Chapter 5 - The Tyrant (1)

BUCKLE UP, BUCKAROOS: STRONG NSFW AHEAD!!!

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

After retrieving his luggage hidden in the ceiling, Dokyung entered the password Boyeon had given him and unlocked the bunker. Boyeon's tension didn't ease until they were inside with the thick door securely shut. Her limbs trembled from exertion, her body a canvas of sweat and blood.

Dokyung supported Boyeon as she staggered weakly into the bunker. Built by her grandfather at great expense, the bunker offered all the comforts of home, including a bathroom as pristine as any found in a standard apartment.

The man, towering a good foot above her, looked down menacingly. The dimness in his eyes, overheated from the fury of bullets he had unleashed into the monsters' skulls, could not conceal the thrill of the kill that lingered there.

"Strip."

Boyeon couldn't help but shudder as she finally understood the reason for being dragged into the bathroom. She felt foolish for feeling relieved to be back in her grandfather's bunker. It was no longer a sanctuary for her - if he wanted to harm her, she wouldn't stand a chance against his strength. Regardless of how hard she fought or whether she gave in, the result was entirely in his hands.

'The reason I'm treating you so well – you haven't forgotten, have you?'

Boyeon couldn't forget. She didn't want to push his patience any further. If she obeyed quietly, maybe he would be merciful this time. It reminded her of the inhaler he had given her as a gift earlier today.

Her clothes dropped to the ground, one by one, as she unbuttoned her shirt with trembling hands filled with despair.

She was overcome with doubt and uncertainty, questioning her actions and wondering if they were truly acceptable. The thought of the immoral deeds she was about to commit in his grandfather's bunker filled her with shame. Boyeon feared that she might hear a stern scolding from someone, somewhere.

But she was frightened and alone, lacking the courage to fight back. She might never have realized her helplessness without witnessing it firsthand. Once she learned about the hell that was Seoul’s night, her resistance only weakened further.

Humans, such as Boyeon, could not survive on food, clothing, and shelter alone. They also need society and relationships to share emotions and experiences.

After three months in solitude, Boyeon felt as if she had lost the ability to speak. The fear set in as she couldn't recall the last time she had spoken aloud. She yearned to converse, to experience warmth, and to recapture the sense of unity she once knew.

The thought of enduring isolation once more was unbearable for Boyeon.

She refused to remain confined in the bunker indefinitely.

Her desire was to walk upon the earth, bask in the sunlight, and reclaim the freedom she once cherished.

In the dark streets of Seoul, Boyeon was carried on Dokyung's back, her mind racing as she calculated the worth of her body and his. She couldn't help but think how much easier it was to please a man. Her desperation for comfort led her to betray her own morals and humanity; she simply felt relief that he wanted her.

And in that moment, she didn't stop moving her hands even as her clothing fell away, leaving only her light-colored underwear.

“…….”

Boyeon's head dropped as she unhooked her bra, allowing her ample breasts to bounce freely. She then proceeded to remove her underwear, revealing her untouched and moist regions. Standing completely naked, her ivory arms and legs, delicate waist, curvaceous bottom, and smooth, untouched breasts were now exposed.

"Hah..."

Without a word, the man's rough hand swept Boyeon's long hair away from her chest and traced down her back. His veins protruded like pulsating snakes as he grazed his fingertips over her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Her full, teardrop-shaped breasts rose and fell with each breath, almost taunting him to take hold of them.

He expected her to be extremely thin, but instead she had soft curves. His unsettling gaze felt like he was assessing her as a potential sacrifice. Boyeon couldn't help but tremble under his cold stare, unable to meet his eyes. Despite it being her own body, she dared not cover or hide herself from him. She endured the uncomfortable and explicit examination of her naked form until he seemed satisfied.

Shaaa.

Dokyung turned on the shower and quickly stripped off his clothes. He stepped under the warm water, rinsing off all the grime and blood from earlier.

"Hold on to me."

He gestured towards her like she was a dog. Boyeon looked at him with a blank expression and lowered her head in response. She shifted uncomfortably, then moved towards him, seeking his embrace on her own accord.

"Ngh..!"

She felt the warmth of his hand, damp with hot water, as it settled on the small of her back. His touch was gentle yet possessive, tracing a line of water down her spine before firmly gripping her firm ass. The softness of her flesh fit perfectly into his rough palm, and he pulled and squeezed with confidence. It was a strange feeling to be held like this by him, a mixture of comfort and intensity flooding through her body as she surrendered to his touch.

"Ah, hmm...."

