The Most Horniest Game

To say you were excited to be joining an Itzy "Special Event", would be an understatement; but your joy had somewhat diminished since the start of this misadventure. Dropped off in the middle of a grassy glade with scores of your compatriots, you were greeted by staff, who filled you in on the details. Put simply, Yeji would be hunting you, and if you managed to retain your seed by the end of the time limit... you would be amply rewarded. Bemused, you and the others foolishly waited for Yeji herself to appear, misunderstanding the instructions entirely. It was only after witnessing her brutally fucking the life out of a poor fan that you realized your error; Yeji was not interested in mundane sex, she was chasing something far more exotic...

So you had fled, sprinting into the trees with the anguished yet ecstatic screams of your fellow fan ringing in your ears. It had been a week since that horrifying occurrence, and you had only seen Yeji twice since then. Once from a distance, and the second time from far too close for comfort, hidden amongst the bushes. You watched her hunting down a fan, stalking him like a deer before shooting him in the thigh with an arrow. Bounding forward, Yeji had taken him then and there in the dirt, wrenching his pants off and mounting him with glee. She had beaten back his struggles, cruelly pinning him and responding to his resistance with increasing violence until the deed was done. Finished with the fan, Yeji had eagerly grabbed her bow once more and crept off away from your hiding place, her cunt leaking a thick trail of semen.

Since then you had kept to the deeper parts of the forest, living off of what emergency rations you could scrounge; evidently the staff had made sure that starvation would not be what ended you. Your clothes grew ever more dirty as the days passed, and you reeked of fear and paranoia, ever wary of being found. But now it was growing difficult to find supply caches, and the periodic shrieks of despair had grown far and few between; so out to the edges you must go. Slinking through damp earth and ferns, you reach the edge of an open knoll, and spy the glint of a backpack near the apex of the slope. You ready yourself, building up the courage and energy to make the climb as swiftly as possible. Then something slams into your back, sending you sprawling into the cold mud, driving the breath from your lungs. Terror grips your heart as you look back, and find Yeji standing above you. She is nearly as filthy as you are, stained with sweat and dirt and blood and cum, yet her arrogant stance displays her unbowed superiority. Her outfit has been reduced to shreds, and a line of dried blood leads to a nasty scab upon her forehead, it seems somebody had put up a fight. A sadistic smile touches Yeji's lips as she readies her bow, and she lets out a purr, "You have 30 seconds. Run."

Skittering along the ground to pick up speed, you regain your footing and are soon pounding up the hill like your life depended on it. Which it just might. Your heart pounds like drum as adrenaline courses through your veins, your body burning through itself to aid your escape. As you reach the summit, you stoop to snag the backpack full of supplies, you made it- A sharp pain erupts from your leg, causing you to stumble, but your body pushes you onwards to freedom... Numbness spreads with sickening rapidity, and once again you find yourself face down on ground, groaning in agony. Your will to live is strong however, and you begin to crawl down the other side of the hill, if you can just make it back into cover... A boot slams into your back, pinning you like a bug, Yeji had finally caught you, as you knew she eventually would. She kicks you over, smirking down at you, a depraved Artemis considering her most recent prey.

Yeji would not take you without a struggle though, and you lash out at her as she descends upon you. She grunts in pain, taking your blows and returning in kind, her fists hammering into your sides to subdue you. The issue was never in doubt, and soon you lay vulnerable to her every whim; breathing hard, she squats on top of you, leaning close.

"Feisty. I like that in a man, so many of you just beg for mercy instead of fighting back, its pathetic. A few of you even tried to surrender to me, as if that would save them; they were lucky I let them keep their worthless balls. So you had better continue to satisfy me, if you don't want to end up ruined..."

