Submission (4)
It didn’t matter if the outside got soiled. No matter what he did to me, I had to endure it—and I could endure it. At least this man, who had everything to lose, wouldn’t hit me or try to kill me. I could even swallow that nauseating cum. If it bought even a brief delay to his monstrous urges, I could do it as many times as necessary. But rape was the one thing I refused to accept. I could not bear having my insides defiled. …Because there was no chance that man would bother with contraception.
“Haa… haa…”
Hair still gripped in his fist, I looked up at the cock I had just licked clean. Grotesque. Hideous. Impossibly thick and long. …I didn’t want to imagine being pierced by something like that.
In the end, the man who had already broken his word would simply pin me down, crush me beneath him, and ravage my most private places until they tore. All to satisfy his own lust. The image of him flooding my womb with the same filth he had just pumped into my mouth. The look on his face afterward—mocking me no matter what became of me. I never, ever wanted to experience any of it.
“Good girl, my sister-in-law. Since you kept your promise and didn’t lie, I’ll keep mine too.”
“…Thank you.”
I wanted to sink my teeth into the palm stroking my soaked hair, but I didn’t dare. All I could do was stare up at him and nod. …He had already come. Maybe that meant he was satisfied for tonight. How would he torment me next? How much would I have to endure before I could finally shake this man off? Floundering in a pitch-black maze with no visible exit, I rose and followed after him as he turned his back on me and walked away.
“Don’t come out. Wait there.”
“…Yes.”
Water beat against my skin while I filled my mouth and rinsed the filth away again and again. Only after the bathroom door clicked shut did I pad across the wet tiles and reach for the phone that had been watching me the entire time.
It was drenched; the screen barely responded. I wiped my hands on a towel, stopped the recording, and with violently trembling fingers began tapping frantically to delete the saved file.
“…What are you doing?”
“Hik…!”
He had come back immediately, another phone in his hand.
“Give it here. Now.”
“I’m sorry… I…”
“No need to apologize. You’ve got a call. Answer it.”
“…”
He smiled as if it were nothing and held out the phone. …My own phone. The way only his mouth curved while his eyes stayed cold and dead was so eerie it terrified me.
Unable to speak, crushed beneath fear, I took the rigid device with stiff fingers.
The caller was… the manager. That bastard. The man who had driven me into this nightmare.
“What are you waiting for? Pick up.”
“…”
I didn’t want to. I couldn’t imagine what twisted reason he had for calling, or how he had the nerve. The moment I answered, the things he had done to me flashed through my mind with sickening clarity. …But the consequences of defying him were even easier to predict—cruel and inevitable.
“…Hello.”
— …
— …Jia-ya.
“Why… what is it…”
— …That video. It’s not you, right?
“…”
“Don’t lie.”
“It’s… me.”
— Are you being blackmailed by that bastard?
“…”
“Tell me honestly.”
“Blackmail… haa. Whether I am or not, it has nothing to do with you.”
— …Then why the hell did you send it to me?
“Just to tell you to fuck off… haak…”
— …Jia-ya. You right now…
“Hello? Manager?”
— You… what the—
The manager’s voice had begun to crack with sobs. The man toying with me answered in his place. He snatched the phone from my hand and spoke with crude, overflowing confidence.
“My future sister-in-law was having a rough time, so I’m helping her out. Who the fuck are you?”
— …Hey, you crazy son of a bitch.
“You’re acting real bold because I can’t see your face, huh? I don’t have any plans to be enemies with you. Thud. Thud.”
He slammed his pelvis against my ass on purpose, forcing the wet slapping sounds straight into the receiver.
— Hey, you right now—!
“What? You wanna come over too? I don’t feel any affection for this girl anyway. Whether you fuck her or not doesn’t matter to me.”
“Ugh…!”
He clamped a hand over my mouth as I tried to protest the revolting words, then kept grinding his hips forward.
“I even sent you the video so you could jerk off to it. Don’t you want to touch the real thing?”
— …
“You already know where the house is. Come to the parking lot and I’ll let you in. You’re close anyway, right? …But you got money?”
— …How much?
“I’ll tell you when you get here. Just come to the parking lot.”
— …
“If you’re not coming, fine. I’ll send you more jerk-off material, so enjoy. …Ah, but damn, this bitch’s ass is fucking wrecked. For real.”
— Hey! I’m coming, hey—!
Click.
He hung up without waiting for a reply.
“Ugh… phwah… haa… haa… you…!”
“What?”
“Are you insane…?”
