Her body floated in the air.
Invisible chains tightly bound her limbs, fixing her in the air like a cross.
Absolute restraint, impossible to resist with any strength.
“What is this! F**k!”
Lee Ji Hyun's mouth erupted in curses.
She struggled, but her bound limbs didn't even twitch.
In front of her, Lee Dongwoo approached. He smiled like a devil, pushing a velvet box before her eyes.
“I'll give you a very pretty ornament.”
His voice was incredibly soft.
“Something that perfectly suits your precious pride.”
He took out a sharp piercing needle from the box.
Under the room's lighting, the needle's tip gleamed eerily.
“I'm going to pierce your nipples beautifully and attach these bells.”
He held up a small silver bell.
“Every time you move, it will make a sound, 'ding-a-ling,' telling everyone what a vulgar bitch you are.”
“Shut up, you crazy bastard...!”
Lee Ji Hyun's eyes trembled with fear.
Her nipples. The most sensitive and shameful part of a woman.
Lee Dongwoo scoffed at her resistance and approached her chest.
He reached out and lightly pinched her left nipple, which had hardened from fear and cold.
“Hnngh!”
At the sharp sensation, Lee Ji Hyun's body flinched.
“Don't worry.”
He whispered.
“I'll pierce it very gently, so it won't hurt at all. Alright, then.”
Lee Dongwoo brought the hand holding the needle to her left breast.
His other fingers gently grasped her firmly erect nipple once more.
“Shall we begin?”
He whispered that, and with the needle's tip, he began to poke, poke, the tender flesh around her nipple.
He hadn't pierced the skin yet.
He was merely imprinting the cold, sharp sensation of the needle distinctly onto every single one of her nerve cells.
“Heeek! Hwaaaah!”
A tearing scream burst from Lee Ji Hyun's mouth.
It wasn't due to pain. It was pure terror of the pain that was about to come.
And extreme shame that her most sensitive part was being toyed with in the hands of this madman.
“Don't! Please, don't, you bastard!”
She wailed and struggled, but the invisible chains only bound her more tightly.
At her scream, the two bitches cowering in the corner trembled simultaneously.
Terrified by the fear of what might befall them, they hugged each other even tighter.
“Ah, look at this. Already wet, aren't we?”
Lee Dongwoo chuckled, pulling the needle away for a moment.
Her nipples were already hard and swollen with fear and arousal, gleaming slickly.
He grinned, this time aiming the needle's tip precisely at the center of her nipple.
“Now, it'll only hurt for a moment. Just a moment.”
And then, without hesitation, he plunged the needle in.
Thwack-----!
A terrible yet vivid sensation of piercing through tender flesh.
“Kuaaaaaaaah!”
Lee Ji Hyun's vision turned white. A sharp, vivid pain, as if every nerve in her body was burning.
Lee Dongwoo pushed the bleeding needle completely through to the other side, then threaded a ring with a small silver bell onto it.
With a click, the first brand was complete.
On her left breast, a bell of shame, now permanently etched, hung.
The smell of blood, the metallic tang of iron, and the scent of burning flesh. Lee Dongwoo smiled with satisfaction at the smell.
Without an ounce of hesitation, he brought the needle towards her other breast.
Thwack---!
At a point perfectly symmetrical to the left, the second brand was etched.
Now, on her chest, two bells hung, clinking against each other every time she moved.
Lee Dongwoo admired his work, wiping the blood-stained needle with his finger.
His gaze slowly descended.
Legs arched like a bow, fixed in the air. And nestled between them, the last bastion of resistance.
A clitoris swollen red with fear and shame.
The moment she realized where his gaze was directed, Lee Ji Hyun's eyes filled with rage and terror, as if her blood vessels would burst.
Not there.
Not that place.
“If... if you touch there...”
She gnashed her teeth, growling in a hoarse voice.
“I'll really... kill you.”
It wasn't a mere threat. It was an oath, staking her entire remaining soul.
Lee Dongwoo, at her desperate oath, chuckled as if even more amused.
“Kill me?”
Holding the needle, he slowly approached between her legs.
“How? In this state?”
His fingers gently stroked the inside of her trembling thigh. Her body twitched, convulsing.
“Good. Then let's test it.”
Lee Dongwoo's eyes gleamed.
“I'm very curious to see how you'll kill me when I've trampled even your last stronghold.”
Saying that, he brought the needle's tip directly above her swollen clitoris.
***
The last line of resistance was pierced so futilely.
