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Translator: uly
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: Training
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I've never raised an animal before.
I had no interest in dogs or cats, and given my personality, I never had the spare energy for something so troublesome anyway.
Of course, I didn't have the money either.
But once the world went to hell, my thinking changed.
With the collapse of society, human common sense and morality vanished in an instant, so I started expanding my concept of what an "animal" could be.
Humans are animals too, right?
That's how I ended up thrilled when I got my hands on this bunker.
I figured if it was this secure, I could finally carry out my plan.
But humans differed from dogs or cats in one key way.
Dogs and cats don't betray or attack their owners unless something extreme happens.
Humans in this ruined world, though? Not even close.
Killing a human leaves no corpse behind—instead, you get coins you can turn into food.
Guilt fades, and necessity takes over.
People kill without hesitation now.
Running into another human has become incredibly dangerous in itself.
So, is there a way to completely subjugate humans and eliminate that risk?
In a world like this, it might be possible.
Someone out there might even have a skill for it.
But at least within my knowledge, no such skill exists.
Besides, this world might feel like a game, but there are no typical "items" like you'd find in one.
I've agonized over this for a long time.
My conclusion? There's no way to subjugate humans while treating them "like humans."
So in the end, I decided to do things my way.
Time's plentiful, after all.
In this ruined world, all that's left is surviving and chasing pleasure.
I stood in front of Min-ji's room.
I pulled back the cover over the door's peephole and peered inside. Min-ji was sitting on the bed, reading a book.
"Sleep."
She collapsed sideways onto the bed mid-read, and I unlocked the door to enter.
Her pale thighs peeked out from under her flowing white nightgown.
I set the book aside and sat beside her.
Sleep lasts twenty minutes—boring to wait, but I didn't want to force her awake.
I stripped off her nightgown and fitted the blindfold snugly over her eyes.
Preliminaries done.
With plenty of time left, I rested my hand on her thigh.
Soft skin.
My hand wouldn't stay there long.
It slid up her hip, across her belly, and settled on her perky breast.
Hands are suckers for tits, after all.
The wait dragged, but kneading her chest kept boredom at bay.
Would I ever get tired of this?
Doubt it. Not while I'm hooked.
Soft, plump breasts—like pudding, so tender.
The nipple catching between my fingers felt great.
I rubbed it with my palm, gave it a light pinch.
Kneaded and tweaked, circled it gently with my fingertip—then finally brought my mouth to it.
Humans are mammals; how could we not go crazy for breasts?
It's instinct. Pure instinct.
My dick swelled, signaling it was its turn, making its presence known.
Not yet.
I want to shove you into that juicy hole too, but I've got other business today.
Four minutes left on sleep.
Lust boiled, but I held back.
Breasts would have to satisfy me for now.
"Mm..."
Time up, Min-ji stirred and woke, noticing something over her eyes and reaching for it.
"Kang Min-ji."
My voice froze her solid.
"From now on, if you wake up to something covering your eyes, it means I'm here."
She slowly lowered her hand from the blindfold.
"Sit up."
Only then did she realize she was naked, perching on the bed's edge and covering her crotch with her hands.
Her awkward arm-huddle to hide her chest too only made her look hotter.
Now for the important part.
No clue if it'd work, but time for the experiment.
Start simple, stay firm and commanding?
"I promised you this: behave in this room, and I'll let you live."
What was it again? Control and reward? Something like that.
"One more promise: obey me perfectly, and I'll give you your freedom."
No reaction from Min-ji.
Frustrating not knowing if she liked it or not.
"Always answer me. Yes or no."
"Yes..."
Her voice trembled faintly.
Thrilled? Or plotting revenge?
"I'll say it again: obey perfectly, and you get freedom. One month term. How's that?"
"What does 'obey perfectly' mean?"
I closed in and slapped her.
Her head snapped to the side; she stayed frozen like that.
"Answers are yes or no. Sit straight."
She slowly righted herself.
"Obey perfectly, you get freedom. One-month term. No harm done to you. No needless violence. Deal?"
She hesitated, not answering right away.
I gave her time to think it over.
True submission comes from resolve or acceptance—not threats.
"...Yes."
I paused after her reply.
"Good. Straighten your back."
Slightly hunched, she hesitated but complied.
"Shoulders back."
Desperate to cover her chest, she had no choice but to expose it.
Perfect. Little steps, one by one.
Time to ease the shame next.
"Attention stance. Hands on the bed."
Reluctantly, she assumed the position, uncovering herself.
Slow, but obedient—that's what mattered.
Watching her comply made my dick rock-hard.
Not yet. Hold out a bit longer.
"Spread your legs."
Resigned, she parted them slowly.
Her pubic hair came into view, her shy slit peeking between.
Even after thrusting inside before, the sight alone thrilled me.
"Open your mouth. Stick out your tongue."
Red lips parted, red tongue extended.
I stepped forward.
She flinched as I approached.
"Don't move."
I grabbed her tongue with my fingers.
She startled at the touch but obeyed, not pulling away.
Her tongue felt soft.
Warm saliva coated my hand.
Holding it, drool pooled in her mouth and dribbled down.
Nothing special, yet insanely hot.
Never thought it'd turn me on in porn, but real life? Electric.
Drool streamed, but she stayed still as ordered.
Good enough. I released her tongue and slipped my index finger into her mouth.
"Suck."
Her warm mouth enveloped it.
Her tongue wriggled against it, ticklish and wet.
Better than expected... might want this often.
"Stop."
I pulled out as she halted.
A thick strand of spit stretched from her lips to my finger—oddly arousing.
I pressed my saliva-slick finger to her nipple.
Twitch.
She jerked her hips back but remembered and held still.
I began gently caressing her nipple.
Wonder what it felt like? Supposed to be a ticklish tingle down below.
Her squirming made my dick throb like it might burst.
Got it. Your turn now. Good wait.
She seemed relieved yet disappointed as I pulled away.
Hate it or not, she couldn't ignore the pleasure.
The body doesn't lie.
Time for today's climax.
"Open your mouth."
I slid my cockhead into her readily open mouth.
She'd braced for it; no big surprise when it entered.
"Make me cum, and we're done for today. Suck."
Expected resistance, had a plan—but she took it willingly.
Her warm mouth wrapped around me.
Different from pussy—tongue in play.
And Min-ji seemed skilled at this.
Not reluctant resignation; confident technique.
A new pleasure shot up my spine.
Warm wetness, tongue teasing the glans, wet sounds.
She looked like she savored it.
My swollen cock, hypersensitive, reeled from her tongue's assault—I nearly moaned.
Barely held it, kept posture rigid.
A bit more, and I'd pull back.
Heard it was amazing... myths say first-time blowjobs do nothing for guys, just jaw pain for girls.
Min-ji conquered mine expertly.
It worked; orgasm built steadily.
Once it starts, you can't stop it.
Delay a little, sure—but not halt.
Someone said: master that control, achieve Buddhahood.
Gush, gush.
I unloaded straight into her mouth.
Riding the electric high, I basked in ecstasy, then told her,
"Don't spit. Swallow."
Brief hesitation, then she did—with resolve.
The sight filled me with intense triumph.
Conquest and satisfaction intertwined.
"Good girl."
I eyed her, spit and cum dribbling from her lips, unmoving.
"Reward time since you did well. Need anything?"
Silence, then softly,
"A gun."
"What?"
"Knife, awl, axe."
Her words shattered my conquest high.
Chill took its place.
Couldn't show it, though—I barked,
"Don't get cute. Sleep."
She toppled backward.
I roughly yanked off the blindfold, stormed out, and locked the door.