Please Save Me

The wet, obscene sounds tore through the silence like a knife. Squelch. Squish. Sluuuurp—. Lee Jiun gazed down at her feet with lazy, half-lidded eyes. There was Kim Minji, hands pressed obediently to the floor beside her breasts, desperately grinding her pussy against Jiun’s big toe.

The filthy symphony of toe and clit rubbing together—schlick, schlick—was utterly shameless. The slick folds clung greedily to the digit, coating it in sticky nectar. A junior who wasn’t even the owner of this place, lounging back on the sofa with her legs stretched out. And the real owner of the house, squatting like an animal, frantically fucking herself on that same junior’s toe. Their roles had completely reversed.

She’s perfectly ripened now.

Looking at the pathetic state of her, the two weeks of meticulous training had clearly paid off. Teaching her various positions to cultivate obedience had only been secondary. The real focus—the most thorough part—had been the masturbation ban.

For two full weeks, Kim Minji had been forbidden from touching her own breasts or pussy. No rubbing against objects. No using the showerhead. Not even pressing against the floor. She could only cum when Lee Jiun permitted it, and only by the means Jiun allowed. The result was the sight before her now.

Wearing a reverse bunny suit that left her pussy completely exposed. Her heavy, pale tits bouncing wildly. Shaking her hips with genuine gratitude toward her junior’s toe-dildo.

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Well, I suppose she can’t help it. Jiun thought. Just looking at that Twitter account told her everything. She must have been a serious masturbation addict. Though honestly, so am I.

Thanks to that, the training had been easy. Because she was so desperate for release, she’d endured every humiliating act and punishment. And so, at last, she had been successfully remodeled into a perverted bitch who got wet just from her junior’s toes ♡.

At this point, she’d probably start dripping the moment she sees a toe, a finger, or even a whip. Jiun speculated.

“Hah… hah… hahh…!”

“Mmm.”

Jiun lay sideways on the sofa, watching the panting Kim Minji. The reverse bunny suit had been an excellent choice. The way her snow-white skin glistened with sweat, the heavy breasts jiggling in time with her hip movements, that stupid, drooling expression lost in pleasure. It was the unholy trinity of vulgarity and lewdness. The more Jiun looked, the more her possessiveness was stimulated.

With a playful smile, Jiun slowly slid her foot to the right.

“Huh…?”

The moment the toe disappeared, Minji’s hips froze mid-air. Kim Minji looked up at her with a panicked expression. Her eyes held a strange thirst and longing, like a puppy whose food bowl had been snatched away.

Jiun spoke casually. “What are you doing? If you want to cum, you have to follow.”

When Jiun wiggled her toes in invitation, Minji scrambled after her.

“Y-yes! Yes ma’am!”

Still in her squatting position, she waddled after the foot like a duck. The moment she managed to seat her pussy on the toe again—

Swoosh—.

This time Jiun moved her foot far to the left.

“Aah…”

Then Kim Minji would lift her heels, shake her ass, and scuttle sideways like a crab. The sight was so ridiculous that Jiun burst out laughing.

With just a wiggle of her foot from the sofa, Kim Minji would chase after it sweating bullets, trying to rub her cunt on those toes. Her tits and ass jiggling obscenely the whole time.

“Good girl~ This time it’s here. Right here.”

This time she laid her foot almost flat against the floor. With the toes now lower, Minji’s pussy couldn’t reach.

“Whine… whine—!”

But Kim Minji immediately understood what she needed to do. She spread her knees wider, lowered her ass further. In an incredibly precarious, almost-falling position, she struggled desperately to fit her senior’s toe inside her cunt ♡.

When Jiun took pity and lifted just her big toe slightly upward ♡, the pathetic bitch thanked her with eager grinding ♡.

“Nngh… mmmh♡”

“This is good for building flexibility too. You’re always so stiff when you dance, senior. Use your hips more.”

“Yeees… mmmh…!”

Jiun’s foot stood straight up again. Minji’s cute little bean nestled perfectly between the long, elegant toes. Jiun pinched them together like tongs, squeezing that sensitive nub tight.

Twitch—! Zap—!

“Hiiiighk—!♡♡”

A sound that could have been a scream or a moan burst out. Up and down, sometimes side to side. Every time the knuckles of Jiun’s toes pressed into her pussy, Minji’s hips jerked like she was having a seizure.

“Haaak! Hahng! Uht! Iiiing♡♡”

The most miserable masturbation in the world was unfolding right before her eyes. Watching that obscene spectacle made Jiun’s own lower belly throb. Eventually, she yanked down the loose pajama pants she was wearing, then her panties, and placed her hand over her own dripping pussy.

“Haa… uhh… Senior… tell me when you’re about to cum, okay?”

