Submission Training
The moment Lee Soyeon finally woke, pure joy surged through me.
What kind of moan would spill from those lips slick with her own fluids? What would unfold now that it wasn't a sleeping body, but one burning with heat?
Doing it with a celebrity like Lee Soyeon — three rounds would be more than enough.
Her eyes met mine, flicked downward for a second, then flew wide with shock.
Her body began to stir, clearly trying to escape. But after two rounds of passion, she couldn't control herself — all she managed was to shove uselessly at the sheets.
"Ah… ah…"
A face frozen in shock. Even with the sleeping pills still in her system, she was desperately trying to move.
She tried to scramble back, but there was nowhere to go. What was the point?
Amused, I left her alone.
The eyes that had just opened looked like those of a pure young lady. That gaze alone made her seem younger than her years.
Without heavy makeup, her face held a fragile, pitiful quality as her eyes darted around the room.
"W-who… are you?"
She tried to sit up, only to lose her strength and collapse again.
Realizing how wrecked her body was, she had no choice but to stay still. Even trying to move her lower half, she clearly had no strength left.
I watched with pleasure as the mark of her submission — the one I'd left on her — slowly slid down her face.
It traced the proud line of her nose and came to rest against her lips.
"!"
Soyeon flinched, wiped the fluid away with her hand, and stared at it carefully.
"…?"
She still had no idea what it was, or that it had come from me.
Even now, she looked at her hand, started to lower it, then brought it back up for another look.
This was why it was so fun.
"To be precise, the name's Jin Dohyuk. I'm trying to change the zombie world somehow."
"…This… this… right now…"
But she wasn't listening. She was finally touching her face all over, staring at the lovely traces of what we'd done.
"Ah, that? That's the result of you and me."
"…What?"
"You're thirty-seven, right? At that age, you already know what it is. The evidence of what you and I did."
She stared at me blankly — and only then took in the state of her own body.
Her slip nightgown had been stripped completely from her upper half, bunched around her waist. Her underwear and the area around her sex were soaked with every kind of sticky fluid.
"I didn't get your consent, but that doesn't really matter, does it? It's my decision."
"Ah… ah…"
"You enjoyed it plenty too. Now that you're awake, we can enjoy it even more."
The moment I rose from my seat, raw fear flooded her face.
"Don't… don't come near me."
"Why?"
"Y-you can't do that."
In her terror, she yanked the blanket toward herself.
Entertaining as it was, there was no point dragging this out. Time to settle things.
"I heard your opinion. Don't care. What matters is me. Got it? If I want to do it, I do it."
"…"
Her eyes went even wider. Sure, by normal logic it was absurd — but when it came to survival, I was exactly right.
The one holding the initiative here, the one who decided life and death, was me. In a world without law or rules, the person who held life and death in his hands was the law and the rules.
In other words, Lee Soyeon's feelings meant nothing. Only my decisions counted.
Making her understand that completely — and binding her to me — was the goal right now.
"I'm going to keep killing zombies either way. In a few days I'll head out again. Until then, be a good wife and entertain your husband."
"What… are you talking about…?"
"If I say I'm doing it, how exactly are you going to stop me?"
I was telling her to face reality. Right now, the person who held absolute power over her life and death was me.
If I decided to, I could do anything.
I needed her to understand that.
"Overpowering someone who actively resists has its own charm, sure — but if we're doing this, I'd rather we both play along…"
"Y-y-you're insane. You're completely insane!"
Soyeon staggered, trying to push herself up again. She'd recovered enough to get halfway upright, but she still couldn't keep her balance.
"Ah!"
Her legs trembled and a moan slipped out. I knew that reaction well — the women I'd been with always looked like that in the morning. The shock hit hard.
"I'm offering a compromise here. As you can see, I'm still good to go. Looks like I need to remind you of your place again."
"…"
Clutching her lower belly, her face flushed, Soyeon shot me a look of pure contempt.
Yeah. This was fun. Doing whatever I wanted.
I grabbed the wrist of the still-stumbling Soyeon and dragged her back down onto the bed.
"Aah…"
Now it was the real thing. Finally I could hear her properly, see her reactions — a real encounter with Lee Soyeon.
Playing with a sleeping body had its thrills, but nothing beat a living response.
I laid her flat, pinned both her arms, and started on round three.
Shock, terror, and sheer disbelief wiped everything else away.
For Lee Soyeon, it was like being struck by lightning. She had been sleeping when an ensemble of pain and pleasure finally woke her — only to find a man who looked younger than her standing there, cock already out, without a word of explanation.
She had no idea how he'd gotten in, but she could tell he was a survivor.
Zombies didn't lust after people, after all.
The only thing that hit her was the complex dread of realizing he wanted her.
From the moment she woke, the burning heat in her lower abdomen and the strangely scented fluids coating her body made her head swim.
A naked man was thrusting the largest cock she had ever seen in her life right in front of her face.
And from the state of her body, even if she resisted, she stood no chance of winning.
Soyeon trembled with pure terror.
She had been waiting quietly for death alone — so why was this happening?
