Cold Water, Warm Water, and Kang Ju-hyeok
“Lee Ah-young… you bitch… you bitch…”
Friends appear before her eyes.
“You bitch! You… because of you, I… I… I…!”
What are they saying? Ah… her friends, every single one of them… are completely naked.
“Lee Ah-young! Lee Ah-young! You livestock bitch! Why… because of you… do I have to end up like this?!”
Their faces are indistinct. They scream in agony. Because of her… are her friends suffering…? Guilt pierces through her entire body.
“Ha… haah…”
Someone takes her hand. She turns her head and looks at the person holding it. Kang Ju-hyeok is sitting beside her.
“You should go over there… Why are you still here?”
Once again… a chill runs down her spine.
— “Huuuueeergh!”
Ah-young regains consciousness. The first thing she sees upon opening her eyes is the pitch-black sky and the stone floor. The sound of crickets fills her ears. She is lying face-down on the flat stone surface. …No, “collapsed” would be a more accurate description. And this place is outdoors. The cold night air… greets her.
“Ugh… ugh…”
Ah-young pushes herself up. Her palms press against the stone floor as she rises, and the surface is freezing. She cannot tell the exact date, but the season is either the beginning of winter or the very end of autumn. The temperature difference between day and night is significant. Now that night has fallen, it is unbearably cold. The longer she stays conscious, the more sharply the cold cuts into her.
“C-cold…”
She examines her body. She is dressed exactly as she had been during the date with Kang Ju-hyeok: white jacket, black knit sweater, pants, and shoes. For a moment she feels relieved that she is still wearing clothes, but that relief is short-lived. She discovers the metal collar locked tightly around her neck. The collar is connected by a chain to something nearby. Ah-young is essentially leashed and restrained in this space.
“A c-collar…”
She touches the chain attached to the collar. Clink! The cold, hard sensation… and this situation… reminds her of the time she had been curled up inside a dog cage with a collar around her neck. And then the electric shock returns to her memory. A terror she had momentarily forgotten. Just thinking about it makes her body tremble violently. That pain she never wanted to experience again… is now carved back into her flesh.
The chip embedded somewhere in her body. That cruel mark of livestock still exists inside her. Kang Ju-hyeok can still administer that electric shock whenever he pleases.
The fact that she had rejected his proposal surfaces in her mind.
“Ah… hic…”
The process of refusing him had been terrifying… and exhausting. It felt as though she had made an unwanted sacrifice… She clutches her head and reevaluates her choice once more.
“I… I did the right thing… I’m sure I did the right thing…”
No matter how many times she thinks it over, the conclusion remains the same: her decision was not wrong. By refusing, her fear of Kang Ju-hyeok has only grown, and the unknown punishment awaiting her terrifies her, yet she does not regret her choice.
Park Yoon-ji. Even though their relationship had never been good, destroying her life would have been an excessive punishment. ‘I’m not Kang Ju-hyeok…’ If she had accepted his offer and made Park Yoon-ji into livestock beneath her, Ah-young’s own situation would certainly have become a little easier. But Ah-young simply could not make that choice. As a human being, as a sentient person… unless one were a true demon, such a decision would be unthinkable.
“Haah…”
Ah-young sighs and surveys her surroundings. Her eyes adjust to the darkness, and the area gradually comes into view.
“…A water tap…?”
A rubber hose and an old faucet. The flat stone floor is slightly sunken compared to the surrounding area. There is no doubt that the place where Ah-young lies is a washing station. The kind of spot used for washing dishes or laundry.
‘But… why was I lying here…?’
She curls up, trying to conserve warmth. She minimizes the surface area exposed to the outside air. Although she is wearing pants, the cold from the stone floor seeps directly into her buttocks. It is so… cold. Her body trembles. No matter how tightly she curls, the chill does not leave. Ah-young remembers everything that led to her being restrained here. After refusing Kang Ju-hyeok, enduring the horrific electric shock, and losing consciousness, she has been leashed and bound at this water tap. This, too, must be one of the punishments that demon has devised.
