Distorted Vision
Harin's vision distorted grotesquely. A massive predator's shadow draped perfectly over her body, flung onto the plush, cool bedding. The moment Minhyuk's heavy frame pinned her down, Harin felt a suffocating terror seize her breath, mingled with an inexplicable hot shiver racing up her spine.
"Mmph…! Mmmph…!!"
Minhyuk's hot, rough lips mercilessly devoured Harin's scream. An overwhelming force that allowed no room to breathe. His thick tongue forced its way past her lips, savagely licking, sucking, and ravaging the softest membranes inside her mouth like a beast. It plunged deep, wildly entwining her tongue, sucking it in, shoving viscous saliva down each other's throats.
"Slurp… slurrrp… haaah…"
Drool overflowed from Harin's mouth, trickling down her chin and glistening along her neck. Even as he kissed her, Minhyuk swirled his tongue relentlessly, swallowing every one of her moans without missing a beat. That sticky, decadent kiss wasn't mere lip-locking—it was a predator's ritual, devouring her very soul. It was a terrifying, overwhelming male dominance she'd never experienced with her lover, Kim Junho. Worlds apart from Junho's always cautious, clumsy pecks.
Helpless reason recoiled inside her as Harin thrashed, pushing at Minhyuk's rock-hard shoulders with both hands. But her alcohol-weakened resistance was nothing more to him than the cute tantrum of prey. Riiip! The prim blouse clinging to her body tore away in his brutal grip without mercy. Buttons flew into the air with sharp whooshes, slicing through the bedroom's silence. Her tight skirt was next, yanked off and discarded to the floor. Now Harin lay in nothing but thin bra and panties, half-naked.
The instant Minhyuk's hand reached for her last remaining panties, a lightning bolt of primal fear and her final shreds of morality exploded in Harin's brain.
If that man's hands strip this off too… my life will plummet into the irreversible abyss of a whore. A perfect betrayal, losing Junho oppa forever, waiting for me alone in Busan…
"No… get away…!"
Harin summoned superhuman strength, shoving roughly at Minhyuk's solid chest with both hands. His upper body recoiled just a fraction in surprise. Seizing that brief gap, she clutched the bedsheet and desperately twisted her body, scrambling toward the door.
It was her most desperate struggle—the raw will to survive, to escape this hellish den of depravity. But no rabbit escapes a hunting hound in this world.
"Ahh!"
Before her hand reached the bed's edge, Minhyuk's massive palm seized her slender ankle without pity. Dragged by that iron grip, Harin's body slid roughly back to the bed's center. As terror-stricken Harin twisted around, Minhyuk clutched her thin panty fabric and ripped it off in one beastly yank. Riiip! Her most intimate part lay fully exposed. Perfect nudity.
Harin's legs were pried wide apart by Minhyuk's merciless strength. In the most humiliating, defenseless pose, every secret inch of her was laid bare before the branch's highest power.
"Hic… please… don't look… sob…"
Harin sobbed, covering her face with both hands. But Minhyuk's eyes gleamed with the greediest hunger at her violently beautiful body and the part below already starting to glisten.
Minhyuk buried his face between her spread legs. His hot, wet tongue dragged long and slow up her most sensitive clit.
"Sluuuurp… slurp… slurrrp…"
Vulgar, lewd sounds echoed as his tongue madly lapped at her entrance, sucking hard on her clit. At the same time, two long fingers plunged deep! into her depths, roughly stirring her inner walls.
"Squish… slosh… splosh!"
Her juices gushed out, slicking his face, chin, and sheets in sticky mess.
"Aaah! No… ha… there…! Haaang…! Too… too rough…!"
Her mind screamed to reject and push away, but her body betrayed her most honestly, most vulgarly before the predator's blatant, obscene caresses. Her hips arched wildly like a bow with every tongue flick, legs quivering and spreading wider. Overwhelming pleasure dominated her reason. Clutching the bedsheet, Harin unleashed beastly moans.
