Chapter 31 - Chapter 29: Episode 28 - Traces (2)
Yu-rin loved it when Seon-ah would faint during sex, his pretty face slackening into a vulgar mask with his eyes rolling back, but she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when his reactions faded.
However, with the drugs she was using now, Seon-ah stayed conscious and kept reacting, which left her incredibly satisfied with their sessions.
Now that he wasn't passing out and could occasionally answer her, she even found a perverse thrill in taunting him.
After Seon-ah's pelvis knit itself back together and he wiped the blood from his nose, Yu-rin lowered her hips and spoke.
"I'm going to fuck your cock so hard you won't even be able to show it to other bitches. I'm going to make it my favorite kind: swollen, huge, and completely tattered. You like how I've changed it, don't you?"
In reality, there was no chance of permanent damage thanks to Seon-ah's Recovery Ability, but she said it purely to torment him.
"I don't... Ah! With my bo... Ugh! Don't... mess... Ah-hang! Around.... Ugh!"
Every time he tried to protest, she'd thrust even harder, and hearing him answer through those desperate, broken moans was an incredible turn-on.
"You lewd bastard. If you really hated it, you could just go soft, but you keep staying hard on purpose to beg for more, don't you?"
"No...! Aaaaaaaah!"
Perhaps even more excited by his denial, Yu-rin triggered her Acceleration Ability and began thrusting like a madwoman.
Her relentless pace seemed to strip him of the right to speak; Seon-ah stopped trying to form words and could only let out ragged, helpless moans.
When she leaned in to kiss him again, Seon-ah turned his face away, sulking even in his delirium.
Finding his defiance cheeky, Yu-rin pressed her fingers into his cheeks, forcing his mouth open.
When she shoved her tongue inside, Seon-ah flinched, but with no other choice, he squeezed his eyes shut and surrendered to her.
Once again, the cycle of being indiscriminately violated from above and below continued.
It was true what they said: humans are animals of adaptation.
He was adapting to the drug-induced pleasure, which only meant he had become capable of enduring even more intense stimulation than before.
He kept ejaculating from her relentless thrusting, and it felt like these sessions were lasting far longer than the ones where he'd just pass out.
Yu-rin pulled her tongue from his mouth and grabbed his waist.
She seemed frustrated; even with her Acceleration Ability, she couldn't get the rhythm right if the position wasn't perfect.
Moans leaked from his unblocked mouth, but for Seon-ah, this was his only chance to speak.
"Ah-ah-ah! H-ah! Oh my.... H-ah! Are you going to do more....?"
"I'm going to keep going until you can't get hard anymore, just like always."
"..."
Come to think of it, it was me who felt like I was going insane from the drugs, not her.
She really intended to drain me until I was completely limp, just like every other time.
"Ah-hut! I'm dying..... Pleaaase......."
Though she looked slightly annoyed, Yu-rin decided to grant him a small mercy since he was managing to endure without fainting.
"Then let's finish after you cum five more times. That okay?"
"Ah... O-okay..."
Usually, Yu-rin would just do whatever she pleased.
I had no choice but to accept her terms.
Even though I'd already cum over ten times, she wanted five more.
She's my girlfriend, but she's a total pervert.
Along with her insane hip thrusting, Yu-rin kept pouring out words designed to break my spirit.
"Even when I'm right next to you, you're always eyeing other bitches at the university or cafes. With a body as lewd as yours, your eyes wander even when you're just looking at them, don't they? You lewd bastard, you slutty guy."
"Ah... Hut... No!... Aaaaaaang"
I knew that every time I spoke, her thrusts became more intense, but if I stayed silent, she'd surely revoke the promise of only five more times, claiming I was guilty of everything she accused me of.
On the bed, Yu-rin wasn't a tyrant or a devil—she was a Demon King.
As I kept answering her jealous accusations while ejaculating inside her, eventually, only one round remained.
And right before I finished, she asked one last question.
"So, whose pussy did you like better, mine or Minji's?"
Between the exhaustion and the drugs, my brain had stopped functioning.
