Chapter 209

Chapter 207: Limit Line (6)

T/l Penny

Chapter 209:

Limit Line (6)

As I pressed the back of my hand against the innermost part, hot goosebumps ran up my arm.

That wasn't just my reaction.

I could feel the thrill and confusion flowing through Dang Soran's body intact.

It felt as if she had become a part of my own body.

Her cheeky mouth, which never stayed closed for a single moment, couldn't make a sound.

Her mouth was half-open, but no breath flowed out.

She couldn't breathe. As if choked up, she only blinked reflexively.

However, we hadn't even properly started yet.

There was still a single thin cloth covering her secret area, and my hand was merely resting on top of it.

But even that seemed to be excessive stimulation for her.

After a fleeting moment that felt both short and long passed, Dang Soran's stiff body moved again.

Inhaling a shallow breath to survive, she clamped her thighs shut tight.

The back of my hand got stuck between her soft and firm thighs.

Even the ropes binding Dang Soran became taut.

She seemed to want to push me away with her two arms, but that was impossible right now.

Unable to even resist, she blinked repeatedly and whispered with a face that looked like it was melting.

"W... Wait..."

"..."

"W-Wait a moment..."

Only after touching her did I realize why men want to touch a woman's secret parts.

It felt like this noble woman's weakness was in my grasp.

I merely laid a hand on a single body part, yet she didn't know what to do with herself.

She wasn't the only one feeling the maddening stimulation.

The dark violence and desire for dominance dormant within me were growing without knowing

I merely laid a hand on a single body part, yet she didn't know what to do with herself.

She wasn't the only one feeling the maddening stimulation.

The dark violence and desire for dominance dormant within me were growing without knowing an end.

She wanted me to stop, but conversely, I couldn't stop either.

Honestly, bullying her this softly was already a result produced by the combination of my endless patience and mercy.

I applied gentle pressure with the back of my hand and pushed against her.

I swept my hand smoothly upwards.

"Heugh!"

Dang Soran pulled her pelvis back while leaning her upper body against my arm, as if I had brought fire to her skin.

She didn't seem to notice that her soft breasts were rubbing against my forearm.

It seemed to be a stimulation her small head couldn't understand; her eyes were filled entirely with confusion.

The more she showed such reactions, the more strength I put into my arm holding her waist.

She could absolutely not escape.

The back of my hand touching the upper part of her lower abdomen.

I lowered it again.

Then, pressing the knuckles of my fingers tightly against her body, I rubbed my hand left and right.

"Ha-ugh...! Ugh! Y-Young Master... Haaah..."

"Why are you like this when we haven't even started? You wanted this. You provoked me so much back then, and now you're asking me to stop?"

"Heugh... Ugh!"

"If you were going to be like this, you shouldn't have provoked me from the start. Why are you pretending to cry already after feeding someone an aphrodisiac?"

Dang Soran's breath came out trembling.

Biting her lip tightly, she tried to push my arm away with her body.

Her trivial actions, expressions, and the voice of her body conveyed her emotions.

A very slight regret.

A fear that was a bit excessive.

...And excessive pleasure.

With tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, Dang Soran looked at me as if hoping for mercy.

But she must have read my emotions as well.

I had no intention of stopping. Nor any thought of showing mercy.

Dang Soran despaired at my gaze, then spoke through the pleasure.

The feeling of one's vision turning white and the body losing control and trembling can only be given by erogenous zones.

So she had to be afraid. She had to be astonished that such a place existed on her body.

On top of that, since her lust was stimulated and she was even fed an aphrodisiac, the pleasure would be doubled.

What she didn't understand yet was that her begging was actually becoming a sweet reward for me.

It was the force driving me forward.

I wanted her to cry more. I wanted her to go crazy with suffering.

I wanted to see her covered in carnal desire, disheveled within my arms.

The fact that I was the first person to give her such stimulation drove me on.

Perhaps because it was my first time touching a woman, it was even harder to control myself.

I stopped my hand that had been moving smoothly.

Dang Soran, who had been trembling finely, caught her breath at my stopped touch.

"Is... Is it over...?"

She asked hopefully. I let out a hollow laugh in disbelief.

Instead of answering, I slipped my hand inside her undergarments.

"Heuk!"

Along with a short moan, Dang Soran's upper body bent roughly.

Even though I wasn't the one being touched, a calm pleasure flowed through my hand.

Next was the difference between men and women.

I have touched my own body plenty of times.

Since I had imagined the female body, I had vaguely thought, how much difference could there be between people?

However, the female body was definitely different from a man's.

I could feel that although we are the same humans, we are distinctly different beings.

A woman's lower abdomen was excessively smooth, and that crevice was lower than I imagined.

This animalistic and primal difference grew my excitement.

I was feeling that this is a woman.

That amazing realization and pleasure blurred my reason.

