The Switch
“Eeeek!!! Eeeek! Eek! Ha… ah… No! Nooo!! Aaaah!!”
Hair matted with screams. A body on the verge of melting. The moment the vibrations faded and a cold liquid burst with a soft pop inside her womb, she thrashed her hips wildly.
I want to come.
Let me come.
I want to come.
Let me come.
I want to come.
Let me come.
I want to come.
Let me come.
I want to come.
Let me come.
I want to come.
Let me come.
I want to come.
Let me come.
Please just let me come!!!
She ground her lower body against the head of the vibrator. She shook the body bound to the cross this way and that, straining her bound legs until they felt ready to burst.
It was useless.
No.
Really, no.
“Nooooo!! Please! Please!!”
The stimulation spores in her nipples writhed. The Exlemer drug heated her body, yet the speed at which her arousal cooled was faster still.
Worse, it was not a clean cooling. The excitement remained while only the body’s ability to reach climax was killed.
At the same time, her mind felt as if it were dying too.
She was frantic. She shook her body until her wrists threatened to snap and rubbed her lower half against the vibrator in every direction.
I was not the only one.
Yejin too.
“Eek!! Fuck!! You bastards! Let me come!! I want to come!! Fuuuuck!! Just make me come until I go crazy…! I’d rather that, fuck! I’ll hold on. I’ll try to hold on. I won’t break! So just let me come!! Ugh…! Aaaah!♡ Fuck… I’m feeling it! I’ve been feeling it from the start!! Not this! Not thiiiis!!”
She gasped in agony.
A machine that poured stimulation and vibration into the body yet never allowed climax. The cold energy coming from the vibrator—was it some substance that acted on the hormones?
It was vicious.
So vicious, filthy, and petty it was almost spiteful.
They had stolen control of our bodies, and that terrified us.
But we had no choice.
“Heh heh. Hurting that bad? Fine. Then starting with A691… you… how about it? Let me brand your body once with the iron, and I’ll switch the vibrator for you.”
“Khh! Wh… what?”
“After I brand you once, I’ll let you come as much as you want. How about it? You want to come, don’t you? And you said you’d be fine coming nonstop. I was curious whether you’d break… or hold on with sheer willpower… so? What do you say?”
Then the one who held the choice spoke.
Guard Ba’al asked.
At his question, Yejin looked at Seoa.
Still unconscious, her body hung limp. On her thighs the melted fat marks and charred wounds remained hideously.
No matter how strong Yejin was against physical torture, there was no way she could endure a branding iron that seared skin and destroyed muscle.
“Ugh… uh-huk…! Th… that? Fuck… you crazy bastards! Crazy… sons of bitches…!”
“Still spitting rough curses, huh. Well, I don’t care about that. So? A691. Kim Yejin. Brand once and come? Or keep holding on like this? It’s only been three hours… let’s see~ seven left. What’s it gonna be?”
“Kh…! Fuck… damn it!! Ah… ahh… hee-uh♡ Kya… uuugh”
Yejin trembled. With a pitiful expression she stared at the branding iron Lucifer was heating.
Desperation filled her.
Yet I understood why she hesitated. I knew the reason she could not decide.
And I received the same question.
“How about you? A713. Lee Nayoon.”
“Ha-uh… uuugh…! M-me? Kya-euk!!”
“Yeah. How about it? You want to come, right? Just press this against the skin once and pull it away, and you can come. Oh, and just so you know—no scars or wounds will remain. You know that, right? Burn recovery tech was invented a few years back. We’ve got it in the Recovery Room here on Prison Island. How about it? Just a few seconds of pain.”
“Ugh… uha… aaa… aaak! Ugh♡”
It was a terrible temptation.
Judging by how Jaehee’s wounds had healed, their words were true. I could easily tell Ba’al was speaking only the truth to me.
A guard in a superior position had no need to lie to an inmate.
But when I thought about how vicious the pain of those few seconds would be, I could not decide easily.
The result of branding torture was already right beside us.
Even with nails through her hands and feet, the expression, the reactions, the thrashing of the woman who had suffered with her whole body.
I did not know her well, but Seoa was among the more patient inmates on Prison Island.
