Kidnapped Girls (3)
"Ugh... so bitter."
Even after gargling, the fishy taste of semen lingered in her mouth, refusing to fade. She'd swallowed countless loads, but she could never get used to it.
"How much longer do I have to put up with this...?"
She'd tried everything to escape him—even attempting to kill Steel Armor—but nothing worked. Once, she'd stolen a poison from Dr. Krumolla's lab that even superpowered folks struggled to survive, and slipped it to him.
But the result? A total failure, as expected.
"Mmm! This tangy kick is exquisite."
"..."
He'd downed every last drop like it was a delicious soda. The shock of seeing that... And just for the record, that night he violated her even more brutally than usual.
Normally, if she passed out from the endless waves of pleasure, he'd leave her alone. But that day, her insolence earned her a punishment: he'd wake her up every time she fainted and fuck her relentlessly until dawn.
"I can't keep putting this off forever..."
Ice Queen still hadn't given Jung-nam an answer to his confession. She wanted to deal with the Steel Armor problem first, then give him—and herself—the response they both desired.
But Steel Armor refused to die, and instead, he seemed to be pushing her to choose faster—fucking her while she was on the phone with Jung-nam, or making her suck him off with just a door between them.
She feared Jung-nam discovering their immoral relationship. She dreaded him looking at her with contempt and walking away.
Day by day, her guilt grew heavier.
Kyung-!
"Eut...!"
Suddenly, a sharp tingle shot through her womb, making Ice Queen stagger. Just thinking about Steel Armor made her core quiver.
"No..."
Truth be told, this terrified her. Her heart yearned for Jung-nam, but her body craved Steel Armor.
Even now, a brief thought of him—filled with hatred and rage—sent electric jolts through her pussy.
'Can I really break free from him?'
Staring at her reflection in the mirror, Ice Queen squeezed her eyes shut.
"Senior? There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you!"
"...What is it, Aqua Girl?"
Just then, Aqua Girl burst into the women's restroom, her voice frantic.
"Big trouble!"
"Trouble? What kind?"
"The Association President's... his granddaughter got kidnapped by Shadow Killer!"
"...What?"
Steel Armor always made her call Jung-nam during sex or blowjobs, so she'd left her phone behind while sucking him off just minutes ago. That's why she was only hearing about Isabela's kidnapping now.
'Isabela got kidnapped?'
As one of Valencia's closest aides, Ice Queen was one of the few who'd met Isabela. The girl's cheerfulness and energy always brought a smile to her face. The thought of that adorable little girl—taken by Shadow Killer of all people—shocked her beyond words.
"Damn it! Where's the Association President right now?!"
"Th-that's..."
"What? Spit it out already!"
"Y-yes! We can't track his location either."
"...What?"
"Gumiho, his personal secretary, is missing too. Looks like they're pursuing Shadow Killer on their own."
"Ah... I see..."
"Senior!"
Aqua Girl rushed over and caught Ice Queen as her legs gave out.
A kidnapped girl, a missing grandfather, and his secretary. Having known Valencia for years, Ice Queen understood why he'd gone after Shadow Killer alone with just Gumiho—no heroes involved.
"We have to go after the Association President—right now!"
"Senior, calm down first! The staff are already searching the whole city for him!"
"We can't just sit here! We need to move!"
"Senior!"
Ice Queen shook off Aqua Girl's grip and bolted out the door. She collided with someone at the restroom entrance.
"Whoa! Slow down, don't run—huh? Ice Queen?"
Recognizing the familiar gruff voice, Ice Queen's eyes widened. She cried out,
"Tough Guy!"
"Yeah, that's me. But call me Natural Guy now—it suits my constitution better."
The man winked slyly with a straight face. None other than Tough Guy, the S-rank hero and spiritual pillar of the Hero Association.
*****
"Cough! Cough! Kyarrur! Cough cough!"
"Here, huh?"
"Kyarrur!"
Cheetgirl, nestled in my arms, nodded furiously—extremely furiously. She seemed thrilled, having caught Rachel's scent.
'What the hell is this?'
Staring at the building where Rachel was likely held, I felt a nagging unease, like I'd just taken a shit and walked away without wiping.
Cheetgirl's nose was sharp, sure, but not infallible. Midway through tracking, the scent scattered, and she lost the trail.
At a loss, I spotted an unexpected witness.
"M-monster! It was definitely a monster! It's gonna eat the kids!"
"Huh?"
The man's drugged-out ravings gave me my next lead. Following his directions, I noticed something odd.
"The monster went that way!"
"Jamie! Jamie! That damn monster killed Jamie!"
"Some villain with weird tentacles took the girls that way!"
"..."
This bastard... he'd left witnesses scattered around.
Whenever I thought I'd lost the path, one popped up to point the way—like an NPC guiding me to the demon king's castle.
