The Beginning of Revenge 1
“Sis, you feeling good?”
“W-What… what did you say? I’m… I’m the one dominating you… with my pheromones…”
But my voice was already trembling. As Park Woojin picked up the pace of his hips just a bit more, a lewd schlop schlop sound started echoing from my pussy. My juices were mixing with his cock, creating that sticky, sloppy noise.
“Ahh… ahh… no… we can’t… this isn’t right…”
I tried to push him away, but instead, my hands clutched onto his shoulders. My body was moving against my will. Suddenly, Park Woojin shifted his angle, thrusting even deeper. The tip of his glans brushed right against my cervix.
“Nyaaahhh!!”
I let out a scream-like moan. An intense pleasure I’d never felt before surged through my entire body. It was like fireworks exploding in my brain.
“Oh? Looks like this is your weak spot, sis.”
Park Woojin grinned slyly and poked the same spot again. My body shuddered once more. My legs went weak, and I ended up leaning completely against him.
“No… no… this… this isn’t part of the plan… I can’t cum first… if I do… I’ll be trapped here… forever?”
But Park Woojin ignored my words and kept targeting that one spot relentlessly. Every time his cock jabbed at my cervix, my whole body convulsed. Juices gushed from my pussy, soaking his shaft.
“Sis, your sensitivity is off the charts. When I poke you here like this…”
Park Woojin stimulated my G-spot and cervix alternately with pinpoint accuracy. It was like he knew my body’s structure inside and out.
“Aaaah… aaaah… something’s wrong… my head… my head feels weird…”
My vision blurred. My body burned hot, my breaths came in gasps. My pussy clenched down on his cock even tighter.
“Sis, your pussy’s sucking me in like it’s starving, slurping me up greedily… that tasty, huh?”
Park Woojin’s voice rang clear in my ears. The haze was gone from it now—he was completely lucid. Something felt off, but my pleasure-drenched brain craved only his cock.
“No… we can’t… if I fall into this pleasure… no… I’ll be stuck here… forever.”
But it was too late. Park Woojin’s cock had complete control over my pussy. With every thrust, my reason crumbled a little more.
“Haa… haa… I need cock… my womb’s so empty… my pussy’s burning up. Stuff me full with that big, hard thing of yours. Fill my empty womb to the brim…♥”
I’d become nothing but a depraved bitch in heat.
Human emotions are nothing but hormones at work. As a neuroscience major, it’s a bit cynical to say, but even love is just hormones. The urge for sex, loneliness, hunger—everything boils down to hormonal signals.
The human brain is a cheap biological machine designed for survival above all else, intricately driven by experiences and memories etched into the hippocampus. You know lemon’s sour taste, so just thinking of the word makes your mouth water. Memories stored in the hippocampus forcibly activate the brain like that.
Right now, to Jin Sun-mi, I had become a powerful trigger like “lemon.” A survival memory engraved in her hippocampus amid a brain shrunk by terror.
For humans, sex originally meant impregnation and birth. But for Jin Sun-mi, sex equaled salvation. Survival = sex. Syncing those flooded her cortisol-dominated brain—once gripped by fear—with an overdose of oxytocin and dopamine.
Love is just oxytocin and dopamine too. And so, from this hormonal overload…
“I love you… Assistant Manager Woojin…♥ Thank you for saving me…”
To her, I became salvation. Maybe because Jin Sun-mi was so utterly pathetic. The intensity of her “salvation” toward me rivaled a fanatic’s utter devotion to a god.
“Sun-mi… I came all the way to this hell to save you.”
“Thank you…♥ Thank you… thank you for saving me… my love.”
I was the one who’d sent her to hell, but to her hormone-soaked brain, that didn’t matter. I’d targeted her weaknesses to build pleasure, and now even just insertion sent her into orgasm as the floodgates burst.
Fear is a terrifying brainwashing tool that exploits and shreds a person’s vulnerabilities. I gently stroked the hair of Jin Sun-mi panting beneath me.
Dominance and submission, destruction and creation—all intertwined in one perfect ritual. Through me, she was being reborn as a new being. In this hellish world, I’d become her one and only savior.
Her body trembled violently toward climax. Deep in her womb, I left my hot seed as proof of my existence.
