Joo Joohye (5)
Joo Joohye (5) — Outer Garden of the Hanmaum Salvation Cult
"I was a rather successful attorney back in the old world."
"Ah, I can certainly see that image in you, Brother."
"In the past, I lived so foolishly. I truly believed that winning the competition against others was the only way to survive."
"Ah, Brother."
"But when I saw how endlessly comforted I was by the words of our Cult Leader, I realized the truth. What it truly means to win is faith and obedience."
"A hundred times right, Brother. Now, shall we pray?"
Cult Leader—again today, please, for all of us—
The prayers of the fanatics drifted through the air.
No—honestly, at this point I couldn't even tell anymore whether they were fanatics or not.
Joo Joohye lay face-down, alone, in a garden lush with greenery.
While small clusters of believers all around her busied themselves with idle chatter, she pressed her face into a fragrant wooden table and swam through the darkness.
It had been only three days since she received the punishment known as forgiveness.
Three days, not even a full week—and to her, they had been a hell almost impossible to endure.
Ever since the trial, the believers had treated her with utter, deliberate disregard.
The people from the Star Light Church were no different.
It had hurt beyond words when even Hyewon turned her face away—but that too, she soon learned to bear with numb indifference. No, for a porcelain doll already shattered to pieces, a wound like that hardly counted as a wound at all.
What dragged her, already at rock bottom, even deeper into the pit was…
'B-Brothers… Sisters….'
'I'm sorry, Believer Joo Yoseph. I'm afraid my faith might be called into question if I stay beside you.'
'No, we—we….'
Watching her family desperately cling to the believers.
For no reason other than having been guarded by her at mealtimes, her own family was being given the same treatment as her.
'We're… fine, Joohye-ya.'
And at the sight of her family smiling at her even so, an indescribable emotion churned up inside her chest.
No. That wasn't it.
That wasn't the expression of the family she had fought so desperately to protect.
Now—now she was supposed to have taken good care of her grandmother and grandfather…. Now I was… the head of this family.
She slowly lifted her head.
Care nothing for her grief, the world was disgustingly, infuriatingly peaceful.
A garden like a painting filled with smooth watercolor greens beneath the pouring sunlight—and within it, white-robed believers laughing without a single worry in the world.
She did not belong there.
"Keeeeeeeeeee—!"
The zombies beyond the barrier, whom no one paid attention to anymore.
Only they were wailing along with her.
Alone.
In this place, she was truly, thoroughly, alone.
A loneliness so desperate, so abject, pricked at the corners of her eyes.
"Hnn, huaaaaahhh—"
She cried like a child.
Had she—the one who kept saying they were wrong—actually been the one who was wrong all along?
"Waaah— hck—"
She could no longer tell what was real.
No. She had given up.
After crying like a child for a long while, she wiped her tears with her arm and bit her lip softly.
Then she walked, with steady steps, toward her room.
Inside her room, she stared at the clothes she had been desperately trying to avoid.
The white believer's robe that had hung on her closed door all this time.
Shhlik— tup—
The worn, ragged clothing brushed against her skin as it dropped to the floor.
Bare, Joo Joohye slowly put on the awakened believer's robe hanging from the door.
The same garment the Saintess had worn.
The holiness and purity that radiated from the robe enveloped her reflection in the mirror.
She untied the rubber band holding her hair back, too.
Sreureuk—
Gathering up her hair that swayed past her waist in an instant, she carefully tied it back again.
Tak—
The rubber band gave a slight snap, and as she returned to the familiar ponytail she'd always worn, she slipped on the flat shoes from the shoe rack.
She threw her dirt-blackened sneakers into the trash.
In clean white flats, she left her room and passed lightly through the residential district.
Arriving at the central staircase, she looked up.
Her destination was the Cult Leader's bedroom on the fourth floor.
Unless something special happened, he was always there.
Ttok— ttok—
Along with the bright sunlight, the soft sound of low heels echoed slowly up the stairs.
A purified virgin climbed the snow-white steps.
***
Knock— knock—
A cautious knock.
Having checked the minimap and been waiting for exactly this, I allowed a smile of conversion onto my face.
"Come in."
Creeeak—
As the door opened oh-so-slowly, Joo Joohye, dressed in the awakened believer's robe, shuffled hesitantly into the room.
I said nothing.
