Chapter 1

Ellia shouted angrily.

“Aren’t you going to untie this right now? What the hell are you doing?!”

When on earth did this happen?

When she woke up, she found herself tied to a pillar with only a thin slip on. On top of that, she felt an odd emptiness below—her underwear had been removed. Realizing this, Ellia flailed her legs before flinching and pulling them together. At that moment, two men looked at her and chuckled.

The two men, who looked like they had been cast from the same mold, were opposites: one was entirely pale, while the other was pitch black as if he had just climbed out of a tar pit. The pale man twirled a bundle of cloth on his finger. 

Damn it, those are my panties.

The man spun the panties around and then suddenly snatched them, burying his nose in them and inhaling deeply.

“Hmm, smells good. Should I put these back on you, Ellia?”

“I won’t say it again. Untie me right now!”

She growled fiercely, glaring with all her might. However, despite her threats, the two men merely shrugged playfully.

The black man approached and spread her closed knees wide apart. A cool breeze blew into the fluttering slip, tickling her sensitive areas strangely. Ellia shuddered her shoulders.

“Stop, I said stop, didn’t I?”

“We know what you want. Stop pretending.”

“No, ugh, stop it…!”

Fingers as hard as bronze lifted the hem and slid in slowly. They brushed against the plump wings of flesh, lazily scratching at the crevice. Her forcibly spread legs trembled.

“Lying doesn’t work on us, Ellie. We were created to satisfy you.”

“No, no….”

Squelch. With just a few touches, moisture began to seep out abundantly. The wetness coated his fingers, making them shine like black onyx. He put them into his mouth and sucked, smiling faintly. His silvery-gray eyes gleamed sharply.

“Excitement level is, hmm, about 7. You really like being forced, Ellia.”

Saying that, he unbuckled his pants and pulled out a heavy member. The dark, glossy member was unbelievably large, thick, and grotesque. The man held it and pressed it firmly against her lips.

“Come on, suck. I’ll thrust it down your throat. That’s what you want, isn’t it, Master?”

“Ha, no, no…!”

“Stop pretending. You’re dripping this much.”

The white man, with a giggling voice, knelt between her legs and took his place. The man, who seemed to be carved entirely from marble, held the center and shook it. His pure white p*nis began to glow red, starting from the tip.

Eventually, the member, which was turning red as if it would burst, dripped transparent liquid like saliva. The man spread Ellia’s legs wide and slowly shook his member up and down.

Drip, a few drops of thin liquid splashed onto the sensitive area. The liquid that touched below was sticky and slightly cold. The man shook his member vigorously against the v*lva as if shaking off urine. The liquid that fell like raindrops soaked the v*lva. Strangely, a tickling heat arose from the area touched by the cold liquid.

Surprised by that strange sensation, Ellia opened her mouth. As if waiting for her mouth to open, the thick tip quickly plunged inside. Thud! It went deep as if trying to shove it down her throat as he said.

“Ugh, mmph!”

“Ah, your mouth is too tight. Open your throat, Ellia.”

Grabbing her head, the man forcefully pushed his p*nis deeper. The thick tip touched her uvula, causing tears to stream down her face. Meanwhile, the pale man teased her drenched genitals with his glossy gl*ns, positioning the tip at her wet entrance before pressing his hips down.

Squelch, as it roughly spread and opened the narrow interior, the thick and massive thing slowly pushed in.

Rip. It felt like she was being torn apart. Ellia’s hips flinched and jerked as she flailed her limbs. Her wildly swinging foot hit the pale man’s thigh, and her elbow jabbed the black man’s stomach, but instead of being annoyed, they laughed as if enjoying it.

“Is it breaking you? You need to resist harder, Master.”

“Ugh, kuh, ugh!”

Thud. Finally, the p*nis was fully inserted, slamming into her deepest point. The explosive pleasure turned her vision white. Ellia, her jaw slack and tears streaming down her face, began to vaguely recall how she ended up in this situation.

So, it was about a month ago.

She let out a long sigh.

Ellia Blurton. 23 years old. A distinguished talent who graduated second from the country’s prestigious academy. That was her. Using her major in pharmacology, she opened a magic potion shop immediately after graduation, which was a good start.  

But for some reason, not a single customer came by.  

The sign hanging outside creaked in the wind. The sign, rusted as if it had been there for years though it had only been two months, clattered mockingly at her. 

Damn it.

‘Ellia’s Universal Potion Shop.’

The sign with her name emblazoned on it swung pitifully. On the large poster pasted on the shop window, the phrase ‘We can cure any illness. Everyone who is sick, come here!’ was boldly written. Despite the expensive sign, the shop was empty. No, even flies would come in and then leave.

Why on earth?

Ellia tore at her hair. She had boldly borrowed a large sum from the guild to open the shop. Despite having the excellent title of graduating second from the academy, no one was coming.

“Was it a mistake to use the word ‘elixir’? Or because I didn’t advertise the shop?”

No, none of that mattered. 

Filled with rage, Ellie slammed the counter hard.

“It’s all because of that damn shop!”

It was definitely because of the potion shop right in front of her! Unlike Ellia’s shop, where not a single customer could be seen, the opposite shop was so full of customers that a line extended outside. Their sign was twice as big, and the shop area was three times larger.

Ellia shed tears of blood, cursing the owner of the shop across the street again today. 

Damn girl! She hated and badmouthed me so much at the academy, and then she opened a shop right in front? She’s a girl with no business ethics! Just because her father is a major guild leader?

Well, yes, it probably does.

“Ah, I’m ruined. I’m completely ruined.”

She collapsed weakly onto the counter. Seeing her sobbing with strange cries, a customer who was about to enter the shop shook their head and walked away.

Eventually, Ellia sold only one ointment, two bandages, and one hair loss treatment until the sun set. Even this was better sales than usual.

She closed the shop door with a gloomy face and tidied up the counter. There wasn’t much to organize since it was no different from the day before. She was about to turn off the shop lights, sighing repeatedly.

“Ah!”

With a thud, Ellia lost her balance and staggered. Looking down in confusion, she saw a parcel that had been shoved into the corner of the shop rolled out, crumpled at her feet.  

Ah, this. Did I leave it here? 

Ellia sighed and picked up the parcel.

It was a parcel sent by a friend, a fellow academy mate. Merian Dilky. Universally acknowledged as the greatest genius of their time, but like many geniuses, she was eccentric, constantly pulling incomprehensible stunts until she narrowly graduated, barely avoiding expulsion.

Of course, Ellia was her only friend. The reason she was her friend? Just one reason. Because she was a pushover.

The gullible Ellie, out of curiosity, opened the parcel Merian had sent, only to gasp in shock and reseal it immediately.

The parcel Merian sent was none other than a gigantic d*ldo.  

It was so incredibly large, gigantic, and impressive that one might think it was made by cutting off a horse’s member. It was so intricately and finely crafted that it was hard to believe it was fake. With bulging veins, a slightly recessed urethra, and a somewhat soft texture.

Just seeing one was overwhelming, but there were two of them. One white and one jet black. Two. Such absurdity. The enclosed letter was even more astonishing.

‘Hello, Ellia. Is your shop still empty today? I’m sending you a gift to keep you company in your loneliness and boredom. You’ll definitely like it.  

P.S. Be sure to leave a review after using it.’  

Though it was written in an uncharacteristically gentle tone, it essentially meant she wanted her to be a test subject for her magical tool. Anyway, she still saw people as guinea pigs.