Hero Academy (4-23)
Once I engraved the Subordination Yinmun on someone, I could bend them to my will.
Even though the level was still low, so it didn't work on someone with a strong will like Min Hayeon, that didn't change the fact that it was an insanely cheat ability.
But there was one fatal problem.
The condition.
To engrave the Subordination Yinmun on someone, I had to have sex with them first.
That was fine by me.
As long as they had a certain level of looks, it was the perfect condition for me.
But the real issue lay elsewhere.
'The consent thing is such a pain in the ass.'
It required the other party's actual consent.
[If it were possible without the other party's consent, that would be too overpowered in its own way.]
'Yeah...'
If I could just spray my semen around and have every woman in the world fall into my hands?
The whole concept of missions would become meaningless.
I could just put them to sleep and fuck them, done.
Deep down, I had fantasized about having such a convenient power.
But now that I knew I didn't, I actually felt relieved.
And if it really were possible, Min Hayeon and Han Bom right now would be guarding my side like mindless puppets, without any emotional exchange whatsoever.
'I don't want Hayeon and Bom following me around like mere puppets.'
With those affectionate thoughts, I pictured the two of them, then grinned and focused on the woman sleeping in front of me.
'This one's gonna be my puppet.'
Moon Ju-a.
A trusted executive in the organization called Underground Viper.
Well-versed in the underworld.
The key figure in this incident.
'From the dream intrusion, she didn't feel like just disposable trash.'
While most organization members were treated as expendable even in death, Moon Ju-a was the one choosing who died.
It was a shame she showed no interest in operational details, but having an executive under my control was nothing to sneeze at.
[How do you plan to win her over?]
This psychopath wouldn't come to my side just because she got raped and blackmailed.
On the contrary, she'd drag me to hell with her if she could, even if it meant mutual destruction.
But there was one crucial fact here.
No matter how psychopathic she was, with her trained body and obsessive thirst for revenge...
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Haaang... Ha-eut... I'll... kill you... Stop... Haaaang..."
"She's just a woman in the end."
Squelch-squelch-squelch!
"Cumming!"
"Sto... p... Haaaaang!"
Moon Ju-a's pussy had been pistoned thousands of times by my cock since its grand opening on day one.
And her womb, sealed away from the outside world her whole life, not to mention men, had devolved into my semen storage.
Eight times—that was how many loads I'd dumped, the final one thrust in with resolve.
Feeling the massive torrent pouring from my urethra, I slammed Moon Ju-a's head to the ground.
"Grraa! Moon Ju-a... you're the absolute best as a cum dump!"
"Shu... t... Haaaang!"
Even after being raped countless times in her dream, Moon Ju-a hadn't lost her murderous intent.
She wanted to kill me somehow.
Once finished, I pulled out my cock and gazed contentedly at her pussy.
Just hours ago, her completely sealed pussy was a wreck from my relentless assault.
Her once-pristine pink labia were inflamed bright red from friction, and the hole that had been shut tight was now gaping wide, refusing to close after my cock's invasion.
Her pussy, stretched to my girth and gaping lewdly, couldn't close anymore, letting my cum cascade out like a waterfall.
Her lower abdomen was slathered in my semen, and the floor was pooled with loads that had been touring her womb like an amusement park.
"Ugh... if she were out on the street like this, even homeless guys would steer clear."
"Haa... Ha-euk..."
"Eh... this is plenty."
Not out of pity, but because I'd had my fill of fun.
But I'd only finished enjoying myself.
Now it was time for the real work.
"Armonia, hook me up with some restraints strong enough to hold this woman."
..
..
Waiting outside the tent, Lena emerged calmly from inside and spoke.
"Master, all preparations are complete. You may enter."
"Thanks so much."
I donned the perception-disrupting cloak, modulated my voice, and replied to Lena as I stepped inside.
The semen that had soaked the floor was gone, and Moon Ju-a's body was back to its nude state before I'd toyed with her.
The only change was her condition.
Eyeing Moon Ju-a's firm ass, I asked,
"That won't come loose, right?"
"I checked the strength myself. She won't escape that position easily."
"Good..."
Moon Ju-a was bound in steel restraints.
But these weren't ordinary.
'Damn... I've always wanted to try this.'
[You have unique tastes...]
Inside the tent stood a massive iron wall, propped to stay upright.
Moon Ju-a's waist was jammed through it, knees splayed wide, ass thrust toward me.
In Japanese, kabeshiri; in English, stuck in the wall.
In Korean, ass stuck in the wall.
From my view, I couldn't see her face or upper body, but her firm ass and lower half were fully exposed.
From the other side came Moon Ju-a's rage-filled groans.
