After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

Warning: R-18. The stomach-tumbling kind. Sorry! I feel like it would be better to show than tell if I wanted to express certain women’s ambitions, esp. since they’d play bigger roles in the future.

I’ll put the summary attached to this sentence.

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Sandra tried her best not to puke just by the feeling of his slimy hands all over her, her stomach doing backflips every single second.

He even licked her mouth with his disgusting tongue, trying to enter her mouth. His disgusting hands held on to her waist, rubbing her body against his!

However, as much as she disliked it, she parted her mouth in the end, opening it, allowing it in anyway. He wondered if he could taste the bile creeping up.

She felt complicated. She wanted him to, so he’d be disgusted with her, but she also needed a place next to him.

Sadra’s adventure over the past several months was very eventful.

After escaping from Bright Village with Gingo, their group, after battling monsters and trekking for days— ended up in a territory West called Juno Village.

At this time, it had already been taken over by aborigines. However, there were still plenty of Terrans there, and they blended in well, as if they had always been residents.

Fortunately, a previous war had left a lot of houses empty so, considering they had a lot of wealth taken from Bright Village, they didn’t find it difficult to get a house, get temporary residencies, or get food (though Gingo and the others would often go hunting to get meat, too).

It was just that despite having money, they had to return to tasteless food and expensive... everything, but they planned and planned but for now they just survived.

They kept as low-key as possible, hiding away whenever the occupiers were calling on to slaves, apparently to sell them to what they now knew to be Voumi Town.

While staying low-key, they also planned their next steps. They wondered whether to ally with the aborigines or just move elsewhere they had not yet taken over. Of course, they still had enough money to live off for months, so they were in no rush.

In any case, their lives were stable for a few days... until the Heat Wave arrived. Horrendous could not even cover their problems.

They were hot and starving and parched. Days passed and she didn’t get to drink or eat anything and the only reason they were alive was because of their improved physiques.

Gingo and his team created a hunting team and befriended the ruling party, sending them a good portion of their game. This increased the favor they had for their party and life did improve in some way.

But then... that bastard Gingo even sold her for extra access to the wells! Which was just a few extra cups every day!

However, he convinced her that she would not go hungry with them, and it was true, but she had to admit she looked at him bitterly as he left her in the hands of many men!

The group of aborigine men used her like a rag doll, venting on her with whatever annoyance they had with this world! It wasn’t just sexual, those bastards slapped her, too!

The weather was burning, and she would often spend the entire day in a room, naked, serving completely as a sex doll for them.

At least she didn’t have to lift a finger. All she did was eat, shit, and have sex, which wasn’t entirely bad if only she didn’t feel like her body was being destroyed each night.

Anyway, somehow, the Heat Wave passed like that, and she eventually convinced them to send her to the Lord here.

She found out a lot about the Town while staying with them during the weeks of the disaster and she knew he was rich. She also found out more about Towns in general, and she couldn’t help but feel longing!

She had always been ambitious. How could she be satisfied with being a venting object for mere Village men?!

If she was going to be a sex slave, it might as well be by a powerful Lord! At least she’d be the Lady of a Town!!

Anyway, they had seen her skills and gifting her to the Lord was definitely giving them favors, so here she was.

When she was dressed up and brought to the ’prosperous’ Town, and then presented to the Lord, she couldn’t help but feel the pride of victory.

Until she saw him, that was.

She had heard the village aborigines mock the Lord for being ugly, but at the time she thought it couldn’t be that bad. The life he could offer was definitely worth it!

That was true whenever she was lounging around with decent food and a good bed to rest on, but whenever they were doing the actual act, she would question her decisions each time.

”I’m coming in~” the man’s creepy voice sounded next to her ear just before he licked it.

”A-Ah~” she yelled, moaning, though in reality she wanted to puke.

She sat on the atrocity of a man, letting him enter her. He did not move, asking him to serve him. ”Ride me.”

”...yes, Milord.” So, while bile crept up her throat, she had to move her hips to pleasure him.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

”Oh, Master! I love you inside me so much!” she yelled, moving her hips up down skillfully, showcasing her experience in this field. ”Ahhh~ ahh~! Nghh~!”

Maybe doing so could convince her body and her brain that she wasn’t doing the most disgusting thing!

”Ahh! Ah~” she forced out, and her eyes turned to the audience, to the other slave women with various expressions on their faces.

For the most part... they were happy that she was occupying the man’s time instead!!

Bitches.

From behind, she could see one of the other women—the Lord’s former favorite—standing there.

Her name was Sasha.

She was very beautiful, and therefore Sandra instinctively just hated her.

She was also the former woman of the Lord’s nephew. She heard they even shared her often. Disgusting bitch.

Mafo saw the glare in her eyes as she looked in a direction, and he followed her sight. His eyebrows rose when he saw where Sandra was looking. ”Ah, Sasha,” he said, purring. ”Are you jealous? Come here, then, let Master give you some attention too.”

Sasha flinched and, as a slave, she walked over with no questions asked. He groped her breasts as soon as she got near, playing around with them.

He smirked, gasping as Sandra moved while he played with another’s breast. ”Whoever satisfies me more will get an extra meal tomorrow,” he said. ”And maybe a bolt of beautiful cloth... and that beauty lip tint women seemed to like.”

The two women frowned. Although they were the Lord’s women, they were still treated as slaves. They would only get special treatment if they satisfied this monster!

But what could they do? They were enduring this to have everything. What was the point if another had more?

In the end, the two women started getting passionate, which satisfied Mafo, who loved the attention to no end.

He took another gulp of alcohol, kissing each woman, and transferring some of the drinks to them.

”Don’t fight ladies,” he said, drooling a bit as he kissed them. ”Just serve me well.”

At this point, if the two women vomited on him as he wanted, he’d just interpret it as them wanting to put fluids on him.