Chapter 8
Chapter 8
## 8. The Beginning of Training
### -1-
"Alright, get up now. You did well."
To Minji, who had performed the naked dogeza and made her slave declaration, permission to rise was finally given.
"Yes."
The dogeza position was extremely uncomfortable, and it was so shameful that as soon as permission was given, she immediately released the posture and stood up.
"From now on, your answers will only be these three: 'Yes, Master,' 'I'm sorry, Master,' and 'Thank you, Master.'"
"Yes, Master."
Weber's Law.
The law that when a strong stimulus is given, it becomes difficult to feel change from small stimuli, and change can only be felt from even larger stimuli.
Minji's current state was exactly that.
Before this, she would have felt resistance to even such trivial commands.
But after performing the naked dogeza and making the slave declaration, she now accepted these small commands easily without resistance.
"Since you wrote the reflection letter well and apologized properly, I'll give you food as promised. Wait a moment."
"Thank you, Master."
At the thought of finally being able to eat, she answered happily for the first time since being kidnapped, with a bright tone.
Jihwan cut the previously grilled pork belly into small pieces and put them into the dog food bowl, then mixed it with one bowl of rice, some kimchi, a little ssamjang, and finely chopped lettuce.
"Um, can I put on clothes now?"
Minji wanted to wear clothes because the cold air touching her bare skin gave her goosebumps, and she felt embarrassed remaining in the nude.
Afraid that putting them on without permission would cause him to find fault again, she asked Jihwan, who was preparing the meal.
"No. You're going to wash up soon, so just stay like that. And when you ask questions, add 'Master' to them."
"Yes, Master."
'Perverted bastard.'
She thought just saying "Yes" would be enough, but having to add the 'Master' title every time and answer so long-windedly was incredibly fucking annoying and uncomfortable.
"Here, eat well."
Jihwan, who had finished preparing the meal, placed the dog food bowl on the floor in front of her.
'I hate it, but I have no choice. I'll just bear it and eat. I have to eat to get revenge or whatever.'
Eating on all fours like a dog was too shameful, worse than death, but the instinct of hunger broke her reason and pride.
Just as Minji was about to get down on all fours, put her face to the dog food bowl, and start eating.
Chalseuk!
"Ah!"
Startled by the sudden burning pain on her butt, she screamed and looked at Jihwan.
"Shouldn't you give thanks before eating?"
"I'm sorry, Master. I'll eat gratefully."
"Don't use your hands. Only use your mouth, like a dog."
"Yes, Master."
Only after answering every single word of Jihwan's instructions was she finally able to eat.
Because she was forbidden from using her hands, Minji lowered her face to the bowl, using only her mouth to eat, without even stabilizing the bowl with her hands.
The position was uncomfortable and she couldn't use her hands, so her face got all messy, but she didn't care and wolfed down the food.
'Was it always this delicious?'
The hardened pork belly, cold rice, kimchi, and ssamjang roughly mixed together.
It was truly the kind of meal you'd feed a country dog, but to Minji right now, it tasted better than a hotel buffet.
'Why does it taste so good but feel so sad... sob sob.'
The misery of having succumbed to mere hunger and become a slave.
The shame of her appearance as she ate on all fours like a dog.
The happiness from eating delicious food and relieving her hunger.
All kinds of emotions tangled together, and Minji found herself crying again without realizing it.
As she buried her head and ate, her tears fell onto the rice.
The sight of her, starving, forcing down tear-soaked rice, was like watching a one-woman monodrama.
'To think I'd see Minji eating on all fours like a dog, naked...'
Minji, who in high school was practically every male student's idol.
Seeing her naked, on all fours like a dog eating, he felt a sense of conquest and a strange excitement in his lower abdomen, a tingling sensation.
He desperately wanted to get behind her and fuck her pussy right then, but he held back.
There was plenty of time. He would slowly train her into his personal sex slave first.