Boyeon pursed her lips and let out a low, involuntary moan. Her soft cheeks were pressed against his heavily muscled pecs. The heat radiating from his body caused her to shudder. His physique was so chiseled and defined that it seemed almost inhuman. Every inch of him exuded strength and power, as if all the explosive energy she had witnessed during the day's fighting was condensed within his frame.

He was undeniably a man, with broad shoulders and strong arms that enveloped Boyeon's smaller frame. As their bodies collided, it was Boyeon who felt the weight of him pressing down on her. But even in this moment, there was a strange exhilaration coursing through her as she twisted and turned against him. His hands slid up her slender waist, causing her body to arch backwards in response. A soft moan escaped her as he buried his face into her lips, parting them gently with his own.

"Ooh, mmh...!"

The man's excited breath mingled with her sweet, high-pitched moans as they tangled together in a passionate embrace. His thick tongue eagerly explored her mouth, searching for every hidden crevice and tasting her essence. Her cries of pleasure grew louder as he grabbed her bouncing breasts, his rough hands squeezing and kneading them with fervor. He continued to explore her mouth with urgency, savoring the disheveled rhythm of her breathing, and sucked on the tip of her tongue as if it were the most delicious morsel.

He was too rough for her delicate and inexperienced self to handle. She struggled to catch her breath as he seemed to engulf and suffocate her. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and started crying, causing him to finally break the kiss.

Boyeon's breaths came in ragged gasps, her fear of what was to come growing with each passing moment... "I-I... ,hic, I can't breathe," she whispered, her voice trembling with anxiety about the sexual encounter ahead.

"Breathe through your nose."

With a cruel command, Dokyung reclaimed her cozy and warm interior, enclosing her in his arms. His skilled lips explored every inch of her mouth, sending shivers down her spine. She was so exhausted from the day's events that she barely registered this as her first kiss.

The steamy aroma from the hot water filled the bathroom as their bodies lathered with the sweet-scented wash. Tears streamed down her ivory cheeks, and Dokyung couldn't help but feel a spark ignite within him when he saw her small, trembling face unable to meet his gaze. His desire for her intensified, and he eagerly devoured her lips, releasing pent-up carnal desires that had been building up for far too long.

She gasped as his lips closed around her pale, sensitive nipples. His mouth worked with a fierce intensity, sucking and nipping like an unruly tyrant. Boyeon's heart thudded in her chest as she was pierced by his cold, unrelenting gaze. Every touch of his lips sent shivers of desire down her spine, overwhelming her with a lust so intense it scared her. Her cheeks flushed a deep red as the pure innocence within her was consumed by the fire of sensuality.

She cried out, "Haah, ha... stop, ugh, please, hmm, ngh..." Her pleading only heightened his arousal as he continued to ravish her.

She was never in the best of shape, and being stuck in the bunker only made things worse. Dokyung didn't go all out with her because having sex in a slippery bathroom could cause harm to her already weak body. However, it wasn't for her well-being; he just wanted to keep things fun and enjoyable instead of having her collapse. He loved watching her reactions to his touches and movements.

He quickly wrapped the freshly bathed Boyeon in a towel and tossed her onto the bed. In one swift motion, he parted her legs and his gaze fixated on a part of her that she had never truly seen before. Electricity sparked between them, igniting a fire within both of them.

A wetness pooled and dripped from the delicate folds between her legs, a place she had never truly considered until this moment. It wasn't just damp, but sticky and slick, pulsing with an arousing fluid. Boyeon's cheeks burned as she came to the realization that her body was preparing itself for the intimate act of joining with a man.

"It's pretty wet for something that hasn't even grown hair yet."

"Hic..."

Boyeon was taken aback by Dokyung's brazen comment, causing her mind to go blank. She had lost her secondary sexual characteristics long ago, and it was clear that her lack of pubic hair was simply due to being hairless. It wasn't out of ignorance on Dokyung's part; he was intentionally teasing the woman in a nonsensical and mischievous manner, relishing in her blushing and teary reaction.

"Your expressions are worth watching."

"Wha-what?"

"Don't look away."

Her neck straightened, revealing her face that had been hidden. Her eyes shifted from staring at the ceiling to meeting his gaze. She reluctantly took in his lower body that she had previously ignored, and was surprised by what she saw.

"Ugh, sorry, I-I can't, its... hic!"

Boyeon's whimpers were muffled as a large hand forcefully covered her mouth and nose, depriving her of breath. She writhed under his weight as he pinned her down, his massive erection rubbing against her pussy lips and stretching her insides in ways she never thought possible. The intense pleasure mixed with fear, causing her body to throb and clench around him. Her sobs were silenced by the thick girth trying to enter her.

