Sudden Atmosphere Gate: Two Weeks of Records (11)
"Haaauu...♡ N-now... we have to be quiet...♡"
Yeon-ha panted with completely glazed eyes and hid her body behind a stalagmite. Tran Van Bao crouched right behind her, his hands ceaselessly stroking and groping her ass. Beyond the stone pillar, a wide open space finally revealed itself. It was a distance that would have taken less than a day if they had simply run from the entrance. Yeon-ha shivered at the touches coming from behind, yet she bit down hard on her lip and swallowed her rising anger.
The time wasted had been far too much. A mission that should have taken three days from the moment they entered the gate—or four at the very most—had dragged on for who knew how long.
"Now that we are leaving this place, will you meet with Bao?"
Rarely, Tran Van Bao's voice had grown gloomy. It sounded as if he had already predicted the end of their time inside the gate. It was pitiful, but she could not leave him any room for hope here.
"We live in completely different worlds, Tran Van Bao. Like I said a few days ago... everything that happened between us here has to stay buried in this place. We agreed to leave it as a one-time fling, a memory that would last forever, didn't we?"
"That is correct. Bao is sincere person. Bao does not lie."
Tran Van Bao nodded with a melancholy expression. Even as he did so, his fingers never stopped moving, slowly and steadily stoking the heat inside her.
"It seems our little game must end now. Will you acknowledge Bao as your husband?"
"...I belong only to Colossus. And I will tell him everything that happened here with complete honesty. So please don't worry... it is all my fault, after all."
Who would believe that an F-class porter had raped an S-class hero? Yeon-ha had convinced herself that she was the one at fault—for failing to reject his affection until the very end and for being unable to control her own lust. But any dream, no matter how sweet or nightmarish, eventually came to an end. Once she woke up, it would all fade away. Yeon-ha spoke to him in a soothing tone.
His fierce, heated affection had surely been genuine. But what could she do?
Then, Tran Van Bao spoke in a sunken voice.
"Cannot be helped. Bao wanted to give you one last chance. Because Bao does not wish to see you in danger."
"...What?"
"But if Bao cannot have you in the end... then at least Bao does not want to hand you over to another man. That is Bao's love."
She could not understand what he meant. The moment Yeon-ha slowly tried to turn her head, two of Tran Van Bao's fingers plunged deep into her pussy in an instant.
"Eek... mmmph♡!!"
She was barely in time. She clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle the moan. Collapsed forward with her collar seized, tears welled in her eyes as pure shock overtook her. When she glared back, Tran Van Bao had already risen to his feet and was looking down at her.
"Do not move. Bao might miscalculate the strength."
"S-stop it!! There are monsters right in front of us!!"
"Bao knows. That is why Bao is sad. Bao cannot defeat those monsters. Without you, Bao will be in danger. But if you win, we will never meet again."
"This is a joke, right...? You're joking, aren't you?"
Yeon-ha whispered urgently, trying to keep her voice as low as possible, but Tran Van Bao's eyes were far too serious. A chill crawled down her spine. She had to break free. She had to run. Right now, with the enemies right there in front of them—if she got shocked even a little...♡!!
"So Bao asks one last time. Because Bao still loves you. Will you call Bao your husband, marry Bao, and have Bao's children?"
"Th-that... thaaat... w-wait! Just wait!! I-I'll introduce you to other women, just give me a second!!"
"Your hesitation took too long. That is because you are not being honest. That answer is more than enough. Bao is very sad."
"No! Don't! Don't don't don't...!!!"
Thump.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Her terrified heartbeat was so loud it rang in her ears like thunder.
Thump.
Time seemed to flow in slow motion. The bead of sweat formed by tension rolled down the bridge of her nose so, so slowly she could feel every fraction of its descent.
In the midst of it all, her sharp hearing caught it.
Snap.
The short, sharp sound of 'electricity.'
Snap-snap. Snap. Snap-snap-snap.
Her body refused to move an inch. She begged and pleaded for it to take even a single step, to run away right now. No matter how desperately she prayed, her usually reliable legs had gone rigid like a frog staring at a snake.
Her trembling pupils slid downward toward her lower belly.
Inside. Deep inside her pussy. The one thing that absolutely, absolutely could not be allowed to happen.
And now...
— BZZZZZZZZZZT!!!
— BZZZZZT!! Crack! BZZZZZZZT!!
Her vision flashed pure white, then pitch black, over and over. Each time her sight returned for a split second, the floor appeared, then the ceiling, everything spinning wildly.
Ah... it looks like... I'm rolling around.
Only a high-pitched ringing filled her ears. No sense of direction, no touch, no pain, no pleasure. She felt nothing at all. That was what terrified her most. It meant the 'arousal' surging through her was so enormous that it had completely overloaded the sensory system of an S-class hero.
Like a paper cut. The pain doesn't register until your eyes actually see it. Her brain was blocking the coming impact, buying itself time to prepare.
"Aah... aaah...♡"
Even through tear-blurred eyes, she could see her own legs and hips twitching violently like a freshly caught fish. And through all of it—amid the S-class hero's frantic thrashing—she could also see Tran Van Bao's face, stubbornly clinging to her and pumping electricity into her body.
