Chapter 30
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: The Dick is an Excellent Weapon
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Ugh...
My head feels like it's splitting open.
I opened my eyes.
An unfamiliar ceiling.
Moldy, stained wallpaper.
A single fluorescent light flickering away.
Chiiik. Chiik.
An irritating noise.
I tried to sit up.
Twitch.
No dice.
My wrists and ankles were bound.
Cable ties? No, rope.
Tied real tight.
I looked around.
It looked like one of those loan shark offices you see in movies.
A rusty metal cabinet in the corner.
A beat-up leather sofa in the middle.
And the spot where I lay was a cot shoved in the corner.
A musty stench assaulted my nose.
Cigarette stink mixed with mold.
How the hell did this happen?
I rummaged through my memories.
Right, I'd just left Seol-ah's place.
We'd gone at it like animals that morning.
Drank the stamina juice she'd packed for me.
Whistling happily as I strolled along.
Too lazy for the main road, so I cut through an alley.
That was my mistake.
Thud thud.
Footsteps from behind.
Figured it was just some passerby.
But then.
Wham!
It happened in an instant.
My vision went black.
A black bag thrown over my head.
"Mmph?!"
No time to even yell.
Thwack!
A hard blow to the back of my skull.
Then, blackout.
Kidnapped.
In the middle of South Korea.
In broad daylight, no less.
This can't be real.
Twitch twitch.
I struggled against the bonds.
Not even a budge.
The knots were tied like a pro.
Experts?
That's when voices came from outside the door.
Murmur murmur.
I strained my ears.
"Sis, you know? Halfsies."
A man's voice.
Raspy.
"I got it, okay? Shut up for a sec. Gotta check if the kid's awake or not."
A woman's voice.
Sharp.
"But for real, the fountain and pool stuff? That's not bullshit, right? If it is, you're the first one getting fucked up. Okay?"
"Argh, I told you it's real! I saw it with my own eyes! I saw semen shooting out of that bastard's dick like a fountain!"
The guy yelled, sounding wronged.
"Anyway, I'm on lookout, so hurry it up. I got money due today! You know how much interest those loan sharks charge?"
"Sigh, you fucking idiot. Told you to quit gambling. How'd I end up with a loser like you from the same snatch..."
The woman clicked her tongue.
From the convo, I pieced it together.
Sister and little brother.
Sibling kidnapping duo... not scammers.
Bro's got gambling debts.
Sis needs cash too.
Target: me.
Royal Jelly Jeong Do-hun.
Motive's obvious.
My semen.
Cash.
Clunk.
The doorknob turned.
I slammed my eyes shut.
Can't let on I'm awake yet.
Not enough intel.
Play possum and scope things out.
Creeeak.
Door opened.
Footsteps approaching.
Click clack. Click clack.
Heels.
A woman.
The steps stopped by my head.
I could feel it.
Her gaze looking down at me.
"Heh heh heh..."
A creepy laugh.
"Pretty face on him too..."
Cold fingers brushed my cheek.
Chills ran down my spine.
"Especially this body... how's it so damn perfect?"
Her hand roamed my chest.
Squeezing the firm pecs.
Tracing down to my abs.
Sticky touch.
GREEDY.
I cracked my eyes open just a sliver.
Time to ID the bitch.
Blurry, but...
Hmm.
Average.
Honest? Kinda gross.
Makeup caked on thick.
Eyebrows like Crayon Shin-chan, lips smeared blood-red like she ate a rat.
Outfit's tacky too.
Leopard-print blouse and leather skirt.
Straight out of an '80s bar madam vibe.
What a letdown.
Even kidnappers could be hot, y'know.
I shut my eyes again.
Time to think.
Honestly, I figured something like this might happen someday.
In a world where semen is money.
12,000 won per ml.
I shoot out millions, pushing ten million per load.
Like walking around with fat stacks in my wallet.
Prime target for crime? Duh.
One question burning.
How'd my info leak?
Senior Ha-na?
No way.
She's loaded already.
No reason to snatch me for cash.
If anything, she'd kidnap to monopolize me.
Donation group?
SemenFree?
Reputable foundation.
No risk worth taking.
Seol-ah?
She's content cutting back part-time hours.
Her happy face taking my loads? Genuine.
No traitor vibes.
Then who?
Ah, the fountain show?
That orgy party at the S-Hotel.
But elite housewives.
No way they'd risk it for pocket change.
That's when.
Creeak.
Door opened again.
Someone entered.
A guy.
He tossed something into the room.
Clatter.
Plastic basket.
"Sis! Use this! Told you the volume's insane!"
The guy shouted.
I peeked at his face.
Hat pulled low, but I knew him.
Seen him somewhere?
