Everyone Enters the Water Together - 9
The mercenaries, catching sight of his reluctant expression, were all trembling uncontrollably.
'Hey, this isn't gonna work, is it?'
'He's not getting mad or anything, right? We can tough this out?'
'If we just push forward like this, don't we have a shot?'
To them, this plan was a precious opportunity. It might be a hope that would never come again.
'No way... after all that practice...'
They wanted to escape this predicament. They yearned for his approval, to survive long-term in this district. That wasn't the only reason, but regardless, they hoped to become his slaves today—to be claimed by him.
'We can't give up now!'
Everyone was helping her. When they first confessed the plan to Soi, she tried to bow out, saying, "I can't help much." But she didn't look at them with complete indifference. She paved the way to contact the senior slaves like Sua and Seohee, getting their permission.
The senior slaves, hearing them out, smiled brightly and nodded.
"Sure, why not? For the Master, more women are always better!"
"Still, it's up to the Master if he wants you. Though honestly, I doubt he'll hate it..."
That wasn't all. They gathered Haena and Soi, huddling together to brainstorm how the prisoners should seduce Sunwoo.
In the end, the conclusion was simple. Skipping work hours might make Sunwoo view them poorly, and at night or morning, he wasn't even there. So, the only option was right before he got home—specifically, when he entered the bathhouse.
'W-We prepared so much...!'
One of the prisoners took a deep breath and slowly opened her mouth.
"D-Do our bodies... not please you?"
Objectively speaking, that might be why he wouldn't want them as sex slaves. But the prisoner who spoke remembered the advice from his first slave, An Sua.
-Never think normally! Doubt everything! Don't dare presume to define our Master's thoughts!
It sounded absurd, but it was the only advice the prisoner in front of him could believe right now. And it was meaningful.
"If I'm the one who's cornered you into a situation where you have to become slaves..."
The prisoners' eyes widened in shock. They couldn't grasp what he meant. But at least, it didn't seem like the disaster they feared.
"No! We... we truly want to become the Master's slaves—"
The man let out a hollow chuckle. "How about... I just call it even? You've atoned enough. I let you go free?"
The prisoners realized he was grappling with a serious dilemma. And now, they faced one too.
'Just let us go? Not even keeping us as lifetime slaves—just set free to live on our own?'
'If it's not a lie, couldn't we just take that freedom and leave?'
But they quickly saw it wasn't that appealing.
'Isn't that just 'don't want us as slaves, hate prison duty, so get out'?'
'Could be a test... Say yes to freedom and we all die; only those declaring slavery now survive...'
They couldn't talk it out. But after syncing breaths over long hours, a glance at each other's wavering eyes told them everything.
And their answer matched Soi's.
"N-No!"
"We wanted to be the Master's slaves! From the moment we met!"
It sounded like a lie no one would buy, but the man laughed heartily and accepted it.
"A bit many, though..."
They took his words sensitively.
'Only taking one?'
'That messes up the plan...'
'Don't waver. Alone, we couldn't compete with those elite women anyway...'
They approached him, bare bodies exposing their breasts fully.
"More is better, right?"
"We've all decided to become the Master's slaves..."
"If you want, use us like tissues to cum and toss!"
They made their choice. Even the last holdouts got swept up and drew near.
"Make us your slaves!"
[Multiple Slave Contracts Submitted]
⊳ Applicants: [Prisoner Mercenaries - All]
⊳ Status:Pending Approval
He calmly scanned the faces of the prisoners—the women who would soon be his slaves.
"So, you—"
Then, he stepped out of the bath, calling their names one by one. Confirming faces, embracing each.
"If you think becoming my slaves makes you happier... I won't interfere with that decision."
He nodded, a touch reluctant.
"Welcome."
And accepted all their slave applications.
In an instant, every woman realized she had become a slave. The oppressive sense that she couldn't resist the man before her. The humiliation of lifelong submission. And the thick pleasure from knowing they enjoyed it—craved it.
Then, he spoke again.
"I've made you slaves for now, but... probably for safety or freedom, right? I get it. I understand."
"That's..."
"No need to come to me right away. Take time to prepare mentally. If you change your mind, just keep working hard like before—"
Sunwoo tried to reassure them as gently and sincerely as possible, but it was pointless.
"Hnnngh..."
Faint moans leaked intermittently from the women's lips.
"Hm?"
Their naked bodies were on full display before them. His naked body. A man who's never seen a woman would get aroused by a fit virgin's bare form. The reverse was obvious too. Taut muscles, handsome face. Hair and upper body half-soaked, amplifying his overwhelming allure.
And they were sex slaves. Even without desire—even hating their master viscerally—his body, his touch would arouse them inescapably.
Women freshly enslaved wouldn't say, "Ah, got it! We'll prepare fully and come to you later!" They'd come here, see this, and lose it. Until now, mission pressure kept their eyes averted, focused on the task.
"C-Can't we... come to you now?"
"W-We practiced... prepared so much, heheee..."
Just his gaze made their bodies heat up.
"You prepared?"
"Y-Yes. In the prison... with the girls..."
They'd drilled formations. Learned lewd talk innately, service skills. Horny mercenaries studied porn comics or vids for sex ed, but the uninterested knew nothing—even some unaware men had dicks between their legs. No impact on survival.
"Then show me."
Perhaps encouragement, permission. His warmth toward others suggested as much.
But the new slaves didn't take it that way. They saw a command.
No special reason. It just aroused them more easily.
"Y-Yesss..."
Regrettably, the prisoners forgot all their prep. They could only stare at his massive cock.
Kneeling, awe and lament in their expressions, they admired the towering erection.
"Ahhh..."
His body, his dick overwhelmed them. Its mere existence crushed them.
'What... is this...'
The mercenaries felt a new female instinct they'd never known. In a world without males—viewing them as "resource-draining burdens deep in the org"—this was alien. To submit, be protected, beg mercy, bear his children, offer her body for breeding. That lewd urge dominated every woman there.