If You're Being Held Hostage, Wiggle the Carrot! - Chapter 4
“Guardian, this seems as far as I can go…” Ruby muttered as she munched on the withered leaves of her cherished carrot. After tirelessly crossing several mountains with just one carrot in her bag, she arrived at a place covered in pristine white snow.
Ruby cried as she picked at the wilted, tasteless leaves. “Why can’t I see you anymore?”
The guardian spirit, who had intermittently appeared to guide her until she reached this point, was now nowhere to be found.
She had no idea where to go to find the Black Wolves, and with a growling stomach, she could muster no more strength. To make matters worse, the sun was setting fast. The inky darkness of the mountains was cold and frightening.
She didn’t know what might jump out at her, so she dug a little bit into the frozen ground with her bare hands, just in case. Once she’d made a tunnel, she’d slip into her true form and rest.
However, exhausted from her relentless running and nearing her limit, she found herself almost sprawled out while digging the ground.
Just then, she heard a voice from the bottom of the mountain.
“Damn!”
Despite her dazed state, her rabbit ears perked up above her head and she dropped flat on her stomach. The rumbling of the ground told her something was running. Hiding in the darkness beneath the trees, she muffled a gasp, praying to herself that it would just pass.
Thud.
Ruby squeezed her eyes shut as she realized whatever it was rapidly getting closer. Just as she did, an intense pain surged through her back.
“Cough…”
Without even realizing it, she let out a final, agonized moan and passed out.
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“Damn!”
With running skills that were said to be unrivaled on the continent, he quickly fled into the back mountains to escape the nightly harassment. It was a dark mountain path with no moonlight, and in his panic, he didn’t see an obstacle and accidentally stepped on something soft and squishy.
“Ouch!”
For a moment, he lost his balance, but thanks to his agility and quickness, he managed to land unharmed, only to be caught by his tormentors.
“Get lost, don’t come near me!”
Although he couldn’t see them, he keenly felt a cold touch slipping into his disheveled pants. Terrified, he struggled to get away, but there was nothing he could do to stop what he could neither see nor catch.
As he writhed on the ground, he saw that his c*ck had sprung free and was standing e***t. His engorged p*nis bobbed up and down, pulsating as if someone were shaking it up and down. The thick, red s***t was covered and uncovered by the foreskin. Ivan, witnessing this bizarre and unprecedented sight, wanted to faint on the spot.
However, he couldn’t afford to pass out carelessly, especially when his most sensitive area was being touched. He couldn’t predict what might happen afterward. Groaning, he made every effort to escape.
“Ugh. Damn, you… ugh… Disgusting.”
His sharp eyes had turned red long ago, and the silver irises were moist with tears. The teardrops at the corners of his fiercely raised eyes looked as if they were hanging on by a thread.
“Hmph. S**t…”
Despite his will, his breathing became ragged and his lower stomach heaved in and out. Involuntarily, his p*nis moved back and forth, and pre-c*m oozed out with each motion. Fearing that he was about to lose his v*rginity to an invisible being, Ivan gritted his teeth and tried to get up. He knew that no matter where he ran, he would be relentlessly pursued, but he couldn’t stand idly by.
