Part IX: Yves's POV

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Pressed against the wall, I feel helpless against Jinsoul's overwhelming sexual force. I want to scream when Jinsoul pulls the large purple vibrator out from seemingly nowhere. Jinsoul presses her body against mine and begins grinding on me. She slowly removes her hand covering my mouth. I instantly gasp for breath, but Jinsoul quickly replaces her hand with her mouth. I try to fight the  pleasure intensifying inside me, but it's no use. I'm filled with guilt as I feel my pussy growing wetter by the second.

Not even bothering to take off my nightshirt, Jinsoul turns on the vibrator and shoves it deep inside. I cry out in pain as my vagina is nearly stretched to its breaking point. Jinsoul fucks me roughly with the dildo, grinding my body into the wall. In this moment, I don't know if I feel more exhilarated or terrified.

"Admit that you love me," Jinsoul growls in my ear, shoving the dildo even deeper inside me. "Admit it!" Jinsoul's eyes are filled with anger and jealousy.

I shake my head violently no, and Jinsoul pushes the vibrator in deeper, just enough to make me scream.

I don't stop shaking my head. I refuse to admit that I love her.

I refuse to admit that I love Jinsoul and Jiwoo.

"Admit it!" she yells.

I feel as if the vibrator is destroying my insides, but in the best way possible. It's so incredibly painful, yet I don't want it to stop.

Growing impatient, Jinsoul roughly shoves the vibrator in as far as it can go. I swear I heard something rip.

At last, the pain becomes too much. Tears form in my eyes as I whimper, "I-I love you Jinsoul!"

Jinsoul eases some of the pressure off the dildo still jammed—and literally quaking—inside my aching vagina.

"You swear you're telling the truth?" Jinsoul says softly.

But then, she suddenly slams her hand against the wall near my head, and I flinch.

"You swear it?"

I open my eyes briefly, the pain subsiding just enough for me to do so, and see Jinsoul glaring at me.

I nod my head slowly. I don't want Jinsoul to hurt me.

"If you really mean it, you'll turn around and let me shove my dick up your sexy little ass," Jinsoul says with a sneer.

Finally, she turns off the vibrator and slides it out of my pussy.

I collapse to the floor, gasping for air. I don't think I've breathed at all since Jinsoul kissed me. I stay on the floor so I don't have to look at Jinsoul. Do I really want Jinsoul to fuck me in the ass?

My first instinct is to say "hell no" and throw Jinsoul out of my room. But another little voice whispers in my ear, "You liked it." And I know I can't deny it.

I take a deep breath and sit up.

Jinsoul is still there, holding the dildo up, and grinning maliciously.

I stare up at her and bite my lip. Finally, I stand up and turn my back to Jinsoul. She pushes my body against the wall. Jinsoul turns the vibrator back on, and I notice that it's vibrating even faster than before.

She presses harder against my back as she struggles to stick the vibrator deep inside my ass. I cry out and Jinsoul spanks my ass. It burns.

"Hush! Disobedient little girls don't deserve to make noise. I don't care how much it hurts."

Jinsoul continues to fuck my ass, and even with the near-unbearable pain, my heart is filled with excitement.

This is what I've been missing with Jiwoo all along.

Despite our endless affection and love for each other, our relationship still felt empty. Jiwoo might've seemed happy, but I had always felt like something was missing. I realise what that is now.  I need sex. Hard, rough, angry sex. I need someone to slap me and tell me I'm bad and fuck me until I'm crying. I need Jinsoul.

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