The Dangers of the Hand of God
I was relieved that my older sister and I shared similar sexual tastes. Watching her bizarre behavior gave me a crystal-clear understanding of what happened to a person when you pumped lust straight into their head. It wasn’t just that they became a brainless sex addict. Their libido and their specific sexual preferences seemed to get pushed to the extreme.
Yeah, thinking back on how she acted and talked at the beginning makes it obvious.
Sieun hadn’t gone completely feral from the start. She’d tried to suppress her boiling queenly instincts, seducing me in an attempt to get me to unlock the handcuffs. She wasn’t just mindlessly chanting “cock” and “pussy” while chasing sex. She could still scheme and exercise patience if it meant satisfying her own inclinations. If we were talking zombies, she wasn’t a regular one—she was an intelligent zombie.
Ha… this is a real headache.
If she had simply turned into a sex-crazed idiot, all I’d have to do was stick my dick in her and everything would be fine. But if her intelligence stayed intact while only her sexual tastes went completely insane, that was a problem. I might end up creating the greatest psychopathic sex criminal of all time with my own hands.
What if… Yeonju turns into a crazy yandere or something…
—Shudder.
Just imagining it sent a chill down my spine. With Sieun, I’d already known her nature was that of a femdom queen, so it wasn’t that shocking. I’d only been nervous because it was my first time learning exactly how the Hand of God worked. But Yeonju was different. She was my healing button, the purest, kindest, cutest girl in the world. The idea that she might actually be a deranged yandere was something I could never accept.
Of course, it’s still just a hypothesis… but the possibility exists… Hoo… At this point, I have no choice but to study this properly.
The Hand of God was an incredibly dangerous ability, but it was equally captivating. Since I couldn’t avoid using it for the rest of my life, I might as well learn to use it right.
Hmm. The situation isn’t bad. I have a test subject right here.
With a burning academic curiosity filling my chest, I met the eyes of Cha Sieun. She had been rampaging for a long time before gradually falling silent. Now she was staring at me with her mouth shut, looking like she wanted to tear me apart. This was the first time in my life I had ever felt such passion for exploring something. I was learning in a hotel room the kind of feeling I should have had back in school.
“Sis, do you know what I’m really thankful to you for?”
“…I told you not to speak without my permission, you slave-cock bastard…”
“There’s no better test subject than you.”
“Fuck… shut up… Let me go right now. How dare a slave… how dare you do this to me…!!”
No matter how I thought about it, it was a stroke of luck that my test subject was Cha Sieun. Even if I had run around the city trying to find one, I never would have found a specimen as perfect as her.
I’m seriously so glad it’s Sieun noona.
First of all, her body was strong, so no matter how crazy she got, I didn’t have to worry. If Yeonju or Mihee had gone as wild as Sieun, their bodies wouldn’t have survived. Their bones would have broken and joints dislocated in no time. On top of that, her mentality and sexual preferences were so solid and firm that I didn’t have to worry about her personality suddenly flipping. The current Sieun was simply an extreme spicy version. She still had the same inclinations, only now they were drenched in capsaicin and turned up to the absolute limit. It was so spicy that most people probably couldn’t handle it, but still.
And finally, the best part of all was that Sieun was the type of person who wanted to dominate others—just like me. In my opinion, if you wanted to dominate someone, you had to be prepared to be dominated yourself. It sounded a bit cringe, but it was true. Regardless of the moral right or wrong of one’s tastes, if someone had decided to control others however they wanted, they had no right to complain when they themselves were controlled in return. Domination was a war of eating or being eaten, a clash where both sides wagered their very existence. You couldn’t go to the battlefield and ask the enemy why they were trying to kill you.
That didn’t mean it was automatically justified for me to play with Sieun however I pleased. But at least the guilt was far lighter. The overall conclusion of all this was that this opportunity was an absurdly good stroke of luck that had fallen into my lap out of nowhere.
Plus, from what I’d heard while she was bathing earlier, Sieun had the day off today. She didn’t have to go to work, which meant we had plenty of time. I could take it slow and do everything I wanted.
“Sis, should I untie you?”
“Untie me right now, you slave bastard.”
“That filthy mouth of yours is going to be a problem. Just stay tied up and cool your head for a while.”
For now, I left her alone to see how long this state would last. It was my first time in this kind of situation, but I was certain it wouldn’t last forever. Lust was a type of ki, and ki was something that flowed in and out. If I waited, the lust injected into her head would eventually drain away.
How long this state lasts is important, so I’ll just have to endure the boredom.
If it lasted a whole day or longer, that would be troublesome. It might even make daily life impossible. I could only hope it was shorter than that.
I sat in a chair, playing on my phone and occasionally glancing over to check on her condition. After about thirty minutes, I could see her state beginning to change. The lust flickering around her head, which had been blinking almost every second, started blinking more slowly before gradually fading. And the moment the flickering stopped completely, something astonishing happened.
“Minjun? Why are you sitting there like that??”
“Don’t tell me… you don’t remember, Sis…?”
“Remember what? And why are you suddenly sitting down… Huh…? What is this? Something feels weird…”
“…”
It wasn’t an act. If that was acting, Sieun deserved the Academy Award for Best Actress. She had genuinely lost her memories.
The memories… disappear? In that case…
I walked over to the table, took the leather handcuffs from her handbag, and while she was still confused about her memory loss, I quickly bound both of her ankles. It was a scumbag move, but it couldn’t be helped. I still had a mountain of experiments left to run. If I left both her legs free, she would interfere too much.
“Minjun… what the hell are you doing right now?”
