Double Service in the Shower Room
The shower roared inside the stall, filling the entire bathroom with its thunderous hiss.
Through the veil of white steam, Eun Ye-rin’s cautious voice drifted out.
“Um… Ji-soo. What made you decide to join Master Siwoo?”
Eun Ye-rin stared at the silhouette visible through the frosted glass of the shower stall.
Why did Seo Ji-soo choose to travel with a man like Han Siwoo? If she could learn the reason, she might understand him better.
The steady rush of water continued for a moment, then gradually tapered off and stopped.
With a soft click, Seo Ji-soo turned off the faucet. After a brief silence, her voice came from beyond the stall, slow and measured.
“…The first time we met. I shot an arrow at him first.”
“You did what?”
Eun Ye-rin’s eyes widened at the revelation that Ji-soo had attacked first.
Seo Ji-soo toweled her wet hair as she recounted the fight with Han Siwoo and its outcome in a detached tone. She had lost, but thanks to his mercy she survived. He had offered her a place on his team. Starving, she had agreed for the time being, though he had taken her weapon.
She ran her fingers down the back of her neck and continued.
“After that, I was basically dragged around by him until we ran into a group of survivors at the subway station.”
“There were other survivors?”
“Yeah. On the surface they seemed really kind. They gave us coffee and food, even lent us a tent. They reassured us that the military was coming to rescue everyone. At first I even considered leaving that violent bastard Siwoo and joining them. But—”
Eun Ye-rin swallowed hard.
“Once night fell, they showed their true colors. The men gathered outside the tents and talked about using skills to turn us into sex slaves. They said once the women were used up, they’d throw them onto the tracks as zombie bait.”
“…Oh.”
Eun Ye-rin’s lips trembled faintly. She could vividly picture those hypocrites hiding their rotten nature behind friendly smiles.
Seo Ji-soo draped the towel around her neck and stepped toward the sink.
“I nearly got fooled like an idiot, but Siwoo saved me. Right when those bastards stabbed us in the back, he returned the bow he’d taken from me and said we should clean up the trash together.”
She wiped the fog from the mirror with her palm.
“That’s when I realized it. Han Siwoo is a villain who’ll casually smash someone’s skull if it serves his purpose. But—”
Seo Ji-soo’s eyes sharpened.
“—he’s better than the hypocrites who smile to your face and stab you in the back. At least he doesn’t hide what he is.”
“…”
“And you’ve seen it yourself, right? He’s surprisingly lenient toward the weak. He’s merciless with Lee Ji-hye and Cha Seol-ah, but… well, that doesn’t concern us.”
“…Now that you mention it, did Lee Ji-hye do something wrong? He treats her pretty harshly.”
“Seems like there’s bad blood between them. He hasn’t told me the details.”
Seo Ji-soo shrugged and concluded.
“Anyway, if you want to survive, you’d better adapt quickly.”
With that, she turned away. Eun Ye-rin stared blankly at her own reflection in the mirror.
“Thank you for telling me.”
Eun Ye-rin gripped the edge of the sink, knuckles whitening.
She closed her eyes, then opened them again.
Ji-soo had spoken bluntly, but beneath the curt tone lay a clear thread of trust. This woman wasn’t being held against her will. She had chosen to stay by his side—not because of any contract or enslavement, but of her own free will.
That had to mean he possessed real value.
Just as I thought.
He wasn’t only her savior. Perhaps he was something far greater.
Eun Ye-rin found herself liking the man called Siwoo just a little more.
***
At the same time, outside the shower room.
I leaned back in a chair at the counter, looking down at my two slaves.
Lee Ji-hye and Cha Seol-ah were panting after finishing the task of moving the display shelves.
I tapped the floor with my collapsible baton and jerked my chin.
“If you’re done, open the backpacks you brought. We need to sort the loot.”
Lee Ji-hye pouted at my order.
“Ugh, can’t we wash up first? I feel disgusting and sticky all over.”
