Eat The World Tree - Chapter 172: Girin Class - Lee Shiba (4)

Jin Dallae shyly pushed forward, her cheeks blushing.

“Please hit me. Don’t hesitate.”

Her cheeks twitched, not for a romantic peck, but for a purpose rarely seen, one more lewd.

Masochist. I was not unaware of this minority’s fortress-like tendencies.

Did she really want to be hit by me?

The look in her eyes as she gazed at me was so intense and sticky with affection, you’d believe it if I said it harbored hearts.

“Do you really want to be hit? Why?”

“I, I don’t know. Just, can you hit me just once?”

“Since when have you felt this way?”

 

“Since you came out of the bar and slapped me….”

 

As Jin Dallae continued to speak, she gently stroked my thighs as if urging me.

Honey literally dripped from her. Seeing that, I could tell how much she had been waiting for this situation.

‘Huff….’

I raised my hand to Jin Dallae’s right cheek.

“Ah.”

The corners of her mouth slowly rose.

【 ‘World Tree of Purity’ frowns. 】

As the notification from the World Tree popped up, I sighed and slapped Jin Dallae’s cheek with controlled strength.

-Zzaak!

“…Keugh!”

A slap that might be exchanged between parting lovers.

Though I moderated my force, it was strong enough that Jin Dallae’s head snapped back, leaving a vivid palm print on her cheek.

“Kkaha… Haa… Haak.”

The red handprint on her cheek and her dilated, pink-tinted pupils didn’t even seem odd.

The youthful face of Jin Dallae, who usually had no such tastes, even aroused a sadistic impulse in me.

“It hurts….”

-Plop, Plop.

Drops of honey fell from beneath her.

A flipped switch that couldn’t be turned off, one slap had become a catalyst for her to urge me further.

“Harder… Hit me harder.”

“Are you sure it’s okay?”

“…Don’t be gentle. Somehow, that seems better.”

Was I doing this right? I thought to myself as I got up from the bed.

Jin Dallae’s sexual fantasy: Spanking and SM.

Comparing the time I corrected Hwangdo’s jealousy to my first encounter with Jin Dallae, there was only one difference.

‘The sexual fantasy wasn’t fulfilled.’

So, could satisfying her sexual fantasy be the way to alleviate Jin Dallae’s obsession?

“Hurry up… Huh.”

Jin Dallae trembled her shoulders and thighs as she looked at me.

She didn’t recklessly reach out but respectfully spread her thighs, kneeling on the bed in a standing posture.

She seemed to enjoy even this neglected situation.

I grabbed Jin Dallae’s groin with my hand and slowly pushed her back.

“…Hit you?”

I asked, just in case, and she nodded twice.

“Ha…,”

She sighed, lightening the burden.

Well, what, as if my body was ever my own to Dallae or Hwangdo.

Someday, perhaps, such an experience could turn out to be pleasant.

Why not steal a tree’s power, especially if that tree was crazy about SM?

‘Slave-girl master play is no problem at this point.’

That memory was so stimulating that Hwangdo still sometimes called me Master.

Even now, my place was obscenely wiggling under the buff of a lecherous demon.

“Hey.”

I lowered my voice as much as possible.

At the same time, Jin Dallae’s eyes filled with an incomparable anticipation.

“…Yes.”

“If you don’t want to, shake your head three times.”

Leaving only a slim chance, I lifted Jin Dallae’s chin without giving her a moment to respond and slapped her other cheek a bit harder than before.

-Zzaak!

“Haah…!”

This time, her head snapped to the opposite side.

“Why do you feel it when you get hit? Are you a real pervert?”

It was a genuine question I had while dealing with this situation. Meanwhile, Dallae was looking at me, unable to calm her rough breathing due to the rapidly changed atmosphere.

“…Ah. Uh.”

“Answer.”

-Zzaak!

“Kyah… Hup.”

“You’re not going to answer?”

-Zzaak!

After about three hits, Jin Dallae’s legs gave out, and she collapsed. She buried her face in my groin, breathing heavily, then twisted her cute face enchantingly with a smile.

“Pervert… yes. It seems like it.”

“Did you enjoy it that much when I broke through once?”

“…Ung. It was so good. I always think of you.”

The ground underfoot became wet. Already sticky, it even felt somewhat heavy.

What was that honey made of? Briefly wondering, I grabbed Jin Dallae’s shoulders and used her weight to press her down.

“Keugh.”

Her thighs gently spread, ready to receive me. The ripe, linear vagina was filled with honey, and when I stirred it with my fingers, a sticky liquid clung to my fingers and overflowed.

“Hah… Aah. Aang.”

“Do you like it?”

“I like it… love it. Really love it.”

Each time I scraped the honey from the vaginal walls, Jin Dallae’s body convulsed.

“Hrkk… Hitt… Krheuk.”

