Chapter 408
Chapter 408
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 408
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (46)
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Finally free after enduring unbearable humiliation, I made an excuse about feeling unwell and returned to the dorm. The vice president told me to act like nothing had happened... but there was no way I could go to lessons with a body that had just been raped.
My lower abdomen still stung, and my legs wobbled unsteadily.
Haah... This is truly the worst.
Thank goodness my manager, Jin-su oppa, was such an idiot.
If it had been someone sly like Si-woo oppa driving me, he would've noticed I could barely walk... Ah, whatever. I was too exhausted to even think straight. The moment I reached the living room, I collapsed onto the sofa and closed my eyes to forget everything.
'Damn it... Can't even suck a dick properly, you slave?'
But that only made things worse.
Closing my eyes brought back disgusting memories. Licking the vice president's cock, smeared with semen, my juices, and my virgin blood... The revulsion made my stomach churn. That bastard... he'd recorded it all again.
No matter how I looked at it, the vice president was a total scumbag.
I enjoyed tormenting others too... but I'd never done it directly. I wanted unnie Jin-hee to suffer and cry because of me... but that didn't mean I wanted to break her legs or damage her vocal cords.
But the vice president was the kind of psychopath who'd do exactly that.
And because of him, I'd become his perfect slave.
From now on... I'd have to go to him whenever he wanted and offer my body like today. The pain of my hymen tearing flashed in my mind, blurring my vision. This was the absolute worst of the worst. One stupid mistake from me, and everything was ruined.
Did that mean I'd have to live as that bastard's slave for the rest of my life?
-Ding!
As I drowned in horrific imaginings... a message from him arrived, right on cue.
[At the dorm? Does it hurt a lot? (lol) Bet you're bored alone... so watch this to pass the time. Don't show the members though (lol).]
The vice president asked about my condition with weird emojis and attached some unknown video. Feeling uneasy, I hesitated but downloaded it anyway... And sure enough, it was the video filmed in his office.
[Fuck yooou... Aaagh, ugh! Haa... you crazy bastard!]
Me twisting my body in resistance against the vice president... and him pinning me down, raping me. Haaa... This was a warning, wasn't it? Seeing myself making a face no idol should ever make, I let out a deep sigh.
It was just a physiological reaction... but I looked like I was feeling pleasure while being raped. Anyone who didn't know better would misunderstand, and for some reason, my expression felt strangely familiar. I couldn't let anyone else see it.
So... as long as he had that video, I'd be his slave for life.
Just like Jin-su oppa always said, it was truly a 'dogshit situation.'
"Die, you fucking bastard!"
But... that didn't mean my heart had submitted. I'd only bowed my head to avoid the worst-case scenario; I wasn't really his slave. So if the chance ever came, I'd kill him...
-Beep, beep, beep, beep.
-Ring riing!
-Click.
"Said you were hurting, but you look fine to me?"
...I'd been dreaming of freedom, but somehow he knew and came looking for me.
***
Forced into dogeza again. With my head crushed under his foot, I felt an unbearable humiliation. You bastard. Do you enjoy tormenting women that much? As I cursed him inwardly, the fucker pressed down on my head harder and chuckled.
"What? Fucking bastard? Die?"
"......It wasn't about you, Master."
"Oh? Then who was it about?"
"Well..."
"Hm?"
"......I said it about Si-woo oppa."
"Lee Si-woo? You mean Team Leader Lee?"
"......Yes."
"Well... he does a good job, but he's got some shitty sides."
"Y-Yeah. That's why I cursed him."
"But still... talking that loud? Come on, you're an idol. Don't you know you have to be careful all the time? Everyone outside can hear."
"......Sorry."
The vice president kept stomping on my head without stopping. Unable to hold back my frustration, I bit my lip. I hadn't even spoken that loudly... Wasn't he being too sensitive? Everything about him pissed me off.
"You really sorry?"
"......Yes."
"Then prove it."
"Prove it?"
"My foot's dirty because of you... Clean it yourself. Then I'll forgive you."
He'd stomped on my head, which was way cleaner than his foot, and now claimed it was dirty as he shoved his foot at me. I wanted to kill him for real... but I couldn't act on it. Without a weapon to kill him, I had to obey like a proper slave.
