Chapter 18: Hunters Instinct 2
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"That's…"
My breath hitched as soon as I heard it.
He was talking about catching and selling a foreigner like me, who had drifted here without knowing where I was.
I couldn't bring myself to nod.
"The equipment is ready. There used to be times when we couldn't get good slaves without doing that."
"Give me some time to think."
There weren't many options.
And this world was much crueler than I thought.
Even knowing that, I couldn't easily make a decision.
Far from blaming me, Bior quietly turned a blind eye to my hesitation.
'Not yet… It's not that desperate yet.'
I had the silver coins I brought, and if I used them sparingly, I could live for another month without starving.
But the problem was that my income was too low.
I couldn't rot in this district forever!
At this rate, I was barely scraping by, and since I didn't know how long I could keep working at the bar, it was almost impossible to save up the money I needed to become a trainer.
For several days, I went to work at the bar, helping with chores and thinking.
I needed a way to escape this hamster wheel situation.
First, increase my workload.
Second, demand a raise.
Third, borrow money from someone else.
Honest methods were not realistic.
Especially the second and third, which were almost impossible. In this world, the credit rating of a D-rank slave was at the very bottom, no matter how I thought about it.
"Damn it."
Ugh! I put in too much force and the mop broke.
And of course, Calissa saw that moment.
"What are you doing? We only have a few cleaning tools…"
"I'm sorry, Ma'am."
"…Sigh. I'll deduct it from your pay. That's okay, right?"
"…Yes."
"Looks like you'll be working for free today."
…Don't joke around.
I'd already been cleaning up food spilled by drunks for six hours.
But I had no choice but to bow my head.
'This can't go on.'
Do I have no choice but to kidnap and train a clueless person from another world?
Aside from my own moral issues, kidnapping someone was no ordinary feat.
A woman who suddenly had her freedom taken away was unlikely to form a 'trustworthy master-servant relationship'.
Master must already know this too.
Kidnapping wasn't necessarily a good method either.
"I won't say anything since you apologized, but... sigh…"
"You shouldn't mess up even simple tasks like this."
"I'm sorry."
You're already saying something...
"The floor is fine for today, so could you go up to the second floor and tidy up the rooms where guests have been?"
"Yes."
Is around 20 copper coins a day really the best I can do?
Even though I wouldn't be paid today, it seemed like the return was too low for such a big store that sold alcohol and had inn rooms on the second floor.
But what could I do? Unfair treatment was the norm for D-rank slaves.
Still, it wasn't bad to get away from the commotion on the first floor for a while and clean the rooms alone.
After clearing the trash and setting the bed sheets so stiff that a coin would bounce off them, I was about to leave when Calissa opened the door and came in.
"Are you finished?"
"Ah, yes."
"Let me see."
Calissa immediately became a strict instructor and began inspecting the cleaning.
I was confident in my cleaning skills, so I felt at ease.
'But still…'
She was careless. Why did she close the door?
In the modern world, people pathologically avoided situations where a man and a woman were alone in a small enclosed space, so it rarely happened.
The sight of her bending over in front of me and shaking her bursting ass is impressive.
That's a hot ass.
…Yeah, it's a really hot ass.
Is she showing it off on purpose?
My erection wouldn't stop.
"You did well. Good work."
Calissa glanced at my bulging dick over my pants and said.
"Thank you. How's it going downstairs? Are there many customers?"
"No, it's quiet now. My husband also closed the store for a while and went out to buy groceries."
"Is that so?"
So, with nothing to do, she came up to check on me.
"To buy a new cleaning tool that Taeyang broke."
Calissa crossed her arms under her breasts and tilted her chin, as if forcing me to feel more sorry.
"I'm sorry. I put in a little too much force…"
"Why are you showing off your strength while cleaning? You have to be careful."
"I'll be careful."
"If you have that much strength to spare, could you help me move some things in the basement?"
A bold request for overtime.
It was already time to go home… Seeing my expression turn slightly sour, Calissa continued her explanation.
