Chapter 51

Dang Ran-yeong said with a pleasant smile.

"Of course, it's the human who dies if they swallow a Venomous Horned Serpent..."

Rin-rin, who had been rubbing its head against Cheong-ra's mouth, glared at Dang Ran-yeong as if displeased. Then, like a bee, it shot its head forward and bit the back of his hand several times viciously. Cheong-ra flinched, but Dang Ran-yeong, who had been bitten by the venomous snake, didn't even blink and boldly stroked the young spirit beast's head.

"If you're bitten by a Venomous Horned Serpent... don't you die?"

Strangely unable to move his body well, Cheong-ra asked with difficulty. Is this how the body feels in the process of dying? While harboring such doubts, he carefully surveyed his surroundings with his eyes. At first, he thought he was lying on a bed, but that wasn't the case. He had mistaken it for a small room because it was quite spacious, but now he realized he was being transported in a moving carriage.

"No, maybe because it's a spirit beast, it can use various types of venom. Of course, whether it's paralytic venom, hemolytic venom, or acidic venom, you only find out after being bitten."

The snake, which had been continuously biting Dang Ran-yeong before giving up, moved sluggishly. Cheong-ra flinched in surprise at the long, cool sensation crawling into his collar. However, his body still wouldn't obey him properly. As Dang Ran-yeong had said, it seemed Rin-rin had used paralytic venom on him, and the venom's effects still lingered.

He considered asking Dang Ran-yeong for an antidote but gave up. It was questionable whether there was an antidote for the Venomous Horned Serpent's venom, and even if there was, it didn't seem likely that the other would readily use it. Instead of doing that, he was now touching Cheong-ra's vital points as he pleased, saying with a regretful expression:

"The bruises on your neck have faded a lot."

Cheong-ra, who didn't find this situation particularly pleasant, groaned and struggled to move his body. He also felt slightly nauseous due to the carriage's jolting.

"Get... away."

"Get away? What?"

The hand that had been caressing his neck, which was paralyzed and unable to move, suddenly gripped his Adam's apple. Though it seemed to be just a light grip, it immediately choked off his breath and blood rushed to his head. Although it was a playful movement that wouldn't even leave a mark compared to last time, it was overwhelming in his paralyzed state.

"You want me to remove Rin-rin?"

The hand that had been strangling his neck delved into his upper garment and grabbed one side of his chest. A painful groan involuntarily escaped as he gripped the flat chest of a man, not a woman. Moreover, it wasn't even kneading, but felt like he was completely squeezing and trying to tear it off.

"Ah, ugh! Let, ah!"

"Doesn't seem to be in the chest. Let's see further down..."

His sides and thighs were painfully pinched as if the flesh was being torn off in succession. A pain arose as if he was being torn apart alive by a wild beast. It was said that martial artists who had trained their grip strength to the extreme could tear off bare skin with their fingers, and Dang Ran-yeong's grip strength seemed fully capable of that.

"Ugh, don't, let... go..."

In pain to the point of tears welling up, Cheong-ra barely managed to squeeze out some strength and struggled. However, even in normal circumstances he was a formidable and difficult opponent, so with a paralyzed body, he could only squirm. As if finding it amusing, Dang Ran-yeong climbed on top of Cheong-ra's body.

"Huk..."

He was already a martial artist born with a naturally solid and large frame, trained to the extreme. As the muscular body applied its weight without any mercy, it became difficult to breathe. He was even worried about Rin-rin hiding somewhere in his collar.

Dang Ran-yeong looked at the weak hand that was barely pushing against his chest as the paralysis wore off, and smirked. Feeling both scared and anxious, Cheong-ra glared at him with all his might.

"I said get off!"

"What will Young Master Baek Ri do if I don't get off?"

After openly mocking him, Dang Ran-yeong grabbed his chest again. The flesh bulged between his fingers. As he gripped cruelly and painfully as if tearing at it like before, Cheong-ra's face flushed red with pain and shame. Gritting his teeth and barely suppressing a moan, Dang Ran-yeong's teasing continued.

"You're staying still because you like this, right?"

"...Aagh!"

Just as he thought he was lewdly kneading his chest, his nipple, which he hadn't been paying any attention to, was pinched. Cheong-ra twisted his body in surprise and shock.

"What, what are you..."

"It's a shame your nipples are on the small side."

He had never paid attention to his nipples in his life. That was because he was a man. Unlike women, it was a part he would never use in his lifetime. Of course, he didn't know it would hurt this much when pinched.

"Shall I make them bigger?"

Cheong-ra's eyes, which had been enduring the pain, widened. Make them bigger? As Dang Ran-yeong applied more force with his index finger and thumb, the pain increased and his nipple was pitifully flattened. Cheong-ra struggled and tried to escape.

