Chapter 38
Chapter 38
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 38
Chapter Title: Addiction (6)
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Han So-ra was twenty-seven years old.
An age where she knew far more than she didn't.
Besides, in today's world, the internet was so advanced that even without personal experience, she could absorb vivid information.
Han So-ra enjoyed masturbating regularly.
She hadn't been interested in such things as a kid, but once she started working as a hunter, that changed.
Not only did her interest grow, but the frequency skyrocketed too.
It was because conquering the 'Tower' exposed her to life-threatening danger so often.
She never knew when or where death might come.
A body under constant stress craved seed in any way it could.
As a result, her libido surged, and her breeding instincts boiled over.
When her ovulation cycle kicked in, holding back her desires became nearly impossible.
But she couldn't just grab any guy and beg for his seed.
No matter how fiercely her lust raged, her rationality never vanished.
On weekends, lying alone at home, she'd watch porn and masturbate—that was her routine.
Once she started, she'd rub her clit for dozens of hours straight.
She wondered what sex felt like but lacked the courage to find out.
If someone approached her first, she'd be truly grateful.
But ever since becoming an S-Rank Hunter, the number of guys hitting on her plummeted.
In a situation where suitors were already scarce, Han So-ra's standards were sky-high.
She scrutinized every candidate more harshly than anyone.
Face, body, skills, personality—there was always some flaw that killed her interest dead.
Everyone else dated in their teens or early twenties, or so they said.
But supporting her younger sister had made her miss the normal window for romance.
Normal dating was like painting colors on a blank canvas...
But S-Rank Hunter Han So-ra had become an indestructible titanium-barium-zirconium alloy—no one could paint on her, rendering the very idea pointless.
Places like big department stores or amusement parks were crawling with babies.
Seeing toddlers waddling around made her suddenly yearn for a child of her own.
Those moments were the hardest.
No matter how much of an S-Rank Hunter she was, she couldn't control the flood of female hormones.
It was simply impossible.
'This feels... amazing...!'
Han So-ra had been summoned by one man into a special room.
Just moments ago, she'd been standing normally; now her torso was jammed into a thick wall.
The man wore a white half-mask.
His voice was deep and mature, contrasting sharply with his frivolous demeanor.
Unexpectedly, it matched Han So-ra's taste perfectly.
*Slurp, slurp, slurrrp!*
"Hah, ahh!"
The man grabbed Han So-ra's ass cheeks and spread them wide.
Then he buried his face in and devoured her pussy greedily.
He was handling her roughly.
This was a woman even the President of Korea couldn't touch carelessly, yet he treated her like a whore.
And in the process, she felt immense pleasure.
It was a dizzying ecstasy even Han So-ra couldn't resist.
It wasn't because of the aphrodisiac.
He had applied some potent stuff, but it wasn't unbearable.
As an S-Rank Hunter, she was loaded with basic 'Resistance' and 'Immunity' skills.
Yet her body couldn't contain its arousal.
There was a world of difference between touching herself and someone else doing it.
Even in this forced situation, Han So-ra was feeling every one of his touches.
*Slurrrrp!*
"Haaaang!"
Her taut, erect clit was sucked into his mouth.
His strong breaths grazed the hypersensitive nub.
Han So-ra's legs trembled violently.
It wasn't even this bad facing the 47th-floor boss monster.
Even the first time she nearly died to a dungeon monster, it hadn't been this intense...
*Squirt! Squirt!*
It wasn't urine—she squirted something else.
Her pussy sprayed like a water gun.
For the first time in her life, she experienced a full-on squirting orgasm.
Stuck in the wall, she couldn't see clearly.
But it seemed like she'd drenched his face completely.
An act she'd never dared in her life.
Who in Korea would ever imagine Han So-ra was this kind of woman?
Moaning like a slut while being toyed with by a stranger...
Calling her a filthy whore...
Who the hell is this guy!
Scheming something like this!
Out loud, she hurled threats.
