Chapter 7
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: Video
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I'd tossed and turned a bit last night.
It was because of that weird high after kicking out the betrayer, I Ye-jin.
The relief outweighed any lingering unease, and trailing behind that relief was a strange sense of conquest.
The fact that I'd dealt with a rat trying to invade my turf and thoroughly ravaged that female before tossing her out like trash.
It reaffirmed that I was the absolute predator in this bunker—no, in this ruined world.
I groped for my smartphone on the nightstand beside the bed.
Out of habit, I opened the 'Apocalypse Gallery'.
The screen lit up brightly, bringing up the familiar message board.
The post I'd uploaded right before crashing last night.
Title: Trash Disposal Complete (NSFW Warning)
The content was nothing special.
Just a single photo of Ye-jin panting beneath me, her lower half a mess of cum.
A short caption attached: 'Gave a backstabbing bitch a proper lesson and released her. If you're lucky, go pick her up.'
The views were insane.
Way more dislikes than likes, but the comments were already in the hundreds.
I scrolled down, skimming through them.
Whoa, fuck... You really kicked her out? With a body like that? You're insane?
Fuck, how many women do you have that you can just toss one like that away... So fucking jealous shit.
Stop faking it. What kind of situation is it out there that you'd throw away a woman? Go write a novel and fuck off.
Look at that squirting... Fucking hot as hell...
Dumping people and bragging about it, you piece of shit. You'll get the same someday. Karma's coming for you.
Whoa, look at it dripping between her legs... You really creampied her good. Dying of jealousy you fucker.
Whoa... Look at those tits.
Most of it was curses, but mixed in were raw envy, jealousy, and defeat.
I twisted the corner of my mouth upward.
This was it.
Grilling a premium steak or cracking open a 30-year whiskey might get reactions like 'jealous' or 'hungry'—basic stuff.
But women were different.
In this hell where it was kill or be killed, lust was as stimulating as hunger—maybe more so, pumping out dopamine.
They were losing their minds more over my absolute power and sexual pleasure than over starvation.
The gap: they could never touch a woman like that in their lives, but I could fuck her senseless and discard her like trash.
That was grinding their minds to dust.
"Kukuku."
Laughter leaked out on its own.
That's when the door creaked open cautiously.
"Oppa... You up?"
It was Sua.
Her hair neatly combed back, wearing my baggy t-shirt like a dress—it was pretty cute.
Watching Ye-jin get booted yesterday must've scared her straight; her eyes were even more submissive now.
Like a puppy desperate not to be abandoned by its owner.
"Yeah. Hungry."
"Breakfast is all ready. Come eat."
Heading to the living room, a savory aroma hit my nose, stirring my stomach.
On the table: steaming fresh white rice, tuna kimchi stew, and neatly plated rolled omelet.
The stew bubbling away in the earthen pot.
Chunks of yellow egg rolled plump, studded with diced veggies.
Perfect home cooking.
Out there, people stabbed each other over moldy bread crumbs, but here it was so peaceful it bordered on languid.
"Thanks for the meal."
I scooped up some broth with my spoon.
The spicy, hot liquid soothed my empty stomach as it slid down my throat.
Tuna's rich oil perfectly balanced with kimchi's tang.
"Good?"
Sua sat across from me, watching my face carefully as she asked timidly.
"Yeah. Excellent. You could get married off like this."
"Psh... Married? Where to in this fucked-up world."
Sua scratched her cheek bashfully and giggled softly.
She picked up a piece of omelet and placed it on my rice bowl.
Even as I ate, my eyes kept drifting to Sua's nape and the flashes of white thigh peeking from under the loose t-shirt.
Not the violent fuck from yesterday—something thicker, more intense drew me in.
And the board reactions from earlier swirled in my head, egging me on.
Something harder.
Something to make them foam at the mouth.
A still photo wasn't enough. Moving, with sound.
Show them living pleasure—what would they do?
I polished off my bowl, downed some water, and snatched Sua's wrist as she reached to clear the table.
"Sua."
"Yeah? What?"
"Help me digest."
She read the sticky hunger in my eyes; her face flushed red in an instant.
"Now...? Right after eating?"
