Just This Once
"Slurp... mmph... shlup..."
"That's it. Use more of your tongue."
"...slurp..."
"Yes. Just like that."
Vulgar, wet sounds filled the darkened room. Seo A-ra knelt on the floor with her belly already heavy with semen, servicing Cheon Hwa-yeon with her mouth.
Damn it... what the hell is this...♥
She couldn't make sense of the cock filling her mouth. The heat rolling off the glans stuffed between her lips felt hot enough to scald her tongue. Her throat burned. Her jaw ached. There was nothing about this she ought to enjoy. It should have been nothing but misery...♥
"Feels good, doesn't it...?"
"Mmph...♥!"
Caught out, Seo A-ra glared up in indignation. But there was no hiding the bliss blooming across her flushed face.
"I must say, you children of the Whore Goddess really are something. Whatever else you may lack, fawning over a cock comes to you as naturally as breathing. How is it that every last one of you has such a gift for whoredom? I can only marvel at your country's method of recruiting talent."
"...You've been treating me like an idiot this whole time..."
"Pardon? Don't waste that mouth on idle muttering. I believe I made it quite clear before we started — those lips of yours exist to serve."
Seo A-ra chewed her lip in fury, but the moment her eyes fell on the folding fan swaying in Cheon Hwa-yeon's hand, she had no choice but to open her mouth and take the cock again.
"Yes, yes. That's it. How lovely."
"............slurp..."
Looking up at Cheon Hwa-yeon, Seo A-ra felt nothing but wretchedness. She had understood fellatio as a concept — something that existed, something people did — but actually doing it was devastating far beyond anything she had imagined. Kneeling obediently before someone, gazing up at them, and comforting their organ of excretion with her mouth... for a girl who had been a virgin until mere hours ago, the humiliation was almost more than she could bear. And to have to service Cheon Hwa-yeon, of all people — the one who had overpowered her and violated her by force.
To the bitch who said all those awful things to me...
For a fleeting instant, she considered biting down on what filled her mouth—
"Oh my? What's the matter? Shall we take this to the bed after all?"
"...slurp... mmph... suck... slurp..."
"That's it. That's it. Just like that."
"...............slurp......suck..."
It had come to this: a little intimidation from Cheon Hwa-yeon, and her body moved on its own.
What am I doing... this is so pathetic...
The realization hit her a beat too late — that she was afraid of a Varg she was supposed to strike down, that she was obeying. Her expression darkened sharply. But that was a mask, assembled with every ounce of will she had left. Behind it, her mind was racing.
Seo A-ra had been chosen as a Warrior of Light. Giving up had never been in her nature. To fall and rise again, no matter how many times — that was the bare minimum required to catch the Goddess's eye.
If the semen stays in my belly, I'm in danger.
That faceless thing of hers — terror mode, to put it simply — wasn't something she could use at will, over and over.
As long as I don't take it inside... where even is this place... it tastes so good...
Her eyes started to glaze over again. She startled, yanking her mind back into focus, and stole a sidelong glance up at Cheon Hwa-yeon.
Cheon Hwa-yeon was... smiling. A strange, thin smile. A cold voice spilled from those faintly curved lips.
"A-ra. You still haven't given up, have you."
"?!"
Seo A-ra flinched, her thoughts laid bare. What Cheon Hwa-yeon did next surprised her even more.
"That's quite all right. I was going to wrap this up soon anyway."
"Mmph— pwah...!"
Cheon Hwa-yeon seized her by the head and shoved her back. The cock sprang free of her mouth and dragged across her nose; tears sprang to Seo A-ra's eyes as she glared up at her captor.
"What's this? Want to keep sucking?"
"Who the hell—!"
"Heheh. Wonderful reaction. Truly. I'm amazed you still have any pride left. Your body surrendered ages ago — look how adorable it's become."
"Ngh... d-don't pinch—♥!"
The moment Cheon Hwa-yeon tormented her pale-pink nipples, Seo A-ra's shoulders hunched and her hips trembled. Just a pair of fingers, just a little pressure, and she was already like this. Cheon Hwa-yeon was right. Round after round of conditioning had left her body unbearably sensitive.
"But did you know?"
"?"
Cheon Hwa-yeon looked down at her.
"For a loser, you haven't given me a single thing."
The words scraped every last nerve Seo A-ra had. Rage surged up her throat.
