BSW 51

51

“General! Please don’t!”

Ho-eun pushed Tae-muk’s hand away, screamed, and even tried to run. But it was all in vain. Eventually, his pants were pulled down completely, revealing Ho-eun’s bare legs.

“No, no…”

Ho-eun, horrified, covered his lower body with his hands. But he couldn’t stop the coolness that brushed against his crotch. Goosebumps rose on his thighs. It was a coolness that inexplicably brought tears to his eyes.

“D-don’t look, don’t look…”

Ho-eun shook his head, groping for the blanket on the bed. He had already been touched down there once, but this was the first time his pants had been taken off. Maybe that’s why. He felt more scared than ashamed. He felt like he had done something terribly wrong.

Ho-eun tugged at the blanket under Tae-muk, grunting in effort, but failed and decided to run. He covered his lower body with one hand and pushed himself up with the other, placing it on the bed. And just as he was about to stand up.

Tae-muk snatched his ankle and lifted it up.

“Hngh…”

Ho-eun fell backward. The hand covering his lower body fluttered away. He quickly tried to cover himself again. But at that moment, something touched between his legs. Something very, very hot, hard, blunt, and large.

“…”

Ho-eun, his face drained of blood, only lifted his head to look down. Tae-muk’s penis was positioned between his legs. Why was that there, what was he going to do with it? Ho-eun frowned slightly.

Then, his penis made contact. With his back passage.

“G-General?”

Ho-eun called out in a trembling voice. But Tae-muk didn’t even look at Ho-eun. His pitch-black eyes were as if someone had poured ink into them.

At that, Ho-eun shook his head jerkily.

“General, no, no. I don’t like it. Don’t do it. No— Hng!”

But Tae-muk didn’t care and began to apply force.

The tightly closed wrinkles were hard yet soft. It didn’t open the hole, but it caved in deeply as Tae-muk applied force. Ho-eun felt great pain from it.

“It hurts, it hurts… It hurts.”

His fair face was full of wrinkles. He had been sickly all his life, but this was a pain he had never felt before. It was a pain completely different from a fever or a cold. But Tae-muk continued to apply force. It was as if he was trying to burst it open rather than open the hole.

“Ge… General…”

Ho-eun pushed against Tae-muk’s thigh with a trembling hand. It would have been better to push against his face or chest, but that was the only place his hand could reach.

But the moment his hand touched the burning body, Tae-muk’s eyelashes stiffened. Ho-eun, his nerves on edge with fear, did not miss that small change. Instinctively realizing that something was wrong, he quickly took his hand away. But it was already too late.

Tae-muk’s penis began to dig into his lower body even more forcefully. The pain became more extreme. It felt like being stabbed with a dull knife.

“Hng…”

But his back passage did not easily allow Tae-muk in. As if representing Ho-eun’s heart.

Tae-muk continued to apply force relentlessly. But even if he did, there was no way that his rear, smaller than his mouth, could accept his huge penis, which Ho-eun couldn’t even take in with his mouth.

“Shit…”

Tae-muk cursed irritably. Then he threw Ho-eun’s ankle, which he had been holding, to the other side. Ho-eun was in a strange position, with his upper body facing forward but his lower body half-turned. Tae-muk held Ho-eun’s pelvis with one hand and spread Ho-eun’s buttocks wide to the side with the other.

“G-General. General…”

Ho-eun, sensing something ominous, called out to him urgently. But as he was speaking, his body was pulled down. The baby hairs on his forehead shot up with such speed.

It was a very short fall, but Ho-eun felt like he was falling off a cliff.

And.

Thwack.

Next.

Rip.

“…”

For a moment, Ho-eun was stunned, not even breathing. Then, the corners of his eyes began to twitch. Tears welled up in his eyes.

“Hng…”

Tae-muk’s penis finally tore through his rear and entered. It was only the glans, but the pain was by no means small. The junction burned as if it had been set on fire.

It felt like his rear was about to tear apart. No, it felt like it had torn. Along with the intense burning sensation, he felt a warm liquid seeping between the junctions.

It was not enough to simply say it was painful. He felt like he was going to die. He might die. Ho-eun’s thin, white thighs trembled with unbearable pain.

“Ha…”

On the other hand, Tae-muk tilted his head back and sighed. His thick Adam’s apple became so clear that it seemed like it would tear through his skin. Then, he would sometimes let out something that was neither a groan nor a sigh, and that breath was very hot. It was even vaguely visible, like rising steam.

