022. Excuse (2)

Somehow, I managed to put a condom on that bizarre, monstrous lump.

…Now what?

Do, do I have to put it in…?

Me?

This thing?

“What are you doing? Get on top. Should I teach you if you don’t know?”

“No, no…. It’s fine. Just a sec…”

Taking a deep breath, I stare at his meticulously wrapped manhood.

A pillar extending straight from the pubic bone covered in pubic hair.

If it were smooth, it might be less disgusting, but veins bulge unevenly, and it swells in the middle like a thin calf.

Then, as it gets closer to the end, the circumference shrinks, revealing a very sticky-looking, angular glans.

…It looks like an oyster mushroom, but ten times more disgusting.

How am I supposed to put this crap into that tiny place…

“I asked what you’re doing. Why are you just staring at my dick? Do you like it that much?”

“No! Hoo…, Just a sec, just a sec, mentally preparing…”

“Why do you need mental preparation for sex? Are you going to confess your love or something?”

“I told you, no!”

I wanted to punch Kang Joo-hyuk, who was grinning while resting his arms behind his clasped hands, but every time I lowered my gaze, my will to resist crumbled.

His neck. It’s ridiculously thick.

His chest. It seems bigger than most women’s.

His stomach. If I hit it, I think my arm would hurt more.

His arms and thighs. …If I got hit with those, I’d really die.

Even avoiding his most monstrous genitalia, his body instinctively evoked fear.

I liked men with some muscle, but that was because I wanted someone I liked to have a good body too.

I didn’t want the person raping and threatening me to be burly.

“Haeun-ah, if you really can’t do it, just lie down. You don’t seem ready at all.”

“Just a sec, just a sec…! I’m going to do it now, now…”

But whether I liked Kang Joo-hyuk’s body or found it repulsive, I had no choice but to climb onto his thighs.

Because otherwise, that man would rape me however he pleased.

He’d obviously interrogate me about why I went through his pockets and try to humiliate me.

If he noticed I’d touched his phone and found out I deleted the recording, it would be uncontrollable.

…Then I’d be filmed again.

This time, much more crudely and obscenely.

Not just my voice, but my naked body would be recorded on that piece of trash’s phone.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay? Are you really ready?”

“…Ugh…”

If I didn’t lose consciousness, I wouldn’t be ruined that much, but…

If I were crushed by that hard, heavy body, I could never maintain my sanity.

He’d force my mouth shut, pour in his filthy saliva.

He’d commit all sorts of ugly acts on my body, and it’s obvious he wouldn’t forgive me whether I got tired or not.

Yesterday, at least I was drunk, so I didn’t feel the pain as much.

There’s no way it wouldn’t hurt when he shoved something the size of that soda can I drank earlier inside me.

It hurt even just inserting my finger slightly, so I only managed to finish using my clit.

No, really.

Better very slowly.

If I get on top and he only inserts a little, it’ll hurt much less…

“If you do it doggy style, it goes in up to the base of my dick. This much. I only went halfway earlier, are you sure you’re okay?”

“…”

But he showed no mercy,

grabbing my hips tightly and pressing my pubic bone against his.

My navel. Slightly above it.

He held his manhood in his right hand and tapped it against my stomach.

“I’ve slept with about ten people so far, and only three or so could take all of me? Are you really sure you’ll be okay?”

“…J-just… let me think…”

“Those women had experience, so I guess that’s fine. …It hasn’t even been half a day since I took your virginity. Doesn’t it hurt?”

Then, he spread his disgustingly large fingers wide, measuring the length from my pussy to my navel while pressing down.

He threatened me, saying this would surely break me,

…Up to here.

If it goes in.

My insides will be crushed…

…

No.

I’ll die.

Really.

“You’re not even wet yet. If I fuck you like this, it’s gonna hurt like hell. Unlike before.”

“…”

“When you have sex, focus on preparing your body before your mind. …Here. Like this.”

The seduction that followed the threat.

He placed his long, hard finger-much thinner than that impossible thing-on my pussy and carefully rubbed.

…The place I had crudely shoved into when I lost my senses yesterday.

The place I only touch myself when I masturbate sometimes,

is now being poked into without permission by the man who tormented me for years without even showing himself.

“Ah, wait, don’t touch it…! “

“Then do you want to touch it? I prefer touching breasts or butts over caressing this spot anyway.”

“Ugh, y-yes, I, I’ll touch it. Let go, please…”

Even though it was already defiled, the fact that he was touching my precious spot felt disgusting.

Yeah, if he’s going to touch it, it’s better if I touch it myself.

It was nauseatingly embarrassing, shameful, and humiliating, but

leaving it to that man to use my body as he pleased was worse than letting him watch me touch myself.

