Try Begging - Chapter 56

Chapter 56

“Haa…”

As the whip finally fell from the tip of her chest, the whip slid down Grace’s sweaty belly as she caught her breath.

“This is all for your comrades. Shouldn’t we get rid of the brainwashing as soon as possible and stop making useless sacrifices?”

He meant for her to reveal the location of the base.

“I don’t know.”

The whip that had been running down her belly flinched away in an instant.

“Ahk!”

The place where the tip of the whip landed back again was the open pink flesh. The pain spread like ripples in an instant.

A large hand grabbed her hair and forcibly lifted her bowed head.

“Did you forget your last name? Who is fooled by the fact that the leaders do not know their base?”

“Haaa, because of my parents’ duties, I moved from place to place. How do I know where the base is? Orders always came over the phone.”

“Did you get engaged to Little Jimmy over the phone?”

“It was an engagement arranged by the adults.”

Did the lie work? Winston let go of her hair and looked at his watch again. It seemed like he had a prior appointment.

“Then, I’ll make the blood flow through your head well, so look through your memories.”

After his words were done, he tied her up like this and went out and still hasn’t come back.

“F*ck, ha-uhk, bastard.”

Grace’s arm went numb, and she twisted her body and then groaned again.

“He doesn’t know how to do it within limits, really…”

When Leon Winston showed the role of a brutal torture technician, she would rather see the dog in heat.

“Until.”

Beads of sweat dripped down her chin and onto the floor.

“Until when…”

She didn’t know how much time had passed.

Rattle, druuck—Whiing.

There were footsteps outside the door.

It wasn’t Winston’s footsteps.

‘…Isn’t the door locked?’

She was so confused that she couldn’t remember if she had heard the door lock when he left. Because of that, Grace began to panic when the stranger’s footsteps stopped right in front of the door.

It seemed that they wanted to come in.

Soon, she could hear the sound of a key getting inserted into the keyhole. Even though Winston must have locked the door, it didn’t help at all.

Clack.

She could clearly hear the sound of the lock opening.

‘Gasp…’

Winston wasn’t the only one with the key, judging by the key in the soldiers’ hand that brought her meals.

‘No.’

Her buttocks were toward the door. So as soon as the door was opened, her secret place would be exposed.

‘No…!’

With a terrifying twist, the door opened.

D*mn it.

The sound of someone’s footsteps coming through the door was definitely not Winston’s.

“Get out! Don’t touch me!”

When Grace was just about to turn her head to check the man’s face, his large hands covered her eyes.

“Winston?”

Please, she’d rather it was that bastard. She’d rather be harassed by him than to be humiliated and even raped by another man.

Still, the man didn’t answer, tying something that felt like silk to Grace’s head and covering her eyes. He began to grope Grace’s trembling naked body, but her hands and feet were all tied, so there was no way to resist.

His hand movements were messy, with a lot of useless movements. It was not Winston who was precise without a miss.

Unfamiliar hands randomly opened and dug the exposed secret place. As if trying to find her cl*toris, thick fingers opened up her flesh and pressed hard against the soft insides. If it were Winston, he would have found it at once without pressing the wrong place like this man.

“Wh-who are you? Stop it, do you think the Captain will let you go if he finds out?”

Did the threat work through? His hand went away.

…No, the threat didn’t work. It was because the next moment, Grace could hear the belt buckle unbuckle from behind her.

“Don’t do it! Please stop, aahk!”

As soon as the rope that ran between her legs tilted to the side, a piece of hot flesh stuck into her opening at once.

“Ugh…”

She tried to stop the hot flesh from pushing into her slippery path, but it was no use.

The man squeezed her waist tightly and jammed his dirty object into her until his thighs were against her rear. Right away, the thrusting started. It was a hasty move as if he was doing something that should not be caught.

“I will kill you!”

As she screamed hoarsely, the man shoved something like a cloth into her mouth.

‘What kind of bastard would do this to me?’

The feel of the fabric touching her bare legs was different from Winston’s officer’s uniform. It felt a little lighter and smoother. How many people in this mansion could afford such fine fabric…?
While Grace tried to guess the identity of the man who was taking her against her will, he slipped through the ropes and grabbed her shaking chest with both hands.

Please, I know Winston would just be making fun of me.