He planned to make her beg him to fuck her, not force her, and then devour her.
"Are you done eating?"
"Yes, Master."
Chalseuk, chalseuk.
This time, two strikes instead of the previous one.
"Ahh!"
They weren't that hard, but the unexpected corporal punishment made her scream involuntarily.
"It's basic etiquette to thank your Master before and after meals."
"Yes, I'll be careful next time. Thank you, Master."
It was already hard enough remembering to add 'Master' at the end of every sentence, but having to watch every single phrase was killing her.
"You ate with such a mess. Even a dog would eat cleaner than you. Tsk tsk."
"There was nothing I could do since I didn't have chopsticks and couldn't use my hands."
'Seriously, this is so fucking annoying.'
While feeling a shame that could drive her crazy from Jihwan's criticism, the reality that she had to answer to avoid being hit was too miserable.
"You're too dirty, so you need to wash up. Follow me."
"Co-cough, cough. Yes, Master."
Jihwan pulled the leash and dragged her along, so she gasped for air and followed behind him on all fours like a dog.
'I was curious about what this place was.'
There was one door each on the left and right walls of the basement from where Minji had been. He took her to the door on the right wall.
'How big is this house if they even built a bathroom like this in the basement?'
She had been curious about what was behind that door, but she never imagined there would be a bathroom like this.
When the door opened, a fairly spacious area of about 10 pyeong was revealed.
In the center was a square bathtub large enough to fit three or four people easily, and right next to the door on the wall were two showerheads.
In the corner were various items like tubes that looked like they came out of a Japanese soft-core porn video, a massage bed, and a 'ㄷ'-shaped chair with the bottom part open.
'Ha~ of course, a perverted bastard.'
It was obvious just by looking what purpose this place was made for.
"Wash yourself clean in here and come out."
"Um, by myself?"
"Yeah. What, do you already want to give your Master a bath service?"
"Ah, no. I'll do it by myself."
'Phew~ what a relief.'
It was true that the items placed inside had made her think that way, but she was relieved to hear she would shower normally by herself.
"Right, you'll be doing it eventually anyway. For today, just wash yourself."
"Thank you, Master."
Jihwan fixed the leash to a hook next to the showerhead so Minji couldn't do anything else, then went out to take care of his business.
Left alone, Minji turned on the shower and began to wash her body.
'So dirty.'
As if she wanted to wash away her defiled self, she scrubbed every inch of her body excessively.
"Sob sob, what am I going to do from now on..."
When she had the leisure to think while washing, her hopeless situation came to mind and she cried again.
The tears were washed away by the shower water, but her defiled heart was still not cleansed.
She had cried so much here that she had shed more tears than she had in her entire life, but thinking about the humiliation she had suffered and how she would endure from now on, tears just flowed uncontrollably.
What woman could endure this situation without crying?
"But washing up does help a little."
After crying as much as she could and cleaning her body, she felt a bit better.
'No matter what happens, I have to steel my heart and endure.'
Thinking that she must not fall apart, even for the sake of revenge, she resolved herself internally.
'It's fucking awful, but for now, I'll play along with whatever that bastard wants.'
That way he would let his guard down, and an opportunity for escape or revenge would come.
### -2-
While she was washing, Jihwan gathered and installed items for Minji from the storage room (the room opposite the underground bathroom) and upstairs.
"Are you all washed up?"
"Yes, thank you, Master."
After finishing all the preparations, Jihwan went into the bathroom to get her.
Since the leash was tied to the showerhead, she couldn't come out by herself.
"Now, you can move freely up to the bathroom. How is it?"
He had installed a wire line from where Minji had been to the bathroom ceiling.
If the leash is fixed to the wire line instead of the wall, she can move freely to the bathroom along the wire line.
Of course, the wire line doesn't extend all the way into the bathroom, so the length of the leash only barely reaches the showerhead.
"It's so nice. Thank you, Master."
Since she had resolved to go along with Jihwan's tune as much as possible.
