## Chapter 115 – The Lost Girl (1)
“Ugh, give it a rest…
You’ve already taken everything…
What more do you want…
I’m sorry. Please, just let me live…”
“This time, if you want to be a eunuch for life, just say the word.
I’ll squeeze you until nothing but blood comes out.
I can do this all day. You know that, right?”
“Haa… so…
What do you want us to do…?”
The social club continued into a new day.
While Serkov’s friends were all in their rooms, emaciated and on the verge of dying from exhaustion, Vivian and Ranier had subtly slipped in, pretending to be part of the group.
They were sitting in a corner, watching the day’s event, a theatrical performance, while exchanging hushed words (?).
Having even taken Verdi’s seat, who had looked displeased with the events of the previous night, the two women sat on either side of Serkov, gently leaning their heads on his shoulders.
But was it just a feeling that Serkov, with a flower on each side, looked more miserable than someone who had just eaten dirt?
“Those drugs from yesterday. They’re definitely not something you can get normally.
You have connections with the back alley guys, right?
Or you know who’s selling them.”
“Does it matter?”
At Serkov’s curt and reluctant question, Ranier, who was leaning on his shoulder, gently lifted her head and stared at him.
“If it didn’t matter, would we be asking you?
Are you starting to want to say goodbye to your pretty little thing?”
“Kugh… I have connections with the back alley guys!
I ask them to buy them for me sometimes!
Is that enough? More importantly, that’s not what you really want to know, is it?
What are you really curious about?”
Serkov, seemingly unable to bear Ranier’s gaze, kept his eyes fixed forward and spat out his words in a suppressed voice, but it didn’t seem to have much effect.
Finally, as if thinking that now was the time to get down to business in response to Serkov’s question, Vivian lowered her voice and got to the point.
“Go get some drugs. We have a use for them.”
Drugs.
In some ways, they were very dangerous things.
“What? Wh-what are you going to use them for?”
“That’s none of your business, just get them.”
But as is often the case with drugs, if used properly, they could be useful in many ways.
Often, the focus was on the positive aspects rather than the drug’s original purpose, such as mental relaxation or the ability to lower mental barriers and provide stability, effects close to a mild sedative.
Also, depending on the combination, they could be used as painkillers to help endure pain, or to alleviate symptoms such as colds.
Even without knowing the exact recipes, Vivian thought it wasn’t a bad idea to secure such drugs when the opportunity arose, and she was moving with her own ideas on this outing.
In the past, she could have used Grenot’s influence to get them somehow, but not anymore.
Even if they were illegal drugs, so what?
If it was something that didn’t come along often, she had to get it when she could.
However, at Vivian’s overbearing attitude, Serkov frowned and reached out his hand towards her.
And of course, Vivian, not understanding the meaning of his gesture, simply tilted her head in confusion.
“Why the hand?”
“You have to pay me. I buy them with money too.”
“Huh? Have you ever seen anyone pay for being shaken down?
Then I’ll give you a choice.
Are you just going to let us shake you down quietly and obediently?
Or are you going to be squeezed until you die?”
Of course, there was Serkov’s feeble resistance, but it was quickly suppressed by Ranier, the enforcer.
In the end, Serkov was just squeezed by Vivian, but perhaps it was because he saw Ranier single-handedly take down four men.
“Heeik!! Damn it!!
Some weirdos came in…!!
Alright!! Alright!!
I’ll get them, okay!!”
Serkov, who seemed to see Ranier as more of a monster, recoiled in horror and reluctantly clicked his tongue.
“Hey, Aurora! Did you hear that?
Can you get them? Say something.”
Eventually, Serkov, as if fed up, leaned back and spoke to a woman sitting in the back seat.
And the woman, who was sensually crossing her legs, began to sharply peck at him, trembling.
Even though the other party was Serkov, the eldest grandson of a marquis, her voice, unable to hide her annoyance as if she were on her period, pierced the hearts of those who heard it like a well-honed blade.
“Tsk… So uncivilized during a performance.
