15 Days
I searched her belongings, but nothing of note turned up. Just the ordinary possessions of an ordinary woman—aside from the two daggers in the room.
My gaze shifted to her lower half. When I stripped off those baggy pants, a pair of flawless, snow-white legs came into view. They thrashed, trying to seize my head. I caught them and forced them apart, then tore strips from the cut-up blanket and bound her thighs and ankles.
"Mmmphhh!!"
Hagawa Ryoko writhed and struggled. It was useless. Even if the restraints were only torn bedding, no ordinary woman—no ordinary person—could break free of them.
I looked at the blue panties. The thought of what lay beneath that scrap of fabric made my mouth water.
I carefully sliced the panty strings with the knife, then pulled them free and tossed them aside.
Her pussy was bare.
Beneath a thick thatch of pubic hair sat a pink pussy and anus—well-shaped, clean. I leaned in close and rested my cock against her lower belly. The heavy weight of it made Hagawa Ryoko's body flinch and tremble.
With Heightened Sensitivity active, I stroked her pussy.
"Mmmph!"
Hagawa Ryoko's eyes flew wide. The will not to yield to me was written all over her face.
Pathetic.
Her pussy was already twitching faintly in response to Heightened Sensitivity. No matter how iron her mind and will, physical pleasure never stopped its advance.
I took my smartphone in my free hand.
I had no intention of raping Hagawa Ryoko once and killing her. Wasting a beauty of her caliber would be a loss, and one time would never be enough for me.
If I can't kill her, I put a leash on her.
I switched on video recording and slowly filmed her face and body. Pretty, coral-pink nipples. My heavy cock resting on her lower abdomen. And the pussy that had already begun to make wet, sticky sounds. All of it.
"Look at this filthy bitch. How long have I even been touching you, and you're already soaked? Heh. Does my hand feel that good?"
"Mph—mmph!"
"All right, everyone—now beginning the virginity-breaking ceremony of Hagawa Ryoko, first-year at Naito University. The man taking her virginity is the inferior Chosenjin, Seong Yujin!"
I snickered as I took my erect cock and rubbed it against her pussy.
Squelch. Schlick. Tsk. Squish.
Every pass of my cock over her folds made a wet, waterlogged sound.
"Sounds like a couple kissing, doesn't it?"
"……!!"
Hagawa Ryoko glared at me, her face flushed deep red.
That only turned me on more.
"Hagawa Ryoko. Your virgin pussy is mine now."
I pushed in. The head of my cock punched through her tight canal in an instant and knocked against her cervix.
"Hnnngh!"
Her body went rigid. Warm liquid soaked the bedding. Virgin blood.
I stayed still with my cock buried inside her. Her warm inner walls moved dynamically, squeezing and milking me. It felt damn good.
"……."
The strength drained from Hagawa Ryoko's body. I looked at her face. The warrior's ferocity was gone; a fragile woman lay there instead. Clear tears slid down her cheeks as she stared at the ceiling.
I set the smartphone on the bag beside us, angled so it would keep recording, and began to move my hips in small thrusts to the sound of the wind and rain outside.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
"Hagawa Ryoko. I trust you won't scream. You don't want anyone else seeing you like this."
I removed the gag.
"To be… defiled by a Chosenjin of all things… I have no right to live…. I'm sorry, Kyoshiro."
Hagawa Ryoko tried to bite through her tongue. I had been watching for it—I seized her cheeks in a hurry.
"Trying to chew your tongue and die? That's a little extreme."
She looked at me as if she wanted to say something, so I eased the pressure on her face just a fraction.
"Once a Chosenjin has defiled me, my life is no better than something sunk in filth. If I have to live covered in filth, I'd rather die and shake it off."
"Just because I'm Korean? That's fucking harsh."
"I was violated by an inferior race of chimpanzees. That's reason enough to die. And you think I don't see through your scheme? You'll use the video you took today to torment me for the rest of my life. Better to die than live in hell."
Her vaginal walls convulsed. Thanks to Heightened Sensitivity, she was already climaxing on her first time. Hagawa Ryoko bit down hard on her lower lip, desperately managing her expression—trying to hide the fact that she had orgasmed on an inferior Chosenjin cock.
"Fifteen days. Just let me use your pussy for fifteen days."
"What are you scheming…?!"
"Cooperate with me for fifteen days. That's all. In fifteen days I'm going back to Korea. This goddamn Japan has too many natural disasters. And I'm sick of being looked down on by Japanese people like you."
Hagawa Ryoko's pupils wavered.
Obvious. She was picturing those fifteen days. Even if she was ready to die, she still wanted to live.
"How am I supposed to trust you…!"
"I have no interest in keeping a Japanese woman like you as a toy for life. And if you die, I'm the one in trouble."
I drove my cock deep into her pussy again. Having taken it once already, her body accepted me more readily than before.
I leaned over her. Our faces drew close. Feeling the breath from her lips, I spoke.
"If you die, I'll kill Wada Kyoshiro."
"……!!"
"I'll show him the video I just took while I kill him. Oh, and I won't make it easy. I'll cut off his arms and legs first, then torture him nice and slow."
