Conquest of Body and Soul
Harin's studio apartment, which would normally be neatly tidied even at its rundown entrance, had been utterly transformed into the most grotesque and depraved mess imaginable. At the doorway, a man's and a woman's shoes lay scattered haphazardly. Minhyuk's expensive black dress shoes crushed her slender high heels beneath them in a tangled heap, the insides still glistening with hot sweat and bodily fluids. Lewd evidence remained intact, as if hastily stripped off right after furious intercourse.
Passing through the living room toward the innermost bedroom down the narrow hallway, the floors were littered with the pathetic shed skins of their pretentious facades of rationality. The man's bespoke suit jacket lay crumpled and shoved to the ground, a loosened necktie flung carelessly atop it. And draping over it all, a woman's dress ripped from bust to thigh. The fabric still bore vivid marks of Minhyuk's nails and lips, vividly recalling the moment her voluptuous breasts spilled out through the tear.
Even their last line of defense—the thin undergarments—had been wretchedly discarded at the bedroom threshold. Harin's lace bra had one cup completely torn off, marked clearly with the bite of Minhyuk's teeth that had suckled her nipple. Her panties clung soddenly to the floor, soaked through with her arousal and semen. Between the bra and panties, a single drop of white cum still trickled slowly down.
Beyond the firmly shut door to Harin's bedroom. Piercing the silent dawn air came rhythmic, primal, violent whooshes. Thwack! Thwack-thwack! Thwack-thwack-thwack! The heavy impacts of flesh mercilessly slamming flesh. The predator's rock-hard hips battering her soft ass like mad. The cheap mattress springs screeching in defeat under Minhyuk's massive weight and ferocious thrusts—squeak! Creak! Squeak-squeak! Amid the chilling friction, the man's thick breaths leaked out like a beast panting in ecstasy.
"Haah... haah... Harin... your pussy is fucking insane..."
Minhyuk's low, gravelly groan seeped through the door crack. Under his overwhelming dominance, Harin bit her lip desperately to stifle her arousal, but her suppressed moans inevitably escaped, filling the narrow room.
"Haht! Hngh! Aaah...! Ahhngh...! Too... deep...!"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch-squelch-squelch! As his cock endlessly churned her depths, her cries grew louder, lewder. With every violent rock of the mattress, her legs quivered in midair, and the sharp smack-smack of his balls slapping her drenched ass echoed even clearer beyond the door.
Rewind the clock just a little. The moment Harin's studio door slammed shut mercilessly, she pounded her fists against Minhyuk's broad chest to push the devil away.
"Get out! Get out of my house right now!"
But his sturdy, massive frame didn't budge an inch from her frail blows. Instead, he seized both her wrists in one hand and roughly pinned her against the entrance wall. The cold wall hit her back, and his lips devoured hers without mercy.
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
A sticky, violent kiss that allowed no breath. His hot tongue ravaged every corner of her mouth, entwining and sucking hers, gulping her saliva. Drool overflowed, trailing long strings between their lips with wet smacks that filled the entryway. Oxygen to her brain cut off sharply. Her vision flashed white, legs buckling—then Minhyuk caught her waist with iron strength.
In the dizzying asphyxiation that nearly stopped her mind, their lips finally parted. Silver saliva stretched long before snapping.
"Haah! Haah! Hic!"
Harin heaved ragged breaths, chest swelling. Her cheeks burned red, eyes brimming with terror and physiological tears.
"Please... please don't. I beg you."
She wailed in a crumbling voice. But Minhyuk savored her desperate plea like the sweetest symphony, leisurely stroking her wet cheek before whispering a chilling death sentence in her ear.
"Tonight. I'm going to completely conquer your body and soul, Seo Harin."
An irresistible devil's decree. Minhyuk bit into her lips greedily once more, scooping her up effortlessly. With every step from entryway to bedroom, his hands ruthlessly stripped and discarded her clothes. The dress zipper tore open, the thin bra hooks unclasped futilely. Bra and panties scattered wretchedly along the hall and threshold.
Finally, he flung her onto her narrow, familiar bed—the most sacred space meant only for pure, precious memories with her one lover, Kim Junho, toiling far away. But atop that pristine white bed, once devoted solely to Junho, her married boss cast the most depraved shadow as he mounted her.
