Chapter 24
My heart pounds, and my stomach churns.
His eyes show not even a hint of mercy, and they look ready to devour me.
You're the one at fault for recording something like that in the first place.
You're the one at fault for sneaking into someone else's house while acting like the most pitiful person in the world.
I had more than enough to say in rebuttal,
but my lips were trembling so hard that I couldn't get the words out properly.
“Uh, u, um⋯mmph⋯, mngh⋯.”
When my lips refuse to open, he crudely ravishes my tongue as if in anger.
I've already felt several times that when Kang Ju-hyeok ravages my body, I can never pull him away.
His obscene tongue catches and binds my fleeing tongue, toying with it.
I'd never even had my first kiss with a man.
Much to my frustration, I have to admit that he's skilled at kissing.
“Pff⋯, haa⋯.”
“⋯Answer me. Why did you touch it?”
It's vicious, too, the way he forces his voice into my ear the moment he releases my tongue.
Even something that would send shivers down my spine if an incredibly handsome man did it is terrifying when whispered by someone with a face that makes it seem entirely plausible that he killed someone.
I'm scared.
If I don't answer, he might lock me up and rape me until I die.
It makes no sense, but that instinctive fear keeps tormenting me.
“Haa, th-that⋯.”
“Don't want to answer?”
“No, I mean, it's⋯.”
It's obvious that he's the one in the wrong.
Why am I the one trembling and begging for forgiveness and mercy?
My mind tells me to point it out boldly and kick a man like him away, but my body is too terrified to move.
“You don't want to answer⋯. Fine. I understand.”
“Ah, wait, wait⋯!”
He grabs me, supports my butt with one hand, and rubs the glans against my entrance as before.
The sticky, squelching thing is gradually sucked inside me, but my foolish mucous membranes don't push it away; instead, they gush fluid and welcome it.
“If you did wrong but don't want to turn yourself in, you have to be punished. Right?”
Only a single rubber membrane has disappeared, yet my waist trembles at the utterly different resistance from before, and his penis burrows between my labia with wet, squelching sounds.
I'm full.
Inside me,
with his filthy thing.
“Wait, ngh⋯! Stop, pull it ouuut⋯!”
“⋯Why would I listen to a thief?”
I want to stand up somehow, but my legs are wrapped around his waist.
Even when I try to pry myself loose, I can't make my muscles work.
The arm that is the only thing supporting me gradually relaxes, slowly forcing that filthy thing inside.
It should be dirty, unpleasant, repulsive, and disgusting, but the terrible pleasure I felt yesterday keeps resurfacing and heating my body.
“Pull it ooout, who are you calling a thiefhh!”
“If it isn't theft, then answer me. Why did you touch someone else's phone?”
“Hahk⋯, th-that was, to delete the recording⋯.”
“Why delete someone else's valuable evidence? Were you going to report me? Is that destruction of evidence?”
“Nooo⋯!”
I answered honestly because I wanted to smooth things over somehow, but of course Kang Ju-hyeok had no intention of forgiving me.
He relaxes his arm a little more and pushes his penis, still without even a condom, wetly inside me.
The unpleasant pleasure spreading through my whole body as it scrapes against my vaginal walls makes my head spin.
“If not, then what was it? Did you hate having sex with me that much?”
“No, that's not it⋯.”
“⋯I told you not to lie. Tell me honestly. Honestly. Who's going to eat you?”
“You, you bastard, ngh⋯.”
Even as he's already devouring me, his shamelessly provocative tongue expertly ravages my mouth.
How many times has this happened now? I can't even remember anymore.
I don't even have the presence of mind to care about the filthy way he ravages my tongue.
I'm too afraid of what will happen if he lets all the strength out of his arm like this,
because it frightens me so much.
I can't think of anything.
“Pffhaa⋯, hngh⋯, Kang, Kang Ju-hyeok⋯.”
“Tell me honestly. Why did you delete it?”
“Because, because I thought you'd blackmail me⋯.”
“Blackmail? Why would I blackmail you? ⋯You spread your legs so willingly even without me blackmailing you.”
“You, you son of a—ngh⋯!”
His hand draws closer and closer to his thigh, while my entrance mindlessly accepts his thing without regard for what I want.
If it hurt enough to feel like I was going to die, I could at least scream, but because of his repulsive hand slowly pushing it in, the pain doesn't hit me all at once.
Only the pressure gradually building in my abdomen keeps reducing me to helplessness.
“Still, since you answered well, I'll give you a reward. Stick out your tongue.”
“That shit—mmph⋯. Slurp, chu⋯.”
By now, I no longer have the strength to escape the tongue that naturally tastes the inside of my mouth before leaving.
When I close my mouth, breathing becomes so difficult that even shutting him out is hard.
Because he has sucked at it as he pleased, there is now more of his saliva in my mouth than mine.
Unable to spit out that filthy fluid, when he relaxes his arm again, I have no choice but to swallow it.
I press my pounding chest against his, and my buttocks touch his thigh.
In the end, it is shoved all the way inside.
That thing symbolizing his masculinity.
I take all of it into the place symbolizing my femininity.
“Hek⋯, hek⋯.”
“⋯I haven't put it all the way in yet, Ha-eun.”
“What⋯.”
