TANNNNGGG!
Zack placed the heavy cylinder on the chair where the woman had been sitting moments before. He brought the mouthpiece up with careful hands, his fingers working to open it without spilling any of the precious contents inside. His other hand reached for his energy globe, the familiar weight of it settling into his palm as he prepared to begin.
"Usually, a person can only inhale some of it one at a time, taking small amounts over hours," Zack smiled to himself, feeling that familiar thrill of having an advantage. "But my globe is much faster. Hehe."
He began the absorption process.
The change was visible even to the naked eye. Inside the cylinder, the contents started getting lower at a speed that would shock most people. The bluish-blackish energy flowed steadily into the globe, swirling inside like liquid smoke being pulled through an invisible funnel. The colors shifted as they moved, creating hypnotic patterns that seemed almost alive.
Minutes passed... Zack's breathing changed.
"AGH!"
His mind became increasingly chaotic, thoughts scattering in every direction as the chaotic energy flooded through him as a medium. He gritted his teeth hard, the muscles in his jaw working visibly as he fought to maintain control. Each breath became an effort. Each heartbeat felt too loud in his ears. Still, he continued absorbing, his determination overriding the discomfort spreading through his skull.
The energy kept flowing. His jaw clenched tighter with each passing moment, veins standing out on his temples.
After many long minutes that felt like hours, both ladies standing outside the basement door suddenly heard something alarming.
TAAANKKK TAAANN TANN TNNNN TNNNNNN!!!!
The sound of a hard material clanging against stone echoed through the corridor.
"Huh?" Both Woman head snapped toward the door.
"Boss!!"
CREAAAKKKK THAAAPPP!
Subordinate Woman felt her heart drop into her stomach. Fearing something had gone terribly wrong, she burst through the door without thinking and saw Zack breathing sluggishly. Each breath coming out of nose was heavy with pain, his chest heaving like he'd just run up ten flights of stairs. The cylinder lay empty on the ground, knocked over and rolling slightly to the side.
"BOSS, ARE YOU OKAYYY????!!!!!" she cried out, her voice cracking with worry as she ran toward him.
"HEY, WAIT!" Mature Woman tried to warn her, reaching out to grab her arm, but she wasn't fast enough. The girl was already moving.
"BOSS! BOSS!"
Subordinate Woman came closer and helped Zack sit properly on the chair, supporting his weight as best she could. His eyes were half-open, unfocused to the world around him. His teeth remained gritted tightly together, the muscles along his jawline still standing out sharply. His face twisted in a deep frown, eyebrows drawn together in clear pain. Sweat dripped heavily from his forehead, running down his temples and neck in steady streams, soaking into his collar.
"BOSS, WHAT HAPPENED? ARE YOU OKAY?" She tried desperately to think of something she could do, anything that might help, but her mind went blank. Medical knowledge had never been her strong suit. She stood up quickly, looking back toward the door where Mature Woman stood watching. "Miss, what should we…KYYYYYAAAA!!"
The world tilted sideways for a moment.
Subordinate Woman suddenly felt her ass getting fondled tightly from behind, two large hands gripping her with shocking familiarity. Heat flooded through her entire body in an instant.
She looked back over her shoulder and saw Zack in a complete daze, his eyes barely open as his hands moved across her rear end, exploring with both palms. His consciousness had clearly left him, replaced by something more primal.
"Hmm, good ass... tasty ass," Zack muttered through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse and barely recognizable. His mind remained clouded by the energy's intense effects, thoughts scattered into fragments that made no sense. He grabbed her ass again and squeezed it harder, feeling the soft flesh beneath his palms give way under the pressure.
"AAAHHH! BOSS!"
Subordinate Woman's face turned bright red instantly, heat spreading from her cheeks all the way down to her chest. She stared at Zack behind her, her eyes growing wide with complete disbelief. Every muscle in her body locked up, freezing her in place as she stood there in an absolute daze, feeling his hands continue to touch her without any hesitation.
Her breathing stopped. Started again. Stopped once more.
"HEY! WAKE UP! LET'S GO, HE'LL BE FINE ON HIS OWN!" Mature fat tall woman came forward and spoke loudly from her position close to the door, trying desperately to get the girl's attention and pull her out of this situation before it became worse.
"AH!"
Subordinate Woman snapped out of her trance, consciousness flooding back as she registered Mature Woman's voice. She saw her gesturing to her urgently, then looked back at Zack again, her mind racing through a thousand thoughts in seconds. She started to move farther away, her body beginning to shift forward automatically to her call.
