Taming the Slave(?)
Jeong Da-jeong opened the door to the cafeteria fridge. She was preparing a late-night snack to take to her master, who had worked so hard.
"Whoa—."
Unlike the fly-covered ingredients outside, the fridge held fresh vegetables and meat. She tore open a package of tofu and sniffed it.
Sniff, sniff.
"Yeah, this is still good."
It might be risky after more time passed, but right now, with the generator only recently shut off, it seemed safe to eat. She found a portable gas burner and got to cooking.
Sizzle...Plop, plop.Bubble bubble...
"Hee hee heung~ ♬"
It wasn't much—just grilling meat, washing some wrap veggies, and adding vegetables and tofu to a retort stew—but even that made her happy. In this situation, where could she find such luxury, a meal like the old days before the apocalypse? Finally, she heated some instant rice and plated it all up, completing a full meat feast.
"Gotta be careful not to spill..."
She loaded the tray high with food and descended the stairs oh-so-carefully. Passing near the detention cells, she overheard the people inside.
—Sniff sniff sniff...
—Isn't that meat smell...?
—...And miso stew too...?
—For real, just one bite and I'd die happy...
—I'm starving. Screw this crap, I want real food...
She wasn't without pity, but without her master's orders, no way. This meal was for her master. She had no intention of sharing with strangers who weren't even family.
"Oh no, Master will be mad if I'm late."
Jeong Da-jeong blurred her eyes and erased the overheard voices from her mind. Resuming her steps, she opened the door to the duty room—and immediately, lewd sounds hit her ears.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.Slap, slap.
"Ahit, eung! Ahhuk... ♡"
Fingers relentlessly stabbing her pussy without pause.
"O.. ugh... C-cum... cumming...!"
Squeal—.Squelch, squelch, slurp—.
"...! S-stop, I'm... cumming... ♡"
"Stay still. If you clamp your legs one more time, I'm throwing you out."
Twitch.Spluuurt—.
"Sorry, eek— ...yes."
Her pussy spread open again, and her master resumed thrusting his fingers inside.
Slurp.Squelch...
"Ah.. ah.. ah...!"
Drip drip drip—.Squeal—.Slap, slap.Slap—.
"You really gush a lot. Not pissing yourself, are you?"
"N-no, uht, it isn't..."
Liquids already pooling thickly between her thighs. Yet her master's fingers didn't stop, plunging on.
"Heh."
No foreplay at all—he just rammed in whether she was ready or not. Watching him thoroughly loosen Doksayeon's pussy, Jeong Da-jeong's hazy eyes sparkled.
'Unnie's in for a rough night.'
He already fucked her mercilessly on normal days, nearly to death. Today, loosening her up like this beforehand... He must plan to break her in hard, just like he had with Jeong herself.
Thrust, thrust.Squelch.Squelch—.
"A.. aahk.. ugh. C-cu... cumming... agai..."
"Master? I brought dinner."
"Yeah."
Thrust...
"Ah..."
At her words, he finally stopped fingering and eyed the spread tray—a rare praise followed.
"Oh, you put some effort in?"
Swipe swipe.
His hand, slick with her pussy juices from just moments ago. She felt it smear into her hair as he petted her...
"Hehe, thank you."
Jeong ignored the triviality, filling her mind only with the fact that her master had stroked her head.
"Haa... haa..." Twitch, drip.
"Eut..."
Doksayeon, finally freed from the fingers, panted raggedly, savoring the afterglow of her climax.
As Jeong watched, Cheongun asked,
"Not eating?"
"Ah, no. I'm fine, Master."
"Why? Poisoned or something?"
"I'd never dare."
"It's not that. I'm not hungry anyway, and I've been nibbling bits from the liver test, so my stomach's full now."
"You stashed the leftovers in inventory?"
"Yes. If you get hungry later, I'll make more, so don't worry and eat."
Mid-sentence, she almost asked if he'd share with her too—but bit it back. Even she had struggled plenty taking her master's huge cock.
'Better not risk him puking if he eats now.'
She'd serve him separately later. Sitting by the bed where Doksayeon lay, she reached out and poked the woman's sunken nipple.
