A New Visitor
For Cha Yejin, the situation had been completely unexpected. Being ambushed in the middle of the night was shocking enough — but the relentless intensity of the assault never let up.
Honey… help me. Please…
She had no room to wonder how he had gotten inside. Every scrap of her focus was spent trying to hold back the sensations ravaging her body.
The real problem was that this man was not simply raping her. He had already worked her into a thoroughly aroused state. If he had just pounded away mindlessly, she might have gritted her teeth and endured on sheer willpower. This was different.
A fierce, continuous sensation was driving straight through her entire body, tearing her apart from the inside.
“Hnn… aahng! Mmmh!”
It felt good.
Her body, already ravaged senseless, was under fresh assault. The last thread of her reason was about to snap.
This is… this is…
She knew what an orgasm felt like — she was a married woman. But pleasure this sustained, this relentless, was something she had never experienced.
This isn’t right. Please… Lord!
The man’s cock was enormous. From the first moment she saw it — and now, as that heavy mass violated her — the sensation was so intense it felt almost alien.
And that was not all. This man knew how to corner a woman. He knew how to hunt her down and cook her just right.
Every time his hips slammed into her, that crushing pressure forced pleasure through her body without mercy.
Not there…
She tried to hold out, but he targeted every erogenous zone she had — her breasts, her nipples, her clitoris. He was not some fool who just repeated the same motion over and over.
“Haah! Aahng!”
A moan tore free of her, and with it a sense of defeat settled deep in Cha Yejin’s heart.
I can’t do this… I can’t…
She was supposed to endure for her husband’s sake. Instead she had lost to the pleasure of her own flesh.
Even after he finished tormenting her breasts, a lingering ticklish heat kept her from settling down. A strange feeling welled up inside her — a wish that his hands would keep moving over those stimulated breasts and freely satisfy the craving he had planted there.
No. Lord, please forgive me. I would never… not even for a moment… entertain such a wicked thought…
Defeat had clearly taken root. She could barely believe the heated state of her own body.
“If it hadn’t been for me, you would have been caught.”
She could not even argue with the triumphant man. She could only try to pull herself together.
She wanted to lean on God in the face of this violation — but the man in front of her simply scooped her up into his arms.
“Let’s grab some water and keep going. I’m not dead yet.”
In Cha Yejin’s line of sight, the very man who had just defiled her stood towering toward the sky, terrifyingly erect.
“That’s… impossible…”
It was far healthier and more powerful than anything she had ever known with her husband, and emotions she did not want rose unbidden.
No. No, no.
She hastily averted her eyes, but her body was already responding on its own.
To her shock, the man started again — consecutive rounds, even more vicious than before. Not merely when she was still heated, but while the aftershocks of orgasm still lingered, he kept attacking her without pause.
“Euh! Ah… aahng!”
Unfortunately, by the end she could no longer control her own mouth. At the most dangerous moment — when someone might overhear — she found herself wanting the kiss he offered to silence her.
I’m pathetic…
The sex continued in the living room. The man drove into her without rest, again and again. The humiliation of having her reason ignored. The helplessness of being used however he pleased. She could do nothing about it.
A sleepless night, a body already exhausted, and climax after climax pulling at her — perhaps that was what clouded her judgment. Her trembling fingertips and arching waist obediently fell into rhythm with the man.
Her expression was already that of a nun who had surrendered to pleasure, her inner God being overpowered by the devil of the flesh.
And once more, another man’s semen poured into her body, filling that place with searing heat.
“Haa… haa…”
A brief moment to catch her breath. The man kissed her — a coward’s kiss — and whispered.
“Don’t put it like that. I like you. I want you in my hands no matter what. I don’t want to let a woman like you slip away. You know that.”
From overbearing casual speech he shifted back into sweet, polite tones.
That’s right. This man liked me. He wanted me.
For a moment, her loosened heart nearly granted him absolution simply for craving her so desperately.
“Don’t… talk like that.”
But reason managed to slam on the brakes. The man leaned in and whispered against her ear again.
