Pharmacist
I slammed my cock deep into her tight, dripping pussy. The woman’s body twisted and quivered beneath me, and my dick was already rock-hard.
“S-Stop… please… I-I couldn’t… Aaaah! Ugh… ugh… ugh…”
I pounded her without mercy or foreplay. Even so, her hole was incredibly tight. And there was blood—real blood—seeping out. This was the first virgin I’d ever taken.
“S-Sorry… ah… agh… ugh… t-they threatened me… ugh… a gun… they said they’d kill me if I didn’t… heh… heh… ugh… ugh… ugh…”
Her words came out broken and desperate, her voice cracking with every brutal thrust. Still, she kept trying to make excuses. It was a desperate survival struggle, but genuine fear and pain bled through her tone.
“Everyone else fled, but why did you come back here with him?”
“Ugh… t-to rescue the captured women… ah… it hurts… h-heh… I thought if women were taken again… ugh…”
“How am I supposed to believe that?”
“It’s true… h-heh… h-heh…”
If what she said was real, it was incredibly selfless. Maybe there was another motive, but still.
I spun her body around, pressed her hands flat on the table, and shoved her face-down. Then I started thrusting from behind. One hand gripped her narrow waist, the other fisted in her hair.
Her hips were wide and strong despite the slender waist. Her face was beautiful, but her body was on another level. Her breasts weren’t enormous, yet the proportions and curves were perfect. And her face carried that pure, innocent beauty—like a flawless maiden you could trust with your life.
“Aahn… haa… haa… p-please… I’m the prettiest… and I’m a pharmacist… I’m useful… just let the others go…”
Claiming I was the prettiest… she really had that kind of confidence. She was clearly superior to most women. At this level, she could have been a model or actress instead of a pharmacist and still fit right in.
I genuinely wanted to free the others. As a pharmacist… she wasn’t essential to me, but to anyone else she was vital. In this savage world, a single infected wound or infection could kill you without medicine. Of course doctors mattered most, but even a pharmacist could keep small ailments from turning fatal.
“Are you a virgin?”
“Y-Yes… h-heh… I’ve… I’ve never… I’m a virgin… men like virgins…”
I glanced back at her face and saw her eyes brimming with tears.
“How do you feel about losing your first time to a man?”
“The world is changing… and one day… it might become like this… I knew what to expect… h-heh… but… you’re not old… and your face is handsome…”
“Yeah? How handsome do you think I am?”
“T-Truly… even if you were a celebrity, I’d believe it… no… of all the men I’ve ever seen in my life… you’re the most handsome.”
After I filled her pussy with my cum and pulled out, thick ropes of semen poured from her gaping hole.
I grabbed her hair and yanked her up, then wrapped my hand around her throat and squeezed.
“C-Kek… kek… s-save me…”
*Slap!
I struck her ass hard with my open palm. Her firm, bouncing cheeks quivered. She flailed her hands and legs, gasping for air.
*Slap!
Again. This time her whole body shook and urine streamed down her thighs from her pussy.
Her struggles showed her final death throes as her breath was cut off.
Her eyes rolled back. Saliva drooled from her mouth. I let go the second she stopped twitching.
With wet gagging sounds, she gasped and choked. Her tear- and snot-streaked face was pure terror—like she’d already died.
“That’s the price for attacking me.”
I grabbed her hair again and forced her to stand. She looked at me with eyes full of fear and resentment.
“You said you’d let the others go. In exchange, you’re becoming my slave. Understand?”
“M-Me… slave?”
“Exactly. You offered to free the others for me. So now you’ll come with me and serve as my slave. No more talking back. Want me to tighten the rope again?”
At my words her eyes widened in panic.
“N-No! I-I’ll do it! Slave…”
She was a little over her mid-twenties—a mature beauty who had just begun shedding her youthful look.
“Get on your knees and bow. Say you’re my slave.”
She obeyed instantly, dropping to the floor and pressing her forehead to the ground.
“I-I am… your slave.”
I stepped on her head, pressing her face harder into the floor, then smacked her ass again.
“Kyaah!”
“Say it again, with your name.”
“I… I am Hyeon-gyeong… your slave… h-heh… I will devote my body and soul to serving you…”
“Repeat exactly what I say.”
