Please Don't Throw Me Away!

The corners of my mouth twitched.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

A snort slipped out.

I covered my mouth with my left hand.

Fuck.

Why the hell am I like this? I furrowed my brow.

It's all—

"It's because of you, you fucking bitch."

"Kyaaht!"

With the left hand that had been covering my mouth, I slapped Han Somang's cheek hard.

Her soft cheek jiggled, then flushed bright red.

"Hngh... Hup. Huuuuugh. Hup...! Sob, huuuugh..."

She had been sobbing, but she sucked in a breath and stopped her tears.

But then another sob burst out as she cried.

Han Somang seemed determined to obey my order not to cry, struggling desperately to hold it back.

Why was she crying? Fear? Disappointment? Because she was scared?

I don't know.

Hey, Somang. You know something?

The way you're crying right now makes me so fucking hard.

"Hey..."

I shook the hand gripping her hair.

"Yes...!"

"Hey!"

I shook it again. Her neck creaked. She frowned in pain.

"Y-yes!"

"Hey! You fucking bitch!"

I shook her head violently. Her hands reflexively flew up to wrap around her neck as if to protect it.

"Yeees!!! Hwaaaaaang..."

Han Somang couldn't hold back the tears she'd been fighting any longer and finally broke down.

The torrent pouring from her large, round eyes grazed the swollen cheek I'd slapped, beaded at the tip of her chin, then dripped down her collarbone and flowed between her breasts.

Passing through her cleavage, the tears mixed with sweat slid past her navel, reached her clitoris, and tangled with the love juices that still drenched her completely.

Tears, sweat, pussy juice.

All those fluids mixed together looked both beautiful and delicious.

With the same palm I'd used to slap her cheek, I slapped her cunt. Han Somang's body twitched hard each time.

Every time my hand landed and pulled away, it dragged her panties along with it.

Slap!

"Hngh!"

Slap!

"Ungh!"

Slap!

"Haaangh...!"

She moaned with every strike.

It sounded sweet to my ears.

I don't even know how many times I hit her.

By the end my hand was soaked in her fluids. I brought it to my mouth and inhaled the scent.

It smelled faintly sour.

I licked it.

Salty, with a subtle tang.

It tasted so fucking good.

Her neck was bent, limiting her vision, but she rolled her eyes and stole glances at what I was doing.

I saw a faint smile form on Han Somang's lips.

The sight made my brows furrow.

"You're smiling?"

"......!"

"Hey. You pathetic bitch. You think this is funny?"

"No.... No...!"

I grabbed the annoying panties.

Han Somang realized what I was about to do and sucked in a sharp breath. "Hiiik!"

I yanked them as hard as I could.

The fabric stretched and dug into her pussy lips like a thong.

"Kyaaahngh! Ah. Aaaaah!! Ah, it hurts. Aaaaah...!"

The sharp material left red welts on her delicate flesh. It didn't tear as easily as I'd hoped, so I shook it from side to side.

"Ah! It hurts! Hwaaaang...! Ahhngh!! It really does...!"

Her groin turned crimson.

I figured her body was being dragged along with the panties and she couldn't brace herself.

I lifted my leg and shoved my foot inside her panties.

"Wait, waaaaait! Hwaaaang! Th-this...!"

I pulled with my hand and pushed with my foot.

Han Somang's pussy flesh was crushed under my sole. It felt squishy against my foot.

Warm, and her pubic hair prickled.

"Stop pleeeease! My, my pussy. It's getting crushed...!"

"Then get crushed!"

Han Somang tried to push my foot away with both hands.

But there was no way her slender arms could muster the strength.

Watching her fumble at my foot, I sent a slight vibration through my leg.

"Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Ah. Ah. Ahh...!"

Han Somang's body shook.

The moan that would normally have come out as a full-throated scream trembled violently, like a vibrator had ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠been switched on inside her.

The hands pushing at my foot curled in the air, tracing a W shape.

Her pussy kept twitching and it tickled ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my foot.

There was so much love juice it felt like I'd stepped into mud; everything was slick and sloppy.

How long had I been pulling?

Just as Han Somang began convulsing and thrashing, the sound of seams ripping came from the panties.

"Wow. These panties are insanely tough. You must buy the good ones, huh?"

"Auuuuh..."

With a snap, my left hand flew backward.

The foot that had been crushing her pussy shot forward.

My right hand still gripped her hair tightly, so her head stayed in place while her lower body floated up into the air.

"Kuhuk!"

She looked like she'd been kicked square in the cunt. The moment her feet touched the ground her legs gave out and she collapsed.

But because I was still holding her hair, she couldn't sit fully and ended up in an awkward half-crouch.

"Stop.... Please stop.... I beg you...."

"Stop? Stop what? Weren't you the one who begged me for this? When did you throw yourself at me like a crazy bitch, and now you're pretending to be normal?"

"I, I.... didn't want thiiiiiiis!!!"

Her whining annoyed me. With the panties torn away, Han Somang's pink pussy was completely exposed.

The round, cute little mound protruding at the top was visible.

Her clitoris.

I pinched it between my index finger and thumb and twisted.

It must have hurt more than her scalp being pulled, because she twisted her waist and flailed her legs wildly.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa———!!!!!"

But the more she struggled, the worse the stimulation became.

Her eyes widened in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠agony, pupils shrinking to pinpricks. Her mouth hung open, unable to close. A thick strand of drool spilled from her lips, but she had no way to wipe it away.

Han Somang reached down to her pussy again, trying to push my hand away. Did she have no learning ability at all?

"Hey. Did you already forget what I did when you tried to move my foot? Are you seriously lacking any ability to learn?"

"Ah.... Aaaah!!! Don't.... Don't do thaaaaat!!!"

I gripped her clitoris and shook it while pulling hard.

Han Somang's body convulsed violently.

Her legs trembled nonstop, her waist kept jerking. Her hands moved erratically in the air, fingers curled at odd angles.

As I pulled, it slipped from my fingers.

Finally freed, she gasped for air.

"Uuuuh.... Uuuu.... Hngh?!"

Her pussy twitched, then a yellow stream gushed out. Han Somang's hand flew desperately to her groin, but there was no stopping it.

She tried to clench, making her pussy squirm, but instead it sprayed toward my body like a water pistol.

When she saw it, her eyes widened so much it was like she was advertising that human eyes could open that far.

"Ah—. Aaaaah——."

"......"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"......"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry—. Hwaaaaaang...!"

I twisted the hand gripping her hair once more.

Her already taut scalp was pulled even tighter, and a scream tore from her throat.

The scream, laced with absolute terror, sounded so sweet. The urge to hear it again washed over me.

"Han Somang."

"......"

She couldn't answer. Her body simply trembled like an aspen leaf.

"Hey. Han Somang."

I'd seen that kind of trembling plenty of times. Death row inmates shook like that right before execution.

Some begged for their lives while pissing themselves. There were all kinds. Yeah. Somang. You're exactly like that, aren't you?

I thought she'd say something like don't kill me or please spare me.

Anyway, I expected words like that.

Then I'd leave her there, completely ruined, pack my bags, and walk away.

Yeah. This should be enough.

It was the moment I was ready to end everything.

"Please don't throw me away.... P-please.... Pleeeease...."

Ha.

Haha....

"Fuuuuck, Somang!"

"......?!"

I yanked the hand gripping her hair and pulled Han Somang into my arms.

"I love you!"

"Ah——."

"I fucking love you! Somang!"