Smooth Sailing and the Nameless God's Isle
The greatest advantage of the pirate island section on the 30th floor was how easy it all was. Traveling by ship wasn't simple by any means. But for Namgung Seojun's party, having hired Captain Kang Inho and his crew made this the first time they'd climbed the tower with such comfort. They ignored the occasional pirates that popped up and sped right past, and with special events being rare, the party members had plenty of free time. The same went for Namgung Seojun. In his cabin, he practiced his swordsmanship and dagger throwing. But another key duty of his was handling the women.
Thwack! Thwack! That day too, Namgung Seojun was hurling daggers at the wall, working to keep his throwing practice and instincts sharp. As he trained, someone knocked on the door.
Knock knock knock.
He set down the dagger in his hand and called out, "Who is it?"
"It's me."
Dmitri's voice carried a lewd undertone. "Come in."
With permission granted, she entered the room. And beside her stood another woman.
"Let's do it with Shin Miyun today too."
"Sure, sounds good."
Dmitri had come because she wanted to fuck Namgung Seojun, and to experience a different kind of pleasure than usual, she'd brought Shin Miyun along. Dmitri stripped off her clothes without hesitation first. Her body was in perfect shape—massive tits and ass, a seductive waistline, still boasting the satisfying curves of a Western woman. Shin Miyun, meanwhile, hesitated slightly as she removed her own clothes.
......What a wreck.
Shin Miyun's body, by contrast, was a total mess. Her face bore no scars, but beneath her clothes, she was covered in them. Her breasts, ass, and back were riddled with whip marks, and even her nipples looked different from before—deformed from repeated piercings being put in and torn out. Her pussy and asshole had changed drastically too. A massive piercing dangled from her clit, swollen large from men's tortures, and her asshole was so stretched that without an anal plug, she'd leak shit uncontrollably now. Worst of all, her body was covered in brands and tattoos. Before, she'd only had them on her breasts and ass, but now her stomach, back, and thighs were etched with obscene words and crude tattoos. No matter how pretty Shin Miyun's face was, the men who'd grown bored of using her body had started leaving permanent damage, and her condition had only worsened over time.
Dmitri stretched to loosen up after stripping, while Shin Miyun approached Namgung Seojun. She carefully removed his clothes.
"You doing okay these days?"
"......Yes."
Shin Miyun answered as best she could while undressing him, and Seojun, sensing her feelings, said nothing more—it was just how things had to be. The two women washed his body first. Shin Miyun wiped down his back with a damp cloth, while Dmitri handled the front.
"Ah!..."
In the meantime, Seojun pinched one of Dmitri's nipples, and she grinned through the pain. "Do it harder."
At her words, he grabbed both nipples, pulling, pinching, and biting. "Ahh... ha... yes! More..." Dmitri reveled in the torment with masochistic glee. Meanwhile, Shin Miyun silently wiped him down everywhere with the wet cloth.
Once he was clean, the real foreplay began. Seojun sat in a special chair with a hole between the legs. Dmitri knelt in front and took his massive cock in her mouth, while Shin Miyun licked his asshole from behind.
Slurp... smooch... slurrrp... sluuuurp! The wet sounds from their mouths felt incredible, and Seojun savored it for a moment. Then he slapped Dmitri's ass.
Smack!
She got the signal, keeping his cock in her mouth as she twisted her lower body closer. Squelch. "Mmm!!!!" His fingers slid easily into her soaked pussy. And then his fingering started.
Squelch... squelch... squelch... After stirring her up decently with three fingers, rub. "Mm! Ungh!!" Touching her clit made Dmitri writhe like a worm. Smack smack. He slapped her pussy hard with his palm. "Ahh! Heh... ha... haa... ah!!!" She released his cock from her mouth and let out a raw scream. Yellow liquid gushed from her cunt—she was pissing herself uncontrollably.
Gulp! Gulp! Smack! "Ah!! Heh... hehh!! Seojun! Stop!! Aaaah!!!!" Even as Dmitri climaxed, Seojun didn't let up, toying with her body mercilessly. Shin Miyun, meanwhile, kept pleasuring him diligently. She grabbed the cock Dmitri had dropped in her ecstasy, stroking it with one hand while teasing his balls with the other, all while rimming his ass with her mouth.
