Became the Dark Elf's Dildo (2)
Choi Yu-jin, a second-year business administration major at Korea University, had slipped out of the prison cell alone. It was truly the worst. After dying in an earthquake during the shelter phase, she kept encountering one disastrous situation after another.
Dying in an earthquake? That could happen. It felt unjust, but she could accept death by natural disaster. Getting killed by goblins? That was unjust in many ways too, but dropping out of a survival game where 4 out of 5 passed meant there was something to reflect on. It wasn't some wrongful death—she'd been running away when a goblin's dagger pierced her throat, so yeah, that could happen.
The real problem was Chekhov's Arena. She had no idea how she'd ended up in this insane place, but ever since arriving, Choi Yu-jin had been enduring a nightmare.
A group she wasn't sure whether to call companions or a party. Excluding the driver uncle and the facility cleaning lady—one each—the remaining 16 were all affiliated with Korea University. Correction: 18. A senior planning to return after military service and a female freshman had vanished at dawn. No one knew where they'd gone.
At first, there was brief worry about kidnapping, but thanks to the perverted dark elf at the cafeteria, the party learned the truth. Those two had moved faster than anyone. So fast that, after breakfast and heading out on the dark elf's recommendation to labor for Exchange Vouchers, they heard the news: one win. They'd already secured their first victory toward escaping.
Were they from some special forces? Or had they actually undergone real combat training? Yoo Si-woo. He was the real deal. Not like Park Chang-su, who just bragged about his fists. That's why Choi Yu-jin felt a bit resentful.
If he'd taken the missing female freshman—Shin Yu-hee—with him...
"Fuck..."
At least she wouldn't have witnessed that hellish scene in the prison cell. What a clusterfuck. Or total chaos.
"Everyone, did you earn your Exchange Vouchers? I mined in the quarry and got six."
"What? Fuck, you couldn't even get three? You kidding me?!"
"Ch-Chang-su oppa, calm down. Yu-jin probably didn't do it just to get only three."
"Fuck, she used them secretly! Yeah, she must've used extras somehow! Or pocketed some! Strip! She's hiding them in her clothes for sure! Park Ho-jin! Search that bitch! Hurry up and check her!"
"N-No, Chang-su hyung. Searching a girl's body like that..."
"You little shit! You think my words are a joke?!"
"Hey, Chang-su. For now... Gahk!"
"Old man, butt out!"
It was a horrific scene just thinking about it. The party split into two factions in a single day. The rich who'd earned plenty of vouchers. And the poor who could barely scrape any together, struggling even to buy food for tomorrow. Park Chang-su was lording over it all.
"Fuck, this sucks."
Did she have to watch Park Chang-su screech like a pig being slaughtered as the self-proclaimed leader? For now, yes. Even if she rebelled, no one would follow her, and Park Chang-su had seized control with his burly build.
It wasn't just Park Chang-su anymore. The real problem was the people around him—the women fawning over him like flowers in both hands, and their handmaidens.
"...I need to find him."
Hope, or a lifeline. The man Park Chang-su openly distrusted—Yoo Si-woo. Choi Yu-jin recalled the memory. Shortly after falling into Chekhov's Arena, the clash between Yoo Si-woo and Park Chang-su.
"...Park Chang-su murdered Yoo Si-woo."
Killing a human. And the victim never returned.
"Anyone who comes at me dies! You think I'm joking?!"
That solidified Park Chang-su's power. Sometimes she thought, "Maybe I could take him," but no one dared mess with a guy who'd actually killed someone.
"......."
So she needed information. Whether to survive alone or find another lifeline, she had to explore new paths. Fortunately, Choi Yu-jin had a source.
A few people openly recoiled or showed disgust, but in this madhouse, not wearing clothes wasn't a big deal. Shemiri, the dark elf. She might hold the key to surviving this place. With that thought, she'd slipped out while everyone collapsed in exhaustion and come to the cafeteria—
"Hng, what's up?"
The dark elf in question was bouncing up and down. The counter's interior was shrouded in darkness, but the hands gripping her waist from behind were definitely a man's.
"...Are you having sex right now?"
"Yeah, sex. In the middle of it."
The dark elf said it as casually as if she were eating. But ignoring the constant up-and-down bouncing, the wet slapping sounds with each moan, the sweat-glistened breasts shining in the cafeteria lights? Impossible.
The smell alone screamed sex.
"If you're here to order food, sorry, but we're closed."
"......."
