Chapter 48
Chapter 48
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: Is Your Wife Doing Well? (2)
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“Did you get hard, you filthy bastard?”
The madman roared at his wife from inside the closet.
He seemed to have completely lost his reason, unable to form proper words and just screaming like a lunatic.
“Shut up, it's noisy. Keep your mouth shut and watch. Watch your wife get broken and fall by my hands.”
“Grraaaaahh...!!!!”
I opened the closet door wide so he could see better and approached Kang Hee-seon, who was trembling in the throes of an orgasm.
Her wrists and ankles were bound with leather restraints, her legs spread wide in an M-shape, thrashing in pleasure.
I removed her earplugs and gag.
“Now, let's get to the main event. By the way, my name is Jang Jo-jun. Remember that?”
“W-wait. What are you planning to do!!”
A married woman. This was a new experience.
And the thought of defiling her right in front of her husband made my cock swell even more than usual.
“How old are you, Hee-seon?”
“Th-thirty-four...”
“Oh. So you're my noona?”
She was four years older than me.
Truly unforgivable.
I scoffed at Lee Han-seok, who was clutching his testicles and letting out silent, tear-filled screams, and ripped the vibrators off Kang Hee-seon's nipples. Then I twisted them, pulling as if to tear them off.
“Either way, this is all Lee Han-seok's fault!”
“Kyaaaaa!!!”
Her breasts were soft and warm. And her nipples were so tender. Honestly, if it weren't for this situation, they were wonderful breasts I would have just buried my face in and slept with.
Anyway, as her nipples were twisted and pinched, a piercing scream erupted from her mouth.
The reason I had removed the saliva-soaked gag was to hear that scream.
I wanted her husband to hear his wife's desperate screams.
Thinking that I would soon be hearing her moans already had me throbbing.
I turned my head to look at Lee Han-seok, and he was shaking his head violently, begging me to stop, while continuing to beat his own testicles.
How funny. Even though it must hurt like crazy, his erection won't stop? Is he getting hard seeing his wife's naked body after so long?
This bastard is also a pervert.
“Th-that's enough!♡”
Kang Hee-seon, whose nipples were pinched hard, seemed to have grown accustomed to the pain and was now feeling pleasure, completely losing her mind.
After all, the vibrator was relentlessly stimulating her G-spot. With pain and pleasure mixed together, she must be going crazy.
“Ehe... euk... ah! Haaang!!♡”
I twisted, pressed, and scratched her nipples, and she let out ragged breaths, drooling a few drops.
She wasn't a new product, so there was no need to hold back.
I grabbed the vibrator trembling inside her and pulled it out.
“Kyaa-heuk!!!♡”
As all three vibrators were pulled out at once, Kang Hee-seon shook her head wildly, trying to suppress the surging pleasure.
I didn't stop and thrust a dildo, smaller than my cock but still quite large for a normal person to see, inside her.
“Kaa-rook!!!♡”
She let out a sound that could be either a moan or a scream, wriggling her hips and shaking her head, struggling.
I choked her neck. I got on top of her and squeezed her neck with both hands, pushing her down.
Lee Han-seok was banging his head on the floor, begging me to stop. Blood was flowing, but he didn't stop.
I laughed and sneered at him, continuing to choke her until her breath was about to run out.
“Kkeok... kke... go... go... ma..”
“Shut up, you fucking bitch. You're being punished right now!! You're taking the revenge for what your husband did!! If you're going to blame anyone, blame your husband!!!”
“Kk, I-I'm sorry.. I did.. wrong..”
I loosened my grip just before she was about to die. I couldn't let her die for real.
“Kkeok... heuk... heuk... p-please... stop..”
“Shut up!!!”
I punched her right where her uterus would be.
If I had used all my strength, she would have died in one hit, so I held back and punched her in the stomach.
Thump!
“Kkeoooohhhh-ppuh-aaaaahk!!!!”
As my fist dug into her stomach, she writhed in pain and drooled. I slapped the cheek of Kang Hee-seon, who was about to faint, to wake her up.
Smack!!
“Where do you think you're losing consciousness?! Get up! You fucking bitch!”
“Heuk... p-please... stop... forgive me... I-I'm sorry...”
“So many people begged like that. But do you know what your husband did? He killed them all, without leaving a single one behind. And you want me to endure it? I!! I can't!!!”
I lit a red candle I had taken from the SM corner of an adult shop and let the wax drip onto her skin.
If I hadn't liked this woman's face or body, if I thought she wasn't worth using, I was planning to splash gasoline on her and set her on fire.
However, she wasn't to that extent, so I held back. I used candle wax instead.
Drip. Drip.
