The Mark of Ownership
The wet hole clenched with frantic, rippling spasms. Even soaked through, the flesh inside stayed maddeningly tight. Hot, viscous mucus coated the inner walls, squeezing his cock from every angle like it would never let go. No matter how hard he drove in, slammed upward, or yanked back out, the pressure never eased.
A cunt that gripped perfectly and felt every inch. A warm, soft body. Those innocent eyes. That pretty face. All of it was what he had claimed in exchange for saving her life. Every piece belonged to Ju Dokyung. All he had to do was bury himself in the hole she spread open so willingly and empty his lust.
Yet Mun Boyeon’s ruined student ID kept flashing through his mind. He wanted to hunt down whatever bastard had done it and beat him to a pulp, but the collapse of society’s infrastructure made even a simple DNA test impossible. The frustration gnawed at him.
“Fuck.”
Dokyung spat the curse through clenched teeth and brought his palm down hard on the woman’s ass. She let out a high-pitched cry and shook her hips, as if trying to soothe the enraged male. Her cunt fluttered nonstop, drooling slick fluids in desperate waves. The inner walls slammed against him and crushed down with every thrust.
Every time he speared into her, he pictured the red petals of a flower opening and closing in frantic spasms. By now it would be ruined beyond any trace of its original soft color. Fresh heat surged through him. Dokyung took out every ounce of his frustration on her body.
The woman suddenly twisted, thighs trembling as her pale inner legs clamped tight. A sharp hiss cut the air as clear fluid jetted from her cunt like a fountain. It wasn’t a huge amount, but the thick cock plugging her kept it from flowing freely, turning the release into choked, messy spurts.
“Huuu… huuu…!”
She cried in the most pathetic way. It was almost a shame to see that beautiful face—the same one that had lured in a worthless bastard like him—twisted with tears while her lower body kept gushing. She twitched and leaked in weak, uncontrollable dribbles, like she was losing control of her bladder.
Suddenly Dokyung burned with the urge to paint that miserable face with his cum. Ignoring her sobs, he pounded her pussy without mercy.
Muscles bulged along thighs thicker than Boyeon’s waist. Veins stood out like cords as he poured every bit of strength into crushing the woman beneath him. He slammed into her like a beast, scraping off the filthy remnants of his lust onto her body with each brutal thrust.
Fluid poured from her hole as if a faucet had been left wide open. Wet, obscene slaps echoed every time his hips collided with hers. Boyeon seemed to devour him with more than just her cunt—her entire body clung to him. Or perhaps she was the one being devoured. His vision swam. Her pale belly heaved and contracted like a frog thrown onto burning coals.
“Ah… ngh, huu… huuu…!”
Boyeon could barely form words. Her lips parted weakly, trembling. The sharp, overwhelming stimulation tearing through her sensitive spots had stolen her mind. Heat blazed between her legs and burned in her throat. Her rising body temperature made it feel like every drop of blood was boiling, rushing backward through her veins. She thought she might burst apart.
The sound coming from her hole had changed from a wet smack to something closer to a heavy, fleshy thud. Yet the man showed no sign of tiring. His pace barely slowed. He ground the writhing, insect-like Boyeon beneath him as another savage climax built.
Every muscle in his body trembled and twisted unnaturally. How long had her limbs been rattling like that? With one final, powerful pull, he drew out a fountain of her arousal and withdrew. He immediately seized a fistful of Boyeon’s hair as she continued to leak helplessly.
“Suck.”
Her face was shoved against his cock at once. He forced himself deep into her tiny mouth—far deeper than it could comfortably take—and shook her by the hair with rough, demanding strokes.
“Mmph! Kgh! Hrk!”
The rising edge of his orgasm left no room for gentleness. Caught in his violent lust, Boyeon sobbed like she might break into tears at any second, her raw lips working desperately around him. Her wet eyes sparkled pitifully as her brows drew together in a desperate curve. Her throat convulsed, struggling to breathe around the massive, ugly length stretching her palate and tongue.
That crying face paired with those sweet, muffled sounds must have pleased him, because ever since the first time he’d taken her, a fierce, animalistic possessiveness had boiled inside Ju Dokyung.
What if someone else had found her that day? This stupid girl would have ended up under whoever claimed her first.
Dokyung glared down at his obedient, downcast prey and growled low in his throat. Part of him wanted to slap her across the cheek. But hitting her while this angry would destroy her pretty face, so he held back. Even that wasn’t enough. He began thrusting his own hips, forcing the head of his cock deeper into her soft throat.
“Uhp! Hngh! Kk… uuh…!”
The more she cried, the harder he drove into her mouth. Strands of her fine hair stuck to her wet lips and brushed her cheeks. Her stretched, trembling mouth drooled thin strings of saliva around his grotesquely swollen shaft.
“Huu…”
Dokyung finally realized how pointless his earlier thoughts had been. In the end, he was the one who had claimed her. Even while crying and sniffling, she was obediently sucking his cock.
“Uuh… kheuk, hup! Hngh!”
Boyeon was clumsy, but it didn’t take Dokyung long to reach his limit. Thick, milky semen erupted in heavy ropes, splattering hotly across her gentle face.
He gripped the base of his cock like he was pissing and hosed her face with the rest of his load. The dark, bloated shaft twitched as it aimed at every inch of her features, painting her thoroughly. He kept her hair fisted tight so she couldn’t turn away, forcing her to submit to the cock still dripping with cum. White, obscene streaks covered her entire face as Boyeon sobbed bitterly.
“Hngh… hup! Mmph!”
Dokyung shoved the semen-smeared cock back between her pretty lips. He intended to make her lick every last drop of the fishy mess clean.
“Clean it properly. Don’t touch your face with your hands.”
When she tried to wipe the cum sliding down her cheek, his warning came instantly. Boyeon awkwardly extended her tongue while leaving her soiled face untouched. As the milky fluid landed on her red tongue, his cold eyes narrowed.
“Haah. Stick your tongue out further.”
“Huu… ngh!”
“Don’t spill any.”
His aura was so menacing she didn’t dare complain about the taste. He watched with a chilling gaze as the woman, covered in his cum, desperately lapped up the bitter male fluid. A veined hand stroked slowly through her frightened hair.
He never scolded her for being unskilled. But he also refused to pull out until she had licked him completely clean.
That day, every time Ju Dokyung came, he made sure to paint Boyeon’s face with it, coating her beautiful features in thick layers of sticky white filth.
Only after thoroughly defiling her did he finally carry her to the bathroom.
“Today… ngh, you were too rough… haeu, you were so mean…”
Seeing Dokyung’s face finally relaxed into languid satisfaction, Boyeon grumbled in a small, cute voice. She was surprisingly good at reading the room and acting spoiled when she knew it was safe. Dokyung said nothing, simply rubbing her back with gentle hands. Boyeon peeked at him a few times, decided it was okay, and continued her complaint.
“You’re bad. You’re so mean…”
“You liked it too.”
“W-when did I—!”
“You came so hard I thought I was fucking your piss hole instead of your cunt. Want me to spell it out?”
“……”
After that, Boyeon pressed her lips tightly together and simply cried softly in Dokyung’s arms while he washed her.
He cleaned her until she smelled sweet and fresh, then carried the fragrant, naked girl to bed. He held her so tightly no one else would ever dare take her away. His body burned so hot he didn’t need a blanket.
Time passed.
Boyeon stepped out into the yard overgrown with wild weeds and launched the drone. With a soft buzz of tiny wings, it vanished into the sky.
“If you find a mutant today, let me know?”