The length of the chain connected to the collar does not allow her to leave the stone floor of the washing station. Curling up here and gathering what little warmth she can is the best option available. A pitch-black place. Ah-young, alone, fighting the cold. A dark night sky and surroundings where nothing is visible. A perfect darkness with no moonlight. The only light comes from the faint stars above.
“I’m scared…”
Cold, and loneliness. Ah-young’s emotions sink deeper into sorrow. But what saddens her most is Kang Ju-hyeok. What that demon will do to her next. He will surely torment her under the guise of punishment. …It is unbearably depressing.
Even after dozens of minutes pass since she woke, no one comes. She briefly thinks that perhaps it would be better if no one came at all. If she stays alone like this, she might actually freeze to death… but perhaps… that would be preferable. …She does not want to die… yet everything that awaits her is simply too painful.
— “Hic, hic!”
Footsteps echo. Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! The sound grows louder from afar. Someone is approaching Ah-young. The footsteps reach the washing station where she sits curled up.
“Lee Ah-young, did you sleep well?”
She cannot clearly see the face in the darkness, but the voice alone tells her who it is. Kang Ju-hyeok.
“Y-yes… Chairman…”
Kang Ju-hyeok lets out a small chuckle. He moves to the wall and presses a button for the lights. Pop! A sound like an explosion, and a single lamp illuminates the washing station. The sudden brightness makes Ah-young squint. There is only one lamp, and it is old and dim. Still, the area is somewhat brighter now. Ah-young turns her head. She sees Kang Ju-hyeok, dressed in warm clothes.
‘S-should I… assume the Basic Posture…?’
She hesitates for a moment. From her curled position, she flinches slightly, unsure what to do. Whenever she sees Kang Ju-hyeok, she is supposed to assume the Basic Posture and greet him. That is what she has been trained to do.
“Lee Ah-young, it is now… Sunday. 12 a.m. Midnight.”
“Ah, ah… yes, yes!”
Ah-young understands the implication and immediately stands up. The “one day” Kang Ju-hyeok had mentioned before the date has ended. Since it is now the next day, she must once again perform the “livestock greeting.”
She rises from her curled posture. The cold instantly swallows her entire body.
“Hup!”
She immediately assumes the Basic Posture. Then—
“Ah, Ah-young greets youuu!”
The vulgar, coquettish tone she has been conditioned to use bursts out. This posture and manner of speech are utterly humiliating. Until now… she had somewhat forgotten that shame… but after going outside today, for some reason this posture feels far more embarrassing. Even though she is wearing clothes… it is still shameful. The gap between the day and night of this single day feels enormous.
“Haah… haah…”
The cold air embraces her entire body. Because the Basic Posture forces her to spread everything wide, the cold feels even more intense. At least she is still wearing clothes, which is fortunate… but that, too, does not last long.
Kang Ju-hyeok does not even look at her. He sits on the edge of the washing station and speaks in a casual tone, as if tossing the words out.
“Lee Ah-young. Take them off.”
A single sentence delivered lightly, as though it were nothing. But to Ah-young, it is an unbearably cruel command. Even with clothes on, her body is already trembling from the cold… and now he wants her to strip? Yet Ah-young has no right to disobey.
“Y-yes!”
If he orders it, she must obey. She immediately begins removing her jacket. Swish! She wonders where to put the jacket she has taken off, then simply drops it on the floor. She removes the black knit sweater that clings to her body and accentuates her figure. Because it fits so tightly, it does not come off easily, but she forces it over her head. Once the sweater is gone, her bare upper body meets the cold air, and the chill intensifies.
She considers removing her bra next, but right now the only warm part of her body is the breasts covered by the bra. She decides to leave the bra for later. How far does he want her to strip? Maybe he will let her keep her underwear? She wonders. Ah-young pulls her slacks down. She removes her shoes and steps out of the pants. The cold floor touches the soles of her feet. All that remains are her underwear and bra. She glances at Kang Ju-hyeok.
