The Kidnapping (2) – A Regressor’s Desperate Plea
Yoo Dahui approached me with a cold, icy face. The sheer amount of killing intent pouring off her made my body tremble violently, even though I knew her well.
“You seem like you need to be punished….”
‘That’s for real.’ She was going to be caught, and she didn’t care. Up until the very second she would be exposed, she was only thinking about enjoying herself however she wanted. Most of that was probably just playing with me to torment me.
Yoo Dahui took something out of her inventory. Because she’d eaten that bland soup earlier, she must have been thirsty.
“You want to drink, don’t you?”
Her seductive voice asked, but I couldn’t even focus on her face.
When I didn’t react, Yoo Dahui simply drank everything she’d pulled out herself. Glug, glug. She drank it down with obvious pleasure.
Clang! She roughly tossed the empty bottle aside and pulled out another one. She waved her hand in a flirty way, clearly enjoying the way my eyes kept moving.
“If you ask for it, I’ll give you one. Want it?”
“Please… I’m so thirsty.”
I immediately dropped to my knees. It was pointless to struggle; I might as well give up. Seeing how pathetic I was, Yoo Dahui let out a soft chuckle and stripped off her pants.
The pussy she’d been licking non-stop just moments ago was now glistening and swollen.
Yoo Dahui removed her top and sat down on the floor. Then she spread her legs wide. She pulled the bottle cap off and slowly poured the sloshing liquid onto her stomach.
“Lick it and drink.”
“……”
“I even cooked it for you, and you’re refusing? You’re not worth the service.”
The thick liquid ran down her firm abs and cute belly button. Her pussy started to shine. The mixture of her juices and the liquid dripped down onto the floor with every trickle.
“What’s the matter? Don’t want it? Maybe I should make you even hungrier?”
She looked strangely lonely as she said that.
I just obediently buried my face between her legs. Like a dog, I licked and sucked her pussy with rapid movements.
“Haaan…! Good job, little puppy… Augh…!”
My arms were tied. It was incredibly uncomfortable to move like this.
Yoo Dahui was sitting on the floor, so I had to lick her in a completely prone position. It was honestly too much.
“It’s a little uncomfortable. Why don’t you bring a chair instead…?”
I stopped mid-sentence. I was in the middle of being raped—should I really be asking for a chair?
I felt a chill run down my spine.
Once you say something, you can’t take it back. It was spilled water.
“Ah.” I’d completely forgotten I was the one getting played right now.
A first-rate actor like me failing to stay in character. What an idiot.
“……”
Yoo Dahui’s eyes rolled back and forth as she checked my reaction.
“Shit.”
She was probably thinking maybe she’d been caught after all. The fact that she only just started worrying made the hair on my arms stand up, though.
“Did she really think I wouldn’t get caught?”
There was no fool here. I said nothing and just kept licking her pussy.
From now on, it was up to her whether she continued or gave up. She was the director.
Her pussy, coated in my saliva, tasted so sweet and delicious.
“Aah, haan…!”
Yoo Dahui didn’t say a word either. She just grabbed my head and rubbed her pussy against my face.
“Stop…”
Yoo Dahui pushed my head away. My dick, covered in her saliva, twitched hard on its own.
“Pervert. Even in this situation, you’re a total pervert.”
Yoo Dahui decided to continue the scene. Whether I noticed or not, she was going to enjoy this moment to the fullest.
“Good posture.”
She’d be caught later. Since she wasn’t showing her face, she could just play the role of a speechless victim.
It was later. What was the point in worrying about it?
Yoo Dahui suddenly stood up. The sudden movement knocked me backward. My arm that had been twisted behind me felt extremely uncomfortable.
Yoo Dahui took off her shoes and revealed her smooth bare feet. Her white toes wiggled and curled.
“What are you…?”
“Punishment. This is discipline.”
Yoo Dahui swung her foot playfully and spread my legs further apart. I instinctively tried to close them.
The angle we’d formed felt… almost too perfect.
“Don’t spread your legs?”
Yoo Dahui’s leg slowly slid between mine. She wasn’t the type to enjoy trampling, so I resisted as much as I could.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!”
