A Daughter's Dark Desire
Juyeon flinched, but it was an incredibly subtle movement. It was so faint that no one in the room besides Jiho would have even noticed the change. She continued to play dumb, refusing to turn her head or even glance in his direction. She desperately tried to pretend she hadn't heard him, but unfortunately for her, Jiho wasn't merely testing her—he was absolutely certain.
"So, about twenty percent of the brainwashing has unraveled?"
Her cognitive disruption, hypnosis, and brainwashing hadn't completely broken. She had simply reached a level where she could recognize her own existence and realize that her behavior up until now had been abnormal. If left alone just a little longer, she probably would have broken free entirely. This was precisely why he had stood a step back, observing the mother and daughter without intervening. He had noticed the minute discrepancies that appeared when brainwashing wasn't perfectly locked in. He had sensed that dissonance ever since they were in the Dormitory, and he had watched them until he was absolutely sure.
"Is that true?"
Jin-hee asked back, her voice laced with disbelief. Of course, there was a small percentage of amkeot who possessed an exceptionally high resistance to hypnosis, but they usually showed prominent resistance from the very beginning. In Juyeon's case, the brainwashing had taken hold perfectly at first, only to suddenly unravel out of nowhere.
"It's not entirely unheard of. Still, there's nothing wrong with the brainwashing process itself."
Having watched the entire process unfold, Jiho could say this with absolute certainty. He had already confirmed that Juyeon's natural resistance to hypnosis wasn't particularly high, and there were no flaws in the brainwashing procedure. If she was still able to resist, even if only a fraction, there could only be one reason.
"She must have suffered a massive psychological shock. An experience so shocking and absurd that it bypassed the hypnosis reshaping her brain."
Jiho, who had been standing behind Juyeon, walked over and sat on the armrest of her sofa. They were now so close that he could touch her just by reaching out. He leaned forward and whispered directly into her ear.
"Your acting wasn't bad. But unfortunately for you, if this had been five years ago, I might have actually been fooled."
Only then did Juyeon realize she had nowhere left to run. Her pupils trembled violently.
"I-I don't know anything..."
Her voice trembled so feebly that it was almost pitiful, but Jiho didn't care about her emotions in the slightest.
"Which means you heard and saw everything. You just couldn't fully comprehend the situation."
The remnants of the brainwashing were still active. Unable to tell an outright lie, she had tried her best to give the most ambiguous answer possible. Unfortunately for her, Jiho had already dealt with this exact scenario dozens, if not hundreds, of times during the early days of the Academy.
Juyeon hesitated, pondering deeply before asking a cautious question. Having spent her school years as a delinquent, the first possibility that crossed her mind was...
"I-Is this... revenge from one of the kids I used to bully...?"
"...What?"
For the first time, Jiho was genuinely taken aback. Honestly, this was far more surprising than her partially breaking free of the brainwashing on her own. A moment later, once he finally processed what she meant, he burst out laughing.
"Pfft, hahaha!"
He slapped his thigh, tears of pure amusement welling up in the corners of his eyes. After laughing so hard he could barely breathe, he finally caught his breath and wiped the tears away.
"Seriously, that was the absolute best. Honestly, I don't think I've laughed this hard in years."
He reached out and playfully ruffled Juyeon's hair.
"Hieek!" Juyeon tensed up instantly, pulling her head back like a startled turtle. But since Jiho's gesture was purely out of genuine amusement, he quickly pulled his hand back.
"No, no. Revenge? Nothing like that. Absolutely not. You were just unlucky. Or wait, maybe you were incredibly lucky?"
After all, once his amkeot were fully brainwashed, they always babbled about how meeting him was the greatest stroke of luck in their entire lives.
"Besides, you guys came here entirely on your own, blinded by the desire for better grades, didn't you? It hurts my feelings when you slander me like that."
He pressed his fingertips to his eyes, mock-crying to squeeze out tears that weren't even there.
"Alright. First, this is what I'm most curious about. When exactly did the brainwashing start to unravel?"
Juyeon shut her mouth. Or rather, she tried to. But her lips parted against her will, and words began to spill out completely independent of her desires.
"W-When Mom... was stripped naked in front of the Dormitory, it felt weird... and then, when I saw her p-pussy being licked by the Floor Leader... when I realized how wrong that was... I started to think this wasn't normal..."
"Ah, I see."
Jiho nodded in understanding. An event like that was certainly shocking enough to rattle her brainwashing. However, his gaze drifted down toward Juyeon's lower half.
