Asking the Honest Lower Lips
I dragged Lee Ji-hye by the hair all the way to the convenience store. Once inside through the back door, I immediately locked it behind us. Right after that—
Thud. Thud.
Something was pounding on the back door from outside. A low growl mixed with irregular hammering. Zombies that had been wandering nearby. They must have heard the gunshots from the earlier fight and come running. On top of that—
Rattle. Rattle.
I could feel the zombies pressing against the front shutter as well. The metal barrier shook with their weight. They had gathered from the main road too. Zombies alone couldn't break the shutter, but if enough of them piled on with their combined mass, it might give way.
"Hic… Hiiiik…!"
Lee Ji-hye turned pale and backed away as zombies swarmed both sides. Unlike her trembling figure, I stayed calm. I wasn't stupid enough to fire a gun without expecting this exact situation.
I pointed my blood-caked baton at her and gave the order.
"Open your status window and use the Shelter skill."
"H-Huh? Shelter…?"
Even in a life-or-death moment, Lee Ji-hye's eyes wavered. She looked shocked that I knew about a skill only visible on her own status window. I tapped the end of the baton against her head.
"Want me to beat it out of you?"
"I'll do it! I'll do it!"
Feeling the threat to her life, Lee Ji-hye waved her hand through the air. Her fingers moved frantically over the status window. Soon, a system message appeared.
Player 'Lee Ji-hye' has activated the Shelter.
This space has been designated as a safe zone.
A faint blue system barrier enveloped the convenience store. Immediately after—
Rattle.
Grrr…
The zombies that had been thrashing outside went silent. Their presence and moans vanished as if they had never existed. Not only that—the wall in the corner of the storage room rippled the moment the barrier deployed.
Shhhk—
The narrow storage wall expanded, and a small, clean bathroom with a shower stall materialized, created by the system. Electricity flowed into the convenience store facilities. Fluorescent lights flickered on, and the refrigerators and freezers began humming. Basic amenities provided by the Shelter activation.
'Fucking overpowered.'
Securing the Shelter skill had been the right call.
"Haa… Haa…"
Once the Shelterization finished, Lee Ji-hye collapsed as the extreme terror left her body. A foul stench wafted up from between her legs as she sat on the floor. Urine. She had pissed herself from fear.
I frowned and jerked my chin toward the newly created shower room.
"Get in there and wash your pussy. You reek. Just clean the bottom half and come out."
I rubbed the zipper of my pants, hinting at what was coming next. Lee Ji-hye's face flushed crimson with shame at my blatant command.
"Khh…"
She bit her lip hard, but she had no strength left to resist. She had already watched four men die by my hands. Trembling, she stood and crawled into the shower stall.
Shhh—
The sound of running water soon echoed from inside. While listening to it, I leaned against the counter and opened my status window. There was something I needed to check before fucking her.
The skill I stole after crushing Team Leader Choi's head.
I brought up the detailed information for [Physical Subjugation] slotted in my skill window.
Unique Skill: Physical Subjugation
Subjugates the target physically and mentally, turning them into a slave.
Subjugation completes when the target experiences orgasm through sexual intercourse.
Only effective on female targets.
Grants absolute command over the target and their stats upon subjugation.
Subjugated slaves cannot harm their master.
Just as Team Leader Choi had said, it was an overpowered skill that let me turn anyone into a slave by simply fucking them. I could even steal their stats, giving me a real boost in power. But it wasn't as simple as just fucking them once.
My eyes narrowed as I read further.
Warning: Shared slave stats are based on the target's Training Level.
Training Level can be raised through sexual pleasure.
Additional functions unlock as Training Level increases.
"Hmm."
I let out a low hum after reading the explanation. Roughly pounding someone like an animal wouldn't be efficient. To maximize gains, I had to go beyond just fucking her—I needed to train her until she writhed in pleasure on her own. The best results would come from pushing her to the peak of shame while drowning her in overwhelming ecstasy.
'This could be fun.'
I smiled faintly. I had never planned on just screwing her and being done anyway. If that was all I wanted, I would've fucked and killed her in the pantry and taken the skill right there. I wouldn't have bothered dragging her all the way here. This bitch had pushed me to the edge. Keeping her alive and breaking her slowly as my slave would feel far more satisfying.
After checking the details of Physical Subjugation, I walked over to the counter. I grabbed a fresh pair of pantyhose from the daily necessities section, then picked up cable ties and tape from the stationery shelf.
Click.
The shower door opened not long after. Lee Ji-hye stepped out, her body still wet. She wore only her damp H-line skirt and blouse over bare legs. I tossed the new stockings at her face.
"Put them on."
"W-Why all of a sudden…?"
"Wear them if I tell you to. Put the heels back on too. Makes it hotter."
"Khh…"
Humiliating orders. Lee Ji-hye trembled with shame, but she picked up the black stockings I had thrown. Leaning against the counter, she began pulling them up her shaking legs with trembling hands. The sheer nylon stretched tightly over her smooth calves and thighs. Bare underneath, only the stockings covering her lower half. Her breasts swayed through the torn silk blouse. High heels supporting her unsteady legs. An obscene office look, perfectly prepared to be fucked.
"I-I put them on…"
Lee Ji-hye spoke in a small, downcast voice. I approached silently, grabbed her roughly, and dragged her to the storage room door.
