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The captor simply smiled in an apologetic manner initially before pulling up a full blown smile after seeing his erection.

Digusting...!

The victim felt extremely nauseated at this entire situation. It was for the first time he hated his body, he hated how it reacted to the drug infused in him, how his body danced as per the wishes of someone else. It wasn't long before his captor climbed over him, gazing at him with an almost crazed adorning way. Her cold hands touched his face then slid down his throat and roved around the lower portions of his body. He visibly flinched when she touched him down there and continued her ministrations to relive him from the knotted tension that had developed down there.

Instead of finding such ministrations pleasurable, he found himself wishing to barf on her face, he tried to scream, but it was of no avail-he was totally tongue tied; such was the effect of the drug. He concluded upon the decision that he will NOT give into his captor's actions, so he bit down his lips hard and continued to endure the tortures inflicted upon him.

Irjura Kim was astonished at her idol's endurance capacity and his determination to reject her until the end. But she didn't feel repulsed at all!  The night is long and she has ample time to get close to her beloved! This time, the towel from her body was discarded on the floor as she hovered over, her washed body shinning like a ball of dough, smiling in a triumphant manner  that seemed extremely perverted and creepy to the red haired beauty under the saesang. 

Sickening tendrils crawled over his body in a languished manner, causing Park Ryujin to almost give into his captor's lustful processes of seducing him, but a portion of him, a small but strong portion of him rather, clung desperately to his previous decision. A conflict raged in him as his own conscience fought to remain sane while another part of him begged to get released from the unbearable tension that lazed his body. He was driven to the point of madness when he remembered how he had this similar feeling of nauseousness, a sense of indomitable fear and disgust in the alley as well and how he fought back against them and stood his ground. 

Once again, just like in alley he heard voices, muffled yet becoming clearer slowly and gradually;

"After I give...-she wanted-....she had...someth-i-return...."

"........that wine was especially made for today."

The echo of such an unexpected confession tapped something dormant within the victim and it was then...it was right then when something snapped inside him and his vision got dark, the dim bulb that was flickering dumbly at  him suddenly got fused as not only the red-head's vision but the room got dark as well.

 In fact, the entire city's lights went out one by one as if someone conspired to have cut down the electricity on purpose. The horns of the cars beeped and the traffic remained as usual but people came out on the streets and poked their head out of their residences in wonderment as to what was going on all of a sudden. Some even decided to call up the the electric company who were responsible for providing electricity to the city of Cairo, but all such attempts turned out to be futile as their cell phones did not seem to work at all!

It wasn't until someone pointed out at the sky with a fearful voice; "Hey! What's that? Up in the sky!"

The fearful voice succeeded in dragging the attention of the public as they all looked at the sky simultaneously.