The Obedience Switch
Jia gasped at Dohyung's words. She had admitted it was her fault, but to think she would be the one punished... At the mere mention of the word "punishment," the torment she had endured so far flashed through her mind like a horror movie.
"P-Punishment? Why am I the one being punished?"
"Because you messed up. It's only common sense to be punished when you make a mistake."
Jia felt a deep sense of injustice. No matter how well she trained her, Jiseon was bound to make mistakes. It made no sense that she had to bear the consequences of Jiseon's failures.
"I-I know... I know people get punished when they do wrong... but..."
"Hey." Dohyung's voice dropped, his expression hardening. The low, cold tone snapped Jia out of her self-pity instantly.
"I haven't given you a harsh punishment lately, so you think you can climb all over me? Maybe I need to discipline my little Nabi again to help her remember her place..."
Dohyung glared at her, then spun on his heel and walked toward the storage area where various tools were kept. Terrified that she was about to be punished right then and there, Jia screamed out in desperation.
"Ah, ah! Master, I'm sorry! I—I lost my mind for a second! I'll never talk back again, so please forgive me just this once!"
Jia quickly assumed Position One, pressing her forehead flat against the cold floor. Ignoring her pleas, Dohyung retrieved a cane from the storage room. He strode back over and lightly stepped on the back of her head, pinning her down.
"That's right, Nabi. This is your proper posture. When I tell you to jump, you ask how high. How dare you talk back to me."
He ground his sole into her head, tapping her back a few times with the cane.
"Ugh...! I'm... I'm sorry... Master." Jia knew it was Dohyung's foot grinding her face into the floor. But that didn't matter to her right now. Her only concern was escaping his wrath.
"I'm sorry, Master! I'll never talk back to you again!" Satisfied that she had learned her lesson, Dohyung lifted his foot and tossed the cane aside.
"It's almost eight now, so I'll be back around lunchtime. Say, noon? Make sure you train Kkami well by then. You can eat lunch after I see how well you've trained her."
Having said his piece, Dohyung turned to leave the basement.
"U-Um, Master! Wait..."
"What? Do you still not get it?"
"No, it's not that... I just wanted to know... how far I should train her. Could you tell me?" Jia asked, her voice trembling with anxiety. Even as she spoke, she saw the mocking smirk on Dohyung's face and already knew what his answer would be. She had only asked on the off chance he might show some mercy.
"Obviously... everything you've done up until now. You have four hours. When I return... if her training isn't up to par..." Dohyung paused deliberately, letting the silence stretch so Jia would focus entirely on his words and imagine the worst possible outcome.
"I'll punish you. The worst punishment you can possibly imagine." With those final words, Dohyung left the basement.
The moment the door shut, Jia's legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor. Teaching Jiseon everything she had been forced to do under Dohyung's command... Even to her, it seemed utterly impossible.
Walking up to his room, Dohyung let out a satisfied chuckle. Jiseon mastering everything and performing it perfectly in just four hours? Impossible. Absolutely impossible. When he had read Jiseon's mind earlier, she was afraid of him, but her rebellious streak was still far stronger. Would a girl like her bow her head and call him "Master"? Knowing Jiseon, it was out of the question. That was exactly why he was looking forward to what would happen in four hours.
"Hey! What the hell just happened? Explain it to me!" Jiseon yelled at Jia, who had collapsed weakly the moment Dohyung left after delivering his cryptic threats.
Jia dragged herself up and shuffled over to Jiseon. "You heard him, right? I have to train you. And if you don't do it right... I'm going to get punished..." Tears welled in Jia's eyes at the terrifying prospect of what Dohyung would do to her.
Seeing the sheer desperation in Jia's eyes, Jiseon's heart softened slightly. Jia was someone she had considered a friend, and seeing her so utterly broken was jarring. At first, Jiseon had planned to reject this ridiculous nonsense outright. Submitting to Dohyung felt like tucking her tail between her legs, which she loathed. But for Jia's sake, she decided to swallow her pride just a little.
"Sigh... Fine. I'll do it, okay? I'll do it!"
"Oh, really?! Thank you, Jiseon!"
"Whatever. What do I start with?"
Beaming at Jiseon's agreement, Jia began teaching her everything she could think of. She started by making her memorize the declaration, then moved on to Positions One through Three, and emphasized that she must always address Dohyung as "Master."
"Ha... You've actually been doing this crap all this time? I can't believe it."
