Chapter 210

T/J Penny

Chapter 210

Limit Line (7)

I felt a thrill as I watched the confusion beginning to fill Dang Se-eun's eyes.

Her waist trembled within my embrace.

It seemed she was struggling just to process the heightened pleasure.

She still seemed unable to understand why I had suddenly stopped.

A face completely filled with confusion, wondering if I had taken my hand off by chance or if it was a mistake.

I intended to tell her the answer slowly.

As her body, which had been taut with tension at the edge of the climax, softened again, I moved my hand.

"Heugh-ooh!"

The moment I touched that hot crevice again, her pleasure seemed to escalate instantly.

Feeling her body stiffen, I thought.

Ah, that was too fast.

Pat.

I took my hand off again.

"Ugh... Heuk...?"

As I removed my hand once more, a question flowed out from between Dang Se-eun's clenched small teeth.

Blinking eyes, open mouth, pupils full of chaos.

Perhaps her mind had gone completely white, she still couldn't grasp the situation.

I didn't explain.

Instead, I rustled her so she couldn't make any excuses or get annoyed.

"You're doing well, Se-eun ah. Shall we continue?"

"Haa... Uuugh... To...oing, M-master..."

Her tongue must have stiffened, her pronunciation was slurring. I sneered at her unintended act of cuteness.

This crazy bitch. I don't know how far she intends to provoke a person.

As my lower body became more painful, my sadism toward her also intensified.

The thought of going easy on her disappeared.

I moved my hand again.

Slide...

"Haaang!!"

Perhaps this stimulation was rough, as Dang Se-eun twisted her whole body in my arms.

Her waist arched and her shoulders twisted.

Her head was thrown back completely, leaning against me.

I could feel the force trying to close her legs.

I also put strength into my legs to prevent her from doing so.

"Be quiet. Do you intend to let the entire Dang clan household know? Everyone will hear your vulgar voice."

"Heuk! Haa ngh!"

However, despite my advice, Dang Se-eun couldn't hold back her moans.

She spilled out her voice as if she had lost her reason.

She seemed to have no room to endure.

I could understand. The erogenous zone was being stimulated for the first time, and the intensity was this high.

Honestly, wouldn't even a woman who has soothed her own body struggle under this torture?

"Hi-euk! H-ii-it!"

Dang Se-eun's pelvis twitched as if trying to avoid my finger.

But since she was firmly held by me, her struggle was easily suppressed.

She tried to pull her pelvis back, but since I was sitting behind her, her effort turned into a vulgar trembling.

"Why are you shaking your waist so much? Do you want me to do more?"

"A-Ah, heang! N-o... No...!"

"What do you mean no. Stay still."

"Haaaang!"

If I was bullying her with my fingers, Dang Se-eun was bullying me with her gestures, expressions, eyes, and moans.

It couldn't be more arousing than this.

As if asking for mercy, I covered her mouth with my free hand.

"Euuph! Uuungh!!"

Unable to scream to her heart's content, Dang Se-eun's frustration seemed to double.

Rather, as I blocked her mouth, her moans grew louder.

It was an attitude of being unable to endure anymore.

Her saliva and soft lips rubbed all over my palm.

Occasionally, her hot tongue, having lost its mind, licked me.

Even though it was my palm, it felt insanely good.

The hot heat and slipperiness of her tongue stimulated my imagination.

Here, if...

...

I gritted my teeth and shook off the thought.

No matter what, I couldn't bring myself to put my thing in her mouth.

I exhaled a rough breath and moved my fingers more.

A certain frustration and irritation rushed in momentarily.

Why is it only good for you?

Why am I still suffering?

As that frustration grew, my touch became rougher.

"Heuk! Ugh!"

Dang Se-eun's body stiffened rigidly again with a short moan.

Pat!

I took my hand off without hesitation.

Her eyes, which were about to roll back, returned immediately as the stimulation disappeared.

I removed my hand so she could breathe. Saliva stretched dirtily from my palm.

I clicked my tongue and wet her face with my wet hand.

I did as swiped by the desire to dirty her further.

The surprising thing was that she became even more beautiful after getting wet.

"Haa... Ugh..."

Her body went limp again. Perhaps because it was exhausting, her lower body was completely loose.

I don't know if this was her sweat or other fluids.

The only certainty was that she was soaking my pants.

As her sanity returned, she finally seemed to understand what I was doing.

"Young... Master... Young... Heugh..."

"Quiet."

Dang Se-eun sucked the saliva on her lips as if to tidy up her messily wet self, then begged in a barely audible voice.

"...P...lease... Please..."

"...Please what?"

"...Heugh... P...lease..."

"So, what?"

"...Ugh!"

She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.

Even she couldn't cross that final line.

She is new to sexual things. Perhaps she doesn't even know how to relieve this frustration yet.

Maybe that's why she's begging me. To please end this torture.

However, I had no intention of doing so.

