The Road Not Taken – Jung Seo-yeon

Lee Han walked down the hallway again and got on the elevator. His reflection in the cold metal wall was emotionless. As the numbers went up, his eyes grew darker.

Lee Han, who got off the elevator, walked towards a room without hesitation. Standing in front of the door, he listened for a moment. The corners of his lips lifted slightly at the sound coming from beyond the door.

The moment he carefully opened the door, a thick smell stung Lee Han’s nose. A mixture of alcohol, cigarettes, and a fishy smell of semen filled the room. The smell penetrated deep into Lee Han’s lungs, but his expression remained unchanged.

Lee Han’s gaze slowly scanned the surroundings as he took a step into the room. Naked men were tilting their glasses and spouting lewd remarks towards one bed. Their eyes were full of desire, and saliva was dripping from their mouths.

Lee Han’s gaze turned to the bed. There was Jung Seo-yeon. Her once elegant and dignified appearance was nowhere to be found, and she seemed to have been reduced to a lump of desire. Two men were attached to her front and back, moving their bodies roughly.

Jung Seo-yeon’s entire body was like someone had scribbled chaotically on a white canvas. New semen flowed down over the dried semen marks, creating a bizarre pattern. A constant moan flowed from her mouth.

“Ah… more… harder…”

Her voice was hoarse, but the desire within it was still intense. No pain or suffering could be found on Jung Seo-yeon’s face. Rather, her eyes were glazed over with ecstasy, and a faint smile lingered around her lips.

Soon after, the men attached to her front and back reached their climax. With their rough breathing, Jung Seo-yeon’s body was covered in new semen. When the act was over, Jung Seo-yeon collapsed powerlessly on the bed. Her eyes were half-closed and unfocused, and a thin groan escaped from her mouth.

The men left Jung Seo-yeon alone and started chatting while smoking or drinking. Their laughter and conversation filled the room, but Jung Seo-yeon did not react to the sound. She seemed to be lost in a deep dream.

Fishy semen slowly flowed from Jung Seo-yeon’s mouth. It continued to flow from her lower body as well. The bed sheets were already wet, and the stain was getting wider and wider.

A man with a sturdy physique approached Lee Han. His eyes shone with excitement and satisfaction.

“Lee Director, where did you get this kind of merchandise? It’s amazing. We’re going to get tired first.”

His voice was filled with admiration and curiosity. Lee Han answered with a soft smile.

“Are you satisfied?”

The man patted Lee Han on the shoulder in a friendly manner. A satisfied smile spread across his face.

“Of course. I’m looking forward to the next time.”

He finished speaking and approached Jung Seo-yeon again. His eyes were still full of desire.

The man laid Jung Seo-yeon straight on the bed. His foot gently pressed down on her lower abdomen. At that moment, white semen overflowed from Jung Seo-yeon’s body with a sticky sound. A strange moan escaped from her mouth, and her body twitched unconsciously. Jung Seo-yeon’s eyes were half-closed and unfocused, but the flame of desire was still burning within them.

The man lying on the bed pulled Jung Seo-yeon onto him. His touch was rough and full of desire. Jung Seo-yeon’s body moved mechanically according to his touch. Her eyes were blankly staring at the ceiling, but the flame of desire was still burning within them.

As the man roughly inserted himself into her vagina, a moan of pleasure burst from Jung Seo-yeon’s mouth. The sound filled the room, further stimulating the desires of the other men around her. Jung Seo-yeon’s whole body trembled as if in convulsions. Her muscles repeatedly tensed and relaxed.

Her once elegant and noble appearance was nowhere to be found. All that remained of Jung Seo-yeon now was a figure engrossed only in physical pleasure. Complex emotions crossed her face. Shame, pleasure, fear, and even a sense of liberation somewhere. All those emotions mixed together to create a bizarre expression.

Jung Seo-yeon’s hands desperately gripped the man’s back. Her fingernails dug into the man’s skin, but the man didn’t care. Rather, the pain seemed to stimulate his desire even more. Moans continued to flow from Jung Seo-yeon’s mouth. Sometimes it sounded like a painful moan, but soon it turned into a cry of pleasure.

Another man approached. His eyes were full of desire, and a greedy smile lingered around his lips. As he roughly pushed himself into Jung Seo-yeon’s anus, Jung Seo-yeon let out a sound that was somewhere between a gasp and a scream.

The initial sharp scream soon turned into a dull moan. Jung Seo-yeon’s body swayed like a doll between the two men. Her muscles were extremely tense, and her whole body was covered in sweat.

