#minayeon

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Scoffing, he walked to Mina's back. "Since our girlfriends are busy…" He whispered as his hands took her waist, letting his member rest on her skin.

"I've been thinking about this for two weeks already," she chuckled, tilting her neck to let his lips run through her skin, reaching for his dick while she enjoyed the trail of kisses on her neck.

"How can I pay you for keeping the secret?"

"What?" Nayeon asked in an almost offended tone, trying to ignore the improvised foursome made by IU, Jeongyeon, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu. "Did you know?"

Mina and Seungdae stared at each other, then back at Nayeon. "I'll tell you more during dinner," the short-haired girl giggled before they cornered the eldest member against the L-shaped couch. Mina pinned her down, using her knees to keep her friend's legs slightly open as she kissed her plump lips.

Seungdae let his hunger take over him. He knelt, admiring the meaty set of thighs and buttcheeks he had in front of him. Taking advantage of Mina's legs having stopped Nayeon's from closing, he kissed the older woman's thighs, spreading them as he got to her groin until he reached her bum. He took his time to lick Nayeon's ass, feeling her clench when his tongue ran through the small creases of her puckered hole.

Her coy moans were muffled in Mina's lips. In only a matter of seconds, she had already acclimated to her new spot. In another minute, just as Seungdae's tongue ventured inside her butthole, she had already accepted that she had no domain, say, or power between him and her friend. Her legs relaxed, and her thighs went up to be held by Mina, giving the man full access to eat her holes.

"Always so obedient," the Japanese beauty whispered, holding Nayeon's cheeks.

"It's not fair with that face," she whispered, weakened by Mina's eyes and warm smile, feeling her hands run down her neck to kiss her again.

Watching up close how her pussy clenched at the touch of Mina's lips, Seungdae chuckled and gave a few more licks to her asshole, fucking her a bit with his tongue, before going a few centimeters up to kiss Nayeon's fat pussy, licking her already drenched folds.

His tongue and how it went as deep inside her cunt as he could felt glorious. His subtle giggle let her know he liked her taste, and the immediate subsequent swirl of his muscle throughout his inner lips confirmed he was hungry for her.

That gave Nayeon the little push she needed to let her hands run free all over Mina, taking her neck first, then slowly going back and forth between her waist and her small boobs, subconsciously mirroring her friend's actions as their tongues danced together, encapsulating her whimpers as soon as Seungdae captured her clit.

He loved her taste and how quickly her pussy got drenched, even after having licked all of her juices thoroughly. Her flavor, her heat, her musk; he could truly spend hours licking that cunt and not get tired, but he had just started, and he knew he would get more time with Nayeon later. He kissed, licked, and bit her inner thighs, her groin, her fat outer lips, and every corner of her slit, before sucking on her clit, stopping when her hips shook, leaving her begging for more.

"Why?" She whined, rocking her pelvis, looking for his touch.

"Shush," Mina purred before he could say anything, rubbing Nayeon's clit. She heard a scoff coming from Seungdae, and remembering how good she made her feel their first night together, she arched her lower back to present her pussy to him.

"I love my life," he sighed, shaking his head with an ear-to-ear smile. He took a second to contemplate Mina's glistening folds surrounded by her meaty thighs and ass. Shoving his fingers into Nayeon's cunt, he outlined Mina's slit with slow kisses, using the time to breathe her scent, letting her folds gather more of her precious nectar before he went wild on her.

The trio moved smoothly together. The background of Chaeyoung's cute moans, muffled in Tzuyu's lips, and the intense breathing of Momo, vigorously fingered by Jihyo, guided them on their own tempo.

Mina showed her eagerness by moving her pussy towards his lips, finally getting his tongue to run through her folds while she chuckled mid-kiss devilishly, letting her fingers go crazy on Nayeon's bean.

Nayeon reciprocated it. Her ankles hugged Mina's back, forcing their torsos to touch completely. Her big hands went down to that juicy pair of buttcheeks and spread them wide open.

'Dinner is served,' Seungdae thought, enjoying Mina's flavor, kissing her clit very carefully, making her flinch at every gentle touch until she relaxed, no longer afraid of any attack on her sensitive bean. Instead, he focused on the entrance of her cunt, purposefully shoving his tongue into her walls, resting his nose right on her pucker hole.

Their hunger pushed them to demand more of each other. Nayeon's fingers moved down to Mina's abs, caressing them as her hand reached her friend's pussy, pushing Seungdae's mouth from those slippery folds to the relaxed, already gaping asshole of the Japanese woman. Mina moaned hungrily as Nayeon's long fingers curled in her walls, doing the familiar dance only her unnie could perform inside of her. The man's lips kissed her rim eagerly, shoving his tongue in and out, making her tickle in that particular way she loved so much.

Seungdae allowed himself to go from Mina's tight slit to her puckered hole. Regardless of how roughly that first night with her ended, savoring that gaping pink butthole was a highlight worth repeating at any cost. Having it offered in a room with his girlfriend and the rest of Twice getting frikier by the second gave him the perfect opportunity to shut any thoughts.

The sound of Momo grunting as Jihyo shoved Seungdae's replica into her cunt caused the same reaction in the trio. His fingers stiffened against Nayeon's G-spot, causing her to mirror the same reaction inside Mina's pussy, which made her hips tremble and her asshole shut tightly, capturing the man's tongue.

"I want it," she moaned, reaching for his hair, pulling him.

"Can I go first?" Nayeon whined, pinching one of Mina's nipples. Her giggle and smirk suddenly turned into a moan, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Seungdae impaled her guts with his whole shaft.

"I'm sorry," he scoffed, already rocking his hips against Mina. "Queen's orders. You'll have to wait."

"Why?" She complained, kneeling on the couch with him lying on his left, lifting Mina's left leg as they spooned, Nayeon's fingers firmly curled inside the short-haired woman.

"Because you'll love what Jin and I will do to you later, and because you're a good whore who'll do as she's told," Seungdae scoffed, running his right hand through Mina's body until he reached her jaw to kiss her, keeping his eyes on Nayeon.

She loved the view. Her friend was thriving. Eyes closed, tongue swirling with his, hips swaying against his shaft, left hand pinching her own nipple, right hand softly scratching Nayeon's tummy. It was her subtle way to beg her to move her digits.

"Unnie," Mina whispered, moaning, getting the woman out of her trance.

"Will you keep her waiting?" He chuckled, letting the Japanese beauty bite his lower lip.

"Will it be worth it?" Nayeon asked, slowly moving her fingers inside Mina, more so to feel his length moving than to please her friend.

