Try Begging - Chapter 40

Chapter 40

“Hu-uhk…”

“I can’t believe you came after being attacked by the enemy. You are a pathetic soldier.”

The woman who was an elite soldier was not here anymore.

Not only that she felt pleasure in being sexually assaulted by the man she hated, but she even moved her waist herself. She really felt like a whore. The shame of being stripped not only of her body but also of her mind was unbearable. Grace couldn’t stand it any longer.

…I don’t know. Now, I don’t know either.

As Winston let go of her droopy body, she collapsed onto the mattress. Her body twitched once again despite the stimulation as the pillar of flesh went out in a long move. His pillar bounced off, spraying love liquid all over her.

Drops of it dripped onto the maid’s robe and bed linen, leaving a stain.

“Uht…”

As soon as it escaped from the woman’s body, the tip of the genitals spewed out a thick liquid.

Leon’s hip, which had been tense to contain his climax, loosened.

“Ha…”

The dizzying climax swept through his body.

His mind, which had been clouded by lust, gradually cleared. It was then that the messy surroundings caught his eye.

Every time he thrusted into the woman lying like dead, her hips lost their immaculate shine and made her ass pink as her flesh twitched and jerked. The s*men he spewed was clumped and stuck to the torn bloomer and the buttocks between them.

Seeing that vulgar form, his lower body felt stiff again and his animal instincts made it lifted its head.

‘Damn it…’

This vexing sex drive. It was a complete misunderstanding to expect that he would find it dirty after being frivolous for once.

It was also an instant that his mind got clouded.

Grace, who had been careless, thinking that it was finally over, trembled in surprise as Winston put a belt around her neck. He pulled it up like a dog’s leash and got her up before ordering.

“Suck it.”

In front of her, the p*nis was standing with its head raised.

Why don’t you die?

Seeing her disgusting eyes, Winston wiped away the s*men and love liquid from his flesh with her apron.

“Suck everything that is inside, with your mouth. If I put it back in like this, you’ll have my baby in the camp in nine months. I wonder if Little Jimmy would be willing to raise it.”

A child? Crazy.

Even if all the angels in the world fall, they would be better than this person.

At the moment when she felt her climax, Grace sucked him as if choking her own neck. As she pressed her lips to the hole through which the turbid liquid was dripping out, she just sucked it like a straw and licked the crevices with his tongue, thinking that she wouldn’t want this devil’s baby.

However, seeing that he was closing his eyes and letting out a painful groan, Grace wanted to bite off his hand that was stroking her face in praise.

“Swallow.”

He didn’t allow her to spit it.

“Get down.”

As soon as she did what she was told, the column of hot flesh rushed in through her opening that was still not closed. Winston tugged the end of the belt around her neck like a dog’s leash and hit her on the buttocks hard, making a harsh slapping sound.

“Ah!”

“Move. Like a bitch in heat.”

He was the one who actually got into heat.

As soon as he came again and again, he got an erection again. The love affair, which was nothing like the mating of an animal, continued without a break.

She didn’t know how many times she had to suck the rest of the s*men out with her mouth. By then, she wasn’t even bothered. She gave up counting from the eleventh time on how many times she felt the shameful climax.

As Grace was lying under the beast being shaken, she remembered a strange article in a tabloid that she saw on the train on the way to Winston about a year ago. It was said that lions mate a hundred times a day during their heat.

Suddenly, she remembered that the man’s name meant ‘lion’ and laughed. She was getting assaulted, and now she was laughing… She must really be out of her mind.

Winston also seemed out of his mind. Looking at his unfocused eyes, he looked like he was drugged.
The man who always seemed to be measured with a ruler was disorganized. He had the face of a refined and dignified noble, yet he threw at Grace the vulgarity of backstreet thugs.

Even though the content was vulgar, it was Winston who never used vulgar expressions, so Grace was quite surprised.