Cha Seol-ah clicked her tongue with an equally discontented expression.
Instead of answering, I lightly slapped the baton against my palm.
Cha Seol-ah’s shoulders jerked violently.
The memory of being beaten and having her pubic hair ripped out still dominated her body.
“Tsk.”
She bit her lip and hurriedly moved toward the large backpack on the floor.
Lee Ji-hye also rushed to obey before she could earn a beating.
The two hiking backpacks we had taken from Yoon Sung-chul’s group at the subway station.
Cha Seol-ah and Lee Ji-hye unzipped them and dumped the contents onto the floor.
Out tumbled a folding tent and three thermal sleeping bags.
Next came a camping cot, a portable gas burner, spare butane canisters, and a mess kit set, all clattering across the tiles.
From deeper inside spilled several bottles of water, cup ramen, packs of kimchi, and instant rice.
While sorting the items, Cha Seol-ah’s hands suddenly paused. Her eyes trembled as they scanned the pile of supplies.
A shelter with working electricity and hot water.
Enough camping infrastructure and food to last a month.
It was a world apart from the waiting room where they had survived on snacks and drinks while zombies roamed outside.
I gestured at the scattered supplies with my chin.
“Put the water and food on that shelf over there. Stack the tent, sleeping bags, and cot in the corner. The party members will use them after dinner.”
Following my instructions, Lee Ji-hye and Cha Seol-ah began sorting the food and equipment.
While moving a plush sleeping bag and cot into the corner, Lee Ji-hye licked her lips and asked cautiously.
“Um… where are we supposed to sleep after dinner? There aren’t enough sleeping bags.”
Both women looked up at me with eyes full of expectation.
I pointed at the tent.
“We’ll use the sleeping bags. You two can sleep on the tent floor.”
“What?”
Lee Ji-hye’s face twisted. Cha Seol-ah stared at me in disbelief.
“Did livestock think they could use a person’s sleeping bag? If there aren’t enough, sleep on the floor. I’ll get you something later.”
“…”
At my declaration, both women’s faces hardened like stone.
They were now painfully aware of exactly how they were regarded in this party.
Just as they finished organizing the last of the loot, the shower room door opened. A cloud of white steam rolled into the convenience store.
Seo Ji-soo and Eun Ye-rin emerged one after another, refreshed from their showers. Warm vapor rose from their damp hair.
While wiping her neck with a towel, Seo Ji-soo’s gaze landed on me lounging in the chair.
Her shoulders reflexively stiffened. She quickly pulled the towel tighter, covering the cleavage and shoulders visible through her wet t-shirt.
Her eyes were sharp, like a wild cat baring its claws.
Having watched how I handled women, her wariness was the instinctive reaction of a female.
“I’m not going to eat you, so relax.”
I let out a small chuckle and shifted my gaze.
Eun Ye-rin followed behind Seo Ji-soo.
Her face was flushed pink as she passed in front of me.
The moment our eyes met—
Unlike Ji-soo, Eun Ye-rin neither covered herself nor avoided my gaze.
Instead, she paused while drying herself with the towel and offered me a faint smile.
“We’re all done washing. Please go ahead and shower.”
Her defenseless attitude showed her wariness had significantly crumbled. I didn’t know what the two had talked about inside, but it seemed to have moved in a positive direction for me.
I stripped off my bloodstained top and tossed it to the floor.
It was finally my turn after waiting outside covered in dust.
I jerked my chin at Lee Ji-hye and Cha Seol-ah, who were watching nervously.
“You two. Shower with me. Get in.”
Cha Seol-ah’s face turned deathly pale.
“What? You want me to shower with you two?”
Her eyes darted toward Lee Ji-hye.
The thought of the former queen bee having to press her naked body against the loud-mouthed senior sow inside a cramped stall seemed utterly horrifying to her.
Not to mention what it meant to shower together with me. Anyone could guess what would happen inside.
