Try Begging - Chapter 96
Leon gritted his teeth as the sticky flesh gripped onto his hot pillar.
The tight inner wall was opened in all directions, and after squeezing his whole flesh in, the woman’s soft butt touched his firm lower belly. Could it be because of the alcohol? The flesh surrounding his pillar was warmer than usual, and his body seemed to melt.
When he felt something solid at the end, he gently pulled out his pillar. The sticky candy, probably melted by the woman’s temperature and moisture, stuck to his tip.
“Huht!”
The pillar was pushed in again. The moment the candy pressed down on the sensitive spot at the end of her v*gina, a sharp pleasure soared, that she opened her eyes. As her legs trembled, Grace struggled to hold on, scratching the walls with her nails.
“Ah, ah-huht, please!”
The man asked, spinning the candy around the tip of his pillar.
“Hmm… this?”
“Th, that. Please take it out, ah-huk!”
As he leaned down, the hard orb slammed into her sensitive spot.
“Bon appetit.”
Lightly bitting her ear lobe as she moaned and trembled, he whispered.
“Until it all melts.”
The man pulled the tie that had slipped down from her head like a horse’s bridle and flexibly thrust.
“Ah, aahh, aht!”
Even though it was just a gentle push to the inside, Grace didn’t know what to do, just like when he was being stabbed roughly. The candy was only the size of a thumb nail. While it was not very big, with the ridiculously long stuff added to it, the pressure was enormous.
The impact of being pierced through the body was frightening…
“Ah-huk, no.”
Still, it was thrilling.
While her hand slid down the wet wall, the woman standing with her toes on the floor of the shower booth where the water was pouring incessantly looked dangerous.
She had a particularly hard time with this position.
Seeing that, Leon leaned over to the staggering woman. She leaned against his forearm as he clutched her chest, where the wet shirt clung. At the same time, the hand that had been sliding down finally went limp. The moment he slipped his other hand underneath her, the woman raised her head.
“Uung, don, don’t….”
She had no more strength in her hands, clutching his wrists and scratching his forearms. As his clasp on her chest grew stronger, her n*pples protruded between the index and middle fingers. He peeled open the flesh underneath.
Here, too, the cl*toris protruded like a n*pple. The moment he put the two swollen bumps on the tips of his index and middle fingers…
“Ah!”
The woman’s inner flesh gripped him tightly. It couldn’t bite it, so it was ready to break it.
He gently turned his hand around the erogenous zones. Her inner walls twitched, tightening and opening in regular intervals following the external stimulation, sucking him in.
“Ah, ah-hung…”
Her resistance soon ceased. If she was caressed to this extent, the woman would accept it well, no matter what direction or depth she was pushed in. She even wiggled her hips to his rhythm, finally forgetting who she was.
The candy that was rolling at the end of her v*gina got caught in the curve of the tip. The moment his pillar was pulled out, it came out, and the bright red kernel showed up outside the opening. He turned the angle down and thrust inside again.
As the hard sphere rolled inside her stomach, the woman’s moaning changed.
“Ah, ahht! There, there please…”
Grace, who was stunned for a moment, begged again. The candy stuck under his pillar pressed against the inner wall that was in contact with the urethra. She already knew all too well what would happen if he continued to stimulate that place.
Even though she twisted her back, the man didn’t budge. Every time he pulled back, the candy followed him and rubbed inside her even more persistently.
As the hard kernel hit the inner flesh at random, she gradually lost her mind.
It was no different from when that man pressed her flesh with his thumb. Every time that happened, she could vividly feel the water leaking out between her legs. Her breath went out of her throat, and her bottom trembled and finally exploded.
“Hahk!”
Water burst out between the man’s finger and the place where his pillar was inserted.
There was no need to be ashamed. Anyway, the water must have flowed down mixed with the water falling from above her head. No, in fact, there was no time to be ashamed. She couldn’t come to her senses because she was swept away by the climax like a tidal wave that came in an instant.
“Ah-hnng…”
“Haa…”
Both of them groaned, soaked in the hot pleasure from the top of their heads. Unfortunately, men’s climaxes were shorter than women’s.
Leon, who came to his senses first, hugged the woman’s upper body and stood up. With that, the flesh that had been stuck from the tip to the root came out. The recoil caused the tip of his pillar to swell, spraying liquid and seed all over the woman’s immaculate behind.
As he turned the woman, her eyes were full of tiredness.
