Offering Panties to Kang Cheonhu
"Guh!"
Miyeon gritted her teeth, suppressing her shame as she approached Kang Cheonhu. The only way to escape this humiliation even a little faster was to act quickly and push past the mortifying moment.
"Heh heh heh. Come to offer your panties, have you?"
Kang Cheonhu grinned at Miyeon's flushed face. Seeing the haughty Sword Princess, once revered as nobility itself, reduced to shuffling toward him for this utterly pathetic act filled him with delight.
"Haa... guh!"
Miyeon let out a sigh, clenched her teeth, and reached down with both hands to grip the sides of her panties. Bending at the waist, she yanked them down in one swift motion. She had to strip them off anyway—might as well do it fast and get it over with.
Shlick—!
Her panties slid down her smooth legs like silk, dropping in an instant. The moment they fell, her plump, perfectly shaped ass came into view, along with the crease between her thighs and the thick bush of black pubic hair sprouting there. She clamped her legs together to hide her pussy as best she could, but bending over made her juicy labia slip out from between, peeking teasingly—no helping that.
The men who caught a glimpse of her pussy from the perfect angle smirked lewdly, their faces twisting into sleazy grins.
"Haa... haa... h-here."
"Heh heh heh. Good girl."
Miyeon lifted one foot to step out of her panties. With one hand covering her crotch and the other holding out the garment, she offered it to him. Kang Cheonhu snatched it roughly from her grasp. The sporty panties she'd just been wearing were now in his possession.
"Heh heh heh. Nice and warm. And soaked with pussy juice, huh? You slutty bitch."
Freshly stripped, Miyeon's panties still radiated her body heat. Kang Cheonhu savored the lingering warmth as he chuckled in satisfaction. And there, sticky and glistening in the crotch, was a thick smear of her arousal.
"Heh heh heh. Pubes too."
"Guh...!"
Examining her panties briefly, Kang Cheonhu spotted the black pubic hairs clinging to the fabric. Watching him inspect her most intimate item up close right in front of her intensified Miyeon's humiliation. It wasn't her body being directly violated, but seeing him toy with the panties she'd worn moments ago felt degrading beyond words.
"Th-that's enough now, right? Satisfied?"
"Heh heh heh. Yeah, we're done. Get lost."
As Miyeon asked with a face twisted in shame, Kang Cheonhu dismissed her. Biting her lip, she snatched her denim hot pants from the floor and pulled them on. Her lower half was covered again, but the brief exposure—even of her panties—burned with humiliation.
Kang Cheonhu pulled a small ziplock bag from his pocket, stuffed her panties inside, and sealed it tight—like he was preserving a precious treasure. Seeing this fresh wave of shame washed over Miyeon. Her secret garment, stained with her juices and pubes, was now his property.
"......"
"Heh heh heh. Your turn now, slut."
As Miyeon staggered back, Ye-eun stepped forward next. Already braced for the disgrace, she said nothing, simply squeezing her eyes shut and silently sliding her panties down.
Sliide—!
Ye-eun's panties glided down her wide hips and thick, sensual thighs. She stepped out, exposing her massive, round, beautifully shaped ass and the fluffy silver bush to the crowd of men.
"......Here."
"Heh heh heh. Even your panties are juicy as hell."
Ye-eun handed over her light purple lace panties. Like Miyeon's, they were still warm to the touch. Kang Cheonhu fondled them with a satisfied smirk.
"Heh heh heh. Saintess, my ass—your panties are drenched in pussy juice and covered in pubes."
"......Guh."
Of course, Ye-eun's were sticky with arousal and stray hairs too. Called out on it, she endured the shame with a flushed expression, hurriedly pulling on her hot pants and retreating from Kang Cheonhu.
He took out the ziplock again and added her panties to the collection.
"Ughhh."
"Heh heh heh. You're the Hero, aren't you? Quit your sniveling."
Last but not least was Serin. The thought of offering her panties to Kang Cheonhu was so horrific she was already whimpering pitifully. To him, her tearful face was just another amusement.
"Uuugh... huuugh... kuh."
But crying wouldn't end the ordeal. Serin was still green, but she was a hero—she had to act like an adult. Swallowing her sobs, she gripped her panties and began easing them down bit by bit.
"Hahk! Uuugh!"
Unlike Miyeon and Ye-eun's composed strips, Serin's trembling and whimpering turned the simple task into a drawn-out spectacle. Her shaky hands and quivering body made it fumbling and slow. Thanks to that, not just Kang Cheonhu but the porters too got a leisurely eyeful: her fluffy pink pubic bush, cute peach-like ass, slender thighs and calves, and the pussy lips peeking from her crotch slit.
"Heh heh heh. Pink hair, pink pubes—figures."
"Ughu hu. So pretty and cute. That pussy looks tight as fuck."
"Kukuku. Girls like that's the chewy kind, they say."
The porters leered at Serin stripping, spewing vulgar filth and cackling among themselves. The lecherous stares and crude banter pouring over her humiliated body only tormented the already struggling girl more.
"Uuugh... uuhk... h-here."
"Heh heh heh. What a childish pair of panties."
Kang Cheonhu muttered as he took Serin's. True enough, they matched her immature personality—pale pink, plain with a little ribbon, coming off as kinda juvenile for her age.
"Uuugh."
But handing her intimate undies to a creep like him—and getting mocked for being childish—crushed Serin further. Her face crumpled into full-blown misery.
"Heh heh heh. Wearing kiddie panties, but soaked in pussy juice and pubes. Some adult you are."
Kang Cheonhu fondled the still-warm fabric, inspecting it. The design was cutesy, sure, but like the others, it was thick with arousal and pink hairs. The near-white pink made the stains and pubes stand out starkly. A mere touch to the crotch revealed the sticky, slick feel of her juices.
"Heh heh heh. Good enough. Scram."
Kang Cheonhu smirked in satisfaction, zipping Serin's panties into the bag too. He'd claimed the ultimate spoil from this raid—the Team Valkyrie panty collection. No monster drop could match it; he beamed with pride.
"Ughhuk."
Serin fled from Kang Cheonhu, hands clamped over her pussy, sobbing outright. No matter that it was unavoidable—stripping bare-assed in front of everyone, flashing her pussy even a peek, left her in utter mortification.
(Guh... Miyeon noona, Ye-eun noona, Serin...)
While Kang Cheonhu and the men ogled Miyeon, Ye-eun, and Serin stripping their panties at leisure, back at Team Tempest's camp, Jinseok alone turned away, eyes squeezed shut, refusing to look. But their anguished voices rang clear in his ears. Clenching his fists, he writhed in mental torment too.