14. Hotel Top Floor (3)
With her clothes pushed up, Chloe's white breasts and pink nipples were right in front of my eyes.
She really had a tempting body. An excellent figure.
No wonder she had so many followers. To look like this even without editing.
I pressed the pistol slowly against those breasts.
Chloe realized what was touching her chest and flinched violently.
Cold metal and a person's hand feel completely different, after all. So I could understand her trembling like that.
"Don't shoot.... Don't shoot, Please...."
"Then shut up."
Chloe closed her mouth but couldn't stop her quiet sobbing.
Well, I had to let that much slide. It's not something you can stop just by holding it in.
This time I grabbed her breast with my hand. The soft, squishy feel in my hand was good.
They didn't seem to be surgically enhanced. If they were and still felt like this, you could call that doctor a god.
Even with me touching her breasts, Chloe couldn't do anything about it.
She just couldn't move and only trembled.
No matter how unable she was to even think of moving, I couldn't just leave her like that.
So I tore the bed sheet into long strips, spread Chloe's arms apart, and tied each one to the bed frame.
Now that her arms were bound, this woman couldn't do anything.
So I set the gun on the table and took off my pants.
To this woman, it probably looked like a gun and pants had suddenly appeared. Since I was still using Invisibility.
But it's kind of funny that I'm still wearing a hat and only took off my pants. I must look like a real lunatic.
Good thing I'm invisible.
Chloe, still unable to see me, seemed flustered, not knowing where to put her eyes.
And when her pants and underwear were pulled off at once, she hurriedly pressed her thighs together.
But I grabbed both her knees and spread them apart, and Chloe's pussy, the same color as her stage name, was fully exposed.
Maybe because she's foreign, her lower area was smooth with not a single pubic hair. And it was a pretty-looking pussy.
A pussy I wanted to lick. It would probably taste sweet if I tried it. Maybe even peach-flavored?
So I put my mouth to it. Naturally, it didn't taste the way I'd expected, but it was still good.
When I stuck my tongue out wide and licked, I could feel every bit of that lewd flesh.
Chloe flinched.
Even after just one lick, my cock felt like it was going to burst. Still, I licked a little more. Just because I felt like it.
After licking a reasonable amount, I checked Chloe's face.
Chloe's expression was funny. This woman had a secretly relieved look. Though her face was still scrunched up.
Probably because she didn't think she was going to die. Did she figure she could endure a rape?
I grabbed my cock and pushed it in. There wasn't much resistance. She just frowned harder.
I'd assumed a foreign woman would be loose, but that wasn't the case.
Inside, she gripped me just right, and the feeling of her wrapping around my cock was decent.
She'd apparently been selective. She hadn't just spread her legs for anyone, had she?
Anyway, it didn't matter. I wasn't going to be living with her.
A woman with both arms tied, biting her lip and frowning hard.
I thought about taking a photo of this and posting it to her social media.
Even with the world like this, there were definitely guys who'd pant over it, right?
To some people, she was an object of envy. Maybe even their reason for living.
So I picked up Chloe's phone. It had locked in the meantime, but when I held it to her face, it unlocked right away.
I took a photo. At just the right angle so her nipples barely didn't show.
Chloe panicked. She kept repeating "stop, please."
I told her to shut up again and pressed the gun against her body. Then she went quiet again. With a face full of despair.
I uploaded the photo right away. I'd check the reactions later. For now, I'd finish what I was doing.
I moved my hips. Grabbing her breasts with both hands, I thrust like a dog.
As if she'd given up, Chloe now seemed to just want it to end quickly. She closed her eyes and turned her head away.
But did she know? That an expression like that turned me on even more?
Looking at that frustrated, defeated face, I came.
I came deep inside the body of a foreign woman I'd met for the first time today, feeling thoroughly satisfied.
After coming like that, I was a little unsure what to do next.
Normally, I would have let her live. Because she had to resent me. That way I could use my ability.
Because I have to create people who resent me.
But I'd shown too much of my abilities. On top of that, she was an influencer with a huge number of followers.
If I let her live, this woman could spread word of my abilities far and wide. That wasn't something I wanted.
So I couldn't let her live. Unfortunately.
Thinking about it, it was a real problem.
The condition that there had to be someone who resented me. I'd thought of it lightly, but it was quite troublesome.
It was like sowing the seeds of my own destruction. Someday that destruction would come for me and break me.
Painfully.
Letting her go was deeply unpleasant. Thinking about it now, it was outright impossible.
Even if I considered letting her go, I'd have to not use my skills at all. That way nothing about me would get out.
And even if I let her go like that, I wouldn't know when she might suddenly die. Meaning I wouldn't know when the skill might wear off.
