Chapter 1: The Price of Devotion
Here in the Massage Room, I used my hand to stimulate Owen's member to raise his satisfaction points.
Owen called it a "hand...job." A word so perverted I could barely bring myself to say it.
I had done something similar for Siwoo before, but...
Seeing Owen spit out such vulgar words so shamelessly had made me scowl in disgust.
That's right.
Even then, I hadn't bothered to hide my hostility toward him.
After all, since I was already touching his member with my hand, I calculated that he would still be satisfied even if I grimaced.
My calculations weren't wrong. Through my actions, I managed to fill all five of Owen's satisfaction points and successfully cleared the mission.
Owen's semen smeared on my hand.
The nauseating, fishy stench wafting from it.
Owen, looking down at me with smug satisfaction after I helped him ejaculate.
Every single bit of it was utterly repulsive, but I still felt a wave of relief that I had cleared the mission and put an end to it.
But...
Owen didn't leave the Massage Room right away.
Clearly wanting something more, Owen overpowered me.
A heavy, crushing grip clamped down on my wrists.
With brute force, he pinned me down onto the bed.
I was rendered completely helpless, unable to offer even the slightest resistance.
Pinned to the bed, the only thing filling my vision was...
A hideous, vein-bulging shaft. Owen's member.
"No matter how I look at it, Seolbin, you're far too good for Siwoo to keep all to himself."
"G-Guild Leader... The massage is o-over..."
I squeezed out the words through my trembling throat, but...
The Cruise System issued a warning.
VIP Owen is dissatisfied with your attitude! Please watch your behavior!
My heart shrank at the message.
Terrified that my points might be deducted again like last time.
Owen, reading my panic with uncanny accuracy, tested me once more.
He probed me again.
"Hmm. Seolbin, is the massage really over?"
Faced with his relaxed, mocking tone, I...
Had no choice but to shake my head side to side, answering his question.
A silent submission.
Under the coercion of the Cruise, I abandoned my last remaining pride and the chastity I was supposed to keep solely for Siwoo.
The mere thought brought a crushing despair, as if my heart were plunging into an abyss, but...
To save Siwoo, I had no other choice.
Just as I tried to empty my mind...
Slide.
Owen's massive body loomed over me, suffocating me with his sheer weight.
Even though I knew I shouldn't, my reflexes kicked in, and I tried to push him away.
But his body was rock-hard. It was entirely different from Siwoo's, which was comfortably soft.
That difference alone felt utterly alien, but...
The mere thought of that hideous thing entering me was so terrifying that tears welled up in my eyes.
But... I refused to let this man see me cry.
Close your eyes.
Keep your mouth shut.
I steeled my resolve, but...
The foreign sensation of that hot, rigid mass pushing into my lower abdomen was something I...
Could not endure.
A sound escaped my lips.
"Ahhn!"
I thought I had grown used to it from my intimacy with Siwoo... but this feeling was completely different.
A hard, burning intrusion relentlessly forced its way inside me.
My thighs trembled violently from the pain and sheer humiliation of it all.
Goosebumps broke out across my skin... and my lower abdomen throbbed.
If Owen started moving his hips now...
Thud!
"Ah, ahh!!"
I couldn't hold it back; a sharp moan spilled from my lips.
Did my moan stimulate him even further?
Panting heavily, he began to thrust his hips with increasing speed.
No...
I hate this so much...
Sickened to the point of wanting to die, I tried to raise my hands to push him away, but...
He held both of my wrists pinned down, rendering me completely immobile. He paused, staring down at me as if savoring my helplessness.
His smug composure only deepened my humiliation, but...
As he paused his thrusts...
My core began to burn hotter and hotter.
N-No, not this!!!
Drip.
Something wet and slick began to leak from my crevice.
Why did it have to happen now, of all times...
It was so embarrassing.
I didn't want to think about anything.
I didn't want to feel anything.
Though my brow furrowed in distress, I could only close my eyes tight and endure. Even as my lower body was violently shaken.
All I could see was darkness.
No. That wasn't true.
I wasn't alone.
Even with my eyes closed, I could still see Siwoo through my status screen.
Even if it was just a minimi reflecting his emotions.
