Chapter 383
Chapter 383
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 383
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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I carried the unconscious Ok-jeong into an old building at the innermost part of the village. It was the house of a fisherman who was said to have been killed by the lake ghost not long ago. It was located deep in the village, and upon inspection, there was even an underground space that seemed to have been used as a warehouse.
The furniture inside the house had all been taken by the villagers, leaving it completely empty, but given the house's large size and the presence of the basement, the fisherman must have been quite wealthy.
'Well, yeah. If he made his living fishing, he probably had a lot of money.'
I swept all the miscellaneous junk left in the basement into my inventory. I planned to dump it somewhere later.
I gave the spacious basement a thorough cleaning. Cleaning was a hassle, but there was no choice. It was filthy enough to see rat droppings everywhere, and it reeked mustily. I didn't want to hold a woman in such a dirty space.
After finishing the ridiculous cleaning, I pulled out a torture chair and sat the unconscious Ok-jeong on it. I didn't forget to set up the camera either.
'I got this from one of the Ironroot Dwarves.'
An S-rank item, no less.
I'd given the dwarf who had this over 500 crates of beer, but I didn't regret it. For something like this, even 10,000 crates would have been worth it.
It was originally white rope, but I'd dyed it red to my taste.
'I've tested its strength. Even I couldn't break free of it by force.'
I paused as I was about to tie Ok-jeong to the chair.
'...Just tying her up would be boring.'
Recalling a porn I'd seen sometime ago, I stripped off her pajamas completely, down to the bottoms.
Gulp.
Seeing the space between her crotch made my mouth water.
Ok-jeong had a neat inverted triangle of pubic hair there. Pure white, just like her head hair. Below it was a tight pink slit.
I spread her thighs wide apart. Even with her legs open, her labia remained closed. I positioned myself between her legs.
I pinched her labia with my fingers and spread them, catching a faint pussy scent. I peered closely into her vaginal opening. Her hymen was easy to spot.
'Virgin pussy!'
Like a dog spotting a bone, I dove into her pussy. I savored it freely with my wet tongue. There wasn't much taste, but it was enough to get me excited.
I used my tongue to expose her clitoris, hidden under its hood. Her body twitched as I rolled the BB-pellet-like clit with my tongue tip.
Lost in sucking her pussy, I suddenly snapped out of it.
'Whoa! Almost popped her cherry while she was out cold!'
I grabbed the red rope and stood up. Then I began tying her body.
After fumbling a few times, I finally bound her in a turtle shell bondage. True to its name, it resembled a turtle's shell. Her ample breasts bulged like bursting water balloons, and a rope knot dug tightly into her pussy. Her small labia minora gripped the knot like teeth.
'When the hell is this bitch waking up? Should I force her awake?'
I debated it but decided to leave her be and stepped outside.
The sun had risen before I knew it. Morning had come.
"Ahhh...!"
Juka, bracing against the wall, shuddered violently. I pulled my cock out of her pussy. A gush of mixed fluids—her juices and my semen—splattered onto the floor.
"Your husband's sleeping?"
"...Yes. He woke up last night but drank more and passed out again."
Juka's husband, Colt.
The father of little Bolt, who had followed Vivian.
Bolt had been kidnapped by Vivian at first, but he had no intention of returning to Colt and Juka. Bolt didn't love his parents. From what I'd heard, Colt and Juka had practically neglected him, so he'd never felt parental love. Instead, Bolt clung to Vivian, whom he'd just met, like a mother.
"Knight, sir. More?"
Juka thrust her ass toward me. Semen dripped from the secret cave between her legs. Watching the lewd sight, I pulled up my pants.
"Eh...?"
Juka blinked in surprise.
"I'm kinda busy."
Smack!
I gave her plump ass a slap and headed to the next house. I went around telling the villagers that I'd resolved the lake ghost issue. That it wouldn't appear again.
'This boosts my reputation.'
Afterward, I used a spatial movement scroll to head to the city. There, I looked into the Uwangseong Legion that Ok-jeong had mentioned.
The Uwangseong Legion did exist. It wasn't particularly outstanding. They didn't control any territory. But their reputation was pretty good. They weren't a hitman-for-hire legion.
'...Then why did Ok-jeong try to kill me?'
Ok-jeong and I had met for the first time this time around. No grudge to build on.
'She said she was sorry when she killed me. If there was a grudge, she wouldn't have. Someone must have put her up to it...'
I had no idea who had commissioned her to kill me.
'I have two identities. One is the Heavenly Demon. The other is Sung Yu-jin of A-Plan.'
Only the Divine Thrones and Elena knew I was the Heavenly Demon. The Thrones were forbidden from interfering, so they wouldn't blab. The Lord of the Heavens or the King of Demons would ensure their silence.
'Elena and I are still on good terms. No reason to kill me. If it was her, she wouldn't even attempt such a sloppy assassination.'
The most likely suspects were the legions I'd crossed.
'...Ok-jeong's skilled but naive. Would they use such an amateur assassin? ...Well, she did kill me once...'
Ok-jeong's background was clean. No shady underworld ties.