"If you were going to regret it, you shouldn't have provoked me."

"...Heugh... Uugh..."

"Did you think it would be okay to feed me an aphrodisiac as you pleased? Did you think I would just let it slide?"

I was speaking as if I was someone higher than her before I knew it.

I was defining her as beneath me before I knew it.

However, I wasn't the only one accepting this.

Dang Se-eun added as if she knew her place from the beginning.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

At her apology, I closed my eyes and bit my tongue.

It was hard to digest this crazy pleasure.

The pleasure that comes when breaking that cheeky bitch.

A heat is certainly arousing, but perhaps this is also the charm of a brat.

When that detestable Dang Se-eun apologized while sobbing, it was hard to keep my wits about me.

Slide!

I pushed her in again instead of answering.

"Haaaang!!"

This time, she collapsed as if melting.

I touched her nubile mass delicately and weakly than ever before.

Perhaps because her body had been stimulated to the limit, that alone was enough.

She spilled moans and twisted her body again.

Was the stimulation too weak? Rather, now Dang Se-eun's waist sought me out.

"What are you doing? Your waist is lifting, Se-eun ah! Where did you learn this vulgar behavior?"

While I was asking 'Your waist is lifting', Dang Se-eun must have felt her own disgraceful behavior and hurriedly pulled her pelvis back.

But I saw it, and she saw it too.

The moment she lifted her waist seeking my finger.

Dang Se-eun was even shedding tears now.

Pitiful torture, shame, and embarrassment were all mixed together, preventing her from regaining her senses.

"Ah ugh... It's not... It's not... I'm not like this... It... Because of Young Master... Haa ngh!!"

Press. Press. Press.

I pressed and released. Pressed and released again.

Every time I did, Dang Se-eun flinched as if her pressure points were being pressed.

"Shut your mouth. Don't order me."

Then Dang Se-eun opened her eyes wide as if startled.

She shook her head violently.

"He ugh! N-no! I-I! Young Master?! P-Please...! N... W-Wait! Ur... Ur...!"

"Ur, what?"

"Ur... Urine...!"

Even this is a precursor to the climax.

I took my hand off.

Ugh!

Then, Dang Se-eun's expression, having failed to reach climax this time as well, darkened instantly.

"I did as you asked. Try saying thank you."

"...Ha ugh... Haa u..."

She stiffened with a disheveled, yet frustrated expression. She didn't express gratitude.

I understood, she was tortured again, so how could she say thank you?

Rather, if she had said thank you, I would have bullied her more. She was quite quick-witted.

I took a deep breath and exhaled.

"The smell of a bitch is vibrating."

"Heugh... Uaa..."

"Se-eun ah, you smell it too."

"I don't know... I don't know..."

Dang Se-eun's ears and cheeks were redder than ever.

Her attitude was that the scent she emitted couldn't be more shameful.

A smile flowed out from deep within my chest.

Dang Se-eun's eyes, full of dissatisfaction, examined my smile in detail.

Looking at her, I said.

"...What should I do? My frustration isn't going away."

Honestly, even I didn't know what words she had to say for me to forgive her.

Just a quiet frustration that wouldn't go away no matter what Dang Se-eun did was settled deep in my chest.

No matter how cute she acted, no matter how disheveled she looked, the irritation settled inside me wasn't breaking down.

I just thought.

If I keep bullying her as if venting my anger, wouldn't this also be resolved?

So I intended to play with her until my mind was at ease.

Pat!

Stopping again when Dang Se-eun's mouth opened.

Pat!

Stopping again when her waist lifted.

Pat!

Stopping again when her toes curled.

"He ah... Haa ngh... Heugh..."

She was gradually getting exhausted as if her stamina was being drained every moment.

I could feel her reason breaking down.

Suddenly, an unbearable desire surges.

Is it because I covered her mouth with my hand?

I knew that the inside was hot and moist.

My reason snapped, and I tried to pull her up to stand...

Knock knock knock.

At that moment, someone visited the quarters.

"...Huh?"

My blood ran cold.

This visitor was not someone I had called.

Dang Se-eun was going crazy from the stimulation when she suddenly heard a sound.

Knock knock knock.

Was this sound a dream, or an auditory hallucination, or reality?

Her clouded reason couldn't think well.

She only realized that the sound was real after Han Seo-jin stood up.

Dang Se-eun let out a hollow laugh.

Ah. Again?

She thought it was finally ending this time, but apparently not.

Han Seo-jin was terribly scary today.

They say people only come to their senses after suffering, and Dang Se-eun, who grew up sheltered, gained her first realization only today.

There are people in this world who should not be crossed.

How angry must he have been to act extreme to get attention at this time...

...But conversely, she didn't know any other way to draw his attention.

Only this could Dang Se-eun slowly understand.

That the only person Han Seo-jin truly held in his heart right now was Cheong-wol.

Even now, she was in this situation by using his lust, if not for that... he wouldn't have even looked at her.