That wasn’t the end of the Leon Winston demeanor she knew. The most trusted spearhead of the Revolutionary Army, the archetypal of the arrogant noble, and the cruel Camden’s vampire devoured a woman’s breasts, making promiscuous sounds.

There, he put his ugly thing between her breasts and moved it, and then came on her face…

“It’s pretty.”

He whispered softly as if he was treating a lover, and placed the tip of his p*nis in her mouth.

How did the man who never hid an indecent picture under the bed suddenly turn into an erotomaniac? Grace asked herself again.

‘Did I meet a monster, or have I created it?’

The beast’s movement continued even if the female lost consciousness. When she woke up from a nightmare, she realized that she was in a more terrible nightmare. How many times did she sob?

“Hu-uhk…”

As Grace’s moaning became more and more hoarse, he continued thrusting into her while feeding water through his mouth.

She dropped her weary gaze on Winston’s left hand, which had gripped her right chest. Was it her or his wristwatch that was shaking? Seeing her sight that had difficulty focusing, Grace let out a groan of pain.

“Winston, please…”

The hour hand of his watch was at number six when he laid her down on the bed. However, now the distance between the hour hand and the number six was as wide as Grace’s legs. It was just too much to just accept it quietly.

She couldn’t stand it anymore and begged helplessly.

“Stop… You’ve done enough…”

“Enough? Is there anything like that?”

Winston muttered, biting her swollen n*pples.

Grace squeezed her missing energy and tightened her belly. It was tragic to voluntarily give pleasure to a man who was attacking her, but she wanted to get out of it anyway.

“Haa, have you remembered your mission now?”

He spurred his body, letting out a wild moan, showing he liked that she was squeezing on his flesh.

Grace didn’t know the body of a man well until this afternoon. But sadly, in just a few hours, she got a good idea of what kind of face the man named Leon Winston had just before he climaxed.

‘A little bit more…’

When she tightened and loosened her inner flesh more quickly and moved her waist two or three times, Winston hugged her in a crush and let out choking moans in her ear.

“Haa, ugh…”

The firm body that embraced Grace shuddered. At this moment, Leon Winston was so defenseless that he could easily be killed. If only she wasn’t so helpless that she couldn’t move under him.

He suddenly released his arm and went away.

As his p*nis slid out, Winston grabbed Grace’s ankle and spread it wide to her left and right.

The flesh that had been caught in the opening was pulled out with a loud noise and sprung up. Leon took hold of the wet manhood and aligned the woman’s cl*toris in the gap between the tip of his the p*nis before releasing the force on his lower abdomen.

“Huht…”

“Huuu…”

A sticky lump, like candle wax, glided through the cracks of the red, bloodshot flesh. Even though it was outside, he felt quite refreshed as he spewed his s*men in the woman’s swampy hole. How many times did he feel like he was in extreme pain?

The pleasure he had known was not pleasure.

At the same time, he felt a sense of liberation as if the shackles that held his ankles all his life were loosened. And at the same time, Leon felt reluctant as though he had put new shackles in its place.

The more he did, the more his reason eroded away. A little while ago, he was about to come in her cervix, unable to resist the urge that had been tormenting him all night, and he only came to his senses at the last minute.

Still, he did something quite dangerous.

Now, the white lump fell into the opening that was wide open and couldn’t close. He scraped it off with his hand and clicked his tongue.

‘What breeding. You’re not even a beast.’

Was it because of the woman’s body scent that made him lose his mind? Leon collapsed over the woman who smelled bloody, sweaty, and of his s*men.

“Haa, Grace Riddle. You smell good.”

Because he didn’t get up for quite some time, Grace had to lay under the body of the well-trained soldier and receive him as it was. After enduring a few head-twisting kisses, and a few hand-pullings that made her choke with a parched neck, Winston got up.

“Stay there.”

He tethered her to the railing of the bed and headed for the bathroom attached to the torture chamber.

There was the sound of running water as if he was taking a shower.

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