The Violator
I stood in front of the door, peeking through the peephole while holding my breath.
The sound of the front door downstairs opening reached me. Then quiet footsteps climbing the stairs.
Two men... no, one shorter man, and one woman. All four of them.
The two men had tattoos covering their arms like they were showing off. One was a big, bulky guy, the other lean with muscular build.
The shorter man looked ordinary compared to them. The woman... she had long hair that radiated a strange sensuality, the kind that would fit right next to a tattooed muscle freak.
Even in the dark, her face wasn't clear, but her tall stature and voluptuous body were on full display.
The shorter man held some kind of device in his hand, while the others carried weapons or what looked like blades.
I debated how to defend if they broke into my house, but nothing good came to mind.
Luckily, it seemed they had targeted the door to the neighbor's house first.
The muscle freak gave a signal, and the shorter man connected a machine to the lock. A moment later, the lock clicked open.
I quietly opened my own door and stepped into the hallway.
"Who—who the hell are you?! Get the fuck out!"
A panicked shout came from the neighbor's house. The guy living there was in his forties. I knew his face but not his name.
"Throw away your weapons or die."
Right after the man's voice, a crash echoed through the apartment.
I quickly opened the door and rushed inside.
The lean guy was swinging a baseball bat at a resident. I caught a glimpse of his massive, tattooed back behind him.
I took two fast steps toward the bastards.
The moment the muscle freak turned his head, my kukri sliced deep into his side.
"Kh... k-kuk..."
The deep groan from the guy I had hit earlier. I yanked the knife out and stabbed again.
One, two...
As hot blood gushed out, the lean guy looked at me with wide eyes and swung the bat at me.
"Who—who are you!"
I dodged back slightly and countered with a slash. The bastard couldn't close in easily because of my knife's movements.
The shorter guy was huddled in the corner, barely moving, and he had no weapon.
The woman held a kitchen knife awkwardly, her eyes full of fear as she backed away slowly. She didn't seem like much of a threat.
The guy with the bat charged forward and swung hard. I stepped in and blocked it directly with my empty hand.
*Thud!*
A heavy impact jolted my arm. It might have cracked a bone. Instead of breaking it, I drove my kukri straight into his neck.
I kept pushing deeper even after the blade caught on the bone.
"K-kuk... k-khuk... k-kuk..."
He stared at me in disbelief. I yanked the knife from his neck, shoved him away, and blood sprayed like a fountain from the fallen man's throat.
The woman trembled all over. When I glared at her, she dropped her weapon to the floor and raised both hands in surrender.
The short guy did the same, kneeling on the ground with his hands up.
"You, you piece of shit..."
The muscle freak, blood pouring from the ground as he thrashed around, tried to get up. As I approached with the kukri, his face turned to pure terror.
"S-save me... I'm sorry... I'll take everything I stole from downstairs... Please..."
You can kill me and still take that. I stabbed the kukri into his neck and pulled it out. He couldn't speak anymore. The floor was already soaked in his blood.
The neighbor, the forty-year-old guy, lay bleeding from the head. Was he dead? If I was lucky, he might wake up later.
[ Soul Absorption: 2 ]
[ Super Regeneration: 4 ]
The message came that my Super Regeneration level had increased. The joy of growth pushed aside any guilt over the kill.
I looked down at my hand. Blood was pouring from the fingers that had gripped the kukri. It looked like they had been sliced by the blade when I pushed hard to stab.
Ah, I should have gripped the handle from behind or wrapped it in something to protect my hand.
I walked over to the short guy. He was shaking uncontrollably as he spoke.
"I-I'm sorry... I was threatened... I'm a locksmith... These people said they'd kill me if I didn't open the door with them... Please... save me..."
The short, chubby guy was completely terrified. It looked like a lockpicking job. No weapons in sight. Maybe his story about being forced was true.
"You were never part of their crew."
I raised my knife and pointed it at the woman.
The woman sat down on the floor and started begging for her life.
"Please... please... those big brothers... they said they need to steal food as fast as possible... I had no choice... I said no! I was scared!"
No matter what, you came here with a knife to kill someone and steal. Did you kill the people downstairs too?
"I-I didn't kill anyone. All of it... please... please... I don't want to die... I'll do anything you say..."
The girl was crying and rubbing her hands together frantically. Up close, she was a classic bully girl. Tall with big breasts spilling out of a tight T-shirt and skirt that clung to her body.
Every time she begged, her huge chest bounced.
The world has no rules anymore. Since I can do whatever I want...
"Anything? What can you do?"
"W-what? Anything..."
"Your crew is all dead. You came to someone else's house with your life on the line. You should pay the price. Why should I spare you?"
