The Grown Dohun
Han Haeri had begun to hate her own beauty—the very thing she had been proudest of—once the apocalypse began.
Five days after the collapse, she had been kidnapped. Lawless men had taken her because of her looks, and of course, she had been gang-raped.
From that moment, her life as a sex slave began. Over the course of six weeks in the apocalypse, she had changed owners no fewer than four times.
When the lawless men who had kidnapped and raped her died, new ones would see her beauty and claim her as their own.
That was how she had become a sex slave—a powerless weakling forced to serve strong men, forced to serve her masters with her body.
Now, staring at the man who had killed her former owners—Kang Dohyun—she had to wait and see whether he would become her new master or set her free.
As Dohyun inspected the house, Dohun returned from looting the corpses.
"Hyung, there wasn't much on the bodies. Just recovered some weapons and bolts."
"Alright, then let's eat."
"Got it. What are we having today?"
"I saw rice on the third floor. Let's cook some. There's gas here too."
"Really? This place is the best."
At his brother's words, the younger one immediately went up to the third floor, fetched the rice, and started cooking.
Dohyun approached the woman, Han Haeri.
"...."
She looked at him with a fearful expression.
"P-please... spare my life."
She begged him, her voice trembling. Even if he didn't free her from being a sex slave, she only wanted him to spare her life.
Dohyun smiled at her reaction and spoke.
"Did I do something wrong to you? I only kill people who've hurt me or are about to hurt me."
At those words, Haeri relaxed slightly.
"You were a sex slave to the people who occupied this house?"
"...."
She didn't answer the question, but she didn't deny it either.
"Do you want to keep being a sex slave?"
At that, she immediately shook her head. Of course she didn't want to.
Being kidnapped and gang-raped by men against her will—that was something any woman would hate. She had only been enduring it because she had no choice but to survive.
"Fine. Then just serve us while we stay here, and I'll let you go."
At the words "let you go," Haeri's expression changed.
"Huh? You'll let me go?"
"Yes. If you serve us well while we're staying here."
She would be freed if she served them well during their stay. In other words—
"Freedom..."
It was a chance to gain her freedom. So she immediately stood up and bowed her head.
"I'll work hard!"
It was a verbal promise—one Dohyun could break. But anyway, Dohyun was the strong one who could decide everything about her. Haeri, the weak one, resolved to do her best while hoping for his mercy.
Having confirmed there was a possibility of being freed, Haeri went into the bathroom to shower, and the brothers prepared dinner.
The prepared dinner menu consisted of rice, grilled ham, and kimchi from the Lee family's house—that was all.
"Hot rice for the first time in a while."
"Good. Really good."
The two brothers were satisfied, and Haeri, who had finished washing in the bathroom, emerged.
'She's definitely pretty.'
Looking at her full body after washing, her beauty was undeniably outstanding. It wasn't just her face—her figure was quite good too. A chest of moderate size, a slim waist, and a beautiful hip line.
Especially with her wet from the water, wrapped only in a towel covering her important parts, she looked quite sexy.
And she—
"...."
She just stared at the food with her mouth open. She hadn't eaten a proper meal in a long time, so she was just swallowing her saliva.
"Eat with us."
At Dohyun's invitation, she responded—
"Huh? Really? I can eat too?"
When Dohyun nodded again, Haeri hurriedly sat at the table. She was still wrapped only in a towel covering her important parts, but she didn't mind and picked up her utensils.
She began eating hurriedly. And then—
"Hic... hic... hic..."
Haeri ate while crying.
Since the apocalypse began, she had never been able to eat a warm meal like this properly. She had only been given scraps—just enough food to keep herself alive—while being dragged around by lawless men.
So she kept eating while crying, and the brothers, feeling sorry for her, ate together with her.
It was evening, so darkness fell quickly on all sides.
After finishing dinner, Dohyun hastily tidied up the small room next to the second-floor kitchen and then—
"Will you help me wash?"
He asked Haeri to attend to his bath.
"Yes, of course I should help you."
