LLU 51

A sharp sound pierced my ears.

Was it the sound of waves crashing against the rocks, the one I had been listening to while sitting on the white sand…?

My drifting, dazed consciousness distorted the sound however it pleased. But the noise that rang out continuously was persistent. Until I realized that this was not the round, soft sound that embraced the scenery and caressed the mind—but a sound that trampled and awakened me—the bursting noise continued.

Smack, smack. The sound tearing through the air gradually came closer. I lifted my flickering eyelids at the chilling sound digging into my ears. Sleep had poured over me too heavily, yet this noisy disturbance refused to let me rest in peace.

As soon as I regained consciousness, a pain that felt like my entire body was being burned alive assaulted me. Sensing the urgently rushing agony, I finally remembered what had happened just moments ago. My mind, unable to endure the overwhelming pain, had fled to the back of my consciousness.

My wavering vision slowly grew brighter. One cheek felt especially hot and stinging. I realized, one after another, that Choi Junghan had been slapping my cheek to wake me up—and that beast-like groans had been spilling from my mouth.

“Ahh, ugh, ahhh….”

A wretched cry boiled up from my throat. My trembling hands automatically reached toward my ankle. The hands that had been bound until just a moment ago were now free. But I was cornered at the edge of a cliff, too far gone to even register that freedom.

“It hurts, it hurts, ah, ahh, it hurts….”

Tears poured from eyes that must have been dry for a while, so heavily that I couldn’t see. Curling my body like an insect, I clutched my shins and calves and wailed at the top of my lungs. I couldn’t even bring myself to touch my ankle.

Cold sweat poured down like rain, and my lips trembled uncontrollably. The only thing that dominated my mind was pain.

“You should stay awake. You have to watch your friend get punished too, don’t you?”

Choi Junghan, who had been quietly watching me like that, gave a slight smile.

“What… are you… going to do… again, you… bastard. Hic, ughhh….”

A mangled sob leaked out. You said I was the one being punished. You already did this much to me—wasn’t that enough? Why are you trying to do something to Kim Junwoo too? Stop it. Stop, if you lay even a finger on Kim Junwoo, you bastard…

Disordered mutterings mixed with the tears streaming down. Choi Junghan listened to the words I poured out while writhing in terrible pain, his face calm and composed.

“Hm, yeah, that’s right. I was too harsh on the friend who came all this way just to see my little brother, wasn’t I?”

He spoke slowly after patiently listening to my crying for a while.

“I can tell he really cherishes this friend a lot. So I was thinking of giving his friend a reward instead of punishment, as something special.”

“…….”

“But this is a reward I can’t give on my own. Oon would have to help. Do you think you can do it?”

It felt like being trapped in an inescapable labyrinth. I had no sense at all of what waited around the next corner. For a moment I even forgot the pain enveloping my whole body and blankly looked up at him.

“There’s something I want to show your friend. When else would he get to see something like this if not right now? Judging by the way he’s been acting, it seems like he’s been pathetically useless all this time. And he’ll probably stay that way in the future too.”

He chuckled playfully.

“What… the hell… right now….”

“I don’t really like showing what’s mine to someone else, but well, there are exceptions to everything.”

Nothing Choi Junghan said made any sense. What was he planning to show that kid? What was going through Choi Junghan’s mind that made him smile so happily like that? What exactly was he about to do to Kim Junwoo, who was still in the corner with his mouth gagged and limbs bound, groaning wretchedly? I couldn’t grasp any of it.

Choi Junghan, who had been gazing down at me languidly, slowly straightened his waist.

And in the next moment.

“What are you doing? Take it off.”

A death sentence was pronounced.

His smooth, reptilian eyes overflowed with pitch-black madness. They were the eyes of a predator that never hesitated or felt remorse in the moment of the hunt.

He looked down at me with those gleaming eyes. I froze completely, losing all words and breath, and he slowly tilted his head toward me.

Thud. A cold yet familiar palm touched my stinging, swollen face.

“Can’t you hear? I said take it off.”

“…No, no. Ah, no, don’t.”

I shook my head repeatedly like a broken doll. My widely dilated pupils shook aimlessly. Icy cold sweat ran down my spine.

“Don’t… do this. No. I was wrong. I did wrong. Ah, I won’t do it again. From now on I won’t curse and I’ll listen well. So please. Please, don’t… do that kind of thing. I won’t do it.”

He looked down at me silently. I recoiled backward as if I had encountered something hideous in a dark forest. Dragging my painful leg, I pressed my palms against the floor and tried to scoot away from him on my buttocks.

“I’ll… do it. Hic, hic, let’s have sex right now. I’ll do it now. I’ll take it off, I’ll take it off. But Kim… hic, send Kim Junwoo out and do it. I don’t want it. I don’t want to do it in front of someone else watching. Please, please…!”

One step, another step. No matter how desperately I retreated backward, he—wearing that unbreakable, beautifully hard mask—kept closing the distance.

“Stop, stop it, you fucking bastard! This isn’t right! You don’t… have to go this far. Please, don’t do this kind of shit, please…!”