“I’m going to hold you all day today. And you’ve already accepted me too far to refuse. You moaned because you liked it — so what are these traces, then?”
She felt him toy with the wetness between her legs. Even Cha Yejin could not deny that shameful state.
But then the man took her hand.
“Still, this is only your body’s reaction. It can be different from how you feel about me.”
He was actually comforting her. Cha Yejin lifted her head in surprise.
“But please just admit that saying you hate me is a lie. That’s all I need.”
Sweet temptation. He was trying to lighten her burden of responsibility.
Of course, from Jin Dohyuk’s perspective, it was nothing more than a tactic to bind Cha Yejin psychologically.
“You don’t hate me. Right?”
In her dazed mind, pleasure and guilt tangled together. Cha Yejin nodded.
“…That’s right.”
“That’s exactly it. You mustn’t lie. God hates that even more. As long as your heart hasn’t come to me yet, I’ll work hard to win it over.”
The way he stroked her ear and whispered was almost like a lover. It was the perfect illustration of the power imbalance between them now.
She was already regretting it.
This is adultery.
Last time it had ended simply enough that she thought she could endure and hold out. But these violent orgasms left her with no means of resistance at all.
Honey, please. Please come to me.
She prayed desperately — but the night’s work was far from over.
“I only play husband when your husband isn’t around. Cha Yejin, you just keep living the way you are.”
After roughly thirty minutes of conversation designed to scramble her heart toward adultery, the man dragged her straight to the bathroom.
“You worked up a lot of sweat, didn’t you? Like a proper married couple, we’ll shower together.”
“Ah…”
“You know you don’t have the right to refuse, of course.”
Even his threats sounded sweet. She could not resist, and in the act of accepting him there was no chance she would ever win.
So, using the water they had stockpiled, they washed themselves clean — a shower that was also sex.
By this point, dawn was already breaking. But the man still pressed her relentlessly, even in the living room.
“Haah… haa…”
“Making breakfast for your husband is the basics, isn’t it?”
In the living room she was being driven hard from behind. Strength, stamina, and rational judgment had all vanished; she simply went wherever the man led her.
Her only lifelines were her faith in her husband and her religion. Even those, this man was invading.
If this keeps going…
She would not hold out. Faced with that future, she climaxed yet again and took him into herself without reservation.
When the morning sex finally ended, she managed a brief, shallow sleep — then was put to work preparing lunch with the other apartment residents.
But the next dawn, the man came for her again. This time, somewhere far enough away that she could moan as loudly as she wanted, they had fierce sex.
“Aaah! Haahng!”
Her moans were completely unrestrained, driven purely by pleasure. The man carefully pushed the woman all the way to the edge and thoroughly enjoyed himself.
The walls inside her heart crumbled one by one.
“Euaah! Aahng! Ah… hwaaah! Aheung!”
Pleasure-soaked moans rang out, and only as morning arrived could she finally return to the apartment.
“Oh my, Yejin. Were you out somewhere?”
“Huh? Yes… just a short walk.”
Her heart hammered from the adultery. Her feelings were a tangled mess. Every word felt as if she had already been found out, and she was trembling.
But the pleasure that matched it was just as large.
What’s happening to me? I have to repent. I have to repent…
She prayed and begged forgiveness for her sins. After two nights of almost no sleep, she finished her prayers and tried to rest — when the door suddenly opened.
“Who…?”
Cha Yejin startled upright — and at the sound of bright, lively footsteps, her expression lit up.
After a good time with Cha Yejin, she needed rest. I had nothing better to do — I could always go to the other women — but my woman still had meals to prepare. So giving her about a day off was only proper husbandly consideration.
On the pretext of patrol, I flew drones into every corner I could reach, wringing out as much information as possible. Not just around Children’s Grand Park — there was also the Si Hyun-ah matter I’d been asked to handle for my “husband,” so I was gradually pushing toward Gangdong-gu.
“Ha. They’re really there starting from mid-bridge.”
