Chapter 63 - Chapter 61: Episode 60 - Severance of Pleasure (2)
Seon-ah was lost in thought, his mind lingering on the blindfold play from the day before.
Miel's insides felt different than usual.
The heat inside her was intense, and she was swallowing and biting down on his member as if she'd been starving for it for ages.
Her movements—persistent, fast, and deep, followed by a slow, reluctant withdrawal—felt almost pathetic.
They'd done this yesterday, too; did she really crave him that much?
The strangest part was that when he was with Miel, the pleasure he should have felt from the mark on his lower abdomen didn't register the way it was supposed to.
Even her moans sounded different, maybe because she was too worked up.
As if.
That voice sounded just like the woman who'd imprisoned him.
That couldn't be right.
My woman would never let me be with another woman.
A horrific thought clawed at Seon-ah's heart.
The image of Miel handing him over to that kidnapper.
The image of Miel watching him with that woman, answering for him from behind.
Miel was the one who'd taken his virginity.
And his dick only knew Miel's body.
Just as he only had Miel, Miel only had him; there was no way she'd hand his body over to another woman.
No, that had to be it.
Miel was in a foul mood because of what happened yesterday.
Because Yu-rin had exuded such a predatory aura, practically demanding to rape Seon-ah, Miel had been forced to hand him over.
It was agonizing to have the pleasure Seon-ah was receiving transmitted directly through the Yin Mark.
To think she was a High Demon who couldn't even protect her own mate.
She let out a hollow laugh at her own helplessness and pathetic state.
She felt a selfish, conflicting desire: she wanted him to realize the hole swallowing him wasn't hers, yet she prayed he wouldn't notice at all.
That kind of feeling—wanting him to recognize her, even if it meant shattering his mind.
In the end, Seon-ah felt confused and sensed something was off, but the feeling just fizzled out.
She was happy he seemed to notice her reaction was different, but she wanted to tell him not to notice, because she didn't want his mind to break any further.
No matter what excuse she made, she was ultimately the woman who had sold Seon-ah to Yu-rin.
That terrible pleasure still haunted her.
It would have been better if she'd felt pain instead...
Before returning home, Yu-rin prepared some anesthesia.
She'd made up her mind to stuff Seon-ah into a carrier bag tomorrow and take him to that human-like succubus.
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Her head was a mess.
The conversations she'd had with that succubus were mostly trivial chatter.
But because the creature acted so much like a person, confusion was rising in her heart.
A thought echoed in her mind, as if reprimanding her for trying to treat Miel like an animal.
She must have been crazy to think such things about the bitch who kidnapped her and Seon-ah and put them through hell.
Once the Yin Mark was gone, that bitch deserved to be chopped into pieces, encased in cement, and buried deep in the East Sea.
Something was wrong.
Her heart was burning.
She'd been agonizing over it the whole way back because of those strange thoughts.
But as soon as she entered the house, she had no choice but to change her mind.
Seon-ah and Miel were masturbating, their moans mingling through the closed door.
"Miel-nuna... ha-eut... heut... ah-eut....."
"Seon-ah-ya.. ha-ang...."
Since they were sharing pleasure through the Yin Mark, they were feeling each other's arousal while masturbating.
The leniency she'd felt toward Miel vanished in an instant.
"You fucking bitch... masturbating in my house."
Yu-rin stormed into the master bedroom and kicked the bathroom door open.
Startled by the crash, Seon-ah clamped his mouth shut, watching her nervously.
His terrified expression was so cute she wanted to pounce on him right then and there.
But if she did, Seon-ah's mind might shatter before she could remove the Yin Mark tomorrow.
Just a little... she had to hold back.
"So whenever I'm not around, you two have been doing this shit every day?"
"..."
A chilling silence hung in the room.
Both of them were quiet, likely terrified of her.
In reality, since Miel was his lover in Seon-ah's current memories, it was inevitable.
But her heart couldn't accept it.
Her heart was beating so fast and hard she wanted to kill Miel on the spot.
Since middle school, she'd secretly beaten up any bitch who approached Seon-ah, though she'd calmed down a bit in college.
When Seon-ah was kidnapped, she'd killed all the bitches responsible and hired a private detective agency to drug Minji's younger brother and have him gang-raped, just to break her.
That was how important Seon-ah was to her.
Now she was even trying to make him abandon his parents.
And if she messed up while trying to return Seon-ah to normal, everything she'd built could be ruined.
Despite all her efforts to make him hers, Seon-ah still couldn't remember her.
He only directed a scared gaze at her, as if he were afraid.
