Snail Bride Request (3)
Snail Bride Request (3)
When Yeong Hong-gae opened his eyes, his limbs were stiff and frozen, refusing to move.
A yellow sheet of paper was stuck to his forehead. The talisman fluttered, tickling the bridge of his nose.
He had no memory. What the hell happened?
Yeong Hong-gae groped through his hazy recollections with his throbbing head.
Yesterday, after eating the dinner the Snail Bride had prepared...
"Ah."
"Are you awake?"
A bluish female gwisin was letting her long hair hang down. Right in front of Yeong Hong-gae, who was seated in the chair, the Snail Bride was chillingly sharpening her kitchen knife.
Sweuk, seuk. The blade was honed razor-sharp against the whetstone.
A chill ran down Yeong Hong-gae's spine.
"S-Snail Bride! What the fuck is this?!"
"Hubby did nothing wrong. It's all that slutty bitch's fault for bewitching you."
A human voice came from the kitchen.
It was a muffled "Eup- eup-" sound, like her mouth was gagged, struggling desperately.
"Shut the fuck up?!"
The Snail Bride let out a ear-piercing shriek. She stormed into the kitchen and dragged out a woman.
Smooth hair was gripped tightly in the Snail Bride's hand.
The woman, her limbs bound with rope, was dragged limply along. It was the Landowner's Madam.
Her neat hair was disheveled, and her pristine body was completely exposed, not a thread on her.
The ropes bit into the Madam's white limbs, leaving red marks on her skin.
The Snail Bride pulled a wad of paper from the Madam's mouth. Only then did the woman gasp and suck in fresh air.
"Kehk-"
"It's that filthy, disgusting bitch who seduced Hubby, right? Right?!"
The Snail Bride's eyes rolled back. Her face was hidden by her hair, but her terrifying voice painted the picture.
Yeong Hong-gae swallowed dryly.
The Madam had been right. The yokai's unnatural obsession—he should've called an exorcist ages ago.
'One wrong word from me, and the Madam lives or dies.'
They say even if you enter a tiger's den, you can survive if you keep your wits. Yeong Hong-gae snapped to his senses and racked his brain. First things first: calm the Snail Bride down.
His eyes met the Madam's, who was drooling helplessly.
Her face was twisted in agony. But she was still beautiful.
Lust boiled up instinctively, but Yeong Hong-gae cleared his mind and tried to persuade the Snail Bride.
"Snail Bride. If you harm a human, exorcists will hunt you down. Do you wanna live your life on the run forever?"
"Pfft, didn't you already call one? Hubby, come on. I know everything. This whore bewitched you, didn't she?"
The gwisin brought the kitchen knife to the Madam's throat.
Yeong Hong-gae's heart plummeted.
"Calm...! Calm down. Put that down first. What do you mean, bewitched?!"
"Really? You've never had feelings for this lewd whore?"
"I said yes!"
"Have you always only thought of me?"
"...I said yes! Don't you trust me?"
Yeong Hong-gae poured his soul into the performance. Two lives hung in the balance.
He had no idea when that kitchen knife might slice the Madam and turn on him.
The Snail Bride seemed to hesitate for a moment, catching Yeong Hong-gae's gaze. The venom slowly drained from her knife-gripping hand.
"I trust you, Hubby. But I don't trust this bitch. This ugly hag clearly has her eyes on you."
"What bullshit! She's a married woman!"
"Then it's adultery. A woman with a husband, eyeing another woman's man?"
Wrong.
No reasoning with her.
Yeong Hong-gae's mind spun in circles, but no clever plan emerged.
The talisman bound his body firmly, and the Madam was trapped by ropes and the kitchen knife.
The Snail Bride glared with bloodshot eyes and headed back to the kitchen.
In the brief moment the gwisin was gone, the Madam and Yeong Hong-gae locked eyes.
Neither was wearing clothes.
The Madam's intimate parts were blatantly exposed—the very sight Yeong Hong-gae had only imagined.
The unattainable rich lady he'd lusted after was now on his room floor, arms bound behind her back.
