If I'm With You, My Beloved (Caution: Mild Yandere Abuse)
"Haaah... haa..."
With a slick rustle, Koharu hurriedly shoved down her stockings and panties, tossing them onto the limousine floor with soft thuds.
"Husband... I'm all ready... You can just take off your bottoms since we're in a hurry... ♥"
"Huuuugh... huuuuup..."
Our poor Siwu, sitting across from her on the opposite seat, didn't seem to hear a word she said. He simply trembled violently.
In the midst of that desperate situation, Siwu suddenly recalled a conversation he'd once had with a friend from his past life.
"Dude, I saw this on YouTube the other day. Back in the old days in Russia, there was this robber who tried to hit up a beauty salon for cash."
"A beauty salon?"
"Yeah. Anyway, the guy was such a total loser that the female stylist beat the shit out of him, locked him in her storage shed, and then raped him for days on end."
"Lmao lmao lmao dude how fucking pathetic do you have to be to lose a fight to a woman lololol"
"Right? Lmao. Aaaaah~ I'd let a woman rape me any day if it meant I could finally lose my virginity~~!"
"You idiot, don't say that shit so loud, it's embarrassing lol"
"What, you idiot. You wanna lose yours too."
"Well yeah, but I have principles, dumbass."
"Like what?"
"I want to lose my virginity to a girlfriend I genuinely love."
"Lolololololololololololololol bullshit lololol you fucking nerd lololol"
"Aww c'mon, it's possible~"
"Even if you say that, if a crazy hot girl wanted to rape you, you'd still be thrilled, right?"
"Dude, I heard rape is actually really traumatic for guys too."
"That's bullshit. How could sex ever be traumatic for a guy?"
"...I guess?"
Siwu had once talked with his friend about how some robber in Russia had been raped by a female hairstylist. While telling that story, he'd genuinely grown curious. Even if a man was raped, wasn't it still sex? Wouldn't there be no pain or suffering at all, just pleasure?
Who could have known that he would end up personally testing that theory?
"Hehehehe... eeeeeek!!"
"Huuuugh... huu... please stop... please stop..."
Koharu wore a spine-chilling smile as she lunged across the seat, shoving Siwu down onto his back. His body fell helplessly.
Even as he begged, Haruko showed no sign of stopping. If anything, his pleas only made her smile wider.
Sliiiide... slurp...
"Where... is my husband's... little thing...? Hmm~?"
"Huuuugh... huuuu... uuuu... ugh..."
He couldn't hold back his sobs. His mind went completely blank. Was this how female victims of sexual assault felt? No wonder it left lasting trauma. The overwhelming terror he felt toward the person before him was indescribable.
Thud. Thump.
Before he could resist, his mud-stained, tattered pants and underwear were ripped off and thrown onto the limousine floor. The clothes Koharu had discarded mingled with the ones stripped from him, forming a single pile.
The mud that had clung to his pants had already dried and crumbled, returning to its original earthy state before the rain. The dirt particles scattered across the luxurious limousine floor from the impact of the thrown clothing.
Any normal car owner would have found the sight extremely unpleasant, but none of that registered in Koharu's eyes. The only thing she could see was Siwu's rigidly erect 'cock'.
"This... is my husband's thing... Sniff sniff."
Like someone savoring the aroma of a dish before eating, she pressed her nose against his cock and began inhaling deeply.
"Haaaaah... This smell... is incredibly dangerous... ♥"
"Huuugh... P-please... just once..."
"Haaum."
Koharu, no longer hearing his pleas, opened her mouth wide and swallowed his cock whole.
"Mmm... slurp... shluuuuurp..."
"Huuuugh... huu... ugh... ah... ugh..."
"Shluuuuurp... mmmph..."
Whether Koharu had any sexual experience or not, she sucked on his cock with the skill of someone who'd done it many times before, licking and slurping like it was candy.
"Haaum... hehe... chu."
She would suck up and down, then pull off to plant a kiss on the tip.
"Heeeum... mmm..."
Then she'd swallow it again.
"Aaaahuuuugh... ugh..."
It was infuriating. The fact that any resistance was meaningless and he could only endure her abuse made him furious. But what angered him even more... was that it felt good.
If he had been a man already experienced with women before coming to this world, maybe it would have been different. But the inside of a woman's mouth that he was feeling for the first time in his life... was a sensation incomparable to masturbation. The intense, terrifying pleasure created by her hot mouth and powerful suction. It felt good, yet there was also a hint of torment. At the same time, an overwhelming urge to cum slowly crept through his body.
"Haaagh... ha... ah... Koharu... seriously... stop... I'm gonna..."
"Mmm?"
