Chapter 13: Framed-2
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 13: Framed-2
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Yoon Ji-hwa opened her eyes at the sensation of cold moisture hitting the bridge of her nose.
She looked around, but it was pitch black; she couldn't see a thing. However, the chilling air that wrapped around her told her one thing: she wasn't above ground. She was in a basement.
Realizing she had been kidnapped to an unknown location, fear gripped her. She tried to scramble away, but it was useless. Her arms were pulled upward and her legs were spread slightly apart, each limb bound tight.
"Ngh!"
She tried to use her internal energy to snap the ropes, but they wouldn't budge. She didn't know what they were made of, but they possessed a sturdiness that even a first-class expert like Yoon Ji-hwa couldn't overcome.
Still, she didn't give up. She thrashed and writhed, desperate to break free.
It was then.
"Why bother wasting your strength? Those ropes were specially crafted from Flood Dragon skin. You won't be able to break them with your power."
The voice of Lee Jae-won, the man who had kidnapped her, drifted through the darkness.
"Untie me this instant!"
"Now, that wouldn't do. Didn't we agree to go to paradise together? Hmm?"
"I never made such a promise, nor do I ever wish to!"
"I've told you time and again. I am the Cheonmu Alliance Leader. I do whatever I want."
Whoosh!
Lee Jae-won conjured a flame using Samadhi True Fire, illuminating the once-dark space.
"This place has no electricity, so I have to use fire. What a pain."
He lit a massive candle in the center of the room. As the flame took hold, the space filled with light and heat. Only then could Yoon Ji-hwa see where she was imprisoned.
The room was filled with torture devices.
There were whips, piles of candle wax, various types of rods arranged by category, and dildos of every size hanging on the walls. Everything was designed for the torture of female prisoners.
What stood out most was a wooden horse restraint known as a Gimokryeo. A hideous, phallus-shaped device was fixed to its center. Knowing it was a tool specifically meant for violating female prisoners made a chill run down her spine.
"Ah, do you like that one? Just wait. You'll get to experience it soon enough."
Noticing where her eyes had landed, Lee Jae-won gave her a sickening smile.
Chatter, chatter, chatter.
Terrified by his words, Yoon Ji-hwa’s teeth began to chatter uncontrollably. A question burned in her mind: what did this man intend to do to her in this torture chamber?
She wasn't a spy for the Demonic Cult. She was just a martial artist from a small sect called the Geumjeop Sect. Why did she have to be bound like this, trembling in terror?
Many questions overlapped, but the man before her seemed to have no intention of answering them.
"Alliance Leader, please, don't do this. This is a crime. If word of this gets out, your reputation will be dragged through the mud."
"It's fine, it's fine. You stupid Central Plains bastards will praise me no matter what I do."
"What!?"
She finally realized why his words felt so jarringly out of place.
"I'm serious. The world is built that way—so I can do whatever the hell I want."
"That... that's...! That's impossible...!"
"Impossible? Look, how many girls like you do you think I've kidnapped so far? I've lost count. But have you ever heard of a single kidnapping case?"
She hadn't. Not once.
"Do you know why? Because you people are like cattle. You're quick to get angry and boil over, but you cool down just as fast."
Lee Jae-won continued his vulgar tirade, his behavior completely unbecoming of the Great Hero who had supposedly saved the Murim. The dissonance was so sickening that Yoon Ji-hwa felt like she might vomit.
"No matter what I do—whether I murder or rape—I will be forgiven. And all of you will only think the best of me. You'll say there must have been a reason, or that I was drugged, and so on."
Lee Jae-won puffed out his chest and spread his arms wide.
"Why? Because this world was made for me in the first place!"
His eyes held a conviction that went beyond mere confidence; it was a form of blind faith. To Yoon Ji-hwa, of course, it sounded like nothing but delusional nonsense.
"I am the god of this world. No, even God cannot treat me lightly. So, there's no way insignificant things like you can restrain me!"
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Having finished his mad shouting, Lee Jae-won began to walk slowly toward her. As his footsteps drew closer and his figure loomed larger, Yoon Ji-hwa trembled in fear.
Standing before her, Lee Jae-won slowly began to stroke her cheek. The skin-crawling sensation went beyond unpleasant; it was revolting.
"Want to hear something funny?"
Amused by her reaction, Lee Jae-won chuckled and continued.
"Your father... he held my hand and begged me. He said you were his only daughter, born late in his life, and pleaded with me to find you. So I told him, 'On my honor as the Cheonmu Alliance Leader, I will surely find the female martial artist Yoon Ji-hwa.' You should have seen him. He fell to his knees and bowed, thanking me. Pfft... hahaha!"
