Castaway: Baek Jaeseong-14

Wooseok woke the next morning to find Jueun already up. He didn't even have the strength to twitch a finger.

He ate the breakfast she'd laid out for him. It was the first proper meal he'd had in a long time, but he had no appetite. Strange, that — to have starved for so long and still find the food tasteless.

After breakfast, Wooseok left the cave. He'd told Jueun he was going to look for food, but the truth was he couldn't bear to look at her. And there was no telling when that psycho bastard might show up to fuck her again.

He made his way to the northern reef beach, the same stretch of shore where he'd once managed to catch a fish. The current ran vicious here; a single misstep and you'd be swept out to sea. When he reached the precarious cliff's edge, the horizon where sky met water filled his vision.

Wooseok stared endlessly at the waves crashing white against the rocks. When was the rescue team coming? Were they coming at all? Did they even know the three of them had wrecked here?

Thought after thought crossed his mind. Not a single one of them was hopeful.

And then something caught his eye. The moment he saw it, he was on his feet without thinking.

"That's... a boat?!"

What he'd spotted was a small boat. A vessel maybe big enough for two, drifting toward the island on the waves. There was no one aboard. It looked abandoned.

"Did it run into a marine monster, same as I did, and get washed ashore?"

He climbed down from the cliff for a closer look. Fortunately, the boat rode the surf straight toward him.

Wooseok caught it before it could smash against the reef. Some instinct in him recognized it at once for what it was: hope.

Small as it was, the boat had real weight to it. A dainty little thing better suited to the Han River than the open ocean. On the hull, beneath peeling paint, the word Leisure was still faintly visible.

It had a motor, though not a large one — an unsettlingly modest size. Could you even reach the mainland on this? In more ways than one, it was a suspicious little craft.

He searched the interior. There were two small seats, one on either side, and a cramped storage space beneath them. Inside that space sat an expensive-looking fishing rod. The owner, it seemed, had come out for some sea fishing and met with disaster.

Wooseok swallowed hard. If he could get this boat running, he might just make it off the island.

Of course, putting to sea in a tin can like this with a marine dungeon nearby was suicide. A gamble with his life on the line.

But the payout was certain. If he stayed on this island any longer, he was going to lose his mind. The image of Jueun, milky white dripping out of her, was still burned into his eyes. This place was a little hell made just for him.

With trembling hands, Wooseok tried the ignition. The key was already in it. He'd ridden in a friend's boat a few times and paid enough attention that the basic operation came back to him.

The engine roared to life with a ragged, sputtering growl. Wooseok cheered inwardly. Success. It was the first genuinely good feeling he'd had in a very long time. He could have danced.

He checked the fuel gauge. The tank was about half full. If he could just get the heading right, it looked like enough to make the mainland.

"This is a chance granted by God."

He clenched his fist. And in that instant, Jaeseong's face rose in his mind.

The moment he pictured the man, something ugly woke inside him. Wooseok swung that clenched fist at the empty air and muttered, low and venomous:

"Once I get out of here... I'm going to kill that bastard."

He meant it. But there was a man watching him make that vow. Absorbed in the boat, Wooseok never noticed.

"Heh. Your boyfriend's a riot, isn't he? Sells his own girl and still tries to play it like he's some kind of big shot."

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Vulgar, meaty slaps rang out as I spanked Jueun's ass and tore into her. The second my cock was in her, she turned into an idiot. Not that I'd ever met a woman who could actually take this thing and keep her wits.

"Hngiii~! Nnhh! Right there... you're hitting so deep...! It feels so good~!"

That vacant look on her face, she worked her hips for all she was worth, answering every thrust. The position was reverse cowgirl — me sitting on the floor, Jueun planted in my lap, both of us facing the same direction.

Face-to-face sitting was for lingering kisses and that slow, emotional kind of pleasure. Reverse cowgirl let you maul a pair of tits like dough and wring the body for everything it had. I loved them both.

I went after her nipples without mercy. I'd yet to meet a woman whose nipples weren't a weak point, and Jueun was no exception. Roll them, pinch them, tease them with the lightest brush of a fingertip — each one pulled a different sound out of her, and that was the fun of it. I pinched those nipples every way I knew how.

"Hiiiiit! They're too sensitive there...! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠If you go that hard—!"

A magnificent fountain burst out of her. Her whole body pitched forward as she lost her balance, and I caught her by the tits and held on.

"Heh. These are standing at attention too."

Jisu padded in from the front, curiosity bright on her face. She was as naked as Jueun. I'd finished with her only minutes ago, and a mix of white cum and slick, filthy juice was still running down her thighs.

