--CHAPTER 12 -----
“Is it because of me? It that why you are arranging Mali to marry?” Soysujung hitted him repeatedly on the chest. “She is protecting me so you want her to go so you can have your ways with me again, huh? Well, you don’t have to make her get her to go. I will do as you wish, you monster! I let you rape me!” Soysujung quickly undressed herself. She hugged her naked body to his. “Hurt me as much as you want and maybe it’ll make you happy.”
Her words strike him. Was he happy when he hurts her? It’s so confusing, it made him mad. Suriyathep held her by the shoulders to face him. “You want to make me happy then get on your knees.”
Soysujung dropped to her knee. “You want me to bow to your feet and beg you to make you happy.”
Suriyathep’s two hands grabbed her head and he brought her face level to his pelvis. He freed his penis from his tights and let it hang before her mouth. “Take it.”
Soysujung gave lifted her chin and took the length into her mouth. She choked, but Suriyathep pushed her to take more.
“Use your tongue.” Soysujung licked him until he started to drip. “Suck it!” She did, and she did everything he wanted afterwards. “That’s it, swallow it!”
Suriyathep dragged her up. “Climb on me.” He guided her to the bed and on top of him. She straddled him and wrapped around him. “Ride me.” Soysujung moved with all her strength, but it didn’t satisfy him and he moved below her too. “Faster!”
“I’m tired.” Soysujung cried.
“You orgasmed, but I didn’t.”
“I can’t continue.”
“You weakling!” Suriyathep shifted her underneath him, and he took her by such blinding force. “That’s how it’s done!”
“Please. It hurts!”
“Good. When you hurt, I’m happy!” He rode her until he came and she was unconscious. He lifted himself off her and hugged her fragile body. “I’m sorry.” Suriyathep was mad at himself. What did he just do? “I’m sorry that I can only hurt you like this to keep you.”
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Soysujung woke up the next nightfall. She quickly climbed off the bed and looked out the window to see Asoonmali crying as her escort forced her into her palanquin. Soysujung quickly dressed and ran out, but she was too late. She looked at Suriyathep.
“I did everything you wished. Why?”
“I didn’t promise you anything?”
Soysujung started beating him. “I HATE YOU!”
Suriyathep dragged her off from the public into the shadowy woods. “Can you let me explain?”
“NO!!!”
“Jung, listen to me--.”
“Never, you wife beater!”
“I’ve never hit you!”
“It’s no different! I dare you to!”
Suriyathep grabbed her dangerous close and shook her. “You like provoking me so much, right?”
Soysujung pat in his face. “Hit me then. Kill me already!”
Suriyathep lose his control and he brought up his hand to strike her, but the minute he put it up, he regretted it. Suriyathep was about to drop it when Soysujung came fainting in his arms.
“Jung?” His voice was alert and concern. “Jung, love?” He lifted her into his arms, and he felt his empty chest hurting.
“Is it because of me? It that why you are arranging Mali to marry?” Soysujung hitted him repeatedly on the chest. “She is protecting me so you want her to go so you can have your ways with me again, huh? Well, you don’t have to make her get her to go. I will do as you wish, you monster! I let you rape me!” Soysujung quickly undressed herself. She hugged her naked body to his. “Hurt me as much as you want and maybe it’ll make you happy.”
Her words strike him. Was he happy when he hurts her? It’s so confusing, it made him mad. Suriyathep held her by the shoulders to face him. “You want to make me happy then get on your knees.”
Soysujung dropped to her knee. “You want me to bow to your feet and beg you to make you happy.”
Suriyathep’s two hands grabbed her head and he brought her face level to his pelvis. He freed his penis from his tights and let it hang before her mouth. “Take it.”
Soysujung gave lifted her chin and took the length into her mouth. She choked, but Suriyathep pushed her to take more.
“Use your tongue.” Soysujung licked him until he started to drip. “Suck it!” She did, and she did everything he wanted afterwards. “That’s it, swallow it!”
Suriyathep dragged her up. “Climb on me.” He guided her to the bed and on top of him. She straddled him and wrapped around him. “Ride me.” Soysujung moved with all her strength, but it didn’t satisfy him and he moved below her too. “Faster!”
“I’m tired.” Soysujung cried.
“You orgasmed, but I didn’t.”
“I can’t continue.”
“You weakling!” Suriyathep shifted her underneath him, and he took her by such blinding force. “That’s how it’s done!”
“Please. It hurts!”
“Good. When you hurt, I’m happy!” He rode her until he came and she was unconscious. He lifted himself off her and hugged her fragile body. “I’m sorry.” Suriyathep was mad at himself. What did he just do? “I’m sorry that I can only hurt you like this to keep you.”
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Soysujung woke up the next nightfall. She quickly climbed off the bed and looked out the window to see Asoonmali crying as her escort forced her into her palanquin. Soysujung quickly dressed and ran out, but she was too late. She looked at Suriyathep.
“I did everything you wished. Why?”
“I didn’t promise you anything?”
Soysujung started beating him. “I HATE YOU!”
Suriyathep dragged her off from the public into the shadowy woods. “Can you let me explain?”
“NO!!!”
“Jung, listen to me--.”
“Never, you wife beater!”
“I’ve never hit you!”
“It’s no different! I dare you to!”
Suriyathep grabbed her dangerous close and shook her. “You like provoking me so much, right?”
Soysujung pat in his face. “Hit me then. Kill me already!”
Suriyathep lose his control and he brought up his hand to strike her, but the minute he put it up, he regretted it. Suriyathep was about to drop it when Soysujung came fainting in his arms.
“Jung?” His voice was alert and concern. “Jung, love?” He lifted her into his arms, and he felt his empty chest hurting.
More sex???... This is probably the first ff i've read sooo far with this much :r-scene-pop-corn: in it...