Then suddenly, she thought of something.
Her expression changed completely.
Instead of pulling away to safety, she moved deeper toward him, deliberately positioning herself so Zack's face pressed against her ass. The heat of his breath penetrated through the fabric of her clothing.
"Ummm, Boss!" she moaned as Zack fondled her ass even tighter, his grip becoming more possessive and demanding to fondle it more harder. She looked straight ahead with a smile that mixed conflict and desperate longing in equal measure. "It's okay! AAH! I'll take care of Boss! HOOOO OOO MMMHHH! YOU CAN WAIT OUTSIDE!!!!"
Subordinate Woman barely finished speaking. Without waiting for any response from Mature Woman, she moved even closer, pressing back until Zack's nose was hitting directly along the line of her ass crack through her clothes. Her hands came upward to her own clothing on front, fingers finding the zipper at the front top.
ZZIIPPPP!
The sound cut through the basement's silence.
"Princess, don't hate me," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible as she began to pull the zipper down slowly. Her fingers trembled slightly. "Boss loves you, I know that with my whole heart... I'll never get a real chance with him, never be his first choice. That's why Rugged Woman also tried to win him over in her own way. I don't have much time left before...sigghhh... so let me have Boss for just a little while. Just this once!!"
She continued muttering these words as she slowly pulled the zipper further down. Her milky soft breast cleavage became visible, skin pale in the dim basement light. Her juicy soft and squishy white waist felt the cool air inside the basement touch her bare skin, sending goosebumps across her flesh.
"I'm sure you can accept him for what he is. He's not cheating on you right now. I'm forcing myself onto him while he can't think straight, so all the fault is mine.... Only mine."
"AAH! BOSS! Please!"
She grabbed one of Zack's wandering hands with both of hers, pulling it forward, about to slide it inside her opened clothing where her bare skin waited.
TAP!
A firm hand came out of nowhere and grabbed her arm hard, fingers digging in enough to hurt. The grip stopped her advancement completely.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
Mature Woman glared at her with fierce intensity, eyes burning with anger that seemed to fill the entire basement. Without giving the girl any chance to respond, she forcefully made her let go of Zack's hand, then grabbed Subordinate Woman's arm and dragged her away from Zack with a strength that she was not match off.
"Miss! What are you doing?! This has nothing to do with you!" Subordinate Woman struggled desperately, trying to free herself from that iron grip, twisting and pulling her arms. But Mature Woman's tall and heavy frame provided too much strength. The size difference made resistance useless.
She looked back desperately over her shoulder and saw Zack stumbling forward off the chair. His body hit the ground hard, limbs twitching in obvious pain as whatever was happening inside his mind continued to torment him.
"BOSSSSS!!!!!"
Subordinate Woman's eyes filled with tears instantly, the liquid blurring her vision as she was forcefully dragged outside the basement against her will. Her feet scraped against the stone floor.
CREEAKK TAK!
The door closed with heavy finality, the sound echoing in the corridor.
WHOOSH THAPP!
Mature Woman shoved Subordinate Woman against the opposite wall.
"WHAT WERE YOU TRYING TO DO BACK THERE?! TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HIS SITUATION LIKE SOME ROAD SIDE PREDATOR AND TRYING TO RAPE HIM?!" Mature Woman spoke in a harsh tone filled with genuine anger, she glared at her with such fierce eyes that instantly made Subordinate woman broke down.
"SNIFF SNIFF! AAGHH!"
Subordinate Woman's voice broke completely, shattering into pieces. "THEN WHAT SHOULD I DO?! TELL ME!!!!!.... I LOVE HIM WITH EVERYTHING I HAVE, BUT HE'LL NEVER LOVE ME BACK THE SAME WAY, AND I DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME LEFT BEFORE... TSK!!!"
The words came pouring out of her mouth uncontrollably, like a dam breaking after holding back water for too long. "I JUST WANT TO FEEL HIM TOUCHING ME!!!! I JUST WANT TO LOVE HIM BEFORE HE VANISHES COMPLETELY FROM MY LIFE!!!…. HE GAVE ME LIGHT WHEN EVERYTHING WAS SO DARK IN MY LIFE!!! HE SAID I'M USEFUL TO HIM WHEN NOBODY ELSE EVER DID! HE TRUSTED ME ENOUGH TO STAND BY HIS SIDE, EVEN THOUGH I'M JUST A WOMAN WHO WAS USELESS GARBAGE HER WHOLE MISERABLE LIFE! HE GAVE MY WORTHLESS LIFE SOME ACTUAL MEANING!!!!"