"I wouldn't dare disappoint my favorite slut?" He grinned, bringing a slight blush to her cheeks.

"Am I not your favorite?" Mina pouted, taking her delicate fingers to her mouth, and clenching her ass tightly.

He moaned, feeling her take his soul from his cock. "You may be an evil anal-addicted lunatic, but not a slut," he panted, smirking at her, making her smile with his words.

"Can you two fuck me like one?" She replied, biting her lip, staring cutely at them without stopping her hip movement.

"Any day," he scoffed, choking Mina with his right hand and ramming her butthole. "Nayeon?" He raised his eyebrow, challenging her.

The older woman shook her head, getting off the couch to kneel and kiss him while she shoved her thumb in her friend's mouth. This time, her fingers moved inside Mina's pussy as hard as Seungdae was thrusting into her.

Mina smirked warmly, gazing at their tongues swirling while she sucked her digit. She could spend hours getting her ass drilled, simply enjoying the constant reshaping of her guts, but it was Nayeon's fingers that slowly pushed her towards her first orgasm of the day. Not caring one bit to hold back, she let her lust guide her body, looking for her own climax, holding the man's hand on her neck and Nayeon's wrist in place.

For a moment, all Seungdae could process was the tightness of Mina's butt. No matter how insanely wide she could gape, or how absurdly deep she could get a dildo lost her guts, the control she had over her muscles made her insides feel incredible. The only thing that brought him back to reality was Jieun's grunt. That tone that combined her lust with a tint of pain.

Without stopping, he stretched his neck to find his girlfriend in all fours over Dahyun, chuckling as she pressed Jeongyeon's hand on her own asscheek.

Finally, he witnessed Jeongyeon's dominant side, ramming Jieun's butt while the soloist scanned the room and found his eyes. Unconsciously, he had stopped for a moment, drawing Mina's and Nayeon's attention to IU, although the older woman kept fingering her friend.

The look in the soloist's eyes was clear. Jeongyeon was moving just like she liked it, and she wanted more. They grinned, as if encouraging each other.

He resumed his pounding at Mina's asshole, reactivating his own threesome right before Jeongyeon pulled IU's hair.

"Nayeon," Seungdae hissed, causing her to shake her head and turn to see Mina's needy eyes. "Should we?"

"Eh?" Mina voiced, confused at the mutual glance they shared before staring directly at her. His grip tightened around her neck, and he thrusted so hard and fast into her guts it seemed a whole audience was clapping.

Nayeon's fingers went equally intense inside her cunt, pushing her G-spot with enough precision and technique that she could have made Mina explode without any other stimulation. Knowing that, her free hand captured her nipple to pinch it and twist it.

Mina melted on the couch, unable to face them as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her core shook first, a sign of her last bit of control before her whole existence convulsed in place, squirting in Nayeon's hand.

Seungdae had to focus on his grip and Mina's face to avoid exploding in her guts. Lost in the Japanese beauty's face, he managed to endure it until her pupils were visible again. She giggled, shrinking in their embrace, victim of her own sensitivity.

"Adorable, isn't she?" Nayeon grinned, biting her lower lip.

"A work of art," he smiled at Mina, leaning for a peck, then giving space for Nayeon to do the same.

"Can you keep going?" The short-haired girl asked, grinding her hips on him.

"You're never satisfied, are you?" He chuckled, and she shrugged, biting her lips seductively. Not waiting any further, he pulled her with him until his knees were on the floor, and her ass was on the edge of the sofa while her legs made a full split.

With a smirk, Nayeon knew what to do. She made her way to straddle Mina's face. When she looked down, her friend's mouth was open wide, and her tongue was moving eagerly, welcoming those dripping folds.

Mina acted immediately, rubbing her clit, rocking her hips on Seungdae's manhood, and devouring her friend's folds. Despite the evidence literally dripping from Nayeon's hand into her mouth, to any witness, it would appear as if the Japanese woman was just getting started.

Aided by Seungdae holding her ankles, Mina gripped onto the older woman's buttcheeks, spreading them to taste her folds. Soon, she had her grinding her hips over her face, leaning to the man, and trying to contain her moans.

Nayeon ogled at Seungdae, watching his girth captured by Mina's rim. "I need your cock," she panted, reaching for his abs, almost pleading.

"Told you: Queen's orders," he chuckled, leaning forward to lick her plump lips.

"Please!" Nayeon moaned, licking his tongue, exhaling on his mouth.

As much as he liked feeling her breath and her helplessness, and as much as he would love to demolish her pussy, he also needed to wait. "Uh-uh." He hugged Mina's legs with one arm, practically framing their faces with them. "I don't want any toy entering this precious cunt, understood?" He grunted, biting her lip as his free hand reached for her slit, pulling her a little forward, forcing Mina to eat Nayeon's ass.

"W-why would I torture myself with so much to play with around me?" The older woman smirked, failing to pretend she wasn't already shaking on his hand, and loving her friend's tongue entering her butthole.

"Because, as much of a nympho as you can be, you are a good and obedient whore. So you'll do as you're told." He growled, staring at her eyes as closely as possible. She nodded, whimpering as his middle finger pushed her G-spot. "Hold it until you can't bear it anymore."

Nayeon hummed in confusion, even more so when he offered her Mina's right foot. "I hate you," she shook her head, moaning louder as he fingered harder and harder. Giggling, she welcomed her friend's cute toes into her mouth, sucking on them as intensely as her ass was getting eaten.

She felt Mina's chuckle on her puckered hole. It felt degrading. Despite having licked all of the members' feet, doing that under his command, knowing she'd have to wait to get his meat inside of her pussy, was slightly humiliating, but incredibly arousing; as much as witnessing him take Mina's left toes to his mouth while locked eyes with her. She understood it was his own way of saying 'look what you're missing,' and rubbing it on her face.

With his gaze on her, Nayeon let him take her to her climax, no longer trying to ignore how good his fingers felt inside of her and how deliciously wild Mina's tongue was running in her butthole. Her pleasure built up, letting it show not only by the occasional clenching of her holes, but also by how desperately she licked her friend's toes, going between her digits so quickly her drool was already falling.

She obeyed, feeling every bit of pleasure accumulating and holding it until her orgasm filled her whole system.

With eyebrows frowning as she begged with her eyes, a tear shed down her cheek. He nodded so subtly that blinking may have made her miss it.

