She couldn’t feel anything below her waist. She only knew that her b*ttocks were uncomfortably wet.

Rosé painfully lifted her head to check her lower parts being pounded. Her pubic hair, caked with clumps of s*men, was matted to one side like it had been smeared with cream.

Below that was a dark red p*nis moving slightly from deep inside. The shaft, occasionally visible, was pale white with secretions, showing no foreskin.

“Huk, huk…… I’ll cum.”

Muho embraced the awakened Rosé and pushed his p*nis all the way in. A pale stream sprayed into her v*gina, already filled with s*men.

After dozens of hours, the bulge in the middle of his member began to gradually decrease with that final ej*culation.

“Huaa, ah.”

“Keep your p*ssy tight. Don’t let it flow out.”

The c*ck he pulled out was heavily caked with clumps of cum. The final drops he shook out formed globules that fell onto his pubic hair.

Muho roughly wiped what stuck to his foreskin and stuffed it into her v*gina, spreading it widely between the folds. As soon as he withdrew his fingers from her v*gina, diluted fluid mixed with her juices flowed out.

Tighten your p*ssy. An angry voice scolded her. Rosé had no choice but to clench her vaginal entrance with all her might, enough to make her an*al wrinkles disappear.

Fairly satisfied, Muho groped the floor for a cotton-made wrap. He placed it under Rosé’s butt and carefully wrapped her p*ssy like a diaper.

“Huuuh, I hate this!”

“Stop exaggerating. Wear it until I change it for a new one.”

Rosé’s expression darkened. Still, she fidgeted with the knot part to untie it, but Muho clicked his tongue and grabbed her wrists.

“Huuk!”

“Can’t you endure even one day? Not appreciating the favor of being raised.”

Such a handsy disciple. Muho tied Rosé’s hands behind her back with an extra wrap. He laid her flat, leaving her unable to stand up, only squirming her body from side to side. She looked just like a baby who couldn’t even turn over, making Muho laugh.

“I’ll get some food. Stay still until I return.”

“Master! Huh, untie this!”

Muho pulled up the corner of his mouth in a half-hearted smile and turned his back.

“Master! Ugh, untie this before you go! I hate this!”

But there was no response. Once he disappeared without herveven seeing the view of his back, Rosé began to assess her situation by rolling her eyes.

Inside an unknown cave, a dim light, bound hands and lower parts, traces of secretions pooled on the floor.

〈SYSTEM〉 When the hardcore index exceeds 100, the abnormal status ‘S*xual Dysfunction’ will occur.

Hardcore Index: 80

Hint: Eternal Vow

And the hardcore index that had risen without her knowledge.

Rosé squeezed her eyes shut as if she had a headache. She regretted her complacency, as though she had never given up.

If she would die anyway, wouldn’t it be better to live comfortably until then? Rather than taking loads of cum and wearing diapers.

‘A vow……’

Rosé silently muttered the elusive hint for a long time.

* * *

Muho returned to the cave much later. Unable to tell the flow of time, she vaguely thought half a day might have passed.

What he brought were small red berries and skinned rabbit meat.

“Master. Water… please give me water.”

When she spoke with parched lips, Muho scooped water from a wooden barrel into his mouth. Before she could think about what he was doing, her lips were covered. Water, lukewarm from mixing with his saliva, flowed down her throat in gulps.

“Haa… want more to drink?”

Rosé hesitated but couldn’t bear her thirst and nodded. He drank water again, kissed her lips, and moved his tongue suggestively.

It was closer to caressing than the act of passing water. Water leaked through the gaps and flowed down to her cleavage.

Her br*asts were squeezed, as if searching for those droplets. His breathing grew rough with excitement, and she felt it on her philtrum before he removed his lips and said,

“Hungry?”

Rosé nodded as if she had been waiting. No matter how much time had passed, her stomach had become as flat as someone who had starved for two full days.

Muho looked at Rosé, who was glancing at where the food was, as if she were cute, and casually lowered his waistband.

“Eat this first, then I’ll let you eat.”

The gl*ns, smelling of s*men from prolonged s*x, suddenly touched the edge of her lips. He lifted her upper body, saying he would make it easy to eat, as though he was being generous.

“Not eating?”

The plump gl*ns tapped her tightly closed lips. Even when she looked up with resentful eyes, he pretended not to notice and simply pressed down his er*ect c*ck to make it easier to feed.

