The Masochistic Gray Troll (3)
“Khuh…”
Ruze regained consciousness and opened her eyes. Standing before her was a single human male—the powerful one who had carved through her subordinates and kicked her in the side, launching her across the room.
“......”
A sharp throb ran through her. The spot where he had kicked her flank and the back of her head he’d struck to knock her out burned with pain. Yet she refused to yield. She was a shaman. Mere strength was no reason to submit to him. If that were enough, she would have already bowed to stronger trolls or her own chieftain long ago. She was a proud shaman. Dying in battle was far better than surrendering.
“Khaaaak!”
Eyes wide, Ruze charged straight at the human male in front of her. But—
“What? She’s still not in submission?”
Thud!
“Keuk?!”
Park Jihun drove a perfect fist into her abdomen, dropping her to her knees once more. The sensation of everything inside her surging up her throat hit her, and the overwhelming pain radiating from her stomach sent her collapsing flat onto the floor.
“Huk…”
Breathing properly felt impossible. The gap in raw power was absolute. Still she refused to yield. She simply wanted to die like this.
“Hmm… The submission alarm isn’t triggering.”
“Maybe because she’s a shaman, physical force doesn’t work?”
Shin Jiyeon offered her opinion right then.
“Her class specializes in magic power and mental strength, so the harder you try to crush her physically, the more she resists.”
“Hmm. Then I need to break her mind.”
Park Jihun thought for a moment, then slowly raised one foot as if preparing to stomp Ruze into the ground.
“......”
Braced for an impact that would split her skull, Ruze squeezed her eyes shut. But—
Tap.
His boot never touched her head. It simply dropped right in front of her face.
“...?”
Ruze looked up at him, utterly confused. Park Jihun stared down at her with a cold, hard expression and gave his order.
“Hey. Lick it.”
“...!”
He had decided to humiliate her mentally in order to force submission.
“Lick it and I’ll let you live.”
Park Jihun pressed the boot against her lips and leveled his sword at her throat. Even without sharing a language, the intent was clear.
“......”
But Ruze’s reaction was strange. She wasn’t glaring in defiance, nor was she trembling in fear while licking the boot.
“Haa… haa…”
Her face had flushed bright red.
“...?”
For a second Park Jihun couldn’t process what he was seeing. Then—
“I said lick it!”
Grab!
Slam!
Realizing the truth, he seized her head and shoved her face into his boot.
“Khup?!”
Ruze flinched at the sudden violence, but a moment later—
Slurp…
With a crimson face, she extended her tongue and began obediently licking his boot.
“...Holy shit. For real?”
Watching her, Park Jihun felt his suspicion solidify into certainty.
‘She really is a perverted masochistic troll bitch?’
He had suspected it, but the way she got off on being forcibly dominated confirmed it. An extreme masochist.
‘Whoaaaaaaa!’
Part of him wanted to start twerking from sheer excitement, but he held back with superhuman patience. Training a masochist depended on the trainer’s every action. The trainer could never lose composure.
“Kyaaaaah!! Oh my god, Sunbae! I must have saved a country in my past life! I never imagined I’d get to see a masochistic troll girl with my own eyes!!”
The person beside him was making just as much noise as his inner thoughts and was actually twerking, which somehow helped him keep it together.
“Haa… haeu…”
Paying her no mind, Park Jihun roughly yanked Ruze’s head upward. Her face was scarlet. Her pupils were hazy. Drool dripped from her lips. And—
‘She’s soaked, this bitch.’
A thick strand of viscous love juice ran down between her gray thighs. Just from licking a shoe. He had to admit—she had insane talent.
“Hey. You understand me?”
First he tested whether language was getting through. He had been able to communicate with Briana and Kar even before they gained proper speech, so he figured she could at least grasp the meaning.
As expected, Ruze nodded.
‘Alright then…’
Park Jihun considered how best to train this masochistic girl and decided—
“Take your clothes off first.”
He would figure out the rest after stripping her.
“......”
She hesitated, fidgeting. Remembering how she had reacted to the boot earlier, he understood.
‘Ah… She needs an irresistible trigger.’
He pointed his sword at her.
“If you don’t obey… you know what happens, right?”
“......”
Only then did Ruze turn her head slightly and begin removing her clothes piece by piece.
‘Unbelievable… She was ready to die rather than submit a minute ago.’
Park Jihun was genuinely stunned. The woman who had chosen death over surrender was now frantically stripping the moment a blade was waved at her. Just as he suspected, all she needed was an unavoidable trigger. Being forced was what she craved.
