Chapter 142

However, when Dang Ran-yeong just looked at him with an amused gaze without saying anything, Cheong-ra crawled on his knees towards him.

The previous punishment had been truly terrible. When his soles were tickled, an unbearable sensation surged through him, making his skin crawl. As he twisted his whole body trying to endure it, he tensed his buttocks, causing the carp's head to persistently rub and press against one spot.

Once he became aware of this, there was absolutely nothing he could do.

Throughout the writing of each character of the poem on his sole, pleasure built with every stroke. He would struggle and scream until his head felt dizzy, and then suddenly reach climax. At those times, Dang Ran-yeong would briefly pause writing characters. But Cheong-ra couldn't relax his body at all, so the carp's head kept hitting inside him without stopping. Then soon, another unbearably ticklish stroke would slowly be added to his sole.

Cheong-ra didn't have the confidence to endure such torturous time again. So he had no choice but to act desperately.

He staggered and fell onto Dang Ran-yeong's lap in front of the gaze watching to see what he would do. Then, after hesitating, he raised his buttocks as if asking to be hit there. It was an act that, in his mind, took great courage to overcome his shame.

"Haha..."

Although he let out a laugh that seemed mocking, fortunately, Dang Ran-yeong grabbed Cheong-ra's buttocks tightly as if to crush them, instead of grasping his ankles. Cheong-ra welcomed this pain. While roughly kneading the other buttock as well, Dang Ran-yeong asked in a soft voice,

"How many strikes would be appropriate?"

After hesitating for a long while, Cheong-ra dropped his head and answered with the number of characters written on his sole.

"One hundred... and twenty..."

He had begged for punishment and now set the number of strikes. Could there be an act of more thorough submission and obedience to the other? His lower abdomen filled with heat.

"Since Beauty is begging so earnestly, I have no choice."

At those words, Cheong-ra finally felt deep relief. As his tensed muscles began to relax slightly, Dang Ran-yeong brought his hand down. Smack! The flesh of his right buttock was crushed, making a harsh, cruel sound of friction like a slap to the face.

A sound like "Huk" escaped Cheong-ra's mouth. It wasn't because of pain. It was because the impact on his buttocks also affected the carp sculpture.

"Hu, huut, eut..."

Smack, smack, smack! With each harsh strike, his gluteal muscles tensed up tightly. As the carp's tail fin caught between his buttocks swam slowly, fluid kept flowing down beneath it.

He hadn't been hit many times, but a burning heat rose in his buttocks. He counted up to twenty strikes before losing track. It was because at some point, pleasure suddenly surged and exploded. Cheong-ra trembled and kicked the air a couple of times at the chilling pleasure that came like an assault. His vision blurred white, unable to see anything, and his mind went blank.

"Hak...! Ah, ha, at, aat!"

Dang Ran-yeong's thighs were wet with semen. However, even when Cheong-ra reached climax, the strikes were merciless. As his right buttock reddened and swelled, the carp's swimming inside his private parts became a bit faster.

"Kkeu, hu...!"

As the heightened sensation of climax continued without subsiding, Cheong-ra's body stiffened. When the hard palm slapped his flesh fiercely, the impact made pleasure ring out. As his lower abdomen tensed and relaxed repeatedly, his anus twitched rapidly, causing the perfumed oil that had seeped out to slowly slide down to his perineum.

"Hua, ah, at! Eung, eueung!"

When Dang Ran-yeong finished striking his right buttock and hit the left for the first time, Cheong-ra's body stiffened. Gasping breaths escaped from his widely opened mouth. He was trying his best to endure, not wanting to be tickled again, but the pleasure was too intense.

He couldn't stop climaxing since earlier. Something kept dripping from the tip of his glans. It was frightening how much fluid that wasn't urine could come out. Waves of pleasure like ripples came like a tide and ebbed away, only to return as a tsunami shaking his body. Cheong-ra's body trembled violently.

Dang Ran-yeong waited for a moment before striking the left buttock hard enough to crush it. Smack! As he slapped hard enough to leave a red handprint on the flesh, chaos erupted between Cheong-ra's legs, lewdly wet with bodily fluids and perfumed oil. The inside of his thighs convulsed, and lustful liquid spurted out.

Still, only intermittent breaths escaped his mouth.

Cheong-ra's flesh was pickled in terrible pleasure, and his mind was completely crushed. Without any thoughts, he could barely breathe amidst the pleasure that surged with each strike. Occasionally, a short, meaningless moan like "Ah" barely escaped. The convulsions on the inside of his thighs intensified, then subsided to intermittent trembling, only to intensify again.

His shattered mind barely came back together when he heard Dang Ran-yeong's words announcing the end of the punishment.

"One hundred and twenty."

