Reversed Dynamics
Dohyung found the current situation incredibly amusing. He had added this rule to the game thinking it would be entertaining if it ever came up, but he hadn't expected it to happen so soon. Role Reversal. A game played in hierarchical organizations where ranks are playfully flipped. Dohyung had incorporated it into this game solely for his own amusement.
He had fully expected that if the game progressed, Jia, who held the highest position, would use her authority to threaten Jiseon and Eunji. In fact, that was already happening. Anticipating this, Dohyung thought it would be hilarious to shatter Jia's sense of security, so he had included an option in the game to disrupt the seemingly immutable hierarchy.
Even Dohyung hadn't expected Eunji to draw it consecutively—especially the very day after she had been used as a punching bag by both Jia and Jiseon.
When Jia peeled off the white tape on Lot No. 1 and saw the words Role Reversal, the expressions on all three of their faces were a sight to behold. It seemed they all knew what the game meant. Dohyung's heart swelled with delight as he watched Eunji's face light up with a bright smile while dark shadows fell over Jia and Jiseon's faces.
"You all know what Role Reversal is, right? It means swapping your ranks. But of all people, Heavy had to draw it. Pfft, hahaha!"
Role Reversal is a game that those at the top of a hierarchy dread the most. Naturally, who would want to play a game that drags them down to the very bottom? The fact that it had been drawn by Jia, who currently held the highest rank in the basement, made it exquisitely entertaining for Dohyung.
"Um... Master? Then what happens to us?" Jia, who had drawn the lot, raised her hand tentatively and asked Dohyung. As the most anxious one here, it was a natural reaction.
"Ah, before I explain in more detail, put the slip you drew back into the Game Box."
"Ah, yes, Master." Jia immediately did as she was told, returning the slip she had drawn to the Game Box.
"Now, your ranks will change starting now, but it won't be a simple top-to-bottom reversal. If we did that, it would be a bit unfair to Kkami, wouldn't it? Only the ranks above her would swap, leaving Kkami's position completely unchanged."
Since there were currently three of them, a simple inversion would only swap Jia and Eunji's positions, leaving Jiseon unaffected.
"So, what I've decided is to elevate the person at the very bottom to the very top. In other words, from this moment on, the Chief Administrator is you, Heavy. Next in line is Navi, and then Kkami. Got it?"
Hearing Dohyung's explanation, the three of them easily understood. Watching their expressions, Dohyung smiled amusedly and continued his explanation.
"Now, you must be wondering: will these new ranks stay this way permanently? That's your biggest question, isn't it?"
The three of them nodded. This was of paramount importance to them. Having witnessed Jia's tyranny, they knew better than anyone, in real-time, the immense advantages of holding the highest position.
If this change were permanent, it would be a blessing for Eunji and an absolute catastrophe for Jia. As for Jiseon, who was caught in the middle, she would drop to the lowest rank, and there was no telling what kind of retaliatory abuse she would suffer from Eunji.
It was almost hard to believe that Eunji had drawn this rank-swapping lot right after being tormented twice. It felt so perfect that one might suspect Dohyung of rigging it.
But Dohyung hadn't rigged anything. Although he could easily manipulate the slips in the Game Box to produce any outcome he wanted, he preferred to enjoy the randomness and rarely interfered with the draws—except for replacing the Return Home Lot with a Reset lot. Of course, he fully intended to step in during the games if things didn't go to his liking.
Regardless, the three captives focused all their attention on Dohyung, waiting to hear his crucial answer.
"To give you the short answer: no, it's not permanent."
Hearing Dohyung's words, Jia let out a sigh of relief, while Eunji's brow furrowed in disappointment.
"I told you to put the slip back in the Game Box, right? If Lot No. 1 is drawn again tomorrow, then Kkami will rise to the highest rank. In other words, it rotates."
"Ah... then what about Lot No. 1...?"
"I'll remove it from the Game Box once Heavy returns to her original rank. Originally, I was going to leave it in there forever, but that would be too cruel to you girls, wouldn't it? Kuhuhu! Instead, whenever this is active, I won't interfere at all. You girls can spend your time however you like."
