The Face She Couldn't See
Seo A-ra opened her eyes.
"...Again?"
That made twice today she'd already passed out. And both times, it had been after something utterly humiliating.
"Damn it."
Lying on the bed, Seo A-ra looked down at her own body. Thanks to the Goddess's blessing, it was always kept in peak condition — clean and beautiful, as though none of it had ever happened. The sweat she'd poured under that brutal torture, the slick of her own arousal... even the urine that had pooled around her — all of it had been purified away, simply by being near her.
...Goddamn it.
Her body may have been restored, but the memories remained. And this time, horrifyingly, something else had stayed behind as well.
"...Ngh..."
Seo A-ra's fingers found her lower belly, and a groan slipped out of her. The semen that woman had pumped into her — that, at least, the Goddess's blessing couldn't seem to touch. It clung stubbornly, occupying its place inside her. The moment she focused on that sensation even a little, she was forced to confront it: her most precious place had been conquered by the enemy.
"......"
Unbidden, Seo A-ra's gaze drifted a little lower than her womb. Before Cheon Hwa-yeon had battered against it, there had been a sudden, snapping pain — something giving way. Experiences a woman was only supposed to have once — and already, several of them had been stolen from her.
A Warrior of Light, and her first time had been with a Vague...
"...I'll make you pay for this."
The gloom lasted only a moment. Seo A-ra huffed a breath through her nose and surveyed her surroundings with grim resolve.
"How the hell do I get out of here?"
The space was pitch dark. Seo A-ra had just gotten to her feet — for the first time in what felt like forever — to search for anything at all, when—
"Oh my. You're already awake? Tougher than I expected."
"?!"
A door materialized in the wall to the left of the bed, and Cheon Hwa-yeon stepped through with a towel draped over her head.
The instant she saw her, Seo A-ra threw both arms across her chest and her groin, glaring. Cheon Hwa-yeon seemed to misread the twisted look on her face, and offered an explanation.
"Ahh, I just love a good shower. I don't really need to wash, but it feels so refreshing, you know? And I think it's good for the skin, too. Were you scared, being left all alone?"
"You think that's why I'm pissed?"
Seo A-ra snapped, her voice bristling with thorns. She couldn't stand it — the way this woman treated her like some helpless little girl.
"Hmm..."
Cheon Hwa-yeon pursed her lips, giving her hair a few shakes with the towel, then regarded Seo A-ra in silence before tossing it behind her. Her damp hair dried in an instant, returning to its usual state.
"Miss Ara. That feisty look of yours is lovely too, but I do prefer a woman a little more... demure. Utterly devoted. And you were so adorable in bed."
Seo A-ra didn't answer. Her gaze dropped to Cheon Hwa-yeon's groin. What she found wasn't the cock that had violated her, but a tightly closed slit.
"Hmm? You said you weren't a lesbian. Or is this more your type?"
Cheon Hwa-yeon parted her legs slightly, putting her pussy more on display. Seo A-ra's face crumpled in disgust, of course.
"Heehee. I take that last remark back. That fierce expression of yours is wonderful too, after all."
"You bitch."
"Ah-ah. That won't do. I'm a lady, I'll have you know — the lady who's going to make a woman out of you."
"Shut up! Who the hell's going to play along with your little dress-up game? You're just a dog in heat, that's all you are."
"Hmm."
Faced with that raw, dripping hatred — that absolute refusal — Cheon Hwa-yeon smacked her lips. Then she gave a little laugh and started toward Seo A-ra.
"I'll show you something fun."
"Go ahead. You think I'm gonna flinch?"
She'd already been violated. There was nothing left to be shocked by. Seo A-ra clenched both fists and raised her guard. She couldn't win. She knew that. But she was going to land at least one hit, somehow.
"I've been trying not to use this one — it feels a bit like cheating. But since the opportunity's presented itself so perfectly..."
Cheon Hwa-yeon closed the last of the distance, murmuring something Seo A-ra couldn't make sense of. She watched the woman rub at her pussy again, white smoke beginning to form — and in that instant, Seo A-ra started to throw her punch.
"......!"
The moment a cock sprouted from Cheon Hwa-yeon, Seo A-ra threw herself backward, slamming against the opposite wall. Her face had gone deathly white. Her shoulders trembled like a newborn fawn's.
"Wh-what... you..."
"What is it~?"
Seo A-ra swallowed hard and roughly wiped away the sweat blurring her vision. But even then, the anomaly remained.
I can't see it...?
Cheon Hwa-yeon stood with both arms spread wide toward her — and Seo A-ra couldn't properly see her face. The only thing that registered was a pair of lips, curved in a sly, unwholesome little smile. The moment she faced it, dizziness washed over her. A boneless weakness crept through her entire body.
"Nngh..."
It wasn't just the other woman who had changed. Seo A-ra dropped to the floor, curling around her lower belly. Her womb — packed full of the semen Cheon Hwa-yeon had dumped into her — was pounding, throbbing, setting her whole body boiling.
A Warrior of Light, trained to know her own body, Seo A-ra squeezed her eyes shut and looked inward.
What... is this...
And there, she witnessed something bizarre. The semen inside her was turning into white smoke, seeping into the walls of her womb.
"Huuuh? Did you find gold in there or something?"