Still, having her vision blocked and feeling the heat of the candle wax would maximize the pain and the heat.
“Kkyaaaaaaahh!!! Stop!!! Please!!! It's hot!!! Honey!! Help me!! Kkyaa!! Please!!!”
As the hot substance suddenly fell on her body, she screamed and thrashed.
However, because she was bound by the restraints, she couldn't struggle as she pleased.
“You won't stay still!?!! Why? Should I stab you again?”
I brought a dagger to her thigh, and at the cold sensation, Kang Hee-seon writhed and clenched her mouth shut.
“Hoo... hoo...”
“Hey. Hee-seon.”
“Yes... I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry..”
“I told you to only answer my questions!!”
Splat!
I sliced her thigh, and blood spurted out.
“Kyaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!! You fucking bastard!!!”
“Listen well! You still need to suffer more. Just for loving a fucking bastard like that. For making a bastard like that your husband!!!! It's your fault!!!!”
Oh my. I got too excited even though it was acting. Is this method acting?
I ended up acting as if I had lost something precious, even though I had lost nothing to Lee Han-seok yet.
“Hoo. That's why you're being tortured. So if you're going to blame this terrible situation. Blame your fucking dog of a husband.”
“Th-that's enough!! P-please!!!”
As she screamed while bleeding, I silently whipped her.
Every time a clear whip mark was left on her back and butt, Kang Hee-seon cursed along with the pain.
At first, it was curses directed at me. However, as time passed and the pain showed no signs of ending, she gradually grew tired.
Eventually, she began to pour out her hatred for her husband.
Not at me, the invincible existence, but at her own husband, she unleashed all her hatred.
She blamed him for doing such a thing and poured out her frustration, saying she was dying because of him.
And every time I heard her hateful curses, Lee Han-seok banged his head on the floor so hard it nearly cracked, muttering and begging.
He begged for this hellish time to end.
He begged me to just kill him now.
He begged me to cut this miserable life short.
[Not yet. Just a little more.]
I'm sorry, but God wants more of your suffering.
So despair even more, Lee Han-seok.
I threw the whip I was holding outside the bed.
“Heuk... heu-uk...”
Then I shed crocodile tears. A new phase had begun.
“Damn it... Damn it... What have I... What have I done...”
I knelt beside her, pretending to be truly sorry, and apologized.
“I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I'm sorry..”
“Haa... haa...”
She, who had been writhing in pain, just let out pained breaths, unable to understand what on earth was happening.
“It must have hurt so much... I... I shouldn't have done this... I'll heal your wounds... It'll hurt a bit more.”
I healed her blood-soaked thighs and various parts of her body with Surging Flesh.
She had been screaming with a cracked throat due to the pain of the skill, but as I hugged her from behind and stroked her head, repeating that I was sorry, her hateful screams gradually subsided, and she sobbed along with me.
This created quite a juicy atmosphere. A forced sense of empathy had formed.
“I'm sorry.. It's not your fault, Hee-seon.. It's because of my revenge.. You suffered needless pain.”
“Heuk... heu... heuk...”
“Hee-seon. Will you accept my apology..”
“Y-you fucking bastard... You think I'll accept your apology..?”
I brought the dagger to her thigh again. While forming empathy, I shattered it at the same time, creating anxiety and fear, terror.
So she couldn't properly grasp what kind of person I was. Humans waver before the unknown.
“You'll accept my apology... Hee-seon? Right? I'm apologizing so politely. Are you going to curse at me and blame me again? Why? Why won't you forgive me? Why? I forgave you!!! I'm the victim!!!”
By this point, she must think I'm a complete psychopath.
That's why I'm acting like this crazy bastard.
To maximize her fear of me, and at the same time make her feel that I'm an unstable human.
So that I can groom her in fear and instability.
“Uh... uh.. Yes.. I-I'll f-forgive you.”
“Thank you. Hee-seon.”
I immediately put the dagger away. Then, as if she could finally be at ease, she let out a big exhale and sighed.
“I knew someone as kind and warm as you would forgive me.”
And she said it as if she knew it would be so. While stroking her head.
She said it as if she knew I would do it, and by doing so, I narrowed down her options and urged her to treat me as kind and warm no matter what.
I implanted the suggestion that if she didn't, a terrible pain would come.
Now, whenever a cold object touches her thigh, she will automatically become obedient to my words. Otherwise, the dagger will be plunged into her.
“Hee-seon. I... lost someone very precious to me because of that man.”
“R-really?”
“Yes. Someone I loved dearly. You loved Lee Han-seok, that dog-like bastard, so you must understand, right? Right? You understand how I feel, don't you? There's no way you wouldn't.”
“Yes.. yes.. I-I understand. That feeling..”
