The Incompetent Hero and Baekho (4)
After answering Baekho's summons and arriving at a sparsely traveled forest path, away from the rest of the party.
In that forest with only the two of us present, Baekho and I locked eyes.
Though she had been the one to call me out, she seemed unable to easily find her words, fidgeting and failing to start the conversation — so I spoke first.
"What is it?"
"…I ask only just in case, but did you see?"
"See what?"
"That is… yesterday… that…"
Baekho flushed red and could not properly continue.
Of course — she was already aware of the shame of what she had done.
Since she was too embarrassed to bring it up herself, I would have no choice but to describe yesterday's scene for her.
"I didn't… particularly see anything special."
"I-is that so?"
"Yes. You said you were just going for a short walk, and when you didn't come back for a long time I went to check on you. All I saw was you passionately working yourself over — and even after collapsing from the pleasure you couldn't stop, lying there on the ground, roughly fingering your own pussy over and over until you climaxed and finally passed out like you'd fainted. That was about it."
"…You… you saw everything…"
When I put it so bluntly, Baekho flushed crimson and hung her head low.
At the same time her tail started thrashing wildly — she really was that embarrassed.
Well, even I would have been embarrassed in that state.
The sight of her still jamming her fingers into her pussy even after she'd fallen over carried a kind of madness that defied comprehension.
But because she knew better than anyone the abnormal craving of her own desires, Baekho apologized quietly even through her shame.
"I'm truly… truly sorry…"
"…I don't think it's something you need to apologize for."
"No… I must apologize. I told you I would not become a burden, and yet a problem like this has arisen."
There was no problem for the moment.
But… if this continued, it would definitely become one.
If she masturbated for hours every night until she was exhausted, her sleep cycle would fall apart — and with her body already not in perfect condition, if she couldn't get proper rest she would eventually hit her limit and break down.
The moment I thought that, Lucy's words from this morning came back to me.
Even if she masturbates like that, all it does is leave her more frustrated while the lust keeps building up. It doesn't actually relieve anything. Who knows when she'll explode?
Say we somehow managed the physical condition issue.
Then the next problem remained.
For now she was somehow calming her urges by masturbating at dawn, but how long could that last?
We keep walking this road, board a ship, and head for the Yeom Kingdom. Camping like this is one thing, but if she starts masturbating like that on the ship…
Early on she still had some sense left, so she at least tried to muffle her moans. But from the midpoint onward she went mad with pleasure, letting out beast-like cries as she lost herself in it… which would be advertising the whole thing to everyone on board.
Then her own daughter would find out she was masturbating.
…Maybe it wouldn't matter if they found out — but I had to cut off any potential variables in advance.
"…So what do you plan to do?"
"What… do you mean?"
"You didn't call me out just to confirm what I did last night. You know it's a problem yourself, so you must have some kind of solution — that's why you pulled me aside, isn't it?"
"…"
She said nothing.
Did she really have no plan at all?
Really? For real? Seriously? Oh for crying out loud.
"…I shall endeavor to steel my mind further."
"…"
Would that even work?
"Like hell it would."
"Hah…♥ Hah…♥"
Even out in the open air, a sour, pungent scent of love juices stabbed at my nose.
The hour was deep into the night. Just like last time, Baekho had finally been unable to endure the surging lust, snuck out, and started masturbating — and just like last time, after hours of it, she'd passed out just like last time.
"Haa…"
I heaved a deep sigh and carried Baekho back to the tent.
And the next day.
And the next day.
And the next day.
With no improvement whatsoever, I kept carrying her back.
"Fuck."
They say if you endure three times you can even get away with murder, but honestly after looking the other way five times I'd already been far too generous.
"You. Freeze."
"Hic…"
The next day. I caught Baekho as she tried to slip out of the tent in secret.
She whirled around and stared at me like a child caught mid-crime.
"If you're going to get caught every single day anyway, why not just walk out with your head held high?"
"Ugh… I-I'm sorry… I always try to hold it in, but… I just can't…"
"…"
Well… Baekho wasn't lying.
She always held out as long as she possibly could before leaving the tent.
But that was that, and this was this. I grabbed her slender wrist.
"W-why are you doing this?!"
"Why, she asks — with which mouth are you asking that?"
Through Baekho's wrist I could clearly feel a mild fever.