She crouched and inspected Jueun's pussy the way Fabre might study an insect, bright-eyed, and gave her clit a curious little touch. Jueun's entire body had become one raw erogenous zone; she twisted with a moan that was nearly a scream. Right now, she was our toy.

"Hiiiik!"

I pumped another load into her before I finally pulled out. She was utterly spent. I set that limp body down and stood; my cock, having given everything it had, hung heavy and spent.

"Well? Can't even compare to that boyfriend of yours, can it?"

I gave her ass a sharp slap as I said it. She nodded, her voice trailing off like a terminal patient's last words.

"Yeees... Wooseok is... no match..."

And then she passed out. I asked Jisu for a cleanup blowjob, and she licked every last trace of cum and juice off my cock until it was spotless.

"He'll make his move today or tomorrow, I figure."

"Make his move? What do you mean?"

I told her what I'd seen on the beach a little while ago. A boat had washed in. He'd found it. The engine turned over just fine. Meaning the bastard could leave this island whenever he wanted. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Jisu's voice tightened with worry.

"Shouldn't we... stop him?"

Fair point, on the face of it. What I'd done here had more than enough legal and moral problems attached. If any of it came to light, I was looking at a prison cell.

Which is exactly why I had no intention of sitting back and watching him escape. If anything, this was an opportunity. Played right, I could send the bastard off for good.

"He didn't move right away. But he'll try to run eventually. That grim look on his face — I can more or less tell what he's thinking."

Finding the mainland cleanly in that boat would be the best-case scenario, but I wasn't about to assume the universe would be that generous. A marine dungeon had opened in these waters. There was even a Kraken. Reckless sailing was a fine way to get yourself killed. Of course, from the look of him, he was going to try anyway.

Not that I blamed him. Staying here would be its own kind of death. Better to throw yourself at a gamble that might kill you — and might also let you live — than sit around screaming for a rescue that might never come, stuck with a girlfriend another man had already fucked. I'd have made the same call.

"Nnhh... escape...?"

Jueun, who'd been writhing like a worm, spoke in a dazed, drugged-sounding voice. I set my foot on her ass. That cushioned rear of hers wouldn't have made a bad footrest.

"Yeah. Your boyfriend's thinking of getting off this island. On a motorboat. What do you think?"

"......Will he be okay? If he runs into a monster..."

"He'd be betting his life. Must've been hurting pretty badly. Funny, considering his girlfriend got fucked a long time ago."

Jueun's cheeks went pink, as if she were still ashamed of having sold her body for a single meal. The look of a proper, well-bred young lady sitting on a woman I'd just ruined — the gap was delicious. The more I saw of this one, the more I liked her. The fact that some other guy had taken her virginity was a slight minus. Everything else was exactly to my taste.

"Th-that was something we agreed not to talk about."

"So what? It's the truth. Come on, tell me. His cock or mine — which one do you like better?"

"This one, obviously. Hehe. Honestly, Wooseok's dick is nothing special. He finishes a little too fast, you know."

She said it with her cheeks still flushed. I liked that honesty too.

"A small dick and a premature ejaculator. Worst kind of man."

"Well, maybe it only seems that way compared to this. A cock that size isn't exactly tiny, though."

She was flattering me, just a little. A woman who knew how to handle people. Suddenly I wanted to fuck her again.

"Hey. Lift that ass."

"Haa... again? My pussy's completely done right now. You've pounded it so much it actually hurts."

"A woman has more than one hole."

I slapped her ass as I said it. A rainbow anal plug was seated snugly between those cheeks. Jueun twitched her hips.

"Don't tell me... you want to take me there?"

"That's right. Still a virgin back there, isn't it? Heh. Nothing beats a virgin. Finest delicacy there is."

"Haa. You're a complete deviant. Not that I care anymore. I've completely fallen for you."

She had more backbone than her first impression suggested. Beating my cock, though, was never going to happen. I'd already conquered her body and her mind both.

"You've got a boyfriend wailing his heart out for you, and you still fell for me?"

"......Honestly, he's a useless boyfriend who can't even bring back a proper meal. And it's pathetic, isn't it? The way he acts, after he sold me himself. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Completely fake."

"Heh! You offered me that pussy before he even sold you."

"That's... that's one thing, and this is another, isn't it?"

"Correct."

A thug of a hunter with a worthless dick was never going to satisfy Jueun. I'd taken everything that bastard had. Honestly, if his first impression hadn't been so terrible, I would have settled for a friendly bit of cuckolding and left it there.

