Seeds of Rebellion
The more it went on, the more Cha Woohee felt like she was going to lose her mind. Even granting that they were doing it from behind, was there really a case of focusing this intensely?
“Ah! Ha…ah… haah… slower…”
She kept nearly blacking out from the enormous thing forcing its way into her rear. Woohee was no stranger to sex, but this man was the first to take her there—and he had already violated that place of hers several times. She exhaled hot breaths and tried to endure, yet her body had long since caught fire.
This time he started normally first… this is foul play.
Woohee had steeled herself thoroughly, determined not to let this man see her come undone. Yet for some reason he had begun with ordinary intercourse this time.
Damn it! Seriously…
The only reason she was angry was pride. Unlike Lee Soyeon or Seol-hwa, she ranked far higher on the pride scale. He had refused to elevate her and instead shoved her straight to the bottom. The rear was the absolute peak of that humiliation. But she could not refuse, so she had gritted her teeth and endured. Besides, she had grown a little used to that side of things by now.
This time, however, he had reversed the order—ordinary sex first, then invasion of her rear.
“Ugh!”
Woohee considered it cowardly. She had tried to hold out on pride alone, yet her body was already thoroughly conquered and burning. Then, as if to finish her off, he pushed into her rear, and pleasure outweighed pain. Sensation that she might normally have withstood was already doubled. Her body demanded it of its own accord.
“Euhat! Hat…!”
The massive foreign presence in her rear tormented her without mercy, yet the pain was slight. Instead, the man’s breathing and the effect of her own body going into heat were taking over.
“Ah… euk!”
Woohee raged at the fact that nothing was going the way she wanted, yet the waves of pleasure simply swept her away.
“That’s a really nice expression.”
The man’s laugh looked more wicked than ever. At the same time it crushed her pride again. Woohee wanted to hurl a full bowl of curses, but pain and pleasure arrived once more.
“Ugh!”
He had suddenly changed the rhythm, shifting to something smooth—that enormous thing racing fast, then slowing so she could feel every inch from the start. Another of his hands moved to her sensitive spot.
Again…!
A pattern he used often. Because the rear usually hurt so much, he raised the pleasure of her body to offset it. The problem now was that she was already thoroughly heated; her body state alone was enough to push her over. And yet more stimulation on top of that? Woohee’s head filled with excitement.
As if forcibly crushing her own revulsion, his fingers tormented her and began mining pleasure. They stirred the thoroughly soaked interior, then concentrated their assault on the sensitive spot outside. That was why he had slowed the movement of his hips.
Woohee realized that uncontrollable evidence was already flowing from that place of hers. Common enough during sex, yet under the circumstances she was enduring it felt closer to a forced result. She did not want it, yet everything was decided by the man’s will. She could not stand it. Even when she resisted, the man kept coming, violating her most humiliating rear while forcing loyalty upon her.
And when Woohee climaxed again and her legs gave out, the man scooped her up in one motion.
“Ah… ah…”
He was penetrating deeper inside than in any other position.
“Let go…!”
“That’s a meaningless thing to say. If you keep pretending to hate it, I feel like breaking that too.”
The man moved toward the living-room mirror. As he walked, her rear burned as if on fire and her body went into heat on its own. Then the long-awaited mirror. She could see the self she did not want to see. There was no thrashing in humiliation or rejecting the man. There was only herself, taking it from him and looking glad.
This is… me?
She had not known, but as her body adapted, her expression had already completely melted into pleasure. Beneath the gaze that bounced up and down in front of the mirror stood the confident man. And there was her own face, flushed and rejoicing in submission.
Woohee was shocked. In her heart she had believed she had not surrendered, yet the figure in the mirror was already a thoroughly conquered female. At the same time the man’s movements quickened and another wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her mind grew chaotic; finally, like a car whose brakes had failed, Woohee let out moans without restraint.
“Aaaah…!”
The climaxing cry rang high, and at last the ejaculation ended. But Woohee already knew. The man was not finished yet.
How many times a day does he do this?
Usually three or more rounds in one session. Thinking of that going on all day made her mind go blank. Woohee wore an expression of being fed up, yet her body was looking forward to it in equal measure. Amid those contradictory feelings, when everything finally ended she lay on the sofa, breathing only roughly.
I…
Her resistance had largely vanished; her willpower was greatly weakened. The shock of seeing her true self so clearly would not fade.
Would it be all right like this?
Food was guaranteed and pleasure was not lacking. No—it was better than before. The thought that it might be better simply to live as this man’s woman. Woohee suddenly pinched her cheek.
No. I have to take revenge. Me, living while elevating someone else?
Even if she married, her nature was to control the husband. Living while elevating someone else instead? For a lifetime? In the midst of confusion she caught her breath and called to the man who was looking out the window.
“You… Jin Dohyuk, right?”
“You’re finally calling me by name? ‘You’ isn’t a bad form of address either.”
“Is there… any other woman besides me?”
For Woohee it was the decisive question that would settle her heart. Her body was already following; only her mind remained. The man opened his mouth casually.
“Yeah. From now on, if I see a woman I like, I’ll take her right away. Don’t worry. I won’t let you run into each other.”
