The Falling Villainess

The grip of my hand tightened.

Dozens of coarse pubic hairs caught between my fingers.

With just a little more force, I could rip those sensitive strands right out by the roots.

And yet Cha Seol-ah was already in the humiliating M-shaped spread position, her thighs and pussy forced wide open by the Flesh Subjugation skill.

“Hoo… Hoo…”

Even in this extreme state of shame, Cha Seol-ah took deep, steadying breaths and forced herself to calm down.

Her legs trembled violently. Cold sweat dripped from her chin in heavy beads. Yet her eyes still burned with venomous defiance.

After mastering the pain, she lifted her head sharply and glared at me.

Her sharp, furious voice echoed through the bedroom.

Cha Seol-ah screamed at the top of her lungs. Even now, she was still trying to negotiate with me.

“Hmm.”

I loosened my grip on her pubic hair just a fraction. My fingers gently stroked the black thicket between her legs as I thought to myself.

This kind of bitch can’t be given even the slightest room for negotiation.

A master doesn’t negotiate with the bitch he’s raising.

Once you give them a successful negotiation, they start thinking they’re your equal. Before long they’ll be sitting at the same table demanding food and trying to climb on top. That could never be allowed.

You give an order. They obey.

If they don’t obey, they get beaten and starved.

And then they get fucked senseless. That is the correct relationship between master and bitch.

“What I want, huh…”

I shrugged while continuing to stroke her pubic hair.

“What…?”

“…!”

Cha Seol-ah’s pupils shook violently at my answer.

The realization that she couldn’t manipulate the man in front of her with her body, hidden food supplies, or the power she held over the group.

She finally understood that I wasn’t someone who moved according to interests or benefits. I was simply someone who enjoyed this.

“You… crazy bastard.”

For a moment, pure terror washed over her face.

But then—

She bit down hard on her lip, erasing the fear from her expression.

Was it sheer willpower that refused to submit to me?

No. This wasn’t willpower. It was simply her innate nature.

The arrogant woman who had risen to the top of the nation’s premier idol group could never accept the idea of submitting to an ordinary man like me—the lowest creature on the food chain.

But what could she do about it?

If you can’t accept it, I’ll just train you until you do.

That was both the duty of a trainer and my greatest pleasure.

Cha Seol-ah lifted her head again and let out a hollow laugh.

She forced a bold smile and jerked her chin toward the door Eun Ye-rin had just walked through.

Cha Seol-ah looked down at my hand still touching her pubic hair and asked,

I answered her question without hesitation.

A smile spread across Cha Seol-ah’s lips the moment she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠heard my answer. The certainty that she had found a weakness. Life returned to her eyes.

She raised her voice as if she were about to smash the door down and run out.

Her voice was full of confidence as she tried to threaten me.

It was a cheap trick to seize control again by using Eun Ye-rin as leverage.

“…”

I looked down at her silently.

This bitch is actually pretty entertaining.

Even cornered, she refused to break. She kept snarling and resisting like a cat that would bite and scratch no matter how hard you pushed it into a corner.

But no matter how much she struggled, an insurmountable gap existed between her and me.

The wall of skill restrictions.

I quietly opened my mouth.

At that single word, Cha Seol-ah’s shoulders stiffened.

Ting—

“Hah, you think I can’t—?!”

Cha Seol-ah’s eyes widened as she tried to scream loud enough for the entire room beyond to hear.

“Mmph!”

Her upper and lower jaws snapped together like magnets.

Her lips sealed shut on their own. Her teeth clenched tightly and refused to part. Even her vocal cords froze solid, as if blocked.

“Mmmph! Mmph!”

She struggled desperately to open her mouth, but her jaw joints were locked tight and wouldn’t budge.

The moment the intention to tell Eun Ye-rin about my weakness appeared in her mind, the system forcibly paralyzed her body.

“Mmph! Mmmmmmph!”

Cha Seol-ah thrashed wildly, biting her own lips hard enough to draw blood, but her mouth still wouldn’t open.

The effect is perfect.

She could only breathe harshly through her nose, creating a bizarre, grotesque sight.

I looked down at her coldly as she struggled.

“Ugh… Hmph…”

After thrashing and panting for a long time, the paralysis on her jaw slowly released once the intention to expose me disappeared from her mind.

“Haaah—!”

Rough breaths poured out between her parted lips.

She spat out a mixture of saliva and blood onto the floor and gasped violently.

“Huk… Huk…”

“Fuck… Fuck…”

I slapped her cheek a couple of times with the hand that had been holding her pubic hair and sneered.

Slap. Slap.

While she caught her breath, I glanced at the system window still floating in the air.

This was Cha Seol-ah’s status window, visible through Prey Search.

Both of her abilities looked quite useful. Charm seemed like a lower-tier version of my own Flesh Subjugation, but Skill Slot appeared to be genuinely valuable.

Still, I pretended not to know any of this and asked the panting woman,

“Kuh…”

“…!”

The moment the skill names left my mouth, Cha Seol-ah’s entire body froze.

Those were her hidden cards—secrets she had never told anyone. And the man in front of her had seen right through them.

Her eyes darted frantically. Even with tears streaming down her face, her brain never stopped calculating.

It was obvious she was trying to hide and distort the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠truth.

I had only ordered her to explain the abilities. I hadn’t ordered her to tell the truth.

