Chapter 54 - Stealing the Loser's Prize (1)
“Are you insane?”
I looked up at Han Seyoung with utter seriousness. Was this woman still under some kind of control?
“What? This tiny-dicked brat! How dare you talk shit to me?”
“Hiiik!! Don’t hit me!!”
Thwack! Han Seyoung raised her fist and smashed it down on my skull. Seeing her react like that to just one curse word made me think maybe she wasn’t being controlled after all…!
“Fine, I get what you’re saying, I get it.”
“Then why…”
Han Seyoung tossed some clothes at me. The skimpy outfit I’d worn at home—short-sleeved shirt and shorts.
“Put ’em on.”
“Argh! Seriously!!! If that woman fucks you, you’ll never come back from it, and you’re okay with that?!”
“Yeah.”
“We love each other! You’re saying it’s fine even if it turns out like this?!”
“Ugh… you idiot.”
Han Seyoung gave me a pathetic look and sighed deeply. Then she pulled a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket, unfolded it, and held it out so I could see clearly.
“Marriage contract?”
“Idiot! This is your sex slave contract! You’ve been my personal cum dump, fucked senseless. Don’t you even remember?!”
“No, tear it up!”
“You think I’d let go of a pathetic hard-on machine like you? You’re mine forever! I won’t let you go till you’re a wrinkled old geezer!!”
“Y-you… liar!”
“Yeah, yeah, yap away. But that’s not the point. Shut your mouth and listen.”
This shameless bitch! Did I really fall for a woman like this? My head was spinning.
“Whether we ever truly loved each other seriously—that’s the question.”
“Huh? But we even promised to marry! At that train station!”
“I was just thinking about fucking you back then. And think about it. Was that marriage promise of ours really pure?”
Come to think of it! I’d only planned to use her for an easy life—no desperate Romeo-and-Juliet love there.
“W-well, no, it wasn’t. But! Now your feelings have changed…”
“My pussy felt that good, huh? Suddenly falling for the woman who sold your body off to someone else.”
Damn, she’s right. This woman’s only brought me pain! Sure, I couldn’t say I didn’t enjoy raping her, but…
“Listen up, you walnut-brained loser. The two of us got hit with hypnosis.”
“Hypnosis?”
When the hell did that happen? And how did Han Seyoung figure it out? From what I knew, hypnosis was a one-and-done deal—total knockout.
“You probably don’t even remember, but that bitch hypnotized us both while I was fucking you in the cafe. Oh, I figured it out ages ago since I’m superhuman.”
“Because you’re superhuman…?”
This woman was a real monster. Did I really think I could drug-fuck someone like her? What an idiot I was.
“The hypnosis on you and me is getting stronger by the minute. Probably levels up in stages. Even as a superhuman, I can resist it to a point, but not break it.”
“You mean…”
“If this keeps up, I’ll end up a masochistic pig jerking off while watching you get NTR’d by some guy soon.”
Saying something that embarrassing out loud. She had no shame at all.
As these thoughts swirled, Han Seyoung strode toward me.
“So you gotta let that woman fuck you. No—pretend to fall for her for a while. Actually, no need. She’ll conquer your body and mind if she pounds you deep enough.”
“And if I do fall for her?”
“I’ll steal you back.”
Wow, she thinks that’s possible? The hypnosis must’ve warped this perv’s common sense too.
“Is that even doable?”
“Totally. I’m not the defensive type—better to let her take you and snatch you back than fret.”
“Then kill the hero!”
“No can do. From how she moved killing those ghouls, she’s on my level.”
“So, steal me back and crush her mentally? Since you can’t win in a straight fight?”
“Yep.”
So unrealistic, such a leap! No logic to make it feasible. What gave her that confident glare?
This shotacon-rapist trash! Was this hypnosis too? I glared at Han Seyoung, distrust written on my face.
“Before that—how do you know the hypnosis levels up in stages?”