Lastly, it was the softness.

A man's body is hard, and a woman's body is soft.

This is a fact no one can deny.

They say it's a difference that exists even from birth.

They say if you hug them, a baby girl feels like a cat, and a baby boy feels like a puppy.

But did I ever think that even the genitals would have that difference?

A man's is hard, but a woman's... that is, Dang Soran's secret part, was too soft.

The fact that something this soft existed was overturning my world.

I let out a hollow laugh and said to her.

"What do we do, Soran-ah?"

"Heugh... Heuk..."

"...I don't think I'll be able to take my hand off here for the rest of my life."

I was careful not to let my hand shake from excessive excitement.

I didn't want to waver in front of Dang Soran.

The selfishness of a sadist who wanted to wield her according to my desire squirmed, but the face of a sadist who wanted to be high-handed in front of her also held me back.

"Lift your hips."

She couldn't react. She looked busy just inhaling air.

As she ignored my words, my sadism was stimulated.

Slide, rub!

I rubbed my hand roughly against her secret part a couple of times.

"Heugh! Hi-euk!"

Dang Soran's entire body flinched and trembled in great shock.

"I said lift your hips."

Only then did she stagger, pressing against the floor, and lifted her hips.

I momentarily took my hand off her hot heat and pulled down her undergarments.

As I tried to pull down her undergarments, Dang Soran twisted her waist and resisted.

"N-No...!"

It was surprising that she still had the mind and strength to resist.

"What do you mean no?"

"Heugh... Y-You aren't even my husband...!"

"What's the use of saying such things now..."

But conversely, it might be that she was resisting forcibly because she didn't want to go crazy any further.

Maybe she understood that if she crossed this line, she would become strange herself.

But she couldn't reject me just by twisting her waist when her two arms were bound.

I decisively pulled down the last fabric interfering with me touching her.

Sticky liquid stretched long from the undergarments. It was the first time I saw such a vulgar sight.

Even without her saying it, I could see with my eyes how excited she was.

The woman named Dang Soran took off her underwear in front of me.

What was in front of my eyes was just a woman with thin sleepwear draped over her shoulders.

She was gradually returning to the state she was born in.

After pulling down her underwear, I sat deeper inside the bed.

Then I pulled Dang Soran to sit in front of me.

Now, instead of sitting on my lap, she was sitting on the bed with her back leaning against me.

My 'that' touched her buttocks.

Her ears turned even redder.

I wasn't one to be shy about this now.

Rather, my stiffly erect part became an excuse for the bullying.

I'm telling her: You made me like this, so I will bully you too.

I was almost hugging her from behind.

Dang Soran's small body came completely into my embrace.

I filled my desire by smelling her scent, then moved my hand again.

"Ah... Aah..."

Dang Soran was scared of my approaching hand as if it were a knife.

However, I didn't stop.

Rather, that docile attitude was funny, so I had to tease her.

"Where did all your attitude from the day before yesterday go?"

"...Ugh, heugh... I hate it... I-It's scary..."

"Hm? Where did the Dang Soran who used to bully and tease me go? Try resisting a bit more. As you said, is it okay to be molested like this by a man who isn't even your husband?"

Only after I teased her like that did strength return to her body.

"Ugh...!"

Perhaps my words were humiliating, as Dang Soran crumpled her expression.

Soon, as if making a decision, she turned her head and glared at me with sharp eyes, but...

Slide...

"Haaah-ugh...!"

As I placed my hand between her hot body again, that rebellious spirit crumbled in an instant.

Dang Soran bent her body forward, trying to hide herself.

It might have been an instinctive reaction to hide her body out of shame.

I didn't like that.

I wanted her to feel more shame and be more embarrassed.

I wrapped my arm around the neck of her forward-bent body and straightened her waist.

Dang Soran's body naturally had to straighten up following me.

A woman's erogenous zones aren't just inside.

On the contrary, I heard that stimulating the nodule protruding on the outside makes them suffer more.

I could find Dang Soran's erogenous zone without difficulty.

It was a body part that should naturally be there, but finding it on Dang Soran brought a strange sense of surprise.

Dang Soran, who had looked so different and so high up.

In the worldview of Blood Path, the protagonist's powerful companion.

The main character of the Tang Clan of Sichuan who meets a tragic death.

The young lady who felt so distant.

...She was a woman too.

She was no more than a woman. She is a human just like me.

Feeling the immorality of dragging this high existence down to the realm of animals similar to me, I began to bully her nodule.

Lubricant was no longer needed.

My hand was slippery as if perfumed oil had already been applied.

At first, I stroked that place softly with the tip of my middle finger.

I heard Dang Soran's breath stop with a huck.

I brought my chin to Dang Soran's shoulder and closely examined her expression.

She shook her body repeatedly to escape the pleasure, but since her two arms were bound and

I heard Dang Soran's breath stop with a huck.

