Now, Fight Each Other
"Phew... You made for a damn good anal fleshlight." Dohyung stretched as soon as Jiseon finished cleaning him up with her mouth. He then shoved the anal plug back into her ass and refastened the chastity belt he had unlocked earlier. Still dazed and unable to gather her senses, Jiseon didn't even think to resist his touch, letting him strap her back into the metal contraption like a limp ragdoll.
"Shall we call it a day, Nabi?"
"Yes, Master!" Jia, who had been masturbating to the sight of Dohyung and Jiseon's anal sex, snapped out of her daze at the sound of her name and quickly scrambled over to him.
"Clean this place up. It's about time you two started taking care of the cleanup, don't you think?" Dohyung pointed around the messy basement, cluttered from the day's events.
"Ah... Y-yes... Master..."
"Good. I'm counting on you, Nabi. See you tomorrow morning." The moment Jia answered, Dohyung turned on his heel and walked out. With that, only Jia and Jiseon remained in the basement—and their leashes were currently unanchored from the wall.
What is this...? Why would he leave us like this? What is he thinking? Jia's mind spun in utter confusion. Since their leashes weren't secured to the wall, escaping the basement was entirely possible. On top of that, Dohyung had literally shown her the way out earlier that day.
Is this... our chance to escape? A spark of hope flared within her. If she moved now, she might actually be able to open the door and run out of this house. Jia took a tentative step toward the basement door. But in that exact moment, a chilling thought froze her in her tracks.
Wait... There's no way he'd make it this easy. Not him. He must have some kind of sick trap waiting for us! Suspicion began to gnaw at her. What if Dohyung was intentionally giving them a window of opportunity just to catch them in the act? What if he was waiting right outside the door, ready to pounce the second they tried to run? Memories of her last failed escape attempt flashed through her mind, making her shudder violently. She had been punished with nipple piercings for that attempt. If she tried to run again and got caught, she couldn't even begin to fathom what horrific torment awaited her. The moment that realization struck, Jia rushed over to Jiseon.
"Ugh... Wh-what are you doing?" Jiseon, still reeling from the aftershocks of the brutal anal sex, was lying on the floor when she saw Jia suddenly rush toward her. Ignoring her, Jia grabbed the chain of Jiseon's iron collar, snapped it onto the wall anchor, and locked it tight.
"Wh-what?! What the hell are you doing?!" Jiseon shrieked at the sudden betrayal.
"What does it look like? Putting things back the way they belong."
"No, I mean... why the fuck are you locking me up?!" Even in her dazed state, Jiseon knew one thing: this was their golden opportunity to escape. She had assumed Jia would think the same and was waiting to regain her strength before making a move. To have Jia lock her up instead was a massive shock.
"Why? Because this is how we're supposed to be."
"No, you idiot! Right now is..."
"Our chance to escape?" Jia cut her off. Jiseon's eyes widened.
"You know that, and you're still doing this?! Ah, I get it. You're planning to escape by yourself, aren't you? You fucking bitch!"
"Escape by myself? What are you talking about, Kkami?" A chill ran down Jiseon's spine at the way Jia addressed her. Jia had called her Kkami before, but this time felt different. It sounded as if Jia truly, genuinely viewed her as nothing more than a dog named Kkami.
"I have no intention of escaping."
"What? What kind of bullshit is that?" Jiseon gasped, utterly dumbfounded by the shocking admission.
"You think this is our chance to run... but I know better. This is a test. Master is testing us to see how we behave when we're left unsupervised."
"Don't talk nonsense! What fucking test?! This is the only time that bastard will ever let his guard down! God damn it!!" Jiseon screamed in frustration, tugging violently at her chain. She thrashed, desperate to break free, but the heavy iron anchor bolted to the wall didn't budge an inch.
"Don't you think this is all way too convenient? Master suddenly leaves us completely unlocked and walks out. And today, he literally took me outside. He could have blindfolded me so I wouldn't memorize the way, but he didn't even bother."
"So what, you're saying this is all a trap?" Jia shook her head at Jiseon's words.
"Don't call it a trap. That's disrespectful. It's a test. A test to see how obedient we can be to Master's wishes." Jiseon let out a scoff of disbelief.
"A test? Give me a break. Just be honest. You're just terrified of getting punished! You're scared shitless of what'll happen if we get caught trying to run!"
"Yes! I don't want to be punished! I hate being punished by Master! The last time I tried to escape, this is what I got!" Jia pointed aggressively at the piercings dangling from her nipples. "If we try to run again and get caught, the punishment will be a hundred times worse. I won't do it!"
"Then let me try! Why the hell did you lock me up?!" This time, it was Jia who scoffed.
"Because you would've gotten caught before you even made it out the door. And then you'd be punished. But do you think you'd be the only one? I'd get punished too for not stopping you!" Jiseon fell silent. When she pictured the scenario of getting caught, she knew Jia was absolutely right. They would both pay the price.
"So just sit there and stay quiet. I'll take care of the cleaning."