"You—you cowardly Chosenjin…!!!"
"Even if you kill yourself, the cops won't catch me right away. The police in this village? You think those guys can take me? You've seen what I can do."
Slap!
I snapped my hips hard. The head of my cock hammered her cervix. Hagawa Ryoko's face twisted, and a moan slipped out before she could stop it.
"Hnnn…."
"Fifteen days. Be my sex partner for fifteen days. Then I'll get the hell out of Japan. I'll delete the video right in front of you. And Wada Kyoshiro walks away unharmed."
"Chosenjin…! Chosenjin…! Chosenjin!!"
"It's a good offer. Isn't it, Ryoko? You only have to hold out for fifteen days. Fifteen days go by fast. After that, you can be Wada Kyoshiro's girlfriend, marry him, whatever…. Live a happy life."
Hagawa Ryoko's brows trembled. Her wavering eyes steadied.
"Don't make me laugh. You think I'd believe a word from a Chosenjin?! I can't go near Kyoshiro with a body that's already been dirtied…!"
Hagawa Ryoko drew a sharp breath. She was about to scream for help. That would free her from the restraints, at least for now—and then she'd kill herself. Or try to take me with her.
I clamped a hand over her mouth.
"Last chance. Whether Wada Kyoshiro dies a miserable death is up to you."
I took my hand away. She hardened her gaze.
"…No. I'll protect Kyoshiro myself."
Her eyes were set with resolve.
Damn it. Ruined.
Great Fortune (Lv. Master) has activated.
My mouth moved on its own.
"I heard Wada's planning to confess to you at the end of the festival. He's going to be real broken up. Heh."
"……!!"
It was a lie. Wada Kyoshiro had never said anything of the sort to me. Though he did seem to have feelings for Ryoko.
"…Fifteen days. You really leave Japan after fifteen days?"
"I told you, I'm sick of Japan. Fifteen days from now, I'm gone. No regrets. You just be my sex partner for those fifteen days. After that, live like none of this ever happened. Easy, right?"
"If you break your promise… I'll kill you and your entire family…!"
"When the time comes, we part clean. Don't suddenly flip and try to kill me."
"I'm not a Chosenjin like you. I keep my promises…!"
I grinned.
The skill Great Fortune seemed to have influenced her thinking to some degree. Not brainwashing, of course. The way my mouth had moved on its own to spit that lie was probably Great Fortune's doing too. The skill might be more useful than I'd given it credit for.
"You keep your promises, huh…. Let's put that to the test."
I cut the cloth binding her hands and feet with the knife. Free again, she drew her legs together and twitched her arms. Her head turned sideways. A dagger lay a short distance away.
"Go on. Show me a Japanese sense of honor. Stretch out your hand and you can grab that dagger."
"I'm… not a despicable Chosenjin like you…! No matter how absurd the promise… a promise is a promise!"
A light scratch and she flared up. Just as expected. I chuckled and groped her breasts, then slowly lowered my head.
"Don't kiss me."
"Why not?"
"Your breath stinks."
"That's unfair. My mouth doesn't smell like anything. More like you want to save your first kiss for Wada Kyoshiro."
"……."
I'd hit the mark. She shut her mouth.
"I've already taken your virgin pussy—something that makes a first kiss look like nothing—and you're hung up on lips."
"Shut up…!"
"Your pussy and my cock are already making out, dripping wet. Don't assign meaning to a pair of lips, sex partner."
My mouth crashed down on Hagawa Ryoko's.
She grabbed my shoulders and tried to shove me off. The harder she fought, the more relentlessly I clung and deepened the kiss. After a few minutes of resistance she realized she couldn't stop me, and her mouth opened in surrender. My tongue began to ravage the inside of hers.
Two hours had passed.
Hagawa Ryoko and I were both slick with sweat. She was dazed and floating from climax after climax.
"Hah… hah…."
"Feels good, doesn't it? I can feel your pussy trembling around my cock."
We were locked face-to-face in a seated embrace, her legs around me. I held her back and looked at her. Hagawa Ryoko still hadn't noticed, but her hips were already rising and falling in small motions, matching the rhythm of mine.
"Bullshit! There's no way I'd feel good on some Chosenjin dick…! This inferior Chosenjin cock…!"
"That so? Sushi pussy tastes great."
I looked at her neck and collarbone. Red kiss marks were already blooming there. They'd last the rest of the day, at least.
"Nngh… kuh…, mmph!"
Hagawa Ryoko dropped her head. She squeezed her eyes shut, refusing to let me see her face in climax.
I stopped my hips so she couldn't finish—perfect timing, honed through more sex than I could count.
Her body stopped too. Hagawa Ryoko fretted, conflict plain on her face. She had already tasted climax several times; she knew exactly how good that pleasure was. The temptation would be vicious.
Feigning ignorance, I stuck out my tongue and licked one of her stiff, coral-pink nipples. I rolled it, then bit down. The firm, springy texture of her nipple filled my mouth.
"……."
She kept her mouth and eyes clamped shut and, as if of her own free will, began to move her hips.
Squelch. Squish.
Pssshhh—
Hagawa Ryoko erupted in a fountain of love juices.