Emergency Mission: Target Baek Hanyoung's Ass (2)
Stick it in her ass.
Had to be the single crudest piece of advice in existence. What the hell kind of tip even was that?
But this was no time to fuss over dignity. A back door had opened, and I had to cram myself through it however I could.
"From here on, I'm gonna wreck you with a breeding press."
Fuck... the back door looked way too tight. Couldn't she loosen it up a little? Baek Hanyoung folded my lower half up toward my chest. She fully intended to put that breeding-press position to work.
What is she planning to do with that brutal strength of hers?
If she slammed down with everything she had, I might not hold — my spine could snap. And she knew that perfectly well. She was going to fuck me like that anyway.
My body trembled. If I could just endure it, I might still win. But she was trying to break me in earnest. What was I supposed to do against that?
Fear crawled over me as the shadow of her enormous body settled across my much smaller one. Those gleaming black eyes, bright with madness, raked over me from every angle — like she was appraising a piece of meat.
She stroked my cheek with her palm, then trailed down to my collarbone. Her touch was ice-cold. My body flinched on its own, but I clenched my jaw and refused to let the disgust show.
"You're being so well-behaved now. Heh heh... Is my body that good? You little pervert. You're completely looking forward to getting wrecked by me."
"Augh..."
"From now on, you live by acting cute for me. Stay on the ground where you belong."
At last Baek Hanyoung's massive body climbed on top of mine. It wasn't pleasant so much as crushingly heavy — the sensation of my organs being flattened. I could barely breathe.
From that position, she lifted herself just enough to guide my cock into her pussy. A wet, obscene squelch, and I sank all the way in. True to her word, she came down on me like a press built for breeding.
"That cute face of yours is still holding together for now...!"
She dropped her hips — gently, by her standards. My whole body jolted. If this was what she called taking it easy, what would happen when she actually put her back into it?
Blood rushed to my head. Heat kept building, like a fever coming on. What if I got a nosebleed? That soft flesh of hers packed more terrifying force than anything I'd ever felt.
No... I couldn't let her pin me like this. I had to get out somehow. I wiggled my ankles — the only muscle I could still move. Of course it wasn't enough to escape. That pathetic little twitch was the sum total of my struggle.
"If I just move a little harder—"
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
Even that last scrap of resistance died. The ankle-wiggling stopped. What she was doing to me wasn't sex — it was one-sided violence. She wasn't treating me like a person. I was a dildo. Nothing more, nothing less.
"Pffhahahahaha! Look at that! Your face is falling apart!"
"Hic... hhhkkk..."
"Heh heh, that voice is so fucking cute. Yeah, that suits you."
What had I even been thinking a second ago? I'd been about to say something. Strange. It had only been a few seconds, and I couldn't remember.
Slam. Slam. Slam. Slam. Baek Hanyoung drove her body into mine with everything she had. I was getting crushed. There was no mirror, but I could tell my face had twisted into something ugly.
"Nngh... nnh..."
"Oh? Getting mouthy now, are we?"
"Hhk...! Nnnngh!"
"That's it. Keep it up."
Sounds tore out of my throat that no human should make — the cries of an animal. My neck bent back and my tongue lolled out. Baek Hanyoung studied my face for a moment, then kissed me.
Now she was violating me inside and out. Her tongue swept every corner of my mouth. It made my skin crawl, but I couldn't resist her.
"Aaaaagh! S-stooop! I'm going to break!"
"Ghhk! Nngh!"
Slam, slam!
This wasn't sex. This was violence, plain and simple. It didn't feel good — it hurt. She was drowning in pleasure. I was not.
It felt like my skull was detonating, and it wouldn't stop. Was this what it felt like when the important blood vessels snapped and your memories started flying apart?
My feelings were a mess, but I was nothing but a coward who couldn't get a single word out. A man who couldn't even fight back.
"Aahh..."
"What, about to cum? Fine. Do whatever you want. Try to breed me for real. Come on — shoot it."
"Nnh!"
A long, shuddering pulse. I couldn't hold it. Thick semen surged up and slapped against her inner walls in heavy spurts. She'd already been a confirmed pregnancy — but this load would have planted itself for good.
A sweet sensation rolled through me. On one hand, the miserable awareness that this woman had roughly used me. On the other, the conquest of having come inside someone this beautiful.
Submission level didn't go up... From now on it won't rise unless I follow the tip.
There was no hoping for help from Kim Yerin. I had to break this situation myself, somehow.
"Looks like you've rested enough. Shall we start again?"
"Ah."
I looked up at Baek Hanyoung as she prepared to move again — rough, relentless — and my consciousness gave out.
Two hours of continuous milking followed. Hanyoung had used her entire body to wreck him, and she was starting to feel the edge of her stamina.
I don't think it's ever been like this.
Maybe it was the pleasure — a kind she'd never felt in her life. For the first time, Hanyoung sat on the edge of the bed panting hard, tipping a water bottle to her lips.
Whew... Guess you need stamina to do the wrecking, too. I'm dying here.
She gave Sehyun's ass a few idle pats with her palm while he lay with his face buried in the pillow, taking the break to recover her strength.
"Hey. Get up."
"Nngh..."
"You're not even tired. Wanna die? I did all the moving. Don't you dare act exhausted. You're really asking for a beating."
Sehyun hadn't spent any stamina, true enough. But the sheer volume of pleasure had turned his body sluggish and dull.
"If you're not up by the count of three, I'm getting pissed."
"Ah! I-I'm up!"
"Good."
He wasn't stupid enough to disobey her and actually make her angry. He sprang up and dropped onto both knees, offering a show of submission.
"Hey. Why aren't you putting in any effort for me?"
"H-huh?"
"I'm the only one busting my ass moving. You just lay there. You really wanna get chewed out? Just say you want to die, then."
"What exactly am I supposed to do..."
He squeezed his eyes shut and bowed his head — because he had a smile to hide.
This is my chance.
The tip had said to stick it in her ass. If he played his words right, he could get that opening.
"Ummm... H-Hanyoung."
"You're supposed to call me Master."
"Ah, Master... May I dare offer you my opinion?"
Sehyun lifted his head just slightly. The words from here on had to be careful. As polite as he could make them. He opened his mouth with every intention of not souring her mood.
"Go on."
"I-I'd like to service your body."
"And how would you do that?"
"I'll massage you to make you feel as good as possible... and I'll lick you all over thoroughly with my tongue."
Lead with the offer. Keep her feelings in mind. He swallowed hard. Had he said it too directly? He already regretted not dressing it up more, and waited for whatever came next.
"A massage? You know how to do that?"
"Yes! I do. I learned before..."
Back in high school, Sehyun had been Han Yuri's personal massage machine. Her chest was so large her shoulders ached constantly, and his hands were what relieved it. The technique he'd picked up then still lived in his fingers. Whether he could punch through Baek Hanyoung's hard body and deliver anything she'd actually feel was another question — but he had Love Touch.
"You've got some skills, huh...? Then why didn't you tell Master you could do that sooner? That's a little shameless."
Her distinctive orca tail flicked back and forth, advertising her irritation. Sehyun caught the message and chose his next words with care.
"Ehehe... That's because I couldn't be so arrogant as to show off to Master. How could I dare claim I had a skill like that? I didn't even have permission."
"Hmmm. That's a fair point. Fine. I'll let it slide this time."
It worked! A rush of triumph went through Sehyun, and he straightened his back.
This is my last chance. Time's almost up. I have to counterattack somehow and turn Baek Hanyoung into a body that can't live without me!
He steeled himself around that thought.
All or nothing. The anal sex began.