His eyes say, ‘Of course you must remove them.’ That is right. That demon would never allow Lee Ah-young to keep her underwear. Ah-young unclasps her bra and drops it to the floor. Then she removes her panties and socks as well.
‘C-cold… it’s… too cold…’
The temperature difference between day and night is large. At this hour past midnight, the cold feels comparable to midwinter. Her pure white naked body is fully exposed outdoors. The once-warm flesh of her breasts cools rapidly. She tries rubbing her body to generate friction heat, but it does little good.
Ah-young’s naked body. The single dim lamp illuminates the washing station, making her bare skin glisten. Her large breasts and slender waist remain unchanged. The beautiful lines of her body are truly exquisite. But beneath that beauty… her perfect body trembles violently, desperately fighting the cold.
This is outdoors, and the only thing left on Ah-young’s body is the metal collar. In a way… it is like her usual “outfit,” yet somehow this nakedness feels even more wretched. The memory of the ordinary date with this demon still lingers in her mind. The normal daily life outside remains in her memory.
“Haah…”
Kang Ju-hyeok looks at the now-naked Ah-young and gives his next order.
“Bring the clothes.”
“Y-yes!”
Ah-young picks up the clothes scattered on the floor. Jacket, knit sweater, pants, panties, bra, socks, and shoes. She gathers everything in her arms and approaches Kang Ju-hyeok. He points to a basket beside him. She immediately tosses all the clothes inside. Her trembling white naked body returns to its original position. She stands facing Kang Ju-hyeok. Even at a glance, her naked body looks out of place in this cold. Ah-young has a feeling about what will come next, and she prays it will not be that. But—
“It is shower time, Ah-young.”
Given that she is restrained at a washing station, she had half-expected this. Yet when the prediction proves exactly correct, it feels as though she has been struck in the head with a hammer. Showering here… in this cold… that is too much…
Contrary to her pained inner thoughts, Ah-young answers loudly.
“Y-yes… yes… yes! Understood! Sh-shower! Thank you!”
Kang Ju-hyeok chuckles.
“Your answer was a little long… You must answer quickly.”
“I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
Ah-young, who had been curled up, immediately tries to assume the Basic Posture. But her toes are frozen and painful, and she cannot rise onto her tiptoes. She struggles, desperately trying to get into the “Basic Posture,” but her body truly feels frozen solid. Watching this, the demon tosses shower products at her. Three plastic bottles. Shampoo, conditioner, and treatment. Thud! Thud! Clatter!
“I will turn on the water, so wash yourself thoroughly. If you rush and do a sloppy job just because it is cold, you will receive appropriate punishment.”
“Yes! Understood!”
Since when had showering become such a horrific act? Looking at the state of this washing station, there is no way hot water will come out. In this outdoor cold, icy water will surely spray out. Already, the freezing air is rubbing against her body as if trying to kill her with cold. If cold water is added on top of that… it will be unbearable.
“I will wash your body later, so just wash your hair for now. Use only water for your body.”
Creak! Creak! Creak! The sound of old metal scraping. Kang Ju-hyeok turns the faucet, letting water flow. Water bursts from the rubber hose. Whoosh! Gush! He picks up the hose and begins spraying Ah-young.
Splash!
“Kyaaaaaaaah!”
The moment the water touches her body, Ah-young lets out an instinctive scream. The water is far colder than the outside air. Ice-cold water cascades down her body. It goes beyond mere cold… it causes actual pain across her entire body.
“The shampoo, conditioner, and treatment are on the floor. Use all three. You are only washing your hair. Again, do not do a half-hearted job just because it is cold.”
