Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: ☆★☆First Complete Subjugation Achievement Reward☆★☆
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“Ugh... ugh...”
Shin Nari, who had been sprawled out for a while, clutched her forehead and sat up.
I grabbed her back and helped her upright.
“Toilet Bitch, you're awake?”
“Hic, hick!”
The moment she came to, she scrambled down to the floor, kneeling so hard it was like she was slamming her knees into the ground. The impact caused the shower towel loosely draped over her upper body to come undone and slide to the floor.
Thud!
“I'm sorry! I'm sorry!”
Thinking that wasn't enough to appease my anger, she placed both hands on the ground and slammed her forehead down too.
In stark contrast to her trembling head and neatly clasped hands, the female form curving below her neckline looked obscenely erotic—violently so.
Her sideboobs squeezed and bulging out against the floor, hips assertively begging to be impregnated, an ass like sticky rice cake, and from her pussy—now fully exposed outward thanks to the kneeling position—a faint female scent wafted.
Naked dogeza, huh...
This is pretty great. I should make her do it often, even if she hasn't done anything wrong.
I scooped up Shin Nari's prostrate, trembling body in a princess carry and sat back on the sofa with her in my arms.
The terror-pleasure process needs to keep repeating.
I'd slapped her cheeks until she passed out, so now it was time for some gentle petting.
“Eh, ehh?”
Up she goes.
“Toilet Bitch, who am I?”
“You're my Master!”
“And you?”
“I'm Master's toilet!”
Shock therapy really is the best. Sure, there might be a slight crack deep in her heart, but for now, this is perfect. As long as conversations proceed normally in our master-and-sex-slave relationship, that crack won't just seal perfectly—it'll make her trust me even more than before.
“Right. You must never forget it again, okay?”
“Of course! I even did the Oath Kiss, remember? I'm Master's toilet for life, hehe.”
Pat pat.
“Good girl. I know why you reacted like that, Toilet Bitch. How could we ever forget each other? Of course, it's true that what you did to me in the past caused me harm. But I didn't bring you here for that reason.”
“Huh...?”
I put on a deliberately serious expression and lowered my voice.
“You know this already, but back in high school, I was just an ordinary person. So how was I able to go back to school perfectly fine after 3 or 4 days... a week at most... even after getting beaten so badly?”
“No way?”
“Yeah. I just didn't know it at the time, but I was born with Awakener talent. And you all...”
Grind.
Even as I spoke calmly, memories of being treated like a sex offender made me grit my teeth unconsciously.
“S-sorry! I'm sorry! Don't get mad, Master...”
Squeeze.
Shin Nari hugged me in a face-to-face sitting position. The soft feel of her thighs pressed against mine, and through my thin shirt, I could feel her squishy tits and their hardened nipples—whether from the cold or fear, I couldn't tell.
Using her body to soothe me, huh.
Squelch.
“Haht♡”
Without a word, I slid my hand behind her ass and toyed with her wide-open pussy with my fingers.
“It's okay. You're my toilet now, right?”
“Yess♡ That's right.”
“Anyway, to finish the story: after dropping out because of that incident, I couldn't land any job. A regular criminal might've been okay, but rumors spread that I'd laid hands on a pre-Awakener—no, a rare mental-type Awakener—and even committed a sex crime. The only thing left for someone like me was rolling as a freelance merc in contaminated areas.”
Calling it mercenary work was a stretch; early on, it was basically no different from scavenging trash as a day laborer.
Come to think of it, that's where I met that guy.
The nameless master at handling women.
I was shocked watching him treat multiple women like dogs, yet they fawned over him with every trick in the book.
I picked up a lot shoulder-surfing his methods, speech, and training techniques.
...Until that guy's head got chomped whole by a Brain Swallower kaiju.
But even in death, he left a strong impression. The moment he died, four or five women who always acted like they wanted to lick the soles of his shoes flipped out and charged the kaiju.
It was the moment I witnessed that training wasn't just about driving women mad with lust—it could draw out true loyalty once it reached a certain stage.
That's why I'm working my tongue like this now.
“You listening?”
Squelch squelch♡
Why does rubbing fingers against pussy lips always feel so fun and good? Soft, slippery, warm.
“Haaang♡ Yesss, Master, I'm listeninggg... B-but... if you keep petting me like that, I-I think I'm gonna...”
“Hold it. Don't interrupt your Master.”
Squelch♡
“Heuk♡ Yess♡”
Now it was time to weave in some lies.
