Precautions of a Snakepit - Chapter 56 (R-19)

Won was puzzled. The idea of a man climbing on top of her while sleeping defied common sense.

“What are you… Ugh!”

The hand she raised to push the man away fell back to the bed.

He grabbed both of her hands and tightened his grip, pushing both her arms back onto the bed. She tried to break free from his grasp, but it wasn’t working. She couldn’t move her hands, as if they had been placed in a mold and plaster was poured over them to harden them.

“Let go! Get off of me!”

Unlike her gritted teeth, the man was calm, as if he didn’t feel any resistance. Struggle or not, subduing her was just as easy as child’s play.

In the face of overwhelming strength, Won felt humiliated and helpless.

He stared down at her without even a smile. A chill ran down her spine as she felt like prey being watched by a beast before it pounced. She could only glare at him.

“What are you doing?”

“Well, what do you think I’m going to do?”

“You tell me.”

“You already know, pretty girl.”

His reply made her blood run cold.

“Why are you acting like you don’t?”

Won gritted her teeth at his nonchalant demeanor.

Yes, as he spoke, there was only one thing she could think of that the man on top of her would do while she was pinned down, but she wanted to believe there was another reason.

They’d been searching the vault together just moments ago, and he wrapped his arms around her and offered his body while she searched the filing cabinets. He was dragged into the stabilization room so she could get out and he had been trustworthy, although insincere, but habitually clingy and…

Her head felt dizzy from the rush of thoughts.

He brought her hands together above her head, crossing them in an X, and pressed down with one of his own hands. Her hands were now clasped together in one of his. 

With his free hand, he cupped her cheek, murmuring, “It’s okay, you’ll like it. I’ll make you c*m.”

“Don’t.”

“You’ll be begging for more in no time.”

“That kind of unfounded confidence is sick! Ew, I told you no!”

His hand dug into her top. It was unmistakably a human hand, and a sensation similar to the one she had experienced with Dr. Madison when she was tickled overwhelmed her. It was a stinging sensation like when she had been soaked with a drug and teased with a brush.

“You’re sensitive. How can you go about your daily life like this?”

“Shut up.”

“Is the mere touch above your clothes enough to make your legs go limp?”

His hand swept across her back and undid the hook of her bra in a flash. Won was taken aback by the skillfulness in which it was done; he didn’t need to see it, he only used his sense of touch to take it off. Before she could wonder how he was able to do so, his hand invaded her br*asts and her mind went blank.

He gave it a light squeeze as if sizing it up and cursed.

“F*ck, it’s so f*cking big.”

Releasing the soft br*ast, which slipped between his splayed fingers, he tugged at her n*pples.

“What a babe.”

His calloused fingertips harshly twisted her peaks.

“Mmph!”

“You haven’t let anyone touch them all this time, yeah? You could have asked me to taste them.”

“Son of a bitc-… Ugh!”

Won groaned as his hand relentlessly pinched as if to punish her. The pain was blinding, and for a moment she thought her n*pples would fall off, but she could tell they were still attached by his fingers gently stroking the sides as if he was soothing them. The on-again, off-again stroking felt like an attempt to tame her using a whip and carrots.

“You should be encouraging me to try delicious things, sweetheart. That’s the way things are supposed to be, don’t you agree?”

Won was silent, feeling like if she denied it, her n*pples would be pinched again without relief. It didn’t mean she agreed with him. She shot him a wordless look, and his mouth drew a smooth arc.

“Tell me to taste them, do it.”

“You think I’m crazy, right?”

Tugging and releasing her still-tingling n*pples once more, Top Dog circled his fingers around them to tease her. It was deliberate and slow like he was trying to trap her into agreeing.

Every time his fingers touched the sides, the hairs on her body seemed to stand on end. Her spine tingled and her legs twitched, even though he didn’t apply the ticklish drug. She could feel her n*pples harden as if all her nerves rushed to the spot he was teasing.

“Repeat after me.”

He commanded, his voice eerily low.

“Taste my t*ts, oppa.”

No one in their right mind would repeat that. Won was sane, but for some reason, her mouth moved on its own accord, like she was being controlled.

“Mmmmm, taste my t*ts, oppa. Please.”