Kang Ju-hyeok smiles happily. To Ah-young, he truly looks like a demon standing before her. In this temperature, outdoors… having to shower with ice water…? And she has already been suffering from the cold for a long time…
“Haah… haah…”
Along with Ah-young’s pained breathing, the water stream soaks her upper body. Whoosh! When the strong-pressure water from the hose hits her large breasts, they tremble and sway. A real-time sensation of her breasts freezing spreads through her.
“Ugh… ugh…!”
Ah-young instinctively tries to block the stream with her arms, but Kang Ju-hyeok simply aims at her other breast instead. Whoosh!
“Hic, hic, hic!”
He continues spraying her breasts, his intent to torment her obvious. Overwhelmed by the horrific cold, Ah-young makes up her mind and picks up the shampoo from the floor. She has to finish quickly. Dodging the stream is pointless. At least she only has to wash her hair. She needs to end this “cold shower” as fast as possible.
She squeezes out a generous amount of shampoo, rubs it into her hands, and brings the stream to her head. Splash! Cold water runs down her hair.
“Ugh… hic… ugh… ugh…!”
‘It’s… too cold… I-I feel like I’m going to die…’
Ah-young wets her hair and begins rubbing the shampoo into her strands. She lowers her head, works the shampoo with her fingers, and creates lather. Both her head and fingers are insanely cold. No—every part of her body the water touches feels as though it is freezing solid. When she bends at the waist, her breasts hang slightly downward. As she scrubs her hair, they sway left and right. Ah-young, showering outdoors while her breasts swing. But the shame is nothing compared to the intense cold pain.
She finishes shampooing and brings her head under the stream. Kang Ju-hyeok deliberately changes the direction of the water, and Ah-young moves her body around to chase the icy stream. Splash!
“Kgh… ugh…!”
Instead of her shampooed hair, the water sprays her stomach, breasts, and between her legs. The combination of cold temperature and water pressure causes sharp pain. “Hngh! Hngh…!” Ah-young struggles to find the stream, her upper body twisting. Each movement makes her breasts sway, chilling her body further. With shampoo in her eyes, it takes even longer. Ah-young finally locates the stream and rinses the lather from her hair. …In truth, it is not that she found it—Kang Ju-hyeok is simply aiming the water at her head—but he continues smiling and spraying her.
Her body truly feels as though it is freezing solid. She is showering naked outdoors. On a cold night, with ice-like water… at a washing station… this is utterly senseless.
The shampoo rinses away. Has washing hair ever taken this long?
“Hic… hic… hic…”
Ah-young begins to sob pitifully at her own wretched state. She is in so much pain, yet the man spraying water in front of her is far more terrifying than the suffering. She feels as though she might freeze to death, yet there is no one to complain to. It is… too painful.
Splash! Splash! She finishes rinsing all the shampoo. Ah-young’s wet hair drips water. The water running from her hair trails down her neck and breasts. The breasts, especially the nipples, that the water touches feel painfully raw. Her lips have turned blue, and her trembling body makes it obvious to anyone how cold she is.
“Huu… huu… huu…”
She has finished shampooing, but that is only one step. She reaches for the conditioner bottle on the floor. By now, her fingers are shaking so badly that she cannot even grasp the bottle properly. Thud! Thud! Her fingers miss the conditioner and swipe through empty air. Her hands will not move as she wants. They have become sluggish, as if frozen. But there is no one to help Ah-young.
Whoosh! Kang Ju-hyeok sprays water all over the beautiful naked woman. Every patch of skin the water touches feels horrifically cold. The sobbing of the woman being sprayed does not stop.
“Hic… hic…”
Shampoo, conditioner, treatment. The steps of washing her hair. On this cold stone floor, the shower… continues for a long time. Until she finishes everything, Kang Ju-hyeok keeps spraying her. Ah-young washes her entire body while being hit by the water. Splash! He deliberately sprays her breasts instead of her conditioner-covered hair. Ah-young’s head moves around searching for the stream. The horrific hair-washing. In this cold, Ah-young’s “ice-water shower” continues.
