The Butterfly's Brand
The object in Dohyung's hand was a small D-shaped ring. In the middle of the D hung a delicate butterfly ornament.
Jia had seen women with piercings in the porn videos she watched while practicing her fellatio skills. The moment she saw a woman with nipple piercings, her face had twisted in disgust. In the video, a small barbell-like object pierced straight through the woman's nipple, with a jeweled chain dangling from the end. When that woman climbed on top of the man and started riding him, her breasts bounced wildly, making the jewels swing up and down. To Jia, it had looked incredibly vulgar and cheap.
And now Dohyung was about to put that exact thing on her.
Dohyung held the piercing between his fingers and shook it in front of Jia's eyes, as if telling her to take a good look. The thought of something like that being attached to her body made her feel like she was turning into one of those women from the porn videos. She hated it with every fiber of her being.
Jia screamed desperately. The idea of having that piercing on her body was so repulsive that she couldn't help herself. Even though she had been an idol, she had always hated anything that would leave permanent marks on her body. She had never even gotten her ears pierced. The thought of someone punching a hole in her and attaching jewelry—especially on her nipple—was nothing short of a nightmare.
But Dohyung simply sneered at the desperate look in Jia's eyes. He picked up the blindfold she had been wearing earlier and slipped it back over her eyes.
The moment her vision was taken away again, Jia began thrashing wildly in the chair, struggling with every ounce of strength she had left.
"Ah... ugh.... Hic! Hiccup!"
Imagining what Dohyung had threatened—that she might get pierced somewhere strange if she kept struggling—Jia immediately stopped moving. Instead, tears began to flow, soaking the blindfold. In this helpless situation, all she wanted was to escape. But she knew the only thing she could do right now was wait for Dohyung to pierce her nipple. She tried her best to accept it, crying silently.
Even though she couldn't physically resist, Jia begged through her tears. She knew deep down that he wouldn't listen, but if she didn't at least try, she felt like she would lose her mind.
If she had at least gotten her ears pierced before, she might have been able to imagine the pain. But with no experience at all, she was terrified of whether she could endure it. After all, nipples were far more sensitive than earlobes. And he was about to punch a hole right through one...
Jia clung to one last thread of hope.
Her last hope was mercilessly crushed. Jia tried to steel herself for the pain she knew was coming.
Fucking bastard... you piece of shit... disgusting motherfucker...
She kept cursing Dohyung inside her head while focusing every ounce of her attention on her left breast. Since she was blindfolded, she had no way of knowing when he would strike. She had to stay completely focused so she could brace for the pain the moment the needle went in. She was certain he would hold her breast or press the tool against her skin first, so she told herself she just had to endure whatever came after that. At least he was only doing one. That was something to be grateful for.
Just as she had concentrated all her nerves on her left breast—
Along with Dohyung's voice came an excruciating wave of pain from her chest. It hurt far more than she had imagined. It was agony. Of course it would hurt—someone was punching a hole through her body, and in one of the most sensitive spots at that. It would have been strange if it didn't hurt.
Tears poured from Jia's eyes. The problem was that the pain wasn't coming from her left breast, where he had said he would pierce her. It was coming from her right.
The completely unexpected location made the pain hit her even harder than she had prepared for. She hadn't even been able to predict the timing. She had assumed there would be some warning—him grabbing her breast or pressing the tool against her skin—but there was nothing. The pain had struck instantly.
Jia would never know, but Dohyung possessed a very convenient type of magic. Creating a tiny hole in a person's body without needing any tools was child's play for him. He had simply formed a thin needle of pure mana around his finger and driven it straight through her right nipple.
Even though his words were complete nonsense, Jia had no strength left to get angry. She could barely even respond. She had just endured an orgasm hell that had drained nearly all her stamina, and now he had pierced her slightly sensitized nipple without any anesthesia. Her mind was completely consumed by the pain radiating from her right breast.
To widen the hole for the jewelry, Dohyung slowly expanded the mana needle still piercing her nipple. Jia screamed in agony. Ignoring her cries, he slid the butterfly-shaped ring into place, completing the piercing. Normally blood would have flowed from the fresh wound, but Dohyung instantly cast a healing spell to stop the bleeding.
Even after Dohyung announced it was finished, the lingering pain kept Jia from regaining her composure. It was the most painful thing she had ever experienced in her life.
Any normal man would have felt his heart soften at the sight of a beautiful woman like Jia crying so pitifully. But Dohyung was not a normal man. To him, Jia was nothing more than one of the detestable targets of his revenge.
Dohyung spoke in a low voice and grabbed a handful of Jia's hair.