"Hrrrngh!! Grrrngh!! Pfffrrrgh!!"
The signal that Moon Ju-a had woken up.
But Lena reacted first.
Cloaked, she quietly moved to the other side of the wall and began whispering threats.
"Have you forgotten my earlier warning? Restrain that vulgar voice in front of Master."
"Hrrkkkgh!!"
Her furiously shaking ass conveyed her fury.
'Whoa, that ass is sexy.'
Angry ass dance.
Unaware of my amusement, Lena continued her low, menacing tone.
"...Ignore one more warning, and I'll cripple you, then toss you into a pigsty as feed."
"Grk..."
Whether from Lena's threat or not, Moon Ju-a's wildly shaking ass calmed.
But knowing Moon Ju-a from her disposition window, it wasn't intimidation.
She wouldn't yield her life so easily.
This was a woman who'd drag Lena to hell for mutual destruction...
She was swallowing her pride for revenge.
Lena alternated calm explanations and threats, wrapping up her warning, then hopped back over to me.
"Master, my apologies. My training was insufficient."
"It's fine. Let's talk first."
I vaulted the wall to check Moon Ju-a's face.
Her glare was razor-sharp, like it held daggers.
Her lewd lips were gagged with a ball gag, muffling her voice.
All she could manage were guttural, rebellious growls from her throat.
"Grrrngh..."
Despite that fierce gaze, her face was beet red—perhaps from being naked and submissive before a man.
Her disheveled short hair, her B-cup breasts trembling slightly.
With hands bound to the wall, she hunched desperately to hide them.
Looking down at her, I told Lena,
"Take the gag off."
"Understood."
Lena removed the ball gag, whispering silkily,
"I'm removing it. Every rude word to Master costs a finger."
"..."
Her chilling tone reached my ears too.
Lena was a woman who'd faced demons on battlefields for years.
She'd broken even the unyielding with various methods.
Gag removed, Moon Ju-a looked up at me with trembling body and spoke.
"Who the hell are you guys?"
She asked in a voice suppressing rage as best she could.
From her demeanor, Lena had cleaned up fast—she didn't realize she'd been raped.
If she knew, she wouldn't chat so calmly.
"Don't you know who I am? No, if you did, you wouldn't have done this. Let me go now, or..."
"Underground Viper... didn't know you stooped to this."
"!?"
At my words, Moon Ju-a forgot her nudity and stared up in shock.
Knowing her organization's name exactly wasn't something you brushed off as "caught."
To infiltrate a global corp and wreak this havoc, they'd prepared thoroughly.
Especially hiding identities.
So my confident naming shook her.
After glaring for a while, she gave up and tried talking.
"Why'd you kidnap me? Money? Info?"
She'd judged hiding her org impossible.
To gauge my goal fast, she muttered to herself.
"Tell me what you want. Spare my life... and I won't hesitate to betray."
She stiffened begging for her life but pressed on calmly.
Simple reason why.
'What hellish scene's playing in her head right now?'
[She's likely dreaming up revenge far more dangerous than we can imagine.]
From her disposition, Moon Ju-a was that type.
A woman who'd beg for life for revenge.
Dying without it would torment her worse than hell.
I knew her insides but played along with her pace.
"You know your position well. But I don't need that."
"...?"
"Not interested in your org or whatever. What good's a den of idiots like that..."
"Fuck, then why kidnap me!"
From her view, it made no sense.
Kidnapping was a sly trade for desires.
Yet here I was, with all this hassle, saying no interest—infuriating.
But her rage soon turned to agony, morphing into a scream.
Crack!
"Gaaahhh!!"
With her scream came Lena's voice from behind the wall.
"Thought about cutting a finger, but to spare Master's aesthetics, I just broke the middle one."
"F... Fuck..."
"Choose words to Master carefully."
"Grraa..."
Moon Ju-a ground her teeth, tears welling.
Not from pain, but humiliation.
I resumed with the now-docile Moon Ju-a.
"You asked why I kidnapped you?"
"Yeah... why go this far... what the hell are you—!"
Squeeze, squeeze.
I gently cupped her warm breast in my palm.
Her gravity-pulled breast now rested like on a tray.
"Small. But the feel's nice."
"Fuck, get your filthy hand off— Hup!"
Mid-curse, she flinched, turning to the wall.
Lena probably gripped a finger behind it.
She'd endured pain in fierce fights, but this quiet torment was different.
Battle pain fades in adrenaline.
But in silence and darkness, it hits raw.
Even a psychopath couldn't stop pain becoming fear.
Instinct.
Seeing her frozen, terrified face, I revealed my true intent.
"Let's make a bet. Win, and I'll let you live."