Ice Flower
Pound and fight, pound and fight—the endless repetition. True to her status as an A-rank villain, she put up a decent fight with real grit, but by the time morning broke, she was spent from nonstop pounding without a single break. She finally collapsed in exhaustion.
"Whew. Dark Lady, down."
With one final spurt across Dark Lady's face, I took my time admiring my handiwork. Her body was covered head to toe in angry red handprints. Her nipples were swollen and bruised from all the sucking and biting. Cum kept oozing from her pussy without end, and there wasn't a single inch of her left unscathed. Pure, merciless violence without a shred of affection or care.
But my violence was justified.
"Karma's a bitch, you fucking slut."
Dark Lady had dragged her feet in a critical situation where every second counted to save Rachel. It pushed my anxiety to the breaking point, exploding into madness. She had to pay the price for unleashing that madness in me.
Her motives are so damn obvious.
I smirked inwardly at the unconscious Dark Lady. Sure, I'd lost myself to rage and done some crazy shit, but I hadn't gone completely off the rails. If I had, she'd be dead right there on the spot.
Anyway, back when I'd captured her alive at the secret base a couple days ago, something felt off right away.
Why'd she get caught so easily?
She was an A-rank villain, Shadow Killer's right-hand woman no less, yet she'd fallen without much resistance. It was suspicious as hell. She had plenty of time to escape but let herself get nabbed instead. Scared stiff after I wiped out those 50 villains in one go? Her legs frozen in fear? Bullshit. An experienced, ruthless A-rank like her, trembling at that sight? Even if she was spooked, protocol demanded she bolt. That's what she should've done.
But she didn't.
So I tested her. I tossed her in the underground facility at my hideout with minimal restraints. Of course, Mark Two was on standby in case she tried anything. I'd planned to teleport out with the succubus mid-fuck if needed. But sure enough, even after she came to, Dark Lady didn't make a move all the way till the next day. She just sat there, waiting for me.
That confirmed it.
What're you scheming?
She had ulterior motives, no doubt.
"Hold out as long as you can."
I wanted her to endure. The fun would last longer that way.
"Oh, right."
Before heading out, I activated Superpower Analyzer to check her stats.
"Nothing worth noting yet. Another new superpower, huh."
Why do all these powers have similar effects but wildly different names? And the system treats 'em as distinct. Hey, you little prankster god or shit god watching this? Patch this crap! My body's a goddamn tattoo canvas now! Forced tattoo addict—that's me!
"Whoops. Almost forgot and left."
I turned back from the door, approached the passed-out Dark Lady, and pulled special handcuffs from my inventory. I cuffed her wrists and ankles as she lay spread-eagled on the bed. No way she was getting off now, no matter what.
"These ain't cheap."
These weren't ordinary cuffs. They were the special ones the Hero Association used on villains—disrupts superpower wavelengths to weaken their abilities or something. Liberal arts major here; no clue on the science. Don't care either. Think of 'em as Dark City seastone. Huh, haven't watched One Piece in ages. Did it even end?
I knew she was up to something, but no need to let her pull any funny business. I'd just ask what she planned once she submitted to my cock later. This was my hideout, after all—no way was I risking it.
"Time to give you some humiliation. Heh heh heh."
I leered down at her with a sinister chuckle. Four high-grade villain suppression cuffs. She was basically a powerless woman now. Couldn't even get off the bed, had to piss and shit right there. I couldn't wait to see her face when I got back.
"Now, off to pluck that ice flower..."
Adios!
*****
"Haa..."
"What's up, senpai?"
Ice Queen sighed, and Aqua Girl, resting nearby, tilted her head.
"It's the Association President..."
Twitch!
"Wh-why the Association President?"
Aqua Girl flinched like a guilty thief at the mention of Valencia. She'd clocked him cold without ID'ing him first. Luckily, after her master left, Ice Queen and the other heroes showed up, safely extracting Valencia, his secretary Gumiho, and even his granddaughter from Shadow Killer's secret base.