“We shouldn’t… but your pheromones pouring from my body… haaang… I want to suck more… cock… that sticky juice in my mouth… more, more, more. Fill me up…♥ Haa… that male scent… driving me crazy. Hurry, shove that cock in my mouth… hurry…”
Jin Sun-mi beneath me vacuumed my cock like a storm. Her brain was completely hacked. Of course it was—I’d already studied her entire body through her shell. It was like I’d mapped her human genome.
“You like me that much?”
“Mmph, mmphmmph, yes… nyaaah~ I’ll do anything you say, Assistant Manager…♥”
“Like what?”
Jin Sun-mi sucking my cock grew frantic. Suddenly, she flopped back, spreading her legs wide like a split chicken ready for the pot.
“Pick any hole you want. I’ll squeeze with all I’ve got.”
“Oh ho. Alright then, squeeze with all you’ve got.”
I slowly pushed my cock into her asshole.
“Hey… tighter. That all you got?”
“Nyaaah!! Nyaaah!! Nyaaaaah!!”
“What a shitty, worthless asshole.”
Her face grew desperate as she gritted her teeth and clenched hard.
“S-Sorry… but could you put it in my pussy instead?”
“Hey, shut up. Squeeze harder. Pussy’s next in line.”
Gritting her teeth, Jin Sun-mi poured maximum effort into her hips. I thrust back and forth roughly, shoving her guts up to her lungs.
“Kwaaang!!! My insides are getting pushed out… ah… it hurts… hurts… but why does it feel so good?♥”
I bucked my hips harder, stroking deeper.
“I’m cumming! Cummingcummingcummiiing!!! Cock~ cock!!♥♥ So good… cum inside meee. I’m cuuuming!♥”
I hadn’t expected Jin Sun-mi’s full-effort technique to be this masterful. Ballet-flexible body + desperate clenching = ultimate pleasure.
“See? Corner a person, and they find strength they didn’t know they had.”
“Nyaaah~ nyaaaaah~♥♥”
“When we get back, you’re my slave. Got it?”
“Nyaaah… yes, Master…♥”
Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Among all my trainings, this was on the easy side, but the affection level spiking this high was a first.
Jin Sun-mi was feeling love for me right now. True affection. The kind where she’d give her all.
Now it was time to return Jin Sun-mi to the original world.
“Take my hand. I’ll save you now. Let’s go back. To the real world.”
Jin Sun-mi’s eyes rolled as her asshole clenched tight.
Kim Myeon-hyeong had been summoned back from Japan on charges of embezzlement and breach of trust, and the prosecution investigation had begun. He’d been cocky, sure he’d get a deferred indictment, and returned home lightheartedly, brushing off his busy Japan schedule.
But now he was pulling an all-nighter in the prosecution’s interrogation room.
“This… can’t be happening. Fuck… the money I poured into Prosecutor Park, and no judge turns down Oni Guild cash… and they’re indicting me? Fuck. Kim, you piece of shit lawyer, you gonna earn your keep or what?”
Kim Myeon-hyeong bellowed at Prosecutor Park and the accompanying lawyer Kim in the interrogation room. Prosecutor Park bowed his head in flustered apology.
“President, you should prepare for sentencing negotiations. The evidence is too solid—we can’t avoid indictment. With the president facing impeachment and all that chaos, if we push too hard, the whole prosecution could get wrecked.”
“Fuck. I gotta worry about that too? I paid up, didn’t I? Paid!”
Lawyer Kim slid a document across to President Kim Myeon-hyeong from behind.
“President, calm down. This is the best defense scenario we’ve got. Memorize it line by line. Prosecutor Park and I have our stories straight.”
“Memorize it… and I get deferred indictment?”
“Not quite, but…”
“Hey, Kim! What the fuck are you saying? You know how much I pay you? If I go down, no more funneling Korean funds to Japan, right?”
“President, please calm down. We’ve talked to the judges we lobbied too. With ex-prosecutor lawyers on the defense team this time, no heavy sentence. We’re aiming for suspended, so don’t worry.”
President Kim Myeon-hyeong slammed the desk.
“You fucking bastards. You messing with me? Don’t you know how scary Korean businessmen can be? If Oni Guild moves, you think your necks stay attached? Hey, Kim, call Seo Ji-hye. Time to leak stories to media through her brother-in-law.”