Memory rewind.
Hotel.
After the orgy party.
Cleaners came in.
The guy staring at me.
That creepy gaze scanning me!
Aha!
That fucker.
Puzzle solved.
Bottom-feeder rags-to-riches scheme.
Classic plot.
Bang.
Door slammed shut.
Just me and the woman now.
"Sigh, that fucking prick... no sense of mood."
She grumbled.
Back to groping me.
Bolder this time.
Diving into my inner thighs.
Heading for my prize.
Stroke. Stroke.
She touched it.
Grabbed my heavy meat.
"Gasp..."
She sucked in breath.
"Big... fucking huge..."
Her hand trembled.
Overwhelmed by the size.
Then.
My dick reacted.
"F... fap...?"
My dick's asking.
Master, can I get hard now?
In this situation?
Kidnapped?
Hmm.
Let's think.
Tied up anyway.
Escape chance later.
And this woman's gearing up to rape me.
So...
Better get hard.
Could use it as a weapon, or make her drop guard.
How as a weapon?
Heh.
For a guy like me, it's basically one, right?
Yeah. Permission granted.
Stand at attention.
Throb!
My dick sprang up fierce.
A massive tent pitched over my pants.
"Oh my!"
She yanked her hand back in shock.
Then licked her lips.
"Fresh and ready... perfect."
Time to "wake up."
Pretending to sleep's getting tough.
"Ugh..."
I groaned, eyes fluttering open.
Showtime.
Unfocused gaze.
Confused expression.
"Oh, sweetie. You're awake?"
She grinned at my face.
Makeup smeared like the Joker.
Scary.
"Wh-where... am I...?"
Trembling voice.
Method acting.
Do I got talent for this?
"Doesn't matter what you think. From today, just picture yourself as a 'cum cow.' I'll feed you good~"
Cum cow?
Mid-tier company?
Nah.
Dick + cow.
Semen-squeezing beast, basically.
Some naming sense.
Trashy as hell.
"Cum... cow?"
"Yup~ You're our cum cow. Semen-squeezing machine."
She cackled.
"First up, initiation shot? Let's milk one out."
She unzipped my pants.
Yanked down my underwear rough.
Sproing!
My dick popped free.
Her eyes rolled back.
"Oh, so healthy-looking?"
Drool dribbling.
No hesitation, she hiked her skirt.
Shoved panties aside.
Straddled me.
"Haa... this is it. Royal Jelly dicks are different from the start."
She lowered her hips.
Trying to swallow my cock.
Squelch.
It went in.
...
Did it?
Visually, yeah, my dick vanished inside her.
But.
No sensation.
Like thrusting into empty air.
Squelch squelch.
Sounds, sure.
Wet sloppy noises.
Zero pressure.
What the?
Did they dart my dick?
Sensation numbed?
Nope.
Wiggle test: I feel the walls.
One conclusion.
This woman's pussy.
Insanely loose.
Herbal black hole snatch.
Universe gash.
Vacuum void.
'Fuck.'
I wanted to curse.
My dick's run an elite track.
Hwick U valedictorian Han Seol-ah.
Hwick alum Oh Yu-ra.
Sis Ye-na, current Hwick student.
Only top-tier legends.
Tight squeezes trained me.
Sudden cavernous wreck like this?
No feeling, obviously.
Like chopsticks stirring a vase.
Poor dick.
Such treatment.
She's climaxing solo.
"Ahhng! Yes! So big! Filling me up!"
She's feeling it alone.
Filling? Bullshit.
Wind whistling through.
She shakes her hips.
Thud thud.
Cot creaking.
10 minutes...
20 minutes...
Boring.
Yawn incoming.
Her breaths getting ragged.
Might've cum once midway.
She's drumming and pan-fluting solo.
I'm in sage mode.
This won't cut it.
Won't cum today.
Time dragging.
She's frustrated, starting to snap.
"F-fuck... why won't you cum!"
Sweat-drenched face glaring.
"You're holding back on purpose, huh?"
"N-no, I'm not..."
I'm innocent.
Need to feel it to cum.
"Harder? Huh?"
She slams hips fiercer.
Smack! Smack!
Bit more stim at the base now.
Still miles from orgasm.
Keep this up, my dick'll chafe raw.
Change tactics.
Escape time.
"... S-sis."
Cautious call.
She glares.
"What."
"I'm... kinda bored, honestly."
Lied.
"This way, I can't cum easy. Handjob's quicker."
She eyes me suspicious.
"Bored? Royal Jelly?"
"Yeah. Takes forever with the volume. Or..."
All-in gamble.
"Untie me and I'll cum fast. I stroke it myself, boom. You're tired too, right? Let me handle it for you?"
