Watching Kanae's back as she walked away without a single backward glance, Kaoru finally shattered.
"Kanae..."
She instinctively reached out a hand toward her friend, her voice a fragile whisper. But Kanae didn't stop. The floodgates of her tears finally burst open.
"Kanae!!!"
Her frail shoulders shook violently, her chest heaving as she collapsed to her knees. This once-frivolous, arrogant high school gal, staring at the back of her only true friend, finally screamed out in a voice broken by sobbing.
"Don't leave me alone! Please! I'm sorry, okay?! I'm so sorry!!"
Hearing Kaoru's desolate cries behind her, Kanae clenched her fists so hard her knuckles turned white. Her face was a mask of internal agony. She knew Kaoru was trying to act spoiled, trying to pull her back with guilt, and that was exactly why she couldn't soften now.
This is for Kaoru... To save her, I have to destroy her first...
Warning herself with these thoughts, Kanae stopped her footsteps for a moment, took a deep breath, and slowly turned around.
"What's the point of saying this now?"
"..."
Kaoru sat on the ground, tears streaming down her face. She stared blankly at Kanae as if she were looking at a complete stranger. She had never imagined that the Kanae who used to smile patiently and listen to her petty drama would ever look at her with such cold, dead eyes.
Kanae looked at her and spoke again, her voice devoid of emotion.
"Besides, the person you need to beg for forgiveness isn't me, is it?"
With those words, Kanae turned and walked away for good, leaving the sobbing girl kneeling in the dirt.
Kaoru sat there for a long time. She sat until the sunset turned a bruised purple and the sky began to bleed into night. Her brain, numbed by despair, finally sparked back to life. Kanae's words echoed in her mind.
The memory of that man—Chuck—pinning her against the wall by her throat, lifting her off the ground with one hand while his cold, murderous eyes bored into hers, resurfaced vividly. Her thin shoulders trembled, and her pupils shook with renewed terror.
But eventually, she pushed herself up, using one hand on her knee to steady her swaying body. The emotion in her eyes shifted from pure fear to a desperate, suicidal resolve.
As things stood, only begging for that man's forgiveness would allow her to live in peace. Even if he actually killed her this time... it would be a swifter mercy than staying in that cave, being slowly devoured by loneliness and madness.
The twilight faded, and night descended.
Kaoru dragged her weak, exhausted body along the path she remembered. She crossed the southwest swamp, moved through the mahogany forest, and waded across the riverbed where Kanae had once been bitten by a wolf. Finally, near a cliff, she found the steep, downward-sloping tunnel.
She stepped inside, descending into the dark until she saw a flicker of light ahead. Her heart rate spiked; fear and tension surged. The thought of facing Chuck again made her entire body break out in a cold sweat.
Finally, she reached the bottom of the slope and emerged onto a wide stone platform. When she saw the sight before her, she froze.
A sturdy, large wooden house. A tall forge built of bricks. A water tower supported by a timber frame. This was a completely different world compared to the damp cave at the southwest cove. It looked like a goddamn ranch!
Did he... did he build all of this? How? This is a deserted island!
As she stared in awe, a strange sound suddenly broke her train of thought. It was intermittent, coming from inside the large wooden house.
The sun had completely set. No way...
A faint suspicion made her heart race. She moved closer to the cabin, and the sounds became clearer. At first, it sounded like someone crying in short bursts, but as she got closer, the sound became a continuous, high-pitched symphony of carnal violence.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Ngh! Ahhh! Master! Master! I'm... I'm coming! Oh god, I'm coming!!"
It was a deep, husky, and incredibly seductive mature voice. Accompanied by the rhythmic, wet thuds of flesh slamming against flesh, the woman let out screams that would make anyone's face burn with shame.
Kaoru's breathing became ragged. She slammed her hand over her mouth. Even if she couldn't understand the specific words, she wasn't a child. Such an intense, intertwining mess of sounds, mixed with those guttural groans—how could she not know what was happening inside that cabin?
But that's not Kanae's voice...
Even if it wasn't Kanae, the sheer intensity of the sounds confirmed everything Elena had told her. As she moved forward, a shadow flickered against the ground, cast by the firelight inside through the window. The shadow was rocking back and forth in perfect sync with the wet slapping sounds.
The act inside was reaching a crescendo. Sure enough, the shadow on the ground lurched violently. A series of loud, rapid-fire wet slaps were followed by a piercing, animalistic howl that echoed through the night.
"OHHHHHHHH GOD!!!"
Immediately after, a massive spray of liquid burst out from the window, like someone had turned a high-pressure hose on and then quickly off. It drenched the ground in the firelight, leaving a large, dark wet stain.
Then, the voice that made Kaoru's blood run cold rang out.
"You damn bitch... how did you spray it that far? What if you soak the plants?"
As Kaoru stood there in shock, a hand suddenly dropped onto her shoulder.
"Hey, stranger."
"AH!!"
Kaoru jumped out of her skin, letting out a short shriek before covering her mouth again. She looked to her side in terror, only to be stunned once more.
Long blonde hair, but more natural than her own dyed locks. Exquisite features, but more defined, like a high-end CGI model. A slender figure, but taller, more curvaceous, and incredibly sexy.
She's... beautiful.
For the first time in her life, Kaoru felt a crushing sense of inferiority toward another woman's looks. But she quickly snapped out of it, looking back at the cabin in a panic. Chuck must have heard her scream!