More tears streamed down her face, hot against her cold cheeks. "AFTER MY MOTHER DIED, HE'S THE ONLY ONE WHO SAID SOMETHING GOOD ABOUT ME! THE ONLY ONE WHO LOOKED AT ME AND SAW VALUE! SO WHAT IF I WANT TO RAPE HIM AND MAKE HIM MINE FOR JUST ONE MOMENT???!!!! SO WHAT IF I WANT TO FEEL HIS HANDS ON MY BODY JUST ONE TIME???! SO WHAT IF I JUST WANT TO FEEL HAPPY FOR ONCE IN MY PATHETIC EXISTENCE?!"
Her voice cracked with raw emotion that had been buried for years. "I LIVED AN ENTIRE LIFE TRYING TO PLEASE OTHERS, DOING EVERYTHING THEY WANTED, AND STILL GOT THROWN DOWN HERE LIKE TRASH! AND BOSS WAS THE ONE WHO, DESPITE ALL MY FAULTS AND FAILURES, CHOSE ME TO STAND BESIDE HIM! I LOVE HIM WITH THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART; I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIMMMM!!!!!..... I WANT TO JUST ONE TIME, JUST ONCE IN MY LIFE, I JUST WANT TO FEEL TRULY HAPPYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"WAAAHHHHHHHHH! UUUWWWAAAAAA! I DON'T KNOW WHAT I SHOULD DO ANYMORE! I'M SO LOST! WAAAHHHHHH!"
Subordinate Woman shouted angrily through her tears, then broke down crying loudly. Her entire body shook with sobs that came from the pain deep in her chest, each one making her shoulders heave violently.
Mature Woman just looked at her silently, her expression unreadable. She didn't say anything at all, just stood there and let the girl cry herself out. Sometimes silence was the only appropriate response.
Subordinate Woman cried for a long time, the sound echoing in the empty corridor. Eventually, when her legs couldn't support her anymore, she sat down heavily on the ground. Her back leaned against the wall for support. She put her head down on her knees, pulling them close to her chest, and just cried... and cried... and cried some more.
SNIFF SNIFF.
Slowly, after what felt like forever, she calmed down enough to speak again. Her voice came out hoarse and broken while she kept her eyes locked on the closed basement door. "I'm sorry, Boss... I'm so sorry for thinking those terrible thoughts. And thank you, miss, for stopping me. If I had actually done something horrible like that to him, I would have never forgiven myself for the rest of my life. I just... you know..."
She sighed deeply, exhaustion settling into her bones. Her tear-filled eyes remained fixed on the door, as if she could somehow see through it to where Zack lay suffering alone.
Mature Woman slowly came near her, she sat down beside her on the cold ground, their shoulders almost touching.
"Sighh... what a life we all lead," she said softly, her voice losing its earlier harshness. "Wouldn't it be absolutely wonderful if everything happened exactly according to our desires? If we could just wish for things and have them appear?"
"Haha, I also hope for that every single day," Subordinate Woman smiled weakly, still gazing at the door without blinking.
"Want to hear a story of mine? It might help."
"Nope."
"Hey, hey, don't be so stubborn about it! Your boss will take his time to become normal again; his mind needs to process all that energy. Until then, why not listen to my story? It might give you some perspective."
"Not interested at all."
"You don't look like much but you're one seriously tough lady." Mature Woman paused for a moment, then spoke more seriously, her tone shifting completely. "Fine, I won't bore you with my whole long story. But know this one important truth: IF YOU HURT A MAN WHEN HE'S WEAK AND VULNERABLE, THEN HE WILL NEVER, EVER FORGIVE YOU….. CAN YOU LET THAT HAPPEN TO YOUR RELATIONSHIP EVEN THOUGH YOU WILL NEVER MET AGAIN IN THIS LIFE???"
She continued more quietly, her voice taking on a confessional quality. "I was in the exact same position as you just a few nights back. I was standing on the edge, on the verge of giving up on everything I believed in. Then his friend came along at just the right moment and made me realize something crucial about myself. That's when I was finally able to accept both myself and my current husband for who we truly are."
"As you've clearly seen, I'm on the much bigger side compared to most women. As a kid, I was always the biggest girl in any group, towering over everyone. And my current husband is very small in stature, extremely short heighted even by a usual man's standards. He barely reaches up to my upper abdomen when we stand together, so I never treated him seriously as a potential partner. But looking back now, he was always there for me through everything. In my good times when I was celebrating, and in my bad times when I was drowning. I knew deep down that he loved me from way back then, but I never felt truly connected to him in that way."
