The Prosecutor’s Office’s Proposal Chapter 202

“You’re prettier when you’re crying than when you’re talking.”

Watching me pout, he laughed softly and handcuffed one of my wrists.

“Try hugging your knees. So I can tie your hands under your knees.”

“That position is uncomfortable.”

“I know.”

After a moment of hesitation, I obediently hugged my knees, and he handcuffed the remaining wrist. My body naturally curled into a ball.

He had me lie on my side, curled up, and then smoothed out my scattered hair. It seemed he wanted to make my face more visible. While my thin hair fell between his thick fingers several times, his intense gaze moved from my profile to my shoulders. His lips, which were moderately plump and had delicate lines, touched my shoulder.

From my shoulder to my forearm, from the back of my hand to my fingers. His lips flowed over my skin to my fingertips more gently than ever. Forgetting that my wrists were handcuffed, I tried to grab the sheets, but only made a clink sound and curled my fingers. His lips found my fingers and sucked on them, then licked the hollow of my knees with his tongue, moving up along my thighs to my buttocks.

“Ah….”

It was as if he were a master at making the sensations of my skin sensitive. When his warm tongue rubbed and pressed against unexpected places, there was no way to calm my body, which was trembling while curled up. He saw it exactly right. The sensation of not being able to move comfortably excited me. The sensitivity that begins with tension stimulates sexual pleasure much more clearly.

“Eut, heuung….”

“Do you like this, too?”

He asked, rubbing the line from my thigh to my buttocks with his tongue. Too embarrassed to answer aloud, I quietly nodded, my cheeks burning hot with heat. The tip of his tongue, which had been licking around my buttocks to tease me, finally plunged into the backside.

“Ah!”

Clink, the metallic sound rang out again. Neckties or ropes were much better than handcuffs. The metallic sound of the handcuffs aurally broadcasted my inability to hide my pleasure in vivid detail.

I couldn’t bear the feeling of his tongue, which had been probing my backside, sliding again to lick my perineum, so I moved my head a little more to bury my lips into the sheets somehow. Prosecutor Joo blocked me with his hand as I moved as if to force myself to lie prone.

“Heuk, eut, ung….”

“You’re already hard.”

He lightly gripped and released my member, which was so erect that it was soaking wet. Mixed with the traces of my earlier ejaculation, my front side was a mess even before he had inserted anything. I wished he would just hurry up and put it inside. Those words climbed up to my throat, but I couldn’t bring myself to say them.

“You’re cute because you feel it so well.”

However, the word “cute” in the midst of all that gave me goosebumps. Is there ever a time for an adult man to be told he’s cute? Furthermore, it would be rare to find a person with fewer cute aspects than me.

When I glanced at him with an aghast expression, Joo Taeson laughed playfully and wiped my cheek softly with his palm.

“Stop being surprised every time I say you’re cute or pretty. It’s time you got used to it.”

“I, I’m only surprised because you say strange things.”

“It’s not a strange thing, it’s a statement of fact.”

Finally, he took off his bathrobe and positioned himself on top of me while I lay curled up. Prosecutor Joo opened the lid of the oil. Cold liquid poured onto my buttocks, and his warm palm rubbed the oil in, sweeping down every inch of my skin. My nerves were sharply on edge from the erotic sensation. It was just his palm touching me, but I never understood why I got excessively excited every time he touched me. I pressed my lips tightly with my teeth, but the faint metallic sound of the handcuffs revealed my condition nakedly again.

He applied oil several times, from the round parts of my buttocks to where he would insert his member. I curled my body in unnecessary tension, as it felt like it would make a loud squelching sound once he started thrusting. However, contrary to my tension, Prosecutor Joo softly loosened the entrance with his fingers. For a long time, just enough so that it wouldn’t hurt.

“Uung… hut….”

I let out groans I couldn’t hold back several times. A warm, feverish sensation spread throughout my body, and his fingers spread me open and slipped out.