So there was only one conclusion. Keeping a woman who resented me in captivity.
I'd have to give her no room to escape and take care of her steadily and continuously.
It's hard. Is it really that easy? And it seemed like it would get really bothersome.
Being tied down by something is a hassle. It takes a lot of work.
I thought that far, then looked at Chloe's body again and decided to think about it later.
For now, I'd just think about this woman. No need for complicated thoughts when I had a body this fine in front of me.
There was Chloe, tied with both arms spread apart. Because of that, her large breasts and slender figure stood out even more. Just right for lying next to.
I lay still and touched Chloe's breasts. The volume in my hand made a person happy.
It was like I was taking away this woman's positive parts.
If you added my mood and this woman's mood together, it would probably come out to zero. Since this situation must be horrifying for her.
Suddenly I got curious about the social media post I'd uploaded earlier. So I picked up Chloe's phone again and checked the reactions.
It hadn't even been that long, but the view count was 450,000. Whoa. Shit. That's impressive. With that many followers, is this just the baseline?
And her followers seemed to have increased again too. Right?
I showed the phone screen to Chloe, who was watching me with anxious eyes.
And only then, seeing her own photo, the view count, and the followers, Chloe's face brightened slightly.
Ha. Unbelievable. She's smiling?
This was a woman who'd been raped just moments ago. A woman who'd been threatened with a gun and forced into unwanted sex.
But she smiled at these meaningless data numbers.
Not openly, but the fact that it showed meant that, for a moment at least, she'd completely forgotten the horrible feeling of being raped by me.
"You're pretty damn crazy yourself, aren't you?"
I don't know if she understood what I said. But Chloe managed her expression. She hurriedly hardened her face.
Ah. This is a dilemma.
Keeping her alive was a hassle, but killing her would be a waste. So this was what they meant by something too good to throw away and too troublesome to keep. That saying really was made for situations like this.
For now, I'd do it one more time and then think. I figured I could go once more.
So I pushed my erect cock back into Chloe's pussy.
Then Chloe got that relieved look again.
Probably because at least while she was being raped, she didn't have to worry about dying. Probably.
This woman was trying hard to survive.
Making a lewd face now, as if she were feeling it, with no sign of resistance, was probably part of that.
Like she was fawning. Like she was prostrating herself, saying she had at least this much value, so please just don't kill her.
But seeing that actually made up my mind.
I should kill her. A person this half-crazy and quick to adapt shouldn't be left alive. You never know what might happen.
After coming a second time like that, I pulled my cock out, feeling refreshed.
Then I washed up below a bit, put on my underwear and pants, picked up the gun, and canceled the Invisibility Skill before using it again.
The woman flinched when she saw me like that. Then, trembling, she spoke urgently.
"No, no, no, no, no, please, no."
Whether she said that or not, I opened the door and left. Then I went to the room where the other two women were.
The two women hadn't locked the door. That probably showed clearly what the relationship between Chloe and these women was.
Anyway, because of that, the two women each took a bullet and each gave me 1 Coin.
I returned to Chloe's room. Then I tore the bed sheet more. Quite a lot.
And after untying her from the frame, I bound both her arms and both her legs tightly. So she could never get free on her own.
Then I tied Chloe's body to the bed frame too. And I put the gun in my bag and tossed it far away.
Chloe had stayed still even while trembling. And when I wrapped my arms around that body and lay down, only then did she let out a sigh.
I was going to sleep like this. At least this woman wouldn't be able to untie all of this and think about killing me.
Well, if she went that far and I didn't notice and kept sleeping, then I'd deserve to die.
It would mean I'd basically be handing over my 192 Coins to this woman.
Ah, but if I died to this woman like that, would she get 192 Coins? Or would it be 193 Coins including my life?
Thinking thoughts like that, I held Chloe's body and fell asleep.
The breast in my hand felt good. Sleep came on its own.
But it was also a shame. It would've been better if I could sleep like this without any worries.
But that was impossible right now. So I gave up on that hope.
When I opened my eyes in the morning, it was around 7.
Chloe looked exactly the same as when I'd fallen asleep. She apparently hadn't tried to get free. Or maybe she couldn't.
I let out a sigh. Then I got up.
I finished all my preparations to go outside. Meanwhile, Chloe woke and watched me with anxious eyes.
After putting on my bag and picking up the gun, I used the Invisibility Skill again. Chloe's expression became half-doubting.
The fear of death hadn't completely disappeared, but there also seemed to be hope in it—that she could live because she still had value.
So I shot that Chloe. And Coins came in.
What a shame. If only she could've spoken Korean, I might have thought about it a little longer.
Like that, I left the hotel room. And I thought for a moment about what to do with the remaining humans here.