Hazel’s expression is burdensome.

    It’s the cold expression on his face when he held a knife to my ankle.

    What’s happening this time?

    Is the lower half of the body amputated because the waist was freely teased?

    It’s scary to even imagine.

    A cold sweat breaks out all over my body as I think of the terrible sight that flashes through my mind as my future.

    “Please, just amputate the lower body..! Save me..!”

    “Yes? What does it mean to suddenly have the lower body amputated?”

    If it’s not an amputation from the waist down… then where?

    “Well, then where…”

    “I never said where I was going to cut it.”

    “Mi, I’m sorry..! I was the only one who misunderstood…! Because I’m stupid…”

    From what Hazel said just now, I saw the possibility of survival.

    There is a possibility that people will say that they would just conveniently stick a knife in the heart unless they cut it somewhere, but I think it is extremely low.

    If I were to die in vain, it would be a situation that Hazel would not want.

    “Wait a minute.”

    Hazel, who had been looking down at me with a cold expression from above my body just now, got up and walked out of the room.

    I don’t know why.

    Are you trying to bring a whip or something?

    Hazel has such a wide range of behavior that no matter what kind of unexpected behavior she does, it doesn’t seem strange, so it’s completely unpredictable.

    That aspect of Hazel made me even more scared now.

    “What..! What the hell… crazy bitch…”

    -Kkii Iik

    “Huh?!”

    While I was clearly saying ” crazy bitch”, with amazing timing, Hazel opened the door again and entered the room.

    “Am I a crazy bitch?”

    “Well, that..! Not you, but other women…”

    “Well, it’s not really important.”

    Hazel didn’t say anything in particular about my remarks.

    As I was feeling relieved for a moment, thinking that it was fortunate, Hazel suddenly lay down right next to me on the bed.

    “What, what..!”

    I instinctively tried to run away.

    But when I thought about how I tried to fall from Hazel in the pit, I didn’t take action.

    Because I was well aware that it was an action that could irritate Hazel and that it was not an action that could bring about good results.

    You shouldn’t try to avoid it.

    “Master.”

    “Yes…”

    “Do you know what this is?”

    Hazel showed me a pill she had been holding in her hand since she entered the room.

    It was not a capsule-type pill.

    White, oval tablet. It looks exactly like the acetaminophen-based painkiller pills that are commonly taken when a person has a headache.

    Typically, if you go to a pharmacy, they sell it for 2,500 won per box. I have a supply of medicine at home, but did you bring it with you?

    “It’s a painkiller…”

    “It looks similar, but it’s not.”

    “Then what is it..?”

    Are you really trying to poison me with medicine and not physically?

    “You’ll know when you try it.”

    “Ah, okay…”

    Next, I thought Hazel was going to put the medicine in my mouth, but surprisingly, she stuck out her tongue and gently put the medicine there.

    “By the way…”

    Then, he grabbed my left cheek with his right hand and leaned towards me to face me.

    “W-what is it..?”

    Hazel came so close that her face was only about two fingers away from me, and then she stuck out her tongue and poked at my tightly closed lips.

    This is probably a sign to open your mouth.

    Since I’ve put a pill on my tongue, I won’t be able to speak, and this is the only way to express it.

    Now that I understood Hazel’s meaning, I immediately carried out her command.

    From the beginning, I had no right to refuse, and as if Hazel’s tongue knew that I would open my mouth obediently, as soon as I opened my mouth, it immediately pushed in right in front of my uvula.

    As if cupping my cheek with his right hand wasn’t enough, he wrapped his arms around my neck, then grabbed the back of my head with both hands and hugged me tightly, squeezing me so tightly that I could never escape this violent kiss.

    A stronger force went into Hazel’s arm, and Hazel’s mouth and mine were tightly pressed together to the point where we could never separate.

    My lips were throbbing and I could feel the pressure as if they were about to explode.

    “Woo goo woop..!!”

    Hazel succeeded in taking over my mouth, closed her eyes, and began to focus all of her sensations on her tongue.

    As I continued to resist pushing Hazel’s tongue out, Hazel dropped the pill down my throat and pierced my uvula with the tip of her tongue.

    “Uuuuk?! Wow..! Wow..!!”

    I almost felt nauseous and threw up for a moment, but fortunately I was able to hold it in.

    But in the process, the medicine that had been stuck in my throat passed down my esophagus.

    Hazel swirled her tongue around in my mouth, and after confirming that I had swallowed the medicine, she slowly let go of her mouth, which was tightly pressed together, with an expression full of satisfaction.

    Hazel’s arms gradually lost strength, and only then did I begin to exhale violently.

    Tears streamed down my cheeks in the aftermath of being forcefully injected with medication through a kiss.

    “Khaaak..! ha..! Sigh..!!”

    “Did the medicine go in properly?”

    “Ugh, uhm… Cough! Haa..!”

    “Okay then, let’s just sleep for today.”

    -side

    Hazel lightly kissed my cheek while I was half unconscious, panting from the lingering sensation of the kiss.

    Then he got out of bed, stood next to the bed and looked down at me.

    After the kiss, Hazel had a faint, sinister smile on her face without knowing why.