"Dammit..." Jiseon slammed her fist against the wall in frustration. Just then, a piece of paper fluttered down in front of her.
"You might as well sit there and memorize this. You're still stuttering through it." Written on the paper was the Slave Declaration that Jia had penned. Jiseon wanted nothing more than to crumple it up and throw it in Jia's face, but she held back. There was absolutely nothing she could do right now anyway.
Ignoring Jiseon, Jia set to work cleaning the basement. Remembering that Dohyung always opened the storage room door when he cleaned, she opened it. Inside lay an array of various torture devices. She had no idea how they worked and had no desire to find out, so she quickly grabbed the cleaning supplies and shut the door. She began scrubbing away the various stains—Dohyung's semen, her own urine, and Jiseon's fluids.
Once she finished cleaning, Jia wanted to take a shower and walked toward the bathroom, but stopped herself. What if he punishes me for washing myself without his permission? Her entire worldview had shrunk to a single, obsessive axis: whether an action would result in punishment or not.
I can just wash tomorrow. I'll ask Master when he gets back. Giving up on the shower, Jia voluntarily attached her own leash to the wall anchor, locking herself back into her cage.
The next morning, Dohyung walked into the basement right on schedule.
"Good morning, Master." The moment Dohyung entered, Jia and Jiseon immediately dropped to the floor, assuming Position Number One in perfect unison to greet him.
"Yeah, morning. You can stand up. Let's see... Wow, you did a pretty thorough job." Dohyung smiled, looking around the basement. He was genuinely impressed to see that all the mess from yesterday had been completely cleared away.
"Thank you, Master." Receiving praise for her cleaning filled Jia with a quiet sense of pride.
"Hmm? Kkami, why aren't you answering? Did you not help clean?"
"Ah, well..."
"You weren't... thinking of escaping, were you?" The sudden coldness in Dohyung's eyes terrified her. Back in the outside world, Jiseon had always done whatever she wanted, regardless of what anyone said. She had never feared another human being in her life. But now, she had subconsciously accepted that she was completely beneath him.
As Jiseon stammered, unable to find her words, Dohyung's icy expression suddenly melted into a bright grin. "Just kidding~. There's no way you'd dare try to escape. Right, Nabi?"
"Yes, that's right! I must spend the rest of my life here atoning for my sins against you, Master!" Jia chimed in instantly at the mention of her name.
"Is that so? Then I suppose I'll have to believe you... Ah, if only I could read your minds."
Though, in reality, I can read your minds with magic. Dohyung was reading both of their thoughts in real-time. Since Jia and Jiseon had no idea magic even existed, they couldn't possibly comprehend this.
"Now, I have an announcement to make. I have some business to attend to, so I won't be able to stay here past 6:00 PM from now on. You can consider everything after that your free time."
"Yes... Master." Both Jia and Jiseon wondered what this "business" was, but neither dared to ask. They knew they wouldn't get a straight answer anyway, and they had no desire to risk upsetting him.
"Alright, since you couldn't wash yesterday, go clean yourselves up first. After that, I'll tell you what we're doing today." Dohyung unlocked their chains one by one.
"Kkami, don't you dare take that plug out of your ass. If you do... well, I'll leave what happens next to your imagination."
"N-no, Master. I would never take it out." Jiseon whimpered as Dohyung unlocked her chastity belt. While the two girls went to wash, Dohyung prepared the setup for the day. When they returned, they were greeted by two large objects hanging from the ceiling. Upon closer inspection, they looked like the heavy mounts used to hang punching bags.
"Alright, come over here. Let me explain today's activity." Jia and Jiseon quickly lined up in front of him as he began his explanation.
"Now that we have two of you gathered here... I thought it would be fun to set up a little competition."
"A... competition, Master?" Jia asked, her voice trembling with anxiety.
"Exactly. A head-to-head match between the two of you. Naturally, there will be a winner and a loser. And when that's decided..." Dohyung paused deliberately, drawing out the suspense to ensure he had their absolute, undivided attention.
"The winner gets a reward, and the loser gets punished."
The mention of punishment sent a jolt of panic through both girls. Until now, as long as they didn't upset Dohyung, they could occasionally get through the day without being punished. But with this competition, the system guaranteed that at least one of them would face his wrath.
"I can read the look on your faces. You don't want to be punished, do you? Then the solution is simple... just win. It's an incredibly straightforward problem, isn't it? Pfft!"
He called it simple, but without knowing what the competition actually entailed, neither could predict their chances of avoiding punishment. They hung on his every word, waiting for him to reveal the rules.
"Now, today's competition is... a contest to see who can climax the most! Between now and lunchtime, I'm going to do a few things to your bodies. All you have to do is let yourselves go and climax as many times as possible. Easy, right? Oh, by the way, if there's a tie, both of you will be punished."
Dohyung continued, his voice dripping with sadistic glee. "And let me tell you what the punishment is in advance. For whoever loses... I'll be using this." Dohyung walked over to the storage room and pulled out a long iron rod. At the very tip of the metal brand were three distinct letters: K. D. H. "Alright, everyone understands, right? Let the games begin."