How long I had endured and waited for this very moment.
A fruit that had ripened fully well on its own, without any need for force, was now about to drop of its own accord with the slightest touch.
She walked to the center of the spacious room.
Her slim figure, visible through the fitted robe, stirred me.
Her frame—easily surpassing 170cm, quite tall for a woman—only emphasized all the more her delicate, graceful air.
'Whoa. Same outfit, but she feels completely different from Ayoung.'
Where Yoon Ayoung had a moderate height and a superior bust, Joo Joohye felt like someone who had dumped every stat point into proportion.
Those graceful straight lines slowly folded inward.
Kneeling, Joo Joohye spoke to me in a voice trembling faintly.
"…Please save me."
Thud—
With the sound of her forehead striking the floor, her ponytail whipped like a lash.
"…Please save me. Please."
At last.
At long last, the stubborn woman's pointless rebellion was over.
I very slowly ran my gaze over her whole body, trembling like a gazelle before a lion.
As if responding to my shameless stare, her trembling grew fiercer still.
At the sight of her prostrate form, her narrow waist and rounded hips, the thing between my legs slowly hardened.
By now it truly didn't matter how I chose to play with her.
I could have ground my foot sloppily onto the head of the woman prostrating herself like a sinner to satisfy my lust for conquest. I could have seized her legs like a frog's hind legs and plunged in while dragging them toward me, letting her feel the humiliation.
'Fuck. I'm not the Han Guwon of the past anymore.'
The rapist who'd charged in like an idiot trusting nothing but the Liquid of Subordination no longer existed.
There was only the sole ruler of the Hanmaum Salvation Cult.
And such coercive actions would do nothing for the perfect picture I was painting to obtain her.
Sweat of surrender, no—tears of being moved.
I had no intention of breaking the principles that now represented me, if I could help it.
Just look at that graceful body, still quaking with fear.
A porcelain doll crushed to fragments had to be pieced back together with the gentlest of hands.
I walked toward the woman prostrate on the floor.
At my quiet footsteps, her body stiffened completely with tension.
"…Ah."
With a touch as discreet as one handling a work of art, I raised her up.
Standing face to face with me, she couldn't bear to meet my eyes and turned her head away.
I continued to say nothing as I drew Joo Joohye into my arms.
"……!"
I buried my face in the stray strands of her hair she hadn't fully tied back, and slowly patted her back with my right hand.
Tup— tup—
At the rhythm of steady pats, as if lulling a baby to sleep, her body began, little by little, to soften.
I felt her loosening flesh lean against me, completely, trusting me entirely.
The deficiencies that made up who she was.
A happy future, and the powerful strength to secure that future.
Desires that leaned considerably masculine rather than feminine.
Why had she come to want and crave those things?
I turned the world over through Joo Joohye's eyes.
A hell with no visible sign of ever getting better. Her protectors—her mother and father—gone, leaving nothing behind but the elderly grandparents she now had to provide for. A passive ability that moved everyone but herself, and a situation she could only endure because of it. The lust-soaked stares of men and the screams of the women sacrificed to them. In a country of beasts, she had suddenly become the head of household, the one responsible for her family's survival.
What else could she have done?
"A hedgehog."
"……Ah."
"How pitiable you are, my Joohye."
I very carefully caressed the face of the woman who'd had her quills raised for so long.
Feeling her smooth skin beneath my fingers, I subtly fixed her face in place without her realizing.
And then, naturally, lip met lip.
"Hnn—"
As if to comfort her startled pink lips, I tapped them softly—tok, tok.
My theme for today was thoroughly, unconditionally consolation.
Chup— chup—
"Hmmm— mmm—"
As a soft bird-kiss followed another, I felt the quills she'd bristled at the sudden kiss slowly settling down.
As if answering my kiss, her mouth parted the tiniest bit.
Not missing that moment, a tongue that moved with serpentine grace snaked in and coiled around hers, which had been hiding inside.
"Huuut— hnn—"
The more our tongues mingled, the more slowly hers drifted outward.
Sweet moans followed one after another, and her arms, which had nowhere to go, lifted shyly up to my shoulders.
"Smooch— chup— huuung—"
Before I knew it, she was entirely absorbed in the kiss, and I guided her all the way to the bed.
With the mattress rustling beneath us, she settled obediently onto my thighs as I sat against the headboard.
