Turntables

You gulp when you receive the second email from Saerom. It was addressed to you directly and simply said:

Disciplinary session will take place this weekend. Come to my place, come alone. THIS IS MANDATORY!!!

Three exclamation marks, that's not good.

You head to Saerom's apartment, taking a deep breath before knocking. The door swings open, and you find Saerom dressed up as a police officer, dragging you in before you could say anything.

"You're late! Now sit!"

You spot other employees of the Fromis company - Hayoung, Chaeyoung, and Seoyeon, what are they doing here? Best to feign ignorance for now.

"Don't pretend you don't know them, you've been captured on CCTV flirting with them! After your disgusting behavior with Jiwon last time in my office, I am going to punish you in front of all of them, show them what will happen if you do it again!"

Saerom pulls off her tie and takes your hands, binding them behind the chair with it. You shiver when you feel her hand brush your neck, her voice soft and teasing.

"So, which one of them were you planning to fuck in the office?"

"None of them!" You gasp, her fingers tightening around your neck.

"Bullshit. I've seen them rubbing themselves after you talk to them, who knows what dirty thoughts you put in their head?!" Despite your situation you found yourself getting hard - were they really as eager as you were? "Isn't that right, Seoyeon?" The abashed panda-like girl could only nod silently.

"Let's see how wet she is now, hmm? Seoyeon strip!"

"But unnie-"

"I said strip!" Shyly Seoyeon loses her clothes, showing off her figure and the flush spreading through her body, embarrassed at baring herself to you. "Go sit on him, kiss him while I get ready."

Obediently Seoyeon gets on top of you, her legs straddling yours as she wraps her arms around your neck.

"Sorry..." She apologizes before shyly capturing your lips. Despite her reservations quickly she begins to melt against you, her tongue brushing your lips for entrance, which you duly give. Your fingers flex and your hands struggle to tear the tie around them apart, but they hold strong, and you can only moan into the kiss as Seoyeon continues to lock your lips with hers.

That is, until Saerom breaks the two of you apart, and you eyes widen in shock - Saerom was naked, or she would be without the belt of the strap-on wrapped around her waist, one end already plugged in her, and the other end hard, purple, and ready.

"Sae- Saerom! What are you going to do!" You ask hurriedly.

"Relax, this is not for you, this is for her." Saerom grabs Seoyeon, turning her around and having her back press against you. She lowers her face to Seoyeon. "You'll let unnie fuck you right? Unnie will make you feel good..."

"Yes unnie..." Seoyeon whines softly, feeling your hardness underneath her, too turned on to think straight. "Make me feel good."

"Good girl..." Saerom's eyes flick to you, "You, you are not to cum, I will kick you off the app if you do." With a wink at you she shifts her attention to Seoyeon, kissing her, and your body tenses when you feel the weight of two gorgeous women pressed on top of you.

"Ah!" Seoyeon's whimper is all too delightful, and her legs spread open just a little more, allowing Saerom to sink into her. Her wetness drips out of the connection and on to your pants, soaking through to your boxers, making you harder. Her hands scramble for Saerom's neck, wrapping her arms around her boss.

"Just relax, let go." Saerom sensually speaks into her ear, all while looking into you eyes, enticing you to cream your pants. She certainly doesn't make it easy as she begins grinding her hips, the strap-on carving itself into Seoyeon. You watch Seoyeon's legs curl around Saerom's narrow waist, a literal hanger-on to the boss of the Fromis company. Saerom continues to grind into Seoyeon, peppering her neck with kisses, telling her to imagine that it was you grinding inside her, all while smiling teasingly at you -  Saerom’s face is a little pink from her own pleasure, the other end of the strap-on doing some work as well.

"Unnie I'm going to cum!" A high pitched whine escapes Seoyeon's lips, and while you can't see her expression, Saerom's devilish grin tells you all you need to know.

"Go ahead my little panda, cum for me, cum for oppa, show him what he’s missing out on." Trapped between you and Saerom, the groan that Seoyeon releases is captivating, and as you feel her quiver and shake on top of you, you have to close your eyes tightly, focusing hard on blocking out the rest of her whimpers as she rides out her orgasm. Only when you feel the weight off your lap do you dare open your eyes, just in time to see Seoyeon slump to the ground as Saerom pulls out.

Satisfied with her work, Saerom runs her hand up and down the strap-on, covering it with Seoyeon's slick before smearing your face with it roughly. She lowers her face to your crouch, licking your clothed erection, "Hmm, doesn't taste like you yet, guess you didn't cum, good job." She turns her attention to Seoyeon, "Come on, get up, you need to make room for the next one." Seoyeon remains limp on the floor, to the annoyance of Saerom, who pokes her with a foot. "Seoyeon get up!"

There is no response other than slow breathing from the drained girl, and with a groan of annoyance Saerom picks her up and brings her to the guest bedroom. At this point you feel the bonds around your wrists loosen - you try to rid yourself of it immediately, but a hand stops you.

"Wait, don’t take it off yet!"

"Hayoung?"

"Shh! Wait for my signal okay?" She hurries back to her original position as Saerom exits the bedroom.

"Ugh I swear, Seoyeon and Nagyung both, no stamina at all," She turns to Hayoung and Chaeyoung, "Who's next? Ha-nyang, get up here, I don't want to have to carry Chaeyoung as well."

"Sure." She says plainly, shooting you a glance as she takes off her clothes. "What do you want me to do again?"

"Just get on him like Seoyeon did!"

"How did she do it again?"

"Were you not watching?!"

"No, I fell asleep." Came the bald-faced lie.

"Ugh! Fine, like this!" As Saerom turns to face you, you catch Hayoung’s nod. You pull your hands apart, the tie binding you now easily giving way and falling to the ground. "What?!" Saerom yelp as you wrap your arms around her, trapping her flailing body against you. "What are you doing?!"

A loud smack resonates in the room as Hayoung smacks her boss on the ass. "Saerom unnie, you're so greedy, you won't share oppa with us?"

"Hayoung, how could you, what are you doing!"

"You need to be punished, if we can't share oppa, then we'll have to share you." You hear the belt loosen, and quickly Hayoung pulls the strap-on off Saerom, leaving her naked and squirming in your lap.

"Let me go oppa!" Saerom looks to you for help, finding none.

"No, Hayoung has a point." You answer with a grin, your hand already loosening your belt. "Why can't I flirt with them? I did it with the others on Fromis app, you never said anything."

"But you did it with Jiwon in my office, and you haven't even spent time with me since Jisun interrupted us!"

She was still hung up on that? "I- Sorry, I didn't know you were jealous."

"Shut up, I'm not jealous!" She mutters.

"Then, you shouldn't be punishing me should you?"

"No but-"

"We will have to punish you then." You whisper, making a shiver travel down Saerom's spine. You remove your pants, leaving them at your ankles along with your boxers, your shaft angrily throbbing with desire. You nibble at her earlobe, feeling her begin to go weak on top of you. "And we are going to now, okay?"