One Step Forward
One day earlier. Kwon Ye-seul dragged in a suspicious woman in a suit she'd caught lurking near her house.
"You're really lucky I found you."
"Mmph! Mmph!"
"I have no idea why you were snooping around my place and got yourself caught by me."
Click. Kwon Ye-seul unstrapped the watch from her wrist and wrapped it around her knuckles. It was an expensive luxury piece worth around 300,000 won, but tough enough to make it perfect for moments like this.
"First things first, let's find out who your boss is, shall we?"
-Thwack! Kwon Ye-seul drove her fist straight into the lower solar plexus of the suited woman tied to the chair, her form flawless and efficient.
"Mmmph!"
The suited woman, mouth sealed with tape, couldn't let out a proper groan from the gut punch. Instead, her body convulsed like she was having a seizure.
"Stay still. Or you'll get another one."
"Mmph!..."
Kwon Ye-seul had no taste for watching people suffer, so she murmured in a low tone. The woman obediently fell silent.
"Such a drama queen."
She didn't care how the victim felt, but she'd held back enough not to kill her—and yet here she was, twitching like this. How fragile could she be? Kwon Ye-seul's thoughts were purely self-centered as she ripped the tape off the woman's mouth with a sharp shrrrip.
"Pha! Hahk, haaahk..."
"So, care to talk?"
"I-I can't, I can't talk! If I do, that person will skin me alive like a fish!"
The suited woman pleaded with utter sincerity. In Seoul, the safest city in the world, what the hell was this? Kwon Ye-seul scowled.
"Hey, who scares you more, me or her? If you don't spill, you're dying by my hand right now."
"B-but...! She knows my family's address!"
"So do I."
"Huh?"
"I know your family too. You live with your college-student little brother and your parents who run a flower shop."
"H-how do you...!"
"I know everything."
Checkmate. No matter where she turned, it was a straight path to death. The suited woman was trapped in a truly fucked dilemma.
"Haa... By now, you'd be reported missing... The cops won't take long to trace your steps."
-Thwack! Midway through her words, Kwon Ye-seul suddenly slammed her fist into the woman's solar plexus again. Punching like a pro, she hit just hard enough not to kill—but it hurt just as bad as if she had.
"Kehhk!"
"The police report might go something like: '20s woman found suicide in a remote mountain. Perfect title for a mystery wiki entry, huh? Right?"
"Hahk, hahk... Kk!"
The suited woman came to a swift conclusion the moment the fist hit: This woman could do it. This Kwon Ye-seul standing before her absolutely could. She looked like an ordinary college professor with no gang ties, but she wasn't bluffing. That attitude, the casual speech, and whatever she'd done to ensure no rescue was coming—probably connections or money.
In that case...
The woman swallowed hard. Her abdomen and solar plexus still throbbed with agony that made her feel half-dead, but she had to do what she had to. She wouldn't throw away a chance to save herself and her family just because of the pain—she wasn't some dumb mob underling from a gangster flick. Steeling herself, she opened her mouth.
"P-professor...?"
"Finally in the mood to talk, huh. Alright, who sent you?"
"Before that, can you promise me one thing...? If you do, I'll tell you where Han Siwoo is."
It was a very sweet deal.
That evening.
"Ugh, your cheeks puffing out while you chew is way too cute. Like a total hamster."
"...Gulp. Please stop exaggerating, it's embarrassing."
"Heehee, why? Don't like hearing it? Weird. I heard guys love this stuff."
Kang Ye-jin, you fucking bitch... I had to stop her bullshit somehow. Was there a gag handy?
"...Or plug your mouth with my dick."
"Huh? What'd you just say?"
"N-nothing..."
What the hell did I just blurt out?! I hurriedly clapped my hand over my mouth.
"No, you definitely said something about dick, right? Mmm...?"
Was pretending I said nothing only possible in a cheesy morning drama? Somehow, Kang Ye-jin caught it and latched onto me.