“N-no. I’ll wash alone later.”
“…Do you want to get plucked again?”
At my threat, Cha Seol-ah’s lips quivered. The pain of having her pubic hair ripped out. Her body, marked by the Physical Subjugation skill, reacted first and forced her into submission.
“Fuck.”
In the end, she clenched her fists and reluctantly walked toward the shower room.
Lee Ji-hye’s reaction was slightly different.
“You perverted bastard. It’s already cramped—why do we have to shower together?”
She pouted and grumbled loudly on the surface.
But—
With every step she took, an obscene wet sound leaked from between her thighs.
Though her mouth complained, her body clearly looked forward to entering the narrow shower stall with me.
She even pushed Cha Seol-ah aside and subtly pressed herself close to my side. A lewd bitch offering her bare skin at every opportunity.
Before leading the two slaves into the shower room, I spoke to Ye-rin and Ji-soo.
“There are cooking tools, so prepare dinner. We’ll eat after I wash up.”
“Okay.” “Yes.”
With a click, the narrow shower room door closed, separating the space from the main store.
Only Seo Ji-soo and Eun Ye-rin remained outside.
Seo Ji-soo stared at the closed door, her face flushed.
“…All three of them? He’s insane.”
“…”
In contrast, Eun Ye-rin stood quietly in place.
She clutched the damp towel, gazing at the firmly shut shower door with an unreadable look in her eyes.
Soon after, the sound of a thick stream of water pouring inside the stall filled the convenience store.
***
Once the shower door closed, only the three of us remained in the cramped space: me, Cha Seol-ah, and Lee Ji-hye.
It was far too narrow for three adults.
I stood boldly between the two women and gave my command.
“Strip.”
At my order, Cha Seol-ah bit her lip and grabbed the hem of her hoodie.
Lee Ji-hye glanced at me nervously before reaching for the buttons of her jacket.
With soft rustles, the clothes both women wore slid to the tiled floor.
Soon, their naked bodies were completely exposed in the narrow shower stall.
Cha Seol-ah’s figure was sleek and flawless, as expected of a former idol center. Her narrow waist flared into elegant hips, and her long, slender legs were stunning.
Lee Ji-hye was no less impressive. Her body was voluptuous, with full breasts and a childbearing hips that gave her a sensual, fertile shape.
I finished undressing as well and turned the shower lever.
The hot water cascaded down.
The metallic smell of blood and sweat washed away in the stream, filling the stall with thick white steam.
I stood beneath the scalding spray and looked down at the two naked women.
“Now that you’re undressed, kneel.”
“Khh.”
Cha Seol-ah’s shoulders flinched instinctively. Beside her, Lee Ji-hye twisted her legs together and swallowed dryly.
In the end, both women knelt side by side at my feet.
Then I thrust my erect cock forward, positioning it at their eye level.
It swayed heavily.
“…”
The massive shaft thrust before their faces elicited completely opposite reactions.
“Ugh…”
Cha Seol-ah trembled all over in humiliation.
The fact that she had to kneel beside Lee Ji-hye in this cramped space and service a male’s grotesque organ made her shake uncontrollably.
She glared up at my cock with wide eyes.
“You crazy bastard. What the hell are you shoving in our faces?”
Cha Seol-ah spat curses in her shame. On the other hand—
“…Disgusting.”
Though Lee Ji-hye complained with her mouth, her eyes remained glued to the cock right in front of her, unable to look away.
A wet sound leaked out.
Her body, already trained to crave the taste of my cock, was soaking her inner thighs with arousal. The obscene sound of her juices was audible even through the steam.
Under the pouring hot water.
Two supreme females who, before the apocalypse, would never have deigned to look at someone like me were now on their knees at my feet, heads bowed.
All to suck my cock.
I looked down at the two bitches waiting to service me with their mouths and savored the electric thrill of conquest.
Finally, I placed a hand on each of their heads and issued my command.
“Suck.”