Despair Awaits the Tiger
"Haa-ah, ha-euk, heu-euk, hwa-ah!"
It kept erupting. It erupted without end. Tai could not endure the chain reaction of explosions—bombs named pleasure—planted in every corner of her body.
No, she didn't even have the choice to endure. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't.
"Ha-ook, ho-ook, ho-oo-ook!"
Because she kept coming. Because she kept reaching the peak. There was no way to stop the race of pleasure that traveled infinitely from her toes to the top of her head. No matter how much Tai gritted her teeth to hold on, no matter how much she tried to focus her eyes, no matter how many times she vowed, 'I will not succumb to this piece of trash,'
It was meaningless.
When he thrust his cock inside, her gritted teeth would part on their own, spilling out hot breaths.
When he thrust his cock inside, the golden eyes that had been filled with rage would go limp, like those of a drug addict.
When he thrust his cock inside, she could think of nothing but wanting to be completely lost in her master.
Thrusting, thrusting, thrusting—he kept thrusting. The more the trash—no, the master—thrust his cock, the more Tai reached her peak. With every thrust, the number of her climaxes increased, and with every increase, the number of Tai's defeats piled up like a mountain.
"Th, this can't be. This can't beeeee!"
Kanglim only sneered at Tai as she shrieked.
"Give it up now. You know it, don't you? Once you've been remodeled, it's impossible for you to beat me."
While Kanglim had been in a coma, Tai had been remodeled by Talia.
Not as a warrior, but as a Sex Slave.
She had been thoroughly remodeled into a slave who offered her purity, her breast milk, her children, and even her soul, solely for her master. Tai had been stripped of everything she possessed, under the pretext that they were unnecessary for a slave.
The techniques she had gained through blood, sweat, and tears of training befitting a leader.
The body she had honed while refining those techniques.
Everything Tai held dear had been taken away.
In their place, things she needed to serve her master were filled in:
Sex techniques she was required to have for her master's service.
Breasts that were always full of milk, 365 days a year.
A pelvis widened to make for easy childbirth.
Legs that had become sturdy enough to be just right for eating.
Talia had meticulously welded these things into place so they could never be erased.
Not only her body and knowledge, but her mind had been corrected as well.
Serve your master, Kanglim.
That command, which Tai never wanted to follow, was hammered into her brain. Because it was hammered in, even the single-minded determination to take revenge on Kanglim for the humiliation he caused had been diluted.
Even if she thought this wasn't right, Tai eventually reached the conclusion that serving him was the correct path.
Thus, Talia had remodeled Tai so that she would only conform to her fate.
She had been thoroughly remodeled so that no matter what feelings Tai harbored, she could never escape the ending of becoming her master's broodmare.
Because she had been remodeled that way, Tai could do nothing now.
"Ha-ang, ha-ang, ha-ang, ha-ang!"
Other than reaching a climax every time he thrust, there was nothing she could do.
Kanglim found the plight of the Tiger tribe leader, who could do nothing else, to be incredibly amusing.
At the same time, he felt a slight sense of irony.
'It was truly exhilarating when I saw her succeed in her revenge….'
If things had gone according to the original fate, Tai should have succeeded in her revenge.
She should have brought down the empire Grid built and avenged the grudge of her dead kin by dealing a fatal blow to Grid. She should have remained in the records as an example of a successful avenger.
Kanglim had twisted that fate.
To survive, he had struck Tai down, taken everything she had, and made it so she couldn't even resist. He had thrown her into a bad ending where, far from revenge, she was toyed with by her enemy.
Thinking of that, Kanglim felt a slight prick of conscience.
He even thought that he had turned a perfectly fine person into a cripple.
He had such thoughts, but….
'Sorry, Tai. You're a slave now.'
He didn't have the slightest intention of returning her to her original state. He would treat her as a slave who served him until she died. Kanglim had set that policy, and he had no intention of changing it.
Because characters with the 'Avenger' attribute don't easily forget their grudges.
One only had to look at Sua. Even though Grid had shown her mercy, she hadn't forgotten the grudge of her kin being slaughtered and had eventually tried to kill Kanglim.
If Sua acted like that, what guarantee was there that Tai wouldn't?
"Heu-oo-ook, ho-oo-ook, ho-oo-oo-ook!"
So, he would break her.
"Hwa-aa-ak, ah-hee-eek, hee-ee-eek!"
Tai, Cardian's younger sister, and everyone who held a grudge against Grid.
"St, stop… ha-euk, heu-eu-euk!"
He would break them and reassemble them until the emotion of the grudge was worn away.
Into a doll loyal to him.
Into a doll that couldn't live if it couldn't cling to him.
Into a doll that believed revenge was a meaningless act and that living with her enemy was her only hope.
He would reassemble her into a doll that had completely died inside because it had decided to live while harboring that hope.
"Ah-ah, please, please, st… ah-heu-euk, heu-eu-euk?"
He knew very well that this was a wicked act.
Cruelly trampling on a person's character was a taboo that should never be broken, regardless of time or place. Kanglim knew that this was something that would get him socially buried.
But so what?
The sins Grid committed were too great.
They were so great that it was already too late to return to being a good person.
Since it was too late, he had to do things like this to survive—was it reasonable to tell him not to?
He hadn't wanted to possess Grid's body, so wasn't it even more unfair that he had to die just because he was Grid?
He didn't want to lose his life in vain. He would live doing everything he wanted to do. He would achieve everything he couldn't achieve in reality. So, let's not even mention the hollow word 'guilt.' This is a path solely for himself. It is selfish and ugly, but it is a path he walks because he likes it. Since he does it because he likes it, it cannot be called a crime.
