Taming the Mad Dog
"Why are the police...?"
"A violence report has been filed. Please show your ID."
Shin Ji-hye was the one who asked, but the female officer's eyes were fixed on me. Well, shit. The male officer trailing behind her was even holding handcuffs. They already saw me as the criminal.
"Will my hunter license work?"
"...Hunter?"
"Yeah."
I pulled out my hunter license from my wallet. The big D-rank letters were stamped right there.
"Alright. Confirmed. Yoo Sung the hunter? A violence report has been filed. Against a civilian by a hunter..."
"Who reported it?"
A chill ran down my spine. I instinctively whipped my head around.
Fuck, we're screwed.
Whether it was because I'd interrupted her mid-climax, or because of these unwanted guests...
Shin Ji-hye's expression was off. The face that had been the cutest in the world just moments ago had frozen into a cold, expressionless mask.
"For the reporter's protection..."
"The convenience store clerk, right?"
"......"
"Get out."
These weren't cops dispatched knowing we were hunters. Regular police, then... Even though they couldn't sense mana, they were backing away from Shin Ji-hye's aura.
Ha...
The mana pressure visible only to me. This was the look she got when stress peaked and she'd flip out, obliterating everything around her regardless.
"W-We still have to follow procedure since a report was filed..."
"I said get out. Whatever you think happened, it didn't."
The cops tucked tail at her icy retort. That's when the male officer whispered into the female one's ear.
Captain, look at the woman's ankle...
I channeled mana to eavesdrop.
The padlock on her ankle. The female officer shifted her gaze, confirmed it, and reached out toward Shin Ji-hye.
"It's okay. We can protect you..."
"Get. Out."
"Hey."
I stepped in and grabbed the female officer's arm. If she'd touched her just now, high chance of explosion.
"Just show them your ID."
"...Okay."
Her face stayed blank, but she nodded obediently in that cute voice. Why is she so damn adorable?
"...That good enough?"
The cops' eyes went wide at Shin Ji-hye's hunter license. Her ID had top-tier security clearance—not just one, either. She used an A-rank fake name for everyday stuff, not her real S-rank one. Even to civilians, A-rank was a monster.
"...Y-Yes. Confirmed."
A-rank versus D-rank. Even non-hunters knew the gap. An A-rank could squash a D-rank like a bug if they wanted.
"Ha."
Snap.
The padlock on her shoe strap broke off ridiculously easily. As the female officer reached out to return the ID, Shin Ji-hye placed the broken lock in her hand.
"Get out."
"......"
"Don't you understand? Should I escort you?"
Ji-hye...
Channeling that much mana while telling them to leave meant she'd blow them away...
I nodded at the cops to give them a hint. Meaning: leave now or you're fucked.
"S-Sorry for the intrusion."
The flustered female officer dragged the male one out. Pressing my ear to the door, I caught some ten-won curses. Dirty this, that—whatever. Is that how the people's shield should act? More like dog cops. Well, anyone noble enough to become a cop these days works with hunters anyway.
"...Shin Ji-hye."
"Yeah...?"
"Let's go inside first."
She'd heard it too, with her mana surging. Had to calm her before she exploded.
In times like this...
Time to put Lilith's Authority knowledge to good use. Couldn't ease in slowly—got awkward. She'd be too distracted replaying the incident anyway.
All at once.
Flip the mood in one go.
"Ji-hye."
"Yeah...?"
"Something happen? At the convenience store?"
I guided her naturally to the sofa, slipping off her coat. Gripped her bare arm, peering into her desires.
......A ruined Seoul landscape. The tower she'd painstakingly built crumbled in an instant. Shin Ji-hye's mental state was this unstable. I'd touched her impulsively watching her masturbate, but once I started, I'd take responsibility to the end.
"...Fuckin' bastard."
"Ji-hye. No cursing."
Sat her on the sofa, grabbed a water bottle from the bag. Her mana had settled for now. Quietly undid my belt without her noticing.
"The clerk saw it..."
"Saw what?"
"The padlock..."
"Guess that's why he reported it. Annoying fuck."
"...Sorry."
