How Does the Electricity Taste?
Jiseon was enjoying how the situation was playing out. Ever since being kidnapped by Dohyung, her position had always been beneath Jia’s. No matter what happened. She had been beaten by Jia and tortured with electric shocks. She had always been forced to stand in the subordinate’s place, but the fact that she could now hold a higher position than Jia in this game delighted her to no end.
“Nabi-nim? We definitely don’t need to fight each other, right?”
“R-right?”
At this moment, Jiseon could eliminate Jia from the game if she chose to. It had been a long time since she last saw that desperate look in Jia’s eyes directed at her, and she was savoring it.
Eunji, who had been watching Jia’s reaction from the side, finally realized what was happening. She hurried over to Jiseon and dropped to her knees.
“K-Kkami-nim! Please, spare me!”
Eunji knew that if Jiseon picked Jia, she herself would be the one punished in this game. So she begged with everything she had.
“Hmm… what should I do?”
Jiseon fell into a pleasant dilemma as she considered who should receive the punishment. Truthfully, she disliked both Jia and Eunji. Jia had tormented her constantly after the kidnapping, and Eunji had become a nuisance under her command, causing trouble wherever she went.
She weighed which of the two to punish, but when she considered the aftermath, the easiest choice became obvious.
“Habi.”
“Yes?”
“You’ll take the punishment.”
If she made Jia take it, she could enjoy watching her suffer for the rest of the game. But once Dohyung left the basement, Jia would surely scream at her and seek revenge for being chosen. Jiseon wanted to see Jia punished, but she had no desire to suffer the consequences herself. So she settled on Eunji as the safer option.
“N-no… Please, just spare me this once!”
Eunji clung to Jiseon’s leg and cried out. Jia, who had been watching from the side, felt the anxiety melt away the moment Eunji was chosen. A bright smile spread across her face.
She had been slightly worried that Jiseon might punish her out of revenge for all the times she had bullied her. But now that Jiseon had picked Eunji, Jia felt completely relieved.
“Nice, Kkami. Of course the one who should be punished is Habi.”
“Ah… ah…”
“Or… how about this instead? I’ll hit both of you ten times, and whoever can’t endure it gets the punishment. Sound good?”
Jiseon had spoken as if her own punishment was certain, but the moment she offered this chance, Eunji shot to her feet.
“I’ll do it! I’ll do it right now!”
“Good. We’ll take turns, so you first, Habi. Stand at attention.”
It would definitely hurt to be hit ten times by Jiseon, but Eunji told herself it would still be better than whatever Dohyung would do. She clenched her teeth and resolved to endure. When Jiseon ordered her to stand at attention, she straightened her posture immediately.
Thud!
Jiseon’s fist slammed straight into Eunji’s stomach. The impact knocked the breath out of her. She dropped to her knees and collapsed to the floor.
“Cough… hack! Urgh!”
The punch, thrown with every ounce of Jiseon’s strength, hurt far more than Eunji had expected. The thought of enduring nine more made her head spin. For a second she even wondered if it might be better to just accept the punishment.
But Eunji forced herself back up. She told herself that the pain she felt, Jia would feel too. She just had to hold on.
Tap!
That was only what Eunji had assumed. Jiseon’s fist touched Jia’s stomach exactly as it had Eunji’s, yet it was nothing more than a light brush. Jia showed no sign of pain at all. It was obvious Jiseon had deliberately gone easy on her.
When Jiseon turned back toward her with a smile, the expression looked demonic in Eunji’s eyes. A devil determined to make her take the punishment no matter what.
Thud!
Another fist drove into her stomach. The pain was so intense Eunji thought she might faint. She dropped to her knees once more.
Enduring repeated blows to the stomach was not something Eunji had ever experienced. While she was still reeling, head spinning from the agony, she looked up to find Jiseon already standing over her again after tapping Jia.
“What are you doing? You need to get up. Or are you giving up?”
Jiseon smiled wickedly as she looked down at her. Eunji wanted to punch that face more than anything, but she knew she could do nothing. Tears welled up in her eyes.
She had lived a humiliating life ever since arriving here, but she had never imagined being treated like a complete fool by Jia and Jiseon like this.
To Eunji, Jia had always been nothing but a pretty-faced idiot. A brainless bitch who could only survive as a celebrity because of her looks and had no other talents whatsoever. She had never felt jealous of Jia’s appearance. She believed her own face and body were more than sufficient, and that she was the truly capable one—the woman who could build real wealth through business.