"No, no!"

"If I keep pinching them, they'll grow so big they'll stick out even through your clothes."

Cheong-ra had never heard such a horrifying thing in his life. He'd rather be whipped and strangled. He'd rather lick Dang Ran-yeong's shoes like Neung Jeong-dong! The thought of going around like that in front of others made him see black, and he desperately pushed Dang Ran-yeong away. As the paralysis had worn off considerably, he was able to resist properly this time.

He turned his body, which had been lying straight, and got on all fours, barely managing to put strength into his trembling limbs. However, as Cheong-ra tried to lunge forward, Dang Ran-yeong pinned him down from behind. Avoiding the arm trying to pin him down, he grabbed his wrist and pressed it down, using the difference in their size to pounce on him.

"Let this go! I said let go!"

Although he screamed and pushed back, he was quickly subdued. With a low laugh, Dang Ran-yeong embraced him tightly, leaving him unable to move. While lying face down, his nipple was painfully pinched again. It hurt so much as it was pressed and twisted between the fingers that he thought it might fall off.

"Ah, stop! Please... Dang Ran-yeong..."

After struggling continuously and realizing it was futile, Cheong-ra finally sobbed and pleaded. And at the same time, he flinched. As he was suffering and begging, he felt something heavy touch his buttocks. Could this be... what I'm thinking of... Getting excited while pinching a man's nipples, isn't he just as much of a pervert as myself?

"Stop?"

As Dang Ran-yeong asked while pressing his nipple more painfully, Cheong-ra quickly nodded. It hurt so much that moans like "Huk, uuugh" escaped. At this, the weight pushing against his buttocks became even firmer.

Only after some more time passed did Dang Ran-yeong finally release his fingers that had been tormenting his nipple. His chest throbbed unbearably. As he worried whether they had grown as Dang Ran-yeong had said, something touched his lips. It was the fingers that had been tormenting him just moments ago.

"Suck them, diligently."

Afraid of being pinched again, Cheong-ra quickly took the two fingers in his mouth. After doing so, shame belatedly washed over him and he hesitated, but the fingers that he had barely been holding with his lips went in deeper.

"Not going to do it?"

As the other hand kneaded his chest, Cheong-ra's Adam's apple bobbed. Then he slowly moved his tongue.

Although he was licking under coercion, licking someone else's fingers was a very strange feeling. At a glance, they appeared to be well-shaped fingers, but they were thick and firm, suitable for handling weapons. As fingers that held whips and threw hidden weapons, they had calluses in different places than Cheong-ra's.

As he licked the side of the finger with his tongue, it scratched roughly. Is a person's finger actually better than the chair armrest from last time? While Cheong-ra was licking the finger joints with his face flushed red from shame, Dang Ran-yeong clicked his tongue.

"Young Master Baek Ri, I said suck, not just lick. Don't you understand?"

"Huu...!"

Cheong-ra's body jerked. It was because Dang Ran-yeong painfully pinched his nipple with his other hand. It was already agonizing to lick, but being told to suck was an unreasonable demand for him. However, he couldn't refuse the following words.

"It's okay if your nipples end up different sizes, right?"

Closing his eyes tightly in fear at just the imagination, he sucked on the fingers. Chup, tsuup... The wet sounds made his face flush red. His eyelashes trembled with rising anger. At the same time, Cheong-ra tried hard to ignore the fact that the area between his legs was painfully constricting. He couldn't suppress his excitement even while being so forcefully humiliated.

Since meeting Dang Ran-yeong, he was realizing day by day that he could feel pleasure in situations other than fighting, being defeated, and submitting.

When Cheong-ra properly sucked his fingers, Dang Ran-yeong gently caressed his chest as if to say he had done well. As the fingers delved deeper and pressed against the root of his tongue, he felt a slight urge to gag. However, he endured it and just sucked on the fingers like a child. The part of his body in contact with the heavy body pressing down on him from behind felt particularly hot.

"By the way, Young Master Baek Ri."

While scratching his swollen nipple teasingly with his fingertip, Dang Ran-yeong said.

"Unless you apply an enlarging ointment or keep clamps on them for a whole month, they won't grow from just being pinched a few times."

Cheong-ra's eyes flew open. As he had been worrying about his nipples all this time, anger surged up at once and he bit down hard on the fingers in his mouth.

Immediately, his jaw was forcefully pressed. Dang Ran-yeong, who had grabbed his lower jaw with his grip strength and pulled out his fingers, let out a laugh as he looked at the clear teeth marks left on his hand. With his jaw held, Cheong-ra shouted with an unclear pronunciation, his body trembling with rage.

"You, I'll kill you..."

"How rude."

The eyes looking down at the beautiful face flushed red with shame shone cruelly.

"That's why it's interesting. The journey won't be boring at all."