He removed his hand and commanded, "Speak." It appeared as though he wanted her to repeat herself. Boyeon was taken aback by the deep darkness in his eyes, his fierce stare piercing into her soul.

“Ha-mm… I-I’m scared, please don't.... I'll listen, so....”

She could only manage a feeble plea, her quivering body and exposed breasts making her look like a helpless bird. This only fueled his cruel desire to break her completely. But he resisted the urge with a shallow breath, deciding to be patient for just a little longer. Her mild disobedience did not warrant punishment at this point.

Shlick.

Dokyung gently traced circles around her intimate area with his tongue. Boyeon's body trembled, and she moved her hips in response. But her attempts to resist were in vain as he firmly held onto her thighs, spreading them apart to explore her most private parts.

“Ha, I-I don’t like it… Hngh! I feel weird, hmm, please….”

The woman's cries were broken and filled with tears. Her breathing was heavy and warm.

Her skin was smooth and delicate, responding eagerly to his touch, igniting a strong desire within him. The scent of her arousal mingled with the fragrance of body wash, their combination like a potent aphrodisiac, causing his manhood to immediately harden and throb.

The man's demeanor was cold and lacked any tenderness as he explored the woman's body. It was his first time pleasuring a woman in this way, but he was intrigued by her reactions and wanted to push her further. He gently tugged on her clitoris, nestled within its delicate folds, and used his fingers to tease it. When his warm and velvety tongue enveloped her small mound, Boyeon shuddered with pleasure as if she had been electrified.

"Ah, uhm, how- aah, stop, ngh, hmm...!"

His lips, the color of a deep red wine, nibbled and sucked on her sensitive nub. The intensity of his actions made her feel like she was on fire, as if her clitoris were being boiled in pleasure. With expert skill, he flicked and circled her clit with his tongue, drawing out her love juices with each forceful suction.

The woman was highly sensitive, and her emotions were overwhelming her. She couldn't contain herself and began to scream and cry, her hands flailing as she tried to push him away. However, she was physically weak, and her attempts were ineffective. Dokyung paid no attention to her protests as he focused on caressing and stimulating her until she became sufficiently aroused. Boyeon was completely unaware of his finger entering her tight opening, causing her hips to jerk and writhe in response to the pleasurable sensation. It felt as though she was being consumed by his touch.

A forceful ecstasy surged through her, causing her intimate muscles to relax. Intense stimulation pulsed against her sensitive pussy, scraping against the walls of her vagina. His robust tongue ravished her entrance while the sculpted tip of his nose rubbed against her clitoris. She couldn't help but let out needy moans as he teasingly grazed her clit with his warm knuckles. He hungrily devoured and sucked every drop of liquid pouring out from within her. The overwhelming pleasure caused her mind to go haywire as she felt a pulsing sensation in her core. Her fingers and toes began to curl uncontrollably as she lay spread out before him, her hole gaping open and dripping with unknown fluids.

"Haah, ah... hmm, ah... ah...!"

What a troublesome woman.

She climaxed with a shiver as he continued to suck and lick her, drenching his chin in her slippery juices.

"We're just getting started."

He remarked dryly, raising an eyebrow.

"I-I don't know what... came out..." She gasped between deep breaths, still recovering from her intense pleasure.

Boyeon's eyes were glazed over and distant as she looked up at Dokyung who was now standing. She flinched when she felt his throbbing member pressing against her wet entrance.

"Wa-wait...!"

Slam!

He thrust himself into her with a powerful force. Boyeon was taken by surprise, too caught up in the moment to even process what was happening. Her body was so tight that he couldn't fully penetrate her; his enlarged tip pushed into her slick and moist opening.

"Ah-mm...!"

Her body jerked in shock, the sudden stretch rendering her unable to scream. Loud moans slipped through her chapped lips one after the other before her brain could fully register the pain.

"Breathe."

He lifted his chin and lightly touched Boyeon's rosy cheeks, letting out a quiet chuckle.

"Ah, ngh... Hah!"

She gasped for air as he entered her again. Instead of stopping, he moved slowly and shallowly, causing her to feel a deep stretch with each thrust. The pain was excruciating, almost like she was being torn apart. Her untouched vagina was being pushed to its limits, and the sensation was similar to intense menstrual cramps. She couldn't hold back the tears that streamed down her cheeks.

"Ah, hic, hurts... ngh, it hurts..."

Boyeon's face twisted in pain and tears streamed down her cheeks, making her usually pretty appearance distorted. She shivered as he glared down at her, his eyes cold.