Yesterday, when they did it with his eyes covered, he hadn't even realized it was her.
Even though she'd swallowed and pulled on his member—which only knew her—for the first time in a long while, Seon-ah didn't even know whose hole had eaten him.
It was an infuriating situation, but she decided to endure it, knowing she could remove the Yin Mark tomorrow.
Once Seon-ah's memories returned, she planned to drug him and train him all over again.
She wanted to see him again, just like in the video they'd filmed, kneeling and begging her for the drugs.
She wanted to drive Seon-ah as crazy as he'd been during the days he spent with Miel.
Jealousy was tearing her apart.
It was a thought born from her desire to take revenge on Miel and resolve her disappointment with Seon-ah.
Trauma? On the contrary, back then, Seon-ah felt so good that he only knew two things: pussy and drugs.
How could feeling good be a trauma?
She could confidently tell herself her eyes were accurate, having seen Seon-ah making expressions like he was going to heaven every day.
She prepared one last thing for Seon-ah, who ejaculated even when swallowed by any woman, and for that bitch, for whom tomorrow might be her last with him.
Like yesterday, she would cover his eyes, and she and that bitch would take turns pulling it out.
No matter how unfaithful his dick was, he would notice the different scent of their vaginas.
If Seon-ah tried to notice, she planned to forcibly knock him out with the anesthesia she'd obtained.
Then, the collapse of his mind would finally stop.
She started portioning out the anesthesia to apply to a handkerchief.
She'd prepared a large amount to apply it generously.
So that he would sleep deeply enough not to wake up even when taken to the succubus tomorrow.
Miel had Seon-ah's eyes covered with a blindfold again today, just like yesterday.
And she tied his hands.
Miel quietly whispered to Yu-rin.
"Please... if he finds out... Seon-ah could be in big trouble."
"You have to do as I say when I tell you to. You're not in a position to ask me for favors, are you?"
"Okay... but why tell me to go first? Why?..."
It wasn't like Yu-rin to tell her to go first out of jealousy.
Only anxious thoughts were overflowing.
"Just do it when I tell you to. Ah... instead, from now on, neither of us will say a word. Let's enjoy only Seon-ah's touch and see who can make him cry out louder."
"Crazy bitch...."
Miel kept that thought to herself after hearing Yu-rin's words.
For some reason, the rape-demon bitch who was insanely obsessed with Seon-ah's body had suggested this crazy contest of taking turns raping him.
On top of that, she really didn't understand why she'd been told to go first.
Why did it sound like she wanted to have a semen-extraction contest using Seon-ah?
Anyway, she had to do it.
Otherwise, that bitch might suddenly take off Seon-ah's blindfold and rape him like a maniac.
Because every time Miel got excited, that bitch's eyes looked more rotten than a dead fish.
Miel finished that thought and climbed on top of Seon-ah first.
Thinking she would make Yu-rin regret making her go first, she moved in a way that mimicked the rough hip movements Yu-rin used, wanting to extract every drop of Seon-ah's semen.
Miel also felt good because the pleasure Seon-ah felt through the Yin Mark was so intense.
"Ha-eut... yesterday too... Miel-nuna... you're too excited... a little gentler... Ah! It hurt so much after we finished yesterday... heu-eut! I couldn't focus properly on healing with my ability. Heut..."
"..."
However, when she didn't answer Seon-ah's words, he started to get anxious.
And he had no choice but to release that anxiety with his seed.
As he started to ejaculate, just like Yu-rin had extracted it yesterday, Seon-ah let out a moan close to a scream at the hip thrusting that felt like a desperate, persistent attempt to steal everything he had.
It was exactly how Yu-rin used to film videos and drain him for a month before the wedding.
Miel had an expression as if she'd just realized she'd fallen for Yu-rin's trick.
If she raped Seon-ah this severely, it would be hard for him to notice even if Yu-rin raped him as usual.
When she pulled out Seon-ah's dick.
The meat-stick, mixed with both their scents, was already red, swollen, and slightly drooping.
It looked painful from being swallowed too hard.
It was obvious that if there was that much pain, he wouldn't be able to feel it properly even if he inserted it into Yu-rin.
And it was Yu-rin's turn.
Seon-ah's unfaithful dick, which was a mate when she swallowed it, but became a husband when Yu-rin swallowed it.
Miel started to get angry at Seon-ah, who felt pleasure, not pain, even when swallowed by another woman.
If he felt pleasure even when swallowed by Yu-rin again.
Next time, she would carve onto his body whose he was.
A tenacity just like Yu-rin's began to be felt from Miel.