During training she had shown greater endurance for pain than I had many times, and even after being tortured the day before she had smiled and exchanged notes with us—her mind was strong.
That woman had fainted.
Watching her bite down on the gag with a face steeped in despair, unable to endure, I could not bring myself to decide.
“Hmm. That so? All right. Looks like you’re still holding up. Fine. Guess I mistimed it. Then let’s see~ Speak up whenever. Whenever you want, I’ll brand you with the iron and switch the vibrator for you.”
“Kya-euuuk! Huk! Ah… uaaaah! Aaaak!”
“Mm-ph… hic! Ugh… ha-uh… ♡ Ah… no! Don’t stop! Don’t st… ugh.”
In the end we could not decide.
But the opportunity remained open.
A chance we could take at any time.
Even though the temptation itself was almost unbearable, the belief that we could come whenever we chose… shook our hearts a little.
And… time flowed on again.
Excitement swirled inside my brain as if it would explode.
Mind and thought were slipping out of alignment.
Then a voice came from the terminal Lucifer held.
A688. Vitals normal. Clear.
“Okay. Resuming.”
At their exchange I looked sideways and saw the hand of the unconscious Seoa twitch.
At first I thought it was the wind, but the small movements grew larger.
Her eyelids fluttered.
They had removed the gag so she could breathe, and her lips moved as well.
She was returning to consciousness.
Ordinarily the recovery of someone who had fainted so helplessly would have been welcome.
But the situation was different now.
I wanted to scream at her not to wake.
Yet from a mouth ruled by lust came only—
“Ugh… uheh… hee-ung♡ Ah… no! Ugh… uah… auuuh…”
—the pitiful voice of an inmate whose arousal had climbed a steep curve only to fall off a cliff, the opposite of any rational thought.
My eyes alone followed Seoa.
My body was already dominated by blazing lust, on the verge of bursting from the excitement trapped inside.
In that interval Seoa regained consciousness.
And at the same time—
“Ugh… uuugh… ung? Ukh… ah-huk…!”
—she had to tremble again as she felt the burn pain once more.
No—she had to grow used to new wounds as well.
— Sssssssssssssss.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! Aaaaaaaaaah!!!”
Her consciousness was still hazy, yet she screamed with all her strength.
More accurately, it was simply a scream that burst out of her…
“Yeah. A688, rest well? From now on I’ll be the one branding you.”
The one who branded her with the iron was Lucifer.
While Ba’al had been offering the deal to Yejin and me, the man who had been tending the brazier had stepped forward himself.
“Ha-uh… kya-euuup! Uha… aaa…”
Seoa thrashed in pain.
Because of it, the wounds in her hands and feet that had stiffened from neglect tore open again and blood sprayed.
Only then did Seoa seem to realize she was still nailed to the cross; she hung her head with a despairing expression and sobbed.
Pain beyond endurance was destroying her.
“Hee-uh… uheh… aaang ♡ Ugh… ugh…!”
With her between us, Yejin and I had to pant in heat.
Now it really was the limit.
No… we had already long since passed the limit.
A narcotic sensation beyond mere suffering had shredded body and mind to pieces.
If I could feel climax just once…
How wonderful would that be.
Even while watching Seoa being branded and suffering right beside me, the conflict in my heart only grew larger.
And before long—
“Ugh… uheheh… heee… Ba… Ba’al-niiim…”
—Yejin broke first.
“What? Want me to brand you?”
“…Ah… ahh… yes… yeees…! Please… let me… come…. I… want to come… make me feel it… now… ♡ Ah… wa… wa…! It’s coming again… ugh… uh-huk… ah… no… noooo…! Hurry… hurry Ba’al-niiim… brand me… brand me with the iron so… I can comeeee…!”
The steadfast Yejin I knew was gone.
The panting Yejin was not the woman I knew.
Even when she submitted to circumstances, she would soon flaunt her bratty side again.
Even then, the light in her eyes had always remained alive.
Now not a scrap of her own will remained.
There was only an inmate ready to discard her body to escape this despairing edging torture.
“Fine. But from now on you’ll be in continuous forced climax. Well, if it gets too hard, say so. Then… I’ll brand you again and put it back the way it was.”
