Han Ju-ae. He's a Demon!
The novel's setting is a parallel-universe Republic of Korea.
February 12th, Wednesday, 11 a.m.
I could feel the ridges.
But Ju-ae's pussy — a clear myeong-gi ranking between Hyeon-ju and Eun-hee — had gone still under the pain. No gripping motion, no grinding of those ridges, no snug, squeezing pull. Nothing.
I watched her face twist at my words and felt even a faint killing intent from her.
If I let this bitch go right now, she'd stab me the second she got her hands on a knife.
"You want to kill me, don't you? Let's see who dies first."
I started easing my cock out of her. Her pussy was clenched tight from the tension, and with almost no wetness to speak of, the whole passage dragged along with the head as it caught. She jerked her upper body and writhed in agony, her swollen breasts trembling nonstop, her entire body slick with cold sweat. And above all, her face was contorted.
This is revenge… this sight of her suffering…
If I'd had all the time in the world, I would have left her unclaimed and simply shown up every night to rape her and make her hurt. But I had to factor in that she was A-jeong's mother. Hyeong-cheol's mother, yes — but A-jeong's mother too. Unlike those teacher bitches, I planned to break her for about a day, then switch to pleasure and bring her to heel.
"Mmph!!!!"
She was suffering far more than I'd expected. No masochistic streak at all, it seemed — she was taking pure pain as pure pain. Completely different from Lee Jin.
Pull out once more, then shove it back in.
I wanted to hit her with a sharp spike of pain in a short burst. I'd open up her ass and her throat eventually, but her pussy was the main event, so I drew my cock out slowly to maximize the torment, pulling free all the way past the head.
Pop.
She shuddered.
Her massively stretched pussy, still clenched from the tension, was already contracting shut. I lowered my face toward that bright-red cave.
Hock — ptui.
A thick wad of spit landed on her pussy. The second it left my mouth I thought, Shit — that would only lubricate her.
"Mmph!!!!"
She seemed almost relieved.
I grinned and set the head back against her entrance.
"Don't relax. I'm going to pull out and shove it back in."
"Mmph!!!!"
She shook her head frantically, thrashing her legs. She twisted her hips every which way trying to escape, but I ignored her and started forcing the head inside. The moment penetration began, her struggling froze and she just trembled.
"Mmph!!!!!"
A scream closer to a howl shattered against the ball gag and scattered. I felt the head pop in, felt that tight pussy clamp hard around it, and kept pushing. She arched her upper body into a bow, supporting herself on the mattress with the crown of her head, hips lifted off the bed as she shook. Sweat poured down in visible streams. Tears had pooled so thick under the blindfold that they leaked out in rivulets. Snot came free with them. Her fists were clenched tight; her toes were curled in.
How much does it hurt…? Ah… don't think about it.
The Constellation had a slightly perverted streak. If I got too curious about something like this, there was a real chance I'd end up in Ju-ae's position myself. Turning me into a eunuch's body and worse — how twisted had that been?
While my mind wandered, the head reached the end in an instant and was poised to slip into the still-partly-open gap at the base of her womb.
Hmm… still no response from her pussy, though?
I pushed straight in. It slid home with a soft suck, and I felt the ridges against the head.
"Hey, Han Ju-ae. Once I've tormented you enough, I'll take the ball gag out for a bit. The second it's out, you tell me what you did wrong to deserve this. Get the answer right and I'll leave the gag off. Nod if you understand."
She nodded desperately. Fair enough — being able to talk and try to persuade me was better than just taking it in silence.
I started pulling out again. She thrashed. With a wet pop I withdrew completely, then immediately pushed back in, slowly, slowly, until I slipped past the cervix and buried myself underneath it.
"Mmph!!!!!"
Maybe I need to use the Spinning to get any pleasure going?
Rotating my hips with the Spinning would hit the spots around the cervix, the nearby spots, and the G-spot all at once. No matter how much it hurt, pleasure would start to bloom, her pussy would start gushing, and she'd feel it. But that would take me further from the revenge of pure pain, so I just smirked and pulled out again.
I took the trembling, suffering Ju-ae and pulled completely out, then shoved back in — exactly ten times. By now even her muffled screams had weakened. Her whole body was a mess of sweat, drool, tears, and snot; on the sixth thrust she'd even pissed herself.
After the tenth push I pulled a water bottle from Subspace, drank first, then tipped it toward her ball gag.
"Drink. Whether you choke or not is none of my business, but it'd be a hassle, so I'm telling you. It's water. Drink."
I tilted the bottle. Water poured through the holes in the gag. Half of it ran down the gag and onto the mattress. After dumping about a liter I set the bottle aside.
Gulp, gulp.
"Hup!!"
She must have been desperately thirsty — she kept drinking. Her face kept lifting for more, so I dumped the remaining liter straight in.
It's moving now, faintly.
Still stiff as if locked up, but I could feel the ridges twitching. Figuring pleasure was about to start rising, I decided to just go ahead with the Spinning.
It hadn't even been thirty minutes since I'd first put it in her, yet she'd already sweated more than Hye-yun and the others did after hours of sex with me.
I gripped her thigh with my right hand, held the camera in my left, and started shooting her.
Click. Click.
The shutter sounds rang out and she flinched again. The water must have brought her somewhat back to her senses — she seemed to finally register the camera.
"Mmph-mmph!!!"
She shook her head side to side in resistance. But the moment I started rotating my hips in big circles, she threw her head back and lifted her upper body again.
