Pubic Hair Plucking Lesson for the Defiant Bitch
The bedroom was thick with the heavy air of climax and the raw, musky scent of sex.
In that space still drenched with the aftermath of their violent coupling, Eun Ye-rin stood frozen, staring with dazed eyes at the female writhing on the bed.
"Hngh..."
On the mattress, the very woman who had gaslit her for so long—Cha Seol-ah—shuddered violently in the lingering throes of orgasm.
It was hard to believe this was the same woman who used to moan with such arrogant confidence, as if deliberately letting her hear every sound through the wall.
If that Cha Seol-ah had been a haughty conqueror drunk on superiority, the one before her now was nothing more than a conquered bitch.
It's different from what I saw in videos...
Nothing like the staged, theatrical sex she'd watched on screens. This had been far more brutal, savage—pure animal rutting.
Eun Ye-rin tore her gaze away from Cha Seol-ah and fixed it on the man who had dominated the act.
Han Si-woo stood drenched in sweat, greedily gulping down a bottle of water. Beneath his chiseled, muscular frame, his cock hung heavy.
To call it large would be an understatement. It was massive—thick as her own slender forearm.
Gulp.
Eun Ye-rin swallowed hard, throat suddenly dry.
His body was perfect. That monstrous thing between his legs was enormous. And then there was that unknowable power of his—the way he had seen straight through Cha Seol-ah's ugly secrets and twisted heart in an instant.
He was her savior. The one who had rescued her. The man who showed her gentle kindness, helping her find the strength to stand on her own again.
Most of all, in this brutal new world, he was the male with the power to protect her.
Just looking at him made an unfamiliar heat bloom from deep in her lower belly, spreading like wildfire through every inch of her body.
She took a hesitant step forward, as if drawn by an invisible thread.
The man who had pulled her from hell. With flushed cheeks burning, Eun Ye-rin approached Han Si-woo.
...
I slowly turned my head at the presence creeping up behind me.
Eun Ye-rin, still wearing only her gray underwear, had come right up to my face.
"Haa... haa..."
Her breathing came in shaky, irregular gasps.
Her cheeks were flushed bright red. Her eyes had lost focus, glazed over with hazy lust.
With trembling hands, she reached out and clutched my forearm.
Then she pressed her body flush against mine.
Her body heat seeped into me through bare skin. She twisted her thighs—still slick and glistening with her own arousal—rubbing them together as she looked up at me with desperate, needy eyes.
"I... I-I also... ngh..."
She couldn't finish the sentence. Her lips simply parted and quivered.
A pure, untouched female practically begging with her body to be held. Offering herself up to be ravaged.
So this is what a virgin in heat looks like.
I swallowed a smile.
The raw, primal mating she'd just witnessed seemed to have triggered something in her. It was only natural to be drawn to a strong male. After watching me fuck Cha Seol-ah to a screaming climax up close, her excitement wasn't surprising.
Besides, I was her savior—the one who had destroyed the wicked woman who once oppressed her.
I smiled at her hazy eyes and trembling limbs.
I could throw this fresh, ripe body onto the bed and take her right now. But...
That wouldn't be any fun.
I already had plenty of women to satisfy my physical needs. With both Cha Seol-ah and Lee Ji-hye, I had more than enough holes to fuck.
In that sense, devouring Eun Ye-rin now would be a mistake.
It would be far better to make her burn with longing, to completely cloud her mind with obsession, then claim her only after she'd been thoroughly tormented by desire.
Good things are meant to be savored slowly.
Instead of wrapping my arms around her waist, I picked up someone's jacket that had fallen to the floor.
With a soft rustle, I gently draped it over her trembling shoulders.
"Ah..."
A small gasp slipped from Eun Ye-rin's lips.
I adjusted the collar, carefully pulling her body away from where it had been pressed so tightly against me.
"Your body is something that should be cherished."
Her eyes trembled as she looked up at me.
I continued in a calm, almost scolding tone.
"If you give yourself to me now, you'll regret it. You're just drunk on unfamiliar stimulation and the heat of the moment."
"Si-woo... nim..."
"Cool your head first. When you're clear-headed again, you can decide."
I offered her a small smile and lightly patted her back.
It was completely different from the way the guards had treated her—like a piece of meat to be devoured.
