The haze of pleasure that had enveloped Seo-yeon was beginning to lift, just enough for her to become aware of sounds beyond her own gasping breaths and muffled moans. At first, the noises were indistinct—faint whispers, the rustle of clothing, soft sounds of pleasure that could have been anything. But as her mind cleared slightly, the sounds became more recognizable.
Sex. Someone was having sex nearby, the sounds of passion unmistakable even through her blindfold and gag.
The realization made her nervous, her body tensing as she tried to make sense of what she was hearing. Who was there? How many people? What were they doing? The uncertainty was both terrifying and oddly arousing, adding a new layer of complexity to the overwhelming sensations already flooding her body.
