At his words, I slowly lowered my head toward the red flesh. When I got close enough that it was almost touching my nose, a lewd smell wafted from its tip. It was sticky and salty, with a somewhat rancid odor. I remembered Rebecca moving with this thing in her mouth like it was delicious food. Suddenly, unbearable nausea surged up.

‘No. I don’t want to do this! Please just stop…!’

Really, I’d rather bite my tongue and die than do something like this. I wanted to jump up and run away immediately, but I still couldn’t move even a fingertip as I wanted. It felt like heavy lead weights were hanging all over my body. It seemed like ownership of my body had been transferred to the man. This really wasn’t right.

Even in the midst of all this, my body was faithfully carrying out his command, opening my mouth and about to put the red flesh inside. I tried to close my mouth and turn my head to somehow stop it, but instead of my mouth closing, only the sound of a beast’s cry leaked out.

“Ah… uh… ah…!”

“Oh, you’re going to resist? I’ve never had a human like this before – quite refreshing. Then I’ll make you cry and beg me to f*ck you.”

An ominous feeling spread. I was already struggling to death like this, so what more could he possibly do? 

The man who had been sitting stood up. He went behind me in my surprised confusion and pressed his body close to mine. His large hand that suddenly appeared grabbed both my br*asts. For a moment, my breath stopped.

‘What is… this… right now…!’

This was the first time in my life that a strange man had touched my br*asts. And I never imagined I would experience it in such a humiliating way. Normally I would have screamed or slapped him across the face, but I was so angry at this powerless reality where I couldn’t do that.

The hand that had been hovering over the surface of my clothes repeatedly squeezed my br*asts like crushing them, then released the pressure. My body, already sensitive to the extreme, heated up like crazy when my peaks were stimulated by his rough touch.

Even though I tried not to react, it wasn’t that easy. Sharp moans that I didn’t want to believe came from my mouth burst out.

“Unngh… ah… haah…”

“For someone who was acting like a virgin, your body doesn’t seem to be one.”

His voice carried an unknown pleasure. I couldn’t tell whether he was harassing me like this knowing I hated it, or if he was originally a shameless bastard who enjoyed this kind of thing. Either way, one thing was certain – it was the worst.

After confirming that my body was trembling, the man this time put his fingers inside my clothes. When his ice-cold hand suddenly grabbed my br*ast, my body stiffened at the cool temperature.

He concentrated on tormenting the sensitive flesh that stood er*ect. He would gently scratch with his hand, then pinch, then circle around my n*pples. The stimulation was incomparably more intense than when I touched myself, and I felt like I might go crazy.

“Hnngh… ahh…!”

His hands tormented and harassed my n*pples for a long time. My body, heated to its limit, could no longer endure and began to leak sticky fluids. My breathing became labored and my head turned pure white. My two legs that were supporting me trembled, and I wanted to collapse at any moment.

Fortunately, the man’s hands withdrew. Just when I was about to feel relieved that it was over, his large hand gently traveled down my body from top to bottom. Even though he was just brushing the surface of my clothes, the ice-cold temperature transmitted his movements directly. 

And the final destination he reached was inside my skirt.

When he stroked the inside of my thighs, that area was already thoroughly soaked with the fluid that had flowed out. The man deliberately showed me his moisture-laden hand and mocked me openly.

“Your lower half is drooling like this saying it wants to eat, while you act otherwise – it’s really hilarious.”

At his words that were not just shameful but humiliating, my earlobes felt like they were burning. I wanted to argue back that I wasn’t originally this kind of person, that he was the one who made my body like this, but even that wasn’t up to me.

All I could do was bite down hard and try to swallow the moans that were flowing out as much as possible.

“Hng… urk…!”

He tore away all the bothersome things that were inside my skirt. With the obstacles gone, it didn’t take long for his large hand to reach the small pearl that had been thoroughly abused all dawn. 