Eun Ye-rin clutched the jacket collar tightly with both hands.
"Y-yes... I understand."
She pressed a hand to her pounding chest and kept glancing back at me several times as she left the bedroom.
Click.
With the sound of the door closing, Eun Ye-rin stepped out into the waiting room.
...
I stared at the closed door and slowly let my expression drop.
The gentle smile I'd forced onto my lips fell away, returning to its natural place.
Now that she was gone, only I and the piece of meat sprawled across the bed remained in the room.
Rustle.
Behind me, the sound of fabric shifting on the mattress reached my ears.
Then came the faint, stealthy movement of someone holding their breath.
The woman who had lost all her power, her filthiest secrets exposed.
Clatter.
The faint sound of a sharp lamp being dragged across the floor.
And then—
"Die!"
A scream filled with pure malice erupted from behind me.
Cha Seol-ah, who had somehow regained her senses, charged at me wielding the stand lamp from the bedside table.
The ornate European-style iron fixture became a sharp weapon hurtling straight toward the back of my head.
"Hmph."
I didn't even turn my head. Just before the weapon could reach me—
The slave cannot harm her master. Action canceled.
"Huh...?"
The weapon in her hands stopped dead in the air, ignoring all laws of physics, just inches from my hair.
Only then did I slowly turn around.
Cha Seol-ah was frozen mid-leap like a statue, still suspended in the air.
Arm raised high, gripping the weapon, not a single fingertip could move.
"Y-you... you bastard...!"
Only her eyes darted wildly back and forth.
I looked straight into the face of the woman who had been turned to stone.
"For a bitch who tries to bite her owner..."
I reached out and casually flicked the weapon from her hand, sending it clattering to the floor.
Clang.
The decorative lamp rolled across the ground.
"An education is clearly necessary."
"Ahh!"
The coercive force of Flesh Subjugation released, and Cha Seol-ah collapsed limply to the floor.
"Haa... haa..."
Her sneak attack had been so pathetically nullified that she lay there gasping for breath.
But Cha Seol-ah's will to resist had not been broken. When she lifted her head, her eyes burned with murderous intent.
"What the fuck is this skill?! Release it right now, you son of a bitch!"
The moment the system control lifted, she bared her teeth and hurled curses at me.
Even after being registered as a slave, this vicious bitch kept spitting venom without end.
I looked down at her with a smirk, watching the way she glared at me with pure poison in her eyes.
That unyielding, venomous expression of hers only stoked my desire to conquer her even more.
"What kind of skill, you ask?"
Even though she knew her power and influence had been shattered, she still screamed with bloodshot eyes.
"How the fuck should I know?! What the hell did you do to my body?!"
Her outburst was fueled by rage and humiliation.
She slammed her fist against the floor, cursing me with every breath.
"I'll kill you! I'll tear you to pieces no matter what it takes, you fucking dog!"
I looked down at her squirming on the floor and curled my lips into a smile.
She's different from Lee Ji-hye.
I stroked my chin in thought.
The virgin Lee Ji-hye had crumbled after experiencing pain and pleasure for the first time. After I fucked her all night long, she had clung to me like a bitch in heat, desperately begging for affection like a puppy.
She had nearly lost her sense of self entirely, which was why I'd spent points to activate the personality preservation option.
But this woman clawing at the floor and screaming was cut from a different cloth.
A venomous snake who had controlled her group by sleeping with countless men. The type who had no qualms about using her own body as a cum dump to seize power.
Even though she'd been subjugated as a slave, a single orgasm hadn't been enough to completely shatter her mind.
As I'd said before, this bitch was both a whore and a crazy cunt.
Even after realizing her body was no longer hers to control, Cha Seol-ah continued spitting venom nonstop.
"Release this fucking skill right now! You piece of shit!"
She really was something else.
"...Looks like this bitch still hasn't learned her place."
"Who the fuck are you to talk about my place?! You're nothing! You worthless worm! Scum from the bottom of society—!"
I shrugged at the raging bitch.
Seems simply fucking her won't be enough.
Earlier, with Eun Ye-rin watching, I'd restrained myself from using too much violence or harsh torture. But now, there was nothing holding me back.
Step.
I took one step forward.
Cha Seol-ah flinched and tried to scramble backward, but her back immediately hit the bed frame.