Clutching her aching head, she was forced into it with this man all over again.
In an instant both her arms were pinned. She kicked and thrashed, but he was far too skilled — in a heartbeat he gathered both her wrists and locked them in one hand.
Meanwhile, that monstrous thing twitching right in front of her eyes drew closer to her face.
"Ah…"
She was so stunned she couldn't even resist for a second. She just stared at it, eyes wide.
It was that shocking. For a woman with relatively little experience for her age, something that size was completely new.
Then the cock withdrew from her field of vision, and with his free hand he forced one of her thighs up.
"No."
"Shh. Zombies might come."
The man was shameless. He was about to violate her, and he was talking about zombies.
But Soyeon shut her mouth for a moment. She had no choice.
In this future world, she was far more sensitive to the threat of zombies than a man who had come from the past.
In that brief silence, the monstrous thing was already aimed straight at her.
He was so practiced that he had shoved her legs nearly to the point of splitting, leaving her no way to defend herself with her feet.
There was no stopping it.
"No… just wait… please…"
In the end, she was reduced to begging. Even as she was being forced, she had to lower herself.
What a humiliation. Her pure expression twisted with rage for a second — then crumbled under overwhelming strength.
"Ah…"
Without any preamble at all, the man's cock began to fill her completely.
It's too much…
The pressure and the faint pain made her whole body shudder.
But her body had already been soaked twice. Against her will, pleasure began seducing every inch of her at once.
I have to endure it. I absolutely cannot react.
She was clearly being taken against her will. And yet her body, already ravaged twice, was refusing her resolve.
"Ah… nngh…"
Every time he drove hard into her already-heated body, she clenched her teeth with everything she had.
The only thing she could do was deny this hateful man any pleasure.
She wasn't a virgin. She had experience. She bit down and tried to hold it in — but it wasn't working.
The rough thrusts forced the breath from her lungs. As he moved and filled her past capacity, all she could do was moan.
"Ah! Ah…"
Nothing was under her control. Not her voice, not her body's reactions. Everything. Under this man's control, she was just a toy spitting out whatever he wanted.
And it wasn't mindless either.
Why did he suddenly slow down?
He was nothing like the men who just pounded away and finished. After driving into her hard with one leg pinned up, he started rolling his hips in a rhythmic, stirring motion.
That thick length churning inside her delivered a piercing thrill she had never felt before.
The dense, skilled work of his hips turned a face clenched against pain into one flooded with pleasure in an instant.
In her daze, her eyes met those of Jin Dohyuk — the man violating her.
"…"
"…"
Soyeon felt a flash of shame and twisted her expression.
Dohyuk already wore the look of a victor, laughing at her for it.
"For your age, you don't have much experience with men, do you? Not even trying to respond. From now on, you're mine."
"Don't make me laugh. Trash! You're trash— ugh!"
Without warning, the man claimed her lips.
She had planned to bite down the second his tongue entered — but surprisingly, he didn't push further.
He's really skilled.
He stole her lips with total ease, and the rhythmic motion of his hips slowed.
"Ah… mm… nngh…"
Little by little, pleasure began to soak into her voice.
"In your late thirties, finding a man gets hard, right? Who's going to do it for someone your age? But now a young guy like me is fucking you — of course you should like it. Hmm? A young man's cock."
Dohyuk's mockery scraped at her ears, as if scolding her for not giving him what he wanted.
"And you're refusing? Sorry, but you don't get a choice. Either you get thoroughly used and discarded here — or you serve your husband properly and survive. That's it."
"…"
A deep, bitter sorrow welled up inside her. She had already been betrayed and shattered, and now she had to hear this on top of it.
"I… aah! Mm… haah… ah! Someone like you— ah!"
She wanted to spit out her rage, but her violently responding body kept interrupting her.
All it did was give the man more pleasure. Knowing that, Soyeon could only swallow her tears deep inside.
"I was born when you were still in middle school. And right now you're taking it from someone that young — and you're even enjoying it. Feels good, doesn't it? Who else is going to do this for you? Hmm? Is there anyone else left alive around here?"
He kept degrading her and taking her. The rage at being forced was long since buried under the pleasure.
In the end, this third round — and their first real encounter — went on for a full forty minutes.
"Aah. Please… a little… gentler…"
She begged pitifully, but the man ignored her. Without a shred of consideration, he was forcibly breaking everything inside her.
I can't… I can't let it end like this…
But this time was already lost. Strength drained from Soyeon's legs and hands. All that remained was the endless struggle to hold back her moans.
She accepted the desire of a male who held absolute dominance.
There was nothing else she could do but take it, powerless.
"Aah! Ah! Nngh… ah… no… please…"
Was that why? As she writhed harder under the pleasure, she was forced to recognize her own position.
The intense sensation driving between her naturally parted legs was now overwhelming her fully conscious mind.
Her breathing grew harsher and faster — she could feel she was reaching her limit.
It was finally ending. But Soyeon couldn't even form a thought about it.
Exhaustion.
The price of accepting such fierce desire was total collapse — everything spent, nothing left but the full taste of submission.