Julia blinked, looking a bit surprised. Chuck had mentioned there were two other women on the island. Julia had just finished a late-night bath and a quick pee behind the slope before heading back in to relieve Elena's "shift," only to find this strange blonde Japanese girl standing there.
For a second, Julia thought she was a Westerner and spoke in English, but she realized her mistake. Seeing the girl's terrified expression, Julia guessed she wasn't an invited guest.
She smirked, deciding not to engage further. Swinging her long, tanned legs, she walked past the dazed Kaoru and headed straight into the cabin.
Moments later, the sounds started again. But this time, the voice was different. It went from a mature, seductive moan to a high-pitched, slutty wail. It was clearly a different person.
"Darling! You're hitting it! Ahhh! Yes! Yes!! Faster!!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Outside, Kaoru was trapped. She couldn't leave, and she didn't dare enter. She stood there, face burning, forced to listen to the sounds of debauchery while tension, shame, fear, and regret swirled in her gut.
Inside the cabin, Chuck had the naked foreigner pinned against the dining table. He was holding her snowy-white legs over his shoulders, playing with her feet as he drove his cock deep into her white belly with every thrust. He glanced toward the window with a meaningful smirk.
He had known she was there for twenty minutes.
Finally, after a while...
Squish, squish.
With a final, ragged scream from Julia, her pupils dilated and she clenched her teeth. Her hot, fit body went into a violent spasm as a torrent of liquid flooded from her core. The soft feet in Chuck's hands were drenched in sweat.
Chuck withdrew inch by inch. With a wet pop, his thick, steaming shaft slid out of her hot, pink hole, a few drops of white semen dripping onto the wooden table.
Looking at Julia's slightly swollen belly—now filled back to its maximum "essence" capacity—Chuck nodded in satisfaction. He scooped up her defeated, quivering body and carried her to the bed, laying her next to the equally exhausted Elena.
Suddenly, a pair of small hands grabbed his wrist.
"Baba... is it my turn next?"
Chuck turned to see Momo, who had already stripped herself buck-naked. She was sitting there with her legs crossed, blushing furiously, her eyes practically turned into hearts as she looked at him.
Chuck chuckled and stroked her head. "Be a good girl, Momo. Wait a little longer, okay? I'll hold you later."
"Okay..." The little one pouted but didn't look too disappointed. She enjoyed watching as much as she enjoyed being held.
Chuck straightened up, his eyes meeting Kanae's. She was kneeling at the head of the bed. Her cheeks flushed red, and she prepared to turn over and present her ass to him, but Chuck shook his head.
He pointed toward the window and raised an eyebrow.
Julia had whispered the news to him the moment she walked in, but Chuck had detected Kaoru the moment she stepped onto the platform. He had ignored her on purpose, letting her listen to the entire performance. He wanted her to know exactly what kind of man he was, and he wanted to see her reaction.
She had stayed out there, frozen in fear and awe. That pleased him. Now, it was time for her "gift."
Understanding Chuck's gesture, Kanae felt a surge of relief for her friend, followed by intense shame.
It's for Kaoru... she told herself.
Blushing furiously, Kanae crawled off the bed. She was barefoot, wearing nothing but a white uniform shirt that was completely unbuttoned, hanging open to reveal her sun-kissed skin. She walked, step by step, toward the window.
After her brief encounter with the "unreal" foreign woman, Kaoru was in a daze. Her only confidence—her looks—had been shattered. If even a woman that beautiful was treated like a toy by Chuck, what hope did she have?
The sounds coming from the house weren't the sounds of a normal couple. They were the sounds of a female animal being broken. A toy.
She finally understood why her teacher, Ms. Tang, had described Chuck that way. She realized Ms. Tang hadn't been a scheming bitch; she had been trying to protect them.
Just as her mind was in a whirl, a familiar voice spoke from right in front of her.
"Kaoru. You're here."
Kaoru looked up in shock, her desperate gaze meeting Kanae's.
Kanae was leaning lazily against the window frame, her arms crossed. She was only wearing a shirt, the front hanging wide open to reveal her breasts, though her lower body was hidden inside the cabin.
"Ka-Kanae?"
Seeing her friend, Kaoru rushed forward, begging in a tearful voice. "Kanae, you were right! The person I need to apologize to is Mr. Chuck! Please! Let me see him one more time! I'll do anything! I really know I was wrong!"
"You... you want to see Mr. Chuck?"
Kanae blinked. Under her short hair, her expression turned strangely ambiguous, and her voice trembled. Behind her, the light in the cabin was dim and flickering.
"Well... you're looking at him right now..."
As Kanae spoke, the shirt on her shoulders was suddenly shoved down. Her large, sun-kissed breasts were fully exposed, hanging like heavy water droplets.
A pair of large, powerful hands appeared, brazenly grabbing Kanae's firm, soft shoulders right in front of Kaoru's eyes.
Then—THUD!
Under Kaoru's horrified gaze, Kanae's body was violently jolted forward!
Her breasts bounced wildly from the impact. The once-reserved volleyball girl looked at her childhood friend, her eyes rolling back into her head as her body shook. Her mouth fell open as she let out a raw, feminine wail of pure ecstasy.
"OHHHHH! OH GOD!!"
In the flickering firelight, Chuck's muscular, towering silhouette finally emerged behind her.