By Zephyria 
“If you want to die that badly, Tae-hwon, I’ll kill you myself. Is that what you really want? It’s not, is it? It can’t be! Say it isn’t. Why, with me… why…? We were good, weren’t we? I was happy. You were happy too, Tae-hwon. Why are you having such foolish thoughts! Did you think I’d thank you for saving me if you abandoned me, ran away, and died? That I’d be glad to be alive, that… huh? Is that really what you thought!”
Kwon Rae-i, unable to contain his agitation, grabbed Tae-hwon’s neck and shook him. He looked ready to kill. Tae-hwon’s face flushed red from suffocation, then turned deathly pale. He gasped for breath, his chest heaving, but it was no use.
Kwon Rae-i mercilessly and violently strangled Tae-hwon, and Tae-hwon’s mind went blank.
“Huh… ugh.”
“I’m sorry to say, Tae-hwon, you still barely know me.”
“Ugh… Do, huff…!”
“I’m relieved by that fact, but also furious to the point of overflowing…”
Kwon Rae-i slammed Tae-hwon against the iron bars. The impact echoed loudly. A stinging pain spread through his body, and strength gradually drained from his limbs. Tae-hwon struggled to the end, flailing his arms and scratching at the bars. He felt like he was about to pass out.
“I’m agonizing over how much of myself I should reveal to you, Tae-hwon.”
“…Keuh, ugh.”
“It can’t be helped. Now, me too.”
“……”
Finally, the consciousness he was clinging to snapped.
Darkness fell before his eyes, and his body slumped like a puppet with severed strings. Kwon Rae-i continued to strangle Tae-hwon until he was sure he had passed out, checking his pupils before finally releasing him.
* * *
A burning sensation flared below. The feeling of flesh being pressed and pulled jolted him awake.
Tae-hwon furrowed his brow, then groaned softly as he regained consciousness. His heavy eyelids struggled to open. Before his hazy mind could clear, a feverish excitement crawled up from below.
“Huff, ugh.”
Lying on the bed, Tae-hwon’s legs were spread, and a Dick was slowly entering and exiting his rear. Kwon Rae-i chuckled softly as he bent and pressed down on Tae-hwon’s knees.
“You’re awake?”
“Do, Master.”
“Looks like you were tired. You were asleep for a long time without waking up, even when I put it in. Were you losing sleep thinking about escaping?”
Startled, Tae-hwon tried to push him away, attempting to raise his upper body. But before he could sit up, something tightened around his neck from behind.
“Ugh! Ahh.”
The chain attached to the iron bed frame pulled taut, and the collar at the end tightly constricted Tae-hwon’s neck. Choking, Tae-hwon fell back into a lying position. The thick leather collar was secured with a lock. Kwon Rae-i stared at Tae-hwon’s neck, where vivid red handprints remained, with intense eyes, then embraced Tae-hwon’s waist. He hugged him tightly, as if trapping him, and pressed him down onto the soft mattress.
“Don’t waste your energy, just stay still. You’re going to be quite busy today, Tae-hwon.”
He lowered his head and kissed Tae-hwon’s collar, then kissed the red marks inside the collar. Crushed, Tae-hwon choked from the doubled pressure. He thrashed his spread legs, and the sound of metal clanging echoed from his ankles. Ankle shackles were fastened to one ankle, also attached to the bed frame.
“I’m not going to touch your Cock club anymore, Tae-hwon. Practice going in from behind. Just three times, cum three times being fucked in the rear, and I’ll stop touching your Cock club.”
Tae-hwon’s eyes widened. He had been determined to leave Kwon Rae-i completely, but at this rate, he would only be captured more miserably. Moreover, his mental state seemed to have deteriorated even further beyond repair than before.
“Rae-i, Master Rae-i…”
Everything was a mess.
Things seemed worse now than when Tae-hwon had first lost his memory and opened his eyes. He was falling off a cliff. Kwon Rae-i and Woo Tae-hwon were both plummeting together.
“I don’t, huff, care about being fucked. You can do whatever you want with that, ugh! You can do whatever you want, Master. But…”
Desperate, Tae-hwon shook his head repeatedly. Pinned down by Kwon Rae-i, his range of movement was extremely limited. He couldn’t raise his upper body, nor could he move his legs. He could still use his arms, but even that was of little use since Kwon Rae-i was using his weight to completely pin him down. At best, he could push his shoulder and scratch his back.
