“Yes. It’s o… ugh.”
His genitals were still buried inside me. When he moved his hips slightly, the inside felt warm and sticky. I realized that the condoms, which I had awkwardly sorted by type last week, didn’t even come out this week. Now I understood that what had made my body numb was his semen.
“Team leader.”
I tried to hurry, but he didn’t let go. He looked into my eyes indifferently and lifted my waist. Holding only the glans inside, he withdrew and pushed it in slowly again.
“Do you hear any sound?”
“Ugh, don’t… move…”
He thrust his hips shallowly, as if lightly probing the space where semen was pooled inside. It seemed as if the sound could be heard even though it was impossible. The bulging mass of semen swayed hotly along the inner wall, causing my stomach to bubble.
“Now, pull out, ugh…”
I held onto his arm and moaned. Breath got stuck in my throat. The team leader silently thrust his genitals deeply again. Semen backflowed and crawled further up into my stomach.
“I, it’s difficult… inside, I need to wash…”
“Who said you could decide.”
The genitals, which began to harden again, penetrated deeply. The swollen folds were hot and dry due to friction. My stomach boiled as if it would overturn. I gripped the bed sheet with sweaty palms. I couldn’t understand why he suddenly did this.
“If I’ve put cum inside, you should swallow it all.”
“Ugh…”
Judging by his expression, it didn’t seem like a joke. He held my wrist as I tried to push him away and forcefully inserted his penis, which had been pulled out near the entrance, deeply inside all at once. The penis without a condom felt hot as if it would burn. Semen spread smoothly inside my walls. It felt uncomfortable.
“Is it hard?”
“…Inside, feels strange…”
He wiped the wet corners of my eyes. Looking down at me, he casually said,
“If you spill any, you’ll be in trouble. If a single drop leaks out, I’ll put that vibrator from last time all the way in here.”
He thrust his genitals deeply into the innermost part. The impact was so intense that the soft inner walls made a squelching sound, and my mouth involuntarily opened wide.
“Ah, ugh.”
“While it’s inside, I’ll thrust my cock in, so you better not ruin that tight hole.”
“Ugh, ah!”
“Do it properly, understood?”
He slowly pulled his genitals backward. Despite the pain, a tingling sensation spread through my toes. He laughed while forcefully rubbing against my convulsing inner walls.
“Do you like it when it comes out like that?”
“Uh… uh…”
“I’ll pull it out, so keep the cum I gave you inside.”
The round glans caught on the entrance. It made a squishy sound as it was pulled out. After not closing well, I clenched my trembling waist with all my strength. The entrance that had been fiercely stretched slowly tightened. It felt hot and wet, but there was no flowing sensation. My back and abdomen were stiff and painful.
The Team Leader stepped back, looking down between my spread buttocks. With a light slap, he slapped my buttocks. I curled my body, breathing heavily. The Team Leader leader looked at me, who had withered like a shrimp, and calmly said,
“Turn around. It’s time for you to get some hits.”
It took a while for me to interpret his words by the time the sound echoed in my ears twice. My heart sank. When I raised my head, the team leader was walking to the other side of the room, looking down at the table. I couldn’t see the table from where I was. In his hand, which had touched the table a few times, there was a thin wooden club.
“Team Leader-.”
“I told you to turn around.”
He stood by the bed frame and drew the club through the air. Whiick, the sound of cutting through the air. The wooden club, smooth as a blade, sharply sliced through the air. I couldn’t hear what he was saying from where I was. I couldn’t lift my eyes from his hand.
“How many times do I have to say it for you to understand?”
It seemed like I heard a sound. The lowered club came into view. Then, flames quickly flickered on my thigh. I screamed while releasing the leg I had been holding open. My body curled up into a ball, and he grabbed my shivering shoulders, lifting me up.
“Did you intend to endure more beatings?”
“Uh, ah, huh.”
Absentmindedly rubbing my thigh, I looked down, seeing thin red lines etched on the surface. As he covered my buttocks with his hand and bent my body, Han Team Leader raised the club, slowly raising his eyebrows. My stomach twisted. A sob mixed with a moan escaped.
“What did I do wrong…?”
“If there were just one or two mistakes, I might feel like explaining.”
He raised the chilly expression into a stern gaze. The thoughts that were flowing slowly suddenly rushed like a torrent. The fear that had surged up to my chin was defeated by a mix of sorrow and injustice. I dropped tears and said,
“Last week, you said you wouldn’t hurt me…”
“That was last week.”
He said without batting an eyelash.
