Castaway: Baek Jaeseong-5
Waves slapped rhythmically against the shore. The sand-strewn beach looked not merely peaceful but downright languid, and the sunlight glittering off the water wrapped us in a warm embrace. It was like gazing at a watercolor plate from a children's storybook.
A green thicket of vegetation stretched behind the wide beach. The shore itself was fairly large, and the forest beyond it grew quite dense. I looked around and found no artificial dock large enough to moor a proper ship. This was an island with no trace of human presence. We had stamped our footprints onto its sand.
"Whew. Thank goodness there's an island here."
Jisu was right — we were incredibly lucky one had been nearby. If this had been the East Sea instead of the South Sea, we'd have been in serious trouble. Thank god for the island-dotted South Sea.
"Wooseok! Wooseok! Are you okay!?"
Jooeun slapped her boyfriend's shoulder as she shouted. He didn't so much as twitch. Even a glance was enough to tell he'd taken serious damage. Her face crumpled into tears almost immediately.
"Oh no! Oh no! What do I do! Wooseok won't open his eyes!"
"Looks like he's pretty badly hurt. Unfortunate."
I gave a perfunctory reply and pulled my smartphone from my inventory. Naturally, we were out of service range. If I'd known this was coming, I would have picked up a satellite phone. Shame.
Not that I was particularly worried. I always kept a stockpile of food and survival gear in my inventory for emergencies — enough to last several years, easily. And if it came down to it, I could always hop over to another world-line and grab whatever supplies I needed.
Besides, I can use credits to talk to my other slaves even from this far away.
"All our stuff drifted away. My fishing rod..."
Jisu gazed out at the ocean, her voice thick with regret. The rod she'd splurged on had become fish food. Like totaling a brand-new car the day you drive it off the lot.
We left Jooeun wailing beside her boyfriend and set out to explore the island. If this place was uninhabited, we'd need to decide on a plan going forward. The best-case scenario would be that people lived here. I wasn't holding my breath. The utterly deserted beach reeked of uninhabited island.
The island was small — roughly a kilometer across. Just as we'd expected, nobody lived here. It was a pristine speck of land without a single sign that humans had ever set foot on it. A narrow stream cut through the center, and to the north stood a cliff about five meters high, a treacherous path leading down the steep face to a pocket of beach below.
The northern waters were thick with reefs. The shore we'd first washed up on was the southern one. To the east, dense brush concealed a small cave — maybe a thousand square feet. There was a cave on the west side as well, larger than the eastern one, with a space that stretched deep inward, perfect for sheltering from wind and rain. Two usable caves for hideouts. Not bad at all.
After a rough survey of the island, we headed back to the beach. Jooeun was giving her boyfriend CPR. She turned to us, her voice breaking into a sob.
"W-Wooseok isn't breathing! Please help!"
The hunter bastard's blood staining the sand was already approaching a lethal volume. If he weren't a Hunter, he'd have been dead a long time ago. Heartbeat fading, breathing stopping, then death. The usual sequence.
"You're asking for a lot."
"Please! I'll do anything!"
"You already said that earlier. Forget already?"
Typical Jooeun — words and thoughts equally lightweight. Yeah, she didn't seem like the kind of toy you'd want to keep around for the long haul. Looks-wise, she'd fit right into my collection, which was a bit of a shame.
I walked toward her with an arrogant stride.
"Move aside."
"Th-thank you!"
Jooeun bowed her head over and over, thanking me like I'd just saved her life. At least she had some basic manners. First impressions hadn't been great, but she seemed to have a decent enough core underneath.
I reached a hand toward the hunter bastard. He was definitely one foot in the grave. At this rate, he wouldn't last another ten minutes.
"Light Cure. Light Heal."
Light Cure — Status ailments cleansed
Light Heal — Vitality restored
My warm light slowly mended the massive wounds covering the hunter bastard's body. Bones that had torn through flesh found their way back into place, and his twisted skeleton returned to its original form. Of course, the injuries were so severe it was like pissing on frostbitten feet — barely a drop in the bucket. The bastard still hadn't regained consciousness.
I could have used a potion to heal him far more easily, but I wasn't about to waste a precious potion on this guy. Besides, if his ability was Werewolf, his natural regeneration would be far superior to other Hunters. Patch him up enough and he'd recover on his own.
I spent about an hour healing him. His breathing returned, and the visible injuries improved considerably. Of course, I'd only treated the surface — the important internal damage was still there. But I had no obligation to heal him any further.
I withdrew my hands.
"He'll recover on his own from here."
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
Jooeun kept bowing her head at me. I accepted her gratitude with a vile little expression.
"That 'I'll do anything' line. That wasn't a lie, was it?"
"N-no... I mean, yes! If it's money, I'll pay you once we get off this island."
She tried to steer the conversation toward money. Now that it was time to pay up, she was getting scared. This girl didn't look like she had the kind of cash that would satisfy me anyway. And money wasn't what I wanted from her.
"Forget the money. Take your clothes off."
"Whaaat!? R-right here?"
"This bastard's got a long way to go before he wakes up. Strip. Fast. Or would you rather I strip you myself? That wouldn't be so bad either."
I went from zero to a hundred. On this uninhabited island, there was nobody to keep me in check. Jooeun shot Jisu a desperate look.
"I-is he always like this?"
"Oppa’s in that mood again. You'd be doing yourself a favor if you just stripped quietly, for your own sake. And speaking as a woman... it definitely won't be a bad experience. Heheh~! Trust me on this~!"
Jisu said it with a joking laugh. She knew my sex drive well enough to understand I'd do whatever it took to fuck this girl. And besides, this situation wasn't exactly a bad one for Jisu either.
