Side Story: The Clone, Chapter 2 — Oh A-reum
The setting of this story is Earth in a parallel universe.
[Oh A-reum's Point of View]
Anticipation, terror, every emotion imaginable came crashing over me at once.
This was already the third girl. The same sequence every time — those enormous screams, faces twisted as if they were about to die of pain, then the sudden, shameless cries of ecstasy, and after that the same dazed, pleasure-drunk expressions all over again…
This place is insane… Hyo-rim, Su-hyeon, even Seo-jin — they're all the same.
Thud-thud-thud
"Hwaaaahhh!!!! Aaaaah!!! Master, Master!!!! Harder, harder!"
Seo-jin, the one currently being pounded, had only lasted about five minutes of actual pain before spending the next twenty minutes screaming her head off in pure rapture. Unlike the two before her, who had collapsed into limp heaps, she was only growing more delighted, calling him Master and begging him to fuck her even harder.
Seo-jin was the quietest of all of us…
We had already been on all fours for nearly an hour and twenty-five minutes.
Watching Hyo-rim break down in agony had set my mind racing. Begging him to spare her only earned her that terrifying look of his and a demotion to the very bottom of the ranking — miserable enough on its own. Being forced to simply watch the others fall apart was pure horror. The pain itself was frightening. Watching people change like that was even more so.
Every single one of them had become someone else in roughly ten minutes.
Thud-thud-thud
"Kiyooooot!!!! Hngh, hwaaang!!!"
Seo-jin made that bizarre little sound and, just like the two before her, curled into a tight ball and started trembling violently. She couldn't hold the pose as long as Hyo-rim had, though. The moment he pulled out, she flopped flat against the floor, gasping for air and smiling that dazed, blissful smile.
And then, at last, he came for me.
Thump
His hands settled on my hips. The mattress, already soaked through with my own juices, pressed wet and cold against my knees — mortifying. Just the touch of his fingers was enough to make my whole body quiver, my pussy fluttering open and shut.
Even my first time didn't hurt…
Gi-hun's cock had been a little over thirteen centimeters — slightly bigger than Hyeong-seop's. I'd told him it hurt, the way you were supposed to, but I hadn't felt a single twinge of pain. Pleasure hit me right away, and that had made him suspicious. If my hymen hadn't torn, I was terrified he might have hit me. The memory of Gi-hun's face, crumpled with disappointment into something ugly and vicious, flickered and vanished. Compared to the man currently stroking my hips, that expression had been nothing.
He kneaded my hips for a moment, then stood up.
And the feeling that rose in me, completely against reason, was disappointment.
I'm crazy. Disappointed? Really…?
I couldn't make sense of my own emotions. The hands of a man I had been so terrified of — and the second they left me, what I felt was regret.
Then came the sound of something opening, and his footsteps returning.
"Here. Each of you take one and drink. You've all gushed so much you're probably dizzy. If it's not enough, grab more from the fridge over there."
Something cold touched my cheek. I reached out and took it — a five-hundred-milliliter bottle of water. My face burned as I cracked the seal and drank. I must have been desperately thirsty; the bottle emptied fast. And still it wasn't enough. How much had I actually leaked for half a liter to leave me still parched?
He handed me another. I took it and drank that one down too.
Gulp, gulp.
The only sounds in the room were five people drinking water. My trembling body began to settle, just a little. The simple relief of quenched thirst eased some of the dread — and that only made the fluttering between my legs more obvious. I dropped my head.
Then his hands were on my hips again.
My whole body shivered with anticipation. My pussy fluttered, pulsing open.
So this is how filthy I really am…
His cock was right there beside me — both of them. The double penis. I'd been worried whether something that size could even fit, but the memory of my first time with Gi-hun kept surfacing, and with it a new anxiety: what if it didn't hurt, and he decided I was just a slut?
What if he misunderstands me?
The thought itself startled me.
A year of disappointment with Gi-hun's rough, two-minute sex. A year of thinking Hyeong-cheol was the best I could hope for. And now, with every last scrap of my frog-in-a-well common sense shattered, I was already craving for this man to remake me the way he had remade Hyo-rim.
Bent like a bow, drowned in pleasure — I wanted to become that too.
At last something soft and enormous pressed against my asshole and my pussy at the same time.
My anus clenched. Like the three girls before me, I had never been touched there. Fear surged up — what if it stretched me open and I shit myself?
I twisted my head around to look at him and forced the question out.
"Wait. Just one thing."
"Hm? Go ahead."
"You three — if you end up shitting yourselves later, you won't regret this?"
