Chapter 33
Chapter 33
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Product Appraisal (3)
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Ha-young crawled on all fours toward the center of the stage.
Her appearance was utterly shocking.
With every movement, her massive breasts swayed heavily, and at their tips, glittering piercings adorned her nipples.
-Plip. Plip.
And then there were the anal beads plugged into her anus.
Shaped like a man's cock and inserted like a dog's tail, the anal beads matched the dick-shaped earrings dangling from Ha-young's ears.
The audience seemed overwhelmed by her lewd display, holding their breaths in silence.
"Haa... haa..."
Ha-young panted heavily.
Wherever she crawled, drops of her arousal fluid splattered onto the floor.
Her mouth was gagged with a ball gag shaped like testicles, her head covered in a black leather hood, and a dog collar strapped around her neck.
The leash attached to the collar was held by our Master.
"Mr. Choi really is on another level."
"He never fails to deliver."
"To have her tamed so perfectly... impressive."
The VIPs sighed in admiration, nodding their heads.
Each of them sported an erection of varying size, their greedy eyes raking over Ha-young.
They flicked their tongues like vipers at the sight of her sagging breasts.
"Greetings. Mr. Choi here. Today, I've come to introduce my 'finest' creation to you all."
The room fell silent.
The VIPs' throats rumbled with anticipation.
At the words 'finest creation,' their eyes burned with desire as they stared at Ha-young.
"First, allow me a brief introduction of the product. Take a look at the life she led before I ruined it."
A massive screen lit up.
Photos of 'Ha-young' appeared.
She was so stunning, she could pass for an idol or actress.
"As you can see, before her modifications, the 'product' had flawless looks. Tastes may differ, but she embodied the most desirable type in this country."
The VIPs grew even harder at the sight of Ha-young's former self.
Some had their slaves suck their erect cocks, then grabbed their hair and shook their heads to masturbate.
"Her personality was equally impeccable. Ambitious yet never jealous, kind to others without expecting reward. Relationship-oriented but never forming cliques for gain, knowledgeable but never boastful. Please observe the footage."
The screen showed footage of Ha-young performing various good deeds.
Mostly small acts of kindness and consideration in everyday life.
Yet it was precisely these small acts that made Ha-young shine.
She brought out others' strengths, encouraged their growth, and inspired them to want to repay her in kind.
That benevolent power was Ha-young's greatest virtue.
"As the footage shows, this product excelled in both appearance and character. She was a talent destined for a brilliant future."
The VIPs snorted with excitement.
Some licked their lips, others swallowed hard.
Each expressed their lust in their own way.
"But behold. Lee Ha-young has ended up like this. Completely remade by me, she's fallen into the gutter, reduced to nothing more than a filthy receptacle for impurities."
With those words, Master stomped on Ha-young's head.
Her ass trembled violently as arousal dripped from her in steady drops.
"Hahaha... How... how could a girl who shone so brightly end up like that..."
"The training... the training is exquisite."
"Magnificent. Truly magnificent...!"
The VIPs thrilled at Ha-young's wretched state.
They were the type to genuinely revel in someone's downfall.
Especially when that 'someone' was truly valuable—the more so, the harder their cocks stiffened. Devils, every one.
...Just like me.
"By now, you're surely curious about the training results. I'll skip the dull parts and show only the key processes."
The screen advanced with Master's explanation.
It showed Ha-young glaring at him and hurling insults.
[You're a devil! How could anyone be like you? How could you do such vile things...]
Ha-young stared at Master with tears in her eyes.
Master explained to the VIPs as the footage played.
"As you see, she started like this. She utterly despised me. But—"
The screen changed.
Now Ha-young was impaled on Master's cock, her pussy and ass gaping wide.
Gasps erupted from the audience.
"After some education like this, she became obedient. Now, the next scene."
Another change.
Ha-young eagerly sucked Master's cock.
The video played through her licking residual precum and drinking his piss.
"How... how could such a beauty do that..."
"You've ruined her perfectly. Excellent."
The VIPs showered praise.
Master smiled at the warm reception.
"This is just the beginning. Next footage, please."
The screen advanced again.
Ha-young was declaring herself a slave.
In a naked dogeza pose, arousal dripping, saliva drooling.
[I... I am... a bitch worse than trash... Please degrade me...]
The once-radiant Ha-young's pathetic slave declaration.
Madness flickered in the VIPs' eyes.
They shook their slaves' heads faster, stimulating their cocks.
"It took about three months for the slave declaration. The next video is worth watching too."
The following clip played immediately.
Ha-young was being trampled by Master, burned with cigarette butts, drooling with wads of cash stuffed in her ass.
It ended with her going to bed with Master for beastly sex.
"What a lewd, vulgar bitch! Mr. Choi never disappoints!"
