Chapter 46
Chapter 46
Chapter: 46
Grip
I wedged my hand between Ye-na's thighs and lewdly scraped my fingertips against her pussy.
"Ah, no... Hic... No... I hate it... Jae-min... Sniff... It feels so gross..."
From Ye-na's perspective, my repulsive touch made her feel sick to her stomach, tears streaming down her face in misery as she called out for Jae-min and desperately tried to shake me off. But with my entire body pinning her down, there was nothing she could do. I grabbed her chin with my other hand and forced it up.
"Hic...!"
Her face, tilted upward by my grip, showed pure terror and fear in her eyes. I paused to think for a moment. This was a Sudden Quest from the start—no script planned out. So I had to figure out how to clear the conditions on the fly. Gazing at the trembling Ye-na, admiring her cute cleavage and bra, I pondered briefly. And then...
Smirk
I curled up the corner of my mouth. I had no idea how to wrap things up at the end, but I'd decided how to kick things off. After that, I'd just go with the flow. I spoke to Ye-na.
"So, before we spend a hot night together, how about a deep kiss to start?"
"Sniff... No... Please... Hng... D-don't do this... Please... Hwaaang...!"
"Hmm."
Just as expected, she burst into sobs, rejecting me. She even pursed her tiny lips to block a kiss, tempting me to force them open and shove my tongue in. Since I'd get to do it soon anyway, I held back the urge and moved the hand from her crotch to her waist.
Slide
"Mmph... Ngh..."
As I stroked her slender, smooth waist, Ye-na's face twisted in disgust. It was refreshing. I'd never seen this expression on Lee Ye-na before—and I probably never would again. So why not savor it plenty while it lasted? With that thought, I opened my mouth again.
"Come to think of it, what's my wife's name?"
"Sob... J-Jae... Jae-min... Hic-hic..."
"Jae-min sounds more like your husband's name... Oh, you wanna skip straight to sex with me? No need for chit-chat? Should've said so sooner. Let me just..."
When she ignored my question and just kept crying, I reached for the button on her jeans as if about to start fucking her right then.
"Y-Ye-na... Lee Ye-na... Hic..."
The answer came flying out immediately.
"Ye-na? Pretty name. I like it. Ye-na, you seem to love your husband so much, so I'll give you a chance."
"Sniff... A ch-chance...?"
"Yeah, a chance. I'll give you two options. Pick the one you want. Of course, if you say no to both, chance or no chance, I'll fuck your pussy right now—so keep that in mind."
"......Sniff..."
"Hey, answer me."
Grip...!
"Ah, it hurts...! Sob... O-okay... Hic... I-it hurts..."
"From now on, answer properly when I say something. Got it?"
"Y-yes..."
"Good."
I squeezed her breast so hard it flattened, and Ye-na whimpered in pain, becoming even more obedient. Seeing her like that put me in a great mood. I'd never been into rough stuff before, so was I a sadist deep down? Or was it because it was Ye-na? Maybe I was just getting deeper into the kidnapper role. Either way, it strangely turned me on.
Knead, knead...
"Hic... Stop..."
"First option."
While I was at it, I kept kneading her breast as I laid out her choices.
"Like I said earlier, treat me like your husband just for tonight, spread your legs nice and willingly, and let's fuck all night long."
"Hic-sob... Hwaaaang...!"
She clearly hated the first one. Her whimpering turned into full-blown wailing again. Rather than pity, I felt an odd amusement at the sight as I continued.
"Second option: everything but sex. I won't stick my dick in your pussy, but in exchange, you do everything else. Kissing, blowjobs, foreplay—whatever."
"Hic, sniff... Hng... Sob... R-really...?"
"For real. Guys calm down as long as they cum, whether inside or by hand—you know that from doing it with your husband, right?"
"......"
Sensing a glimmer of hope in my words, a faint spark returned to Ye-na's eyes. She must've thought at least no sex was better than nothing. I warned her.
"But whatever I tell you to do, you do it—no backing out. The second you say 'I can't' or 'I hate it,' I'll ram your pussy full of my cum until it's overflowing. Okay?"
"...Really... J-just that... Sniff... And you'll let me go...?"
"Of course. But since I'm letting you go without sex, you won't report me, right? Not if you have a conscience."
"I-I won't... Sob... Please... Let me go..."
