Chapter 43
He clamps a hand over my mouth,
Thump, thump,
and, turning into a rutting mass of lust, crushes me beneath him.
“Mmph, br… u…. Pwah…, haa….”
He gives me only a brief moment to inhale, then seals my little lips with that thick, hard hand.
So I can't answer anything.
So that the pressure of being crushed beneath him starts to feel natural.
“I love you, fuck…. Ah. Seo Ha-eun. You crazy bitch….”
“Mmph…!”
Looking down at me with lust-filled eyes while I am unable to speak, he rapidly thrusts his cock into me.
Starting shallow, then going little by little deeper.
Even flipping over the blanket and making it creak.
“Actually, I've wanted to fuck you so damn badly for years. Your tits are insane, and you're the director's daughter, right? Huh? If I dated you, I'd be able to stay with the team no matter what.”
“Mmmph…!”
As he thrusts his slick, slippery cock into me, he taunts me.
No matter how much I scream or try to push him away, I can't form the words properly.
Twisting my body and trying to kick him does nothing.
My spread legs,
and my pussy, which his vicious cock is stabbing into,
can't close.
“Then I got cut from the team and changed my mind, you know? But now that I've fucked you again, I remember how I felt back then. Ha-eun. If I'd known you'd spread this easily, I'd have made a move on you sooner. Right?”
“P, p… haa…, let me go, let me go…!”
A genuine human smile I'd never seen on him before.
An unadorned expression that hid nothing of what he wanted.
But in that face I was seeing for the first time,
I felt a more horrific fear than ever before.
“…If you say I can come inside you, I'll pull out for a moment. How about it?”
“I said nooo…!”
The breathy voice of a man genuinely intent on making me fall apart rapes my brain.
Fall, fall.
Whether I fall away, terrified by the pain,
or am forced to jump into pleasure.
“I love you, fuck…, Seo Ha-eun….”
“I said pull out…!”
Squelch, squelch.
Smack, smack.
As his flesh slaps against mine, he pulls me toward him from the edge of the cliff.
To a place I can never return from.
Press, press.
He crushes me down into the swamp.
“Mmph…, chu… ha-eu…, pwah, let…! Mmph…!”
He smears filthy saliva over my lips until they swell.
He mixes in that fresh toothpaste scent until my tongue goes numb.
He never stops thrusting, rubbing hard only at the places that make my body tremble until my pussy goes numb.
“Haa, nn…, let me go, pull out…! Really, no, no…!”
“It’s okay. …There’s no problem.”
The voice of a male intent on truly destroying the woman named Seo Ha-eun.
That scorching heat of wanting to mark me as his own.
A future I'd never once imagined takes shape with such vividness
that my whole body trembles and my hands and feet tingle.
“It’s okay. If we keep uploading videos steadily for ten months without hiding it, the views will fucking skyrocket. Money won’t be a problem. It’s okay….”
“Hey, you crazy…! Let me goaa……!”
But he draws a horrifying future I'd never even imagined over my mind.
I thought even a piece-of-shit like Kang Ju-hyeok wouldn't go that far.
I'm a woman who's useful for you to exploit.
If I get ruined, it'll cause trouble for you too.
So why….
Why…!
“I told you, it’s okay.”
“What’s okay, what’s okaaay…, nngh…!”
“I said I’m okay, ah, fuck….”
“No, nooo…!”
But all he can think about is releasing his desire,
and every time he thrusts his cock in, his face goes hazy with pleasure.
As if he were imitating someone.
As if he were about to spill it at any moment.
He leaves my heart teetering on thin ice.
“No, really, really. I’m sorry, so… ngh, pull out. You can’t come inside me…!”
“…Then apologize properly while spreading your pussy open. Then I won’t come inside.”
“Sorry, I’m sorry…, I’m sorry. I apologize, I’m so sorry…! Uu….”
Instead of my pussy, crushed beneath him so I can't even touch it, I rake my nails down his back,
again and again,
and offer him a humiliating apology,
“Stick out your tongue too. …Hurry.”
“Mmph, nn…, chu….”
Sticking out my tongue lewdly,
I fawn over the man raping me,
“…Mmph…! Mmph…, nngh…, hnn……”
he,
shaking violently as he pours out all his desire,
never lets the clinging mucous membranes separate even a little.
My ears are deafened by the surging pleasure, so I can't hear anything,
but his cock writhing inside me feels scorching hot.
“…Pwahaa…, haa…. Ah….”
Having horribly defiled me,
even after spilling all his desire, he waited a long while before releasing my lips,
then, with a smile that could not look happier,
he began leaving little kisses
all over my body, leaving lip marks.
“Haa…, haa….”
“…It didn't hurt, did it?”
“You….”
I want to sob, but even tears won't come.
My heart has been defiled to its very depths by him, and I don't even want to move a finger.