The most sensitive and crucial part of a woman, her clitoris, was mercilessly pierced by the sharp needle.
“Kuaaa... Aaaah! Aah!”
Lee Ji Hyun's face was horribly contorted. Pain as if all the nerves in her body were condensed into that single small point, then exploding.
Even her scream couldn't form a coherent sound, tearing out like an animal's howl.
From her pussy, a sticky fluid mixed with blood and arousal fluid gushed out.
Her body convulsed violently, arching like a bow in the air.
“I'll kill you... You f**king bastard, I'll kill you...!”
On the hellish border between pain and pleasure, she repeated the same words as if insane.
Lee Dongwoo savored her desperate curse as if it were beautiful music.
He threaded a bell, slightly smaller than the nipple ones, onto her clitoris.
Click. The final brand was complete.
He smiled with satisfaction and whispered into her ear.
“Yes, go on, try to kill me.”
He took her hand, which was flailing in the air, and brought it to his own neck.
“If you want it so badly, I'll gladly offer you this neck.”
Lee Dongwoo no longer looked at Lee Ji Hyun, who was struggling while bound in the air.
He turned his back on her as if discarding a dirty toy, and stood again before the two bitches cowering in the center of the room.
Clink, clink...
Every time Lee Ji Hyun struggled, the small bells attached to her body made pathetic and obscene sounds.
“Alright.”
Lee Dongwoo sat back down on the sofa.
The madness from moments ago was gone from his voice, replaced by the tone of a host for a boring game.
“Let's move on to the next round.”
His eyes swept over the terrified Yoo Ji Min and the empty-eyed Han Seo Yeon in turn.
“The next challenge is... to test who is the most lewd bitch.”
A cruel smile appeared on his lips.
“The most whore-like woman wins. Simple, isn't it?”
Lee Dongwoo leaned back on the sofa, ruling his small kingdom.
At his feet were two terrified bitches, and in the air, one animal hung in despair.
It was a perfect tableau.
“Of course, there are rewards and punishments for this challenge too.”
His voice was sweet as honey, but the poison within it was enough to paralyze the souls of the three women.
“I'll give the winner food. Warm white rice and steaming meat soup. You must be hungry after starving for days, aren't you?”
Food. That utterly ordinary and common word had become the object of a desire more fervent than anything else in this hell.
The sound of dry swallowing could be heard from Yoo Ji Min, and even from Lee Ji Hyun, who was losing her mind from pain.
“But for the loser...”
His gaze once again went to Lee Ji Hyun's legs, hanging in the air.
“As punishment, I'll give you a very terrifying one. Have you ever heard of 'clitoral hanging'?”
He chuckled.
“I'll hang a very heavy iron weight from your most sensitive flesh, proving to the whole world how lewd a bitch you are.”
Clitoral hanging.
The moment that word clearly registered in her ears, Yoo Ji Min's blood ran cold throughout her body.
She instinctively squeezed her legs together.
The imagination of a cold, heavy iron weight hanging from her most sensitive spot.
That imagination alone made her vaginal opening involuntarily clench.
No. Not that.
She trembled, pressing her forehead to the floor. There was only one way to win.
To show a more lewd and whore-like appearance than Lee Ji Hyun, who had already been punished, or Han Seo Yeon, who was completely broken.
Her mind began to race. What kind of show should she put on to catch Master's eye?
Han Seo Yeon reacted faintly to the word 'punishment'.
In her empty eyes, for a fleeting moment, a flicker of fear passed.
Her body already remembered countless 'punishments'.
Her body subtly convulsed.
Lewd bitch. Whore. Those words seemed to be sending some signal to her broken mind.
And Lee Ji Hyun, hanging in the air.
She, too, heard those words clearly. This was no joke. This crazy bastard really does it.
The three brands just etched onto her body proved that fact.
Pain and shame swept over her body again. Iron weight.
The weight of that word crushed even her last shred of pride.
She was terrified. For the first time in her life, she felt a fear greater than death.
Clink.
As she trembled in fear, the bells on her chest rang pitifully.
Lee Dongwoo savored the despair of the three women like a gourmet before the most delicious dish.
Fear, indeed, was the best seasoning.
He smiled contentedly and opened a small casket placed beside him.
Inside, gleaming iron weights of various sizes and weights were displayed.
“Alright, then. Shall we begin the second show?”
He picked up one of the smallest and lightest-looking weights.
“This time, who will be the first to please me?”