The hostility and shame I had momentarily lost flooded back through my entire body. Convinced he was truly capable of it, I forgot even polite speech. I twisted and struggled, trying to break free.
“Are you fucking crazy… ah… chuup……”
He trapped my furious tongue with his own, toying with every inch of my body until long strands of sticky saliva stretched between us.
“Phwa… ha… a…”
“…What’s your agency director’s number?”
“What…?”
“The guy who was running away is walking straight into the trap on his own two feet. Or did you really think I was going to sell you?”
“…”
He handed the phone back, then laughed at me in a tone that called me pathetic. The same kind of criminal as the manager, yet he began lecturing me.
“Why aren’t you answering? What’s the contact?”
“…I’ll send it.”
“And text him to confiscate that bastard’s phone too.”
“I know, I’ll do it… ugh……”
Irritated beyond endurance, I tried to snap back at him in a sulky voice, but Kang Juhyuk pressed hard on my lower belly and squeezed my breasts viciously.
“…Your mouth’s gotten awfully dirty all of a sudden.”
“…I’ll send it.”
The crude tone he had used on the call vanished. In a low voice that sounded like he might kill me at any second, he raped my ear with every syllable.
“Good. I’m the same age as your older sister, so you should mind your manners. Ye-eun.”
“…”
He stroked my head as if I had done something praiseworthy.
“Looks like things are mostly settled, so let’s head down. …I’ll have to wash again once we get there anyway.”
“What… …Yes?”
He grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the bathroom. Not alone. He meant to take me with him.
“Why? Didn’t your director tell you not to be by yourself?”
“That’s…”
“Wouldn’t you rather know I’m downstairs busy fucking the other girls than sit here alone shaking in fear that I might break in?”
“…”
His grip on my wrist was so tight that any attempt to pull away felt like it would snap the bone. …All I could do was inform the director of the manager’s location and follow him.
“…I don’t plan on raping you either. Everything I’ve done so far was just insurance. Honestly, you hate me, don’t you?”
“You hate me too… don’t you?”
“That’s true. …But I don’t hate you enough to let you get stabbed to death, and I don’t hate you enough to rape you while ignoring the girls who actually like me.”
After using my mouth so brutally and slamming his pelvis against my ass like a madman, he spouted those words with zero credibility. I couldn’t even muster the will to argue.
“Once we’re downstairs, watch if you want or sleep if you want. Do whatever gets you wet. …And get along with Hinami like you used to. She’s been having a hard time lately.”
“I don’t want to hear that from you.”
“I don’t want to say it to you either. Whether you get raped by the manager, stabbed by him, or commit a double suicide with him, it doesn’t matter to me at all. The only ones who matter are Haeun and Hinami. I only came up because if you break, their mental states might collapse too.”
Leaving behind the woman he claimed to care about so much… to pour all his malice into the woman he supposedly hated. All while his cock was still hard like a beast in heat.
“Just go downstairs and say it was roughly resolved. You don’t want to explain everything either, right?”
“…”
“Then get dressed. Dry your hair downstairs.”
“…Yes.”
The way he now pretended it had all been an act, that he had never intended to satisfy his own desires, filled me with revulsion. Yet…
“…”
Without making a sound, he touched the shoulder where the wound had reopened, frowning as he deliberately wiped the blood with tissue. The more I stared at his back, the deeper the terror rooted in my chest leaked out, swallowing my entire body.
I understood instinctively that I could never win against him with strength. The moment he decided to, …I could be raped anytime. I could end up carrying his seed. My body had already accepted that truth.
“Haeun unnie… When is oppa coming?”
“…I don’t know.”
It wasn’t awkward, but our conversation stayed sulky while I kept fiddling endlessly with my phone.
“…They’re here.”
After what felt like an eternity of waiting, we heard the door lock click. Without needing to decide who would go first, we both shook the neckties around our necks and rushed out to greet them.
“Oppa…”
“Juhyuk… ah…”
In the entryway stood oppa, soaked to the bone—whether from sweat, rain, or just water—and beside him my friend… who was also unnie’s younger sister, Jia. Both of them were drenched.
“Sorry. The situation got urgent and I couldn’t contact you.”
“…”
“We caught that bastard, at least. I brought him just in case.”
“…Really?”
Crushed beneath the murderous aura radiating from unnie, I could only hide timidly behind the thoroughly soaked oppa. …Honestly, I wasn’t all that displeased.
“…Oppa.”
“What?”
“Did something happen with Jia?”
“…I’ll tell you while we wash up.”
Thanks to unnie’s gaze being fixed on Jia, I managed to whisper secretly with oppa. That was a win. …Hehe.