I Came Here for You
"P-please... stooop..."
The woman looked down at Seo A-ra and spoke, her voice cold.
"Do relax."
"Nngh..."
Another finger pushed inside. The woman spread the two fingers apart, working them left and right, and methodically mapped every inch of the passage within. That gaze was a blade — sharp, precise — and it stabbed again and again into what remained of Seo A-ra's already tattered pride.
The humiliation of having her insides examined by an enemy she was meant, as a Warrior of Light, to strike down was carving a defeat into her heart that she would never be able to erase. Saliva ran in a thin line down her clenched jaw. Her pupils, having lost all focus, drifted and trembled.
Then the woman, who had been calmly inspecting the inside of Seo A-ra's anus, murmured as if something had just occurred to her.
"I see, I see. So even the Whore Goddess's children no longer have this hole in working order... Hm? Oh? What's this..."
At the woman's tone — the sound of someone who had found something — Seo A-ra startled and clawed her fading consciousness back.
It was true, as the woman had said: ever since she had become a Warrior of Light, that most shameful place of hers had ceased to function. But she had never in her life been defeated this thoroughly, never had her mana fail to circulate as it should.
What if. What if the thing she feared was actually happening.
If it was, Seo A-ra was already prepared to bite through her own tongue and die on the spot. Revenge could wait. She no longer had the will to keep living past this.
"Hee. Would you look at this."
"Nnnnngh...♥"
The woman yanked the fingers from Seo A-ra's ass in one rough pull and dragged them up along her slit. A small climax flickered through Seo A-ra; she looked up at the woman with shaking eyes.
The worst thing she had imagined had not come to pass.
What had unfolded in front of her was a completely different kind of worst.
"I thought something kept dripping from up above — and look how thick and sticky this honey is running out. You screamed and screamed about how much you hated it, and yet you react like this. You really are such an adorable girl."
The sight of the woman's fingers, glazed and gleaming with clear arousal, brought Seo A-ra a flicker of relief — and then a lurch of dislocation at herself, for having felt relief over this, and her mind simply let go. Spit spilled from her slack lips. Tears leaked from her eyes as if the ducts had broken. Her head dropped, limp, onto the pillow.
Her brain, fleeing the relentless psychological pressure, had slammed the shutdown switch.
"Hm? Trying to run away, are we?"
But the woman was cruel. She regarded the already-broken Seo A-ra for a long moment, then brought her free hand to the front of Seo A-ra's pussy.
"Really now. You need to wake up. Your Master is calling."
—Flick!
"Gyaaah...!"
She had flicked Seo A-ra's clit as one flicks a forehead. The brain that had briefly gone dark began, through all five senses, to take reality back in. The crawl of fingers still moving inside her anus, and her clitoris — swollen taut, erect, trembling — dragged her mind awake.
As expression slowly returned to Seo A-ra's face, the woman spoke.
"Lose consciousness one more time, and shall I try putting it in this mouth instead?"
"Urgh...! Nngh♥...!"
The woman tapped the broad face of her folding fan against Seo A-ra's clenched pussy, a light, warning rhythm. Seo A-ra said nothing at all, but the silence was answer enough. Pleased with the obedient response, the woman smiled and opened the fan in her hand.
"Hmm. Very good. Let's call the health examination finished here — and before we begin your education, there's one last, most important thing to check."
"Ch...eck...?"
"Yes. Nothing for you to worry about. I'll handle everything. There are certain things I simply must know for proper discipline and punishment, you see."
The woman gave the fan a lazy little wave in front of Seo A-ra. The air around it gathered, and took a shape.
"Well? How is it? Can you see?"
As a Warrior of Light, Seo A-ra could make out the form with perfect clarity. Thin. Slender. Long. The tip rounded.
That was—
"Ten...tacles...?"
The word left her, and she shook her head on pure instinct. Some animal part of her had already understood how cruel that shape would be, coming from this woman.
"Oh my. How quick you are. That's right."
Wagging the fan, the woman began to explain as if she were reciting something perfectly obvious.
"Anyone who would be a master ought to know, for the sake of healthy husbandry, what their livestock enjoys and what it finds unbearable — don't you think?"
"Don't... please, stop already..."
Seo A-ra pleaded again, her voice wet and small. But the Varg woman executive was far crueler than even that had accounted for.
"Hmm. Your pleading needs work. Still using that informal tone, I see."
Seo A-ra's heart sank. She would not — she absolutely would not — use honorifics with this woman. But if this went on...
She wrestled with herself a dozen times over, and had just decided she had to open her mouth before it was too late—
"P-please don't..."
"Yes. Time's up."
"...Huh?"
The last plea Seo A-ra had swallowed her pride to make never reached the woman. Or rather — the woman refused to receive it. A pale hand swept. The fan moved. Thin, slender constructs of wind shot toward her like a volley of arrows and wound around her body.
"Ah, aah... no... noooo..."
Seo A-ra shook her head wildly as she felt the wind tentacles climb her body like snakes. Her breasts, the pale-pink tips of them, her clitoris — and the most precious hole she had, which no one had ever been allowed inside — were all occupied in a single instant. It was far too much for an inexperienced, tender virgin to bear.