The thought seemed to genuinely tickle him, and his laughter grew louder.
"Keke! Asking the very person who kidnapped his daughter to find her? And then kneeling and bowing to him? Isn't that a total comedy? Hahahaha!"
Yoon Ji-hwa couldn't contain her rage. Her father, the leader of the Geumjeop Sect, was an old man because she had been born so late in his life. Her blood boiled at the way this man mocked her father, who had traveled all the way from Henan to the Cheonmu Alliance with his aging body to beg for her safe return.
"You... you devilish bastard!"
A curse flew from her lips—lips that had never uttered a foul word in her life.
"Hey now, a devil? I am the Great Hero of the Murim and the World's Greatest Martial Artist, Lee Jae-won."
"Do you think Heaven will forgive you for doing such things?"
"I think Heaven sent me here specifically to do this. I've lived like this for twenty years, and yet, only good things keep happening to me."
"You will be punished one day! My father will find out where I am!"
"I told you, he won't. You've already been processed as a victim of the serial rapist and murderer, Jang Sam."
"Jang Sam is your disciple!?"
"He should be willing to take the fall for his master. I've fed him, housed him, and taught him all this time. It's about time he earned his keep."
"You piece of trash!"
"Bad boys are popular, you know. You're so young, you don't even know the trends. By the way, is that hole down there still a virgin?"
Lee Jae-won continued to mock her with his twisted logic. Overwhelmed by shame, Yoon Ji-hwa spat back at him.
"You pathetic loser. A man like you has probably never been truly loved by a woman in his life."
"What are you talking about? Do you know how many wives I have? Even your precious boss, the Phoenix Hall Master, is just a sow who screams beneath me."
"They don't love you! they're just infatuated with the mask you wear! You act all relaxed, but you're just a pathetic brat who never grew up mentally! If they knew your true nature, no one would ever love you!"
".........."
Snap.
Something inside Lee Jae-won seemed to break at her words.
Slap!
"You bitch!"
Slap!
"I'm pathetic!?"
Slap!
"I've never been loved by a woman!?"
Slap!
"You crazy bitch, do you have any idea how many wives I have? How dare you say that!"
For Lee Jae-won, who had been bullied and ostracized in school for his pathetic personality and lack of self-care, those words were his ultimate trigger. Being called pathetic and unloved by women cut deep.
Since coming to the Murim, he had killed every single person who dared to utter such words. After defeating the Heavenly Demon Emperor and saving the Murim, he hadn't heard anyone say that to him.
And yet, this slip of a girl had just thrown those words in his face. It was indeed his "reverse scale"; even after twenty years, hearing it still made him see red.
Yoon Ji-hwa’s cheeks were swollen from his strikes, and blood trickled from her mouth. The sight only fueled Lee Jae-won’s sadism.
"Haa... fuck. I was going to be nice, but you really pushed my buttons. I'm going to have to discipline you properly with my cock today."
Riiip!
"Aaah!"
Lee Jae-won began to tear her clothes away.
"Stop it!"
Riiip!
"I said stop!"
Riiip!
"Aaaaaah!"
Riiip!
She screamed and wept, but Lee Jae-won didn't care. He continued to shred her garments until she was left in nothing but her bra and undergarments, her skin exposed to the air.
"Wow, what a view. Purple underwear? I like your taste."
Feeling himself harden at the sight, Lee Jae-won scanned her body. She had a foul mouth, but her face and figure were a work of art.
Yoon Ji-hwa, who had never shown her naked body to a man, wept in profound shame. Seeing her like that only made Lee Jae-won feel better. Seeing a girl who had been resisting so fiercely break down into tears was always a thrill.
He reached out and slowly stroked her cheek, wiping away a tear.
"Seeing you cry makes me want to fuck you even more."
In an instant, Yoon Ji-hwa turned her head and bit down on his finger.
"Still feisty, I see. Hehehe!"
However, her teeth couldn't possibly pierce the skin of someone who had reached the Mystical Realm. After enjoying her sharp reaction for a moment, he pulled a round ball gag from his pocket and forced it into her mouth.
"It's called a ball gag. Keep it in tight, okay?"
Then, he moved his hand down and began to knead her breasts.
Squish.
Squeeze, squeeze.
Her breasts were the perfect size—neither too large nor too small. Lee Jae-won was highly satisfied with the sensation.
"Oho, looks like a full B-cup, huh?"
"Mmph! Mmph!"
Yoon Ji-hwa wanted to scream at his touch, but with the gag in her mouth, even the freedom to cry out was stolen from her.
"This is getting in the way. Let's get rid of it."
He pulled her bra straight down, exposing her bare breasts to the world.