‘What?’

Was she hypnotized?

‘Otherwise, why would I do this…’

“Are you embarrassed about your t*ts? Well, I’ll change that.”

He chuckled in amusement and rubbed her n*pple with his thumb like he was praising her for a job well done.

She should have been mortified by such a gesture, but somehow her flesh responded to his touch, relishing in it.

‘This is weird. This doesn’t make sense. This can’t be real.’

“I’m going to taste you, beautiful.”

He takes a bite out of her upper br*asts. He didn’t sink his teeth; he only used his lips and gently sucked it, then pulled away with an intentional “popping” sound.

“Pretty girl, do you usually eat a lot of grass?”

“What the hell…”

“Eggs, milk, anything that’s labeled ‘grass-fed’ costs more and tastes better, right? Isn’t that the same with cow’s meat?”

Won wondered why he was acting like she was a cow. Not that it matters, but grain-fed cows have more tender meat than grass-fed cows because they have more marbling.

‘He’s consistently an ignorant assh*le.’

Like when he recognized the X’s on the floor plan, but didn’t know what they meant.

“By the look on your pretty face, I must have been wrong?”

He glared down at her and smirked. She inwardly cursed him and called him a demon, then he dropped his head to her chest.

“Well, I’ll guess right this time about what you like.”

A shiver ran down her spine as the fell of his breath near her n*pple. His hands cupped her br*asts and massaged them as he sucked on her peaks.

His tongue flicked around her n*pple and she suddenly remembered the candy. He licked the lollipop, his red tongue swirling and licking up the round candy with skill. The teasing tongue that was licking the lollipop was now around her n*pples.

Wiggling her toes, she sobbed.

“Hmph, ah… don’t, stop… ugh!”

“Don’t stop? My beautiful girl always says what I want to hear.”

He made it sound like it was his intention. He knew that Won didn’t mean that, but he was being a d*ck and interpreting it to his advantage.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed, I’ll still think you’re pretty. You don’t need to beg me, I’ll make sure you’re about to lose your mind.”

Before she could argue about what was said, he swallowed her chest again. She let out a low moan as the hot tongue swirled around like a protective shield. The saliva-soaked protuberance dried and the cold rushed in, and for a moment, she was disillusioned with pleasure. She struggled to get out of this situation, but her efforts were futile in the face of absolute strength.

She couldn’t push his one hand away with both. With both of her wrists trapped in his hand, she couldn’t win.

Both Top Dog and Won are humans, and she has been working out, but it is still futile.

A dizzying mix of helplessness, anger at the inherent absurdity, and unwanted pleasure swirled in her head. Then, there was the excitement, which was recognized as s*xual excitement, and an overwhelming surge of pleasure raced through her body like nothing she ever felt before.

Something in the pit of her stomach tightened as her n*pples were toyed with by his tongue and hands, and she felt hot between her legs. Her thighs twitched and she realized how embarrassing it would be that he was about to make her c*m from just toying with her br*asts.

A world-whitening sensation ran through Won as Top Dog greedily licked at the mound of one br*ast and lightly scratched his nails against the mound of the other, the one he had been relentlessly teasing with his hand.

Won bit her lip and tried to pretend as best she could: pretending not to care, pretending not to feel, and pretending not to twitch. It was all for naught, though, as he took off her bottoms.

Pulling her pants and underwear down at once, he asked in a mocking tone.

“What difference does it make when you’re this wet, pretty girl?”

Won felt her whole body burn with shame.

“Look at the way you’re dripping. I don’t have to warm you up more, I can just plunge in.”

Glancing down between her legs, he continued with the conversation of things she didn’t want to hear.

“Your hole looks small, but since it’s this wet, I bet I’ll slip right in.”

Pulling down his pants, he poked around her lower half.

The word “p*nis” was too dignified and undeserved to describe the thing that stood taut and erect, bulging with sinew and flesh. The word “d*ck” was more appropriate for that ugly, ghastly thing.

The size had no place to be inserted into a human’s body. The thing that shouldn’t be there was placed between her legs and he spoke in a heated voice.

“Now, I’m going to feed you something good, pretty girl.”

Kofi