My voice cracked with desperation. I didn't care.
Soft laughter answered me, and then their voices, all at once.
"I won't regret it. Even if I have to wear diapers, I want to feel this every day…"
"No regrets."
Hyo-rim's answer was the longest, but all of them meant it.
I nodded toward him, let out a breath, faced forward, and closed my eyes.
Hyo-rim said to close your eyes and focus on the pleasure, right?
Something massive brushed my outer and inner lips. Something else pressed against my twitching asshole. I felt every millimeter of both.
Then his hands tightened, and he pushed — driving into my pussy and forcing his way hard into my ass at the same time.
It feels like I need to shit… and it's dizzying… wait. It doesn't hurt.
My pussy was packed full, stretched to its limit. From my ass rose a sensation hundreds of times more intense than the jolt of landing hard on your tailbone. And there was no pain at all.
Should I fake the moans? Copy the others?
I shook my head.
Be honest. If he figures it out, he might be disappointed.
Fake moans were a bad idea. I decided to simply express whatever I felt.
The fullness, the sense of my pussy being forced wide open, the soft bulk pushing deeper — all of it was strange. And in my ass, that dizzying pressure kept building.
"Hahhh!!!!"
"Ohh… so you've got some kind of pain insensitivity? You can't feel pain? Just your pussy?"
"Hngh… yes. Weirdly, only my pussy — no, now both places. Just those two. Even my first time, I didn't feel any pain. He almost hit me for it."
"Hahaha. What a petty little bastard… Well. Good. That's good."
Relief flooded through me. He was laughing — he actually liked it.
Joy. And the dizzying pressure in my ass, the stuffed fullness in my pussy, all of it shifted into something warm and complete. Just from the fact that he had accepted me…
Slip — push
One after another, those massive heads slid inside. Still no real pleasure yet — but still no pain either. Mentally steadier now, I could feel how completely both holes were stretched, and heat began to rise through my body.
There it was.
Pleasure bloomed at the ring of my sphincter. His cockhead dragged across my G-spot and lit a spark.
Yes…
"Ah!!!"
The cry came out on its own — quiet at first, but the pleasure was climbing fast.
"Master! I can feel it now. Please fuck me hard."
"Alright."
Shove — slam
He showed no mercy, driving in hard and fast. The dizzying sensation in my ass doubled. The pleasure flared higher. Inside my pussy, every fold was being ironed flat — and then some strange new sensation hit me so hard my whole body jerked.
"Hahhh!!!! What is this?"
"Urban-legend cervix sex… well, not quite the womb itself, but…"
Something was invading a space deep inside my canal, and the pleasure that came with it was enormous.
"Haaah… yes. There."
"From your very first time, huh."
Smack
His palm cracked across my ass. Heat bloomed — not pain. Pleasure, rising clear and sharp.
"Haaah… this is weird. You hit me and it feels good."
"So you're a masochist. Born with low pain sensitivity and a masochist on top of it… You liked the guy from your first time, didn't you?"
I nodded. It felt almost rude to admit it to him, but back then I had loved Gi-hun.
"A masochist takes the pain her beloved gives her and turns it into pleasure. Obviously past a certain point it still hurts — but with your particular dead zones plus the masochism, this reaction makes perfect sense… heh."
"Ah…"
I'm… in love with a man I just met?
Even as the pleasure wrung cries out of me, his words sent me turning the thought over carefully. Set against Gi-hun, against Hyeong-cheol, against all three of them — what I felt right now was more thrilling than my first love with Gi-hun had ever been. It was unmistakably love. Attraction.
I'm crazy… am I as brainless as Hyo-rim?
The moment I admitted it, the pleasure in both holes surged, and the moans poured out of me.
"Haaah…"
A soft snort — not mockery, I realized. Just a habit of his.
Then both his hands locked on my hips and he started rotating his waist. The wet, stretching tear of my pussy and ass being forced wider registered only as more pleasure. Unmistakably.
— The pain her beloved gives her becomes pleasure…
Love? Is this what love is?
Squelch, squelch
"Haaang!! Is this love? Is it?"
"Physical love comes first, but if you feel it as love, then it's love, isn't it?"
"Yes… I like it. Master."
Squelch, squelch
He kept rotating, stimulating every spot I had, then drew his hips back as if he meant to drag my insides out with him.
SLAM!!!!
"Aaaahng!!!!"
I'm a masochist freak. Master's masochist freak!!!!
"I love you. I really do…"
"More than Gi-hun or Hyeong-cheol?"