She spewed warnings at the man trying to violate her, this unknown hunter.
I'll never forgive you!
I'll make you regret touching me!
Her words dripped with murderous intent.
She'd track him down and get revenge, no matter what.
The trash criminal who stole her cherished virginity—saved for someone she loved—through this ugly rape.
Han So-ra would never forget.
But her body told a different story.
Her mind screamed to kill him, yet her body urged her to accept his cock.
Her soaked pussy twitched hungrily.
Her overheated body sweated and reeked of bitch in heat.
If not now, you'll die a virgin forever, something devilish cackled mockingly.
She agreed, but first times should be with someone you love, a cute angel retorted, beating the devil down.
Han So-ra couldn't argue with those whispers.
She knew it deep down.
She'd never known the tender love of youth.
That lingering regret kept her hymen intact, treasured and untouched.
She could've easily done insertion play with toys, but she'd stubbornly held out for that reason.
At this rate, she'd age into a spinster.
Her standards were still sky-high, but the pool of eligible men would only shrink.
But was giving her body to some unknown guy right?
If she'd known it'd be taken by a creep like this, she might as well have slept with anyone...
That didn't appeal either.
This guy or that one—none of them measured up.
'It's not like I want this.'
Han So-ra rationalized it away.
Even she couldn't properly diagnose her own thoughts right now.
She wanted to try sex.
But no decent guys around.
And this climax, this pleasure—it wasn't bad at all.
Did that mean she should surrender her virginity to the bastard slapping her ass?
Han So-ra had no answer.
There'd never been a right one to begin with.
'I'm being violated right now. This guy's forcing my body against my will!'
She was innocent.
It wasn't a hymen she'd willfully guarded, but it wasn't trash to toss on the street either.
The man released her ass.
He forced her thighs apart, making her feet touch the floor.
Han So-ra stood on her own legs.
She thrust her ass back eagerly.
Good thing her waist was fixed—otherwise, she'd be grinding her butt against his crotch.
It was blatantly obvious.
Though Han So-ra herself had no clue.
The man who'd been squatting rose to his feet.
The angle of his kneading hands shifted.
His voice now came from a higher position.
"Miss Han So-ra, your ass is bright red. Like a monkey's butt."
"...Don't tease me! I-I'll kill you!"
Had she ever threatened to kill someone before?
Never.
This was the first time Han So-ra expressed intent to kill a man.
"A ripe apple ass—I'll devour it deliciously."
"Eek!"
The man thrust his hips forward.
He pressed his crotch flush against her pussy.
His rock-hard cock grazed her clit, then slid up her lower belly...
'It reaches my navel?'
Her first cock ever.
One she'd only seen in porn.
The heat radiating from his cock was intense.
Different from a woman's—solid muscle too.
Without realizing, Han So-ra focused her senses.
She felt the throbbing male energy pulsing from it.
Her first time.
First sex—the word 'first' made her heart race.
The disgust from being raped paled against the anticipation of finally having sex.
It definitely wasn't normal.
Han So-ra knew she was abnormal all too well.
'But...'
If not like this, would she ever share a bed with a man?
Never.
She knew that better than anyone.
A madman.
Someone trying to rape an S-Rank Hunter.
No one would argue otherwise.
Yet Han So-ra found herself respecting him.
In what world would anyone dare attempt this?
Weak hunters wouldn't even dream it; skilled ones had too much to lose.
Seen another way, he was impressive in a twisted sense.
*Grind, grind—*
"Haaang, ahh!"
The man rocked his hips gently.
Rubbing her stiff clit with his cock.
Han So-ra's ass bucked wildly.
She masturbated so much already that her clit was hypersensitive.
Soaked in super-potent aphrodisiac, now even a graze sent her over the edge.
"Commencing the deflowering of S-Rank Hunter Han So-ra's pussy."
"Never! I won't forgive youuu!"
"Yes, I won't ask for forgiveness anyway. For the sake of your revenge."
"Huff, huff!"
