The Miserable Collapse of the Ambiguous Devil
Chapter 34. The Miserable Collapse of the 'Ambiguous Devil'. (SM, Sadism Warning)
Lee Ji-yeon, who had plotted to ruin Lee Ah-young's life, never anticipated the situation unfolding before her. The sudden appearance of Kang Ju-hyeok had shattered every one of her schemes.
Lee Ji-yeon stood naked, her body slumped forward. A rope was looped around her neck, suspending her in place. She remained utterly motionless. The same woman who had once worn her nurse's uniform with such elegance, who had stripped Ah-young bare and humiliated her in front of others, who had always been the one in control while Ah-young was reduced to a slave—now the roles were completely reversed.
With the rope around her neck, she stood as though awaiting execution. Her feet were flat on the floor rather than balanced on tiptoe, offering a slight improvement over before, yet she was still forced to stand perfectly straight, completely exposed. Being made to display one's naked body was an unbearable humiliation for anyone. Kang Ju-hyeok and Lee Ah-young sat comfortably in their chairs, watching her.
Lee Ji-yeon had no choice but to endure the shameful spectacle with her entire body. Though her body remained still, her facial expression was a chaotic mask of despair. What thoughts were running through her mind? While her thoughts remained unreadable, one thing was certain—they were nothing short of utterly hopeless. Yet no one present showed her the slightest sympathy.
"Khh… khhh… ugh…" Lee Ji-yeon continued to emit pitiful moans. For a woman who had lived as an ordinary person, the current situation was far more humiliating and painful than she could have imagined. The woman she had dismissed as a mere toy, the foolish girl she had believed Lee Ah-young to be, was now staring intently at her exposed body. Ah-young's pretty eyes sparkled as they traced over every inch of her. The memory of how she had once tormented Ah-young only deepened her despair at the reversal of their positions. Lee Ji-yeon's spirit was slowly crumbling. Endless tears streamed down her face.
"Huu… huuugh… khhh…" No matter how much she cried, there was no one who would help her now. That realization only made her suffering worse. On top of everything, her clitoris was beginning to burn with an insane heat.
"Ahh… ahh!" Lee Ji-yeon started rubbing her thighs together. Her clitoris throbbed in time with her heartbeat. Within mere minutes, her urge to masturbate grew stronger and stronger. But with her hands bound, she could only desperately grind her thighs in an attempt to stimulate herself. Her body twisted obscenely, yet the friction was far too weak. After receiving two doses of the aphrodisiac injection, her clitoris demanded far more stimulation than this.
Kang Ju-hyeok smiled at the sight and addressed her. "Ms. Lee Ji-yeon? How are you feeling right now?"
"Khh… I… I was wrong… I was wrong… P-please… let me go…"
Lee Ji-yeon's face was soaked with tears as she began to beg pathetically. But that was not the answer Kang Ju-hyeok wanted.
"I asked how you were feeling, Ms. Lee Ji-yeon."
"Ah, ah… P-please… I want to go home… I-I won't tell anyone… I swear…"
The corner of Ah-young's mouth curled upward slightly. Lee Ji-yeon knew nothing about Kang Ju-hyeok. Ah-young could already predict what would happen next. This man despised that kind of response above all else.
Kang Ju-hyeok rose from his seat and walked toward Lee Ji-yeon. Step. Step. Step.
"Hii… hiiik!" Lee Ji-yeon tried to back away, but her feet only moved in place. The rope around her neck held her body taut and immobile. Stepping backward was meaningless.
"I asked the question first. Yet your manners, Ms. Lee Ji-yeon, are severely lacking."
Kang Ju-hyeok stood before her, looking down at her face. Lee Ji-yeon's eyes were wide with terror, while his expression remained utterly devoid of emotion.
"Huu… hup… huu… hup…" Her breathing grew ragged from fear. Kang Ju-hyeok grabbed her breast. Squeeze!
"Khh… khhh…!" Lee Ji-yeon screamed in shame and terror. Her breasts were quite large as well, and the pale flesh filled his hand completely.
"What is your bust size, Ms. Lee Ji-yeon?"
"Khh… khhh… ugh… aaaaah!" Kang Ju-hyeok began kneading her breasts—not with gentle caresses, but with deliberate, painful force, crushing them in his grip. The soft flesh deformed grotesquely, flushing red.