"Wasted trip, huh. Earned a lot of vouchers? Serve your guard duty well. Gotta stock up plenty to trade for tasty stuff tomorrow."
"Exchange Vouchers."
Choi Yu-jin didn't back down.
"I want to know how to earn a lot of Exchange Vouchers."
"...Hey, I'm in the middle of sex right now, ahng...!"
Slap.
Was the guy below protesting? One moment his hands supported her waist, the next he gripped her slender hips and pistoned her up and down with force.
"Haa, haa...! Not now...!"
"Please help me."
Choi Yu-jin reached through the counter and bowed her head.
"I need a way to earn more vouchers than the others."
"I'm telling you, I'm having sex—"
"You can talk while fucking. I don't have time otherwise. I snuck out during night watch."
"B-Bold one. Hah, really. You don't care if I fuck...?"
"You're still fucking with me right here."
"Eut, hnggg.... Yeah, fair point. In Chekhov's Arena, haa, you can fuck in the streets or whatever—your freedom."
The dark elf slowly straightened up.
Schlop.
The sound of cock pulling out briefly. She reached up, and—
Rattle.
A partition shutter descended. Bending low made the dark interior invisible as she leaned over the counter.
"Haa, haa. Mind if I switch positions quick?"
"Tell me, and you can do whatever."
"Hng, alright...? Hold on then?"
The dark elf beckoned behind her. Rustling from inside, then the man rose, clutching her waist again.
Thud, thudthudthudthud!
Irritated pistoning began. Choi Yu-jin's face flushed at the intense pounding, her lower belly warming slightly, but she regained composure and met the dark elf's grinning gaze.
"So, got any good methods?"
"Want the fastest, highest-earning way to get vouchers?"
"What is it?"
"Whore."
The dark elf swept her shaking hair behind her ear and leaned in. Choi Yu-jin squeezed her eyes shut at the sight of the woman getting railed doggy-style right in front of her, but shook her head furiously when the dark elf looked up.
"Other girls might, but I don't want to whore myself out."
"Oh? Playing hard to get? Fun story, whoo, huh."
"I know I'm not in a position to be picky, but I can't just sell my body recklessly."
"Why not?"
"...I don't want to sell it all the way, but if I have to, I want the highest price possible."
"...Hahaha, interesting."
The dark elf arched back. The half-lowered shutter hid her face amid jiggling breasts, but standing exposed the penetration rawly. The cock plunging in with wet schlicks, bulging her smooth lower abdomen, staying lodged deep even mid-thrust despite gravity—it gauged the size plenty.
"How's this cock look? Tasty, right?"
"Shemiri. I..."
"Ah, wait. Right now, right...!"
Shudder.
The man behind gripped her waist hard. The dark elf stretched a hand beside Choi Yu-jin's on the counter, thrust her belly forward, and trembled. Soon, something gushed between her legs. A squirt, then dripping seed. The thick male scent dizzied Choi Yu-jin.
"...You said no whoring."
The dark elf panted, bending forward again.
"Suck this clean, and I'll give you 10 vouchers."
* * *
What the fuck kind of crazy talk is that all of a sudden.
No time for guilt over openly fucking in front of a stranger—I nearly yelped at Shemiri's words.
"Just cum and my juices on it. You know cleanup blowjobs, right? Nothing else. Just lick the cock clean."
But I couldn't speak. Shemiri tapping my leg reassuringly aside—
She's serving it up; no reason to dodge.
I was curious myself.
Both me and her got our itch scratched.
She won't sell her body to survive? Same for me, pounding Shemiri as a john, and her, irritated by the cheeky interruption mid-fuck, couldn't focus on her first creampie properly.
"Not selling pussy, just sucking cock clean. Wipe it spotless with your mouth, get 10 vouchers?"
"......."
Shemiri whispered. Suck an unknown man's cum-coated dick, a whopping 10 vouchers.
"I won't tell a soul. Gotta get back quick, right? I wanna close up and enjoy privately too. 10 seconds. 10, 9—"
"15."
I nearly burst out laughing.
"...Can't you do 5 more?"
"Hohoho..."
Shemiri laughed, arching back. A mocking grin at Choi Yu-jin like "Knew it," and a wink at me seeking praise.
"Clean suck gets 10. Make me cum in 5 minutes, extra 5. That work?"
Shemiri stepped forward, gripped my cock herself, and shoved it out. The shutter hid me—even craning up from below, unseen.
"...Secret from everyone else."
Lick.
Choi Yu-jin swallowed my cock.