Nayeon succumbed in front of him. In a millisecond, her eyes disappeared on the back of her head. She shuddered, held in place by Mina, who somehow got enough force to maintain her hovering over her face, and Seungdae, choking her firmly. At the same time, his fingers stormed her G-spot, letting the first waves of squirt fall on his hand until his stiffened fingers came out of her cunt and attacked her clit, causing Nayeon to convulse violently.

The sudden movement caused Mina's ass to clench tightly while the never-ending squirt gushing from Nayeon's pussy rained all over her torso. The Japanese beauty continued rocking her hips, however, at least until she heard Seungdae grunting.

Close call to his climax, but Mina stopped just in time. Panting, he admired Nayeon's broken smile and the seductive way her eyes returned to ogle at him, thanking him for already making up for their last encounter, even if it wasn't with his dick.

He hugged her tightly to kiss her, knowing every brush on her skin was sending little shock waves of pleasure through her brain.

"I may not h-hate you," Nayeon panted with a weak smile.

"I shouldn't have made you cum, then," he smirked at her, shoving his fingers back in her cunt to lift her from Mina's face. He stopped for a moment to see her run her digits through her torso and savour her friend's squirt.

"I can't lick myself clean," she scoffed, proudly displaying her body at them.

In a blink, she had both of them licking and sucking every part of her, from her lips to her neck, going down her collarbones and her small tits.

"Thought you'd drain me with that cute, little hole," he whispered to Mina, kissing her jawline.

"It would be a waste not to inject that load into someone's cunt," she giggled, fully relaxing. Seungdae took his time, enjoying Nayeon's flavor from Mina's midriff, while Nayeon herself went further down to lick her friend's folds and then her gaping hole.

"Can't I get at least a little bit?" The older woman pleaded, holding his thigh.

He eyed Mina. "I need to get my dick clean before shoving it in someone else's cunt," he smiled, taking a seat to Mina's left. Surprisingly, the short-haired woman wiggled her way into the corner of the couch, instantly taking his glans into her mouth.

"Yah, that was for me!" Nayeon whined.

"You can clean the rest," she scoffed. "Let me enjoy my own taste," Mina smiled cutely, biting the tip of her tongue as she licked his slit.

Nayeon set her eyes on him. His smirk and shrug made her angry, but he, having the boldness of reaching for Mina's folds with his right hand, may have pushed her a bit further. Just as he lay his back on the sofa, she pulled him a bit down and to his left, and jumped over his face, pressing her fat pussy on his mouth.

He welcomed it, enjoying her juices while their tongues swirled through his shaft, running over every bit of skin. The relaxation was so deep that he didn't mind when he stopped feeling their mouths, as long as his fingers were still inside Mina's walls and his mouth was filled with Nayeon's flavor.

"Great One," Jieun called him, causing Nayeon to jump from his face.

"Yes, my queen?" He turned quickly to see her with Sana and Momo standing behind his girlfriend. Seungdae chuckled, removing his fingers from Mina's cunt and kneeling to kiss his IU's bald pussy, tracing a path of kisses until he met her lips. "Is it time?"

She nodded quickly, biting her lower lip. "You may want to see your little sweetheart; you won't want to miss what she's doing," she winked at him, stroking his dick.

"Take Mina, I'll drop this one with Jeongyeon and Jihyo." Both nodded, and the man turned quickly to carry Nayeon in his arms, causing her to yelp.

"When will you fuck me with this cock?" She asked him, reaching for his meat.

"Oh, Jin and I have something in mind specifically for you," he smirked before interrupting Jihyo from eating Jeongyeon's folds, and Chaeyoung from drinking milk directly from the leader's udder while she fingered her. "Take one, leave one, right?" He joked as he left Nayeon in their embrace, quickly taking the tattooed girl as she playfully raised her arms for him.

With just one arm, he carried Chaeyoung, shoving his Mina-flavored fingers in her mouth before turning to see Tzuyu's tanned ass and pussy contrasting with Dahyun's pale butt and pink folds. "You have no idea how much I wanted to see that," he told the slim woman in his arms.

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Author's note: While writing the whole orgy, I had to decide where I wanted the focus to be, so this wasn't fleshed out in the actual fic. Since I have a lot of other things waiting to be written and I'm not sure if I'll have another chance to write MiNayeon, I also had that little itch begging me to write this little piece. Of course, if you want more of this, you can read the whole orgy here. Also, a few extra pics because I love them together, and they've been so clingy lately.

“Yes what? Yes, I’ll answer you? Or yes, I’ll behave myself? You have to be more specific.” Nayeon tapped her hand with the handle of the crop to emphasize each “yes” she said, as she walked in circles behind Mina.

“Yes, yes to both. I’ll behave myself and I’ll answer you when you ask me something.” Mina resisted the urge to run and find something cold to put on her butt to ease the pain she felt on her skin. The burning sensation from the lashes was spreading all over her butt, in a way that wasn’t just painful.

“Good, good. But do you even understand why I’m punishing you?”

“Because I’ve been… bad?” That sounded more like a question than an actual answer. Mina closed her eyes, expecting another lash on her butt because she knew Nayeon wouldn’t be satisfied with her answer, that she’d probably roll her eyes upon hearing it, but that never happened. The blow she’d anticipated never came.

“Is that all?” There was something hidden in the tone of Nayeon’s voice that suggested she was disappointed. Not angry, as her facial expressions or actions might have suggested, but disappointed with the answer Mina had given her. The problem was that she was turning that disappointment into fuel to keep punishing her.

The next lash caught Mina off guard, making her howl in pain. This one had been harder than the previous ones and had struck a spot that was already burning. The blow had been hard enough to make the heat from the impact spread across her entire butt, but not hard enough to leave a lasting mark. At least Mina knew that with Nayeon she didn’t have to worry about that; she rarely left marks that didn’t fade by the next day or a few days later. That was precisely why her favorite tool for punishing Mina was the crop.

Simple to use and easy to strike with, the crop offered her a quick way to punish Mina with little effort while still achieving a great result. A few movements of her hand and the whip’s very design ensured that all the force was effectively transmitted to Mina’s tender flesh. Soon, red marks dotted Mina’s skin where she had decided to punish her, until it became a vast expanse of red, burning skin, throbbing in an attempt to release some of the delicious pain caused by the lashes.