"Shall we begin?"
"Ah, d-don—"
Schlick-schlllk—♥
Squelch, squelch, squelch—♥
Squeeeeeze—♥
"Kyaaaaah♥...!"
The sound of wet flesh grinding against transparent tentacles filled the room. Sweat-slick breasts shook; the tentacles suckled at nipples already rubbed raw with sensitivity. A wind tentacle, careful not to tear her hymen, slipped inside and began to caress her inner walls in earnest. Her erect clitoris was seized in a coil of tentacle and drawn taut, stretched like a string.
A smothered moan leaked through Seo A-ra's clenched lips. Both eyes rolled up. The woman looked down at her as if she were something rather precious.
"Already going to come? You really are such a spoiled little thing."
Then she moved the fan, and concentrated her control on the tentacle that had entered Seo A-ra's anus.
"Keh... hhhk♥...!!"
The instant the impossibly thin tentacle licked along the wall of her rectum, high toward the small of her back, Seo A-ra — even in the middle of that chaos — stopped breathing, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth.
"Mm-hm. I know. This is the spot, isn't it?"
It was a place dense with weak points Seo A-ra had reacted to without even realizing. A weakness she herself had never known she had. The woman already understood Seo A-ra's body far better than Seo A-ra did.
"Nngh... oohk... nngh... o... ooohk......♥"
Seo A-ra's chin tipped back. Her tongue spilled out of her mouth of its own accord, riding a rush of heated breath. Sweat beaded across her whole body, and then—
"Gyaaaaaaah...♥ Gwoooooooohk...♥♥!!"
Chin thrown back, Seo A-ra climaxed, squirting.
"Nngh... gyaaaah...♥"
After that animal death-cry, she was worked over again and again in the same posture, at the same places, and the screams she poured out were soaked through with pleasure and humiliation both. Her mana, desperate to keep its master alive, manufactured stamina and moisture by any means it could — and so she was forced to flounder, for a very long time, in a pitch of pleasure no ordinary woman would taste in an entire lifetime.
"Yes. That's number forty-five♥"
"Nngh... aah...♥"
On the woman's declaration, a trickle of residual urine leaked from Seo A-ra's urethra — a hole no bigger than a grain of millet. The bed was already soaked through with sweat, love juices, and piss.
The woman looked down at Seo A-ra, sprawled in the middle of that brutal scene, flicked the wetness from her fingers, and stepped off the bed. She walked the long way around the wide mattress and sat in the relatively clean space beside Seo A-ra.
"Before you faint. It's a little late, perhaps — but since we'll be seeing each other for a long time, shall we at least exchange names?"
Seo A-ra gave no answer. She only wheezed, dragging air in and out with what strength she had left. The woman stroked Seo A-ra's hair, drew a single strand of wind from her fan, and guided it between Seo A-ra's legs. The thin tentacle shifted into the shape of a noose, and closed around the root of her clitoris.
"Nngh... aah...♥"
Seo A-ra's clitoris — swollen past mere erection, pickled in sweat and love juice and squirt until it was puffy and thick — was strung up in the air by the throat, like a slave caught mid-flight.
"Nngh... oooohk...♥"
As her clitoris was drawn taut toward the ceiling, focus crawled back into Seo A-ra's eyes. The way she shoved her heels under her hips and thrust her crotch upward, trying by any means to escape the stimulation, was vulgar beyond description. She rolled her eyes like a dog begging a human for help, searching for the one who had seized her clit.
The woman, meeting her gaze from right beside her, smiled softly.
"We still haven't introduced ourselves."
Seo A-ra no longer had any thought of resisting. She tried to push her own name out of her mouth. But when she moved her lips, all that came from a throat ruined by screaming was the sound of air leaking through. Even after crying as much as she already had, Seo A-ra wept again. She was terrified of what punishment this, too, would be twisted into.
But the woman stroked her hair with a face of almost tender mercy, and spoke.
"I already know, actually. Seo A-ra, isn't it?"
"......"
Seo A-ra's eyes went blank. Then they flew wide.
She knows... my name? How...?
It made no sense. In the alley, she had been sure—
"You see, that girl Ha-eun? I've never even seen her face."
"......?"
The woman gave a low little laugh and went on.
"The one who actually owns her is my sister. She came running over, showing me photographs, going on and on about her new beloved concubine — and I was so envious I simply couldn't stand it."
Seo A-ra squeezed the words out.
"Th-then..."
She looked up at the woman with eyes full of fear. The hand that had been stroking Seo A-ra's hair slid slowly down and caressed a pale cheek that would not stop trembling.
"Yes. That's right."
The woman brought her lips to Seo A-ra's ear and whispered.
"From the very beginning, I came here for you."
Seo A-ra stared at that pale face with empty eyes. The woman tapped Seo A-ra's lips, lightly, and added:
"I'm Cheon Hwa-yeon. I look forward to our time together."
Seo A-ra's consciousness could hold no longer, and went out.