Slide… slide…
With every garment that fell, more of her pale flesh was revealed. Most of her body had already been exposed; only the vital areas had been covered. When she removed the bra-like top, her perky gray breasts bounced free, light pink nipples stiff with arousal. When the skirt-like bottom came off, there were, of course, no panties. Her pale, plump mound was completely bare. Smooth gray skin without a single hair, the slit in the middle a delicate shade of pink.
“......”
Perhaps embarrassed to be fully naked, Ruze tried to cover her breasts and pussy with her arms.
“Move your hands.”
At his single command her face burned even redder, but she slowly lowered her arms. Nothing remained to hide her. Her completely exposed body trembled—barrr— whether from shame or excitement, he couldn’t tell.
Drip…
Her crotch answered for her. Far more love juice than before was flowing down her thighs. She was unmistakably aroused by the humiliation.
“Kuk, you’re actually getting off on this? Perverted masochist bitch.”
“......”
When Park Jihun laughed and insulted her, Ruze flinched hard, another thick gush of fluid running down her legs. He raised his sword again and gave a new order.
“Crawl over here on all fours.”
“Khut…”
It was an utterly degrading command—crawling like an animal. But Ruze told herself she had no choice if she didn’t want to be sliced apart, rationalizing it in a way that made even her question whether she was the same person who had been ready to die moments ago. She dropped to the floor, knees down, hands planted, ass raised high.
“Hu, huuuk…! I can’t possibly miss this angle…!”
Shin Jiyeon’s eyes flashed. She spun sideways in an instant, locking onto the sight of Ruze’s upturned rear.
“Haa, haa… That gray ass is so plump and delicious! Wow, she’s dripping nonstop. She must be feeling it so much.”
Every perverted word Shin Jiyeon excitedly spat out stabbed into Ruze’s sense of shame, making her body twitch and jerk. Each twitch sent another stream of love juice pouring from her slit.
“Aah… Can I please just lick it once? It looks so sweet…”
Shin Jiyeon desperately wanted to bury her face in that dripping pussy, but Park Jihun’s training—his taming—wasn’t finished yet, so she held back.
“Come on, crawl. Wiggle that ass nicely. Entertain the audience.”
“......”
At his command Ruze shivered all over, but she didn’t forget to shake her hips. She crawled forward with her ass swaying left and right. The audience was beyond satisfied—pinching their noses to stop nosebleeds while giving enthusiastic thumbs-up—which made Ruze’s face burn so red it looked ready to explode.
“Haeu… haak…”
Before long she had crawled right up to Park Jihun. She was already panting heavily from arousal.
Swish—
Watching her, he slowly undid his pants and revealed his lower body.
Throb!
“Huk?!”
The sight of his massive, rock-hard cock made the prostrated Ruze flinch backward in shock.
“......”
Her expression held only surprise, excitement, and eager anticipation. Not a single negative emotion. It was the face of someone wondering exactly how much it would hurt to be pierced by something so huge—and how incredible that pain would feel.
Grab!
Park Jihun seized her head roughly and yanked her forward.
“Huk?!”
Even that violent motion drew a sweet, blissful moan from her as fresh love juice splattered the floor. Her face was now inches from his sweat-slicked cock, thick with the intense male scent earned from battling trolls.
Common knowledge among those who knew: trolls had incredibly sensitive noses. Their sense of smell surpassed even wolf beastmen. That was why they kept their bodies meticulously clean and built toilets far from their living areas. In short—
If Ruze smelled the powerful male pheromones pouring off Park Jihun’s cock at this range—
“Hu… hueee…”
She would instantly melt into a bitch in heat.
On top of that, her arousal was already maxed out from the coercive commands and humiliating acts. The dizzying male scent completely shattered what remained of her mind.
Pssssshhh…
Ruze’s eyes rolled back, she lost control of her bladder, and she came hard.
The powerful male. The coercive attitude. The humiliation play. The thick pheromones. All of it combined. Without even having sex—
Gray Troll Shaman ‘Ruze’ submits to you.
Gray Troll Shaman ‘Ruze’ has been added to your familiars.
You have completely tamed a female monster. The Female Hunter effect activates.
All stats increase by 2.
“Heuuung… M-Masteeeer…”
“Eh…? What…?”
An unprecedented event had occurred—Ruze had become completely obedient and officially one of his familiars without a single thrust.