With that Yeji hauls your pants down, revealing your unwashed hard-on to the cloudy skies, grotesquely eager for sex. As she readies herself for penetration, Yeji blandly explains that the arrow she hit you with was filled with a mixture of numbing agent and aphrodisiac, to make sure you stayed in place while she enjoys you. Which partially explains your dick's excitement, but the rest is caused by your overwhelming dread of what's about to happen. Fear is a potent aphrodisiac... Yeji lines up your filthy cock with her equally soiled pussy, already dripping with excitement. As she starts to slide it in however, you slam yourself upwards, hammering your cock deep inside of her in a fresh attempt to escape. Yeji seems to have expected as much however, and she wrestles you back down as you buck like an unbroken horse beneath her. Pinning your arms down, she slaps you repeatedly to subdue you as she rides you like an expert, taking every thrust with gusto. Yeji starts to grinds her hips as she fucks you, relishing every inch of your grimy dick as she approaches orgasm. With a grunt she cums on your cock, spasming as pleasure shoots through her beautiful body.

Its all the distraction you need. Shoving Yeji off of you, you push between her flailing legs to force yourself inside of her. The idea of fucking her hard enough to make your escape crosses your mind, but your primordial instincts start to bleed that into a simple need to breed this girl. After all, your seed must get passed on before you, well, pass on. So you desperately plow Yeji as she writhes, beating back her attempts at stopping you before gripping her throat tight. You mate like animals in the dirt, fucking each other with wild abandon, focused solely upon the supreme act of impregnation. Yeji's eyes widen in shock and lust, her legs scissoring down around your waist to pin you against her. With a mighty groan you creampie Yeji, filling her foul cunt with a weeks worth of thick seed, her hands clawing down your back as she takes it all. But your grip does not slacken around her throat, and Yeji's bloodshot eyes narrow, one hand snapping upwards to force your chin up. You feel the sharp coldness of a knife against your throat, pressing deep enough to draw blood; and you slowly unclench your hands.

Yeji grins up at you, "Feisty." Her fist crunches against your face, driving you off of her and sprawling onto the grass. In a flash you are on her again, madly fighting for control of the knife, as you and Yeji wrestle in the muck. The blade spins into the mud in the same moment you send her crashing down besides it. But maddeningly, instead of reaching for your freedom, you instead give in to the desire burning within you. With a snarl you mount Yeji from behind, forcing her face into the dirt to subdue her as you plow her pale, perky ass. Hissing like a cat, her arms flail back at you, until you pin them against her back, never relenting with your thrusts. In punishment you viscously spank Yeji, hitting her butt until it is bruised and red from your abuse. Her pussy clenches tight around your shaft, dragging you deeper and deeper inside of her until you can no longer resist her cunt's greedy craving. Your second load spews into Yeji, painting her cervix as she spasms around your dick, joining you in orgasm. With a sigh you pull out of her, letting your cock flop out of the warm confines of an idol's fuck hole. Suddenly exhausted, you collapse onto your side, your breaths irregular as you try to recover from your madness.

But your savage lover is not constrained by any such weakness, and once more Yeji stands over you. Rolling you over onto your back, she kneels on top of you and in a repeat of what felt like hours ago. She is even more disheveled now though, with grass in her hair, mud caking one of her cheeks and blood running from a nostril. With almost gentle smoothness, Yeji drags her hunting blade across your cheek, shallowly carving her initials in a looping pattern.

"Well now that was fun, but surely you can keep it up, right? Don't tell me your just a two-shot chump who can barely please a woman properly. Don't worry though, I have my ways to keep you going, feel free to scream while its happening, it excites me greatly..."

After what feels like an age Yeji is finally done wringing out what pleasures she can from your ravaged body. Rising from her perch atop your now useless dick, she stares down at you with something approaching affection. Your seed drizzles from her gaping pussy, anointing your fallen manhood with the fruits of its own labor. Yeji tosses something metal onto your chest, as she gathers up her scattered belongings. Your mind fuzzily interprets that it is a beacon of some sort, calling for pickup; you have been judged worthy of retrieval. Yeji calls back to you as she prepares to set off down the slope, her posture still full of confidence.

"There's a fan meet in 3 weeks, I expect to find you there, and you had better fuck me as well as you did today, understood?"

It wasn't a question, and Yeji stalks off, already focused on tracking down her next prey.

Truly she is hunting the Most Dangerous Dicks.