As soon as Dohyung finished speaking, Eunji raised her hand.
"So... that means it starts right now?"
"Yeah."
The moment Eunji got her answer, she spun around and kicked Jiseon squarely in the stomach.
Caught completely off guard by the sudden assault, Jiseon took the blow to her abdomen and tumbled backward onto the floor.
"Ugh... y-you fucking bitch..." Jiseon, wheezing from the kick, tried to push herself up, but Eunji stomped her foot down hard on Jiseon's hand.
"Agh! Argh..."
Pinning Jiseon's hand to the floor, Eunji began to stomp on her mercilessly.
"Fuck! Die! You dog-like bitch! Just die!"
Eunji vented all her recent grievances, battering Jiseon without pity. Jiseon curled into a ball, shielding her head with her arms to minimize the damage. Having been on the receiving end of many beatings, she knew how to protect herself from sustaining fatal injuries, but she still couldn't believe she was being brutally stomped on by Eunji—someone she had been tormenting like a toy just yesterday.
Jia, watching from the side, was equally stunned. She had assumed her reign would last forever until they escaped this place. She had never imagined a scenario like this could occur.
Pausing her assault on Jiseon, Eunji turned her head and locked her gaze on Jia, who was standing frozen, watching the spectacle.
"Hey, you big-breasted retard." Eunji walked over to Jia, reached out, and pinched one of her nipples, twisting it viciously.
"Ahn!"
"What a vulgar piercing for a vulgar body. You didn't have this before you came here, so Master must have put it in your nipple, right?"
"Y-yes..."
Eunji twisted the nipple even harder at Jia's response.
"Your tone is a bit short, don't you think? Remember who's on top right now!"
"Ugh, ah... I-I'm sorry... Mistress Heavy..."
Satisfied with the response, Eunji let go. Released from her grip, Jia backed away, cupping her throbbing nipple. Jiseon also staggered to her feet, nursing her bruised body.
Looking at the two of them, Eunji felt an overwhelming wave of satisfaction. This was exactly what she had dreamed of—a reality where Jia and Jiseon had to obey her every word without a single peep of protest.
"Looks like you all understand your places now. Well, I'll be taking my leave... enjoy yourselves." Dohyung, who had been watching from his chair, stood up and walked over to Eunji.
"You already know this, but... training them is fine, but if you break them too much, I'll break you. Got it?"
"Y-yes... Master... gasp!" Dohyung spoke in a gentle voice, but his hand gripped Eunji's shoulder with crushing force. Pressed down by his hand, Eunji could only nod frantically in obedience.
"Good. See you tomorrow, then."
Once Dohyung left the basement, only the three girls remained.
A heavy silence fell over the room. After a tense moment, Eunji was the first to break the quiet.
"I never imagined a day like this would come. Did you? You fucking bitches."
"N-no... Mistress Heavy..." Jia and Jiseon nodded submissively, answering in hushed, cautious voices.
Just yesterday, Eunji had to grovel on the floor and beg for forgiveness at their slightest whim. Who could have predicted that she would now be ruling over them? The only saving grace was that this wouldn't last forever. If Lot No. 1 was drawn again, Jiseon would be the next to rise to the top.
The problem was that there was no way to deliberately pick Lot No. 1 from the random Game Box. They could only pray for it to be drawn.
"Whew... Hey, Kkami! Come over here and be my chair." Eunji pointed to the floor, calling Jiseon over.
Jiseon wanted to snap back, but she had no choice. Clenching her fists, she walked over and got down on all fours in front of Eunji.
Eunji sat down on Jiseon's back, then reached down and grabbed the anal plug inserted in Jiseon's rear.
"Wearing this must be incredibly uncomfortable... Want me to pull it out for you?"
"N-no, I'm fine..."
"No need to be polite." Ignoring Jiseon's protest, Eunji yanked the anal plug straight out of her.
Instead of pulling it out slowly, she ripped it out in one sharp motion. Jiseon gasped in shock, her body momentarily losing strength and buckling.