"They say the best way to make someone feel cute is to keep calling them cute. You've gotten so adorable, Siwoo."
"No, no... I didn't say anything..."
"Say what?"
-Thud.
Kang Ye-jin stood up, slipped her hands under my armpits, and hoisted me effortlessly like a doll—despite me weighing 40 or 50 kilos. She tossed me onto the soft bed with a plop.
"Your dick doesn't hurt anymore. You've rested long enough—time to let it out."
"No, this isn't... Weren't we taking it easy today...?"
"Dildos don't get days off."
"Ugh..."
-Rrrrip!
Kang Ye-jin just grabbed my pants and tore them to shreds. Why the brute force when she could just take them off?!
"H-hey! What the hell?!"
"Feels more like rape this way, gets me hotter."
"Eek!"
"Hold still, panties are tougher to rip."
-Rrrriiiip!
Finally shredding my underwear with both hands, she beamed triumphantly and yanked my arms up overhead, pinning them.
"You bitch..."
"But look at you, talking big while you're rock hard already."
"This is!"
"Heehee, online they say guys strain to get it up, but you're instant—super convenient."
-Schlurp!
Kang Ye-jin spread her pussy with her fingers, showing the inside.
"Know what they call guys like you who get hard anytime on the internet?"
"W-what...?"
"Instant dick. Easy to fuck, right?"
"Ughh..."
Should I sell this bitch some meds? I've seen enough porn to know that's bullshit. Bullshit... But arguing might just lead to more teasing, so I stayed quiet for now.
"From now on, you're gonna cum buckets in here♥ Fill it up all sloshy with your white dick juice."
"Ugh..."
"Heehee, how's it feel to give your precious baby batter—meant only for special girls—to a bitch like me?"
Why say shit like that? Not the first time, but still.
"Why say stuff like that? Same face as always... 'Cause rape play turns me on more."
"Didn't ask?"
"Yeah, yeah."
-Schluuuurp.
It slowly gets sucked into the pink tunnel. Sticky mucus clings to the shaft with a smack, then squirts fluid like a snake's gut, soaking it completely.
"Uuuuuh...!"
"Haaaaah..."
A somewhat long process, if you could call it that. Kang Ye-jin, having swallowed my dick to the hilt, rolls her eyes back like always.
"Siwoo's dick is the best... Haaah...!"
Kang Ye-jin is the most thuggish bitch who spits nothing but crap at me usually. But the moment my dick's inside, her voice melts like ice cream, laced with sweet coquettishness. If only she didn't do this while raping me—but no, she mercilessly mounts my hips and slams down her big white ass like the naughty girl she is.
-Schlop, schlop, schlop.
Her wide, wide hips bounce back and forth. The lewd sound of a long rod churning wet flesh echoes for a while.
"Haaah..."
This is ridiculous... Is it the drugs I've been taking? For some reason, unimaginable pleasure creeps up...
-Spluuurt!
It milks my dick juice in an instant. No way...
"What? Already came?"
"Th-this is... cheating!"
"Cheating? What's that...?"
"Y-you put drugs in my food again! You did some weird shit again... Y-you... bad pervert bitch!"
"Oh, that?"
-Schlop, schlop, schlop, schlop.
"Aaaah! I'm talking! Why are you moving your hips on your own?!"
"Heehee..."
-Spluuurt!
Right after cumming, hypersensitive, she suddenly grinds her hips like a horse—I blow another load instantly. But this isn't my fault. Like I said, she drugged me sneakily...!
"Bad bitch... bad bitch... You said no more drugs... but you did it again... bad bitch..."
"No idea what you're babbling about, but it's cute, so I'll let it slide."
"Bad bitch..."
Annoyed, I raised my arms and smacked her body a few times. Her workout-hardened muscles made my hands hurt more, but whatever—her face lit up after the hits.
"Not much time left now."
"What bullshit is that?!"
"It won't be long before you're back by my side... Heehee... It's been so long, really."
Kang Ye-jin murmured.