Chapter 82 – Reconciliation
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When I threw the words of confession to Sophia as a joke, Sophia smiled and kindly expressed her intention to refuse. He was burdened with Carl’s affection. Carl said with a smile on his face that it was a joke, but the truth was bound to rot.
No matter how graciously you reject it, being rejected by the person you love is not only humiliating but also painful. If how much pain you feel when rejected is what defines the amount of love you have for that person, Carl could affirm that he loved Sophia the most deeply since he was born.
I hated seeing Sophia even sharing her prayers as she placed her hands on her other man’s head to heal her. She was offended she was annoyed
“Love you.”
“That is a terrible word.”
Carl pushed Sophia over. Sophia raised her head slightly from her lying position. She tried to look down at her knife. She wanted confirmation that she had the upper hand in her relationship with Carl Leben. In her relationship with Karl Leben, Sophia was not on top of either one. It’s a pretty unusual circumstance that Sofia can now take the upper hand of her relationship.
Sophia’s social status could not be recognized in Carl’s house, and Sophia’s daily life was impossible without Carl’s help. Sophia could have died if Carl had ‘doed nothing’. She had to rely on Carl’s hand for everything she ate, wore, and moved around.
But as Carl’s heinous crime spree came to light, Sophia was able to gain her moral edge over Carl. Carl was originally an immoral and unscrupulous person, but since he loved Sophia, he couldn’t help but feel guilty in front of Sophia. Sophia constantly stimulated that part of her. You are the one who should be sorry for me.
And he hoped that Carl would commit further criminal acts. Thus, it was hoped that this moral superiority would continue. If Carl raped Sophia, it might be painful for Sophia, but it wasn’t all that painful either. Because Sofia loved her sex with Carl.
Even if tears came from pain, suffering, and shame, Sophia did not hate those moments when she shared her love. Rather, she liked it.
Her content that the knife was the cause of her arms and legs being cut off definitely made her loathe and hate the person named Carl Leben, but Sophia still loved the knife. This was the first time she knew that feelings of dislike and feelings of liking could coexist at the same time.
Sophia would close her eyes and accept Carl’s kiss if Carl whispered his love to her with a gentle smile. Maybe she could move her face on her own and ask for a kiss from her. Carl’s handsome face, charming voice, and perfected body were originally the cause of many women longing for a night with a dangerous man named Carl Leben. And Sophia was also a woman in front of the knife.
“Fuck me, rape me. Knife. I loved the knife.”
“Your voice is sweet.”
“Karl betrayed me.”
“Cheer up?”
“Yes.”
“I’m in trouble.”
Carl put his hand on the bed and climbed on top of Sophia. Carl lowered his pants and pulled out his hard erect cock. Sophia swallowed her saliva. Even though she had already had a cock in and out of her several times, she felt awkward. Measure the length with her eyes. ‘Something like that entered me?’ Sophia’s cheeks turned red.
“I’m embarrassed?”
“Don’t do this. Thought of forcibly violating me again.”
“Are you forcing it? Huh? Sophia.”
Carl had no intention of giving Sophia the initiative in the relationship. I was sorry to cut off Sophia’s arms and legs, but from Sophia’s reaction, Sophia still liked the knife. It’s just that what Carl did was so great and so harsh that he just didn’t think about forgiving easily. Sophia harbored feelings of dislike for Carl at the same time.
The fact that he hates that person but likes it is not simply saying that he doesn’t like ‘that person’. It is that ‘some part’ of that person is disliked and ‘some part’ is good. And it was obvious what Sophia would hate about Carl’s appearance.
“You’re crazy too.”
“… No.”
“You want to get stuck.”
“I hate knives.”
Eye to eye meet Sophia’s pupils were shaking. Carl could read fear, worry, and anticipation there, but disgust, annoyance, and displeasure could not be read. A smile crept across Carl’s lips. “Are you lying?”
The distance where the opponent’s breath tickles the face. Carl’s knee dug between Sophia’s crotch. Sophia lifted her hips and tried to get out, but she couldn’t. Rather, it became the appearance of rubbing her pussy against the leg of the knife. Flinch. Sophia’s resistance continued several times and ended. The knife slowly lay on Sophia.
“Do you really hate me?”
Carl put his hand behind Sofia’s waist. Sophia inadvertently flicked her waist, making it easier for Carl’s hand to enter. It was very subtle, so it didn’t show on the outside.
However, Sophia herself knew that Sophia was following Carl’s wishes, and Carl knew too. Sophia still pretended she didn’t like knives. Carl’s hand went to Sofia’s hips. Sophia moved her body slightly so that the sword could easily overrun her.
“I hate knives. It’s terrible. I want you to die.”
“It hurts me when you say things like that.”
“It means to be hurt. It won’t be even one hundredth of the wounds I received, so I just put up with that level of hurt.”
“I was hurt. Call me.”
“Are you insane?”
The two were now talking almost in a whisper. It was far enough to hear him say that. Every time he spoke, he could hear the squeak of his tongue and saliva intertwining, creating an obscene atmosphere.
