Save Me <End of Part 1>
The next day,
Noah, who had been rushed to the emergency room, headed home.
The cause of her collapse was psychogenic hyperventilation.
“I can roughly guess the cause.”
The doctor smirked and nodded.
Coincidentally, the doctor was also one of her ‘Masters.’
If she had to call it a silver lining, it was that although she had no money for the hospital bill, the doctor—who knew her situation—showed consideration, allowing her to pay with her body.
“No matter how much you enjoy it, you should at least show some restraint.”
The doctor’s mocking words stabbed into her like arrows.
It hurt too much.

On the way home,
“How… should I…”
She kept sobbing.
“I don’t know… I don’t knowww…”
She agonized for a long time.
She simply didn’t know.
What she should do, or why things had turned out this way.
She just didn’t know.
More than that,
“Hic… It hurts so much… It hurts so muuuch…”
The lingering pleasure that tingled from her pussy to her ass, from her ass throughout her entire body, the sensation of semen still sloshing inside her womb,
and even the feeling of her uterus wriggling and shifting the cum for impregnation hurt too much.
“I don’t want to get pregnant again…”
It was horrific, yet at that moment she prayed the three abortions she’d had before had stolen her fertility.
She walked for a long time.
She considered selling her body one more time to call a taxi, but she hated the idea.
So she walked the two-hour distance.
With her ruined body.
“Someone please help meee…”
She needed someone to help her.
She couldn’t bear it alone.
Suhwan’s face floated into her mind, but
“Yeah, he’s a bad guy…”
He was a bad man.
“Gaslighting…”
That was accurate.
Taemin’s verbal abuse had mercilessly torn the lid off the trauma Noah had desperately tried to keep sealed.
Rather,
“That time was happier…”
The time when she looked away from reality and faithfully served as Suhwan’s meat toilet had been happy.
Because back then it didn’t hurt.
Even if the pain had merely been buried under opium, it hadn’t hurt.
“Suhwan oppa…”
She knew he was a piece of shit, yet for some reason she missed him terribly.
She’d rather spread her legs for him again and drown in that sweet nightmare.
But
“Why won’t he answer… hic…”
After the investigation began, Suhwan had vanished.
Occasional ghost-like rumors drifted by—that he had fled to China, or that he was hiding in some rural backwater—but none of them had any substance.
Just,
“Suhwan oppa…”
She missed him.
“…”
Noah dialed Suhwan again, carrying both longing and faint hope.
‘The phone is currently powered off…’
Once again, no answer.
“Then…”
She had been too afraid to say it, but her father came to mind.
She didn’t know exactly what she was afraid of.
She was simply terrified.
That he had raped her while she was unconscious?
That he would realize it had truly been her he raped while unconscious?
That her father would blame himself?
Or that he would discover what a filthy woman she truly was?
That she had moaned in pleasure while being violated by countless faceless strangers,
and had even felt joy when her own father raped her?
“I don’t know… hic…”
She just didn’t know.
Any of it.
Still,
“Still… I have to tell him…”
She decided to speak.
With the last scrap of courage she possessed.
At the very least, her father would help her.
He was still her dad, after all.
With that courage, Noah returned home only to be greeted by the sight of her father’s back. Earphones plugged in, he was completely absorbed in the monitor.
He hadn’t even noticed she had come in,
and what her father was watching was—
“D… Dad?”
“Noah…?”
“What are you… watching right now…”
It feels so gooood!! I love my baby’s cock so muuuch!!!♡
Fuck me harder, baby!! Cum inside me and knock up Noah’s little sister!!♡♡
It was footage of Noah being raped by her father, shot from an awkward angle.
It seemed her father hadn’t actually been drunk that time.
A moment later,
“I’m sorry, Noah. I must have lost my mind. I really must have gone insane, Noah.”
Her father dropped to his knees and begged her frantically.
She had never seen him like this before.
Rather than hatred or rage, Noah felt only pity and sorrow.
Maybe because they were blood-related. Or maybe because she simply didn’t want to face reality.
Either way, she just felt sorry for her father.
And what her father begged for was,
“So please, please don’t report this to the police. I’m begging you, Noah. Dad won’t ever do it again…”
To close her eyes to it all.

“It’s okay, Dad.”
Noah smiled,
“Since you’re still my dad.”
And forgave him.
Would refusing to forgive change anything?
Her body was already ruined anyway.
And that night,
“Honey… My sweeet honeyyy…”
As always, her father stumbled into Noah’s room with a voice thick with alcohol.
“I love you, honey… I love you, my honeyyy…”
He spread Noah’s legs and frantically thrust his hips.
Then,
“Noah… My daughter… I love you… I’m sorry, my daughter… Please forgive Dad…”
At some point his way of addressing her had changed, but
“Yeah, I love you too, Dad.”
Noah loved her father too, after all.
They were family.
That day, there was no scent of alcohol on her father.