"Spreading her legs... pushing her pussy out... getting licked all the way inside her wet hole... haa..."
As Juyeon described the scene in vivid detail, a hot, ragged breath escaped her lips. She rubbed her thighs together—a purely physical reaction that she wasn't even consciously aware of.
"Seeing your mother sexually degraded shocked you back to your senses. Well, that's a classic awakening trope. But..."
Stroking his chin, Jiho smirked.
"It doesn't seem like that shock was a negative one for you."
"Huh?"
Looking at the utterly bewildered Juyeon, Jiho added:
"You got sexually aroused. Seeing your mother—your own mother—getting sexually degraded. Watching that happen turned you on so much that it shook your brainwashing loose. And it wasn't just simple arousal. Was it jealousy? Envy?"
Juyeon flinched. Only then did she realize the state of her own body, and horror washed over her. Before she knew it, a thick puddle of arousal had pooled on the sofa between her thighs. Just recalling the scene was enough to send a wave of excitement crashing through her, rattling Jiho's brainwashing once again.
"Well, it's not an exceptionally rare case. It happens from time to time. And to some extent, I can relate."
Jua and Juyeon were of the same breed. Seeing a noble, outstanding, beautiful, and seemingly untouchable existence fall into a bottomless abyss and roll around in the mud was truly... He turned his head and glanced at Jin-hee. In the past, she had been a perfect, untouchable figure, as if she belonged to a completely different world. But look at her now... The sheer psychological contrast delivered a pleasure far greater than any physical stimulation ever could.
"But for the target of that desire to be your own family... You two must either have an incredibly close relationship, or a terribly toxic one."
Jiho stroked his chin with his fingertips, looking back and forth between the mother and daughter.
"What an intriguing case. And you're just like me. It's been a while since I've encountered such a fascinating character."
"T-Then, please let me and Mom go..."
"If that's your wish, it's not like I can't grant it."
He pondered in silence for a moment. Then, he clapped his hands with a delighted grin.
"I'll give you a special choice. The decision is entirely up to you."
At Jiho's signal, Jin-hee brought over two helmets.
"Here."
They were bizarre-looking helmets. They resembled motorcycle helmets in a way, but they also looked like the trendy VR headsets popular these days. They didn't seem very heavy, as he casually tossed one of them up and caught it with one hand, repeating the motion.
"This is a Brainwashing Helmet. Normally, my plan was to put these on both of you, completely erase your senses of self, and turn you into faithful amkeot slaves."
To anyone else, it would have sounded like the ravings of a madman, but Juyeon had already experienced firsthand exactly how powerful and absolute Jiho's brainwashing was.
"So, make your choice. If you ask me to let you go, I'll release both of you. I'll completely undo the brainwashing you've received so far and erase all your memories of this place. Oh, and don't worry about me dragging you back here to do this all over again after erasing your memories. Pulling a cheap trick like that would be pathetic."
He had built this massive playground purely for his own intellectual curiosity—and to satisfy his sexual desires along the way. He wasn't so malicious that he would resort to such petty, cruel tricks.
"Anyway, forgetting everything and running back to your original daily lives is your first option. And the second option is..."
He placed the helmet down on the tea table and spoke.
"Put it on her yourself."
"...Huh? W-What do you mean...?"
When Juyeon asked back in utter bewilderment, he kindly explained it to her again.
"You, with your own hands, will turn your mother from a human into an amkeot."
"N-No, I can't do that..."
"But if you do, you get to see that perverted side of your mother you just witnessed for the rest of your life. No, actually, she'll become far more miserable and wretched than that."
Juyeon's gaze drifted sideways toward her mother. Jua was still staring blankly straight ahead.
Gulp. The sound of Juyeon swallowing hard echoed clearly in the quiet room. Though her mouth denied it, her body was brutally honest.
"Will you go back to that suffocating, strict mother-daughter relationship? Or will you become amkeot of equal standing?"
Juyeon gasped.
"E-Equal...?"
"Yes. Ah, actually, wait."
Jiho smirked and corrected himself.
"If you put that helmet on her with your own hands and fry her brain, you might actually end up in the superior position. You will be the one dominating her. Your own mother."
"Dom... inating..."
"She will kneel before you, bow her head, spread her pussy, lick up the spit you throw on the floor, and even happily catch your piss with a smile on her face."
