Agony's Ecstasy (2)
Agony's Ecstasy (2)
My clumsy dance continued.
In my previous life, the closest thing to this would probably have been called twerking.
I wasn't sure if I was even doing it right.
Given that I'd been called uncoordinated by those around me, my movements were likely far from smooth.
But I didn't particularly care.
I didn't need exceptional skill—I just needed to satisfy the bandit leader.
A naked dance, showing off my armpits while shaking my breasts and ass, would be stimulating enough on its own.
Just by looking at the bandits' faces, I could tell the reaction was good.
I even saw some openly taking out their dicks and stroking them.
"Keuhaha! This is better than expected! More! Dance more wildly!"
At the bandit leader's shout, I gritted my teeth and intensified the dance.
My buttocks slapped together even more fiercely, and my breasts swung about wildly and lewdly.
"Hheut...!"
As the dance continued, a strained moan forced its way out of my mouth.
My body was gradually heating up.
It couldn't just be from the warmth of the candles lit around the room.
The lust-filled gazes of the men kept catching my attention.
Even to my own eyes, my current appearance was an unbearably lewd sight.
"Hoo...! Huuu...!"
Sweat droplets flew everywhere from the intense movement.
I had been holding back on using Recovery, so my stamina was starting to wear thin.
Letting out rough breaths, I briefly turned my head to the side.
Jenna, over at a slight distance, was creakily moving her body with great effort.
Her posture was the same as mine—it seemed she had been following along and dancing too.
I was still okay for now, but if Jenna pushed herself any further, she might collapse.
While still shaking my breasts and ass, I looked desperately at the bandit leader.
He, who had been watching our ridiculous state, finally chuckled and spoke.
"Both of you can stop now! It was a splendid performance. Rene, come closer."
The bastard called me over with a cocky jerk of his chin.
I released my dancing pose and approached him, panting heavily.
He tore into a roasted pheasant and asked me nonchalantly.
"So, what was it again? Mazer? Muzo?"
"Masochist sow, sir!"
I answered with a loud cry, having been panting and out of breath.
There was no longer any reason to hesitate with vulgar remarks.
Today was the last day anyway. I'd play along at their level as much as needed.
"Kuk kuk! Good spirit. You've been trained well. Now turn around and show me that ass."
"Yes, sir!"
As ordered, I lifted my ass and thrust it out toward him.
My sweat-slicked, gleaming anus and my dripping wet pussy, from which love juice flowed steadily, were now aimed at him.
"Wow, what a sight. Good enough to be a drinking snack."
"Haang...!"
The bastard's greasy palm slapped my ass hard.
Enduring the stinging pain, I let out a sweet, drunken moan.
It was a deliberately coquettish cry, meant to further excite him.
"Yeah. Now you've finally had your pride broken and become cute. Who are you?"
"Masochist sow Rene, sir!"
"And what is this you're presenting to me?"
"Rene's royal palace butt, presented for Master's pleasure, sir!"
My face burned with shame, and my head throbbed with self-loathing.
As much as I tried to act unfazed, it was still too much to bear.
Damn these bastards. Why the hell do they like this kind of thing?
"Well, what do you want me to do to you? Say it clearly with your own mouth."
At his persistent demand, my tightly clenched fists trembled.
I had gotten somewhat used to acting out the role of a lewd masochist pervert.
But doing this in front of Jenna was an incredibly difficult task.
I exhaled deeply to calm my mind.
For the sake of the grand plan, I had to endure steadfastly and overcome this.
The lives of the Subjugation Force's comrades and Jenna, and my own future, were on the line.
With resolute will, I moved both hands behind me.
I grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them apart, fully exposing the wrinkles of my anus and the pink flesh of my pussy.
Feeling the love juice dripping thickly, I shouted as if screaming.
"Please fuck Rene's royal palace butt with Master's cock! Please play with this lewd bitch's cunt and asshole to your heart's content, sir!"
In the silence, only my voice, filled with spite, echoed and reverberated.
I had finally done it.
I desperately hoped Jenna would let these obscene words go in one ear and out the other.
Too ashamed to lift my head, I remained in the ass-spread position, staring only at the floor.
The drunk bandits burst into roaring laughter a moment later.
"You lovely slut. Are you saying this hole is fine too? Now that I look, it is quite plump..."
The bastard's finger slowly stroked my anus.
I had misspoken. I was particularly sensitive there and had wanted to avoid it.
I clenched my mouth shut, enduring the tickling and pleasure from his caressing touch.
"Ah, Hyungnim. Please refrain. They say shit poison is worse than syphilis. Why bother sticking it in the dirty back hole when you have a perfectly good one right here?"
"Ssuup. Is that so?"
The shovel-jawed man's dissuasion reached us.
For the first time, I felt grateful to that violent bastard.
The back was almost like my weak point.
If attacked by that Aura Expert's monstrous stamina, I'd surely pass out and be done for.
Of course, I couldn't agree with the 'dirty' remark.
My body's interior is always kept perfectly clean through Recovery.
I don't need to eat, so it's a body that doesn't excrete.
It's undoubtedly cleaner than these bandits' rotten, stinking mouths.
"Masteeer! Please give me Master's baby juice soon...!"
I swayed my ass, seducing the leader once more.
Now, while he was completely drunk, was the perfect opportunity.
If I could just deal with this bastard, the rest of the trash wouldn't be a problem.
