A Devastating Compromise
I couldn't calm my trembling fingertips... Even when active with Siwoo, I had never been this shaken...
Standing before Owen, whose crotch bulged prominently... I felt as if I had reverted to my old, timid self from before I met Siwoo.
Back to the days when others called me a witch and kept their distance.
Back to when I was so tense that I couldn't control my magic, causing accidents left and right.
But if there was one difference between then and now...
It wasn't the fear of using magic that terrified me now, but rather being shaken by the lust harboring inside this man.
My heart pounded wildly, and my face burned hot.
What on earth should I do...?
Calm down.
Honestly, I expected this level of reaction.
It's a physiological response any man could have. When I discussed this with Siwoo yesterday, I resolved myself to at least let him touch my thighs.
Siwoo gave me his permission for that resolve, too.
Yes. This is all to save my Siwoo.
Slowly. Let's compose myself and do this.
I calmed my trembling hands and forced them forward, reaching toward Owen's upper body. The only saving grace was that he had his eyes closed.
So, let's ignore that bulging crotch and focus on the massage.
Press...
Press...
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Yet, despite massaging him with all my might, Owen's satisfaction points didn't budge.
As time ticked away, anxiety began to claw at me...
A bead of cold sweat rolled down my forehead.
Did he sense the desperation in my touch? Owen opened his closed eyes and spoke to me.
"Miss Seolbin. I think that's enough for the massage."
"G-Guild Leader!"
"Why so flustered, Miss Seolbin? I am quite satisfied with your massage."
"B-but...!"
"Look here."
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Owen...
He pointed at his own crotch as he spoke to me.
At first, I thought I was seeing things... but he was unmistakably pointing a finger at his lower half.
Even though I had prepared myself, my mind went completely blank.
"Is this enough to prove my satisfaction? Well then, I shall take my leave."
Despite committing such a shameless act as pointing to his erect member, he made a move to return to his room.
A contradictory action that didn't match his aroused state.
No...
Perhaps he was waiting for me to be more proactive.
He must have realized that Siwoo and I are in a desperate situation. Surely...
He was the former leader of the Baeksang Guild, one of the top hunter guilds. He was bound to be incredibly sharp.
Yes. He was a difficult opponent from the very beginning. Not someone I could easily deceive. I have to steel myself even more.
Summoning every ounce of my courage, I forced my mouth open.
"Guild Leader. There is... something more I want to show you!"
"Oh? What is it?"
"P-please, lie back down for a moment!"
"Haha. To think I'd see our Miss Seolbin being so proactive... Very well. Show me."
Seeing his disgusting smile made my stomach churn. But I had to do it.
Fortunately, I succeeded in stopping him and getting him to lie down again... Now, I would execute what I had planned.
I've thought this through.
Siwoo...
Siwoo permitted this much.
I carefully climbed onto the back of the prone Owen. Positioning myself so that my thighs pressed against him...
An hour before midnight.
Seolbin was still alone in the Massage Room with Owen.
Just thinking about it made my temples throb with pain... yet my damn brain kept conjuring up bizarre, vivid fantasies.
Seolbin, straddling that bastard Owen, her bare thighs exposed beneath her short uniform miniskirt.
Her thighs unmistakably pressing against Owen's flesh.
With a heavily flushed face, Seolbin presses down on Owen's back, leaning her full body weight into him...
Please.
I want to stop.
I want to stop these crazy delusions.
I clutched my head with both hands, desperate to block it out. But it was only temporary. The taboo-fueled fantasies continued to flood my mind.
My cock swelled, seizing the leash of my sanity.
Rather than being swayed by such an absurd, twisted desire, it might actually be easier to just ejaculate and get it over with.
Yeah.
Let's just do that.
Right then.
VIP Owen is highly satisfied with Han Seolbin's actions!
VIP Satisfaction has reached 5 points!
!!!!!!!!!!!
Through some kind of act, Owen's satisfaction had reached 5 points. For a brief moment, a wave of relief washed over my tightly wound heart, but it was instantly replaced by a suffocating anxiety over what exactly Seolbin had done.
It's fine.
It doesn't matter anymore.
The VIP Satisfaction Mission is over.
I just need to teleport to the Massage Room and blow that bastard's head off.
If a VIP is harmed within the Cruise Ship, their Satisfaction Points will be deducted!
Fuck.
It's infuriating, but I have to put that on hold.
Let's calm down first. It's possible that bastard didn't actually do anything insidious to Seolbin.
Once I confirm everything with her and Owen gets off the cruise, it won't be too late to act then.
For now, let's head to the Massage Room immediately. Just as I was about to stand up with that thought, another message from the Cruise System popped up.