I have to get him off. Qu-quickly... I have to get him off. This is real. I'm really going to break. It's dangerous. Dangerous. Dangerous...!! Get off, get off me!
Contrary to her thoughts, the desperate kicks of her legs grew weaker and weaker. As if all strength had left them. Or as if she had simply given up.
"Aah... nooo... scared...♡"
The moment her legs finally went limp, she instinctively knew.
Ah. I'm in big trouble.
Calmly. Yet wrapped in terror. With just the faintest sticky thread of anticipation beginning to seep into her heart.
"Hnguu...♡ Hic...♡ Heuuu♡"
— Pssshhhhh...Squirt♡
Her spread legs, now completely slack, twitched as her hips jerked. Weakly, helplessly, her juices and urine trickled out in a steady stream.
I won't be able to hold back the sound. No way.
Ah. It's coming.
That was the last rational fragment of thought she managed to form.
"——♡♡♡♡♡♡!!!"
"Hnguuuuuuu♡♡♡♡!! Huaaaaaang♡♡♡♡!! Heuuuuk♡♡!!!"
"Aaa——♡♡ Aak♡ Huaaaak♡ Heuuuuuuu♡♡!!!!"
With one final animalistic wail, Yeon-ha could no longer think in any logical way. Shattered words bounced around above her head like bubbles before sinking and falling silent. From her empty, unfocused eyes, tears streamed down in rivulets. Her mouth hung open, slick with drool, as she gasped desperately for air.
— Crack! Bzzzzzt! Crack!!
Tran Van Bao squeezed out the last of his strength to unleash the current, then quickly fled at the sight of the monsters approaching after hearing the loud noises.
Six hours later.
The area that had been as noisy as a festival had fallen deathly silent.
"W-water... please give me some water..."
Yeon-ha murmured through parched lips. Heavy chains were wrapped tightly around her powerless, slumped body. She had been isolated in a gloomy corner of the cave that looked like some kind of storage area.
I'm... still alive.
With a dazed expression, she looked around. After Tran Van Bao had knocked her unconscious, she had been abandoned. It was lonely. It was terrifying. The monsters screeching in incomprehensible tongues were terrifying. Her own body, too weak to summon even a scrap of strength, was terrifying. The flimsy chains that she would normally have snapped without effort now felt as heavy and ominous as the infamous restraints used in superhuman prisons.
The moment she tried to move even a little—
"Agh!"
Her lower belly twitched and clenched tight. It was as if her womb itself was screaming at her every time she tried to gather strength and escape this situation. Don't do anything stupid. Accept the situation. You are not a hero. You are a pathetic slut who loses the moment a single finger enters her pussy.
She sniffled, tears shimmering in her eyes.
"Somebody... hic. Please help me..."
It was hard to believe this frail, powerless voice belonged to Botal Rabbit—the proud, dazzling hero who had always rampaged across battlefields with such confidence.
"I don't want... to die..."
As she murmured weakly, a presence appeared beside her.
"Phew. Bao barely managed to sneak in. Have you been well, Miss Botal Rabbit?"
"Tr...an... Van... Bao...!"
"Bao came to rescue you. Because Bao is your only hope."
"You... you...!!"
Reason flooded back into her eyes. The man who had knocked her unconscious after she had wept and begged in front of the monsters, then fled like a coward! When she glared at him, grinding her teeth, Tran Van Bao gave a sleazy little smile.
"Bao has finally recovered his ability. Without it, Bao is just helpless civilian. Bao returned as quickly as possible to save you."
"You... you did this!"
"So you hate Bao now?"
"Eh...?!"
When Tran Van Bao approached and casually placed his hand on her lower belly, Yeon-ha froze mid-sentence and let out a tiny hiccup. After tasting the terror of death at the hands of his power, her body instinctively feared any exposure to his ability. Her thighs rubbed together as fresh nectar leaked out. Her body had already decided it wanted to be as obedient and submissive toward him as possible.
Regardless of what her mind felt. Regardless of her sense of betrayal. She was already acting coquettish toward this powerful, threatening, terrifying male.
"Bao gave you a chance. You were the one who kicked it away. But the game is not over yet. Because Bao has not given up on you. Therefore, Bao will give you one final hope. Bao is merciful Tran Van Bao."
He chuckled with a sleazy grin and slowly stroked her lower belly. Yeon-ha twitched, biting hard on her lip. No. I have to endure. But she could tell exactly what her body was screaming without even needing to hear it.
This man is scary and strong.
I can only survive if this man finds me cute.
Don't make this man angry. Do whatever he wants.
I have to act adorable so this man likes me.
Her body, instinctively seducing him, and her mind, desperately clenching its teeth in resistance, began a sharp and brutal clash. As if he could read her heart, Tran Van Bao whispered.
"Right now they are building an altar outside. Even with different cultures, anyone can tell what that means. They plan to offer you as a sacrifice and make a prayer. Because you were far too terrifying and powerful an existence."
"Hiiik...!"
"The reason you were not killed immediately is also because of that. The shaman here controls all the monsters. If you are alone, you will be dragged to the altar tomorrow."
Tran Van Bao smiled warmly as he slowly slid a finger between her legs. Squelch. The nectar her body had desperately produced clung stickily to his fingertip.
"From now on, you simply have to do exactly as Bao says. If you do, Bao can save your life."