However, the way he caressed her breasts and the rhythm that hit her stomach was all unfamiliar. When the man rolled the wet knot of rope to stimulate her cl*toris, she felt disgusted.

‘Stop. Please stop…’

She may be a prostitute, but she did not want to become a toy for all the soldiers deployed in this annex.

‘Did he leave me tied up to fall into this situation?’

Grace poured out her resentment toward Winston, who was not here, with tears.

‘Could Winston instigate it…?’

She didn’t know if he might, seeing as the threat to just tell him the information didn’t work. If it was that devil, he did that enough.

‘Dirty… I feel disgusting and pathetic. I’ll kill that son of a b*tch, and then I’ll die, too.’

“Huuk…”

The moment a sorrowful cry leaked out through the cloth covering her mouth, the violent movement stopped. Grace’s legs gave way to the abominable whispers that immediately flowed into her ears.

“Shh. Honey, it’s me.”

It was Winston.

“It’s fine. It’s fine.”

As he picked up Grace, who couldn’t stand on her own, he then untied the rope from the ceiling. Like a knight who saved the Princess, Winston even shamelessly took her in his arms and comforted her. Even so, the ropes tied to her body were not untied so the prominent parts stood out.

“Are you very surprised?”

The man was smiling. It was clear he had deliberately tricked her.

“It’s your master, calm down.”

True to her words, Grace, who was really relieved the moment she found out that it was Winston who had actually r*ped her, could not hold back the tears at the miserable situation.

“Huu…”

“Oh, you were very surprised.”

“Huff…”

She was able to cry as the cloth covering her mouth was suddenly pulled out. However, before she could properly let out a cry, a lump of wet flesh pushed into her mouth.

I will kill you. If I can’t kill you, I’ll cut off your tongue.

Even though she bit his tongue with her teeth, Winston moved his body slightly and forced her jaw open. Grace gasped and laughed as the disgusting flesh slipped away in an instant. While she was delighted, the taste of his blood spreading in her mouth was unpleasant.

He was sure to retaliate right away. She held her breath and waited for his next move, but Winston hugged her instead.

“Ugh…”

Her hard chest swelled with each breath she took. Her chest was compressed, and it hurt. When a hot breath brushed against her ear, Winston whispered excitedly.

“If you want to get back at me, you should have been more careful. This is still a failure.”

His hand squeezed Grace’s cheek hard as his thick tongue pushed into her mouth, so she couldn’t even try to bite him again.

Still a failure.

It wasn’t until his bloody kiss lasted long that Grace realized what he meant.

By giving blood, the beast was rather excited. The sharp taste that spread between the messy entangled flesh gradually faded, and only when saliva flowed down her chin because it couldn’t wet the corner of her mouth that his lips finally left her.

“Haa…”

“So…”

He licked her from her chin to the corners of her mouth like an animal with only instinct left. He then asked in a human voice that was filled with only cold reason.

“Did you remember where your fiancé is?”

Winston, who tied Grace to a chair, pulled away, and the gramophone was soon placed on the chest of drawers by the door turned on and a sweet saxophone melody played out. Her nerves didn’t loosen at all, even with the calming music.

‘What the hell is he going to do?’

These days, before she did anything to make a big noise, he played music. Grace didn’t know why he wanted to bury her voice since he never cared about the noise leaking out of the torture chamber.

“I’m tired of this now, too.”

Muttered Winston as he walked this way.

“I’ll bring something else tomorrow.”

He got tired of music, but he was not tired of this…? As she thought so, Grace glanced down at her body, strapped to the chair. Her hands were tied to the armrests, her legs wide open and tied to the leg of the chair.

It was the same as before, but the rope between her legs was loosened.

So, instead of being happy, she was even more anxious.

What is he trying to do here?

Across from Grace, who was sitting in a position where her open flesh could be seen clearly, Winston brought a chair and sat down. The distance was only half a step. He could do anything to her opening if he stretched out his hand.

She hoped the interrogation was over. She hoped it was just to satisfy his perverted desires.

However, judging from the fact that he asked again about her hometown before tying her up, it was obvious that it was not that. Putting his elbows on his knees and resting his chin on the knuckles of his lightly clasped hands, Winston asked as he stared at Grace with a faint smile while leaning his body towards her.

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