Subjugation on Broadcast (24)
While Lee Yu-rim went off to greet Dong-hyun, Su-hyun headed into the room to speak with her own teammates. Her heart was heavy, but she steeled herself as she stepped inside — one way or another, she would have to weather this together with these people.
The others looked at her with grim faces the moment she entered. They had already decided how they would react, depending on what she said.
"How did it go?"
A man spoke up on behalf of the rest.
"Let's... send Lee Yu-rim."
"Thank you. Thank you."
At Su-hyun's words, the man and the other teammates bowed their heads in gratitude.
"However."
Su-hyun cut their thanks short. The people who had been bowing froze and looked up at her.
"If something like this ever happens again, I may have to think long and hard about how long I should keep choosing to coexist. Please don't forget that I just made the decision to send my closest friend into dangerous territory."
The other teammates took her words heavily. After all, they had essentially betrayed the woman who had accepted them so easily — even when she could have made slaves of them all. Even so, a small rift had opened between Su-hyun and the rest of them. That much was an unchanging fact.
At that same moment, Lee Yu-rim approached Dong-hyun with hesitant, awkward steps. She knew that in a short while she would be sold off as a slave, and she wanted to build some rapport now, while they were still on even footing — even if only a little.
Back on the first day, talking over a meal, she hadn't thought well of Dong-hyun's attitude. He had chosen confrontation, and so she'd been a bit prickly whenever she spoke to him.
Ah... if I'd known it would come to this, I should've been nicer to him...
The regret came too late. There was nothing she could do about it now.
"Hello."
Dong-hyun was still resting in the main hall with Gyeo-wool and Min-ju, so finding him wasn't difficult. At Yu-rim's greeting he turned around, and once he confirmed it was her, he broke into a bright smile.
"Ah! You made it. I heard from Su-hyun. To think you'd get... betrayed like that..."
He spoke as if he were genuinely sorry for her. Seeing that, Yu-rim felt a little more at ease. She'd been told he had spoken well of her to Su-hyun, but hearing it and seeing it for herself were two different things.
"Yes... things just kind of ended up this way, I guess...?"
A sigh slipped out of her on its own. Her situation felt both hollow and absurd. Still, just as Su-hyun had said, the Jin-woo standing in front of her seemed like a reasonable person, which was a relief in its own way. Seeing that Min-ju and Gyeo-wool, standing beside him, had their collars unlocked only reinforced that feeling. She would be a slave for a while, but she figured that soon enough she too would be released, just like those two women.
"Well... either way, since you're joining our team, let's work together a little more. For survival's sake."
As he spoke, Dong-hyun held out his hand. Yu-rim took it. His palm was rough, but she thought it felt rather warm — similar to Su-hyun's hands, which had been shaped by years of fighting. Somehow that made her trust him. The fact that he had spoken so kindly to her helped, too.
"Yu-rim. Let's get along, okay?"
Gyeo-wool smiled as she spoke. Even back on the first day, when they had both been slaves, Yu-rim and Gyeo-wool had clicked well together — so when Gyeo-wool approached her so warmly, Yu-rim's heart eased considerably.
"Gyeo-wool unni... thank you so much."
Yu-rim's expression was one of genuine emotion.
A short while later, an announcement came over the speakers.
All contestants, please gather in the main hall.
The slave exchange was about to begin.
Joker stepped up onto the stage in the main hall.
"Alright~ The slave exchanges for every team have been decided. First up — who did Yoon Jin-ju's team select as their slave? Contestant Yoon Jin-ju, please bring your slave up onto the stage yourself."
At Joker's words, Yoon Jin-ju brought up the woman among her teammates who had first enslaved a man. She could have sent one of the three newly acquired men instead, but she had chosen this woman at the woman's own request — she didn't want to stay with those people.
"Then who will be the slave from contestant Seon Woo-hyun's side? Please bring them up onto the stage as well."
Seon Woo-hyun brought one of the men from his team up onto the stage. He was a fairly sturdy contestant. Woo-hyun's team had probably decided they didn't need him, but it was puzzling — he looked like someone who would have been useful.
"Alright! Both slaves are now on stage. Now, both of you — go to your new masters and kneel!!"
Joker delivered the line as if he were having the time of his life. The slaves who had come up on stage wore conflicted expressions at being put through this spectacle in front of so many people, but they couldn't refuse.