Her slender legs staggered as she stood up against the wall. However, she didn’t last long as her legs gave out completely and her body slid down the wet wall. In the meanwhile, a round thing popped out from between her legs and fell to the floor.
The milky fluids clinging to the rolling red candy were washed away in an instant and disappeared into the drain with the water.
Leon kicked away the candy and walked over to the woman. As soon as he lightly lifted her up, just before reaching the floor, he thrust himself into her orifice.
“Aht!”
Before the woman could come to her senses, she began to weep like a female cat again. The inside of her thighs and opening was smeared with the seeds that had not been washed away.
He hooked her limp thighs onto his forearms and lifted her waist up like he was ramming her into a wall. Because of that, the two pieces of immaculate flesh that could be seen through the shirt swayed wildly up and down as her toes dangled in the air.
“Are you having fun, darling?”
“Ahng…”
“I am having fun, too. Watching you die of joy while getting f*cked by a man you hate.”
He was making an obvious provocation now.
Grace twisted a corner of her mouth into a laugh.
You can break my body, but you can’t break my mind.
In the hands of this man, her life was full of contradictions. Ironically, this moment of greatest pain was the only way out of the pain. She decided to put her guilt aside for a while in order to protect her ever-cracked mind.
‘…Later, someday, if I get away, let’s suffer then.’
The storm that would come later would be left as a task to be solved by her future self.
His movements grew rough, and the water droplets that fell on both of their bodies bounced in all directions. The focus of the eyes that followed the water drops gradually blurred. She began to see the false heaven presented by the devil.
It was the saddest yet most joyful moment.
“Ah!”
Her body and mind were enveloped in pure pleasure, along with a single voice. The moment she smiled in ecstasy, the man in front of her smiled and covered her lips. Although she wanted to slap him, she couldn’t think of anything except to hit him with her lips right now.
After a while, his lips went away, but the bottom showed no sign of leaving.
The sound continued to echo through the narrow booth. Grace, who had been receiving the repeated hits on her back with a trembling body, whispered with difficulty in a hoarse voice.
“If one day the revolution succeeds, I will put you on the guillotine. I’ll cut this off before cutting your neck.”
Gathering up her little strength, she clamped down on his flesh as if she were going to eat them. The man burst into laughter, taking the bloody threat as a cute expression of affection, then asked.
“Why? Do you think you will miss my thing? Are you going to take it and poke that lonely hole every night with it?”
Grace responded with a sneer to another provocation.
“Yes. I will miss this, but I will not miss you.”
“….”
For a very short time, the man’s face hardened. He immediately started pretending to be calm but missed a thrust. Despite the fact that the man twisted his lips in mockery, it was an empty smile.
Don’t like me, you madman.
The guilt she had put down weighed heavily on Grace’s shoulders. The exit to heaven was closed again.
It was time to go through hell again.
“You must sign it by today.”
As soon as he sat down in front of the desk in the Domestic Intelligence Division office, he was taken aback by what Lieutenant Collins said after he approached him.
“There’s something wrong with your attitude in asking your superior for a signature.”
“But it’s what the lieutenant colonel ordered….”
The lieutenant did not bow his head, stood upright and brought the lieutenant colonel as an excuse.
While Leon was neglecting his division these days, avoiding the mire of Sinclair, Lieutenant Collins stepped in and took care of what he should have done—that meant suicidal acts, like Sinclair’s torture and writing false confessions.
As the lieutenant colonel showered that ignorant idiot with compliments, he felt as if he were the head of the Domestic Intelligence Division, and his shoulders grew strong.
It was time to straighten the discipline.
Leon rubbed his half-smoked cigar on the ashtray. The cigar was crushed with brute force, and the crumbled contents poured out, giving off a disgusting smell. He spat there and then pointed with his eyes.
“Empty it. Even the trash can.”
The lieutenant’s face, glistening with arrogance, crumpled when he ordered chores a private or janitor did.
“If you don’t understand even at this level, the next one won’t end at such a light level.”
In the military, rank was the law. To defy the law, one had to have wealth and power, at least beyond the Winstons.
So, no better than Leon, the lieutenant eventually dropped his head and went outside with the ashtray and trash can. Glancing away, Leon roughly picked up a piece of paper from the top shelf of the filing cabinet and placed it in front of him.
It was the confession of Jeffrey Sinclair, which he had been putting off signing.
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