"Tell me where."

"Hah... there, ngh, down there..."

Boyeon couldn't hold back her tears as she revealed the truth. The pain was unbearable, and she was too overwhelmed to feel any sense of shame. Dokyung's lips curled into a sneer as he looked at her, clearly mocking her. Despite this, Boyeon's eyes grew wide as she sniffled, surprised by his reaction. He was almost on the verge of laughing at her honest outburst.

"Say it again."

"Ah, ngh, it hurts down there..."

Her response was still the same. She was honest, as if she were answering a doctor who asked her where it hurt.

“You mean your pussy hurts?”

Dokyung teased playfully, with mischief. Then, Boyeon's cheeks flushed red and she suddenly became aware of how inappropriate her words sounded. She turned her head away, avoiding any eye contact.

"I warned you not to look away."

Dokyung reminded her, and she immediately turned to face him with a whimper. Her eyes held an innocent look, as if she didn't understand the gravity of her situation. A small smile tugged at Dokyung's lips as he pulled Boyeon close and pressed himself deep inside her. His hard member thrust all the way in, his full weight bearing down on her. As he stretched and penetrated her tight opening with his large cock, Boyeon let out cries and sobs.

"Ah! ugh...! Ah, ack... hic, gently, go gently... ngh!"

"We’re far from over."

"It hurts, hng... gently, please..."

Dokyung's hips moved slowly and deliberately. He could feel the heat and tightness of her inner walls, almost to the point of discomfort. While he could have forced himself into her with brute strength, he didn't want to cause her any more pain than necessary. Still, there was no way to avoid the pain she would feel as she took in his thick member for the first time. He explored inside her, despite Boyeon's pained whimpers. His movements were gentle as he brushed against her inner walls, taking note of her wetness which had now coated his own arousal.

As Boyeon cried and repeated that she was in pain, there came a faint tickling sensation in her stomach. Amidst the agony, this feeling intensified until it became undeniable.

Their slick, perspiring bodies pressed together, creating an almost unbearable heat. The sensation of their naked skin sliding against each other was intoxicating. Though the hot, heavy body on top of her was unfamiliar and initially frightening, it was not repulsive. With each passing moment, her mind became overwhelmed with the combined sensations of their bodies: the heat, the breathing, and the sexual energy. Finally, all the tension she had been holding in was released.

It was impossible not to feel a sense of catharsis as he pushed into her with his overwhelmingly large shaft. Boyeon was filled to the brim, and each time he withdrew, her inner walls trembled. When Dokyung went just a little deeper, Boyeon's fingers clenched onto his arm, overcome with pleasure. A strangled sob escaped her lips and transformed into a loud moan.

"Ah ngh...!"

His icy gaze swept over her flushed cheeks, and he locked eyes with her, watching for any signs of discomfort. Then he thrust his hips again, this time with even more vigor. His relentless penetration made Boyeon stiffen momentarily before she let out a string of sweet moans.

"Hmm, ah... wait, ngh... hah, not there, hng, feels weird.... Ah!"

It was the least he could do for the woman who had so generously offered herself to him. This act was also impulsive on his part, as Boyeon had fulfilled his desires in numerous ways, and in return, he squeezed her breasts as she wept.

Shlick!

Boyeon's waist twisted abruptly, making her aware of his kindness towards her in that one gesture.

"Ha, hmm...!"

Shlick.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she opened her lips to speak, but before she could utter a word, everything went dark. He entered her without any warning, thrusting his penis into her with an almost predatory strength. She felt as though he saw her not as a partner in mating, but as a weak and helpless prey. The pain was unbearable as he ruthlessly drove into her, making her feel like her pelvis would split in two.

The more she cried, the more he seemed to enjoy it. His heavy breaths and weight pressed down on her as he pounded into her. Boyeon was confused by the conflicting sensations she felt during their rough sexual encounter. The excruciating pain was mixed with waves of pleasure that made her body writhe and moan. Her insides burned as his massive erection repeatedly penetrated her, causing her juices to gush out uncontrollably.

Squeak, shlick! Shlick...!

The sound was mortifying, causing her to squeeze her eyes shut in embarrassment. It was such an unfamiliar feeling, and the heat rising on her cheeks only made it worse. Her body trembled uncontrollably with each forceful movement. Knowing he was watching her in this disheveled state was too much for her to handle.

"Look at me."

He commanded when she refused to open her eyes. In frustration, he gripped her waist and thrust his pulsing member inside of her.

"Uhm, ahhh!"

