The Voyeuristic Mercenary Captain, Crane (2)
“These mercenaries are surprisingly disciplined,” Kang Geon remarked.
“I told you, they only take jobs from nobles. They’re nothing like those pathetic groups that accept peanuts and half-ass their contracts.”
“How much do you pay them?”
“Those guys get one million Laria a week. They earn double what other mercenaries do, so they’d better deliver that kind of value.”
“And how much do you make?”
“That’s a pretty rude question, but since it’s you, I’ll answer. It fluctuates every year, but I clear at least ten billion Laria annually.”
At least ten billion. Which meant he probably earned even more. Kang Geon turned his gaze downward.
“Hey. Cunt.”
“Yes, Master.”
“How much did you make?”
“About a hundred million a month.”
“A hundred million? That’s fucking peanuts.”
Kang Geon said this while squeezing Lee Yu-na’s ass hard. For a twenty-one-year-old, earning a hundred million a month was an enormous sum, but when Kang Geon called it nothing, it somehow sounded pathetic.
Crane led Kang Geon to the large central tent. Inside was a massive table that could easily seat ten people, covered with an array of mouthwatering dishes.
“Sit there.”
Crane gestured to the seat directly across from him. Kang Geon and Lee Yu-na sat down, and the twin mercenaries took positions behind Crane. Facing two equally brutish-looking men, Kang Geon suddenly lost his appetite.
“Get those two out of here.”
“Row, Turk. Wait outside.”
“Got it, boss.”
“We’ll be right outside.”
Row and Turk trudged out of the tent.
“They’re a bit slow, but their loyalty is top-tier. Dig in.”
Before Crane even finished speaking, Kang Geon was already reaching for the food.
“The food’s pretty good.”
“I sourced the best ingredients to entertain you. If it tasted bad, I’d have to chop off the cooks’ hands.”
“You keep calling me ‘you’ like I’m some old man. Just call me Geon.”
“I like how straightforward you are. So, Geon, you haven’t been in Ferum very long, right?”
“About a week.”
“And yet you subdued Kei so easily. You must have one hell of a title.”
“Someone told me what it was. He looked pretty shocked.”
“What happened to that person? You shouldn’t go around revealing titles to others.”
“I killed him.”
“Well, that’s a relief. So, how does Kei’s pussy taste?”
“As good as her face. I fuck her every day and I still don’t get tired of it.”
The two men traded vulgar banter as naturally as breathing. Kang Geon slipped his hand between Lee Yu-na’s legs and began toying with her cunt. Even with delicious food right in front of her, she couldn’t eat a bite; instead, she had to endure her master’s lewd fingers.
“What about drinks and women?”
“I’ll call them right away.”
“They’re pretty, right?”
“I personally selected the highest-class whores. Only a gay man would be disappointed.”
Crane ordered Row and Turk to fetch them. Moments later, women entered carrying bottles and cups. Every single one was stunning, just as Crane had promised. Kang Geon’s eyes were especially drawn to the woman with fiery red hair.
“Pick two first.”
Given the choice, Kang Geon selected the redhead and a seductive woman with jet-black hair. Crane picked two for himself, leaving one woman behind.
“Row. Turk.”
“You called, boss?”
“That woman standing there is yours.”
“Thank you!”
Row and Turk grinned with twisted smiles and immediately dropped their pants. Between their legs dangled cocks of considerable size. They weren’t quite as massive as Kang Geon’s, but they were still enormous enough to ruin most women.
The twins tore the whore’s clothes off like animals, roughly fingered her pussy and ass, then slammed their cocks inside her.
“Aaaagh!”
The prostitute screamed as two massive cocks penetrated her without any foreplay. Row and Turk gripped her shoulders and waist tightly so she couldn’t escape, then began pistoning with brutal force. Their thick shafts mercilessly ravaged her cunt and asshole in perfect sync. Clearly, they had done this many times before.
The torture-like sex made the woman tremble in agony. Kang Geon and Crane watched while drinking, using her suffering as entertainment.
“What do you think? They’re not as good as you, but they know how to fuck, right?”
“They’re doing a pretty entertaining job.”
This whole scene pleased Kang Geon greatly. He began to enjoy himself in earnest, gulping down liquor while the whores serviced him. Deep kisses and feeding him snacks from their mouths were just the beginning. They poured alcohol into every crevice of their bodies—cleavage, collarbones, and more.
“Those two love pussy wine. Row, Turk! Show Geon how it’s done.”
A tipsy Crane called out.
“Yes, boss!”
Row flipped the woman over and spread her legs wide. Turk grabbed a bottle from the table and shoved it into her cunt. Wine filled her insides, and Row lifted her up to drink directly from her pussy. They were literally treating her like a living cup.
“So that’s what pussy wine is? Bwahahahaha!”
Kang Geon clapped, roaring with laughter.
“I knew you’d like it. Go ahead and enjoy those girls too. They taste great.”
His lust was already boiling over. Kang Geon lifted the red-haired whore onto the table. She spread her pussy with both hands and begged coquettishly for his cock.
Squuuuish!
He drove his entire length into her in one thrust. The table shook violently as the whore screamed at the top of her lungs in ecstasy.
While Kang Geon took turns ravaging the two women, Crane simply watched, receiving only blowjobs and handjobs. Kang Geon found it strange.
“Are you a eunuch? Why are you just sitting there?”
“Hardly. I just prefer watching and jerking off more than doing it myself.”
