Hunter's Duties (3)
The gate's interior was a labyrinth.
"Three orcs ahead!"
Before the words were even out, I kicked off and launched forward. Shring— Blue sword energy spread along the arc I traced.
"Grk…?"
"Kiek…?"
The orcs didn't even realize they'd been sliced. They just froze in place, axes and clubs raised toward me. Moments later, thin red lines appeared on their necks, and three heads tumbled to the floor.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
Three dull thumps—that was the end of the fight. Not a single drop of blood stained my combat uniform.
"M-monster… So that's the power of the one they call the Sword Princess?"
"I've only heard rumors, but she's on another level!"
The two hunters who'd joined hastily to fill out the party—formed in a rush since the red gate had spawned in Jongno 3-ga—gaped in awe.
"I couldn't even follow her swing with my eyes. Is that the realm of the Sword Saint?"
"No way Baekya Guild doesn't have a monster like that as their master?"
"And look at her composure in this maze. What presence."
Composure? I just couldn't speak. My mouth was stuffed full of lukewarm, sticky fluid.
Was it their fault? No—this was all my choice. It wasn't like an involuntary muscle I couldn't control, like my heart; I simply didn't want to swallow, and couldn't anyway. Rolling my tongue stirred that fishy taste, and oddly, it brought a sense of calm. I had to breathe through my nose—no deep breaths possible, which was inconvenient…
The duo showered me with praise that bordered on obnoxious, while Yumi crossed her arms proudly.
"Hmph! There's no hunter stronger than Sis in this world! Even the Guild Master couldn't beat her one-on-one, right?"
Cheol-ho oppa, clad in red plate armor, scolded her theatrics.
"Yumi… Don't embarrass the guild."
"What'd I say wrong, oppa? It's just the format of spars. If Sis had Griffon…"
"Aigoo. Let's move."
"No, but it's true. Humans die if you cut 'em with a sword, duh?"
"Ignore her! Sorry, our healer's a bit overzealous."
"Sis! Hey, Sis! Tell 'em. Who's stronger, you or the Guild Master?"
"…"
No point responding. A hunter's duty is clearing gates to protect the world. What good comes from fighting each other?
My nape prickled. Ignoring their adulation, I approached the fallen orcs. With my sword tip, I sliced the crude leather belt at one’s waist. Out popped a massive, red-hot cock.
Caught by that brutish thing, used as a sex toy, violated—the fantasy flashed through my mind. I'd heard orc semen has a powerful aphrodisiac effect; human women are just cum dumps for them. Cradled in an orc's arms like spoils of war, dragged from cave to cave. Impaled on that huge dick in front of other orcs, moaning like a bitch in heat, living as a cocksleeve…
Ah…♡ My lower belly tingled. As if… I'd experienced it before.
Male Orc's mating and aphrodisiac effects neutralized by Guardian Sanctuary.
The lewd delusion washed away cleanly.
Self-Separation Neural Interface is under threat.
Ugh…! My head! I staggered back from the orc corpse.
"Sis? You okay?"
"Mmgh."
"She's been weird today."
Yumi sidled close and whispered, "Sis, you feeling sensitive? On your period or something?"
I shook my head and hurried ahead. The others followed.
"Sis! Wait up! Sorry!"
"The Sword Princess is so quiet… And so beautiful, with such a generous heart."
"Generous heart, sure. That side's flat, though…"
They thought distance hid their words. How bold… Sexual harassment as daily routine. After seeing me decapitate three orcs?
I wanted to snap at them, but then Cheol-ho oppa's voice boomed from behind.
"You punks… Just mine the mana stones quietly."
Oppa?
"You guys know something. Convince 'em to join us for drinks later. Especially you."
"Huh?"
"You got the best face, get it?"
I shouldn't have trusted them even for a second. I whipped around, and they flinched.
"You heard that? Sorry!"
Clang—!Clang—!
The porters mined mana stones while I took a break. We'd agreed on 10% total share for them. Back to the wall, I savored the fluid like gum—cheeks bulging awkwardly. I wanted to clear this fast…
But Cheol-ho oppa was getting healed by Yumi. This happened after we split at a fork: me solo left, the other seven right.
