Butterfly's Escape Attempt

Jia wiped the moisture from her hair and body with a towel, just as Dohyung had instructed. "Ha... I finally feel a little more human."

In truth, she had acted like it was no big deal in front of him, but after two full days without a proper wash, the grimy feeling had been eating at her. On top of that, she'd even been forced to relieve herself on a puppy pad—something she never thought she'd experience. For now, she found a strange satisfaction in these small improvements to her daily life.

What had once seemed like the most ordinary things before her abduction now felt utterly blocked off. Being treated like a dog on top of it all had left her in a state of misery so profound it was hard to believe. "It's still miserable as hell, but... fuck..."

Even if her living conditions had improved somewhat, she was beginning to truly feel the weight of the fact that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she would remain Dohyung's sex slave until the police rescued her. The metal collar still locked around her neck served as a constant reminder of her place. Even after rinsing her mouth several times while washing, she could still smell the faint scent of his semen rising in her throat.

"Fuck... Do I really have to get used to this too? How the hell did I end up like this..."

Jia burned with hatred for Dohyung—the man who had kidnapped her, tormented her, and refused to treat her like a human being. She knew full well that she had participated in bullying him. She even remembered that she had been the one to start it all.

Now, fragments of memory were coming back. There had been that time when she'd slyly told Taehyun that Dohyung was interested in Eunji and might confess to her, even though he'd never said anything of the sort. That single comment had become the spark that led Taehyun to brutally harass Dohyung. Back then, she'd simply laughed and enjoyed watching it from the sidelines.

Those days of mocking the weak as they desperately struggled for survival, calling them pigs, had been endlessly entertaining. Whenever she felt stressed about her period or idol activities, he'd served as a convenient punching bag. Looking back now, she realized just how cruel she had been.

The worst memory was when she'd kicked him in the balls out of curiosity, asking what would happen if you hit a guy's most vulnerable spot. The image of him foaming at the mouth and collapsing while she laughed now filled her with unbearable regret.

"But there's nothing I can do about it now... I just have to endure and play along until the police catch that bastard."

Jia steeled her weakening resolve. She couldn't break here. She had to hold on no matter what—even if it meant letting him violate her. She had already guessed that after forcing her to perform fellatio, full intercourse would come soon enough.

With a sigh, she wrapped the towel around her body, opened the door, and stepped out. The moment she did, Jia noticed something was different about the room.

Originally, there had only been a storage-like door, the bathroom she'd just come from, another door that seemed to lead outside, a table, and a stack of papers with a ballpoint pen on top. But now, a wardrobe that hadn't been there before caught her eye. Next to it stood what looked like a vanity table.

"Oh, you're done washing? You look much cleaner now. Your base features are so good that even your bare face is worth looking at."

"Ah, thank you, Master."

Startled by Dohyung's sudden voice, Jia looked around and spotted him sitting in a chair, reading a book—as if he'd been waiting for her to finish washing.

"Come over here. Why are you covering yourself with that towel? I've already seen everything there is to see."

"Yes, Master..."

As Dohyung said, Jia had indeed partially undressed and shown him her naked body during the fellatio. But at the time, she'd been so focused on making him cum that she'd forgotten her shame entirely. Now that her head was clear, the thought of exposing herself again made her burn with embarrassment.

Still, she knew she had no choice. She removed the towel that had been covering her breasts and lower body. Her massive chest jiggled as it was freed, proudly displaying its full glory.

"So this is why men go crazy for you? They're definitely huge."

"Ugh!"

Dohyung reached out and grabbed one of her breasts in his hand. Even his large palm couldn't fully encompass it, making the sheer size even more apparent.

"Alright, my little butterfly. Shall we learn some positions?"

"P-positions?"

Jia didn't immediately understand what he meant as he withdrew his hand from her chest.

"That's right. Just three very simple ones. Remember them well, okay?"

"Ah... Yes, Master."

