Weekly Chapter 3/7
She struggled with more intensity. But the more she did, the wetter her cr0tch became and she began to tingle underneath.
Her n!ppl3s stiffened. Her cheeks were red as if she had a fever.
What is this sensation?
Her lower belly tensed.
He bit her lower lip. Her red tongue was visible between her open lips.
She was so beautiful he wanted to swallow her. Her heart was beating like a drum.
“Ahh…”
Unconsciously, Eunha rubbed her pr!v@te p@rts against his manhood.
It was strange. This unfamiliar pleasure made her feel afraid.
“You’re pretty good.”
He released her waist. Eunha closed her eyes as she watched his lips move closer.
The moment their lips met, the hot water that had accumulated inside her body escaped.
***
“I still get dizzy when I think about what Jihak did to Lee Cham.”
Gari handed Eunha the clothes she was going to wear.
Eunha realized that everything that had happened was not a dream and picked up the clothes with trembling hands. It was not much different from what Gari was wearing.
She, who liked to wear men’s clothes, had to wear a chima jeogori.
“So… what happened?”
She could remember the fear she felt at that moment. Instinctively, when she felt that it was not Jihak’s hand, she resisted with all her might.
But she couldn’t fully remember what had happened, it seemed that her memories were cut off. She still believed that it could have been a dream.
“He cut off his fingers and threw them away like dog food. Then he gouged out his eyes, cut off his b@lls too. That was disgusting.”
Gari got goosebumps.
Eunha displayed a look of revulsion, as the punishment seemed excessively harsh.
“A visitor has arrived.”
The attendant’s voice was heard outside the door.
Eunha, wearing a cotton robe, perplexedly opened the door.
“Oh, Sir!”
She ran to Song. He opened his arms.
Eunha hugged Song, it seemed that he was an old lover. When the attendant cleared his throat, Song pushed Eunha away with an embarrassed look.
“You can do that when you’re such an adult?”
“I’m happy to see you. I’ve come back from the dead, I was sick for seven days.”
“Really?”
Song looked her up and down in concern.
“Yes. I’m better now. Did you bring my sister’s letter?”
“You were just waiting for the letter.”
“No way. I wanted to see you too.”
Eunha took Song’s hand. She went to the back of the mansion, where food was stored in clay pots. It was because she was worried that they would run into Jihak.
Her cr0tch was still tingling.
A moment ago, he had spurted his s3m3n inside her. Then, he lifted her thighs and began to suck on her v@g!na from which the white s3m3n was dripping.
She felt like she was going to go crazy. Although she protested, it was useless. When his hot tongue entered her h0l3, she almost fainted.
He looked like a dog licking its young.
—Next time I’ll bite your h0l3 out. Got it?
She had the strength to answer. Her toes trembled.
Jihak left the room when Yuljae called out to him.
Only then did Eunha shed the tears she had been holding back. She silently cried. She didn’t know why she was so sad, nor why her heart was pounding so hard.
“Eunha…”
Song held out a letter to Eunha.
“Don’t be too surprised. I heard that Yoon Shihoon, who became a castrated man, dragged Yongi by the hair for some reason.”
Weekly Chapter 3/7
She struggled with more intensity. But the more she did, the wetter her cr0tch became and she began to tingle underneath.
Her n!ppl3s stiffened. Her cheeks were red as if she had a fever.
What is this sensation?
Her lower belly tensed.
He bit her lower lip. Her red tongue was visible between her open lips.
She was so beautiful he wanted to swallow her. Her heart was beating like a drum.
“Ahh…”
Unconsciously, Eunha rubbed her pr!v@te p@rts against his manhood.
It was strange. This unfamiliar pleasure made her feel afraid.
“You’re pretty good.”
He released her waist. Eunha closed her eyes as she watched his lips move closer.
The moment their lips met, the hot water that had accumulated inside her body escaped.
***
“I still get dizzy when I think about what Jihak did to Lee Cham.”
Gari handed Eunha the clothes she was going to wear.
Eunha realized that everything that had happened was not a dream and picked up the clothes with trembling hands. It was not much different from what Gari was wearing.
She, who liked to wear men’s clothes, had to wear a chima jeogori.
“So… what happened?”
She could remember the fear she felt at that moment. Instinctively, when she felt that it was not Jihak’s hand, she resisted with all her might.
But she couldn’t fully remember what had happened, it seemed that her memories were cut off. She still believed that it could have been a dream.
“He cut off his fingers and threw them away like dog food. Then he gouged out his eyes, cut off his b@lls too. That was disgusting.”
Gari got goosebumps.
Eunha displayed a look of revulsion, as the punishment seemed excessively harsh.
“A visitor has arrived.”
The attendant’s voice was heard outside the door.
Eunha, wearing a cotton robe, perplexedly opened the door.
“Oh, Sir!”
She ran to Song. He opened his arms.
Eunha hugged Song, it seemed that he was an old lover. When the attendant cleared his throat, Song pushed Eunha away with an embarrassed look.
“You can do that when you’re such an adult?”
“I’m happy to see you. I’ve come back from the dead, I was sick for seven days.”
“Really?”
Song looked her up and down in concern.
“Yes. I’m better now. Did you bring my sister’s letter?”
“You were just waiting for the letter.”
“No way. I wanted to see you too.”
Eunha took Song’s hand. She went to the back of the mansion, where food was stored in clay pots. It was because she was worried that they would run into Jihak.
Her cr0tch was still tingling.
A moment ago, he had spurted his s3m3n inside her. Then, he lifted her thighs and began to suck on her v@g!na from which the white s3m3n was dripping.
She felt like she was going to go crazy. Although she protested, it was useless. When his hot tongue entered her h0l3, she almost fainted.
He looked like a dog licking its young.
—Next time I’ll bite your h0l3 out. Got it?
She had the strength to answer. Her toes trembled.
Jihak left the room when Yuljae called out to him.
Only then did Eunha shed the tears she had been holding back. She silently cried. She didn’t know why she was so sad, nor why her heart was pounding so hard.
“Eunha…”
Song held out a letter to Eunha.
“Don’t be too surprised. I heard that Yoon Shihoon, who became a castrated man, dragged Yongi by the hair for some reason.”
