[Slave (1)]
“Hey, why is the belt like this?”
Yoo Dahui’s hand had gone no farther than my belt loops and was now groping around helplessly. I was Kim Jinwu, a sergeant in the South Korean Army, a veteran who had paid for his own belt at the supply depot and was out wearing it. My posture was so stiff that it was probably impossible to untie.
I gave it a subtle hint. “If you can’t undo it, why don’t I just—”
“Jinwoo-ssi, please loosen it,” Yoo Dahui cut in, dumping the job on me without hesitation.
I acted fast and unbuckled it in one quick motion.
Only after I had loosened the belt did Yoo Dahui finally notice something was off. She stared at me fixedly. Meeting that white mask head-on sent a chill straight down my spine.
“Even though you’re being forced, you don’t mind?”
Men experience far fewer emotional shifts after rape. Unless the woman is a complete monster, no man can refuse casual pleasure. The male body is wired that way. Men push; women receive. In the old days, when a woman weakened the moment she got pregnant, rape was tied directly to survival. But right now I was the one being raped. I needed to fake reluctance so Yoo Dahui could really taste the thrill of it—the feeling of overpowering someone who hates it. Once she tasted that, my brain would crave it forever.
“Of course I mind,” I answered with a cocky smirk.
Want me to feel it? Only I get to decide who eats it. Not her.
“Hmph. Acting so tough won’t help. If your dick hurts too much, lift your hips.”
I obeyed and raised my hips. It felt humiliating. Yoo Dahui laughed at me and stripped off my pants. The flag of the South Korean Army—the symbol of strength—hung in tatters around my calves.
“Boots… ah. Whatever. This is actually better. I can’t move my legs with the pants on.”
“You fucking…”
The combat pants had replaced the shackles on my feet. Once my ankles were locked down, my movements turned sluggish.
“You fucking? Your mouth is filthy.”
“Aagh…! Stop…!”
“Then speak nicely. Got it? Answers only when you say them?”
Yoo Dahui grabbed my cock and squeezed, loosened, squeezed again, tormenting me like a brother. It wasn’t meant to be cruel, but the rawness of a cock being tormented sent an involuntary, sharp spike through me.
“Yes, yes. I get it, so stop…”
“You’re supposed to use polite language.”
“I understand. I’m sorry. Please…”
“Good boy, Jinwoo-ssi.”
Every time I used the honorific, she demanded it again and only released my cock after I obeyed. The reward for submission was extra-soft friction after the rough grip, hitting even harder than before.
Shit, I’m done.
The way her hand stroked my crotch was making me enjoy it myself. My ego was being devoured by M. It couldn’t be allowed. I was not M. I needed a mask. The moment I escaped this situation, I would put one on and rape her properly. Somehow…!
Yoo Dahui kept up the mechanical stroking, using the overflowing precum as lubricant and adjusting the speed freely while she played with me.
“Does it feel good? The first woman you ever met, a complete stranger, jerking you off and moaning? That’s such a pervert thing to do, isn’t it?”
“Haa… yeah, it can be.”
“I told you to use polite language. Should I increase the intensity?”
“Aagh! Wait, wait!”
This time it wasn’t just squeezing. Her hand sped up, stroking only the head and milking me for every drop.
Chack chack chack chack—
The merciless rhythm sent my climax rocketing higher.
“Just cum already.”
Yoo Dahui looked at me with cold eyes. I couldn’t hold back any longer. Plop. Plop!
“Ah, dirty.”
“Hey! If you use that on my clothes…”
I saw a strangely excited look behind the white mask. Unlike what it seemed, Yoo Dahui had decided to keep the mask-girls concept intact.
“Hey? Jinwoo-ssi just called me ‘hey’?”
Yoo Dahui wiped the precum from her hand onto my combat pants. Our brother had already come carelessly, staining the fabric, but wiping it off felt completely different from getting it there.
“That’s… ahh…! Stop…!”
Yoo Dahui spoke coldly for a moment, then ran her hand down my cock. The moment I had just finished cumming, it stayed soft… and then instantly rock-hard again under the intense stimulation. The aftershock felt even more mind-numbing than before.
Slap slap slap—
“Stop? You want me to stop? You asked for a lot while refusing to obey my orders?”
Yoo Dahui didn’t stop. She tormented the already red, sensitive cock right after I came.
Devil. She’s a devil!
Plop!
Already covered in cum, my cock spurted again with a powerful force.
Yoo Dahui gripped it hard enough to pull it out and milked every last drop.
“Kkuu…”
“Wow, you came fast. No different from the first time. You really are a horny dog, Jinwoo-ssi.”
“…Shut your mouth!”
Without realizing it, my hips jerked forward. A stupid, dazed face appeared behind the mask. My insides felt so much better. But the relief lasted only a second.
“Y-you just… called me that? I-it’s…!”
“Aaaaaah! I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!”
Yoo Dahui grabbed my cock firmly, the grip carrying full dominance.
I immediately apologized, and since she hadn’t been serious, she released me the moment I did.
“Don’t get cocky. You’re no better than a pervert, Jinwoo-ssi. You just need to stay hard.”
“Yes, yes… I understand…”
“I really wanted to say that. You’re so cute squatting like that, Jinwoo-ssi.”
“…Yes…”
“So stop struggling and obey. I’m going to get angry if you act up again.”
Sincerity leaked from her words. It hurt like hell.