"Exercise after meals is the most effective. You know that."
I pulled her onto my lap, facing me.
One hand slipped under the t-shirt, kneading her soft belly and side, while the other grabbed my smartphone.
Opened the camera app.
Video mode.
The red record button waited.
"Huh? Oppa, what's that for...?"
Sua freaked, whipping her head away from the lens.
"Stay still. Won't show your face. Don't worry."
"Don't... Embarrassing... You gonna post it like last time?"
"Yeah. You know it's my hobby. And you're so pretty, wanna brag a bit."
I replied shamelessly, grabbing her chin to make her face me.
Sua's pupils shook—wanting to refuse, terrified of upsetting me.
I drove the wedge home.
"Sua. I shelter you, feed you, protect you. Out there, you'd be zombie chow or raped to death in ten minutes—I saved your life."
"......"
"So you can indulge my hobby, right? I'm not asking for anything weird—just recording us fucking. Did I sell you? Beat you?"
Gaslighting.
I knew it was bullshit.
But Sua had no choice. She was an accessory in my world already.
A houseplant or pet that couldn't survive without me.
Sua bit her lip, hesitating, then nodded slowly—resigned, or compelled by duty to please me.
"No face... Promise."
"Of course. Can't have my princess doxxed. Just your pretty body."
I smirked and hit record.
"Say hi. To your master."
Instead of answering, Sua buried her face shyly in my shoulder.
I angled the camera down to her pale thighs and ass.
Roughed the t-shirt up with my hand.
White cotton panties exposed. The girly design only heightened the taboo thrill.
"Cute panties. Take 'em off."
"Mmngh..."
Pulled down to her knees, her pale ass crack and the dark bush covering it filled the lens raw.
Sua's legs trembled.
I held the angle steady, rubbing her plump outer labia with one hand.
My finger tapped her entrance; a moan escaped her lips.
"Hngh... Oppa, your fingers... Cold..."
"They'll heat up soon. Pussy's already wet."
I pulled out my cock, throbbing veins bulging, ready to burst.
The flushed glans dominated the screen—grotesquely huge.
Holding the camera in one hand, I stood awkwardly and pushed between her legs.
"Sua, spread wider. Make it visible. M-legs."
"Hiiing... Too lewd... Embarrassing... You're really filming?"
"Now."
Sua whined but obediently spread her legs wide.
Her pink entrance glistened with juices, twitching invitingly like it was begging me in.
I lined up the tip slowly, so slowly.
"Going in."
"Haahk... Ngh! Big... Nngh!"
The wrinkles of her pussy swallowed my cock, stretching taut—captured perfectly in HD.
Red innards parting for my rough shaft hit my brain visually.
"Ohook...! Ah, ang! So full... Oppa’s too thick... Hngh!"
Sua's moans turned nasal, meltingly sweet.
Bottomed out root-deep; her lower belly even bulged slightly.
Her head snapped back as my cock stabbed her womb.
I adjusted for a close-up of the union.
My thick shaft forcing into her tight hole.
Surrounding flesh flushed red from friction.
"Moving."
Slap. Slap.
I started thrusting my hips.
Slow at first, then faster.
"Aang! Haang! Oppa, Oppa... Hngh! There, hitting there...!"
"Like it? Say it to the camera. How's it feel? Good with cock inside?"
"Ngh! Nngh! Good... So good... Ohook! Cock scratching inside... Heeng!"
Sua gripped the table, shame and pleasure twisting her face as she pushed her ass back further.
Sounds recorded raw.
Squelch, squelch. Thud, thud, thud!
Sticky juices lubing up lewd noises mixed with flesh slapping into an obscene symphony.
"Heek! Haahng...! Nghuut...!"
"Sua's pussy's trying to devour my cock."
I ramped up the hip action.
"Haaang! Gruut...! Ngook...!"
"How's it? Good? Tell me."
"Aaang! Ngh! Ang! O, ohook! Oppa, I... Gonna cum... Weird...!"
"Don't hold back. Just cum. Let it rip."
"Hiiik! Ah, ang! Pussy's weird...! Gruut! Ngiiik!"
Sua threw her head back, convulsing.
Her hole spasmed, milking my cock. Walls rippling, massaging my glans.