"I-I look pretty... look closely. My body is good too..."
As the bitch spoke, she pushed her chest forward slightly. Just that motion made her tits jiggle a little. At least D-cup or more?
Life is the most precious. How many people would choose death over rape?
I could see her face clearly now. She had a strong, intimidating look like a bully, but her face was still quite beautiful.
"First, tie that bastard's hands behind his back. Take off your shirt."
The woman looked dazed until I moved the knife a little, and she quickly pulled off her top. Her large breasts in just a bra were exposed.
She looked at me as I tied the short guy.
"Put the short guy in that room and close the door."
This house was me and the neighbor sharing a two-bedroom setup with one living room and one bedroom.
The bastard glanced at me and quickly went into the room and closed the door.
"Now take everything off. Including underwear. You know what I'm going to do, right?"
The woman's eyes trembled wildly as she opened her mouth.
"T-then... am I being saved?"
"Look at what you're doing. Or... I could just kill you cleanly. You probably hate humiliation and disgrace too, don't you?"
"I-I'll take them off!"
The woman started stripping quickly when I muttered.
Her round, big breasts. Slim waist and huge ass. Natural body. The woman covered her crotch and nipples with her hands as she stood naked.
"Lie down on the floor."
Contrary to what I had feared, the woman had no hidden blades on her body.
If she was lying down, I could strike first even if she resisted or attacked.
The woman, lying on the floor with her head turned, said.
"L-like this?"
*Smack!*
My palm slapped her ass hard. The big butt shook violently.
"Lie down in a sexier pose. More seductively."
The woman awkwardly spread her legs wider and lifted her hips. Still, the pose was awkward.
I got behind her and grabbed her breasts, squeezing and groping. They were so big I could barely fit my hand around one.
I groped her tits and pinched her nipples, twisting them back and forth. Every twist made her body twitch slightly.
"Your tits are huge. What cup size?"
"Haa... D, D-cup..."
The view of her body from behind was amazing because of her big ass. Her shaved pussy was clearly visible. Her clean slit was tightly shut.
I moved my hand from her ass to her pussy.
I spread her pussy lips with my fingers, revealing a deep hole and a bean-sized clit.
I rubbed my fingers around her clit and pussy, making her small moans come out as she got wetter.
"Umm... uh... uhng... uhhm..."
I figured I wouldn't be able to enjoy her long, so I unzipped my pants and shoved my cock into her pussy.
The hole was tight. I forced it in anyway, and something caught.
"Kuk... ah, it hurts... haak... huaak..."
When I pushed all the way in, her body twitched from the pain. Every time I pulled out and thrust again, her body shook violently.
I saw a little blood. I increased my pace and said.
"You... first time?"
"Huk... huk... y-yes..."
"You don't look like it. How old are you?"
"S-twenty... huhuu..."
Her face looked like it was in her late twenties, but she had just become an adult. With a mature body and that bully face, she looked pretty slutty.
The way I pounded her roughly was satisfying. The cushion of her big ass and the tight grip of her pussy were great.
I grabbed a handful of her hair and lifted her head that was bowed. I could see her pouting face reflected in the living room window. Every time I thrust, her mouth opened and her expression changed slightly. It was a mix of pain and arousal.
"You probably got popular at school, huh?"
"Haa... haa... e-even if I was... I had a boyfriend... but I never gave it to him..."
There are always these types among bully girls. They rule like queens with their perfect looks. That's the type of woman she was. Right now she was bouncing her ass on my cock and her tits shaking.
Every thrust made her ass shake and her breasts bounce back and forth. As expected from those big tits.
I turned her body over so her face was visible, lying her down. When I spread her legs wide, her pussy was laid bare. I slapped her hand away when she tried to cover it. I grabbed her wide-open legs and thrust in hard. No consideration for her being a virgin.
I leaned down and kissed her mouth, thrusting my tongue inside. At first her tongue was still, but gradually it accepted and moved with mine.
Her face was flushed red. She pouted a little, but despite being raped, she didn't seem that miserable.
I had heard that rape is painful enough to want to die, but maybe she was different.
I squeezed her breasts like I was milking them and pounded her harder and harder. The urge to cum was rising.
"U... open your mouth."
I pulled my cock out of her pussy and aimed it at her face. As I shot load after load, thick ropes of cum covered her open mouth and face.
In the middle of the afterglow, I quickly put my clothes back on.
The woman, lying with her legs spread, looked at me. She spat the cum out of her mouth, then went to the corner and squatted down.
By the time I got dressed, the afterglow had disappeared. Thanks to Super Regeneration, my stamina recovered fast, huh...?
The woman squatted there quietly crying while watching me.
I entered the room where the short guy was.