"You okay, oppa? Heal!"
"Haha, yeah, thanks. But Sia, we haven't had a chance to shine!"
"…"
"Sis is sensitive today—best not talk to her."
"Yeah? Sorry. Anyway, this is way easier than that last A-rank dungeon, right?"
Smooth—too smooth, as he said. Gates are ranked by mana levels; red gates are dangerous. Main reason: dungeon breaks on day 4 if ignored, monsters spilling out.
Luckily, this maze was complex but simple structurally. Monsters B-rank at best—I handled most upfront. Only issue: it lured us deeper underground.
"Healer, does Baekya Guild have outliers like her?"
Yumi, beaming all day, made me squirm. "Told you—Sis is special."
Cheol-ho oppa bristled. "Yumi, what about me?!"
"Cheol-ho oppa? Hm… No comment!"
"What? Be honest."
"Aww, oppa, that's me sparing your pride. Want the raw truth?"
They'd grown close lately. Life-or-death bonds form fast in gates, faster than in society. Tank-healer synergy, maybe. I rarely need heals, so Yumi always buffs him…
Cheol-ho oppa stood. "Alright, let's go!"
How far did we go? Twisty paths, but we hit a massive stone door. Boss room, probably.
"Thanks to our Sword Hunter, we've breezed through—but for the boss, let's support the Sword Princess full throttle!"
He rallied instead of me. "Don't get hurt, oppa!"
Yumi stacked buffs.
"The invincible Sword Saint charges!"
"Right behind!"
"Breaching!"
Grrroooowl— Wait… The floor. Something's off. Faint vibrations between stones. Trap, nine times out of ten.
I tried lowering my voice to warn them—ready to swallow to save my comrades. Was it even worth that resolve? Like stopping my heart—humanly impossible. That desperate.
With blood-curdling effort: "Mmgh…! Mmmgh! Tr, trap…!"
Just a few strands dribbled from my lips. That inexplicable regret and sorrow at wasting it—overriding worry for them—crushed me with self-loathing. What the hell am I…
As helplessness surged—
"Sis? What's wrong? You okay?"
Yumi noticed, approached. Rumble—!
The whole stone floor collapsed.
"Uwaaak!"
"Kyaaak! Sis!!!!"
"Fuck! What the—!"
Seven party members screamed, plummeting. Crash—!
Instinct kicked in; I leaped to the edge using crumbling chunks. Pitch black below—not one or two floors, way deeper.
Cheol-ho oppa's voice echoed first. "Everyone okay?! Hey?!"
"Fuck!"
"Uwaaak! Crushed by rocks! Help!"
Gigantic sinkhole—chaos below, no doubt. I felt pathetic. Like some mermaid without a voice…
I readied to jump too. Yumi called, "No way! Sis is invincible! Sis~ Can you hear? We're fine! Wait! We'll find you!"
"Sia, if you hear—selfish, but take the boss! Seems our only way out!"
Oppa had lungs. "Sis! No! Don't push it! We'll climb up. Wait!"
"Spiders coming!"
"Eek! Hate spiders!"
Their voices faded. I assessed: Could they climb? Should I go down? No—oppa's right; kill boss, monsters retreat. Even if I went, climbing back might take ages. Maybe gimmick forces solo boss.
Focus: Swift boss kill optimal.
Resolved, I pushed the stone door. Creeeak— Vast hall unfolded. Center: massive throne.
"Grrr…"
The minotaur towered four times my height. Blood-red eyes, massive horns, scars everywhere… But what caught my eye: the third leg dangling between its thighs. Grotesque, like a living battering ram. Pulsing as if challenging: Can you kill me alone, bitch?
Cheeky bastard! Flaunting that filth! I'll lop it off first!
"Kraaaar—."
Kretor's skill King's Intimidationneutralized by Guardian Sanctuary.
Kretor's skill Submissive Pheromonesneutralized by Guardian Sanctuary.