'Her name's real, the legion exists, so I figured something would turn up... Whatever. Interrogating her directly will reveal it.'
Lick, lick.
I licked and sucked Ok-jeong's pussy. Soon after, she twitched and began to stir awake. Ignoring it, I kept sucking.
"Ugh..."
Ok-jeong woke up. In a daze, she looked down at me and screamed.
"Kyaaah!"
She couldn't resist physically. Her torso and arms were tightly bound in red rope turtle shell bondage, and her legs were forcibly spread on the torture chair.
I kept sucking her pussy. There'd been little reaction while she was out, but now her body jerked every time my tongue touched it.
"S-stop! Get away!"
Ok-jeong gasped. As if waiting, I unleashed brain lightning.
Crackle!
Electricity from my tongue flowed into her pussy. A bit stronger than static.
"Hng?!"
Ok-jeong jolted in shock. But she hadn't given up, still straining against her bonds.
Crackle! Crackle-crackle! Crackle!
I kept zapping her.
"Ah... Ugh..., Ahh..."
Maybe from the constant clit zaps, urine started leaking from her urethra. I pulled my mouth away and stood. Her head hung low, drool spilling from her open mouth.
I grabbed her snow-white hair and yanked her head up.
"Haek?!"
"Your pussy tastes divine. Makes me want to fuck it right now."
"Haa... Haa..."
"Let's make this nice and easy. No pain for you, no hassle for me."
"Hng..."
Tears welled up in Ok-jeong's pitiful eyes, and we hadn't even started.
"Why'd you try to kill me? ...No, why'd you kill me?"
"Th-that's..."
Ok-jeong hesitated. I grabbed her white breast with one hand, yanked it, and zapped.
Crackle-crackle!
"Gaaah!"
After a taste of electricity, I pinched her areola with thumb and forefinger. Her nipple tip peeked from the center.
"Who ordered the hit? Speak. Who commissioned my death?"
"...I can't say."
I examined her face. Tears streamed, but her eyes were resolute. I smirked wickedly.
"Fine. Tell me when you feel like it."
I lowered my head to her areola. Zap! I didn't forget the lightning. I suspected she had poison-related traits. To prevent tricks, I'd keep electro-torturing her.
I sucked her areola until my cheeks hollowed. Her nipple refused to emerge. I persisted and finally extracted it.
I whistled at the sight. Compared to her huge areola, the nipple was impossibly thin and long.
"Whoa. Looks like it'd rip off if I touched it."
"..."
Ok-jeong bit her lip.
I moved to the other areola, drawing out its nipple too. I sneered at the slender thing.
The moment white powder leaked from Ok-jeong's mouth, I zapped.
"Gaaah!"
This time, stronger. Ok-jeong, on the verge of passing out, looked at me with fear-filled eyes.
"Talk."
"...I can't."
"Really?"
I reached for her pussy. I shifted the rope knot in her slit aside and thrust a finger in. Her sopping virgin hole accepted it easily.
"Ahh...!"
"Feel that? My finger's touching your hymen right now."
"Hng... Hic..."
I withdrew my finger. Not out of pity for her sobbing—no way. I dropped my pants, pressing my rock-hard cock against her pussy.
"You still have a chance."
I spoke much softer this time.
Her eyes wavered. But she squeezed them shut.
"Hah..."
She looked fragile, but she was tough. Willing to sacrifice her virginity, even.
"...Fine. Let's see how long you last. Fair warning: this is just the beginning."
Crackle.
I shoved my lightning-charged cock—brain-dick for short—into her pussy.
"Hngggh!"
Ok-jeong flopped like a fish. Red virgin blood flowed from her pussy, pooling on the floor.
"Ugh... Uuugh..."
Crackle-crackle.
As I pulled out, blue lightning sparked.
I rammed back in.
I wouldn't go this far with a normal girl, but she'd killed me once. No mercy.
Squelch-squelch, I pounded her pussy while zapping continuously.
"Grraaah!!"
At first, her walls clenched hard with each zap, but now they loosened, grip weakening.
'Hmm... This has its own charm.'
Sexual Sensitivity Amplification
Vitality continuously depleted.
I activated Sexual Sensitivity Amplification. Just how long could Ok-jeong endure?
I hung Ok-jeong from the ceiling. Bound in rope, her right leg was forcibly hoisted up, exposing her pussy. Beneath her neat white pubic hair, her womanhood was red and swollen.
Her gaping pussy, unable to close, drooled fluids.
I pressed my cock to it. With a squelch, the glans burrowed inside.
"Ah... Ahhng..."
Speechless and delirious, she could barely speak.
Crackle-crackle!
I zapped again as I thrust in. No reaction—it felt like fucking a sex toy.
Afterward, I used a potion to restore her stamina.
Eight hours since Ok-jeong lost her virginity and began her ravishment. She was tougher than I'd thought. Gasping in pleasure, yet not a word about why she'd poisoned me.
"Haa! Ah! Aaaah!"
Slam! Thud! Thud!
I hammered her from behind with force. Her ass rippled with each impact of my lower abdomen.
"Time to talk already."
I dripped hot wax onto her snow-white back as I spoke.
"Heeek!"