Since the military hadn’t touched it, Cheonho Bridge had zombies milling around from the midpoint onward. Inducing them was one thing — figuring out how to deal with them was another.
Playing the good husband was hard work. But if I managed the women well, I’d be treated like a proper man of the house. I wasn’t about to end up like the guy above. Clear the road, report back to Soyeon, and she’d be pleased. And once this business settled down a little, I would take Seol-hwa on a date.
Honestly, as long as the surroundings were thoroughly cleaned up, a date was no problem at all. The real point was to date her in public and condition her even more sadistically. Everything I did was ultimately for myself. Holding back for now was a small price.
I left the electric bike near Cheonho Bridge and got to work — thoroughly, based on everything the drones had shown me. I didn’t expect to clear the bridge in a single pass. Continuous work to thin their numbers. That was what I would do now.
“Blades get dull when you keep cutting people with them, you know. Zombies.”
I unloaded lumber and furniture from the cart and doused them in cooking oil. That wasn’t all. I poured the diesel I used for the generator straight onto the ground — all the way past the section where the zombies were.
Then I launched a large-scale operation to wipe them out. I set a lighter on the ground and prepared to run like hell.
A tense moment. I took a deep breath, mounted the electric bike near where they were, and rolled forward until I appeared right in front of them.
“Hey, you sons of bitches! Come on! Heaven-bound bike departing right here!”
I bellowed it out. The zombies froze for an instant in front of me.
“Gyaa?”
Their puzzled reaction turned almost immediately into a blaze of hostility aimed straight at me.
Don’t worry. I was about to set a fire of my own.
I spun the electric bike around and shouted at the same time.
“Come on! I’ll give you a lovely little trip!”
I rode at a moderate pace, weaving between cars. I kept it mid-speed so I wouldn’t slip — but my voice grew rougher and rougher.
“This is actually fucking terrify—ing!”
I risked a wobble and pushed the speed higher.
“Kyaaaaak!”
But one particular creature’s cry was getting closer behind me. What? I’d already sped up. Was it because I was zigzagging?
I whipped my head around — and understood everything at once.
Right there in my field of vision, a zombie with unusually developed legs, dressed in athletic training clothes like a track athlete, was sprinting after me.
“An athlete zombie?”
I tried to accelerate further, but the bike was already unstable. I had no choice. The footsteps closed in without end, and the image of the thing leaping to snatch my bike made my blood run cold.
In that case—!
I slammed on the brakes and deployed the blade on the rear wheel. I almost never used the thing these days — but I had mounted it for exactly this moment.
The bike lurched. Something shot past in a blur. At the same time my body hit the ground and rolled, and the bike toppled over, its wheel spinning uselessly in the air.
No — more importantly, what had just happened?
I lifted my head. A zombie with its legs severed was thrashing madly in my direction, crawling the same way the first one I’d ever seen had done.
I got up, started to raise the crossbow, then pulled out the Desert Eagle instead. Three rounds left. I deliberately aimed one of them at that thing’s face.
A thunderous BANG ripped through the air, and the sound of zombie footsteps turned terrifying. I righted the electric bike and climbed on just as something slammed into a car behind me.
Faster. Faster!
I raced ahead until the piled furniture and the lighter I’d dropped came into view. I practically threw myself off the bike, grabbed the lighter, and hurled it at the oil-soaked furniture.
The second the lighter touched, flames roared up, caught the oil I’d spread, and in an instant the road was burning. Zombies charged into the fire, collapsed, got up, and fell again. Right before my eyes, everything was ending.
“How many times am I going to have to repeat this?”
The bridge was burning, and the road into Gangdong-gu was opening, little by little.
I dragged my aching body and moved again. My stab-proof gear reeked of oil, so I would ride the bike to a safe zone and dry it out.
I was making my way, exhausted, toward the Ecological Park when I spotted Cha Yejin. The thought of teasing her a little brought a smile to my face on its own — and then something strange caught my eye.
“Who’s that?”
Someone I had never seen before was standing right beside her.