"Khaaaah! It hurts! S-stop… please stop! Aaaah!"
"Ms. Lee Ji-yeon…" Kang Ju-hyeok shook her breasts left and right while gripping them. The crushed flesh swayed with the motion, and her entire body trembled in his grasp. Her agonized moans continued without end.
"Khaaaah! It hurts… it hurts so much!"
Kang Ju-hyeok turned to look at Ah-young and smiled brightly. "Ah-young, would you come stand beside me for a moment?"
Ah-young had been staring blankly at Lee Ji-yeon's suffering. At his call, her body reacted instantly. She sprang to her feet and walked straight toward him without a single moment of hesitation.
"Y-yes!"
When Kang Ju-hyeok released her breast, Lee Ji-yeon's reddened mound sagged downward. Her body lost strength and slumped further. Only one breast was flushed crimson; the other remained pert and untouched.
"Huu… huuugh…" As Ah-young approached, Kang Ju-hyeok spoke immediately. "Ah-young, stand right beside Lee Ji-yeon and take out your breasts."
Huh? Take out her breasts…? Did he mean she had to undress? Ah-young's body flinched. Until now she had assumed this situation had nothing to do with her. But suddenly being told to strip…? A wave of fear washed over her, yet her body moved first once more. This was not the time to worry about shame in front of this man. Ah-young immediately began unbuttoning her checkered pajama top. The buttons came undone quickly. She removed the top and let it fall to the floor. In an instant she was down to her underwear. Without hesitation she unclasped her bra as well and tossed it aside. She stripped completely bare in mere seconds. Then she lowered her hands to her sides and stood at attention. Though exposing her bare chest again filled her with shame, she made no move to cover herself. With Lee Ji-yeon suffering right in front of her, Ah-young understood that she had to please Kang Ju-hyeok. In this moment, hesitation born of embarrassment was absolutely forbidden. She grasped that fact instantly.
Within seconds, Ah-young's upper body was completely exposed. Her large, beautiful breasts swayed slightly downward. Her pale pink nipples and areolas, along with her flawless white breasts, were laid bare before Kang Ju-hyeok. Since she paid no attention to the discarded clothes, her bra and top lay scattered across the floor.
"Still beautiful no matter how many times I see them. You are truly perfect, Ah-young. And your precious clothes… should be placed on the chair, not the floor."
P-precious clothes? The same man who constantly forced her to remain naked was now calling her clothes precious. Ah-young quickly gathered the scattered garments, placed them on the chair, and returned. She stood before Kang Ju-hyeok once more with her breasts exposed. She wondered if he had changed, even slightly.
Kang Ju-hyeok's gaze alternated between Lee Ji-yeon's and Ah-young's exposed breasts. Both women possessed large, beautiful breasts, yet Ah-young's were undeniably superior in every way.
"You are truly beautiful, Ah-young. The size, the color—everything about your breasts is lovely. As for you, Lee Ji-yeon, your breasts are… severely lacking. Severely."
Lee Ji-yeon stared at Kang Ju-hyeok with terrified eyes. His hand moved. His left hand seized Lee Ji-yeon's breast once more, crushing it. The previously untouched breast deformed and flushed red. Squeeze!
"Khh… khhh… aaaaah! Aaaaah!" Lee Ji-yeon struggled in vain to escape his grip. No matter how much she thrashed, escape was impossible. She only succeeded in making herself look even more pitiful. Veins stood out on Kang Ju-hyeok's left hand as he squeezed with brutal force. This time his right hand reached for Ah-young's breast. Ah-young flinched but did not pull away. In complete contrast to Lee Ji-yeon, his right hand caressed Ah-young's breast with gentle strokes. Stroke. Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze.
Ah-young flinched at first, then leaned forward to offer her breast more fully to his touch. Being touched so softly had once felt shameful and painful, but now, with Lee Ji-yeon right beside her as a point of comparison, those negative feelings were relatively muted. Instead, a pleasant sensation welled up inside her.
"Nnh…" When Kang Ju-hyeok gently stroked her nipple, Ah-young let out a soft moan. …Did I just moan? In front of this devil…?
Kang Ju-hyeok chuckled at the sight. He withdrew his hands from both women's breasts and repositioned himself in front of Lee Ji-yeon.
"Ms. Lee Ji-yeon. Reflect on your actions."
