Page 47 of My Sweet Psycho

I began to speak, but instead, I babbled incoherently as he pushed the ginger deeper. I could feel the ball shape at the end because I was terrified he would push it in so deep that he wouldn't be able to retrieve a spice that I used to love to cook with. I would never look at another piece of ginger again and not think of this moment. As if to reinforce the thought I could smell the strong ginger scent in the air.

He leaned over me, and I felt his clothed body against my naked flesh.

“Does that feel good, baby?” he said as he moved my hair away from my face.

I began to shout obscenities at him, but halfway through my tirade, I switched to begging because the more I tried to buck him off me, the more my asshole tightened around the ginger. The burning sensation did not let up, and I put my cheek on the bed before trying to calm down.

“If you ever try to leave me again, I will addgochujangpaste on the ginger before I shove it up your ass,” he whispered before he began to kiss my neck and shoulder.

My eyes widened in horror at the thought of the red chilli paste inside of me. I was still in shock as he got off me and casually walked towards the door. I began to plead through the gag as he stood and watched me for a moment.

“I will be back soon, and that ginger had better still be in your ass when I get back,” he said with an unreadable expression.

With that, he shut the bedroom door behind him. I stared at the door in disbelief before taking deep breaths. The tears eventually came when I lay there with a burning ass rim and feeling sorry for myself for being duped by a dickhead. I bit down on the material in my mouth and continued to take laboured breaths through the discomfort as I wondered how many other non-violent methods of torture he had up his sleeve.

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His hand rested on my back as I looked down at the bathroom floor. He had me bent over his knee in the bathtub. When I heard the shower turn on, I felt relieved.

“Spread that ass for me, baby,” he said as the shame and humiliation made my stomach churn, but I was desperate for the water to rinse off any ginger residue on my ass.

I reached behind me and did what he asked, and instantly I felt the lukewarm water on me, followed by his fingers washing my ass. The burn from the ginger had started to fade by the time he got back, or my tolerance level had increased, but there was no way I could let him near my ass with chillies. The thought of it made me want to throw up. I grunted when he pushed his finger inside my ass.

“The first thing I’m going to do when your pregnancy test is positive is fuck this tight little asshole again,” he said as the water continued to pour over my ass. “You really did enjoy getting your ass fucked.”

Yeah, that was before I knew you were a lying shitbag.

“Part of me hopes you never try to leave me again,” he said as he began to fuck me with his finger. “But my dark side wants you to, so I can punish you again and again.”

I couldn't see anything but the white floor and his foot as I dangled over the edge of the bathtub. I stared at the white marble tile as my heart beat faster, but it was in fearandtemptation. I was curious about what he would do to me if I were a bad girl, as he put it. He pulled his finger out of me, and I remembered the chillies.

No, fuck that.

I’d never been courageous. Even as a child, I would shy away behind my parents if anyone tried to speak to me. When I was teased by a couple of other kids for my Korean looks I never told my parents, but I was grateful for my close friends to lean on. Yet my sister was like a frikking bulldozer. She took zero shit from anyone, and she was half my age.

He put the shower head under one of my hands, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Hold that,” he said as the water ran down my crack, but the pressure felt better as the shower head was closed to my sensitive ass.

He began to play with my pussy, and I clenched my eyes shut because I knew I was wet. I was grateful he didn't say anything humiliating, as I could only take so much in one day.

Chapter 31

Tae

I woke up with a smile on my face as I felt Nari cuddled up against me. She was still withdrawn from me after four days. I extended our stay and told her family that we were enjoying the break too much and it would be a while before we could escape again. Nari was like an angry little kitten, but only her eyes showed her genuine emotions. I loved the fire in them.

My eyes fell to the material I used to bind our wrists together every night. I nearly had a heart failure when she disappeared on the day she accessed my phone. It was my own carelessness in divulging information that led her to discover my passcode. I’d since changed it to the date I first fucked her pretty ass. I couldn't use the day I saw her because it was my birth date.

I had to keep her off my phone. Who knew what other twisted things I would do for her in the future? I never wanted her to find out how far I was willing to go.

I carefully untied the material from our wrists before I slid down the bed and began to nuzzle into her breasts. She wasn't huge, but she was proportioned to her build. For me, every part of her was perfection. When I fucked her on her hands and knees, her tits fit perfectly in my hands. My cock jutted out between us, drooling for her pussy like a bloodhound.

Her hand slapped my face, and I paused when it rested on my hair. When her breathing rhythm didn't change, I realised she was still asleep. I couldn't get enough of her. Last night she’d ridden my dick with a wild abandon that mesmerised me. She could hate me all she wanted if she hate-fucked me like that. It lit a fire in me, and I’d kept her up until the early morning hours.

I slipped my hand beneath her waist and used the other one to cup her bare ass cheek as I began to suck on her nipple. I took my sweet time in loving her breasts, only pausing when she stretched out her body to lengthen it before she rolled onto her back. My eyes stayed on her face as I began to inch the covers down her belly and past her hips until I saw her naked pussy.

I tugged on my dick to ease my discomfort before I decided that I needed to lube her pussy with my saliva before I could fuck her while she slept. The room was relatively dark with the curtains closed, so she might not wake up until I was inside of her. I got to work gently prying her legs open before I dipped my head down to let my spit drip down onto her pussy while I rubbed it into her with my fingers. When she sighed softly, I paused again, but her eyes were still closed.

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