18. Pounding Life (Not Me)

As the Orc Chief slowly rose, the women ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠around him naturally parted ways. A bunch of naked women shuffling aside in a group, each with their own distinctively curvaceous figures. Since game NPCs never had ugly looks, they were all pretty attractive to gaze at. It was nice... I figured you'd be satisfied no matter which one you picked. Their faces and bodies were all top-tier. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Total uniform excellence, you could say.

Fuck, the more I think about it, the madder I get? That Orc Chief bastard is living the dream life Jun-sik and I fantasized about.

No way. I gotta smash that thick skull of his.

"New female slaves. Wait a moment. I shall bestow my grace upon you soon."

Grace? Why the hell are you hiking up your pants while saying that, you crazy Orc fucker? My head hurts...

"Jun-sik-mon. Go!"

"Now even you're calling me Jun-sik-mon?"

"Ahaha! Jun-sik-mon is Jun-sik-mon! Go get 'em, Jun-sik-mon!"

"Haa..."

At my command and Ye-na's urging, Jun-sik-mon charged forward and started tanking hits. He was surprisingly obedient today. No body slam. Next time, I gotta try yelling, "Go, Jun-sik-mon! Body slam!"

Our party's combat was nothing special. The classic fantasy party setup. Jun-sik tanks aggro and dishes out some damage, Ye-na and I pour on the DPS, and Ji-young supports with heals when needed.

I especially kept an eye on the monster's responses and the overall battle flow, giving directions to the party as needed. My role relied on wide situational awareness—something the frontline tank like Jun-sik couldn't handle.

That Orc Chief seemed like the type who bulldozed with physical superiority, fast reactions, and high damage. But it wouldn't be easy. Jun-sik's tanking was top-class. Not for nothing did I hype him up as an expert.

To hit the DPS, monsters had to get past the tank. Normally, they'd kill the tank first, then go for the backline. But tanks didn't die easily. Wrapped in layers of defensive skills and buffs from supports. So they'd have to break through. But that tied into aggro management, and Jun-sik was a pro at it. Monsters rarely slipped past him.

Seeing that dummy head of his handle aggro so well, maybe passing the civil service exam wasn't luck. Who knew, Choi Jun-sik.

"Ye-na, ice spells on its legs now!"

"Yessir~ Ice cream~ boom~!"

Some mystery spell called "Ice Cream Boom" flew out and nailed the Orc Chief's legs, slowing its movements. Perfect. I activated Archer's Focus, the skill that slowed time for 2 seconds, then crammed Triple Shot, Double Shot, and Arrow Bomb right into its head.

Thick skull! Thick skull! Smash that thick skull, you fucker!

The Orc Chief took all those headshots, its HP plummeting. It suddenly backed off and spoke.

"This won't do. Such fierce resistance from the male slaves. Very well, I'll bestow my grace on one female slave first. Be grateful."

Grace on one? What the— like that king frog last time, another kidnap pattern? Why so many kidnaps? Mod's fault maybe?

The Orc Chief charged full speed, Jun-sik blocking with his shield. Just as they were about to clash, the Orc slid low like it was diving for home base, slipping past Jun-sik and straight for Ji-young. Normally, I had Jun-sik on my left rear and Ye-na on the right for DPS, so Ji-young was closest after bypassing the tank.

"Ji-young, watch out!"

"Eek!"

The Orc Chief scooped Ji-young into his arms and bolted away, putting distance before facing us again.

Jun-sik repositioned between us and the Orc.

Haa... we got played. Monster sliding? First time seeing that in-game. Looked ridiculous, but it was the most effective tank bypass. This super-generic fantasy game had these weird moments sometimes.

Ji-young, cradled in the Orc Chief's arms, spoke up.

"D-dear... I can't use skills."

"Haa... You're subdued right now. It'll lift once we kill that bastard. Don't worry."

The Orc Chief slipped a hand into Ji-young's crop top and said,

"Hoh. Quite the fine female slave. No need to worry, I won't harm you."

"H-hn? Ah... Y-yes..."

Ji-young met the Orc Chief's eyes, blushed, and turned her head slightly. Seeing that, Jun-sik suddenly yelled,

"No fucking way! I haven't even groped them yet!"

"What the hell, you punk?"

"Uh... I mean, hurry up and kill that fucker!"

I was already planning to, but with Ji-young in his arms, landing hits was tricky. He was slyly using her body as a shield—no openings. That bastard's got some brains?

The Orc Chief kept groping Ji-young's breast with one hand while wielding a massive greatsword he'd picked up somewhere with the other, fighting us off. Ye-na glanced at Ji-young and the Orc, then said,

"Ooh... Up close, he looks even handsomer..."

Wait, Ji-young blushing and turning away—was it because that Orc Chief is hot? I'm losing it... Han Ji-young, you airhead?

"Ye-na, stick to single-target spells—AOE might hit Ji-young too."

"Got it, oppa~"

The fight with the Orc Chief got tougher. Using Ji-young as a shield made attacks hard, and without our healer, we relied on HP pots. Good news: his HP was down to 30%. Focused fire should finish him, even without heals.

The problem? My wife was getting groped, and I was pissed beyond reason. Rational thinking? Gone. Hands shaking with rage, I nocked another arrow for Archer's Focus when the Orc taunted Jun-sik.

"You there, male slave. You've never touched this female slave's breasts?"

"Huh? Me? Uh... yeah? Why you asking, Orc fuck?"

"Hoh... I can't comprehend. Why leave such soft, fine breasts untouched?"

"Hnn... Ah... Orc sir... hn... stop..."

Ji-young's crop top kept heaving, and Jun-sik stared enviously at the Orc before replying,

"Uh... 'Cause she's my buddy's wife?"

"You can't touch a friend's wife's breasts?"

"Obviously not, you Orc-headed fuck!"

"Strange. My friends' wives secretly offered their bodies to me, all while hiding it from their husbands."

"This is fucking ridiculous. How would I know a hot guy's life? Pissing me off for real."

Hearing that got me raging too. That fucker's bragging? Wait, if he's that handsome, even married women sneak over behind their hubbies' backs? World really is unfair.

"Ah... You're ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠not a male slave, but a cuckold slave. I'll show mercy and let you watch. This female slave's getting pretty worked up."

The Orc Chief hiked Ji-young's crop top up fully, exposing her breasts, kneaded them roughly, then lightly pinched a nipple and said,

"Excellent sensitivity. A superb pair."

"Hyaa...! Haa...! Dear... Jun-sik oppa... d-don't look... uu... ahn...!"

Pink nipples tugged between thick green fingers... The Orc's palm and other fingers ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fully enveloped and massaged Ji-young's breast. My wife, held by a handsome Orc, breasts bare and fondled... I stared blankly. I was furious earlier. Now? No anger. Or was I too angry to feel it?

That scene was just too surreal.

"Good. Fully erect now. Receive my grace, female slave."

The Orc Chief pinched Ji-young's pink nipple between thumb and forefinger, stretching her elastic breast into a lewd shape I'd never seen.

"Hyaa...! Haaa...! D-dear... sorry... uuh... don't look... haaa...! Uwaaan...! Eeeuuu...!!!"

Ji-young climaxing from breast play alone... That lewd face she'd only shown me, her flushed trembling body, and clear love juices trickling down her thighs from under her skirt.

My vision went white, brain burning up.