Judging his prey ripe, Minhyuk lifted his head from between her legs and stripped off his suit pants and shirt in one go. Then his underwear. The moment his lower half was bared, Harin's tear-streaked eyes widened in horror and shock at the sight. Utterly incomparable to Junho—an impossibly massive, violent monstrosity no human should possess. Veins bulging like it might burst, that weapon-like mass overwhelmed her vision, stealing her breath.
If that thing… enters me… my body might split in half…
Beastly terror surged. Minhyuk positioned himself over her, wrapping her legs around his waist. The massive, hot, hard tip teasingly rubbed her sopping entrance. Slide… slide… slide… He deliberately held back insertion, torturously stroking up and down, side to side with just the glans. Slick juices coated it, making slippery sounds. Each tap against her clit sent her body jerking in spasms.
"Haa… Seo Harin… you're soaked. Look how desperately your pussy craves my cock."
His thick, sticky voice burrowed into her ear. Pale with fear, Harin pushed at his chiseled abs with both hands, pleading desperately.
"No… hic… please no… it's too big… it'll tear me apart… And Executive Director… you're married… you have a wife… you can't do this to me… please stop…"
Clutching at his moral chain as a married man instead of her lover, Harin's final desperate flail. But Minhyuk smirked with leisurely cruelty, pressing his face to her ear.
"Shh. Harin."
The devil's breath licked her eardrum hotly.
"Morality's useless right now. Tonight… we just comfort each other's deepest loneliness… with our bodies alone."
The sweetest, most destructive rationalization. No sooner had the words left him than Minhyuk thrust his massive lower half mercilessly into her tight, slick depths. Plung!Sluuuuuursh…!!
"Aaaaaah…!! Hic…! Mmmph…!!"
A scream of perfect agony-ecstasy burst from Harin. A tearing pressure filled her fiercely. An unprecedented massive volume and heat invaded to her womb's end without mercy. Her drenched flesh impossibly swallowed that overwhelming size completely. Her walls writhed along every bulging vein, clenching ever more lewdly.
Minhyuk bit her neck hard, panting roughly.
"Haa… You're the first to take all of me to the hilt, Seo Harin."
The predator's whisper declared their perfect union. Harin squeezed her eyes shut, tears streaming endlessly.
"Sob… hng… I don't know… it hurts… take it out… please…"
She pounded his solid chest with tiny fists, trying to push away. But no frail woman's strength could dislodge that massive stake rooted deepest inside her. Each push only sparked insane pleasure from the friction on her sensitive walls.
This was the hellish moment of her fall.
Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.
Harin's bag, tossed under the bed, erupted in the smartphone's shrill vibration. Dim screen light pierced the dark bedroom floor. And on that screen, cruelly vivid:
Her pitiful lover, trembling with loneliness far away, calling to hear his girlfriend's voice like mad.
"Ah… Oppa… ha… Junho oppa… no…"
Harin paled at the vibration, twisting her head. She reached desperately for the phone, but Minhyuk's massive body pinned her, fingers immobile. Minhyuk spotted the pathetic lover's name glowing too. A depraved, sadistic smile curled the married man's lips. That frantic ringtone from her waiting boyfriend was the perfect, thrilling appetizer—and catalyst—for ravaging her body.
"Haa… Your dumb boyfriend called at the perfect time."
Minhyuk licked her earlobe long and slow, then began beastly thrusts. Smack! Smack! Splosh! Splosh! Plung! Plung! Plung! His heavy hips battered her soft ass mercilessly, timed to the phone's buzz. Horrific, slick flesh-slaps filled the room raucously. Each ring fueled his thrusts deeper, fiercer. Harin's body jolted against the headboard, rattling.
"No… ha… the phone… hang up… aaang…! Sob… oppa…"
Tears streaming madly, Harin called her lover's name. But paralyzing her brain wasn't guilt—it was soul-crushing pleasure incomparable to Junho. Right now, as her boyfriend called desperately, she was fucking a total stranger—a married man with a family—impaled on his massive cock like a beast. That nauseating betrayal shattered her reason completely.