Poke, poke.Twitch—.
"...Da-jeong-ssi?"
Seeing Doksayeon's dazed reaction—far more vacant than usual from the slave contract penalty, just like hers had been—Jeong Da-jeong gave a hazy smile.
Grin grin.
"Master warmed you up so nicely for once. Wouldn't want it to go cold, right?"
"Y-yes...?"
Pop—.
She coaxed the shyly hidden nipple out into the open.
"Eueek—♡"
While watching Doksayeon's reaction, Jeong glanced at her master.
"Just while you eat... is it okay if I take over?"
"Go ahead."
With his permission, Jeong climbed fully onto the bed. Kneeling over Doksayeon, she stripped.
Shh, shh.
"Ah...?"
Jeong Da-jeong surveyed Doksayeon's body slowly. Overwhelmingly massive tits that drew nothing but awe, deep dark lashes... Everything sparked envy. Even to her as a woman, it was too beautiful—no need to guess how it looked to her master, a sturdy man.
'That's why he made her a slave.'
But envy wasn't allowed for slaves. The moment she'd abandoned her own thoughts and judgments, such feelings were let go. What remained was kinship in shared fate. Or rather... someone to become family, filling the void of lost kin.
"Unnie, no more stiff formal talk like with Da-jeong-ssi. Call me Da-jeong. I'll try to be a good little sister too."
"Y-yes...?"
Jeong Da-jeong stroked the slave mark tattooed on her new unnie's back—the mark of same-yet-different family.
Smooth smooth.
"Doesn't make sense for lifelong family to use formal speech, right?"
"Lifelong... family...?"
Like her master had whispered to her, Jeong leaned to Doksayeon's ear—her own way.
"No need to be shy or scared with us. No worrying if we'll be disappointed. No matter what kind of person you are, I'll accept you, Unnie."
"....."
"It's okay. You're right to worry if it's empty words, fake kindness, or another trap. You're a thinker, and the world's like that now."
... Nod.
"Live together long enough, and you'll believe us someday."
Lick.Twitch.
"...!"
So cute, startling at just a lick on the cheek.
"But this, you have to accept now."
"Wh-what?"
"You're Master's thing now. No escaping, no denying. It'll be tough sometimes. Hmm~ Honestly, even I struggled accepting I had to kill people."
"That's 'cause your head's a flower field."
"Ahaha, true. Sorry."
She bowed to her master, then continued.
"Got long-winded, sorry. I'm bad at persuading. But what I want to say is this."
Smooth.
"If you can't avoid it, might as well enjoy it, Unnie."
Squelch—.Twitch...
"Ah...!"
"It's okay, Unnie. No need to be scared. Or rather, nothing scary about it. Feels this goo—"
Squelch—.Twitch...
"—d."
Shluck, squelch, squelch—.
"Ah...!"
"Seriously, relax."
Seeing Doksayeon still tense, Jeong pulled out her secret weapon.
"I found this out the hard way. Telling only you, Unnie."
"What..."
Whisper whisper.Twitch.
"Eh? E-eh...?"
Whisper whisper.
"Th-that's true, but..."
"Then we're good, right?"
"....."
Doksayeon glanced at Cheongun eating. Jeong had said her piece. Now, action.
Smack—.
'So that's what Unnie tastes like.'
Tasting from her fingers first, Jeong moved her head between Doksayeon's legs.
"Alright, let's start?"
"Eh? Wh-what...?"
Smooth.
She pressed her mouth to Unnie's cute, sensitive nub compared to those huge tits.
Smooch—.
"...!"
Slurp.Smooch.Lick.Suck.Sluuurp—...!
Twitch, twitch.Drip.Drip.
"Ah. W-wait, Da-jeong. W-wait a sec...!"
'Hmph?'Nip—.Grind grind.
"Ah. Uuugh...!"
"Call me Da-jeong-ssi again and see?"
After the firm warning, Jeong buried her mouth back in the slit. Fishy yet lewd scent, but nothing more. As suspected, no interest in same-sex romance—just familial affection, confirmed to certainty.
Sluuurp—.
