One-Eyed Taylor 2
One-Eyed Taylor picked up his phone and started filming.
"Alright, filming prep complete! Think of yourself as an actress now. It's acting. Acting. I'm the director. Got it?"
I bit my lower lip hard and slowly rose to my feet. Hadojin's chest was still rising and falling steadily where he lay collapsed.
"That's right. Okay, let's get started. I'll be filming from over there. If it's too half-assed, it'll be boring. Make it real sloppy, real filthy. Otherwise, the deal's off."
He perched on top of a trash bin in the corner of the alley, fixed the camera in place, and crossed his arms, watching us.
I approached Hadojin on trembling legs. Kneeling beside him, I caressed his face. His cold cheeks, his tightly shut lips. His shirt was gone, revealing rock-hard muscles.
I'm sorry, Hadojin. I'll... I'll protect you, no matter what it takes.
Tears streamed down my cheeks. But this wasn't the time to cry.
"Hey, what're you doing? Show us those tits! Take off your top!"
Humiliation made my body quiver lightly. I peeled off my top, feeling a slight chill.
"Bra too. Hurry up—we gotta wrap this and get home!"
At One-Eyed's words, the thought of going home fast flashed through my mind. Yeah... this was the way to save Hadojin. Even if it meant sacrificing myself... Biting my lower lip, I unhooked my bra.
The weight of my breasts made my back ache a little. These massive lumps of fat had always been a torment. Even jogging tore at my chest like it was ripping apart, and if my cleavage showed even a bit, I'd have to wrap them in compression bandages to escape the lecherous stares of men.
"Ooh... damn, those are some huge tits!"
One-Eyed's admiration turned my ears red. I steeled myself. I'd endure this humiliation and shame, survive no matter what, and kill that bastard with my own hands.
But my body betrayed my will. That weird coffee from Hadojin. Maybe because of the supplements in it, ever since drinking it, my body had started heating up strangely. Especially around him—my lower belly would burn, and lewd feelings would bubble up.
It was the same now. Amid the fear and despair, just seeing his unconscious body made my crotch grow slick.
With my bra off, I leaned forward, and my nipple brushed his chest.
"Hngh?"
Am I... really losing it? In a situation like this...
A shock like electricity jolted through me. Someone watching. And all this depravity being recorded...
"Haaah..."
Shame made me tremble. To steady myself, I pressed down on his firm chest. Perfect muscles honed by training. Swallowing dryly, I let my hands roam over his body.
His skin was hot to the touch. Slowly stroking his pecs and abs, the act of exploring his body was horrifying—yet it ignited an irresistible pleasure.
Is this... what Mom meant? That feeling...?
I pictured Mom, calling herself a cumdump and lost in ecstasy. The version Harina denied and called vulgar—was she like me now? In this moment, I vaguely understood. The twisted pleasure blooming from humiliation.
I reached for his belt buckle. Zipping down his pants, his massive cock strained against his underwear, revealing its majesty.
I held my breath.
"It's... so big..."
Beyond imagination. Even unconscious, it was half-erect, twitching.
With shaking hands, I tugged down his underwear. Plop! It sprang out like a spring, fully exposed—huge and menacing enough to call a weapon.
"Hngh...♥"
A lewd moan escaped me unbidden. My lower belly throbbed, love juices trickling down my thighs.
Heat. Had I ever craved a man like this? My pussy, which had only ever pissed itself, aching for cock?
"Haaang...♥"
I straddled him. Aligning his massive length with my tight, inexperienced entrance.
"You're doing great, miss. Real hot scene."
One-Eyed's mocking voice drifted over. I wanted to die from shame, but I gritted my teeth and bore down with my hips. To take all of him, I lowered my body slowly.
"Hnghk...!"
Pain like flesh tearing. Just the tip prying in sent a dull ache crashing through me.
"Oh... good, good!! Let's wrap this quick!"
My legs buckled, and using gravity, I slammed down. Squelch— The sharp agony of my hymen ripping made my vision blur. But I didn't stop.
Slowly sliding down, his cock filled my walls in reverse. Like the opposite of shitting—something foreign stuffing me full. But thinking it was Hadojin's cock made me want to pee.
What do I do... I gotta pee...
Urge swelling with the pain. This too shall pass. To save Hadojin, I had to endure.
Suppressing the need to pee, I took him to the hilt.
"Hnnnghh~~♥"
He filled me completely, like I might burst. It hurt, but the fullness brought a strange relief.
"Haa... haa..."
Panting roughly, I began moving my hips slowly. Awkward at first, but I got the rhythm. Pain melted into pleasure. Each motion sent electric thrills through me. My mind blanked, instinct alone remaining.
