For Her Subordinates' Sake
If it was to save her subordinates, she had no choice.
"Hmm… this is a real dilemma."
Recalling the previous day, Jisu was reflecting. His mission was to train and coax Silen, make her his, and extract the enemy nation's intelligence from her.
The essence of training was carrot and stick — and yesterday he had swung the stick far too mindlessly. She was a virgin who knew nothing; injecting her with pleasure and teaching her what the carrot felt like would have been fine too.
But if all she ever received was the whip, she would realize there was no hope and simply give up — and that would only hinder smooth training. To get what he wanted, he would have to break Silen first, then wring the information out of her brain the way one wrings a filthy rag.
Still, every time the whip fell, Silen suffered — and yet she kept up that stubborn, ironclad front. The sight of it stirred a sadist's appetite in anyone watching. A hunger to see just how long that tough mask would hold before it cracked.
Of course, if he kept treating her that way, she would eventually shatter. Even in this unreasonable situation, she needed some carrot dangled in front of her if she was going to endure at all.
Obeying Jisu had to lead to something good. Submission had to become happiness — a means of survival. Even so, she was currently a prisoner in chains. He wasn't quite sure what he could actually give her.
"So. What do you want?"
"Nngh… I want nothing. Even if I asked you to free me, you wouldn't. Don't toy with me."
"Don't be so stiff. I came prepared with a few examples."
One: better meals and a better room.
Two: limited freedom under contract — walks, and the like.
Three: more comfortable conditions for the subordinates currently under torture.
"For reference, this is what your subordinates look like right now."
What entered Silen's eyes was the horrific state of the subordinates she had lived, trained, and fought beside. Unlike Silen herself — who, aside from being violated, had no major problems with food, clothing, or sleep — her subordinates had lost teeth, their fingers broken, hanging from iron chains while they were beaten. They clearly hadn't slept properly or eaten properly; they were skin and bone.
Left alone, they looked ready to die at any moment.
"Celsia…! Ivel…! You bastard…!"
Silen clenched her teeth and glared at the culprit before her with eyes full of hatred. It was a completely different face from the one who had, only yesterday, been made to climax until she fainted under Jisu's foot and put on such a disgraceful display.
Three times her will had been broken, and still she refused to yield. Watching that spirit, a bitter smile spread across Jisu's lips.
"You know perfectly well what happens to prisoners of war, don't you? This is practically humanitarian, isn't it?"
"Celsia… just hold on a little longer. I will…"
"You think you can save them?"
"Ugh… nngh…"
Jisu's foot slid between Silen's thighs. The memory of yesterday must have surfaced — her face went deathly pale in an instant. Her body remembered. If that foot pushed in and stimulated her most private place again, she would once more face the mind-breaking pleasure that wrecked her head.
"The valiant Major is just a pathetic girl who gets toyed with by a foot on her cunt, isn't she?"
"…Kh-hh…"
Silen lowered her head. In the end, she had no choice but to admit it. There was nothing she could do right now. Unless someone stronger than Jisu came and killed him, or a grand mage who had undergone seven or more sublimations arrived to break the contract, resistance was impossible so long as the slave contract remained.
Even if she somehow broke free and fled, it would mean nothing while they held her weakness. The moment Silen ran, Jisu would kill her subordinates first.
In the end, to save her subordinates, Silen had no choice but to fawn over the very man who had put them in this state. The reality was utterly unreasonable — but she had no other option.
Grit.
"If I lower my head to you… will you treat my subordinates better?"
"Of course. I'll even let you see the improvement."
"…Then what must I do?"
"So you've made up your mind? Then first—"
Jisu pulled down his pants and presented his fully erect cock. A monstrous shaft no ordinary man could even compare to, veins standing out along its length. He held the tip out toward Silen.
"Of your own will, put your lips on my cock and kiss it. The way you did to my ass."
"…As if it were the first kiss I always wanted?"
"For the record — if you half-ass it, the deal's off."
"You really do have the worst taste."
She had seen that cock endlessly since her capture, but looking at it under orders and looking at it of her own free will were entirely different experiences. Only now did Silen truly register how massive it was — and how intensely it reeked of a dominant male.
Huge and hot. This thing was inside me… I still can't believe it.
Swallowing hard, Silen approached, slowly parting her lips as she drew near. Then she pressed her gathered lips gently against Jisu's cock.
Chup.
Silen's lips pressed firmly against Jisu's cock. Having decided to do it properly, she grimaced even as she caressed the shaft with care, making soft wet sounds as she lavished affection on it.
"Chup… chuuup…"
"Yes. Just like that — treat it like something precious."
Anyone watching from the side might have mistaken her for a woman cradling her most treasured possession.
Hard. A strange taste… salty, too… No. Focus on saving your subordinates first.
"Haahm…"
After pressing her lips to it several more times as if it were something precious, Silen opened her mouth and tried to take the cock inside. But it was far too large — she managed only the tip, and gently lapped at the urethral slit with her tongue.
