Chapter 5: The Womb Tattoo of Obedience
Her mind went completely blank. The word that had been hurled at her while she was desperately begging for her life had frozen her body mid-prostration. She didn't understand what it meant...
She knew all too well what it implied, which was why she couldn't answer immediately. Recalling the atrocities they had committed against Lee Dongwoo in the past made it unsurprising. But...
"As expected... I knew you'd do this."
In that brief moment of hesitation, Lee Dongwoo didn't miss it. With a mocking and disappointed expression, he clicked his tongue and slowly lifted the iron hammer he was holding. It was as if he was about to smash her skull right then and there.
"Ah, no! No!!"
The moment the sharp steel came into view, Yoo Jimin snapped back to her senses and screamed frantically.
"I can do anything! Anything you want! I'll do it for real! Wait... wait, I was just shocked for a moment!"
Struggling with her chained limbs, she began begging submissively again. The instinct to survive overpowered all her shame and pride.
"I'll do whatever you command... Please... Please just put that down... Huh?"
Her face drenched in tears and snot as she pleaded. It was exactly the same look they had forced on Lee Dongwoo in the past.
Lee Dongwoo looked down at the prostrating Yoo Jimin and felt a deep satisfaction in his heart. The sight of her begging so pathetically, having once mocked and despised her, was the old her.
But now the situation was perfectly reversed. The woman who had trampled him like an insect was now begging for her life at his feet. How sweet and satisfying this sight was.
A cruel smile curved the corner of his mouth. He set the hammer down on the floor beside the bed and slowly reached for his belt buckle.
Click. The sound of the zipper coming down echoed loudly in the room.
The tightly stretched front parted, revealing something with a fierce presence. A dark red glans, bulging veins, a thick pillar thicker than an adult man's forearm.
It was his abnormally enlarged penis, trained in the other world alongside his unnaturally massive body. It stood threateningly toward her, spewing out an aura of danger like a weapon itself.
Yoo Jimin's gaze was fixed on the floor. Her pleading voice had faded, and only the rough sound of her breathing broke the silence in the room.
But the overwhelming heat and indescribable pressure right in front of her made her look up despite herself. And she saw it.
"!"
She held her breath for a moment. What was draped before her was something that was hard to believe was human in size and shape. The dark red flesh twitched like a living beast, exuding a threatening presence.
A massive pillar as thick as a man's thigh and much longer than an arm. The brutal glans at the end glistened as if it could pierce through anything at any moment.
This... is a man's cock? The size she had joked about on the broadcast was on a completely different level. This... is a weapon.
Her pupils shook uncontrollably. Shock, fear, and an inexplicable bewilderment mixed in her mind, making her head spin. The body chained with iron chains trembled involuntarily.
Lee Dongwoo watched her reaction. It was a different kind of 'shock' from the desperation when she was prostrating, one that was primitive and raw, clearly visible on her face.
It wasn't an act. It was truly the reaction of someone seeing something for the first time in their life. He couldn't help but frown slightly.
"You..."
A low voice flowed out.
"Don't tell me this is your first time seeing a man's cock?"
At his question, Yoo Jimin's shoulders twitched. Instead of answering, she lowered her head again, but her ears burning red couldn't be hidden.
"No? Don't tell me... you're a virgin?"
It was a half-joking, half-mocking remark, but there was a hint of uncertainty in the question. A popular streamer. A woman who dressed so flamboyantly and seduced men? No way.
Yoo Jimin bit her lip hard. 'Virgin'. The word flew like a dagger and pierced her heart. Should she deny it? If she did, wouldn't this crazy guy be less bold?
But she didn't have the energy or the cunning to lie right now. After a few seconds of hesitation, she nodded slightly, almost sobbing.
"..."
An unexpected affirmation. Lee Dongwoo's expression hardened for a moment. No, this bitch is a virgin? Really? Someone like Yoo Jimin? Why? His mind was complicated. This was strange.
He unconsciously used the ability he had learned in the other world. The magic to check the opponent's basic status. A faint blue light briefly passed through his pupils. And in his field of vision, a semi-transparent information window appeared.
Target: Yoo Jimin
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Status: Fear, Subjugation
Special note: Virginity intact
Body information: Average height, D-cup breasts
"No, this is real?!"
The words 'virginity intact' clearly displayed in the status window. Lee Dongwoo couldn't help but let out a single sound. His voice even trembled slightly with bewilderment.
What did the fact of being a 'virgin' mean in this situation? But the unexpected information caused a subtle crack in his revenge plan.