"What more do you want from me. After everything I've already—!"
"No. That's not it, Seo A-ra."
"Ngh!"
Cheon Hwa-yeon shook her head slowly, then fisted a hand in Seo A-ra's hair. She leaned down toward the girl's scowling face and spoke with absolute certainty.
"You've merely endured. Not once have you offered anything of your own to the victor."
"What are you trying to say."
"That you ought to show a little more respect. As a loser, to the winner who holds your life in her hands."
"......"
"You haven't gotten the wrong idea just because I've been treating you so sweetly, have you? I do hope you haven't forgotten who I am."
"As if I could forget!"
Seo A-ra slapped Cheon Hwa-yeon's hand from her hair and shouted.
"You filthy Varg bitch! I'm going to kill you — you'd better be ready!"
Cheon Hwa-yeon looked down at her with eyes gone cold and still. A chill ran down Seo A-ra's spine — she was certain the faceless horror was about to return — but Cheon Hwa-yeon's eyes remained intact, staring straight into hers.
Relief washed through her. Then Cheon Hwa-yeon began to speak.
"Listen carefully. Here is what I require of you. It's quite simple, so do pay attention."
Seo A-ra swallowed and strained to catch every word. But as Cheon Hwa-yeon's voice went on, her eyes grew wider and wider, until her whole face crumpled. By the end, her pale complexion had flushed a furious red, and she exploded.
"I-I could never do something like that!"
"You won't even hear me out?"
"There's a limit to how much you can look down on me!"
Seo A-ra surged to her feet and drew up her mana. She still couldn't form a spear or armor, but her physical abilities rose, if only a little — enough to match the stamina and strength of an ordinary adult man. She bunched her fists, ready to fight. Cheon Hwa-yeon let out a quiet snort of laughter and turned toward the bed.
"Do as you like. Whether you listen or not is entirely up to you."
She settled onto the white sheets, crossed her legs, and let her gaze travel slowly up and down Seo A-ra's body.
"I suppose that pretty face of yours is why you talk so big. Are you quite sure that's wise?"
"Don't make me laugh. Do I look like someone who's afraid of a fight?"
"No, no. That's not it at all. I'm sure you're brave enough to fight to the death. But..."
A wicked smile curved Cheon Hwa-yeon's lips.
"If I wanted to hurt you... would I kill you? Or would I spend my strength elsewhere? On the helpless people of Area A, say. Or perhaps your comrades..."
Seo A-ra couldn't hold back. Her voice rang through the room.
"You lay a single finger on anyone else—!"
Cheon Hwa-yeon studied that face — more terrified now than it had ever been when her own life was at stake — and smiled.
"If you refuse my proposal, I will go after your comrades. And as a bonus, I'll erase about a hundred of this country's people. Every day."
"You... you..."
Seo A-ra's clenched fists trembled, then went slack. She understood. It wasn't a bluff. It wasn't a lie.
The blue-haired Warrior of Light drew a long breath, let it out slowly, and forced the words from her throat.
"Promise me. If I do what you say..."
"Of course. I won't spend my strength on anyone else. I'll come after you, and you alone."
"...Lie down."
Cheon Hwa-yeon offered a sly smile to the girl whose head hung low, then lay back on the bed. She laced her hands behind her head in a posture of pure arrogance, her cock standing so stiff it looked ready to punch through the ceiling.
"I'm ready whenever you are."
"......"
Shoulders shaking, head bowed, Seo A-ra scrubbed roughly at her eyes and approached the bed with a savage look on her face. She crawled onto the sheets on her knees, then rose onto her feet and stepped forward. Cheon Hwa-yeon's hips slid between her legs — right where the cock waited below.
"From here on, you'll use proper speech. You understand?"
"...Yes."
"Look me in the eye."
Seo A-ra met her gaze as ordered. She moved both hands behind her head, laced her fingers together, spread her thighs, and bent her knees. The lower her hips sank, the wider her crotch opened, pale-pink folds slowly coming into view. And then, before long...
Shlick—♥
"Nnngh...♥"
The cleft of her pussy pressed down and rubbed along the shaft.
"Don't put it in just yet."
"...Y-yes..."