Jia bowed her head slightly toward Dohyung as he held up three fingers, her body tensing with anxiety. What is he going to make me do this time... I hope it's at least something human this time...

She was terrified of what new humiliation this man—who had been treating her like a pet—might come up with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠next.

"First position is... the greeting pose. I even prepared a reference photo for my little butterfly."

Dohyung unfolded one of the papers in his hand and showed it to her. The image depicted a woman pressing her forehead and knees to the ground in a deep bow.

"I think they call this 'dogeza' in Japan? From now on, when I come in the morning, you'll greet me in this position. You'll do it again when we part ways in the evening. If I say 'Position One' at any time, you'll ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠immediately assume this pose. Easy, right?"

"Ah, aha... I understand, Master..."

This is literally slave behavior. I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠have to do this every single day?

As Jia cursed inwardly, Dohyung smiled and pointed downward with his finger.

"Now, Position One~."

"Y-yes!"

At his command, Jia quickly dropped to the floor and assumed the dogeza position.

"Not quite. Bring your hands closer to your head and press your forehead against them. Both legs should be completely together. Fold your body as tightly as possible!"

Dohyung circled around her prostrated form, tapping her head and legs with his foot whenever something displeased him.

"Hm... Yes, this is what proper dogeza looks like. Don't forget how to do it."

"Ugh... Yes, Master!"

Still pressed against the floor, Jia's body trembled as she answered. Ugh... fuck... this is harder than it looks!!

Supporting her entire weight on just her knees and shins was starting to hurt, and her large breasts being crushed against the floor made it feel suffocating.

Knowing full well how difficult this position was, Dohyung smiled to himself and deliberately made her hold it longer.

"Very good. You may rise now."

"Hah... Haa... Thank you, Master."

Finally released from the pose, Jia caught her breath and quickly stood up. The fact that this was only the first position made her nervous. There were still two more to go.

"Next is the second position. This one should be easier than the last. Just copy what you see here."

"Ugh... Yes, Master..."

Jia assumed the pose exactly as shown in the photo Dohyung held up. She spread her legs shoulder-width apart, bent her knees slightly, and opened her thighs wide. Then she straightened her back, raised both arms behind her head, and clasped her hands together, pressing them against the back of her head.

This position left everything—from her armpits to every intimate part of her body—perfectly exposed for his viewing pleasure.

"Hm... You're doing this one perfectly without any correction. As expected, it seems our butterfly was born to be fucked by men. Those tits, and look at that pretty pink pussy—it's all prepared so nicely."

Jia felt overwhelming shame under Dohyung's gaze as he circled her, appraising her body like livestock. Even before all this, her pretty face and figure had always drawn men's stares, something she'd deeply hated. She could somewhat tolerate it during her idol activities, but the constant attention in daily life had been exhausting.

Now, completely naked and on full display, the humiliation was far worse.

"And because you're an entertainer? You've completely shaved your armpits. It would be even better if you shaved your pussy too."

Dohyung poked at her armpits, navel, and the area around her pussy with his finger, speaking in a teasing tone.

"Shave your pussy later. I'll bring you what you need. Or I could do it for you?"

"N-no, Master! I'll do it myself!"

Startled by his words, Jia accidentally broke the pose. In that instant, Dohyung's hand flew across her cheek.

Slap!

Jia couldn't even react to the sudden strike. Fortunately, he hadn't hit her with full force, so she didn't fall over.

"Hey, who told you to break the pose? When I tell you to hold a position, you maintain it until I say otherwise."

"Ugh... Yes, Master..."

Touching her stinging cheek, Jia quickly resumed the second position.

"Seriously, why do you keep doing things that deserve punishment? I wanted to be a kind master to you. This is all because of what you did. It's all your fault."

With a frown, Dohyung poked her forehead repeatedly with his finger while she held the pose.

"You may return to normal now."

"Yes, Master..."

