Complete Surrender
I flip her over on the bed and lay her flat on her back. Then I slowly unfasten the collar. I climb on top of her.
“…”
Her face is still hazy in the dark, but her eyes gradually focus and meet mine. Her flushed cheeks and ears make my breathing quicken.
“Juhyuk…”
Same age. We never met in person, but we went to the same high school. Even without makeup, her face is cute and fuckable. Her skin is flawless. Her body has just the right amount of softness. She’s slim, yet her breasts are large. Most importantly, she’s my woman—untouched by any other man.
“Haeun.”
“…”
She grabs the hem of her dress with her own hands and pulls it up, exposing her legs. The lewd string panties I put on her earlier, along with the evidence of her depravity still dangling from the strings—everything is bared for me alone.
“…Hands up.”
“…Okay.”
I take her hands and guide them above her head. Slowly, following the curve of her body as she lifts herself to help me, I peel away the wrapping that is Seo Haeun.
“…”
She doesn’t need to say anything. I don’t need to look closely. She’s an attractive woman. I’ve tasted that charm many times before. But this feels a little different from before. Different even from moments ago.
“…Take off your underwear yourself.”
“…Okay.”
Here, no one is watching us. We can whisper so only we can hear, or scream until our throats give out. We can fuck hard enough to break the bed. The only thing that might hear us is the apartment above, and even then it would only be faint vibrations.
“Lift your hips a little.”
I slide the pillow I was using under her waist. While she blinks awkwardly and looks away, I gently spread her thighs apart.
“…Stop staring.”
“It’s dark.”
She no longer tries to hide. She doesn’t pretend it doesn’t bother her. She’s a little embarrassed, but she doesn’t refuse. Her lewd slit. Even the sparse pubic hair has been removed to my taste. Smooth, yet mature.
“Ah…”
I etch the location of that fruit deep into my memory, then strip off my own clothes. Now the only thing either of us is wearing is the red choker around her neck—the one that lost its owner and is desperately searching for its master.
“…You like muscles, don’t you.”
“…Yeah.”
She reaches out with trembling hands and traces my chest and abs, just like I react to women with big breasts and wide hips. It’s only natural that she reacts to a man with broad shoulders and a solid body.
“Then… what about this?”
“I don’t… like it. It’s just…”
“Just what.”
“It’s… a little scary. And really… big…?”
Just like how I get excited by her neat, pretty pussy, she gets excited by my thick, heavy cock. It’s only natural.
“So, do you like it or not.”
“…”
No matter how much she turns her head or rolls her eyes trying to avoid the question…
“…Mm… ah… haah… yaa…”
“I asked which one.”
“…I like it. Of course I do…”
Her body is greedily swallowing my cock, drooling because it tastes too good. No matter how hard she tries to hide it, she can’t beat her own instincts.
“What do you like?”
“…Your cock. Your cock.”
“I’m the guy who raped you. I got you drunk and forced myself on you, came inside you. You still like it?”
“…”
No matter how vulgar the words, no matter how much they dredge up memories that once terrified her… she has no choice but to nod. Because that’s how thoroughly I’ve tamed her.
“I like it too. Haeun’s pussy is cute and innocent. I like that.”
“…So fucking vulgar, seriously…”
“Why. Sex is supposed to be vulgar.”
I speak vulgar words, but I don’t look at her vulgar body. I keep only her face in my sight as I lean in.
“You don’t like boring, passionless sex either. Or do you want that instead?”
“…”
I hold her cheeks as she shakes her head under the weight of my breath.
“If you want it, I can do that. Boring. Quiet. No dirty talk.”
“…”
Still connected to me, unable to resist or even answer, I press down on her.
“…Mm… mmph… chu…”
I keep my legs between hers, rest her legs over my calves, press my body flush against her breasts, and let her tongue cling to mine.
“Haah… chu… mmph… heh… mmph…”
Every so often, I close my eyelids and open them again, carefully imprinting her half-lidded eyes onto my now-adjusted vision.
“Mm… ha. Juhyuk. Kang Juhyuk…”
“…I love you.”
“…”
At those words laced with lies, her body shrinks back in surprise. I savor the reaction.