His thick arms firmly supported his weight on the bed, and the tip of his erect member forced its way into the entrance that had become sludgy with oil. Even though he had loosened it for a long time to keep it from hurting, the blunt tip of the glans felt so large that I curled my body as much as I could. His oil-wet hand swept down my back.

“Just endure the initial pain. I’ll only do it once and finish.”

“Do you think, I’ll be fooled by that once or twice?”

“When have I ever lied to you?”

“…That ‘once’ is always long.”

“What’s long? You’re just feeling it that way because you’re sensitive, Chaeha.”

As the glans dug in and began to spread me open, my chin dropped on its own, and my head tilted back. As I trembled, clutching my legs with my hands gathered under my knees, his palm landed on my buttocks with a strength that didn’t hurt. The oil-wet skin made a wet sound as it clung to his palm.

“Relax, hmm?”

As if his tone being soft was enough. While he slapped a man’s buttocks like it was nothing.

But only sounds contrary to my feelings leaked from my lips.

“Heut… ah….”

“It’ll loosen up quickly today. Seeing how you’re sucking it in.”

The wet skin stuck to and pulled away from his firm palm again.

I wanted to say a word to him to stop using such vulgar expressions, but I only let out powerless groans and squeezed my eyes shut. He rearranged my bangs that had fallen down so that my profile was visible, and inserted his member a bit deeper. It felt like not even half was inside, but a feeling of pressure as if my lower abdomen was bulging forward pushed in, making my body curl up even more. Through the corner of my eye, I caught his dark eyes intently watching my curled-up body.

Supporting himself with both arms as if trapping me in his embrace, he pulled out his member—which hadn’t even fully entered—and pushed it back in halfway. It was a depth that didn’t feel painful.

“Ah!”

Habitually, I moved my hands to grab onto Joo Taeson’s arms in front of me, but with a clink sound, my hands returned to their place due to the handcuffs. A sharp pain bloomed in my wrists.

“If you move your hands carelessly like that, you’ll get bruised. You have to be careful. Unless you want to walk around with the signs of having sex like a pervert.”

“Wh, who’s fault is it that I’m wearing handcuffs, ah, ah….”

His member slipped out again and plunged into the loosened inside. Unable to move my hands, I put strength into my toes instead. As I couldn’t finish my sentence and hung my head as if curling up to my head, Prosecutor Joo fixed my head to the side so that I couldn’t do even that.

“Don’t hang your head.”

“Hut… ung, eut….”

“Lee Chaeha, you know it takes me a long time if I can’t see your face. Turn your face.”

The moment I turned my head to look up at him, Joo Taeson pulled his member out to the hilt and thrusted it in violently. As I dropped my jaw again at the feeling of the entrance being ripped open, he stared intently into my mouth this time.

“Stick out your tongue.”

“Ah, uung, heuk….”

As I timidly stuck out my tongue, trying to suppress my weeping, he leaned down further and took it, sucking on it. It was difficult to keep my mind straight with the contrast of him moving roughly below, while softly sucking on my tender flesh above. From below, the sound of our skin splashing violently and the metallic sound of the rattling handcuffs rose up.

The volume of his member, which moved out quickly and then pushed deep inside to press against my sensitive spot, began to make my mind go blank. Because I was curled up, it felt as if his member was being driven directly into my stomach. The sensation of a hot flame washing over me from my fingertips to my toes, over and over. Even then, Prosecutor Joo examined my moaning expression thoroughly as if to devour it, and sucked on my tongue, soaked in the heat, time and time again.

“Heut… ah, ung….”

“Shall we do it while looking at each other? I want to see you more properly.”

Prosecutor Joo turned my curled-up body to face the ceiling, then thrusted violently from below. Startled, I tried to grab the sheets with my hands, but my hands, caught by the handcuffs, returned to their original position. I had no choice but to hug my thighs. I want to hug not my legs, but Prosecutor Joo’s back, but because of the handcuffs, I couldn’t do that, and it made me feel desperate. I want to wrap my hands and legs around him and cling to him, to entrust myself entirely to him and cry uncontrollably, but with my hands forcibly bound, there was nothing I could do but clutch my own flesh.