Chapter 16
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: Biting Lord
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The soft glow of indirect lighting tickled my eyelids.
The spot next to me was empty when I groped around.
Only the messy stains from last night's frenzy remained on the bed sheets.
Dried semen and love juices had crusted over, making the fabric stiff under my fingertips.
"Mm..."
My back ached as I sat up.
No wonder. I'd rolled around like beasts with three of them all night long. Being perfectly fine would be the weird part.
Faint clattering from the living room and the women's laughter drifted in.
I leaned against the headboard and grabbed my smartphone out of habit.
First thing I checked was, of course, the Apocalypse Gallery.
The video I'd uploaded yesterday: "Harem Kingdom Construction Complete."
Wow... fuck, got nothing to say. This our country? Nah, country's already fucked.
Those moans are insanely hot. Massive upvote.
Bro, no need for guys? I'll do anything you say...
↳ You're so consistent lol
Dude, those chicks doing it willingly? Even desperate to live, who'd sell their body like that??
↳ Feed 'em and house 'em—who'd say no? I'd spread too, dumbass.
↳ Fr lmao
That ass tho
The reactions were scorching hot.
A chaotic melting pot of jealousy, envy, and raw desire.
Before I knew it, everyone had settled on a nickname for me.
Biting Lord.
I chuckled and skimmed the post list when one title jumped out.
Biting Lord, you bastard
Clicked it, thinking it was some diss.
The content was unexpected.
Yeah, you're the shit, fuck. Rich, got a bunker, banging three chicks—I'll acknowledge it all, living the high life and everything.
Just please upload porn regularly... fuck...
Only jerk-off material I've got left is your videos...
Tired of the old porn now...
Without that realness from your stuff, nothing gets me going...
I beg you, you bastard... no, bro, please...
A desperate post starting with curses and ending in pleas.
The comments were a spectacle too.
Agreed, jealous af but top-tier fap material.
Next time cosplay or theme? Like ripping stockings in nurse outfits...
No porn left, recommend one? Shota Perri Bochuamta or whatever.
↳ Gay...
↳ Just hold your breath for 10 mins...
↳ Just die already pls.
These guys were totally my slaves now.
Hold the food and safety, and wrangling people is this easy.
Even faceless internet losers hanging on my every video.
"Not bad at all."
Maybe I should upload regularly.
Nothing to do in the bunker but eat, sleep, and fuck anyway—recording it for worship sounded like prime entertainment.
I grabbed my phone and headed out of the bedroom.
"Oppa! You're up?"
The three women clustered around the kitchen table greeted me warmly.
Sua, So-yeon, and Ji-eun.
All in the loose t-shirts or pajamas I'd bought them, but their figures underneath couldn't be hidden.
Ji-eun especially—no shirt fit right, so it stretched tight, her breasts' curves blatantly on display.
"Yeah. What've you girls been up to?"
"Making breakfast. Waiting for you to wake up so we can eat together."
Sua beamed as she spoke.
Freshly grilled ham, scrambled eggs, steaming rice, and miso soup covered the table.
I pulled out a chair, sat, and showed them my phone screen.
"Check this out. You girls are starlets now."
"Huh? What?"
So-yeon leaned over to peek.
Her face flushed as she read the "Biting Lord, you bastard" post and comments.
"Whoa... people are going nuts begging for more videos..."
"For real? They see our bodies and... jerk off?"
Ji-eun asked, shyly covering her chest.
"Yup. Your figures are killer. Ji-eun, you especially—see 'em calling you a 'milk cow'?"
"Eek... Milk cow? That's mean..."
Ji-eun pouted, but she didn't seem that upset. For a former internet tough girl, this attention probably felt good.
"So, should I keep filming and posting sometimes? You'll cooperate, right?"
They exchanged glances, and Sua spoke for them.
"If Oppa wants it, we have to... But you gotta blur our faces, okay?"
"Obviously. Gotta protect my princesses' info."
I patted Sua's ass and picked up my spoon.
"Alright, let's eat."
Breakfast was peaceful.
Hard to believe last night's orgy with the wholesome vibe.
I watched Ji-eun across from me while eating.
Her cheeks puffed hamster-like as she chewed. Every bite made her breasts rest on the table, jiggling and stealing my gaze.
"Ji-eun, why was your nickname 'Halmeonirearka Doduk'? Doesn't match your looks at all."
She choked mid-bite, coughing.
"Cough! Ack! Uh... well..."
She sipped water, face red, voice tiny.
"Just... wanted to seem tough online. Got ignored IRL all the time... Thought acting crazy online would keep people away..."
"That's why all the double curses?"
"Ugh... Yeah... Sorry..."