“But to lose that person!!! To your husband!!!”
There was no one I lost. Lee Han-seok is the one losing someone in real-time.
“Kyaaaaaaaahh!!!”
“Hoo... Oh my... I-I got excited again. I'm sorry? You'll accept my apology, right?”
“Heuk... heu-uk... Yes. It's... it's okay..”
“Hey. Noona. Let's use banmal. You're my noona, after all.”
“B-banmal..?”
“Just do it.”
“Uh.. okay.”
“Good. Noona listens to me well. Very. Very desirable. You have to keep listening to me well from now on, okay?”
“Euk.. okay.. okay, okay.”
I massaged her breasts. Silently, quietly. I played with them for a long time. To maintain an uncomfortably strange silence. To raise the tension again.
“But, Noona.”
“Uh, okay? Heut..”
“I... don't want to torment you anymore. I want to do something fun with you.”
“W-wait.. t-that's..”
“Why? Why can't I? That bastard took everything precious from me..!!! Why! Why!! Why can't I do it?! Don't tell me. Noona. Do you hate me?”
A grown man's inhuman tantrum.
What kind of fear is she feeling right now?
“A, no. That's not it. It's not, so.. j-just c-calm down..”
“Does it look like I can calm down right now?! If it's not that! Then why do you keep rejecting me!!!! Do you want me to hurt you again? I just forgave you!! I'm the one who suggested doing something fun first!! So why are you rejecting me? Do you want to be broken more? Do you want me to crush you completely? Just spread your legs!!! I. Can't I love you?!!”
“Uwaaaaah!!!! T-that's enough!!! That's enough!! Please! Stop!”
I never knew I had such a talent. I should have become an actor.
When I watched 'A Bittersweet Life,' the actors' crazy acting skills gave me the chills.
Wouldn't I be even more than that now?
“Alright... Let's. Let's do it. Let's do something fun. Come on, let's do it now. So please... heuk... please... stop screaming... I'm scared...”
“Noona. Why are you crying. It makes me look like a bad person. Don't cry. It pisses me off, thinking I'm tormenting you... That's not what I meant... Noona.. Why do you keep misunderstanding? Why do you twist my thoughts as you please? Why? Why?”
“A, no. That's not it. That's not it, so. Jun-ah. Let's do it now. Come on, hurry. Hurry up and do it... I-I'll give you a kiss. Jun-ah. Let's hurry and do something fun with noona now...”
She was completely terrified.
To end this insane farce quickly, she offered her lips and told me to kiss her.
Meanwhile, Lee Han-seok was sobbing. He, who had watched this tragedy unfold before his very eyes because of him, seemed to have been pushed to his mental limit.
Now, the end is not far off. It's time to drop that bastard into the abyss where Indicolite is.
“Okay. Noona. Let's definitely have fun together. I want to too. You know that, right?”
“Okay.. heuk.. okay.. I will.. I will...”
I said while biting and sucking on her sobbing breasts. I hugged her.
“You can scream as much as you want when it feels good, okay?”
“Haa.. heut.. haang♡”
She had given up on thinking and decided to accept me.
“Kkup...♡”
Slurp. Smooch, smooch, slurp, smack, smack.
I kissed her lips.
And stuck my tongue in.
“Eup...! Uup..!!!♡”
Swoosh!
I suddenly thrust my cock inside.
All the way to the root.
And started a rough piston motion right there.
“Oh, wow...”
“Euk-k...♡”
Tears welled up under the blindfold and trickled down.
As if she were a virgin who had just been deflowered.
She tried to push my cock out by tensing her lower abdomen, but the more she did, the tighter she got, making me feel even better.
Has this warm, wonderful pussy only been used by that bastard Lee Han-seok until now?
“Urya!”
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
I ravaged the inside of her pussy, which couldn't resist.
“Haang!♡ Haang!♡ Ang!♡ Aang!♡”
Every time my cock swept through her insides, she let out rough moans.
In my opinion, she had already lost to my cock. She's just pretending she hasn't.
‘By the way, this woman. Her sensitivity is too good, isn't it?’
Every time I thrust my cock in, her cervix reacts with a tingling sensation, her sensitivity is that good.
Moreover, for some reason, it feels like she's starting to enjoy it, tightening her pussy as if she's getting used to it.
I had a question here. Did this woman really only live for one man her whole life?
Maybe she did. Even if she did, it doesn't matter.
“Hey, haa.. Noona, have you had a lot of male experience? Answer quietly.”
Squish, squish. Squish..!
I hugged her tightly so Lee Han-seok wouldn't hear, licked her ear, and whispered.
Then she answered.