I didn't even process the full sentence; I only heard the words 'Minji' and 'pussy'.
"Ah-hut... Aaaang! Mi....Minji.... What Ah-heuh-haaaat.! Aaaaaaat! Uaaaaaat! Aaaaaaaak!"
'What about Minji?'
I was trying to ask her what she meant.
With my head dazed and tinnitus ringing in my ears, I was just trying to hear her, but it didn't sound that way to Yu-rin.
As soon as the name 'Minji' left my lips, Yu-rin went into a frenzy, grabbing my waist and shaking it until it felt like it would snap.
It had taken thirty minutes to break my waist earlier, but...
This time, perhaps because she'd lost all control, my waist was wrecked in just five thrusts, and I ejaculated.
Even though she must have felt my pelvis creaking, she didn't stop.
"Are you fucking kidding me, you bastard? I'll fuck you like a dog. You're doing that on purpose to make me jealous, right? You perverted bastard, I'll let you off with just one last ejaculation."
While saying that, she kept rubbing my ejaculating cock against her opening.
In the end, she thrust until I couldn't get hard anymore and drained me dry.
It wasn't that she had lied.
There had been exactly one ejaculation left, and it was indeed the last one she received.
The problem was that my cock had become a broken faucet, so I just kept leaking until I physically couldn't stand anymore.
Since this was the first time I hadn't fainted, I didn't know what she usually did when it was over.
After kissing my face, she carried me to the bathroom, washed me, and then washed herself.
As expected, she was a kind girlfriend when she was out of bed.
After changing the semen-soaked sheets, she realized she'd forgotten and finally stopped the video recording.
Lastly, she hugged me and fell asleep beside me.
If only she didn't act like this during sex, she would be a caring, kind girlfriend, but she was a tyrant—no, a Demon King—only on the bed. She truly showed a different side of herself.
If this is what "submissive by day, dominant by night" means, the shift is so terrifying that anyone would be scared.
Wondering what kind of hell I'd suffer once we were married, I fell asleep staring at the ceiling, unable to even wipe away the tears flowing down my face.
When I woke up in the morning, Yu-rin woke me, we ate together, and we showered together.
Yu-rin was editing the video she'd taken yesterday.
After cutting out all the downtime, she showed it to me, looking like she was having the time of her life.
"Seon-ah. From now on, let's make lots of good memories. I'll film you beautifully."
It was terrifying that she called a drug-fueled, non-consensual femdom video "good memories."
The way she spoke, as if it were a commemorative photo from a vacation, was shocking enough to offer a glimpse into the abyss of her twisted desires.
Even though I wanted to scream profanities, I held it in and spoke calmly.
"U.. Uh... But let's restrain ourselves a little..."
I stuttered, my embarrassment still lingering.
"Why? You don't like it?"
She spoke with a threatening tone, her expression darkening as if she'd do something violent if I didn't play along.
"I like normal things, that's why. I guess it's just not my taste."
"If you do it often, you'll get used to it. It's okay, this is my first time doing it like this too."
Looking at her, speaking so easily as if she weren't talking about violating her own boyfriend, I let out a sigh.
I wondered if she wasn't being too shameless, considering I was the one drugged, drained, and forced into near-rape every single day.
"And you know about today, right?"
She gave me a sinister look, telling me to look forward to tonight as well.
It was amazing that she still had the energy for more crazy sex after what she'd done yesterday.
Seeing her get angry earlier, I knew that refusing would only invite more trouble, so I answered obediently.
"I know..."
I was too drained to answer with any energy.
Yu-rin spoke as if she found my obedience admirable, despite her slightly dissatisfied expression.
"I've prepared something new for today too, so look forward to it."
I absolutely did not look forward to it.
If anything, I felt pure fear; it was obvious she would treat my body like a toy.
They say that if you live together, you get to know everything you should and shouldn't see.
It might be in a different sense, but I thought it was true.
And then, the evening—the time I prayed wouldn't come—arrived.
No, the evening that shouldn't have come arrived, and Yu-rin led me to the bed once again.