“Can’t you spread your legs properly?”

Didn’t it occur to him that the problem wasn’t her, but his oversized p*nis that wouldn’t fit easily? The audacity of his complaint was almost laughable.

How much further could she stretch it?

“I’ve spread them as far as I can. They won’t go any further.”

“Then I’ll have to tear them.”

“P-please…!”

At the mention of tearing, Yul-hye’s face turned pale. With this man, she really believed that he could tear her p*ssy apart to make his way in.

“P-please don’t tear me…”

“Well, I suppose I have no choice. I can’t have the bed covered in blood.”

With a seeming air of generosity, he pulled out the p*nis that had just begun to press inside her.

As the tip withdrew, Yul-hye exhaled in relief. She had truly feared she would be torn apart, and even though only part of it had entered, the pain had been unbearable.

Then he spat into her hand.

Yul-hye looked at him, not understanding what he was doing.

He rubbed her entrance with his spit-wet hand.

“Ah…!”

As the man’s spit was smeared over her entrance with a wet, sticky sound, Yul-hye’s face flushed bright red, the heat spreading to her ears.

The man spat into his hand a few more times, applying it to her entrance, leaving it damp and slick.

Moments later, he pressed his thick finger against her entrance and pushed it in.

“Ahh!”

As the joint of his thick finger dug deep, Yul-hye screamed, her body instinctively arching in response.

But the man paid no attention to her painful reaction. He pushed his finger all the way in until it was completely buried and then began to move it, twisting and moving as if to widen it.

“Ah! Ahh! Ahhh!”

As if determined to stretch her further, the man added a second finger and pushed it in alongside the first.

A wet, squelching sound echoed as her lower body was forced open. The man’s thick fingers, two of them, moved mercilessly in and out of her now stretched, bright red entrance.

Yul-hye cried out, almost screaming, calling out to him as his fingers pulled them apart and thrust deep inside her with a wet thud.

She felt as if her lower body would tear apart or never close again. Why were his fingers so thick?

“This is still not enough. If you want to take my c*ck, you’ll have to be stretched much further than this.”

The Governor said, mocking her cries with a cruel grin.

Then, without hesitation, he inserted a third finger.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Yul-hye’s red, stretched flesh opened obscenely, swallowing all three of his thick fingers. Slick moisture glistened as it oozed from the dilated, bright red flesh beneath.

Each time his fingers moved in and out, her p*ssy made wet, squelching sounds that filled the room.

“What a defiant hole. But as soon as it’s touched, it opens up and swallows everything without hesitation.”

Despite his mocking words, his expression was one of pure amusement. He looked like someone trampling over pristine, untouched snow, enjoying the act of destroying something pure and unspoiled.

Someone who delights in crushing and conquering. Someone who delights in breaking and destroying as if it were a game.

Is this the reason why he is called the Butcher of Men? Because he slaughters and destroys without remorse?

Now it was her body that was destroyed.

With her legs spread wide open, Yul-hye could see for herself the humiliating state she was in.

Behind the man was a small mirror that reflected everything. Yul-hye could see her current state in vivid detail – the bright red entrance of her v*gina stretched wide, gripping the man’s thick fingers and splitting open with each thrust. She could even see her lower abdomen twitch and rise with each movement.

The slippery moisture running down her parted perineum only added to her humiliation, the glistening w*tness making her shame burn hotter.

“Ahh! Hah! Ughhhhh!”

The man who had been relentlessly thrusting his fingers into her suddenly began to rub her swollen n*pple. As he squeezed and rubbed her sensitive n*pple, Yul-hye’s body shook uncontrollably.

“Haaah! Aah! Ahhh! Aaahhh!”

Her back arched as she screamed, her voice raw and strained, echoing through the room.

The Governor’s fingers were still thrusting in and out of her, and along with the aching pressure that made her feel as if she might burst, an overwhelming feeling of pleasure surged through her lower body.

It was an indescribable, maddening pleasure that Yul-hye couldn’t understand. Each time his fingers plunged in with wet, crunching sounds, more slippery fluid gushed from inside her.

“Haaah! Aaah! Ahhh!”

She couldn’t believe the obscene moans coming from her lips. She had no idea what was happening to her lower body – it felt like it was melting, burning hot and completely disintegrating.

“Hnnngh! Ahhh! Ahhhhh!”

Her head, too, had long since gone fuzzy with heat, her thoughts scattered like flames consuming her mind.

Her head was filled with a searing haze that completely erased any thought of where she was or what was being done to her. All that remained was her melting, trembling body and lower half, shamelessly releasing clear fluids without pause.

The hand thrusting into her entrance and the one rubbing her swollen n*pple showed no sign of stopping. Her body, completely at their mercy, had already forgotten shame and embarrassment, trembling as if begging for more.

“If only your future husband could see this sight, to see his untouched bride writhing and soaking another man’s hand, what kind of expression do you think he’d make?”

Even his taunting words no longer had the power to humiliate her. She couldn’t quite process what he was saying. Her mind was clouded, her ears felt numb and her breath came in shallow, desperate gasps. 

But Yul-hye knew one thing for sure – this wasn’t the end. It wasn’t over yet. 

This wasn’t the end – it was only the beginning.

The moment Yul-hye realised this, a deep fear gripped her.

Would she live to see the morning?

At that moment, the man withdrew his hand and rose to his full height. His massive form cast a shadow over her trembling body.

Under the looming shadow, Yul-hye gasped for breath, her legs spreading weakly. The man grabbed her legs and forced them apart. Then, as if calming a restless beast, he ran his hand along his still-twitching p*nis.

“It should go in now.”

His words sounded to her like a declaration of intent to swallow her whole.

Yul-hye took a deep, shuddering breath.

And then it happened.

“Ahhhhhh!”