Chapter 652
Chapter 652
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 652
Chapter Title: Chapter 652 - #132_스파이(3)
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 652
Chapter Title: Spy (3)
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1.
Aside from the one incident where Alice, worn out in body and mind, dozed off and dunked her head underwater, there were no other mishaps.
After finishing their hot spring soak, Alice trailed behind Si-woo with the tense feeling of walking across thin ice.
The scenic corridor, dotted with lanterns at her feet for ambiance, and the winter cherry blossoms drifting petals gracefully overhead—all of it escaped her notice.
What else could happen when a man and woman bathed together late at night and headed alone to a room? The future was plain as day.
He's definitely planning to have his way with me.
'Now that you're a little cleaner, how about we scrub every nook and cranny deep inside?'
He'd say something like that and pounce, no doubt.
It was something she absolutely had to do for Manya and Malisha's sake.
Even so, she took no pleasure in sharing her body with someone she felt zero attraction to.
Exposing her vulgarly debased form to a total stranger like him was utterly humiliating.
"This way."
"...Yeah."
Alice followed Si-woo inside after he slid open the paper door first.
It was bigger than she'd expected.
The space felt like three rooms merged into one, with the shoji screens lifted to serve as partitions.
Potion-making materials and research tables scattered around clashed a bit with the surroundings, but the room itself matched the Hyangwol Pavilion's atmosphere perfectly.
"Hang on a sec. Probably best if you catch some shut-eye first, right?"
Si-woo casually pulled fluffy white bedding from the built-in closet, while Alice watched his back with a gloomy gaze.
It would be her first time with a man.
First experiences were always frightening, no matter what.
And men? Beasts ruled purely by their lust.
She had no idea what savage acts a mere "slave" like her could expect from him.
As the creeping dread built, something caught her eye at the edge of her vision.
A witch lay fast asleep on the futon spread across the tatami floor.
It was the one who'd been glued to him in the bath earlier.
No way...!
Alice was dumbfounded.
She'd fully anticipated being violated, but right next to another sleeping witch? Unthinkable.
Maybe he'd pull something like, "Make a sound and she'll wake up?" Or worse—rouse the witch for a threesome.
"Just lie down here and sleep. The futon's super soft and comfy."
Si-woo spread out the bedding, patted it invitingly, and took slow steps toward Alice.
With every approach, she felt her body instinctively shrink away.
Lately, Alice had learned just how brutal one-sided sex could get.
What if he turned out to be one of those irredeemable perverts...?
Her eyes squeezed shut on their own.
She, once a great witch revered and awed by others—now trembling like this, dreading rough handling.
Her eyes brimmed with tears unbidden.
Yet even after a long moment, no hands slipped her clothes off silkily.
No rough arms snaked around her waist without permission.
"Not gonna sleep?"
At the voice sounding oddly distant, Alice cracked her eyes open just a sliver.
He sat at the table, gazing curiously at her rigid stance, having even flicked on the desk lamp—not for a quick sit.
"No, it's just..."
She really was bone-tired, no question.
From the very day she'd been kidnapped for Hexennacht, she'd been summoned day and night by the Silence Witch to provide lewd services.
With half her mana—the foundation of her stamina—severed, she'd been used like a doormat and endured every humiliation imaginable.
After that, without any real rest, she'd stood trembling on the auction block amid fear and tension.
That moment of soaking in the Hyangwol Pavilion's hot spring had been her first break in nearly a week.
Forced into languid relaxation, just eyeing the plush futon made her grip on consciousness fray.
Like a wild animal wary of strangers, Alice slipped cautiously under the covers.
The instant she did, a thought flashed.
No way...!
Planning to assault me while I'm asleep?
While she lay defenseless, resolve unformed—burrow under the covers and torment her?
A convincing theory.
She'd been through it before, after all.
Taught as a wire, flinching at Si-woo's every tiny motion for a good while... but Alice couldn't fend off sleep for long.
The boundary between indoors and out was just a gossamer shoji screen, leaving the Hyangwol Pavilion's rooms chilly enough to see your breath.
Yet the bedding enveloped her body like a lover's caress, otherworldly soft.
A charcoal brazier hummed right beside her, radiating toasty warmth.
She blacked out completely in seconds—wouldn't have noticed if the world flipped upside down.
2.
She dreamed a nightmare.
Or more precisely, a traumatic flashback of reality that felt like one.
Naked Alice lay straight on the bed.
Her arms bound tight behind her back; her legs trussed from thighs down, secured to the bedposts.
-Clink! Clink!
"Mmph...! Mmmph...! Mmph...!"
The primal urge for air burned fierce.
Knowing struggle was futile, Alice's bare body still thrashed wildly.
Chains rattled around her as bare skin ground against the sheets, the sounds echoing relentlessly.
