DI Ch 113

He stepped away from me and moved towards the speechless man whose legs had begun to tremble. The man’s leg trembled more with each step Tae Seong-je made. The hue of the man’s pants on the floor gradually became weird. When the stench of urine hit my nose, I realized that the man had wet himself.

Tae Seong-je’s back wriggled as if trying to cool down his anger. After wiping his face once, he bent his knees and took a long breath in front of the man. At first glance, the current situation seemed very boring, but seeing the man’s complexion getting worse, it seemed that was not the case.

“The contract wasn’t written for nothing. Why did you do it when you know that if one of us doesn’t honor it, the other will be gone.”

“Ugh, no, I was wrong! I should have done well, but I didn’t. I won’t do that again. Just, please, give me one more chance.”

The man was an old man. Maybe he has a son the same age as Tae Seong-je. Nevertheless, the man was afraid of people his son’s age. The remaining two people were the same. Before I realized it, I was ducking into a corner and trying to protect myself from potential conflict.

“It’s strange. If you do everything well, why do they all crawl like this?”

Tae Seong-je slowly stood up and muttered playfully as if he was really upset.

“Isn’t it right, Seo Seung-won?”

I gritted my teeth, blocking the sound from coming out through my tie. Tae Seong-je was still looking down at the back of the man’s head. Then, I heard a long sigh and his shoulders shook. He waved his hands towards the stairs.

“Haa… Go…”

The dazed voice was muffled, but not to the point where I couldn’t understand it.I turned my gaze back and forth like someone who had unexpectedly gained freedom. I hesitated and took the stairs first. When I came up safely with nothing restraining me except a tie in my mouth, I suddenly became curious.

Everyone’s feet were tied, yet climbing these steps shouldn’t be difficult. Even with three people, cooperating to somehow climb up should have been possible. Why was no one attempting it?

I made eye contact with Tae Seong-je, who was trudging up the stairs with his body swaying from side to side. Was it because they were scared? Or maybe…

Surprised, I hurriedly followed the man going to sit and drink on the sofa. I knelt down. At that moment, he rushed towards me and toppled me to the ground. His thick arms pressed my throat.

I was choking and clenched my teeth to keep any gurgling sound from coming out. He buried his head in the crook of my neck, muttering curses. The smell of alcohol was strong enough to get me drunk, so I turned my head slightly. It was clear that he was heavily intoxicated as he stumbled.

It was understandable considering he had just finished drinking all of that. At that time, he silently raised his upper body. He had his back turned to the window, so only his facial features were visible. However, Tae Seong-je’s eyes, illuminated by the flickering light bulb… sent danger signals from my head to my heart. Reason seriously advised me to run away now, but I knew it wasn’t possible.

“Ugh, gasp!”

It hurts. Tae Seong-je roughly stripped off my clothes and inserted his dry, rough fingers between my buttocks. The intense pain was so sharp that it took my breath away. His reckless probing of my back hole was excruciatingly painful.

I had no intention of rejecting or going against his will, but when I thought that it was going to lead to bleeding, I couldn’t help but reach for the bag by my bedside. I quickly pulled out a tumbler and poured it into Tae Seong-je’s crotch. To be precise, into his hand.

“…!”

It was my intention to soak it up a little, but that seems to have ignited the fire. The hand throbbing below became stronger than before. Still, I was glad that it hurt a little less than before. However, I should have known that it was not a time to be complacent when he unwrapped his hideously swollen crotch and pulled out his erect penis.

“Ugh, ugh!”

I tried not to make a sound, but it was difficult to bear the pain of penetration. The pain and fear of his penis being pushed in and out to its limit were so intense that tears streamed down uncontrollably. I wanted to push him away and cry out loud in pain, but instead I whimpered and held it in.

Feeling the tie in my mouth, I gritted my teeth even more and spread my trembling legs wide.  I didn’t want to make noise or resist to make him angrier. It was a violent act of sex without affection or pleasure. Even the rug beneath, as soft as it might be, eventually felt hard on my back.

