The Black Spider's Fall
As always, after my classes at school ended, I called over the three men and began their training session. When I got home, the three of them were already kneeling there waiting for me. It was a very obedient sight. Two of them had come to me on their own begging to be trained as slaves. The one in the middle, though—he had a decent-looking face, so I'd kidnapped him and completed his training. He used to have a girlfriend, but now he's my loyal slave. He dumped her and comes running whenever I call.
"Strip completely."
At my command, the men stood naked before me without a stitch on. Giving orders like this always sent a thrill through me. I personally bound them one by one, then made them kneel and bend over on all fours. It was time to try out the new toy I'd bought. It was shaped like a dildo, with bumpy ridges all along the shaft. Perfect for developing my slaves' asses.
When I showed them the dildo right in front of their faces, I could see the two veterans starting to get hard. They were already well-trained. But the newest one flinched, his face full of fear. Give it time—he'd be drooling precum just like the others soon enough.
That thought reminded me of Cha Hyun-su, who'd pissed me off not long ago. He was handsome, easy to talk to, and seemed capable—I'd really taken a liking to him. But bringing his girlfriend around like that had ruined my mood. I'd grab him soon enough and torment him just like this until he swore loyalty to me.
As I shoved the dildos into the men's asses and watched them tremble, my thoughts drifted back to Hyun-su. Before I knew it, my pussy was getting wet.
'Ha~ It's been a while since I had some fresh meat. What kind of face would he make if I shoved that dildo in him?'
I was lost in that fantasy when the door lock beeped.
"Hm? Did I call an extra slave?"
I figured one of the slaves must have hit the door lock on their way in. But no—two women and three men came barging through. One of the men charged straight at me, so I grabbed his arm and flipped him over my shoulder in a clean seoi-nage.
"Who the hell are you people?!"
I scanned the room, and there was a familiar face—Cha Hyun-su, the guy I'd just been thinking about.
"Cha Hyun-su? You bastard!"
It was obvious he'd come gunning for me first. I glared at him, but a masked woman stepped between us. It was the Iteawon branch chief, the one who went by the nickname Milka.
"So it was true—you were kidnapping regular guys and training them too."
I wondered how she knew I'd trained that guy.
"Branch chief? Wait, how did you—?"
She just stared at me coolly before speaking.
"From now on, per the client's request, I'm going to train you, Black Spider."
I couldn't believe it. I had skills good enough to make the national judo team. The guy I'd just thrown was writhing on the floor, and there were two more men, but I figured I could handle them. I'd start by crushing that woman first.
I faked a punch to grab her shoulder and throw her, but my hand bounced off, and something slammed into me. My jaw exploded in pain, leaving me dazed. Then she closed in and drove two fists into my side. My breath caught in my throat. As her foot smashed into my solar plexus, I toppled over backward.
One of the standing men mounted me, trying to wrench my arms. Even in my haze, I slapped his hand away and hooked my leg to control and flip him. But the guy I'd downed earlier piled on too. The stronger one pinned my arms, twisting them until I was helpless. Before I knew it, my arms were bound behind my back, and shackles clamped around my ankles.
"Urgh!! Branch chief, you can't just treat people like this! You're making a mistake."
"No branch chief—or anyone—should be doing shit like this. The kind of things you did to those other men."
I had nothing to say to that. But I was furious. I desperately wanted to train that arrogant bitch.
The branch chief declared I needed punishment, then bound my hands in front, forced me to my knees, and bent me over forward.
"As Iteawon branch chief, I sentence Black Spider to 100 lashes."
100 lashes? Ridiculous. No way could I not endure a whipping like that. I'd play along, pretend to submit, then get revenge later.
Crack!Crack!
The whip crashed down on my back, and the pain was intense. I let out an involuntary groan. If I couldn't take this much, my pride wouldn't allow it. I clenched my teeth to stifle any more screams. The lashes kept falling relentlessly on my back. This wasn't good. It felt like only about 10, but screams were already leaking from my gritted teeth.
They didn't let up. I was terrified. 100 of these? It felt like we were barely getting started. After some more, I realized I couldn't last. I had to beg for mercy and bide my time.
"Agh! Please... please... I was wrong... stop hitting me."
I groveled, but the crazy bitch just kept whipping me. No good. I couldn't hold out like this. They'd said they were training me, so I had to give them what they wanted.