“But what? You’re going to keep pushing me away to the end?”
“Yes. This will only end if I leave.”
“What will end? What will change even if you’re tortured and killed in a miserable state? Either way, I’ll die as soon as you die.”
Kwon Rae-i thrust his hips deeply, stimulating Tae-hwon’s inner membranes. The tingling pleasure melted his mind as his spread legs trembled. It seemed that he had opened Tae-hwon’s body and probed his hole long before he woke up. It was hard to endure the heavy Cock club that tightly crushed his prostate.
“Ha, ah…! Master. Augh!”
“Tae-hwon, are you still having foolish thoughts? Do you believe I’m acting like a child with fleeting emotions? Do you dismiss it as a naive, immature infatuation that I’ll quickly tire of and give up on?”
“No, ah, no, that’s not it. I’m…”
“Then what is it! I can’t live without you, I’m telling you that, so why do you keep trying to run away from me!”
“Huff, what the, shit…!”
Tae-hwon gritted his teeth and shook his head, even throwing out curses. His lower body was numb. Each time Kwon Rae-i thrust his Dick club in hard, a burning sensation pierced through him, stirring up his insides. And without realizing it, his back arched and his hips moved, writhing and clinging tightly inside.
His mind felt empty and his thoughts paralyzed by the merciless pleasure. But he couldn’t afford to collapse like this. Tae-hwon gasped heavily and conveyed the words he had to say.
“Master, I… I’m a man who deserves to die. Woo Tae-hwon is a bottom-of-the-barrel, filthy, ugh, lowlife. A life of bloodshed, huff! Do you see the scars on this body? Even I know that these are knife wounds. There’s also a, shit, bullet wound.”
His eyes turned bloodshot, and the whites were completely red with blood vessels.
His heart pounded like a raging bull, pleasure surged like a wave, and Kwon Rae-i, his tormented face before him, blurred.
“Right now, heuh, I’ve lost my memory, but! Originally, I was a dog, shit, fucking, garbage, waste, monster. I don’t know how many people I slashed, killed, or how many illegal and immoral wrongs I committed as a Gyeongjeong Faction’s hitman! Even if I don’t have my memories, I know that much…!”
So, in fact, the meaning of Tae-hwon’s atonement included an even larger scope.
“Do you understand? My death is justice.”
Screaming voices, clamoring noises, and heavy gasps disrupted his hearing. Tae-hwon struggled to the end against the pleasure that was occupying and dominating him, and pleaded. Because Kwon Rae-i had to know.
“Master’s death… keuhe… is just a tragedy.”
Sobbing, Tae-hwon trembled slightly at the waist and reached his climax. Stars burst before his eyes, and his mind went blank. He could only tremble with his mouth open, lifting his chin upward. No matter how much he tried to control it, his body convulsed like a live fish. As he had declared, Kwon Rae-i had only fucked his rear without touching his center even once, and he had cum from being fucked in the rear alone.
Tae-hwon squeezed his stomach, emitting broken, rough moans. The inside of his lower abdomen reacted hotly, clinging to his Dick club and refusing to let go. It was clinging as if begging to be thrust in more. Kwon Rae-i didn’t release the arms that were embracing his waist, and continued to insert even harder. The sound of flesh colliding echoed loudly, and he fucked him so fiercely that Tae-hwon’s body shook, forcing pleasure upon him again even before he could soak in the afterglow of his orgasm.
“Ha, ack! Ugh!”
Tae-hwon raised his knees and scratched the sheets with his heels. His heavy torso kept being pulled upward, his head reaching the headboard, and the chain of the collar tightened, choking him with each thrust.
“Haha, Tae-hwon… that’s not true.”
Kwon Rae-i muttered eerily and kissed Tae-hwon’s cheek. He vaguely came into view in his blurred eyes, shaking.
Kwon Rae-i was as pale as white marble, and even during this intense act, he didn’t feel like a living being. To put it in perspective, he was overwhelming and coercive, like a raging typhoon or the end of a terrible disaster. He was an irresistible force of nature.
“A tragedy? I don’t know. Your judgment, Tae-hwon, is wrong from the premise.”