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In the darkened room, I stared alone at the monitor glowing with light. On the screen, Seongah gazed at Baek Hayoon and spoke. "Sister... why did you do it? Why..." The video began with Seongah sobbing in Baek Hayoon's arms. Baek Hayoon patted her back and replied, "...Want to hear my story?"
Baek Hayoon's offer to share her tale. Seongah nodded. Soon, Baek Hayoon began. "Hehe. First, I should start with how I got dragged into this world." She told Seongah about being scammed by her agency, her father's car accident, and how she desperately needed money.
"So... that's how you ended up selling your body?" Seongah's eyes still showed she couldn't fully accept it. Baek Hayoon smiled faintly and answered, "Yes, it was for the money. But what would you do in my shoes, Seongah? Give up your dreams and rot away? Or swallow the dirty work?"
Seongah had no response to Baek Hayoon's question. In the end, by selling her body, Baek Hayoon had paid for her father's surgery and achieved her idol dreams.
"Want to see this?" To the silent Seongah, Baek Hayoon showed her phone. Seongah checked the contents, her eyes widening as she looked up at Baek Hayoon. Smiling, Baek Hayoon said, "Whether it's atonement or not, this is what I've been doing. I've tried to use the money from all that filth in meaningful ways."
What Baek Hayoon showed Seongah were donation and sponsorship records. The public knew she'd donated around 2 billion won, but what she revealed was over 10 billion—funneled through her own foundation for full transparency on usage.
"You even supported aspiring idols..." Among her deeds was aiding idol hopefuls in tough spots. Seongah scanned them with a conflicted expression, then bit her lower lip hard and glared at Baek Hayoon. "Why show me this? To justify what you did?"
Seongah pressed her with venomous eyes. Baek Hayoon looked hurt, and Seongah's face quickly crumpled into teary regret. In the heavy silence, Baek Hayoon spoke. "...You're right, Seongah. I wanted forgiveness for what I've done. From a fan who loved me so much... I guess I just wanted to hear that I'd done well, that it was okay despite my efforts."
Seongah opened her mouth as if to speak, but the words never formed and scattered. She just clamped her lips shut and bowed her head. "Yes, I've become a monster. I get the shock you're feeling." Baek Hayoon continued, her heels clicking—tak, tak—as she approached the table. "To survive, to climb higher, I threw away everything. But—"
She picked up a stack of documents from the table, stood tall before Seongah, and declared, "I became a monster to hunt monsters." With that, she handed over the papers. Seongah took them and flipped through page by page. Surprise spread across her face.
"Th-this is..." "Yes. A file that can take them all down in one blow. It includes me—it's everything to punish the monsters who keep creating victims like you and me."
Seongah swallowed hard, staring at the documents. Then she looked up at Baek Hayoon. The resentment in her eyes was gone, replaced by pity. "But if this gets out, you'll..." "Hehe. I'll pay for my crimes. But it's something I've thought about for ages. It was my one goal, what let me endure all the ugliness."
Seongah bowed her head, clenching her fists to hold back surging emotions. The file in her hand crumpled slightly. "Seongah, this industry is rotten to the core. They're tangled with politics and the underworld—no one can touch them lightly. To uproot it all, sacrifices like mine are needed."
"....." "But I can't do it alone. I need your help."
Baek Hayoon's plea for help made Seongah's pupils dilate. As Seongah stared, she continued, "I know it's shameless. Helping me means stepping into the underworld too. But..." Suddenly, Baek Hayoon dropped to her knees. Looking up desperately, she begged, "I need you to make this work."
Seongah panicked, fumbling to help her up. Ignoring it, Baek Hayoon pressed on. "I'll take all the blame! I'll make sure it doesn't touch you as much as possible... Please help me. I need you."
Her eyes brimmed with sincerity. Seongah, tears streaming, pulled her into a hug and sobbed, "What... what do I have to do?" Baek Hayoon smiled, hugging back. "Achieve your dreams. Accept that man's demands and climb to the top first. That's when my plan starts."
Seongah trembled, unable to reply rashly. Baek Hayoon stroked her hair. "I'm sorry for asking this. But once you've made it, I'll drag out everything that dirtied you. You just stay an eternal idol, a star. I'll pave the way."
".....What if I refuse?" "You'll live normally. You might not enter broadcasting, but you'll get a regular job, date normally, live stably and happily. You could be happy."
".....But countless hopefuls will suffer? More people like me will appear?" "Yes. If I fail, that's what happens."
Seongah nodded at Baek Hayoon's answer. Steel resolve in her eyes, she pulled away and met her gaze. "Then... I'm in. I don't know if I can endure it." Seongah had accepted. The first video ended there.
I immediately ordered the slave bitch to play the next one. "Yesss~♥ Master♥" —Beep. The next video started right away. I flinched the moment it began. The place on screen triggered my trauma.
Kukukuk. So Seongah was called there too. The familiar interior I'd seen before. It was the very room where Hayoung Lee had fallen. Master sat smoking inside, while Seongah knelt demurely, glaring at him.