Jisu actually likes threesomes more than you'd expect...
Among all my women, Jisu was especially into threesomes. Her favorite partner — the one she clicked with best — was Lina.
Jooeun wrapped her arms around herself, trembling.
"You want me to take my clothes off... here...?"
"You said you'd do anything, didn't you? Don't tell me that was a lie."
I put on a menacing face, and Jooeun squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head. In the end, she slowly began to undress. She looked like a maiden about to be thrown into the sea as a sacrifice. Her feelings were probably about the same.
Once she'd stripped off her outer clothes, a purple set of underwear matching her hair was revealed. Fancy, patterned lingerie — the kind you wear when you mean business. So this bitch really had been planning to fuck her boyfriend's brains out at the pension, huh.
"C-can I stop here?"
Tired of waiting, I tore her panties and bra to shreds.
"Kyaaaaah!"
There was no way Jooeun, a regular civilian, could stop my strength. I gave the torn underwear a sniff. Unfortunately, it didn't smell like much of anything. I hurled it far out into the ocean. Jooeun stretched a hand toward the water where her clothes had flown.
"My clothes! W-what did you just do!?"
"That's my first demand. You stay naked for as long as we're on this island."
"Th-that's completely insane...!"
"How about this, then? Does this make it make sense?"
I threw her outer clothes into the ocean as well. Jooeun screamed and ran to retrieve them, but they were already bobbing far beyond swimming distance. She collapsed onto the shoreline in despair, so stunned she'd even forgotten to cover herself.
"Heh. What a sight."
I snapped a photo of Jooeun's backside with my smartphone camera. It came out pretty well.
"Hey. Get over here. We're not done yet."
Jooeun seemed to realize she couldn't refuse me. She trudged back with lifeless steps. She looked at Jisu with teary eyes, but Jisu just beamed as she appraised Jooeun's body.
"You've got a nice figure!"
"Shall we start the detailed inspection? Spread your legs. And spread your pussy."
Jooeun looked utterly disgusted at my unfiltered words.
"You're disgusting! How can you talk to a woman like that!? Are you even really a Hunter?"
"Your boyfriend's the same damn type. That tattooed, pierced bastard's some kind of choir boy? Quit yapping and spread your pussy. Or are you not going to?"
Jooeun's face flushed as red as a tomato. I stared at her steadily, and she slowly spread herself open with both hands. I savored the humiliating pose as every last shred of her dignity as a woman crumbled away.
"I can't see the inside properly. Spread it like a crab."
I demanded the most humiliating pose possible. In this place, my word was the word of God. Jooeun couldn't defy me. Watching her strike that obscene pose, on the verge of bursting into tears, felt so good I could have floated right up into the sky.
I examined her pussy. Contrary to my expectations, Jooeun's was fairly clean. No dark discoloration, and it didn't look loose. She hadn't been spreading her legs as much as I'd assumed. Or maybe she was just naturally tight. I pressed around her labia, testing the firmness directly.
"Kyaah!"
"You've got a pretty small heart, huh. Don't jump at every little thing like this."
"What woman wouldn't be startled!? D-don't just touch me there!"
"Heh. I've still got one more wish left, you know. Keep being this uncooperative and I might make the next one even more interesting."
"You're disgusting..."
In the end, Jooeun gave up resisting. Thanks to that, I was able to leisurely inspect her pussy. Overall, it was a high-quality piece, though the lack of a hymen was a shame. Not that I'd been expecting that.
"Turn around and bend over. Then spread your ass."
"Uh... what are you trying to look at?"
"Your asshole, obviously. A girl like you must've used that too, right?"
"I-I've never used my ass! Who do you take me for, some kind of pervert?"
"Oh? Really? I'll have to check for myself."
I turned her around, spread her ass cheeks, and inspected her anus. The way she clenched her sphincter in resistance was hilarious. When I touched it, I could feel the muscles going rigid under my fingertip. Her ass had definitely never been used.
"What's this. You've never done anal with your boyfriend? Is this guy gay or something?"
"Don't talk shit about Wooseok!"
The moment I took a shot at her boyfriend, Jooeun flared up. That was pretty interesting. The way I saw it, this girl was the type of girlfriend men keep around as a convenient fuck. And yet she doted on her boyfriend with everything she had.
A woman who served her man like a master. The perfect woman to take as a mistress.
"Look at this devoted little wife."
"W-we're childhood friends! We're going to get married someday... that's the kind of relationship we have!"
"Childhood friends? A guy and a girl who grew up together. So those novel tropes actually exist in real life."
Why don't I have a childhood-friend girl of my own? What a shame.
Anyway, childhood friends or not, I tormented Jooeun's anus. I poked it with my finger, pressed my nose against it and sniffed. I made a point of sniffing loudly, just to mortify her.
"Stop it! You pervert!"
"The smell's a passing grade, more or less. Looks like your gut health is decent."
"This is the worst...! You're disgusting! A pervert! You're a complete psycho! Once we get off this island..."
"Once we get off? And then what?"
I said it with a threatening edge, and she clamped her mouth shut. Here, I was God. Nobody could stop me.
"...... Please. I already belong to someone. Please... don't touch me. I'll repay you properly once we're out of here. I swear."
I'd already touched her far too much for that. Honestly, if I wanted to, I could fuck her right here and now. But a far more entertaining scenario had just occurred to me.
"Well, fine. Since you say you've got a fiancé... I'll cut you some slack. But don't forget. The first promise still stands. For as long as you're here, you don't get to wear clothes. If I catch you in so much as a scrap of fabric... you know what happens, right? The climate here seems mild enough, so I doubt you'll catch a cold. Lucky you. Heh."