“We have rules, Mina,” Nayeon said, sliding the leather tip of the crop along the inside of Mina’s bare leg. “Rules are meant to be respected.” The tanned leather caressed the inside of her thigh. “They aren’t a game, and you can’t just break them hoping to be punished.” The crop came dangerously close to Mina’s crotch, which burned with a fire different from the heat caused by the blows. “If you’re only doing this to get punished, then you have a serious problem with the rules because you don’t respect them at all.” A shiver ran through Mina’s body when the crop touched her most private part. “You can’t get what you want like that, not this way.” Mina whimpered pitifully when she no longer felt the crop touching her skin. Neither Nayeon nor she knew if it was due to the lack of contact or in anticipation of another blow.

Mina closed her eyes tightly, trying to anticipate where it would be, where the blow would land this time. She was still trying to guess which buttock would receive the punishment this time when she felt the leather tip strike her directly between her legs. With a strangely wet sound, Nayeon delivered a blow right onto her folds. Mina shuddered completely, causing her knees to buckle, and she instinctively closed her legs.

If she hadn’t been bent over the dining table, Mina would likely have fallen to the floor as her legs protested. Instead, her torso pressed against the smooth wooden surface, while her heart pounded against her ribs. The table’s lifeless cold offered an almost delicious contrast to her body temperature, which kept rising higher and higher with every new blow she received.

The tears welling up in her eyes weren’t just from pain, and did it really hurt. Her entire butt stung, and to make matters worse, the crop had struck her, with no small amount of force, in her most intimate spot. If her vulva had been throbbing and radiating incredible heat before, now it was even worse. Her pussy seemed alive, pulsing vigorously against the air in the apartment.

Nayeon did nothing to ease Mina’s suffering, no caress or kiss where she needed them most. Her cunt was on fire, and Mina had to resist the urge to touch herself; that would only make things even worse for her. After all, it was a punishment she deserved, something she had brought upon herself.

Just as she was, wrapped in a whirlwind of pleasurable pain and skin almost red-hot, Mina smiled. She’d done it; she’d gotten Nayeon to give her what she wanted. It had cost her, not much, really, but in the end, she’d succeeded.

The rule Mina had broken was simple but effective. They’d both agreed to it, and Mina always followed it; she never broke it until today. Lately, she had been becoming too lenient with herself, and the usual punishment no longer seemed sufficient, at least not the way she was receiving it these days. Mina was behaving too well; she was too obedient to need a reprimand so often. It was with the intention of changing that that she had misbehaved, and it seemed her plan had worked.

All Mina had had to do was slip away from Nayeon a little without her noticing. Nayeon had her back turned while ordering drinks for both of them; Mina saw an opportunity and took it. She’d spotted a girl who looked pretty cute to her; maybe on another occasion she would have asked permission to go talk to her, but not today. Today it was essential that she do it without permission, just as it was crucial that she do it while her wife was off guard. Yes, because that would irritate Nayeon even more.

Mina made her way through the crowd, careful not to bump into the people dancing to the techno beat that was piercing her eardrums. She strutted with every step she took, swaying her hips and walking with a hypnotic grace. She drew closer and closer to the girl she’d spotted in the distance. She stalked her while studying her group of friends, looking for the best way to approach her.

By the time Nayeon turned around with her drinks in hand, Mina had already infiltrated the girl’s group; her hand was already resting on the girl’s lower back, over a large tattoo that adorned her skin. It took Nayeon five seconds to spot Mina, and another two to understand what she was doing. With trembling hands, she set the drinks down on the bar and rushed toward her wife like a wild animal, not caring if she bumped into anyone or disturbed the others.

Nayeon’s long fingers closed like a claw around Mina’s wrist and pulled her. Without words, without shouting, simply with gestures and a murderous glare, Nayeon pulled her, and Mina obeyed under the stunned gaze of the petite girl. Instead of heading toward the bar where their drinks awaited them, Nayeon walked straight toward the entrance.

The events that followed unfolded in a blur, as if Nayeon’s anger and Mina’s audacity had blurred time itself. The drive back home was quick and silent, as was the elevator ride up to their floor. Then they arrived at the apartment, and Nayeon barked orders at Mina. “Take off your clothes and wait in the dining room.” That was all she said before disappearing down the hallway, leaving Mina smiling at having achieved the effect she wanted.

Nayeon returned a moment later carrying the crop, which in fact was her favorite toy, and a pair of handcuffs. Which soon were clamping down on Mina’s wrists just as Nayeon’s hand had when she’d pulled her at the club.

Actually, Mina didn’t care about the girl at the club; she could have her or someone like her whenever she wanted. All she had to do was behave and ask Nayeon for permission, who usually agreed to anything she asked. Mina knew how to play her role perfectly; she knew how to behave and act as she should, as was expected of her. On a good day, that meant she went home with the girl of her choice. On a great day, that meant Nayeon didn’t just watch from the couch but joined them as well.

That was the gist of Mina’s provocation that night. The real problem was that Mina had taken the initiative without permission and had completely left her wife out of the picture. Because Nayeon had no problem sharing Mina as long as it was made very clear that she, Nayeon, was the one in charge of the situation. When they went to the club, Mina was a lapdog and Nayeon was the owner holding the leash with a firm hand, but that night Mina had broken free from the leash.

That was why Nayeon delivered another blow to Mina’s left buttock, who let out a pitiful, pathetic moan as the crop kissed her skin. A new red mark formed where she had been struck, adding to the many she already had. A large portion of her butt had turned red as a result of the punishment she was receiving. Her buttocks throbbed and burned fiercely where the crop had struck, contrasting sharply with the pale tone of her skin.

"If you want to fuck someone, you have to ask permission. You can’t just go around throwing yourself into anyone’s arms.” Nayeon caressed Mina’s cheek with the tip of the crop, and Mina swallowed hard. “But that’s not even the problem.” Nayeon sighed behind her wife. “The problem is that I know you did it on purpose, and I’m not sure if it’s worth punishing you.”

Mina’s heart skipped a beat at those words. The heat spreading across her skin was so delicious that it was beginning to cloud her judgment, or in fact, it was already quite clouded; but she couldn’t let Nayeon stop now. She had to find a way to get her wife to keep punishing her.

Knowing very well what she was doing, Mina straightened up with every intention of defying Nayeon, and the desired effect was immediate. Nayeon brought the crop down on the outer thigh of Mina’s leg; her leg gave way, and her body fell onto the table again. Mina did her best to hide the smile curving her lips.

However, Nayeon did nothing else. She didn’t scold her or strike her again with the crop. She stood watching with her arms crossed, waiting to see if Mina dared to defy her once more or if she had already understood the message.

