Third Night in the Pouring Rain
Evening of the third day on the deserted island. The rain that had started pouring after lunch showed no signs of letting up even after nightfall. Luckily, the slope kept the cave dry inside, but occasional gusts of wind pooled water near the entrance, which was getting on his nerves.
I need to get a fire going.
Starting a fire in the bumpy, L-shaped cave was risky. He'd once lit one without thinking and nearly suffocated when smoke filled the inner chamber. He'd spent days in a makeshift lean-to outside because the smoke wouldn't clear. But he couldn't just starve either. If he left the captured octopus alone, they'd end up smelling rot and praying for the rainy season to end.
He pulled out the octopus he'd buried in sand, scrubbed it against a rock, and rinsed it in seawater before smashing it flat on the stone.
"Want some help?"
"With what?"
They pretended to help now that food was involved. Better to use what they could offer than not.
"You, grab a shell and fetch some fresh water. You, sort dry firewood and kindling."
He assigned tasks and gave orders. Baek Jin-ah took a shell and headed deeper into the cave, while Lee Seo-hee diligently searched for dry wood as instructed. Lee Seo-hee would've bitched about how she could tell what was dry, but surprisingly, she was checking carefully despite not knowing. While they moved, he sat holding the limp octopus. It had stuck to his arm with its suckers, but time had weakened their grip.
Wriggling like a short-arm octopus.
He wanted to eat it raw as sashimi, but raw seafood was a no-go on a deserted island. Plus, he'd heard octopus had to be cooked or you'd regret it, so he took extra care.
"Um, I gathered what I could, not sure if it's right."
Lee Seo-hee approached cautiously, arms full of firewood.
"Watch closely. I'll show you how to spot dry wood."
He picked up each piece with one hand and tapped it lightly against the cave wall.
"Clear sound?"
Quick on the uptake or just guessing, he wasn't sure. He set down the one he'd tapped.
"Yeah, the sound's right. It is, right~?"
"Do it that way from now on."
"...If I can."
Her smugness over one trick was laughable, but whatever. Lee Seo-hee was now officially the dry wood shuttle.
"Got the water. Put it here?"
"Hold on. Stack the wood first."
Lighting a fire deep inside was suicide, but a controlled small one near the entrance could manage the smoke.
Should've made a windbreak.
He regretted using the bamboo-woven door as a spear shaft or kindling since opening it was a hassle. But regrets now were pointless. His job was to start and tend the fire.
He moved to a spot near the entrance where rainwater hadn't pooled, sat with his back to the wind, and piled scorched stones and pebbles around an empty center. He added minimal kindling and wood.
Dry stuff smoked less, but smoke was smoke.
Luckily, not much smoke.
Shoving glowing embers from firewood into the dry kindling, the cave brightened with just one torch's light before.
"Should I add water?"
Baek Jin-ah held the shell of fresh water, and Lee Seo-hee snorted, telling her to think before acting.
"With flames like that? Baek-jin. If your head's empty, just stay quiet. At least you'll be average. Ugh."
"...Watch your mouth unless you want your head smashed tonight."
"Oh, so scary. I'm so terrified I'll piss myself~"
Watching them bicker was fun, but not now. He barked at them to shut up.
With soy sauce and wasabi... no, even chogochujang would be good.
The boiled octopus was exquisite, but the energy bar from morning left him wanting. Still, devouring the whole thing without waste meant they'd survived the first full day intact.
Coming down hard.
Lying on the mattress, staring outside, the rain poured relentlessly.
If it keeps this up, trouble. Unsettling.
Last year, maybe? A day like this with nonstop rain had triggered a landslide. The cave entrance never got blocked, and debris never entered, but the front yard ended up littered with trees and rocks. He'd cleared it alone over a week back then. Now, with two fine slaves, even that wouldn't be an issue.
Time to sleep.
Stomach full of octopus, better to rest early than waste energy moving. He filled the wild boar hide blanket with heated stones and pebbles from the entrance fire.
The cave was chilly enough; rainy season made it drop fast.
"Hey. Over here."
Precious labor couldn't catch a cold and whine...
"Tie me up quick."
"Yeah, hurry and tie us."
The two reached him, turned, hands behind backs in obedient pose.
At this point, tying or not didn't matter much. They'd realized they couldn't survive alone here, and killing him meant no more food.
But a cold spreading would suck, and huddling preserved body heat, so he wanted them close.
"Too lazy to tie. Get in."
There was a slim risk, but he skipped it. Testing how obedient they'd become was the real reason.
"If you don't want..."
"I'll come in."
Both egos were crushed, but he hadn't expected Lee Seo-hee first on the mattress.
"Cheap, but nice."
"Jealous? Get off."
"Can't even comment? Mmm, warm~"
Lee Seo-hee cooed, touching the boar blanket with heated stones. Baek Jin-ah hesitated, watching, then said she was fine and went back to her bag against the wall.
Thought Baek Jin-ah would join since Lee Seo-hee did.
He didn't want his prime slave—athletic build—sick and sidelined, but didn't ask twice. Constantly active Baek Jin-ah had cold and fever meds in her bag anyway; she'd recover quick.
With rainy season unpredictable, cave chores piled up. Play with Lee Seo-hee tonight, break Baek Jin-ah slowly.
Cold...
Baek Jin-ah woke from chilly wind, backpack under her head. Downpour and gales from the rainy season sky, plus lightning and thunder splitting the dark, shattered her shallow sleep.
Thirsty amid it all, she shifted for warmth and started rising.
"Ahhng. A bit more... fuck me deeper..."
"Shut your fucking mouth, you slut."
"Talk tough...! Nng! Ahh...!"
Seeing lewd acts on the mattress—Lee Seong-un and Lee Seo-hee—Ban Jin-ah's remaining sleep vanished; she clamped her mouth.
Crazy fucks. After yesterday, at it again...
Watching them, moans intensifying, she recalled her humiliating yesterday with Lee Seong-un. Chilling sensation of a stranger groping her body. She tried erasing the memory, but Lee Seo-hee's obscene moans and wet squelches from pussy play kept reminding her.
"Why... always stop... halfway... ahng...!"
His fingers deep in her pussy moved to her mouth.
"Fucking... perv, mmph... bastard...!"
As climax neared, he sensed it like a ghost, pulled out, and forced fingers into her mouth, ravaging it.
"Slurp... keep going, keep... schluuup!"
Lee Seo-hee, conditioned countless times, mind numb, sucked her own juices off his fingers, instinctively grinding her ass back.
Training his past abuser gave Lee Seong-un vengeful thrill overriding his fraying reason.
"Ah...... ahh, ugh......!"
But endless edging broke Lee Seo-hee; she wailed, spasmed weirdly, and passed out.
Feeling weight on his chest, sensing oddity, he pulled fingers from her mouth, checked her. Unfocused eyes, limp body. Normal folks would stop, but his hands kneaded her tits, then viciously pinched hardened nipples.
"Grraaah!!!"
Unconscious Lee Seo-hee shrieked in agony. Before complaining, his hands resumed sticky caresses in mouth and pussy. No time for pain; pleasure returned, leaving her moaning wordlessly.
Watching it all, terrified Baek Jin-ah trembled but noticed her hand unconsciously stroking her soaked crotch.
Self-loathing...
She denied comforting herself over this disgusting scene. Yet her eyes fixed on them, knowing she shouldn't, hand sneaking toward her crotch anyway.