A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.
Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Lisa held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it-The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.
"M-Master, stop, Jung...
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Lisa just couldn't wrap her head around the situation.
It was strange enough that Jungkook suddenly appeared, having the appearance of a grown man, but it was even stranger how he seemed to lust for her.
The Jungkook that Lisa remembered had always been someone with a calm and composed aura. He was a kind, warm boy who had always carefully applied medicine to the wounds she suffered from being hit on his behalf.
But the Jungkook in front of her now was the exact opposite.
All she could see was passion and lust.
The eyes full of desire and the sensation that she felt vehemently stirring in her lower body were unfamiliar.
Jungkook kissed her lips, cupping her chest with one hand, and carefully pushed his finger into her tight entrance with the other. But when a slight groan escaped from Lisa's gagged mouth, his attitude changed abruptly.
He grabbed her by the waist and aligned his member with her entrance, as if his patience had run out. His large manhood parted her lower lips and pushed through the opening that was not yet ready for him.
Lisa's thighs trembled against Jungkook 's legs, unable to overcome the pain. She tried to back away from him, but Jungkook only tightened his hold on her waist, pulling her back down strongly.
She could see his member driving in and out of her dry tunnel repeatedly while Jungkook watched her attentively with hooded eyes.
Jungkook reached out and pressed on Lisa's belly with one hand while a rough finger rubbed circles on her lower abdomen. After a few hard thrusts, he came inside her.
But the fluid leaking out from where they were completely joined did not stop his movements. Rather, he lowered his hand and thumbed her small, protruding nub and resumed his thrusts.
Lisa began to cry and groaned pitifully from the continuation of intense stimuli that followed after the climax, but only the suppressed sounds of yes and ahs came out from her obstructed mouth.
Jungkook shifted his position slightly, firmly gripped her trembling thigh with one arm, crossing his legs and hers, and rammed in as if to fill her up completely.
The leg that was hung over Jungkook's shoulder dangled unattractively, while the other leg pinned between his thigh and the bed twitched intermittently.
It was a position that forced his opponent to submit.
Every time their lower bodies met, there was a squelching sound as their intermingled fluids leaked out. Jungkook's lower belly, pelvis, and the area around his manhood were lewdly soaked with the wetness that spilled from where they were joined. With each thrust, the fluid slowly traveled down his tan body.
