How to Handle a Slave
"Good. Then let's get moving." Heh— As I stood up with my cock swinging freely, Lee Ji-hye, who had been watching my status window from behind, spoke in disbelief.
"You're going to fetch some idol group? Are you out of your mind? In this mess, you're seriously going to hunt down celebrities?"
She glared at me with contempt. The way her sharp original personality was leaking out told me the personality adjustment had worked just fine.
'Well, her words aren't exactly wrong.' The moment I finished fucking her, my next target was an idol group. In a world already gone to hell, if that was my first goal, I probably looked like a sex-crazed lunatic. But I had no intention of kindly explaining that the idol possessed a healing skill. I simply chuckled and shrugged.
"Yeah. I'm going to find them and add them to the party. If we're lucky, they might even become your junior slaves."
"You crazy bastard. There's a limit to how horny you can be. Is your brain filled with nothing but cum?"
Lee Ji-hye spat out curses in utter exasperation. A brazen rebellion against her master. She had even dropped the half-polite speech she used at first and was now speaking outright rudely. Maybe she thought there was nothing left to lose after her hymen was torn and she had been thoroughly fucked. But there were plenty of ways to educate her without using my cock.
I smiled inwardly and rose from my seat. This was the perfect chance to make good use of the absolute command authority in the slave management function.
"What kind of language is that for a slave to use toward her master? Slave Number One. Assume the cat pose."
At my command, Lee Ji-hye's body flinched and stiffened.
"W-what pose? Who the hell would listen to that?"
She tried to reject the order with her mind. But her body, imprinted with the Physical Subjugation skill, could not defy the system's rules. A slave must obey her master's commands.
Lee Ji-hye's body began moving on its own.
"H-huh...? Why is my body...?"
She panicked and flailed. I answered calmly.
"Why do you think? Because of my ability, obviously."
In the end, Lee Ji-hye followed my order and dropped to the floor, thrusting her pale, plump ass toward me. It was the yoga pose known as the cat stretch. More bluntly, it was the rear-entry bitch pose begging for cock.
Swish— As the clothes covering her body slid down, her pussy, smeared with my semen, was completely exposed. Her cunt, soaked and messy from being fucked all night. I stroked my chin and admired the view from behind. A pretty pink pussy, even if it had a bit of pubic hair. But after an entire night of sex, it was a filthy mess of white foam and virgin blood mixed together.
"You filthy bitch. Wash yourself properly. Clean your asshole too. I'll be using it someday."
The humiliation of being forced to show her ass to the man who had raped her made the back of her neck flush red.
"Fuck, what are you looking at?! Cancel the order right now!"
"Cancel? Raise your ass higher, you insolent bitch."
Without hesitation, I raised my hand.
Smack—!
"Kyaaah!"
A crisp slap landed on her pale ass, leaving a vivid red handprint. The impact was so strong my palm stung.
"Nngh..."
Lee Ji-hye writhed on the floor, twisting her body as the burning sensation spread across her ass. I kneaded the reddened flesh and threatened her.
"If you run your mouth one more time, I'll tie you up with rope and hang you outside naked. Got it?"
"Hngh... You fucking bastard..."
Lee Ji-hye squeezed out tears and covered her ass with both hands. It was a very pleasing sight. I hoped she would keep rebelling like this.
"Then I'll go wash up first."
"Fuck, untie me before you go!"
Leaving her with her ass raised toward the ceiling, I hummed a tune and headed for the shower.
Whoosh— Warm water poured from the showerhead. The sour smell of sweat and the semen I had spilled all night washed away with the hot water.
"Haa. Feels good."
I let out a deep breath, enjoying the hot shower. Outside was a living hell filled with zombies and players killing each other, a world where electricity and water had both been cut off. But inside my convenience store, it was perfectly peaceful. This was the result of subjugating Lee Ji-hye. A warm shower in a ruined world.
'This is what the apocalypse is all about.'
I enjoyed the temperature and loosened my stiff muscles. Lathering soap over my body, I felt yesterday's fatigue wash away cleanly. After a refreshing shower, I stepped out and cool air brushed my cheeks. I gave an order to Lee Ji-hye, who was still on all fours with her ass presented.
"Stop showing off your pussy and go wash up."
"...Fuck."
Grumbling curses, Lee Ji-hye stood up and headed for the shower. While she washed, I roughly towel-dried my hair and scanned the convenience store shelves.
'I'm hungry.'
Before heading to the stadium to capture a new slave, I should fill my stomach first. I checked the refrigerator and display cases, picking out food with short expiration dates. Three convenience store lunch boxes. Two sandwiches. Plus milk and strawberry yogurt. Things that would go bad in a few days anyway. No point saving them—I might as well consume them aggressively. Dairy lasts longer than expected, but it still felt off, so I decided to just eat it all.
I heated the lunch boxes in the microwave, and soon steam rose from the hot meals. Tearing open the packaging, I shoveled rice, sausage, and stir-fried kimchi into my mouth. Next came the spicy pork and stir-fried dried squid.
"Mm."
The familiar taste of mass-produced convenience store food. Not exactly healthy, but in this fucked-up world, it was a luxurious meal. After boiling water, I made instant seaweed soup and slurped it down.