“Stop shaking. If you’re nervous, even things that wouldn’t hurt will hurt?”

“Just shut up…!”

I hunched over as much as possible to hide my pussy.

My breasts got closer to him instead, but if I could hide that, I could show these lumps of fat anytime.

I inserted my finger between my still-dry pussy and rubbed my clit between my fingers.

“Hngh…, Hoo…”

“Yesterday you were shoving it in like you were going to break me, why are you so tame today?”

“Shut uuuup…!”

Torn between shame and pain, I repeated movements that were ambiguously between pretending to be nonchalant and actually feeling it.

Normally, I’d bite down on my t-shirt and rub frantically while lying face down, or casually touch myself while looking at my phone, but I couldn’t do either.

If I go too slowly, this man whose patience has run out will shove that monstrous manhood inside me before I even get wet.

If I go too fast, I’ll have to reveal myself to him, trembling all over and crying out lewdly.

A future so terrible that I’d rather bite my tongue and die than choose either option.

“Ng… Hoo…, Ah, wait, don’t touch…!”

“Nipples are sensitive spots too. Why are you only touching your clit? Women with large breasts aren’t necessarily less sensitive here.”

“Let gooo…!”

But without giving me any room to choose, Kang Joo-hyuk reached out, grabbed my breast, and then pinched just my nipple with his fingers, twisting it gently to force my arousal.

I didn’t want to feel anything from this kind of man, but my body remembered that it would hurt like hell, like it was tearing, if the point of entry didn’t become slick.

It hurt so much the first time even while drunk; if I accepted that sober, I’d really die.

Swallowing the urge to curse him out, I focused on masturbating my clit while enduring his filthy teasing.

“Haa, Haak…, Ng…!”

“…Your flushed face is fucking hot.”

“Wha, what, hey, don’t look…!”

“How can I not look? You’re so fucking horny.”

“Heeey, Haa-eut…! “

While I was engrossed, Kang Joo-hyuk stared intently at my disheveled face, then suddenly chuckled and let go of my nipple, grabbing my hips tightly.

Then, using only his arm strength, he lifted me up, pulled my body towards him, and wantonly took my nipple into his mouth.

Lick, lick, with his tongue.

Slurp, slurp.

Sluuuurp…,

Making disgusting sounds.

He sucked my breast.

I wanted to pull away, but I couldn’t lift my body.

If I tried to sit up, he’d grab my hips tightly and block me with his strength.

No matter how much I stretched my arms gripping the mattress, I could only end up in a kneeling, face-down position.

That burly man burying his nose in my breast,

Chup chup,

I couldn’t push away the sight of him sucking my breast with my own strength.

“Heeey, let goooo…! Please…”

Stuck unable to do anything,

the flesh that held both my pride and my complex was being defiled by his saliva.

No matter how bothersome, heavy, annoying, or disgusting the bastards who peeked were, these were breasts I felt proud of.

More than disgusting, they were being sucked, licked, and nibbled by the filthy saliva of a terrifying man.

His teeth didn’t touch me, but every time he sandwiched my nipple between his lips and blew vibrating air, my waist trembled uncontrollably.

My clitoris, which I had been rubbing under the pretext that it would hurt if not moistened, had become wet some time ago, but regardless of the reason, it was craving my touch.

Slick, slick. The sounds of my masturbation and being caressed assaulted my ears.

Even though nothing had happened yet.

The caffeine buzzed, and my sanity gradually flew away from my head, where sleep wouldn’t come easily.

“Euhu-eut…, Hngh, Heek…, Ng…!”

Making noises like a whimpering puppy, unable to even cover my face, I was toyed with by him.

The arms leaning on the bed kept bending, losing strength, and collapsing.

With nothing to support me, pressing my breast into his face, I was even getting hit on the buttocks by the man who had his nose buried in my breast, sucking my nipple.

“Hey, sto-stop, stop it…!”

Slap, slap.

The sound of skin slapping echoed through my body.

Drip, drip.

Soon, obscene sounds wouldn’t stop coming from my pussy, which was dripping fluids.

Unable to bear the rising pleasure, my wandering left hand tightly grasped his rough hair.

As if giving milk to a baby.

I rubbed my breast against the man I hated most in the world and let him bite my nipple.

“Hwaaang…! ♡ Heek, Haak…, Eugeung…♡”

In the end, I,

without even touching that monstrous thing,

unintentionally let out crude, obscene sounds,

sprawled on the body of that perverted trash bastard,

could only leak fluids uncontrollably.

…Until Kang Joo-hyuk, suffocating under my breast,

grabbed my shoulder and pulled me up.