Artemis Brothel: Monster Cocks and Human Livestock #2
Now that I looked closer, this place was labeled Hestia's Porch. As we walked, there were just too many things catching my eye.
"Is that... sushi? You eat sushi like that?"
I couldn't believe my eyes. In the center of the hall, a woman serving as a 'human table' had food arranged atop her body.
On her perky breasts sat bright red tuna nigiri, while her pussy held an artful mound of orange salmon roe gunkan. A group of foodies—men and women alike—picked up the pieces with chopsticks from her body, dipping them in soy sauce pooled near her navel.
"It's a popular appetizer. Sushi warmed by a bitch's body heat has a special flavor and aroma, or so they say."
I didn't even bother responding to Yeom Hwa-rin's explanation and turned my gaze elsewhere. Women buried between the legs of men lounging on sofas.
"What... what are they?"
I accidentally referred to them as 'things'.
"They're called cock warmers."
"Cock warmers?"
"Bitches whose sole job is to keep their master's cock warm in their mouths at all times, so it doesn't go cold. That girl can't take it out until her master allows it."
"They stay like that the whole time?"
Yeom Hwa-rin explained that their only duty was to warm cocks while the men took a short break. The cock warmers didn't move a muscle, servicing solely with their mouths—like living thermos devices.
A man receiving service from a cock warmer stood up. The woman he'd been assigned to seamlessly took the next waiting customer's cock into her mouth. Of course, there were pussy warmers for female hunters too—men shoving their heads humiliatingly between women's thighs, tongues probing or licking.
Did they have no sense of shame, or were they just used to this life? Even treated as less than human, their faces looked blissfully content.
"Even E-rank hunters can only dream of such low-level service. Minimum C-rank, and they have to be pretty."
"How noble of you."
Clunk, clunk—swish, swish. Before I knew it, I was gawking as we walked.
One wall displayed living artworks. Nude men and women fixed in transparent acrylic cases like pinned butterflies, price tags on their bodies suggesting they were for sale.
Lee Hyun-seong spoke up.
"Beautiful, aren't they? Sublimating their flesh into art."
"Beautiful... huh."
Stay here too long, and my common sense would twist.
That's when I spotted a pink-haired woman in a maid outfit with holes pierced through her nipples and pussy, approaching a pot-bellied old man with what looked like a menu.
She had a strikingly beautiful face—familiar, like I'd seen her somewhere. Who was she? Pretty hot, too.
"Would you like to order?"
"Spread your legs and sit here."
"Cowgirl position order received. Condom or no?"
Cowgirl meant sex, right? And condoms? She recited it as casually as a high-end restaurant server.
The fat man scanned the menu briefly before deciding.
"No condom. With kissing."
"Understood."
Was that the currency here? He handed over a few refined mana stones, and she beamed.
"Excuse me, then."
A celebrity-level beauty climbed unhesitatingly onto the fat uncle's lap.
"Ahh♡"
She rocked her hips with expert skill. I'd never seen a whore before, but if one existed, this is what I'd imagine.
Yeom Hwa-rin poked my side.
"Hey, know that girl?"
"No. Why would I?"
"She used to be a pretty famous idol. Really no idea? Luna, the epitome of innocence."
"An idol...?"
Her words dredged up a faint memory—a girl with a clear voice singing love songs. I'd heard she'd retired, but here she was, shaking her hips on an old man's lap for cash.
How'd she end up like that...? Not that I'm one to talk.
More importantly, something else bugged me.
"Why trade in mana stones? Because they're hunters?"
"That's your first question? Not curious how that girl ended up working here?"
"Not my business. Everyone's got their reasons."
Like me...
"Fair enough. It's money laundering."
"Laundering?"
"Money laundering, duh? You don't know?"
"Nope. No clue."
"What? You do pay your taxes properly, right?"
"Taxes? I don't know. I just know how to swing a sword. Explain laundering."
Yeom Hwa-rin sighed like I was hopeless.
"Sigh... You know nothing about the world. The National Tax Service is scarier than gates."
"So?"
"Cash and transfers leave records—easy to trace. But we trade items for mana stones, right?"
"Yeah."
"How do you tax mana stones? No bank exchanges them. We don't report every dungeon item we snag, so the tax office has no clue."
"Hmm..."
"Simple: Mana stone trades leave no trail. Pure profit, zero tax. Get it?"
"Kinda..."
"Your financial sense is a mess. Anyway, this is an underground kingdom where dirty money flows."
The ex-idol had apparently finished; she dismounted, panting.
"Huff... huff..."
As she stood, semen oozed from her pussy, trickling down her thighs.
"Sir, you've cum—how would you like to extend?"
Yeom Hwa-rin gestured.
"That idol hunter's the same. Earned billions on the surface, but after taxes and agency cuts, nothing left."
"She sells her body just for that?"
"Better than risking life in gates with mediocre skills. Guaranteed mana stones, no taxes—pure profit, backed by the management office."
"Still prostitution."
"You're so uptight. What's wrong with it?"
"I'm uptight? Everything here is illegal."
"So? Where do wanted hunters like us blow off steam? Is sex a crime?"
"There are other ways to de-stress. Sex is for someone you love..."
"Master, this girl's weird."
"Leave her. It's that mode."