“You like watching more than fucking? What a weird bastard.”
“Hehehehehe. I’m not exactly normal.”
Kang Geon felt a strange disconnect. A man who could make any woman on the street soak her panties just by looking at him… was a voyeur?
“Don’t tell me the reason you invited me was because you wanted to watch me fuck?”
“Half right.”
“What’s the other half?”
“I want to scout you into my mercenary group.”
“How much are you offering?”
“I’ll guarantee you ten billion Laria per year, plus performance-based incentives.”
“That’s it?”
Since Crane, who was weaker than him, earned at least ten billion, Kang Geon wasn’t satisfied with the same amount.
“Someone like you could probably demand more from any kingdom. But if you do that, you won’t be able to do the things you enjoy.”
“And what do I enjoy?”
“Massacre and humiliation. Do you know the thrill of completely ravaging an entire village? In those moments, we’re freer than anything else. If you work for a ruler, you’re forced to buy slaves or sneak off to remote areas to do it in secret.”
Crane’s persuasion began to sway Kang Geon. Pillaging as a mercenary sounded fun.
“Besides, you like showing off your sex, and I like watching. We’re a perfect match.”
He was right. Unlike others, Kang Geon enjoyed flaunting the fact that he was fucking beautiful women. Joining Crane’s mercenary band would also be a good way to learn what kind of world Ferum really was. It might even be entertaining to travel with him. And if Crane was lying, Kang Geon could just smash his skull and leave.
When Kang Geon agreed to join, Crane flashed a grin. It was the kind of smile that could steal any woman’s heart in an instant.
“Then let’s toast to your enrollment.”
Kang Geon and Crane clinked their cups so hard that liquor spilled everywhere. The inside of the tent was filled with sex and alcohol until the next day.
Kang Geon spent three full days in Ferum with Crane, fucking and playing without rest. When he returned to Earth, he set an alarm and went to sleep. When the alarm rang, he opened his eyes. He had stayed up for three days straight and only slept three hours, yet he didn’t feel tired at all. In fact, he was brimming with energy, ready to fuck like a storm.
The abilities he had gained after being invited to Ferum were satisfying in many ways. He wanted to have sex again, but today was the day of course registration—the event that would decide his entire semester.
After washing up and throwing on simple clothes, Kang Geon stepped outside and called Lee Yu-na.
"Yes, Master."
Her voice was dripping with lust. While Kang Geon had been playing with the women Crane brought, he had forbidden Lee Yu-na from orgasming and hadn’t even touched her. She had thrown away all pride, begging desperately to be allowed to cum, but Kang Geon found her desperation amusing and refused to lift the ban.
“Where are you?”
"I'm heading to the PC bang right now."
“Go ahead and save a seat for me too.”
"Yes. But Master…"
“What?”
"I really, really need to cum…"
“What did I tell you to do if you wanted to cum?”
"I have to offer my anal virginity."
“Again?”
"You said if I thoroughly clean my asshole, apply plenty of lube, and prepare it so you can fuck me right away, you’d let me cum."
“You know exactly what to do, so why aren’t you doing it? Don’t you want to cum?”
"……"
“I’m hanging up.”
Click.
Taking Lee Yu-na’s anal virginity by force would have been easy, but there were two reasons Kang Geon was making it so complicated. First, he enjoyed watching her squirm in unbearable sexual frustration. Second, he wanted to completely shatter the mental walls inside her by making her willingly offer her own asshole.
Although Lee Yu-na had become proactive during sex, her normal sexual values remained intact. She still believed that vaginal sex and blowjobs were normal, while anything else was abnormal. Kang Geon wanted his personal cumdump to develop the filthy, whore-like mindset she deserved, which was why he had been torturing her for three days straight.
When Kang Geon arrived at the PC bang, he spotted Lee Yu-na. She was sitting in a corner wearing a hat and mask. Even with her face covered, her tall, glamorous, and seductive figure was impossible to hide. As a result, there were noticeably more male students lingering around her seat. The drink placed in front of her was clearly a gift from one of the part-time workers.
As soon as Kang Geon sat beside her, Lee Yu-na looked at him with questioning eyes. Should I call you Master?
“Act normal in front of others.”
“Okay.”
Lee Yu-na replied awkwardly in casual speech. In truth, this was only natural. She was a year older than Kang Geon.
“Have you picked all your classes, Noona?”
“Yeah. Look.”
The monitor displayed the courses Lee Yu-na had chosen.
“Think you’ll get them all? I heard tennis has insane competition.”
“My click speed is fast. I’m confident.”
Only another Inviter could match the click speed of an Inviter. Kang Geon chatted with his university friends while selecting his own classes. He briefly considered taking the same ones as Lee Yu-na, but decided against it. Even a girlfriend got boring if you spent too much time together; a cumdump like her would definitely become tiresome faster. Better to keep some distance.
When the course registration window opened, the entire PC bang fell silent. Ten seconds that would decide joy or sorrow passed. Some students cheered, others groaned. Both Kang Geon and Lee Yu-na were among those cheering. Thanks to their enhanced physical abilities, they could click faster and more accurately than anyone else.
Having successfully registered for all their classes without failure, the two played a bit of games, shut down the computers, and stood up. The male students’ blatant stares toward Lee Yu-na were impossible to miss. Kang Geon placed his hand on her waist and felt a surge of superiority. The woman most men couldn’t even make eye contact with was nothing but his personal cumdump.