“…”
With that, Woohee firmly set her heart. In the end, before the day was out, in the dead of night after the man left, Woohee trembled with humiliation.
“That bastard! Not just me alone…! Other women? Crazy son of a bitch!”
Curses spilled out on their own. The answer that had thoroughly smashed even her last scrap of pride. Even his attitude had been as light as eating a piece of bread in the morning.
I can’t accept it.
Woohee rose from her seat, filled with rage. She could not stay like this. The time had come to execute the plan that had been in her heart.
Zombies actually have poor night vision.
The tip the man had given her. And Woohee at least possessed guts. She washed her body clean and, in the dead of night, stepped outside—unlike Lee Soyeon or Seol-hwa, who almost never left the house. Humiliation and shattered pride were what moved Woohee now. Her steps headed straight for the place that had once been her own hideout. Calming her racing heart as she went, she was able to see someone.
“It was you after all?”
Out there she was able to meet someone.
Usually when I stay at the women’s houses I try to stick around for a few days. Just having sex and leaving shows no affection and is not particularly good for conditioning. They are living people, so I have to manage their emotions if I want things to be convenient later.
Even now I had already been glued to Lee Soyeon’s side at her place for more than a day. Not only sex—meals in between and conversation as well.
“The radio will work. It just couldn’t because there was no electricity.”
One thing I confirmed here was that GPS still functioned. My own phone did not, though. In the end what I would check was the phone obtained through scavenging. Turning that on would tell me.
In the early morning as dawn approached, Lee Soyeon stirred beside me.
“We should eat and then head out, right?”
When she rose calmly, a black negligee fluttered right in front of my eyes. Not ordinary clothes—the kind of eventwear that left the inside completely visible. She knew how to please her husband.
“Where did you buy clothes like that?”
“A long time ago. Don’t ask.”
Seeing how embarrassed she looked, it must have been for her old boyfriend.
“So now I get to properly enjoy the fruits of that. But don’t you have anything even sexier?”
“…You really want a lot, don’t you.”
Lee Soyeon stroked my hair diligently.
“Well, what of it? We’re supposed to enjoy ourselves while we can. Next time I come I’ll raid a clothing store and bring you some fun outfits.”
“Okay.”
Lee Soyeon was, as always, mostly obedient whenever I spoke. I was watching her prepare breakfast when she suddenly tossed out a line.
“How are things going with the other women?”
“Other women?”
Unexpected. For Lee Soyeon to bring that up herself.
“You were going to enjoy other women too anyway, weren’t you?”
“There are, but talking about it isn’t great, is it? Your husband going around embracing other women.”
“Is that so?”
Compared to Seol-hwa at least, Lee Soyeon seemed to have already accepted it; she was actually curious.
“How many?”
“Is there any reason to hear it? It’ll just make you suffer.”
“I don’t care. I’m the first wife, right? Then I need to check, don’t I?”
Huh? Was I imagining it, or did Lee Soyeon’s attitude feel somehow like an older sister’s? Or was it the confidence of the first woman?
“One for certain. One who’s ambiguous.”
“Including me, three… fewer than I thought. But ambiguous—what does that mean?”
Honestly speaking, I still could not feel secure about Woohee. I thought she was half-won over, but it was still not enough. Her pride had looked considerably strong.
“Maybe because she’s used to being treated well. The rebelliousness was severe. Still, a little more and it should be fine.”
“If she was treated well, was she one of the kids who were with other people?”
“I pulled her out, but.”
“By force?”
“Yeah.”
Lee Soyeon seemed to be thinking hard about something at that moment. Why?
“So in the previous group she received good treatment? And her pride is strong?”
“Well, she’s half-won over. In the end there’s no other path. Your husband has power, you know?”
“That’s true, but… are you so sure after telling that girl there are other women?”
Huh? When I said that, it was after I already thought she was half-won over.
“No, after that…”
“A little short on consideration. You should have just lied.”
“They’ll find out eventually anyway?”
Lee Soyeon shook her head.
“It might just be me being overly sensitive, but a woman who’s lived being treated well has strong pride, so be careful.”
“You’re talking about Si Hyun-ah?”
“Yes. It might just be my baseless worry, but I don’t like the idea of my man getting hurt.”
Lee Soyeon blushed as she said it. My man? Saying it herself right now? The desire I had been trying to hold back rose like an active volcano. It was the feeling of a woman who was always passive suddenly shouting “I like you” into your ear, or a woman who always pushed you away suddenly embracing you and whispering. That was exactly what I felt from Lee Soyeon.
I had been planning to leave without doing it, but seducing me like this was too much. I toppled Lee Soyeon right then and went straight into lovemaking. In the end I had no choice but to set out later than planned, around afternoon.
I was pulling the electric bicycle along to go call the kids when I spotted something strange.
“An Suhyeon. What are you doing here?”
Before passing the school I discovered An Suhyeon loitering in the area.
“Ah, yes. I was thinking of doing some scouting.”
“…Hmm.”
Something felt off. Why was Lee Soyeon’s warning coming to mind? Be careful? Was there any reason for An Suhyeon to come all the way out here? Well, there could be. Anything, really. If a person wanted an excuse, anything could serve. But why this sudden tension? At the same time I turned my steps toward Woohee’s building.