Day One

“What did you say you were here for again?”

“Look, I just need to see her,” you plead.

“I understand, but I can’t just wake her and say ‘ma’am, you have a guest’ at ten in the morning. She’s probably still asleep.”

You run your hands through your hair, frustrated and racking your brain for ideas, when suddenly the guard speaks up again.

“Right this way sir, she’s ready to see you.”

He opens the gate in front of you and steps aside. After waiting for a few seconds while you stand there confused, he starts laughing.

“Did you think she wasn’t informed the second you stepped on the compound?” the guard chuckles.

“Then what was the point of that whole charade,” you roll your eyes and step onto the amber brick driveway.

“You know how she is, chief,” the guard closes the gate behind you. “Want me to call a cart for you?”

“It’s fine, I’ll walk,” you wave him off. “Thanks.”

After five minutes up the sloping driveway, your courtesy quickly switches to regret.

At least now you can see more than just the shingles rooftops as you make it over the top of the hill. In front of you, in all its glory, is an estate that would put medieval castles to shame.

Above it all, looking down at you from the balcony of the highest point, in a dress that’s almost entirely open from the front, is the reason you’ve come all this way.

“Jang Wonyoung.”

“That’s me!” the girl crosses her legs, sitting casually on the edge of her double-king bed in a set of black lingerie. “I see you’ve finally come to your senses.”

“I’m still not accepting the deal,” you walk across the room and drop to your knees on the lush, crimson rug at the base of her bed.

“Kinda looks like you are,” Wonyoung places a foot on your thigh.

“I know what you like,” you carefully lift her leg from the back of her foot, “and I need to fuck you tonight.”

“I think the proper phrasing is that you want to fuck me tonight,” she lets you guide her foot towards your face.

You part your lips and place them over her toes. As slowly and deliberately as you can, you run your tongue between each toe one by one before lifting your mouth off her foot.

“To be clear, I need to fuck you and specifically bust inside you.”

Wonyoung wiggles her toes in front of you. “I guess as my sex slave you’re allowed to do exactly that from time to time.”

“Like I just said, I’m not accepting the offer.”

“Oh come on,” Wonyoung drops the saliva coated foot to the rug and lifts her other foot. “You used to love being my sex slave.”

“That was roleplay and before finding out that you could actually afford to make me one for real,” you respond before giving her other foot the same treatment.

“So that’s it? You come here unannounced and just expect to fuck me?”

“Yeah, actually,” you shrug, setting her foot down. “Wasn’t that kind of the deal you made me?”

“What if things changed? Maybe I’m in a committed relationship now.”

“You’re not,” you lean in and start alternating kisses between her shins, working up to her thighs until your face is between her knees, looking up at her. “How are we doing this? Riding my face?”

“You’re not being very fun,” Wonyoung pouts. “I even went through all the effort to get nice and clean for you.”

“And while you were doing that, I was standing at your gate sweating my balls off.”

“Oh poor baby,” Wonyoung mocks you.

She gets up from the bed and steps over you, taking hold of your hair between her fingers and tilting your head back. Her lacy black panties brush against your chin, and she fills your senses with the lovely scent of her body wash.

Her body dips for a brief second, teasing your mouth before she stands up straight again. She brings her hands to your face and squeezes your cheeks.

“Are you going to be more fun for mommy?” Wonyoung continues with the baby voice.

“Mhmm,” you respond to the best of your ability while she tugs at your face.

“Are you going to get my pussy nice and wet before you fuck it?” she grabs your chin and opens your mouth wide.

“Ah ‘m,” you respond.

Wonyoung smiles down at you before slipping two fingers down your throat. She pushes them in past the first knuckle and then the second. She keeps invading your throat until you feel your neck spasm.

You cough up some spit, coating her fingers as she releases them from your mouth. Wonyoung giggles while you gag on her fingers, and then she rubs your own saliva across your face.

“You’re such a dirty boy,” she teases, taking hold of your hair again and giving it a hard tug. “Say it.”

Your eyes fixate on the see-through fabric failing to cover her pussy right in front of you. It’s momentarily distracting, but you know better than to keep Wonyoung waiting when she asks you a question.

“I’m such a dirty boy,” you mumble.

“My dirty boy,” Wonyoung giggles, leaning forward so that her panties graze your lips again. “Look how badly you want it. Adorable.”