Soon, a small, cute minimi of Siwoo appeared before my eyes.
The crew-exclusive skill, Captain Minimi. Since I could summon it on my status screen, I could see Siwoo even in this pitch-black darkness.
Looking at the minimi, which captured every single one of Siwoo's features...
My heart warmed.
Just looking at it brought me comfort.
Especially since the minimi, reflecting Siwoo's actual emotions, wore a deeply worried expression.
Yes.
I wasn't alone.
I was enduring this for Siwoo, and Siwoo was anxious for me in return.
Just a little longer.
...
But...
Siwoo's minimi began to make that strange expression again.
A heavily flushed face.
An expression that looked as if he were breathing heavily.
Siwoo was supposed to be worried about me... He was definitely making that face just a moment ago...
But now, the minimi's expression was undeniably... mixed with arousal...
Grimacing so hard, yet clearly aroused...
Why on earth...?
...
Could it be...
That thing Owen mentioned...
Does Siwoo have it too...?
How could he...
No. It can't be.
I desperately tried to deny the thoughts creeping into my mind, turning my eyes away from Siwoo's minimi.
Owen pinned Han Seolbin down and admired her private parts.
Han Seolbin, the S-class hunter known as the 'Ice Empress' and coveted by every man alive, possessed an incredibly pristine core.
As if proving her high status, her smooth flesh was completely hairless.
Her perfectly shaped labia majora and minora framed a tight crevice that was firmly shut, as if refusing to allow any intrusion.
A noble, mouth-watering sight. He couldn't just stand there and look at such a masterpiece.
Owen brought the tip of his shaft close to Seolbin's entrance.
At that moment...
Flinch.
Seolbin instinctively tried to press her thighs together. It was an involuntary reaction born of sheer tension.
Owen found her reaction incredibly endearing.
She had a boyfriend, Siwoo, so she couldn't be a virgin, but her reaction was exactly like that of an inexperienced woman, which made it all the more thrilling.
His own shaft began to leak pre-ejaculate, as if salivating at the sight of her pristine core.
Like a beast before its prey.
Owen feasted his eyes on Seolbin's pale flesh and inner thighs before pushing his tip inside.
"Ah! It's in!"
An exclamation of pure awe escaped his lips.
Even though he had only inserted the very tip, the sheer tightness was overwhelming.
Savoring that incredible pressure, Owen pushed his entire thick shaft deep into Seolbin's passage.
"Ahhn! N-No..."
Seolbin couldn't hold back her moans. However, her protests only served to fuel Owen's arousal.
Owen relished her reaction, focusing all his senses on the exquisite feeling of her tight interior.
Her vaginal walls clamped down hard on his shaft even when he remained still. As if that weren't enough, her inside was incredibly warm.
A sensation so sweet it felt like his mind would melt.
He had bedded countless women, but he had never experienced anything like this.
Owen concluded that Seolbin was far superior to any woman he had ever had.
He reached that conclusion after just a single penetration.
Moreover... her ideally curved body lay stretched out before him, her voluptuous breasts completely filling his vision.
Having sex with Han Seolbin wasn't just a mechanical act of physical friction.
It was a transcendent experience that fully satisfied a man's five senses.
The pleasure was so intense that Owen felt lightheaded, as if he were completely under Seolbin's spell.
Even though she was squeezing her eyes shut in deep humiliation, her mere presence and tight core were enough to make any man lose his mind.
Owen paused his movements for a moment, gazing down at her as if admiring a priceless work of art.
And then...
Squish.
Owen felt a slick, wet sensation where their bodies joined.
It was, without a doubt, her arousal fluid.
A wicked smirk spread across Owen's face. Her tight grip was already incredible, but now she was dripping wet.
Since she was producing so much lubrication, he would be able to savor her tight passage even more thoroughly.
Owen felt a massive rush of dopamine, his blood pumping furiously through his veins.
But...
Calm down. It would be rude to rush through a woman as magnificent as this.
Owen forced himself to rein in his raging excitement.
Just looking at her is this fun. I should show her some courtesy so she can enjoy this too.
That way, I can keep coming back to taste her again and again.
Owen began to move his hips once more.
Squish! Squirt!
The friction of their bodies generated a wet, lewd sound.