The moment Koharu sensed he was about to cum, she pulled his cock out of her mouth with demonic speed.
"Haaaaah... For a man... this is your first time...?"
"Eh?"
Her expression suddenly turned icy again.
"This is your first time, right, husband?"
"N... no... yes... so please stop..."
"Yes! Yes!"
Her previously cold face melted in an instant, and she nodded vigorously with satisfaction. If he had said it wasn't his first time, who knows what would have happened. He might have been beaten even worse than before. But he hadn't lied. Unfortunately, he was still a virgin.
"Anyway... for a man experiencing this for the first time... it might be a difficult request..."
Sliiiide... schlick... squelch...
"Haaahng♥! At least for the first time... I want my husband to offer me his virginity of his own free will♥!"
She spread her legs in a wide V-shape and used her fingers to part her labia, clearly guiding him to put it in there.
Because the gender roles in this world were reversed, if interpreted through the common sense of his original world... it was like a virgin woman, in the middle of being raped, ordering the man to move his own body and insert his cock into her pussy.
"Haaah... hurry..."
Squelch.
Every time her fingers moved, a vulgar wet sound echoed throughout the limousine. Siwu barely managed to swallow his tears, clutching his wildly pounding heart.
If I can't protect my virginity...
"C... condom... at least..."
"What did you say?"
Koharu's face turned murderous, like a wife who had just caught her husband in the act of cheating. She lowered her legs, abandoning the V-pose.
Oh no. I'm fucked.
"You don't want to make a baby with me?"
"W-we're... at our age... making a child..."
If a child were born between him and Koharu... he would never be able to escape her. Ever.
WHAM!!!
A dull, brutal sound reverberated inside the limousine. Siwu's body was thrown backward, his back and head slamming hard into the door.
BANG!
Several of Siwu's teeth shattered with a crunch, the fragments scattering softly onto the pile of discarded clothes.
"Huuuuurgh..."
The impact of the fist to his face caused Siwu to lose consciousness for a brief moment, but he soon gasped loudly and regained awareness. His lip was split open, blood soaking his face.
Drip... drip...
Bright red blood stained the limousine seat.
Grab! Tug!
Koharu seized Siwu's ankle and yanked him violently toward her. At the same time, she knelt and mounted his body. This was not a position for sex. Anyone could tell from the way both her fists were clenched tightly. This was a mount position meant purely for beating.
THUD!
Once again, Koharu's fist slammed directly into Siwu's face.
WHAM!
It struck again.
The sounds were brutal. Unlike when she had struck his cheeks, her fists rained down evenly on both sides of his face.
WHAM!!WHAAAM!!!CRACK!!
Ah, that last sound was a little different. Another tooth must have broken.
In truth, compared to how she would hit another woman, Koharu was holding back considerably, striking with very light force. Yes. This was her holding back. If she had truly gone all out, Siwu's face wouldn't just lose teeth; it would have turned into mush like bread dough, to the point where no one could even guess what his head had originally looked like.
Siwu never could have imagined that daring to talk back once to an overwhelmingly superior being would lead to such a horrific outcome. This was Koharu's true nature.
Of course, publicly, Koharu preached that Joseon people and mainland Japanese were equal. In her heart, however, she didn't truly believe that. She had always been quite dissatisfied with the fact that Joseon was ahead of Japan in hero training. After all, the most prestigious hero training institution was none other than Gyeongseong Academy, which Koharu had just enrolled in today.
By now, Koharu was so furious that her usual refined, ladylike speech had completely vanished. She was attacking Siwu with the crude tone and informal language of a third-rate thug. Of course, since Siwu himself didn't understand Japanese, he had no idea what she was saying.
"I-I'm... sorry... keheuuugh!!! Cough! Haa... haaa..."
This time, Siwu didn't cry. No, he didn't even have the chance to. Every organ in his body, including his brain, was screaming at him to do whatever it took to stop this violence. And even with his poor mind, he could easily deduce that the only way to do that was through obedience.
People will do anything to survive. Siwu was simply doing the same. Who could possibly blame him for being pathetic in this situation?
"Haaa... hmm... Can I... really trust you, husband?"
"Y-yes... yes! Cough... I'll do whatever you say... please..."
Even as he spoke, he could feel the absence of teeth that had been with him for nearly twenty years. But he had no mental bandwidth to care about that right now.
"Then..."
Slide...
Koharu once again assumed the same V-shaped position.
"Heeegh... cough... cough..."
Blood dripped steadily from his mouth, but Siwu paid it no mind. Shaking from fear and pain, he grabbed his own cock with his hand, aligned it, and...
"Huuugh..."
"Haaahng♥"
Squelch.
