The Revenge Kidnapping Drama's Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 89
The humiliating feeling of her dignity being destroyed, mixed with maddening excitement, and the electrifying pleasure as if being driven to a cliff’s edge. All of it was a chaotic mess, making her feel like dying from the torment and shame yet arousal and pleasure.
She crawled on her palms while sobbing loudly. It was an instinctive action driven by the desire to escape the overwhelming stimulation. Though she managed to completely leave the sofa while being frantically driven into, Rezus also came down to the floor and followed her escape, making it pointless. Only her legs’ position changed from sofa to floor, but the position of being taken while prone like a dog remained the same, and the stimulation became even more intense.
Unable to endure that bizarre position and his driving force, her arms finally gave out. Wobbling, her upper body tilted further down and one cheek pressed into the soft rug. Her bottom rose even higher. As she tried to quickly brace the floor again to raise her upper body, at that moment a large hand firmly pressed down on the back of her head.
“Ah, hnng, please, hih, uh, uhng, stop, ahng!”
Thump-thump-thump-thump, the speed increased. Her disheveled hair swung wildly scratching her face, while the man’s t*******s violently slapped against her bottom from behind. Perhaps because her face was pressed to the floor while her cheeks and bottom were continuously struck, it felt just like being punished. She tried to lower her highly raised bottom thinking to lie completely flat, but he wouldn’t allow even that. He gripped her hips tight enough to leave red handprints and thrust his hips even more powerfully.
“Aahn, hik, huahng, ah, ah!”
All kinds of fluids splattered everywhere from their joining. She shuddered feeling the slick liquid, whether it was s***n or love juice, thoroughly soaking her bottom and dripping thickly down her thighs. Her face and knees scraped against the soft rug from his unbridled thrusting, and through tear-blurred vision she saw the men’s feet. Seeing those feet reminded her once again that multiple people were watching her in this state. She sobbed while clutching the rug as though to tear it.
At that moment the man pulled his hips back fully then plop―! dug into the base while pressing her pleasure point.
“…!”
For an instant her vision went black then sparked with light. Her inner walls tightly gripped his member as if to make it burst then released it, gushing out copious fluids. Following that, a sharp pleasure struck like lightning down her spine. While she could only stare with wide eyes forgetting even to breathe, thump, thump―! his member stirred up her burning inner flesh even more violently.
“…Ah! Uhng, huuk…!”
Her lower back trembled. Her breath choked as violent stimulation repeatedly penetrated her body during her climax. The air that had filled her lungs enough to make her chest swell escaped her mouth in gasps.
Hik, I feel like I’m dying… Psyche crawled on trembling knees, not knowing where she was heading. With all strength drained from her body and him firmly holding her hips while violently thrusting, it was less like crawling and more like squirming in place. Suddenly, a tsk sound came from behind.
“Why are you running away. Huu, how inconvenient.”
The grip on her hips loosened and swoosh, her body turned. Perhaps due to her view suddenly changing from floor to ceiling, dizziness struck and the bright ceiling light stung her eyes.
“Ahuu…”
Just as she barely raised her hand to shield her eyes while frowning, her body began shaking again. She stared vacantly with half-lidded eyes, panting. Until just now the excessive pleasure had been painful, but now her senses felt dulled and numb. Through listlessly swaying fingers that moved with each thrust, she could see Rezus and the men standing around. Her vision was too blurry to see their expressions. Perhaps because she was looking up while lying on the floor, Arje’s men looked even more enormous than usual.
Like being surrounded by ancient trees…
That was her last thought before consciousness faded. Psyche closed her eyes feeling strength completely leave her body.
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When she regained consciousness, she was lying naked on the sofa rather than in the room, with messy traces of their intimacy remaining all over her body. She could only think they had carelessly left her unconscious body on the sofa.
‘From now on, they plan to humiliate me even more.’
While the male leads probably thought she was greatly affected by this incident, she actually wasn’t very shocked. The novel had featured far worse things, and she had already prepared herself for all such situations. She was grateful just to have avoided getting her limbs broken.
‘Besides… unlike the original work, I didn’t have to watch Ruon being tortured.’
The original female lead had to watch all of Ruon’s torture scenes. In contrast, while she might have heard the sounds, she received no visual information.
‘It seems they deliberately darkened the screen so I couldn’t see… I wonder why?’
Perhaps her twisted expression of shock when first seeing Ruon’s broken state in the photo had left an impression on Rezus. Though she wasn’t sure of the exact reason, what was certain was that things were going better than in the original work. While their recent intimacy had been humiliating beyond shame, it was also pleasurable enough that she could brush it off.
‘I prefer it this way.’
Hilale
She still thinks she lives in the book . When will she remember