Leah knew what it was without looking.

It was a man’s p*nis.

Her body, which had accepted the demon’s p*nis countless times in her dreams, remembered it and trembled.

“Ah, no… Ah, no… no… Ah…!”

She screamed in fear, but the demon showed no hesitation as he entered her forcefully.

“Ahhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!”

The wild p*nis opened Leah’s entrance and squeaked inside.

“Hah! Ah! Aah!”

Leah’s body shook as the hard thing entered her, pulled out and then thrust back in.

The strange man’s p*nis throbbed inside her body.

“Hwaaang! Aah! Aah!”

Her head tried to escape, but her body shook and felt the pleasure of the hard weapon.

Leah writhed in dizzying pleasure as the hard p*nis penetrated her body.

The strange man’s p*nis moved in and out as he pleased between her spread legs.

A wet, squelching sound echoed as something damp trickled down from her perineum.

“Haeung! Ah! Hwaaah! Ah!”

The stranger’s hand gripped Leah’s thigh tightly, slapping her p*nis in harsh, repeated movements.

With a sack covering her head, Leah felt her breath grow shallow and suffocating. Overcome by an intense wave of euphoria, she screamed, unable to control herself.

“Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!”

At that moment, the p*nis that had been thrusting relentlessly into her body withdrew and something hot flew onto her lower abdomen.

Leah realised that the stranger had released himself on her stomach.

However, it wasn’t over yet.

“Eww…!”

The stranger who had released himself on Leah’s lower abdomen turned her body over.

The rope that had bound her wrists was released, freeing both her hands, but instead Leah’s face-down b*ttocks were spread apart, the man’s p*nis thrusting straight into her.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!”

Leah clutched desperately at anything within reach. When she realised it was her torn nun’s habit, she had no choice but to cling to it.

The stranger’s grip on her hips tightened and he thrust his c*ck upwards.

“Hmmm, ahhhhhhhh!”

Leah gasped, her hips shaking involuntarily. Although her hands were free and able to remove the sack covering her head, she found herself unable to do anything.

The pleasure of the p*nis coming from behind took her body completely captive, unable to resist at all.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Finally, the stranger released again. While the first had spilled onto her lower abdomen, the second was unleashed deep inside her, spreading a searing warmth through Leah’s core.

“Haa… haa… .”

As the stranger stepped away from her, Leah’s body collapsed helplessly to the floor. Completely drained and on the verge of unconsciousness, she barely registered the sound of footsteps fading into the distance.

The stranger was leaving.

“It hurts…” 

How much time had passed? 

It couldn’t have been long. 

With some strength returning to her trembling arms and legs, Leah managed to remove the sack from her head. Her dishevelled veil and tangled hair were the least of her worries. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she realised that she was completely alone in an unfamiliar, dark and deserted house. There was no sign of the stranger.

“What am I going to do…?”

Her clothes hung in tatters, barely covering her. Without a single piece of underwear to preserve her modesty, going outside was unthinkable. 

‘If anyone sees me like this, they’ll know exactly what happened to me…’

The horrifying thought sent a shiver down her spine.

If the truth of her ordeal came to light, she would be expelled from the convent. The life she had known, the refuge she had cherished, would be lost forever.

She would be expelled from the convent, and returning to her uncle’s house was out of the question. 

“Ah…”  

As she shifted her legs, a warm sensation startled her – the remnants of the stranger’s act oozing from her body and pooling on the floor. Leah’s face went pale as she felt the thick liquid slip away from her. 

The undeniable evidence of what had happened clung to her, leaving marks all over her body. 

“What am I going to do…?”

She whispered, her voice breaking. Overwhelmed with despair, tears streamed down her cheeks, her hopelessness consuming her. 

But then… 

“Leah? Are you here? Leah?” 

The familiar voice snapped her out of her thoughts. 

Startled, Leah scrambled to cover herself with the torn pieces of her clothing. Her heart raced as she recognised the voice – it was Zion. 

“Leah? Are you here?” 

Zion pushed open the creaking door and stepped inside. His eyes quickly found Leah, huddled in a corner, shivering and desperately trying to cover herself with the tattered remnants of her clothing. Without a moment’s hesitation, he rushed to her side. 

“Leah! What happened? What is all this…?” 

Zion, of all people, was the last person Leah wanted to see her like this. But as soon as their eyes met, the dam broke and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. 

“Sniff…! Sob, sob…!” 

Unable to hold back, Leah threw herself into Zion’s arms, releasing all the pain she had been holding in. She cried like a child, her sobs echoing through the empty room. 

Zion held her gently, his arms steady and comforting as a hand gently stroked her dishevelled hair. 

“It’s OK… it’s all right now… I’m here. Everything will be fine.”

His kind words and the warmth of his embrace allowed Leah to cry until the tears were gone. Finally she rested in the safety of his arms, her heart beginning to calm. 

Leah returned to the monastery late that night. 

After initially leaving her in the abandoned house to seek help, Zion returned under cover of darkness with a set of clothes. He carefully dressed Leah and discreetly escorted her back to the monastery, making sure no one saw them. 

Without Zion’s help, Leah knew she wouldn’t have been able to return unnoticed. 

Once inside, she avoided Adele’s room, where she was bedridden with a cold, and instead slipped quietly into Zion’s room. 

Under the cover of midnight darkness, Leah slipped unnoticed into Zion’s room. There she finally found a moment of solace, eating a bowl of warm soup that Zion had prepared and falling into a much-needed sleep. 

After hours of trembling in fear, worried that the stranger might return before Zion had come to her rescue, she was overcome with exhaustion. As soon as the soup was finished, Leah fell into a deep sleep. 

When she awoke, the faint light of dawn broke through the lingering darkness outside. She wanted to tell Zion everything that had happened, to relieve herself of the burden she was carrying. 

But Zion stopped her.

“Let’s talk about it later. Not now.”

He said quietly, his expression unreadable as he sent her back to her own room. 

As Leah left, she looked back at him, her heart heavy with uncertainty. A painful thought crept into her mind – what if Zion was disappointed in her? 

If he was truly disappointed in her lost purity, it would be unbearable. Leah would feel as if she had lost everything, including the one person who felt like family to her.