She tried to act as if she had truly become his slave.
'This is actually pretty good.'
When it was fixed to the wall, the range of movement was too narrow and it was suffocating, but extending the range to the bathroom actually made her feel a little grateful.
'Minji, snap out of it! Think about what this bastard did. How can you feel grateful for something like this?'
Minji got goosebumps at the fact that she had unconsciously felt grateful, and suddenly came to her senses.
"This is a reward for repenting your wrongdoing and offering yourself as a slave."
"Yes, I'm truly grateful, Master."
'Like hell I offered myself. You forced me.'
While cursing him internally, Minji didn't show it outwardly at all.
"Try moving around a bit? Let's see if it moves well."
He connected the leash to the wire line installed on the ceiling.
"It moves well. Master, thank you."
"Good, it's installed well. And there's one more gift."
"What is it, Master?"
She asked with a bit of anticipation at the mention of another gift.
The living conditions in the basement were so poor that she hoped it would be something useful like the wire line.
"Here, open it."
Jihwan pointed to a small box placed on the desk.
When she opened the box, Minji's expectation quickly turned to disappointment.
"Thank you, Master. I'll use them well."
The items inside the box were various cosmetics.
'Fuck, what kind of gift is this for me? It's a gift for him.'
Unlike her words of gratitude, inside she was busy cursing Jihwan.
Because it wasn't for her, but given to her so she would make herself pretty for him.
"Maintaining a pretty appearance for your Master at all times is a basic requirement for a sex slave."
"Since I've allowed you to go to the bathroom by yourself now, always keep yourself clean and wear makeup to stay pretty."
"Yes, Master."
"And what happens if you wash carelessly or skip makeup~?"
Jihwan spoke in a condescending tone, as if mocking her from start to finish.
"I'll do my best to always show my Master a pretty appearance so I don't get punished."
Following her resolution earlier, she chose words to please him as much as possible.
'Already?'
Jihwan couldn't hide his surprise at the quite exemplary answer.
He had thought her mental state was barely enough to say things like 'Yes, Master' and 'Thank you, Master,' but he was surprised that she had pulled herself together enough to answer like that.
"There's one last gift. Seeing you sleep on the chair yesterday broke my heart, so I prepared a slave-exclusive bed."
This time, Minji had already noticed before Jihwan even spoke.
Because there was a large cage placed where she originally slept.
A cage about waist-high, wide enough for two people to barely lie down.
The length of the cage being longer than Minji's height was fortunate, if anything.
"Thank you for your consideration, Master."
'Let's think positively, Minji. It's better than sleeping on the floor next to the absorbent pad.'
Minji did some mental control and pulled herself together.
It was humiliating to sleep in a cage meant for animals, but aside from that, there was a blanket laid inside, which was better than sleeping on the floor.
"Really? I'm glad you like it. Starting tomorrow, the real slave training begins, so prepare according to the schedule written here and don't be late. You know what happens if you're late or unprepared, right?"
Jihwan handed her a piece of paper with the schedule written on it.
"Yes, I'll prepare well, Master. But I don't have a watch."
"Here, use this."
"Thank you, Master."
Jihwan, who hadn't thought about a watch, took off his wristwatch and gave it to her.
"There's still a lot of time until bedtime, so I'll give you one more homework assignment today."
"What kind of homework?"
"Think for yourself and write a 'Slave's Pledge.' Not too many, just about five."
"Yes, Master."
She didn't want to write even a single line, but she had no choice.
"If you write it to my satisfaction, I'll give you a meal, and as a reward, I'll give you one item of your choice. Of course, if I don't like it, you'll be punished, so think carefully before you write."
"Yes, Master."
With that, Jihwan gave her the homework and left the basement.
'Of course, a perverted bastard. He really makes me do all sorts of things.'
Left alone in the basement, Minji cursed Jihwan internally and began to write the 'Slave's Pledge.'