Kang Ju-hyeok seized both of Lee Ji-yeon's breasts with both hands and began twisting them in opposite directions. The soft flesh was crushed and deformed as the fatty tissue was wrung mercilessly. Even from a glance, the pain looked excruciating.
"Khaaaaaah! P-please! Stop… stop it!" Lee Ji-yeon screamed in agony, thrashing wildly. Ah-young stood only centimeters away, watching the scene up close. Lee Ji-yeon's soft breasts were being twisted beyond recognition. Gulp. Fear flickered in Ah-young's eyes. She glanced down at her own untouched breasts and swallowed hard. I… I have to please this man…
Kang Ju-hyeok continued torturing Lee Ji-yeon's breasts with nothing but raw strength and zero mercy. Even if he was being kind to Ah-young at the moment, this man was clearly a devil. Psychopath, sadist, demon—any label fit. Ah-young deliberately thrust her chest forward even more. She wanted to appear as obedient as possible to this devil.
Kang Ju-hyeok released Lee Ji-yeon's breasts.
"Haa… haa… haa… Aah… p-please… let me go home…" Lee Ji-yeon sobbed, her mental state clearly deteriorating. She looked utterly miserable. Lee Ji-yeon was not livestock. She was not a branded criminal. There was no Brand of Livestock on her buttocks. Unlike Ah-young, who was legally livestock, Lee Ji-yeon was an ordinary civilian woman. The fact that an ordinary woman had been kidnapped and reduced to this state… Yet if it was Kang Ju-hyeok, perhaps such illegal abduction was simply par for the course. Ah-young firmly resolved never to defy this devil. She absolutely did not want to end up like Lee Ji-yeon before her.
"I will help improve your pathetic figure, Ms. Lee Ji-yeon. I will make your breasts grow until they match the size of beautiful Ah-young's breasts here."
Kang Ju-hyeok smiled broadly as he lowered both hands. Then, without warning, he began slapping Lee Ji-yeon's breasts upward with his palms. Smack! Smack! Slap! Slap! Crack! He struck from below, sending her breasts bouncing violently in every direction. The sound of flesh meeting palm echoed throughout the room.
"Khaaaaaah! Aaaaaah!" Lee Ji-yeon's agonized screams poured out as her pain-racked body jerked and thrashed, desperately seeking an escape that did not exist. There was no way to avoid the upward strikes. With her arms bound behind her back and her neck fixed in place, her breasts could only absorb every impact. Slap! Slap! Smack! Smack!
"Kiaaaaaah!" Ah-young watched the violence unfold, her pupils shaking violently. Right before her eyes, Lee Ji-yeon's breasts were being struck repeatedly, the impacts sending them flying in all directions. Tiny blood vessels burst in real time, turning the once-pale skin an angry red. Ah-young stared at Kang Ju-hyeok's merciless hands. Without the slightest hesitation or compassion, he was brutally beating a woman's soft, vulnerable breasts. Unconsciously, Ah-young nearly reached for her own chest. The pain Lee Ji-yeon was suffering felt as though it were being transmitted to her as well. But Ah-young suppressed the urge. To display her breasts properly to Kang Ju-hyeok, she thrust them forward even more and assumed the at-ease posture so she would not accidentally cover them. The violence was happening mere centimeters away. Ah-young clenched her fists and watched. If she closed her eyes or looked away, that same pain might come for her next. Though only a few centimeters separated Ah-young and Lee Ji-yeon, their breasts were in vastly different states. While Ah-young's remained pristine, Lee Ji-yeon's were being utterly destroyed. Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Khaaaaaah!" After striking her breasts repeatedly, Kang Ju-hyeok paused. Then he targeted both breasts simultaneously for one final, powerful upward slap. Smack!
"Kiyaaaaah!" Lee Ji-yeon's breasts bounced violently as her entire body convulsed. The pain seemed to have driven her halfway out of her mind. Kang Ju-hyeok examined his handiwork. Lee Ji-yeon's breasts, once pale, were now a deep, mottled purple. Burst capillaries and large bruises marred the swollen flesh. They had grown larger—swollen from the beating—but the growth was uneven and lumpy, concentrated only where the palms had struck. They were simply bruised and battered, not naturally enlarged. Originally, Lee Ji-yeon's breasts had been quite pretty. Despite her slender frame, she had possessed C-cup breasts. They had never been small or unattractive—only inferior in comparison to Ah-young's flawless pair. But now Lee Ji-yeon's breasts were hideously bruised and severely swollen. The sagging, bright red, heavily battered mounds before them were far from beautiful. Kang Ju-hyeok had destroyed Lee Ji-yeon's once-lovely breasts.
