In this work, there are some brutal scenes, explicit language, and strong themes that may appeal to some but not others. Please keep this in mind when reading. Additionally, the settings, backgrounds, locations, characters, and organizations depicted in this work are entirely fictional and have no relation to reality. Three months after a global zombie outbreak, powerful mutant zombies emerge, causing the collapse of social infrastructure and turning the world into a lawless wasteland. Survivors in this devastated world have become extreme in their pursuit of self-preservation. Bo-yeon, who had been living in a safe bunker immediately after the disaster, is discovered by Do-kyung and becomes a victim of his coercion. “Is something like this still alive and well…?” Bo-yeon’s appearance was eerily reflected in Do-kyung’s eyes. It was as if his gaze was evaluating her like an object, assessing her usefulness and deciding whether to kill or exploit her. “Please spare me…” “If you weren’t a woman… I wouldn’t need you.” Bo-yeon, as the cold and mysterious Do-kyung’s “woman,” begins to live under his protection. “I like you. Including your obedient nature.” A large hand, capable of smashing a human skull, wrapped around Bo-yeon’s round head. The touch, as if petting a dog, carried a chilling sense of dominance. “What can you do?” “…” “What can I do?” “…” “Don’t even think about running away. If you get caught after trying, even if I try to be gentle, you won’t last a day.” “…” His voice was dry like he was just stating the facts. “You can’t even breathe properly. Crying because it’s hard to shove a c*ck into your wet pu*sy hole when you’re good for nothing else. Even a few words scare you, and you shake pitifully.” He gently stroked Bo-yeon’s smooth, white cheek, speaking with an affectionate tone. It felt like brainwashing, forcefully ingrained into the mind. “Isn’t it easier to just act cute and receive attention when I find you adorable?” Tap. Tap. He lightly tapped Bo-yeon’s temple, telling her to think carefully. “Bo-yeon, answer. Be good.” Bo-yeon had to respond. Submissively, like a small and pretty canary welcoming her owner’s touch.