"Deeper with that tongue... Haa... Oh yeah... You crazy slut, making me so damn horny..."
In the midst of it, the Silence Witch Rosie Alu squatted over Alice's face in a posture like taking a piss.
To use the technical term: facesitting.
"Hngph, mmph... Mmmph...!"
Her hands gripped Alice's hair hard, forcing her head immobile.
Rosie slammed her hips down mercilessly, like grinding a pillow between her thighs for self-pleasure.
Labia slick with saliva and juices sealed Alice's mouth and nose, choking off her breath.
Bound tight and mana restricted, Alice could do nothing.
Her only resort: desperately shove her tongue in to beg for Rosie’s mercy.
Just before drowning in the endless hot fluids pouring down, Rosie lifted her hips a fraction.
-Slurp!
Sticky strands stretched out, then plopped onto Alice's face.
Three hours deep into playing pussy doormat, and Alice was a total wreck.
Unknown fluids—tears? snot? juices? drool?—kept her from even opening her eyes properly.
"Pha...! Haa... Khek! Cough...!"
Rosie licked her lips, eyeing Alice's gasping coughs.
Her eyes blazed with eerie heat, sadistic ecstasy blooming within.
"Alice, you've rested a whole ten seconds—that's plenty, right? Back to one minute."
"W-Wait... Just a bit more... Please let me rest a little longer..."
Convinced she'd die at this rate, Alice tossed pride aside to plead.
"Oh? So how much rest does little Alice want?"
Rosie replied in a sweet, coaxing tone, like humoring a fussy child.
"One minute... Just one more minute..."
"One minute?"
"At this rate... I'll die... I'm seriously gonna die..."
Before meeting Rosie, Alice had pegged herself as a sadist.
She'd never delved deep into it, but if forced to categorize, yeah.
With Manya and Malisha, she always took the lead; during various plays, she'd dished out mildly harsh "punishments."
But that was delusion.
A true sadist was someone like Rosie—utterly indifferent to others' pain, chasing only her own bliss.
"Fine, let's stop here then."
"......"
"But in exchange, mind if I ask you to play with Manya and Malisha? Just change their clothes and bring them to the bedroom."
That's how she could spit such cruelty with an innocent smile.
Alice's lips twitched for a while before she apologized in a trembling voice.
Rosie wanted one thing: utter submission and subservience.
"S-Sorry..."
"For what?"
"For... trying to rest on my own..."
No trace of pity from Rosie, even as Alice wept in her wretched state.
Just the guileless grin of a child at play with her toy.
"Stick out your tongue."
"Eh...?"
"Longer."
She knew what came next.
But refusal wasn't an option.
Alice extended her tongue as ordered.
The long, pristine scarlet muscle gleamed at the tip with a silver piercing.
Rosie had pierced it solely because it felt better during caresses.
"I even gifted you such a fine accessory. Keep disappointing me like this, and I'll get upset."
Rosie grasped both ends of the tongue-piercing and yanked it long.
Smooth as it was, the "handle" let her grip firm.
"You messed up, so time for punishment, right?"
With the tongue pulled out, Rosie gathered two fingers on her free hand.
Then, like fingering a pussy, she plunged them deep into Alice's throat and stirred.
"Gek...! Guhek...! Hurk...!"
Slim fingers or not, prodding deep in the throat triggered inevitable gags.
Blood vessels burst in her whites; reflexive tears blurred her vision to haze.
-Squish! Squish! Squish!
"Maybe we can develop this as an erogenous zone too? Same mucous membrane and all. If I nail throat orgasms, it'd be hilarious."
"Guhek...! Gulk...!"
"Cum from it! Cum from your throat! Hyah hyah! Show me that throat orgasm—you can do it!"
Rosie's fingers ramped up, ruthless and louder.
After daily torments like this, no wonder revulsion scarred her against all sexual stimuli.
Not even her own pleasure zones stimulated, yet Rosie's breath grew ragged watching Alice writhe.
She withdrew her fingers from the throat depths.
Thicker saliva stretched in sticky threads from her fingertips.
Flush painted Rosie's face; her whites gleamed with sharper madness than before.
Her unprecedented arousal was obvious from the stiff nipples alone.
"Ah, too turned on—I can't hold back. Alice, one more gift. Wait here!"
Abandoning Alice, Rosie dashed off the bed and fetched a massive bag from the shelf.
"Ta-da!"
She flung it open like a sales rep showing a catalog.
Inside: neatly arrayed vicious tools and mystery items.
Less a kit for secret pleasures, more a torture package for interrogations—that was Alice's take.
Rosie lifted a needle amid jangling metal clinks from the implements.
"Pick one. Which catches your eye most? Let's add something new today too."
With Rosie’s smile—like a plump, pristine rose—Alice's nightmare finally ended.
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