"Like this tweet and you may win a vacation to Korea as a YG Entertainment guest, spending time with LaLisa behind the scenes!" You liked that post without giving it much thought, but here you are, on a plane to Seoul.

After a very long plane ride you land and you check in at the hotel. It's barely 10PM but you're so tired you immediately fall asleep.

You are woken up by the room's phone ringing, you pick up: "Good morning sir, please come the the hall, a taxi from YG is waiting for you." You quickly dress up and rush downstairs. You get on the car and next thing you know, you're standing below the YG studios.

You feel so out of place but you are along for the ride. After following the man who drove you there through many elevators, he stops and points at a door, letting you go in while he starts walking back towards the entrance.

The sound of the door slamming behind you alerts Lisa, who turns her head around to see you.

"...hi!"

She seems surprised by your presence, but she quickly composes herself and turns around fully to look at you.

"Sorry for the awkwardness, but I didn't expect the contest winner to be someone like you! Usually it's some teenage girl, you know. But no worries, let's have a fun day together!"

"I'll tell you how it will work." "Usually the dance coach sits here and watches me rehearse for videos and concerts, looking at me through this glass. It's actually a one way mirror, this way I can look at myself while dancing on that side of the room, and he can watch me at the same time, it's easier for both to spots mistakes this way. Unfortunately this means I can't see him, so to communicate, in case he needs to tell me something, we usually wear these earpieces."

"You will take on his role today, I don't expect you to spot my mistakes or anything, but you can enjoy the show and if you need to call me for anything, speak into the earpiece and I'll answer you or come back here, okay?"

You nod and sit on the chair, wearing the headphones and turning on the microphone, while she starts walking to the dance room.

She makes a complete switch once getting into the dance room. The giggly Lisa you just met seems gone and replaced the most serious and focused dancer in the world.

She starts stretching and looking at herself in the mirror, adjusting her clothes and hair. You can't help but stare at her figure from top to bottom, her smooth long legs and her tight waist and ass completely grab your attention.

start rubbing through your pants for 1 minute

While trying different songs she changes outfits and wigs, switching from a baggy fit to a much more revealing dress. As you imagine how good it would feel to finish on her fit stomach, you put your hand in your pants and start jerking off without pulling it out.

stroke normally for 1 minute

As she keeps dancing you get the impression that she's looking directly at you instead of her reflection. You're probably just paranoid, but you can't contain yourself at this point.

As you imagine her tight pussy around your cock, your grip tightens and you stroke quickly, still without pulling it out of your pants.

stroke 50 times fast and tight

As the song ends, she stops the dance and starts walking back towards your room. You take your hand out of your pants and recompose yourself as she walks back in.

"All good here?" She smirks. "I've been going for a while there and you haven't said a word!"

You're taken aback and can't reply with anything other than an awkward laugh.

She stops smiling and gets serious again, looking at you straight in the eyes. "Listen, I can't believe someone would actually fall for it, but that "one way mirror" is a simple glass. I watched you touch yourself while staring at me the whole time. On top of that I could hear you moaning through the mic! What the fuck were you thinking?"

"Should I call someone? My security? The police?"

You're panicking. You try to apologize and telling her you're going to leave, but she bursts out laughing while putting the phone down.

"Hahaha don't worry I'm just joking... lucky for you I can get really horny in these situations. You know, YG doesn't allow us to have boyfriends, they say they would ruin our public image. So we have to hide any fuckbuddy, or more often, make do between us girls. I don't mind that most of the time, but sometimes I just need a dick you know."

"Don't get any weird ideas, though, you are not gonna fuck me, but I can still have some fun with you."

She walks back to the dance room.

She doesn't hide it anymore, this time she locks eyes with you.

"Can you hear me?"

Her voice is clear in your headphone. You nod.

"Good, let's do this properly than: squeeze your balls 3 times, then grab your dick and rub it all over your other hand and arm for 1 minute, as you imagine rubbing it all over my body."