"Yes!!!! Whatever I felt for them wasn't even love."
Thud.
Something slumped against the door outside. A strange thought flashed through me and I twisted my head to look at him.
"Did I… ever say Gi-hun's name?"
"Heh heh heh. Only the youngest one comes in!!"
Creeeak
Thud-thud-thud-thud
"Haaah, ah, aaaah, ah!! Ah, ahhk…"
When he started pistoning again, the sensation flooding up from my pussy made it impossible to think. The thick shaft constantly grazing my sphincter laid down a continuous bass line of pleasure underneath everything else.
Someone was walking in. He paused for a moment, locked his arms around my waist, and spun our bodies a full hundred and eighty degrees.
When I opened my eyes, I screamed.
"Kyaaaaah!!!! Mother!!!!"
It's Gi-hun's mom… how?!!!
She was looking down at me as if she had been betrayed. And astonishingly, she had walked in completely naked, then dropped into a deep bow toward the man behind me, trembling from head to toe.
What is that? Those tattoos…
Before she lowered her head, I saw how obscenely her body had been marked. A pink heart tattoo sat proudly above her pussy, with the name Lee Kang-ho inked inside it. Rings pierced her nipples, her navel, even her clit and inner lips, glittering with jewels. And from this angle, face-down, I could see more ink across her lower back…
"Master. Bitch Lee Jun-hee has returned from her outing."
"Good. You know who this one is?"
Gi-hun's mother lifted her head, looked at me with complicated eyes, and nodded. She, too, was a female who had surrendered to this man's cock.
"Yes. She was my son Gi-hun's girlfriend. Of course, she was also the bitch who was fucking Hyeong-cheol behind Gi-hun's back."
The hostility in her gaze was unmistakable. I started shaking.
How did she know?
"Get along, the two of you. Gi-hun doesn't mean a damn thing to either of you anymore. And Jun-hee — under you now you've got Hyo-rim, Su-hyeon, Seo-jin, and the youngest, A-reum. Be good to them. Understood?"
"…Yes."
She hesitated a beat, then lowered her head again until her forehead touched the floor.
His hips started moving once more and the moans tore out of me. For a long moment Jun-hee unnie's complicated eyes stayed locked on mine.
"Jun-hee, go outside for now. Tell A-yeong to finish prepping the training, then go lie down with Seon-hui in the second room. I'll head over once I'm done with this one."
"Seon-hui unnie hasn't returned yet, Master. She's still restraining that Han Ju-ae woman, as you ordered."
"Hm? Then just go lie down yourself for now."
A-yeong? Seon-hui? Don't tell me — Gi-hun's aunt and his cousin? And Han Ju-ae… that's Hyeong-cheol's mother…
My head spun. Mothers and daughters taken together. Sisters taken together. For a dazed second I thought of my own mother — then dismissed it. She was a fat ajumma. I had no cards left to play. I dropped my head.
"Yes, Master."
"You four saw Jun-hee. You're getting more tattoos than she has. Prepare yourselves. If you don't like it, leave my harem. You've got until nine tomorrow morning. Walk out before then if you're going to. Stay past nine and the ink goes on immediately."
"Yes…"
I'm crazy. He's talking about tattooing us and somehow that just makes it better…
I hit my climax fast. The others had climaxed several times before their backs finally arched — mine arched on the first one. My arms gave out first. My upper body whipped upward. My pupils rolled back. Snot, drool, and tears ran freely, and something started shooting endlessly from my urethra.
Then the warm flood of his cum.
The pleasure of him pulling out of both holes made my whole body thrash. Just like Hyo-rim, I bent so hard my soles nearly slapped the back of my own head.
Tremble, tremble…
"Good. When A-yeong gets here in a bit, do exactly as she says. Hyo-rim's the senior in this room, so answer for them. Got it?"
"Yes!!!"
The Chaehyang capsules were almost too strong. Maybe even stronger than the raw scent itself.
Honestly, I'd been told there were women who curled up like balls within ten minutes — but I'd never actually seen one. Stack the double penis on top of the Chaehyang capsules, though, and that kind of effect apparently became real.
Holy shit… insane…
Four women, utterly spent, lying in pairs facing each other with their hands clasped. The whole scene was unreal.
The longer they stayed exposed to the capsules, the faster they started feeling everything. A-reum was the exception — the masochism made her different.
Six hours.
I decided to put the order I'd given Jun-hee on hold for now. Until the Chaehyang wore off, I was going to break these four in properly against my cock.
So I went back to Hyo-rim. After a glass of water…