"What? Not sorry after all?"
"N-No... Urgh... Haa, ngh... Slurp..."
So I... trembled as I licked and sucked his foot.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?!"
"Slurrrp... Huh?!"
"I said wash my foot, not lick it... Are you a pervert?"
"Eh, ah, wha... Th-That..."
"Pfft... Haha, this is hilarious. Hold on. Keep licking like that. I'll take a picture."
This wasn't what he meant? I'd totally misunderstood... but it was too late to stop. In the end, I gave him unsolicited foot service until his foot was soaked. And of course... my pathetic sight sucking on his foot was captured in photos and video.
"All done, Master..."
"Good girl. Now, shall we head to your room?"
"Yes..."
Once the service ended, he strode toward my room like he knew exactly where it was. Panicking, I hurried after him and saw him installing tiny cameras all over my room. Was this bastard... trying to monitor my room now?
The lowest of the low...
He wasn't just disgusting anymore; he was irredeemable trash I needed to kill right now.
"Yuki, just in case... don't even think stupid thoughts."
"......Huh?!"
"If these cameras disappear or get covered... I'll spread that video from earlier immediately. So if you don't want to end up a debtor worse off than some underground idol in your country... don't do anything dumb. Got it?"
"O-Okay."
He threatened me so brazenly. Instead of resisting, I nodded again. The bastard patted my head like a reward. I wanted to kill him so bad. Instead of dodging his hand, I imagined slaughtering him over and over in my mind.
"Alright, here. A gift for you."
"......What's this?"
"Oh, you know it?"
"A... dildo."
"Hahaha. Right on the money."
Then... the vice president pulled out another weird item. A masturbation toy shaped just like a man's cock. Smaller and thinner than his, but with that same grotesque shape. Like it was molded directly from his.
Ugh... Did he expect me to masturbate with this in front of the cameras? As I eyed him questioningly, he met my gaze, smirked, and handed me the dildo.
"You know what fellatio is, right?"
"Yes. Sucking... a dick..."
"Exactly. So use that... and practice every day imagining it's my cock."
"......Huh?"
"Your performance today was awful."
"But..."
"I'll be watching via camera... You know what happens if you don't."
"......O-Okay."
"And... you've got an N-Live broadcast tonight, right?"
"Yes... Not sick enough to cancel..."
"Perfect. Here's an order: Do the broadcast with that inside your pussy."
"......Hah?"
"What? Can't do it? No problem. I'll put it in for you."
"What are you... Urgh?! Haa, w-wait... Uwaaaah!"
I was so dumbfounded I froze... and he pushed me down, yanked off my panties. Before I could fight back, he shoved the dildo I'd just been handed into my pussy. Then he toyed with me, thrusting it in and out like real sex.
"Crazy... Haa... Ngh, nngh! Fuck!"
"Hey, casual speech again. Want me to switch to a bigger one?"
"Fuu... Hn, nngh... N-No, haang... don't!"
"That's right. So behave."
"Ha-ut... Y-Yes..."
Did my body remember that pleasure from before? Juices flowed out in no time. The insertion pain faded quickly... but it wasn't something to welcome. The dildo's rough texture scraped inside me, stimulating relentlessly. I panted lewdly again.
"Haat, aaah... St-Stop... Ngh... Please stop... Please."
"Feels good?"
"......Ngh."
"Not answering?"
"It... feels good..."
"Good. Now get up like this and put your panties on."
"Ngh... Haa, okay... Like this?"
"Yeah. Do the broadcast like that. Got it?"
"Hic... Got it..."
"Shove it in front of the camera before heading out... Pull it out when you get back and practice fellatio right away. If you try to fool me... you know. I'll be watching on schedule, so any funny business means you're out that day."
"Ha-ut, yes... I won't trick you... Haa, I promise..."
"Good, my obedient slave. You listen so well."
You bastard. Fucking asshole. I want to kill you... As he stroked my head, I vowed to kill him someday. But then... the dildo in my pussy vibrated, and I collapsed right there.
"Do well, and I'll throw in service like this."
"Die, you shitty bastard!"
"Hm? Ah, you want the real cock instead of the dildo? Got it."
"Uwaaaaaah!"