Squish.
With a wet, squelching friction sound, Lee Dongwoo's hot, hard dick was thrust in all the way to the root.
“Hnngh…!”
At that moment, Han Seoyeon's entire body stiffened.
It was different from Yoo Ji Min's dildo. It was the sensation of something, a living creature, burrowing into her deepest parts and pressing down on her insides.
A heavy pressure, as if her lower abdomen was completely filled. With a strange sense of fullness as her empty womb was filled with a massive foreign object, she involuntarily flinched.
It was pain, and at the same time, an intense pleasure.
“Haa…”
Lee Dongwoo let out a low groan at the sensation of her pussy tightly clenching around his dick.
He paused his movements for a moment, with his own fully swallowed, savoring the sight of her panting breathlessly.
His veined dick throbbed and twitched inside her vaginal walls as if pulsing.
“Hnngh… Uh… Ah…”
Han Seoyeon, against her will, profusely leaked vaginal fluid. The space between her legs became drenched with sticky fluid, which ran down her thighs onto the floor.
Every time the massive dick filling her body moved, it felt as if the most sensitive flesh of her vaginal walls was being scraped.
Even as she thought she should push away this filthy loser, her body honestly accepted his dick.
Before she knew it, she was lifting her hips herself, responding to his movements.
“Kuh…!”
Lee Dongwoo did not stop. He thrust his hips on Han Seoyeon's body like a beast. The wet, obscene sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the quiet room.
Inside her body, he was unleashing all the hatred, inferiority, and twisted desires he had accumulated.
How much time had passed?
His thrusts began to grow more intense and rough. Like a beast sensing the end, he let out low groans, as if he would bite her ear.
And finally.
“Hnngh…!”
Something hot forcefully erupted into the deepest part of her womb.
Throb, throb.
Inside her body, the sensation of another being's semen pulsing and pouring in.
At that unfamiliar and horrifying sensation, Han Seoyeon's body convulsed and trembled. When Lee Dongwoo, having ejaculated, pulled his dick out of her body, milky white semen gushed out of her pussy.
She gasped for breath, staring blankly down at the sticky, fishy fluid flowing down between her legs.
She doubted her own eyes. No, she didn't want to believe it.
Surely not.
Surely, he didn't come inside?
Her voice, devoid of strength, trembled faintly with terror.
Lee Dongwoo, without a word, picked up his clothes from the floor and put them on. There was no satisfaction or guilt on his face. Only the emptiness of one who had finished everything remained.
Before leaving the room, he turned back to Han Seoyeon as if something had just occurred to him.
And Lee Dongwoo lightly kicked the fallen birth control pill packet with his toe. The packet rolled, stopping at Han Seoyeon's feet.
He smirked. That smile had no trace of the emptiness from moments before, but was once again filled with the arrogant composure of a victor.
“It's mine anyway, and my slave onahole. I can come inside, can't I?”
Onahole.
That word struck her head like a hammer, no, like a massive mace.
Slave onahole.
She, who was once heralded as the next-generation leader to carry South Korea, had been reduced to nothing more than a hole to satisfy this loser's lust.
And the fact that he had come inside.
Her mind became tangled in complex thoughts. It was disgusting. More disgusting than anything, yet at the same time, a strange tremor arose from the deepest part of her body, the realm of instinct.
This man's seed was inside her body.
The humiliation that fact brought, and a very faint, twisted possessiveness began to gnaw at her mind.
With trembling hands, she tried to pick up the birth control pill from the floor. But her body had no strength. Just before her fingertips touched the packet, they fell uselessly to the floor.
“Ah…”
Tears welled up in her eyes again.
Yoo Ji Min, who had been watching the entire scene, finally opened her mouth. As if nothing had happened, she had returned to her submissive and loving expression.
“Master. I'll make sure that bitch takes it.”
Saying so, she picked up the birth control pill from the floor.
***
As Lee Dongwoo closed the door and left, only the two women remained in the room. A heavy silence further weighed down the fishy smell of semen and vaginal fluid mixed together.
Yoo Ji Min, as if she had been waiting, picked up the birth control pill from the floor. Without a moment's hesitation, she roughly forced open the mouth of the sprawled Han Seoyeon.
And then, she pushed that small white pill deep onto her tongue.
“You are not yet worthy to hold Master's noble seed in your dirty womb.”
Yoo Ji Min's voice was incredibly gentle. Like a mother giving medicine to her daughter.
“Later... when you become a perfect bitch, he might let you get pregnant then. He might even grant you the honor of bearing our club's first puppy.”
