Chapter 34
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 34
Chapter Title: Stuck
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I opened my eyes on the bed, where the heat from last night still lingered.
On either side of me, two women lay tangled together, their bodies smeared with semen and sweat. The thick, musky scent of aroused females stung my nose.
I carefully extracted my arms and grabbed my smartphone from the nightstand.
Out of habit, I opened the Apocalypse Gallery.
Praise for my videos was still mixed with insults, but a few posts stood out.
"Biting Lord, upload more videos when I ask nicely, bro."
"You're posting less lately. This guy's not dead, right?"
"If you think he should post one video a day, upvote lol."
Do they think I'm their personal AV star or something?
Maybe I should toss them a bone.
As I scrolled while pondering, one title made my heart skip a beat.
Title: Found Biting Lord's Bunker Location.
(Photo of moldy bread)
Can I just cut off the moldy parts and eat this? I'm starving and this is all I've got. Picked it up near my house convenience store, expired by 2 months.
"..."
A wave of relief and exasperation hit me at once.
It was just clickbait. The comments were already a mess.
This guy's got talent for bait lol.
Idiot, pulling aggro like this means Biting Lord won't post;;
Just eat the mold and die lol.
It wasn't a big deal, but it was enough to put me on alert.
There had to be some real crazies in the community actually trying to track me down. From now on, I'd have to be more careful with outdoor shoots—blur the backgrounds completely or something.
I sorted out my thoughts and opened my messages, sending one to Ha-rin.
[When are you getting here? If you're too late, I won't open the door.]
No reply right away, probably. It wasn't my loss if she couldn't make it to the bunker anyway.
I got out of bed and headed to Room 1.
Cracking the door open, Sua was deep in sleep, her breathing soft and steady.
Her forehead felt cooler when I touched it—the fever had broken quite a bit.
"Good."
I quietly closed the door without waking her. On a day like today, letting her rest fully was the best call.
A clattering sound came from the kitchen.
It was Ji-eun.
She was prepping breakfast in a loose short-sleeved tee and tiny shorts.
I crept up behind her on silent feet.
Focused on cooking, she had no idea I was there.
Bent over trimming ingredients, her plump ass stuck out invitingly. The thin fabric of her shorts clung to its full, springy curves, outlining everything.
I couldn't hold back.
I grabbed her waist and yanked her shorts and panties down to her knees in one go.
"Eek?!"
Ji-eun jolted in shock, trying to turn around, but I pinned her ass down firmly.
"Stay still. Time for morning exercise."
"O-Oppa...? Doing this out of nowhere..."
"Quiet."
Smooth cheeks filled my view, parted just enough to reveal her pink slit.
A bit dry from the morning, but her pussy twitched and leaked nectar the moment my fingers brushed it.
"What? Already wet before I even do anything?"
"Ngh...!"
I skipped foreplay and pressed my cock against her from behind.
Rubbing the tip along her entrance to line up.
"Going in."
Squish!
"Haaang! It hurts...! Too big...!"
Ji-eun gripped the counter, her legs trembling.
Without any warmup, her inner walls clamped down tight around me. The intense pressure only amplified the pleasure.
"Hoo... Good morning, Ji-eun."
I gripped her hips and started thrusting slowly.
Slap, squelch.
The sounds of flesh meeting flesh and her pussy gripping me echoed through the kitchen.
Bent over, Ji-eun had to take my rhythm.
Each movement made her massive tits swing inside her shirt, bumping and bouncing off the counter.
"Keep cooking. I'm hungry."
"Hngg...! H-How... like this... ngh!"
"You can. Just don't stop your hands."
I chuckled mischievously and smacked her ass cheek with my palm.
Smack!
"Aang! That hurts!"
"Quit whining. Your ass is so spankable, it's addictive."
A red handprint bloomed vividly on her pale skin. The sight was so lewd my cock hardened even more.
I mixed in spanks to ramp up the tempo.
Smack! Slap! Slap! Smack!
"Aaang! Oppa! Ang...! The stew... the stew's boiling...! Oh god!"
"Hang in there a bit longer."
Her walls grew slicker by the thrust. The initial tightness gave way to gooey nectar lubing my pistoning cock.
Her thick, juicy body rocked back and forth under my power.
"Like it? Getting fucked first thing in the morning?"
"Y-Yes... So good... Haaang! Your cock... it's so hot...!"
Ji-eun threw her head back, moaning loudly.
The kitchen heat mixed with our body heat, turning everything steamy.
I hugged her waist tighter and drove in deep.
"Ji-eun, time for breakfast in your lower mouth. Special menu today!"
"Cum inside! Fill... my pussy...!"
I battered her womb entrance and unleashed.