“Uh… that’s…”
“What? Calling my wife a problem now?”
“President, don’t be shocked. The one who brought your embezzlement docs to the prosecution… was Madam herself.”
“What!!!”
A bang as desk met thigh—President Kim Myeon-hyeong shot up from his seat.
“Ji-hye… sent my docs? Fuck. That can’t be… impossible…”
“Assistant Manager Jin Sun-mi seems in on it with Madam too.”
“Fuck!!! Hey… Kim. We gotta kill that bitch Jin Sun-mi… Hey, Prosecutor Park. Gimme the phone.”
Kim Myeon-hyeong dialed somewhere, but no answer.
“What? Why isn’t Serin picking up? Hey, Kim, you call Serin… fuck. These goddamn shits dare frame me?”
“President Shin Serin isn’t answering either.”
“What… these fucking…”
That’s when it happened. Lawyer Kim’s affable face turned ice-cold.
“President Kim. One more rude word about President Shin Serin, and you die by my hand.”
Mana poured from Lawyer Kim’s hand in tendrils. Prosecutor Park’s expression shifted too. Shocked by their demonic faces was President Kim Myeon-hyeong.
“N-No… I meant Seo Ji-hye and Jin Sun-mi, not Serin… misunderstanding. Kim… how could I badmouth Serin? Right?”
“Ahahaha. My apologies. Almost misunderstood.”
Prosecutor Park added coldly from the side.
“President Shin Serin just texted she’s disappointed. Says a man who can’t control his own wife can’t achieve great things. Looks like that’s it for you, President Kim Myeon-hyeong.”
“What? Serin messaged? Now?”
“Just now. Says process legally. President Kim—no, Mr. Kim Myeon-hyeong. Time for the real interrogation.”
Prosecutor Park’s tone sharpened, eyes fierce. Kim Myeon-hyeong’s eyes bulged.
“Show me that text… Prosecutor Park! Park!”
Bang!!! Not Kim, but Prosecutor Park slammed the desk.
“Sit straight, you fucker. Kim Myeon-hyeong!”
Prosecutor Park’s shout rang out, Lawyer Kim sitting quietly beside. The air shifted in an instant, draining color from Kim Myeon-hyeong’s face.
“…This can’t be… I’ve been… abandoned?”
His pupils quaking, Kim Myeon-hyeong’s gaze darted between floor and desk leg.
“No need for the bug in the interrogation room anymore. Tsk.”
Team Leader Gu Gwangan-cheol grimaced, pursing his lips.
“Yeah, tell me about it.”
I felt the same— a recording that could’ve been juicy turned bland. Team Leader Gu Gwangan-cheol, me, and Assistant Manager Jin Sun-mi had listened to everything via the bug in Kim Myeon-hyeong’s interrogation room.
“Shin Serin’s really something. Quick on the uptake.”
I nodded vigorously at Jin Sun-mi’s words.
“She probably figured the room was bugged. Serin would’ve realized all of Kim Myeon-hyeong’s dirt was out.”
Everyone nodded. I knew Shin Serin’s cunning best, having lived with her. Recalling her swift cut-off angle left a strange taste.
“Shin Serin. The men’s loyalty to her is weirdly high. I suspected mental powers. Today, it’s turning into certainty.”
Jin Sun-mi, who knew Shin Serin better, had me nodding too. Her “repentance” in T-16(?) made her my faithful servant now.
“Probably ate the Awakening Fruit first…”
“Oh, and word is Shin Serin leads the vanguard for Oni Guild climbing Japan’s Curse Tower. Her power surpasses S-rank hunters.”
“Is that so?”
Hmm. Maybe kill Shin Serin last… Once she’s a powerful apostle, kill her and make her my summon for life. A bit light for revenge, though. If she’s S-rank or above, she might already be Baal’s apostle. Baal’s favored whore, Shin Serin.
My revenge plan was dismantle Kim Myeon-hyeong, crush her drug cartel, leave her abandoned by all like him now. Plenty of time. After chopping off her limbs… decide then.
And Kim Myeon-hyeong’s revenge wasn’t over yet. This was just the beginning.