She’s not wrong; You’re like a fish out of water the way you’re trying to get a taste of her.

Unfortunately, Wonyoung doesn’t want that – not yet at least. She tugs your hair back again and wags a finger in front of your face.

“I rarely get to spend time with you these days, we’re taking our time today,” she says calmly. “Unless you have any objections?”

“Of course not,” you reply. “Anything for you.”

Her lips curl into a smile again. “Great, there are two things I need. The first one is a view.”

“Princess Wonyoung, your room has a better view than anywhere else in this entire country,” you motion towards the glass double doors leading to her balcony.

“I want to be closer to some water,” Wonyoung sighs. “I want to hear the sound of a river flowing.”

“Good thing you have multiple rivers flowing through your property here. None of which are natural.”

“You didn’t need to add that last part,” Wonyoung grumbles as she walks over to her dresser. She rummages through it for a second before finding what she’s looking for, turning around with a little leash in her hands. “Come on, we’re going for a walk.”

“Do we really have to do the collar again,” you groan. “You have like a billion staff members walking around the grounds.”

“I’ll tell them to give us some privacy you big baby,” Wonyoung rolls her eyes as she walks over to you. “Come on, you know the rules.”

You’re very accustomed to the rules by now. There’s one rule specifically that Wonyoung is referring to, though.

You rise to your feet and start unbuttoning your shirt, tossing it aside and then undoing your belt and dropping your pants to your ankles.

“Underwear, too,” Wonyoung clicks her tongue.

“Did you tell your staff about the privacy yet?”

“Whip that cock out before I get all of them to come watch,” Wonyoung snaps at you while she starts placing the collar around your neck.

You strip off the rest of your clothes while Wonyoung tightens leather around your neck and attaches the leash. She gives you a little tug, making sure you can breathe – just barely.

“To the river we go!”

“It’s fucking boiling today,” you moan as Wonyoung walks you down the path towards a small lake. “You could angle that umbrella just a little bit.”

“I can’t risk damaging my skin, sorry,” Wonyoung tugs on the leash. “It’s just for like a minute, you’ll be fine.”

“I don’t remember you being so mean.”

“Don’t be stupid,” Wonyoung starts laughing and gives you a slap on the ass. “Want me to get the plug again?”

“That was one time,” you protest.

“Yeah but remember how hard you came?” Wonyoung giggles. “I’m sure you do–”

“Yes, yes, don’t remind me,” you shudder at the memory of Wonyoung forcing you to taste yourself.

In your defense, it was her birthday and you did everything she asked of you. This hardly scratches the surface of what happened that night.

“And we’re here,” Wonyoung announces as you walk through a little opening in the bushes, revealing a breathtakingly gorgeous little body of water, shimmering under the sun with gorgeous cherry blossoms all around, completely enclosed by greenery.

“Holy shit,” you mumble, taking it all in. “Wonyoung… wow…”

“You should see it at night,” she gestures to a little area with some shade and a patch of green turf with a few loungers. “Actually, you probably will see it tonight.”

“Maybe…” you mumble, wiping the sweat off your forehead.

“Oh shut up, you’re going to do exactly what I say,” Wonyoung whines, closing her umbrella and setting it aside. She eyes your nude, glistening-from-sweat body up and down, licking her lips subconsciously.

“Alright, what now, princess? You said there were two things you needed.”

“You’re going to pleasure me until the sun sets,” she takes the collar off your neck. “And if you do a good job, I guess I’ll let you finish inside me.”

“You sure know how to plan a date,” you rub your neck where the leather was digging in.

“Just a girl who knows what she wants,” she tosses the leash aside. “First, lay down so I can enjoy all my hard work.”

“What hard work?” you scoff. “Got a towel or something, I’m sweating my balls off.”

“That’s my hard work,” Wonyoung pushes on your shoulders until you lay flat on your back on the perfect artificial grass. “Getting you all nice and sweaty.”

“So that’s your game.”

“I’m just trying to reminisce,” she uses her feet to spread your legs apart. “Remember what we did after that doubles tourney back in college?”

“Oh that was fucking filthy,” you laugh, thinking back to that day.

The two of you had just won the doubles tournament together, drenched in sweat and exhausted from all the games, and Wonyoung dragged you into the girl’s locker room where the two of you spent hours.

To this day, you’ve never used your tongue as much as you used it on Wonyoung that evening; Your tongue got to experience every single piece of her, and hers got the same from you. She managed to suck every last drop of sweat off your skin.

