How a Bear Captures a Super Peak Female Expert
"Wow, this bitch... one round today sure as hell won't cut it," Jang Il said, sounding exasperated. It was the first time something like this had happened since his internal energy had surged, dramatically boosting his abilities. It felt like the old days.
"No helping it. Let's proceed cautiously like before. No matter how long it takes or how many repetitions, even a super peak expert bitch will eventually crumble."
Bang So-un spoke calmly. It was an unwelcome outcome, but in a way, this was a valuable experience—an experiment for the future. Would there ever come a time when he wouldn't need to hunt bitches stronger than Yi So-ok? Fat chance. Geomgak and the Cheonsan Sword Maiden were already far superior experts. In that sense, Yi So-ok made for an excellent test subject. The first super peak guinea pig. This experience would surely prove invaluable.
"But we have to hide those wounds somehow," Bang So-un stressed. They needed to break her down enough by tonight to conceal the injuries. Failure meant potential disaster—it was only natural.
"Hm." Jang Il's face turned thoughtful, as if pondering something.
"What's wrong?"
"Well, it feels like now's the time to test a new approach."
"Oh?" Bang So-un eyed him with keen interest.
"New wine in new wineskins, something like that?"
"More like... we've stuck to the old methods because they worked fine so far. No need for anything new, right?"
Bang So-un looked at him anew, impressed by the unexpectedly logical reasoning.
"You've grown, kid."
"......Don't say such embarrassing things."
"No, you're the pillar of this operation. Great idea."
Bang So-un patted Jang Il's shoulder trustingly.
"You're right—we didn't need new methods before. But this time's different. So yeah, we need something fresh."
Sticking to the status quo meant settling for the old ways. Fucking and playing with peak-level bitches to your heart's content? Sure. But Bang So-un and Jang Il's ambitions ran deeper. An absurd dream of making every bitch in the murim kneel at their feet. They had no choice but to forge a new world. And a new world demanded new weapons. They'd hit the limits of the old ones.
"Hearing you say that fires me up, young master."
Jang Il shrugged his broad shoulders.
"Haha, what're you talking about. Got a plan in mind?"
"Yeah, something I've been mulling over."
"Oh? Thought you were just busy fucking and goofing off with the bitches, but you've been thinking ahead."
"That's harsh, young master. I put in effort too, you know."
"Hahat, kidding, kidding. I trust you more than anyone. Anyway, I'm dying to hear it. What's the method?"
"Hm, if I had to sum it up... exploiting desire?"
"Desire?"
Bang So-un's eyes widened. It sounded more plausible than expected.
"......I'm worried."
"Huh?"
"They say when a person's too different, death's around the corner."
"Come on, what do you take me for?"
"Means you're that impressive."
Bang So-un chuckled lightly and continued. "Anyway, what kind of desire?"
"Something like... her defining desire?"
Jang Il answered after a brief pause. Bang So-un tilted his head.
"Defining desire?"
"Yeah."
"What's that?"
"Hm... if I have to explain, her strongest current craving. What do you think this bitch wants most right now, young master?"
Jang Il countered.
"Dunno, probably wants to kill us more than anything."
"Haha, same here."
"So we use her desire to kill us?"
"Nah, that's impossible. She'd know that too."
Bang So-un's eyes lit up at those words.
"Brilliant. Yeah, impossible desires are useless. She knows it's a pipe dream."
With her meridians sealed and internal energy gone, plus all the torture... Yi So-ok herself knew better than anyone there was no way to kill them in this state.
"The more I hear, the better it sounds, Jang Il."
Genuine admiration.
"Heh, what're you saying."
Jang Il played it cool, but his chin lifted proudly. Even the clever Bang So-un had acknowledged his new idea.
"So, we target achievable desires?"
"Precisely, her top achievable desire."
"Perfect. Very logical."
Bang So-un nodded repeatedly.
"So, what's the answer?"
"Second place? Escaping this place."
"Killing us is impossible, but escape has potential?"
"Yeah, if we set up the right situation, she'll think it's feasible."
Jang Il spoke with conviction. Bang So-un still seemed unsure. There really was a difference between those who'd planned ahead and those who hadn't.
"Situation? Like what?"
"When would we release this bitch? When we think she's too weak, right?"
At that moment, Bang So-un smacked his forehead.
"Aha, got it. That's it. Haha, looks like I'm learning from you this time."
His face lit up with full understanding, utterly satisfied. His loyal subordinate had filled a gap he hadn't even noticed.
"Make her believe we're outmatched, so she thinks she'll be freed. Right?"
"Heh, spot on, young master."
"Genius. Pure genius. Luring her to disarm her own mental defenses? How'd you come up with something so brilliant?"
Bang So-un couldn't stop marveling. A fortress-like super peak mind, tricked into opening itself. He doubted he'd have thought of it even after racking his brains.
"Hahat, thanks, but we haven't proven it'll work yet..."
"No, it will. Definitely."