“Euh-heut..♡ A, no. I, only my husband..♡ I, men other than my husband... you're the first... Haang!♡”
So she was definitely a pure love type. She had only known Lee Han-seok. How pathetic.
I decided to make her tell a lie to heighten the conflict of this wonderful play.
“Noona. How is my cock?”
“I, it's good..”
“Compare it to your husband's.”
“F-first of all, it's bigger than Han-seok's.. bigger... and harder... so it reaches places he couldn't reach inside.. Haang♡ It's stabbing, coming in... it feels good...”
“Then, between me, who will forgive you and keep pounding you with this nice cock, and Lee Han-seok, who killed people and hurt you, who do you like more? You have to choose one. Sincerely. Without lies.”
She must now speak only the truth, following my command.
If she chooses Lee Han-seok here, I'll have to start the terrible time again and make her completely deny his existence.
“Heuk.. y-you... are better than that dog-like trash bastard... so.. stop.. I don't want to hurt anymore... that fucking bastard Lee Han-seok... I want to kill him...”
Luckily, her will wasn't that strong.
She easily gave up on Lee Han-seok and chose me.
The fear, the pain, and the confusion of the abnormal situation made her genuinely hate Lee Han-seok.
I kept injecting his faults into her, making her eventually abandon her husband and choose me.
Now it's time to give her a reward.
It's a fact proven long ago by Greek philosophers that giving a tasty carrot after a proper whipping increases the loyalty of slaves.
“You answered well, Noona. I won't hurt you anymore. And thank you for choosing my cock.”
“Euh-heuk.. okay... I, I also... heuk...”
“Haa.. haa.. But, Noona. Is Lee Han-seok in this room right now?”
“Wh-what? What do you mean..!”
“Actually, that bastard. Because he didn't want to die himself. He sold you out to me.”
“C-crazy... what is that.. Lee Han-seok.. you fucking bastard...”
“Yeah. It's despicable, right? You're the only one hurting like this. That bastard is jacking off like crazy right now. So let's torment him. From now on, you're a rag, got it? You have to answer my questions as trashily as possible? That way, he'll suffer more, right? You can't be the only one in pain.”
“Okay... haang..♡ I got it...!”
Squish squish squish!
“Haaang♡”
Kang Hee-seon nodded, burning with hatred for her husband. Then she gave me a deep kiss.
I pulled my lips from hers and asked her a little louder.
“Noona. You've had a lot of men, right?”
On the way here, Lee Han-seok told me that Kang Hee-seon was his childhood friend and that he had only ever had a relationship with her.
But what about her? Was she also a pure love type? Did she only have a relationship with her husband before meeting me, an anomaly?
That's where this question came from. It's probably a suspicion Lee Han-seok has had at least once. After all, Kang Hee-seon is quite pretty.
Fortunately or unfortunately, her answer was ‘I only know my husband.’ She was truly a pure love type and a woman who had only known Lee Han-seok.
But that's no fun.
So I'm trying to change her answer a bit now. She's following along willingly.
“Heut..!♡ Eung-ung!!!♡ So fucking many!! I, I was a total rag!”
“Then, who did you have your first experience with. Answer.”
If she was a pure love childhood friend who only knew Lee Han-seok,
Lee Han-seok's name should come out here.
Of course, that's not good. Lee Han-seok must be completely crushed by his wife.
I plan to squeeze out everything he has left.
“Uh, that was... in h-high school..?”
“Properly. Exactly!! The answer I want!”
“Kyaa-heuk!!!♡ H-high school, that's right! Yes! Th-the student council president.. s-senior... during self-study time, secretly..”
As I hugged her and twisted my hips to press on her cervix, the answer I wanted came pouring out.
“What's that bastard's name?”
“Uh.. that.. j-just a sec..! The name is...!”
She was trying to force herself to remember.
I stuck my tongue deep into her ear to help her remember more easily.
“Haang.!♡ Ah! Jeon, Jeon Oon-jun.. oppa.. and Han-seok.. the senior who was close with Han-seok!!”
The answer that came out of her mouth was so shocking that Lee Han-seok shook his head, denying it.
It must be shocking to hear the name of another man, especially someone he was quite close with, instead of his own.
How deep a sense of loss must Lee Han-seok be feeling right now?
If he found out that his childhood friend wife was actually deflowered by a senior he was close with, wouldn't he be quite shocked?
‘Of course, it's all a lie, but there's no way that bastard would know.’
I thrust my cock even more violently into her pussy and subtly turned my head to check Lee Han-seok's reaction.
“Ah... ah...”
Lee Han-seok was looking at us with eyes begging me not to say anything more.
His eyes were trembling violently.
It was the expression of a betrayed man. A face twisted to the extreme.
I gave him a pleasant smile.