With her hands cuffed behind her back, Mina couldn’t do much. That attempt to straighten up had been the most she could move without provoking Nayeon too much, and she already knew how that had ended. The secret lay in knowing how much she could push her wife, how much she could provoke her before Nayeon realized Mina was doing it on purpose and decided it was best to let her off without punishment. The best and cruelest torture would be not to touch her when Mina was so desperate.

Fortunately for the woman bent over the table, Nayeon decided that the transgressions of that night still had to be punished. The crop whistled once more and struck near where Mina’s buttocks met; she stifled a moan and a smile at the same time.

More blows followed that one. A cacophony of lashes took over the apartment’s calm, silently desecrating the peace that should have reigned there at that hour and mingling with Mina’s pitiful moans. If her butt hadn’t been completely covered in red marks before, it certainly was now, because Nayeon took the trouble not to leave a single centimeter of her skin unstruck. The leather tip bit into her skin like wasp stings, leaving a burning sensation that was hard to describe, but which was like a balm that washed away Mina’s common sense and made her think only of pleasure.

Nayeon’s lips curved into a smile as she admired the work of art she had turned Mina’s butt into, which was already wonderful on its own without any marks. Her buttocks were redder than her cheeks on the day they got married, glowing and throbbing with enough heat to burn for a few days but not enough to leave lasting marks. Mina would surely have trouble sitting up straight for a week, but nothing more than that. Nayeon couldn’t allow herself to leave a mark that wouldn’t fade on her wife’s porcelain skin; she would never forgive herself if that happened.

“Did you learn your lesson?” Nayeon tapped her hand with the handle of the crop to emphasize the fact that she was in charge of the situation, as if the position Mina was in didn’t already scream who was in command. Bent over the table, with her hands cuffed behind her back and her ass red from the blows, she clearly couldn’t be the one in charge. Still, she had put herself in that situation.

“Y-yes, yes,” Mina stammered between sobs and gasps.

“I can never be sure with you.” Nayeon delivered an upward blow right between Mina's legs. The wet sound the crop made as it struck Mina’s folds was delightful, a treat for Nayeon’s ears. The pitiful moan that accompanied it was even more pleasurable for Nayeon. She gripped the crop’s handle tightly as she delivered more blows to her wife’s pussy.

For her part, Mina tried to lift her butt, standing on her tiptoes in a futile attempt to protect herself from the blows. As if that little extra distance would make it hurt any less, as if she weren’t thoroughly enjoying every single blow. The tears running down her thighs weren’t from pain but from pure pleasure.

With every new blow that landed on her folds, Mina shuddered and let out a moan or a sob. A delicious mix of sounds that Nayeon rejoiced in. She enjoyed this just as much as Mina did; after all, it was the dynamic of their marriage. If Mina loved having a collar around her neck, then Nayeon loved being the one holding the leash of that collar.

Then the blows ceased, and the only sound heard was Mina’s occasional sobs. She didn’t dare speak, and Nayeon said nothing more, not a command, not a word. Perhaps she had decided it was enough, that Mina’s bottom could no longer withstand further punishment, but fortunately, this wasn’t the only form of torture she knew.

The click-clack of Nayeon’s heels faded away, leaving Mina alone in the dining room without a single order or word spoken, but she knew she had to wait exactly where she was, in the same position; the moment to be defiant to get what she wanted had already passed. Her ass was burning like crazy, not to mention her pussy, which was throbbing from the punishment she’d received. Even her thighs had been partly the target of the blows, though to a much lesser extent than her butt. Her shoulders were also starting to ache from the uncomfortable position in which she’d been handcuffed. Mina couldn’t, and perhaps didn’t want to, do anything to relieve any of her pain.

When what felt like an eternity to Mina had passed, Nayeon returned carrying things Mina couldn’t see, but which could be nothing other than toys of some kind to extend her punishment.

“How much does it hurt?” Nayeon asked, resting her open hand on Mina’s buttock. Mina let out a hiss when she felt the palm touch her skin.

“I can handle it, if that’s what you want to know.”

“Good, because we’re not done yet.” Then Nayeon slowly ran her nails across her wife’s burning skin, leaving white marks that instantly turned red again. This time Mina didn’t hiss but openly moaned from the pleasure that pain caused her. “Let’s see if this teaches you not to break the rules, even if you do it because you want to be punished.” Nayeon leaned in to whisper those words right into Mina’s ear.

If Mina had previously dissolved into a mixture of moans, hisses, groans, and sighs, now she shuddered and let out a mixture of all those sounds together. A rattle rising from the deepest part of her being in response to her wife’s actions. Nayeon had gently placed what appeared to be an ice cube against one of her buttocks. Wet and frozen as it was, the small cube sent electric sensations all over Mina’s buttocks, and seemed to burn her skin with its icy embrace. At the same time, it brought relief and created more pain, but in a different way than the lashes had. The sensation was simply overwhelming, beautiful, delicious, something she had hoped to feel that night.

Nayeon moved the cube all over Mina’s butt until it melted completely, leaving her buttocks covered in droplets of water that offered scant relief from the burning of her skin. A new cube replaced the previous one until it, too, melted, letting its remnants flow down Mina’s thighs and mix with her own fluids. When the third ice cube touched her skin, Mina’s brain short-circuited. “Ssshhhhh! You asked for it, now you have to take it,” Nayeon whispered in her ear, still leaning over her, as she pressed the ice cube against Mina’s throbbing folds.

The icy kiss of the ice felt like a spider’s bite on her most intimate parts. Her naturally sensitive lips were swollen and throbbing from the blows, and the ice only intensified all those sensations. The way Nayeon rubbed it along her slit drew delicious sounds from Mina’s mouth; her vocal cords were working overtime to try to express the pleasure she was feeling.

Mina let out a broken moan halfway to becoming a groan when Nayeon pushed the ice cube against her folds and beyond. Her wife’s long fingers accompanied the ice cube inside her, spreading that embracing cold that contrasted so deliciously with the immense heat with which Mina’s inner walls pulsed. It was like having a hurricane inside her; it felt like two forces colliding against each other.

This time, real tears slid down her cheeks, revealing just how overstimulated she felt. The ice inside her vagina didn’t even hurt; it was something different yet at the same time very similar. Mina couldn’t have found the exact words to describe how she felt in that moment, she was too busy doing just that: feeling. Every movement of Nayeon’s fingers, every millimeter of the ice cube, every new pulsation of her walls, Mina could feel it all with overwhelming clarity. It was as if the ice cube in her pussy had awakened a sixth sense in her, making her fully aware of her body.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” Nayeon’s words floated to her from an indeterminate distance, as if the person leaning over her and the one speaking to her were two different people. But her wife was real and was right there with her, on top of her, making her feel wonderful things. Drawing moans and other obscene sounds from her, as if she had spent years studying her anatomy and understanding her body.