Boyeon let out a strangled noise and jumped at the sensation. The shape of his manhood was prominently outlined against her thin stomach. Dokyung's gaze narrowed as he thrust harder, penetrating a forbidden territory that had never been explored before. Boyeon couldn't take it any longer and gave in to the pleasure.

"Please...I;m sorry...ahh...I'll open my eyes, hng...please, ngh!"

Hah...

Phew...

Dokyung's breaths grew ragged as he continued to pound her. Her stomach, as thin as a sheet of paper, seemed to reveal his size with each thrust. It was almost as if his cock was trying to break through her skin. The twisted act of plunging into her belly brought a sadistic pleasure to his pitch-black eyes. He tightly gripped her slender waist and pressed down on her uterus with both thumbs as he entered her. The woman let out an obscene cry each time he thrust into her like this, which only amused him further.

“Ha, huh… ah! Ang!”

Plop! Plop!

Her delicate, pristine features were now soaked in various fluids. Her innocent gaze turned vacant as her eyes rolled back. Her mouth hung open, saliva trickling down her chin. Her smooth supple thighs shook uncontrollably with pleasure. She let out another cry, lost in the moment.

Clear liquid dripped from between her legs, making a soft, wet noise. He was quite fond of her tight and easily stimulated entrance. He took pleasure in exploring it however he pleased, causing her warm juices to splash around them.

"Hmm ha, ah... ah! Nghh!"

The woman’s sobs were so intense that she struggled to catch her breath, causing her body to shudder as if struck by lightning. Her reactions mimicked those of an orgasm, tightening around him just as they had when he first entered her. Eventually, she broke down completely, bucking with each thrust and whimpering from the pleasure of his relentless fucking. Even though her face was covered in bodily fluids and tears, it only added to his arousal. In fact, he found her high-pitched cries quite enjoyable and couldn’t help but marvel at how well her pussy exceeded his expectations.

She was lost in the heat of the moment, unable to form coherent thoughts. He pushed down on her abdomen and thrust into her with all his might. Her head turned to the side, revealing half of her face. Her mouth hung open, and tears streamed down her cheeks as she cried out uncontrollably.

Slap!

A thoughtless slap to her buttocks brought tears to the woman's eyes. She didn't understand what she had done wrong, and she begged for forgiveness blindly. But instead of calming him down, her cries only provoked him further. He wanted to hit her even harder as he listened to her sweet sobs.

Slap! Slap!

With each blow getting stronger, the woman could only curl her feet in response. His gaze fell upon her small, white toes as they curled tightly.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

He continued to spank her until her smooth and perfect buttocks were spread wide open. He could see them trembling and her pussy twitching with need. She cried into the pillow, her face red and swollen. He grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up to reveal her tear-streaked eyes. The hand gripping her delicate neck tightened instinctively at the sight.

"Ugh, ah, oh, hmm!"

Shit. I almost went too far.

Dokyung released her neck, looking down at the woman who was moaning in pleasure as he pulled out his cock. As he held onto her tightly, he felt her inner walls contracting. She was so overwhelmed she could barely breathe, her body limp except for occasional jerks of her hips.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The woman's lips parted, allowing a moan to escape as her body reacted with swelling and redness in her eyes, nostrils, cheeks, lips, and nipples. His stomach fluttered with desire, causing him to thrust hard into her. Her slender legs curled inward as she moaned, releasing slick fluids once again.

It was the first time he had felt such an overwhelming urge to release. He briefly considered cumming on her face, but ultimately decided to deposit his seed inside her pussy instead.

"Don’t spill it," he warned, though she didn't seem to hear him. Outside of the bunker, her long hair would be a weakness, but he couldn't help but admire how it fell in fine strands and clung to her damp cheeks. In that moment, he realized that whether she cut it or left it long wouldn't make a difference, so he left it as it was.

Dokyung ran his fingers through her silky hair and nuzzled into the soft skin of her neck. His body ached from not having relieved himself in a while, causing his sperm to build up and thicken. When he finally released, it was with such force that it filled her completely. The woman writhed as she felt the warmth inside her, but he held her down so she couldn't escape, until eventually she gave in and began to whimper softly.

As he continued to pulsate with pleasure, his erection returned once again.

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Translator's Corner:

UM YEAH that happened - this kinda got me ya know... anyways

TBH I've only TLed system, regression, martial arts, magic, fantasy, shounen types of works... Never have I attempted a smut novel...

If there is any awkward wording, please let me know! I tried my best, but seeing as how it's my first time smut writing, there might be some mistakes. Let me know in the comments what I can improve! Thanks and hope you enjoyed! :)