23 - Chapter 21: Police Officer
With a throbbing headache, Jin Seo-yun struggled to open her eyes.
As soon as she opened her eyes, the blurry white ceiling told her this wasn't her home.
'The bed seems softer too... and...'
Catching the faint smell of medicine, Jin Seo-yun realized she was in a hospital.
'My head hurts so much I could die...'
It wasn't just the wound throbbing; it felt like the pain was seeping into every corner of her brain.
"Huuu..."
Groaning from the headache, Jin Seo-yun's mind gradually cleared.
As her senses came back, her ears caught a sound she hadn't noticed before.
A scraping sound, like someone peeling something. Turning her head toward it, she saw a woman peeling an apple.
"Oh, you're awake?"
She'd never seen the woman before, but her clothes and the situation made it easy to guess who she was.
'She's wearing a police uniform. And if a stranger shows up after I got mugged, it's obviously a cop here to take a statement.'
The brown-haired woman was casually helping herself to an apple from the get-well fruit basket, peeling it. If she weren't in uniform, she'd look more like a gang member than a cop.
Without even offering the apple to its rightful owner—Jin Seo-yun—she ate it with a fork and flashed her police ID. The ID read Park Ye-bin.
"I'm basically this kind of person. So, your head. Who did it?"
"...I don't know. All I remember is someone coming up behind me on a motorcycle and hitting me with an iron pipe..."
"Is that so?"
Park Ye-bin shrugged.
"And you didn't see the face of the bastard who hit you?"
"They covered their face. Ah...!"
In the middle of talking, as if suddenly remembering, Jin Seo-yun lifted her head.
"D-Detective! The younger friend I was with was kidnapped by that mugger. You need to save him quickly..."
Hearing that, Park Ye-bin finally looked interested.
"Kidnapped? So it wasn't just a simple theft? What's the name of this younger friend?"
"Han Su-hyeon. Han Su-hyeon."
Listening to Jin Seo-yun's statement, Park Ye-bin nodded along.
"Han Su-hyeon. Is it a girl or a guy?"
"A guy. Why do you ask?"
"No, just curious because the name is androgynous."
At that point, Park Ye-bin ended the conversation and stood up.
"Thanks for the testimony. Get some rest."
Walking out of the hospital, Park Ye-bin thought.
'Should I go get some pussy for the first time in a while.'
Thinking that, she put a cigarette in her mouth, something she hadn't been able to do since the hospital was a non-smoking area.
"Let's see..."
Ilina took something out of the pocket of her discarded pants.
'What... the...'
What she picked up was a thin rod.
She tapped it against my glans, which was still covered in semen.
"Then, before I start the real punishment..."
Ilina squatted down in front of me. And she brought her lips to the tip of my glans. It was like she was kissing it.
No, maybe it was a kiss. A deep kiss, at that.
Ilina's tongue slipped between her lips and touched the tip of my glans. She gently probed my urethral opening with the tip of her tongue.
I thought I'd gotten somewhat used to the stimulation on my cock, but that was apparently a mistake.
As my urethra—which wasn't usually targeted—was penetrated, all the strength drained from my body again, and I almost collapsed.
"Hmm... this should be enough."
After sufficiently and carefully stimulating my urethral opening with her tongue, Ilina stood up again. Saliva stretched and broke between my glans and her lips.
"Then, shall we start the punishment?"
The rod she'd brought earlier touched my urethral opening, which had just been worked over by her tongue.
Uh, fuck. No way.
That 'no way' was correct. Ilina inserted the thin rod directly into my urethra.
"Ugh...?!"
Surprisingly, it didn't hurt.
The urethral opening had been pre-warmed by her tongue, and the rod, contrary to appearances, was soft and pliable.
"Ugh... huh... ah..."
Having a place that had never been stimulated before touched felt strange. My body twisted involuntarily.
"Ah... ah... huuu... eu..."
It wasn't like someone was tickling me, but my whole body felt ticklish. The tingling, electric-like sensation only added to it. Something was rising from my lower belly.
"Ueo... ah..."
"Hehe."