Mature Woman's voice softened noticeably, filling with genuine warmth. "But a few nights back, I finally accepted him completely, opened my heart fully. And oh BOY! Let me tell you without any shame, he was absolutely loaded down there! It honestly looks like all his food went straight to that one place! Even just thinking about him right now makes me breathe harder." She smiled to herself. "He turned into a complete animal in bed! Let me tell you honestly, only my body can properly take care of his needs. He's an absolute beast when he gets going, and I mean that in the best possible way. The sounds he makes, the way he…"
"Hey! I seriously don't want to hear every detail about your honeymoon night! Get to the actual point!" Subordinate Woman's eye twitched visibly as she spoke loudly, still keeping her gaze locked on the door ahead.
"Haha!" Mature Woman laughed genuinely, the sound full of life. "What I actually want to say is this simple truth: KEEP WALKING FORWARD! No matter how hard it gets, you have to keep putting one foot in front of the other. I don't know all your specific circumstances or exactly how you'll deal with things in your future. But whatever you do, don't give up on yourself."
Her voice became gentle and deeply earnest. "If you truly love him with your whole heart, then pursue him properly with everything you have. But don't ever take the wrong road to get there, because it will completely destroy your life just like mine almost got destroyed. I lost many good things in my life by making terrible choices. It's good that you love him genuinely, and it's even better that he also keeps you close by his side and trusts you. Don't break that trust he's placed in you. Maybe someday you'll actually get him for yourself. And even if you don't, even if things don't work out that way, your time spent loving him won't be wasted. Somehow, in some way, you'll find your own happiness eventually. Just don't give up on living."
Mature Woman reached over and patted her head gently.
Feeling the unexpected warmth of that simple gesture, Subordinate Woman shed more tears. These ones felt different somehow. "Umm... I'll try my best," she whispered, her voice low just like her mood.
Subordinate Woman cried a little more, but quieter this time. The two women sat there together in the corridor, both lost in their own memories, reminiscing about their lives and talking in between the long silences. Stories were shared in fragments; experiences compared in whispers. Slowly, time passed in those small occasional talks and occasional movements.
After some long minutes that could have been an hour...
CREEAKKK TAK!
"Hmm, what are you two doing sitting down out here?"
Zack came out through the doorway, looking at them both with clear confusion on his face after pulling the door open. His eyes had regained their focus. His posture looked stable again.
"Ah! Boss!" Subordinate Woman jumped up instantly, her body moving before her mind caught up. "I'm so sorry for everything!" She ran forward and bowed deeply in apology, bending at the waist until her upper body was nearly horizontal.
"AGH! No, wait, I'm the one who should be sorry! I touched you inappropriately when I couldn't control myself! I'm sorry for putting my hands on you!" Zack also bowed quickly, his face showing genuine regret and embarrassment remembering his doing.
"No, no! It's completely my fault for coming inside the room when you told me to wait, and then I was also trying to do..." She muttered the last words under her breath, unable to say them out loud. She shook her head hard and bowed even deeper, nearly losing her balance.
"Sighh… Fine, let's leave it at that and move forward. We don't have much time left before the meeting." Zack signalled to Mature Woman as well with a small gesture, and everyone started heading back into the tunnel together. They walked down the same path they'd taken earlier with the box, which now felt much lighter without all that weight inside it.
Subordinate Woman kept her eyes fixed on Zack's back as they walked, thinking to herself in silence: I wouldn't have been able to help you properly like this if I had actually done that terrible thing. I'm sorry, Boss... but I'll try to live a little bit longer. For you. For myself. For whatever comes next.
She smiled sadly, the expression barely visible in the dim tunnel light.
They walked for a while through the winding passages and eventually came to the main zone entry point where Rugged Woman had been waiting.
"Hmm! Hey there, Boss! You took such a long time back to come back, I genuinely thought I'd have to stay in this spot forever!" Rugged Woman waved enthusiastically at Zack and the others as soon as she spotted them. Then she immediately ran toward them with hurried steps.
TAAP!
Without any warning whatsoever, she swiftly ignored Mature Woman completely and threw her arms around Zack, hugging him tightly against her body.
"Boss, sorry about this, but this is the last time I'll do something without permission!"
In one incredibly quick motion, Rugged Woman grabbed one of Zack's free hands with both of hers and deliberately made it touch her breast. She squeezed his hand tightly against herself, pressing his palm firmly into the soft flesh.