    I don’t know what this drug is that makes me smile like that.

    But if you see him smiling like that, it probably isn’t normal medicine.

    “Hazel… What kind of medicine is this..? Huh..?”

    “Master. Order… No, I have a favor to ask.”

    I thought you just said it was an order.

    As expected, it is clearly revealed that deep down, he did not treat me as his master.

    “W-what is it..?”

    “You must not ejaculate until I give permission.”

    “Sa, circumstances..? What kind of situation are you talking about…”

    There are two words for circumstances.

    First, telling others about the circumstances or reasons for something and asking for something.

    Second, the reflexive discharge of semen from the male genitals… To put it simply, cumming.

    “Ha… Are you really asking because you don’t know? I’m saying don’t cum.”

    Not to cum in the cum is a circumstance in the sense explained in the second section.

    Just don’t masturbate.

    Is it that difficult?

    I wonder why they talk about something like that as if I can’t do it, but when it comes to masturbation, it’s not difficult to endure it for a week or a month.

    “Ah… I will…”

    “If you happen to do it, my master’s wrist is gone from that day on.”

    “Huh..?! Ah, okay..!”

    I am confident that I will never do it.

    But when you use such extreme expressions, I feel scared.

    The attitude is as if you’re going to try it, so there must be something to it.

    But what can you do to protect your wrist?

    No matter what happens, I will protect my wrist at all costs.

    “Good night. I’ll be in the living room. Is it okay?”

    “Of course..! Because the dog house is probably very narrow for you now..!”

    Originally, Hazel lived in the yard.

    So, there is a fairly large kennel in the yard.

    Even though it is a kennel for large dogs, it is too small for Hazel, who is now bigger than an adult man, to fit, so she has no choice but to sleep in the living room.

    Anyway, even if the kennel is big enough to fit Hazel, I have no intention of letting her sleep outside.

    If you do that, you may end up in a situation where you feel indebted to someone like “Are you really letting me sleep outside in this cold weather?”, “Is that exactly how much love you have for me?” That is.

    “Thank you for your permission. Have a nice night, I’ll be lying on the sofa, so you can come visit me.”

    “Ah… Yes… Sleep well too..!”

    -Good…

    Hazel left the bedroom after bidding me good night.

    I don’t know why I’m asking you to come, but I plan on avoiding it as much as possible.

    To be honest, I don’t really want to see it.

    Because every time I deal with Hazel, I feel like I want to get out of there as quickly as possible.

    “I hate him. What a bitch…”

    “Haa… Ugh..! Fuck… why am I like this…! Hehe..♡”

    While I was sleeping for a while, I woke up with a burning sensation all over my body and my heart pounding like crazy.

    The dick is swollen as if it’s about to explode and shows no sign of calming down, and the body is so lethargic and sensitive that it’s even difficult to get up from the seat.

    Just brushing against the blanket gave me a tingling sensation like an electric shock.

    When such stimulation is delivered to my brain, an uncontrollable moan immediately comes out, as if I had been waiting for it.

    “Fucking… Ugh..!!”

    Maybe it was because of the medication, but my dick felt like it was going to explode, as if semen was going to come out at any moment.

    I really feel like if I cum just once, just once, it will feel a little better.

    However, because of Hazel’s warning, he cannot do it.

    There’s no way I would do something stupid like cum and lose my wrist.

    “Should I just do it… Fuck, that sucks!!! Ahhh..♡”

    It may seem like I just woke up, but I’ve been writhing in pain for about 30 minutes now.

    No matter how tightly I grip the blanket, no matter how much I scream or bang my hands on the wall, this pain shows no signs of going away.

    The thought that I could just cum and not get caught dominates my mind, causing an internal conflict.

    But Hazel is no ordinary bitch.

    I’m sure they’ll find out somehow and cut off my wrists.

    “Should I go and pray? Just..! Haa..♡ Fuck fuck fuck fuck…!!!”

    If I continue in this state any longer, I feel like my mind will break or I won’t be able to stand it anymore and will touch my dick.

    Still, if I go to Hazel and pray, it won’t end well, but I think I can protect my wrist.

    As time passes and you continue to worry about these things, the pain increases and your patience becomes inversely proportional to it.

    “I can’t do it… I have to go and ask for it..! Looks like I’m falling behind…♡”

    In the end, I grew tired of the torture-like pain.

    I have reached the limit of my mental strength.

    The pulling pain rising from the lower abdomen gradually spreads to the entire lower body, and the body that used to feel a burning sensation is now lethargic and throbbing, as if it is about to melt and flow away.

    In this situation where it seemed like there could be no worse, I had a glimmer of hope that if I prayed and pleaded with Hazel, she would accept me.

    In fact, it may not be possible, but if you feel bad, they may punish you even more, but there is no other way.

    Besides, isn’t there something like the infinite monkey theorem?

    The theory is that no matter how impossible something seems, if there is even an infinitesimal probability, the possibility of it happening cannot be denied if you try it infinitely.

    Of course, unlike that theory, the opportunity given to me is only once, so it is too risky to put that theory into practice, but I decided to believe in that infinitesimal probability.

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