Chapter 218 – 31. Commit (5)
31. Violation (5)
Sensing that her situation was imminent, Kwon Dong was too impatient to shake her waist while strangling her. So, in the end, he put both her hands on her Yuri’s shoulders and started to rape her like her machine, just shaking her waist. Yuri’s stranglehold, like a estrus switch, was obviously over, but Yuri, who was already feeling the pleasure of this copulation, couldn’t contain the pleasure that surged even when his hand fell from his neck. On the contrary, since the thing blocking her prayer had disappeared, it was now impossible to even control her moaning.
“Aang! Yes! Hey! Yes! Yes!”
Seeing her start to cry like a child, Kwon Dong felt strange about her. In fact, for the first time in his life, he made a woman feel in the sex he led. Although he was a ruthless and trashy rapist, he was a man who couldn’t even think of killing people, so he thought of running away quickly once this was over. But now my thoughts have changed a bit. The one greed, the possessiveness that has ruined, ruined, ruined all men in history has been activated.
His behavioral principle, ‘Women betray unconditionally, so she betrays herself first’ was now defeated by his desire for Yuri. This woman is pretty and attractive. She may not be an actress of all time, but she is enough to be in charge of the visuals of a girl group. She raped a woman like that, she feels like a woman. She is a woman accepting her own rape and feeling her pleasure. She is a woman like this she will never meet again in her life. Where in the world is there a woman who feels raped, and how likely is it that such a woman is as beautiful as this?
His brain, which only thought of ejaculating inside her and running away, began to think about how to continue to have sex with her while holding out in this town. But no matter how much I think about it, I can’t come up with a suitable way. Time continues to pass and it is difficult to tolerate circumstances any longer. Yuri is already struggling, unable to stop her mouth. This sex is over soon. It must end. If so, what should I do after that?
Soon after, Kwon Dong let out a strange moan as he pressed his waist close to her hip. At that moment, Yuri had a hunch. That he had semen inside of him. It is felt. A white fluid that contaminates the vagina and cervix. At the same time, a louder moan escaped her mouth. He wasn’t gone, but he couldn’t help groaning. It was for pleasure, but it was also an expression of unclear feelings about the fact that she had been cummed inside her by a rapist, leaving an indelible mark on her body.
Kwon Dong, who had been catching his breath for a while, got up and pulled out her genitals. Yuri was still as she was contemplating what to do now, and her semen dripped down from her gaping legs. It’s the seed of a rapist who wants to wipe it right away and scrape it from the inside, but now we have to think of a way to live more reliably than that. Was he really satisfied with having sex with him? Does he think he wants to do more? It should be. He should, but he can live. If Yuri’s place didn’t feel right or if this was enough, the possibility that he would kill himself here cannot be ignored.
But now there is nothing Yuri can do. The judgment will be made by this man who held her neck in her hands until earlier. She just has to go back to being the helpless scapegoat and await her decision. What will happen Yuri thought hard to herself. Please get lost in my pussy My pussy feels so good, you want me to fuck you again.
Kwon Dong strokes her butt of Yuri. The touch was soft and warm, and Yuri was relieved for a moment. She thought she could live.
“Huh… You felt it.”
She pondered for a moment, and Yuri nodded her head just enough to be seen behind her back.
“Feeling like rape, aren’t you a pervert?”
“…”
Doesn’t answer. I don’t want to affirm it, because denying it might make things worse.
“Let’s make a slave contract with me. Sex slaves.”
“…?”
What do you think? For a moment, Yuri wanted to ask if such a thing made sense, but she exercised patience and endured it.
“Hey. Here… Now, look here.”
Kwon Dong picked up his cell phone and started recording the video. He and Yuri’s figures are reflected on the screen.
“Are you going to be my sex slave?”
“Yes?”
“Again. Wait… Now, are you going to be my sex slave?”
“…”
Kwon Dong’s expression was smiling as he started recording again, but Yuri was still afraid of him.
“Answer quickly.”
“…I will…”
Then Kwon Dong taps her with his elbow.
“I will be your sex slave.”
