“Haah… haah……”

Heavy, wet panting filled the cramped cabin.

Even before penetration, fl*id was leaking freely from Woo-hee’s parted entrance.

Her insides burned and her hips throbbed with heat. Right now, Woo-hee’s body was like a ball of fire.

It had been burning up like this since early evening. It was a miracle she had endured it for several hours.

Grabbing the waist of the man on top of her, Woo-hee frantically rubbed her lower body against his. With each of the man’s movements, the irons bound around his ankles clanked with a metallic scrape.

The man’s hands were cold.

When his cold hands touched her heated skin, a dizzying shiver ran through Woo-hee.

“Ah……”

As she drew a ragged breath and parted her lips, his tongue slipped into her mouth.

The man he once was would never have kissed her. Woo-hee briefly thought this was absurd, but the scent of him soon swept the thought from her mind.

He kissed her fiercely, drawing her tongue against his as though he was unwilling to let go.

Their kiss became wet and breathless.

After claiming her mouth like a thirsty beast, he bit her chin and pressed his teeth against her neck.

Woo-hee knew he was as starved of affection as she was.

Neither of them was thinking clearly; they were starved of affection and physical closeness.

They were simply beasts, stripped of reason.

And beasts merely did what beasts did.

“Hurry… hurry……”

Woo-hee encouraged the man as he moved from her neck to her br*ast, biting and sucking her n*pple.

Spreading her legs wider, she looked down and saw him towering above her. His p*nis, already stiff and *rect, filled her vision beneath him.

“Just hurry up and f*ck me!”

In her burning urgency, Woo-hee snapped at him.

With her patience having run out, she clenched her fists and began to beat the man straddling her frantically on the thighs.

Through eyes filled with rage, Woo-hee took in the sight of the man wearing a dog collar. He was the man she hated most in the world.

Right now, this was mere l*st.

Just as one fills a starving stomach by eating three meals a day, this was simply a way to satisfy her desires. Since there were no other men around, she was simply using this one to fulfil them.

She didn’t want to attach any other meaning to it.

She didn’t want to attach even the slightest shred of another meaning.

“Hahk!”

Woo-hee panted for air.

The man rested his hands on her thighs, spreading her legs apart and shoving his p*nis into her right then and there.

Even without f*replay, her already lubricated passageway greedily engulfed his p*nis.

“Haahng! Hng! Ah!”

As the man’s p*nis tore through her clinging walls and penetrated her terrifyingly, Woo-hee’s breath hitched.

It was this feeling.

This exact feeling was what had driven her mad night after night, scratching at her own body.

“Hahk! Yes, y-you’re doing good. Harder, f*ck me harder. Harder… Hahk! Harder… harder…!”

Matching the man’s movements, Woo-hee shook her hips and screamed out.

She felt like she would go mad from the ecstasy whenever the man’s p*nis plunged deep inside her, pulled back out, and drove in once more.

“More…! Harder…! Faster… faster…!”

Screaming, Woo-hee yanked at the leash attached to the dog collar around the man’s neck.

Thump— thump—

The man’s body lurched forward as she pulled fiercely on the lead, but he quickly wrapped his arms around Woo-hee and lifted her up.

“Hahk!”

Woo-hee instantly shifted into a straddling position on top of him, shuddering violently as she did so.

The p*nis impaling her from below stabbed into her body, terrifying her.

Recalling the rabbit that had been killed by an arrow the previous afternoon, she shuddered again.

“Haahng! Ah! Ah, ah! Aaah!”

Woo-hee held the lead in one hand and wrapped the other around the man’s neck. She let out m*ans bordering on screams.

She could vividly feel the man’s thigh muscles twitching as he thr*st upwards from beneath her.

The ball of fire inside her felt so real that it caused her to sob.

It felt as if her lower half was about to rip open.

Yet even if it did, it wouldn’t matter.

She was already accustomed to the pain of tearing her entrance.

Having been treated like an animal for so long, she had grown accustomed to it.

She had been conditioned to it for so long that she could no longer distinguish between pain and pleasure.

One thing that could not be shaken off, no matter how hard one tried, was conditioning.

This l*st was also part of the conditioning.

She had lived as this man’s dog for far too long.

At one time, living as a dog had felt normal, and she had grown accustomed to her restraints and forgotten her desperate desire to escape.

She had lived that way for so long that she had completely forgotten the times when she had struggled desperately to run away. The concept of freedom was buried deep in her distant past.

“Hahk!”

The man’s s*men poured into Woo-hee, filling her lower belly.

Feeling every spasm of his *jaculation, Woo-hee lay face down with her back to him.

With her hips raised in the style of a dog in heat, she propped herself up with her hands as the s*men dripped down.

“Hahk! Hk!”

Grabbing her hips, the man thr*st his sh*ft right back into her hole, thoroughly soaked with s*men.

Every time the man drove his waist from behind, Woo-hee’s body was slammed forward.

Clank, clank.

The sound of the irons on the man’s ankles, his rough breathing, and the frantic groans spilling from her own lips merged into one, overwhelming Woo-hee’s ears.

At this very moment, it was impossible to tell who was the dog.

Whether this man was the dog or she was the dog, whether this man was her dog or she was this man’s dog—she had no idea.

Woo-hee turned her head slightly to look back at the man panting harshly behind her.

One of his eyes was gone.

She recognized the scar over his closed, empty eye.

She recognized the brand burned into his chest, too.

After all, she was the one who had taken his eye and branded him.

His tragedy had begun with her, just as hers had begun with him.

Neither of them could escape this horrific pit.

There was no way out of a pit that would end only in death. None at all.