The man gripped his cock and pressed it to her entrance.
Thanks to foreplay and the aphrodisiac, her virgin pussy was already relaxed.
"Here it comes. Miss Han So-ra, remember your first cock well."
"Hup...!"
The man pushed his hips forward.
Grabbing her wide hips like handles, he eased his massive cock in slowly.
His cock forced its way into her impossibly tight pussy.
*Grind, squelch—*
Her folds parted wide.
So wide it was hard to believe anything was going in.
Han So-ra's mouth gaped open as she gasped.
Her body, usually so flexible, went rigid like a wooden plank.
"Here we go!"
"Hah! Ahh, nooo...!"
The hot meat rod pressed firmly against her hymen.
Thanks to her S-Rank Hunter senses, she felt every detail in real-time.
'Th-this is the hymen... My hymen.'
Han So-ra's 27-year-old hymen.
*Tear—*
"Say goodbye. You won't see Miss Han So-ra's hymen again."
"D-don't talk nonsense!"
The proof she'd never been penetrated.
The symbol of purity that vanished forever once taken.
'...Goodbye! Farewell!'
Without thinking, Han So-ra bid it farewell.
She didn't know why.
His words just made her want to.
"Here it comes. It might hurt a bit since you're a virgin... But you're a hunter, right, Miss Han So-ra? This pain's nothing."
"St-stop right now!"
"That doesn't sound sincere. I'll just thrust in. Hyaah!"
"Hng...!"
The man rammed his cock in powerfully.
No mercy for her virginity.
A ruthless rapist through and through.
*Rip—!
Squelch!
Her hymen tore.
No matter how tough an S-Rank Hunter, she couldn't train that.
"Aaaah, ah...!"
The most precious thing to a woman—pierced by an unknown rapist's cock.
Like being impaled on a metal rod.
Her lower body felt ablaze.
"It hurts, it hurts...!"
Tears welled up.
Losing her virginity hurt more than expected.
Han So-ra whimpered in a very uncharacteristic way.
Yet a strange satisfaction lingered too.
From her entrance to below her navel—every gap filled airtight.
This sensation was more fulfilling than she'd imagined.
The man caressed her ass as he spoke.
"Miss Han So-ra."
"Hah, hah."
Han So-ra didn't respond to his call.
She was lost in pain and pleasure.
"Hmm, but that's not the end."
"Hah, hah. I'll kill you."
"Threats aren't said like that."
The man grinned and continued.
"Feeling better now?"
"I'll kill youuu... I'll kill youuu...!"
"Sounds like you're okay. Mind if I go deeper?"
"I'll kill you, k-kill yooo... Huh...?"
*Grind—*
The man pulled his cock back after finally inserting it.
"...!"
His cock withdrew, leaving her pussy empty.
Only then did Han So-ra grasp her pussy's true state.
"N-no... Don't... Nooo...!"
She'd thought it was full before.
But that was an illusion.
"I just popped your cherry, and now..."
"P-please!"
"Your 27-year-old womb—bon appétit!"
Squelch! Thud—!
"Hg...!"
The man slammed in to the hilt in one go.
His crotch smacked hard against her ass.
His cock filled her pussy completely.
The tip kissed her cervix.
"!!!"
In that instant, her vision flashed white.
Like lightning striking—brilliant and overwhelming.
No sounds registered.
An unprecedented pleasure enveloped her entire body.
"Ooooh, oh! Oooh!"
Han So-ra lost her words.
She could only howl like a beast.
Her body wouldn't obey.
As if someone had severed her lower half...
"Haaaah, hah! Haaang!"
*Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!*
*Gushhhh!*
Her senses numb, she uncontrollably squirted fluids and piss everywhere.
Yet she felt no shame.
No room for it.
"Haaaah, hah! Stop, stop! Y-you'll really kill me! Pull it out, pull it out! Haaaaang! Please, pull it out, pleeeease!"
She wailed in near-agony, begging the rapist who'd claimed her.