The Primitive Hunt

Meanwhile, Venus Entertainment's private jet, airborne out of Incheon Airport, set down on a nameless little island on the second day of the journey. There wasn't even a proper runway. It was an uninhabited island left entirely as nature had made it.

"All right, everybody off! Welcome to the island of fantasy!"

The man who served as Venus Entertainment's head of planning—and as executive producer of this project—bellowed into a megaphone.

The fifteen actors, men and women alike, stepped off the plane and caught their breath at the blinding sun, the emerald sea, and the dense jungle pressing in around the shore.

Fifteen participants in all.

Five men: Jeong Min-ho; Kim Tae-kwang, a man in his forties and a master of technique; Park Cheol, in his thirties, formerly an action actor; Lee Jun, a Venus rookie in his twenties; and Choi Hyun, also in his twenties, a former idol.

Ten women: Choi Seo-yoon, Kang Ji-eun, Han Ji-young, Joo Mi-ran, Park Yoon-a, Lee So-mi, Kim Ha-rin, Oh Hye-jin, Song Ji-a, and Ryu Se-mi.

The producer gathered them ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠in the middle of the white sand.

"From this moment, every personal belonging is confiscated—your smartphones most of all. This is a primitive island, civilization castrated clean out of it. A place ruled by nothing but instinct."

Staff moved in and hauled the actors' bags away.

"I'll explain the rules. The theme of this shoot is Primitive Hunt. The schedule runs two nights and three days. Today's mission, the first day, is Money Hunting."

He flipped over a large whiteboard.

"That money is the currency you'll spend on food and drink, a bed, and every convenience while you stay at the mansion today and tomorrow. Plenty of it, and you'll live like a king. Hit zero, and you'll be chewing crusts of bread in a cell."

The producer fastened an electronic bracelet around each wrist.

"These bracelets carry an ejaculation sensor and a payment function. All right, then..."

Fweet—!

"Strip. Right now."

The hesitation lasted only a moment. They were professionals, and they knew the house style at Venus Entertainment.

Seo-yoon moved first. Bold as anything, she caught the zipper of her dress and drew it down. The metal sighed open.

Under the blinding sun, her perfect naked body was laid bare. That was the starting gun. The other fourteen men and women threw their clothes aside, and in an instant the white beach became a banquet of bare flesh.

"Holy shit... no way..."

"Whoa... look at that... is that even human?"

Every gaze swung to a single point.

Jeong Min-ho.

The other male actors kept themselves in fine shape, but what hung between Min-ho's legs belonged to another category entirely. The heat had left it heavier than usual, veins standing proud along a massive weapon of flesh. He wasn't even hard, and still it outstripped the full erections of men who prided themselves on being well-hung.

"Ladies first. You have ten minutes to run. Forest, cave, the sea—hide wherever you like. Go!"

Fweee—!

At the blast of the whistle, ten naked women screamed and scattered into the trees and behind the rocks. Pale asses bounced away into the green, and the men swallowed dry at the sight.

Ten minutes later.

"The hunt is on!"

Min-ho kicked off the sand and was gone.

The rookies in their twenties took off with plenty of fire, but his Agility was in another league. By the time they hit their stride, he had already vanished into the jungle.

I won't let a single one get away. I'll take all twenty million and reign over this place like a king.

Senses sharpened, he tore through the forest.

Something rustled. A presence stirred behind a broad palm frond. Min-ho closed in without a sound and swept the leaf aside.

"Aaaaah!"

The one huddled there was the rookie, Oh Hye-jin. A pure-looking face, a natural D-cup—she took one look at Min-ho and started shaking like an aspen in a gale.

"S-Senior Min-ho... please, let me go... I don't want to lose my money..."

Hye-jin covered her breasts and backed away. Behind her was nothing but rock.

"Hye-jin. Rules are rules. And don't mourn two million won. If I make you feel good, isn't that the better bargain?"

Min-ho smiled, slow and sharp, and came closer.

Her eyes locked on his groin. Arousal was slowly lifting that enormous pillar. Fear, curiosity, and a raw female hunger trembled together in her gaze.

"Haaah... it's too big... if that goes in, I'll die..."

"You won't die. I'll just fuck you good enough to kill you."

He caught her arm and pulled her into his chest. Bare skin met bare skin in a sharp electric thrill, and without a moment's hesitation he laid her down on the ground.

"All right. First prey. Two million. Hand it over."

He spread Hye-jin's legs and drove into her without mercy.

"Aaaah! You're tearing me! Senior! It hurts! Nngh!"

She screamed at first. But his technique, and the crushing fullness of that massive cock, turned the screams into moans almost at once.

