Slave Market (8)
Slave Market (8)
Hwoook, hwoook-
The ventilation duct was cramped. The burly Baek Jeong was practically wedged in. It was barely wide enough for one adult man to squeeze through.
Fortunately, it was easy for the woman and the slight Ha Young-soo to navigate the passage.
Given the narrow confines, they had no choice but to crawl. Ha Young-soo, who entered last, crawled along on his belly and stared at the ass of the woman right in front of him.
Everyone had been dosed with aphrodisiacs. The crotch of the woman's pants right ahead of him was soaked black.
Gulp.
Ha Young-soo swallowed dryly. His dick was standing straight up. Since it was small, it didn't get in the way of his crawling.
But the aphrodisiac's effects were powerful. It was pig aphrodisiac, no less. If it drove beasts mad, what chance did a human have?
That's when it happened.
The airflow inside the ventilation duct started reversing. Suddenly, the wind picked up fiercely, and strange smoke began pouring into the passage.
"What's this?"
"I don't know! Hold your breath for now!"
Holding their breath had its limits. The smoke relentlessly filled the duct for minutes on end.
Those who ended up inhaling it due to lack of air realized the truth. This was the aphrodisiac turned into a gas. It felt similar to the pig aphrodisiac they'd ingested.
The rationality they'd barely clung to was about to fly away. Combined with the aphrodisiac from the food, their lust began surging to extreme levels.
Baek Jeong, crawling at the front, shouted.
"Damn it! Don't give up, everyone! This is the brokerage's trick!"
"Ugh, hnggh. Hnggg..."
One female slave couldn't hold out and collapsed. As she crawled, her breasts dragged along the narrow duct floor. The stimulation made her rub her nipples against the ground, chasing climax.
"Fuck this shit. At least get the rest over here!"
Baek Jeong yelled from the lead, holding firm. A woman overcome by lust was blocking the middle of the passage, but everyone behind her was on the smaller side. They barely managed to shove past her.
As Ha Young-soo crawled alongside the woman, he felt like his dick was about to burst.
A pretty-faced woman was rubbing her tits on the floor, masturbating.
He had zero sexual experience. For Ha Young-soo, who'd never even held a girl's hand, it was all way too much stimulation.
Even without the aphrodisiac, he'd be in heat. Ha Young-soo couldn't tear his eyes away from the stranger's nipple play.
The woman couldn't reach climax and just kept up the pointless masturbation. The more she did, the hotter her body got.
Ha Young-soo barely regained his senses.
He thought of Joo Ye. If I collapse here, who'll save my lover?
The two female slaves crawling in front of Ha Young-soo let out moans and heavy breaths.
Everyone was teetering on the edge now. They'd taken too much aphrodisiac. The ass right under Ha Young-soo's nose was so soaked black it was dripping fluid onto the floor.
Without thinking, Ha Young-soo reached out.
Poke. He jabbed a finger into that black-soaked spot.
"Haaaaah!"
Yeong Yeon-joo snapped her head back from the sudden stab at her pussy. Lightning shot through her body—a pleasure she couldn't resist spread everywhere.
But she didn't climax. Yeong Yeon-joo lifted her hips, craving release.
"Hngh, ugh. Touch me more. Hurry!"
Ha Young-soo's eyes spun. What the hell do I do?
Now he just wanted to surrender to the pleasure and toy with the woman in front of him.
That's when the ventilation duct floor jolted and gave way, sending Yeong Yeon-joo plummeting below.
With a short scream, Yeong Yeon-joo vanished. No telling where she'd fallen. But one thing was clear: the floor opening wasn't a coincidence.
'The brokerage... they're manipulating this?'
Ha Young-soo yelled at the people ahead.
"This whole passage is a trap! We have to go back!"
"You figuring that out just now? Go back and get locked in that room again?"
The last female slave at the front of Ha Young-soo spoke. She was the one who'd found the vent's location and detected the aphrodisiac in the food.