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“Ah!”
Thump. The back of my head hit the bedhead. I bent forward abruptly. The world turned pitch black before my eyes. At the same time, I felt something warm dripping forcefully from my tightly clenched anus. Desperately clenching my thighs, I pressed myself against the upper part of the bed.
“Are you okay?”
The team leader was suddenly right next to me. Holding my head to prevent me from avoiding, he gently felt the back of my head with his fingertips. He soothingly touched the swollen area without causing pain.
“Ow…”
“Why did you hit your head there?”
He was laughing as if amused by the mocking voice. Unbelievably, when I looked up, his face had softened. Laughter lingered in his relaxed eyes. The club lay at the far end of the bed. I absentmindedly stared upwards, and my eyes started to feel warm.
“Could you have hit it that hard? Does it hurt a lot if I press here?”
“Uh, uh…”
“Why did you stupidly hit your head there… Is ruining the mood an innate talent?”
Warm palms swept over the back of my head a few times. I raised my arm, groping to embrace his neck. Desperately, I pressed my hot cheek against his shoulder.
“If you feel dizzy, how about lying down?”
“That, no…”
The impact on my head was a tingling sensation. Tears welled up because the arm hugging me felt affectionate. The person who had wielded the club to strike me, now, after I ran away, was examining the wound I got from hitting my head. Would there be any standard of common sense to understand him?
“…You’ve bled a lot.”
He said, slowly stroking the white semen that had flowed down my thigh.
“Where did I put the vibrator?”
“Team leader…”
“Stop crying. If you’ve finished acting, get up, and let’s finish the punishment.”
Holding his neck with my arms around it, I never let go and looked up at him. He still had a somewhat affectionate face. Breathing in and suppressing an unstable breath, I asked,
“Really, was that your true intention?”
“What?”
“At that time, what you said…”
Trying to recall the exact words was challenging.
“About whipping off the leather… No, whipping it off so that the leather comes off.”
“What are you talking about?”
Furrowing his brow while still holding me, he looked puzzled. Trying to explain, I stumbled over my words.
“You said that back then.”
“Me?”
“In the car back then. So I looked it up, and ‘Playga’ means hitting to strip off leather… But still, until now, I thought it was some kind of metaphorical expression.”
“Wait.”
Thud. The team leader covered my lips with his palm. I quieted down. I looked up at him as he narrowed his eyes in thought. His hand pressing on my lips felt warm.
“…Your comprehension skills are terrible.”
He pushed my forehead with his fingertip. He chuckled nervously and eventually burst out laughing. I blinked, not understanding what was funny. He laughed for a while, then kissed me. Our lips drew close, softly meeting before parting.
“Where do you use the stripped leather? I mean, Seodan’s leather suits Seodan’s body the best.”
“…”
“You’ve ruined the mood even for me. What should I do with you?”
He kissed my slightly swollen occiput. It was such a gentle touch that my body trembled with excitement.
“Don’t you need to study again? That’s not the right spelling.”
“But… that’s the only one… the rest seemed strange in meaning.”
“Would Seodan’s meaning be as strange as what you brought?”
“Play? Game?”
I mentioned the words like children’s playthings. He nodded subtly with a mysterious expression.
“If that’s the case.”
“…Why…”
“Rather than explaining one by one, I’ll show you directly. …Let go of this.”
If I let go, he might grab the club again. I was suddenly scared. Since it had come to this, I hugged him tightly and tilted my head up.
“…You should play around within limits too. Doesn’t Seodan trust me?”
He laughed, and his eyes looked cold.
“Even though you say you trust me.”
“I believe that I won’t really hurt Seodan. Trust that, and even if it’s scary, let me do what I want. I’ll show you something good.”
“No…”
He grabbed my wrist and pulled it. The arm I was resisting with finally fell from his neck. I lowered my gaze, and my eyes trembled at the sight of the club at the edge of my vision. He noticed my gaze and sighed.
“You won’t strip off leather with that.”
“Still, it won’t hurt much.”
“Of course, I’ll make it hurt.”
He looked into my eyes and said casually. He brought the club and swept it over my buttocks as if stroking.
“I’ll hit you painfully and make you endure it. I’ll hit your pretty buttocks until they turn bright red as much as I want. Then, as promised earlier, I plan to insert the vibrator. Until the hole is so worn out that it won’t close. This is what I call play. Not something as trivial as stripping off leather.”
“Ugh, ugh…”
“First, I have to make sure you can’t stupidly run away.”