At the dead end I screamed. From my throat burst groans and shrieks that didn’t sound human. I pounded and pushed his legs—now close enough to reach—with my fists.

At some point, all strength drained out of me along with my sobs. Pressing my forehead against Choi Junghan’s thigh—which stood immovable like a boulder—I cried. I raised both hands, rubbing them together pleadingly. Please don’t do this. You can break my other leg too, just please don’t do this one thing.

“Are you planning to make the audience wait even longer? If it hurts too much and you can’t do it, should I take them off for you?”

But my every plea had no effect on Choi Junghan whatsoever. What made him act so unyieldingly right now was surely the ice-cold anger I had felt on my skin just moments ago.

“Yeah, looks like I’ll have to.”

Choi Junghan’s lips pulled back coolly to the side. Smiling like an innocent child, he shoved me away in an instant. He climbed on top of my waist as I fell limply backward.

“Let go, don’t do it! You fucking son of a bitch, I said don’t!”

“It’s been a while since we played like this. Lately I’ve been treating you way too gently. How’s it feel? Thinking about getting raped in front of your friend—does it turn you on?”

Giggling, he grabbed the hem of my t-shirt in one swift motion and yanked it up. He pulled the fabric all the way over my head—while I screamed curses and thrashed—and used it to tightly bind both my wrists. My pants and underwear came off even more easily. With the strength that lightly overpowered and pinned me, I was stripped naked far too quickly.

Right in front of Kim Junwoo watching.

“Don’t do it, please, don’t do this. Stop. Stop, stop it!”

The wretched scream echoed hollowly through the room. I wasn’t the only one screaming. Kim Junwoo, collapsed just about two meters away, was shouting muffled roars through his gagged mouth—uuk, uuk.

His eyes were completely bloodshot. It was a more desperate, more hopeless gesture than when Choi Junghan had approached him with pliers threatening to snap his ankle tendons. I couldn’t bear to look at him and squeezed my tear-filled eyes shut.

A thick scent hit me suddenly. Choi Junghan immediately pounced and bit into me. But the place he targeted wasn’t my lips—it was my nape. While he bit down as if to leave his mark, I clenched my teeth.

He pressed down on my bound wrists with both hands and bit my nape again. The possessiveness and exclusivity pouring down over my body were suffocating.

The entire time he tore at the tender flesh and left wounds, he locked eyes with Kim Junwoo right in front of him. A gaze blazing red with fury met a gaze that had settled coldly.

“Ah, it hurts. It hurts…!”

The pain rising from my ankle, the pain beginning to bloom from my nape. Sharply honed, horrific sensations screamed and gnawed at my brain.

I twisted my body and groaned. No matter how much I screamed and begged for him to get lost, to please stop, Choi Junghan remained calm as if he couldn’t hear anything.

Finally, Choi Junghan—who had bitten my neck hard enough for blood to show—released his mouth. The popping sound followed by the sound of a buckle being undone was horrifying.

Unlike me, who was completely naked, he only unzipped and took out his member, then gave a deep smile. Lightly tapping my cheek with his palm, Choi Junghan rubbed the tip of the massive piece of flesh he held crudely against my buttocks.

“Spread your legs and relax.”

At that moment—Uup! Uup! A beast-like roar came from the side. Even while fully bound, Kim Junwoo writhed like an insect, struggling to crawl toward me.

Kim Junwoo, soaked entirely in cold sweat, his eyes filled with despair…

I squeezed my eyes shut. I wished I could just go deaf. Every time Kim Junwoo’s dull groans and shouts struck my ears, my already shattered heart crumbled again and again.

The sound of Choi Junghan spitting saliva carelessly onto me below reached my ears. In my whitening vision that seemed about to fade away, Choi Junghan’s face and Kim Junwoo’s face seemed to overlap at the same time. And then, the next moment…

“Aaaaahhh!”

Without even a single touch to loosen it, the tightly closed entrance was mercilessly forced open by the brutal size, prying its way inside. Crack, the feeling of something tearing, and at the same time a wretched scream burst out.

“Haa, haaa, ah, it hurts….”

A servile wail erupted. The horrific sensation below, added to the burning pain in my ankle, took precedence over my already shattered pride. The overlapping agony turned my vision pure white. Like someone electrocuted, I trembled uncontrollably, unable to even focus my eyes properly.

Panting breaths burst out raggedly. I wished I could just pass out like before. But once my consciousness had cleared, it refused to slip away again. I had to take the ferocious storm crashing down on me with my entire body, completely defenseless.

Choi Junghan pushed the forcibly fitted tip in with practiced ease. The place that should have been unbearably dry unexpectedly accepted Choi Junghan’s length as it was. I didn’t even realize that what was providing the lubrication was the blood flowing from my torn flesh.

“Ha, aa, ah, hurts… it hurts….”

“Open your eyes, Oon-ah. Your friend will get bored.”

His face, laughing in a low voice, was perfectly and hideously like that of a demon.