At the same time, as Dang Ran-yeong pressed down on the carp's tail between his buttocks with his palm, an overwhelming climax arose this time without even ejaculating.

His reddened and swollen buttocks hardened, and his breath became very shallow. His whole body was damp with hot sweat. Dang Ran-yeong removed his palm and pulled on the carp's tail. Instead of pushing it back in, he pulled it out completely and threw it away.

Cheong-ra, exhausted and sprawled on the bed as if he had slid down, twitched his fingertips. It was because a hot and heavy flesh touched where the carp had been. The head of the manhood, with veins bulging frighteningly, was also thoroughly wet with clear fluid. Dang Ran-yeong pressed and rubbed against the perineum, which was tense to the point of cramping, then grasped Cheong-ra's bound arms.

Then he thrust his member into the hole that was still in the afterglow of climax.

As he pierced through the flesh that was so hot it seemed to melt, soaked with fluid, to the limit in one go, Cheong-ra's voice finally broke out.

"...Aaagh!"

Blood vessels bulged in his neck, and his body, glistening with sweat, twisted. Inside his belly, the hot and soft inner walls clung tightly and then squeezed. Dang Ran-yeong pulled the writhing body close and exhaled a long breath.

"Ha..."

Wrinkles formed on his smooth brow, and soon his white teeth showed. Unlike his gritted teeth, his lips formed an ecstatic smile. With his eyes closed, he swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth, his Adam's apple moving slowly. He supported Cheong-ra's collapsing body well while pulling his own waist back.

The thoroughly wet red pillar, twitching angrily, pulled out and then pierced through his belly again with a thud.

Cheong-ra threw his head back, exhaling a "Hak." The burdensome volume of the manhood kept stirring inside his body, going in and out. The insertion was so deep that his reddened buttocks hit against the other's abdomen. Sweat beaded on his forehead dripped down with the back-and-forth movement.

The glans pounded violently inside his belly. It squeezed the spot that had just been pressed by the carp's head with an even larger and heavier sensation. But now, with nothing left to come out, Cheong-ra's member just trembled stiffly.

"Ple-ease, I, I'm going to, die, huk...!"

After gasping heavily, when he was penetrated so strongly that perfumed oil splattered, Cheong-ra fainted, half losing consciousness. The warm, swollen inner walls squeezed the manhood with all their might. Dang Ran-yeong's eyelids trembled with intense pleasure, his pupils momentarily sinking.

Soon opening his eyes, he checked Cheong-ra's pulse while keeping his large member inserted, letting Cheong-ra's limp body lean against his own. Then he blew a breath into Cheong-ra's gasping mouth, startling him back to consciousness.

"...Huk, huut!"

Dang Ran-yeong grabbed Cheong-ra's face as he reflexively turned away and forcibly blew air into his mouth again. Then he entwined their tongues deeply. While pushing his tongue in to the point of gagging, he moved his hips, thrusting his manhood in and out with extremely lewd movements.

"Ah, huu... eum, euut, eup!"

"Don't worry, Beauty. I won't let you die."

Dang Ran-yeong whispered, grasping Cheong-ra's buttocks. He spread the flesh with both hands full and pushed his manhood in a bit deeper. It was the deepest insertion so far, but still not all the way in, making Dang Ran-yeong click his tongue lightly. Cheong-ra, actually being penetrated, was so overwhelmed that his breath became ragged again.

"Auu, eut, deep, ah! Please, too, deep...!"

As Dang Ran-yeong lifted his body, a thick pillar pulled out long from between the wet buttocks with a squelching sound. The next moment, his insides were split open as the glans mercilessly crushed his inner flesh. Thud, thud, thud, thud... After repeating the rough insertion several times, even Cheong-ra's member, which had nothing left to release, managed to leak a small amount of clear fluid.

"It's, hard... hard, ha, eung, euut, uuk..."

It felt like his whole body was being pickled in sweet juice, shrinking from oversaturation. Cheong-ra clung to Dang Ran-yeong, forgetting all about dignity or shame. He no longer knew how many times he had climaxed. Since the carp sculpture was inserted, he felt like he had been constantly staying at the edge of a raised ceiling.

And from there, he went even higher.

"Stop, stop...! Aah, ah! Aak, aaah!"

Lewd cries poured continuously from his mouth. Dang Ran-yeong completely ignored Cheong-ra's words and continued his violent thrusts. As his partner kept slumping down, this time he laid him flat on the floor and took him. Even though Cheong-ra knew that this born sadist would not only not stop but derive pleasure from his begging, he could only keep pleading.

Eventually, he ended up wailing and crying like a child. Amidst the act that felt like it was shattering his mind, Dang Ran-yeong savored the tears and screams.

How many times had his fading consciousness gone and returned? Only when the convulsions had spread to his fingers did the long lovemaking finally come to an end.