"Ah! Ah! Huh! Aaaah!!!" Dmitri's repeated orgasms from his relentless fingering finally broke her—she passed out, her body going limp and collapsing right there. "Ehk... heuk... heuk... eh..." Trembling on her stomach, pussy still leaking juices and piss. Seojun slapped her ass again.
Smack! "Ehk!!! Huh... ha..."
"Pathetic bitch, as always."
True to his words, Dmitri lay there drooling, flailing in post-orgasmic bliss. With her down, Seojun turned to Shin Miyun.
"...."
"Yes."
Without a word, she stopped, stood, gripped the wall, and presented her ass. Squelch squelch. He rubbed his rock-hard cock against her pussy and asshole.
"You gonna last today?"
Shin Miyun swallowed hard. "I'll endure."
"Then we're going full throttle from the start!" He slammed his hips forward.
Slam! "Gahk!!" The enormous cock plunged deep into her pussy, choking the breath out of her. Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! "Ha! Hak! Hehk! Hahk! Ah!" Every thrust drew short gasps from Shin Miyun. No matter how many times she'd taken it, the dizzying pleasure of that massive dick never got easier to handle.
"Guhk... gahk... ah!!! Hak!!" She came first, her pussy gushing fluids wildly. "Ha... this slave slut... I said endure!" Seojun showed no mercy to satisfy his lust, pounding even harder. Slam! Slam! Slam! Then he came.
"Hehk! Ahk... kehk... kahk!! Ah!!!!" Hot semen flooded her womb, pushing Shin Miyun into an unbearable climax. She let out animalistic howls. "Hoo..." Seojun pulled out of her pussy.
Thud. "Ha... ha... ha... ha..." Eyes glazed, Shin Miyun heaved ragged breaths as cum poured from her cunt in thick spurts.
"Dmitri."
"!"
Snapping to attention after watching, Dmitri crawled over like a dog. "F-Fuck me rough too!" She wiggled her ass pleadingly, and Seojun chuckled, fingering her asshole.
"This hole's ready too."
"Perfect." He thrust right in.
"Aaaah!!!!!" Slam! Slam! "Auk! Ah!! Ah!! Hak!" Flesh slapped against flesh amid Dmitri's moans. He enjoyed both women thoroughly for a good while. When they finally passed out, Isu-yeon came in, hoisted them over her shoulders, and carried them out.
Left alone, Namgung Seojun felt relaxed as he lit a cigarette and took a drag. Fuuu.... As he lounged, enjoying the afterglow, someone knocked.
Knock knock knock.
He slipped on the robe hanging nearby. "Come in."
Moments later, Li Zhangwei entered. Gauging Seojun's mood, he spoke up. "Leader, I have something to discuss."
"Go ahead."
"Could we swing by a village on the 36th floor?"
They were sailing the 36th floor anyway, so it wasn't a big issue. Still, Seojun asked why. "What's the reason?"
"There's a village that worships the god I serve. The god himself suggested I take a look."
Li Zhangwei had received an oracle from his nameless god. Seojun's Super Sense gave no special vibe—neither good nor bad. But for Li Zhangwei's sake, they decided to detour. Once Seojun approved, the two headed to the captain's quarters and spoke with Captain Kang Inho. The captain checked the map and confirmed with Li Zhangwei.
"This latitude and longitude are correct, right?"
"Yes, spot on."
The captain's map showed a tiny island there, but no village marked. "It's a very small village, less than ten years old. Barely over 200 people, so it wouldn't be on the map."
The captain nodded at Li Zhangwei's explanation and turned to Seojun. "Party leader, we can adjust the route, but it'll extend our time on the 36th floor a bit."
The original plan had them crossing in about two weeks via the shortest path, but detouring would stretch it to three. A full week added to the party's schedule. Even so, Seojun nodded. "We'll make the stop."
"Understood. Adjusting course now."
And so their path changed. A week later, the lookout spotted the island ahead through his spyglass and shouted, "Island sighted off the bow!"
That was their destination—Arhof, the island of the nameless god. Arhof was both the island's name and the village's. Though small, it was lush with palm trees, boasting beautiful beaches, a quaint village, and a modest harbor. As Namgung Seojun's ship pulled in, soldiers with wary eyes greeted them.
"This is a tiny port. What brings you here?"
Li Zhangwei stepped forward at the guard's question. "I've come at the god's call."
He revealed his class: Apostle of the Nameless God. The guards immediately bowed. "A-An apostle of the god! We're honored by your visit."
With that, the party disembarked amid warm greetings.