Promises Exist to Be Kept (6)
At Kang Hanna's cry, Park Dohyun's eyes went wide with surprise, and a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Pfft—ha! You really are a pervert, aren't you? Fine. I can do that. But there's a condition."
Kang Hanna looked at him, uneasy.
"Wh... what is it?"
"What is it, you ask... Maste—"
Still smiling, Park Dohyun leaned in until his lips were at her ear and whispered something.
"...! Th-that's...!"
Her eyes flew wide. What he had demanded was so humiliating that pride and desire slammed into each other inside her.
"You don't say it, I don't do it."
"Nngh...!"
His flat refusal made her hesitate. In the end, desire won.
"M... Master... please spank my ass..."
Just as he had ordered, Kang Hanna begged, calling him Master.
Triumph flashed in Park Dohyun's eyes.
"Good. I'll grant your wish."
His hand rose toward her ass.
Crack!
"Aaaagh!"
Her whole body shuddered. Slick poured from her pussy like a waterfall.
"Well? You like it?"
He asked it like a taunt. Shame burned tears down her cheeks, but she nodded.
"Haaahn! Y-yes... Master...! I like it... nngh!"
The words leaving her own mouth seemed to startle even her. Her reason, though, had already surrendered completely to want.
Satisfied, Park Dohyun began striking her ass in a steady rhythm.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
"Aaaagh! Ahn! Master! Harder... harder!"
Her moans filled the room. Her pussy clenched tighter around his cock.
This... this is what I wanted...
At last Kang Hanna admitted her own desire. Shame and pleasure tangled across her face, but her body had already given itself over to him entirely.
And so the room filled with the sound of her moaning.
Points Held: 1,230 P
"Haaaahm...!"
Kang Hanna and I had pounded each other through the night until we were spent, then dropped into sleep like we'd been knocked out. We were only just opening our eyes. Morning light seeped through the gap in the curtains and laid a soft glow across the room.
Slurp... suck...
"Hm?"
A wet sucking sound, and something warm and slick beneath me. I lifted my head and looked down.
Kang Hanna's head was moving under the blanket. Her lips were wrapped around my cock, her tongue stroking the head in soft, lazy caresses.
"Well, well. Kang Hanna, this eager first thing in the morning?"
She must have been sucking without quite waking, because my voice startled her and her head jerked up. With a wet pop, my cock slipped free of her mouth.
"Huh?... N-no... th-this is..."
Shame flooded her face red in an instant. Her eyes were full of confusion and panic.
"Serving your master's cock the second you wake up? How devoted of you."
I stared, thrown for a second, then grinned.
"M... master? What... what the hell are you babbling about, you crazy bastard!"
Kang Hanna suddenly shouted and drove a fist into my stomach.
"Ghk—!"
The blow caught me completely off guard, and a pained grunt tore out of me. While I curled in on myself, she scrambled up and swept the room with her eyes.
"My clothes... where the hell are my clothes?!"
She snatched the garments scattered across the floor and started yanking them on in a fluster.
"Hey— hey! What are you doing? You loved it last night..."
"Shut your mouth! One more word out of you and I'll bury my fist in your gut again!"
The memory of what she had done burned her face scarlet, and she screamed through it.
"Y-you tell the others a single word of what I said and I won't let it go!"
She jabbed a finger at me, then fled to her own room.
"Heh. Cute."
While she'd been scrambling into her clothes, I'd seen the slick still beading on her pussy. Last night's surrender hadn't been a one-time thing.
Give her one more thorough fucking and she'll turn obedient, won't she?
The values she'd lived by were simply refusing to admit her kink was masochism. Shake those values even a little with sexual pleasure, and she would make a fine slave again and volunteer to serve.
"All right. Guess I should get to my own work."
I got out of bed to handle what I'd put off while I was busy with Kang Hanna.
Meanwhile, Kang Hanna stood trembling under the shower in her own room. The moment the hot water struck her skin, last night rose through her like foam.
"Nngh... fuck... why am I like this..."
She cranked the shower harder, trying to bury her whimpers under the rush of water, but her body still remembered Park Dohyun's hands.
No... this isn't me... I'm... I'm...
She tried desperately to deny herself, but her pussy was already wet. Despair on her face, she began to toy with her clit.
"Hnn... no... I can't... I shouldn't..."
Her fingers didn't stop.
In the end she sank onto the bathroom floor and started masturbating to the memory of last night with Park Dohyun.
"Ahn! Nngh... harder... harder..."
The words slipped out before she knew it. She clapped a hand over her mouth in shock, but her fingers kept moving.
"Nnnngh... M... Master... it feels so good..."
Squelch. Squelch.
"Haaaahn!"
At the last moment, words she hadn't meant to say tore out of her. Her whole body convulsed.
"Haa... haa..."
As the afterglow faded, reality came back. Realizing what she had just done, Kang Hanna covered her face.
This is just... temporary. It'll pass soon...
She tried to convince herself. Somewhere deep inside, though, the change had already begun.
"So. What should I start with?"
With Kang Hanna gone and the room to myself, I got up to deal with the work I'd been putting off.
"Mm. Maybe pull a weapon first."
I'd received a weapon draw ticket as a reward, but we'd been on the move and I hadn't been able to use it. I pointed at the ticket with a finger.
You have used a Weapon Draw Ticket.
Weapon Draw Tickets remaining: −1
With the notice, the familiar single-reel slot machine appeared and began to spin furiously.
"Hope it's something useful. A sword better than the hwando would be even better."
Clinging to that hope, I watched the reel whirl without pause.
A moment later the machine spat a bow and a sheaf of arrows out of the bow-shaped reel.
"A compound bow? It's a good weapon, sure, but..."
Unlike a gun, it wouldn't make enough noise to draw the zombies, and it would let me fight at range. Even so, my expression stayed complicated.
"I've never shot a bow in my life..."
That was the problem. I'd never handled one.
The sword I could use with skill I'd never trained, thanks to Imperial Swordsmanship. The bow didn't even have a related ability. One Shot, One Hit would still trigger, but that only meant anything if the arrow actually landed.
"Info first, then."
I picked up the bow and checked it.
A high-performance compound bow built with the latest technology. Popular among modern hunters and archers, it boasts tremendous arrow speed and accuracy!
Every time it settles into the user's hand, it fits so perfectly it seems to move on instinct. The moment you loose, you will feel that this weapon is not a mere tool, but a companion.
Perhaps it was no accident that this bow found its way into your hands.
"Hsss. Not bad at all."
Reading the details, the performance didn't look poor in the slightest, which only made me want it more. It had even come with a generous forty arrows. As a weapon, the utility was real.
"Do I actually have to practice archery?"
It was too good to leave sitting in a corner, and I was seriously wondering whether I ought to train with it when something flashed through my mind.
"Oh! Lee Jia said she was a competitive archer, didn't she?"
Of the student duo, the girl—Lee Jia—had been an archery athlete. I remembered that now.
"Right. I'm not alone anymore."
I had companions. I didn't have to do every job myself, and I didn't have to be the one to use every tool.
"Still, this isn't a recurve like the ones they shoot in competition. Will she even be all right with it? Hmm... I'll have Lee Jia try it and ask whether she can actually use the thing."
And in that moment, the compound bow's owner was decided.