"AAAAHHH!!! YEAAHH! UMMMM! THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED!! THIS IS PURE BLISS! AAA AAA HHHAA!!"
Rugged Woman moaned loudly without any shame as she fondled her own breast using Zack's hand as the tool, moving it exactly how she wanted. Zack felt completely surprised by this sudden action, his brain freezing for a second as he couldn't process what was happening fast enough to react.
"AGH!"
Suddenly, he felt his cock getting hard rapidly, growing tight and uncomfortable in his pants. The physical response happened automatically. He pulled his hand back quickly, yanking it free from her grip. "Hey! What's wrong with you?! Can't you stay proper for even a single minute?!" Zack spoke loudly, his frustration pouring through clearly in his tone.
"Ow, Boss, don't shout directly in my ear like that! I'm sorry, okay!!" Rugged Woman grinned playfully, completely unbothered by his anger. "I just wanted to feel your hand on me one time before I changed my ways. Hehe, and I can tell from your body's reaction that you also liked it quite a bit!"
Her expression shifted, becoming more serious but still maintaining that playful edge. "Boss, I've made an important decision…... I decided to become a proper woman from now on and stop living the life of a whore anymore. So….. I'll pursue you honestly, and I don't care at all about your woman back home. I'll at least become your mistress if nothing else, so you better be ready for me! Hehe!.... And if you are curious, I didn't slept with them!! I just hit their head when they were trapped in my beauty heheh"
Rugged Woman laughed freely and, without waiting for any reply from Zack's shocked face, ran back toward where Subordinate Woman stood watching. She leaned in extremely close and whispered directly in her ear, breath hot against ear lobes, "I'll be his second woman no matter what happens. All the best to you in your own pursuit! Hehe."
She smirked with satisfaction and went to the front of the group, finally noticing Mature Woman properly for the first time. "Hey there! I assume you must be the buyer we've been waiting for. Looks like you've decided to work with us after all. Hmm, but why do I feel like I've seen your face from somewhere before? You look familiar."
Rugged Woman looked at her with genuine curiosity, tilting her head slightly.
"GAH! What is with all these people around this boy?! That young man is making another woman fall completely in love with him! WHO EXACTLY IS HE?! And now one more person knows about MY DARK PAST!!!!" Mature Woman shouted internally, her mind racing with panic.
She then spoke aloud with forced cheerfulness, her voice coming out higher than normal. "Haha, I really don't know anything about that! Why not hurry up and get moving? Let's go, let's go! We have an important mission to fulfil after all!"
Mature Woman pushed Rugged Woman forward from behind, using her larger size to move the smaller woman along. Rugged Woman laughed beautifully as if thinking about something clearly mischievous, her mind already planning her next move on how to approach her Boss.
"Pheeeww, I desperately want to sleep for about ten hours straight," Zack muttered to himself, exhaustion evident in every word. "Gloomy, looks like I finally understand your feelings now…. about being tired just by staying alive. My eyes are getting so tired of all this... Nat will absolutely kill me when she hears about everything that happened today. Sighh…..."
He glanced back at Subordinate Woman and spoke gently by giving a command in soft voice. "Let's go. We need to keep moving."
"Ah! Yes, Boss!" Subordinate Woman, who had been standing in a daze processing everything, immediately started walking when she heard his voice.
Second woman... then can I actually...? She thought to herself, a tiny spark of hope igniting. Then she shook her head firmly. Sighh... I don't know anything anymore. I can't think about this right now.
She stopped thinking too much about impossible futures and instead focused on walking step by step, going toward the main area alongside the others. One foot in front of the other. That's all she could manage right now.
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Author Blabbering
I just want to feel happy, I just want some peace in my life, some genuine smiles that don't feel forced….. How many people crave these simple things, yet struggle to find them? We keep running after goals, possessions, and achievements, believing they will finally make us happy. But the moment we reach them, a quiet emptiness often follows, as if something is still missing.
So we continue walking down a long, unfamiliar road, not knowing where it leads. And then, one day, we might stumble upon something that truly feels like happiness. When that moment comes, how far are we willing to go to hold onto it? Will we reach it, or will it slip through our hands? No one knows. That uncertainty itself is part of life.
For me, maybe happiness looks like a pocket filled with enough money to breathe freely, and the freedom to write stories in a remote place, surrounded by nature and silence. Maybe that would bring peace. Or maybe it wouldn't. I honestly don't know. And perhaps that not knowing, the quiet search itself of peace itself, is what makes this journey human.