Yoon Ji-hwa’s tears fell even harder. These were breasts she had never shown to anyone. She had kept herself pure for the love she hoped to find one day, only to have her body violated by this villain. Overcome by sorrow, an endless stream of tears flowed from her eyes.
Regardless, Lee Jae-won began to slowly rub her prominent nipples. Both the nipples and the areolae were perfectly shaped. They were easily the best breasts he had seen lately.
In the past, Lee Jae-won had taken many wives who were famous throughout the Central Plains for their beauty—the Greatest Beauty of Sichuan, the Number One Beauty of Cheongju, and so on. But as a man who preferred younger women, his wives, who were aging and whose breasts were starting to sag, no longer fit his taste. Though they were still stunning, he had grown bored of them after having them so many times.
That was why he periodically kidnapped girls who fit his preference to satisfy his urges. Yoon Ji-hwa was simply the unlucky victim this time.
Slurp, slurp.
Smack, smack.
Lee Jae-won put his mouth to her nipple and began to suck fiercely. They say those with an affection deficiency are obsessed with breasts. As the embodiment of such a deficiency, Lee Jae-won loved breasts to an obsessive degree.
"Hmph! ...Hmph!"
Yoon Ji-hwa was dazed by the sensation of her nipples being wet for the first time in her life. It all felt surreal. Who could have imagined that she, who had never even held a man's hand, would be giving her breasts to a stranger like this? She certainly hadn't.
Under the continuous stimulation, a strange feeling began to wash over her. Soon, against her will, her nipples hardened and stood tall.
"Hehehe, you said you hated it, but look at your nipples standing up. You're just a little slut, aren't you?"
"Mmph-mmph-mmph!"
She wanted to protest that it wasn't her choice, but the gag still blocked her words.
After sucking her nipples thoroughly, Lee Jae-won moved his hand down and slid it inside her undergarments. He found her clitoris and began to rub it slowly.
"Found your clit! It's engorged too. You're actually enjoying this, aren't you?"
Regardless of her will, her clitoris became erect, and her pussy hole began to gush. Love nectar was pouring out of her.
Squelch, squelch.
After rubbing her clitoris, Lee Jae-won began to rub over her pussy. The sound of the gushing vaginal fluid being frictioned began to fill the room.
"Hmph... mmph... mmph."
Under his touch, Yoon Ji-hwa began to let out involuntary moans.
Squelch, squelch.
The stimulation grew stronger, and her pussy became even more flushed. It was then that she felt a foreign object inside her.
Squish.
Lee Jae-won had inserted a finger into her.
"!?!?"
Startled by the sudden intrusion, she thrashed her body. But Lee Jae-won ignored her and began to move his finger even more vigorously.
Squish, squelch, squish.
The sound of his finger squelching against her wetness grew louder. Yoon Ji-hwa felt a bizarre sensation. Having never experienced this before, it was utterly alien to her.
This was the place she had saved for someone precious. She had been too shy to even look at it herself, washing it quickly and keeping it covered. Now, she was being violated there by a stranger—and she was feeling it.
She fell into self-loathing. Because it felt good. It felt maddeningly good.
Yoon Ji-hwa’s muscles began to tighten and relax around Lee Jae-won’s finger. He was immensely satisfied by the reaction.
"You bitch, you're so tight because you're a virgin."
As expected of a martial artist who was also a virgin, her tightening was beyond imagination. It felt even stronger than when she had bitten him.
Lee Jae-won increased the speed of his finger, and even more vaginal fluid began to erupt from her.
‘Ahhh... aaah... aaaaaah!!!!!!’
Since she couldn't scream through the gag, she screamed louder than anyone in her mind.
Gush, gush.
Finally, pushed to the peak by his hand, she went limp. The stimulation was too much for a virgin to handle.
Lee Jae-won couldn't help but smirk at the sight. Women were all the same. They resist at first, saying they hate it, but with just a little touch, they become slaves to pleasure and spray their juices everywhere.
Of course, it helped that he had coated his hand in a potent aphrodisiac before starting.
She must be confused. She would be wondering if she was actually a lewd woman, falling into despair and self-contempt. He just had to train her slowly from here.
Few women actually feel pleasure from being raped. Usually, they only feel immense psychological trauma and pain. But with the help of his specially made aphrodisiac, the story changed. He could turn even a victim of rape into a slave of pleasure, overcome by arousal.
Lee Jae-won had taken countless women this way and gained many sex slaves. It was certain that Yoon Ji-hwa would soon become a sex slave who loved only him.
With a satisfied smile, Lee Jae-won looked down at the limp, broken form of Yoon Ji-hwa.