Shy nerd cosplaying a badass online.
The gap was hilarious—I burst out laughing.
"Cute. No need to act tough here. Oppa's got you covered."
"Yeah... Thanks, Oppa..."
Ji-eun grinned wide. Her squinted smile was pretty charming.
After eating, we did rock-paper-scissors for dish duty.
"No rematch—rock-paper-scissors!"
Sua: scissors. So-yeon: rock. Ji-eun: paper.
Tied and tense.
"Again! Rock-paper-scissors!"
Sua and I scissors; So-yeon and Ji-eun paper.
"Yes! I win!"
Sua cheered.
So-yeon and Ji-eun grumbled off to the sink.
Sua and I lounged on the sofa with coffee.
"Oppa, what're we doing later?"
Sua leaned on my shoulder.
"Dunno. Post-meal digestion? Game round?"
"Game? Like that fighter last time?"
"Nah, four players now—something we can all do. Party game, like board games."
"Ooh, sounds fun!"
So-yeon and Ji-eun returned from dishes.
I fired up the console and loaded a four-player party game.
Roll dice to move on the map, mini-games on landing spots.
Character select.
Sua: princess. So-yeon: fairy. Ji-eun: fat mushroom.
"Sis, why mushroom?"
Ji-eun fidgeted at So-yeon's question.
"Cuz... it's cute..."
Probably matched her build most, but I didn't say it.
Game on.
"I'm winning this!"
Sua rolled enthusiastically: 5.
"Yes!"
My turn: 3.
So-yeon: 6. Ji-eun: 1.
"Aww... 1..."
Ji-eun pouted.
Game got intense fast.
Not just luck—steal coins, set traps, friendship-ruining stuff.
"Ack! So-yeon unnie! Why steal mine?!"
"Sorry, game's ruthless."
So-yeon smirked, looting Sua's coins. Gamer blood ran true.
Ji-eun sucked at it.
Fumbled every mini-game, always dead last.
Motion-sensing ones? Her huge tits were obstacles.
"Kyaa! Can't see!"
Shaking the controller made them bounce, blocking view or arms.
Too funny and hot—hard to focus.
"Ji-eun, hold your tits. Earthquake incoming."
"Eek... They won't stay still..."
Ji-eun panted, face red. Sweat beaded in her cleavage, visible through the t-shirt.
We laughed and chatted through rounds.
So-yeon crushed it; Ji-eun last.
"Penalty! Loser penalty!"
Sua yelled excitedly.
"What for?"
So-yeon grinned slyly.
"Write names with your ass?"
"Nice. Ji-eun, do it."
Ji-eun looked mortified.
"M-Me? For real...?"
"Yup. Winner takes all."
Ji-eun shuffled to the TV.
Turned, stuck out her ass.
"Park... Ji... Eun..."
She wiggled side to side spelling it.
Huge cheeks jiggled like pudding. Thin pajama pants showed panty lines clearly.
"Pfft hahaha! Good job!"
We clapped and giggled.
Ji-eun, tomato-faced, fled to the sofa.
Game over—dusk already.
Quick ramen, then everyone drowsy.
Last night's madness plus daytime games—exhausted makes sense.
Sua nodding off. So-yeon half-lidded. Ji-eun staring blankly at ceiling.
"Early bed tonight, girls."
"Mmkay...? You too, Oppa?"
Sua rubbed her eyes.
"Wiped out too. Overdid it yesterday."
"Aw... Wanted to sleep together..."
Sua smacked her lips, but she was beat too.
After pounding like that, no shredded pussies was a win.
"Separate rooms tonight. Recharge for tomorrow."
"Got it... Night, Oppa."
Sua pecked my cheek first.
"Goodnight, Oppa."
So-yeon bowed. Ji-eun awkwardly stood and nodded.
"Sleep well..."
They scattered to guest rooms.
Sua: Room 1. So-yeon: 2. Ji-eun: 3.
Doors clicked shut down the hall.
Quiet returned to the vast living room.
I sank deep into the sofa, eyes closed.
So still.
But not the barren silence of solitude.
Comfort from knowing women waited beyond those doors.
This bunker wasn't just survival anymore.
My kingdom. My desire playground.
"Hoo..."
Fatigue hit.
Good kind, though.
What tomorrow? Laugh at community reactions, nap on Ji-eun's massive tits.
Or group bath, washing each other.
Whatever I want.
I stood, headed to my room.
King bed for one after so long.
Roomy for rolling, but oddly empty.
Who'd wake me first tomorrow? Sua probably. Or surprisingly Ji-eun.
Anticipation buzzing, I flopped onto the bed.
The plush mattress cradled my weary body.
Perfect end to a perfect day.