“It looks better when you stay quiet.”
With my mouth sealed, Yoo Dahui stroked my cock softly, the gentle touch feeling extra slick after the rough play.
The more merciless the earlier stimulation, the more teasing the later one felt.
Is this training? Or has my brain broken? I couldn’t tell. Right now I wanted to submit to her.
I need to end this situation fast.
Yoo Dahui was probably about to use return by death. She wouldn’t continue this loop after dumping this nonsense.
“Uhh.”
Yoo Dahui smiled wickedly and sat on my thigh. The bulge of her pussy pressed against my cock. She took it in her hand and lined it up at her entrance. She paused, thinking hard.
“…You’re useful for nothing but your cock.”
“What?”
Her final words were a nonstop insult. She was clearly turned on by saying them.
“Kim Jinwu-ssi is useless without your cock. Did you know? Without this huge dick…”
Her Adam’s apple bobbed noticeably.
It was so ridiculous I almost laughed, but I kept it in.
“Without your cock… without your cock… hhuu…”
Yoo Dahui slowly lowered her hips. Thanks to return by death, her virgin pussy swallowed my cock all the way down.
“Again the hymen… You should feel honored, Jinwoo-ssi. How many women like me have you fucked all by yourself?”
Yoo Dahui hesitated like a buffer in the middle of the act. She naturally snapped her hips and ripped the hymen. This time the blessing of no pain worked perfectly; she didn’t feel any discomfort.
“Haaah… it feels so good…”
When her ass met my crotch, my cock was buried to the hilt and she started moving slowly.
Slap—
Slap—
Slap—
Slap—
“Ah. Ahn. Aah! A!”
Was she treating me like a convenient masturbator? Yoo Dahui placed her hands on my chest and focused on the lower half, alone. The stimulation wasn’t zero, but even after I came, the pleasure kept rising. The heroine of this novel, Yoo Dahui, is recognized as one of the most legendary figures in the story. Any man who slept with her would abandon even his honor and cling to her. I, a loser like me, wasn’t even in the same league.
“I-I’m about to cum…”
“Ahn… Jinwoo-ssi, you’re about to cum? Like premature ejaculation? You’re already about to finish?”
Yoo Dahui’s hips stopped. Behind the mask her eyes flashed. She was smiling like a kid who had found a toy. I felt the climax pressure slowly draining away. An extremely unpleasant feeling started spreading through my lower body. Whether it was her womb or my combat pants, I would have been fine anywhere as long as I came.
Knowing my thoughts, Yoo Dahui asked, “Do you want to cum?”
“…Yes.”
“Jinwoo-ssi, do you want to cum?”
“Yes.”
Yoo Dahui stared at me. The mask made it a little creepy. Then she started moving her hips in nanometer increments and said in a sugary, “obey me” tone, “Noona, make me cum.”
“……”
“Noona, I want to cum. Make me cum.”
Hey, Yoo Dahui, we’re the same age, friends, right? I couldn’t even speak. The words got stuck at the tip of my tongue. The feeling of losing was overwhelming.
“If you don’t, I won’t move.”
Our brother screamed right away, wanting to cum. Yoo Dahui’s pussy was crushing and violating my brother. She demanded firmly as if demanding four dollars, “Noona, I want to cum inside. Make me cum.”
“……”
“Jinwoo-ssi, are you crazy?”
“Uhhuhuhuhuu!”
I flicked my hips. Yoo Dahui turned serious and clenched her fist right on my balls.
The merciless grip threatened to burst my fragile sack…!
“S-sorry! I’m sorry! Just this once, please!”
“Why do you have to make me hurt to obey? I said not to mess around if you want to keep your dick.”
“I won’t. I won’t do it.”
“Hehe, Jinwoo-ssi is so cute.”
My captured balls were released. Yoo Dahui touched them like precious treasure, her touch full of care. My climax pressure rose again. I had to cum. I had to.
“So. Do you want to cum? Or not?”
“…I want to cum…”
“Then what should I ask you for?”
“…No, Noona…”
“That’s right, good. What next?”
“I want to cum…”
Yoo Dahui’s hips started moving slowly again. The pressure climbed like stairs. I was about to give up. Fuck, next loop I’ll rape her properly.
“More attached. What should I ask you?”
“…Noona! I-I want to cum…!”
“Where?”
“Noona, I want to cum inside…!”
Yoo Dahui giggled and stroked my cheek. Instead of saying “good job,” she sped up her hips.
“Ah. Ahn. Haaah!”
BOOM—
Plop. Plop!
“Haaah…!”
Right before I finished, Yoo Dahui sat on my thigh. The weight pressed my cock down as I came deep inside her. Yoo Dahui, reaching her own peak, shivered and took every drop.
“It feels so good…”
Yoo Dahui looked at me with eyes that had turned sweet and relaxed. She secretly lifted the white mask just enough to show her lips. Then she leaned forward and covered my lips.
Mwah. Mwah.
“Haa… haaah!”
I licked her lips while feeling the afterglow of the climax. At the same time, I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer, pressing our lower bodies together tighter. It was a thick, satisfying creampie.
“Phuh…”
After a long orgasm, Yoo Dahui pulled her lips away. Her expression looked refreshingly satisfied. Had the recent stress been completely released?
“Ah! All the stress from just now is gone!”
Yoo Dahui shouted that, then [Return by Death activated.]
I activated the Blessing of Suicide.