He pushed his member into her sticky hole. With an incredibly vulgar sound, a Joseon man's cock pierced a Japanese woman's hymen.
"Haaang... haaht... huuuuugh..."
As if to prove that Koharu herself had been a virgin, their joined parts were stained slightly red with blood. ...Or perhaps it was just the blood dripping from Siwu's torn lip.
"Hng... huuuuugh... aaaahng♥"
"Huuuuuuu... uuuu... ugh..."
Once again, Siwu's face became drenched in tears. Whether his brain, scrambled by pain and confusion, was malfunctioning, whether he had always been a crybaby, or whether he had become one after coming to this world, it didn't matter. Regardless, their intercourse continued smoothly.
Squelch... squelch...
Since Siwu was also a virgin, his hip movements were extremely awkward. Nevertheless, he did his best to thrust back and forth.
"Haaaaahng... H-husband... kiss me..."
"Ugh..."
Koharu displayed an ecstatic expression she had never shown anyone before. Perhaps seeking mental connection with her sexual partner, she grabbed Siwu's head with both hands and pulled him in, pressing their lips together.
"Chuuuuup... mmmchuup... shluuuuurp..."
"Mmm... uuuuuugh!!..."
On Koharu's side, it looked less like a kiss and more like she was devouring a juicy mango, sucking in all his saliva with ferocious hunger. On Siwu's side, he was simply suffocating and in agony. This situation where one side was unilaterally enjoying themselves while the other suffered... Yes. This was what people called rape.
Through his own experience, it had been proven that the victim of rape feels no pleasure whatsoever. It would be a lie to say he felt no physical pleasure at all... but the mental and physical pain far outweighed it. The person raping him showed him no consideration. Moreover... the person committing this rape wanted a baby from him.
Slide...
Because Koharu had already sucked him off earlier, the urge to cum arrived sooner than expected. As if she had anticipated it, both of Koharu's legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
"Puhhaaah... Husband... Fill me! Fill me up!! With your baby seed... ♥"
"Nooooooo... I mean it... fuck..."
His cock sent the signal to his brain that he had reached his limit. In a desperate attempt, he tried to use all the strength in his hips to pull out of her pussy. Of course, it was meaningless. The difference in strength and Koharu's legs completely prevented any chance of avoiding creampie.
"You fucking bitch!!!! I said nooooooo......... huuuuugh... huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaa..."
He was terrified. While Koharu herself was frightening, what scared him most right now... was the possibility of a child being conceived between him and her. He could never abandon his own child.
"Heeeuuuugh... Yes... Husband... I love you..."
"Aaaah..."
He could hold back no longer.
Spurt. Spurt. Spurrrrrt.
His semen slowly poured into Koharu's womb.
"Haaaaang..."
At the same time, Koharu seemed to be experiencing a blissful orgasm.
"This... is the baby seed..."
Thud...
Siwu collapsed limply on top of Koharu's body. Perhaps because she was much larger than him, it felt strangely like being held by his mother when he was a child. In his previous world, once a man grew to a certain size, he rarely ever got to be held by a woman larger than himself. The only time a man was held by a bigger woman was when he was a small child being held by his mother.
Slide... slide...
Whether it was because his face had been beaten senseless... or because he had just cum for the first time in a long while... his eyes slowly closed...
Someone was stroking his head...
How nice it would have been if that person were his mother...
My belly feels so warm. So happy. This is the first time in my life something has filled me up like this.
It's different from the fullness of eating food. This overwhelming sense of happiness... Right now, my womb is completely filled with the baby seed of the man I love!
Aaaaaah... Shiawase! I never knew making a baby with the person you love could be this blissful...
Although I ended up lightly disciplining my adorable husband again in the middle of it... Just like before, I need to train him properly from the start. It would be terrible for our future children's emotional education if they saw him acting out.
Stroke, stroke. How can his hair be so soft... My husband is sleeping so happily on my belly ♥
It's still not enough, but if I push him too hard he might break. It's our first day, after all...
By the way, what should we name the children? We definitely can't give them some crude Joseon-style names... Oh, I should also change my husband's name when we register our marriage. A Joseon name doesn't suit him at all... His family name will be Fujiwara... and his given name... hmmm...
Knock knock.
The sound of someone lightly tapping the window twice. It was clearly a signal meant for her.
What is it? She pressed a button to lower the window slightly.
Ziiiing.
Through the gap in the window, the face of her attendant appeared.
How annoying. Daring to interrupt my time with my husband? It had better be nothing important...
"Nani desu ka? I'm busy right now..."
"Taihen moushiwake gozaimasen. Young miss..."
"The Director's people have arrived..."