Using Kim Minji as her side dish, Jiun began playing with herself.

“I-I think I’m going to cum now! I’m cumming! I’m gonna cum from your toes! Please… please allow me to cum!”

Minji looked up with desperate, pleading eyes while shaking her hips. Jiun could feel the pussy gripping her toe suddenly tighten.

“Yeah… haa… Then let’s cum together. I’m getting close too!”

“Yesh, yessh!”

The next instant, Jiun’s toe pressed down on Minji’s clit, which had swollen to its absolute limit. She spread her big and index toes, then pinched the oversensitive nub hard and twisted it in one big circle.

“Nghiiiiiiiiiiing—!♡♡”

It was a merciless, full-force pinch that would have made an ordinary college girl faint from pain. But Kim Minji’s brain, already pushed past its limits, interpreted even that agony as pleasure.

“Kiiiiiiiigh—!!♡”

Minji’s back arched like a bow as the scream tore from her throat. Thud. Unable to hold the position any longer, Kim Minji collapsed backward from her submissive squat.

Tremble, tremble, tremble, tremble. Her thighs began convulsing from holding the position so long. She lay sprawled like a dead frog, shaking all over ♡. Her pussy entrance twitched and winked ♡. Her ass cheeks quivered ♡. Clear love juices spurted in little bursts onto the top of Jiun’s foot ♡.

“Haa… haa… haa…”

Jiun trembled with a short moan of her own. As expected, this was several times more satisfying than masturbating alone.

For a while, only the ragged breathing of the two women filled the living room. Kim Minji lay sprawled on the floor, panting as she drowned in the aftershocks of her climax.

Suddenly, Lee Jiun’s foot rose and planted itself over Minji’s face.

In a languid voice that nevertheless allowed no disobedience, Jiun commanded, “Clean it.”

“Yesh…!”

Still lying on her back, Minji snatched Jiun’s foot. Then, taking the toe still glistening with her own juices into her mouth, she began to lick diligently. Slurp. Suck. Lick. Between the toes, the top of the foot, the wrinkles of the sole—she cleaned every inch with care. The strange taste was a mix of her own nectar and a faintly pungent foot scent. Yet Minji sucked it all down as if it were holy water.

A moment later, Jiun pushed Minji’s forehead away with her other foot. “How long are you going to keep sucking? Mm, that should be clean enough. Good girl.”

Looking quite satisfied, Jiun stared at Minji for a moment before suddenly seeming to remember something. She rummaged through her backpack without even glancing at her senior.

“Since you seem to listen well now, I think we can end the basic education here. Starting today, let’s move on to some real development.”

“R-real… development?”

This wasn’t real development? A fresh wave of terror surged through Minji. Afraid of displeasing her, she quickly assumed a polite waiting posture and asked, “Um… by development… what exactly do you…”

“Why ask something so obvious? It’s erogenous zones, of course. Ah, here it is.”

Rustle.

Jiun pulled out a cold, round piece of silver metal.

“……?”

It had a smooth, plump, egg-like streamlined body. The bottom, however, tapered like a wine glass. On the base, slightly larger than a coin, a sparkling pink cubic zirconia was embedded. It was the first time seeing one in person, but since it appeared often in videos, Kim Minji immediately knew what it was.

It was a metal anal plug.

Looking at the frozen Minji, Jiun grinned. “The back hole feels surprisingly good too, you know. And if you wear this all the time… you’ll constantly feel like you’re being dominated.”

“B-back… hole…? Wear it… all the time…?”

Minji’s pupils shook as if an earthquake had struck them. No privacy whatsoever. Spending all day being trained in pathetic poses, beaten every single day. Licking hands, feet, and pussy, then gratefully cumming only when permitted. It was the lowest possible life, but she could endure even that. But the back… her asshole was the final fortress a human being had to protect.

Still on her knees, Minji grabbed Jiun’s ankle. “N-no…! You can’t… Jiun, please…!”

“What do you mean, I can’t? You’re going to keep this inside you from now on, senior. At school, at home, while eating, while sleeping. So we’ll have to train your bowels too. And… if you take it out without my permission. Or even if it slips out by accident…”

“If it slips out…?”

Jiun smiled cruelly. “I’ll show you a hell that makes everything up until now look like paradise. Now get on the floor.”

Holding the plug and lube, Jiun approached the trembling Minji who was crouched on the floor. Pop—.

Just as Jiun opened the lube cap and tilted the bottle, her movements suddenly stopped.

“Oh dear, it rolled around in the bag and got too dusty.”

“……”

“I’ll go wash it, so wait here a moment. I can’t put something dirty in senior’s precious back hole, after all.”

“Please no…”

“One.”

Whoosh!