The ice cube had melted into a tiny snowflake when Mina felt empty; Nayeon’s fingers stopped exploring her insides for a few agonizing seconds that felt like an eternity to Mina, until her wife pressed another cube inside her. Instantly, that overwhelming icy heat flooded her again; more moans escaped her as she tried to control her emotions, trying to endure the overwhelming rush of sensations that were taking over her body.

Nayeon moved the ice inside her, spreading the cold across all her walls, preventing any single spot from getting used to the contact with the cube. But it wasn’t just that which was driving Mina crazy; her wife’s fingers were also helping to push her a little closer to the edge. Long and slender, Nayeon’s fingers fit perfectly inside Mina, around her neck, or cupping her breasts. It seemed as if Nayeon’s hands were just the right size to fit Mina’s body, as if they had always been meant for each other.

There was a time when Mina felt ashamed to fantasize about Nayeon’s hands. When they were just getting to know each other and there was nothing between them but an exchange of nervous glances and flirtatious smiles, even then Mina had already begun fantasizing about Nayeon’s large hands all over her body. They could never have imagined how much things would change in a few years, ending with Nayeon using those same fingers to push an ice cube into her cunt.

“Is this what you were looking for when you decided to disobey me?” The second ice cube melted, but instead of grabbing a third as Mina would have expected, Nayeon used her fingers to caress the folds of her wife’s pussy.

"Yes-yeeeeeeees!" It might not have been exactly what she had in mind when she decided to separate from Nayeon and go talk to that girl, but it served her ultimate goal just the same: the intoxicating pleasure of having Nayeon on top of her.

Nayeon snorted at her wife’s honest response, but at least she was telling the truth, and that had to be worth something. In any case, admitting her guilt wasn’t going to save her from punishment; Nayeon had already decided that, despite everything, she had to find something positive in all of this. Something more than the heat building between her own legs.

“Maybe I should have invited her over. Maybe that girl would have enjoyed seeing what you're really like.” Nayeon's fingers never stopped caressing Mina's curves as she spat those words at her. "I would have loved to see your reaction when she realized that all that confidence and drive were just a facade. When she heard the pathetic sounds coming out of your mouth.“ Nayeon pressed closer to Mina’s ear. ”I bet you would have enjoyed that… But you can’t have it.“ Nayeon clicked her tongue as she chose her next words. ”You can’t behave like that, like a slut, like a stray bitch in heat. Don’t you know you belong to me? Don’t you know who your owner is?”

“Y-y-y-you!!” Mina sobbed as her wife’s fingers explored her folds. “You’re my owner. You, you, only you.” The control Nayeon exerted over her was intoxicating and clouded her senses, making her forget that she was an independent being with a will of her own and not just a simple pet.

“It’s still not quite clear to me.” Nayeon pulled away from Mina, leaving her bent over the table, her hands still handcuffed and her skin missing Nayeon’s fingers.

A chair scraping across the floor and other sounds she couldn’t identify distracted Mina from her musings. Nayeon was doing something she didn’t dare look at but that would most certainly be part of her next punishment, because it was clear her wife wasn’t done with her yet, that the night was still young.

“Come here.” Nayeon grabbed her by the handcuffs and pulled Mina’s body, forcing her to straighten up. Her shoulders protested as her feet once again took on the full weight of her body. The carpet caressed her feet in a strange way compared to the burning sensation on her buttocks; even her chest and lower back ached a little from having spent so much time bent over the table.

The hand holding the handcuffs let go, and Mina was free to turn around and face Nayeon. There stood her wife, half-naked, wearing only her underwear. A matching set accompanied by thigh-high stockings. The heels and her stern gaze gave her a bearing and presence that someone of her size shouldn’t have.

Mina could do nothing but swallow hard at the sight of her wife, who stood before her, authoritative and stern. Without saying a word, just with her gaze and the tension evident in her body, Nayeon made it clear she was pissed off. The fact that Mina was enjoying the punishment she was inflicting on her irritated and excited her in equal measure.

With parsimony, Nayeon took a seat in the chair she had moved earlier, the one Mina had heard but not seen. In the middle of the dining room, Nayeon picked up an accessory she had never used before and tied it to her left thigh, making sure it was secure and wouldn’t move but also that it wasn’t too tight.

The accessory in question was simple, or it would have been if they didn’t have such a taste for pretty things. It was a piece of leather adorned with lace and smaller leather straps that joined in the center to a ring, which was undoubtedly meant for attaching a toy there. They had bought it a long time ago; it was a handmade piece they had never found the right opportunity to use. It had been sitting in its box at the back of the closet all this time, not even in their toy drawer, until Nayeon decided it was the perfect accessory to wear tonight.

“Since you made me put on a show at the club, now it’s your turn to put one on for me.” Nayeon patted her thigh right next to the harness as if she were patting to call a lapdog, before sliding onto the chair so her butt was right on the edge. The order was clear. Mina knew exactly what she had to do even without Nayeon explaining anything else; she knew what her wife expected.

At least Nayeon had been considerate enough not to put a toy that was too big in the harness, something Mina was grateful for because she didn’t think she could handle anything bigger that night. The earlier punishment, combined with the ice, had taken its toll on her; besides, she was sure the lashes on her thighs would sting once she was in full swing.

Under Nayeon’s watchful gaze, who spread her legs to give her more room, Mina positioned herself directly over the dildo. Her wife leaned back, resting her weight on the chair’s backrest, taking center stage to watch the show she had demanded. She even crossed her arms over her chest to make it clear that Mina would be the one doing all the work, as if she were a stripper entertaining a client who couldn’t touch her. Except that in this case, Nayeon could do whatever she wanted with her if she wanted.

Mina aligned the tip of the toy with her entrance and lowered herself slowly. Instantly, her thighs protested and she felt a burning sensation where the crop had struck, but she didn’t stop. She continued lowering herself until most of the toy was inside her, feeling the shaft as the head parted her swollen lips and then pushed its way between her walls. The cold of the ice cubes was nothing like the phallus now caressing her insides. Both were inert objects, but the toy had a texture and design that offered more stimulation than the flawlessly smooth surface of the cubes.