…Because I took inside me the semen of the man I hate most in the world
inside my body.
On the most dangerous day.
So much of it.
Spurt, spurt.
“You, you……”
“I told you, it’s okay.”
“I said you couldn’t, didn’t I….”
I don't even have the strength to blame him.
Because there's no way this is the end.
This man,
even after ejaculating messily inside a woman who might get pregnant right now,
is a psychopath who merely grins in pleasure.
“I told you, it’s okay. You just have to take good care of your body. Ah, do you want to go on a variety show too? A former baseball player with a great body and an idol noona who looks as fuckable as you could probably land a parenting show or something. I know a senior who went on one.”
“Don’t say such fucked-up shit, you crazy bastard…!”
“Why? I’m a good cook too, so I might be pretty popular. You’ll be popular just from the way you look. And if we go on, your YouTube will do even better. …A pregnant guitarist YouTuber, or a married guitarist YouTuber.”
“You fucking…, bastard….”
…No.
This man wasn't merely crazed with lust.
He hates me so, so much,
despises me,
and wants revenge.
He wants to dye me in his own colors.
He raped me with every kind of lie and performance mixed in,
and now he's trying to get me pregnant too.
Because of me,
because my father ruined his life,
he wants to ruin me too.
“Why are you cursing while crying? Stop crying. Hush.”
“Don’t touch me, you fucking crazy dog, psycho….”
“Calm down, calm down.”
After crushing me all the way to the bottom, he strokes me with a gentleness sickening in its tenderness.
He pulls out the cock he thrust into me so mercilessly earlier,
and plays delicately with me, nibbling my thin ear.
With motions that do anything but calm me, instead stoking my arousal.
He keeps tormenting me without pause beneath the overturned blanket.
Until I sink to the bottom of the swamp.
So I can never rise above the surface.
“Haa…, fuck, bastaaard….”
“…Ha-eun. Stop crying. Want to see this?”
“What is it…?”
But he,
after shoving me down to the bottom of the swamp,
pulls me back up with his own hand
and holds an inflated rubber membrane right in front of my eyes.
“What is this…?”
“I told you I wouldn’t come inside if you apologized.”
A condom filled to the brim with thick semen.
There was no need to know when he'd filled it.
Though he still had me pinned down so I couldn't touch it,
the thing that should have flowed out of me hadn't.
“You, you….”
“…Why do you look so disappointed? Want me to really come inside this time?”
“You…!”
This should clearly be something to be happy about.
But unlike my body, which has merely gotten a little dirty,
my heart, already defiled in every corner, has not become clean at all.
I'm furious to my toes that he toyed with me,
and relieved to the tips of my hair that he kept his promise.
“How could you fall for it so easily just because I put on a little lube, Ha-eun?”
“You fucking bastard….”
I hate my body for relaxing so completely after being brutally raped.
“You fucking bastard….”
I hate it, but I can't resent it.
I scrubbed that horrifying future away with an eraser,
so I have no choice but to feel relieved.
“Were you that scared?”
“Scared, I was scared, of course, you fucking Kang Ju-hyeok bastard!”
…Yeah, this man,
wants to play with me,
wants me to submit,
but has no intention of ruining me.
“Ah, you’re fucking adorable. You stick your tongue out with that face like your whole life is over. Your whole body’s trembling like crazy while you enjoy it, huh?”
“I don’t know, you bastard, haa, haa….”
While whining and throwing a tantrum in a plaintive voice, I expel all the anxiety that had filled my chest.
Fear,
terror,
anxiety,
I don't feel any of it anymore.
The anger and sense of betrayal remain, but there’s no point spitting them out when he’s not the kind of person who’d listen anyway.
“…You’re fucking sexy, Ha-eun.”
Smiling broadly as he torments me, I can vaguely understand him.
The sincerity in his eyes earlier had not been a lie.
His desire to spill a huge load inside me
and get me pregnant was not something I had misunderstood either.
“Shut up, you bastard…, I know that too….”
…Kang Ju-hyeok wants to
make me submit by any means.
Whether I kneel out of fear,
cling to him crazed with pleasure,
or come to love him sincerely,
anything is fine.
He wants to rape me at will once I stop resisting.
“What do you know? You don’t know a thing.”
Now I know.
I know why he torments me so cruelly.
Since I know, I'm not afraid.
There’s no way I’ll ever submit to this crazy fucking dog-psychopath bastard.
No matter how afraid I am, I won't kneel.
I can humor him, but I will never bow my head in earnest.
I can't stop him from dirtying my body,
but my heart will never submit.
If I submit,
he really will
pour a huge amount of seed inside me.
Like earlier,
he'll drag me
all the way to the bottom.
…That horrifying future he drew over my mind earlier,
I don't want to see it even if I die.
Never.
I don't want to see it.