Kwon Dong ended her recording and looked at her. She stopped staring at her, and suddenly he grabbed her by the neck again and began to choke him, then he whispered in her ear.
“Just don’t keep it. I’ll kill your boyfriend and I’ll just go to jail. Do you know if I can report it or let someone know? Even if I kill people like you and go to prison, I won’t live a few years.”
This was how he squeezed. It demands a slave contract that has no meaning or value, and the real main point is blackmail. The threats made by violent sex offenders were, in fact, insignificant if you look at it coldly. If Yuri secretly reports it, if he reports it without even knowing it and the police attack him, he will go to jail without harming him once.
But when the victim is being victimized, the feeling is different. In a situation where rational judgment was difficult, the threat of the man who had raped her so far was not something that could be ignored. And what if he really did nothing but go to jail, and only get eight years? What if, when Yuri is in her 30s, Kwon-dong, in his early 40s, who came out of prison after a rough life, comes to retaliate? Indeed, can he live comfortably with such a risk?
Yuri is certainly not going to be killed by him now, but upon confirming that, he was worried about what to do in the future. If nothing else, he will continue to demand her body, and next time I don’t know what else he will do if I don’t let her enjoy it at least today.
Kwon-dong, who has already put on her clothes again, tells her to put on her clothes as she prepares to drive. Yuri thought as she picked up her panties from the passenger seat with her trembling hands. At a much later time than expected, did Choi Hyuk come home?
No matter who goes through what happens, time passes and the neighborhood greets daily life casually. Saturday, when everyone rests at home. Son Jun-hyung, who came home late at night to play with his girlfriend throughout the week, locked himself in his room today, saying he would not leave the house until he had a part-time job. Her father-in-law’s guard, who usually clings to Hee-joo at such a timing, today, no, this week, all he did was touch her body little by little, as if making fun of her sometimes.
Hee-joo didn’t know it, but now in her house, everyone in her family was watching her. Her uneasiness after her last weekend was all she was watching out for, like a dangerous explosive, which she could see in her subconscious. She is kind and compassionate, so she always puts others first, but when Hee-joo is angry, she can feel the chill from her house to the bus stop. At times like this, it was common for her father-in-law’s bodyguard to do his best not to secretly disturb her heart.
She didn’t realize it, but Hee-joo was in a bad mood all week after the incident with Lee-yul, and others felt it too. It starts with a marked drop in her talkativeness, so she doesn’t care about the people around her anymore, even to herself over trivial matters and makes a face. It wasn’t that she caused harm to others, but her family, who knew her well, knew that if she was wrong at this time, she would be scolded, so they were more careful about her behavior.
Why did I feel bad Hee-joo had never thought about why he was in such a bad mood. However, if she dares to reveal her subconscious here, the answer is very simple. Because the relationship with the young male who thought there was a thumb was ruined. A friend of her son, whom she aggressively lashed out at. She is a male who is overwhelmingly younger and more energetic than the other men who flirt with her body. The thing she happened to see would surely satisfy her, but rather than put it in her hands, it became a relationship she would never see again. No, she made it into such a relationship.
It’s not that I haven’t thought about the interest rate since that day. She was the one who looked back on that day many times and regretted doing this or that. Should she have remained in an ambiguous relationship? Or would it have been right for her to just give her body first and slowly build up the feelings. As she thinks about it, she suddenly starts to get annoyed with why she seems to be clinging to him, and then her mood gets worse and she notices both a 60-year-old man and a young man in his 20’s. It was a rush to see.
But that is until today. Hee-joo made a promise as she packed her side dishes for her son’s motives into her shopping bag. I’ll tell you this today and say it’s over. After that happens, she will still bring it one more time, so it’s like keeping the loyalty. And will tell She’ll tell you that she’s sorry, but bringing side dishes every time is a burden, and that it’s better not to see her now that it’s happened. The child seemed to be smart in his own way, so that’s enough to understand. Hee-joo went to the front door with her shopping bag in her hand and put on her shoes. Her family still hadn’t come out of their rooms, but she didn’t mind.
