aeri sucked in a sharp breath. 

Jimin’s eyes swept the room, pausing briefly on Aeri before she took her seat. She set her phone on the table in front of her, and Aeri’s breath caught. She didn’t have much time to prepare herself as the marketing team started their presentation. She tried to force herself to pay attention, to take notes, to nod at appropriate moments, though her thighs were pressed tightly under the table, her body tense, knowing what could come any minute now. 

The vibration suddenly started vibrating slowly and Aeri’s breath hitched audibly. She gripped the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white as she fought to keep her composure. Across from her, Jimin’s expression remained neutral, though Aeri caught the slight curve at the corner of her lips. 

The vibrations were constant, making it impossible for Aeri to think about anything else. She shifted in her seat, trying to find some relief, but the movement only intensified the sensation. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second, and her underwear getting soaked in the process. 

“Ms. Uchinaga,” one of the executives said, and Aeri’s head snapped up. “What are your thoughts on the proposed timeline?” 

She swallowed hard, her mind scrambling. The vibrations intensified just slightly, just enough to make her lose her train of thought. “I–” she paused to clear her throat, her voice shakier than intended. “I think the timeline is.. reasonable. We should be able to meet the deadline if–” 

The vibrator pulsed harder, and that made her gasp. She tried her best to disguise it as a cough, bringing her hand to her mouth. “Excuse me,” she managed to say, her cheeks heating up. “If we allocate the resources properly.” 

Jimin leaned back in her chair, and Aeri caught the satisfaction in her eyes. “I agree, Ms. Uchinaga,” she said smoothly. “Even though I think we should revisit the budget allocation before committing to anything.” She paused, tilting her head with feigned concern. “Are you alright, Ms. Uchinaga? You seem flushed.” 

Aeri tried her best not to glare at her, not wanting to draw more attention. “I’m fine, Ms. Yu,” she said through gritted teeth. “It’s just a bit warm in here.” 

“Oh really? I’m freezing out there,” Jimin’s lips curved into a smirk. 

The vibration stopped abruptly and Aeri let out a shaky breath, her body relaxing slightly. But the ease only lasted for barely a minute before it started again, this time in a slow and teasing rhythm that made her squirm. The pattern in itself was maddening, building up slowly, then dropping back just when she thought she might come. 

She pressed her thighs together tighter, desperate for friction, but it was useless, Jimin had complete control over her, and she was using it to torture her. 

The meeting seemed to drag on forever. Every time she thought she was adjusting to the sensation, Jimin would change the pattern. By the time it ended, she was a mess; her underwear soaked, her thighs trembling as she stood. She tried to avoid Jimin’s gaze as she gathered her things, but she could feel her boss’ eyes on her, watching every move with satisfaction. 

The second meeting of the day was even worse. This time, Aeri was the one to present, standing in front of the room while Jimin sat in the back, her phone in hand, ready to torture her once more. Aeri tried to focus on the slides, on the words she had rehearsed hundreds of times, but it was impossible to do so with the constant buzzing between her legs. 

“As you can see in this slide,” Aeri said, her voice shaking as she gestured toward the screen, “the project growth for Q3 is–” the vibrator suddenly jumped to its highest setting and Aeri’s words died in her throat. Her knees weakened, and she had to grip the podium to keep herself from collapsing. A small whimper escaped her lips before she could stop it.  

“The projected growth,” she kept going after a second, “is approximately fifteen percent, which represents a–” another wave of vibration hit her, and she had to pause to take a deep breath. “A significant increase from the previous quarter.” 

She could feel droplets of sweat gathering on her forehead, could feel her walls clenching around the vibrator. She was close, on the verge of an orgasm she could absolutely not have in front of her colleagues.