He picked up something rolled up on the ottoman. It was the navy blue tie from earlier. My mind boiled red with his words, and my lips trembled.
“Wrist.”
He said briefly, and I extended my wrist while still holding it against him.
The team leader didn’t even look at my face. His cold expression from before had completely changed. Lightly, as if turning the back of his hand, he grabbed my wrist, encircled it with the tie, and tied it like a compression.
“Do you like this color?”
Pressing me down on my stomach, he asked casually. I looked helplessly at my hands tied in front of me.
“This is a tie exclusively for Seodan. The red one wouldn’t be bad either, but this suits you well.”
“Ugh, ugh…”
I twisted my wrists, but the tie was tightly bound, rendering me unable to move at all. My body was laid out like a puppet under his control. He dragged my legs under the bed, causing my buttocks to hang over the edge.
“Spread your legs.”
He said shortly, swatting my thighs with his palm. A wet sound followed. The ejaculation he spat inside me was slowly oozing down through the folds.
“Don’t let it drip anywhere.”
Smack, I received a blow on my buttocks. The sharp fingertips grazed the swollen creases. I bit my lips and jerked my body, desperately holding back tears.
“I told you to hold it in well.”
“Ah, yes.”
Smack, another palm struck fiercely. It was right above the tightly closed anus. I crouched forward like a convulsion, swallowing back my cries.
“Shut your mouth. It seems you’ve played around enough.”
“Ugh…”
“How many more hits do you need?”
The cold edge of the club stroked over my buttocks. It felt like it could cut into my flesh at any moment.
“How many hits do you think will ease my mood?”
The cool line of the club glided over my buttocks. Even with just a few hits from the palm, my buttocks were already hot. The cold wood slowly swept down. Without waiting for any response from me, he calmly said,
“Let’s try about twenty hits for now. We’ll increase it if your posture loosens or the count is wrong.”
Everything turned pitch black. It was resentful and heartbreaking. Indifferently, he stood up, placed his foot behind me, and assumed his position. It felt like the focus of my entire nervous system was on my buttocks along with his gaze. I clutched the blanket with my bound hands and buried my wet cheek into it.
“Ugh!”
A whistling sound echoed in my ears. Something fiery fell onto my buttocks. My whole body tensed, and I trembled. It felt like a dark thing passed by my sight. I swallowed back the rising sob and managed to spit out.
“One.”
He relentlessly struck twenty times in a row without pause. The thin club sliced through the air swiftly. Even without looking, one could vividly imagine the reddened marks on the buttocks.
I imagined myself rising, unable to stand it any longer, contemplating the dubious safety of the escape route. Yet, I neither got up nor fled. I remained still, gripping the blanket, enduring the blows. I endured, even as my legs twitched. Sharp and burning pain swept over me like waves. It soared high and reverberated within me. Sobs mixed with the counting numbers. From beyond twenty hits, I lost track of whether I was counting correctly. My vision blurred, and it felt like my buttocks were on fire. The entrance that had once held tight now released a white fluid in chunks with each blow. As he swung the club, the semen erupted, flowing down my thighs. Han Team Leader slowly swept it up, tracing over the reddened welts. A wet sound followed.
After enduring twenty hits, my legs trembled uncontrollably as I sobbed. He, who had set down the club, remained silent. He grabbed my convulsing legs, lifted me back onto the bed, and propped a pillow beneath my sagging waist. He raised my buttocks, positioned in a prone manner. He ran his hand over the heavily bruised marks, and the next strike fell. Smack, a wet sound echoed.
My legs were raised, but it was futile. He used his fingers to moisten and spread my buttocks, inserting the vibrator. The entrance, still sticky with semen, easily opened. As the cold and hard object entered, it vibrated strongly. He pushed the vibrator to the appropriate depth with his fingers, pressing down.
“Uh, ah, aa….”
“Touch it yourself.”
He let my sweaty hand rise, undoing the knot of the tie. My wrists, marked red, were finally freed.
Our eyes met. Han TeamLeader, looking at my tear-streaked face, spoke in a low, raspy voice.
“Turn your hands behind and spread it yourself.”
“Uh, ugh, uh, that-.”
“Because I’ll squeeze it into the pussy the way Lee Seodan likes.”
With a squelching motion, his long fingers stirred inside. He pulled and pushed the strings of the vibrator, tormenting me. The entrance, swollen like a balloon, greeted his fingers. My inner walls, swollen and overheated from the earlier intercourse, were the same. It seemed like he had no intention of removing the vibrator. I followed his orders, trembling hands reaching down to spread my buttocks. It hurt so much…
“I said I would squeeze it until you beg, didn’t I?”