"Ah!"
When Jiseon wobbled, Eunji smacked her hard on the back of her head.
"A chair isn't supposed to move! Don't lose your balance over something like this."
Eunji inspected the freshly pulled anal plug, then tossed it toward where Jia was standing.
Startled by the flying object, Jia instinctively caught it.
"Hey! Use that to masturbate right now."
"What?"
"I said, shove it in your pussy and masturbate!"
Jia stared at her in disbelief. Eunji was ordering her to masturbate with Jiseon's used anal plug. She wanted to refuse such a disgusting command, but as of today, Eunji held absolute power. Unable to defy her, Jia had no choice but to force the plug into her vagina.
As the foreign shape—so different from a dildo—stretched her open, a soft whimper escaped Jia's lips.
"Vulgar slut. Those nipple and pussy piercings really suit you, Navi. Pfft, hahaha!"
Normally, if one feared future retaliation, they wouldn't dare act this way, knowing Eunji could drop back down to the bottom at any moment. But Eunji chose not to care. She refused to walk on eggshells around Jia and Jiseon out of fear of a Lot No. 1 draw that might never happen. Besides, she knew with absolute certainty that if either of them rose to the top, they would torment her just as ruthlessly.
If so, wasn't it only logical to enjoy her reign to the absolute fullest while she had it? Having made up her mind, Eunji resolved to torment Jia and Jiseon without mercy.
Watching Jia stand there masturbating with the anal plug as ordered, and Jiseon acting as her silent, motionless chair, Eunji felt a deep desire to keep this position forever. She began to ponder if there was a way to manipulate the system to ensure she stayed at the top until they finally left this place.
Back in his room, Dohyung watched Eunji tormenting the other two on his monitor, enjoying it as if it were a variety show.
"Masturbating by shoving an anal plug into her pussy... how creative."
That wasn't all. Eunji made the two of them play rock-paper-scissors, and then shoved her ass into the loser's face, ordering them to lick her anus. Dohyung figured this was revenge for when Eunji had been forced to lick his own backside to avoid their wrath.
Eunji spared no effort in tormenting them, slapping Jia's breasts, punching Jiseon in the stomach, and finding all sorts of cruel ways to abuse them.
She didn't even leave them alone during meals. She walked over to their cereal bowls and pissed directly into them instead of milk, forcing them to eat it.
Watching Eunji's entertaining antics, Dohyung lost track of time until he realized it was already late at night.
"Man, watching those bitches suffer is so entertaining, the hours just fly by."
Having thoroughly enjoyed his daily dose of amusement, Dohyung decided to head out. Staying cooped up inside had left his body feeling stiff, so he went out for a walk to stretch his legs. On his way, he decided to buy some alcohol and headed toward the convenience store he had visited before.
"H-hello..."
Upon entering the convenience store, Dohyung was greeted by the same stuttering female clerk as last time. Despite the weather being much warmer than yesterday, she was wearing a thin but long-sleeved shirt. Dohyung placed his selected drinks on the counter and studied her closely.
Last time, he had simply found her odd and thought nothing of it, but today, his eyes were strangely drawn to her.
"Huh... wait a minute?"
As he observed the clerk, a sudden sense of familiarity washed over him. He felt like he had seen her somewhere before, even though her face was heavily obscured by long bangs that made him wonder how she could even see.
Since he couldn't just brush her hair aside, Dohyung quietly cast a clairvoyance spell to peer through her bangs and look at her face.
"Wait... are you... Park Minah?"
"...Excuse me?"
The moment Dohyung saw her face, he recognized her instantly. Although she had transferred schools midway through, she was the only classmate who had ever taken his side. Dohyung had never forgotten her face, not even for a single moment.
"How do you know my name..."
Dohyung had worried she might just be a lookalike, but Minah's reaction confirmed his suspicion. However, as he looked closer through his clairvoyance spell, his brow furrowed at what lay hidden beneath her bangs.
Her face was marred by a severe, hideous burn scar.