"Hyak… ♡"
She plunged her tongue deep into Unnie's pussy...
...And Jeong's efforts bore quick fruit.
Smack.Smack—..Sluuuuurp—...
"Euung, hyaup—♥ Hyaeuup—♡"
Doksayeon tangled her tongue deep with Cheongun's, sucking fiercely enough to melt it.
"Ha— heup, eup...!"
Unable to shake her off, Cheongun bucked his hips to dislodge.
Thwack, thwack.Squelch.Squelch.
Buck, twitch.Buck, buck twitch—♡
"Hyaeup... Aaang…—♥ Ang♥ Ang♥ Ang♥ Haeup—."
His rock-hard cock slamming her depths drew nasal moans she couldn't hold back. But she clung stubbornly, sucking his tongue, inhaling his every exhale as her own inhale.
Pop—.Smooch—.Sluurp, smooch.Sluuuurp—.
Thwack, thwack.Thwack—.
"Ang.. eut.. hyaeup—. Hyaeuueung—♥"
The relentless cock-stabbing made her mind reel. Yet the harder it got, the fiercer she sucked his tongue.
Pop, slurp—.Sluurp—.Sluuuuurp—.Slurp—.
"Heeup.. hyap.. hyaeuung.. huuep.."
Thwack, thwack, smack.Smaack—.
"Ang—♥… Hyaeup—!"
Smooch, smooch, sluuuurp—♥
At first, Doksayeon had some purpose in her actions—but she'd forgotten it.
'Kissing feels so good… ♡'
Her dulled judgment fixated on the slick, soft pleasure before her.
Sluurb—.Chuuup—Sluuuurp—.
"Ang... uuang.. kiss, more.. more.. tongue..."
Pop—.Gulp.Slurp—.Slurp—.
Thwack, thwack.Thwack.Squelch, thwack.Squelch, thwack.
Splurt.Squeeze.Squeeze.
"Hyak...! Pop... suuuuurp—."
Sucking so hard his toothpaste scent faded, replaced by his raw musk. That thrilling, risky smell sank into her lower belly. Her pussy clenched in response, readying for his seed.
Squeeze, clench.
"Kuh...!"
Smooch.Slurp.Suuuuck—.
Smaack—.Smack, smaack—.Smaack—.
"Aeung, ang... kisth... ♡ Hyaeup—."
Above with her tongue, mid with massive tits, below with pussy—swathed in softness, Cheongun couldn't hold back.
Thrust—!Gurgle.Gurgle, gurgle—.Gurgle—.
"Hyat… ♡"
He dumped thick cum inside without asking, as always. Even feeling his cock pulse and flood her pussy, Doksayeon thought nothing of it. She just wanted more kissing.
Sluuuurp—.Slurp—.
Buck, buck.Spluuurt—.Spluuuuurp—.Spluuuurt—.
"A.. ung.. huuuu... ♥"
"Eut..."
Instead, she lewdly ground her hips, milking his cum—distorting his face in pleasure.
Buck, buck—.Squeeeze—.Squeeeze—.
Squelch.Squeeeal.Splurt.Squish—.
"Sluuup—.. sluuup... tongue, suuuuck—.. so good—♥"
"Hey...! Hngh—. Enough alrea—eup—!"
Her pussy gripped his cock blindly; Cheongun's breaths grew ragged. Watching it all, Jeong Da-jeong grinned hazily.
"Hehe—."
Doksayeon drained his stamina better than expected. Jeong began preparing herself.
Squelch—.
"Ah... ♥"
Smooth, smooth.Squelch.Squeeze—.Smack smack, thwack thwack…
She fingered herself to the rhythm of their rough sex. But her side dish wasn't the raw fucking before her.
'Master's weak side—♥'
Fighting police station foes had tired him, and he'd already cum sticky-thick in Doksayeon multiple times. A rare chance for sex with stamina-drained Master.
'When he's low-energy and goes slow, it's just like lovers full of affection.'
With that thought, she steadily loosened her own pussy into a sloppy mess.
That night, Cheongun vowed to invest in stamina next time... but the next day, Doksayeon's abilities emerged, making it unnecessary.