Jia apologized through sobs. Even through the pain, his words registered, and she understood exactly what he meant.
When she and the others had tormented Dohyung back in high school, he had cried and begged them to stop. She couldn't remember the exact situation, but it had been something similar—he was being punished for something. The four of them had drawn a dartboard on his body and thrown darts at him. The sharp pain of the darts piercing his skin had made him cry and plead for them to stop. But of course his desperate wishes were ignored. They didn't just throw the darts—they came close and stabbed him repeatedly.
Recalling that memory, Jia understood the hidden meaning behind Dohyung's words. If she kept crying, he would give her an even worse punishment.
If he says he'll punish me more here...
What flashed through Jia's mind was the image of him doing the exact same thing to her remaining left nipple. She didn't want to feel that pain again. That was why she had forced herself to endure the agony and apologize.
Dohyung released her hair and gently stroked her head as if praising her.
Hearing her answer, Dohyung removed the blindfold and released Jia from the restraints holding her to the chair.
Even though her body was finally free, Jia didn't dare move recklessly. She had been punished all day and her body was in tatters. If she made one wrong move and earned another punishment, she wouldn't have the strength to endure it.
Wiping away the tears still streaming down her face, Jia stood up from the chair. Her body was stiff from sitting in the same position for so long, but that didn't matter right now.
Following his order, Jia walked weakly toward the bathroom. Just like during her previous escape attempt, she was completely naked and not wearing a collar. But there wasn't even a trace of escape in her mind anymore. All she could think about was not upsetting Dohyung.
Watching her, Dohyung smiled with deep satisfaction.
Once inside the bathroom, Jia turned on the shower and looked at herself in the mirror. Every time she moved, the piercing sent a sharp throb of pain through her.
"What the hell is this... fuck..."
When she touched the butterfly ornament and ring with her fingers, it still hurt. But the mental pain was far worse than the physical one. The woman staring back at her in the mirror looked like some cheap whore who had gotten her nipples pierced to please men.
She didn't want to accept that this vulgar version of herself was real.
"Hic... At least it's only one side... If both were done, I might have died from the pain..."
Looking at her untouched left breast, Jia tried to think positively. But those words also meant that if Dohyung ever got angry again, he could pierce the other side at any time. She swore to herself that she would never upset him again.
"Just until the police come... I just have to hold on until then... After that, I can take this thing off somehow."
After washing up as Dohyung had ordered, Jia walked over to him when he beckoned her closer.
Dohyung examined her freshly washed body from every angle, then pulled out the dog collar from last time.
At his words, Jia jumped in fear. Desperate to avoid any more punishment, she shouted frantically.
Dohyung approached and fastened the dog collar around her neck.
Jia had already started feeling hungry while showering, so his words hit her like a bolt from the blue. She had thought the piercing was the end of her punishment. She never imagined he would starve her too. Still, all she could do was answer him.
Jia sat down at the small table near where she had first arrived in this room. Dohyung walked over and reattached the chain fixed to the wall to her new collar.
The length of the chain was much longer than before.
The chain was definitely longer. The previous one had been so short she couldn't even press her head to the floor. Now it was long enough for her to stand and walk a few steps away.
Still completely naked, Jia called out to Dohyung as he headed for the door.
After answering casually, Dohyung left the room.
Jia let out a deep sigh, stood up, and walked over to the wardrobe he had pointed at. The longer chain allowed her to reach the middle of the large room. That small freedom felt somewhat comforting.
With another sigh, she opened the wardrobe door.
"What... what the hell is this?"
Not a single normal piece of clothing hung inside. Everything was fetish wear—bunny girl outfits, nurse costumes, even school uniforms.
"He wants me to wear one of these...?"
She rummaged through them, but nothing appealed to her. In the end, she reluctantly chose the plainest option—the school uniform.
"Ugh... it hurts..."
When she tried to button up the blouse, the fabric rubbed against her fresh piercing, sending sharp pain through her chest. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't close the buttons. She gave up and left the blouse open, wearing the uniform loosely as she returned to the table.
"He told me to write a reflection essay... Haah..."
Jia sat down and began writing slowly and carefully. She wanted to make sure it was perfect so Dohyung wouldn't find fault with it tomorrow.
Once she thought she had written a satisfactory essay, she lay down on the floor, pressing her cheek against the cold surface. There was no clock in the room, so she had no idea how much time had passed. Especially after losing consciousness during her escape attempt, her sense of time was completely gone. All she knew was that it was late at night, based on what Dohyung had said.
"Haah... It's probably been about four or five days since I was brought here... Please find me soon..."
Resenting the police for still not finding her, Jia unknowingly drifted off to sleep.