“I’ll cum just once. I’m in a hurry.”

Speaking so nonchalantly, he pinched Rosé’s nose. Unable to breathe through her nose, she panicked and eventually opened her mouth. Taking advantage of the gap, his musky c*ck pushed past her tongue.

Though it had been roughly wiped with cloth, the c*ck’s foreskin still carried that pungent smell of cum, which was particularly strong. The gaps and grooves of the gl*ns smelled even stronger.

“Huub, ubub!”

“Sh*t, I feel like I’m about to cum already.”

Muho sighed with pleasure as he grabbed Rosé’s small ears and pulled them back and forth, feeling his c*ck being squeezed. He had inserted it into her mouth intending to be moderate, but indeed, she has naturally beautiful holes, both above and below. Honestly, he felt like he could cum into any of her holes in the middle of the night, mistaking them all for her p*ssy.

“Kuk, ha, I’m c*mming right into your throat.”

“Khuuub, kek!”

Muho yanked her earlobe and buried her face in his groin, ej*culating directly into her throat. A mouth-p*ssy that made one want to say “eat well.”

Muho struggled to hold back from c*mming again and pulled out his c*ck, now cleaned by Rosé’s saliva.

“Huk, haa… don’t spit it out, swallow.”

Fearing she might spit it out, he gripped her chin and waited until her throat bobbed down. Seeing her master’s eyes full of obsession, Rosé felt a chill and swallowed even the s*men dripping on her tongue.

Only then did Muho, satisfied, lightly kiss her lips and bring a basket full of berries.

“I’ll feed you everything, so don’t move a finger.”

Who was it that had already tied her hands behind her back so she couldn’t move a finger? But that wasn’t important now.

Now, when his mood seemed good, was Rosé’s golden opportunity to lower the hardcore index.

Muho, grinning, sat her on his lap. Seeing him bring fruit to her mouth saying “Ah,” it seemed he really intended to feed her directly.

Rosé ate one wild strawberry and formulated what to say. Eternal vow. It was essentially the last lifeline to help her spend her remaining year or so in peace.

‘For a vow, it must be that.’

Her master often told her about the habits of divine beasts. Mostly stories about how precious they held their partners, and he particularly emphasized eternal love.

Unlike humans, divine beasts live with one partner for life and have only one child, he said.

His explanation was that divine beasts cannot divide their affection by having romantic love with multiple partners or even having several children.

His intention behind such explanations was obvious. He wanted to emphasize to her that separation was absolutely impossible.

“Master……”

After swallowing a large wild strawberry, Rosé called Muho with a ticklish voice.

“What, want more?”

Muho couldn’t hide his joy and blushed. Meanwhile, he casually selected the largest strawberry from the basket and put it in her mouth.

Rosé chewed the strawberry and nuzzled her cheek against Muho’s shoulder. His body now even radiated heat.

“Master, I’ve been thinking a lot…… There really seems to be no better man than you.”

Muho’s ears twitched and turned red. Rosé went further and whispered in his ear.

“I really want to live with you like this forever. I want to have children who look like you and live happily together, the three of us……”

Aegyo was one of the pretty behaviors her master loved most. When she made baby-talk sounds and subtly rubbed against his body, his cheekbones would raise, unable to contain his joy.

Even now, seeing his wide grin, it seemed to be working. It was time for the final move. Rosé relaxed the muscles in her eyelids and spoke in a voice dripping with honey.

“I love you. Master.”

Phew, now let’s see how much the hardcore index has dropped.

Hardcore Index: 90

‘Huh, is something wrong with my eyes?’

Rosé rubbed her eyelids against her master’s shoulder. Then she lifted her head to check again,

Hardcore Index: 90

The result remained the same.

“I thought you’d need more f*cking to come to your senses, but you were quicker than expected.”

Muho snickered with a surprised expression. Rosé looked at her master’s increasingly gloomy face as she subtly moved away from him.

She thought an ardent love vow would work. That was always what her master wanted, so there was no room for doubt.

But maybe…

“You made a good decision. I wasn’t planning to untie you even if you said you hated it.”

That would ignite the fire.

“Ah, open.”

“Master. That’s not what I… ub.”

A red berry was inserted into her mouth, as if to silence her noisy lips. After watching her chewing lips for a while, Muho lightly bit her n*pple and said,

“You weren’t lying, were you?”