"Mmph!!!!"
A wet tearing sound. In real time, as I performed the Spinning, I felt the rotating shaft of my cock. Her already-stretched pussy spread even wider with a ripping noise. It didn't actually tear, of course.
She trembled violently. The early pain of the Spinning must have been enormous — she locked up completely and shook, sweat pouring off her like rain.
Hmm… my women felt it right away. The pain must be pretty severe here.
She was suffering just like she had at the first insertion. I ignored it and kept rotating, then reversed into a counterclockwise spin. Ju-ae locked up again and shuddered. But after three turns each way, the ridges finally started grinding against the head, and I felt juices gushing over the head and shaft. The vaginal folds wrapped around my cock and squeezed.
Finally loosening up.
I kept spinning clockwise and counterclockwise, focusing hard on my hearing, waiting to catch the moment a moan broke free. After another three turns each way, she lifted her upper body again and cried out.
"Hung! Hup!!!!"
There it is.
I felt the moan break, felt her breasts tremble and jiggle, felt the juices surge from her pussy — and pulled straight out.
Pop.
"Hup?!!!"
This time the juices ran out in a stream. I slapped her pussy once with my open palm, then roughly groped and squeezed her breasts.
"Hup!!!"
"Who am I giving pleasure for? You need to feel plenty of pain first."
She shook her head desperately. I ignored her, scooped her hips up, and shoved a pillow underneath her ass. Then I took my cock, set it against her anus, and started pushing slowly in.
Fierce resistance — but thanks to the hole I'd opened a little earlier, the head gradually forced the sphincter apart and entered. She arched and thrashed harder than she had at any point so far.
"Mmph!!!!!!!"
Terror. Helplessness. Pain. Despair…
Anger, questions — all of that had vanished long ago.
He was torturing me on purpose. That constant snickering laugh kept reaching me. At first it had just been irritating; now the sound itself was terrifying.
How many hours had already passed? Had a whole day gone by?
Even my sense of time had gone dull. I was terrified of how many more times that pillar of fire would torment me. After the sixth thrust I'd blacked out for a moment, pissed myself, taken a water slap to the face, and been forced awake — and after that, no thoughts came at all.
A blank mind. A mental world gone pure white and staying that way. With some of my senses cut off, I took the pain raw and had no idea how many times I'd howled.
I was so grateful for the moments when he stopped moving even briefly. After violating my womb he would hold still for a long time.
Relief.
My tensed body went slack. Exhaustion and total depletion flooded every limb. And an unbearable thirst. I couldn't even imagine how much tears, snot, drool, sweat… and piss I had poured out.
As the pain I'd grown used to eased a little, the thirst became agony.
Then—
"Water's going in!!"
I couldn't make out what he'd said in front of me, but the word water snapped my mind wide open. I licked frantically at the thing called a ball gag, and soon the sensation of water touched the tip of my tongue. I drank like a madwoman.
Like a dog, I licked the gag and swallowed as much water as I could take in.
Gulp, gulp.
A cool, clean sensation spread through my whole body. The water running down around my cheeks felt like a waste. That life-giving supply of water cut off soon enough.
I was so disappointed. So bitterly disappointed that tears came, but they only soaked the blindfold further.
Just as I was sinking into despair, water poured through the ball gag again.
In that moment I felt gratitude toward the man torturing me. He felt as omniscient and omnipotent as a god, and for giving me that cool water that was as precious as life itself, I felt I could do anything.
…I've lost it. My willpower was this weak…?
Then that heaven-like moment ended, and an enormous pain surged up from my pussy. I'd thought I'd gotten used to the pain, but this — rising with a real-time tearing sound — was far stronger than anything I'd felt so far.
It hurts!!!! It hurts!!! Hey!!!
My body was forced into an arch. My whole body shook, but he showed no mercy and was now stirring my pussy by force. Just being thrust front to back was agony enough, but he was gripping that massive dildo, planted in my pussy, and swirling it in circles.
A demon… sob… a demon… ahh!!!!
"Mmph!!!!"
And with pure malice he spun it the other way, doubling the pain. I wished I could black out, but every time my consciousness started to slip, the pain would slam in and snap me wide awake again. Cursedly so.
It felt like hours — or days — were sliding past.
The man stirring my pussy kept snickering and laughing. He was definitely a demon.
But in that moment, a strange sensation bloomed deep in my belly. When I focused every sense and scrap of awareness on it, something like ridges inside me started grinding hard against the dildo, and juices began to gush inside my passage.
Finally…
Right before I'd pissed myself earlier, how much had I resented my own body? Other people said women leaked juices even while being raped, but today I hadn't managed to produce any and had suffered for it.
And near those two ridge spots, and around the middle of my passage, a strange sensation was growing. Of course the pain was so huge it stayed faint.
While he was stirring my pussy, pleasure finally rose from it and struck my brain.
Haah!
"Hung! Hup!!!"
Faint as it was, pleasure that rang through my brain in the gaps between the pain. I tried frantically to focus on it.
But this demon cruelly pulled the dildo straight out.
Why!!!!
"Who am I doing this for? You need to take the pain."
Pop.
With those words my body was lifted and something was shoved under my ass. An ominous feeling. And I remembered what he'd said at the very beginning.
My anus?
Enormous terror rose. I felt sweat pouring down like rain. Something touched my anus, and with a dizzying sensation my brain went past white into glittering static as the pain seized it in an instant.
Kyaaak!!!!
"Mmph!!!!!!"