"I have to buy that one. For a girl who shone so brightly to fall into such a vulgar bitch!"
"Wilted before it could bloom. Beautiful."
The room's energy surged.
As the finale, heat poured from the VIP seats.
Master smiled and spoke.
"That was the completion of training. Now, witness the breaking. Eyes on the screen."
All eyes locked forward.
Footage played of Ha-young making grotesque faces during sex, then her mind shattering as she drooled uncontrollably.
The VIPs watched her ego collapse, veins bulging in their eyes.
Meanwhile, Master removed the gag from Ha-young's mouth and brought the mic close.
She twisted into a bizarre smile and spoke into it with a trembling voice.
"..... Ah, the screen ahead is... 'Lee Ha-young' completely collapsing... footage of her being born as a lowly masochist slave bitch..... Please trample meee..."
Ha-young introduced herself with slurred, leaking pronunciation.
The room descended into near madness.
Murmurs rose from clusters, the atmosphere igniting.
Some shouted to start the auction already.
Master opened his mouth with a satisfied expression.
"Hahaha. Calm down, everyone. The training isn't over yet. Stages 1 through 3—pleasure injection, ego destruction, and ideology remodeling—are mostly complete, but stage 4, personality reshaping, remains. Next screen."
Master advanced the footage.
Ha-young was smoking a cigarette.
"The forward screen shows the next phase, 'personality reshaping,' nearly complete. See how my slave bitch has become grotesque."
Suuuup—exhale.
Ha-young blew out a long stream of smoke.
Then she chewed Master's cum jelly with wet smacks and spewed vulgarity.
[Ah—fuck. Just wanna ditch school.]
The girl who'd diligently managed her grades now abandoning classes.
Ha-young took another drag and continued.
[Whew, guess I'll skip it. Nothing but retard professors anyway.]
She ordered delivery.
While waiting, she logged into an illegal gambling site and bet a whopping two million won on [Esports – League of Legends].
Then she played ladder climb gambling while awaiting her food and the match.
-Rrrring...! Beep!
First ladder climb: bust.
Ha-young slammed the desk.
"Fucking rigged. Crazy bastards."
She tried ladder climb again.
Luckily, success this time.
50,000 won stake doubled to 100,000.
[Continue? (Y/N)]
Asking if she'd stake the 100,000 on another round.
Ha-young hit Y.
Ladder started again—success, now 200,000 won.
"Yeah, that's more like it."
Ha-young got greedy.
Staked 200,000—won 400,000.
Then 400,000 became 800,000.
[Continue? (Y/N)]
Ha-young gnawed her nails, hesitating.
She hit Y.
-Rrrring...! Beep!
But luck failed this time.
Ha-young pounded the keyboard, screaming.
"Ah—! Fuuuck! You scamming shits! Give me my money, assholes!"
She clawed at her hair, cursing for a while.
Then she slumped in her chair, breathing raggedly, searching for something.
Her eyes locked desperately on a luxury bag from a famous brand—27 million won.
"Haa... I have to carry that one. Fucking show-off bullshit got me."
Details unclear, but she'd bragged about wealth at some gathering and was in a bind.
Hence the illegal gambling.
-Ding-dong.
Delivery arrived then.
Chicken set with cheese balls on the side.
The delivery guy asked for 3,000 won fee.
Ha-young glared and muttered.
"Delivery fee? Wasn't that included in the order?"
"Uh, no. Separate here."
"Haa—fuck. No cash."
The delivery guy's brow twitched at 'fuck.'
Ha-young ignored him, rummaging through her room for cash.
"Shoulda just included the damn fee. Such a hassle."
Grumbling curses, she tore through bed and desk.
No money found.
She scratched her head furiously and returned to the delivery guy.
Scanned him up and down, then grinned.
"Hey, how about settling with something else?"
Ha-young eyed him seductively.
The delivery guy blinked in confusion.
"Pardon? No, just transfer it."
"Ugh. Thing is, card bill hit recently, no money."
"What?"
"Come on~♥ Just this once... pretty please?♥"
Suddenly coquettish, Ha-young tugged his clothes.
His gaze drifted to her cleavage and thighs.
She grinned and continued.
"Don't you wanna touch my tits?"
".....Pardon?"
"F-cups. See?"
Ha-young pulled her top back, emphasizing her chest.
The delivery guy stammered, backing away.
"I'll cut you a deal~♥ Tit grope for the 3,000 won! Sound good? Deal?"
"No, wait..."
"Fine! Last chance! You can suck nipples too."
"N-no... This isn't a joke. What do you take me for..."
-Whoosh.
Ha-young stripped off her top entirely.
The delivery guy froze.
"Get in quick! Someone'll see!"
Ha-young seized the moment and pulled him inside.
She hugged him tight and continued.
"Come on—. Suck quick♥"