“Why so shocked. I can love your body too.”
“Pervert…”
“…I can love all of you.”
“Hey… mmph…”
Before she can protest, talk back, or even shake her head, I say what I want and capture her tongue.
“Mm… haah… hey. You…”
“What. I can’t love you?”
“…”
“The woman who used to hate me is now blushing and embarrassed. Of course I’d fall for her. Pretty face. Sexy body. And so innocent.”
Looking at her melted expression, I praise her while pressing close enough for her to feel my pounding heart.
“Ah, Seo Haeun is so fucking cute… Your tits are cute. Your face is cute. Even your pussy is lewd. Why are you so fuckable.”
“Hey, ah, ah… haah… stop joking…”
“Stop joking and do what you usually do?”
“…”
“If you ask nicely, I’ll do it.”
I press down on her again as she squirms in embarrassment.
“Please fuck me.”
“How deep?”
“Like usual… deep. Hard. All the way in… ah…”
While she struggles to speak politely between breaths, I push a little deeper.
“This deep?”
“…More. More… haah… ♡”
I press firmly against her womb, which clings stickily to my cock and waits only for me, soft and ready.
“Haah, haah… haah……”
When I fill the place I couldn’t reach before, she lets out a pleased, ragged breath. I stroke her.
“Haah, haah… Juhyuk… ah…”
“What.”
“With her… Hinami. That bitch… how many times… did you do it…?”
Her toes fidget. She clings tightly to me, craving my body, craving me.
“Three times.”
“…Do it more.”
“…If we count this morning, it’s four?”
“…I don’t care… more. Please… do it more… ♡”
Through sound, touch, and taste, I savor everything as I press down with my full weight.
“How many hours this will take, I don’t know. You sure?”
“Haah… ah, ah, mm… mmh…”
“…Got it, then.”
I thrust deep into her, watching her soft, melted expression that looks only at me.
“Hnn… ah, ah, ooh… ♡”
Her body, made for motherhood, not pleasure, is being relentlessly crushed by my cock, forced to feel pleasure it shouldn’t.
“Mm, heh, ah… chu…”
I gently bite her cute tongue as it slips out, desperately searching for its master, while she looks slightly dazed and foolish.
“…Mmph… …! ……”
Her voice stolen, unable to even moan, her lips, tongue, pussy, and flailing limbs are all pinned beneath me, unable to resist.
“……! …… …mm… ugh… ♡”
With her arms hooked around my ruined shoulder and her legs around my thighs, she shows a face and posture she could never show anyone else—lewd, vulgar.
“Ugh… haah, heh… heh… eeh…… ♥”
…She surrenders everything to me, trembling violently as she milks every last drop from the depths of her pussy.
“…Mm… chu… ugh…… ♥”
She pulls away for a moment, smiles faintly as if pleased that her insides have been thoroughly soiled, then offers her tongue to me again.
“Mm… mmh… Juhyuk… ah…”
As my pace slows, she gently embraces me while I catch my ragged breath.
“…What.”
“…Love me.”
…Once more. Not a joke, but those words heavy with lies.
“Love… me… please…”
“…”
“More. A little… more…”
Not because she loves someone, but instinctively, helplessly, she craves that feeling.
“I love you.”
“…Yeah.”
I make sure there isn’t even a sliver of room left for anyone else to fill.
“If you promise to only ever show that face to me for the rest of your life…”
“…Yeah.”
Same age as me. Never dated because she was scared of men. Knows her breasts are big and secretly likes sexy clothes, yet hates when men stare or hit on her. Still, she’s overly sensitive and drank with a guy she didn’t even like just to comfort him. Foolishly innocent, she didn’t notice I was pretending to be drunk and let me take her home. Got raped on her first time, yet felt so much pleasure she couldn’t help it—that lewd, adorable Seo Haeun.
“Promise?”
“……Yes.”
The beginning. The end. Everything.
“I’ll promise… so… do it more. Please… do it… ♥”
…Everything. Her body. Her heart. All mine.
“Mm… haah… …♥”
…Ruined. The woman I ruined. Now everything about her is mine to overwrite. I taste her again. So no one else can touch her. So she only responds to my hands. Like raising an obedient pet.