The First Step into Ruin
"Honey, be careful. Come back safe."
Mi-young waved at Min-ho's back as it vanished through the airport gate. It hurt to watch him go, and yet she was proud—her son, and her lover, stepping out into a wider world.
"You'll be back soon... won't you?"
She murmured it to no one and turned her steps toward the parking lot.
That was when her phone buzzed sharp in her hand. Su-a.
"Sis, I'm at the courthouse. It's taking longer than I thought, so I don't think I can get there until this evening. Go on in ahead of me."
"All right, Su-a. Take your time."
Mi-young ended the call and headed for the taxi stand. Fortunately, an empty cab slid up and stopped.
She opened the rear door and climbed in. In the instant before she could pull it shut, a large man ducked through and dropped into the seat beside her.
"Sorry. Something urgent came up—mind if we share?"
The voice under the cap pulled low over his face was deep and rough.
"What? No, excuse me—"
Startled, Mi-young tried to get back out, but he had already slammed the door. The driver said nothing and pulled away from the curb.
"Hey, where are you going? I might be headed the other way..."
Dread pushed the question out of her.
In that moment the man beside her drew a white cloth from inside his coat and clamped it over her mouth and nose.
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
A harsh chemical stink stabbed up her nose. She raked his arm and fought, but she was no match for a man that size.
Her vision smeared. Strength drained out of her limbs, and her mind began to flicker.
"Sleep tight, lady."
His oily laugh was the last thing she heard. Then Mi-young's world sank into black.
"Nnngh..."
A damp, moldy smell. Mi-young forced her heavy eyelids up.
A dark room. Cement floor, a single iron bed—that was all of it. A place she had never seen.
She tried to move. Her body would not answer.
Both wrists and both ankles were lashed tight to the corners of the bed, her limbs spread-eagled.
"You're awake."
A man's voice came out of the dark.
Mi-young turned her head. Two hard-faced men were looking down at her.
"Wh... who are you...? Where am I...?"
"You're ours now."
The one who seemed to lead them smiled, mean and thin.
"Some guy named Lee Tae-min paid us a fortune for this. Must've hated that Jeong Min-ho something awful, dropping that kind of money just to have one person snatched. Worked out for us, though. We hit the jackpot."
"Tae-min...?"
Something Min-ho had told her flickered through her mind. The rotten actor who had been tormenting him. The knowledge that that man had ordered her kidnapped sent fear crashing over her.
"He told us to ruin you completely. Turn you into a used-up slut so you can never hold your head up again. When that son of yours gets back, it'll be a sight worth seeing."
"Please... let me go... please, spare me..."
Mi-young sobbed out the plea. The men didn't so much as pretend to hear her.
"Not a chance. For the next five days you're going to live a new life in here. When the training's finished, you get sold off to a red-light district."
"No!"
Mi-young screamed.
The man stepped closer and took out a syringe. Purple liquid filled the barrel.
"Know what this is? A new drug that's all the rage lately. We cut it with a powerful aphrodisiac. Stuff that'll put even an elephant in heat."
"Nnngh! Don't!"
He drove the needle into her struggling arm. Cold drug spread out through her veins.
"Give it a little while and you're going to feel wonderful. Enjoy it quietly."
The men snickered and left the room.
The iron door slammed shut, and Mi-young was left alone.
Thirty minutes later.
Something in her body began to go wrong.
Her heart hammered as if it had lost its mind, and every inch of her skin burned. An itch like insects crawling covered her from head to foot.
"Hah... hah... what... is this..."
Worst of all, her lower body grew heavy, and she felt a hot flood of fluid come gushing out of her.
Lust. Nothing she could set beside the ordinary kind—raw, and overwhelming. An emptiness opened in her belly, as if she had been hollowed out, and it was enough to drive her mad.
"N-no... I can't... nngh..."
She clenched her teeth and tried to hold it down, but the drug was far too strong. Her mind bleached white until the only thought left was the need to be held. Her thighs twisted and ground together of their own accord.
A creak.
The iron door opened, and a stranger stepped in.
A middle-aged man, mid-fifties by the look of him, with a gut and a face shining with grease. Greedy eyes traveled over Mi-young where she lay bound to the bed.
"Heh. The dose is hitting you proper. Look how red that face is."
He came closer and tore her clothes off with rough hands.
Riiip!
Blouse and skirt ripped away, and Mi-young's naked body was laid bare.
Five-foot-two, and modest for it. But packed into that small frame was a volume it hardly seemed able to hold—breasts on the point of bursting, a waist drawn tight, and broad, fleshy hips, all of it exposed at once.
"Ohh... killer body. And this is supposed to be her fifties? No fucking way."
He let out a sound of admiration and seized one full breast in a hard grip.
"Who's going to look at these and call them fifty? All that cum you've been taking off that Min-ho kid, is that it? Skin's tight, too. Exactly my type—a married woman in her thirties."
"Haaang! Please... don't touch me..."
Mi-young shook her head and moaned, but the drug had left her nipples so raw that even his crude fingers sent a sharp streak of pleasure straight into her brain.
"Quit playing hard to get. Down here's already a flood."
He forced her legs apart and rubbed a finger over the mouth of her cunt. Thick slick stretched out in strings.
"I'll make you feel good. Lady, starting today, I'm the first man who gets to have you."
He dropped his pants. A thick, dark cock sprang free.
Smaller than Min-ho's. But a hole starved and drugged the way hers was would take anything at all.
