Lee Dongwoo's cold command permeated the night air. Yuni, with her head bowed, didn't stir.
Her silence seemed like a final resistance against the humiliation.
But that was an illusion.
Yuni's body slowly began to move. Instead of standing up, she knelt down right where she was.
Then, with familiar and practiced movements, she placed her hands and knees on the floor.
Her hips swayed gently, an elegant curve flowing along her spine.
She crawled naturally towards Lee Dongwoo, like an animal that had been crawling on all fours since birth.
Her wet monokini dragged on the floor, making a squelching sound.
She stopped at Lee Dongwoo's feet. Then, she raised her head and looked up at him.
Her eyes were no longer filled with fear or humiliation.
Within them, there was only perfect submission and a strange longing for her master.
At that sight, Berry doubted her own eyes.
Yuni, the arrogant and beautiful streamer who had been captivating her just moments ago.
That goddess-like person was now wagging her tail like a dog in front of the man.
“Uh... Unnie...? Wh-what are you doing...?”
A trembling voice cut through the air. But Yuni didn't look back at her.
In her world, only Lee Dongwoo, her master, existed.
Yuni gently rubbed her cheek against Lee Dongwoo's pant leg.
Like a pet dog whining for more affection. The sight was terribly obscene and unrealistically beautiful.
Lee Dongwoo looked down at her with satisfaction, tapping her chin with the tip of his foot.
“Yes, good girl. My bitch.”
He didn't even glance at Berry, focusing solely on the beautiful beast prostrate at his feet.
Berry realized. Here, she was merely a spectator, or a sacrifice awaiting her turn.
On this hellish stage, the roles of queen and bitch were already set.
"Unnie....?"
Berry's trembling voice pierced the silence of the pool villa.
The Yuni reflected in her eyes was no longer an object of worship. She was incomprehensible terror itself.
Lee Dongwoo slowly turned his head towards Berry.
A strange smile, a mix of contempt and mockery, was on his face.
“You don't know what a hopeless pervert this bitch is, do you?”
He roughly grabbed Yuni's hair, who was prostrate on the floor.
A low moan escaped Yuni's lips, but her eyes still shone with submission.
“On broadcast, she pretends to be elegant, acts like a goddess, putting on all sorts of airs, but in reality, she's just a bitch in heat. The moment the camera turns off, she's a pervert who licks her master's feet and wets herself like this.”
At his blatant revelation, Berry's face turned stark white. A reality she didn't want to believe.
The ugly underside of the world she had admired was unfolding before her eyes.
Lee Dongwoo released Yuni's hair. Then, looking down at her as if she were trash, he gave a cruel command.
“Bitch. Show that innocent girl over there how much of a slut you are. Here, right now. Put your fingers in your pussy and masturbate.”
The command was absolute.
Without a moment's hesitation, Yuni, still in her crawling posture, brought her hand to the lower part of her wet monokini.
Slurp
She licked her fingers with her tongue, moistening them with saliva.
The sound echoed particularly obscenely in the silence of the pool villa.
“Hnngh...”
Her fingers, making a squelching sound, delved into the fabric covering her pussy.
The black monokini twitched and rolled inward with her movements.
From her lips, moans like cries of ecstasy for her master continuously flowed.
Berry watched the scene, holding her breath with her hand over her mouth.
What was unfolding before her eyes was an obscene and sordid masturbation show.
And the star of that show was the role model she had worshipped like a goddess just hours ago.
The copious amount of vaginal fluid and saliva on the floor gleamed grotesquely under the blue light of the pool.
Yuni hunched over, breathing heavily. Her body trembled faintly with the afterglow of orgasm, but her eyes were empty.
Berry was speechless before that horrific and obscene sight. This was not a broadcast.
It was a clear crime. Her idol, the Unnie she respected, was being violated like an animal before her eyes.
She forced strength into her trembling legs and stood up. Then, she squeezed out her last remaining courage and shouted at Lee Dongwoo.
“You... you're threatening Unnie right now, aren't you? Right? Is this about money? How much do you want?!”
Her voice cracked with fear, but within it was a desperate will to protect her friend.
It was a sense of justice so pure, so foolishly upright.