—
Clink, clink. Thud, thud. Splash, splash.
Kang Ju-hyeok walks through the building interior holding the leash. Behind him follows the naked Ah-young, collared. She hugs her breasts with both arms, her body trembling. Cold water drips from her body. Water from her wet hair runs down the curves of her body and onto the floor. The water from her damp soles leaves footprints on the floor. The places her footsteps touch grow wet. Following the sound of Kang Ju-hyeok’s dress shoes comes the sound of Ah-young’s bare feet against the corridor floor. Splash! Splash! Splash! Drip! Drip! Drip!
Ah-young looks endlessly miserable. After the shower, her body glistens, but it is far from refreshed. Her naked figure is still perfect, yet the sight of her soaked body makes her appear far more wretched than usual. The metal collar around her neck and the leash handle in Kang Ju-hyeok’s hand make the scene resemble the transport of a medieval slave. Ah-young’s unfocused eyes and her body trembling from the cold. Their destination is the “bathhouse” located inside the building. After forcing Ah-young to shower with ice-like water outdoors while naked, Kang Ju-hyeok is now walking toward a warm place to wash her. Because of the leash, Ah-young is forced to follow.
Thud, thud. Splash, splash. Creak! When the door opens, a small changing room with wooden furniture comes into view. The changing room is considerably smaller than the bathhouse visible inside. Clink! Splash! Splash! Kang Ju-hyeok pulls the leash and drags Ah-young into the changing room.
“Hic… hic…”
Ah-young is dragged in weakly. But once inside the changing room, warm air from the bathhouse rushes over her entire body. Her feet are freezing. She has been walking barefoot on cold ground and corridors, but upon entering the changing room, warm air greets her.
‘I-I feel like I’m going to live… still…’
Ah-young rubs her toes together, savoring the warmth. She stares at the floor, trying to expel the cold from her body however she can. Hugging her breasts with her arms, she buries her trembling fingers into her cleavage.
“Haah… haah…”
She shakes her body slightly, as if a dog shaking off water. She holds her breasts to keep them from swaying and shakes the water from her body. Kang Ju-hyeok made her shower under the pretext of washing her hair, yet he did not even give her a towel to dry off. Then—
Swish!
“Eh?”
Kang Ju-hyeok suddenly begins removing his clothes. Ah-young instinctively lowers her head back to the floor. She does not want to see this man undress. But the demon continues stripping. Everything. Without exception. Until Kang Ju-hyeok has removed all his clothes, Ah-young’s body remains frozen. She cannot decide how to react or how to interpret the situation. Until now, Ah-young has always shown her naked body to this man, but he has never once undressed in front of her. A feeling of equality? No. This… does not seem like a good sign at all. She does not want to see that demon’s naked body, and this man… is undressing…? That means… she has no idea what he will do to her.
Surprisingly, since her kidnapping, Kang Ju-hyeok has never once raped Ah-young. He has made her do far worse things, but there has never been a single instance of sexual intercourse. But now, Ah-young begins to feel the fear of that rape and intercourse throughout her entire body. This man is not the type to undress in front of Ah-young without reason. There must be a purpose. Even the seemingly ordinary date had been a means to achieve some goal…
‘Why… why… is he… taking me… to wash…? N-no… please…’
She absolutely does not want to have sex with this demon. But… she has no right to refuse that either. If she cannot refuse, she may have to accept it. With her head lowered, she tightly closes her eyes. She tries to mentally prepare for the situation that is about to come.
‘Lee… Lee Ah-young… I… I’m… okay… I’m okay…’
She tells herself it will be okay. After all, she has already endured things far more grotesque and painful than rape or sex…
“Come in, Lee Ah-young.”
Clink!
“Heh… heh…!”