"M-Mistress... I'm sorry... I'll be your slave. Forgive me."
The whipping finally stopped. Maybe this would end it...
"Who’s your mistress?"
"Milka, Mistress. Please forgive me."
I knew her nickname was Milka-u, but she preferred Milka. I bowed even lower, groveling harder.
"I'm not your mistress. Cha Hyun-su is."
"What?"
Her sudden words left me stunned. What the hell? Hyun-su as my master? That made no sense... Was this revenge for what happened Thursday? I'd planned to strike first, but he'd beaten me to it. I'd wanted to talk it out once more before deciding, but now this!!
"You fucker!! Did you request my training?!"
Crack!
I cursed at Hyun-su, and the whip came down again. I tried to endure the ongoing lashes. I admitted the branch chief was stronger than me. But serve a weakling like him as master? Bullshit.
"Argh! Milka! Please!! How can I call a weaker guy my master?!"
I figured she'd understand. But no. The whip kept slamming into my back. I screamed and tried to hold on, but it was beyond endurance. When it hit a fresh welt, pain shot straight to my brain. No time to think—the lashes kept coming. I had to beg. Pride could wait.
"Hyun-su... no, Master. Forgive me. I can't take anymore. I'll die like this. Sob sob..."
The whipping on my back finally stopped.
"Black Spider's punishment is 100 lashes. They all must be carried out."
Terror gripped me. I realized only Cha Hyun-su could stop this nightmare...
"I'll live as your slave, Master. Please... forgive me. I'll do anything you command... Hic..."
I felt like I'd really suck if ordered, spread if told. The whip hurt that much.
Then Hyun-su's voice came.
"She's my slave. Can we reduce it by 30? She can't take more."
Those sweet words... Tears welled up unbidden. Why? They hadn't come even from the pain, but his care touched me.
"No. Once a punishment is declared, it must be fully executed for future training to work. You entrusted her to me, so follow my lead."
But the chief was firm. 100 lashes meant 100—no backing down. That was training's principle. I'd always done the same. Spoiling a slave undermined authority.
'Ah, she'll have to take all 100.'
As someone experienced, I knew 100 was non-negotiable. The chief wasn't a rookie; she'd know.
"I'll pay 30 million won to reduce it by 30. Please. She really can't take more."
An unexpected response. Hyun-su offered 30 million to save me. I was genuinely moved.
The chief seemed torn by his words. Luckily, his offer worked, and my punishment ended.
When Hyun-su asked if he could apply ointment, she allowed it. He seemed soft-hearted. Treating a slave so well—they were doomed. With his soft spot, how could he train me? I figured I'd be free soon.
My body was handed over to him until morning. Now I'd face humiliation from a weaker man. Part of me considered escaping now that the restraints were off, but after 70 lashes, my body could barely move. Escape was impossible. I'd endure the humiliation, pretend to be fully trained, get free, then act.
He took me to the room, laid me face-down, and stripped me naked.
'Men are all the same.'
I'd just endure the coming violation. Not like I was a virgin anyway... Bear it, then get bigger revenge.
Then his touch grazed my back. Something cold on the wounds. The sudden contact drew a groan from me.
Hyun-su spoke in a gentle voice.
"I-It's... fine, Master..."
I had to submit for now. He carefully applied the ointment all over my back. Gentle hands, mindful not to hurt. I started adapting to his touch. Unlike the horrific ordeal, this softness felt... comforting.
He went out and brought food. I tried to sit up, but the pain in my back was excruciating. When I struggled, he supported me and fed me bites by hand. He seemed naturally caring.
'Fine. Even if you train me, I'll go easy. You'll be my favorite slave.'
After eating, he gave me meds—painkillers and antibiotics, probably. To endure future training. His thoughtfulness was moving me more. Something welled up in my chest.
I calmed it and replied.
"Thank you, Master."
Once I swallowed the pills, he stood without hesitation. I'd expected violation tonight, but he just cared for me. Relief mixed with strange disappointment.
'Disappointed? You wanted him to violate you? Me?'
"I'll tell them you can rest until morning. Recover well."
True to his word, no one bothered me that night. Exhausted from the whipping, I developed a fever. The antipyretic he gave worked fast; I slept deeply.