The Dirty Cleaning
Sakaha did not like people.
She was a member of the party that had saved the world, and among them, a knight who protected her comrades.
Yet...
Sakaha had never liked people.
From the very beginning, she had been possessed by monstrous strength.
At seven years old, she had wrestled a rampaging northern bull to the ground with her bare hands.
At nine, she had slain a hidden demon in the city with her fists.
By adulthood, she had become the strongest knight in the north.
How dull.
To her, people were nothing more than frail and fragile things.
A single playful swat could easily wound or cripple them.
Demons were no different.
They were just a bigger disaster and greater fear to ordinary people, but to her they were nothing more than beings she could casually tear apart and kill.
She was special, and everyone else was ordinary.
Everyone said so.
Her parents. Her childhood friends. Her master. Even the previous strongest knight.
But to Sakaha, that was not the issue at all.
The gap was simply too vast.
So vast that the other person did not even resemble a human.
Because the opponent did not look like a person, she was always arrogant and selfish.
She liked fighting, so she only ever fought demons.
She never felt the need to save people or fulfill any knightly duty.
That thought only grew stronger with time instead of fading.
What if the weak simply deserve to be extinguished?
Even in the war between humans and demons, she felt no real excitement.
The strong kill the weak; that is just the way of nature.
Because she felt no kinship with her own kind, watching humans die never stirred her heart.
She was lonely.
It seemed that in this world, the only real human was herself.
Just before those thoughts drove her mad, she met a man.
In the first one-on-one battle of her life without deceit, she had lost.
Surely she was stronger.
Yet why could she not win?
When she asked why, the man said that if she joined his party as a companion, he could give her the answer.
Sakaha joined the hero party not for any lofty mission, but out of pure personal curiosity.
While with them, the hero she observed was truly strange.
He sacrificed himself for others.
He sought no reward in helping others.
He genuinely believed that helping people would make the world a better place.
She could not understand his way of thinking.
It was the way of the weak.
Too weak to survive alone, so they relied on others.
Yet why did a hero as strong as himself hold such a mindset and act that way?
At the time, she had no idea.
Only after walking the path to defeat the Demon King together, trusting and relying on her companions, did she finally understand.
The reason was...
What was it again?
The dream space shattered, and her eyes opened.
“Urruk! Uruk! Your companion and you killed my brother! I’ll punish you with my huge cock! This is big brother’s dick! This is little brother’s dick!”
*Glurk. Glurk.*
Hot cum flooded into Sakaha’s pussy.
“Uhhuh. How is it? Your mind’s all messed up now, huh? Once you’re caught by big brother Yoon, women just go crazy!”
The bandit who believed Sakaha had temporarily lost her sanity because of his cockplay grinned with glee.
“Ahh. I thought I’d pulled it all the way out.”
*Squish.*
*Glug. Chukchukchuk.*
Sakaha’s pussy was red and swollen, puffy like a hot bread roll.
The moment the bandit pulled his cock out, the thick cum in her pussy surged back.
“The dick that got dirty because of our Fairy Lady. Shall I clean it for you?”
Inside the pussy that countless men had creampied, the cock that had just added fresh cum minutes ago slid into her mouth.
“Uhhuh. A woman’s mouth isn’t meant for talking; it’s best used for serving cocks.”
The bandit squeezed out the leftover cum in her urethra and rubbed it against Sakaha’s tongue to wipe it clean.
Wearing the special aphrodisiac pill, Sakaha could not resist and had no choice but to silently endure the humiliation.
After finishing his business, the bandit hummed a tune as he left the public chamber.
“Now it’s my turn, right? Can I just come in?”
“Wait. Let me clean first.”
The bandit in charge of the public chamber brought a water bucket and a pole with a cloth tied at the end.
“Uwek. Even if she looks like a fairy, once she’s covered in cum it’s disgusting.”
He poured the water from the bucket onto Sakaha.
*Sploosh.* The water washed away the filth stuck to her body.
“She really is a bitch. Just one bucket of water and suddenly she’s clean like a fairy again.”
Even the seasoned bandit who had worked in the public chamber for decades was stunned by the sight.
While praising with his mouth, the bandit remembered his task.
He thrust the pole with the cloth into Sakaha’s pussy and stirred to scrape out the cum.
“Krruk!”