Minhyuk suckled her nipple greedily, nom nom, licking it slickly. Slurp… munch… slurrrp… His hips never stopped pounding. Her body heated again, and unconsciously, her legs clamped tight around his waist, pulling him deeper, harder.
"Haaaaah…! Uaaang…! Ha… uaaaah…!"
An inhuman, shrill beast-scream tore from her. Her nails raked his broad back bloody. Her mind flashed white, sparks bursting before her eyes. Muscles twisted, toes curled rigid. Clutching his neck crushingly, she howled like an animal. Her pussy clenched his cock madly, squirting juices like a fountain. Even in climax, whispering Junho's name inwardly, her body craved the married man's cock deeper.
This vile betrayal consumed her reason utterly. Her mind flashed white again, sparks bursting. Muscles twisted, toes curled rigid. Clutching his neck crushingly, she howled. Climax. In over twenty years of life—and five with Kim Junho—she'd never felt true, explosive orgasm, not even a hint. Disgustingly, she experienced perfect feminine ecstasy with her second man: her married boss.
The relentless waves subsided. Junho's ringtone cut off from the floor. Harin stared at the ceiling with unfocused eyes, gasping raggedly. Her naked body was a wreck of sweat, saliva, and pleasure's remnants.
Minhyuk rose, gazing down at her tear-and-sweat-smeared face. Victorious male smirk, he licked long from her wet cheek to nose bridge. Hot drool glistened on her skin, dripping.
"Haa… Seo Harin. How was it?"
The predator's sticky whisper invaded her ear.
"Totally different from your boyfriend, right?"
Without pause, he buried his face in her full breasts. Still-quivering pink nipples sucked hard into his mouth. Slurp… munch… munch munch… slurrrp! Lips devoured greedily, long tongue slicked and nipped lightly. The other nipple pinched and twisted harshly. Her body bowed again, moan bursting.
"Haaang…! Ung…! No… nipples… too hard… aaang…!"
Not releasing the nipple, Minhyuk gripped her chin, forcing her mouth to his in a rough cover. Deeper, more decadent kiss. Thick tongue invaded, entwining madly, shoving viscous saliva down her throat. Drool leaked from her lips, streaming down chin to neck and cleavage, glistening.
"Slurrrp… slosh… haaah…"
Mingled saliva sounds filled the room. He thrust his tongue deeper, swallowing her moans whole. As her body reignited, he pulled his hips back, his still-buried cock teasing her depths. Hot glans scraping walls: squish… slosh…
"Hic… sob… how… how could you do this to me, Executive Director…"
Harin sobbed, hands over her face.
"I truly trusted only you… the one to save me from this hell… I believed completely… sob… uwaaang…"
But Minhyuk yanked her wrists down roughly, shoving cold, cruel reality into her eyes.
"Don't delude yourself, Seo Harin. All men are like that. Every one a wolf in sheep's clothing before you."
His fingers gripped her jaw hard, shaking.
"Especially with a violently sexy slut like you… any man would pin you down and tear you apart like me. Even that useless boyfriend of yours."
Justifying his violence with all males' instincts, the devil's tongue. Harin had no rebuttal to that icy gaslighting, just choked sobs and tears. Body enslaved to pleasure, mind crushed by irredeemable guilt.
"Hic-sob… please… stop now… pull out… I wanna go home… please…"
Harin pleaded, aware of his monstrous cock still impaling her. Frail hope it ended with one climax. But Minhyuk mocked her, pulling hips back slightly—then slamming beastly deep again. Smack!! Sluuuuuursh…!!
"Aaaaaah…!! Hic…!!"
Her body sprang bow-like on the bed. Pinning her wrists overhead, Minhyuk whispered coolly, greedily.
"What now, Seo Harin. I'm nowhere near satisfied."
A declaration of eternal ravishment till dawn. The devil's hips pistoned madly again. Harin's reason sank white into the deepest swamp of depravity once more.
On the empty bedroom floor, the abandoned smartphone blinked pathetically with just Kim Junho's missed call notification.
