Leading the Race, Tasting Despair
Dohyung continued explaining the final rule. "Now, if the dildo slips out, it doesn't just get replaced with a thicker one. Every time you drop it, we'll be adding one of these weights to your cart. So, you'd better do your best to keep it inside you." The weight Dohyung held up was roughly five hundred grams. Every time Jiseon or Taehyun let the dildo slip from their anus while pulling, their cart's weight would increase by five hundred grams.
"The dildo thickness maxes out at level ten, but the weights can be added infinitely, so watch out. Though, I wonder if Kkami's anus is already so loose that she'll just keep dropping it? Pfft!" Jiseon did her best to swallow the humiliation of Dohyung's mockery.
"And for the final rule... if, by some miracle, neither of you manages to cross the finish line, you will both receive the painful punishment reserved for the loser. Kkami, you've already experienced it, haven't you?" "Ugh... Yes, Master..." Jiseon recalled her very first match against Jia. Because they had ended up climaxing the exact same number of times, she had been branded with the initials 'K. D. H.' on her buttocks. It was a memory she could never forget.
"The time limit is sunset—you must cross the line by seven o'clock. Right now, it's... about three. It's only a thirty-meter track, so I'm sure it won't take you four hours. I believe in my slaves, so do your best." Having finished his explanation of the race, Dohyung turned around.
"From now on, I'm just going to watch. Nabi here will act as the referee, so play fair. Got it?" With those words, Dohyung brought over a chair, placing it a short distance away from the track where Jiseon and Taehyun would race, and sat down comfortably.
Once Dohyung was out of earshot, Jiseon glared at Jia, her voice dripping with anger. "Are you happy now?" "Hmm? What do you mean, Kkami?" "You betrayed us to live comfortably all by yourself! How does it feel?!" "She's right! If you had helped us, we could have escaped!" Taehyun joined in, shouting at Jia. Both of their voices were thick with a sense of betrayal and utter disbelief.
Jia let out a soft chuckle at their outbursts. "Betrayal? I was always on Master's side from the very beginning. You two were the crazy ones for trying to run away from him. And even if I had helped you, you would never have escaped Master anyway." "...Crazy bitch." "Say whatever you want. Soon enough, you'll regret ever opening your mouth." "What is that supposed to mean?" "You'll find out soon enough. Why should I bother explaining? Now, Master wants us to get this show on the road, so let's get this race started." Jia spoke with amusement as she picked up the dildos connected to the carts' ropes.
"Fuck... Fuck!!" "No... I don't want to do this!" Ignoring their protests, Jia shoved the dildos deep into both of their anuses. Perhaps because it was only the first stage, the dildos were relatively thin compared to standard ones, sliding easily into their backsides. "Ugh..." "Now... get ready." As Jia moved to the side of the starting line, Jiseon and Taehyun stumbled forward to position themselves behind it. Trying to move while ensuring the dildo lodged inside their rectums didn't slip out was far harder than they had anticipated. Fuck... It feels like it's going to fall out if I move even an inch... Just as Dohyung had warned, if the current dildo slipped out, it would be replaced by a thicker one. Jiseon stood at the starting line, her heart heavy with anxiety.
"You two are not allowed to bump into or interfere with each other during the race. Your only goal is to crawl forward. If you break this rule, I will personally hand out penalties, so watch yourselves." After laying down the ground rules, Jia raised her hand, signaling the start of the race. "Ready... Go!" "Aaaaargh!" "Aaack!"
At Jia's signal, Jiseon and Taehyun tried to crawl forward with all their might. But even that proved incredibly difficult. "Ugh... What is this..." Because the first-stage dildo was so thin, even the slightest tug on the cart made it feel as though the toy would slip right out, throwing them into a panic. Jiseon and Taehyun clenched their sphincters as hard as they could, trying to drag the carts behind them, but they couldn't stop the sensation of the dildos slowly... ever so slowly, sliding out.