She pondered.
Exhausted too.
20+ min hip workout.
My dick shows no signs of dying; end in sight? Nope.
"Try anything funny, you're dead."
"Me? What strength I got?"
Pathetic grin.
She dismounted.
Started untying ropes.
Shrrk.
Hands and feet free.
'Low IQ? Untying me?'
Thanks.
For being dumb.
She stood by the bed.
Turned, presented ass.
Hiked skirt, dropped panties.
Doggy style.
"Fuck me. Grab it with your hands and pound till you cum quick."
She wiggled her ass.
Urging me on.
Haa.
Sigh.
Defenseless pussy and ass on display.
Normally, I'd be balls-deep.
Not this cavern.
Even if pretty, maybe.
Caked makeup, gut flab.
Not my type.
Plus.
Escape now.
I clenched fist.
Extended index and middle fingers.
Curled 'em slight.
Tension in fingers.
Rock hard.
Awl-like.
'Whew... never thought I'd use this forbidden art.'
[Pussy Gun]
Targets human weak point: perineum. Precision is key.
Legendary secret technique.
Deep breath.
She's shaking ass, waiting.
Now!
Go!
Hyah!
My hand shot out at light speed.
Target: between legs.
That spot between anus and pussy.
Pfooooosh!!!!
Dead on.
"Gaaaahh....!!!!"
Her body stiffened.
No scream.
Eyes rolled back.
Foam at mouth.
Thud.
Collapsed forward.
KO.
Perfect takedown.
'Phew, lucky. Scream and we'd be busted.'
One-shot this time.
Scream and bro rushes in.
Careful with this move hereafter.
Too risky.
I rose cautiously.
Grabbed my clothes, dressed.
Then.
Tip toe.
To the door.
Presence outside.
Right, lookout mentioned.
Bro.
Hotel cleaner.
He's guarding the door.
'... What now?'
Guy like this probably can fight.
Even if not, debt-chased gambler.
Desperate, no mercy.
Need a weapon.
Scan room.
Nothing good.
Plastic basket? Too weak.
Pondering when.
A sound.
"Fap fap fap fap!"
'...?'
Hearing things?
"Fap fap! Fap fap!"
From my pants.
Dick's telepathy.
You crazy bastard.
Fap fap now?
Escape time?
But it wails nonstop.
"Fap fap! Fap fap!"
'Hey, partner. Ease up...'
Was gonna snap.
Wait.
Dick never steers me wrong.
Its instincts always spot-on.
You...
Got a plan?
Whoa.
Idea flashes.
"Fap fap. (Nod nod)"
Yeah, that's it.
My dick can be a weapon.
That hotel power.
Tornado cum.
X-slash.
Adapt it.
Grin.
Unzipped pants.
Pulled out dick.
Still raring.
Grabbed with hand.
Started stroking.
Pat pat pat pat.
Quiet, but fast.
Imagine.
I'm a sniper.
Loading ammo.
High-density premium semen rounds.
Minutes pass.
Orgasm building.
Filling urethra.
Pressure maxed.
Now!
Grip tight.
Kicked door open.
Bang!
"What, sis why so long.... F-fuck! What the hell!"
The guy crouched smoking by door.
Jumped up shocked.
Charges at me.
Danger.
But locked and loaded.
Aim true.
Target: face.
Dick! Fire!!!
Sphincter open!
[Premium Semen Torpedo]
Water-jet pressure beyond belief. Straight-line blast to face.
Roaring illusion with white jet erupting.
Semen pressure unreal.
Straight shot smashed his face.
Splat!
"Gaaaaah!!! Fuck!!!"
He screamed.
Can't open eyes.
Sticky fishy fluid clogged eyes, nose, mouth.
Blinded flailing.
Wild swings.
Chance!
Charged.
Power up...
Hngh!
Crunch!
Blind nut-shot.
Perfect.
Smashed both balls.
"Kaaaaah...!"
He rolls on floor.
Cum-soaked face in agony.
Miserable.
'Whew... brutal.'
But self-defense.
He crumples.
I bolt past, down stairs.
Thud thud.
Casual pace.
Zipped up.
Leaking cum wetting undies, whatever.
Victory mark.
Out the building.
Dazzling sun.
Fresh air.
Alive.
Scan around.
Perfect, cop patrol there.
Squad car too.
I bellowed at top lungs.
"Kyaaaaah!!!! Officer uncle!!! Hereeee!!!"
Girly shriek.
Passersby stare.
Embarrassed?
Nope.
Was legit terrified.
I'm a delicate Royal Jelly, after all.
Cops rushing over.
Safe now.
Today's lesson.
The dick is an excellent weapon.
And a loose pussy can't make me cum.