"The president, Gumiho, and his granddaughter are all safe, right?"
"That's the problem."
"Huh?"
What was the issue?
"Haa..."
Ice Queen sighed again.
Fucking assholes. What? Bring the president back as a hero?
She was still fuming from the meeting where some directors suggested reinstating Valencia as an S-rank hero.
To vent her rage, she kept sighing, but it didn't help a bit.
The Hero Association brass was riding high after this op. Sure, the kidnapping of the president's granddaughter was tragic, but demolishing Shadow Killer's underground lair—that thorn in their side—was a massive win. They'd been botching big incidents lately, tanking public opinion. Hitting Shadow Killer hard was a PR goldmine. The base's scale screamed "high priority," and they'd trashed it, even nabbing his lieutenant, the powerful A-rank siblings Viper and Vifner. Huge blow to his forces.
And the MVP? Valencia himself, back in action. Alone in the dragon's den, he'd fought off Shadow Killer's goons unscathed. Passed out from exhaustion, sure, but not a scratch. The directors saw their chance: with S-rank heroes in short supply, reinstate him to boost morale and safety.
"President fought great! Must've tangled with Shadow Killer too, but look—no wounds! Perfect timing with the hero shortage. Reinstate him now!"
Of course, it was Gizman, the director gunning for Valencia's chair, who pushed it hardest. He figured Valencia back in the field cleared his path.
"By the way, have the president or Gumiho woken up yet?"
"Nah, no word. Why?"
"J-just worried. It's taking too long..."
"They must be wiped. You saw all those villains. Fighting for their lives against that horde? Brutal."
"Yeah... Phew, good thing it's not my fault."
"Huh? What'd you say?"
"N-nothing! Just hope they recover soon!"
"Yeah, me too."
Ice Queen eyed the flustered Aqua Girl oddly but smiled and nodded.
Ding-dong!
"Hm?"
Ice Queen's phone alarm blared—not her hero phone, but Han Ji-min's civilian one.
"..."
Her face hardened at the text. Aqua Girl knew who it was from.
Master! But Master, why no text for me? Am I boring you now?!
Aqua Girl wailed inwardly but, reformed body and soul by Steel Armor, carried out her orders despite the hurt.
"Whoa, senpai!"
"...What?"
Unlike the dour Ice Queen, Aqua Girl piped up cheerfully.
"Boyfriend?"
"...What? Boyfriend?"
Ice Queen gaped. Still pissed from Steel Armor's dick pic and message—"Ice Queen! My cock's too hot! Cool it with your icy pussy! Come now!"—this boyfriend talk was absurd.
"You just smiled so pretty!"
"...Me? I smiled? No way!"
Ice Queen denied it, but Aqua Girl insisted.
"For real! Have I ever lied to you? You smiled so gorgeous, I wanted a pic. Aah, too cute!"
"..."
No way. I smiled? Impossible!
She denied it inwardly, but Aqua Girl's persistence shook her.
Steel Armor's orders were simple: "Make her think she likes me. When her face stiffens at her phone, say she smiled pretty, cheeks flushed, whatever."
"Definitely a boyfriend smile! The kind for someone you looove!"
"..."
Aqua Girl executed faithfully.
*****
"Oh, you're here."
"...What now. I'm busy."
Ice Queen entered curtly—that was her max resistance.
Pathetic.
After carrying in Dark Lady, who'd hated me enough to kill, Ice Queen's attitude felt cute.
Well, Ji-mini's self-NTR, self-NTL concept anyway.
Every time I hugged Ice Queen, she called me (Horny Guy). We'd chat normally while I fucked her. Her stifled moans mid-convo? Adorably lewd.
"You know why. Hurry and cool my cock with that icy pussy."
"Icy p... Can't you skip the vulgar shit? Why always those crude words?"
"Crude? Dunno. You make me feel dirty. And watching you react like this? Hilarious."
"..."
Ice Queen bit her lip.
Teasing her was the best. Now for a taste inside?