At his touch that seemed like it would touch but didn’t, goosebumps rose all over my body. Even though the man’s hand wasn’t directly touching, my lower area throbbed with heated anticipation.

Then suddenly he roughly spread the petals that had been wrapped up left and right, and crushed my cl*toris into a mess. At his rough touch, tremors shot through me all the way to my toes.

The man’s atrocities didn’t stop there. With his left hand, he began tormenting my sensitive n*pple by pinching it between his index and middle fingers, while with his other hand he roughly rubbed my cl*toris.

As time passed, his movements became increasingly passionate. It felt like my whole body was melting under the waves of pleasure that poured down like a storm.

My legs that had barely been holding me up lost their strength and had to collapse against the man, and the thread of reason I had been holding onto had long since flown away somewhere. And finally, the end of pleasure swept through like a storm.

“Hnnnngh…! Ahhhh…!”

I could no longer hold back the moans I had been suppressing and cried out like a beast. Then came the sound of an unbelievably explicit fountain.

Shhhhhh—

Like I had urinated, streams flowed down abundantly between my legs. Through my hazy consciousness, I felt like crying from sadness and frustration about why I had to endure something like this.

‘What did I do so wrong… that you’re doing this to me?’

When that thought occurred to me, the humiliating events of the day flashed through my mind.

My body that had heated up beyond control, the moment people found out my secret about m*sturbating, Ralph who mocked me with humiliating words, and even the fight with Emily – all of it swept through my head like it had happened in a single moment.

“Mmmm… ugh…”

Eventually, sobs leaked through my teeth. Even while I was pouring out tears, the man said nothing.

Rather, whether my behavior twisted his mood, he thrust his long fingers deep into the tender hole where no one had ever entered. And he stirred it up roughly.

Squelch, squelch.

Along with the sound of moisture splashing, my waist twitched unconsciously to match his movements.

“Ugh… unngh… ahh…!”

Even though I was clearly angry and in a desperate situation, my shameless body heated up once again. At my distorted face, the man showed a cold smile.

“Tell me, which is more genuine—your anguished tears or the way your hips move in rhythm with my fingers? Though, I suppose something like this, with you gushing so much, isn’t something that can be faked, right?”

Then suddenly, the finger that had been stirring inside me withdrew like a lie. The relief that settled as the invader who had been rummaging around like it was his own home disappeared was brief – he held out his two fingers that were dripping wet in front of me.

“Suck these deliciously like they’re my c*ck. Then I’ll stop tormenting you.”

Unlike my expression wrapped in despair, the man’s face was filled with superiority. From that look, I felt a silent pressure telling me to stop my useless resistance and obediently listen to him now.

Whether it was because I was suffering both physically and mentally, I thought that maybe his proposal might not be so bad.

‘If I really do what this person says, will he stop tormenting me now…? I can’t take any more either…’

Since both my body and mind had already become rags, my heart wavered like a candle flame at his words. Actually, I didn’t want to experience any more humiliation. I wanted to forget this reality and fall into peaceful sleep.

As I looked at the man’s fingers slowly approaching and hesitated, the faces of my siblings waiting for me came to mind one by one.

Our Lilian who smiled brightly saying I was her favorite person in the world, Maria who said she would become a wonderful adult later and let me live in luxury without lacking anything, Sheril who played pranks so severely that she made my heart burn black several times but always apologized by picking pretty wildflowers when she realized she was wrong, and even Frieda who, despite being only eight years old, made a fuss saying she needed to take care of her appearance from now to marry into a good noble family, and then I thought of Julia and Leo who were still like babies, and Andrea.

‘But if I give up like this… what will happen to my siblings?’

Even without me, the reliable Lilian would take good care of the younger ones. But one person sacrificing for the family was enough. I just wanted to help Lilian live as normally as anyone else, not put an inescapable terrible yoke on her.

‘At least until all my siblings grow up, I need to be there for them.’