Lee Dongwoo slowly turned his head towards Berry. There was no expression on his face.
He merely looked at her with eyes that seemed to see an annoying insect.
Without a word, he slowly shook his head.
That gesture of denial was more cruel than any verbal abuse.
It meant 'this is not a threat,' and at the same time, it was an affirmation that 'this is this bitch's true nature.'
At that moment, Yuni, who had been hunched on the floor, raised her head. She opened her bloodless lips towards Berry.
“...No, Berry.” Her voice crumbled like dry leaves.
“This... I'm doing this because I want to.”
At her confession, Berry's world collapsed. The sound of an idol shattering, the sound of trust being betrayed, echoed in her ears.
She looked at Yuni with desperate eyes. Those eyes were asking. Why, how.
Lee Dongwoo watched the scene, a satisfied smile on his face. An innocent lamb was finally beginning to realize the true nature of this hell.
***
Yuni's dry voice scattered over the cold tiles of the pool villa.
With her head bowed, she replayed the words she had just uttered.
‘I want to.’ Yes, it wasn't wrong. I clearly wanted this terrible humiliation and endless shame.
Because I don't want to die. Because I don't want to be broken and discarded like those two bitches, or even more horribly.
The most primal desire to live was making her willingly want all of this.
A self-deprecating smile faintly appeared on her lips.
She saw the last shred of pity vanish from Berry's face.
What was reflected in her eyes was no longer a pitiful victim, or an Unnie she wanted to protect.
She was merely an incomprehensible, contemptible, fallen being.
That look of contempt, directed at a shattered idol, paradoxically brought Yuni's heart a sense of ease.
Yes, look at me that way. This is what I am. You were just dreaming in vain.
Lee Dongwoo, seemingly very satisfied with the scene, gently stroked Yuni's wet hair.
It was like the touch of someone praising a pet dog that had performed a trick perfectly.
“Clever girl. My bitch truly is different.”
He helped Yuni to her feet. Her body swayed weakly from the afterglow of orgasm and exhaustion.
Lee Dongwoo tightly wrapped his arm around her waist, then gestured with his chin towards Berry, who was recoiling in terror.
“Now, it's your turn, bitch. You have to welcome your new toy.”
His voice sounded like a sweet whisper, but its content was more cruel than a demon from hell.
He gave Yuni a command in her ear, meant only for her to hear.
“Kiss that bitch. Tell her exactly what your cum-soaked pussy tastes like with those lower lips.”
At his command, Yuni's empty eyes slowly turned towards Berry.
She broke free from Lee Dongwoo's embrace and approached Berry with faltering steps.
Step by step. Berry's face turned white with terror at the approaching despair.
Yuni's footsteps were light as a ghost's.
The blue light from the pool licked her wet body, creating strange shadows on her pale skin.
She finally stopped in front of Berry, who was trembling, leaning against the wall.
A suffocating silence hung between the two.
The space, once filled with admiration and friendship, had now transformed into a standoff between predator and prey.
Yuni slowly and carefully bent her knees. She met Berry's gaze.
In her empty eyes, a faint but clear emotion emerged. It was guilt.
“I'm sorry, Berry.”
Her voice was neither cunning like a snake nor cold like a dominator.
It was simply the weary whisper of a human who had resigned herself to everything.
Her hand slowly rose and cupped Berry's cheek, which was frozen with fear.
The touch was less a threat and more a pathetic comfort.
“Just a little... just a little cooperation.”
It was a plea. A desperate struggle to survive.
Yuni looked into Berry's eyes, trying to convey all her sincerity, or the last fragment she wanted to believe was sincerity.
'Help me,' she seemed to say, 'Let's survive together.'
But before that sincerity could reach, a cold voice struck from behind.
“What are you doing, bitch? Are you trying to sell pity now?”
Lee Dongwoo had already approached right behind them.
He roughly grabbed Yuni's hair once more. Then, he pushed her face right up to Berry's.
“I told you to shove your dirty pussy juice into that bitch's mouth, not to beg.”
At his words, the faint spark of guilt that had flickered in Yuni's eyes was extinguished.
Only the empty gaze of a bitch awaiting her master remained.
Her face slowly moved closer to Berry's. There was nowhere left to run.