Kidnapping (Complete)
Kang Ye-jin slams her hips down like a merciless executioner dropping the guillotine blade.
*Squelch!* Our already drenched pussy and my pelvis collide, unleashing a sticky, utterly obscene splashing sound that echoes through the room.
"Nngh...!"
Kang Ye-jin's face twists into something lewd. She wears an exaggerated expression straight out of some raunchy Japanese hentai, her cheeks flushed deep red. Her pale skin only amplifies the erotic vibe when it colors like that.
"Han Siwoo...! You, you're really... fuckin' insane...?"
"Hng...!"
She screams my name like a madwoman, her actions downright creepy. She whips her head side to side like a beast, staring right at my face. But I don't respond to her call. Why? Because right now, I'm lost in extreme pleasure bordering on hallucination—like floating on clouds.
"Heh, hah, ah..."
Just from her sliding down onto me, it feels like I could black out. I've never experienced anything like this... Her pussy walls simply clench tight around my dick, but that sensation rebounds amplified dozens, hundreds of times over.
*Spurt, spurt, spuuurt!*
"A-ah... No way..."
I can't endure it. Already feeling insanely good, her overwhelming pussy grip pushes me over the edge into an intravaginal creampie.
'Even with Ye-seul noona, it never went this fast...'
Humiliation crashes in alongside the pleasure, leaving me exposed like some naked freak on the roadside.
"What, already?"
Even in this moment, Kang Ye-jin smirks down at me from on top.
I want to punch her for that infuriating attitude, but her next movements drain all my strength.
*Squish, squish, squish—*
*Spurt, spurt, spuuurt!*
She keeps shaking her hips with that signature mocking grin. I spew my load again in response, and her lips curl even higher.
"Siwoo-ya, isn't your dick just total dog chow? Your face is all slack just from a little movement."
"Th-this is all because you drugged me..."
"What're you yappin' about? This drug doesn't cause premature ejaculation. Means you're just a loose, chastity-free automatic door dick."
*Squiiiish...*
She hurls insults while flicking her pelvis back and forth in short, sticky motions.
*Spuuuurt, spuuurt!*
From barely a few centimeters of movement, I cum again. This can't be real... It's not like pissing, cumming this fast...? Her grip and technique aren't even superior to Ye-seul noona's... I gaze up at Kang Ye-jin in horrified shock at this unreal pace.
"Ah, that face... Perfect. So damn cute..."
She chuckles softly and plants a smack of a kiss on my cheek. She's got the leisure for it, after all.
"Y'know, Siwoo-ya, people have reason—it's like an unbreakable shield. You know that?"
She brushes my messy hair aside and grins wickedly. She's gearing up for more humiliation with some twisted logic.
"No matter how pissed or insulted you get... normal people don't commit crimes against the person in front of them. Right?"
"What does that have to do with—"
"Everything."
I question her out-of-left-field remark, and she shoots it right back.
"'Cause just looking at you makes me lose all reason and wanna rape you. You're too fuckable from head to toe—made for raping."
"Don't say shit like—"
"How can someone be built like this? Huh? Heh heh..."
...Yeah, total nonsense not worth hearing. Still, her words make my heart pound oddly.
*Squiiiish, squiiiish, squiiiish, squiiiish—*
*Spuurt, spuurt, spuurt, spuurt!*
"Aaah...!"
She stops with the useless talk now. Like a kid devouring their first ice cream, she focuses solely on milking my dick dry.
*Spuuuurt!*
Every shake of her hips unleashes torrents of semen from my lower body without restraint.
*Gurgle, gurgle!*
Even to me, it's an abnormal volume... Is my small stature 'cause everything I eat goes straight to my balls? It overflows so much from our joined parts, soaking the bed in seconds.
"You cum like a fuckin' firehose... Well, guess that seals the pregnancy."
"Heeeh..."
"So, Siwoo-ya... Somwol won't be here for hours. Wanna make a baby with me some more?"
She's not planning seven days—she'll wreck me in three, no, one night. She rocks her hips even more violently, recklessly.
That day, I pump out about two liters of cum, and it takes such a toll that I pass out.
"Kang Ye-jin? The director wants to see you."
A woman in a black suit with a ponytail steps into the room. What's her name again...? I jolt upright beside the soundly sleeping Siwoo to check her business card.
"Oh Se-young."
"Yes?"
"Ah, nothing. Just testing the name. But why's Park Somwol summoning me? Her 'turn' is tomorrow."
"Well, I don't..."
"I know, you're just the errand girl."
I flash a polite smile and brush past her out the door. Oh Se-young glances at the passed-out Siwoo and her eyes widen. Talk about a sinful guy... So damn popular.
"Give him a shower in the bathroom. No funny business."
"Got it..."
"Thanks for the help."
Ugh, why do athletic girls always do ponytails? Bad memories there. Fuck, just thinking about it makes my side throb...
*Click*
I rummage in my pocket, pop a few stashed painkillers, and head to the living room.
And there, sprawled boldly on the living room sofa, is one woman in a suit: Park Somwol.
"Wasn't it the cafe at the mountain base?"
"Too far—would be late. Drove straight here."
"Oh, right?"
She must've been desperate. That hot for Han Siwoo?
"But seriously... why come here? Your turn's tomorrow."
I ask boldly, woman to woman, no beating around the bush.
"First, how about some tea?"
"This is your mansion—acting like a guest?"
"You've been crashing longer."
"Tch..."
I stand and head to the kitchen. She's a pro at bossing people around. Wasn't like this a few months ago.
"Siwoo?"
"Getting washed up now."
"Not by you?"
"Was gonna, but you showed up. Handed him off."
This clueless bitch—ruined my fun.
"Sigh... Guess you went hard on sex with Siwoo, huh?"
"Obviously. Weird not to fuck a boy like that right in front of you."
"We said no touching him for a month."
"Finders keepers. You start tomorrow too."
Park Somwol falls silent at my words. Swallowing her rage, probably. She won't hit a business partner, though.
"Sigh... Fine, I'll do Siwoo tomorrow too."
"Do what you want. But you didn't come just for that, right?"
"Obviously not."
*Creak*
I grab a black tea bag from the cupboard, plug in the electric kettle, pour hot water into a cup, dunk the bag, and carry it back on a tray.
"Here."
I plop the tray on the living room table and flop onto the floor. Hot water splashes from the rough drop, but Park Somwol ignores it.
"Just one cup?"
"I ain't into fancy tea shit."
"Talk might drag on—grab one now?"
"Haa..."
Is this bitch gonna nag again? Annoying as hell.
"Make it quick."
"Fine then."
Park Somwol elegantly lifts her pinky like her build doesn't suggest, sipping the black tea.
"Kwon Ye-seul sniffed us out."
"...What?!"
I bellow without thinking. What the hell?
"You said you handled all the CCTV..."
"Yeah, but she figured it out."
"No fucking way! Cops just started investigating—how'd she know it was us?!"
Impossible. Does Kwon Ye-seul have superpowers? How'd she peg me and Park Somwol?
"A-any countermeasures...?"
"You said keep it short."
"Didn't know it'd be this! Fuckin' hell!"
I storm to the kitchen, refill the kettle. Park Somwol smirks at my frantic back, then sips her tea again.