The Flower Returned to Hell, The Eve of a Blood-Red Violation
Even though Baek Kang-ho had inflicted a punishment so merciless that Baek Jang-mi’s beautiful buttocks were horribly mangled, his expression remained dissatisfied, plagued by an unquenched thirst. He still craved the sharp, electrifying ecstasy he had felt when tormenting Cheon Su-ryeon.
To unleash his pent-up lust, he roughly unfastened and cast aside the thick leather straps and iron chains binding the limbs of the naked woman sprawled on the bed. He callously hauled her limp body up. Panting with dazed, unfocused eyes, Baek Jang-mi was dragged by his hands like a broken doll into a humiliating doggystyle position.
Unable to suppress his boiling lust, like a ravenous beast, he forced his thick, burning shaft into the narrow, hot passage of her vagina, nestled between raw, red buttocks smeared with blood, fluids, and tears.
"Ah... ah...! Ngh...!"
As his massive shaft pierced her deepest depths with a tearing pain, Baek Jang-mi felt her entire body shudder with an electrifying pleasure, despite the bursting agony in her raw flesh. Her folds were already drenched with the slick fluids of her arousal. As his shaft pried through her soft flesh, she instinctively contracted her vaginal walls, squeezing his hot length tightly as she whimpered, "Ah... ah... ngh... harder... please, harder..."
Baek Kang-ho thrust even more fiercely and brutally to quench the raging flames of his lust. The wet, carnal sound of sweat-slicked flesh colliding violently filled the silent room.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Slap! Slap!
Clutching the bedsheets so hard her nails threatened to tear the fabric, Baek Jang-mi was on the verge of losing her mind. She was swept away by an exploding tide of ecstasy born from a volatile mixture: the throbbing pain of her torn buttocks, the intense stimulation of the tail anal plug stretching her anus, and the fierce agony of his thick, hot member grinding deep inside her vaginal canal.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! Rougher... harder... please... ruin me more...!"
Gripping her slender waist and thrusting violently, Baek Kang-ho lost his remaining reason at her provocative begging, turning into a pure beast. He let go of her waist, tossing it aside, and roughly grabbed her tangled hair, pulling her head back to shake her body even more violently and savagely. The burning pain inside her canal gradually transformed into a sharp, electrifying orgasm.
"Ahhh... ugh... hng... it hurts so much... but... ahhhhh...! Yes... more... deeper..."
At that moment, Baek Jang-mi fell into a trance on the dizzying boundary of pain and pleasure, about to lose consciousness.
"Ah! Ahaha! It's too good!!!! I'm cumming!!! I'm cumming!!!"
She twisted and convulsed, arching her back like a bow, her panting breath sounding obscenely animalistic. Her ecstatic eyes were unfocused, glazed with pleasure, and a thin line of drool ran down the corner of her mouth in sheer satisfaction.
Matching her violent climax, Baek Kang-ho poured his hot, sticky seed into her deepest depths.
"Haa... ngh... ugh...!"
As his semen filled her soft interior, accompanied by his hot, ragged breath, Baek Jang-mi trembled even more violently, riding the final wave of her orgasm.
"Ahhh... I feel it... your hot seed... filling me up...!"
Her voice trembled as if begging, utterly drowned in pleasure.
As the violent, breathless release ended, Baek Kang-ho panted heavily like a beast.
"Haa... haa..."
Despite pouring out a massive amount of seed, an unquenched thirst still remained in his heart. In his mind, only the beautiful body of the lost Cheon Su-ryeon and the intense sensations he had shared with her lingered. Anger and regret boiled deep in his chest over the fact that he had lost her before he could even properly break her.
In contrast, Baek Jang-mi lay sprawled on the bed with a flushed face, savoring the ecstatic afterglow of their intense coupling. She was completely captivated by this intense, ecstatic night—something she had never experienced before. A strange excitement made every nerve in her body feel alive. Her heart swelled with the premonition that she would never forget this night or Baek Kang-ho, and a dazed, loose smile remained fixed on her lips. Even the sight of his semen stickily leaking from her red, swollen vagina was an incomparably ecstatic and fascinating sight to her.
With trembling hands, Baek Jang-mi carefully pulled out the tail anal plug that had been lodged in her anus, letting out a final whimper.
"Ah...!"
She looked up at Baek Kang-ho with eyes full of joy, wearing an ecstatic expression as if completely enchanted.
"My Lord... it was so ecstatic... I think I experienced more than I ever could have dreamed of..."
As Baek Jang-mi spoke, panting and overwhelmed with emotion, a gentle smile momentarily appeared on Baek Kang-ho's previously fierce face. However, that smile carried an indefinable regret and emptiness.
"I am glad you liked it. Now, let us leave."
Baek Kang-ho put on his pants with a stiff expression, carefully draped a white gown over the naked Baek Jang-mi, and left the Secret Room with heavy steps.
It was then. As the two returned to the bedroom, a knock was heard along with a man's voice.
"Knock, knock, knock. My Lord, it is Alex."