Yoo Dahui overpowered me with pure force. An invisible, intangible power bound my body. With my pitiful stats, I had zero chance of escaping.
Exposed and defenseless, her foot gently crushed my crotch.
“Kuuuup!”
“If you resist, I’ll crush you for good. Lie down quietly.”
Yoo Dahui rubbed the front of my pants in smooth strokes. She rubbed her firm, slender sole against my hardened dick.
“Maybe this isn’t so bad after all…”
If this had been her original self, the experience would have been far better. It was a shame.
“Pervert, does it feel good?”
I kept my mouth shut and pretended to hold back. She wanted me to get excited, so I was performing perfectly.
“Hoo, yeah, yeah. Cum quickly, pervert who gets hard while being stepped on by a woman’s foot.”
Wait a second. I still hadn’t taken my pants off.
Yoo Dahui had to strip me for that to happen, but she wasn’t. Yet she was rubbing me with her foot and telling me to hurry up.
The situation was weirdly off.
Yoo Dahui, completely turned on, was trampling my dick, and the urge to cum had grown uncontrollable.
Did she mean to cum in my pants? Not just a wet dream—while wearing panties?
“Damn…”
But asking her to take my pants off now would be stupid. It was a request to break character. I had no choice but to hold back and cum since that was my role.
Embarrassing. Mortifying. Was I really supposed to do this?
“……”
I had no choice. I’d already let her into the harem and had been holding back a lot. I wanted to grant her every wish.
“As long as it doesn’t go up my ass, it should be fine.”
We had already negotiated that in advance. So she wouldn’t suddenly slam her pussy down on me.
“Are you holding back? Cumming in your pants is a little… strange, isn’t it?”
“……”
“A pig’s semen without any sense of shame is best worn in underwear. So just cum. This is the punishment.”
Yoo Dahui’s foot sped up. Her sole felt nothing like a palm. The unfamiliar pleasure made me lose control and cum in my pants.
Glurp— glug-glug—. The strange feeling.
I was cumming, but shame came first over pleasure. It was far more humiliating than even a wet dream.
“AHAHAHA! You really ended up cumming?”
Yoo Dahui leaned forward with a flushed face. She lifted the waistband of my pants and looked inside at my soaked panties.
A hot, pungent smell hit me full force.
“……”
For a moment, Yoo Dahui forgot what she was doing. Only her juices dripped down.
“Wait…!”
Yoo Dahui snapped out of it and completely ignored my words, stripping my pants off. She even pulled my soaked panties down and grabbed my dick.
“If you can’t get hard until I’m satisfied, I’ll just break it.”
“……”
“If it breaks and I heal it with a potion, won’t my semen be filled again? I think it’s possible. So get hard on your own, okay?”
If I’d heard that seriously, anyone would have been terrified. Instead, she said it casually even though the words were terrifying.
My dick, however, was already hardening under her touch as if it had grown familiar with it.
She licked the semen off her hand and naturally climbed on top of me.
“…No. This isn’t right.”
Yoo Dahui muttered to herself right before penetration, as if something was lacking.
“UUU! ”
Yoo Dahui suddenly stood up and pushed my legs up. She lifted my ankles and folded my waist. My arm felt incredibly painful from being twisted.
SASAK—. The string binding my arm snapped.
Yoo Dahui twisted my arms forward and wrapped them around my ankles.
“……?”
Magic gently bound me. I felt a magical band wrapping around my thighs, waist, and wrists all at once. I couldn’t move an inch.
Yoo Dahui didn’t stop there. She stood me upright facing the opposite direction.
It felt like the reverse of rape. The pose screamed “being fucked from behind.”
“Yes, this way I feel like I’m the one raping you.”
Yoo Dahui smiled satisfiedly. Then she lightly climbed on top.
THUD—. Her pussy stabbed at my dick.
The familiar walls surrounded me. I barely managed to hold back my orgasm.
“This… This is it…!”
PAANG! PAANG!
Yoo Dahui pinned me down and moved her hips. Every time her ass slammed against my thighs, I felt a pleasure that made my waist feel like it would snap.
“Haaan, ahng!”
Yoo Dahui ground her hips on me. The wet slapping sounds echoed out. PAANG, PAANG—!