That insane pressure pushed me over.
"Hoo! Cumming! Inside!"
I gripped the camera steady, buried deep at her womb mouth, and unloaded.
Spurt, splurt.
Hot cum gushing in sent ecstasy racing up my spine to my brain.
"O, ohook! Hngh! Hot... Inside, full... Hiing...!"
Sua's eyes rolled back, tongue out, panting raggedly. Body squid-writhing then collapsing limp.
I slowly withdrew.
A 'pop' and out it came; white cum mixed with clear juices drooled from her gaping red hole.
Like a cream pie.
I zoomed in tight on the obscene scene.
Her pussy panting, the milky fluid's texture trickling down her thighs.
"Ngh... Haa... Hng..."
"Haa... Haa... Perfect."
I hit stop recording.
Sua sprawled exhausted on the table, heaving.
"Good job. Rest up. Don't forget the pill."
I patted her sweat-slick ass and headed straight to the living room sofa.
My heart pounded.
This was art. The ultimate masterpiece hurled at this shithole world.
I checked the footage.
Crystal clear video, real audio. Sua's melting nasal moans—"ohook", "ngiik"—were killer.
Just listening made my cock twitch again.
No hesitation—I logged into Apocalypse Gallery.
New post.
Title: Morning Workout Smashed (NSFW Warning)
Had a round to digest a hearty breakfast.
Did it with the one left after dumping that bitch yesterday—well-trained, reactions are on another level lol.
She's shy so hid the face.
Video shows it but the grip is no joke. Thought it'd snap my dick.
What'd you do this morning?
Jack off? Oh, too busy fleeing zombies? Lmao.
Watch closely. This is the prophet's privilege.
(Video file attached)
(Creampie close-up photo attached)
[Upload Complete]
Uploaded, I hit refresh instantly.
1 second, 2, 3.
Views exploded.
Comment notifications went berserk. Phone wouldn't stop vibrating.
Whoa fuck... Insane for real. Hotter than porn.
Sound real? Those moans are fucking arousing... Thank god no headphones or I'd be fucked.
Bro I respect you please take me in I'll clean good do anything.
Sound edited? How's a normal girl react like that? Not even AV, 'ohook' sounds real?
Above retard knows jack lol. Real ones make those sounds dumbass. Look at the cock size. Normal reaction.
Morning wood full mast jerked off take responsibility you fuck... Used all the tissue.
Her pussy's top-tier grip sounds intense ㄷㄷ That squelch is crazy.
You fucking bastard!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then one comment jumped out.
You dog fucker because of you I'm gonna die fuck!!!
Played the video without checking sound and the moans blasted loud drawing all the zombies outside!!!!
They're scratching the door going nuts now!!! Windows about to break fuck what do I do!!!! Save me!!!!
I burst out laughing at that comment.
"Puhahaha!"
I rolled on the sofa clutching my stomach. Tears welled up.
No idiot this epic.
Zombie apocalypse over two months in, and blasting porn without volume control?
In zombie central? No lookout?
This was begging to die.
I cackled and replied.
Lololol natural selection dumbass bye won't go far. Earphones next life.
Other users piled on with replies, roasting him.
Darwin award top contender congrats lol.
Retard level real? Survived two months with that IQ impressive af.
Open the door and go easy lol gonna die anyway.
Died seeing good shit last so good death. No regrets.
Can't mute video? Die then gg.
Live up to your name before zombies eat you. Might be a fresh female zombie lol.
Real-time: 'Beauty Zombie Fuck Want's desperate curses, and the mocking replies.
Plus endless praise, jealousy, curses on my video piling up.
The screen chaos was my peak entertainment.
"Ah, this is gold."
I sank deep into the sofa, humming contentedly.
Water sounds from the bathroom—Sua showering.
Peaceful.
And thrilling.
In this bunker, I was a god.
Some jerked to my post, others became zombie bait because of it.
Joy and death hinging on my fingertip.
To savor this perfect pleasure more, new toys needed to arrive soon.
soso, and Halmeonirearka Doduk.
On their way, right?
Especially that big-tits cart thief—what sounds would she make? Already curious.
Anticipation curled my lips up.