"Haang...♥ Ah... ah...♥"
I couldn't hold back moans, burying my face in his shoulder. His sweat and scent drove me wilder. My once effeminate little brother Hadojin had returned a total stud. I shook my hips madly. Deeper, harder. I wanted to become one with him.
"Hadojin...♥ My little brother...♥ Sis is... sis is gonna...♥"
Chanting his name deliriously, I raced toward climax. Then, his unconscious body twitched slightly. His cock swelled harder inside me.
"Haaaang!♥"
Convulsing atop him, I hit my first orgasm. Bliss flooding my womb like it was brimful. Strength drained from my body, hot fluids leaking between my legs.
Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Fluids oozing from where pussy met cock. Red blood and white semen mixing pink as they dripped.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
I collapsed onto his chest, gasping. It was over. I'd done it. Protected Hadojin.
Dazed, I stared at the dark night sky. Shameful, filthy, horrific. Yet relief at being alive and a bizarre liberation washed over me.
"Kukukuk... What a pair of siblings. Total soulmates."
One-Eyed clapped as he approached. I glared at him with pure hatred.
"Keep your promise. You said you'd let us live."
"Of course. I keep my word. But letting you go just like that feels like a waste."
Before he finished, I slid off Hadojin and blocked his path. The fear was gone from my eyes.
"No more. Let us go."
"Oho, tougher look now? One fuck and the bitch instincts kicked in?"
He smirked, brushing my cheek with his knuckles. Chills ran through me, but I didn't flinch.
"But miss, your acting was too sloppy. The trembling shame was good, but the pleasure part? Way off. A real bitch doesn't feel it like that."
My heart sank. He'd been testing me from the start.
"What... are you talking about?"
"Wanted to see how much you love your brother. How far you'd degrade yourself for him. Not enough yet. Show more. Ditch all your shame, become a bitch driven pure by instinct."
He gripped my chin, nodding toward Hadojin.
"This time, use your mouth."
"......!"
"What, can't? Suck that monster hard yourself. Show your brother what a slut you are. That's your way to live."
His eyes held no jest now. Dead serious. He aimed to crush my last shred of pride.
I looked at Hadojin. Still motionless. Lips sealed, face pale. If he woke... saw this... he'd live in guilt forever.
No. He can't know. Ever.
I resolved. This humiliation was mine alone. Slowly, I knelt. Crawling to his legs.
Post-climax, it hung limp—but still imposing. Shaking hands gripped it. Hot, heavy. Pulsing like a living thing, my belly throbbed again.
I can do this. It's acting. For Hadojin... acting.
Eyes shut, I touched my tongue to the tip. Salty, fishy. Tears welled from shame, but I pressed on. Licking up his length.
Then my body betrayed me again. Tingles from my tongue spreading everywhere. Hadojin's coffee... those supplements weren't just stamina boosters. An aphrodisiac amplifying every sensation.
"Hngh...♥"
A moan burst out. Saliva flooded my mouth. I took him deeper. His girth filled my throat. Choking pressure—but oddly welcome.
Awkward yet instinctive, I bobbed my cheeks, sucking. Something awakened inside. Not rational Haruna, but primal bitch chasing pleasure.
"Slurp... schlp...♥"
Wet sounds echoed in the alley. His unconscious cock revived in my mouth, hardening, heating.
I felt every change with tongue and lips, shuddering.
"Yes...! That's it! Perfect! Real whore vibes!"
One-Eyed's excited voice. But it no longer fazed me. All focus on the cock in my mouth, the alien pleasure dominating me.
Bolder now. Tongue teasing the head, lips caressing the shaft. Fully erect, it stabbed my throat.
"Ngh...!"
Hadojin's body jerked hard. A low groan escaped him. I looked up, startled. His eyelids fluttered faintly.
He's waking...!
No. He couldn't see this. Panic surged. End it before he fully woke.
I dove back in, fiercer, faster. Every trick to push him over.
"Haa... haa...♥"
My breaths ragged, body slick with sweat. Finally, it pulsed wildly in my mouth. Precum to climax.
I gripped tight with both hands. Hot, thick semen flooded my throat.
"Glrk...! Gulp...!"
I swallowed every drop. The burning trail down my esophagus triggered my own orgasm, body quaking.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Done. Collapsed between his legs, panting. Utterly spent.
I turned toward One-Eyed. He was gone. Like a dream.
Only me, unconscious Hadojin, and two corpses remained in the alley.
Stumbling to him, I saw his breathing steady, deep sleep again. Sitting beside, I wiped my traces from his face with trembling hands.
Dressing, tears flowed endlessly.