"Aah!"
"Hands above your head."
"S-Siwoo, please…"
I forced her wrists behind her back and bound them with a cable tie, yanking it tight.
Rip. Rip.
The plastic teeth locked into place. The tie dug deep into her pale wrists.
"A-Ah, it hurts!"
I hooked the bound wrists onto the storage door handle and secured them further with tape so she couldn't escape. Arms tied behind her, hanging from the knob.
"Ugh…"
Rattle. Rattle.
Lee Ji-hye was now completely immobilized. Her full breasts jutted forward, and the binding forced her back into an arch. I stepped right up to her face.
Thud.
I grabbed her chin with rough fingers and forced her to look up.
"Hic…"
Her eyes shook with terror. Suppressing my anger, I began the interrogation in a low voice.
"You know why I'm doing this, right?"
"…"
Lee Ji-hye still had some conscience left—she avoided my gaze.
"Why did you do it?"
"…"
"Why the fuck did you frame me as a sexual harasser, you bitch?"
I squeezed her cheek harder. Her eyes darted wildly, unable to meet mine. She licked her trembling lips and finally forced out a pathetic excuse.
"I… I was annoyed…"
I tilted my head.
"Annoyed?"
Lee Ji-hye continued, shaking.
"All the other guys would flirt with me and do my work for me… but you never did. You kept your distance…"
"Hah. That's it? That's your reason?"
I let out a disbelieving laugh. She quickly added more.
"A-And the team leader…! He said you were a thorn in his side. If I got rid of you, he'd help with my promotion and performance review… I-I have to survive too…!"
Pathetic excuses, tears welling in her eyes. Her petty pride. Resentment because I ignored her advances. And Team Leader Choi's sweet offer. All of it had been enough for her to brand an innocent man a sex offender.
Smack—!
"Kyaaah!"
Her head snapped to the side and slammed into the door. A red handprint bloomed on her cheek. Blood trickled from her split lip.
"You fucking bitch. You reported me over something that petty?"
She lowered her head, trembling. Fear, shame, and physical pain pushed her over the edge. Her fragile rationality snapped. Like a cornered rat baring its teeth, Lee Ji-hye screamed.
"I don't know! I don't know anything!"
She twisted in her bonds, her voice venomous.
"I didn't know it would blow up like this! I thought you'd just get a warning! How was I supposed to know you'd get fired completely?!"
"…"
"And the world ended anyway! Monsters are roaming outside, and you're out there killing people too! What the hell do you want me to do about the past?!"
Lee Ji-hye shouted at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her face as she lashed out. It was almost funny—blaming the situation instead of admitting her fault, getting angry at me. I let out a short laugh.
"Hah."
I wasn't even angry anymore. If anything, it was getting interesting.
'Yeah. It'd be boring if this bitch just groveled and apologized right away.'
If she had already started licking my toes and begging for forgiveness, the fun would've ended instantly. Crushing a bug that's already flat on the ground isn't entertaining. Revenge tastes best when the perpetrator stays arrogant and defiant to the very end—then you shatter that pride completely. That would bring far greater satisfaction than a simple apology.
Besides, I needed to raise her Training Level for Physical Subjugation. Time to train her properly.
I stepped closer to her bound body.
"N-No…! Don't come near me!"
Lee Ji-hye thrashed in panic at my smile. She tried to squeeze her knees together to block me, but it was pointless. My thigh slid between hers, forcing them apart. I reached out and yanked open her torn silk blouse.
Rip.
Her pale cleavage was fully exposed. Full breasts swelled beneath a black lace bra, heaving violently with each panicked breath. Faint veins were visible under the milky skin, stirring dark urges. I shoved my hand straight into her cleavage, found her areola beyond the bra cup, and began rolling her sensitive nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
"Ah…! Hngh! Get your hand… off!"
Lee Ji-hye's body jerked. I twisted her nipple and whispered into her ear.
"You framed me as a sexual harasser, didn't you? From now on, I'll do it for real, you fucking bitch."
"S-Stop…! Haaang…!"
Her mouth said no, but her lewd body told the truth. Every time my fingers circled her areola and flicked her nipple, her bound body trembled and her waist twisted.
"Hngh… Khh…"
Her breathing grew ragged as I kept attacking her sensitive spots. Small moans began leaking past her bitten lips. I leaned in and whispered against her ear while she squirmed.
"What's this? For someone who says she hates it, you look like you're enjoying yourself. Were you actually hoping to get fucked?"
"Aah… Khh…"
Lee Ji-hye clenched her teeth, desperately holding back her moans. To push her shame to the limit, I reached down with my other hand. Her bare legs wrapped in tight black stockings. I slid my fingers between her thighs—straight toward the secret place hidden beneath her skirt, with no panties underneath.
"No…! N-Not there…!"
She tried to clamp her legs shut in panic, but my thigh was already wedged between them. I grabbed the crotch of the stockings and yanked hard in both directions.
Rip—.
The tough nylon tore apart with a sharp sound. The new black stockings now had an obscene hole at the crotch. Pale inner thighs and the hidden area beneath her skirt were laid bare. I slipped my hand into the gap and smiled.
"Your upper mouth lies and says no… but what about the lower one?"