Bang So-un was convinced. Humans were creatures of desire. Target that, and success was inevitable.
"Let's try it right now."
"Got it. I'll set the stage perfectly."
Jang Il grinned.
"Ugh......"
Yi So-ok slowly opened her eyes. And then—
"Ack?!"
She jolted, taking in her surroundings. She'd apparently passed out during the torture. Vicious bastards. But it was fine. There was nothing more these evil fucks could do anyway. She wouldn't break under torture. That sorcery... hypnosis, was it? She was immune to that too.
Wait, something...
She briefly wondered why she knew the name of the sorcery, but shrugged it off.
Right, they bragged about it earlier.
Yeah. She clearly remembered. Must've been disoriented from fainting.
"Kuh, to endure this far... what a stubborn bitch."
The bear-like evil fuck trembled in rage.
"Damn, tell me about it."
The parasite brother looked deflated too.
A laugh bubbled up. It felt good that things weren't going their way.
"Hmph, bring it on. It'll just wear you out."
Yi So-ok shot back with a sneer. Their faces twisted at the mockery. Then the bear shook his head and spat,
"No choice now, young master. Let's just kill her."
Death, at last.
Hah, think I'm scared of that?
She'd accepted death long ago. It didn't faze her. And dying might even be a relief... Wait. No.
Her expression shifted suddenly.
Why should I die too? Those bastards started this—they're the ones who should die.
They were dead men walking anyway. The Nangong family and Murim Alliance wouldn't let it slide. But dying here at their hands? Unacceptable.
I need to live to mock them properly.
Yeah. Dying together wasn't satisfying. Surviving to laugh at them—that was the real thrill. But to do that, she had to escape...
Something... something... Wait!
Yi So-ok's eyes flashed as realization hit.
Right! Pretend to be hypnotized! If I act like it worked, they'll relax and release me.
Perfect plan.
That's when—
"No, we can't give up yet. One last hypnosis try before killing her."
The parasite brother wasn't done. Even the evil fucks were helping her.
Yi So-ok hid her triumphant smile.
"If you insist."
The bear approached again. Obvious. He'd flash those weird eyes for hypnosis. Useless tripe on a super peak like her. But now, she had to pretend.
"Look into my eyes, you bitch."
To pretend, act obedient.
Yi So-ok stared into the bear's eerie, gleaming eyes.
"Focus. Deeper. All your concentration."
Yeah, focus... all concentration...
She mustered her full focus. A brief dizziness hit, but it was fine. Just acting.
"As I count, your mind sinks to the depths. An endless abyss. The deeper it falls, the looser your mind becomes. Utterly loose."
Counting makes the mind loosen...
"One, two, three, four..."
The bear began counting. Yi So-ok played along diligently to sell the act.
Falling deeper... pretend the mind's falling... yeah... loosen the mind...
She relaxed her mental barriers in sync with the numbers. No problem. Just pretend.
Time passed.
"One hundred, one hundred one, one hundred two..."
The count hit a hundred. And then—
Heh... heeeee...
Before she knew it, Yi So-ok's mind had utterly loosened. Her eyes glazed over vacantly, saliva drooling from her slack lips.
The bear and parasite brother smirked inwardly at the sight, but she was oblivious.
More time passed. Clap! The handclap jolted her mushy mind back up.
Eh?!
Yi So-ok blinked in surprise, mind foggy. But then she remembered. She'd acted hypnotized perfectly. Her mind had loosened just right for the performance. The evil fucks looked pleased.
Hah, totally fooled. Just a bit more.
She suppressed her smile. Almost there. Convince them a little longer, and they'd release her.
"Testing. Who are you, bitch?"
She knew: give the right answer to seal the deception. Robotic, emotionless voice. Perfect.
"......The retarded pussy bitch pretending to be hypnotized is Master's loyal hypnosis slave......"
Good. Flawless. She inwardly cheered.
"Hm, yeah? And orders?"
"......The retarded pussy bitch pretending to be hypnotized naturally obeys Master's every command without question......"
Perfect again. Her lips twitched faintly.
"Good. Then strip those tits and jiggle 'em like a slut."
Easy peasy. Just bare the tits and jiggle uglily. What could be simpler?
Yi So-ok flung off her top and nipple piercers in one go. Nice, firm handfuls—elastic and satisfying. The nipples were brownish from age, but natural. Two kids, after all. Still, prime condition.
Anyway, not the point.
Jiggle uglily.
Simple. She knew how. Hands neatly on head, tongue lolling out, eyes rolled back. Spread thighs sloppily wide, squat and stand awkwardly up and down.
"Heeee......"
Of course, drool idiot sounds too.
Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down.
Jiggle jiggle jiggle!
Jiggle jiggle jiggle!
Her tits flopped obscenely. Perfect.
"Puhahaha!"
"Puhuhuhu!"
The parasite and bear roared with laughter, but Yi So-ok had no clue why. She was just nailing the 'hypnotized' act.