“Go buy some chocolate. The same kind as that.”
The man raised his chin and pointed at Yi-an. At that single word, the burly men who had been standing with their hands behind their backs bowed their heads in unison and swarmed down the stairs. Kim Young-do, too, rose his swaying body and disappeared from sight along with them.
Finally, in the space where only the man and Yi-an remained, he reached out his hand. Startled, Yi-an instinctively recoiled, and the man let out a hollow laugh. At that reaction, Yi-an quickly turned his body back to its original position.
The man then rubbed Yi-an’s lips, which remained motionless as if rooted to one spot. Following the rough movement of his hand, the chocolate smeared on his plump lips was wiped clean.
“Jeong Yi-an?”
“Yes…?”
It was the first time his name had come out of the man’s mouth. After Kim Young-do, who had been falsely accused of giving chocolate, it was his turn. He was certain. His heart felt like it was going to burst. Without even blinking once, Yi-an was consumed by fear, breathing heavily and raggedly.
“Aren’t you curious how Jeong Yiseo is doing?”
Yi-an looked up at the man with stiff eyes. What could it mean? Why was Yiseo’s name suddenly mentioned…
“……Yi-Yiseo…… Why? Is something wrong?”
“Why? I just thought you might be curious.”
“How is she doing? Can you let me know?”
As the man mentioned Yiseo, Yi-an, without hesitation, brought his face, which was being held tightly in the man’s hand, even closer. The distance between them narrowed to the point where their lips could touch. The man, who had been quietly looking down at Yi-an from a distance where even the fine hairs on his skin were visible, narrowed his eyes deeply.
“Hmm… She seemed to be doing well.”
“Re-really?”
“She doesn’t even know her Oppa is passing his pussy around. She’s got it easy.”
“…….”
After a prolonged silence, Yi-an was able to grasp the meaning of those words. He felt wronged. At first, he had racked his brain and thought about running away a few times, but after realizing it was utterly impossible, he hadn’t even attempted it. Besides, it was simply because he didn’t know any better; he had always at least pretended to do whatever the man told him to do. Even eating rice soup and throwing it up repeatedly while he was away.
“……Uh, anyway, it’s true that she’s doing well, right?”
“Hmm… well. I’m not sure how it is right now.”
“That can’t be!”
Yi-an sprang to his feet before he knew it. He looked up at the man, his fists trembling, then bit his lip. What on earth was he going to do?
“Continue using your pussy, why don’t you?”
“……sorry…….”
A whole day, two days… he couldn’t even guess exactly how many days he had spent here without the man. But then he suddenly appeared and said this…
“It really wasn’t like that…….”
Yi-an bit his lip in sorrow. The man’s stubbornness was no longer just stubbornness. It had become the reality. What he had to do was not confront him with rage, which could only have a predictable outcome. He had to beg for mercy somehow. The voice trembled faintly from between his red lips.
“Hey, I waited patiently, really. For you to return… I really didn’t.”
“But I saw something… How can I believe you?”
Tap, tap. The man muttered as he tapped Ian’s peachy cheek with his finger. Glancing down at his chest, he saw that it had flattened considerably over the past few days, but its plump volume remained, allowing one to easily imagine its soft texture just by looking at it.
The faint dot spreading over the nipple was also imprinted in the same spot as his memory. If he roughly pulled that soft, relaxed nipple until it jiggled… A deep breath poured out from between the man’s lips as he retraced his memory.
“If you, if you check…….”
“Check?”
“Yes…”
“……I wonder if you’re really doing this on purpose or if it’s just something you were born with…….”
“Where would you even find something like this?” The man withdrew his hand from Yi-an’s chin, his eyes gleaming with sinister intensity. He then stripped off the jacket covering Yi-an’s body and tossed it onto the floor. From face to toe, he scanned Yi-an’s faintly glowing ivory skin with his eyes, as if licking it.
“Spread your pussy for me.”
As Yi-an instinctively tried to cover his groin area with his body that had been stripped naked without warning, a palm came down without hesitation on the raw flesh. His vagina was smacked.
“Ah! Heuhhhh… … !”
The large hand had become harder and rougher after the past few days, leaving deep red marks on the delicate skin. The moment Yi’an’s two hands went down at the tingling sensation, the man slapped his pubic hair again, one step faster than Yi-an. Slap! A flash of light flashed before his eyes. The scrotum resting on the mound shook violently as the slit trembled slightly.
“Didn’t you hear me asking to show your pussy?”
“I-I did.”
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