The Mask (3)
“What, what the hell… Are we really that close that we know each other?”
The woman wearing the mask appeared, calling out a man’s name. Kim Jinwoo. It was an unusual name, one that might only be used in the eastern continent, but that was exactly why she’d called him. She figured that since they’d only just been summoned to the Tower of Struggle, it was only natural that she’d need his name to address him. But when she looked at his face, she realized they weren’t close at all. The man stared at her with bewildered eyes, as if he’d never seen a mask-wearing woman before. He looked way too dumb compared to when she’d first appeared.
The mask woman leaned in close and gently stroked his arm. Her movements were slow, relaxed, and utterly at ease.
“It’s okay. After I make you suffer even more, you won’t even be able to scream from that mouth of yours.”
Her haughty and arrogant tone hit the elf princess like a shock. Without realizing it, she clenched both fists so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her eyes began to sparkle with excitement.
“M-Masterful…”
She completely forgot how close they’d been to danger moments ago and got swept away in the mask woman’s performance. Honestly, since the mask woman had so easily taken down the leader of that demonic cult, the elf princess had been hooked from the very start. It looked so cool watching her dominate the despicable black mage who kept spewing disgusting auras with sheer presence and strength. It was like the emotions that had pushed her into the corner were now swirling back even stronger.
The man’s eyes kept rolling around. He was clearly trying to escape the situation. Should I counterattack?
Just summoned to the Tower of Struggle and not knowing that woman named Yoo Dahui at all—what kind of reaction would Kim Jinwoo show? A natural reaction was needed.
Kim Jinwoo recalled the half-finished round he’d been in. If it had been him from back then, he would’ve been absolutely furious right now.
“What the hell kind of bullshit is this?!”
His face and voice should react like he’d never experienced anything like this before. Kim Jinwoo glared at the mask woman like she was insane and slapped her hand away. He toned his strength down to a modest level one.
“Ugh… It hurts. If you hit that hard, it really does.”
“……”
Kim Jinwoo started doubting his own ears. Was this voice really Yoo Dahui’s? There was an odd, seductive quality in the slightly sultry tone. If it hadn’t been for her body, scent, and that bratty shout of hers, he might not have recognized it. After all, the regression partner who’d gone through everything with him was different. The mask woman was too unfamiliar.
Kim Jinwoo and the mask woman’s eyes met.
“Jinwoo-ssi, what’s with that look? It’s so sexy it’s dangerous.”
“……”
“But you still need to be educated. How dare a tiny little girl touch me?”
The mask woman clung to him again, pretending to be flustered as she spoke in an exaggerated, uneasy voice. She was trying to assert dominance, throwing out words like “education” and “punishment.”
Kim Jinwoo was trapped, unable to move, and being toyed with. Even though he had power, he couldn’t use it. This was the worst kind of helpless situation.
“Even if Jinwoo-ssi tries, he can’t beat me. If you suddenly use force, you might get hurt instead. So don’t resist—be good and stay still, okay?”
“Haaah… Shit… What the hell are you—!”
The mask woman’s hand slid slowly downward.
Kim Jinwoo thrashed around wildly and grabbed her arm. He squeezed with every last bit of strength he had, trying to push her away, but it was no use. The mask woman used overwhelming strength to gradually push him down.
“Are you putting strength into your arm right now? I already told you it won’t work no matter how hard you try… You’re not letting go to the very end? A brat who doesn’t listen needs to be punished.”
The mask woman whispered with obvious disappointment.
Kim Jinwoo’s hand trembled pathetically.
“Wait… Hold on…”
Without hesitation, the mask woman slid her hand right into his pants front. The heavy, solid feel of his erect penis pressed against her palm, wafting up through the fabric, and it sent a thrill through her.
The excitement she’d felt at the academy was burning hotter than ever.
This… This feels weirdly good…
Kim Jinwoo had always been the confident, crazy one who charged through every obstacle. Now he was the one writhing under her touch.
The mask woman could feel her own face growing hot.
“I told you not to resist.”
“Ugh!”
The mask woman wrapped her fingers around Kim Jinwoo’s penis with just the right pressure. She enjoyed the heavy, solid sensation as she stroked him.
When she saw his face twist in pain and disgust, her own pussy grew slick with arousal.
Her hatred for that vile black mage, Park Cheol-eon, vanished like snow in the sun. She wanted more. She wanted more.
“Eh… Hah…”
The mask woman moved her hand lewdly, and Kim Jinwoo held back a faint moan.
The elf princess covered her eyes with both hands, unable to bear the shameful sight.
Has the princess also reached the age where she gets interested in such things…?
Her fingers slowly parted, and her eyes sparkled with curiosity. Elorin and Elbaren’s eyes met instantly.
They exchanged a flurry of glances filled with countless opinions. The situation they were witnessing—something completely impossible for normal elves—should they really show it to the elf princess?
Seeing how the elf princess had developed such a strange sense of worship toward the mask woman, Elorin and Elbaren couldn’t bring themselves to cover her eyes. Besides, they couldn’t anger the mask woman either. Out of fear, the two male elves stayed silent.
She’s just a disgusting black mage…
Just as they rationalized it, the mask woman shot them a sharp glare.
“You three over there. Are you coming closer to watch? It’s fine if you want to, but…”
“…Y-Yes, four?!”
“There’s no need to stay here.”
Her attitude and tone changed completely when speaking to Kim Jinwoo versus the elves. The elf princess muttered while shooting a glance at the two male elves behind her.
“Then… It might be dangerous… Maybe it’s better if two of us stay around and guard against the remaining human warriors…”
“Princess?”