The pain and humiliation were beyond anything he could compare to simply thrusting a cock.
Sakaha, who had been trying to kill her mind, could not hide the sudden surge of killing intent in her eyes as she glared at the bandit.
“Ha! Your eyes still haven’t died. It seems you still don’t understand your position. I’ll kindly explain it to you in detail!”
The public chamber manager bandit pulled down his pants.
Since Sakaha had already been fucked by countless bandits, having one more cock inside her did not scare her.
“Heh. Women’s thoughts are so obvious.”
Reading her thought, the bandit smirked and brought his half-erect cock right in front of her eyes.
*Squirt. Squirt.*
The half-erect cock sprayed out something different from cum.
The yellow, stinking piss splashed forcefully onto Sakaha’s face.
“Oops. I see I never gave you water before. You’ll die of thirst otherwise, so I’ll bring you something to drink.”
The bandit pulled out for a moment and shoved his cock into her mouth.
Then he pushed the piss in.
The piss flooded her forcibly gaped mouth.
“Ugh! Ugruggh!!”
Sakaha thrashed against the endless disgusting act, but her resistance was utterly powerless.
“Uwek. Uweek!”
“Krrhm. Now you know your place, right? You’re a cumdump. If you want to cum, shove it in the hole. If you want to piss, just shove it into your own face and mouth. That’s all you are. Got it?”
The bandit refilled the water bucket and poured it over Sakaha again.
“Next time, if I see you still not managing your eyes, I’ll piss directly into your pussy. Behave yourself.”
*Slap!*
He slapped her swollen pussy with his palm, then left.
“Next!”
“Krrhm. Th-that… can I piss too?”
“Cleaning is a pain, so go piss outside!”
“Damn. I want to work in the public chamber and earn the boss’s favor.”
The next men entered.
Their eyes burned with lust, their cocks hard.
They shook their hips until they satisfied themselves.
When the man in front finished his business, another took his place and repeated the same thing.
‘When does this nightmare end?’
Within her fading consciousness, Sakaha thought of one man.
***
“Disgusting.”
“Indeed. They were all born from their mothers’ pussies, yet they treat women so casually… tsk.”
“That’s not even the worst. That woman still hasn’t given up.”
Three days had passed since the Mountain King Mu Hogang permitted it.
During those three days, countless bandits had raped and humiliated her.
Sakaha had accepted it all in silence like a dead person, so most bandits assumed her mind had broken.
But the public chamber’s manager, A-sam, who had fucked many women, knew Sakaha had not broken yet.
“What shall we do then? There’s still a little time left. Shall we exert ourselves?”
“Enough. The public chamber is for punishment, not training.”
A-sam and his subordinates washed Sakaha and applied perfume to her body.
They dressed her in precious silk clothes and lightly powdered her face.
Just hours earlier she had been the bandits’ public toilet, but now she looked like a fairy from a tale.
“Let’s go. The boss is waiting.”
Sakaha faced Mu Hogang again in the main hall.
“How was my subordinates’ careful care? Did you like it?”
“Dull.”
“... Heh. Heh heh heh heh! Even though it’s bluff, it’s really impressive. I even want you more!”
Women who had been to the public chamber even once would kneel and beg for anything.
Sakaha, who had been roughly handled for three days, looked merely tired.
There was no sign of submission.
“From now on, listen carefully. I don’t know what I’ll do.”
Mu Hogang put on a heavy face and spoke each word slowly.
“Become my wife. If you want to become a queen, I’ll conquer a country and give it to you. I am utterly sincere. So don’t hold onto that dead man and become my wife.”
Mu Hogang and Sakaha stared at each other.
“No.”
“Why?”
“You’re ugly.”
Mu Hogang thought that if his proposal was rejected, he could simply kill her in rage.
He meant it with all his heart.
To others it was blackmail, but to him it was a beautiful love confession from a romance novel.
Even after rejection, the anger did not burn as much as he expected.
He just wanted her.
“Hyang Ga.”
“Yes, Father.”
“Can you make her say she wants to be my wife? Can you do it?”
The eldest of the Taeo bandits, Hyang Ga.
A slender, smiling man with a bitter face among the rough bandits.
He had many talents, and in situations like this, those talents were put to good use.
“Leave it to me. Two days will be more than enough.”