The bride of the white night - Chapter 11
The bottom of the penis began to swell as if he would not tolerate any escape.
“What is this……?” It wasn’t about getting an erection again. Aisa has already experienced how a man’s genitals heat up with her body. This was different from an erection. The man’s penis at the base swelled up like a round ball, pressing against the inner wall of the v̲a̲g̲i̲n̲a̲. Unfamiliar pain and fear engulfed Aisa. “Hey, stop! it hurts! Whoa…!”
She shook her head and scratched the man’s shoulder. However, the man’s thick body did not move at all. Meanwhile, the man’s penis was growing inside her body. Maybe this is going to blow up. That fear engulfed Aisa.
The man was crushing her with his whole body as if trying to prevent Aisa from escaping. Pain and fear dominated her, as if the excruciating pleasure of a moment before was a lie, or as a punishment for her immorality.
How long would he have to overlap her body like this? How long will his penis swell? Until he really kills himself? No, is it a human man who is pressing her down now? There was nothing like this in the lectures she received. Perhaps the thing that oppresses and commits her now is a monster sent by God to punish her for her sins. Aisa trembled with fear at the thought of that. Endless tears wet the corners of her eyes. Then, something wet licked her eyes.
The tongue licking the corners of her eyes was supremely soft and cautious in the subject he was controlling violently as if he wasn’t about to stretch and break the bottom of her. As if comforting her tenderly.
Aisa’s dream memory was cut off as the moonlight that had been obscured by the clouds returned a little.
She just woke up and the last thing she remembered was the yellow eyes that were bright even until the moment she lost consciousness that night. It was obviously… not human eyes.
A slight pain suddenly pierced her foot. clear bitterness. Someone was licking her heel. With his tongue pointed up, he licked up her calf, past the ankle bone, and up to the heel.
There were scratches from wearing new shoes that were the wrong size. So was it? this bitterness.
She had just woken up from her drowsy sleep, and Aisa suffered from a terrifying sense of drowsiness. The yellow beast’s eyes were looking down at her. She blinked again. Blurred vision returned to normal. Then it looked right this time. Not the eyes of a yellow beast. They were red eyes.
The man with those eyes were looking down at Aisa from above. Then she heard a strange noise from below. There was a sound as if seams were breaking. Then there was the sound of a piece of cloth being torn.
As she cast her eyes down in embarrassment, the man ripped the seams off the wedding dress with only his grip and tore her clothes. The collar snapped, revealing her upper body wrapped in a corset. The skinny body was accentuated where the maids had tightened her corset, and the gathered breasts were exposed to emphasize the curves. It was then that Aisa realized too late.
Now she wasn’t dreaming.
The night she ran away in the middle of the bridal procession, and the day I mingled with an outsider… that day had already passed.
When she woke up from the nightmarish memories, she had woken up in her own bedroom at the inn where she was staying. However, with the clear traces left on her body, Aisa could tell that what happened that night was not a dream but a fact.
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