It's Time for Elang (Elf Escape Run)

Even I found it ridiculous after doing it, but the door was open now, so that was that.

I immediately slipped my hands under Bok-soon's knees—she was still skewered on my cock like a kebab, writhing and squirming—and hoisted her straight up.

"Y-You! What the hell are you doing?! Turning my pussy into some absurd masochist cunt wasn't enough—now you're putting me in a full nelson and... you're really going all the way with this, aren't you?!"

"I didn't make it a masochist cunt. Your pussy was a masochist cunt from the start. Ever heard the saying that even if your mouth is filthy, your words should still be straight?"

"What kind of saying is that?! Put me down right now?!"

"Obviously not. I made that one up. And stop thrashing around like that."

"Look at how shameless you are! More importantly, put me down already! I still have to get my revenge on you, but at this rate I won't even manage revenge—I'll really just become your breeding sow! Right now, buhooooook♡"

"Tsk."

Puuuuk-♡

True to being a masochist elf, she knew full well that thrashing would only make my cock crush her womb flatter, yet she still threw a full-blown tantrum.

At this point it almost felt like she was volunteering to become my cock-house. I clicked my tongue and slowly carried her toward the treasure chest.

"Hah. A dungeon you can't leave without abandoning both your lust and your shame... it really was a magnificent dungeon. Almost a shame to clear it. Right, Bok-soon?"

"Eunghooooooo♡ Eunghooooook♡"

Jjibeuk-♡

These labyrinth-type dungeons supposedly reappear even after being cleared—like the Guro Train Depot—but unlike that place, which shows dungeonification signs whenever it gets bored, the cooldown here is absurdly long.

It might never show up again.

"Still, it was fun. The way it carves your shame down to nothing is a bit much, but we were never exactly close friends with shame to begin with, right?"

"That's... ogok♡ only true for you... I'm a noble elf... a vulgar dungeon like this should be wiped out this insta— eunghoooooot♡ Master’s cock is...!"

Jjibeup-jjibeup-♡

I answered her little tantrum about not getting her womb punched upward with a proper womb uppercut, then slowly opened the treasure chest.

Paaaaaaah-!!

"Oh, rainbow light! Guaranteed rare item! Whoa, what the hell is inside?! What the—huh?"

"Hmph... knowing this place, it's bound to be something filthy. A reward from an erotic dungeon like this has to be the most vulgar—eh?"

The moment the rainbow flash faded, both Bok-soon and I tilted our heads at the contents of the chest at the exact same time.

"Some kind of earrings? A pair of them... and that thing next to them... wait. I've seen that somewhere before. Is it just me?"

"You too? I feel like I've seen it somewhere as well."

Beside the earring-looking objects sat a strangely familiar yellow nameplate-like thing.

What is that?

I was sure I'd seen it before, but it just wouldn't click. While I was still tilting my head and trying to place the yellow tag, Bok-soon suddenly clenched her pussy tight around me, as if telling me to look her way.

"What, you figure something out?"

"Huh? How did you even—no, never mind that... that yellow nameplate next to them. Isn't that an ear tag? The kind they put on cows and pigs?"

"Ear tag? Ah—aaaaah! You're right! No wonder it looked so familiar—I saw them on my dad's farm! But what's it doing here?"

I clapped in agreement with her realization and snatched the ear tag up to check the details.

If that was the case, couldn't I have just picked it up and checked from the start? Why was I sitting here going 'what is this thing' like an idiot?

The thought flickered through my head, but I wrote it off as the usual dumb-protagonist intelligence issue and looked straight down at Bok-soon nestled in my arms.

Somehow she already knew. She immediately tilted her head up and asked,

"Hey. You? Your cock is twitching like crazy inside me right now. What kind of rotten idea are you cooking up this time? Don't tell me you're thinking of putting that ear tag on my ear..."

"See? That's why you're a masochist breeding sow. You pick up on that stuff with terrifying accuracy."

"W-Wait?! Are you actually going to put it on my ear?! Don't! I'm an elf who's terrified of getting her ears pierced—I don't even wear earrings! And if you just randomly pierce my ear in a place like this and it gets infected... huh?"

"Eh?"

Maybe it was because it was a dungeon-given artifact. The moment I brought the ear tag near Bok-soon's ear, it snapped onto her like a fridge magnet and hung there as if it had always belonged.

"I-It doesn't hurt? And for some reason, putting this on makes my body feel weirdly more energetic..."