"Kukukuk. I love that fire in your eyes. Can't wait to see how long you can keep hating me." Seongah glared daggers; Master smoked leisurely. She spat with fury, "Don't worry. I'll despise scum like you to the end."
"Ouch. I'm really hated, huh." "Obviously. How could I not loathe someone who takes women through filthy means?"
"Hoo— Is that so? Then I'll have to try harder. Only four meetings left with you, and I need to make you love me by then." "Pfft. Love? Thought you were some big shot—turns out you're delusional. Never had real love, have you?"
"Kikikik. Don't worry. I get plenty of love. Lately, someone's been clinging to me just like your mom." "Ha— Seen my mom's YouTube too? Don't get it twisted. Someone like her wouldn't glance at trash like you."
"Kukukukukukuku... Fun. Enough chit-chat—" Master rose. His towering frame over 180 cm blocked the ceiling, shadow falling over Seongah. —Thud. Thud. Thud. He approached step by step. Seongah's throat bobbed.
Standing before her, she clenched her fists and looked up. —Swish. Master lifted her hair, sniffed it close to his nose—snnniff—and smiled faintly. "You can tell a well-kept woman just from her hair. You're top-tier."
".....Stop insulting me and get it over with. Every second with you is humiliating." "Krhuhuhu. Good. Too chatty." Master fell silent, staring intently. They locked eyes like a staring contest; Seongah broke first under his pressure.
The instant she turned away, Master grabbed her face and showered her with kisses. "Mmph—mmph!" She resisted desperately, lips sealed. But when he gripped her ass hard, her mouth gaped—hah! He thrust his tongue in, ravaging her mouth.
"Hnnnngh.... Hmph! Hooob!" Hot breath poured into her as he kissed fiercely. Overwhelmed, Seongah's resistance crumbled. She collapsed onto the bed; Master ripped her dress—rrrip, rrrip!
"Hic.... Hnnngh..." Tears welled as she watched it tear, barely holding back sobs. Master grinned demonically, his signature deep chuckle rumbling as he shredded her clothes bare-handed.
"....." Her pale body exposed. But pure white lingerie still covered her privates. Master licked his lips, then resumed devouring her body.
"Sob... Hnnngh...." No different from a rape scene. Master violated her brutally; Seongah wept. That's when I felt a soft, warm mouth enveloping my cock. Looking down, my slave bitch Heeyeon Lee was sucking me off.
"I-I'll s-service you...♥" The slave offered to worship my erection. I nodded. She started slurping—slurp! slurp!
"Hnnngh! Ngh! Hngh!" Meanwhile, Master had stripped her lingerie. Seongah moaned in pain more than pleasure as his fingers toyed with her pussy. "Kukuk. Pain's normal at first. Just endure a bit. I'll find every spot that feels good."
He probed her folds methodically. When she let out a pleasure-tinged moan, he'd nod and stimulate it repeatedly. He's mapping her out. Finding every sensitive spot.
Now I saw what I hadn't before. Back then, watching my precious one get ravaged mercilessly just made me cry. But now I understood Master's intent. He's trying everything to gauge her inclinations.
It looked like rape at a glance. Slapping her ass, spitting, pinching skin, biting spots, hurling insults, tearing clothes, caressing softly, licking her body, blowing hot breath in her ear, stroking her hair, licking tears, rubbing her belly, kissing her armpit, sucking toes, kissing her hand—everything imaginable.
Reactions got repeated tests; lesser disgusts were verified multiple times. "Hnn...♥ Maaaster♥ You're getting bigger~♥ Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!"
It thrilled me. Unraveling Master's secrets step by step brought the joy of becoming a dominator like him, surging through me. Ignoring the slave's sucking, I fixed my bloodshot eyes on the screen.
"Haaaagh—!" Finally, Master granted her his holy cock. Seongah screamed in agony at the monstrous intrusion; he pistoned mercilessly.
Intense at first. Giving pain on purpose. Most women couldn't take his size fully. He skipped the endurance phase brutally to hasten adaptation.
"Hngh! Hagh! Ngh! Krgh! Nnngh! Gh! Gh! Hngh!" Seongah gripped the sheets, enduring. But with each thrust, her pain eased. Confirming her moans quieter, Master pulled out suddenly.
Relaxed, she released the sheets, panting—haa, haa. —Schlup! But at that moment of relief, he grabbed her hips and thrust in ambush. Her pussy, molded to his shape, welcomed him.
Slowly piercing, he hilted fully. "Hn...! Ngh...! Nngh...!" Fully impaled, she teared up, moaning rhythmically in molding pain.
"Hnn.... Nnngh..... Nmm..." But pain faded fast. Staying buried, Master waited; her agony subsided. Next insertion, she'd orgasm.
—Schlup! He withdrew; her pussy clenched greedily. —Schlup! Third thrust. Seongah's back arched like a bow, pleasure-drenched moan escaping. "Hiiiing!♥"