“Oh… Oho…♡”
After the long session of intercourse with her father, Noah lay sprawled on the bed savoring the afterglow of pleasure.
Too exhausted to close her legs, she lay there like a dead frog with her thighs obscenely spread,
“It feels so gooood…♡♡”
savoring the warmth of the semen flowing from her cunt down to her ass.
“Aah… Dad’s cum is too precious to waste♡♡”
Fearing even a single drop might spill, she placed her hand between her legs, scooped up her father’s semen with her fingers, and
“Ohuk?!♡”
let out an ugly, crushed moan as she came lightly.
And then

“Ehehe… Uhu… Oho…. Cumming my pussy while masturbating with my real dad’s cum feels so fuuucking good…♡♡”
She kept stirring that place, indulging in the continuous waves of pleasure.
In the middle of it, her father—awakened by Noah’s lewd cries—came back into the room and violated her once more.
“I love you, Dad…♡♡ Dad’s cock tastes so amazing♡♡”
So Noah was incredibly happy.
The next morning,
Noah struggled to open her eyes.
She had collapsed without the strength to wipe the semen off her body, so a rotten stench wafted from every inch of her skin.
Even so,
“This smell is nice too…♡♡”
She scooped the half-dried semen with her fingers and savored its taste.
And then
a solution suddenly came to her.
Yes, they say difficult problems are solved after a good night’s sleep.
There had been such a simple answer all along.
“Haha.”
Noah laughed.
“Let’s die.”
If she died, it would all be over.
From that point everything moved quickly.
“It’s so easy…”
She decided on her final journey.
She didn’t want to die somewhere like a subway station, so she chose Jeju Island.
She had no money, but after selling her body a few times she quickly scraped enough together.
Since Suhwan could no longer take it from her.
Earning money and feeling good at the same time—what a profitable business.
“I wish I had realized sooner. If I had…”
‘Buy some with your own money!’
The face of Dohyun, who had grumbled at her when she took food from the fridge, suddenly came to mind.
“Yeah.”
She thought she should meet him one last time.
They had been friends, after all.
“He probably didn’t block me too, right?”
With trembling fingers, Noah pressed Dohyun’s contact.
She had been so obnoxiously clingy that he had blocked her long ago, but
“…”
the ringtone sounded.
And then
“Noah?”
Dohyun’s voice came from the other side.
A short while later, in the park near her house,
“What’s going on?”
Dohyun approached Noah where she sat on a bench.
“No, it’s nothing…”
Noah trailed off awkwardly.
“Really?”
“Yeah…”
“I just came out too.”
Dohyun gave a small laugh and sat beside her.
As if nothing had ever happened.
Just like in the old days.
It had only been a few months, yet it felt like ancient history.
“…”
She was so grateful for his attitude.
Even after the way she had treated him.
After a brief silence,
“Dohyun?”
“Yeah.”
“We…”
Noah trailed off again.
She felt she ought to say something, but her mouth refused to open.
“Hey, Noah.”
While she hesitated, Dohyun spoke first.
“Let’s just talk about the old days.”
What followed were old stories,
trivial little episodes between two longtime friends.
Meaningless, lighthearted tales.
The two of them kept bursting into soft laughter.
Yes,
those days had been so good.
And then
“I’ll head out first. It was fun after so long.”
Noah moved to leave first.
Her heart felt lighter.
Now that she had seen Dohyun, she could go without any lingering attachments—
“Noah.”
Or so she thought, but she couldn’t.
“What? You’re suddenly grabbing me.”
Dohyun caught her arm.
“You really don’t have anything to say?”
“I don’t? Why are you suddenly acting all serious for no reason?”
Actually I do.
“It’s not like you don’t have anything.”
“I said I don’t.”
There’s so much.
“You’re lying.”
“I’m not lying.”
It’s actually a lie.
“I’m leaving. You’re saying weird stuff all of a sudden.”
I don’t want to leave.
“Stop holding on, dude. The person who says they’re going…”
Hold me.
“Am I going to die or something?”
I’m going to die.
“It’s not like this is the last time we’ll see each other. Why are you acting like this?”
Actually it is.
“Let go already.”
Don’t let go.
“I told you I really didn’t have any hard times, didn’t I?”
It was too hard.
“Why turn a perfectly fine person into someone who’s hurting…”
It hurts so much.
“Let go. I need to leave.”
Please don’t let go.
“Let go of this…”
Don’t.
And then
slowly,
“Noah.”
Dohyun’s words.
“I’ll.”
The wall,
“help you.”
came crumbling down.

“Please… just save me, Dohyun…”
Noah broke down in tears.