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Translator: penny
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: The Strongest Hero Gets Raped
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'Finaaaaally!!!'
Lee Ha-seon had succeeded in sublimating the agony, sorrow, rage, and burning desire of being denied her Master's embrace into an unbreakable will for victory.
The apocalyptic grotesque was undoubtedly a formidable foe, but it was no match for her. Lee Ha-seon swiftly crushed the monster and hurried back. She quickly washed her body and slipped into the room where Lee Seong-ha waited.
His face, after so long apart, was intoxicatingly sweet. She yearned to throw herself belly-up before him in total submission and beg for his cock right then and there.
"Shall I hold you right away?"
But when Seong-ha uttered those words, Lee Ha-seon couldn't help hesitating.
'He was worried about me struggling with my own desires... Even though it wouldn't be pleasant for you either.'
Sadly, she had no real sense of just how stunningly beautiful she was.
'I'm too tall for a woman, and I have way too much muscle. Honestly, it's not an attractive body at all.'
To her, a "feminine" woman was someone delicate and slender—not someone robust and toned like herself.
'The citizens always say my body looks pretty, but that's because I'm the strongest hero, right? They wouldn't dare call me ugly or intimidating.'
'Villains do blabber about raping me the moment they see me... but that's not because my body is beautiful. It's just the thrill of raping and breaking a hero as strong as me.'
Each point, taken alone, wasn't entirely wrong.
Even heroes with objectively less appealing looks often had rational fan clubs, and non-gay men raping others for power trips happened routinely in prisons or the military.
'I don't want to force unwanted sex on him because of me...'
Moreover, her views on chastity weren't lax. The fact that a hero who could bed any man or woman she wanted had remained a virgin until now was nothing short of miraculous.
'Sex is supposed to be between husband and wife, or at least after proper dating, kissing, watching movies together as long-term lovers, right? Just jumping into sex because I'm horny feels... wrong.'
Lee Ha-seon was a hero with a will of steel. Fierce desires could rattle her mind, but they could never break her.
"N-No need for thaaat... haaah..."
But her resistance was futile.
His eyes changed. The gaze of a violent male.
"Really?"
He toyed with her ass. Something he wouldn't have done under normal circumstances.
Lee Ha-seon endured the overwhelming pleasure and analyzed the situation.
'Th-this... it's that. Rape Pheromone...'
One of the countless flaws she'd been hit with: Rape Pheromone.
A weakness that naturally aroused sexual desire in nearby men, eventually driving them to try raping her.
"Wearing such slutty clothes and all..."
Lee Ha-seon's brain trembled.
'Degradation Addiction' flaw. A weakness that forced her to get aroused when verbally sexually harassed or called out as a lewd, vulgar slut by a man.
She couldn't resist.
"You want to get fucked right now, don't you?"
'I... I can't help it. I have to accept it.'
Lee Ha-seon somehow overcame her aversion. Her will had triumphed.
She knew it deep down.
There was no stopping this rape. If she resisted, Seong-ha would drag her to the bed by force. With her 'Feeble Resistance' flaw, Ha-seon could never shake off the violation no matter what she tried.
Her 'Rape Addiction' flaw whispered to her. Resist. The more she resisted, the rougher and more violently he'd rape her. It would feel so good.
'Nooo... don't...'
"I-I wish you'd thrust it in. Then..."
Her healthy sexual knowledge whispered back.
Sex with a loved one was far more pleasurable than mere rape.
'Submissive Female' flaw. A weakness that made her cater to anyone openly expressing sexual desire, prioritizing their pleasure over her own.
This praiseworthy flaw—valuing her partner's joy above her own pleasure—overpowered the one craving rape.
And so, Lee Ha-seon was dragged to the bed.
"Hiiik!"
Every touch of his hands sent her body shuddering. Thanks to her 'Sensitive Body' flaw, even the slightest stimulation triggered excessive arousal that shattered her reason.
"Hik? Uuheut, haaaaaah!"
A colossal wave of pleasure engulfed her—far beyond anything from fingering her pussy dozens or hundreds of times during masturbation.
"Ohhoooooook!!!"
When he pressed the inside of her thigh, she couldn't hold back and let out a vulgar moan.
"What, already like this? Make some prettier moans."
Sadly, Lee Ha-seon's ears registered it as a command.
"Heut, haa, aaaang..."
A sweet, beautiful moan that seemed to rise with her simmering lust and heat.
It was far too tame compared to the raw, frantic screams she should have unleashed—cheap, guttural cries like a beast in heat.
'Good, so gooood, this feels too amazing, it's messing me uuuup...'
Extreme arousal hit her with every touch. Her already hypersensitive body writhed uncontrollably under his hands.
'Dangerous. This is really bad. I need to cum, I have to cuuum...'
Dominated by a flood of suffocating pleasure, Lee Ha-seon panted endlessly. All the while, her mouth produced only cute, lovable moans.