Sophia’s waist, lifted by the knife, slowly formed a graceful curve. Sophia’s cunt pressed against Carl’s erect cock. Sophia’s cunt was blocked by the clothes she was still wearing, while Carl’s cock clung to Sophia’s clothes with heat.
“Something touches me.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sleeping.”
“Eww… Are you going to rape me too?”
“Of course.”
Carl’s lips slowly touched Sophia’s. Sophia closed her eyes, feeling the touch of Carl’s lips. Carl’s hand was gently stroking Sophia’s hips, while his other hand was slowly dismantling Sophia’s clothes.
Their lips collided once, then they bumped into each other again, and their slightly thrusting tongues came out to greet each other. Carl’s tongue didn’t invade more than Sophia’s lips until Sophia’s tongue came out against it. So, when Sophia also brought out her tongue, their lips began to copulate. Bumping into, rubbing against.
Meanwhile, pre-cum leaking from Carl’s erect penis dripped onto Sophia’s clothes. The area where the pre-cum was smeared showed Sophia’s quick-fire ring, adding to the lewdness.
After one kiss like a lover, Carl lightly threw Sophia back onto the bed. Sophia looked at Carl looking down at her with her face blushing. The shirt was still on, but it looked like there was only one cock dangling from the bottom. Carl’s hand approaches.
“Karl is raping me now.”
“You hate me?”
“No, I do not want. Of course.”
“Shall we not?”
“… “
“Don’t be rude, bitch.”
Jjiik. Clothes are torn Carl’s harsh words made Sophia’s heart beat. The knife’s grip gripped Sophia’s chest roughly.
“Do you want to be raped?”
Sophia’s nipples were already erect.
“A lewd bitch.”
Carl pressed down on Sophia’s stomach as if massaging her.
“Huh!”
Sophia let out her moan at the pain she felt in her stomach.
“You’re begging me to rape you right now.”
Sophia’s breathing became rough.
“Do it, don’t do it, whoop!”
Carl closed Sophia’s mouth with her lips. It gurgles and makes the sound of water. He lightly twisted Sophia’s hair and guided her Sophia’s hair the way she wanted. Sophia’s lips were trampled by the sword’s lips. Carl mumbled her spittle and spat it in Sophia’s face. Woo. Spittle dripped onto Sophia’s lips, slowly sliding into Sophia’s mouth.
“It’s annoying when I think about it. Hey.”
“Yes yes?”
“Hey, fuck you.”
Sophia felt her sword’s mood change. She pretended to be friendly, but she quickly changed to a forceful attitude. Sophia felt her lower abdomen tighten. Her cum trickled down Sophia’s cunt. If anyone saw her, she would have said that she couldn’t be a saint. She’s a saint who gets excited when she hears swear words.
“Yeah, I asked for some cuts. Why.”
“Knife? Are you too arrogant?”
“I did it because I wanted you. Did it hurt was it sad? Okay. I know.”
Sophia felt embarrassed. Why is Carl suddenly like this? Rape or moral superiority or anything like that was no longer on Sophia’s mind. It was only Carl and Sofia. Carl’s cock touched the mouth of Sophia’s cunt. She pushed in slowly, opening her cunt flesh.
Carl’s cock was inserted into Sophia’s vagina, and Sophia’s breasts were toyed with by Carl. Carl’s fingers continued to stimulate Sophia’s nipples. Sophia was in the process of her whole body being dotted with pleasure. Carl’s lips licked Sophia’s collarbone, then her Sophia’s.
The knife’s tongue rapes Sophia’s mouth and exits. Sophia was bewildered. This time, the inserted cock moves. Sophia twisted her body back and forth in the pleasure she felt each time her knife moved across her cock. The sound of gasping and moaning continued for a long time.
“Hey.”
“Yes yes?”
“So what do you do?”
“Yes?”
“Sophia. You’re right I asked for your arms and legs to be cut off. It is true that I ate you in many ways. But Sophia, you said you loved me too. Then give me a chance A chance to make up for the mistakes and mistakes I’ve made.”
“… Those words of love, when I didn’t know what Carl did to me—”
“Honestly, I was just happy and groaned.”
“… “
Carl shook his waist again, as if he didn’t like Sophia who was biting his lips. His erection was still intact because he hadn’t cummed yet, and Sophia had no choice but to tighten her cunt. “Sorry! Hehe, answer, ah, ah, hw, huh, I’ll do it!” Carl moved his body regardless of Sophia’s declaration of surrender.
“Huhhhhh!”
It wasn’t until after Sophia had climaxed that Carl pulled out his cock and rubbed it against Sophia’s lips. After moving a few times, the feeling of ejaculation rose. Carl squirted his cum into Sofia’s face.
“I will take responsibility.”
“Swimming… ?”
“You can take responsibility, fuck.”
Said Carl, bringing the cock he had once packed into Sophia’s mouth.
“Let’s get married.”
“Mahaohyo?”
“I love you Sophia. I mean it.”
Arguably, it was the most fucking proposal in the world.