"Nah. Don't be."
Said that while gathering her wrists and gripping them tight.
"Just take your punishment."
"Wha...?"
Wrapped the belt around her gripped wrists, buckling it tight. Sure, she'd snapped a metal padlock like nothing—this wouldn't hold her either. But it was the situation that mattered. Hands bound.
"I told you I don't like sharing toys with others."
"Y-Yeah...♥"
Peeked with my ability—her desires bloomed pink before my eyes. Hit the spot.
"Toys have uses, right? Like transforming robots, model cars—you're just a pretty doll."
"Ngh...!"
"Pretty dolls are for looking pretty. I wanna use you all for myself. So why show off to someone else and cause me trouble?"
"Yeah, hng...!"
Buried my nose in her nape. Nipped lightly, leaving a hickey. Wouldn't show if she buttoned her shirt right.
"You fucked up, right?"
"You told me to... hnggh!!"
Bit her ear. So soft and squishy.
"Does that make it my job?"
"Ngh, then how...?"
"Act subtle, wrap mana to avert eyes—something. Gotta teach you every little thing? Nah, my bad too."
Yanked off her skirt, spreading her legs wide into an M.
"Shouldn't expect that from a dumb fleshtoy. Right?"
"Ngh...♥"
"Still, punishment time. I'm pissed. No complaints?"
"Punish... what kind...?♥"
"Here."
Tapped her pussy mound. Her hips jerked up.
"Gonna shave it all off."
"Ngh...!"
"Panty showing your pussy clear as day... no hair now? Must be cold. Yeah?"
Grabbed the spray can from Do Hyun-ah. Shin Ji-hye frantically covered her pussy with bound hands.
"Wh-What are you...?"
"Hands off, Shin Ji-hye."
"Ngh...!"
Annoyed, bound her hands behind her back. Sprayed the defenseless mound generously. Cold made her shiver, splattering her thighs too.
"Hng, c-cold...!"
Hiss...
Foamy cream wrecked her mound. Maybe slather real whipped cream later and lick it off. Bet it'd taste good.
"Gonna rub it in good so it soaks. No moving?"
"Ngh...♥"
Hand to her mound, palm covering it. Pressed down hard with my whole hand.
"Heeek...?!♥"
"Said no moving."
"Pressing there... no...♥"
Pshht...
Her juices squirted out, soaking the living room floor.
"Needs to absorb good. Or it leaves patches? Then razor shave—stings later."
"Not thaaat... haah...!♥"
Pressed where her womb was with fingers. Shin Ji-hye rolled her eyes back.
"Fingers there... don't press...!♥"
"Why?"
"Head... feels weird...?!♥"
Spurt...
Even fiercer squirt arced to the floor.
"How weird?"
"Floaty... ah...♥"
Pressed with my whole palm this time—her words cut off.
"Ah, ah...?!!♥"
Soon her legs trembled wildly, body convulsing hard. Eyes rolling back like she might topple. Whole body tensed, squirting nonstop.
Splash...!
Her juices shot far, splattering the wall-mounted TV opposite.
Wild.
Normally, the womb isn't an erogenous zone. Personal differences, sure... but this sensitivity was abnormal. Reacting harder than vaginal thrusting?
...Ah.
Digging my memory mid-thought, one idea flashed.
My fault?
Her reaction to the cops confirmed it. If she craved social ruin, she wouldn't react like a cultist at the door. The ruined Seoul in her desires meant deep dissatisfaction—probably...
Me getting interrupted with her.
Every spot I touch reacts... delicious.
Dark urges crept up. Wanted to reshape her into my ideal.
"Heeek... heeeek...♥"
Finally coming to, her breathing steadying. Reached for the plastic bag under the sofa, grabbed a water bottle.
Crack.
Opened it, took a swig into my mouth. With my clean hand, pried her lips, kissed to pour it in.
"Hap... gulp♥"
Swallowed like a baby bird. Repeated a couple times, then I drank some.
"Cold. No squirting?"
"Hic...?!"
Poured the half-left water slowly over her mound.
Drip...
