By Zephyria 
Kwon Rae-i kissed Tae-hwon’s face tenderly, but below his waist, he was treating Tae-hwon as if he were going to kill him. He must have been well aware that he had already climaxed once from being fucked in the rear, and that he was in an extremely sensitive state after ejaculation, but he didn’t show any mercy. He left him as he was, watching him choke as the collar tightened and his whole body shook. No, rather, he drove Tae-hwon to the limit and violated him even further.
“Because, in fact, hahaha, I’m the monster.”
It was painful. It was painful and suffocating. Tae-hwon’s eyes, out of breath, rolled back. His focus was lost, he trembled, and his crown, which had been slammed into the headboard, was numb. Kwon Rae-i was about to fold Tae-hwon’s body in half and cram his Dick club, like a weapon, into his inner walls, pounding the inside until it couldn’t go in any further. He forced it in hard, as if digging with the thick glans, so that all of Tae-hwon’s flesh was torn and bruised.
Even though he was being violated mercilessly, Tae-hwon felt pleasure. He felt it even though it was painful because Kwon Rae-i had been injecting the pleasure of being fucked in the Dick club into him. Even though he was mentally cornered and tormented, his body was reacting honestly, which was driving him crazy.
“Heuek, ah! Ah…!”
Kwon Rae-i repeatedly thrust deeply into the inside and then quickly thrust into the shallow areas. Now, all Tae-hwon could do was beg and plead.
“No, Master, you’re not… Please, let me go… Please.”
Kwon Rae-i was a monster? Yes, Tae-hwon was well aware of how blatant and base his desires were. His eyes had always wanted to torment Tae-hwon painfully. But even if he had sadistic tendencies, that was just a sexual preference.
“How can you, how can you drive Master to his death? How can you do such a cruel thing to me? I said I could give you my body as much as you want. I don’t care if I’m fucked like a dog and assaulted. But, huff, keuhe! Master, please, can’t you just live? Yes…? Please, huff, please… Please. I beg you.”
Tae-hwon begged sincerely.
He had no choice.
“I’m already burdened with Chairman Kwon’s life. Geo, heu, I’m already going to hell, but I can’t carry Master’s life as well, euheuk. Please. No. No, Master, at least you, huff!”
“Tae-hwon…”
“Master, keuheuk, to me, Master is… the only one, the only one…! Heuek…!”
Intense pleasure quickly surged through his body and overflowed. Tae-hwon, unaware that he was reaching his climax, ejaculated a little thin semen. The semen that Tae-hwon had already ejaculated was sticking to Kwon Rae-i’s abs, which were covered in white. His lower abdomen heaved and his waist shook on its own as the inside tightened severely. Tae-hwon was so exhausted that it was hard to breathe.
“Ahageu, heu…!”
Sweat poured down like rain, and his back was wet, causing the sheets to stick to him. Even though he was just lying in bed, he was exhausted as if he had done a strenuous workout. Moreover, the pleasure remaining in his body was forcing pleasure upon him, so he still hadn’t escaped his climax.
Kwon Rae-i stopped thrusting his hips only after Tae-hwon had cum twice, and put his hands under Tae-hwon’s armpits and pulled him down. The crown that had been constantly slammed into the headboard finally fell, and the neck that had been constantly strangled was finally relieved.
This time, he gave him time to catch his breath, and then stroked Tae-hwon’s face as if he was worried.
His pale hand, characteristic of albinism, gently brushed against his red cheeks and tapped them as if he felt sorry for him. And he clicked his tongue sharply.
“Idiot.”
He lightly criticized Tae-hwon.
“Fool. I’ve killed a lot of people too.”
Tae-hwon narrowed his dizzy eyes and stared at him. His ears were ringing. He seemed to have misheard him.
“……Yes?”
“Quite a few. I was going to let you keep being mistaken because I thought you were cute when you were soft and innocent, but I was worried you’d be surprised if you knew the truth. I was also planning to get rid of the rest of the cumbersome things since I got you, Tae-hwon.”
Kwon Rae-i rubbed Tae-hwon’s surprised eyes. He stroked his bloodshot eyes, clicked his tongue again, and slowly thrust his hips up. He was consumed by the sensation of gently stirring the inside.