The voice of the female matured, and her waist moved up and down as if she was having sex.

“…It tickles. Hurry, put it in.”

“No.”

“…What?”

Jin Dallae looked at me desperately with a baffled face. Her squirrel-like expression evoked sadism.

I smeared honey heavily on two fingers and shoved them into Jin Dallae’s mouth.

“Krheup… Up?!”

A bewildered Jin Dallae. However, her desperate eyes gradually morphed into pleasure.

Each moment, she became more thoroughly trained.

“Lick.”

“Krhp, Hrp… Churp. Chrk.”

“Sweet? It’s from your hole.”

“Haah, Chrk.”

Her clumsy tongue movements gradually focused on caressing my fingers.

Jin Dallae trembled her hands and shivered her waist but did not touch my body at all.

“Do you want to be hit more?”

“…Ooong, yes.”

“Beg for it.”

Words I hadn’t even thought of spilled out fluently. As if a lecherous demon had created a dictionary in advance, it flowed out very naturally.

“You’re a female tree. A liking for being hit. Begging shouldn’t be hard, right?”

-Pok.

When I pulled out my fingers, the sound of blocked air bursting out was heard, and Jin Dallae’s tongue came forward to greet.

“Haah…”

Fully immersed in the situation, she soon got up on her knees, entwined stickily in the puddle of honey she had spilled.

“Please… you.”

Not a bow but respectfully clasping her hands and bowing her head.

Her erect nipples indicated her level of excitement.

I rolled up the clothes I had taken off and wrapped them around Jin Dallae’s arms, creating a simple bondage that was enough to excite her.

“Ah… Aah.”

Seemingly forgetting how to speak, Jin Dallae wiggled her hips while bound and prone.

I made my hand into a hook shape and suddenly thrust it inside her.

-Jjeolgeoeok.

I parted the vaginal walls filled again with honey even though they had been emptied.

“Kkhrheueuk.”

I shook my hand as if it were vibrating.

I scraped the vaginal walls, and Jin Dallae’s face, soaked in pleasure, tipped back out of my sight.

-Jjeok, Jjeok. Jjeok.

“Huaang, Aaang… Aang. Aaang!”

As Jin Dallae’s waist twisted sharply and her posture almost collapsed, I continued to move my hand while keeping her bound by force.

Jin Dallae, unable to offer even minimal resistance, trembled her legs and screamed out moans mixed with cries.

“Aang, Aaaat, Wa, Wait! Just a moment… I feel so strange…. Just a moment, please. Just… Heuk, Hrup. Kkhrheueueuk!”

The moans resounded loudly within the dorm room.

“Kkhaaak…!!”

Pushshiiii.

Clear water started to spray out from her vulva.

“Haak… Kkhrheu. Uaah.”

-Joreureu.

With her arms covering her eyes out of embarrassment, Jin Dallae’s arms fell powerlessly onto the bedspread.

Speechless, she looked at me with dilated pupils, bewildered by the feelings she was experiencing for the first time.

“…I’m sorry, I… peed.”

Her hole was gaping. The honey was stretching stickily.

Her lubrication, which was supposed to be for mating, stretched even more stickily than before, resembling a spiderweb.

It seemed as if it was screaming to be penetrated right then.

Blood naturally rushed to my lower abdomen.

‘I would have penetrated now, but….’

I couldn’t do it now.

It’s to satisfy Jin Dallae’s sexual fantasies.

I removed my fingers and, using the viscosity of the honey, I harshly slapped Jin Dallae’s buttocks, still reverberating with the climax.

-Paang!

“Hrak!”

Jin Dallae looked at me desperately with wide eyes.

“Da, Just a moment, please. I just cameeeee.”

-Paang!

“Haaaang…!”

White waves rippled between my fingers on the jiggling, white buttocks.

The flesh waved like waves, leaving bright red marks.

Jin Dallae, bound to me, couldn’t resist and only shook her head twice.

“It hurts! It huuurts….”

“You like being hurt, don’t you.”

-Paang!

“Haak!”

I added more hits enthusiastically.

Striking felt so good that, like drizzle wetting clothes, increasing the strength gradually made Jin Dallae begin to feel it, denying the pain as she covered her face with her hands.

Indeed, the situation was extremely embarrassing.

A 20-year-old just out of high school, now a college freshman, feeling pleasure from being spanked while bound by a peer.

Not some neighborhood adult video; what was this?

-Paang!

“Kkrheup!”

With one final blow, a delicate moan escaped Jin Dallae as she collapsed, crying on the bed.

“Heuk… Hrup.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Ouch…”

A face crying with pleasure.

“It hurts… Heuk, but it feels good.”

Yet, the words that burst out were still annoying. My lower parts were starting to ache too, and I climbed on top of Jin Dallae.

As the thick flesh of my penis touched the once-broken crevice, Jin Dallae stopped crying and looked at me.