Seo A-ra swallowed her tears and bent her knees further. As her body sank, the cock slid through her folds and dragged across her clit. Her back arched; her knees gave out, and she settled her full weight onto Cheon Hwa-yeon's cock. Like straddling a wooden horse, every pound of her concentrated on a single point between her legs. Her plump lips clung stubbornly to the shaft, and a spreading warmth soaked up through that soft flesh.
Seo A-ra squeezed her eyes shut and began to speak.
"L-Lady Cheon Hwa-yeon... please accept... my submission..."
"Mm. Let's hear it."
Facing that arrogant expression, Seo A-ra forced out the words she had been given, her voice breaking apart between them.
"Lovely. And the price?"
Cheon Hwa-yeon couldn't hold back a laugh. Seo A-ra endured that voice driving into her eardrums and pushed up on her knees, lifting her body. The cock she had been pinning down with her weight dragged up through her pussy as it sprang free.
"Nn... ngh...♥"
She rode out the jolt of pleasure as her clit scraped along that hot pillar, then brought her pale-pink hole to rest against the head.
Squish—♥
The sound of soaked flesh meeting the glans brushed her ears. Just before the cock could pry its way into that tender opening, Cheon Hwa-yeon asked,
"And what did I tell you to call me when it's just the two of us?"
"My Lady..."
"And who are you?"
"...I'm nothing but... a wench..."
Cheon Hwa-yeon set both hands on Seo A-ra's thighs and stroked them.
"Nn... nngh...♥"
Springy, yielding skin slid beneath her fingertips. Tears ran down Seo A-ra's cheeks. Cheon Hwa-yeon seized her breasts in a rough grip and gave the order.
"Move."
"...Yes......"
Seo A-ra began to work her hips. With every rise and fall, her juices ran down over Cheon Hwa-yeon's broad pelvis. She did everything she could to please her, but the answer that came back was endlessly cruel.
"Hmm. That hip-work is rather lacking."
"I-I'm... sorry..."
"It's all right. You still have so much to learn — but looking at these enormous breasts, and this greedy little flower squeezing so sweetly... you truly were born with a whore's talent. Have some confidence."
"......"
"Hmm? Your mistress is praising you, you know?"
"...Th-thank... you..."
She had thrown away her pride, her dignity, even her own body, and all she got in return was insult and mockery. Her movements grew visibly timid. Cheon Hwa-yeon sighed and shifted beneath her.
"You really are a high-maintenance wench."
"Ah... haah...♥"
Cheon Hwa-yeon had been lying still until now. The moment she started rolling her hips, Seo A-ra came apart. Her arms and legs were already so awkward she looked ready to topple, but the hands locked on her breasts wouldn't allow it. In the end she was nothing but an onahole, caught in Cheon Hwa-yeon's grip, her body shaken for her.
"How does it feel, Miss Seo A-ra? You're a Warrior of Light, and here you are being humiliated by the enemy like this. What on earth is that like? Do tell me."
".........Please... st... stop..."
Seo A-ra shook her head hard at the question — a pleading, wordless beg to be left alone. The Varg executive was nothing if not cruel.
"Shall I keep going until you answer?"
Cheon Hwa-yeon peeled one hand from Seo A-ra's breast and let it travel slowly downward. It traced the pale line of her sternum, slid over the smooth plane of her stomach, and stopped where her clitoris waited.
Pinch—♡!
"Nngyaaah♥!"
She pinched the swollen, juice-soaked nub, and Seo A-ra spat out a vulgar moan, her face crumpling as she sucked in a ragged breath through her nose.
"Not going to answer?"
"Nngh... ah... gyaah...♥"
Seo A-ra hesitated. Cheon Hwa-yeon sat up in a sudden surge and pulled her into an embrace. Startled out of her pose, Seo A-ra's fingers sprang apart behind her head, and she clung to Cheon Hwa-yeon instead, wrapping around her with all four limbs.
"N-no... I'll do it again... p-please, just let me off this once..."
She startled and tried to lace her fingers behind her head again — and that was when it happened.
Cheon Hwa-yeon stroked her back and pressed their lips together.
"Mmph...♥!"
Seo A-ra's eyes flew wide. She was still trying to decide what to do with her hands when the tongue invading her mouth turned her mind to mush, and she simply went still and took the kiss.
"Slurp...♥ nngh... mmph...♥"
"Suck... shlup♡..."