“C-Charm is…”

Cha Seol-ah lowered her gaze and began acting pitiful.

“It just makes men a little more favorable toward me. Skill Slot lets me store dead people’s skills in the system. It only adds extra storage. The number of skills I can use at once is still limited to five.”

I let out a small chuckle as I listened to her tearful excuses.

“Is that so? Doesn’t look that way to me.”

I then read aloud the exact descriptions written in her status window.

“Charm allows brainwashing and control, and its effectiveness changes based on frequency and emotional bond. Skill Slot lets you store and distribute skills to team members.”

“…!”

Cha Seol-ah’s shoulders jerked upward.

“H-How… how did you…?”

The last trace of color drained from her face.

Her lips trembled violently as she realized I knew every last detail of her skills.

She could no longer even come up with an excuse. She simply stared up at me stupidly.

I reached my hand between her trembling thighs once more.

“Since you lied to me…”

I roughly grabbed several of the coarse pubic hairs I had held earlier.

She flinched hard.

I whispered coldly into her ear as her face turned deathly pale.

“You need to be punished.”

Rip—!

When I yanked my hand back, several strands of pubic hair were torn out by the roots.

Her toes curled stiffly. Her waist arched violently into the air.

Cha Seol-ah’s upper body, still sitting on the floor, bent backward as veins bulged on her neck.

Even as she writhed in agony, the Flesh Subjugation skill prevented her from closing her knees.

“Huk… Haa… Haaa…!”

Tears streamed down her cheeks. Drool mixed with saliva dripped from her chin.

I casually flicked the coarse hairs I had pulled out onto the floor and looked down into her panting eyes.

“You said Charm only makes men a little more favorable? With just that kind of skill, you managed to put armed security guards under your feet and treat them like dogs? You made Oh Jeong-hyeon unzip his own pants and beg at your skirt hem. There’s no way that ability is as weak as you claim.”

“Ugh… Kk…”

I continued.

“And Skill Slot. In that hellish chaos when the zombie horde came and everyone was running for their lives, you stabbed a shard of glass into someone’s back, killed them, and stole their ability. And you expect me to believe it’s just for storage? You’re a terrible liar.”

Cha Seol-ah’s breath caught in her throat.

“…H-How…”

Terror spread across her face, which was already twisted in pain.

This man knows everything about me.

That despair was clear in her eyes.

In front of a predator who could see through every piece of information and every secret, no lie or shallow trick would ever work.

I smiled softly and reached for her lower abdomen again.

“Lying to your master deserves more than just a few strands of hair. That punishment was far too light.”

I ran my fingers through her black thicket once more, then grabbed the remaining coarse hairs roughly with one hand.

“Hiiik…! S-Stop… Please!”

Rip—!

Another scream of pure agony tore from Cha Seol-ah’s throat as more pubic hair was ripped out.

Her head snapped back. Bloodshot eyes wandered aimlessly through the air. Her most private parts were still spread obscenely in the forced M-position.

“Khuk… Kk…”

Primitive stimulation delivered while completely defenseless, with nowhere to run or hide.

She could no longer stay upright. She collapsed onto the floor, drooling and coughing violently.

“Cough! Keuk… Uheuk…”

I tossed the hairs I had pulled aside. Her face was a mess of tears and snot.

The arrogance with which she had ruled like a queen had been torn away along with her pubic hair and now lay scattered on the floor.

But I had no intention of stopping here.

“You’ve probably had waxing done before, yet you’re making such a fuss over a few pulled hairs. Get up.”

I roughly grabbed the back of Cha Seol-ah’s neck as she lay panting on the floor.

“Aagh! Let go!”

Ignoring her resistance, I dragged her by the nape across the bedroom floor.

Scrape— Scraaape—

The place I dragged her to was right in front of the firmly closed bedroom door that connected to the waiting room.

I threw her down directly in front of the door.

“Ugh!”

Cha Seol-ah’s forehead slammed into the wooden door and she collapsed. I stood behind her and gave a cold command.

“Y-You crazy bastard! What the hell are you trying to do here…!”

A terrible premonition made Cha Seol-ah shake her head. But the Flesh Subjugation skill easily crushed her will.

Ting—

Her body creaked as it rose. She assumed a half-squatting horse stance.

Both legs spread wide apart. Her hands moved again on their own, pulling her pussy lips open to either side.

She was exposing her most secret parts directly toward the wooden door.

A humiliating posture—standing with her cunt spread obscenely toward a closed door.

“Let me go! Please, let me go right now, you fuckiiing bastard!”

The moment Cha Seol-ah realized why I had placed her here, she screamed at the top of her lungs, veins bulging on her neck.

But she quickly realized her voice might leak through the door and frantically lowered it in fear.

I stepped right up behind her trembling, spread-legged form and whispered softly into her ear.

“…!”

Her shoulders stiffened at my whisper.

Cha Seol-ah’s eyes widened in pure terror.

“Ah… Aaa…”

Her lips trembled violently.

The males she had once controlled and trampled underfoot.

The terrifying realization that they might witness her spreading her legs and being violated in real time struck her brain like a hammer.

For a woman who treasured her meager power and pride, this was far more horrifying than having her pubic hair ripped out.

I pressed myself against her back and reached out.

My hand gripped the cold metal doorknob of the bedroom door tightly.

Click—

The metallic sound of the doorknob slowly turning echoed through the bedroom.