“I told you I was going to be the head of the Gyeongjeong Faction, didn’t I? I mentioned it casually, but did you dismiss it as a child’s tantrum?”
“Head, haeuk, but, that’s…”
“Yes. Of course, I acted lightly too. I didn’t want you to be scared, Tae-hwon. You’ve lost your memory, and you have to be captured by me and have sex, so I was worried that you might feel it was too threatening. But I can’t do it anymore. I can’t hide it.”
“Who, who did you kill? How could you, ugh, did you really try to take the position of head of the Gyeongjeong Faction?”
“Yes. I tried to swallow it up and chew it.”
Kwon Rae-i chuckled and stared down at Tae-hwon. The look in his eyes as he looked down at Tae-hwon, who was moaning beneath him, seemed to be that he loved him so much that he couldn’t stand it, but at the same time, he seemed to hate him so much that he was going crazy. He wanted to kiss Tae-hwon, strangle him, hug him, put a collar on him, and tear him apart while fucking him until his hole was torn. He must have felt an even greater sense of betrayal towards Tae-hwon as much as he wanted Tae-hwon more desperately than anyone else.
“I’ll show you what I mean in a little while. See it with your own eyes.”
Show me?
What am I supposed to see…?
“I told you you’d be busy today. There are quite a few things left to do after this. Cheer up, Tae-hwon.”
Tae-hwon gasped and stared at him with a confused expression. He didn’t understand what Kwon Rae-i was saying at all. Was he just saying anything in a fit of anger? If not, what was he thinking? And the content was also content.
‘Did Master really go so far as to commit murder? To become the head of the Gyeongjeong Faction?’
But, at that young age…?
Twenty was a young age, objectively speaking. It wasn’t an age when he could aim for the position of head of the Gyeongjeong Faction. But he didn’t know what he had done or how he had done it. It was hard to even guess. Tae-hwon’s gaze wandered around Kwon Rae-i’s young and clear face in dismay. To his eyes, he was still such a pure and brilliantly shining Master, but the gap between the self he was talking about and the one Tae-hwon saw was too great.
Kwon Rae-i was a monster, that couldn’t be…
That couldn’t be…
At the same time as the swirling suspicions and questions, the hard Dick club thrust up again into Tae-hwon’s tingling stomach. A moan passed through his throat, and even though he wasn’t thrusting in that hard now, his deep inside reacted violently as if he was being hit hard. Even though he was gently stroking him, his inner walls trembled and his lower abdomen contracted on its own. If he kept stimulating the inside like this, it felt like his body would become completely strange.
“Look. First, this.”
Kwon Rae-i brushed back the hair scattered on Tae-hwon’s forehead and straightened it, then reached out his hand. He picked up the cell phone that was placed on the bedside table next to the bed. He unlocked it in front of Tae-hwon and showed him the screen with a lot of missed messages.
Kwon Sang-oh. Kwon Sang-oh. Kwon Sang-oh…
“Shh. I’m going to call him now.”
“Yes, yes? Master, wait, huff…!”
Tae-hwon belatedly reached out his outstretched hand to snatch his cell phone. He was going to call Kwon Sang-oh? Suddenly? No, even now? Why? Why on earth!
Tae-hwon couldn’t understand Kwon Rae-i’s actions at all. That’s why he tried to stop him from calling Kwon Sang-oh, but as soon as he reached out and raised his upper body, the leash tightened, choking him. Even when he stretched out his arm, it didn’t reach, only brushing against the air.
“Just watch. Because even if I beg and plead a hundred times, Tae-hwon wouldn’t understand.”
“What are you saying, cough! Why are you doing this? No, Young Master! Please. I was wrong. Please hang up the phone!”
Tae-hwon was half out of his mind as he tried to stop Kwon Rae-i. He didn’t care that he was being choked, flailing his limbs and clinging to him.
‘Why is Young Master doing this!’
What was he trying to do by contacting Kwon Sang-oh? He didn’t know why he was contacting him after avoiding him all this time, and if he wasn’t careful, Tae-hwon’s voice might be heard on the phone. Tae-hwon desperately struggled and shook his head at Kwon Rae-i. But despite his desperate efforts, the call was connected immediately.
-Hey, you fucking bastard!
Kwon Sang-oh’s voice, full of anger and cursing, came from beyond the phone.