“…Sex, huh. Are you going to?”

Even while hiccupping with tears, she seemed eager to witness the penetration.

I struck Jin Dallae’s cheek hard, feeling the sadism.

-Zzaak!

“Kkhrup.”

“Why ask if you’re going to put it in?”

“…Sorry. I just wanted to watch.”

Before Jin Dallae could look at me again, I aligned my strength with the crevice and inserted myself fully.

-Jjeolgeoeok!

“Kkhaaak…”

The interior of the vagina was still dry. I penetrated her a second time, opening the closed area.

The tightly packed honey created pleasure intertwined with the vaginal pressure.

Jin Dallae’s vagina was like a machine extracting semen.

“Kakhak… Haak.”

There was no gentleness in the insertion.

Jin Dallae winced with great pain.

“…It hurts. I can’t breathe.”

That’s normal.

I relentlessly pounded her cervix.

Originally, the uterus should have moved up to hit the end of the vagina, but strangely, Jin Dallae’s uterus was descended.

She’s not a succubus… It seemed she was just born to be devoured by a human.

“Aak! Heuk ak… Haak…♡”

Amidst the pain, Jin Dallae’s body quivered with pleasure.

“I… today, Kkhrup, ugh!… It’s a safe day.”

With the tightening vaginal pressure, I pushed my penis with all my strength and ejaculated inside her uterus.

“Heueuueung! Hup.”

Jin Dallae moaned with a broken voice as her whole body relaxed.

I still felt stiffness in my penis as I started moving it inside her again.

“…?! Ah, I just came.”

She raised her moans again, thinking it was over.

“Aang, ak… Aang. Haang aang!”

I knocked once inside her and then…

“Kkhrheup, ugh!”

I pulled out effortlessly despite the tight vaginal pressure.

“Haaeuueuk”

Like handling a puppet. As if secretly maneuvering a solitary tree hidden deep in the mountains.

I raised my hand and this time made a fist, softly striking her lower abdomen.

-Peok!

“Aang… aang. Haak, Kkhrheueup-”

Jin Dallae’s breath paused for a moment as her vagina convulsed around my penis.

A murky liquid flowed again from my lower abdomen.

I continued shaking my hips without care.

-Peok!

The Lustful Demon, had I already reached a domain beyond approach?

In this situation, it wasn’t only Jin Dallae who felt pleasure.

I lightly lifted Jin Dallae’s body and hugged her tightly enough to break.

“Kek… Hup, Kup. Eung……♡”

The affection between the choked breaths.

As I pounded her from a lifted position, the descended cervix slowly opened.

“Khrup, eung.”

Jin Dallae, unable to speak, forcibly adjusted to my movements. Yet, she seemed to still feel good, her mouth half open, tongue sticking out. Even biting her tongue during the vigorous movement seemed pleasurable.

-Cheolpeok!

“Here it goes.”

“Heueung. Eung. Eung…euk♡”

I ejaculated once again. I loosened the grip of my embrace and looked at Jin Dallae’s relaxed face.

“Heu… eue.”

Her eyes were hollow, her appearance a complete mess. There were handprints on her cheeks, breasts, and shoulders. The same went for her buttocks, where white skin was marked with red scars.

Jin Dallae collapsed into my arms. When I pulled out my penis, something thick mixed with honey and semen stretched from her opening.

The bed was already sticky like a spilled jar of honey.

“Kek, kek.”

Jin Dallae, clearing her throat late, coughed several times as if her throat was scratchy, then flashed me a sheepish smile.

“Did you enjoy being inside me?”

Her face was youthful, with a hint of love deficiency mixed with a spoonful of anxiety, obsession, and love. Her hair draped over her lips, and despite sweat beading on her forehead, she didn’t lose her smile in front of me, which stirred my sadism.

I felt transformed to fit Jin Dallae’s play.

Now that our session was over, I felt like fulfilling that deficiency a bit. I gently stroked Jin Dallae’s hair and held her close.

“I’m sorry, hey.”

“Nooo…. If it’s you, anything is okay.”

Jin Dallae still whispered in my ear with a hoarse voice.

“Because I love you….”

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Name/Gender: Jin Dallae (Female)

Age/Height: 20/165cm.

Sex Fantasy: Spanking.

Romantic Fantasy: Going to the zoo with the man she likes.

Current Status: Slightly alleviated obsession! Continuous fulfillment of her sexual fantasy can treat her mental instability.

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Seeing that screen behind her, I let out a sigh of relief inwardly.

‘So it’s not cured yet.’

Digesting rooted love deficiency couldn’t be done with just a day’s relationship. Knowing the cause and outcome were different from Hwangdo, I decided not to dwell on this situation.

There were too many wounded people around me.

And many who even tried to harm their remaining lives.

In this current situation where I must solve everything, Jin Dallae’s obsession was just one of the processes that flowed by.