At Jiun’s low voice, Minji’s body reflexively shot up. She immediately dropped back into a dog-like squat with her tongue hanging out. Jiun smiled in satisfaction and stroked her head.

“Good. Such a good girl. Wait right here~♡”

Leaving the trembling Minji behind, Jiun headed for the bathroom. Slam—. The bathroom door closed, and soon the sound of rushing water followed. Scrub, scrub—. The sound of washing the plug. To Kim Minji, it sounded like the sharpening of a guillotine blade before an execution.

I have to… run…!

An emergency alarm was screaming inside her head. But after two weeks of thorough training, her body wouldn’t move. The terror of being beaten endlessly for breaking position without permission kept her ankles chained.

That was when Kim Minji’s eyes landed on the smartphone on the table. It was the phone Jiun had been carrying around and never returned. But after two weeks of perfect obedience, Jiun must have let her guard down. There wasn’t even a lock screen.

She glanced toward the bathroom, then—

“……”

Scramble!

Kim Minji crawled on all fours, grabbed the trembling phone with shaking hands. Her palms were so sweaty the phone nearly slipped. She quickly searched the contacts. [Kang Minu]. Her fingers trembled in the air. Should she put it down and return to position? What if she got caught calling? She might really die. No, something worse than death would be waiting.

Everything she’d been trained to do had been recorded on video by Jiun. There was no going back now.

The water was still running in the bathroom. The next moment, Kim Minji squeezed her eyes shut. And pressed the call button.

Tu-ru-ru-ru— Tu-ru-ru-ru—.

Each second of the ringing tone felt like a year.

Please pick up. Please pick up. Save me…!

Then, click. The faint vibration of a connected call. Soon, a longed-for voice came through the speaker.

“Hey, it’s been a while. What’s—”

“Huuuk… khk… huuuk…”

Her throat was blocked; she couldn’t speak. Minji glanced at the bathroom and whispered desperately, “Save… save me… I can’t take it anymore…”

The moment she said that—

Swoosh—.

A white hand descended from the air and snatched the phone away. A chill ran down her spine. She now understood exactly what it felt like for one’s blood to run cold. Slowly, ever so slowly, she turned her head.

There stood Lee Jiun with an expression more terrifyingly blank than anything she had ever seen.

“Senior, who were you calling?”

Jiun checked the screen and let out a small laugh. “What? It’s Minu oppa? Hmm, looks like your training isn’t complete yet.”

“Hiiik?! N-no… that’s not it! I was wrong! Don’t hang up! Aaaagh—!”

Minji screamed and reached out, but it was too late. Click—. Jiun mercilessly turned the phone off. The last spark of hope was extinguished so easily.

—Don’t hang up! Aaaagh—!

Click—.

The call ended. Or rather, judging by the sounds coming through the phone… Jiun had clearly forced it to end. Were they together right now? But why? What the hell had happened in those two weeks?

“……”

I stared blankly at the darkened screen for a moment. Kim Minji’s scream echoed in my ears like a hallucination. My thoughts didn’t take long.

“Goddammit…!”

A strong feeling that something had gone terribly wrong washed over me. I hurriedly tried calling back. But all I got was a dry mechanical voice.

Only then did regret crash over me. Why had I been so indifferent? Why did I think that crazy bitch Lee Jiun would stay quiet for two weeks? I had known from the beginning that she was targeting Kim Minji.

Looking back, something had been off. I had been monitoring Jiun’s house with the Pandora Lens. For the first five days, she had masturbated violently every single day. But for the past several days, she hadn’t touched herself once. There were even times she didn’t come home. I should have realized what that gap meant!

While I was distracted trying to milk DP out of Choi Yura. No—while I was using that as an excuse to freely play with my dick and indulge in pleasure. Maybe Kim Minji had been enduring something unbelievably horrific.

“Fuck…!”

Cursing, I put on my shoes and burst out the front door… only to stop. My eyes caught on a small object on the living room vanity. It was the last remaining [Pink Rabbit] pill I had once fed to Kim Minji.

“……”

I shoved the Pink Rabbit into my pocket and left the building. But once outside, I was at a loss. They were probably at Minji’s one-room apartment. But damn it, I didn’t know the location.

“I think I vaguely heard it was in the one-room village near the school…”

That was all I knew. I didn’t know the exact unit number, let alone the building. There was no way I could search the entire sprawling one-room village blindly.

“Huu… Let’s calm down. Calm down.”

I took a deep breath to cool my head. Then a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠method suddenly came to mind. I hurriedly turned on my phone and opened the Pandora App.

“There it is.”

The moment I activated the function, Kim Minji’s figure appeared on the screen.

“…What the hell is she doing?”