But the son of a bitch had been far too rude, and so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠he'd earned himself a hostile NTR. This is why managing women is harder than running a company.

"Pull the plug out of your ass. The way I taught you."

"Nngh~ that's a little embarrassing..."

"Ah-ah. No plug out, no cock."

The moment I threatened her with the loss of it, Jueun struggled to her feet and presented her ass.

I planted my face between those cheeks first and took a long, slow breath. For a first-rate cunt-sommelier and ass-sommelier, this was a critical step in the process.

"Mm. A nose somewhere between the New World and the Old. How to put it... a landscape you've never seen, that somehow doesn't feel like the first time. Like a woman doing a striptease on the Iberian Peninsula. And yet she feels strangely familiar."

"What kind of bullshit is that?"

"Don't mind him. Oppa talks this kind of crap all the time."

Jisu answered with a laugh.

Having appraised that fragrant booty, I settled in to watch Jueun's deluxe asshole show — a self-powered anal-plug extraction performance.

She pushed her hips out, spread herself open with both hands, closed her eyes, and bore down with her sphincter.

"Nngiiiit...!"

That hole bloomed open beautifully. Unlike her pussy, Jueun's ass had never been used. To me, it was a new continent.

She clenched and spread, but the opening was still far too tight to pass the plug. Anal plugs are designed not to slip free; forcing one out with sphincter strength alone is all but impossible unless you're a genuine anal master.

Among my women, only Yeonji — who could reshape her own body at will — could do it easily. Frankly, she did it so easily it was almost frightening.

"I think... this is as far as I can go?"

The plug poked out of her anus like a little tail. I toyed with it this way and that, then pulled it free with a warm, cork-from-a-bottle pop.

"Hmm... smelly good~"

"D-don't smell that!"

Jueun snatched the plug out of my hand. Thanks to the rainbow anal plug's remarkable effect, there was actually no smell at all. I savored the shame coloring her face.

Her ass had loosened up fantastically. I lifted my cock by the strength of the erection alone, brought the head to her anus, and initiated docking without a hint of hesitation.

"Hah—!"

"Hyeek!"

Jueun let out a short, sharp scream. I locked both her arms so she couldn't run and started pounding her in earnest.

"Nnhh!"

Her asshole was already a finished product. She'd been wearing that plug faithfully, and it showed.

My cock drove through her tunnel without the slightest resistance. Jueun thrashed like a fish thrown on dry land, fighting a pleasure that didn't belong in that hole. Her pussy had a record of twenty-one fights, twenty-one losses — there was no chance her ass would fare any better.

"I-it's hot! Like you shoved a stove up my ass...! Hiiik!"

"Heh. A stove, huh? Funny way to put it. I don't think a stove's fitting in there no matter how much you stretch it."

"I-it's a figure of speech!"

She yelled it, embarrassed by her own mouth, and then she was crying out in pleasure.

I gripped her ass in both hands and cranked up the power. The fire had caught in me the same as it had in her.

"Hik! Hiiiik! Hiiiiik!"

Her ass answered with wet, vulgar squelches. Her moans were even filthier than the sounds.

I wrapped her up from behind in a doggy-style hold and slammed my hips down without mercy. Jisu quietly took her place at my back.

"Oppa, you like this, don't you~"

"Nngh! This is...!"

"That combo you always do with Lina! I'll do it for you right now."

Jisu spread my ass wide and dragged her tongue greedily across her lips. Getting rimmed in the middle of anal was ten times better than usual.

"Thanks for the meal! Slurp... lick, lick... slurp..."

While I wrecked someone else's asshole, Jisu came at mine like she was starving. My thrusting turned vicious all on its own.

I drove into Jueun so deep my pubic bone slapped against her ass. She beat the ground with her palms. Jisu, me, Jueun — the three of us locked into one. A natural-born Human Centipede.

"Hiiiit~! Wait, wait, that's too fast~!"

"I'm out of control right now. Floor it~!"

"Lick-lick-lick... slurp!"

We redlined. Jisu's relentless work on my ass finally pushed me over, and I dumped every last drop of milky white into Jueun's anus. A climax so good it felt like my hips would give out.

Fwoooosh—

Three notification windows bloomed in front of my eyes.

One because I'd taken Jueun's anal virginity. Another because I'd broken her completely with pleasure. The slave-addition prompt had actually popped up plenty of times during previous rounds — but those had all been pussy, so the two windows above it had never appeared.

"Huh? A random skill?"