Jia prayed that this humiliating ordeal would end soon. But the knowledge that a third position still remained filled her with dread. You son of a bitch... what kind of pose is he going to make me do now...

"This one is also extremely easy. The third position is... complete submission pose."

Once again, Dohyung showed her a photograph.

"Ugh... this is..."

"What are you waiting for? Quickly assume the third position."

"Yes... Master..."

Jia copied the pose in the photo exactly. It was the kind of posture animals used to show submission to others—lying on their backs to expose their bellies. That was exactly what she was forced to do.

She lay down with her back on the floor, clenched her fists and brought them to her chest. Then she lifted both legs and spread them wide into an M-shape.

"Spread your legs wider so your pussy is clearly visible. That's what makes it a proper submission pose."

"Ugh... Yes, Master... H-how is it?"

"Hm... Yes, this should be fine. This is the third position. You haven't forgotten the three already, have you? You may stand up now."

Fortunately, he didn't make her hold the third position for long. Jia quickly got to her feet, relieved.

"Even so, I've prepared a gift for my butterfly who's working so hard to become a good slave."

"A... gift?"

Jia's heart filled with a mix of anticipation and fear at the sudden mention of a gift.

Dohyung reached into a box on the floor and pulled out the present.

"What do you think? Do you like it?"

"T-that's..."

What Dohyung held up was a dog collar. If the metal collar currently around Jia's neck resembled something from ancient slavery, this one was clearly meant for a real pet.

"Oh? You don't like it? That's strange... I was sure our butterfly would love it..."

"N-no! I love it, Master!!"

Seeing his speech beginning to drag, a panicked Jia answered immediately. She remembered how she used to torment him in the past. Whenever she'd given him humiliating "gifts" like this, if he didn't immediately say he liked it or give the proper response, he'd been punished without mercy. Now terrified of receiving the same treatment, she answered without hesitation.

"Really? That's a relief. Puhahaha!"

Dohyung burst into laughter, thoroughly delighted by her quick response.

"Come here then. I'll take that off for you."

At his words, Jia approached quickly. Dohyung removed the metal collar from around her neck.

In that moment, a flash of realization struck her. Wait. If the collar is gone now... doesn't that mean I'm free?

The only reason she'd been unable to escape until now was because the chain attached to the collar around her neck had been fixed to the wall. With nothing restraining her anymore, she was unbound.

She glanced at the door leading outside and realized it was currently open.

If not now, will I ever get another chance to escape with my own strength? No. It will never come again. This is my only opportunity!

While Dohyung was off guard due to her obedient behavior, Jia imagined shoving him aside and bolting. The moment he removed the metal collar and tried to put the dog collar on her, she violently pushed him away.

"Get the fuck away, you bastard!"

Dohyung stumbled slightly from the push, creating an opening. Jia sprinted toward the door leading outside. Even though she was completely naked, she clung to the hope that if she could just get out and encounter other people, she might survive.

The situation felt like a scene from a slasher movie. Like the female protagonist using her wits to escape the killer's grasp and survive.

But Jia was mistaken about one crucial thing.

She was not the female protagonist of this story.

Therefore, she had no way of knowing that a story where she successfully escaped could never exist.

The instant she opened the door and tried to flee the room, she felt a powerful pressure around her neck as her body was lifted into the air.

Choking, she looked back to see Dohyung gripping her throat with one hand and holding her up. Though he had learned magic, his physical abilities had long since far surpassed those of any ordinary human. Catching a fleeing Jia was child's play for him.

"Wow... Our butterfly is being so arrogant—pushing her master and trying to escape? This is unforgivable."

"Kuh... Kugh!"

Jia flailed her legs in the air, desperately trying to break free, but her breath was steadily being cut off and her vision began to blur. As she was losing consciousness, one of Dohyung's words rang clearly in her ear.

"You can look forward to it when you wake up. To whatever punishment awaits you."