'Cumming, cumming, cuuu... cum?'
She felt a strange disconnect.
Even before taking her 'Sexual Flaws,' she'd had urges. She'd masturbated, climaxed plenty of times.
So she knew. This situation was all wrong.
She was drowning in pleasure that should have made her cum ages ago—more than enough to peak and then some.
She should have climaxed the instant Seong-ha groped her ass at the door, or at latest when he laid her down and started the real foreplay.
But she hadn't cum.
Something was blocking her orgasm.
'Ah, oh?'
Lee Ha-seon realized it.
'Orgasm Denial...'
Flaw: Orgasm Denial.
A weakness preventing climax without explicit permission from another.
'Why did I only notice now? Am I an idiot?'
She hadn't realized it during solo play. No matter how frantically she stimulated her pussy, she could never satisfy her lust.
'I-I have to beg...'
In normal sex or even a rape scenario, it wouldn't be a huge issue.
Just ask nicely. 'Can I cum, please?' or 'Please let me cum!'
If it was rape, she might have to debase herself with lewd acts or endure humiliating demands to earn permission—but Seong-ha wasn't the type for that.
She just needed to open her mouth and ask.
'No way.'
But Lee Ha-seon couldn't.
Speech was a skill: controlling throat and lips at will, exhaling air to form desired sounds.
But right now, her entire body belonged to Lee Seong-ha. The pleasure he gave her left no room for words.
"Huuuheut, hik, haaaang. Hnngk."
His commands were absolute, so she could manage these pretty moans—but nothing more. That was her limit.
"Haa, huu, uung..."
Outwardly, she made these sounds, but inwardly, it was a situation demanding vulgar grunts like 'Ogoooook, higuuuk, ugrrrgh'—or beyond that, just choked gasps like 'Kkeeeugh...'
No spare breath to plead, 'Please let me cum.'
'Ah, no. Not like thiiis...'
Pleasure enough for dozens of orgasms.
She had to writhe in it forever.
Endlessly.
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"She's a tough one."
I gazed at Lee Ha-seon, collapsed in exhaustion—or pretending to be—before me.
Her outfit was exactly as when I'd dragged her to the bed. I hadn't exposed her pussy yet, and with my strength, I couldn't strip off the costume covering her chest.
But it didn't feel like my foreplay had been lacking.
Every time my hands touched her, Lee Ha-seon twisted and squirmed, her body even twitching faintly now and then. Her sensitivity was definitely top-notch.
So I'd figured a bit more, and she'd be begging, 'Please put your cock in me.' I was wrong.
'A strongest hero like her can endure this much, huh.'
Come to think of it, her will was like steel. Even with a few related 'Abilities' tagged on, it wasn't surprising.
"Huuheut, hik, haaaang..."
Ha-seon's face was distorted in ecstasy she couldn't contain, twisting every which way, yet she still forced out those pretty moans amid it all.
'She's acting for my sake.'
"You don't have to try so hard with the pretty moans. Feel free to let loose."
"Hup, fuu, haa, haaa..."
The moment I finished speaking, she exhaled raggedly. Less a moan, more the sound of catching her breath.
'She can't hold out much longer. Time to start for real.'
My plan to make her beg for my cock had failed, but shoving it in now didn't feel too rushed.
'Let's see...'
I gently pushed aside the costume covering her pussy.
"Whoa."
Her juices squirted out. I was glad it didn't hit me square in the face.
"Seriously? You were blocking all this up? Impressive."
Now that I noticed, Lee Ha-seon's belly was slightly bulging upward.
"Looks like we need to drain this first... If it's too much, don't hold back—just say so. I won't go easy, though."
I pressed firmly on her stomach.
"Ugrrrgh!!! Ugooook! Ihiiiiik!"
Lee Ha-seon's expression twisted in pleasure. I flashed a bright smile.
'Good thing.'
She wasn't faking moans from a lack of feeling—she was genuinely overwhelmed but trying to play it demure with pretty sounds.
"Still doesn't seem like it'll drain easy... Hmm."
I tilted my head for a moment, then recalled one of her flaws.
'One of her flaws was definitely 'Belly Punch Addiction,' right?'
A weakness where getting punched in the gut brought pleasure.
If it were a normal person, I'd hesitate—'No matter what, the stomach...'—but my opponent was the strongest hero, Lee Ha-seon.
My punches couldn't even scratch her organs. It was essentially no different from foreplay.
"Hgoooooook!!!"
"Yep, the juices are draining nicely now."
One solid punch to the belly, and I felt her slightly swollen stomach recede inward.
"Looks like you're prepped enough..."
I pulled out my cock.
'Feels even bigger?'
It seemed way larger than what I remembered, but I didn't care to dwell on trivia right now.
"Here I go!"
"Oooooooook!!!"
My cock plunged inside her.