“That bitch’s hypnosis is definitely the ‘pleasure amplification’ type and the ‘common sense alteration’ type. Our senses of normal got all twisted. And no way her nerd pussy feels better than mine.”
“Ah, yeah… you’re right?”
Han Seyoung patted her womb and said it. Baseless confidence, but… kinda true.
“Last question. How’ll you beat the strengthening hypnosis and take me back?”
“Buy some Holy Water and drink it, duh.”
Oh, right! The status ailment remover—I’d bought it once when Ellis drugged me.
“Me too!”
“You can’t drink it.”
“What?”
Like a bolt from the blue. I stared at her, baffled. In her hand was an item from the shop: [Holy Water].
“Why not me!”
“You’re too dumb—only think with your dick. If the hypnosis breaks, she’ll notice. She’ll re-hypnotize you, and you’ll blow all your points on it.”
“Ah!”
“No ‘ah’ ing. Now go get fucked.”
Leaving Han Seyoung gulping down the Holy Water, I headed to Geum Taeyeon’s tent.
“…Sis, you never really loved me, did you?”
“What?”
I had to say it. I stopped, turned back, and looked at her.
“You only saw me as a sex toy, right?”
“…Who knows?”
I’d suspected, but hearing it from her hurt. No tears, but a lump rose in my chest. After all the dick I’d given her!
“Got it.”
“You sulking?”
“I’ll be under that woman now, getting milked dry. Even if the hypnosis breaks, I might stay hooked on her forever.”
“Oh ho, listen to you.”
“You don’t really care about me, do you? I’m just your cum dump.”
Feeling like a whiny girl. I hated acting like this, but she started it. I didn’t want to stoop this low!
“Hah, unbelievable. Yeah, you’re my cum dump. But mine only. And you’re trying to use this chance to escape me…”
Poke, poke. Han Seyoung closed in, jabbing my belly like I was a doll. Low voice, eerie red eyes glowing…
“Truth is, sending you off like this makes me so anxious. Scared I’ll lose you forever. But that doesn’t matter anymore. If I lose you to that woman.”
Crack, crunch. The stone in her hand let out a gruesome sound no stone should, crumbling to sand.
“I’ll rip off your limbs, collar you like a dog, and make you my pet. Got it?”
“…”
“Answer me.”
“Y-yes, yes!”
Shouldn’t have provoked her. Her obsession was real—dark as a cosmic void.
***
“Oh, you actually came, as promised?”
“You trashy bitch.”
“Glare all you want—it just turns me on. Ah, my pussy’s getting wet…”
Geum Taeyeon approached with eager anticipation. She grabbed my tiny body by the scruff like a kitten and tossed me into the tent.
“What happened to that baby face? Why show up with your usual fuck-me expression?”
“I already went a round with Han Seyoung. That’s why I look like this now.”
“Ugh! Think that’ll make me mad?”
“Think whatever you want.”
Can’t go down easy. I threw out lines to piss her off.
Geum Taeyeon scowled, eyeing me up.
“Wearing those slutty clothes on purpose? Looks like you’re expecting to get fucked.”
“Han Seyoung dressed me.”
“…Guess I need to discipline that pussy of yours a bit.”
Shlick— Geum Taeyeon dropped her pants, revealing her pubes. Neatly trimmed, they seemed to beckon me.
“Lick it. No—lick it, you fucker.”
“Mmph!!”
“Haa, it’s common sense that my juices taste good, so lick hard.”
Slurp, schluck, gulp gulp, suck!, mmph, gulp.
“Pahaa… huff…”
“Such sharp eyes, yet that dazed look… heh.”
“Sweet, so sweet…”
Her juices had no taste before, but now a sweet aroma and flavor filled my mouth—like honey water swirling sweetly.
“Heek, hiiik…”
“Then, I’ll dig in!”
Squelch—
The moment my cock slid into her pussy, I could only scream defeat in my mind.