I’m already sexually frustrated, don’t bother me…
I thought I was finally going to get a good taste of some handsome guys’ dicks…
It’s so absurd… What are they, a swarm of locusts?
After they’re done, there’s not a standing dick left, seriously…”
“Don’t talk like that… Ugh!!
Putting that aside, Aurora…!
We’re screwed right now!!
Please stop talking nonsense and say something!!”
Hearing that voice, which in some ways was talking about them, Vivian and Ranier turned their heads slightly to confirm her face and swallowed their groans.
The one woman who was having a 4P with three men yesterday, ‘Aurora’.
When it was revealed that she, who they initially thought was just a horny extra, was the connection, everyone’s attention began to focus there.
But whether she knew it or not, Aurora, with a deeply furrowed brow, snorted and sneered at Serkov.
“Aha? Your dick is screwed, not mine, right?
Are they going to eat even the women? I’d be grateful if they ate me.
I wouldn’t have to go looking for someone to eat, you know.
And you know what? Can’t you tell that she and I are similar types?
She can’t stand her horny body, so she’s a whore who’s crazy for dicks, right?
There are only whores here right now, and you’re being threatened instead of enjoying it, aren’t you stupid?”
“……”
Vivian’s expression instantly froze, her pupils unmoving.
Seeing that, Ranier’s expression was like that of a man who had just witnessed someone getting kicked in the groin, and she gave Aurora a look as if she were looking at something pitiful.
Perhaps she had touched on some old memories.
And as if not seeing that, Aurora, leaning her head next to the frozen Vivian, spat out the dregs of her sexual frustration in a mocking tone.
“Haa… It’s already hard enough to find a good dick in this industry…
Let’s not touch the dicks that others have already claimed, okay?
There has to be at least some professional ethics, geez…”
“I see… Professional ethics, huh…?”
“What.”
Now completely openly, Aurora gave a curt, monosyllabic answer to Vivian, who was now glaring at her.
Vivian, tilting her head towards Aurora’s ear, began to whisper a short but intense sentence.
“Dick. Something amazing.”
“Huh?”
“Not just all night, but all day too.
The best dick that never goes down, no matter how many times you cum.”
“Are you kidding? There’s no way something like that…”
“I’ll introduce you.
If you finish this job properly.”
“W-wait… Is it really… real…?
Does that kind of dick… no, man, exist…?”
“That’s right. ‘Definitely’, and I feel bad about some things…
No matter what happens, I’m going to introduce you…
Strictly speaking, it’s in the sense of an ‘apology’ to get along with each other…
So… will you do me a favor…?”
“Heeey~ That’s a tempting offer. What does he look like?”
“Of course he’s better looking than those guys.
His skin is smooth, and he’s incredibly strong.
He’s on a different level than those guys who just run around with their dicks.”
“Ehehe~ It’s good for me to make money and eat dick.
Then the deal is done.
But if you’re lying, you’re really dead, okay?”
“Don’t worry. The performance is guaranteed.
She knows who he is too. Right?”
“Right, right! He really keeps you up all night, you know?
Every morning, there are dark circles under my eyes…”
“Ooh… that’s a bit controversial…”
In the end, Vivian, with Ranier’s support, succeeded in seducing Aurora.
Since Vivian was used to talking to thugs anyway, now that the story had progressed this far, the situation was practically over.
From then on, Vivian occasionally answered Aurora’s questions, which began to lead to business-like discussions, and her gaze, thinking about the future plans, was fixed on Anne, who was sitting a few rows ahead and quietly watching the performance.
“I like it when things are handled properly.”
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“What do I do… Hicc…!! Poor Pamela…!!
She can’t be with Hans…!!
Pamela gave everything…!!
That’s too much…!! Uwaaaah!!”
“Okay… okay!! Calm down, Carla…!!”
“I can’t calm down!! Hying…!!
Anne, aren’t you sad either!?
Unrequited love that is not rewarded…!!
Heuing!! Poor thing!! The theater company should wake up!!”