Who could punish him for doing what he wants to do? If they punish him, he would be the one to rain down divine retribution.
"Ah-euk, heu-kkeuk? Pl, please, stop, stop…."
Just like Tai, who was being ravished with her limbs fixed to the birthing chair, shedding tears and snot.
"I'm coming now."
Kanglim finally delivered the death sentence to Tai.
"Pray that many are conceived. Because you have to give birth to 700, as promised."
"N, no. I, I hate it, I hate… ha-oo-ook?"
Execution confirmed.
White, foul-smelling mucus filled her womb. As he filled it layer by layer, the rigid Tai twitched in response.
When she no longer felt the sensation of being filled, Tai went limp like a doll with its strings cut.
"Heu-euk, ha-aak, ah-oo-ook, oo-oo-ook!"
Even though she went limp, the climax continued. The intense taste of Kanglim's cock left a lingering effect that didn't fade even after the ejaculation ended.
Every time she exhaled, Tai fluttered incessantly. Every time she fluttered, her breasts shook, and every time they shook, breast milk scattered into the air.
"Pl, please, let me go now."
Isn't this enough? You know I can't resist you anymore, don't you?
So let me go now. Please, please….
Naturally, that wish….
"Nope, I don't want to."
"Ha-oo-oo-ook?"
There was no way Kanglim would grant it. He began to thrust mercilessly once again. Tai's eyes widened at the sensation of a large foreign object invading deep inside her. As Kanglim began to thrust in earnest, she let out a moan from her parted lips once more.
"Ho-ook, heu-oo-ook, ho-oo-oo-ook?"
"You have to give birth to 700, so why would I let you go?"
Give birth to as many as the number you killed. A punishment was handed down to Tai: give birth to as many as the number of soldiers who were sacrificed during the invasion of Fox Island.
It was a terrible punishment, but Kanglim thought it wasn't an amount she couldn't fulfill.
Because she still had strength left. Because she had strength, it was possible to produce 700 within this week.
Just look at Tai's belly right now.
"Hwa-aa, ha-aaa-aa-ak!"
After he ejaculated inside her one more time, Tai's belly swelled up significantly. The moment had arrived for not one, but five children to finish their growth and come out. The time it took until birth was only one hour.
"N, no, ah-ang, ah-ah-ang, ah-ah-ah-ang!"
If he ejaculated one more time here, the one hour would shrink to one minute. Labor would come immediately, and her water would break. Since the moment to conceive life came so quickly, making 700 was a breeze.
"Ah, it's, it's coming out. It's coming out. Ta, take it out, take it out."
Kanglim decided to give her nutrients one more time.
"Nope, I don't want to."
He didn't pull his cock out of Tai's body, which was on the verge of childbirth, and began to thrust again. He thrust even harder, as if to seal the door that was about to open. Realizing there was no way he would take it out, Tai shrieked.
"Why, why are you doing this? It's your child! It's your child!"
"It's because it's my child that I'm doing this."
Kanglim wore a chilling smile.
"I found out that if I feed them more, they can grow bigger, so why would I stop?"
He had realized it through Artria and Talia.
That even if he ejaculated inside her right before childbirth, a miscarriage wouldn't occur. Rather, thanks to feeding her more semen, the children were born in a healthier form.
Since it was possible for those two, it would be possible for Tai as well.
So, he thrust.
"You have become a pig, but the children will be born as tigers. I want the children who will become tigers to grow up healthy."
He would thrust and feed her. He would feed her and raise them. He would raise them into warriors who would dedicate themselves to the country he would build. He would cultivate them into slaves who would serve him.
So, throw ethics to the dogs. All that is needed is love. Kanglim justified his actions, claiming this was the love a father gives.
"So, don't be afraid."
"Heu-eu-eu…."
Kanglim grabbed Tai's face with both hands and,
"Because pain is only for a moment."
"Hu-eup?"
He forced a kiss on her.
"Hu-euk? Hu-eung, hu-kkeu-eu-euk?"
He toyed with Tai using his thick tongue. He caught Tai's tongue as she tried to escape and licked it. While licking, he passed his saliva over to her. The transferred saliva flowed down Tai's throat into her stomach, and,
"Hu-eu, u-eu-eu…."
Tai, who had been struggling violently, gradually became docile.
'N, no….'
She shouldn't be toyed with like this. If she was toyed with like this, she would never be able to escape. She had to resist somehow. Even if it meant biting off his tongue!
She should, but her body wouldn't listen.
"Hu-eup, hu-eup, hu-eup, hu-eup!"
Like a cub that didn't want to leave its mother, Tai couldn't pull away from Kanglim.
No, she didn't want to pull away.
She wanted to keep being ravished like this.
She wanted to give birth to healthy children, just as Kanglim said.
If she could give birth, what did the pain she was experiencing now matter?
It was her duty to submit her body as her enemy—no, her master—wished.
Because she was filled with such thoughts, Tai couldn't do anything.
Even if she wanted to scream that this shouldn't be, she ended up accepting it, thinking this was absolutely correct. Even if she wanted to suppress this self, the Tai who had been broken beyond repair could not suppress it at all.
Tai could only shed tears of blood at the reality that suppressed even her own will.
'Yes, that's the look you should have.'
Watching Tai despair at the fact that she could do nothing, Kanglim cheered inwardly.
'I'll make sure to break you completely today.'
Because that was the only way he could open the first door to the happy ending!
To open that door, Kanglim thrust his cock even more vigorously.
"Hu-kkeuk, hu-kkeu-euk, hu-kkeu-eu-euk, hu-kkeu-eu-eu-euk!"
The tiger's cries, a mix of despair and pain, echoed inside the facility.