As if it were routine for her, a kind of repetitive task, Nayeon watched with an indifferent face as Mina impaled herself on the toy. Hiding just how much she was enjoying seeing her wife like this. Obedient, vulnerable, beautiful, Mina was all that and more. Sometimes Nayeon couldn’t believe that behind that kind face and that innocent gaze lay a creature addicted to pleasure, to the indulgences of the flesh, so willing to let herself go like this. That was part of Mina's charm, one the thing that made Nayeon fall in love with her many years ago.

Putting all her will into it, Mina managed to sit on her wife’s thigh, taking the entire length of the toy inside her. Her face said it all; it clearly showed that despite the burning in her ass and having her hands cuffed, she was still feeling pleasure. But that wouldn’t be enough to complete the task Nayeon had set for her. No, she needed more than that to satisfy her wife.

Up until now, she had managed to sit on the toy while letting out only a few sighs, nothing more than that, but once she began to move her hips, it was impossible for her to remain silent. Moans escaped her mouth in time with the back-and-forth motion of her hips, at a slow but steady pace.

If only she could have used her hands for support, Mina would have bounced on the toy, but since they were handcuffed behind her back, all she could do was ride it. She moved back and forth over Nayeon’s thigh in short strokes, arching her back slightly to stay upright as she rode the toy.

The show proved satisfying for Nayeon as her lips curved into a smile. Not too wide, but it revealed the good work Mina was doing, who was now moving in circles, leaning her full weight onto her wife’s thigh. Nayeon couldn’t help herself and placed her hand on Mina’s hip, a simple gesture that made her shiver at the touch.

Then they stared intently at each other. Until now, Mina had avoided it; she didn’t want to feel the overwhelming weight of her wife’s gaze while she rode the toy like a slut, but in reality, there was nothing to be ashamed of. Nayeon was her wife, and in reality, she had already seen her do quite a few humiliating things over the years, and she herself had made her do a few others. That’s why she held her gaze as she panted with her mouth open and moaned occasionally.

The hand on Mina’s hip began its ascent slowly, scratching the skin of her waist on its way up. Leaving shallow marks here and there until it reached Mina’s chest. Her breasts were small and Nayeon’s hands were large; the difference in size meant that Nayeon’s hand could easily cup a breast, cover it with her spread fingers, and squeeze or rub it with her palm. Nayeon's hands were the perfect fitting bra for her wife, a garment she loves to wear often.

Mina bit her lower lip, gasped, and moaned, but she never stopped looking her wife in the eyes. Not when Nayeon moved her palm to cup her breast from the side of her torso, nor when she extended her thumb to stroke Mina’s nipple. She didn’t break eye contact, giving it her all, but she let out more obscene noises when Nayeon pressed her nipple harder, when she began moving her finger in a circular motion, stimulating that highly sensitive area.

Her thighs ached, and the movement made her ass burn, not to mention how her pussy throbbed as it was filled to the hilt by the toy. If before Mina’s fluids had been trickling down her thighs like tears of pleasure, now they were staining the leather straps and Nayeon’s thigh. It would probably leave a stain that would be hard to remove from her wife’s stockings, but who cared? It was all part of the game, of the show they’d put on right in the middle of the dining room.

“N-no.” Mina managed to utter when the stimulation on her nipple ceased. As if tonight she had lost the ability to speak properly, or as if everything that had happened was frying her brain. Causing short circuits that prevented her from forming coherent thoughts and kept her floating on clouds of pleasure. But despite that, the hand resumed its upward path, caressing her chest and then her neck. Grabbing her by the nape of her neck to force her to hold a gaze that she herself was unwilling to break, just to assert dominance. Finally cupping her cheek and caressing her lips with his thumb.

Instinctively, Mina allowed her thumb to slip into her mouth, lost in the pleasure and the urge to put on a show worthy of her punishment, something that would absolve her of the transgression she had committed. This time she did look away; she had to close her eyes to endure the shame of sucking her wife’s finger, as if she hadn’t done it a million times before. Even though Nayeon was the only one who could see her this vulnerable, see her in her true nakedness, and it was she who held the invisible leash around Mina’s neck. Despite all that, Mina couldn’t help but feel like a slut right now.

She had disobeyed on purpose, and now she was paying the price. Riding a dildo on Nayeon’s thigh, with her hands cuffed behind her back, and performing fellatio on her wife’s thumb. Nayeon was surely happy to see her like this, to watch her melt in her hands, under her caresses. To become clay that she could easily mold with little touches of pleasure.

Suddenly, the finger was yanked out of Mina’s mouth, and what happened next made her moan, not with pleasure, but with surprise. Without warning or provocation, Nayeon slapped her with an open palm, using all the strength she could muster. Out of pure instinct, Mina stopped moving her hips and stared at the floor as a new part of her body began to sting from Nayeon’s blows.

“I didn’t give you permission to stop.” Nayeon’s words were biting and sharp, almost as much as the nails on her fingers. With them, she grabbed Mina by the nape of her neck and forced her to look up. “I thought you were enjoying the punishment.”

Instead of coherent words, an unintelligible babble came out of Mina’s mouth, a stream of incoherent sounds that meant nothing but at the same time said it all. Where Nayeon had struck her, the stinging sensation was growing. On her buttocks, her thighs, and now her cheek, her skin was red and burning. But that stinging sensation was delicious and made her pussy grow wetter, its walls closing around the toy with increasing force.

"Are you enjoying it or not?" Another slap echoed through the room and made Mina sob. The pain in her cheek was accompanied by a sense of shame she wasn't used to feeling, at least not like this. This wasn't the kind of embarrassment that made her center tingle, but rather the kind that made her stomach feel sick. Maybe because this time she had gone too fare and actually pissed of Nayeon, but that again aroused her in a strange way. "Tell me."

Nayeon never got to know what Mina’s answer was, but judging by how wet her thigh was getting, it was clear she was enjoying it. Not the slap in her face but the rest. It couldn’t be any other way. Instead of letting her speak, Nayeon chose to slip her thumb back into Mina’s mouth, and Mina immediately wrapped her tongue around the intruding finger. Perhaps as a way to keep the hand pressed against her face and prevent her from slapping her again. The other thing she did was start moving her hips once more, fucking herself with the dildo. Nayeon had made it clear that she wasn’t allowed to stop for anything, not even if she slapped her.

The chair creaked under the combined weight of both of them, amplified by Mina’s movements. Her muscles also protested the constant effort of the motion and having had to support her for so long while she was on the table. Mina was tired but knew she couldn’t stop; she wasn’t allowed to, and she didn’t want to either. She adored Nayeon’s dominant gaze upon her and the way the dildo filled her so well.