You're the weird ones. Anyway, one more realization: This wasn't just a lust den—it was a massive underground economy hub, evading law with secret wealth and power trades...
We passed the hall, descending a massive spiral staircase to Aphrodite's Garden. Through special reinforced glass, an indoor zoo appeared. Animals? More like a dungeon teeming with monsters—goblins, orcs, tentacles, low-tier beasts caged like you'd see inside a gate.
"Those are monsters captured alive from dungeon breaks."
Capturing from breaks? That meant...
"Wait, you're raising monsters in central Seoul?"
"Yep."
"Dangerous."
"Don't you think this is the safest spot in Korea?"
"Maybe... but why?"
"Can't counter them without research, right?"
Yeom Hwa-rin gave a plausible excuse, but I caught a faint smirk in her eyes.
"Plus... some guests have unique tastes."
"No way, monsters...?"
"Yeah. Some want to watch monster fucking. Most want to do it."
Right on cue, I witnessed a scene in one enclosure. A female hunter, chained, took a massive orc cock like an onahole.
"Ahh♡ Deeper, shove it deeper, hubby♡"
She moaned with a face lost in ecstasy.
"Ugh♡ Haa♡ My pussy...! It's ripping apart from monster cock♡"
Every thrust of the orc's huge dick—standard for their kind—made her belly grotesquely bulge and recede.
She wasn't human anymore; she howled like a beast.
"Some strong hunters come voluntarily. For those craving submission to the weak."
"That's... a taste."
"Or overwhelming power raping them. Safer than it looks."
Her manicured finger pointed at the monster's neck.
"See the collar? Harm triggers it."
I fiddled with my dog collar. Similar...? Nah...
"Guh!... Ngh!"
Unbelievable—I'd see it all today. A guy too? Gay? Or masochist...?
I whispered to Yeom Hwa-rin.
"You... tried it?"
"Who knows...?"
Her enigmatic smile said yes.
"And what are you? Call me senpai."
"When?"
"Ugh, you don't remember. Call me senpai now."
"Pass."
Deeper in, the green glow from the doctor's clinic reappeared. A space labeled Slime Womb. A massive slime's gelatinous body invaded slaves' mouths, pussies, anals—every hole.
Semitransparent, you could see inside: victims submerged like they'd become part of it, passed out. Faint twitches suggested they lived, but I checked.
"They're not dead, right?"
"Alive. Timed perfectly."
Next: Tentacle Nursery. Dozens of thick, writhing tentacles gangbanged women.
"Ahh... haa... yes... more!"
Weirdly, all had grotesquely swollen bellies like full-term pregnancies.
"Why the bellies?"
Lee Hyun-seong, who'd been silent, draped an arm over my shoulder.
"Those are hosts."
"Hosts?"
"Tentacles lay eggs in any womb to breed. Hundreds growing in theirs—birthing new toys."
"Master... you gonna make me one?"
"Depending. Want to? Research says high-mana hosts birth stronger tentacles."
"No way. Carrying monster seed...?"
I tried pulling away, but he hugged tighter. For some reason, my heart raced in his arms.
Why...? This guy makes my chest flutter...? Weird. I...
"Let's go."
"Master, how far down? What's next?"
"Almost there."
The escalator led to the third zone: Ares Arena. A circular space where a woman in pricey armor fought a small ogre, kicking up dirt.
Clang! The ogre's axe smashed her shield.
"Ngh!"
Today's main event! A-rank tanker Ironwall Cherry's deathmatch! Will Cherry falter here?! Cracks in the shield already?!
"Wooooaaahhh!!"
The commentator's hype ignited the packed circular stands.
Cherry's body glowed red, drawing the monster—Taunt skill. Kinda tempting, honestly.
"Looks fun. What's this place?"
"Underground arena."
Amid the roar, Yeom Hwa-rin raised her voice.
"Win, get mana stones from bets. Lose, gangbanged by the crowd."
"Extreme. Auction house?"
"Auction? Over there, but—"
Lee Hyun-seong cut in.
"People to introduce first."
Tch, just when I found something interesting. Yeom Hwa-rin, who'd been grinning, pouted.
"I hate those guys, Master."
"No choice."
"Who?"
"Artemis's other masters."
"Masters?"
"Rulers who built and run this."
"Who?"
Yeom Hwa-rin clung to the unusually quiet Lee Hyun-seong's arm.
"Our master first."
"And?"
"S-rank summoner Yoo Cheon-woo. And S-rank puppeteer Ma Do-jun."
Obvious perverts who love controlling others...
"Total pervs."
"..."
"..."
Yeom Hwa-rin nodded; even Lee Hyun-seong gave a 'those guys...' look skyward. If they admit it...
Leaving the arena frenzy, we traversed a corridor to a massive inner door.
"Welcome, Master Lee Hyun-seong."
The guard bowed 90 degrees to Master.
Rumble—
The inner air was heavier than the hall—pure, dense with power's scent.
A high altar symbolizing authority held three obsidian thrones.
Two men already sat, glaring down, exuding fierce auras that thickened the air oppressively.
"That's the newbie? Actually trained her, huh? Brought her here. Kraha!"
"Whoa, the Sword Princess as that guy's whore. Hey, show your face."
What? Cocky bastards?