"I didn't want to either... but I had no choice. If I didn't..."
"Yeah, yeah, the punishment. God, always with the punishment..." Jiseon muttered, trying to memorize the declaration Jia had written down for her. But that was where the real problem lay. Jia, despite her busy schedule as an idol trainee, had kept up with her studies and maintained decent grades; she had a good memory and had memorized the declaration quickly. Jiseon, on the other hand, was far from academic.
"Damn it... This stupid thing won't stick in my head."
"You still haven't memorized it? It's only five sentences!" As the minutes ticked away, bringing them closer to noon, Jiseon still couldn't even recite the declaration properly.
"Stop nagging me! I'm trying, but it's just not sinking in!"
"He's definitely going to ask you to recite it. If you stumble on the very first thing..." Seeing that Jiseon was nowhere near ready, panic began to claw at Jia's chest.
"Ugh... Forget it. My brain is fried."
"What?! You have to memorize it! What do you mean, forget it?!"
"I told you, my brain isn't working! Stop buzzing in my ear, it's starting to piss me off."
At Jiseon's dismissive attitude, Jia finally snapped. "What?! No, fuck! If you don't do this right, I'm the one who gets punished! I am not getting punished by Master!"
"Huh? You're calling that bastard 'Master' even when he's not in the room? You really are completely brainwashed, aren't you? It hasn't even been two weeks since you got kidnapped, and you're already a perfect little slave. Is that why you looked so happy getting fucked by him yesterday?"
Jiseon's mocking words cut Jia to the quick. Deep down, Jia knew it was true. She could feel herself gradually being tamed into Dohyung's perfect pet. Shoving her face directly into a dog bowl to eat without using her hands had become second nature, and asking for his permission just to use the bathroom no longer felt strange. Most of all, she had been desperately trying to ignore how much she enjoyed having sex with him. She had hypnotized herself into believing that the pleasure was just a physical reaction to his training, something she couldn't control... but Jiseon's blunt words shattered her last line of defense.
"Shut up! You fucking bitch! Just shut up and learn what I'm teaching you! If you don't, you have no idea what's going to happen to you either! How fucking stupid do you have to be to fail at memorizing five simple sentences in several hours?!"
"Fuck off! I'm not bowing down to that guy like you did. Once they realize I'm missing, Taehyun and Eunji will find us. I just need to hold out until then."
Jia felt a surge of pure hatred toward Jiseon for spouting such delusional nonsense so casually. Time was ticking away, and Jiseon wasn't even trying to learn. It was driving her insane.
"Please... Can't you just pretend to play along for a bit? I don't want to be punished..." Jia pleaded desperately, but Jiseon simply flipped her off and leaned back against the wall. It was a silent declaration that she was done.
"You fucking bitch..." Jia couldn't take it anymore. If Jiseon didn't cooperate, she would be the one paying the price. The sheer terror of being punished stripped away any lingering sympathy. Then, her eyes fell on the cane Dohyung had tossed aside earlier. Without a moment's hesitation, she moved.
Jiseon, ignoring whatever Jia was doing, kept her eyes closed against the wall. "I don't care what you say, I'm not budging. So just leave me—"
*Crack!*
"Ah! What the fuck?!" A sharp, stinging pain flared across her skin. Jiseon snapped her eyes open to see Jia standing over her, cane raised high.
"Memorize it... now! Memorize it!!!" Jia swung the cane wildly. The thought of being punished for Jiseon's stubbornness was too much to bear.
"Ugh, fuck!" Stung repeatedly by the whipping cane, Jiseon lost her temper, lunged forward, and kicked Jia hard.
"Kyaaah!" Unlike Dohyung, Jia had no combat training to dodge the blow. She took the kick full-force, tumbling backward and rolling across the floor. Jiseon wanted nothing more than to leap on her and beat her to a pulp, but the collar around her neck held her back.
"Ugh... you crazy bitch!!"
"You're nothing but that bastard's dog!"
The two glared at each other, breathing heavily in sheer rage.
*Clap! Clap! Clap!*
The sudden sound of slow clapping made both girls freeze and turn. There, sitting comfortably in a chair, was Dohyung. Neither of them had heard him enter.
"What a pathetic shitshow. I told you to train her, and here you are, catfighting. Entertaining, though."
The rage boiling inside Jia evaporated instantly at the sight of Dohyung. She dropped the cane and immediately threw herself into Position One. "Welcome back, Master!"
