Slave Market (5)
Slave Market (5)
Muk Seo-ah held back from swinging her axe.
A head-on fight? It wouldn't take even a second to kill the broker. Pretending to be a slave and not resisting had made the bastard way too full of himself. She didn't like that one bit.
But looking at the big picture, it was Muk Seo-ah's victory.
The goal was infiltration, after all. Even with this unexpected personal hiccup, it was just a brief humiliation—in the grand scheme, it was actually a huge help to her infiltration.
Now, no one suspected Muk Seo-ah at all. To anyone watching, she was solidly imprinted as a helpless slave who could be toyed with easily.
Infiltration: perfectly successful. The operation was cruising along smoothly.
Muk Seo-ah dunked herself in the bath up to her eyes, mumbling underwater with a pogul-pogul bubble.
'The broker... I'm definitely killing that guy myself.'
There's this punishment called turning someone into a human pig. When you chop off their limbs with an axe, you have to make each one a different length. That way, they can't even crawl...
As Muk Seo-ah entertained these gruesome fantasies, a man's voice reached her ears.
It was the bath attendant. This trading post had a full-on professional bathhouse for scrubbing slaves clean before auction. They even had someone dedicated solely to washing the slaves. The yokai boss seemed dead serious about the slave trade.
「Hurry up. If you're late, both of you are dead.」
The bath attendant said. He wasn't some underworld tough guy—just your average young man who'd gotten roped into this mess by accident.
He was genuinely from the lowest class of society, dragged here as a captive, and Master Guk had recognized his massage skills, promoting him to bath attendant.
Looking at Muk Seo-ah, the bath attendant felt a surge of pity.
Even slaves get different treatment based on gender. Lucky for me as a guy, I at least became a bath attendant, but a woman turned slave? She's just some pervert's plaything.
And the prettier she is, the more brutally they'll torment her. No doubt Muk Seo-ah was in for some serious suffering.
'Damn... Jealous. Trashy bastards with money...'
The bath attendant's fists clenched on their own.
But the only thing he could do was wash the slaves before auction to polish up their "quality."
With a sigh, the bath attendant fetched a bottle of fragrant oil—essential tool for the job. Muk Seo-ah sat on the rickety wooden bed she'd crudely fashioned, eyeing him. Their eyes met, and the bath attendant felt like his heart had stopped dead.
'Ha, she's fucking gorgeous.'
The female slaves who'd come before were all lookers, but after working here and seeing tons of women, the bath attendant's standards were sky-high—he could handle them okay.
But this woman? No way. Her beauty was on another level, and she gave off this inexplicable vibe like crimson flesh tempting you. Meeting her eyes felt like reuniting with your first love—his heart was pounding.
The bath attendant had to suppress his lust. Good thing his baggy pants hid his junk perfectly.
He was shirtless, just in pants. Muk Seo-ah was buck naked under a single towel.
The bathhouse had that sauna vibe. They claimed an ancient Eastern worldview, but hey, it was basically a 21st-century ero-game at heart. Stuff like bathhouses wasn't all that different from modern setups.
She'd seen it earlier. A vibrating Gak-jot? Not some rotor or vibrating dildo? Impossible gadgets existed here under yokai branding.
Muk Seo-ah eyed the bath attendant while clutching her towel over her body. The ordinary young guy was prepping an oil massage.
Washing the body and letting it soak up scented oil to make 'em smell nice. This was a sex slave joint, after all. Standard prep to clean up and amp up the slaves' appeal before auction.
「Am I the last one? You don't have to do it.」
Muk Seo-ah said to the bath attendant. He stared at her with a blank, dopey face.
Muk Seo-ah pulled the axe from her mouth and set it on the bed. No manager watching the bathhouse. This attendant looked like a long-timer here—perfect chance.
「I'm an exorcist. Infiltration op to get in here. You're... a slave, but working the trading post, right? Owner's a yokai. If you know anything about the broker, spill it.」
The bath attendant panicked.
He'd cooperate. Muk Seo-ah could see the disillusionment with the slave market all over his face.