"No... don't... Min-ho... Min-ho..."
She called his name by instinct. The man only sneered and pushed in between her thighs.
"Quit looking for that Min-ho. The one in here right now is me."
With no warning at all, he drove into her in a single thrust.
"Kyaaaah!"
The horrible wrongness of a man who was not Min-ho forcing his way inside. And the breathless, packed pressure of being filled without a gap to breathe.
Facing rape for the first time, Mi-young wept without end.
"Aagh...! N-no... I don't want this...!"
In her head she was refusing with everything she had. Cruelly, her flesh was answering in the exact opposite way.
It was because of Min-ho.
All the sex they had shared across the time behind them. Mating that had gone on day and night, with no thought for the hour, had rebuilt Mi-young's body into something helpless before pleasure.
Her cunt and her womb already knew, down in the bone, the taste of what sex could give, and her nerves lay wide open, ready to flare at the smallest touch.
Pour a drug that thick with aphrodisiac into a body like that, and the result was never in doubt. The places Min-ho had taken such pains to awaken met the chemical and detonated together.
Steeped in the drug, her inner walls did not reject the stranger. They welcomed him the way they welcomed Min-ho, clamping down like a starving mouth.
"Oh, fuck. Unreal. What a cunt. What a cunt. Look at it sucking right onto me."
He groaned at the grip of her and started hammering his hips.
The rough smack of flesh on flesh rang through the narrow room. Her fleshy ass and thighs struck his pelvis and shook like jelly.
"Ah! Ah! Nngh...! Hnnn!"
She whipped her head from side to side, trying to deny what was happening, but she could not stop the pleasure climbing out of the deep of her belly. A body already trained by Min-ho had learned to take the mere fact of a penis inside her as its reward.
The drug smeared her shame thin, and the seed of pleasure Min-ho had planted spread through her like a poison mushroom, feeding on the chemical. In the end she began to lift her own hips in time with the stranger's thrusts.
"Feels good, doesn't it? Feels good for you too, right, lady? Say it straight."
"Aaang! Ah! I don't... I don't know...!"
"Don't know, my ass. This pussy won't stop gushing."
He picked up the pace. The impacts came harder, faster.
Mi-young's head snapped back.
"Ah! Ah! There! It's hitting! So deep! Aaaang!"
Ten minutes later.
The drug and the man's rough pistoning came together, and Mi-young hit her first climax.
"Coming! I'm coming! Oh god! Ohhh god!"
A tremendous squirt burst out of her and soaked his stomach.
"Heh. Look at all that water. Filthy slut, for real."
While she sprayed and convulsed, he felt his own finish arrive. He pulled out of her and aimed at her face.
"Here. A present."
Yellowish semen spurted and splattered across her face and over her lips.
She opened her eyes, and the cum caught in her lashes blocked her sight. A fishy, clammy smell.
"Ugh..."
Humiliation shuddered through her. And then it happened.
The addictive agent mixed into the drug took hold of her brain. The smell of the semen in front of her began, strangely, to seem sweet. Her body answered on its own. So did her tongue.
Without meaning to, Mi-young slipped her tongue out and licked the semen from the corner of her mouth, a wet slurp.
"Hahaha! Will you look at that. Licking up the cum too? You that hungry?"
He cackled and patted her cheek.
Mi-young stared at him through glazed eyes and thought:
It tastes good... Why... why does it taste good...?
"This is only the start. For five days I'll feed you until you're sick of the taste."
He left the room, and almost at once a second man came in. This one was a young man in his early twenties, blood running hot.
"Whoa... Noona, your body is seriously insane. Look at the size of those tits."
The moment he was through the door he buried his face in her full breasts and started sucking.
"Aaang! Ah! There... that's too sensitive...!"
Her voice, half scream and half moan, filled the room again.
A body already opened by the first man answered the second more easily, and faster.
A third. A fourth.
Every time the men changed, Mi-young's reason crumbled a little further—and this time, for good.
At first she had fought, and wept. Later she moaned through unfocused eyes and rocked her own waist to the rhythm of whoever was on her.
By the time the fifth man came in, she was already half out of her mind. Sweat and semen coated her from head to toe.
"Harder... harder..."
As he thrust, she murmured it without knowing she had spoken.
"What was that?"
"Harder... fuck me harder... deep... all the way into my womb..."
"Ha. Lady, you really are something else. All right. Just like you want."
He seized her hips and pounded into her like an animal.
"Ah! Ah! It's good! It's so good! Nngh! Min-ho... I'm sorry... but it feels too good...!"
She went under completely, sunk in the swamp of pleasure. Guilt toward Min-ho, the terror of having been kidnapped—before an orgasm that felt ready to split her open, both of them shattered.
"I'm cumming! Take it!"
"Hnnnngh! Your cum! It's hot!"
His hot semen filled her womb and overflowed.
Mi-young shuddered from head to foot and went slack where she lay.
After five men had passed through her, her body was a ruin of semen and sweat. The sheets were soaked through with squirt and slick.
"Hah... hah..."
Even as her mind blurred out, she put her tongue to her lips and licked away another man's semen.
Her body was already heating again, waiting for the next dose. For the next man.
Five days of being kept and used like an animal. A hell—no. A hell made of nothing but pleasure.
On the first night after Min-ho's plane had carried him away, Lee Mi-young, his mother and his lover, took that first step down into corruption.