Her last undergarment ripped away by his rough hands. Harin lay tossed naked on the bed. Minhyuk stood at the foot, unbuttoning his shirt, gazing down at her dazzling, sensual nudity with the ravenous eyes of a starving beast. Like a predator salivating before a gourmet feast.
"Hngh! Don't look! Please!"
Harin curled up, hands shielding her breasts and below. But Minhyuk shed his clothes in a heap and covered her completely with his overwhelming naked form. The bed groaned grotesquely as it sank.
"Aaah! No!"
Minhyuk pried her legs apart mercilessly. Her pale thighs splayed wide, exposing her most intimate pussy fully. Already slightly swollen from terror and forced arousal, the entrance glistened with clear nectar.
"Not even touched yet, and you're this wet? Your body is so honest, Harin."
Minhyuk chuckled low, lowering his face to bring his mouth to her pussy. His hot breath tickled the entrance, making her body shudder.
"Don't...! Please... not there...!"
But instead of words, he extended his tongue long and slowly licked her entire pussy from entrance to clit. The hot, soft tongue sweeping up in one stroke—
"Ahhngh...! Haht!"
Harin's hips bucked involuntarily. Minhyuk pinned her thighs hard with both hands, plunging his tongue deeper. He sucked her clit fiercely, rolled his tongue to thrust inside. Slurp... slurrrp... glurk! Wet sounds filled the bedroom. Each swirl against her inner walls made her pussy convulse, gushing honey wildly.
"Haah... so... delicious... your pussy nectar is addictive..."
One hand spread her entrance, tongue lashing madly. Occasionally sucking her clit with smacks, two fingers plunged in to rub her G-spot hard. Squelch-squelch... schlurp-schlurp! Fingers and tongue assaulting together arched her body like a bow.
"Aaang! Hngh! No...! Stop...! Ahhngh!"
Harin screamed Junho's name in her mind to resist, but her pussy clenched his tongue, squirting more nectar. Climax loomed. Just as she neared the edge, Minhyuk withdrew tongue and fingers, rising. His rigid, throbbing cock bumped her entrance. Veins bulging on the massive shaft aimed at her most vulnerable spot.
Minhyuk hooked her legs over his shoulders, lowering his hips. The glans churned her entrance slickly—then squelch! Thruuust!
"Aaaaaah! Haaaang!"
His cock tore into her to the hilt in one go. Immense girth scraped her insides fiercely like ripping flesh. Minhyuk pistoned his hips without pause. Squelch! Squelch! Squelch-squelch-squelch! Schlurp! Thwack-thwack-thwack! Smack-smack! Endless churning exploded with wet slaps and flesh impacts. His hips rocked front-back, circling, up-down madly. Each stab at her cervix rocked her body; her pussy gripped and sucked him tight.
"Haah... Harin... your pussy is fucking insane... clenching every time I thrust in... driving me crazy..."
He mauled her breasts roughly, sucking nipples while never stopping his hips. The bed screeched, mattress heaving wildly.
Right then.
Harin's smartphone on the bedside table buzzed noisily. Her eyes widened in horror toward it.
"Oppa! Aaht! Hngh!"
But Minhyuk's large hand gripped her cheek hard, forcing her face back to him.
"Focus on me, Seo Harin."
Minhyuk growled, slamming his hips deeper, more violently. The ringtone drowned perfectly in his merciless thwacks and her shrieking moans, vanishing without trace.
How much time passed? As the ferocious storm ebbed and Minhyuk prepared to pour every drop of his hot desire into her deepest core. He crushed her waist bone-crushingly, cock buried to her cervix, slowly but surely injecting semen.
Spurt... spurt-spurt... gluuuurk! Hot cum jetted powerfully into her womb's depths. Like scorching lava filling her pussy, battering and overflowing her walls—heavy, sticky sensation. His cock pulsed, dumping strand after thick strand forcibly into her innermost sanctum.
"Aaaaaah! Haaaang! So... hot...! My womb... filling up...!"