Splurt! Spluuurt!
"Haaaang! My belly... so full...! Heuk... Nyaaah!"
Ji-eun clutched the counter, squeezing her thighs as she climaxed.
Her pussy milked every drop from my cock.
We caught our breath like that, still connected, for a good while.
"Haa... haa..."
When I slowly pulled out, white cum drooled down her thighs to the floor.
"Thanks for the meal."
I stroked her ass once more and pulled up her pants.
Ji-eun slumped to the floor, legs limp, panting.
"F-Food... ready soon..."
"Take your time. Don't push it."
A bit later, breakfast was laid out on the living room table.
Reheated beef brisket soybean paste stew from last night, kimchi, seasoned bean sprouts, spinach, and freshly grilled ham. Simple, but perfect home cooking.
So-yeon, Ye-jin, and So-hee shuffled out with messy hair and took their seats.
"Let's eat."
After a hearty meal, things to do came to mind.
I scooped a piece of leftover tofu into a small bowl, grabbed a bottle of water and a protein bar.
"Be back soon."
I headed to the third basement level.
Opening the iron door, cold air greeted me.
Minju was still right there.
The water bottle and protein bar wrapper I'd tossed her yesterday lay scattered on the floor.
Guess she wants to live.
Her mouth might rebel, but survival instinct always wins.
Even as I dragged a chair over and sat, Minju didn't look up. Back turned to the wall, completely ignoring me.
"Hey, Kang Minju."
"..."
"Protein bar tasty? That one's on the edge of expiring—stomach okay?"
She ignored my taunt.
But the slight twitch of her shoulders gave her away.
"Makes sense. Hard to taste anything in a room stinking of piss and shit."
I shoved the bowl through the bars.
A soft chunk of tofu sat inside.
"Look at this. Tofu. They say prisoners get tofu, right?"
Minju glanced over her shoulder at it. After gnawing on hard protein bars all day, that creamy tofu must look like heaven.
Her eyes wavered.
I smirked and reached in.
Then squished the tofu with my finger.
Squish.
The white block crumbled into unrecognizable mush under my grip.
"Ah..."
A small sigh escaped Minju's lips.
I showed her my tofu-smeared finger.
"Keep holding out like that."
"..."
"Right now I'm feeding you and waiting patiently, but later? Beg all you want, won't give you shit. Too late by then."
I took back the bowl of ruined tofu. Never planned to give it anyway.
"Think it over. Live comfy outside, or rot in here."
I turned away coldly.
I felt her piercing gaze on my back—anger, regret, fear? Didn't matter.
Either way, she was breaking.
Back on the first floor, a hum came from the utility room.
Whirr-.
The dryer running.
Opening the door, Ye-jin was pulling laundry out.
Basket on the floor, she bent over rummaging inside the machine.
That ass view instantly reminded me of my morning fun with Ji-eun.
I snuck up and smacked her ass.
Smack!
"Kyaa!"
Ye-jin flinched and tried to turn.
I pressed her waist down and kept kneading her cheeks.
"Stay still."
"O-Oppa...?"
She seemed flustered for a second, then got the hint and relaxed.
Slipping into character right away.
"Oh no... My body's... stuck inside... can't get out... ngh..."
She shoved her upper body deeper into the dryer, thrusting her ass back at me.
Legs spread wide, wiggling to tempt me.
Quick on the uptake, as always.
"Huh? Stuck and can't get out? Guess I'll have to help."
I yanked down her training shorts.
Smooth ass and pussy exposed.
"Haaang... Oppa... hurry..."
Ye-jin ground back against me, whining.
I slid right into her from behind without hesitation.
Squish!
"Heuuk! It's in... Oppa's cock..."
Different feel from Ji-eun.
Ji-eun was heavy and full, but Ye-jin had this chewy, clinging grip.
And she was proactive.
Every time I thrust, she rolled her hips to tease my cock.
"You're good. Real good."
"Hehe... I'll do... whatever Oppa likes..."
"Sneaky vixen."
I grabbed her waist and picked up speed.
Slap! Slap! Thud!
The dryer rattled from the force.
"Ang! Oppa! Yes...! Fucking me like this... feels even better!"
Ye-jin threw herself into the roleplay, crying out.
Her walls milked my cock, sending waves of pleasure.
"Ye-jin, cumming!"
"Hrggk...! Cum in my pussy!"
I slammed deep and flooded her.
Spluuurt! Splurt!
"Hogok?! Ehuk... haa... so full... hehe."
Ye-jin collapsed, legs giving out.
As I pulled my cock from her pussy, I thought:
Minju down in the basement would soon be like this too—crazy for my cock, moaning her heart out.
And that day wasn't far off.