“…”
Without saying a word, I activated the Hand of God and injected lust into her head. The longer the time she retained her memories, the more confused she would only become. If I was going to do it anyway, it was best to be as fast and thorough as possible. It was the same principle as a circumcision. The moment my hand touched her, lust began to sparkle around her head, and the reaction came immediately.
“…Let me go!!! Let me go!!!”
“…How does it feel to stay tied up like this? This time I even bound your feet.”
“You son of a bitch!! How long are you going to keep me tied up!! Let me go!!! You slave bastard!! A slave like you!! A slave like yooou!!!”
Her violent reaction made my head throb. I had suspected it, but it turned out her memories hadn’t actually disappeared. The spicy version of Cha Sieun had simply taken over. When lust was injected into the head, a new personality with extremely amplified sexual preferences appeared. And it seemed that once that personality had shown up, it didn’t vanish forever. It would keep appearing every time lust was injected.
But if that’s the case… does that mean the gentle Cha Sieun and the spicy Cha Sieun are completely disconnected? If the memories in her head disappear… do the memories in her body disappear too?
It was a difficult question. After thinking for a moment, I activated the Hand of God once more and mounted Sieun, who was now bound at both her hands and feet.
“Get off!! How dare a slave like you—!!”
She thrashed and twisted her whole body, but with her limbs tightly bound, it wasn’t much of a hindrance. At most, it felt like she was riding a disco pang-pang. I steadied myself on top of her, pinched her left nipple—which was standing erect—between my thumb and index finger, and began rolling it round and round like I was kneading an eraser crumb.
This experiment didn’t need anything more. This was the end of it. Keeping the use of the Hand of God in mind, I continued to toy with her left nipple. Under the persistent nipple attack, lust began to accumulate and eventually overflow from her left breast. Even Sieun, who had been resisting at first, gradually surrendered to the pleasure coming from her nipple.
“Hnguuuuk!!! I hate iiit!! I said I hate it!!!”
“…”
“I hate feeling this good!! Krrgh!!! I hate this kind of thing!!!”
“…”
“Let me go!! Let me go!!”
I spent a full fifteen minutes attacking nothing but her nipple. I kept the intensity very weak so she wouldn’t be too swollen later, but even that weak intensity wasn’t actually weak when her nipple was overflowing with lust. She would cum from just feeling my breath on her. So when I gently stroked it with my fingers, she was practically losing her mind.
“Aghuuu… Haa… Hic…”
“…”
“I hate this… Hnnguuu… I’m going crazy… I’m losing it… It feels too good… I hate iiit.”
“…”
“Stop… Krrgh… It’s too much… I think I’m really going to go insane… Mmm…”
She was already insane, so I was extremely curious what would happen if she went insane again. Unfortunately, this experiment ended here. The speed at which the lust flickered around her head was slowing down. It was a sign that Sieun’s normal mind was returning, and it had come back much faster than before.
As expected… I used a little less energy than last time, so the duration of the spicy version is shorter too. The amount of energy and the duration are proportional. Got it.
Everything I had hypothesized was falling perfectly into place. Feeling like a genius scientist whose every hypothesis was spot on, I smiled brightly, removed my hand from her left nipple, and waited for her mind to return. I was curious whether it would go exactly as I predicted this time too.
“Mmm… Minjun…?”
“Sis, is your nipple okay?”
“Huh? My nipple?”
“This one. Your left nipple.”
As I spoke, I placed my thumb and index finger on her left nipple in the exact same position as before. An enormous scream of shock burst from her mouth.
“Eek!!! Haa… don’t do thaaat!!!!!”
“…What’s wrong, Sis?”
“Huh…? Why am I… why am I reacting like this?”
Sieun fell into complete confusion. It was exactly as I had predicted. I had only brought my fingers near her. My fingers hadn’t even touched her nipple, yet she was clearly reacting. This was powerful evidence that even if the brain’s memories were taken by the spicy Cha Sieun, the body’s memories remained. The hypothesis had proven correct once again, and the experiment was a resounding success.
Whoa, this is incredible.
I fell into my own little world. Extremely dangerous fantasies were exploding inside my head. The fact that using the Hand of God on the head caused memory loss, yet the body’s memories still remained. The possibilities contained within those two facts were endless. With this ability, I could commit acts that bordered on crime as much as I wanted. Not that I planned to go out looking for crimes to commit, but the breadth of my freedom had widened, and that was never a bad thing.
This is an ability that money can’t buy. The ability to obtain freedom.
The moment I realized the true value of the Hand of God, goosebumps rose all over my body. Thanks to this ability, in a society where no one was truly free, I alone had obtained my own freedom. A selfish freedom that let me steal someone else’s freedom and still remain free myself.
“Sis, I’m going to make you feel really good now.”
“Huh…? What are you talking about?”
“It means I’m going to try breaking a flower that can never be broken.”
I placed my hand on the now-conscious Sieun’s head once more and poured in lust. This time it was quite a large amount. Since it was going to be a difficult war, it was better to secure plenty of time. The moment I blew the lust into her head, the flickering light appeared as always, and Cha Sieun’s eyes changed completely. The spicy version had made her comeback.
“If you scream again, I’ll torment only your clitoris for a full hour.”
“Ugh……”
My preemptive suppression the moment she appeared had worked. The spicy Sieun clenched her teeth tightly and glared at me like she wanted to kill me. She looked exactly like a queen captured as a prisoner of war, and it sent shivers down my spine. I wanted to hurry up and remodel this crazy femdom queen to suit my tastes.
And if I succeed in training the spicy Cha Sieun, I’m curious whether it will affect the real Sieun’s preferences too… If that happens, it would mean the Hand of God can even change innate sexual inclinations.