She had always thought that in time Jia’s only weapon, her beauty, would fade, while she would continue climbing higher through her business, maintaining her position among the elite. That was why she had looked down on Jia so casually, calling her an idiot to her face whether Jia understood or not. Watching the reactions had been genuinely entertaining.
If Jia was a pretty-faced idiot, then Jiseon was simply a strong idiot. In high school, Jiseon had used the brute force Eunji lacked to handle annoying problems. Eunji had used her frequently when bullying Dohyung, treating her like a right-hand thug.
When Jiseon asked for money, Eunji would toss her pocket change the way one might buy dog food. She used to find it hilarious how Jiseon would smile so happily over such pathetic amounts.
But look at them now. The two she had once looked down on were now treating her like a fool, turning her into the idiot.
The reality that she had to suffer this humiliation at the hands of people who had once been nothing was unbearably unfair. Of course, she knew the true target of her resentment was Dohyung. She had never imagined that the boy who had been their perfect toy in high school—someone who would spill endless entertainment the moment you poked him—would return for revenge like this.
Back then he had been an ordinary citizen who, upon seeing them in pain and begging for mercy, only wanted to trample them even harder. Now she had to call that same person “Master” and fawn over him just to survive. The whole situation still felt like a nightmare.
These bugs… every last one of them was nothing but a bug…
Eunji had believed her life was a complete success. Born to the right parents, she had never wanted for money. She had taken over the family business and grown it even larger. It was successful enough that ordinary people would consider it one of Korea’s top corporations, generating wealth beyond their imagination. She had even reached into politics by using Taehyun, the son of a congressman.
Taehyun had followed her around like a puppy because he liked her, making him easy to manipulate. By marrying him, she thought she had secured both money and power.
I was living as a winner in life… so what the hell is this…?
Now there was no one on her side. Not Jia or Jiseon, whom she had treated like fools. Not even Taehyun, who had once shared power with her. There was only the laughter of those who enjoyed tormenting her.
She resented Dohyung most of all. In high school, if she had given him money he should have stayed quiet and lived his pathetic life. Instead he was now committing this insane act of revenge. She wanted to beat him to death.
But reality refused to bend to Eunji’s wishes.
Bam!
Jiseon kicked Eunji while she remained kneeling on the floor, unable to stand.
“Urgh!”
“I told you to endure it, but you couldn’t even get up. You have no complaints now, right? Then it’s decided—you’ll be the one punished.”
Jiseon loosened her fists and slowly walked toward Eunji. The pain from the kick left Eunji unable to run. After taking multiple punches to the stomach, she finally lost consciousness.
Dohyung, who had been watching the entire scene from his chair, stood up and approached the three women.
“Is it over? Then the one receiving punishment in this game will be Habi.”
Jia and Jiseon were overjoyed to hear Dohyung confirm the decision. The thought that they had avoided punishment today filled them with delight.
“Prepare Habi for her punishment. Remember the chair from last time? Tie her to it with her legs raised high so her pussy is clearly visible. I’ll go upstairs and bring the tools for her punishment.”
“Yes, Master!”
Jia and Jiseon quickly lifted the unconscious Eunji, sat her on the chair, and bound her tightly so she could not move.
“Uh… uhm…?”
The feeling of something touching her body slowly brought Eunji back to consciousness. But by the time she fully woke, she was already completely restrained to the chair.
“Ah! Ah! Untie me! I don’t want to be punished!”
“What the hell are you babbling about? Just stay quiet until Master comes down.”
Eunji struggled desperately to free herself, but the ropes were tied too tightly. While Jia and Jiseon waited in anticipation to see what punishment Eunji would receive, they heard the sound of Dohyung approaching the basement.
“Habi’s awake. Then I suppose I should show her what punishment she’ll be getting today, shouldn’t I?”
Eunji was terrified of Dohyung. She had no idea what he was about to do to her.
Dohyung looked at the frightened woman, set the machine he carried on the floor, and picked up the connected clamps. He pinched her nipple with the metal teeth.
“Now, shall we start with a little taste?”
“What?”
Ignoring Eunji’s dazed response, Dohyung flipped the switch on the machine.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaagh!”
Eunji let out a scream filled with pure agony.
“How does electricity taste?”
The electric shock Eunji was experiencing was far more painful than any of the electric torture Jiseon had endured so far.