"Good. I'll trust you. So, second option it is?"
"Hic... Y-yes... The second one..."
"Hm, a bit disappointing for me... but my wife just wants some intense skinship, so I get it."
Her endless tears finally stopped. But the tear stains remained on her face as Ye-na half-clung to hope and half-resigned herself to accepting my offer.
Click
I reached behind her and unlocked the handcuffs on her wrists. They boosted sexual sensitivity when worn, but that didn't matter in this situation. Even with her hands free, Ye-na showed no will to run. Maybe because of the system, or fear of me, or realizing she couldn't escape in these dark mountains anyway. She just huddled with her hands clasped in front, head bowed.
Shiver
Her shoulders trembled nonstop. That pitiful sight only fueled my desire more. I placed my hands on both her shoulders.
Flinch!
Feeling her jolt, I spoke to her in what I considered an endlessly tender voice.
"Come on. Chin up. Time for one deep kiss to get us started."
"...Sniff......"
No answer. I considered picking at that, but since she'd lifted her head, I let it slide. Ye-na's face turned toward me. Her eyes red-rimmed, face streaked with tears, tiny crimson lips pressed tight. Even so, on that beautiful face of Ye-na's...
"Smack...!"
"Eek... Sniff...!"
"Lick, lick... Suck..."
I pressed my lips to hers. The moment they touched, I greedily licked over her lips with my tongue and sucked them into my mouth.
Knead...!
My hands kneaded her ass over her jeans. Surprisingly firm. Made me curious about her bare cheeks later.
"Mmph, mmph..."
Ye-na squeezed her eyes shut, body rigid with disgust at my kiss and touch, lips sealed tight. But aware of her situation, she didn't dare push me away with her now-free hands. For the first time in her life, she was yielding her lips to a man other than her husband Jae-min. And now, it was time to claim the inside of her mouth too.
"Smooch... Ha... This is a kiss? Open up. Stick out your tongue."
"Sniff... Ngh... T-tongue..."
"That's it. Not dumb, good... Hahp... Chuup..."
"Hip...! Sob... Mmph..."
I slipped my tongue into the slight gap she'd opened. I prodded her shrunken little tongue, swirling around her mouth. Licking her palate and teeth, stealing her saliva. I was ravaging Lee Ye-na's mouth—territory only Yoon Jae-min had known—however I pleased. Deliberately drooling my saliva into her, savoring her furrowed brow as she grimaced in revulsion at my kiss.
"Haa... Kissing Ye-na tastes so good. And only your husband got to enjoy this?"
"Mmph... Sob... Sorry... Sorry, Jae-min... Urp..."
After one round of kissing, Ye-na clamped her hand over her mouth, gagging. Forced by threats, but still, she'd kissed another man—and now she was apologizing to Jae-min for it. Well, she wasn't a member yet, so my kisses wouldn't taste sweet. My Solar Touch effect probably just amplified the gross feeling. Anyway, seeing Ye-na like that... yeah, I felt a genuine thrill. I had no idea where it came from. It was just... fun.
Next, I eyed her breasts. I couldn't wait to see what Lee Ye-na's nipples looked like—what they'd taste like.
"Getting eager to see my wife's tits and pussy. How about a little strip show?"
"S-strip show...?"
"Strip show. I'll sit over there and watch, so you take it all off yourself. Clothes, underwear—everything."
"......Sob..."
Her face paled at my command, fresh tears welling up. She'd accepted the second option over sex, but now that it was time to act, the shame was overwhelming her. I stepped back two paces and sat comfortably on the mat. Then I urged her on.
"Ready? Start."
"Sob... Hic..."
"Ye-na, answer me. Wanna make me mad?"
"Sniff... Y-yes..."
She must've figured it was still better than sex. Trembling, Ye-na slowly lifted the hem of her T-shirt over her chest. A pure woman who'd known no man but her husband from childhood until 27—Lee Ye-na's nude strip show was beginning right before my eyes.
In that moment, I sank even deeper into the role of a filthy kidnapper. My heart raced. I wanted to torment her even more vulgarly, humiliate her further. Her face as she cried from the shame, her reactions... they'd be delicious.
Grind
Yoon Jae-min clenched his fists until blood seeped from his palms, grinding his teeth as if they might shatter.