The now-completely naked Kang Ju-hyeok enters the bathhouse, pulling Ah-young’s leash. Ah-young follows weakly behind him. She does not resist, but even if she did, she would not be able to overcome this man’s strength. The sound of water inside the bathhouse can be heard. Warm steam envelops her body. …Although worry and fear cover her heart, at least… this warm air feels good. After being covered in ice water outside, feeling this warm temperature… her mood… improves slightly.
The spacious interior of the bathhouse. There are three large tubs, but only two showers. It resembles a large private bathroom. Ah-young’s heart pounds as if it will burst. …A man and a woman, both completely naked, have entered the tub together. The thought that this demon’s goal might be sex grows stronger.
“Here, I will wash Ah-young’s body.”
At those words, Ah-young slightly raises her head. She sees Kang Ju-hyeok’s body. She immediately lowers her head again. Muscles covering his entire back. To someone else… those muscles might look impressive… but to Ah-young, they are nothing but terror. Kang Ju-hyeok leads her to the shower, rinses his own body briefly, then wets Ah-young as well. Warm water. For a moment, warm water envelops her. …Fear still covers her entire body. But… this water… feels good.
The man holding the leash and the woman wearing it. The two naked people… enter the warm tub. Splash! Splash!
“Hic!”
When her cold body enters the warm water, she feels a stinging sensation and a light friction throughout her body. But soon… her body… shifts to a comfortable feeling. The warm temperature… soaks into Ah-young’s entire body.
“Ha… haah…”
It feels good. Suddenly… she feels far too happy.
“Ha… haaah…”
…If she had been alone, it would have been even better… Is it because she came here after the cold pain? Ah-young… savors this unexpected warm happiness for a moment.
‘The water… feels good… it’s so warm…’
Then suddenly… Kang Ju-hyeok approaches her. Splash! Splash! The demon walks through the tub water toward her.
“Hi… hiiiiik! Th-this…”
Ah-young tries her best not to look at the demon, but eventually ends up staring at his naked body. And between the demon’s muscular legs… something truly enormous… fully erect… comes into view. Ah-young sees that penis, screams, and tightly closes her eyes. Clink, clink. Ting! Kang Ju-hyeok approaches and removes Ah-young’s collar. He must have had a key. The metal collar comes off far too easily. He tosses the leash outside the tub. Ting! Ting! Clatter! Once the collar is gone, Ah-young feels slightly more at ease.
“Haah…”
Kang Ju-hyeok exhales and sits in the spot beside Ah-young, filled with warm water. Ah-young tightly closes her eyes and trembles. The warm water feels good, but the demon beside her… seems to ruin that feeling.
‘And why… why… why is it… so erect…’
Ah-young’s breasts float partially above the water due to buoyancy. Noticing this, she quickly pushes both breasts underwater with her arms. Even though… her body is visible through the transparent water anyway… she still feels embarrassed for some reason. She glances at Kang Ju-hyeok’s body. Still, his penis remains fully erect underwater. She has almost never seen a man’s genitals before, so a little curiosity arises, but… right now, it is simply an object of fear. She prays that nothing happens. Then she blankly stares at her own naked body submerged in the water and enjoys this warm temperature.
“…Lee Ah-young.”
“Yes… Chairman…”
“How do you feel right now?”
“Ugh…”
Kang Ju-hyeok’s voice echoes throughout the entire bathhouse. When Ah-young does not answer immediately, only the sound of flowing water fills the space. Drip! Drip! The quiet resonance of water droplets falling. It sounds peaceful, but right now it does not feel peaceful at all. Ah-young trembles and belatedly answers.
“The w-warm water… feels… good. No, it feels… good.”
With both arms covering her breasts and her head lowered, Ah-young answers. Truly, this warm tub feels good. Perhaps because she felt such intense cold earlier… the pleasant feeling is certain. The warmth enveloping her body, this good feeling is not a lie.
“Are you afraid of me?”
“……”
Every time this demon asks a question… Ah-young falls into deep thought. What answer would be correct? But this question… is something she cannot hide. Saying she is not afraid would be an obvious lie.
