Nabi's Training as a Masochistic Slave
"Aaaah! It hurts, Master! Aaaah!"
Jia screamed at the stinging agony of the whip and spanking paddle that Dohyung cracked across her flesh. The pain was so sudden and intense that she wanted to collapse on the spot. Yet perhaps because of all the punishments she had already endured from him, Jia remained frozen in her second position and accepted every strike.
"Hoo... How was that? Did it hurt? Ah, you can break position and remove the blindfold now."
"Hic... What on earth is..."
With a trembling sob, Jia pulled the blindfold from her eyes. The objects in Dohyung's hands came into focus. They were tools she had seen used in SM play before—one a short, multi-tailed whip that resembled a jellyfish, the other a blunt paddle whose surface was covered in small, bumpy protrusions.
"What are these? They're part of your erogenous zone enhancement training."
"B-but... Master, these hurt too much... How can something like this strengthen my sensitive spots?"
Jia's voice shook as she stared at the whip and paddle, unable to look away.
"Of course it will. It has to. Right?"
"Huh?"
Jia couldn't understand what he meant. Right now, the objects that were about to inflict pain on her occupied all her attention. But when Dohyung continued speaking, the full weight of her situation crashed down on her once more.
"If you don't get wet from this, the next part is punishment. Same as everything else you've been through. All you have to do is get excited and soak that pussy of yours."
In other words, she was nothing more than a toy that existed to be used however he pleased—just as she had once used him in the past.
"P-punishment? But how am I supposed to get excited from this..."
"You can't? Then say so."
Dohyung tossed the whip aside and began tapping the paddle against his palm with loud smacks.
"You know I wasn't using my full strength just now, don't you? Looks like Nabi needs a proper punishment to straighten her out..."
With the word "punishment" hanging in the air, he slapped the paddle against his palm again and again as he slowly advanced on her, showing her exactly what was coming.
The thought of him swinging that paddle with real force made Jia drop to her knees at once, hands clasped together in desperate plea. The surface covered in tiny spikes made it terrifyingly easy to imagine how much it would hurt. Besides, the earlier strikes had only startled her because she had been blindfolded and unprepared; compared to the torment Dohyung had already given her, they had been bearable.
"I-I'm sorry! Master, I'll train! Please let me do the erogenous zone enhancement training!"
In truth, the past few days had been surprisingly tolerable for Jia. Dohyung had granted her small wishes by providing a blanket to lie on and a pillow for her head. It might seem trivial, but she felt she was sleeping far more deeply than before. And though it was absurd, ever since he had fed her those mealworms as "punishment," the food he served in the dog bowl had become practically a feast by comparison. Being allowed to ask permission to use the bathroom every morning and evening was also a vast improvement over her first days in the basement.
Humans were creatures of adaptation, and Jia had begun adjusting to these small upgrades in her living conditions. Of course, she still occasionally suffered Dohyung's petty vengeance—he would deliberately ejaculate onto her food before making her eat it, or edge her cruelly and force her to beg to be allowed to cum. Still, for Jia, physical beatings and pain were far harder to endure than those humiliations. She had been clinging to the single belief that the police would eventually come and arrest him.
That was why, when he suddenly produced a whip and paddle today, she had reflexively shown reluctance. But knowing exactly how harsh his "punishments" could be, she had quickly begged to receive the sensitivity training instead.
"Hmm...? Really? If Nabi wants it that badly, I suppose I have to train you. It's a master's duty to guide his slave into proper behavior, after all. In that case, go fetch the whip over there."
Dohyung pointed at the whip he had thrown earlier. Jia hurriedly rose to retrieve it.
"Wait!"
"Y-yes? What is it, Master...?"
Startled by his sudden command, Jia turned around.
"Where do you think you're going, walking on two legs like that? You tried to refuse my training today, so as punishment you'll crawl on all fours and bring it back."
"Yes... Master..."
When Dohyung dragged a chair over and sat down, Jia stopped trying to stand. She lowered her body to the floor and began crawling toward the whip on her hands and knees. Fortunately, he hadn't thrown it very far. Jia felt relieved that it wouldn't take long.
Just as she reached the whip, Dohyung rose from the chair and approached her. Jia flinched, wondering what she had done wrong this time.
"Oh, don't mind me. Just pick up the whip and carry it over there."
"Ah, yes... Master."
His smiling tone made her uneasy, but Jia continued toward the whip. Smack!
"Ugh!"
A sharp sting exploded across her buttocks as the paddle connected. Shocked, Jia twisted her head to look. Dohyung stood there holding the paddle.
"What are you waiting for? I told you to bring the whip. Don't mind me."
In that instant, Jia understood his plan. While she crawled to the chair with the whip, he intended to keep striking her with the paddle. She had no choice in the matter. She reached for the whip, then froze.