Tae-muk, who had been still for a while, lowered his head. Unlike before, his eyes were gleaming. It was an ominous look.

“I don’t… I don’t like it. I don’t like it.”

Ho-eun shook his head, not even knowing what Tae-muk was trying to do. But Tae-muk didn’t care and pulled Ho-eun’s body down. Ho-eun gripped the bedding so hard that his fingertips turned white, but he couldn’t overcome Tae-muk’s strength.

Tae-muk pulled Ho-eun and, at the same time, leaned his body towards him. With that force and weight, the thick, long pillar began to slowly push into the hole where only the glans had barely entered.

Rip, and another chilling sound, no, feeling, and then something viscous wrapped around the junction. At the same time, half of the long, thick penis pierced through Ho-eun in one go.

“Ah…”

Ho-eun gripped the blanket and hunched his back. It happened automatically, as if he had been punched in the stomach by a thug. His body trembled. His vision blurred. Tears streamed down his face without him even realizing he was crying.

Why was it so painful?

How could an act performed by humans be so painful?

Was Tae-muk punishing him?

What did he do wrong? Was he being presumptuous?

Or was he hurting because he was lacking? Was he hurting because he was a deficient Bondmate who didn’t suit him?

All sorts of thoughts ran through his head. But Tae-muk did not look into Ho-eun’s condition or feelings. Like a runaway horse, he blindly dug into Ho-eun’s rear.

“It hurts too much…”

Ho-eun, pale and bloodless, stammered in a small voice. His torn lower body was unbearably painful. It felt like his body was being split in half. Like that Devouring Ghoul that Tae-muk had split in half in the village.

“Stop, hng, please stop…”

“…”

But Tae-muk still didn’t answer. He was clearly looking at Ho-eun, but he wasn’t seeing him.

Tae-muk began to move his waist. His penis entered, widening the hole, and then exited, stretching it. Ho-eun’s eyes were constantly filled with heavy tears as he felt the torn flesh being stirred up.

“Hng, ah, eugh, it hurts, it hurts, hng…”

Ho-eun writhed in pain, hitting and pushing against Tae-muk’s shoulders, chest, and arms, indiscriminately. His palms were soon red with blood. This was because the bandages that Tae-muk had wrapped around his entire body were soaked in blood.

Sometimes, some parts were mushy, which didn’t match his body, which was as hard as armor. But Ho-eun didn’t have the energy to pay attention to that. He felt like he was going to die right now.

“Don’t… do it!”

Ho-eun, unable to bear it, screamed like a shriek, or like a desperate struggle. His sharply raised voice cut through the air. Then, Tae-muk, who had not even pretended to listen, frowned. Then, he covered Ho-eun’s mouth tightly with his hand. Although he clearly covered his mouth, his hand was so big that half of Ho-eun’s face, from his nose to his chin, was covered.

“It’s noisy… Please…, shut up…”

Tae-muk unusually dragged out the end of his words. Pain was seeping into his crumpled eyes. It seemed like he genuinely hated hearing Ho-eun’s screams.

“…”

At that sight, Ho-eun’s hand, which had been gripping his arm, slid down. His eyes, widened by tears, twitched.

Did Tae-muk hate him so much that he didn’t even like his voice anymore? Yes, it was understandable. After all, a deficient Bondmate was struggling and refusing to do what he should be doing.

But still, what could he do about the pain? What could he do about the fact that it hurt so much that he really wanted to die?

“…”

While Ho-eun, his mouth and nose blocked, silently shed tears, Tae-muk looked around. Then, he roughly gathered the torn silk clothes and began to shove them into Ho-eun’s mouth.

Ho-eun refused his hand and kept screaming, but only a dull sound flowed out due to the cloth, “Ugh, cough, ugh.” At that, Tae-muk’s brow relaxed. It seemed like he liked that he had silenced Ho-eun’s voice.

Tae-muk readjusted his grip on Ho-eun’s pelvis and pulled his waist back, then slammed his penis in roughly!

“Ugh…! Hng, hng, ugh, hng…”

Ho-eun’s muffled groan flowed out weakly. He gagged from the deep insertion. But even that was blocked by the cloth that filled his throat, and he had to swallow it again.

“Haa…”

“Hoo, ugh, ugh, hng…”

Tae-muk’s languid groans and Ho-eun’s muffled groans did not mix and remained separate.