VIP Owen is highly satisfied with Han Seolbin!
VIP Satisfaction has exceeded the maximum of 5 points, earning 1 bonus point!
VIP Satisfaction has reached 6 points!
??????
A message that felt like a blunt blow to the back of my head. I stood frozen, chewing over the words floating before my eyes.
The phrasing was different...
Until now, it had said VIP Owen was satisfied with Han Seolbin's actions.
But this new message about the bonus point stated that he was satisfied with Han Seolbin herself.
The rage sparked by that subtle distinction was more than I could bear. My body, which had relaxed upon knowing the life-threatening mission was temporarily resolved, rapidly heated up again.
All kinds of delusions exploded in my head, churning violently.
The image of that bastard Owen taking a massive bite of Seolbin's breast, coating it in his saliva.
The image of Owen forcing Seolbin to her knees, shoving his cock deep into her mouth.
The image of Owen spreading Seolbin's thighs apart and thrusting his cock inside her.
Anger and lust intertwined, swirling through my mind alongside those forbidden, taboo scenes.
Was this a self-defense mechanism to escape reality? Or was my body simply unable to handle an overload it had never experienced before?
Instinctively, my hand drifted down to my crotch.
A desperate attempt to find stability by releasing semen through masturbation.
Yes.
Perhaps this was an instinctive physical reaction to calm myself down.
Yes.
Jerking off while imagining Seolbin being fucked by Owen was purely an act for my own well-being.
My hand made contact with the skin of my cock.
The surface of my small shaft was already coated in a slick, slippery fluid. Pre-cum.
I had held back for far too long.
Imagining myself inserting it into Seolbin, I began to stroke my cock.
Her pussy was always so incredibly tight.
Even though my cock was small...
Her pussy would clamp down on it so snugly. Recalling that sensation made it impossible to hold back.
Semen surged to the very tip of my urethra.
Splurt!
Splurt!
Everything has become an absolute mess...
I only intended to let that man, Owen, go as far as my thighs...
I really...
I really didn't think it would come to this.
How am I supposed to tell Siwoo...? What kind of face should I make when I see him...? I really don't know...
As if my heavy heart wasn't enough, the smell of Owen's semen on my palm gradually drifted up to my nose.
It's so foul. Siwoo's never smelled this awful...
Owen's was incredibly thick. The fishy stench tickled my nose, snapping my dazed mind back into sharp, painful focus.
My senses began to return one by one. I felt the stiffness in my shoulders from the repetitive motions.
The lingering sensation on my fingertips where they had touched Owen's hard member made my skin crawl.
Despite the intense revulsion, I forced myself to maintain a neutral expression. Since Owen hadn't left the Massage Room yet,
I desperately wanted to escape this place and wash the semen off my hands... but he spoke to me.
"Miss Seolbin. I am truly grateful that you know how to provide such a service."
"..."
I did my best to ignore his words.
But.
"But Miss Seolbin, I still don't understand. Why go to such lengths for me?"
"..."
"I mean, I'm grateful, but... let's get straight to the point."
"..."
"Siwoo. That guy is into netorase, right?"
Owen uttered a word I had never heard in my life. Sensing that this was something I couldn't just ignore, I replied.
"I-I don't know. I don't know what that is..."
"Ha—as expected of our noble Miss Seolbin."
"..."
"Miss Seolbin, let me educate you as your former Guild Leader. Netorase... it refers to a fetish where one derives sexual arousal from watching or knowing their partner is being embraced by another man."
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A perverted word I was hearing for the first time. Yet, upon hearing Owen's explanation, my heart sank into my stomach.
Because of what I had witnessed earlier while using my hand to stimulate Owen's member...
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VIP Owen is highly satisfied with your handjob!
VIP Satisfaction has reached 5 points!
Captain Minimi (Lv. 1)
Type: Crew Unique Skill
Description: Displays a doll on your status screen that directly reflects the real-time physical and emotional state of the Cruise Ship's Captain.
While I was using my hand to stimulate another man's member, relieving his lust, a small, cute doll had appeared in a corner of my status window.
A minimi modeled after Siwoo. According to the description, this minimi reflected Siwoo's current state...
The strange thing was that the minimi Siwoo's face was heavily flushed.
That incredibly familiar expression... Yes, it was the exact face Siwoo made when we had sex. The face he made when he was highly aroused.
But... why would he make that face now? He should be extremely worried about me right now... I was utterly confused.
I need to get out of here, fast. But that wasn't up to me.
A heavy grip tightened around my wrist. Owen stopped me in my tracks and spoke.
"Miss Seolbin. You didn't think this would be a one-time thing, did you?"
Hearing that chilling voice, I instinctively knew that this ordeal was far from over.