"That cleaning tool… your daily wage alone won't cover it."
Is the value of my labor less than a mop?
Sigh. Just when I thought I was getting used to it, today was one of those days that made me really not want to work.
Earn money honestly?
What a joke.
I suddenly felt a fire ignite within me.
Both in the modern world and in this world, many people lived their lives diligently fulfilling their duties.
Only by contributing to society could one truly be a 'member of society.'
Just as a bar owner sells alcohol and a bakery owner sells bread, that's the natural order of things in the world.
Then what am I? I am a beast.
Just as a hunter hunts animals, a milf hunter hunts milfs.
The monologue already knew what I had to do.
How could I even think of finding another way with such a ripe, ass-shaking milf in front of me?
'The answer is a married woman's pussy.'
"Why are you smiling?"
"I'm confident in my strength. Leave it to me."
I felt an indescribable energy welling up within me.
Calissa's expression was subtle. She seemed to find my change in attitude a bit strange, but she didn't seem to mind and smiled back.
"Yeah. I've been thinking that since I saw your body."
"Taeyang, your muscles are really toned. I wish my husband's body was like this…"
This cheeky bitch has been eyeing my body since the first day, huh?
"Would you like to touch it?"
I naturally induce skinship.
Calissa, as if slightly intrigued, reached for my chest.
I pulled up my shirt.
"Oh my!"
Calissa flinched as if surprised, but her eyes scanned my pecs greedily.
My abs? They're awesome.
Married women, tired of their husbands' potbellies, are especially vulnerable to physical assault.
From the moment I realized my destiny, I've never missed a workout. I've been slacking off lately, but still... It's only natural that the 'taker' should be more physically attractive than the 'taken'.
Calissa, as if hypnotized, gently stroked my chest with her hand.
It felt like lightning.
Lightning, called thrill, struck my body that hadn't felt a woman's soft skin for a long time!
My heart was racing. My fully erect dick made its presence known over my pants, and Calissa took her hand away and gasped in surprise.
"Wh-What is that?"
"Huh?"
Is she asking because she doesn't know?
"What did you put in your pants?"
'There's no way something that big is a dick.'
That's what she seems to be thinking.
My dick, perfect in length, thickness and hardness, gives a shock to anyone who sees it for the first time.
I am a male born for the sole purpose of reproduction, and I fulfill that duty to the fullest.
Work? I'm quitting that shit today.
Instead, it's a married woman's pussy. Don't underestimate my ten-day-old lust.
I stared intently at Calissa's forehead, who was admiring my dick in amazement, and fueled the fire within my body.
"It's my dick, Ma'am."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"I thought I saw wrong..."
It seems like she's been interested in my dick since the first day we met.
"It's been a while since I've been in contact with such an attractive woman as you... I'm sorry. I don't know my place."
I pull my clothes down and step back a little.
The point is to show that I have no intention of approaching her first.
"Even though I don't know much about training, I'm quite experienced at playing hard to get with married women who like dicks."
I've only done that in the modern world, so just by looking at Calissa's expression and eyes, I already knew she was excited.
"You said you were confident in your strength, but actually what I'm confident in is 'this.'"
"Were you a male prostitute?"
"Not exactly a male prostitute, but I was more like a pet that a noble lady kept around."
"I see... So you must be good at 'that'?"
"Yes I am. I would not survive from getting my head off if I wasn't amazing at 'that', but my head. It's still attached, isn't it?"
Calissa fanned her flushed cheeks with her hand and looked away.
"Th-That kind of boasting is unnecessary. Let's go down to the basement. Follow me."
"Yes."
I followed closely behind Calissa.
The distance was closer than usual.
It was because I, who have been liberated from my duties in my heart, am pressing her from behind.
'Ha, the scent of a female.'
It was so much better to smell it up close.
Calissa seemed a little nervous, sweat dripping from her neck.
I can see she's aware of me.
"I've been thinking about it since the first day, but it must be hard with the customers hitting on you all the time, right?"
