Chapter 27 - Chapter 25: Episode 24 - The Call (3)
It smells good.
A sudden wave of fatigue hit me, and I fell asleep watching the smile on Yu-rin's face.
My arms won't move.
I felt something soft beneath my back.
The discomfort of my physical state snapped me wide awake, my sleepiness vanishing in an instant.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Yu-rin rummaging through her bag, pulling something out.
I checked my body and realized my arms were tied to the bed behind my back.
"Huh?"
As I stared, startled and bewildered, Yu-rin's voice cut through the air.
"Are you awake? You were sleeping so peacefully."
"What the fuck is this? This is crossing the line, Yu-rin."
It was pretty obvious what she was planning.
Through the gap in her bag, I could see an assortment of sex toys.
"I'm going to take care of my urges from yesterday and today. I won't hurt you, so don't worry."
"But this is your parents' house. What are you going to do if we get caught?"
I couldn't fathom what was going through her head, wanting to do this here of all places.
Was her brain just completely consumed by sexual desire?
She'd always been a horny girl, but ever since she awakened, she'd started treating my body like nothing more than a sex toy.
It used to be just about satisfying herself, but now she seemed to find actual amusement in draining me, even when she wasn't even satisfied.
"It's fine. It's my parents' house, but it's my house too. This was my room, after all."
That might be true, but it still felt like I was in a stranger's home.
This wasn't a place where my lover lived alone; her parents were right there.
The shame would be unbearable if we were caught, but Yu-rin spoke as if she'd found an opportunity she wasn't about to let slip away.
"Are you excited because you're afraid of getting caught? You're already pretty hard even without me helping you, aren't you?"
Now she was even starting to torment me with her words.
Her behavior was so shameless I wondered if she'd even been sincere when she apologized for almost killing me last time.
Still, her regret had seemed genuine, so she probably wouldn't push me to the brink of death again.
"Besides, I'm not trying to have actual sex. If we tried to satisfy each other, we wouldn't be able to finish even if we stayed up all night."
Yu-rin continued, holding up the item she'd pulled from her bag.
It was something I'd occasionally seen in ads on websites back in my previous life.
A masturbator.
"They say this is a male masturbation device. Apparently, it feels better than doing it by hand, so I'm going to try it. If it's any good, I'll use it often."
Yu-rin spoke as calmly as if my body were her own property.
The amount I'd ejaculated when she'd done it by hand last time was beyond imagination.
It seemed she intended to use a tool to experiment on me this time.
I expected she'd try to milk me until I was dry, like a dairy cow.
I was already starting to feel suffocated.
What Yu-rin was doing wasn't about sexual gratification or sex—it was just sexual torture.
"Please... stop..."
"Even while you say stop, your dick is always hard. Look at you, you're actually happy and asking for more. You're so dishonest."
She chuckled, eyeing my erect lower half.
I'd only recently learned that men in this world had such low sexual desire that they almost never got an erection unless someone specifically set out to make them hard.
So, every time I'd gotten hard until now, Yu-rin must have been thrilled while forcing me to ejaculate.
Women in this world were overflowing with sexual desire—they'd try to have sex even if they barely had the strength to lift a spoon—and no matter how many times they reached orgasm, they'd keep going as long as their stamina held out.
Since I had no choice but to get hard even if I kept ejaculating, I was destined to be violated until I couldn't get it up anymore.
To me, with the clear sexual concepts I'd brought from my previous life, this made no sense.
Even in my past life, there were almost no crazy bastards who would keep violating a woman even if she fainted.
Now that I was in that position, I realized Yu-rin was no different from a tyrant in the bedroom.
They said women in this world took pride every time a man got an erection.
On top of that, it was considered shameful for the woman to finish before the man, so I could understand why she was so determined to milk me dry.
It was only natural for her to force me to ejaculate until I couldn't get hard anymore, rather than finishing first herself.
No wonder she looked so happy every time I got hard.
Still, I had to struggle as much as I could.
If it went too far, this wasn't pleasure; it was exploitation and torture.
"Yu-rin, it hurts if I ejaculate too much like last time. You won't be satisfied with just that, either. Please, I'll let you do whatever you want later. Please..."
"Anyway, I'm only going to do it for a very short time today. It'll be over in less than an hour."
In the end, it meant she would drain me until I couldn't get hard within that hour.
I felt a slight, involuntary anticipation, but it was completely overshadowed by the sheer terror of what she was about to do.
It was nothing short of torture, devastating my mind with overly intense pleasure.
"First, was it done like this?"
She started forcing the object over my dick.
As she pushed it on while I was still dry, I felt the pain of her grip strength and the harsh, stiff friction.
"Ah... Ah! Ah! Stop..."
Ignoring my pleas, she pushed my dick all the way into the device.
Yu-rin checked that my face had turned red from the intense sensation, her expression suggesting she thought she'd done it just right.
"Now I'm going to shake it."
"It still hurts. It's too tight. If you rub it without any liquid... that... it'll tear."
"What is that?"
She was trying to make me say it with that lecherous look on her face.
Not a chance.
No matter how much I was pushed around, my sexual concepts were still rooted in my previous life.
Even though I had a pathetic dick that couldn't move once it was trapped, I wasn't too shy to name it like the men in this world.