The tiny, tentative flicks of her tongue were less sexual pleasure than ticklish — and yet the sight of Silen, who had once bravely commanded troops on the battlefield, voluntarily licking the tip of a cock without even being ordered to, was enough to arouse anyone.
Even that awkward, clumsy motion was itself a source of excitement.
"Chup… chuuup… Are you… chup… satisfied now?"
"Not bad. Tomorrow you'll get to see your subordinates looking a little better."
"…Chup…"
"No thank you? I could just order you to do this, but I'm being considerate enough to give you a reward on top of it."
"Ugh…"
Silen's eyes trembled. Was it not enough to be violated — did she have to thank her enemy as well? But the one who held the power of life and death over her subordinates was none other than that very culprit.
If she hadn't cared so desperately for her subordinates, she never would have ended up in this humiliating situation — willingly kissing a cock as if it were something precious.
"If I'm going to show consideration, shouldn't you show some manners in return, Major Silen?"
The hesitation did not last long. Beneath his cock, Silen bowed her head deeply.
"Thank you… for sparing my subordinates… I am grateful for your consideration…"
Watching Silen pour out her thanks, Jisu applauded.
"Congratulations. Starting tomorrow, your subordinates will eat bread and soup instead of thin gruel."
"…Kh-hh."
"From now on, whenever I show you kindness, it would be wise to get in the habit of saying thank you no matter what."
Jisu toyed with Silen's cheek for a moment — then, as if he could no longer hold back, seized her head and pulled it close to his cock.
"What— I did exactly as you told me…!"
"Reward time's over. I've been hard this whole time… the teasing is killing me. I can't take it anymore. Open your mouth."
Silen's mouth fell open with an involuntary "Ah." Gripping her head firmly, Jisu rubbed his cock against her lips. Imagining what came next, Silen trembled violently.
"…There will still be opportunities tomorrow, won't there?"
"If you behave well? If you stop resisting all the time and just do as you're told, I might give you even more chances."
"I have no talent for fawning."
"Then work on it. From now on, the only thing you need to learn is how to fawn over me."
As if thrusting into a cunt, Jisu slowly pushed his cock into Silen's open mouth. A warm, wet cave — and into it the massive shaft forced its way.
Even Rosalyn and the maids, long accustomed to Jisu's cock, struggled to take that extreme girth in a single mouthful. Though her body was under the contract's control, Silen still twisted and strained against the sheer size.
Tears welled at the corners of her eyes; her arms and legs went limp. Jisu, for his part, marveled at the flesh walls clamping down even tighter than a cunt.
"I know it won't go all the way, but let's try a little more."
Thud.
Jisu shoved as if determined to bury every last inch. It looked less like sex than like Silen being skewered on a meat rod.
"Ghhk…"
With pressure enough to make a bulge appear at Silen's throat, Jisu succeeded in burying all but a few centimeters of his cock inside her.
Then he slowly pushed in and pulled out, savoring the sensation. Silen's throat pussy was, without question, a masterpiece. Not only did it squeeze soft and tight — her throat stretched to accommodate his cock with remarkable flexibility.
This was why Jisu preferred ravaging the strong. If he simply pounded away according to his usual tastes on an ordinary woman, serious injury would be all but guaranteed.
Thinking it had been far too long since he'd fucked a throat properly, Jisu snapped his hips. With wet, squelching sounds, his cock slowly entered and withdrew from Silen's throat.
Winding her hair around his fist, Jisu mercilessly seized her head and shook it. The sight of that enormous meat spear plunging in and out of Silen's small mouth was almost unreal.
"Ghk-ghk-ghk!"
"I can't even remember the last time I fucked a throat pussy this hard!"
Any normal person would have broken — but Silen's Level 7 body was so resilient it wouldn't even allow her to faint. And under Jisu's order to make it feel good, Silen clung to the withdrawing cock to the very tip, licking and sucking with her tongue.
"You're the best, Silen. I'm so glad I caught you."
Silen's throat was nothing less than a cunt that sucked the soul right out of a man.
Slurp-slurp-slurp!
"It hurts now, but someday I'll make you cum from your throat alone."
Savoring the springy tightness of Silen's throat pussy, Jisu made no effort to hold back the climax surging up through him. His cock swelled rock-hard with the urge to cum, and Silen's face grew steadily paler.
"Khh—!"
"Hggghhh!!!!!"
With a final surge of force, Jisu seized Silen by the nape, put his full weight behind it, and drove in hard. He punched through those last few centimeters that had refused to yield — and Silen's nose was buried in his pubic hair.
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
At the same time, Jisu unloaded every drop of his semen down Silen's throat as if determined to empty himself completely. "Excretion" would have been the more accurate word.
He poured so much directly into her stomach that Silen's thin belly swelled slightly outward. Stroking that sloshing stomach, Jisu pulled his cock free of her mouth.
Pop!
"Cough-cough! Haa… haa… hgghk…"
She was conscious, but her body would not obey her. Jisu scooped the limp Silen into his arms and pressed a kiss to her cheek — a small reward for a job well done.