"Ugh... No!!" In that moment, the first to lose their grip was Taehyun. "Oh my, looks like Amta's dildo slipped out. Well, since you're still at the starting line, at least your distance won't be reset... But here is your extra weight!" Jia sang out cheerfully, dropping a five-hundred-gram weight into Taehyun's cart. She then tossed the discarded toy aside, replaced it with a slightly thicker one, and shoved it deep into Taehyun's anus. "Aaaaargh!"
Unlike Jiseon, Taehyun was still entirely unaccustomed to having his anus used, making even the level-two dildo an agonizing torment. He could barely distinguish whether this nightmare was reality or a dream. Having a dildo shoved up his backside and being forced to drag a cart with it to cross a finish line—the sheer absurdity of the race made him feel as though his grasp on reality was slipping away entirely. He couldn't comprehend how such a thing could happen in the world he once knew, let alone why it was happening to him. The sheer helplessness of his situation suffocated him, tempting him to just give up and lie still.
Yet, there was only one reason Taehyun held on. To escape this place and see his beloved Eunji again. That single hope was the only thing keeping him anchored in this living hell. "Ugh... Aaaaaargh!!" Squeezing out every last drop of his strength, Taehyun dragged his arms forward, pulling the cart along with him.
Watching from afar, Dohyung read Taehyun's thoughts and let out a pleased smile. Living for that bitch Eunji, are we? In that case, the sweetest despair will be cutting that final thread of hope right when he thinks he's holding onto it. Humans always lived with a sliver of hope in their hearts. That hope served as the engine that drove their will to survive. So... what kind of face will you make when that hope is shattered in an instant? I can't wait to see it.
Dohyung pulled out a bottle of alcohol he had brought along, took a swig, and watched the race unfold. It didn't matter to him who won. Whether they won or lost, he would simply inflict physical and mental torment upon them under the guise of punishment. Watching them writhe in agony, filling his chest with sadistic ecstasy—that was Dohyung's sole pleasure in life now. And once he dragged Eunji here, all four of the people he sought vengeance against would be gathered in one place. In other words, the grand finale he desired was drawing near. Even before kidnapping them after his return, Dohyung had already decided the ultimate fate of all four. And the first one to meet their end would be...
"Well, I should take my time training them and see how it goes. Plans can always change, after all." Chuckling to himself, Dohyung took another long swig straight from the bottle.
"Haa... Haa..." Roughly two hours had passed since the race began. Looking at their progress, Jiseon was in an overwhelming lead. Taehyun, completely unaccustomed to having a dildo inside his anus, struggled to even pull the cart. Every time he tried to exert force, the toy would slip out, repeating the vicious cycle. Before he knew it, he was already on the level-seven dildo.
"Aaaaargh! That... That won't fit!!" "Shut up. If I push hard enough, anything fits." Just when Taehyun managed to make a little progress, the dildo would slip out, resetting him back to the starting line. Once again, he had dropped it and was forced back to the start, where Jia was brutally forcing the next toy inside him. Since the dildos were getting incredibly thick, shoving them into Taehyun's backside was becoming a monumental task. If his arms and legs hadn't been bound, Taehyun might have thrashed around to resist her. But in his current state, all he could do was squirm his hips in a futile attempt to escape, which Jia easily shut down by climbing on top of him.
"Hup! Whew... See? I told you, if you push hard enough, it goes in." "Uuugh..." Shoved in by Jia's relentless hands, the level-seven dildo was finally forced deep inside Taehyun's rectum. "Ah, but it looks like you tore a little." Forcing such a massive toy inside had ultimately torn Taehyun's sphincter. But Jia didn't care. Previously, Dohyung had ordered her not to leave any permanent wounds on the slaves, but before this race, he had given her a different instruction: "Don't go easy on them just because the thick dildos won't fit. Just shove them in! I don't care if their rectums tear." Armed with Dohyung's permission to inflict damage, Jia had no reason to hold back. The only issue was that the sheer agony had caused Taehyun to lose consciousness.
"Hmm... He fainted. Meanwhile, that bitch is making amazing progress." Jia stared in wonder at Jiseon, who had already crossed the halfway mark, a stark contrast to Taehyun, who hadn't even managed to leave the starting area. Jiseon had dropped her dildo a few times as well, but nowhere near as often as Taehyun. Perhaps due to her experience being repeatedly penetrated by Dohyung, she had learned how to clench her sphincter tightly, allowing her to drag the cart without letting the toy slip out.
