I'll Put It In
From the other side of the door, Minhi kept slamming against it as if she meant to break it down—bang, bang!—calling for me without pause.
Come out while I'm still being nice. Staying in there is only going to make things worse for you, Oppa.
Her voice was sweet, almost affectionate—but her fists never stopped hammering the door like she intended to smash it open.
"Please… please… just once, just once—"
I frantically tapped at the barely-powered phone, praying it would connect to anyone at all. But the screen stayed dead, utterly unresponsive to my desperation.
"Please, just once…… Please, just once is enough……"
I sobbed as I tried to will the phone back to life. Still nothing. Then, abruptly, the violent pounding stopped.
I went still and stared toward the door.
Click-click… ting~
As I watched in silence, the doorknob fell off.
"Gulp……"
I swallowed hard. Through the hole where the handle had been, I could see into the space beyond.
But all that showed was the hallway—not even the color of Minhi's clothes.
Not knowing when she might come in, I moved carefully, trying not to make a sound, and set a chair against the door. I had no idea if it would hold against Minhi's strength, but it was better than nothing.
"Should I come in? Or are you going to come out on your own?"
Her voice drifted through while I was still shifting the chair.
"……"
"I'll give you one minute. If you come out on your own within one minute, I might go easy on you. But the moment I step into that room, I don't know what I'll do to you, Oppa."
"……R-really……?"
I already knew she was lying.
But whether I went out or stayed put, the horrific torment waiting in Minhi's hands would be the same.
"When have you ever seen me lie? So hurry up, move that chair, and come out."
"N-no… Y-you… you're lying again… If I come out… you'll do weird things to me again…"
I grabbed a pencil from the desk, bracing for the moment Minhi might force her way in.
"Heh."
From outside came a short, mocking laugh.
"Getting a little smarter, are we, Oppa?"
"Sh-shut up… I-I never had a little sister like you…"
This wasn't my sister anymore.
I had never had a sister who locked me up and fixated on me with such mad obsession.
"Hahahaha~ Ah, really—you say things you can't take back. I wonder how you plan to deal with the consequences?"
BANG!!!
The chair I'd carefully propped against the door went flying into the wall as Minhi kicked it open.
She came in wearing a smile twisted with madness.
"Oppa, what were you trying to do with that phone you were holding so tightly?"
"Sh-shut up!! Don't come near me!!"
I shoved the broken, useless phone into my pocket and gripped the pencil with one hand, pointing it at Minhi.
I didn't know if it would work as a weapon—but if she came closer, I was ready to stab.
"Hahahahaha~ Ahh, really—after all that defiance, the best you can do to threaten me is a pencil? You're so cute, Oppa♡"
"D-don't come near me!!!"
"Don't be like that, Oppa. If you put the pencil down nicely right now and run into my arms, I might go easy on you?"
"Get lost… Y-you think I'm falling for that!!"
"What's wrong, Oppa? Look—I'm barehanded."
Minhi raised both hands slightly, showing me her empty palms, then slowly advanced.
For every step she took closer, I retreated, trying to keep distance—but the room was small, and there was nowhere left to go.
"The way you try so hard to resist me without knowing what to do—it's so adorable♡"
"G-get away… Please…… Don't come any closer!!"
I didn't know if I could even hurt someone with a pencil this small.
Still, I swung it at the approaching Minhi—but she didn't so much as blink, simply shifting back slightly to dodge each attack.
"Just like a cat, Oppa. A cute little cat baring its teeth at its owner's hand, refusing to be tamed♡"
"Shut up!! I said shut up!!"
"Try meowing once for me, Oppa. I think it'd suit you perfectly."
"No no no!!! I said no!! Please just leave me alone!!"
I swung the pencil with every intention of hurting her—but Minhi caught my wrist.
"That's enough, don't you think? You're going to get hurt at this rate."
"You fucking bitch, let go of my hand!!"
I thrashed my arm, clawed at her with my nails, tried everything to shake free—but Minhi wouldn't release me.
She looked down at me with cold eyes.
"Done?"
"Let go of my hand………"
"Twenty-seven minutes."
"Wh… what…"
"The time you spent resisting me, Oppa."
The grip on my wrist tightened.
"Nngh… I-it hurts…"
"You misbehaved for twenty-seven minutes, so I'll show you hell for exactly twenty-seven minutes."
Her grip was so crushing that strength drained from my right arm, and the pencil clattered to the floor.
"I gave you so many chances to come out, apologize, and beg for forgiveness. But you just had to make this into a big deal, didn't you?"
"S-stop…… It hurts… Nngh—"
It felt like my wrist was about to snap.
Minhi yanked my arm up over my head and drove a vicious punch into my stomach.
THUD!!
"!!!"
She'd hit me square in the solar plexus. I couldn't even breathe—the pain was so intense I couldn't scream.
Minhi released my wrist, and I crumpled to the floor, clutching the spot she'd struck.
"Hmm-hmm-hmm~♩"
While I lay there gripping my midsection, Minhi hummed a little tune and started rummaging through the bag she'd packed earlier.