I couldn’t hear anything. My ears were muffled, and my eyes were about to roll back. I had felt pain even during our first sex, but it was incomparable to this; I just hoped this moment would pass quickly. My body shook violently with each thrust.

However, with his hand gripping my forearm and waist, I couldn’t move back or pull away. I had to surrender my body in that state. Despite my body being in better condition than before, the grip on my arms was too painful, but the thighs were even more painful than that.

As he forcibly tried to spread my legs, cramps set in. The strength did not leave my curled toes. The hand that tightly gripped the rug was the same. My body was tight and heavy as if I was tied. 

I felt nauseous for a moment and had to quickly suppress my cough. A sore throat was unavoidable due to my inability to spit out the refluxing blood, but I preferred to hold my breath rather than disturb his emotions with coughing sounds.

“Ugh, uh… ”

At that moment, my body flipped over. Thinking it was an opportunity, I lied down like a dog and managed to spit out the tie in my mouth. I then bit my wrist to stifle my moaning. The pain was so intense that it felt like my wrist would snap, but that wasn’t important. My head was spinning and my vision was dizzy. Although my hand was on the floor, I couldn’t feel the ground. With a ringing in my ears, everything in front of me flashed black.

***

When I opened my eyes, the dawn was breaking. My cheeks were damp. I rolled my eyes and felt a hard puddle of dried blood on the rug. The smell of blood, alcohol, and semen pierced my nose. The smell emanating from all directions was so strong that I nearly passed out again, but I had to open my eyes.

Tae Seong-je weighed heavily on my body as I lay face down on the floor, with empty bottles rolling around. The blood soaking the rug was almost suffocating me. Only a freak would have swallowed it back down and not been able to breathe normally.

I felt a steady breath behind my back. It seemed like he was sleeping. Thanks to this, it was difficult for me to breathe, yet I waited blankly for Tae Seong-je to awaken. I wanted to push him aside and get up, but I didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger. One side seemed to be sleeping like the dead, and the other side, unable to move like a dead person, made a very interesting sight.

The light bulbs around the Christmas tree were the only ones showing their presence. He tossed and turned. It wasn’t until then that I realized we were still connected. I had no idea that gagging the bottom of my mouth meant this. I didn’t realize it because I was being pressed against him while disoriented and couldn’t feel anything below the waist. But I knew it was unpleasantly wet.

Oh, but…

I thought my stomach was going to explode at this rate. Even if I didn’t know, I could sense my stomach was filled with semen, unable to escape and under constant pressure. Both he and the bundled muscles all over my body hurt too much. My shoulders, elbows, and knees were all painful. My entire body was so sore that it was easier to locate a place that didn’t hurt, so I groaned, but then I remembered him saying he didn’t want to hear my voice, so I closed my lips.

When he tossed again, I managed to exhale the breath I had been holding. A sharp pain emanated from below the navel. I cautiously felt it. However, I stopped when I felt his penis through the skin of my stomach.

“Hmm… ”

“…”

The moment I carefully got out of his arms, wanting to get rid of the semen, I heard a sound from behind and hurriedly returned to my original state.  Squirming, I put his penis back and lay down quietly to pass the time.

I saw a crumpled beverage bottle in front of me. I felt sad because I was reminded that I had become a piece of trash that caused him problems. I should not have done that. Even if I wanted to drink, I should have endured it a little more. I shouldn’t have made excuses; I should have just endured it silently.

He was the one and only precious to me, so I didn’t want to burden him. I wanted to do something on my own because I felt like I depended too much on him, and I was afraid that my feelings might weigh him down. Even though he told me not to do that, I couldn’t help it. I wanted to show that I could do something on my own.

I wanted to reassure him that no matter how busy he was or if he wasn’t at my side, I was fine. There was no need to worry, it really didn’t hurt at all, I always feel good, and there were no problems. It was a funny thing to say.  How could there be no problems when I myself am a bundle of problems?