She let out a sigh and lay flat in the passage.
"Ah, I can't hold out anymore either. The slave play was fun, Teacher Guk. Just let me go now."
Then the floor beneath her jolted open.
The mysterious woman disappeared below the passage. Ha Young-soo was dumbfounded, speechless.
A spy? What the hell was that?
He had to decide. Go back and get trapped in the secret room, or push forward knowing it's a trap.
The former meant no escape for Ha Young-soo at all. Baek Jeong, who'd crawled far ahead, was already out of sight.
Ha Young-soo made his choice. If the whole passage is a trap, there must be a reason the brokerage wants us here. Better bet on the unknown future. Retreating just leads back to the secret room anyway.
Ha Young-soo kept crawling. Eventually, he reached the end of the long duct. Stepping out, he entered a pitch-black room where he couldn't see an inch ahead.
The space felt empty of everything—except for the echoes of a woman's moans.
Click.
The room's lights flicked on, revealing the scene.
A woman was restrained inside a square iron frame. Her wrists and ankles were fixed to it, blindfolded eyes, and a gag in her mouth.
The frame lay horizontal, forcing her flat on her back.
Some device on the ceiling dripped pale pink droplets at regular intervals.
Each drop hit her clit precisely, and the bound woman let out massive screams through her gagged mouth.
She looked utterly soaked in pleasure.
Ha Young-soo recognized her instantly. It was Joo Ye. This was the room where she'd been taken.
"Joo Ye!"
Ha Young-soo rushed forward. But as he lunged, his body bizarrely veered backward. He slammed into the wall without reaching her. His sense of distance was horribly distorted.
A burly old man sat against one wall.
He spread his palm, and Ha Young-soo and Baek Jeong staggered, crashing into each other.
"Don't get excited. Aren't you two still in your right minds?"
The old man stood and removed Joo Ye's blindfold. Her eyes were already glazed; she couldn't speak properly.
Her whole body steeped in pleasure, she just panted out moans.
"I'm Guk Sun. People call me Teacher Guk. Did you enjoy the entertainment I prepared? I commend you for making it this far."
"Let Joo Ye go!"
Ha Young-soo gnashed his teeth.
"That bitch wriggling like she wants to fuck? Too late. She can never go back to the woman you knew. Now even a breath on her clit makes her lose it."
Guk Sun had a bulging belly and massive build, almost human-like.
Just knock the old bastard down. That's when Baek Jeong clenched his fist and tried to charge.
Whoosh, Guk Sun spread his hand again.
The world spun dizzily. Baek Jeong unwittingly smashed his head into the wall. As he crumpled, Guk Sun addressed the remaining Ha Young-soo.
"You're toys sold to some nameless tycoons. They'll toy with you cruelly and ravish you. But don't worry. You're not the sacrifice."
"What? What the hell does that—"
Guk Sun spread his hand once more.
The world whirled around. Ha Young-soo blacked out.
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{ Status Window }
{ Climax Prohibition Count: ?? times / Faint: 23 times / Abnormal Status: Intense Heat }
"Ughhhng...! Haaahk...!"
Muk Seo-ah was the only one left in the secret room, masturbating away. Her rationality had vanished some time ago. When the status window suddenly popped up in front of her, she swatted it away with her hand.
Her sensitivity hadn't risen beyond five times.
To be precise, she passed out the instant it went higher, so there was no way to measure it. Muk Seo-ah rubbed the strongly vibrating Gak-jot against her pussy as fast as her numb hand could manage.
A day had passed. The moment the broker entered the room, he jumped in shock.
The floor was drenched in her juices, and Muk Seo-ah, still unable to climax, stared blankly with lost reason, pressing the Gak-jot to her pussy.
"What the fuck. You still alive?"
A normal person would've died from that much masturbation long ago. Muk Seo-ah endured thanks to her immense stamina. The broker had meant to put her in heat, but he hadn't expected the aphrodisiac to hit this hard.