Sure enough, the guy continued with a hardened expression.
「Really... is there hope for us?」
「I've never lost to a yokai. If you can't trust me, believe this: three of us exorcists came together.」
Three exorcists.
Ecstasy lit up the bath attendant's pupils. He let out a relieved sigh like all tension melted away, then spilled everything he knew.
「I've seen the broker. Old man called Master Guk. No wonder he never seemed normal—he's a yokai. He's got a violent gang under him. The managers running this trading post.」
「What, thugs? Not a big deal. Where's Master Guk?」
「That old fart only slinks out when prime goods hit the auction. Loves women—when a hot slave goes up, he masks up and pretends to be a customer. Can't meet him before that.」
What a shitty hobby. Stealing the beauties and laughing at the other buyers. Everyone inside wears Hahoe masks. Spotting Master Guk wouldn't be easy.
「But he's a massive pot-bellied geezer. You'll recognize him by the build alone.」
Pot-bellied geezer, Master Guk.
Muk Seo-ah committed it to memory.
「Anything else?」
「Master Guk always has this attendant maid with him. Watch out for the elegant woman with green long hair. Rumor has it she's a martial arts master.」
That'd be the exorcist Pungrang who'd come before. Rumor got twisted. This bath attendant's intel had limits—can't blame a lowly bath worker.
Still, huge help. One thing confirmed: to meet Master Guk, she had to hit the auction.
Muk Seo-ah pondered for a sec. To make auction, she'd need the oil massage. Skin-deep scent issue—no faking that.
The bath attendant clocked her hesitation and spoke up first to spare her embarrassment.
「Leave it to me. Zero funny business. For the greater good—I'll give it my all.」
He'd skip the sensitive spots. The bath attendant hammered the last part, vowing solemnly.
Muk Seo-ah glanced at his pants—crotch was a bit tented. She whipped her gaze away, muttering.
「For the greater good... be careful.」
「Yes! Got it!」
Muk Seo-ah lay down on the bed. Towel off, revealing her smooth porcelain-like body.
The bath attendant felt his heart twist. This was serious work—sending an exorcist against yokai. But no amount of self-pep-talk helped; the womanly body right there was just too stunning and lewd.
He lifted the oil bottle, pouring it over Muk Seo-ah's belly. The cold scented oil hit her skin, and she let out a light 'Eut' while her legs twitched.
That's when—
The bath door bang flew open, and a blond guy stormed in, whip in hand.
「Hey, you punk! Why the fuck are you taking so long! You banging the slave or what?」
「Ah. B-broker-nim! Finishing up right away!」
「You little shit. Not doing the oiling right, too busy groping the chick? The slave who just left said your hands were all pervy.」
That slave was Juye. Juye had no choice but to let the masseur's hands roam, but the whole "merchandise treatment" pissed her off. Somehow, even the bath attendant's touch felt shady.
Juye had bitched to the broker the second she left the bath.
「That's bullshit!」
「Bullshit? Heh heh... I get it. You're a guy too—touching 'em nonstop must make you wanna fuck like crazy. But c'mon, do your damn job. This a foreplay gig? Huh? I'm watching. Straighten up.」
The bath attendant's face twisted.
Job didn't change. But massaging a woman with the broker watching? Super awkward.
Everyone knew the broker was a total perv. He toyed with slaves for fun, as long as it didn't trash their value.
The broker dragged over a wooden chair and plopped down beside them.
Muk Seo-ah lay there on the bed, eyes darting around. Total mix of irritation and 'what now?' vibes.
While she racked her brain, the bath attendant slathered oil all over her body and got ready for the massage.
'Eut.'
Muk Seo-ah shivered lightly.
Ever since Paviya's curse, her sensitivity was jacked up even on normal days.
The oil was cold. Smooth slick hit her navel and sent chills racing through her whole body.
She turned her head on reflex—and there was the broker, right next to her, smirking.
His pants were bulging heavy in the crotch. Muk Seo-ah's pupils quivered.