"Haa... Haa... Just a little more..." Currently holding a level-four dildo inside her anus, Jiseon crawled forward inch by inch. Crawling on her elbows and knees was painful enough, but the real challenge was dragging the cart solely by the rope wedged in her backside. The hardest part was getting the cart to move from a dead stop. At first, trying to yank it forward only caused the dildo to slip out, adding weights and making the cart heavier. But Jiseon, who had always been physically coordinated, had figured out the trick. Once she clamped her anus tightly around the dildo and got the cart rolling, the key was to keep moving—even if only by millimeters—so the cart never lost its momentum. Thanks to this, she had pulled far ahead of Taehyun.
Dragging her battered body, Jiseon crept closer and closer to the finish line. With less than a quarter of the distance remaining, she celebrated her impending victory in her mind. Almost there. Sorry, Taehyun, but... I'm winning this race. Jiseon had no desire to face Dohyung's agonizing punishments either; winning was her only hope of receiving a lighter penalty. Believing her victory was practically guaranteed, Jiseon dragged herself forward, step by painful step.
"Huh? Ugh!" Suddenly, the cart that had been rolling smoothly behind her became incredibly heavy, refusing to budge. The sudden resistance nearly yanked the dildo right out of her anus, making her heart leap into her throat. Bewildered, Jiseon looked back, only to see an unbelievable sight.
"Hello~ What are you doing? You need to cross the finish line quickly." There stood Jia... pressing her foot firmly down on Jiseon's cart. The cart was already heavy enough with the added weights, but with Jia's body weight pressing down on it, it was physically impossible for Jiseon to move it in her current state.
"W-What the hell do you think you're doing..." "Huh? What was that?" "I mean... what... what are you doing, Miss Jia?" Jiseon was utterly dumbfounded. She had been making perfect progress, only for Jia to walk over and blatantly sabotage her. Remembering that Dohyung had told them to play fair, Jiseon had spoken informally out of sheer absurdity before catching herself and quickly switching back to polite speech.
"What am I doing? Well... I'm sabotaging you, obviously~" "...What do you mean? You said we weren't allowed to interfere!" "Ah, that?" Jia smiled brightly. In that smile, Jiseon caught a chilling glimpse of Dohyung's sadistic grin.
"I did say that. I said you couldn't interfere with each other during the race. But that only applies to the two of you. I'm the referee, so it doesn't apply to me, does it?" "How does that make any sense?!" "Oh, it makes perfect sense. Just like this." Jia took her foot off the cart and slowly walked toward Jiseon. Panic seized Jiseon, and she tried to crawl forward, but there was no way she could outrun Jia in her condition. Jia grabbed the rope connecting Jiseon's dildo to the cart and pulled it toward herself.
"Ah, aaaaaargh!! No!!!" "Hehehe! Come on, slip out already!" Jiseon clenched her sphincter with everything she had, desperate to keep the dildo from being yanked out by Jia's pull. If she dropped it here, she would be sent all the way back to the starting line. She couldn't let that happen. But she was no match for Jia's strength, and the dildo was ruthlessly popped out of her anus.
"Haa... Damn it!! Why are you doing this?! Why are you sabotaging me?!" Furious at the realization that she had to go all the way back to the start, Jiseon screamed at Jia. Jia merely giggled in response.
"Well... because I bet on Amta to win this race. While you two were knocked out, Master explained the rules to me and said if I guess the winner correctly, he'll give me a reward. Oh, and there's no penalty even if I guess wrong. Isn't that amazing?" Hearing this, Jiseon felt like she might faint from sheer absurdity. In short, Jia was free to interfere with the race whenever she pleased, and because she had bet on Taehyun, she would continuously sabotage Jiseon's progress to ensure his victory.
"Fuck... Fuck!!!" Jiseon's screams of pure rage echoed throughout the garden, shattering against the cruel, unbelievable reality.