Just like she did that night, Wonyoung presses her lips to your chest, licking off a bead of your sweat and letting out a satisfied little moan.

“You taste even better than I remember,” she lays flat next to you with her hand on your chest. She starts running her fingers down your abs, smiling warmly. “And you’re still kept in good shape, thank God.”

“You say it like it’s a surprise,” you rub her shoulder as she leans into you and kisses your chest again.

“Because you haven’t seen the guys I rejected after you,” Wonyoung snickers softly. “It’s like guys think I’m going to marry them just because I touch their dick once, and then the depression that hits when I tell them to fuck off always seems to send them spiraling.”

“Maybe that’s the difference,” you watch as Wonyoung climbs over your body and sits on her knees right between your legs. “You never told me to fuck off.”

“Because of this,” she takes a hold of your semi-erect cock and flips it back and forth in her hand, gazing at it fondly. “The memories I’ve made with this cock…”

“Wonyoung please, I’m getting emotional here,” you pretend to wipe away a tear.

She leans down, making sure you can clearly see her ass up in the air, and runs her tongue along your length, pausing at your tip to wrap her lips around and suck.

“Also just as nice as I remember,” you shudder under her touch.

Wonyoung giggles softly, brushing her thumb against your head. “I could say the same thing,” she says softly before leaning in and sliding her tongue up the groove where your leg and hip connect.

She moves to the other leg now and does the same while her hand gives your cock lazy strokes. Then, she bends down and presses her tongue flat against your taint, pushing hard into your skin as she slides up to your balls.

Both go right past her lips and she starts sucking, leaning back to stretch your skin. She lets go of your cock, letting it flop against her face as she tugs on your balls until they slip out of her mouth.

“I have half a mind to change my plan and just let you fuck the life out of me,” Wonyoung purrs while kissing the inside of your thighs.

“Why isn’t that your plan,” you groan as Wonyoung’s tongue snakes up your thigh and starts sliding through the grooves of your abs.

“Because you need to pleasure me until the sun sets, remember,” she keeps sliding up your body, very deliberately leaning down enough so that your cock slides between her perky tits.

“I will, but Wonyoung–”

“Nuh uh,” she lifts her tits off your cock and rises to her feet. “Not until I get what I want.”

“We are not repeating the cabin weekend,” you mumble under your breath.

“Cabin weekend? Did I just hear that correctly?” Wonyoung bursts out laughing. “Not my fault you couldn’t hold it in for just two days.”

“It’s one hundred thousand million percent your fault,” you sit up straight, “I’ve never felt so much pressure down there, it was genuinely scary,” you add, watching intently as Wonyoung slips off her see-through panties.

“Please, you’re making me sound like an evil witch,” Wonyoung hooks her fingers under one of the garters. “Should I take the rest off?”

“The fact that you’re even considering taking those stockings off shows how evil you are,” you shake your head furiously.

“It’s my first time in this set,” Wonyoung cups her breasts over the bra. “I don’t love how they make my boobs look.”

“I do, next question,” you start crawling towards her, stopping when she lifts her foot and places it on your forehead.

It takes everything in your body to hold back now that Wonyoung’s juicy pussy is staring right at you, completely exposed.

“Greedy boy,” Wonyoung brings her hand down between her legs and spreads her lips wide.

You’re this close to begging for it, that pussy you’ve fucked countless times in the past. Yunjin’s voice echoes in your head, reminding you of what will happen if you don’t fuck that tight little pussy one more time by tonight.

It’s not the worst deal, now that you’re here – either you fuck Wonyoung’s tight pussy or you never have to worry about anything again.

“In due time,” Wonyoung lowers her foot from your face and starts walking towards one of the lounge chairs. She uses one finger to motion for you to follow her. “Trust me dear, I can’t wait to feel your cum inside me.”

You heard her, but you also didn’t. The problem is the way Wonyoung sways her hips when she walks. It just makes it difficult to focus on anything other than her cute ass.

Especially now, as she crawls onto the recliner and looks over her shoulder, reaching back with one hand to spread herself for you.

Naturally, you’re drooling again, and of course she sees it.

“Hurry it up now,” Wonyoung smirks. “I need you to eat my ass until the sun sets, can you do that for me?”