On screen, Kim Minji was in an impossibly obscene state. The reverse bunny suit that covered almost nothing important. A dog collar around her neck. Her entire body covered in bright red whip and cane marks. In that state, she was on her knees, clutching Lee Jiun’s ankle and begging. Like an animal about to be dragged to the slaughterhouse.

Throb—.

I felt veins bulge on my temples. I didn’t need to watch any longer. I immediately checked the location. It wasn’t that far. I hailed a taxi right away.

Vroooom—.

Less than ten minutes later, I arrived in front of an old red-brick one-room building. I activated Panopticon again. A red line appeared in my vision. Like a game navigation system, a red arrow floating in the air pointed in one direction.

Without hesitation, I entered the building. Taking the stairs two at a time, I thought: Wait, even if I intervene now, can I actually fix this? Thinking about it, I wasn’t Minji’s boyfriend or family. Plus, I had also made her do all sorts of unspeakable humiliating things. Did I even have the right to criticize Jiun?

“……”

No, it didn’t matter if I could fix it or not. One thing was certain. After hearing that scream, I had to see Kim Minji right now.

I climbed the stairs past 301, 302… and finally the red line stopped at 303. I pressed my ear to the door. No sound came from inside. The silence only made me more anxious. I clenched my fist and rang the doorbell.

Ding-dong— Ding-dong—.

Footsteps sounded inside, followed by the intercom turning on.

“Who is it?”

A languid voice laced with strange amusement. It was Lee Jiun.

“…Open the door.”

“……”

Only after spitting it out in a low voice did I realize I should have pretended to be a delivery guy. What if she didn’t open it—

Click—.

But my worries were pointless. Surprisingly, Jiun immediately opened the front door. As if she had been waiting for me.

Whoosh—.

The moment the door opened, a humid, strangely fishy air rushed out. Over Jiun’s shoulder, I saw Kim Minji. Practically naked, squatting on the living room floor with her tongue sticking out.

The thread of reason snapped.

I shoved Jiun aside with my shoulder and strode inside.

“Hey. Kim Minji.”

The head of the girl squatting like a dog slowly turned toward me. The moment our eyes met, tears welled up in Kim Minji’s eyes.

“K… Kang Minu…!”

“…What are you doing? And what the hell is that position?”

“Ah, this… this is, um…!”

Even while speaking, Kim Minji didn’t break her posture. With a face that looked like she wanted to die of shame, she still kept her naked body fully exposed and her tongue sticking out.

“……”

Without a word, I grabbed Minji by the waist and pulled her up. The moment her posture collapsed, pure terror flooded her eyes. She flailed and resisted.

“N-no! I haven’t been given permission to stand yet…!”

“You don’t need that kind of permission anymore. I’ll take care of everything.”

I sat her on the sofa and looked straight into her eyes.

“…More importantly… why didn’t you contact me when things got this bad?”

Kim Minji looked back and forth between me and Jiun at the entrance several times before finally bursting into tears like a child who had given up on everything.

“You! Why didn’t you… huuk… contact me?! You always… contacted me first! But you ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠kept not calling… so I thought… hic—! I thought you were sick of me…! And because… I let them film that video because of me… I was afraid I’d be a burden… so…!”

Kim Minji cried her heart out like a child. I couldn’t even imagine how much gaslighting Lee Jiun had done to her over the past two weeks. My eyes suddenly caught the tools scattered on the floor. The thick anal plug I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had seen when spying on Jiun’s masturbation before. Bondage ropes, a wide wooden paddle, various canes, a gag, a 500ml syringe. She had almost been subjected to all of this.

“…No matter what, this is too much. You should have at least reported her…”

“N-no! You can’t… report her! I… I was filmed. All of it… the way I was broken… it was all filmed… huuk… I can’t go back to how I was before… huuuuk.”

At that moment, Lee Jiun, who had been watching us from behind, spoke up.

“That’s right. It was all filmed. Even the miserable scenes a woman should never show anyone. Oh, that’s right. There’s also a video of her masturbating while calling your name, oppa. It’s really funny—want to see it?”

A video of her masturbating while calling my name? So that’s what she meant earlier when she said she was a burden. Grind—.

I released Minji and turned to face Lee Jiun. Maybe it was because I had invested all the DP I’d gathered into physical abilities. My field of vision was higher than before, allowing me to look down at Jiun completely. Perhaps because of the killing intent in my eyes, Jiun flinched and took a step back.

“W-what? I heard you were sick—did you just work out for two weeks? Your body got way too bulky…”

“Listen carefully. As of this moment, I am completely withdrawing my support regarding Kim Minji.”

“…Excuse me?”

“Starting today, we are leaving the support relationship. Kim Minji and I are becoming one single entity. Any attack on Kim Minji will be considered an attack on me.”