Her pussy milked his cock madly, determined not to waste a drop. Overflowing cum whitened her entrance, soaking the sheets. The creampie's afterglow trembled her endlessly.
Now her body, her soul—completely conquered by the devil Park Minhyuk. Harin clutched the sweat-drenched sheets with unfocused eyes, sobbing wretchedly. Bone-melting exhaustion and self-loathing crushed her.
Minhyuk still hilted deep, catching his breath. Hot cum filled her womb as his cock twitched, squeezing out the last drops. He smiled satisfied, brushing her sweaty hair, hand sliding down her soft waistline. Then leaning in, cupping her full breasts with both hands.
"Haah... still gripping my cock so tight inside you."
His fingers kneaded softly, then pinched one nipple hard. Mouth latched to the other. Smack... smack... sluuuurp! Lips clamping tight, sucking upward long and hard. Tongue circling the tip as he pulled—nipple stretching lewdly with pop! sounds filling the room. Alternating breasts, smack smack slurp! Sluuurp! sucking madly. Nipples elongated sucked up, snapping back with a twang!, making her breasts even lewder. Each suck made her pussy clench and writhe around his cock.
"Hngh! Hic! I'm insane! Why did I...!"
Harin's self-recriminating sobs burst out. But Minhyuk shattered her flimsy excuse with coldest arrogance.
"Harin. Truth is, you love it too, don't you? Your mouth says no... but your body craves my cock honestly. Look down."
Minhyuk gripped her chin, forcing her head down. Her gaze fell on it: his rigid cock perfectly buried root-deep in her pussy. Her labia gripped tight, overflowing white cum oozing stickily along the join. Each twitch made her pussy pucker, sucking more in vividly.
"Ah... no! No it's not!"
Harin screamed throat-raw, tears cascading as she shook her head madly. Minhyuk chuckled low, sucking her nipple hard again (sluuurp!) while slowly circling his hips—cock still hilted—pushing deeper. Squelch... spurt... Cum-mixed slurps rang lewdly.
"What's not? Your pussy's puckering, devouring my cock deliciously. See? Clenching like mad to keep every drop of my cum inside. Your body surrendered completely to me."
His fingers trailed languidly down her sensitive spine.
"Pretending otherwise. Crying no from your mouth. But your body wanted this from start to finish. Spreading your legs under me, shaking—you loved it most."
The cruelest, bone-piercing fact. Harin opened to deny, but choked silent.
"If you truly thought only of that young boyfriend and rejected me sincerely, you'd have blocked me at your door. You gave me that one percent opening—that's why I'm holding you in your bed now."
Minhyuk nibbled her earlobe hotly, whispering. Still buried deep, he kneaded her breasts, alternating nipple sucks—smack smack slurp!—slow hip rolls rubbing cum deeper.
"Your mouth might keep rejecting on moral grounds. But your body is perfectly honest. Doesn't matter. I'm always the victor who takes and dominates everything."
The predator's perfect dominion decree. Minhyuk mounted her despairing form heavily once more.
"I'll make even your mouth beg for me proudly. We've got until dawn—plenty of time. Brace yourself, Harin."
With the devil's laugh, the most brutal, immoral night restarted for Harin—endless.
In the empty office hallway, Kim Junho held his smartphone to his ear, his face etched with deep worry and guilt.
"Haah. Why isn't she picking up?"
Unable to visit for the weekend, guilt gnawed. Fearing she might be drowning in loneliness alone, he'd called repeatedly—but Harin never answered. Junho extinguished the screen with a long, heavy sigh.
"Junho! What're you doing there! Hurry up!"
From down the hall, Senior Manager Yoon Jiyeon called brightly. She'd been waiting post-dinner to drag him to a casual second round.
"Ah! Coming, noona!"
Junho buried his heavy worry for Harin deep in his chest, turning toward Jiyeon. At this hour, flailing for success in this distant land, clinking glasses with another woman.
He had no inkling: the one lover he cherished most in the world.
In Seoul's rundown studio bed, mercilessly invaded by a massive wolf, her soul eroded to its bedrock. Pure white love shredded formlessly under the cruelest predator's fangs—stolen utterly.
The most tragic, despairing night.