Cheon Hwa-yeon walked toward her, laughing at the sight. At the edge of Seo A-ra's vision, pale white toes came into view.
Her feet...
Seo A-ra's eyes locked onto those white feet. Her thoughts wouldn't form properly, as if fog were drifting through her skull.
Step. Step.
Those white feet came to a stop right in front of her forehead. Without meaning to, Seo A-ra tilted her head. Her pale pink lips parted slightly. A glistening pink tongue, thick with saliva, slipped out into the open. Drool was already dripping from her mouth. She was a hair's breadth from a line she could never cross back over.
"Heehee...♡"
"?!"
A voice from above her head — and her entire body locked up. Then that same voice, dripping with delight, came down from above.
"Ahh...♡ Oh dear, oh dear. You were so cute I couldn't help laughing. I'm still so inexperienced, aren't I?"
Seo A-ra pulled her tongue back in and lifted her head. And there it was — the cock that had violated her, filling her vision. She clung to her slipping consciousness with everything she had, and asked:
"What did you do to me?"
"......♡"
Cheon Hwa-yeon didn't answer. She simply grabbed a fistful of Seo A-ra's hair — still trembling with rage — and flung her onto the bed.
"Ngh...! Don't...!"
The memory of being violated surged back, and Seo A-ra fought hard — but the resistance was meaningless. It wasn't a matter of strength. From somewhere deep in her chest, a dark, black emotion was creeping upward.
One by one, Seo A-ra named these unfamiliar feelings. Submission. Surrender. Helplessness. The certainty that nothing she did would ever work against this woman. A compulsion bloomed inside her, filling her up: spread your legs, quickly, before you get punished.
"Dam...n it..."
Seo A-ra realized where the feeling was coming from, and clutched at her lower belly in disgust. The womb beyond that soft belly — the white semen piled thick inside it. That was what had created this horror. There was no question. The more smoke seeped into her womb, the more she could feel it: a psychology of subservience, rising from the deepest part of her chest.
"Now then. Lie down."
"Nngh...♥"
Before she knew it, Cheon Hwa-yeon was on the bed, catching her by the wrist. Once again, Seo A-ra found herself on her back, looking up at her.
Her face...
She still couldn't make it out. They were this close, and yet a shadow fell over it — she couldn't see the eyes. It was so frightening, so terrifying, that Seo A-ra's gaze dropped of its own accord.
"Mm. That's a good look♡"
Cheon Hwa-yeon handled Seo A-ra's body as if it already belonged to her, and pushed her cock in.
"Hngh...♥"
There had been no foreplay at all — and yet a Warrior of Light's body accepted the cock that had come for it, taking it in smoothly, without the slightest difficulty.
"Ahh...♡ Honestly, this hole of yours feels wonderful no matter when I put it in♡"
"Ghk...♥ Nngh...♥"
Cheon Hwa-yeon's hands closed on her breasts, and Seo A-ra bit down on her lip. The way this woman treated her like nothing more than a masturbation toy — it was so disgusting she couldn't stand it. Worse — far worse — was the fact that even as she was being used like this, a feeling of happiness was slowly welling up inside her.
No. That's not... that's not it...
A Warrior of Light, getting off on being violated by a Vague. Seo A-ra took the scream of her own pride and forged it into courage, clenching her fist. Then she threw that fist, putting everything she had into it, straight at the face of Cheon Hwa-yeon — who was rolling her hips without a care in the world.
"Nnh...? And what's this?"
But the fist flying toward that pale white face had no force left in it by the time it arrived. She hadn't even managed to clench it properly. Her hand merely bumped against Cheon Hwa-yeon's cheek. A tap. Nothing more.
"Ah... ahh..."
Seo A-ra glanced up, reading Cheon Hwa-yeon's expression. Those lips, already curved in an arc, bent a little further. And then the same pale white hand that had once put her on the ground came drifting toward her face. It was a slow, unhurried gesture — nothing like the punch Seo A-ra had thrown. And yet that approaching hand was so terrifying that Seo A-ra curled in on herself, dropping her eyes.
A soft tap — the sensation of a hand settling on her head. That alone was enough. Seo A-ra's breath went short. Her whole body began to tremble. She clenched down on her urethra, barely holding it in — she was sure she was about to piss herself. And of course, that meant she clamped down hard around the cock inside her pussy.
"Nnh...♥"
Far too much information hit Seo A-ra's brain all at once. Fear. Grief. Shame. Pleasure. Humiliation. And through all of those feelings, the only things she could actually feel were the cock scraping mercilessly inside her,
"That's it. That's it. Nothing to be afraid of."
and the warmth of that pale white hand, stroking her hair.
"Mmph..."
This was mockery. This was not, in any way, something being done for her sake. Her mind knew that. But every stroke of the hand on her head erased the thought a little further. And the cock moving inside her belly wrote a new one in its place.
Just do this, it said. Just squeeze down on the cock, get drunk on the pleasure, and let yourself be praised.
Seo A-ra followed that thought. Just a little. She squeezed the cock with the same clench she'd been using to hold in her piss... and quietly accepted the hand stroking her hair.
And it was, she found, rather...
"Ah...♥ Nngh...♥ Haah... uuhh... hyaaahn...♥"
...good.