Yeong Hong-gae wasn't wearing a scrap either, his crotch fully on display.
His field-hardened body was pretty solid.
The Madam's gaze lingered on Yeong Hong-gae's cock before dropping lower. She blushed and stared at the floor.
But no weird tension flowed between them.
Survival instinct overrode lust. In the face of death, even a naked woman kept his head clear.
Grulk.
The Snail Bride dragged the jar in from the kitchen.
The jar full of water she'd been living in.
"What are you two doing?"
The Snail Bride snapped her head at a right angle.
With mad intuition, she caught the eye contact between them.
"You fucking bitch!"
The Snail Bride charged with her hair whipping wildly, du-du-du-du-du.
She stomped on the Madam's stomach as she tried to resist.
"Augh!"
"Don't you dare look at my Hubby, you dirty bitch!!"
The gwisin grabbed the Madam's hair with terrifying force.
She yanked her up and dunked her face into the jar. She pressed her head down hard to keep her from escaping. The Madam started thrashing. Her calves bound together, she couldn't even struggle properly.
"Kehk, heuk. Haa-"
"Die!"
Splosh.
Water torture. The fiercer the Madam resisted, the more the Snail Bride shrieked in rage.
The Snail Bride slapped the Madam's ass wildly.
As it reddened, the Madam's resistance faded.
"Haa, ha. Puheup, keuk."
The Snail Bride yanked her hair, pulling the Madam's head out for a desperate breath.
Her eyes were completely unfocused. Oxygen deprivation had turned the Madam's face ghostly white.
Only then did the Snail Bride pull her out and toss her to the floor.
"It's okay, Hubby. I'll handle everything. This woman's trying to come between us, right?"
"You... you...!"
Yeong Hong-gae trembled with fury.
Rage boiled over. He wanted to charge and save her right now.
But his limbs—
'Huh?'
They moved. Sensation was slowly returning.
The talisman's color was fading.
Just a bit longer. The Snail Bride hadn't noticed yet.
Yeong Hong-gae schooled his expression, hiding the talisman's waning effect.
"Snail Bride. You're the only one for me. Does it have to be like this? If you hurt her, exorcists will definitely hunt you—and I don't want you to die."
"Liar!"
The Snail Bride spat a shrill scream.
"You met the exorcist! You planned to get rid of me and live with this woman, right? This rag of a bitch bewitched you!"
"No! The exorcist—I just consulted once! You saw it. She just gave the talisman and left! You think I'd use it on you?"
As Yeong Hong-gae coaxed and soothed, the Snail Bride gradually calmed.
The eerie venom and madness ebbed away.
"That's right..."
"Then prove it, Hubby."
Serak. The Snail Bride sliced with the kitchen knife.
The rope binding the Madam's calves snapped.
The Snail Bride pressed the knife to the Madam's throat from behind, embracing her.
She forcibly spread the Madam's legs wide. The limp Madam from the water torture jolted awake.
"Wh-what..."
"If Hubby has no feelings for this woman, he won't get aroused even seeing her in such a vulgar state."
The Snail Bride dashed to the kitchen.
She returned in a flash with cucumber, eggplant, carrot, and other vegetables.
Terror flooded the Madam's face.
The Snail Bride wrapped her arm around the Madam's throat from behind, gripping a firm cucumber.
"Hubby's been deceived. I'll show you. How vulgar and lewd this woman really is..."
"W-wait..."
The Madam shook her head.
Ignoring her, the Snail Bride shoved the hard cucumber into the Madam's pussy.
"Ughgrrrut! Ah, it hurts! Ahhk!"
"Don't pretend it hurts, you whore! Didn't you say you have a husband? Was his dick smaller than this?"
Pluk, pluk-pluk.
She thrust the cucumber in and out of the pussy rapidly. The Snail Bride's wet hand teased her nipples.
The Madam thrashed her head wildly. She tried to escape, but couldn't break free from the forceful fondling.
"Ah, ahk! N-no! Stop! Stop it!"
"You fucking dog bitch! Don't close your legs!"
Slap!
The Snail Bride smacked the inside of her thigh. The cucumber stabbing her pussy sped up.