Ilina was standing behind me, holding me so I didn't fall. But my body was completely leaning against hers, relying on her.
Was it because my urethra was being continuously stimulated? I felt like I needed to pee. A definite difference from the feeling of ejaculation.
In the end, the moment the rod was completely pulled out, I sprayed out transparent urine along with a mind-numbing pleasure.
"There we go, there we go."
It was my first time experiencing a male squirt in both my previous life and my current life.
Scared by that unfamiliar sensation, I almost cried.
"Looks like you've reflected on your actions."
Seeing my expression like I was about to cry, Ilina kissed my cheek.
Then she sat me down on a chair. And as she pulled her pantyhose and panties down to her knees, bringing her pussy to the tip of my glans...
Someone knocked on the door.
"What is it?"
Ilina asked in an awkward pose reminiscent of someone about to sit on a toilet.
At her sharp voice, the person who had knocked answered hurriedly.
"Well... Detective Park is here."
"That person? Why?"
"I think she might have caught wind of something..."
"Haa, I see. I'll be right up."
In the end, only the tip touched the entrance teasingly before pulling away.
She roughly pulled her panties and stockings back up, locked me in the semi-basement room, and left.
Park Ye-bin, who had changed into plain clothes, was sipping whiskey in the gang's reception room. Naturally, she was being treated to the gang's whiskey.
As she poured whiskey into a glass with ice and sipped it, soon Ilina hurriedly opened the reception room door and entered.
"Wow, look who it is. Isn't it Detective Park? It's been a while."
"Hmm."
At Ilina's slightly fawning, delighted greeting, Park Ye-bin simply nodded in reply.
'Still a fucking bitch.'
Seeing that attitude, Ilina cursed inwardly while smiling outwardly.
Whether Ilina thought that or not, Park Ye-bin didn't care and swirled her ice-filled glass.
"You've stocked up on more expensive stuff than last time? Business must be good these days, huh?"
"Just getting by. Anyway, what brings you here?"
"There's only one reason a detective comes looking for gangster bastards."
Yeah. That figures.
Ilina sat on the opposite sofa and continued the conversation.
"I guess your husband has been stingy with your allowance lately."
"What nonsense. I'm the breadwinner, so I hold the purse strings firmly."
"Then that's a relief."
Despite having an ashtray next to her, Park Ye-bin deliberately stubbed out her cigarette butt in the whiskey-filled ice glass.
"And I didn't come here to collect a bribe today."
"Oh my, then?"
For a moment, the two women's beast-like eyes met.
"Why the hell did you hit that hunter trainee's head?"
"...That wasn't the goal. I just said that if there was someone who seemed like they'd interfere, it was okay to deal with them first."
At Ilina's answer, Park Ye-bin chuckled.
"Then let me change the question. What's with that boy that you kidnapped him out of the blue? Did he fuck you and run?"
Despite the provocative remark, Ilina didn't react much and calmly denied it.
"No. That's not possible."
"I guess so. What kind of cock would have the balls to fuck the great Ilina and run? At least not anyone living around here."
Ilina picked up the whiskey bottle. She took a swig straight from it and wet her throat.
"Pfft! It's nothing special. They beat up my girls and ran, so I just made an example of him so we don't look weak."
"But your subordinates were the ones who started it, right?"
"Does that matter?"
"No, not at all."
The two women looked at each other and laughed. It was a filthy, dirty laugh.
"So, did you come to investigate because of that?"
"No."
"Then what reason did you come for?"
"You know."
Yeah, she had already guessed.
"I came to fill my womb with some cock juice."
*
After Ilina left, called away by her subordinate, I just sat there blankly.
I'd heard the word 'detective' during their conversation, but I didn't have much hope.
They'd probably take a bribe and sweep this under the rug too.
And that was the best-case scenario. I was in a position where I had to worry about ending up in an even worse situation.
What a fucking bullshit world. Fuck.
And that worry became reality a moment later, crashing down on me.
Ilina appeared, opening the steel door again, and gave me an order.
"Follow me. Someone wants to see you."
I had nothing but a very bad feeling about this.