"Hnn... nnh... ah! Ah! There! It's too deep!"

Min-ho worked his hips like an animal. The slap of flesh echoed through the trees.

In less than ten minutes Hye-jin's eyes had gone slack, and she was raking her nails down his back.

"Cum—cum inside! Take the money! Please, inside me!"

"Good. Deal's closed."

He rode the edge of it, then let it pour into her all at once.

A bright chime rang from the bracelet.

Min-ho gave her heaving ass a light smack and got back to his feet.

"Rest up."

Past the trees, near a stream, Kim Tae-kwang—the actor in his forties—had Han Ji-young pinned. Min-ho watched for a moment from behind a trunk.

Tae-kwang wasn't the type to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠crush a woman under brute force. He had Ji-young braced against a tree and was working her clit with a dazzling, relentless tongue.

"Haaaah! Senior! I'm gonna come! Please! Fuck me!"

Ji-young, who carried herself with such swagger in her work as a scout, had come completely apart under his veteran technique and was begging. Tae-kwang smiled at his leisure and slipped himself into her mouth. Watching his own woman get fucked by another man—watching her beg for it—stirred something strange in Min-ho. But this was a game. It was only natural. He set the feeling aside and walked on.

What is this feeling...? Out here she's nothing but one of the countless females I still have to hunt. When another male is feeding, you don't touch.

The rules demanded it, but he also kept the courtesy of the trade. He left without a sound. He could take Ji-young later. That would be enough.

He changed course toward a cave along the beach. Two familiar voices drifted out of it.

"Unni, if we stay in here, they won't find us, right?"

"Of course not. The men all went into the forest."

It was Lee So-mi and Kim Ha-rin. The two actresses were hiding with their naked bodies pressed tight together.

Min-ho filled the mouth of the cave and threw his shadow over them.

"Found you."

"Eek! Oppa Min-ho!"

Both women startled and sprang apart.

"Run!"

So-mi and Ha-rin split and bolted in opposite directions, but neither could match his speed. In a flash he snagged Ha-rin by the arm and hooked the leg out from under So-mi as she fled.

"And where were you going? Two for one. That's a jackpot."

"Oppa... please, let us go... if we don't have any money, we have to go to prison..."

Ha-rin's face crumpled as she begged.

"Don't want prison? Then serve your oppa properly. I'll earn it, and later I'll buy you something delicious."

He herded both women back against the cave wall.

In the dim interior, the sound of the waves tangled with the rough breathing of the three of them.

"Ha-rin first."

He caught one of her legs where she stood and pushed straight in.

"Hhk! If you just shove it in like—aaah!"

While he drove into Ha-rin, he gave an order to So-mi, who had sunk to the floor.

"So-mi. Suck."

"Tch... fine."

So-mi set to work with care, licking his balls and the perineum beneath. Ha-rin's tight grip from above and So-mi's tongue from below hit him at the same time. He ravaged Ha-rin until he was satisfied, then loosed his first load deep in her womb.

"Switch."

Even in the instant after he came, Adamantine Phallus kept him iron-hard. He set the spent Ha-rin down and hauled So-mi up onto her feet.

"Min-ho... you're not tired? You just came."

"I don't rest until I've had you too."

He turned her around.

"Spread."

Bent to doggy style, he drove into her without a moment's hesitation. The cave filled with the wet slap of flesh and So-mi's broken cries.

Six million won secured.

Min-ho swept his sweat-soaked hair back and stepped out of the cave. The sun stood at its height, and from every corner of the island the other participants' cries carried like birdsong.

Still not enough.

His eyes went to the highest hill on the island, toward the overlook. He had a feeling Venus's queen would be there. Choi Seo-yoon.

He climbed, and there she was, just as he'd expected—seated on a rock, looking down over the sea. Not a stitch ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on her. Legs crossed, posture impeccable, she was a lofty goddess in the flesh, and her bracelet had yet to chime even once.

"I knew you'd be here."

As he approached, Seo-yoon glanced back and smiled, slow and bewitching.

"I was waiting, Min-ho. I didn't care to be caught by the other small fry."

"A CEO's body ought to fetch a high price. Isn't two million won selling yourself short?"

"Heh. If you want my money, you'll have to show me the skill to match. Fail to satisfy me, and even if you come, it won't count."

Seo-yoon spread her legs. In the sunlight her slickness glittered—she was already ready for him.

"Then I'll serve you with everything I have, my queen. I won't let you see a prison."

Min-ho went to his knees in front of her.

Against a backdrop of blue sky and open sea, the mating of this island's apex predators was about to begin.

The hunt was not over yet.