I brought my chin to Dang Soran's shoulder and closely examined her expression.

She shook her body repeatedly to escape the pleasure, but since her two arms were bound and even her neck was caught by me, she couldn't escape.

At first, I stimulated it very slowly.

"Hah! Haa-ugh!! Heuh-ut...!"

Tick, tuck, the sensation of it rubbing against my hand and slipping off on its own was conveyed.

Slow pleasure has depth.

Stimulating quickly to make her climax immediately isn't a problem, but conversely, a quickly reached climax leaves no lingering imagery.

I wanted to bully her while establishing a solid foundation.

I wanted to drown her slowly in a broad and endless pleasure.

Dang Soran's throat constricted and relaxed to breathe, making the sound of mucous membranes quietly sticking and separating.

That was how much difficulty she was having just breathing.

She was barely managing to breathe, unable to make any other sounds.

Then I spun my finger in circles.

"Haa-aah... Heugh...!"

Only then did she spill out a trembling moan.

Dang Soran panted in incomprehensible pleasure.

She tilted her head back, leaning against my shoulder, and pushed herself as if she would dig into my neck.

I felt her desire to hold onto something. She couldn't control herself.

She kept tightening her thighs as if trying to run away.

This became a hindrance to me.

I whispered in her ear.

"Stop closing your legs."

"Heugh... Y-Young Master... P-Please...!"

I didn't have the patience to wait for her to follow my command, so I hooked her legs with my legs and opened them.

Even though she didn't want to, she ended up in a state with her legs wide open.

"Heugh... Uuup...!"

She seemed not to have dared to anticipate this moment today.

She wished for physical pleasure, but she didn't seem to expect it to be at this level and method.

It was inevitable.

Because until now, all the play between her and me was nothing more than mischief.

As if this was far off from her expectations.

As she shook her head, I became rougher again.

I moved my hand, which had been moving slowly and leisurely, faster.

Flick, flick, I rubbed my finger against her without mercy.

I gradually increased the speed more and more.

"I said tell me it feels good. I've been dealing with a pervert like you since dawn, can't you even express your gratitude?"

"Ah...! Ah-heuk! S-Stop...! Sto, heugh...!"

I drove her toward the climax. My breathing also became rougher.

I hugged Dang Soran, who was suffering from pleasure in my arms, crumpling her even more.

I have never loved her, but perhaps because I was swept up by the situation, I felt she was lovable for the first time.

"Heuk...!"

Suddenly, strength entered Dang Soran's entire soft body.

Her body began to stiffen rigidly.

Her breath stopped short again, and her body trembled.

Her eyes lost focus, and her eyelids shook mercilessly.

I knew she was facing the first climax of her life soon.

A woman as beautiful as Dang Soran was about to climax by my hand.

Pat!!

I took my hand off at that moment.

"..."

Even though I took my hand off, she remained stiff as if digesting the heightened pleasure.

Only after a bit of time passed did she vomit out rough breaths.

"Haa... Haaah!!"

I smiled.

Dang Soran, who couldn't climax, had a confused look in her eyes instead.

She, who was begging me to stop just a moment ago, couldn't understand the situation when I really stopped.

"Ah... Ah? Uh-ut, heugh...?"

Yet, she didn't dare question me.

She didn't ask why I stopped.

As if the remaining feminine dignity was stopping her from begging for something vulgar.

I smiled while feeling the womanly scent Dang Soran was emitting.

I said to her, who looked like she was going crazy from frustration.

"...It's just the beginning."

Chapter 207.1 - Chapter 207: Limit Line (6)

Chapter 207: Limit Line (6)

T/l Penny

Chapter 209:

Limit Line (6)

As I pressed the back of my hand against the innermost part, hot goosebumps ran up my arm.

That wasn't just my reaction.

I could feel the thrill and confusion flowing through Dang Soran's body intact.

It felt as if she had become a part of my own body.

Her cheeky mouth, which never stayed closed for a single moment, couldn't make a sound.

Her mouth was half-open, but no breath flowed out.

She couldn't breathe. As if choked up, she only blinked reflexively.

However, we hadn't even properly started yet.

There was still a single thin cloth covering her secret area, and my hand was merely resting on

Chapter 209:

Limit Line (6)

As I pressed the back of my hand against the innermost part, hot goosebumps ran up my arm.

That wasn't just my reaction.

I could feel the thrill and confusion flowing through Dang Soran's body intact.

It felt as if she had become a part of my own body.

Her cheeky mouth, which never stayed closed for a single moment, couldn't make a sound.

Her mouth was half-open, but no breath flowed out.

She couldn't breathe. As if choked up, she only blinked reflexively.

However, we hadn't even properly started yet.

There was still a single thin cloth covering her secret area, and my hand was merely resting on