Mina’s moans gave way to gasps and sighs. The finger in her mouth prevented her from swallowing, so saliva trickled down the corner of her lips in a thin stream. She was literally drooling with pleasure, in her opinion an almost pornographic act.

Nayeon’s free hand rested on Mina's hip, and stretching out her thumb as she had done before to caress her nipple, Nayeon gently pressed her wife’s clitoris. Far from hindering the movement, the hand only added a new stimulus to the already long list of pleasurable sensations that were taking hold of Mina. A simple touch on a spot that had been ignored all night, a touch that nearly made Mina collapse.

Unable to take it anymore, Mina stuck out her tongue between gasps and moans. Her ragged breathing made her chest rise and fall, while the movement of her hips caused her small breasts to tremble with each new thrust. Nayeon’s thumb on her bundle of nerves intensified the sensations overwhelming her, the electric shocks coursing through her entire body.

A single caress from that mischievous thumb was enough to send Mina over the edge. Her body could take no more, and her walls clenched around the toy as her moans reached a new peak in volume. Judging by the way Mina’s body moved on its own, anyone would have thought she wasn’t enjoying it, but every last fiber of her being was collapsing in pleasure. Contracting, driven by the electric sensations emanating from her core and coursing through her entire being.

Her hips stopped moving rhythmically, and instead, a convulsive tremor took hold of them. If it hadn’t been for the hand holding her face, Mina would have collapsed and ended up on the floor; since her hands were handcuffed, there was no other point of support for her besides Nayeon’s hands.

For a moment, the world around Mina transformed into a whirlwind of blurry shapes and dancing lights. She felt everything around her spinning as if she were drunk, but it was a different kind of intoxication than that of alcohol. Pleasure had taken hold of her and clouded her senses; Nayeon’s hands, rather than preventing her from falling to the floor, kept her connected to the world. The touch of her wife was the only thing real to her right now; not even the burning sensation on her buttocks seemed to matter anymore. As if it had never really happened, as if all that punishment were part of a distant reality, from another world.

Between spasms and sobs, Nayeon guided Mina’s body toward her own. Still sitting on her thigh, she let Mina rest her head on her shoulder and stroked the hair at the nape of her neck, whispering something so softly that Mina could barely make out what she was saying. It was something only they shared, isolated from the rest of the world by a connection that nothing could break. Not even Mina's disobedience.

The sweet scent of Mina’s perfume flooded Nayeon’s nostrils. Combined with the smell of sweat, dried tears, and the scent of her arousal, it was a drug far too addictive. One that seeped into her lungs and wreaked havoc on her being. Saliva stained Nayeon’s shoulder, but that was nothing compared to the stain of nectar on her thigh, a stain that had likely ruined the stockings she was wearing. A small price to pay for the spectacle she had witnessed and for teaching Mina a lesson.

Mina sobbed softly on her wife’s shoulder; it was the way her body had reacted to so much stimulation in so many different ways. Tears ran gently down Nayeon’s back, leaving trails in their wake until they vanished who knows where, while the burning sensation on Mina’s skin slowly returned. Suddenly, she became aware again of the punishment she had received, and her body protested with a longer sob. Rubbing her face against her wife’s skin, she let herself go completely and collapsed into the arms of the woman holding her.

The world around Mina was slowly starting to make sense again. Her head wasn’t spinning anymore, that was an improvement, but she felt pain here and there. The first discomfort she became aware of was a burning sensation on her buttocks; the skin there still throbbed and gave off a bit of heat. When she tried to rub her buttocks to ease the discomfort, she noticed that her shoulders and wrists were sore too.

A beam of light was filtering through the bedroom curtain, indicating that dawn had broken, but Mina had no idea what time it was or how she’d gotten there. It had definitely been Nayeon who’d carried her to her bed; it couldn’t have been anyone else. She had also cleaned her private parts, put the top of her pajamas on her, and covered her up. Of course it had been Nayeon who did all that, but now there was no sign of her in the room. Only the crumpled sheets and the disheveled pillows told Mina that her wife had indeed slept in the same bed as her.

Footsteps approached down the hallway with a carefree rhythm, telling Mina that was where her wife was. A few moments later, Nayeon opened the door and entered the room looking completely different from how Mina had last seen her. The lingerie, heels, and stockings had given way to slippers, pink pajamas with bunnies printed all over them, and large, thin-framed glasses. The night before, Nayeon had worn her hair perfectly styled with not a single strand out of place; now she wore it tied in a messy bun with a few loose strands hanging down. The glamorous woman who had done all those things to Mina last night and the one now looking at her from the doorway seemed like two different people; no one would have imagined they were the same person.

“Look who finally woke up.” Nayeon hurried to climb into bed and kiss her wife on the cheek. Not the check she slapped the night before but the other. “How did you sleep?” she asked, turning to grab something from the nightstand.

“I don’t know. Fine, I guess.” The truth was that Mina felt sore but at the same time as if she’d slept for an eternity.

“I suppose so.” Nayeon turned around, holding a small aluminum jar in her hand and with a smile on her face. Mina’s heart skipped a beat when she saw her wife’s bunny teeth. “You even snored while you slept.”

“That’s not true, you know I don’t snore,” protested an indignant Mina as Nayeon lifted the sheets to reveal her butt.

“Mina, we’ve had this conversation hundreds of times.” Nayeon opened the jar and stuck her fingers in to scoop out a clear, firm substance. The same fingers she’d used the night before to shove an ice cube into her wife’s cunt.

Mina’s response to that terrible accusation never came; instead, a hiss escaped her involuntarily when Nayeon smeared the ointment on her butt. The sensation was refreshing and immediately soothed the burning, but the temperature difference between her skin and the ointment gave her occasional chills.

Mina crossed her arms under the pillow and rested her head there while her wife applied the ointment all over her buttocks and part of her thighs. Everywhere the whip had struck, with the exception of her folds, was covered by the substance. Soon the burning sensation was gone, and the discomfort was almost imperceptible as well. Only that strange sensation in her shoulders remained, but that was something Mina could endure.

“What do you want for breakfast?” Nayeon asked as she absentmindedly screwed the lid back on the jar.

“Mmmmmnnnnn… How about you get in bed with me and we sleep until it’s time for lunch?” Mina pouted in a way that would have melted the heart of even the most evil and indifferent person on the planet. Obviously, Nayeon wasn’t that person, and she instantly succumbed to her wife’s charms.

“Only if you hug me.” The room filled with their giggles as Nayeon made herself comfortable in the bed and Mina moved closer to hug her around the waist.

A/N: Kudos to kai because... They know why.