As if she were already visualizing the scene, a thin trail of drool leaked from the corner of Juyeon's mouth. Of course, far above them both stood their true master, Jiho. In any case, Jua couldn't stay at the Academy forever; she had to return home. Her brainwashing would need periodic maintenance and reinforcement, but if Juyeon took care of that herself, it would save him the trouble of constantly summoning Jua back here. Above all, this was his first time conducting this specific type of experiment, making it an incredibly fascinating case study. He was curious to see how stable and effective a proxy-based brainwashing hierarchy would be.
If Juyeon had been in her right mind, she would have never accepted such a proposal, no matter how depraved her desires were. Unfortunately, having been subjected to repeated hypnosis and brainwashing in this place, she was currently gripped by a lust more powerful than ever before.
"I... I have to protect Mom..."
Though she muttered those words, there was absolutely no conviction in her voice. Jiho chuckled at her empty resolve and fading sense of self.
"Sure. Let's see what truly matters to you. Your mother... or your desires."
Snap! Jiho snapped his fingers, and the light returned to Jua's eyes. Having stared blankly into space just a moment ago, she pressed a hand to her forehead, trying to grasp the situation.
"Ah, I'm so sorry. I must have dozed off for a second."
Of course, she hadn't actually dozed off. Because everyone in the room was interacting with Jiho, she had been placed in a state of complete sensory deprivation, causing her consciousness to naturally slip away.
"No, it's quite alright. It's only natural to be tired after driving all the way here."
As Jin-hee replied, she held the bizarrely shaped helmet in her hands. She lifted it up with both hands.
"Didn't you say you wanted to experience the remote lectures used by our Academy?"
"Ah... Did I... say that?"
Jua tilted her head with a dazed expression. Normally, she would never show such a vulnerable side in front of others, but for some reason, she complied without a second thought.
"Yes. Why don't you try it out right now?"
Had she really? Up until now, Jin-hee's words had sounded incredibly trustworthy and persuasive, but now, they carried none of that weight. If anything, they left her with an ominous, unsettling feeling.
"No, thank you. I don't think I need to try it."
In the end, she declined. It looked blatantly dangerous and suspicious. She couldn't bring herself to say it looked too hazardous, but an unexpected response came from beside her.
"I think it looks great."
Startled, Jua turned to Juyeon.
"...Really?"
"Yes. I like it. The design is nice, and the performance sounds great too. Besides, if it were dangerous, how could they have been producing successful graduates for years?"
"Well, that's true, but..."
"So..."
Juyeon's lips parted and closed repeatedly before she forced an awkward smile and picked up the helmet with both hands. Her hands trembled violently as she held it. No. I shouldn't do this. Turning my own mother into their slave with my own hands... I should throw this helmet away right now and run away with her... Yet, she couldn't stop picturing the pathetic sight of her mother in the Dormitory. The way her mother's hips had shuddered as she squirted her juices, the perverted sight of her collapsed on the floor with her pussy and asshole twitching open... and the fact that she could be the one controlling all of it... Hesitating, she stole a glance at Jiho. Sensing her gaze, Jiho smirked and added:
"I'll let you borrow her normally."
That was the final blow. Juyeon squeezed her eyes shut. And then...
"You should try it on too, Mom."
Saying this, Juyeon handed the brainwashing device to her mother. Ah. I actually did it. A shiver of intense pleasure ran down her spine. She would get to see her mother like that again—dripping wet and gasping for breath. No, her real mother would be gone forever, leaving only that degraded version behind. And perhaps she herself would end up in a similar state, or even worse... but she didn't care anymore. As long as she could see her mother like that again.
"Go on. Put it on."
For some reason, Jua felt an irresistible force in that almost coercive suggestion.
"A-Alright..."
Jin-hee explained the process to Jua as she held the helmet.
"First, widen the back and put it on. Insert the earphones, and then pull down the visor over your face."
Following the instructions, Juyeon fitted the helmet onto her mother. Clack. Thud. Thud. Once placed on her head, the helmet automatically resized itself to fit her perfectly.
"I think... I hear a strange sound..."
Once again, Jua's body went completely limp. The hypnotic frequencies constantly emitting from the helmet instantly plunged her into unconsciousness.
Jiho held out a remote control. It had no complex functions; it was a simple device with only a red button and a blue button.
"Pressing this red button will activate the device. It will completely wipe her brain. The blue button is to refill that emptied brain."
He whispered to Juyeon as she blankly took the remote.
"You are going to kill your mother with your own hands, and then bring her back to life."
"Ha, haha..."
There was no longer any need to command her. Wearing an expression that looked like a laugh, or perhaps a sob, Juyeon firmly pressed the red button.