The Pochamacha Noir - Busan Redemption
Copyright© 2025 by Noctavya
Chapter 21: Camaraderie
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 21: Camaraderie - A retired Korean Black Ops made a heartwarming friendship with a prostitute
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Rape Fiction Military Tear Jerker BDSM Rough Safe Sex Revenge Violence AI Generated
Ten days in.
The nights had become routine. Cold concrete, neon flicker, cheap perfume mixing with spilled soju and stale cigarette smoke. Hana had slipped into the rhythm—watch, listen, learn. No move yet. But then came the shift.
It started with shouting.
A group of young thugs, barely out of their teens—saggy jeans, loud mouths, and not enough beatings in life—were circling one of the quiet girls. Jihye, the introvert. Thin as a rail, stutter in her voice, always holding her bag tight like it was the only thing she owned.
They didn’t touch her. Not physically. But words?
“How much for a ride, discount bitch?”
“You selling, or just showing off that corpse?”
“Bet no one’s paid for your bony ass since high school.”
Obscenity laced with venom. Words sharp enough to leave scars deeper than knives.
Jihye looked like she wanted to disappear into the pavement.
Hana tensed. Her hand instinctively twitched toward her nonexistent holster. She was about to step in—hard—but a manicured hand touched her wrist.
“Wait,” said a voice.
It was Minju. One of the loud-mouthed veterans, with a voice like a bar singer and lips redder than crime scenes.
Then came Bora. Then Yuri. Then the others.
The girls didn’t charge in fists first. No. This wasn’t that kind of war.
It was verbal warfare. And these women? Masters of the art.
“Look at you limp-dicks,” Minju barked, stepping between the punks and Jihye. “Three toddlers with bad skin and worse cologne, barking like stray dogs in heat.”
One of them puffed his chest. “What, jealous no one’s calling you anymore, grandma?”
Yuri smirked. “Please. Even my expired pictures get more likes than your whole face. Hell, my toenails pull better than you.”
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