The Choker of Submission
Park Mina walked into the apartment complex with heavy steps. As the sun set and twilight descended, her legs were already moving toward the Management Office. When she saw the light leaking from the window, her heart began to race.
'Could it be... is the manager really here at this hour?'
With eyes full of curiosity, Park Mina crept toward the office. The blinds were drawn this time, so she couldn't see inside clearly, but a faint sound reached her ears. It was a woman's voice.
She held her breath and pressed her ear closer. Suddenly, the sounds that reached her made Park Mina’s eyes widen. The intense, ragged breathing of a man and a woman, the sound of flesh colliding... the violent noise of bodies slamming together echoed in the air.
At the sound, which was all too familiar, Park Mina covered her mouth with her hand without realizing it. Her breath grew shallow, and she felt as if her head were spinning. Goosebumps broke out across her entire body, and her legs went weak.
'No way... is he already with another woman?!'
Overcome by shock and betrayal, Park Mina stumbled away from the spot. She felt tears welling up, but she desperately held them back. The fact that another woman was rolling around with him in the place that should have been hers was horrific. Clutching her crumbling heart, she made her way home with great difficulty.
Entering her apartment, Park Mina collapsed onto her bed. She buried her face in her pillow and sobbed. The tears she had been holding back finally burst forth.
"Why... why can't it be me... I should have been the one there..."
Wailing, she blamed herself. She shouldn't have rejected Lee Han. She should have responded to his desires. She should have held onto that place. Regret washed over her, but she knew it was already too late.
"Please, don't do this... please, come back to me..."
The next day, late in the evening, Park Mina was walking down a path that had already become familiar. Her steps toward the Management Office, cutting across the apartment complex, were heavy. Arriving in front of the building as darkness settled, she cautiously approached the window.
A faint light leaked through the gaps. Park Mina pressed her ear to the window with trembling hands. Unfortunately, the sound she feared heard again. The intense breathing of a man and woman, the noise of bodies colliding... the feast of that night she had shared with Lee Han was being reenacted perfectly.
Tears streamed down her cheeks. The place that was special to her, the secret space that belonged only to the two of them, was being defiled. It was being filled with another woman's movements and moans. With an unbearable sense of betrayal and humiliation, Park Mina felt as if her heart were being shattered into pieces.
'I... I shouldn't have been the one to push him away first...'
Regret flooded her. Lee Han's last words flashed through her mind.
She resented herself for rejecting him even after hearing those words. She didn't want to lose him. She wanted to be with him. But what was the use of regretting it now?
Leaning her back against the wall, Park Mina sat down and sobbed, swallowing her cries. Inside, the sounds stained with desire were still leaking out. The moans of the two people lingering in her ears were driving her insane. Even as she gritted her teeth and gasped for air, she couldn't bring herself to leave.
After sobbing in silence for a long time, Park Mina eventually stood up, stumbling. With a face stained by tears, she trudged away from the office. Her empty eyes were filled only with despair.
Her back, walking listlessly through the wind, looked incredibly pathetic. With a deep sigh, she muttered.
"Please... stop now..."
But the words became a faint echo, scattering into the empty night air. She didn't know how much longer she would have to endure this pain, or how many more times she would have to hear the chilling noises flowing from the office. Sinking deep into despair and anguish, Park Mina headed home. Endless darkness was swallowing her whole.
Park Mina entered her home with heavy steps. Standing before the mirror, the look in her eyes was firm and unwavering. Slowly reaching out to touch the mirror, Park Mina muttered quietly.
"This is... the end. I won't let him go anymore."
Staring at her own reflection, Park Mina whispered decisively. With trembling hands, she began to undo the buttons of her top one by one. Then, she threw off her bra. The bare skin revealed beneath her t-shirt was vivid.
It was what he liked, what he always demanded. To seduce him with a body wearing no underwear. Now, Park Mina decided she would no longer hesitate.
Crossing the apartment complex where darkness had settled deeply, she headed toward the brightly lit Management Office. Her heart was beating like crazy, but she didn't stop her steps. Reaching the door, Park Mina gasped for air and hesitated for a moment. Before raising her trembling hand to knock, she vowed to herself.
'Because I... belong to him.'
As Park Mina opened the door and stepped inside, the intense heat filling the office washed over her face. A shocking sight unfolded before her eyes. Lee Han and a woman were tangled together, violently mixing their bodies. The woman's body surged like a wave under Lee Han's rough movements, and suppressed moans and ragged breathing echoed through the room.
"Ahhh...! No...!"
At the sound of the door opening, the woman who had been prone screamed in surprise. Park Mina recognized her face as Han Sujin.
"Please... stop it!"
Han Sujin begged, pushing Lee Han away with all her might. But Lee Han only thrust his hips even more violently. Han Sujin's resistance was useless. With a face twisted in pain, she collapsed onto the desk and groaned.