“Hu- ugh!”
His fingers abruptly pulled out all at once. The firm, rounded glans touched the wet, open entrance. Pressing on the wrinkles and perineum, he spoke in a stuttered manner, as if he were grumbling through his teeth.
“If I say I want to hit, then get hit. If I say I want to thrust, then spread it behind. Whenever I want to put it in, regardless of the condition of the hole, Seodan, opening the hole for me is your position. Do you understand?”
“Huuh!”
With a deep penetration, as if digging into the thickness, he delved. The painful hand gripping the spread buttocks kept slipping. I lifted my buttocks higher, sobbing. It was an unyielding insertion that allowed no leniency.
The vibrator, which had risen even further with the glans pressed against it, was driven deeply as if it would pierce through the abdomen. It seemed like it wouldn’t come out again. Terrified, my hand reaching towards my belly was caught by him. Grabbing my wrist, he firmly secured it to my buttocks, extracting his genitals.
“Huaah! Aeuu, huuh.”
“Properly open up. If you don’t open it inside, how can I squeeze it for you?”
“Hu, euugh, it hurts…”
“Relax.”
With a loud thud, the hot pillar hammered as if piercing through. He broke through the swollen inner part, roughening the attached walls. I was not in my right mind. I spread my buttocks as he instructed, sobbing and moaning as he guided his genitals inside.
Due to the vibrator, my inside swelled as if bruised. He ruthlessly manipulated the swollen area. My engorged, sensitive walls were scraped harshly. The thick genitalia popped out and then stabbed deeply as if thrusting into the roots. I couldn’t hear the sounds I was making anymore. My body was trembling.
When the thick pillar, swollen with the prostate, brushed against and pierced me, a giant wave, as if combining twenty orgasms, swept over me. My vision flashed silently. I collapsed. He held my trembling hand and exerted force.
“Huaah, eu-geu, hu, aah…”
With a smooth motion, his genitalia pulled out. He firmly grabbed the strap and pulled it out. The vibrating vibrator exited the bright-red opening. Without stopping, he unceremoniously thrust his genitals back into the twitching hole. The vigorously swollen area was mercilessly squeezed and stirred.
“Close your eyes.”
With a voice mixed with rough breathing, he growled, “Hua, hu, eu.”
“Since I’ll sprinkle it on your pretty face, close your eyes.”
The moment I thought I was going to die, his genitalia was abruptly pulled out. He turned me over and laid me down. The ceiling caught my sight, spinning. The raging genitalia trembled in front of my eyes. I tightly closed my eyes, and something hot exploded onto my face.
The sticky substance fell onto my eyelids and open lips, dripping down. The thick liquid clung to my hair and heatedly pooled in my earlobes. He took a deep breath, then brushed the hot pillar against my cheek. Slowly, using the glans like a brush, he stroked the area around my eyes. The pungent scent filled my nose, flowing into my mouth.
With closed eyes, I breathed heavily. My scattered body shivered belatedly. Whether he hit, penetrated, or caressed, it felt like there was not a single part of my body left untouched. It was a feeling of having everything taken away and then returned.
What overwhelmed me was not a physical climax. My body trembled as if shaken by an endless sense of excitement.
With powerless limbs, I tightly embraced him. I buried my face in his neck and silently cried. His hands that swept up and down caressed me like soothing a child. He gently stroked the buttocks that had been hit with a whip.
“…Are you okay?”
As my crying gradually subsided, Han Team Leader asked. He wiped away the white liquid stuck to my eyelids with a tissue. I looked at his face and slowly blinked away the tears. A gentle face. It was a familiar, affectionate face.
“Let’s see. You endured better than I thought. Did it hurt a lot?”
He patted the buttocks, tangled with red welts. I entrusted my body to him. I allowed him to extend my buttocks, spreading them apart for him to see.
“It’s quite swollen in the back.”
The imprint settled just above the tailbone. He retrieved medicine from a drawer and applied it deep inside. It was done with a businesslike demeanor. He applied medicine even to the swollen buttocks, allowing his hand to reach and heal the marks on the wrist.
“It’s okay here. When you wake up tomorrow, it should be gone.”
“Team leader.”
“What?”
“My exclusive tie… is it still there?”
A sense of detachment made my body endlessly slacken. He leaned in closer to hear my slowed words.
“Do you have… ties for others as well?”
Oh so Seodan is already jealous.
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