I loomed over her, casting a shadow across her face, and gave my command in a low voice.
"Stand up. Spread your legs. In an M-shape. And pull your pussy open wide so I can see everything."
"Y-you crazy bastard, why would I—!"
Cha Seol-ah shook her head violently, trying to resist.
But despite the refusal pouring from her mouth, her body—bound to the system—obeyed my order.
The master's command is being carried out.
"N-no... stop...!"
Her legs began moving against her will. Cha Seol-ah's eyes widened in horror.
Her knees, which had been on the floor, slowly spread outward.
She planted both hands on her thighs, desperately trying to force them back together.
"Hngh! Don't move, I said don't move...!"
But even her own hands betrayed her.
The palms that had been pressing her thighs together now gripped the insides of her knees and began pushing them apart.
A grotesque scene of her forcibly spreading her own legs wide open.
Her torn dress rode up over her hips with a soft rustle.
She stood in place with her knees spread as far as they could go, completely exposing her most shameful parts.
But this wasn't the end.
I smiled and gave the next order.
"Now, use both hands to spread your pussy lips."
"Let go! I said let me go, you fuck—!"
She screamed and struggled, but her hands moved toward her own cunt.
In the end, Cha Seol-ah used her own fingers to spread her labia wide apart.
Cha Seol-ah, frozen in place with her legs and pussy spread obscenely open.
"Fuuuuck!! I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!"
Even as her mouth continued to curse and spit venom at me, her lower body was displayed without the slightest cover right before my eyes.
"Hmm."
I ignored her screams and bent down to examine her exposed center.
Neatly trimmed pubic hair. A well-used, sloppy cunt bearing the traces of countless encounters and endless friction.
I reached out toward the center of her spread pussy.
Twitch.
Her thighs trembled slightly even before my fingers made contact.
But instead of touching her cunt, I pinched one of the thick pubic hairs growing above it between my thumb and forefinger.
"Let's see how well you can endure this..."
"W-what are you grabbing?!"
I slowly pulled upward, applying force through my wrist. I could feel the roots stretching taut beneath my fingertips.
"Hiiit...!"
Then I ripped it out.
Pluck.
"Aaaaaagh—!"
The pain of a single hair being torn from her sensitive mound. Cha Seol-ah bucked her hips and screamed.
It was only one hair, but the stimulation had come from her most private, defenseless place.
It was more than enough to torment her and scrape at her sanity.
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
Tears welled in Cha Seol-ah's eyes as she panted desperately.
I looked at the curled hair between my fingers and spoke.
"One man."
I didn't stop. I reached out again, this time grabbing two hairs at once.
"Two men."
Pluck.
"Kyaaaaagh!"
Her head snapped back from the pain of her pubic hairs being ripped out. Her toes curled rigidly, veins bulging across the tops of her feet.
Her thighs tensed. Her whole body shook uncontrollably.
As I pulled out the second batch, I asked her.
"Just how many bastards did you spread your legs for?"
"Y-you crazy fuck, why would I—!"
Sweat trickled down her collarbone.
Even while spitting curses, her body remained locked in that obscene M-shaped position, trembling.
I grabbed three hairs this time.
"Why? For every man you fucked, I'll pluck one of your pubic hairs. Let's count them all, starting from me and working our way back."
I pointed toward the waiting room outside the bedroom.
"You must have given it up to every single guy gathered out there, right? But that's not all. Sponsors, male idols, executives, PDs... Just how many were there?"
"Ugh... hngh... I don't know, I don't know!"
She thrashed, scattering tears as she screamed in rage.
"Fuck, how the hell am I supposed to count that?! I've rolled around with them hundreds of times—how am I supposed to remember every single one?! Let go of me right now!"
The truth spilled from her own mouth.
Since she had controlled her group by sleeping with so many men, it made sense that even she couldn't count how many times she'd whored herself out for power.
At her answer, I twisted my lips into a cruel smile.
"Really? You've sold your cunt so many times that you can't even count them anymore?"
I spread my fingers wide and roughly seized a whole fistful of her pubic hair.
Grinning, I whispered into her ear.
"If you've given your body away so many times you can't even count, then even if I pluck every single hair here, it'll still fall far, far short, won't it?"