“While rolling in the contaminated areas, I awakened one day. And my ability was... Foresight.”
“Foresight!? That's super rare— Ahhk♡!?”
The moment I pinched her clit hard, her back arched and her tits pressed into my face.
“Toilet Bitch, you know you can't interrupt before Master finishes, right?”
“Hahk♡, haa♡, haa♡, y-yes Master, s-sorry, I'll stay still.”
My sticky fingers were drenched in her juices.
“Ah, uh, a-and... Master, I just... c-came... Forgive me.”
I silently held out my fingers to her as she peeked at my expression with her head bowed.
“Fine, I'll let it slide this once. Clean your pussy juice off.”
“Haup♡”
Without a second's hesitation, she shoved my fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean like candy.
“Listen while you clean. The first thing I saw with my precog ability... was Seoul half-destroyed by a massive sea kaiju landing. And you were there too, Toilet Bitch. Dead in a gruesome state. Like you'd been gang-raped by criminals in the chaos—bloodstains on your lower body, throat half-sliced.”
In truth, it was just a description of a fairly common incident in contaminated areas.
But to Shin Nari, who'd lived like a flower in a greenhouse, the idea of dying like that seemed pretty shocking. Her tongue work paused, her pupils trembled.
“Suck harder. No saliva left behind.”
Slurp♡
Pop♡
At least she listened well.
I roughly wiped the clean fingers on my clothes to dry them and continued.
“I maxed out my precog to find a future where Seoul avoids destruction. And... the final future I found was this one, Toilet Bitch.”
“Eh?”
“Only if you become my slave—not Shin Nari, but completely subjugated to me—can we avert that disaster and you survive. You have to stay by my side.”
Shin Nari strained to believe it, but even with the training progress, this was hard to swallow.
Silently, I pressed my forehead to hers. Then I focused my mind.
Exactly the same ability as Shin Nari's activated, causing resonance.
“Augh!?”
“Feel that? It's what happens when mental-type Awakener abilities clash.”
Something hard to know unless you've rolled on the battlefield, but I'd seen it plenty in contaminated areas. Freelance mercs who awakened but stayed unaffiliated for their own reasons.
Wavelength interference between unique abilities, or something.
When people with similar powers overlap in their constantly emitted domains, it causes collisions that mess with activation.
That's why officially affiliated Awakeners all disclose their abilities.
Those who've never seen battle wouldn't know.
“Th-then, it's r-real...?”
The mental fortitude of that man Shin Yu-hyeon, unbroken even under violence.
His bizarre physical durability, bones breaking and flesh torn yet recovered in a week.
The training that seemed to pierce human minds.
The combat skills that let him kill that monster barehanded during the escape.
And just now, the wavelength interference impossible without being a mental-type Awakener.
All the puzzle pieces she'd doubted fit perfectly into the picture I'd painted.
The scales of trust in her heart tipped rapidly.
I grabbed both sides of Shin Nari's head and locked eyes.
“It's real. Like I said before, the harsh punishment now... is because it's necessary. Not because I hate you. You're precious to me.”
Terror-pleasure process, then implant protector role.
“Did it hurt?”
I caressed her cheek.
She shakes her head.
“Uuung, no... It was my fault...”
“See this scar?”
I showed her the palm scar from the Fish Head's bone blade.
“You're mine. I'll protect what's mine no matter what.”
Her mind, now accustomed to the circuit, thought:
'This person is trustworthy.'
'Someone trustworthy cherishes me.'
“Uu...”
Tears welled up between her swollen eyelids. Joy at being acknowledged, relief—it swirled inside her.
“H-hug me...”
Squish.
I pulled Shin Nari into a hug and whispered in her ear.
“Yeah. Be a good girl like this, and I'll give you lots of hugs like this.”
“Huuu... Y-yes.”
With that, the curtain fell on the play starring Shin Nari that I'd raised on the stage of training.
Pat pat.
“Toilet Bitch, you're a truly precious existence to me. Never forget that one thing. You're a precious child to your Master. That's why I'm making you my possession. Got it?”
“!!...”
Nod nod nod.
...
.
.
.
“So...”
No asking for her opinion or pointless consideration.
Just—
“Stay by my side. As my dedicated toilet. Forever.”
“Ueet! Y-yes, yesss......”
Command, and it's done.
“Who am I?”
“Master!”
Whoosh!
She flung herself into my arms, her tits squishing painlessly against my chest.
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.
The message I'd been waiting for finally appeared.