Lee Dongwoo's mind spun rapidly. Yoo Jimin being a virgin? An unexpected fact.
The initial plan had been simple. Right here and now, rape her and trample the proud streamer, turning her into a fleshlight. Because she was a slutty bitch. But a virgin? The plan needed modification.
Of course, the desire to rip her apart right away hadn't disappeared. But this unexpected 'purity' had ignited a new fire in his sadistic nature.
Breaking her in over a day rather than immediately. Spending time to slowly, very slowly destroy her human dignity and tame her into a perfect slave. It wasn't bad at all.
It might even be a more interesting 'game'. Yes, let's enjoy the process itself. Watching this bitch break down bit by bit.
Lee Dongwoo straightened his waist again. His face now held cold calculation and twisted pleasure instead of bewilderment. He pointed with his chin at the paper and pen on the floor.
"Well, write it."
A cold command.
"From now on, copy exactly what I dictate without a single mistake. The title is 'Slave Contract'."
"...Slave... contract...?"
Yoo Jimin muttered the words to herself unconsciously. A strange and horrifying combination of words. His massive penis was still threateningly close to her nose, and just that alone was enough to make her head spin.
But Lee Dongwoo's voice carried an irresistible pressure. She gripped the pen with a trembling hand again. Her fingers lacked strength, and the pen nearly slipped.
"Article 1."
Lee Dongwoo began reciting the first clause without any hesitation.
"I, slave Yoo Jimin, permanently transfer ownership of my entire body and mind to Master Lee Dongwoo, and swear to absolute obedience."
'What...? Master...? Slave...?'
Each word digging into her ears was like a dagger. Unbelievable content. But she mechanically moved the pen. 'I, slave Yoo Jimin...' The handwriting was messy because her hand was shaking, but she couldn't stop. Lee Dongwoo's gaze felt hot on her back.
"Well written. Straight."
Lee Dongwoo's low voice hit her eardrum. Yoo Jimin flinched and gripped the pen tighter.
"Continue. Article 2. Master's every command is absolute, and the slave cannot refuse or object for any reason. In case of disobedience, she accepts any punishment determined by the master."
Choking clauses followed. It was nothing short of declaring the abandonment of human rights and falling to the level of livestock. Yoo Jimin cried but couldn't stop writing the pen.
To survive. This was the only resistance she could do now. No, not resistance, but a struggle for survival.
Her fingertips throbbed. Yoo Jimin, like a person whose soul had left her body, mechanically transferred the horrifying sentences Lee Dongwoo dictated onto the paper.
'Slave Yoo Jimin is...' 'To Master Lee Dongwoo...' 'Absolute obedience...'
Each character written felt like the dignity of a human being was being shattered piece by piece. The tears had dried up, and what remained was emptiness and resignation. At the moment she put the period to the last sentence, she dropped the pen. Her body went limp as if all strength had left it.
Lee Dongwoo picked up the 'Slave Contract' completed by Yoo Jimin. The tear-stained marks and the shaking handwriting clearly showed her despair. But he wasn't satisfied. This wasn't just a piece of paper. It had to be a real 'contract'.
He lifted the paper to chest height and began murmuring incomprehensible low words. The language of the other world. As his voice echoed, the paper began to glow on its own.
Soon, blue flames bloomed from the edges and swallowed the paper. In an instant, the paper turned to ash and scattered, but in its place, a small magic circle glowing like the afterimage of flames remained spinning slowly on Lee Dongwoo's palm.
A bizarre and ominous pattern mixed with pink and black light.
"Hic...!"
Yoo Jimin tried to pull back her body from the instinctive sense of crisis, but the chains didn't allow it. Lee Dongwoo pressed the glowing magic circle to her lower abdomen without any hesitation, exactly where the uterus was located just below the navel.
Chiiik-
Accompanied by the sound of something like a hot iron being pressed against flesh, intense pain and an unknown pleasure pierced through Yoo Jimin's entire body at the same time.
"Huaa... aigoo... huet!"
Her whole body convulsed and trembled, her waist arching like a bow. Strange moans that were neither cries nor words escaped her mouth without regard to her will.
Her vision flashed, alternating between darkness and light, and eventually she collapsed onto the bed like a broken doll.
Just before losing consciousness, what entered her eyes was the pattern clearly engraved on her lower abdomen. A complex and lewd tattoo resembling a uterus, glowing pink.
Lee Dongwoo looked at the limp Yoo Jimin and the brand on her lower abdomen, smiling with satisfaction.
"The Womb Tattoo of Obedience. It was inked perfectly."