Park Mina stood at the doorway, holding her breath as she watched the scene. Unbearable betrayal and anger surged within her, but at the same time, she felt a strange excitement bloom.
Soon, Lee Han stopped his movements with a sharp groan, and Han Sujin's body trembled as she let out a gasping sound. Before long, Lee Han grinned with satisfaction and pulled away from Han Sujin's body. A limp Han Sujin lay panting on the desk.
Lee Han slowly stood up and approached Park Mina. Park Mina, her face stained with tears, looked up at him. Her throat tightened as she barely managed to open her mouth.
"I... I'm sorry... please don't abandon me..."
Park Mina pleaded in a trembling voice. Lee Han looked down at her blankly.
"Are you prepared?"
Lee Han asked in a calm voice. Park Mina began to fumble with her buttons. Soon, she pulled back her clothes, revealing her white, glowing breasts without a bra. She nodded and leaned her body toward Lee Han.
Lee Han curled his lips and stared at Park Mina. He turned around, went to a drawer, took something out, and walked toward Park Mina. It was the black choker Park Mina had worn before.
"Put it on."
At Lee Han's words, Park Mina took the choker and fastened it around her own neck with trembling hands. Lee Han pulled her into a tight embrace and whispered.
"Now, you are mine forever..."
Park Mina shivered at the hot breath brushing against her ear. Finally... she was becoming his. A sense of relief washed over her. Held in Lee Han's arms, all of Park Mina's tension dissolved.
Intoxicated by Lee Han's scent, Park Mina lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep. Han Sujin was still lying limp on the desk. Dark silence flowed through the office, tangled with lust and betrayal.
Lee Han carefully picked up the sleeping Park Mina and moved her to the bed in the corner of the office. After laying her down gently, he covered her with a blanket. Han Sujin stood up unsteadily and adjusted her clothes. Then, she approached Lee Han with a staggering gait.
"You crazy bastard!"
Slap! Han Sujin's palm struck Lee Han's cheek. Lee Han turned his head and twisted his lips upward.
"Why, what's the complaint? You already knew."
"You... you will fall into hell!"
Han Sujin spat out, gritting her teeth. Her body trembled with anger and betrayal. Lee Han stroked Han Sujin's tear-stained cheek. It was a touch as soft and dangerous as soothing a child.
"Shh... it's okay. I won't go to hell alone."
Lee Han whispered with a chilling smile in his dark eyes. That gaze was pointing out Han Sujin's sin. Her fault for agreeing to break an innocent soul.
Han Sujin dropped her head and sobbed. She hated and loathed herself for being blinded by jealousy and leading Park Mina down the path of corruption. She regretted to her bones the fact that she had layered her own pain over someone else's suffering.
"It's a hell we created... so it's only natural we go together."
Lee Han's arm, speaking slowly like a snake, wrapped around Han Sujin. He whispered comfortingly into the ear of the weeping Han Sujin.
"Don't worry. You won't be lonely in hell. Because we'll be together forever."
It was a chillingly affectionate voice. Han Sujin buried herself in Lee Han's arms and wailed. It was an abyss she had fallen into herself, one from which no one could save her.
Pitch-black darkness descended upon the office, where a fishy smell and lust lingered. On the bed, Park Mina writhed and groaned. It was the struggle of a body losing its light of innocence.
The white-haired old man could not take his eyes off the scene unfolding on the screen. In the playground, a young woman was tangled with a man, mixing their bodies. The woman's body heaved violently before she saw something and began to tremble in terror. The man was grinning and soothing her as she burst into tears.
As the old man's gaze followed the screen, the scene changed. A glimpse of the man holding a phone and giving instructions to a woman passed by. Then, a scene appeared of a man and woman tangled together in the recycling area. The woman looked surprised by the intense movements, but she shook her hips frantically.
At that moment, the woman who had received the call from afar began to pace near the recycling area. The woman's figure was caught on screen along with the moans of the woman reaching her climax, but she soon fled the scene. Her back, as she acted as if drawn by something, felt familiar.
The screen switched again. The woman's figure was zoomed in. She was sobbing, clutching her chest. A deep sense of despair was felt in the way she fastened the choker around her neck with trembling hands.
When the video ended, a chilling smile spread across the white-haired old man's lips. Staring at the screen with cold eyes as if admiring dolls, he muttered while deleting the video.
"Hmm... satisfying."
The old man clicked his tongue, recalling the images of the women on the monitor. The eyes trembling in terror, the suppressed moans, the faces stained with despair. All of it came to him as untainted pleasure.
But what captured his interest most of all was Lee Han. He had once been a young man with pure and vague dreams, but now he was becoming a cunning villain. The old man felt a morbid sense of satisfaction in seeing Lee Han toy with and trample upon the women.
He was ecstatic at the sensation of staining a white canvas black. With a murky laugh, the old man slowly left the office.