The saliva continuously fed into her traveled past her throat, penetrating all the way to her core.
Responding to the Liquid of Subordination, her whole body exhaled a faint shimmering glow along with a rush of heat.
"…Ah."
When I finally wound down the kiss in preparation for the next stage, a moan full of longing spilled from her lips.
The long ribbon of saliva connecting us from her tongue thinned, broke, and slid away.
Only then, as though waking from a long dream, her face flushed red as a boiled beet.
I gently stroked down that crimson face and spoke.
"Why so embarrassed? Is this your first time, by any chance?"
"Y-your first is supposed to be with… someone you've married…."
"…Hallelujah."
Premarital chastity, of all things.
O, Lord!
Of all the teachings You ever handed down to this world, this one truly takes the prize for usefulness!
At my exclamation of admiration, the red that had conquered her face spread all the way to her adorable earlobes.
While gently fondling those ears—so flushed it seemed all the blood in her face had gathered there—I laid her down on the bed.
A hedgehog with every quill laid flat, showing me her soft belly.
Sreureuk—
My hand slipped inside the robe and stroked her porcelain-pale belly in slow circles.
A touch of nothing but pure comfort—no caressing, no teasing.
Under those healing hands, like medicine applied to a wound, her eyes slowly melted open.
With her lips parting bit by bit, breath flowed evenly—so perfectly even it was almost unnatural—from her nose and mouth.
Lack Identification swept across her hazy, half-melted pupils.
[50%: A happy future for her family]
[50%: The power possessed by the Cult Leader of Salvation]
The girl who was head of her household, Joo Joohye.
My precious daughter, conceived through salvation.
"How hard it must have been for you, in that cruel world."
Telekinesis peeled her awakened believer's robe away, agonizingly slowly.
"The heavy weight of responsibility crushed you underfoot instead."
Stripped of everything, her whole body glowed a pale white.
I touched nothing—not her chest, not her petals, not a single place.
"I know all the reasons our Joohye endured so much it made my heart ache."
"This small voice calling out to you."
"You thought that if you forgot it, everything would be gone forever, didn't you?"
"A father and mother you thought had passed on, yet prayed might be living somewhere still. A world, only days ago, so peaceful and full of love."
"Hck—"
Her eyes glittered, wet with moisture.
"If even you forgot that voice from those days, you believed it could never, ever come back."
"Hck— huuuuu—"
The tears that had been dampening her eyes lost their fight with gravity and traced down from the corners.
"You've worked so, so hard, my daughter. Now Daddy will take care of everything."
"Huuu— hck— huaaaaahhh—"
A childish wail utterly unbalanced against that tall, mature beauty.
Watching her sob her heart out, I couldn't hold back my tender smile.
"We'll beat down every last one of those bastards, and we'll look for your lost family together. You're not alone anymore, Joohye. Not ever again."
"Hck— hngk— hck—"
I took her hiccoping cheeks in both hands and fixed her gaze on me.
Two sets of eyes, burning with heat, resonated.
"Because Daddy's here, aren't I?"
"…That's right."
Joo Joohye affirmed my words with a foolishly sweet smile crinkling her eyes.
"…Obey through faith."
"Good girl. Who did you take after, to be so clever?"
Her body began glowing white with the light of Proof of Faith.
The line connecting her to me pulsed and swelled thicker.
"Now say ahh~."
"Ahh~"
Following my words, her parted mouth took in a long strand of saliva as it poured down in a line.
The concentrated Liquid of Subordination made her body glow even whiter.
"Yumyum."
"Yumyum~"
While she dutifully chewed and swallowed the saliva, I slowly stroked her pussy.
Chwijuk—
Her groin, already soaked through with her own arousal, let out a lewd, squelching sound.
I slid my fingers—frothed faintly white—into Joo Joohye's mouth.
Chup— shloop— chup—
Watching her suck on them deliciously without a trace of doubt, I draped her long, outstretched legs over my shoulders.
As her legs lifted, her adorably closed outer lips came into view, glittering with the juices that had spilled from them.
The thickest strands of that arousal stretched longer the higher her legs rose, wetting the bedsheets.
With my glans slathered in the fluid that had dripped all the way down, I pressed it against her outer lips.
"Uung— uuuuung—"
That alone was enough to make Joo Joohye twist her body and let out sweet cries.