Cream washed clean. Trimmed hairs gone without trace, mound silky smooth. Channeled mana lightly to erase her juices, cream, water mix. Hunter privilege—mana cheat.
Watching it sparked a wicked idea. Risky backlash possible, but if it worked, she'd depend on me more. Felt certain.
"Ji-hye, the clerk a guy?"
"Yeah... hi, h-heek...?!"
Loving the slick feel, rubbing her mound—nearly losing it.
"Why'd he report you?"
"Hii... d-don't know..."
"'Cause you're pretty? Saw the padlock on your shoe... what'd he think?"
"Hng... hnggh!!♥"
"My guess: 'Why's such a pretty girl locked up? Maybe... abused?'"
"Hngp...!!"
"'If I report and save her, maybe I get a shot...'"
Press press.
Infused mana into fingers, pressed her mound hard. Enough not to bruise skin, but beyond human strength.
"Kngh...!!"
"That's what I think. You?"
"Don't know... don't knooow...♥ No press-press... ah?!"
Pshht...
In spite of just cleaning, another squirt flood.
"He better? Doesn't lock shoes, doesn't mana-press your body..."
"Hiiiik?!!"
Infused mana into wrist spot, pressed her womb hard—juices blasted out. Hips lifted to ceiling, splattering it.
Impressive range. Hunter physique, obviously.
"Don't you think he's better?"
Orgasm too intense for reply. Head on my shoulder, panting weakly, she shook her head.
"That guy's... hng, trash..."
"Trash? Harsh. Reported for your sake."
"Just eyed my body... hnggh!♥"
"Yeah? But I'm the same, no? Worse? Using mana to wreck your body."
"You're fiiiine... tight...♥ Mana tight feels goooood...♥?!"
"Good girl. More mana finger-press?"
"Yeah...♥"
Ah, fuckin' adorable. Unconsciously pressed harder.
"Oh, ah...?!"
Extreme pain silences screams. Probably pleasure, but Shin Ji-hye might know it too. Ass shaking madly, squirting endlessly.
Like before, fresh water swig, kiss-fed.
"Eup... hng! Heek...?!!♥"
Swallowed and squirted each time. Long after, orgasm aftershocks trembled as she leaned on me. Hard to hold herself up, so I unbound her hands.
Gotta have some innocence—can't start with bondage every time.
"Shin Ji-hye."
"Yeah...?"
"You get all the fun?"
Said that, stripped off pants—belt long undone. My dick rock-hard unprecedentedly for her. Harder than with fave doujin...
I was as revved as her.
"N-No, don't put it... in..."
But her reaction was weird. Rubbing my dick on her pubis to thrust, she lifted her weak hips to dodge.
"It's fine. Feels killer good... you like near-death, right?"
"Nyaah, not thaaat..."
"Then?"
Gentlemanly, no rape. Teased her slit with my glans. Cute sounds each time, but hips dodging desperately. Odd.
"You'll be... disappointed... me, I..."
"Yeah."
"Not a virgin... ahh..."
Hmm. Unexpected. Said she'd never dated, rejected all blind dates on spot. Slept with a guy?
"Who with?"
Disappointing, but good for claiming her. Gaslight forever... no, push her, she'll depend on me utterly.
After hesitating forever, teary eyes looking up.
"......You."
"Me? When? Never fucked you."
"......Yeah, before. Five years... ago..."
Five years? No memory. Never blacked out drunk—always mana'd alcohol away. Never drank that hard.
"When you... died..."
"......"
"Did it then..."
"......"
Ah. That's why her desires often showed her riding my corpse. Wondered why corpse—Kim Hee-jeong's dark ass wouldn't go that far.
"Ha."
"Sorry... mad, you mad...?"
Face that'd soothe anyone's anger. But I furrowed brows, faking fury.
"Yeah."
"S-Sorry. Really sor...?"
Straight in—glans pushing her entrance.
"...Sung?"
"Gotta retrain this naughty pussy."
Squelch!
Thrust hips up, burying to the hilt.
"Hkeeeek!!♥♥"
Like pushing my dick out, fierce squirt with her eyes rolling back.