At that moment, the firm cucumber hit a certain spot deep inside, piercing the Madam's weak point.
"Uheuk?!"
Slap.
Another smack to the inner thigh, and the Madam's pussy clenched hard.
The mercilessly pistoning cucumber stopped moving.
"Ah, aaa...! Eu, geuk! Haaahut!"
"See that, Hubby? This is the kind of woman she is. Getting raped and still squirting like a slut. Look at this. Squeezing so tight it won't even come out easy... There!"
The Snail Bride forcibly yanked the cucumber out.
The bumpy surface scraped the convulsing pussy walls as it emerged.
The Madam screamed and bucked her hips. The Snail Bride clamped her thighs with her legs, preventing her from closing them.
With her thighs splayed obscenely, she squirted.
Her throat crushed by the gwisin, she arched her ass high. Her rigidly bowed back heaved for a long while.
"Haa... Hauk, eut."
Yeong Hong-gae turned his head away from the sight.
Any longer, and he'd definitely get hard. No helping it.
Even suppressing his cock with reason had its limits. Male instinct screamed to erect at the bitch climaxing right in front of him.
The Snail Bride fell silent, eyeing Yeong Hong-gae's limp dick.
"...You've really never had feelings for this woman?"
"I t-told you! Don't you trust me!"
The Snail Bride picked up the cucumber again.
She jammed it back into the convulsing pussy and stirred wildly.
The Madam screamed almost in convulsions.
"Aaaah! Hau, haaaang! Ahgrk, uaaang!"
The Madam's legs trembled, her feet scraping the floor.
The hard, bumpy cucumber rampaged inside her pussy. Pleasure exploded from within.
Squirting, she lost her mind and drooled.
"Ehk! Ahweek! Heaak! Ahwoooo!"
The Snail Bride smirked in satisfaction. Like she'd dealt with her rival.
A woman more beautiful than her, with bigger tits. But right now, she writhed grotesquely at every gesture, climaxing.
The Snail Bride punched the Madam's lower belly. In an instant, the deeply embedded, stirring cucumber snapped in half.
"...?!"
The Madam snapped to awareness.
The cucumber had broken in two inside her pussy.
The moment she realized it, uncontrollable pleasure and pain surged, her pussy starting to spasm.
"N-no. Ah, huaaang! No! Haat! Heuk! Auweek!"
A stream of fluid gushed from between the Madam's legs.
Too much to call it squirt. The jet shot upward.
Climaxing, she sprayed everywhere. Even into the jar.
"Heaak! Hak, hoeweek. Euk, ahut!"
The Madam passed out.
Drip. Her body went slack, her twitching pussy relaxing its spasms.
A cucumber chunk slipped out of her pussy.
The Snail Bride shoved it into the Madam's mouth.
"How's that? Your pussy juice flavor. You made the mess, you clean it up."
"Ugeuk, heueu..."
"Don't touch Hubby again. Next time won't end like this."
The Snail Bride grinned in victory.
She'd toppled the vulgar bitch. Her mood was sky-high.
Then, suddenly, red veins bulged in the Snail Bride's eyes.
"Hubby."
The Snail Bride gripped the kitchen knife.
"Why are you hard?"
Yeong Hong-gae swallowed a groan.
The Madam was still twitching in aftershocks. Her half-unconscious pussy still leaked squirt.
Any man would've gotten hard at that sight. If not, he'd be a monk or a eunuch—one or the other.
Every sidelong glance at the Madam made Yeong Hong-gae's cock swell to bursting, leaking clear fluid.
"Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Hubby? Hubby? Why are you hard? Why? Why? Hubby?"
The Snail Bride approached with the kitchen knife, head whipping madly.
Bing-grul-bing-grul. Her neck spun past a full rotation.
The talisman's effect ended.
Yeong Hong-gae gritted his teeth and gathered force in his legs on the chair.
"Fuck it, whatever."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!"
The Snail Bride charged with a scream.
Yeong Hong-gae sprang up instantly, grabbing the chair he'd been sitting on and swinging it.