There’s no need to respond with words. You simply crawl forward like the desperate, primitive little animal she has reduced you to. You can’t take your eyes off her puckered little asshole now, especially as her fingers spread those cute cheeks apart.

As soon as you reach her, you bury your face deep between her cheeks. You go right in, pressing your tongue immediately against her asshole. As dirty as it feels, it tastes so incredibly fresh and intimate – you try to ignore how hard your cock is throbbing between your legs.

“Really get in there,” Wonyoung moans, reaching her hand onto your head to pull you in some more.

It’s not necessary at all, you’re already pushing your face as hard as physically possible. You stiffen your tongue and start prodding her entrance, trying to open up her asshole for you to taste.

Your spit is already dripping down your chin, staining the ground dark beneath you. Your head tilts back and forth as Wonyoung starts grinding her hips, smearing her asshole all over your face. As best as you can, you latch your lips around her hole and suck in hard.

“Oh you’re such a nasty boy,” Wonyoung gasps.

You ignore her degradation. Instead, you reach around her body for her pussy, only to find her fingers already there. The two of you fumble around for a second – you’re pretty sure you’re fucking up her rhythm – until Wonyoung grabs your wrist and guides you.

As soon as your fingers press against her pussy, your lips curl into a smile against her asshole. That tiniest bit of annoyance you can sense when Wonyoung grabs your wrist is exactly what you want – you love when she takes control of you.

“Shut the fuck up,” Wonyoung whimpers, and you can already imagine the way her eyes are clenching.

Ignoring the fact that you haven’t said a word, you continue attacking her asshole. Each consecutive prod of your tongue gets you in deeper, until one rough push finally breaks the seal and your tongue ends up getting sucked deep into Wonyoung’s asshole like a vacuum.

It feels stuck inside her, asshole so tight you don’t think you could pull out even if you wanted to. Instead, you succumb to the taste of her asshole, the feeling of her insides against your mouth, and you give your cock a few calm strokes to stop yourself from completely losing it.

Before you know it, Wonyoung’s legs start shaking and she tosses your hand aside, replacing it with her own. The sloppy sound of her fingers slapping against her pussy is straight ecstasy to your mind, and you quickly latch onto her cheeks with both hands.

You push forward with all of your might, giving Wonyoung’s asshole every bit of attention it deserves while she furiously works her clit. You flick your tongue in every direction possible, slurping her up, moaning as if you’re the one about to finish.

She’s pushing back so hard you can barely breathe, and right before you feel you’re about to pass out, you remove your face from her ass in the perfect moment to see Wonyoung’s whole body go rigid.

Time seems to stop for a split second before her pussy suddenly gushes out hard, spraying your entire body.

You react immediately, lunging forward with so much force that Wonyoung ends up flat on her stomach, whimpering desperately as you dive into her ass once more.

Just in time for the second gush, you press your mouth to her pussy, landing every drop inside your mouth. You swallow immediately, ready for more, and start desperately lapping up anything she’s willing to give.

Her hips are squirming like crazy, it’s getting difficult to stay centered on her pussy at this point.

“Don’t stop,” Wonyoung whimpers softly.

It doesn’t make much sense, you haven’t stopped ever since the first moment your tongue touched her body, but who are you to tell her what to think?

You keep working away, licking with the occasional kiss between her cheeks, even grazing your tongue against her asshole from time to time just to watch her body shudder.

When she finally calms down, you lift your face out of her ass and wipe the obnoxious amount of bodily fluids all over your chin. You glance down to see your entire body glistening in her mess.

“What the fuck, why did that feel so good?” she groans, lifting herself up and turning around.

“You’re welcome. I think,” you smile.

“You finished me off a bit too fast, though,” Wonyoung giggles. “It’s still way too sunny.”

“You’re kidding me,” your smile vanishes. “Wonyoung–”

“Oh relax, I’ll still get you off, as long as you agree to eat my ass again,” she sits up straight, smiling brightly. “But no finishing inside me until sunset.”

“Why are you grumpy?” Wonyoung pokes your thigh with her toe.

“I’m not.”

“Then why are your eyes closed?”

“Because I’m trying to relax. That’s a thing people do while they sunbathe.”

“But I feel like I’m wasting such a sexy set if you’re not going to stare.”

You open one eye and tilt your head towards Wonyoung. The fact that she still hasn’t put her panties – or anything else – back on is definitely helping her case, but it’s cuter than it is sexy right now.