No. Maybe this bitch is just that slutty. Who knows.
The broker licked his lips. Passing up a sight like this would make him a eunuch.
"The others are already prepped for auction. You look ready enough... but just panting like a flesh toilet won't make you a true slave. I'll teach you properly."
The broker dropped his pants. Then, a fan touched his back. Pung Rang glared up at him coldly.
"What?"
"No funny business. You were just about to pop that woman's cherry, weren't you?"
"What the fuck is this bitch saying."
The broker flinched. He'd always worked diligently.
But even he, seeing Muk Seo-ah now, felt an urge to shove his dick in her regardless of Teacher Guk or whatever. It was so intense he almost lost himself.
The broker pulled his pants back up.
"Of course, slaves need etiquette training first. Let's start with 'stay.' Pung Rang, bring that woman here."
Pung Rang lifted Muk Seo-ah with businesslike efficiency. His hands were long and soft. The moment they touched, Muk Seo-ah tried to stand but arched her back and collapsed.
"Haaaah! Ahhk, kgh!"
Sensitivity at five times. Her whole body was an erogenous zone. Bewilderment flashed across Pung Rang's stoic face for the first time.
He'd only grabbed her arm. Yet Muk Seo-ah reacted violently just to that.
When he kept forcing her up, she convulsed and squirted. Pung Rang panicked.
How the hell? Sensitivity where a single feather would make her cum, and stronger than him, an exorcist. It was the first time Pung Rang had been overpowered by a slave's strength.
"Can't... get her to stand...!"
"What? Hey, fuck, why's that bitch like that? I didn't even touch her. Drag her over quick!"
"Kh."
Sweat beaded on Pung Rang's forehead. With Muk Seo-ah bucking and thrashing, dragging her was no easy feat.
It felt like wrestling a boulder. Even levitating her with sorcery didn't work for some reason. She was in a whole different weight class.
Pung Rang had no choice but to try knocking her out. He pressed the fan to her forehead and blasted strong sorcery repeatedly.
Immense wind pressure slammed into Muk Seo-ah. But she wasn't affected at all.
'What... the hell?'
It felt like facing an impenetrable iron wall. Pung Rang was confused by the unfamiliar sensation.
That's when Muk Seo-ah, under sorcery attack, snapped to her senses. The recent stimulus felt more like harm than pleasure.
Cheon-ae Yu-seon purified her mind crystal clear. Like a general on the brink of battle, Muk Seo-ah's wits sharpened instantly.
"Uh-oh."
"This slave's weird! My spells aren't working at all! Call Teacher Guk quick!"
Pung Rang shouted.
He hadn't expected to get caught like this. Muk Seo-ah reluctantly pulled the axe from her mouth. The broker's face filled with horror.
Pung Rang froze stiff at the sight of the axe.
"What are you doing! Shove something in her pussy already!"
The broker yelled desperately.
Pung Rang broke into cold sweat and snatched the vibrating Gak-jot from the floor with wind-like speed.
Muk Seo-ah's axe swung down. Pung Rang barely dodged.
Craaaack—Cheon-ae Yu-seon rode along the axe blade, smashing the floor and ceiling to bits. Holy shit, what kind of barbaric sorcery is this? Pung Rang's spine chilled.
In a hair's breadth, Pung Rang shoved the vibrating Gak-jot into Muk Seo-ah's pussy.
It was too big to fit all the way—just the glans went in.
That was enough.
"Hgrrrgh?!"
All strength drained from Muk Seo-ah's body. She clamped her legs and trembled all over. The Gak-jot's vibrations churned her insides.
"Haat, ah. Hn...!"
Muk Seo-ah flailed in confusion before her eyes rolled back. Her slim waist snapped forward then she toppled backward.
Dragging the half-fainted Muk Seo-ah was much easier than before.
"She's an exorcist! Call Teacher Guk!"
Thanks to the broker's quick thinking, the slave market survived by the skin of its teeth.