Rabbit Hole

V. Into The Rabbit Hole

Hyejin-ah…I know that you can never forgive me. I'm aware what I had done had ruined many lives, with yours included. Still, can't you humor this father of yours just once?

Hyejin…

LEE HYEJIN!!

Hyejin-ah…

‘When will this bastard stop?’ Lee Hyejin thought. As soon as she gained consciousness, these ramblings were the only things she could hear still.

Her eyes felt a lot blurrier than usual, as well as her body sore and swollen from having been tormented by the man she knew as Huijeo for hours. In actuality, that only lasted for mere seventy-two minutes but it felt a lot longer for her, probably caused by the effects of the drug. Hyejin did hear from Yul about the effects of it, but she couldn't have imagined it was this potent. Still unable to move, the only thing she could do was curse her partner-in-crime’s name in her head as she endured the relentless pleadings of her father.

At some point, the voices she could hear increased; a deep raspy voice, a sweet high pitched voice…and the low soft voice from her tormentor.

With the mixed up dialogues she could hear in her head, she couldn't even understand any word anymore. She thanked every saint she could think of for not further hearing his father anymore, despite her head being a mess from multiple intruding stimuli. Perhaps she was grateful far too early, because the voices quickly died down and left only the pleas she loathed. Not only that, she felt her exposed skin being touched, caressed, gripped, with her limp limbs being moved like a string puppet, putting her in a position she’d find far from ideal.

Her legs open wide made the mix of lubricant and cum inside her since earlier drip out. It was no wonder how full her stomach felt with how much came out of her hole. How disgusting. Never in her life she's felt this dirty until now. The thought of ever feeling this slimy sensation in her entrance again never crossed her mind, especially with her condition. Hyejin would cover her face with her hands in shame but she was too weak to do so. At that moment–

“Hang…ieh…!” Lee Hyejin let out a strange moan as soon as she felt a soft rod enter her tight hole.

What the hell was happening? The woman did her best to get a grip, but the surging mix of pain and pleasure enhanced by the drug always interrupted her with every movement she felt and made.

Stop this. No. Disgusting. Take it out. Disgusting. Fuck off. Screw this. It hurts. Take it out. No. No. No. No. No. I hate it. Stop it. Take it out. Disgustingdisgustingdisgustingdisgusting–

“This should do.” Everything went blank, and these words were the only thing Lee Hyejin heard.

The woman felt a hand brush across her forehead and swept away her bangs. Just that slightest touch made her flinch from an electrifying sensation. Was it Huijeo?

“It makes sense to me now why we look so much alike…we all even have the same mole near the neck. Honestly, I find it creepy.”

What was he talking about? With her head being a mess, she couldn't properly process he meant. In any case, she was starting to feel sleepy again as she listened to the young man talk in a gentle manner.

Rustle.

And then there was silence. Lee Hyejin closed her blurry eyes and took in the peace while it lasted.

‘When can I go home?’ ‘I shouldn't have tried helping this guy.’ ‘I should’ve ignored him.’ ‘I’m an idiot.’ Such were her thoughts.

This pitiful woman was filled with regret and hatred, but the latter was surprisingly not directed to the young man by any means. Funnily enough, she couldn’t even blame him despite the obvious err in his judgement and the dangerous abnormality of his mind and behavior.