It’s the way she’s sitting, cross-legged under her umbrella with both hands cupping the excessively extravagant flute holding her mimosa as she hollows her cheeks in the most adorable way to take a sip through the straw.

So adorable it almost hurts.

“Kinda reminds me of that boat day you secretly paid for without telling the rest of us,” you flick your head towards her drink.

“People treat me differently when they find out, you know that,” Wonyoung takes another sip. “Also endless mimosas was such a bad idea, the headache I had the next day from all the sugar was unreal.”

She looks happy as can be, but you can’t help pondering her comment.

It’s true, as soon as Wonyoung’s wealth was revealed, the friend group sort of exiled her. They felt betrayed – as if Wonyoung wasn’t secretly funding half of our group activities without telling anyone.

Truth is, you are the only one who stuck with her. Even now, years later, she’s the only person you ever talk to from that group. You feel the smallest of pits in your stomach at the thought of what she probably felt.

She even began sneaking into her own parties, pretending to be a nobody. You remember declining her invitation once, and now you kind of regret it. Everyone always assumes she’s unapproachable, but just one conversation – one genuine chance – is all it would take to change their mind.

“Oh! Speaking of sunbathing,” Wonyoung sets the glass aside and reaches into her bag.

“I’m fine,” you reach over to stop her but she immediately bats your hand away. “The sun’s basically setting already.”

“Shut up,” she pulls a bottle out. “You’re going to burn.”

“This is like the fourth time you’ve reapplied,” you groan as you flip your body over and lay flat on your stomach.

“After seeing how you did it the first time, yeah there’s no chance I’m letting you do it yourself,” Wonyoung clicks her tongue disapprovingly. “Plus, it gives me an excuse to feel you up again,” she swings a leg over you and takes a seat on the back of your thighs.

You close your eyes again as Wonyoung presses her fingers into your shoulders. She works across your upper back gently, running her hands up your neck five or six times before sliding down your collarbone.

She starts kneading her fingers in small little circles, digging into the tight knots you’ve built over the years.

“You don’t get massages often, do you?” she comments, working her knuckle along the sides of your spine.

“Generally, no,” you grunt as the pressure releases from your body.

“I’ll book you one tomorrow with the lady I work with, you can bring a friend,” she moves a bit lower down your back, now sliding her fingers from the spine out across your lats. “Assuming there’s a lucky girl in your life.”

“It’s… complicated…” you admit, “but I’ll figure it out.”

“I’m sure you will,” Wonyoung gives you a light pat on the butt.

“What about you? Any potentials?”

“There actually was one,” Wonyoung grabs the bottle and squirts another glob of sunscreen into her palm. “I feel bad because we had such a magical time, but it was all a lie.”

“Hmm?”

“Eh, don’t worry about it,” Wonyoung finishes up with your lower back and slides off your thighs. “Mostly my own fault for lying.”

You roll over onto your back and give Wonyoung a look as she stares absentmindedly at the setting sun.

“Wonyoung?” you say softly.

When she doesn’t respond, you reach over and pull her by the arm towards you.

She doesn’t fight your pull, she just lets herself fall onto your chest and into your embrace. She rests her cheek on your chest with one leg wrapped around your body.

The two of you lay there for about a minute or so in silence before Wonyoung speaks up again.

“I don’t regret how things turned out,” she murmurs into your body. “But I missed this.”

You absentmindedly run your hand up and down her back, giving her soft skin a gentle squeeze as you lean in and kiss the top of her head.

The two of you stay silent as you blink away your emotions and stare off into the distance where the sun is painting the sky orange. You simply lay there together, limbs entangled, until the sun starts to finally set.

“I still want to feel your hot, sticky cum inside me tonight, by the way,” Wonyoung adds casually.

“Girl,” you burst out laughing. “You are really ruining the moment.”

“Oh, sorry,” she giggles, lifting herself off your chest and straddling your body properly. “Fine, we’ll be all lovey-dovey romantic under the sunset. You can make love to me, all that boring shit people like.”

“Anything you want,” you reach down and line yourself up. “The nice part about having an estate this big is that no one will bother us.”

“And tonight when we have our little bonfire and you’re rubbing s’mores all over my tits, no one will hear my screams when you fuck me in the ass.”

You chuckle as your cock enters her soft lips.

“Real romantic, Wonyoung.”