It was unmistakably the heat of lust that had been whipped up over and over.
Feeling it, Lucy's words from a few days ago rose clearly in my mind.
You think the humans of the Beastman Alliance just quietly fed her aphrodisiac poison for decades and did nothing else? Like I said earlier, on top of the poison they would have used all kinds of sexual torture to break the mind of Baekho of the Four Sacred Beasts… and of course there'd be a master who thoroughly worked her over, wouldn't there?
Simple. Hero, you just become Baekho's master.
Lucy's advice to become Baekho's master.
Originally I had no intention of going that far… but with things having come to this, there was no choice.
Extreme situations called for extreme measures.
"If you can't control your desires yourself, then I'll control them for you."
"W-what… what do you mean by that?"
Baekho trembled.
But my eyes, with Technique at 999, saw it clearly.
For a single instant, a look of anticipation flickered through Baekho's pupils.
Perhaps… deep in her heart, so deep she herself hadn't noticed, she had been waiting to welcome a new master.
A new master who would completely free her from the unresolved fever of pleasure.
"If you're going to look at me with eyes that expectant, I ought to live up to them."
"E-expectant?! I never—! And do you even know?! The truth is I—!"
"That you're Baekryeon's real parent?"
"?!"
Baekho's eyes went wide, as if asking how I knew.
Aside from Baekho herself, everyone who knew that fact was dead.
"How do you know that?!"
"How I know… is information you don't need at this particular moment."
I deliberately and roughly tore open Baekho's clothes.
With my considerable strength, her garments came free without resistance, falling to the ground and immediately revealing her pure white naked body.
Baekho tried to cover her genitals with her free hand, but I seized that one too.
"Hmm… I figured after decades of being used you'd be pretty worn out… but you're rather clean, aren't you?"
"You—!!"
"I wonder if you should be shouting like that. Make that much noise and your precious daughter might wake up."
Baekho had been baring her teeth and radiating fury just like the fierce figure I'd first met at Baekdu, but at my words she flinched and shut her mouth.
Truthfully… I'd already seen Baekho's body more than enough.
She always collapsed with her skirt completely hiked up, so I already knew her body was on the cleaner side.
I'd said that to provoke her sense of shame…
…Drip.
…Just as I thought.
Baekryeon has a slight masochistic streak she herself hasn't noticed.
Where did that masochism come from?
The answer was right in front of me.
Baekho had a masochistic streak she herself didn't know about. And through decades of training, that streak had already fully blossomed.
Right now she was somehow keeping her wits about her because her daughter was nearby…
But with me degrading her like this, even as she bared her teeth with her mouth, her whole body started giving thoroughly predictable reactions.
"…Nngh…"
"I'm not even doing anything. Don't tell me you're feeling it?"
"N-no…!"
Love juices began dripping from her pussy visibly enough to notice, and her nipples stood stiff.
Her nipples must have been quite sensitive — even the simple night breeze was enough to make Baekho feel it, letting out faint moans.
A body loaded with the massive aphrodisiac poison guaranteed by the Holy City's nuns and the princess of the Tang family's poison lineage — just a man's gaze and the touch of wind on bare skin was enough to give her pleasure and keep heating her body.
She was getting ready enough that I could have just shoved my cock in without doing anything…
But once I'd decided to do this properly, I couldn't just stick it in and be done.
I gathered both of Baekho's hands and held them with one of mine, then roughly grabbed her breast with my free hand.
"Ooh♥"
Hmm, maybe because she was a married woman.
What I could see was one thing, but she seemed bigger than Baekryeon? Maybe even bigger than Seollin.
One thing was certain — these were breasts that were fun to touch.
"Hah? Unngh! Hyaang♥"
Squelch! Squish-squish! Drip-drip-drip…
As I kept kneading her breasts, Baekho had been trying to hold back her moans, but she finally couldn't take it anymore — she let out a clear cry of pleasure and climaxed.
Love juices sprayed from her pussy like a mister, and she even wet herself. With dazed, vacant eyes staring into empty space, Baekho spoke.
"H-heh… W-why…? Why does it feel… this good…?"
There were probably all sorts of reasons.
But rather than explaining them one by one, this single line would do better.
"Well then… shall we go somewhere where noise is fine?"
"……Yes♥"