'It's like he's saying, "Come find me."'
Pure malice. He was malicious from the moment he kidnapped Rachel, but leaving witnesses on purpose meant some twisted scheme.
"Whatever. Not important right now."
I could beat the answers out of him later. Saving Rachel was priority one.
"...Oh yeah. The Association President's granddaughter got kidnapped too, right?"
Might as well rescue her while I'm at it. Could score some brownie points with the Hero Association President.
"Right, what about you?"
"Kyarrung?"
Cheetgirl tilted her head innocently. I'm an unbeatable S-rank villain with no fears, but she was different—fragile as hell.
Cheetahs are the ultimate losers of the carnivore world, right? Dodge a charge and knee it in the ribs—any human could take one down. Loser cheetah, ergo loser Cheetgirl.
Who knows what's inside? Sending in fragile Cheetgirl could get her hurt or killed. Already juggling two girls' escape and counter-kidnapping the bastard—babysitting her too might complicate things.
"...Still, better I take you than leave you alone."
In movies or comics, the one left outside always gets jumped by mystery assailants. I'd rather tough it out.
"Cheetgirl. Listen up."
"Kyarrung?"
"The second we save Rachel and her friend, you grab them and run. Remember the house? Sprint there full speed. Got it?"
"Kyarrung?"
"...I'll assume you understand."
She kept tilting her head—no faith there—but what can you do? Time to go.
Plus, with her nose, we'd find Rachel faster. Smart move bringing her.
"Hang on just a bit longer, Rachel!"
Not her bio-dad, but Rachel's my heart-born daughter—so I'm her heart-dad. Wait for me, Rachel! Heart-dad's coming!
*****
Entering with Cheetgirl, I couldn't hide my bafflement at the sight.
"What the hell? A maze?"
The six-story building looked taller than it seemed—dug deep underground, making the aboveground part look like a toy.
Busting through the door didn't bring bullets, but a massive maze below the railing—like Crete's labyrinth from Greek myth, home to the Minotaur.
Dozens of walls formed paths; finding entrance to exit was near impossible.
"Way too hardcore from the start?"
How'd Theseus escape after slaying the Minotaur? Thread, right?
"Like I have thread!"
Who carries string daily?! What lunatic thinks, "Gonna rescue Rachel through a maze today—better pack string!"?
"Hoo... There must be another way. I'm a genius with top-three IQ of 500."
So smart, Conan possesses me sometimes. Time to solve this mystery in his grandpa's honor.
I can crack this.
"Let's head down first."
"Kyarrung."
Descending the stairs with Cheetgirl, the drop to the maze entrance was over 40 meters. Illegal mods by a total prick.
At the entrance, I eyed Cheetgirl.
"Think you can navigate in there?"
"Kya, kyarrung..."
She sounded doubtful.
"Sigh... Guess it's all on me."
Maze-breaking duty falls to yours truly.
Activate, super brain! Activate, IQ top-three 500!
"...Found it."
Damn, I'm smart. No—genius!
Three seconds of thought, and I cracked the maze. So simple, others might never figure it out in a lifetime.
Aaah... scary monster me!
"Full speed from here. Just follow me. Trust your bro?"
"Kyarrung?"
"Here we go."
Deep breath, then bullet-sprint forward.
Walls flashed by—I didn't slow.
Bam-!
Stone wall shattered under my power. Wide passage, new wall!
"Kya, kyarrung?!"
"Hurry! Or I'm leaving you!"
"Kya, kyarrung!"
Terrified of being ditched, Cheetgirl chased at full tilt. True cheetah—loser or not, top-tier speed.
Bam-! Bam-! Bam-! Bam-! Boooom-!
Walls or no, I charged ahead. Complex middle, but entrance-exit straight line—confirmed from above.
"Raaachel! Hooold ooon!"
Bam-! Bam-! Bam-! Bam-! Boooom-!
Roaring, smashing through. Maze cleared in under five minutes.
Brainiac stud, fuck yeah.
*****
Twenty minutes after Steel Armor smashed through the maze, Hardboiled and Gumiho entered the building.
"...A place like this in downtown, unnoticed—even by the Hero Association branch."
"I'll audit the branch immediately upon return."
"Good. The local head's tied to the kidnapper somehow."
"Yes."
"Anyway..."
They peered down at the maze Steel Armor and Cheetgirl had faced.
"A maze... Annoying from the get-go. It'll eat time. Don't worry, Gumiho—I know how to escape. Keep left hand on the wall, follow it to the exit... Gumiho?"
"Association President."
"Why aren't you listening? What're you—"
Hardboiled glanced around—Gumiho was at the wall.
"Elevator here."
"..."
"Elevator or maze? The kidnapper used it too, by the looks."
"...Elevator."
"Yes."
Unlike Steel Armor, they took the elevator down.
Always check your surroundings.