“Yes… I-I’m scared.”
“…I see…”
‘…Who does he think he is… asking that kind of question…? Filthy… demon…’
After Ah-young’s answer, the conversation does not continue. The two naked man and woman in the tub… simply warm their bodies in the warm water in a daze. The sound of water droplets falling from the ceiling. And the sound of water flowing somewhere. When she stays still, she feels a sense of peace. …Ah-young still… does not feel bad. Carefully… she sinks deeper into the tub.
‘…It’s warm…’
Bathing in the same tub with a man she does not like… something the old Lee Ah-young could never have imagined… but now… she simply surrenders her body to this warmth. Kang Ju-hyeok sits quietly, not even looking at Ah-young. Is this demon also feeling good? He, too, stares blankly ahead. This quiet sound of water and warm air. Ah-young feels that if nothing happens like this, she might be able to quietly forget the cold water stream from earlier.
“Haah…”
Ah-young lets out a pleasant breath. Carefully, she scoops up some tub water with her hands and wets her face as if washing it. She also pours warm water over her cold hair. The cold and painful things that had remained in her body… seem to disappear. Special Livestock… Lee Ah-young… She tries to forget that cruel title, even if only a little… In the silence, time quietly passes.
After a while… Kang Ju-hyeok opens his mouth.
“Ah-young, you may use this tub from now on.”
“Ah, ah… um… yes, thank you.”
It is not a bad thing to say. …If only she could use this tub alone… …If only you were not here… it would be an even better statement. He smiles slightly.
“And… starting tomorrow, Ah-young’s daily life… will be a little different.”
Splash! Kang Ju-hyeok, who had been sitting in the tub, suddenly stands up. Ah-young glances at his body for a moment, then instinctively covers her eyes with her hand.
“Kgh…”
“And… Lee Ah-young has two flaws.”
Splash! Splash! He walks through the tub water. Kang Ju-hyeok approaches right in front of where Ah-young is sitting. Above the water surface, Kang Ju-hyeok’s large penis… fully erect… approaches Ah-young.
“The first is that your pubic hair… grows far too vigorously.”
Kang Ju-hyeok, who has arrived right in front of Ah-young, grabs her hair. Ah-young, who had been covering her eyes with her hand and lowering her head, has her head turned toward Kang Ju-hyeok. Right in front of Ah-young’s eyes, Kang Ju-hyeok’s penis is positioned.
“Hi… hic…”
Seen up close, the man’s penis is even more enormous. Ah-young has of course never seen a size like this, and she has never even thought such a size was possible.
“The second is that you are not a virgin.”
Ah-young’s pupils shake wildly, unsure where to look.
“I wanted to pierce through Lee Ah-young’s hymen with this.”
“Ha… haah… haah… haah…”
Ah-young’s breathing grows increasingly rough. Kang Ju-hyeok’s penis taps against Ah-young’s face. That hard, hot flesh touches her cheek and lips.
“Ugh… mgh…”
The situation she had feared… is correct. Ah-young’s fear reaches its peak, and instead of the pleasant warmth that had enveloped her body, hot terror gushes forth.
“However, the fact that your number of sexual experiences is only one person, and… that your anus… has no experience yet.”
Kang Ju-hyeok grins.
“With that, I have decided to forgive Lee Ah-young.”
“Heek… heek… heek… ha… haah…”
Kang Ju-hyeok releases Ah-young’s hair. Then he climbs onto the edge of the tub and sits. He spreads his legs.
“Come here and suck it with your mouth, Lee Ah-young.”
“Eh, eh… eh…”
“If you do it well, it will be… good for you, Ah-young.”
Kang Ju-hyeok smiles gently. Ah-young’s entire body is trembling. As if… her entire body has been doused with cold water… a massive tremor. Her body is warm, but her mind grows cold.
“Ah… ah… understood… Chairman…”
She approaches the seated Kang Ju-hyeok. Toward that enormous, obscene… thing…