She obediently took off her clothes and entered the second-floor bathroom with Dohyun.
Dohyun and Haeri entered the bathroom together. And the naked woman turned on the showerhead.
"Shall I wash you?"
"Want to try?"
"Yes."
Haeri took the initiative first, but her bath attendance was quite awkward.
She had been forced into being a sex slave and had served many men, but most of it had been rape. She had never done something like helping someone bathe before. So she just worked hard to help him wash.
Seeing her like that—
'She's trying hard to survive.'
She was quite beautiful, so she must have lived like a princess before the apocalypse. But now, the way she was trying to survive—
'Nice.'
He liked it. So he grabbed her plump breasts.
'Squish.'
Her breasts were truly soft and sweet. But—
'Flinch.'
Haeri instinctively felt a slight fear, but she spoke as calmly as she could to Dohyun, the strong one who could decide her fate.
"D-do you want something else? Should I serve you?"
"Yes. Lie on your stomach."
At Dohyun's request, she obediently grabbed the bathroom wall and lay face down. Then her plump buttocks and the lewd holes between them were revealed.
Dohyun looked at Haeri's pussy and anus between her buttocks as she lay face down.
'Pink. Pretty.'
Though her pussy had been used by many men in a short time, it still retained its pink color. So he lightly touched her pussy with his hand.
"Eh."
It wasn't wet yet, but it was a sensitive area, so she let out a strange moan at someone else's touch.
"Your pussy is pretty too."
"T-thank you."
Then Dohyun buried his face between her buttocks and began licking her pussy with his tongue.
'Lick, lick.'
"Eh! Eh! Hah-eh.. Hah-uk! Eh!"
At his dazzling tongue work, Haeri's body twitched, and eventually nectar began to flow from her pussy.
"Then I'm going in."
When she was ready, Dohyun thrust his erect cock into her body.
'Thrust.'
"Haa!"
As Haeri let out a lewd moan, Dohyun's desire to conquer was further stimulated.
'Thrust, squish, thrust, squish, thrust!'
"Eh.. Hah-eh.. Ah! Hah-eh.. Eh!"
At Dohyun's rhythmic movements, Haeri began to feel it little by little.
It was a bit different from being raped by men as usual—she was moving actively on her own to please a capable man.
And with Dohyun's skilled movements, her body began to respond.
'Thrust, thrust! Squish, thrust!'
"H-here, hah-eh, it's weird.. Hah-uh-uh-uh, eh, eh, hah-eh!"
And as Haeri began to truly feel it—
"K-kiss me!"
She turned her head back, asking for a kiss first, and Dohyun kissed her mouth while continuing to thrust his hips.
"Haaang...! Hah-at, hah-ak.. Haaang... G-good!"
And so the two began having real sex, each enjoying pleasure together.
The moans coming from the second floor—the sounds of Dohyun and Haeri—reached Dohun on the first floor.
"Same as always today."
On the way down from Osan to here, Dohun had seen his brother rape women or sell his body many times.
His brother had taught him about this too.
'Even if you rape, it's fine if you give something in return.'
In the apocalypse era, where strength was important and survival was even more important, the strong taking only a body while sparing a life and giving something in return was already quite merciful.
Dohun didn't understand it with his heart, but he memorized this rule with his head.
Ignoring the noisy sounds from the second floor, Dohun opened his status window.
The more he looked, the more satisfying his status window was.
'I've become a complete combat machine.'
All five skills he had gained by leveling up were combat-related, and the trait he had received at level 10 was Martial Arts. He had become a specialist in close combat.
'I could handle about ten people easily.'
Today's battle had proven it—he was incredibly strong now.
Other adventurers had status windows too, and they gained skills as they leveled up, but compared to Dohun, they were much weaker.
'I want to get even stronger.'
But he wanted to become even stronger.
'Let's work out.'
He immediately started doing push-ups.
It wasn't that he had no sexual desire, but right now, Dohun was getting a stronger sense of accomplishment from becoming stronger. He was intoxicated by his own strength.