"That so? Guess it really is an artifact. Erotic as hell, but we did clear the dungeon, so... huh?"

"What is it?"

"Something's appearing over the ear ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tag."

"Huh? Euhiieeeek♡"

Byureureureut-♡

Right then, letters began to surface across the ear tag while Bok-soon was still marveling at it.

Maybe it was because an owner had been registered. The tag that had been nothing but plain yellow a second ago now filled with text, and the tension of the moment made me cum inside her on the spot, flooding her like I was pissing.

While her womb gulped down my semen with wet little swallows, the letters on the ear tag finished forming.

The instant Bok-soon read what was written, a scream of pure horror burst out of her.

"W-What the hell is thiiiiis?!"

The ear tag listed nothing less than Bok-soon's name, age, and three sizes.

Just like the tags they put on cattle and pigs, it displayed her personal information—and, so that anyone could tell at a glance that she belonged to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠me, it even clearly named her owner.

"T-Take it off right now?! Take it off this instant! I have to walk around wearing this humiliating ear tag, and it even says Owner?! Who the hell gave you the right to just—?!"

"I didn't write it. The ear tag wrote it on its own."

"Don't tell me the dungeon recognized it?! That I'm your breeding sow for reproduction?!"

"Heheheh. It's not exactly wrong, is it?"

"I-I refuse to accept this! Who would accept this?! I'm taking it off right this second! If I walk around with this thing on, everyone everywhere will look at me and think I'm your property—your breeding sow! And it even has my name... if I wear something like this...!"

This vulgar object—I'm removing it at once!

While she yanked desperately at the ear tag with a face that was half frantic, half flushed and lewd, I picked up the earrings that had come with it and checked their information.

What kind of vulgar junk is this now.

And if it's a pair... the other one is... heheheh.

I grinned wickedly at the dizzying message windows and looked at Bok-soon.

She was still flailing, trying to get the ear tag off.

"W-Why won't it come off? It's like it's become one with me—no matter how hard I pull, it won't budge?!"

"Looking at that, it's probably a soul-bound item."

"What did you just say?! S-Soul-bound?! Don't tell me I have to wear this vulgar ear tag on my ear for the rest of my life?!"

"Pretty much looks that way."

"'Pretty much looks that way'? You're talking way too lightly for something that isn't your problem—wait a second. That thing in your hand... isn't that a piercing? Why are you bringing it toward my clitoris— kkuhiieeeeeet♡"

I ambushed her clitoris with the clit piercing while she was still flustered.

Just like the ear tag, it needed no piercing tool—the moment I brought it close, it latched onto her clit. I gave the piercing hanging from her little bean a firm tug while checking the skill description, then immediately activated the newly acquired skill.

"Clit Leash Creation."

"Huh? What are you doing right n—w-waaaait...?!"

A ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠long, translucent blue leash of light unfurled from the piercing on Bok-soon's clitoris.

It fluttered in the air like a dandelion seed before wrapping itself snugly around my hand. I looked at Bok-soon, who was staring at me with uneasy eyes, and asked,

"Why? Curious what this is?"

"What did you just say?! More importantly—did you already know what this was?!"

"Nah, I only just found out. The moment I picked it up, the usage instructions just poured into my head."

"Don't tell me this is an artifact too?! More importantly, some kind of dog leash just came out of my clitoris?!"

"That's why it's called a clit leash. Now if I give it a little tug..."

"Don't you dare?! Don't— kya, kyaaaaaaaah♡"

The moment the cord stretched taut between my hand and her clit, a sharp, pleasure-laced scream tore out of Bok-soon.

I was still grinning lecherously at her when—

Kugugugugugu—

"Huh? What's this now?"

"Heeek♡ You perverted bastard... w-wait? The dungeon is starting to collapse?!"

We'd already claimed every clear reward. Maybe this was the dungeon's way of saying it was time for us to leave.

As the whole place began to shake and buckle, I suddenly remembered the words Grandma had given me before I came down here.

Was that moment right now?

"We're running!"

"P-Put me down?! You crazy bastard♡ What do you mean just casually carrying an elf around while still buried inside her— ook♡ ook♡ eungok♡"

Jjibeuk-jjibeuk-jjibeuk-♡

As the dungeon cleared, the talisman Park Jeom-rye had written for us began to glow again. I locked my hands firmly under Bok-soon's knees once more and bolted straight for the exit.

It was time for Elang—the Elf Escape Run.