"Hic… hic… hic…" Her sorrowful sobs revealed her wretched, hopeless despair. Lee Ji-yeon's head hung limply. Because the rope around her neck was fixed, she could only rest her chin against it while tilting her head to the side. Even though she was suffering from pain, she could not rest comfortably. Simply standing was already torturous, and now her breasts had been savagely beaten as well. Tears streamed endlessly from her eyes. There was not a single trace of hope left in her gaze.
"I have improved your pathetic body a little, Ms. Lee Ji-yeon. Thanks to my efforts, your breasts are much larger than before. Are you satisfied?"
Lee Ji-yeon's figure had never been lacking, yet it was clearly insufficient in Kang Ju-hyeok's eyes. Ah-young stared at Lee Ji-yeon's horribly swollen breasts from right beside her. Until moments ago she had felt no sympathy whatsoever, but now, seeing those pitiful, ruined breasts, a trace of pity began to stir. Lee Ji-yeon… just say yes and do whatever he says. Otherwise… you're really going to be in trouble… Sadly, Ah-young's worried thoughts did not reach her. Lee Ji-yeon simply repeated the same pleas, answering questions that had not been asked.
"P-please… spare me… please… stop… it hurts so much… I can't take it…"
Kang Ju-hyeok smiled faintly. Lee Ji-yeon's unfocused expression revealed her deteriorating mental state. But her disorientation was no reason for him to show mercy. He returned to his seat. Ah-young, who had been standing beside him with her breasts exposed, glanced at him nervously. Once Kang Ju-hyeok was seated again, he called to her.
"Lee Ah-young, sit beside me."
"…Yes! Understood!"
Ah-young hurried back to her seat and sat down. Though her breasts were still fully exposed, she had not once attempted to cover them. Kang Ju-hyeok glanced at her chest before turning his gaze back to Lee Ji-yeon, who remained slumped and standing.
"Ms. Lee Ji-yeon shows no sign of remorse whatsoever. Wouldn't you agree, Ah-young?"
In truth, Ah-young could understand Lee Ji-yeon's feelings. No matter the reason, anyone suddenly kidnapped and reduced to such a state would react this way. Begging for one's life out of sheer terror was, in a way, only natural. Being forced to expose one's naked body in front of others was utterly horrifying for a woman. Ah-young knew that truth intimately from her own experience. Perhaps she understood Lee Ji-yeon's heart better than anyone else. Yet Ah-young had no intention of siding with her. It was not merely because she disliked her—more importantly, only by currying favor with Kang Ju-hyeok could Ah-young survive.
"Yes. She tried to destroy your toy, yet she has not shown a single ounce of remorse."
Kang Ju-hyeok looked at Ah-young. The corner of his mouth slowly lifted.
"Hahaha! Excellent, Ah-young." Kang Ju-hyeok burst into laughter, clearly pleased. "Then I shall no longer give her any opportunity to beg for forgiveness. Allow me to demonstrate how I deal with toys that displease me."
Lee Ji-yeon's once-perky breasts were now covered in bruises, horribly swollen, and misshapen. The rope around her neck forced her to maintain that agonizing posture at all times. The devil who had tormented Ah-young was now suffering even more miserably than Ah-young herself. And what made it even more wretched was the fact that between Lee Ji-yeon's legs, a steady stream of arousal fluid was flowing. Despite the horrific and painful situation, her sexual desire was growing stronger by the second. Her clitoris burned hotter, swelling visibly. Exhausted and in agony, Lee Ji-yeon forced her trembling legs to move, rubbing her thighs together. The slightest stimulation reached her clitoris. Schlick. Schlick. The fluids coating her inner thighs made an obscene sound as they were rubbed together.
"Huu… haa… huuugh… hic… hic…" Schlick. Schlick. Her sobs and the wet sounds of her thighs grinding together echoed simultaneously. Lee Ji-yeon's miserable face grew even more deeply etched with despair. Even in this situation, she cursed her burning clitoris with every fiber of her being while staring at the two people sitting comfortably before her, sinking further and further into the depths of hopelessness.