With Cheong-wol, his heart seemed connected, but with her, it seemed like he was venting his anger because he was mad.

That was why he became depressed even in this ecstatic time.

Alas, the guilt of forcibly using him finally found her.

She could understand Han Seo-jin's anger now too.

Why he bullied her so persistently. Why he bought a guest room today... Why he doesn't forgive her. Why he keeps bullying her.

She felt that even if she offered her most secret part to him, nothing much had changed.

Because in the end, the only controlled him using his desire, it wasn't like their hearts were connected like with Cheong-wol.

Han Seo-jin looked at her limp form... and sighed deeply.

Then he took a small knife out of his chest again.

Dang Se-eun's thoughts returned the moment she saw that knife.

While she was reflecting, the fear inside her asked.

...Really the end? Just like this again?

Her body throbbed numbly, and frustration was blocking her windpipe.

A certain pleasure she had seen multiple times but failed to reach in the end shimmered before her eyes.

"Turn around."

Han Seo-jin commanded as if to cut the ropes.

Even knowing she shouldn't disobey him, Dang Se-eun couldn't move.

...This rope is the last one. There is no more. If it's cut, there is no more.

It was so difficult right now, but how much effort had she put in to reach this situation?

She used lust, but she shouldn't miss this opportunity that wouldn't come twice!

If it ends without seeing the conclusion... how long will those nightmare-like nights continue?

When she came to, Dang Se-eun was already shaking her head violently.

As she turned left, she really didn't listen to him terribly well.

"The rop..."

"The rope."

The moment Han Seo-jin said something, Dang Se-eun cut him off, risking rudeness.

She didn't know about anything else, but not now. It can't end like this.

If it ends like this now, she will definitely go crazy before tomorrow passes.

"...Just cut the rope."

In her desperation, she bluffed.

Knock knock knock knock.

No matter how much the sound of knocking came, it couldn't drag Dang Se-eun back to reality.

She knows she is acting crazy. But she didn't know anything other than this.

"...What?"

Then, conversely, Han Seo-jin seemed flustered for the first time.

"What do you mean? I said a guest is here!"

Her reason almost returned at that expression, but in the end, the only person she had to be mindful of was Han Seo-jin.

The rest of the people didn't matter.

Who in this Tang clan would dare raise a flag of rebellion against her?

Her sincerity, which she had always hidden, popped out abruptly.

In fact, she had no reason to be mindful of anyone.

She had just been maintaining etiquette all this time.

The true Dang Se-eun was this wayward.

No matter who was outside that door, she had no intention of allowing them to interrupt her time with Han Seo-jin.

"...Hng nw."

"...Se-eun ah, right now..."

"Please, I beg you. Please lift me up, Young Master."

Dang Se-eun was still panting. Her breathing didn't return.

Her legs lost strength and were trembling. She knew she couldn't go downstairs on her own anyway.

It felt like her body was on a heated griddle.

Honestly, she was on the verge of going crazy wanting to continue the play with Han Seo-jin right now.

It didn't matter if it was Han Seo-jin's scheme or a guest who came by chance.

Her nerves weren't focused on that.

Han Seo-jin quietly lifted Dang Se-eun.

"...Please go down."

"Are you in your right min..."

"Y-yes, I'm int in my right mind. So hurry."

Her eyes shone dangerously.

Dang Se-eun could see Han Seo-jin swallowing slightly.

Seeing his slightly weakening appearance, her compulsion loosened and suddenly such a thought occurred.

...Right. Actually, Han Seo-jin hasn't trained in martial arts.

If he's only going to embrace Cheong-wol.

If he won't look at me.

...Then just forcibly...

"...Ugh."

No, she can't.

The moment she takes him by force, his heart will fly away completely.

Han Seo-jin is the one who said he hates martial artists the most. Dang Se-eun had absolutely no intention of emphasizing that she was a martial artist.

She wanted to be embraced not as a relationship between a martial artist and a civilian, but as owner and possession.

Dang Se-eun leaned her head on Han Seo-jin's neck as if hiding the wrong heart that just bloomed.

It was her own way of acting cute.

She still seemed to have an intention to soothe her body which was hot enough to drive her crazy.

Han Seo-jin carried her to the first floor.

"...Please put me down in front of the door."

"Se-eun ah, right now you're tied with ropes..."

"I know, you know!"

Han Seo-jin put Dang Se-eun down in front of the door.

Dang Se-eun somehow put strength into her trembling legs and stood up.

Han Seo-jin was sending bewildered looks as if he didn't know she would be like this... but Dang Se-eun ignored him.

She opened the door using her head instead of her bound arms.

Checking with her minimal reason, the existence standing beyond the door was not Father, or an Elder, or Ji-an.

It wasn't their aura.

Rattle!

Beyond the door, surprisingly, there was no one.

Dang Se-eun blinked weakly.

"...N-nuna?"