"Now Joohye is with me forever."
"…Yes. Obey through faith."
"That's right. Obey, through faith."
This was the moment the brainwashing she'd repeated in the prayer room finally saw the light.
Tsugeogeok—
"Uuung! Uuuuuut—!"
My glans pushed slowly forward, parting vaginal walls that clamped down tight around it.
She thrashed at the unfamiliar sensation, and I savored her writhing at my leisure as I pressed deeper.
"Uuut— uhk—"
The instant she bit her lip, her hymen tore.
Despite the tearing sensation and the walls gripping me even tighter, I refused to thrust hard. The slowly advancing glans coaxed and stimulated her inner walls at a lazy, patient pace.
"Does it feel good?"
"Uuung— it feels good—"
"Where does it feel good?"
"My pussy— my pussy feels good—"
"Then what should you say?"
"Th-thank you, Daddy…."
The result was on a whole different level from merely forcing submission.
The expression she'd worn, cursing through her teeth during the religious trial, overlapped with the one she wore now. In place of that cornered desperation and fury, hazy half-moon eyes and a chin slick with drooling spit welcomed me.
More than the grip of her pussy, it was the strange, perverse satisfaction of the situation itself that made my cock twitch, on the verge of bursting.
To scrape her inner walls properly, I changed positions.
Keeping her legs up over my shoulders, I pressed my body flush against hers.
"Hngnggk— uaaaaah—"
Along her slightly raised hips, my glans ground deep and thick against her upper walls.
Confirming the way Joo Joohye's outstretched insteps curled up tight, I accelerated the movement of my hips.
"Uuung— ung— ng— ng—"
Along with her adorable moans, her white legs swayed at my sides.
Gripping those legs, I drove into her with a force on a completely different level from before.
"Hngnggngk—"
The narrow walls quivered and clenched around the cock thrust all the way up to her womb.
Taking the face of Joo Joohye—head thrown wildly back, unable to endure the pleasure—in my hands, I fed her the Liquid of Subordination once more.
"Behhh— ung— uuung— nyamnyam—"
Having slowly swallowed the long ribbon of drool, her eyes curved into half-moons.
At that final nyamnyam, every scrap of her reason flew away.
I began hammering into her at the maximum speed I could muster.
Tsugeok— tsugeok— tsugeok—
"Aah— ah— ng— ng— ng—"
Clinging to the pillar raised for leverage, her inner folds gleamed pink, gripping me to the very end.
Peokeok— peokeok— peok—
With my hips bucking hard, I showered kiss after kiss on the pale calves gleaming beside me.
Shloop— chup— chup—
"Huuung— it ticklessss—"
"How are you this cute with such a grown-up face?"
"Ng— ng— ng— ng—"
"Can't say anything but ng?"
"Ng— ng— ng—"
"My, my. Should I finish outside, then?"
"Aah— no! No, you can't! Inside— cum inside me, please—"
Joo Joohye, who had been so adorably savoring my cock, stretched her hands toward me in desperation.
Impatient beyond words, she pushed her tongue out first, begging me for a kiss.
"I'm— I'm gonna come— Daddy— Daddyyy—"
"Khhk—"
I too, overcome by the rising tide, devoured her lips, swallowing her whole.
Chuuup— churup—
With our tongues tangling stickily, the cock buried deepest inside her on the final stroke burst the Liquid of Subordination directly into her womb.
Byureureuk— byureuk—
"Huaaaaaaah—"
"You have to chew and swallow everything that's good for you, you know?"
"Yesssss—"
The moment my words ended, her walls clamped down hard, milking out the last dregs of my climax.
The holy seed absorbed from her womb bound her body to me, deeper than ever before.
Then, as light blazed brilliantly through the Cult Leader's bedroom, the messages rose before my eyes.
The second awakened believer of the Hanmaum Salvation Cult has been born!
Special achievement 'In the Name of the Father' has been achieved!
A dedicated class and skills are being bestowed upon the second awakened believer, Joo Joohye!
Her twisted love is causing a sharp surge in Faith Points income!
[(610/H) → (760/H)]
As I read through the system messages one by one, Joo Joohye nestled into me.
"Haaaaah—"
I felt a honeyed sigh against my tightly embraced body, and her long legs locking around my waist.
Hanging off me like a cicada, she whispered into my ear.
"…I love you, Daddy."