"It can't be helped. For a woman to survive in this district, she can't blush every time someone touches her."
"Isn't it because you're a ma'am that they want to touch you more?"
Calissa glared at me for subtly crossing the line and cleared her throat.
"What's so nice about an old lady like me?"
"Old lady? I don't think so. Ma'am, you're beautiful."
"..."
Calissa's pace quickened. She seemed embarrassed.
But she must have wanted to hear something like that. She called herself an old lady when I didn't... People often say that when they want someone to deny it.
"Wait a minute. I'll get the key."
A golden opportunity.
Where are we going? It's the liquor store... And the door has a strong lock to prevent theft.
No one can get in here except the owner or his wife, Calissa.
I calculated in my head when the husband would be back from shopping.
Two hours at the most..."
These will be the two hours that determine my life.
Whether I get kicked out of this district, or whether I open a new door of opportunity through a married woman's pussy.
This was the most nervous I've ever been about having sex with a milf.
I follow Calissa into the liquor warehouse.
"Put all the boxes in the back over there."
A dark liquor warehouse.
I could barely make out the outlines of objects because of the dim lighting.
Calissa needs to go inside.
I had closed the distance with suggestive talk, but now she was aware of me and wouldn't show me her back.
Calissa held onto the door and pointed with her finger to give instructions.
That was a good sign.
It seems that I've definitely awakened her vigilance, which was indifferent when she entered the room.
Even though I'm going to force myself on her anyway, I pretended to obey her and went inside.
"This one here?"
"Yes, all of them."
"I can't see very well..."
"Not there, next to it!"
"Here?"
I deliberately misunderstood and pretended to be clueless.
"No, not there... Ugh! I said over there!"
"Hmm..."
I deliberately walked around and looked away.
Calissa stomped her feet and, not knowing what to do, walked straight towards me.
"Why can't you understand? Here!"
I snatched.
I grabbed the key she was holding.
"Huh...?"
She opened her eyes wide and looked back and forth between the key in my hand and my face.
And... Just as the hunter knows his role, the prey knows its position.
"Hic...!"
Calissa turned in terror towards the wide open exit.
Faster than her, I grabbed Calissa's neck and knocked her down, then walked leisurely over and locked the door.
Alone in a closed room.
This time the meaning was a little different.
Because I locked it.
I walked over to Calissa, who was frozen with fear.
"Don't come near me!"
She jumped up and backed away until her back hit the wall.
"Calm down. I'm not going to hurt you."
I show Calissa, who was tense with fear of being hurt, my palm to calm her.
I was going to harm her pussy, but I want to avoid the misunderstanding that I was going to beat her mercilessly or strangle her to death.
Because fear would take over.
I took off my clothes in front of her.
"Wh-what are you...??"
Calissa's breathing slowed as she watched me strip.
Calissa, you were interested too, weren't you?
In my huge dick that you'll look up to.
"...Ah..."
Calissa's gaze was fixed on my erect dick.
A look that contained not only shock but also awe.
A king dick that forces the female instinct to awaken in anyone who sees it.
Some things are worshipped or become objects of faith simply because they are so big and majestic, and my dick is one of those things.
Even though I haven't inserted it yet, it's already showing its intense presence, as if I'm having sex with the woman in front of me.
"Ah...that..."
A gasp escapes between Calissa's lips.
"I'll say it again. I have no intention of harming you, ma'am."
I approached her slowly, one step at a time, so that Calissa could prepare herself for my approach.
I raised my hand and begin with a light touch.
I gently touch her hair or shoulder and calmly observe her reaction.
I'm getting nervous too... If she screams and runs away or kicks me here... Let's proceed carefully.
As if touching glass, I gently stroke her cheek.
"Don't do that..."
I hugged Calissa tightly.
"Ah...!"
When it was time to swing, I have to swing for sure.
If I take it any slower, her husband will come looking for his missing wife.
Calissa, who struggled to escape at first, gradually entrusted her body to me.
Feeling Calissa's soft breasts, I rubbed my hard, erect king dick against her body.