She remembered his exact order: crawl on all fours and bring it back. If she carelessly grabbed it with her hands, he would surely use that as an excuse for another "punishment." Therefore, only one option remained—lower her head, take the handle between her teeth, and carry it that way.
Dohyung watched her, inwardly impressed. It was fascinating how desperately she tried to avoid punishment by anticipating his every thought. It was also incredibly satisfying. The girl who had once tormented him was now forced to scrutinize his every move just to survive. This would serve as excellent practice for the others he planned to drag down here in the future.
Smack!
"Mmph!"
The fresh wave of pain nearly made her drop the whip clenched between her teeth.
"Oh! Not bad at all. If you'd dropped it, I was going to give you a simple little punishment. It seems my slave's mind is finally syncing with mine. Don't you think?"
"Mmph, mmph!"
Jia answered with the whip still in her mouth. Her pronunciation was muffled, but she knew she must always respond to his commands.
"Then let's hurry over there, shall we?"
Dohyung pointed at the chair with a grin. Jia glanced at his smiling face and desperately crawled toward it as fast as she could.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Mmph! Nngh! M-mmph!"
With every crawling step, the paddle flew against her ass. Biting back the burning pain, Jia somehow managed to reach the chair with the whip still gripped in her teeth.
"Good. Very good. Now, give me the whip."
Dohyung stroked her head like a pet that had performed well, then held out his hand in front of her mouth. Jia obediently dropped the whip into his palm.
"Shall we continue the training then? Second position!"
At his command, Jia quickly stood and assumed the pose.
"Now then... Huh? What's this, Nabi? Today's training is already showing results?"
"What? What do you..."
Jia stared at him with wide eyes, not understanding. Dohyung approached slowly, tucked the paddle under his other arm, and ran his fingers across her pussy.
"Look at this. Your cunt is already soaking wet."
His hand glistened with her juices, reflecting the basement lights.
"H-huh? That can't be..."
"Can't be? The evidence is right here, dripping down your thighs. Looks like Nabi was a masochist all along, doesn't it?"
The sight of her own arousal and the word "masochist" left Jia's mind reeling.
What? A masochist? Me? What the hell is he talking about!! This is wrong. There's no way I'm a masochist...
"N-no! I'm not a masochist..."
"Then what is this?"
Dohyung shoved his glistening fingers toward her face as she tried to deny it. Jia wanted to protest, but no words came out. The evidence was undeniable.
"You really are a masochist. Hahaha! Still, I'm pleased. I was hoping you'd turn out to be a masochistic slave. Having my wish granted feels wonderful. We'll end training here for today."
"Th-thank you, Master!"
"I'm heading up. You can have free time until dinner. Study your sex techniques diligently."
Dohyung pointed at the laptop on the table, then opened the door and left the basement. Over the past few days, whenever he was in a good mood or finished training early, he would sometimes leave her alone like this. For Jia, it was a welcome break from his constant torment. The only problem was that there was nothing to do in the basement. In the end, the only thing she could do to relieve her boredom was watch the porn on the laptop he had provided.
She would touch her nipples and pussy while watching, or spend long hours fucking herself with the dildo he had given her for fellatio practice. It had become her routine.
"Yes, Master! Thank you for your hard work today!"
As he left, Jia quickly dropped into first position and bowed. She had grown used to greeting him this way.
Only after the sound of his footsteps faded beyond the door did she rise.
"Me... I'm a masochist? That can't be right..."
Jia murmured as she touched the slickness between her legs. In her heart, she swore she would never accept such a thing.
"That bastard must have done something to me. There's no way I'd get excited from being spanked on the ass. Yeah, maybe he put some weird drug in my breakfast this morning."
She decided to look away from what had just happened.
Meanwhile, as Dohyung climbed the stairs from the basement to his room, a satisfied smile spread across his face.
"Hahaha! I didn't expect Lee Jia to actually get turned on."
Today's events had been unexpected even for him. To gradually train her into a masochistic slave, he had begun with feather play to heighten her skin sensitivity before introducing the whip and paddle today. He never imagined she would react so quickly.
"I was ready to use magic or drugs if she didn't respond, but this is a pleasant surprise."
Jia was convinced he had done something to her, but in reality, Dohyung had done almost nothing. The only sexual magic he had cast on her was the arousal spell placed on the laptop he had given her for fellatio practice, and even that had since been dispelled. Yet Jia was willingly watching the porn and masturbating on her own, and she followed every step of his erogenous zone training perfectly.
Even during the feather training, he had wondered if she would truly become aroused, but she had soaked herself that very day. He had also sensed in her subconscious a growing anticipation for sex with him once training ended.
"Lee Jia is shaping up nicely as a masochistic slave... Maybe it's time to bring in the next one."
Dohyung picked up the photograph of Kwon Jiseon from the table and murmured to himself.