Yoon Jin-ju and Seon Woo-hyun stood on either side. The two slaves — a man and a woman — left their original teams and crossed paths as they walked, then each knelt before their new master.
"Now then, contestant Yoon Jin-ju, as the new master — why don't you tell us what you'd like from your new slave, Cha Hyeong-jin?"
At Joker's words, Yoon Jin-ju extended her hand toward Cha Hyeong-jin.
"I don't fully know how you must be feeling, but let's work well together."
"Th-thank you."
Cha Hyeong-jin's expression was one of deep gratitude. He hadn't expected to be treated this well.
"Hmm... boring. You're too nice — no fun at all. Then let's see how contestant Seon Woo-hyun handles things, shall we?"
Joker grinned as he looked at Seon Woo-hyun. Woo-hyun glanced at him, then turned his eyes on Kim Seon-ha — the woman who had just become his slave.
"Take your clothes off."
"What?"
"Shock. Level eight."
Level 8
"Ghhhkkk!!"
The instant Kim Seon-ha questioned him, the shock hit her.
"If I have to say it one more time, I'll dispose of you on the spot. Take your clothes off."
Only then did Kim Seon-ha stand up and strip her clothes off in a rush. Her naked body filled every pair of eyes in the room. Full breasts, a pleasantly soft build — her figure was as beautiful as any of the other contestants. Whether a crowd was watching or not no longer mattered.
The male contestants below the stage watched with rapt attention. The women wore expressions of disgust.
"From now on, you're going to masturbate with everything you've got for the people watching you. Understood?"
Seon Woo-hyun's voice was cold, his eyes equally so. Fifteen men below the stage were staring at her. Counting the staff, there were even more — but it was the fear Woo-hyun inspired that forced Kim Seon-ha to move.
"Hhhk..."
She spread her legs slowly even as she wept. She could feel the gazes of countless men boring into the space between her thighs. Her hand descended. Getting wet in a situation like this was no easy thing, but she had to finish it somehow — finishing as fast as possible was the only way out.
She focused as hard as she could, spreading her folds and rubbing them. Even when she worked her most sensitive spot the way she always did, her pussy strangely refused to grow wet. So she brought her left hand to her breasts, kneading the full, heavy flesh, mashing it this way and that before twisting her nipples.
"Haah..."
Only then did a faint moan slip from her lips. A little slick began to seep from her pussy, serving as lubricant for her fingers.
Schlick... schlick...
The obscene wet sounds echoed through the main hall. The fluid dripping from her pussy began to fall in thin strings, and her fingers went from one to two to three as she picked up speed.
"Ahaaahn..."
A heated moan spilled from her mouth. She was no longer paying attention to who was watching her — she was focused entirely on herself.
"Hnnnnaaaaaahh!!!"
At last, a spray of fluid erupted from her pussy like a fountain. Kim Seon-ha collapsed onto her back, her body trembling.
"Wooow!! That was quite the masturbation show from contestant Kim Seon-ha! Give her a round of applause!"
Joker, visibly excited, prompted the contestants to clap. Only a handful of the male contestants actually responded — but even those who didn't clap had clearly just witnessed something extraordinary.
"Then let's begin the next team's slave exchange. Contestant Ahn Jin-woo's slave, please come up onto the stage first."
Dong-hyun dragged Lee Jung-hwan up onto the stage. Having just watched Kim Seon-ha's humiliation, the man looked like a pig being led to slaughter.
"Next, please send up contestant Lee Su-hyun's slave!"
Lee Su-hyun brought Lee Yu-rim up onto the stage with a heavy heart. After seeing what had just happened, she felt sorry for having to send Yu-rim into something like that. Yu-rim felt the same. Dong-hyun and Gyeo-wool had made her a promise, but she was suddenly afraid all over again.
"All contestants are now on stage. Both slaves, go to your new masters and kneel!"
At Joker's words, Yu-rim let go of Su-hyun's hand, walked over to Dong-hyun, and knelt before him. She had no collar around her neck, so a staff member approached and fastened one onto her. Even as it clicked shut around her throat, Yu-rim did not resist.
"All preparations are complete. First, contestant Ahn Jin-woo — what will you have your new slave, Lee Yu-rim, do?"
Every man's gaze in the room converged on Lee Yu-rim, who was even more beautiful than Kim Seon-ha.