"Keuhat! Alright! Since you're begging so nicely, I'll have to impregnate you today. Come on, let's go!"
The leader, having thrown down his beer mug, scooped me up in his arms.
My body pressed against his massive, hard muscles.
Soon, I would have to settle things with this terrifying man.
My palms grew sweaty from tension.
"Put that brown-haired bitch right in a room so she can't cause trouble. The rest of you, don't fuck around too late—wrap it up when it's time."
"Yes, Hyungnim!"
I made eye contact with Jenna, and she gave a slight nod.
It was a relief she was being safely isolated.
Probably because the bandits, now familiar with me, no longer found Jenna satisfying.
Held by the leader, I was led to his room.
To avoid showing my nervousness, I deliberately acted even more seductive, rubbing my body against him.
A completely changed appearance from when I first met him—truly a figure fallen into carnal desire.
Seemingly pleased, the bastard groped me all over and repeatedly violated me.
My womb, heavily filled from multiple internal ejaculations.
A few strands of his curly pubic hair stuck to the area around my mouth, and the cum splattered on my face made it hard to open my eyes.
After cumming at least eight times, the bastard buried his nose in my armpit and fell into a deep sleep.
I endured that sticky, unpleasant state for about another hour.
The faint noise from the bandits had long since died down.
Only the leader's world-shaking snores loudly assaulted my ears.
"......"
After a couple of deep breaths, I made my decision.
Now was the perfect opportunity to carry out my plan.
Watching him carefully, I cautiously extricated myself from his embrace.
Thanks to Recovery, my physical condition was already perfect.
I willed Agony's Ecstasy into existence.
The silent black dagger appeared.
Gripping the demon's power in my hand, I aimed it at the bastard's defenseless neck.
I will repay it all with this—the revenge for the Subjugation Force and Jenna, and the humiliation I suffered.
You will fall into hell with terrible agony.
"Die."
A low-spoken death sentence.
The finally unleashed judgment plunged into the bastard's neck.
The sensation of skin being ruthlessly pierced transmitted to my hand, and hot blood surged up in a gush.
"Kk, ueek...!"
Rapidly swelling blood vessels and eyes bulging as if about to burst.
The ambushed bandit leader convulsed, frothing blood at the mouth.
Success. A fatal blow, practically instant death.
Now all that was left was to wait for him to crumble in agony.
I was about to put more distance between us from the twitching, seizing bastard.
"You... bitch...!"
A twisted neck. Bloodshot pupils.
A face contorted like a vicious evil spirit glared directly at me.
The moment I faced that horrifying sight, the murderous intent radiating from him constricted my entire body.
A flickering fear of death.
My legs, succumbing to instinct, suddenly stiffened rigidly.
At the same time, the bastard's fist drove into my stomach, delivering a massive impact.
"Keuhek!"
A floating field of vision.
My body, flung into the air, hit the ceiling before crashing back down to the floor.
Before I could even gather my senses, bloody vomit poured from my mouth.
Had almost all my internal organs ruptured and my ribs shattered?
If I hadn't reflexively used Recovery, I wouldn't have survived that blow.
"You... fucking... bitch...!"
Even with his throat pierced, turned into a half-corpse, the bastard was stubbornly trying to get up.
An absurdly tenacious vitality, enough to make one sick.
It must be because of that fiercely emanating red energy from him.
"...Aura."
That blazing, fiery red current was precisely materialized Aura.
An mysterious wonder of nature, a transcendent power all warriors crave.
The first Aura I witnessed was indeed incredible. He was still breathing even in that near-corpse state.
"You... son of a... biiitch...!"
The bastard spewed curses from his blood-gurgling mouth.
His desperate efforts to rise had been in vain.
It seemed he had used up all his remaining strength in that earlier blow.
"Uek, kkeuk..."
A sound like a twisted vocal cord reached me.
No matter how much of an Aura Expert he was, as a human, there was nothing he could do.
With a blade buried that deeply in his neck, there was no way his body could function properly.
Moreover, it wasn't an ordinary dagger, but a demon's power.
An indescribable agony must have been tearing through his mind.
His completely crushed and crumpled face was proof of that.
"Serves you right."
The bandit leader, helplessly collapsed on the bed, bleeding from his nose, mouth, and even ears.
He glared at me with blood-red eyes wide open.
I met that gaze indifferently.
A overwhelmingly powerful fighter who could have beaten me to death bare-handed.
That same bastard was now dying miserably before me.
The relationship had completely reversed in just a few hours.
"Fucking... bitch..."
Three words spat out as if chewed.
With that final death rattle, the red energy vanished without a trace.
The bastard's body also went limp, powerless.
Was he finally dead?
I couldn't let my guard down. Maintaining distance, I resummoned Agony's Ecstasy.
The dagger returned to my grasp. I aimed it at the bastard and threw it fiercely.
The blade, cutting through the air, plunged into his belly without resistance.
I carefully observed his face for a moment.
No reaction. Not even a twitch.
I could assume he was really dead.
"Haa..."
As the tension released, I unconsciously slumped down.
I had finally overcome that terrifying Aura Expert.
If I had faced him head-on, I would have been instantly killed in seconds.
After basking in the aftermath of victory for a while, I got back on my feet.
The revenge wasn't over yet.
The bandits who had hidden behind their leader and violated me at will.
Now it was my turn to play with those thirty-odd pieces of trash.