Capturing the True Hero
Bound Lee Seowon was indescribably beautiful. Her naked body was on full display—the stunning form that every man dreamed of but no man had ever seen. Her wrists were shackled to chains dangling from the ceiling. Her ankles were locked tight in steel restraints. Her back and ass were visible. Her firm, perfect thighs gleamed. Her massive breasts swayed with gravity, while her pristine pussy clenched tight, quivering faintly. Her nearly flawless shoulder and back muscles only made her more alluring.
"Hoo..."
She let out a sigh.
"Uh, ah?"
She stirred awake. "Oh dear... looks like I've been tied up... Hmm, ah? Wait, am I naked? How embarrassing."
She stayed calm, unflustered, assessing her situation coolly.
"So your goal wasn't my life, but my body. Well, not sure if I should thank you for that."
"...I'm going to defile you and turn you into my sex slave."
"A wise choice would be to rethink that. You haven't read too many dirty comics, have you? No woman would ever submit to pleasure and become a slave."
Her tone, once like a friendly big sister's before her capture, had shifted to serious and resolute. This was the hero. The true face of Hero Lee Seowon revealed itself.
"The pleasure from sex has its limits. Even if you push past them temporarily, pleasure becomes familiar over time. A person's character and beliefs can't be changed by a few rapes."
It was sound logic. Unwavering, firm, crystal-clear doctrine without a hint of tremor.
"Of course, if a scientist capable of drugging me existed... they could probably whip up some insane narcotic."
She was strong. Superhuman mental fortitude. This wasn't like at the abandoned factory, where she spoke truth fearlessly because "she'd win anyway." Even neutralized and subdued, she spoke her principles without fear. Her body might be restrained, but her mind stood unyielding.
"But even if you turned me into an addict and used me as you pleased, that wouldn't be you defiling me with your cock. It'd just be drugs clouding my reason temporarily."
"...We'll see about that once I try."
I stepped right up to her face and met her eyes. She was beautiful. Strong. My resolve wavered.
"Wait. I know that face—"
Her eyes lit up with a mix of joy and surprise as she looked at me.
"...Boy?"
"Huh?"
I bit my lip hard and shook my head.
"What are you talking about?"
"No, boy! You think I'd forget? It's you—the brave kid from the subway who desperately tried to save everyone else!"
I stared at Lee Seowon in a daze.
"You... remember me?"
"Of course! How could I forget someone who did the right thing..."
She let out an awkward laugh. "Though to be fair, I don't remember everyone I've saved. But you... you were special to me."
"Why?"
"During that terrorist attack, I'd just been betrayed once. There was a villain's mole in the Hero Association, and I was thrown into the field without proper intel."
This was info I hadn't known back then. I couldn't have imagined it. To civilian In Jisan, Hero Lee Seowon had shown only a bright, vibrant smile.
"I couldn't trust people anymore. I started doubting if what I did even mattered. That mole? Someone I'd risked my life to save on another battlefield."
Hero's eyes.
"But there, I saw you. Trembling, terrified... yet screaming desperately not for your own life, but for others'."
Just as she was memorable to me, I had been memorable to her.
"Getting involved with a hero isn't good for civilians, so... I never went back to find you. But I kept you in my heart."
"I see..."
"And the boy I remembered so fondly! I never imagined he'd grow up into a pervert kidnapping women and tying them up naked!"
She pouted like a sulky child. Not disgust or contempt, but a smile tinged with regret.
"You said you want to make me your sex slave. Is that really necessary?"
"..."
"Boy. Even if you drugged me into losing my mind, all you'd get is an empty shell of my body."
"And if that's what I need?"
"That'd be pointless. Or rather, if you had a scientist who could harm my body from the start... creating someone who looks just like me via full-body plastic surgery would be a piece of cake. But would that even mean anything?"
Even now, Lee Seowon wasn't worrying about herself—she was worried about me.
"Boy. Fall in love."
She was beautiful.
"Share emotions between people, find joy in caring for someone, feel solidarity and warmth from genuine gratitude. That's far more valuable than my worthless body."
Hero Lee Seowon loved me—loved everyone. Justice and duty were mere tips of the iceberg compared to the boundless love she poured out indiscriminately. She was too pure. Her light threatened to shatter my desires at the root.
"Still—"
I desperately clamped my mouth shut. If I said "It's something I have to do," her spirit would never break. She'd believe in me. She'd unconditionally trust the absurd claim that "I have to rape her for the greater good." No matter how brutally I violated her, she'd envelop me in those compassionate eyes.
So I couldn't earn her pity. No matter what, I had to stick to the choices. I had to recreate them.
"No."
I grabbed her head with my hand and forced it down. If I delayed even a second, she'd notice my eyes growing wet.
"No need to talk. Let me explain your position."
Absolutely no more conversation, no matter what. I had to treat Lee Seowon like meat. Like an onahole to thrust my cock into and vent my lust. The moment I empathized with her even a little more, I couldn't play the "villain organization leader" raping her.
"Urghhh..."
I moved to her side and roughly kneaded her breast. To inflict pain.
"How can it be so..."
Every time my fingers dug in, I felt fierce resistance. It sounded ridiculous, but her whole body was firm. Her breasts weren't hard, but they had incredible elasticity.
"Hngh, haah, gently, please..."
"You think you're in a position to give orders?"
"Heeeek!"
I shoved my fingers straight into her pussy. This... what the hell...
I'd heard the vulgar internet rumors that a physical hero's pussy was "delicious." But I never imagined it'd be this good. It felt like her pussy was alive, sucking my fingers in. Endlessly writhing, seducing me.
"S-stop! I'm a virgin! A virgin, so..."
"So what?"
"B-boy. It might not be your first time, but... at least for me, it's my first. And for you, defiling me would be a first too."
"So?"
"Fingers... I hate fingers. Please, please..."
"What, you want me to rape you with my cock instead? Then beg for it."
I spat nasty words. I cooled my heart to ice.
"Love, love..."
"Still yapping about love at a time like this? Fine, then—back on the day we met, if I'd asked you out, would you have said yes?"
Lee Seowon cried out in shock.
"Of course not! You were... in your school uniform, a minor, and I was an adult. No matter how small the age gap, adults have a duty to protect minors— Hiiiik!"
I roughly stirred my fingers inside her pussy and posed the next question.
"What about years later, when we're both adults?"
"I... don't know. Dating a hero is dangerous. My lover would be the top target for villains. I'd probably... refuse at first."
Lee Seowon had no normal life. No day job, no mask. Every moment of her daily routine was captured by the media, and she performed as the perfect hero every second.
"But if you truly loved me. My heart would have wavered. If that fluttering, surging emotion kept going, I couldn't have held out forever."
"..."
"We'd start with one meal together. Watch a movie. Date. This much is fine, just this much, I'd tell myself, getting closer bit by bit... and eventually, I might have given in."
A story of stacked "what ifs," maybe a bit fanciful. But hearing it from Lee Seowon's own lips made it so sweet, so tempting.
"Whispering love to each other, embracing. Romantically, happily... we could have enjoyed each other's bodies."
Even now, she preached love.
"Yeah?"
But I had my duty. I had to defile Lee Seowon. Fuck every hole in her body and make her my sex slave.
"Haaaaaaaah!"
I slammed my cock into her pussy.