Everyone Enters the Water Together - 10
These people right in front of me weren't all that impressive. Ordinary, unremarkable—just mercenaries a bit rougher around the edges than most. And yet, every last one of them was kneeling before me.
"Order us... rougher..."
They were waiting for my command. Waiting for me to tell them to offer their bodies up to be ravaged, to be used for my pleasure.
I grabbed the head of the woman in front of me, tight. Then I shoved my cock straight into her mouth.
"Nguuuugh!!!"
She hesitated for just a split second before sucking it in deep, over and over. The sensation was pure bliss. That warm, wet heat enveloping my cock without a hint of restraint.
"Mmm..."
Using the body of some woman I barely knew for my own pleasure—it didn't feel wrong at all. Watching her tongue and lips desperately work my cock? Not wrong in the slightest.
What... I like it.
I'd always thought I was picky about who I slept with. But right now, that didn't seem to matter much. Beyond my power, the resources I controlled, my personality, my body—I was one of the rare few in this world who could actually please a woman. I had appeal all on my own.
One look at the faces of the women surrounding me right now, and there was no denying it. Their expressions weren't just atonement or desperation for a better life. They were lewd, hungry in a way that went beyond simple gratitude. Sure, the result being "sex slave" still felt a little off-putting, but there was no reason to hesitate about fucking them. They were enjoying it. So the polite thing to do was enjoy them right back, without holding anything in.
"Glrk, slurp, haaah..."
I thrust relentlessly into the woman's throat. The others didn't flinch in fear. If anything, they watched with envy, jealous that she got to serve my cock with her throat.
"Um..."
The women watching started exchanging glances.
"If it's just throats... it might feel a bit... lacking, right?"
"Hm?"
They whispered among themselves, then lined up against the wall in order, hands braced, asses out.
"Oh..."
"You can put it... anywhere you want..."
Some blushed in shame. Others wiggled their pussies or hips, desperate to catch my eye. Their lewd breaths mingled, stoking each other's arousal. They all wanted my cock.
I stroked the hair of the woman sucking me off.
"Th-thank youuu..."
Her face flushed red, she scrambled up and joined the others, bracing against the wall and spreading her pussy wide.
"Wow..."
Even among mercenaries, their bodies had their own flavors. Wide hips here, a tight-shut pussy there, toned thighs, a slimmer frame. Some had skin scarred from wounds, but none were ugly or overweight. Back before I became a hero, if a woman like that grabbed me on the street and said, "Let's date," I'd have been more suspicious than thrilled. I'd have thought cult or pyramid scheme first. And if a whole group approached me, begging to be my sex slaves and baring their pussies just for me? I'd have bolted without a second thought.
"So pretty."
My words hit them like a competition starter gun.
"Thank you!"
"It's an honor!"
"Th-this unworthy body... please take good care of it!"
It was fun. I really felt like some big shot. I ran my hands over their waists, then slammed my cock into the one on the far left.
"Hnnnnghh!!!"
The tight squeeze gripped me, slowly building my satisfaction. Just grabbing her waist and pumping, milking out my cum—it kept delivering waves of pleasure.
"Haaah, hnnk, uhn iiiih, haaaaaah!"
Unfortunately, I didn't know much about these women. I felt the conquest, but not the intimacy of who I was fucking. Still, her body was honest. It clenched around my cock perfectly.
This is gonna give me bad habits...
It was different from the others I'd thought, I could maybe fuck this one. Sua and Seohee? We'd jumped into bed almost right away. Roa settled into my apartment and fell into my arms just as fast. But Soi and these mercenaries? We'd been living together for a while. I'd never planned on fucking them, never lusted after anything lewd.
But she still had a pussy. Instincts as a female. Craving my cock inside her.
This is gonna give me bad habits...
I sighed faintly as I fucked the woman in front of me. From now on, I wouldn't be able to see other women as just people. I'd see them as fuckable females who wanted it just as much as I did, ready whenever I wanted.
"Yes, hnnk, pussy, pussy feels so good. If I'd known it was this amazing, I'd have offered them all up sooner!!!"
"Yeah?"
"I'll be your slave forever, make me work as much as you want, just... just give me your cock, I just need your cooooock!!!"
Her reactions were fun, but glancing at the others was even better. In that position, they couldn't hide a thing. Every hot breath made their pussies quiver. They twitched and dripped love juices, unable to conceal it. But none reacted as intensely as the one I was pounding.
"Cock, cock... moreeee! Deeper, harder, just ram it in rough, make me think of nooothing!"
As she begged, I pounded without mercy. Climax rushed in soon enough.
"Cumming."
"Yesssss!!! In me, fill me, fill me uuuup!"
I flooded her pussy with cum. Then I eyed the rest still waiting.
"Tired? Maybe a few at a time, and the others rest?"
"N-no!"
"Fuck me too!"
They called for me without pause, eager for their turn sooner. With so many waiting, I had to keep going.
"Eek! Hnnk! Haaah! Th-that's too deep. So deep, I looooove it!!!"
The next one's pussy was way sloppier than the first—sopping wet from watching her comrade get railed, imagining it was her turn.
And I gave her the pleasure she'd craved, the cock she'd begged for.
"Haaaaaaaah!!!"
I fucked her rough, like a captured prisoner or a condemned convict. But she didn't suffer. She melted into even greater ecstasy, going limp and surrendering to my cock.
"Hnnnngh!"
She hadn't cum yet, but her arms gave out, and she collapsed.
"S-sorryyy..."
I propped her up gently, then moved to the next. Same position, same pose, same fuck—but each felt subtly different. Pussy size, tightness, the grip when I grabbed their waists, hips, moans, hair flying as I thrust. Variations kept it fresh.
Repeating the motions, chasing reliable pleasure through my cock—it was strangely addictive. And with this many? No way they'd tire before I did. I didn't need to sync rhythms or anything. Just jackhammer in, use their bodies at my pace, plunder pleasure one-sidedly. They were the many; I was the one. By the time I broke the last with cock and cum, the first would be ready again.
How long or how rough didn't matter. They loved it, so I could go overboard.
"Haaaah, hnnk, ahh, eeeeeek!"
I wasn't watching faces much. I'd barely studied them long anyway. But right now, I memorized them by pussy clenches, waist shivers, ass bounce.
"Cock, gimme more, moooore!"
"How slutty can you get, huh?"
"Eeeeek... sorry for being such a sluuuut!!!"
"No need to apologize...!"
I kept thrusting. One down, straight to the next. When time finally ran out, every woman lay collapsed on the hard bathhouse tiles, drenched in cum, awkward smiles on their faces. I grinned sheepishly and spoke carefully.
"...So, should we wash up first?"
Regrettably, no one was coherent enough to answer.