{ Current sensitivity is 2.5 times.}
It had gone up.
'...Why the hell now?'
In her fluster, the bath attendant's soft hands started at her shoulders.
Muk Seo-ah held her breath quietly and took the massage. The smooth oil coated her skin like a thin film.
The bath attendant's touch felt refreshingly cool, with this weird tingle.
Muk Seo-ah bit her lip lightly and clenched her fists tight. She shoved down the creeping itchy sensation with distracting thoughts.
'Been to the men's bath plenty. Feels just like those massages. Only the body's different... situation's the same—'
Pok. A finger brushed her breast.
Not the bath attendant's gentle technique. The broker next to her grabbed her tit with a rough paw.
He rolled the hardened nipple in his palm, flicked it like a titty snap.
The broker played with her boobs like toys, savoring her reactions.
「Uh, broker-nim... gotta do the massage...」
「What? Am I in the way? Want me to bounce?」
「N-no.」
Fucking horny bastard. Shithead. The bath attendant swallowed his gripes. Truth was, he wasn't immune to the urge either.
The feel of kneading a woman, her occasional shivers—his dick was already drooling precum.
Muk Seo-ah let out a hot breath.
'Hard.'
Not stamina or anything physical.
Dizzy waves kept hitting, mind going foggy. Never felt this as Mukmyeong, operating as a man.
As a man facing an enemy, one rule: they wanna kill you. Keep that truth in your head and charge—no other options.
Besides mutual killing attempts, nothing else.
But... in a woman's body.
The enemy wants to ravage you before killing.
Hell, do they even wanna kill? If you don't resist. Doesn't feel like they'd hurt you.
What the enemy wants is you squirming in ecstasy, not bleeding out. Even if you stay still, they'll toy with you like a pretty plaything—no harm done.
Hell, if you lean into the pleasure as a game sometimes—
'Eh? Wait, what the hell was that thought...?'
Muk Seo-ah's hazy mind snapped back.
Coming to, she had her legs squeezed together, hips arched up.
Knees glued, toes slipping and scratching the bed.
The broker was at her feet.
He grabbed her legs and yanked them wide open.
「Can't hold it. Gotta pound once.」
「Broker-nim! She's auction merch soon!」
「Big deal? No way a slave bitch with this slutty body is a virgin. She's been fucked plenty—one more won't even show.」
The broker shoved his cock forward. The glans jabbed her pussy, and Muk Seo-ah let out an involuntary lewd moan.
「Hau.」
{ Current sensitivity is 3 times. }
「W-wait! Hold on!」
Panic made her drop the disguise—casual speech slipped out.
At 3x, the effects hit hard and obvious. Her body suddenly went hypersensitive. Even the oil on her skin felt scorching.
Muk Seo-ah flashed back to the dream memory.
Dream or not, the instant that dick plunged in, all reason flew out—no resistance possible.
She figured reality'd be different, but the anxiety stabbed deep anyway. Instinct screamed: Cheonaeyuseon doesn't reject cock.
Plus, in this woman's body, she'd never had proper sex. Pussy stuffed with a big dick? Only in dreams.
Even as a man, she'd never done it. Diving into the unknown is risky. Let alone in this weaker female form.
「I-I haven't done it...! Don't!」
Muk Seo-ah blurted desperately.
The broker's face froze in shock.
「What? No shit?」
Muk Seo-ah nodded.
「No fucking way. Virgin with this body? Your owner a eunuch or what?」
The broker dragged a hand down his face.
He was horned up bad. Wanted to rape the bitch slave right there—but barely reined in his reason.
Beauty like this, body like that. Virgin too?
Prime stock. Massive value. Not just looks—her reactions were top-tier among all the slave cunts he'd seen.
Wanna fuck her brains out, but nah—Master Guk'd kill me. The broker agonized.
「Fuck it. Rubbing's fine, right?」
He poked her pussy with his rock-hard cock.
Lined up and started grinding. Her lewd moan echoed through the bath.
Mind fogging over, Muk Seo-ah thought:
This mission's gonna be anything but easy.