Chapter 36 - Confinement Rape Training (1)
Hot air settles heavily in the cramped motel room. Winter hasn't even arrived yet, so there's no heater running, but the atmosphere feels thick and oppressive, like it's been pumped full from an oil boiler. Can you really believe all this heat comes from just the body temperatures of two people?
Surprisingly, Song Eun-hye has a scorching-hot body that belies her icy white hair.
"H-heh... heh... no more, I don't wanna anymore... hate sex... hate pussy... hate cumming...!"
Lying amid that sweltering air, I manage to catch my breath, barely clinging to life. I try desperately to fend off her babyish whining as she lunges at me again. Song Eun-hye's lust is beyond anything Park Seyeon or Jeong Yeonjeong could match—it's as fiercely blazing as Min Eunjeong's at her peak, like the sun itself.
Feels like I'm gonna die...
I've gone hours with Min Eunjeong before, but after nonstop sessions with Jeong Yeonjeong, my stamina was already drained. Add another four hours on top, and I feel like death is knocking any second.
"W-water..."
My throat's burning like fire. I grab the water bottle from the bedside table and chug it down. The cool liquid soaks into my parched, sticky throat lining—pure relief.
"Haaaaah..."
It's just regular water, but damn, it tastes amazing today. As the hydration kicks in, my battered body starts feeling revitalized.
Wait, this isn't just my imagination—my strength's actually coming back?
Especially down there, between my legs, where my third leg is stiffening up again... What the hell kind of physiology is this? One sip of water and I'm hard? This body's piling up more suspicious quirks. I should get it checked at a hospital later.
"Haaang♥ Hrngh♥ Fuuuuck, it's insane♥"
While I'm pondering my own identity crisis, Song Eun-hye doesn't give a shit. She's lying beside me, twitching and shuddering. Her pale naked body is soaked in my cum and her own juices. I prop myself up for a peek—her eyes have rolled back completely from the overwhelming pleasure. And protruding from her pussy like a green balloon? A condom.
"Haaa..."
The bed around us and my body are littered with identical green condoms. Probably because of pregnancy worries, she'd dashed out earlier and come back with a huge stack, forcing me to use them. Dripping cum from her pussy while fretting about getting knocked up—what a hilarious irony. Or is it just plain stupid?
But why hasn't the quest cleared yet?
Thinking back to Min Eunjeong, making a woman cum with my dick counted as "taking her down," triggering the completion notice. But with Song Eun-hye, it's different. Some extra condition?
No clue...
Guess I need to dig deeper. I don't want more sex with her, but after some rest, it'll probably be fine.
With that, I stagger to my feet, wading through the condom wasteland.
Shape I'm in, I should head home first... Staying with this woman'll dry me out for real. Even if the cops show, I can Ivan 5 my way out.
The water helped recovery, but hanging around this psycho feels like a death sentence—she'll just rape me again. Better bail ASAP.
Decision made.
"Hrng♥ Hnngh♥"
Damn psycho bitch—my head's spinning just looking at her. As I stumble up, Song Eun-hye—who'd been moaning weird shit like "heeeung"—bolts upright and blocks my path. Her face looks anxious, then shifts back to that cold mask. Trying to play emotionless now?
"Yujin, where do you think you're going?"
Yujin? Oh, right—Song Yujin, her dead little brother. She's fully convinced I'm him?
Some lingering hero bullshit, huh.
Not just banging some innocent civilian—it's taboo incest with her brother? So now she's seeing this as sibling fucking. What a nutjob.
But I gotta play along here.
Whether she's deluding herself into a win or she's actually insane enough to see me as her bro, pretending to be Song Yujin seems smartest. Doesn't look like she'll pounce again right now.
"Where? You aren't thinking of vanishing from my side again...?"
Grind. She starts gnashing her teeth. Beneath the icy facade, hot emotions bubble up. For a moment, her face reminds me of Kamchatka back in my Russian homeland—frozen on the surface, but harboring fire underneath.
"Nah, just grabbing something from the convenience store nearby..."
"Wh-what?"
"Uh... snacks?"