She started sobbing but began repeating me.
“When I order… even your cock… or your asshole… or your pussy… h-heh… I will dance… w-whimper…”
Her voice broke with bitter tears, yet there was no hatred in it. She really was naturally kind and gentle.
I bound her pharmacist arms behind her back, looped a rope around her neck, and dragged her upstairs. A naked woman with a leash around her throat—classic sex slave. In the heart of Seoul. Something I never imagined possible.
Following the pharmacist’s instructions, we entered the building. Eight women in total.
Some were completely naked, others wore only shirts. Judging by what I saw, none of them looked normal. Dirty cum, piss, and even shit stained their bodies. They hadn’t washed properly.
“O-Opba… why are you late… w-whimper…”
One naked woman at the back staggered over to me. She called out like she knew me. But she didn’t look familiar at all.
“She’s gone crazy from mental trauma. She was raped in front of her boyfriend, and her boyfriend died. After that… she was gang-raped countless times and completely broke. She only reacts like this when she sees men around my age…”
She smiled brightly even while crying. It was heartbreaking, but she was still stunningly beautiful.
I stroked her hair and said, “Yeah, you fought hard. You’ll have to live without me now.”
At my words she stared blankly somewhere in the distance, then collapsed to the floor and started sobbing.
“You’re free now. The men who held you captive are either dead or fled. You can stay or leave—whatever you choose.”
I loosened the rope binding the pharmacist’s arms and told her, “Give each of these women enough food for two days. And you should wear clothes too.”
She moved quickly.
The high-rise apartment was stocked with supplies and a surprising amount of medicine. There were weapons, but not many usable ones.
No one said they wanted to stay here. Anyone in this hellhole would want to leave.
“Thank you… I will repay this debt one day…”
The women left in a hurry, still bowing and thanking me. Last came the mentally broken one. Her eyes were different from the others.
“Thank you… could you… kill me? I don’t have the courage to do it myself. I just want to be with my boyfriend again…”
She had come back to her senses for a moment. I nodded at the look of despair in her eyes.
I made her sit on the floor. Aiming at the weakest spot at the back of her head, I drove the gun deep.
She twitched once, spilled blood, and collapsed.
[Soul absorbed: 1]
Super Regeneration: 119
I told the pharmacist to load two large carriers with food, then dragged her outside.
She now wore a normal shirt and pants, but the rope still circled her neck—a constant reminder she was my slave.
I slung the air gun over my shoulder, keeping it ready, and tucked a revolver into my waistband.
Luckily no one attacked us. The people in the high-rise had clearly fled far away.
When we got back, everyone cheered and stared at me in shock.
“H-Hyung… is that a gunshot wound?”
My shirt had holes and circular bloodstains all over my belly and arms. It looked exactly like bullet damage.
“What… the pistol was weak, so I’m fine. And this is my new personal slave. She’s a pharmacist, so she’s important. Everyone treat her well. If you get hurt, come to her for medicine.”
At first the women were overjoyed, hugging me. But I could tell jealousy was mixed in. If she hadn’t been so beautiful, they might have been more wary. Instead, everyone thought of her as the most valuable person here.
The men swallowed hard when they saw her face. They knew they couldn’t touch her without my permission.
Then something small dropped to the floor. I picked it up—it was a spent round from a revolver.
Looking at the healed wound, the skin looked swollen. The bullet had been pushed out as it healed.
“This… is that a bullet casing?”
Everyone stared in shock.
“The gunshot wound healed… and the bullet came out on its own?”
“Probably.”
“W-What… how did that happen…”
“What… you all know I heal fast. Let me tell you something important. This world is a simulation. I received special abilities from the simulation’s administrator.”
Everyone’s faces changed. Is he insane?
They didn’t say it out loud, but the look was clear.
The big guy spoke first.
“Hyung, were you a developer? One of my developer friends talked about simulation theory…”
“Enough. Everyone, load the large carriers. Prepare to move. The houses of the men I killed are full of food. We need to leave before others steal it all.”
Everyone started moving quickly.
Two huge carriers and big bags on top— that was the maximum load one person could carry.
With more people now, ten or so of us, we could load everything in one go and leave fast.