Elorin tilted his head, confused by her odd words.
“Do you mean guarding the surroundings?”
“Yes. There might still be those human warriors left.”
She spoke with total composure, as if this was an official matter.
The mask woman let out a small laugh while watching the elf princess.
“…Yes, I understand. I’ll make sure to guard the surroundings.”
There was no chance the mask woman would harm the elf princess. The male elf knight looked displeased but let himself be pulled away by the male elf strategist to patrol.
“Hehe, so the only audience is the elf princess? That’s fine, right?”
“What’s so fine about it… Maybe we should just stop?”
“Stop what? We just started.”
The mask woman shoved Kim Jinwoo over and made him fall to the ground. He was now rolling on the dirt, looking up at her.
Oh… Her clothes…!
The elf princess felt strangely excited. Maybe because she’d almost been robbed of her innocence, the sight of her taking it back felt incredibly pleasurable. It was oddly thrilling.
The mask woman straddled Kim Jinwoo. His rigid penis poked against her plump ass.
“Even in a rape situation, you’re still hard… Jinwoo-ssi, you’re such a pervert.”
“It’s just a physiological response…”
“Shut your mouth.”
“Ah!”
The mask woman gave her hips a little bounce, pressing his penis down hard.
Feeling the jiggling weight, Kim Jinwoo let out a short groan.
“Hehe, this is fun.”
The mask woman giggled.
Kim Jinwoo laughed inside as he watched her perform. Was this round meant to be easy so she could “enjoy” him? Even in novels, this kind of thing happened sometimes, but he’d never imagined he’d actually get raped.
She’s cute.
She didn’t understand the difference between men and women. No matter how hard it was, the man took and the woman received. In the end, it was always the woman who won. Plus, this ridiculously beautiful mask woman had come to rape him herself. Kim Jinwoo was ready to take his pants off right that second.
Is this the start of it?
The mask woman lifted her hips. Now she just needed to pull down his pants and underwear and then squeeze out his semen with her pussy—it would count as rape.
Kim Jinwoo forced himself to look like he was resisting while hiding his wicked anticipation.
Eh?
The mask woman didn’t strip him. Instead, she slid her own pants and underwear down.
Right. Sex needs both a dick and a pussy.
Kim Jinwoo desperately rationalized it. She’d taken off her clothes first, and now she’d take his off. Then she’d climb on top and ride him with everything she had. He was sure of it.
“Suck.”
Right in front of his face, before her milky-white ass reached him.
* * *
“Suck.”
Yoo Dahui offered her pussy to him. Neatly trimmed pubic hair, glistening pink inner folds, and even the sweet, addictive scent that only a protagonist’s buff could create. Looking up, he could see her voluptuous breasts barely covered by a black blouse, and the white mask she was wearing.
“Suck, I said.”
Yoo Dahui wasn’t even touching his dick—she was rubbing her pussy on his face. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it was still weirdly embarrassing.
“Not sucking? If you don’t suck, I’ll squeeze even harder.”
“Agh! I’m sucking, I’m sucking! Just stop already!”
Yoo Dahui reached down and grabbed his penis. Her grip tightened, as if she really meant to crush it if he didn’t obey.
Shit… The sensation was insanely erotic, sending a shiver straight to his groin. He surrendered and stuck his tongue out. Naturally, he licked the pure, dripping pussy right in front of him.
“Ugh…”
This was a new experience for Yoo Dahui too. She’d never made him suck her before. The unfamiliar pleasure made her body twitch weakly. Some of the strength in her hand holding his dick slowly faded away.
“What are you doing…”
Grabbing her waist tightly, he pulled her closer so she couldn’t escape. Even if she went all out, it would take some time. He could barely do it perfectly, but he could at least try his best.
He threw everything he had into sucking, licking, and biting her pussy.
“Aahh… Uuuh…! W-What are you doing right now?!”
He ignored her question and focused only on the pussy right in front of him.
“Haaah… Ugh… Kim Jinwoo… Kim Jinwoo…”
With the pleasure swelling up, he rubbed his tongue over her clit.
Was this sensitive spot really it? Yoo Dahui’s hips started jumping wildly. Her raw reaction made his dick even harder.
Lick. Lick. Lick. Lick. He did his absolute best. Better than ever before.
Her swollen pussy trembled violently.
Yoo Dahui’s hand reached up to push his head away, trying to separate his mouth from her pussy. She pushed hard, and he felt a sense of desperation in her movements.
Now’s the time.
He kept his mouth glued to her pussy and clit, flicking his tongue relentlessly. The sweet taste made even rough sucking feel good. The more eager he got, the more she squirmed.
“Pull away. Pull your mouth away! Pull it away, I said!”
It was a punishment. She’d put on the mask to rape him! Even though she had some sense, she didn’t hit him. She only tried to push him away with a pitiful voice.
Her hips rose like they were about to fly to the sky. The hand that had been pushing his head away finally let go.
“Hah… Haaah…”
“Aah… It hurts so much…”
Yoo Dahui’s trembling hips finally calmed down a little. She sat on his chest, letting out intermittent moans. Even though her grip on his penis had loosened, she still held it tight. The overwhelming sensation lingered on his dick for a long time.
Tears welled up, not just a little, but like a waterfall.
“Crying? I told you to stop.”
Yoo Dahui sniffled, sounding like she’d completely failed.
Because she was wearing the mask, he couldn’t see her expression. It didn’t help at all.
“But that’s that, and this is this…”
At that moment, Yoo Dahui’s hand pulled down his pants.