But,
Kang Ju-hyeok keeps making strange remarks.
This should be the end.
It shouldn't be possible for this to get any stranger.
My stomach throbs so painfully that I can't even squirm, yet he whispers something strange while painfully gripping and pinching my butt.
He lifts me like that, pulls his cock out slightly, then lets me drop again⋯,
“Daah⋯.”
“Ngh⋯! Ooh⋯, stop, stooop⋯!”
“I told you. I said I'd forgive you if you kissed me.”
“Hek, he⋯, I did, you did it so damn many times⋯.”
“You told me to. You did.”
“Yeah, mmph⋯.”
When he lifts my body again, I press myself against him and desperately lick his tongue.
I wiggle my toes with all my might even though they have no strength, craving his lips.
This can't happen.
It really can't.
I'll be ruined.
I never want to feel that sensation again—the feeling of my insides being crushed and my breath catching in my throat.
No matter how filthy, dirty, and disgusting it is, kissing is better.
This is better.
“Bhaa⋯, hahk, a little, a little more, put it in⋯.”
“If you answer well, I'll give your body a break.”
“What is it⋯?”
“You don't hate me?”
“Huh⋯?”
“I asked if you hate me. Do you find me disgusting and want to kill me?”
“⋯.”
“Answer honestly. ⋯Or should I relax my arm?”
“I-I hate you, I fucking hate you! You're disgusting, I wanna kill youuu⋯!”
“⋯Then kiss me. Hurry.”
“Yeah, chu⋯.”
I honestly confess my feelings and cling to him.
I fucking hate him, find him disgusting, and want to kill him.
But if I don't swallow that man's saliva down my throat, I can't endure this.
I have to rub the breasts everyone stared at every day without fail against him.
This isn't because his c⋯cock feels good.
If I don't do this,
this bastard will keep fucking me all the way through⋯!
“Pffhe⋯, hee⋯.”
“⋯If you answer well again, I'll stop like this. Got it?”
“Yes, mmh⋯!”
“You've never had sex with a man before, right?”
“⋯Yes, ngh⋯!”
I hate Kang Ju-hyeok even more when he relaxes his arm after I answer honestly than when he asks such vulgar questions.
I've seen plenty of people whose heads are filled with nothing but that sort of thing,
but I've never met anyone who lorded it over me and toyed with me from beginning to end.
“I told you to be honest. Did you forget that we had sex yesterday?”
“Ah, yes⋯! I did, I had sex with you. My first time, with you⋯.”
“Right. How was it?”
“What, what was⋯?”
“How did it feel when a man you'd had a huge fight with repeatedly fucked your pussy and took your virginity?”
“⋯It, it felt good, ngh⋯! I was honest, I told you it felt good⋯!”
“Oh, really? I thought you were lying. Of course. I've never seen anyone feel pleasure from the very beginning.”
“I mean it, I really do⋯! I told you, it felt, felt good, that⋯.”
“⋯Exactly where?”
“My pu⋯, my pussy, and when you touched my clit⋯.”
“What did I shove into you?”
“⋯⋯.”
I hate him so much for forcing even words I absolutely don't want to say out of my mouth that I choose to block his lips instead of answering.
I wrap my arms around the back of his neck and, acting coy, spit my saliva into his mouth, the opposite of before.
But as if my tongue play is clumsy, he skillfully forces my tongue back out and leans back slightly, moving away from me.
“No matter how much you want to kiss me, answer first. Ha-eun.”
“⋯Ngh, ah, I will, I will! Your cock, your cock felt good⋯!”
“If you liked it that much, you should've said so sooner. ⋯Now you can kiss me.”
I say the words I never wanted to utter in front of a man like this, then let his tongue wash the sticky, filthy inside of my mouth clean.
This is dirty too, of course, but it is a little less dirty than me, who uttered vulgar words because I was afraid of nothing more than a cock.
It is less dirty than me, who rubs my large breasts against a man and desperately begs for kisses.
“Hahk, haa⋯, stop, take it out soon⋯!”
“I still have a lot to ask you, and you're already asking me to pull out?”
“You, youu, you're going to cum⋯! I can't take it, reallyyy⋯.”
“What, is it a dangerous day? Can't I come inside?”
“No, seriously! I'm not joking, really, stop, stop, just stop⋯!”
At the end of my filthy, desperate cries, he seemed to ponder for a moment, then lifted me upright and pulled his cock out with a pop.
When that thick, long thing tormenting me inside finally came out, breathing became a little easier, but my heart was still pounding.
As the strength supporting me disappeared, my legs had no energy even to squat and slowly crumpled, and I collapsed onto his chest.
After stroking me a few times like that, he grabbed me by the hair, lifted my head, and spoke with a tender look in his eyes.
“⋯I stopped as you wanted, so will you do me a favor?”
“⋯.”
“Suck my cock. Don't use your teeth; take it into your mouth and suck every inch.”
Such truly cruel words.
In a way that makes it impossible for me to refuse.
He says them with a broad, beaming smile.
⋯The first man's cock I'd ever taken into my mouth,
Kang Ju-hyeok's cum,
tasted dirty, fishy, disgusting, and nauseating.
He spared me from having to swallow it,
so much so that I almost felt grateful.