While I was eating, Lee Ji-hye came out of the shower. She had tried to cover her tempting body with a towel as much as possible. But her cow-sized tits and childbearing hips couldn't be hidden by a single towel.
Wet hair and glistening, smooth skin. Looking at her seductive body made my cock twitch again. I spoke to Lee Ji-hye, who was hesitating at the shower door.
"Why are you standing there? Want me to fuck you again?"
"F-fuck off. I don't have any clothes to wear..."
"Just wear what you had on. I'll get you new ones later."
"..."
Lee Ji-hye looked reluctant, probably because the clothes she had been wearing felt gross. But realizing she would get fucked again if she stayed naked, she reluctantly put on her old office outfit. A torn blouse that revealed deep cleavage. A skirt that showed her thighs. I gave her a fresh pair of stockings since there were spares. Once dressed, she caught the smell of food and her stomach growled.
Gurgle—
I smirked and asked.
"Hungry?"
"N-no, I'm not."
Despite her words, she swallowed dryly while staring at my lunch box. She had probably burned through all her stamina last night, howling like a bitch while impaled on my cock. I tossed the remaining lunch box, sandwiches, and milk at her feet.
"Eat and replenish your strength."
"C-can I really eat this...?"
Lee Ji-hye asked in an uncertain voice. In an apocalypse, food meant life. She clearly hadn't expected her master to provide her with such abundant meals. A bitch is tamed with cock and food. I chewed on pickled radish and said,
"It's going to expire soon anyway. Eat well so you can tighten your pussy properly when I fuck you later."
"You fucking bastard, even when you talk—"
She snapped back, but the moment I raised my hand again, she flinched and froze. She didn't want to be forced into the bitch pose and spanked again. Once trained, her reactions were delicious.
"F-fine. I'll eat, okay?"
She suppressed her anger and heated up the lunch box. After finishing my meal, I opened the system window while Lee Ji-hye ate. I wanted to check my full strength before departing for the stadium.
"Skill window."
A translucent blue window appeared in the air, neatly displaying my skill slots.
Slot 1. [Hunting Target Search] — My innate ability to read information on humans within range and track targets.
Slot 2. [Perception Impairment] — A stealth skill that erases me from others' sight and hearing. Obtained by killing the tattooed bastard.
Slot 3. [Physical Subjugation] — A skill that subjugates women into slaves and steals their stats. Obtained by killing Team Leader Choi.
These three were my core skills, the ones I used most effectively. The remaining two slots held the spoils I had taken by smashing the heads of those men in the alley yesterday.
Slot 4. [Fracture Strike] — A destructive physical skill that breaks bones on impact.
Slot 5. [Boundary Trap Installation] — A utility skill that sets traps to block and damage approaching enemies.
With these five, my skill window was full. I furrowed my brow, recalling the events.
"I definitely killed five people yesterday."
Between the tattooed guy, Team Leader Choi, and the three near the convenience store, I should have obtained six skills including my own. But I only had five slots. The last guy's Bleeding Inducement skill had vanished into thin air because there was no room.
Skill Slot Expansion - 2000 Points
Expanding a skill slot required a lot of points. What I had now was nowhere near enough.
"Slot limit, huh."
I muttered while stroking my chin. It meant I couldn't absorb abilities endlessly to grow stronger. So that was how it worked. From now on, I couldn't just kill anyone for their skills—I would have to prioritize which ones I actually needed.
I closed the skill window and shrugged.
'Well... it doesn't really matter.'
Still, compared to other players, my situation was decent. The lost skill wasn't that important anyway, and the balance of skills I currently held wasn't bad. Most importantly, I had the slave subjugation skill. I looked at Lee Ji-hye eating her meal.
'Good thing I made her my slave.'
Since she would faithfully obey only my commands, I could just equip her remaining four slots with useful skills. It was basically like having extra skill slots I could use whenever I wanted.
After finishing my power check, I gathered my weapons. I tucked the baton into my waistband, checked the pistol's magazine, and put on the stab-proof vest.
Click.
Preparation for departure was complete. I gestured with my chin at Lee Ji-hye, who was sitting on the floor looking up at me with yogurt smeared around her mouth.
"If you're done eating, pack your things. We're leaving."
"W-where...?"
"I told you earlier. We're going to catch some idols."
"G-going outside? For real?"
When I said I would take her with me, fear flashed across Lee Ji-hye's face. She was probably scared of the zombies and the men outside who would be desperate to fuck her.
"Would you rather stay locked up here? Want to get fucked all night again?"
"..."
"We have to go out if we want to get anything. Hurry up and eat."
"...Okay."
While Lee Ji-hye stuffed the remaining food into her mouth, I approached the shutter. Before leaving, I peered through the small gap to check the outside situation. It was basic apocalypse protocol to scout the area through any crack before stepping out.
"Hm?"
After rolling my eyes around to observe the surroundings, something entered my view. On the road in front of the convenience store, three or four unfamiliar shadows were loitering. Their faint voices carried over.
"...There should be some food left inside."
"Think we can break the shutter? Move aside. I'll smash it with my skill."
A group of players had come to loot my convenience store. Of course, when I say "players," I really mean walking points.