The birth control pill.
It was the culmination of all the humiliation she had endured. The ultimate insult: that her pussy was too dirty to even hold his seed.
It felt like shit.
Every single cell in her body seemed to scream. But at the same time, she thought desperately.
No.
She couldn't have that bastard's child yet. She couldn't let the seed of that horrible monster grow inside her amidst this humiliation.
It was humiliation, and at the same time, her only escape.
Han Seoyeon closed her eyes. She pushed the pill rolling around in her mouth with her tongue, swallowing it down her throat.
She drank the water from the cup beside her. Along with the cold water, the pill slid down her esophagus.
Gulp.
She accepted it.
This hell. And her role in this hell.
She was no longer Han Seoyeon. She was a hole to receive Lee Dongwoo's lust, and livestock managed to prevent her from conceiving his child.
The last tear fell from her eye, dropping onto the dirty floor.
Outside, Lee Dongwoo, who had closed the door and emerged, sank deep into the living room sofa. A half-smoked cigarette was clutched between his fingers. With the faint groans and curses from the room as background music, he began to formulate his plan for the next hunt.
Han Seoyeon was finished. Now two bitches remained.
Lee Ji Hyun. That bitch was relatively simple. All he had to do was pressure the landlord of the officetel where she lived and prepare to kick her out by finding all sorts of faults. That foolish bitch would surely struggle somehow before ending up on the streets. That was the moment to strike.
The problem was Kim Yu Min, that bitch.
The only daughter of YJ Group, which moved the Korean business world. She was always surrounded by ironclad security, and her father was a big shot incomparable to someone like Han Min Guk.
If he clumsily provoked her, he wouldn't even be able to pick up his bones. A more cautious and cunning approach was needed. Deep wrinkles formed between his brows.
He stubbed out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray and looked down at the dark city outside the window. Countless lights squirmed like a giant monster.
Amidst those lights, what could Kim Yu Min, that bitch, be thinking?
A cold smile once again appeared on Lee Dongwoo's lips. Because the stronger the prey, the more enjoyable the hunt.
'I just want to do it.'
Of course, if he broke through with force, kidnapping Kim Yu Min herself wouldn't be a problem.
Lee Dongwoo leaned deep into the sofa, exhaling cigarette smoke into the air. With a few hired henchmen, he could surely break through that ironclad security and drag her into this room.
But.
Beyond the rising smoke, he gazed at the sprawling city nightscape. Beneath those lights, she would be living as YJ Group's princess.
If that happened, Kim Yu Min would merely become 'the poor kidnapped only daughter of a chaebol family.'
Sympathetic gazes, articles of pity. And the immense power that would move to save her. That wasn't the picture he wanted.
No. That shouldn't happen.
He couldn't let her wear the mask of a victim deserving of sympathy.
That bitch had to be completely buried socially. In front of everyone, she had to be branded as a filthy whore who willingly spread her legs.
Like Han Seoyeon, it shouldn't be 'kidnapping' but 'running away from home,' and it shouldn't be 'rape' but 'consensual sex.'
The whole world had to know that she stripped herself and spread her own legs. That YJ Group's lofty princess was in fact a slut who sucked the dicks of unknown men.
Only then would his revenge be complete.
Lee Dongwoo stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray. The way to break Kim Yu Min was not through physical force.
A more cunning, and more covert method.
He had to find her deepest desires, or her most fatal weaknesses, and make her collapse on her own.
His eyes gleamed coldly.
Lee Dongwoo stood up. Crossing the smoke-filled living room, he stood by the window. The cold, hard nightscape of the city filled his eyes.
“To do that... I need to plan a little more.”
He muttered to himself. His voice was chillingly cold.
Kim Yu Min was like a massive mountain. To confront it head-on was foolish. To bring down that mountain, he had to find its invisible cracks. More meticulously, more cunningly.
He fell into thought for a moment, then opened his mouth as if he had made a decision.
“First, I'll bring in that bitch Lee Ji Hyun.”
The order of the hunt was set. Starting with the easiest prey.
His eyes turned back towards the secret room. Faint groans were leaking from under the door. Han Seoyeon was probably being thoroughly 'educated' by Yoo Ji Min.
A faint smile appeared on Lee Dongwoo's lips.
That bitch Lee Ji Hyun would soon become the new owner of that room. And Han Seoyeon, as a senior, would very kindly pass on her place to her junior.
He turned away from the window. He had no more business here.
“Play nicely among yourselves. I'll bring you a new friend soon.”
Towards the empty living room, he whispered.