“Uheh… hurry… hurry… ah… aaa…! Stop… ah…! Uh-huk…!”
Yejin drooled as she craved the branding iron.
No. Don’t. Yejin.
If you do that…
I tried somehow to stop her.
I knew she would regret it.
That was why Ba’al had tempted us.
In this Prison Island where an inmate’s convenience was never considered—
and while under a death sentence at that—it was too great a devil’s bargain to accept.
This isn’t right.
Yejin.
Yejin…!
But just as with Seoa—
even then, what came from my mouth was—
“Uheh… hee-ung…. Aaak! No… make me feel it… uuuuh…! Ha-uh ♡ Aaang… kkuut… ah… if you stop there… noooo…!”
—I too was trapped in lust.
Excitement piled up in my body as I crumbled.
Barely holding on to reason enough to stop my own foolish choice was already hard enough; even for a comrade, I was not strong enough to block someone else’s decision.
“Hurry… hurry brand me… hurry… let me… let me come… ah… aaa… hot… hot… so hooooooot!! Aaaaaaaaaah!!!!”
— Sssssssssssss.
In the end the branding iron touched Yejin’s thigh.
A different smell from Seoa’s.
Skin tempered by muscle did not simply cook the way Seoa’s had.
The solid muscle of a woman who had prided herself on her strong body was literally roasted.
Whether Lucifer pressed harder than Ba’al I could not tell, but the color difference was clear—her thigh was severely burned by a single branding.
“Gueeeek!! Eek!! Ah… aaa—”
Yejin trembled violently.
Whether the pain had been so severe her mind had left her, between her limp legs a yellow liquid ran down her thighs and dripped.
“Hey. A691. What the hell is this? A few drops splashed. Tch.”
Apparently the urine that had run down had splashed Lucifer’s cheek.
With an irritated voice he looked up at us, pulled a switch from his pocket, and pressed it.
And at the same time—
the dazed Yejin rolled her eyes back and laughed while crying.
Tears streamed. Yet the corners of her mouth rose.
A face so richly varied it made one wonder if she had gone mad.
Then her body began to shake in grotesque ways, and a scream burst out.
“Kya-uaaaaaaah! Aaaak!! Aaaaak!! Ah…! Aaaa!! Hee-ung ♡ Uhit… uhihihihihihihihihi… uuuugh…!”
A bizarre scream I had once read in some erotic novel rang through the execution ground.
The sight was so vicious… even Seoa, who had been suffering in pain, had to look at Yejin with pity; the woman whose reason had collapsed… truly seemed to have gone mad.
“Geu-euuk…! Haa… haa. Good… so good… ah… hee-uh… ♡ I came… I came… I came… I came… co… co… coming again…! Again… ah… aaaa… aaaaa!!! ♡ Ahat… ha… ha-euuut…! Ungit… ah… aaa…!”
Terrifying.
Yejin’s reaction was so grotesque it was terrifying.
I grew afraid.
If I switched the vibrator too, would I become like that?
Honestly, if Yejin had not chosen first, I would have taken the branding iron.
That was how vicious, agonizing, and maddening the current edging torture was.
But watching Yejin truly display the face of a madwoman right before my eyes, I could not bring myself to make the same choice.
The terror of witnessing the moment a personality dies…
Ah, so that’s it.
That’s why this too is an execution.
I finally seemed to understand the guards’ intention.
Tears streamed down.
Beside me Seoa’s body was truly being destroyed by pain, and across from me Yejin’s mind had been destroyed.
Next was my turn.
Would I be branded and become like Yejin?
Or would I keep holding on, keep holding on, and pant in heat?
I could not find my bearings.
But one thing I knew.
Even if things simply stayed as they were… I too would soon collapse.
“Heh… eeee… I wanna come… ah… aaa… ah-huk… nipples… ah… touch them… aaa… ♡ Ah good. Spores. Good… ah… aaa… no… if you stop there… nooo… ah… aaa…”
Even the voice coming from my own throat no longer sounded like mine.
It was not my will either.
Just the accumulated desperation…
Yeah, I don’t like this expression, but I have no choice but to admit it.
It was truly the filthy howling of a bitch in heat.
And so we… had to keep enduring.
Until when?
…Until we died.