A bizarre expression mixed with pain and pleasure lingered on Jung Seo-yeon’s face. Her eyes were wide open, staring at the air, but her focus was completely blurred. Saliva dripped from her mouth, and fragments of words flowed out from time to time along with her moans.

The two men’s movements became more and more violent. The skin on Jung Seo-yeon’s body, caught in their grasp, turned red, and bruises began to appear in places. But Jung Seo-yeon didn’t seem to feel any more pain.

Jung Seo-yeon’s body convulsed constantly. Moans continued to flow from her mouth. Sometimes it sounded like a painful moan, but soon it turned into a cry of pleasure. Her eyes were blankly staring at the air, but the flame of desire was still burning within them.

A third man stood in front of Jung Seo-yeon’s face. His eyes were full of desire, and a strange smile lingered around his lips. Jung Seo-yeon instinctively opened her mouth. Her movements were mechanical, but at the same time, they seemed desperate. Jung Seo-yeon’s appearance, eagerly accepting him, was so different from her once dignified self.

The room was filled with all sorts of sounds. Rough breathing, moans, and the creaking of the bed were mixed together. The sounds echoed like a symphony from hell. The sound of flesh hitting flesh, and Jung Seo-yeon’s intermittent moans were added on top of that.

The other men around watched the scene with interest, waiting for their turn. Their eyes gleamed like those of hungry wolves, and saliva dripped from their mouths. Vulgar jokes flowed from their mouths without ceasing.

Jung Seo-yeon’s body trembled as if in convulsions. Her muscles repeatedly tensed and relaxed. A long moan escaped from her mouth. The sound sounded like the cry of a wild animal. All eyes in the room were focused on her at that primitive and instinctive sound.

Jung Seo-yeon’s face was distorted with ecstasy. Her eyes widened and then slowly closed. It seemed that nothing was left in those eyes now. Only emptiness and desire were full. A faint smile lingered around her lips. The smile seemed almost insane.

The three men’s movements became more and more violent. Their breathing became rough, and beads of sweat flowed down their bodies. Jung Seo-yeon’s body swayed helplessly between them. She looked like a leaf in a storm.

Suddenly, Jung Seo-yeon’s body stiffened. Her back arched like a bow, and a long, sharp scream burst from her mouth. The sound filled the room, further stimulating the desires of the other men.

With Jung Seo-yeon’s climax, the three men also reached their climax almost simultaneously. Their moans were mixed with Jung Seo-yeon’s screams. The air in the room became heavier, and a fishy smell vibrated.

After everything was over, Jung Seo-yeon collapsed powerlessly on the bed. Her body was still trembling slightly. Saliva and other liquids were mixed together and flowed from her mouth. Her eyes were half-closed and unfocused.

The men in the room looked at each other with satisfied expressions. Their eyes held a sense of victory and, at the same time, a barbaric desire. They looked like predators who had succeeded in hunting.

After a while, new men who were around slowly approached Jung Seo-yeon. Their eyes gleamed with desire, and a greedy smile lingered around their lips. Jung Seo-yeon was still lying powerlessly on the bed, but her body began to tremble instinctively.

The air in the room became heavy once again. Everyone’s breathing became rough, mixed with tension and desire. The new men’s hands began to explore Jung Seo-yeon’s body, and her body began to move once again to satisfy their desires.

Lee Han slowly turned his body and walked towards the door. His steps were neither heavy nor light. He was as calm as a person leaving work after finishing his daily tasks.

Just before opening the door, Lee Han looked back one last time. At that moment, his gaze met Jung Seo-yeon’s eyes. Her once proud and confident gaze had completely disappeared. Instead, there was a mixture of emptiness, desire, and deep despair.

Jung Seo-yeon’s pupils were blurred, but a subtle recognition of Lee Han flashed within them. But it was momentary, and soon it was covered again by the fog of desire.

There was no change in Lee Han’s expression. There was no joy of victory, no sympathy, no guilt in his eyes. Only cold indifference was present. He scanned Jung Seo-yeon one last time with eyes as if looking at a toy he had lost interest in.

The noise, smell, and appearance of Jung Seo-yeon in the room had no effect on Lee Han. He opened the door without showing any regrets or leaving any traces of emotion.

As the door opened, the cold air of the hallway seeped into the room. At that moment, the sound in the room became louder, and then faded away again as the door closed. Lee Han stood in the hallway. The door was completely closed behind him, and with it, Jung Seo-yeon’s fate was sealed.

Lee Han stood there for a moment, taking a deep breath in and out. No emotion could still be read on his face. He looked at the door one last time. And then he walked down the hallway as if nothing had happened.