"Mmph♥... pwaaah...♥"
"Hahh...♡"
A silver thread stretched between the two women's lips, then broke. Seo A-ra hung there with a slack, dazed face, able neither to pull away nor to do anything else, and looked down at Cheon Hwa-yeon from where she clung.
"A-ra. A-ra."
"......?"
"Your answer. I still haven't heard it."
For a moment Seo A-ra couldn't speak. The sticky kiss had turned her head so stupid she couldn't even remember what the question had been.
Cheon Hwa-yeon gathered her close. She savored the voluptuous body filling her arms and whispered against Seo A-ra's ear.
"I asked you how it feels — a Warrior of Light, being humiliated by a Varg."
A body already wrung to rags. The warm hands on her back. The cock buried in her belly. Driven so far past her limit that holding on was no longer possible, Seo A-ra forgot everything else and spilled what was actually in her heart.
"Of course it's humiliating... of course I want to dieee... why are you even asking... what's supposed to be fun... about this..."
Her head dropped. Tears ran. Because the two of them were so close in size, her face ended up buried against Cheon Hwa-yeon's throat.
Cheon Hwa-yeon stroked her back with a sadistic little smile.
"......"
"You held on so well. I'm satisfied. You did everything you could."
"You're... satisfied...?"
"Of course. I truly am. And it's all thanks to you, Seo A-ra."
Cheon Hwa-yeon soothed her, laying on praise after praise. The first words had made resentment well up in Seo A-ra's chest — but the longer they went on, the more something in her eased. The gentle caresses from the one who had beaten her, the kind voice comforting a soul wrung dry... to Seo A-ra, exhausted past all endurance, they were a single fraying rope.
A person cannot simply walk past a refuge they find at a dead end. Even knowing it is a trap, they run toward it.
Seo A-ra lifted her face from Cheon Hwa-yeon's throat and met her eyes at close range.
"You can lose. There's no one here but us. No one can hear. No one can see. I'm sorry I was so hard on you. I only did it because you were cute. I won't kill anyone. All I need is to play with you, Seo A-ra."
"...Really... you won't... kill anyone...?"
She asked it in a voice raw with hope. Cheon Hwa-yeon answered with a smile of perfect innocence.
"Of course not. I just want to do something that feels good with you, A-ra. That's all."
"...You hurt me... though..."
"I did hurt you, but..."
The hand stroking Seo A-ra's ass slipped a little deeper.
"Ah... aah...♥"
"You felt good too, didn't you, Seo A-ra? Didn't you?"
She traced the hole she had already trained more than once, and her voice turned sweet.
"What do you say we forget everything outside this room, and just feel good?"
"......"
"Let's keep it a secret. Just between the two of us. Then everyone can be happy."
Seo A-ra hesitated. But Cheon Hwa-yeon could already see straight through her. Just a little more. Push just a little more, and this girl would fall.
She nuzzled her cheek against Seo A-ra's and slid the tip of her finger into the hole she had been stroking.
Squish...♡
"Ah... aah...♥"
"Only here. Only in this room. You worked so hard — this much is all right."
The persuasion kept coming, poured into a girl who had no defenses left. Seo A-ra hesitated, then made one last declaration, as if to confirm it for herself.
"Once we're out... you're the enemy... I'll... kill you..."
"Of course. We'll just play like this in here. Only in here."
Squish—squish—♡
"Nn... nngh...♥ I-I'll get... revenge... I won't forget a single bit of today's humiliation... nngh...♥ ...I'll get...♥ my revenge... I will..."
"Of course. You're welcome to challenge me whenever you like."
Seo A-ra's face crumpled. Tears ran and ran — and then she threw her arms around Cheon Hwa-yeon's face and pulled her in. She started moving her hips on her own, forward and back, and before long the motion grew bigger.
"Good. Seo A-ra. You're doing wonderfully."
"Of course. You couldn't help it. I threatened you, after all."
"Nn... nngh......♥ I'll... definitely... get my revenge...♥"
Cheon Hwa-yeon pulled her in deeper still and pressed their cheeks together. Where Seo A-ra couldn't see, she barely managed to keep a twisted smile from reaching her mouth.
"For now, let's forget everything and just feel good. You tried so hard — this much is all right."
"Don't kill... anyone... no one..."
"Of course. Of course. If you'll just do a little more of what I say... no one has to die."
A pale white hand closed over Seo A-ra's blue hair.