Annoyed by Alex visiting his room so late in the evening, Baek Kang-ho replied in a cold voice without even opening the door.
"What brings you to my room at this late hour?"
"Well, that is... Cheon Su-ryeon has returned."
At those words, Baek Kang-ho's eyes flashed with surprise and unconcealed joy. He curled one corner of his mouth in a sneer and asked back in an excited voice.
"What? Cheon Su-ryeon has returned?"
"Yes... but she is in a terrible state."
At Alex's words, Baek Kang-ho was momentarily relieved, but soon showed discomfort at the thought that his precious doll might be injured.
"What? Is she injured?"
"No, not that... she is just extremely filthy."
Baek Kang-ho was relieved by Alex's words, but at the same time felt a strong suspicion.
But how did she return? Wasn't she kidnapped? Yet she came back on her own feet...?
Suspicious as he was, he sensed something was off. He wanted to summon Cheon Su-ryeon immediately and interrogate her, but with Baek Jang-mi beside him, he suppressed his emotions. He ordered Alex, "Understood. Wash her clean first and let her sleep! I will interrogate her tomorrow."
"Understood."
Baek Kang-ho smiled slyly at the thought of brutally violating her tomorrow. At the same time, he could not shake off an ominous feeling about who on earth had kidnapped Cheon Su-ryeon. An unpleasant premonition, as if some dark secret was hidden, weighed heavily on his entire body.
Meanwhile, Baek Jang-mi felt a strange jealousy seeing Baek Kang-ho's excited expression at the news of Cheon Su-ryeon's return. However, hiding her true feelings, she said with a worried expression, "That is a relief, My Lord. Since she has returned safely... I can ease the burden on my heart a little."
Baek Kang-ho forced a smile at Baek Jang-mi's words and replied, "Indeed."
But Baek Jang-mi also asked with a puzzled expression, as if finding something strange, "But she was clearly kidnapped by masked men. How did she return?"
At those words, Baek Kang-ho showed a displeased look again, wearing an uncomfortable expression. "Hmm... we will find out when we interrogate her tomorrow."
Then, Baek Jang-mi's eyes sparkled as she begged earnestly, "My Lord, it is late. May I sleep here tonight? And I want to watch you interrogate her tomorrow."
Baek Kang-ho hesitated for a moment. Even if staying over was unavoidable, he did not want anyone to interfere with the moment he violated Su-ryeon. Noticing his hesitation, Baek Jang-mi looked up at him with even more sorrowful and earnest eyes, adding, "I will just watch quietly so as not to disturb you, My Lord. I also want to see her being thoroughly tortured by your hands. Please..."
Inwardly, she felt a deep jealousy toward Cheon Su-ryeon and wanted to gain a secret satisfaction by watching her suffer. At Baek Jang-mi's earnest gaze, Baek Kang-ho finally gave a faint smile and reluctantly agreed, "Very well, my lady."
At his reply, Baek Jang-mi smiled with satisfaction. "Thank you, My Lord."
But beyond that smile, along with joy, a cold pleasure seeped through. She desperately wished to see Cheon Su-ryeon brutally trampled and groaning in pain.
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Meanwhile, Su-ryeon slowly took off her white knit dress, which was soiled with her own waste, and stood under the warm running water of the shower. Her delicate hands softly swept back her wet hair, then reached down to gently caress her voluptuous breasts. As she pulled out the vibrating dildo that had tormented her all day from her vagina, her private parts throbbed, causing her to let out a soft groan.
"Ah!"
She washed her soiled private parts clean with the running water. Meticulously washing away the hardened waste on her smooth legs and buttocks, she rubbed her body even harder, as if trying to erase the terrible memories of today. Her beautiful body shone even more transparently when wet, and water droplets flowed brilliantly over her fair skin.
After showering, Su-ryeon barely wrapped her damp body in a towel and changed into the prepared slave clothes. Forcing the clothes on, she dragged her exhausted body and staggered toward her room. Her steps were heavy as lead, and in her hazy consciousness, the terrible events of today flashed like a panorama.
The humiliating moments at the cafe, the shameful orgasm and ejaculation in mid-air in front of a large audience at Adam's performance hall, the terrible horse phallus steak, and the horrific memory of discharging waste in front of so many people... The chilling scenes constantly flashed through her mind, causing her mental agony.
But what pulled her out of the swamp of despair was her meeting with the Revolutionary Army. The spark of hope she had felt, however faint, while being with them gave her the courage to stand up again. But at the same time, anxiety crept in. It was certain that Baek Kang-ho would relentlessly interrogate her tomorrow.
Tomorrow... Baek Kang-ho will interrogate me... How should I answer...?
Su-ryeon desperately racked her brain, trying to find a way to hide the identity of the Revolutionary Army. She engraved their beliefs and courage deep in her heart, firmly resolving not to yield to any torture or threat. But she did not know. How terrible and cruel the things awaiting her tomorrow would be... the depth of the horror and despair she would have to endure...