"Your first act of defiance against me, and this is all you've got? I expected you to put up more of a fight."
"Gaaah—hk—nnngh…"
For several seconds I couldn't draw breath. Then I managed a grotesque, wheezing gasp, still curled on the floor holding my stomach.
"Look, Oppa. Do you know what this is?"
"Urgh—hk—aaah…"
Minhi held a syringe up in front of my eyes.
A syringe filled to the brim with clear liquid.
"To teach you what happens when you resist~♪ Education starts now~"
"D-don't—hk—st-stop—"
"Yes~ yes~ I can't understand a word you're saying, so—stab~ stab~"
The moment I saw that syringe I wanted to run, to scream at her to stop—but I couldn't form proper words, and my body wouldn't move through the pain.
"In it goes~ in in in in~ the medicine is going in~~"
"Nngh-aaah—s-sto-op…"
A sharp sting at my neck, and I felt the drug flooding into my body.
Clatter………
Then Minhi dropped the empty syringe right in front of my face.
"Ta-da~ It's magic, Oppa! Just a moment ago it was full of medicine, and now it's gone!"
"Urgh… uh… uuuuugh!!!"
"Hahahahaha~ Ahh, Oppa, have you finally lost your mind? Why can't you talk like a normal person?"
I stared at the syringe, hands trembling, and touched the spot on my neck.
Then, slowly, my body began to heat up.
"Haa… haaa… hwaaah…"
The pain from Minhi's punch to my stomach was transforming—shifting from agony into stimulation, into pleasure.
"How do you feel right now, Oppa?"
"H-haaa… nngh-aaah…"
My body was burning.
Every brush of fabric against my skin, every point of contact between flesh and flesh, was becoming a source of stimulation.
"Heheheh~ Look at those unfocused eyes. Ahh~ so cute, so precious♡"
"Haa… haaaa… M-Minhi… p-please… j-just once… look the other way… please…"
As the stimulation kept converting into pleasure, my mind was turning to mush.
With the last of my strength, I grabbed Minhi's ankle.
"St… stop—hwaah-nngh… please…"
"Hahahaha~ Stop what, Oppa? Your punishment for resisting hasn't even started yet—and there are still twenty-five minutes left."
"Haa-hk-nnngh…"
"The drug should be spreading through your whole body by now, Oppa. So for the remaining twenty-five minutes, you're going to count every single second out loud. If you don't, I won't know how much time has passed—and I'll just keep tormenting you forever."
I shoved him aside and caught my resisting Oppa.
Calling it "catching" felt almost wrong—he'd scurried into a mouse hole, and I'd plucked him out with ease.
So stupid~
I looked down at Oppa on my bedroom floor, twitching and writhing, already high on the drug.
"Heheheh~ so cute~"
This was the same passive Oppa who was now flopping on the floor like a fish, letting out lewd little moans—
Who could look at that and not get turned on?
Today's schedule had been packed—go to Oppa's studio apartment, take care of this and that—but his little outburst had thrown everything off.
"Well, it's only a one-day delay. I can just take the late-night bus."
From the carrier where I'd packed my things, I pulled out only the tools I'd need for today.
Handcuffs to bind both wrists and ankles to the bed, disposable medical gloves, a camera and a tripod.
"Shall we begin the education?"
I set up the camera and tripod by the bed and installed the handcuffs.
Then I lifted Oppa—who was still lying on the floor, gasping and moaning—onto the bed.
"Nngh-gaah-ghh!!"
Even before the cuffs were on, just the contact of my hands made his body thrash like he was having a seizure.
"Ah-ah! Stay still, Oppa."
"Urgh-aaah-eh-hwaah"
"Mm, yes yes. I'll make you feel good real soon."
I cuffed him down—this Oppa thrashing like a fish just pulled from the sea.
Then I looked at his pants.
"Heheh~ Ahh~ sorry, Oppa. I forgot to take off the chastity belt, didn't I?"
His mind was already fried with pleasure, and the area below his waist was soaked through.
"Mm-hmm, I'll make you spurt-spurt real soon~"
I grabbed his pants and underwear and yanked them down in one motion.
The chastity belt that had been trapped inside his underwear came into view, and a thick scent of night-blooming flowers rose from within.
"Ahh~ you want to cum that badly? Just wait a little~"
The moment I unlocked the chastity belt with the key from my pocket, Oppa's cock sprang up, fully erect.
I slowly wrapped my hand around the hard shaft—and Oppa's hips jerked violently as he started cumming all over my hand.
Spurt-spurt, spurt!!
White semen coated my hand, but his cock was still rock-hard.
"Do you want to impregnate my hand that badly, Oppa? Cumming this hard just from that."
"Heeh-nnngh…… haaak-haaak!"
"There there, I know. I'll make you cum again real soon, so just wait a little."
Just from my hand, his whole body was trembling so intensely—
I wondered what kind of reaction I'd get if I pressed on his prostate through his back hole.
Like a doctor calmly entering an operating room, I pulled on a pair of medical gloves and spoke to him.
"Oppa…… I'm putting it in."