“Please, just…!!”
After watching the play, which at first seemed like a happy story, who would have known it would be such a landmine?
Hans and Pamela, the main characters who loved each other, initially acted as if they were happily in love and would even get married, but later Hans had to marry another woman due to family problems.
Nevertheless, Pamela was not even the main wife, let alone a concubine, so she could only help Hans from behind, and at the moment when she was about to finally bear fruit after such devoted efforts, Pamela died in an accident, which was an amazing betrayal.
‘Who writes these stories anyway……’
While watching the story that made her feel uneasy, Anne suddenly thought that the story might be similar to her own.
Of course, she was not the same woman as in the story.
Edward only knew her name, and they were not in love with each other.
Unlike the story of the play, where they loved each other to death, Edward would not know that she liked him or had any affection for him as a girl.
But, just watching from behind.
Not being able to stand in front of his fiancée Eloise and his lover Lucia, and just watching their backs as they desperately shared their love with Edward.
While watching the play, she couldn’t help but feel a little sad.
‘Now… do I not even have the right to do that……’
The moment she woke up in Carla’s room on the new day after the first night of the social gathering.
She couldn’t understand whether she had just had a bad dream, or whether something like that had really happened.
Clearly, Serkov had said that he would possess her for the entire week of the social gathering, and in the end, he had succeeded in taking her virginity with his brutal dick.
But that much was told by the dried bloodstains on her underwear, even though it wasn’t her period.
What had happened to her was definitely not a lie.
‘I’m…… already tainted, so……’
But if there was something she couldn’t understand, it was that Serkov was ignoring her after that day, for reasons she couldn’t understand.
Unlike what he had said about owning her and making her his toy, when she knocked on his door with her lips pursed and her resolve firm, he coldly chased her away as if he really didn’t know her, which was unnatural.
‘I’m… not remembering it wrong… am I……
It definitely… happened……’
Of course, she was in a state where it was difficult to judge the situation properly because she was drunk in many ways, and there were many things to consider accordingly.
But even so, was it possible to forget the madness of that night, which was still vividly etched in her memory?
‘How could I… do such a thing……’
The first insertion, as intense as if a sword had been stabbed between her legs, was so intense that she felt like she was going to die.
And the feeling of the dick that was inserted into her vagina and was doing the dragon dance, as if it was vibrating her body.
The pounding of her heart, as if she would go crazy at any moment, given by Verdi’s tongue licking her unknown area, and the moment of panting, as if her lungs would burst, when she wanted to scream for forgiveness but couldn’t speak.
As if lightning was passing through her body several times, she couldn’t think that the feeling that her eyes were flashing endlessly was a lie.
She couldn’t think that she was remembering it wrong.
Although the beginning was painful, the pleasure that began to crawl up as the pain was subdued by the energy of the drug was something that was terrifying even when she thought about it again now.
It was possible to resist by screaming and wriggling when she couldn’t stand the pain, but resistance was meaningless in the face of pleasure.
Without her knowing it, her own body tasted the sweetness and pressed down on her brain, telling her to accept it.
And when she was panting as if she was about to throw up while being crushed by the pleasure, she realized that her mind was no longer on her side, and that the sensation of that moment was even more fatal than the drugs she had taken to make her feel good.
‘It was… my first time……’
Her virginity that she had protected until now.
There were times when she happily imagined whether she would be able to give it to Edward someday, and whether she would be able to whisper love with him after they were together.
But it was sold off like a bargain to a man she had never seen before, and as she watched the man who had only taken her virginity and was now ignoring her, her anxiety was growing.
Was there something wrong with her?
Did her body look strange somewhere?
Was her body not in a good mood?
Did he not like her strong personality, unlike other women?
So, despite taking her virginity, was he really thinking of betraying her in the end?
“Eueeeng……!! Pamelaaa!!”
“I’m going to go somewhere for a bit…”
The anxiety permeated her whole body and gnawed at every cell, and the steps of the anxious girl were eventually heading towards a goal that she might regret.