…Countless passive mental attacks blocked by Guardian Sword. Thanks, Griffon. Why'd I ever think of giving you to Doc…?
"Kroooar—!"
The minotaur rose from the throne, roaring. Shake off distractions! Sia Seong.
Clang—!Clang! Sword met club; the hall shook. Immense power, but slow. I parried, flowing counterattacks. Slashed multiple spots, but regeneration healed fast. Wounds lingered—damage accumulating. Aimed joints, tendons, vitals; upped speed.
Gaining edge, as planned. Winnable.
"Kroooaaar—!!!"
Irritated by my persistence, it enrage-modded. What—! Eyes glowed red, shockwave blasted everything.
Boom—!
Sword as shield, I barely endured. Death throes—finish it!
But nose-breathing hit limit. Drip— Reflexively, lips parted for air.
Gulp.
Fishy, thin, lukewarm fluid slid down my throat.
"…!"
Thought froze. Time halted, like magic.
No swallowing Master's cum without permission.
No swallowing Master's cum without permission.
Rule. Broke the rule.
No swallowing Master's cum without permission.
This trivial, absolute rule. I broke it.
Protocol Violation: Do not swallow semen without administrator's permission!
Self-Separation Interface forcibly switching to Bitch Mode!
Executing severe punishment!
Sparks flew from the choker, flesh scorching.
"Aaak!"
Cells burned, electric shock from fingertips to toes.
"Kyaaaaak—!"
I screamed, rolling on the floor. In convulsions, Griffon slipped from my grasp.
Clang—!
Guardian Sword hit stone, rationality snapped. Primal terror and self-loathing filled the void.
Kretor's skill King's Intimidationapplied.
Kretor's skill Submissive Pheromonesapplied.
I broke Master's command. Defective. Useless. Dispose of me. No—beg forgiveness first. Beg. Beg. What have I…!
Sorry for disobeying. Won't happen again!
"Kaaak!"
I writhed on the ground. Just a heat-struck bitch begging not to be abandoned by her Master.
"Sorry…! Sorry, Master…! This filthy bitch…! This big-titted sow…! Disobeyed and swallowed Master's cum on my own…! Sorry!"
I slapped my cheeks. Slap, slap— echoes in the dungeon. Can't even call myself an onahole after breaking a simple order. Disqualified.
"My fault…! This useless meat toilet onahole… will be scrapped…! Sorry…! Uhuhuuk…!"
"Grrrng?"
Only the hideous monster in view. No—not a monster. Ah… My Master… Swallowed his cum without permission… Master Minotaur's angry… Somehow…
I begged like a madwoman. Broken circuits drew conclusions. Tears and snot smeared, I looked up at the minotaur. No longer repulsive—just my sin-forgiving, accepting Master.
I prostrated at his massive feet, enduring pain, bowing swiftly. Reverently, lewdly. No resistance. Stripped fast.
"Please accept this vulgar, ugly body."
"Kraa…?"
M-meaning submission, I spread thighs M-wide. Ass up like a bitch, shaking, pleading gaze upward.
"Master…♡ Accept this filthy rag…♡ Violate my pussy with your massive cock. Fill me with your seed…♡ In my pussy, not this dumb mouth pussy!"
"Kro…?"
Fingers in cunt, squelch squelch, rubbed clit, masturbating.
"Punish this filthy bitch… I'm sturdy, so ruin my pussy into your cock's shape, make it useless…♡"
Vulgar pleas poured; pussy juice dripped between legs.
"I'll take strong male seed and bear young. Fulfill a female's dutyyy…♡"
"Kraaaar—!"
Master roared. Huge cock swelled, dripping pre-cum on floor. True male…♡
Thick, noble hand gripped my legs, hoisted upside-down.
"Guhk! Gently…"
"Urooo!"
Legs wide, aligned massive cock with my pussy hole.
"Ah…! Nooo…! Master…! Too big, it'll rip me…!♡♡♡"
"Urooo!"
I'll break♡♡♡♡ Far off, discarded Griffon dimmed, ownerless.