The room falls deathly silent. Her face darkens as she stares me down. Slowly, she approaches, shoves me—thud—back onto the bed. Then she climbs on top, yanks the tied-off condom from her pussy, and tosses it aside. It lands on the white sheets, juice-soaked tip staining everything gray.
"Don't lie to me."
"Haha, not lying—really craving snacks..."
"You think I'd buy that? Sorry, but your body's mine now. Mine. Yujin, you took your big sis's virginity—you gotta take responsibility, right?"
"Ah, th-that's..."
"Oh, don't worry about anything silly. I took your virginity too, so I'll never abandon you. Hehe..."
This woman's logic is all over the place. What's this personality disorder called? Hysteria? Yeah, something like that... No idea why she'd have it toward someone she sees as her own brother. Total fucking lunatic.
"Shall we go one more time? No clue who you take after, Yujin—your dick's fucking insane♥"
The cold mask shatters again. After flashing that composed face, she unleashes her blazing lust with eyes burning into me.
"Yeah? Your face takes after Mom... but hrngh, it's real♥"
Grab. Song Eun-hye seizes my legs, spreads them wide. My already-hard cock thwacks her face as it springs up.
"Ow."
Pretending it hurts, she clutches the spot, grinning as she grabs the rebounding shaft and presses it to her nose.
"Sniff... haaaa♥ So fucking musky♥ This is real dick smell♥ Your cock's so goddamn rank, it's driving your big sis crazy♥"
Sniff sniff, haa, sniff, haaaa—like a gourmet savoring aromas before the first bite, she inhales my cock deep.
"Urgh..."
It's too much—I tremble like a clueless virgin, helpless.
"Then... shall I taste it?"
Slurp, sluuuurp. Like a kid with candy, she lavishes the shaft. Filthy with pussy juice and precum, but she doesn't care—sucks it eagerly. Soon, drool-smeared, she looks up at me with flushed cheeks.
"Hrrm♥"
Song Eun-hye hoists her lower body high to align—my 30cm monster demands it. Squelch—the sticky slide-in sound as her pussy, now expert at taking me, swallows it whole in one go.
"Haaaah♥ Even now, it's fucking insane♥"
Her pale chin tilts skyward involuntarily. White hair cascades. Tongue out, eyes rolled up—like a junkie lost in the high.
Squelch, squelch, squelch—deep, gooey thrusts. My cock hammers her inner walls relentlessly. Pinned under her wide hips, I feel her pussy clench madly as I buck my waist.
Like Texas's top cowboy, Song Eun-hye rides the rodeo, expertly pinning and controlling my hips with her hands.
"Nghok♥ Ohohot♥ Uuughooo♥ Nnghoooo♥"
"St-stop... you already fucked me plenty earlier... enough already..."
Words mean nothing to a woman lost in madness. Song Eun-hye just slams her hips down furiously, slurping my cock deep into her pussy over and over.
"Heh... heung..."
Ah, shit—no good. My plan was to take it easy with her today... So why am I spreading my legs? I need to shove her off now, but why...?
"Hrngh!"
Should I close my legs? No, then sis'll get mad... Wait, sis? Who the fuck's my sis...?
Fuck, what the hell was that insane thought?!
My mind's going hazy. Almost lost it there. If I hadn't caught it, I might've ended up thinking like her without realizing.
"Hrng♥ Hnnngh♥ Unghok♥"
Squelch, squelch. Moans blend with wet slaps. My waist writhes on instinct as she leans in for a kiss.
"Hnnng♥ I won't... won't let you go now. Yujin. Yujiiiin♥"
Dark obsession clouds her eyes. That icy, gleaming gaze now thick with possession—like Min Eunjeong's.
"Let's make a baby with sis. Yeah, one that looks just like you and me. We're 'siblings' with perfect compatibility, after all..."
And soon after—my raging cock erupts spurt spurt deep inside. Thick, hot semen lashes her walls relentlessly.
"Hrrm♥"
Premature? My vision flickers, then blacks out as I collapse...
"Oops, passing out? Yeah, things'll be a bit different when you wake. Sleep well, Yujin—no, wait..."
Ivan. She stares right into my eyes as she says it.