"Yeah, I figured it was about time to head down. But what is this? What the hell have you two been doing?"
"T-That is..." Jia felt like her mind was fracturing. She had failed to train Jiseon, and now she had been caught fighting. There was no doubt in her mind that Dohyung would punish her.
"Nabi. Get up and come here."
"Yes, Master..." Jia stood up and walked over, her entire body trembling with the dread of impending punishment.
"Is Kkami's training not going well?"
Jia hesitated. Should she tell the truth—that Jiseon refused to listen—or should she claim they were still working on it? She glanced over at Jiseon, who was glaring at her with a scowl, clearly furious about being whipped. Seeing that look, Jia made up her mind.
"The thing is, Jise—I mean, Kkami won't listen to me. I even tried whipping her, but she attacked me instead."
"Stop fucking lying, Lee Jia, you crazy bitch!" Jiseon screamed, enraged by Jia's blatant tattling.
"Is so? It seems Kkami still hasn't learned her place. First, we need to do something about that loud mouth of hers."
Dohyung stood up, walked over to the storage room, retrieved a few items, and shut the door. "First, Kkami needs to learn how to shut up. Let me help you with that~."
"W-What are you doing?!" As Dohyung approached, a creeping dread washed over Jiseon. She tried to back away, but the collar chained to the wall made escape impossible.
Without a word, Dohyung stepped up and drove his fist deep into her stomach. "Ugh!"
"Stay still. Don't resist." Dohyung pinned Jiseon to the floor, pulled her arms behind her back, and locked them in handcuffs. Then, he gestured to Jia.
"Nabi, come here."
"Yes, Master." Jia rushed over at his command.
"Strip Kkami's pants off, and bring me her panties."
Jia couldn't fathom what he was planning, but she immediately obeyed. Jiseon thrashed wildly as she realized what was happening, but Dohyung quickly subdued her with a few more heavy blows to her stomach.
"Here they are, Master..."
"Perfect. This will do."
Jia had quickly stripped Jiseon's pants and underwear off, handing the panties to Dohyung. What is he going to do? Unable to predict his next move, Jia stepped back slightly and watched.
Dohyung balled up Jiseon's panties in one hand and shoved them toward her face. "Now, open wide."
"Mph! Mmmph!" Realizing he was trying to stuff her own underwear into her mouth, Jiseon clamped her jaws shut, resisting with all her might.
"I said, open up!"
"Mph... Aaaagh! Mph!" Suddenly, the agonizing pain she had felt in her back that morning flared up again. Jiseon screamed in agony, and the moment her mouth flew open, Dohyung stuffed the panties deep inside. He then quickly strapped a gag over her mouth. With her own underwear filling her oral cavity and the gag securing it in place, she couldn't spit it out or make any coherent sound.
"Mph! Mmmph! Mph-mph-mph!"
"Much better. Still a bit noisy, but at least it's tolerable now."
Jiseon desperately wanted to rip the gag off, but with her hands cuffed behind her back, she was helpless. Dohyung crouched down in front of her, meeting her eyes.
"Now, Kkami. Let me list the things you did wrong today." Dohyung began counting on his fingers.
"First, I explicitly told you not to scream like a banshee... You disobeyed my order, so you'll be punished."
"Second, you're a newcomer who just arrived yesterday. That means you speak formally to Nabi. You are at the absolute bottom of the hierarchy here. Got it?"
"Third, and most obviously, insubordination is strictly forbidden. This rule applies whether I'm in the room or not."
"Fourth, you just called her Lee Jia. There is no one by that name here. The girl standing there is your senior, Nabi. And you are not Kwon Jiseon; you are Kkami."
"I hope you understand now." Having finished his lecture, Dohyung stood up and walked over to Jia.
"Now, hold out your right hand."
"Ah... Yes, Master..." Believing it was finally her turn to be punished, Jia extended her right hand. Her fingers trembled violently with fear of what he might do to her.
Once her hand was out, Dohyung placed a small device with a switch on her palm. It looked like a remote control for some kind of machinery, but Jia had no idea what it actually did.
"What is... this, Master?"
"This? It's a tool for you to use when training Kkami. After all, she's bound to disobey you sometimes, right? But what good is a little cane? How much pain could you possibly inflict on her with that..."
Dohyung flashed a sinister smile at Jia. "So, if Kkami doesn't listen, just press this. It'll make her very obedient."