The Decadent Spectacle of Spreading Despair
In the garden, the downpour grew heavier, as if pouring out all the sorrow in the world. Amidst the sound of the rain, the secret and dangerous deal between the two was finally struck. Now, Cheon Su-ryeon was destined for a wretched fate, bound to be horribly violated in the clutches of Baek Jang-mi.
Baek Jang-mi brushed back her damp hair, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Her blue eyes gleamed with a chilling anticipation. "We have been away for too long," she said, her voice calm but laced with a subtle, underlying excitement. "Let us return to the banquet hall."
Baek Kang-ho nodded at her words, his gaze sweeping over her with naked greed. "Very well." His voice trembled slightly, thick with an irresistible, heavy lust. Leaving the torrential rain behind, the two slipped quietly back into the darkness. As if foreshadowing the horrific trials that would soon befall Cheon Su-ryeon, the rain lashed against the garden with a desperate, merciless fury.
Under the brilliant glow of the chandeliers, the long banquet table buzzed with lively music and endless laughter. At the center of this clamor sat Su-ryeon, adorned in a beautiful dress. Flanking her were three powerful men—Hwang Min-ho, Min Baek-su, and Na Tae-man—while their wives sat opposite them, casting gazes filled with blatant, uncomfortable curiosity.
Hwang Min-ho was the first to speak, offering a soft smile and asking in a gentle tone, "Is Duke Baek Kang-ho close to your ideal type, Lady Chae-hwa?"
"Ah... well..." Behind his polite inquiry lay a strange, unreadable look. As Su-ryeon hesitated, caught off guard by the sudden question, Min Baek-su's wife cut in sharply, a sly smirk playing on her lips as if she had been waiting for this exact moment.
"Then... have you shared a bed with the Duke yet? Word has it that his stamina is truly monstrous..."
Cheon Su-ryeon's face flushed a deep crimson at the unexpectedly crude question. "What? I... no... how could you..." Her eyes widened in sheer embarrassment, and she stammered, unable to form a proper sentence. In an instant, every eye in the vicinity locked onto her, several guests wearing suggestive grins as if they had stumbled upon a delightful piece of gossip.
In truth, the only image of Baek Kang-ho burned into Su-ryeon's mind was that of a cold, merciless tormentor wielding a whip. The terror and humiliation she felt every time his hands touched her weighed on her like a living nightmare. Just the thought of sharing a bed with such a monster sent a shiver through her veins, as if they were being filled with ice water. Her pale face betrayed her profound disgust and fear.
Just then, the doors to the drawing room opened, and Baek Kang-ho and Lady Baek Rose entered side by side. Lady Baek Rose wore a pleased smile, while Baek Kang-ho scanned the room with a sly, knowing smirk. Hwang Min-ho looked at them with a hint of curiosity and asked casually, "Where have you two been?" Though his voice carried no overt suspicion, his sharp eyes carefully appraised the subtle tension between them.
Lady Baek Rose replied smoothly, spinning a blatant lie with practiced ease. "Ah, since it is the Duke's first time visiting our estate, I was simply showing him around the manor." Her relaxed smile was flawless, but her blue eyes shot a cold, warning glare at Su-ryeon, who knew the truth.
Baek Kang-ho turned his gaze to Su-ryeon with a cunning smile. "Chae-hwa, were you sharing some amusing stories?" At his sudden question, Cheon Su-ryeon froze. Flustered, she blinked and forced an awkward smile. "Just... we were just chatting about this and that." At that moment, the corners of Lady Baek Rose's red lips curled into a chilling sneer. Her blue eyes pierced through Su-ryeon with a sharp, mocking glare.
For Su-ryeon, the suffocating discomfort of the gathering dragged on. As the wine flowed and the night wore on, the conversation among Hwang Min-ho and his companions grew increasingly lewd and vulgar. They threw around explicit jokes and offensive innuendos without hesitation, leaving Su-ryeon flushing with disgust and shame. She desperately prayed for this agonizing ordeal to end.
Then, Baek Kang-ho, who had been wearing a sly grin, suddenly changed the subject. "Ah, to celebrate the first wedding anniversary of Duke Hwang and Lady Baek Rose, I have prepared a rather entertaining spectacle for tonight." His voice was noticeably more animated than usual.
At his unexpected announcement, the vulgar chatter ground to a halt. Hwang Min-ho's eyes lit up as he looked at Baek Kang-ho. "Oh, truly? What is it? I expect it is something wonderfully bizarre, as is your style." His voice was thick with anticipation. Lady Baek Rose also stared at Baek Kang-ho, a curious smile playing on her red lips. The other noble guests turned their attention to him, waiting eagerly for his next words. Only Cheon Su-ryeon felt her chest tighten with a sense of dread. Baek Kang-ho's sinister smile cast a heavy, ominous shadow over the room.
"Alex!" Baek Kang-ho's oily voice slithered through the drawing room. He had been waiting maliciously for the perfect moment to unveil this horrific 'gift.' Butler Alex entered, his lips pressed into a tight line, holding a pair of chilling leashes. The two figures dragged in at the end of those cold chains were shocking enough to steal the breath from Cheon Su-ryeon's lungs.