The semen I’d cum in earlier splashed lewdly with every impact.
Yoo Dahui carefully grabbed my ankle, and her juices, like a broken dam, flowed down onto my ass.
“A dick like this is worth using after all… Aah!”
PSHUT—.GLUG—!GLUGGLUG!
“HAAAAAAAAA!”
I came again.
Yoo Dahui quickly lowered her ass and swallowed my entire dick down to the root. Her womb lightly kissed my sensitive tip as she sucked the semen with loud gulps.
Yoo Dahui, at the peak, shook her hips wildly. Her intermittent tremors struck my lower body.
“It’s too good…”
This was the first time I’d cum in a whole week. Yoo Dahui momentarily forgot her role and gently overlapped her body on mine.
She covered me like an embrace and slowly lowered her head.
She was about to kiss me. Not a rough kiss—a loving one.
“……!”
Instantly, I rejected her and turned my head.
Before she could even react, her face looked dazed as she stared down at me.
“Ah…”
I had almost been ready to accept it. But I didn’t like her current face at all.
Since I didn’t want to kiss her, my instinct made me turn away.
Every possible emotion crossed Yoo Dahui’s face. Joy, pleasure, happiness, satisfaction, sadness, resentment—any emotion that couldn’t be named.
Among all those, the final emotion that showed was displeasure. She looked visibly upset that I had rejected her kiss.
“Is she role-playing that deeply? What the hell is she even trying to do?”
In this situation, she should either force it or torment me more. But she wasn’t doing either.
Yoo Dahui only swayed her hips while mumbling.
“……”
Still, she didn’t stop having sex. In a cooled, bitter atmosphere, she repeatedly squeezed my semen out of me. Even as she moaned in ecstasy, I felt a lingering sense of emptiness.
That night finally arrived.
“……”
The campfire crackled and burned. We lay facing each other with our backs turned. She had prepared a decent sleeping spot.
“Ugh…”
My body felt weak. A heavy sleepiness came rushing in.
That was when Yoo Dahui spoke.
“I’m sorry for hitting you earlier.”
“……”
“You already know everything. Stop pretending you don’t.”
Yoo Dahui knew she had been caught.
“Since when did you realize?”
“From the very first time we met.”
“Haa… So you were the only one obsessed with me?”
Rustle, rustle.
Yoo Dahui removed her inner mask.
“Well, I guess I can’t actually rape you. I just wanted to try it once… but it wasn’t that great.”
“Really?”
“It was too much for me to hit you because I felt bad about it.”
“But you hit me really hard.”
“That’s because you were being annoying… and before I even met you, you were rolling around with other women.”
I kept my mouth shut. As long as I was sleeping around with other girls, no matter how hard I argued, Yoo Dahui would always have the upper hand.
“Was that revenge?”
“It wasn’t bad at all. My stress is gone now.”
“Then I’ll let you hit me as many times as you want.”
“I’m fine. It hurts too much to hit like that.”
Yoo Dahui slowly crawled over toward me.
We hugged each other tightly and whispered sweet nothings.
“Then let me go now? My body feels so heavy. I’m tired.”
“No.”
Yoo Dahui giggled and rolled around while still holding me.
“Because you’re weak, you’re even cuter.”
I just floated in her arms without any strength left.
Yoo Dahui touched and explored every part of my body.
The hand that stroked my ass was incredibly lewd.
“I’m tired.”
“Haha, I won’t touch you. Just sleep quietly.”
“…Okay.”
I closed my eyes. Yoo Dahui’s sweet scent tickled my nose.
I closed my eyes and muttered in a soft voice.
“If there’s something you want, tell me. I’ll do almost anything for you.”
“Puppy.”
“Woof woof…”
“Huhuhu, she really will do anything.”
I fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw a massive Oni looking down at me.
Red hair, golden eyes, a single horn sprouting from her forehead…
She was wearing a red robe. She was definitely…
“Orihime…?”
The familiar Oni.
“Hoo…? You know me well.”
The cave was gone. Instead, a giant throne made of bones sat beneath a vast ceiling. I was completely alone in an Eastern-style palace.
I had truly been kidnapped.