"Dick."
"..."
Yu-rin's expression turned incredibly excited.
"Huh?"
Something felt wrong.
Every time she made that face, she would invariably violate my body until it felt like it would break.
Thinking about what I'd just said—in my previous life, it was like a man inserting a dildo into a woman.
When the woman shouted, "It's going to tear!"
And the man asked, "What is that?" and she answered, "Pussy," it was exactly the same.
In this arousing situation, my "that" became harder and larger.
Even though Yu-rin was holding the masturbator, I knew she could feel that what was inside had become larger and harder.
Ah... this is bad.
Suddenly, Yu-rin pulled the masturbator off and reached back into her bag.
She pulled out lubricant gel, filled the device, and came back toward me.
"I thought it might hurt when I tried to shake it."
Her expression suggested she'd known all along.
The sadistic side of her that enjoyed my pain had been showing itself more and more lately.
No, had it been like that since the very first time we had sex?
It wasn't wrong; I could feel an excessive obsession to see every reaction I could possibly give.
Now that my body could recover on its own, she might even try the physical abuse she'd been restraining.
She held the lubricated masturbator and slid it back onto my dick.
Along with the cold, slippery sensation, I felt that familiar, tightening pressure.
It wasn't as tight as before, but suddenly Yu-rin started shaking it rapidly, as if she couldn't hold back.
"Seon-ah, I've been thinking about this for a while."
A moan leaked from my mouth at the sudden surge of pleasure.
"Ah.. Ahhh.. Hng.. Wha... What is it?"
"I wanted to experiment and see how many times you could ejaculate."
Yu-rin, my childhood friend and lover, was a real crazy bitch.
I couldn't believe she'd say something like that without a hint of hesitation.
"Ah... Hng... My... body is... Ha... Hng... not a... Ah... toy."
Perhaps because my moan-filled answer excited her, she started shaking it faster and faster.
"You keep moaning, so I don't know what you said. Can you say it again?"
Her expression, mixed with sadism, held a hint of pure enjoyment at my reaction.
"Ah-ah!... Hng-ah... My ahhhhh! Ah! Body... Ahhhhhhh! Hng... Haaaa... Stop... Stop..."
When I tried to speak again, she shook it even faster and more violently.
In the end, overcome by the excessive pleasure, I stopped talking and just begged her to stop.
"No♡ You can't even speak properly, so I don't see any sincerity. Then, do you want to try repeating after me? 'Please stop, Park Yu-rin-nim.'"
"Ple... Ah... Hng... Ah-ah..."
Every time I tried to speak, Yu-rin deliberately put more strength into her hand and shook the masturbator rapidly, as if to break it.
"Kikikiki, seeing as you're not asking me to stop, it must mean you don't hate it, right?"
"Haaaaaaah.. Ah!"
She laughed, convinced of her own logic, while I could only moan.
Inside the device, it became harder and larger.
It was the signal before ejaculation.
Yu-rin had realized last time that the more pleasure I felt, the greater the volume of my ejaculation and the more vigorous the force.
She intended to experiment with ways to maximize my pleasure and my output.
Therefore, she used her 'Acceleration Ability' to shake the masturbator, pushing my body to its absolute limit.
"Ah ahhhhh! Ah....."
I moaned loudly, then suddenly lost all strength and fainted.
At the same time, an enormous amount of semen sprayed out, like a fire hose under immense pressure.
It was such a large amount that it filled her uterus and overflowed.
Yu-rin had never seen me ejaculate this much, but she knew she'd have to do this ten more times to drain me completely.
There were times when I'd ejaculated more than twenty-five times on average, even when the volume was less than half of this.
Perhaps because I'd become sensitive after the first time, my dick kept twitching.
As she held me, semen spraying continuously, she kept shaking the device without stopping her acceleration, like a broken faucet.
Yu-rin wanted to see it happen one more time.
She'd done it once before, but that lewd, arousing sight felt like she'd caught a glimpse of the mystery of a man through my body.
Seeing me with my eyes rolled back, shivering all over, she seemed to think it was fortunate that I looked like I was enjoying it.
After I started, she focused her acceleration ability only on her right arm for an hour, learning that her ability exerted a greater effect when focused on a single part of the body.
Yu-rin found me cute and lovely as she watched me drift between fainting and waking from the pleasure.
The sight of me sticking my tongue out and shivering after I started ejaculating.
It was a sight only she could see.
Monopolizing that appearance was the happiest moment for Yu-rin, making it hard to stop.
It was the best way to confirm that I was hers, and above all, it was fun.
She liked everything—the way I felt good, and the way I suffered because of her.
That fun moment ended suddenly.
Sixteen times in total.
The semen had soaked the lower half of my body, covered most of the bed, and dripped onto the floor.
Even though the number of times was less than usual, the volume was greater.
Yu-rin felt a flash of resentment that I'd ejaculated more because this shitty masturbator felt better than her pussy.
When she checked the inside of the device.
Because she'd kept rubbing it with her acceleration ability, most of the internal protrusions were worn out and it was unusable.
"An object is just an object."
Her pussy, which could drain me even if we had sex every day, was surely better than such a pathetic, disposable thing.
Yu-rin threw the masturbator into a trash bag and headed to the bathroom with me to clean up.