At the end of one leash hung a wretched man from her darkest memories. He was the miserable **sex slave** suffering from **hyperspermia**—the very one who, on Su-ryeon's first day in this hellish manor, had been forced by Baek Kang-ho's demonic command to ejaculate his foul fluids onto her plate amidst her shame and disgust. His hollow eyes were completely vacant, as if his very soul had been stripped away.
At the end of the other leash stood someone even more unbelievable. Her breasts were crudely exposed, and she wore the tight black **punishment outfit** so familiar to Su-ryeon. It was Eun-hye, her sisterly companion in bondage. Yet, instead of showing pain, Eun-hye's pale face was etched with fierce disgust for this vile, humiliating spectacle. Her eyes, burning with a mixture of rage and despair, glared directly at Baek Kang-ho.
Eun-hye...? Cheon Su-ryeon's face drained of all color, and her trembling legs wobbled like a tree about to be uprooted. The unbelievable shock and a deep, bone-chilling terror paralyzed her nerves. Baek Kang-ho's cruel smile clearly heralded the unimaginable nightmare that was about to begin.
Baek Kang-ho looked around at the nobles with a satisfied grin. "Now, it is time to present the 'entertainment' I have so meticulously prepared for this special occasion." His voice was thick with sinister excitement and sadistic anticipation. Gesturing toward the leashed man, he whispered in a low, oily tone, "This man is a **sex slave** afflicted with a rare condition... **hyperspermia**, which causes him to continuously produce semen."
The nobles' eyes gleamed with interest at the prospect of a novel amusement. Lady Baek Rose also wore a curious smile on her red lips. Su-ryeon's face grew even paler. With a chilling grin, Baek Kang-ho signaled Alex. "Now, Alex. Let us begin the... obscene and bizarre show we prepared. I assure you, you will have never seen anything like this before."
At that moment, as Eun-hye was dragged forward, her gaze caught a figure who stood out starkly amidst the lavish feast of the high nobility. It was Cheon Su-ryeon, sitting stiffly beside Baek Kang-ho, her face pale, dressed in an elegant gown so unlike her usual attire. A sudden realization struck Eun-hye like lightning. Ah... so this is where Ok-hui said Su-ryeon was going with that devil, Baek Kang-ho.
The horrific truth pressed down on Eun-hye's chest like a heavy stone. Yet, in that split second, she read the pale terror and anxiety in Su-ryeon's eyes. She could guess the nightmare Su-ryeon was enduring, sitting beside that demonic Duke, trembling with fear. As a fellow **sex slave**, Eun-hye felt Su-ryeon's despair deep in her bones. She had no time to be consumed by her own dread. To comfort Su-ryeon, who was surely suffering even more, Eun-hye swallowed her rising rage and disgust, forcing a gentle smile. The corners of her trembling lips lifted slightly, and her shaking eyes sent a warm, powerful look of solidarity to Su-ryeon. It's alright, Su-ryeon. Her silent smile whispered those words with desperate tenderness.
Then, Baek Kang-ho cast a cold glance at Butler Alex. With practiced efficiency, Alex stepped forward holding a silver tray upon which sat two small glass vials. Inside them was a red liquid that emitted a faint, sweet fragrance. Baek Kang-ho smiled slyly and said in a low voice, "Now, I have prepared something special for today's entertainment. A premium **aphrodisiac**."
The nobles' eyes sparkled with anticipation and excitement for the upcoming show. Alex silently approached the leashed male slave and Eun-hye. The man did not resist, having long since surrendered to his fate, while Eun-hye glared at the butler with intense hatred. Without a moment's hesitation, Alex poured the red liquid down their throats. The sweet scent instantly felt as though it had curdled into a sickening, sticky poison.
The moment the liquid slid down their throats, a strange shift came over their eyes. A wild madness began to brew in the male slave's hollow gaze, while the rage in Eun-hye's eyes slowly gave way to an uncontrollable, burning spark of desire. Goosebumps broke out all over Su-ryeon's body at the ominous premonition of the horrific scene about to unfold. Baek Kang-ho's cruel smile widened.
As the red liquid took hold, Eun-hye's slender shoulders trembled slightly. She focused all her mental strength, desperately trying to resist the burning heat surging through her body. Her eyes still flared with anger and disgust as she glared at Baek Kang-ho, but the rapidly intensifying drug ruthlessly crushed her willpower.
Beside her, the naked male slave writhed, groaning in agony as the drug completely took over his senses. His monstrously erect member cast a grotesque shadow. A feverish flush began to creep onto Eun-hye's pale face. Her breathing grew ragged and rapid, and her tightly closed lips parted slightly. "Ah..." Her eyes grew hazy, clouding over with an involuntary, rising lust.
In the end, she could not withstand the corrupting power of the drug. With a pained groan, her body went limp. Her eyes lost focus, wandering aimlessly in the air. Cheon Su-ryeon could only watch this horrific sight in agonizing despair. The strong, reassuring smile Eun-hye had offered just moments ago was gone, replaced by a conflicted expression of pain, shame, and a rapidly swelling desire. Su-ryeon's heart ached at her own utter helplessness. She desperately wished for this terrible show to end quickly. Meanwhile, the sickening grins on the faces of Baek Kang-ho and the assembled nobles only grew wider.
The male slave's member, veins bulging hideously, stood fiercely erect like a rod of solid ebony. His clouded eyes, stripped of all reason by the drug, burned with blind lust, and his entire body shuddered violently like a beast caught in the throes of uncontrollable passion.