Chapter 33
The Mistress crawled on all fours toward the center of the stage.
The sight was shocking.
Each time she crawled, her enormous breasts swayed, and glittering piercings were set through the nipples at their tips.
-Puff. Puff.
On top of that, anal beads were plugged into her anus.
The anal beads, sticking out like a dog’s tail, were shaped like a man’s penis, and the earrings hanging from the Mistress’s ears were shaped like penises as well.
The audience held their breath, seemingly overwhelmed by her obscene appearance.
“Haa...haa...”
The Mistress let out ragged breaths.
Love juices dripped wherever the Mistress crawled.
With a gag shaped like a pair of testicles in her mouth, black leather tights pulled over her head, and a dog collar around her neck,
The leash attached to the dog collar was held by our master, ‘Master.’
“As expected, Mr. Choi is truly something else.”
“He never fails to live up to expectations.”
“To think she’s been trained to this extent... As expected.”
The VIPs each sighed and nodded.
They swept over the Mistress with greedy gazes, their cocks standing stiff at various sizes.
They flicked their tongues like vipers as they gazed at her sagging breasts.
“Good evening. I’m Mr. Choi. I’ve come here today to introduce my ‘finest’ work.”
The room fell silent.
The VIPs’ Adam’s apples bobbed.
At the words ‘finest work,’ they stared at the Mistress with eyes full of longing.
“First, let me give you a brief introduction to the product. Let’s begin by looking at what kind of life she lived before I worked on her and ruined her life.”
A giant screen.
A photograph of ‘Ha-young’ appeared on it.
She was beautiful enough to be mistaken for an idol or an actress.
“As you can see, before being modified, the ‘product’ was flawless in appearance. Tastes may differ, but she had the kind of looks most favored in this country.”
The VIPs began stiffening their cocks even more at the Mistress’s former appearance.
Some VIPs put their erect cocks in their slaves’ mouths, then grabbed their hair and began masturbating.
“Her personality was flawless as well. She was eager to improve herself but never jealous, kind to others without ever seeking a reward. She valued relationships but never formed groups for personal gain, and though she knew a great deal, she never bragged. Let’s look at the footage.”
The footage showed Ha-young performing various good deeds.
Most of them were small acts of kindness and consideration she had shown in everyday life.
Yet those small acts of kindness were precisely what made Ha-young shine.
The goodness that brought out other people’s strengths, encouraged them to develop those strengths, and made them want to repay her.
Those were the most valuable things Ha-young possessed.
“As you can see from the footage, this product was excellent in both appearance and character. She was a promising talent who deserved a brilliant future.”
The VIPs exhaled snorts of lust.
Some flicked their tongues, while others swallowed heavily.
Each of them expressed their desire in their own way.
“But look at her. That Lee Ha-young eventually ended up like this. Completely modified by me, she’s become nothing more than a filthy, impure trash can of a bitch, reduced to a life in the gutter.”
Saying this, Master stomped on the Mistress’s head.
The Mistress’s buttocks trembled as love juices dripped onto the floor.
“Hahaha.....How... how could someone who once shone so brightly end up in such a state...”
“The training, the training has been magnificent.”
“Excellent. Absolutely excellent...!”
The VIPs were aroused by the Mistress’s wretched appearance.
They were the kind of people who genuinely thrilled at someone else’s downfall.
The more valuable that ‘someone’ was, the more eagerly these demons stiffened their cocks at that person’s fall.
.....Just like me.
“By now, you must be curious about the results of her training. I’ll skip all the tedious parts and briefly show you the main stages of the process.”
The screen changed as Master explained.
There, the Mistress was glaring at Master and spewing vicious insults.
[You’re a demon! How can a person do this? How, how could you do something so heinous...]
The Mistress glared at Master with tears in her eyes.
Master began explaining to the VIPs while watching the screen.
“As you can see, this is how she was at first. She hated me terribly. But—.”
The screen moved to the next scene.
There, the Mistress was impaled on Master’s cock, her pussy and anus spread wide.
Gasps erupted throughout the audience.
“Once I trained her like this, she became docile. Let’s look at the next scene.”
The screen changed again.
There, the Mistress was diligently sucking Master’s cock.
The video continued through her sucking up the remaining pre-cum and drinking his urine.
“H-how could someone so beautiful do something like that...”
“You’ve ruined her very thoroughly. Excellent.”
The VIPs showered him with praise.
Master smiled at the warm reception.
“This is only the beginning. Let’s look at the next piece of footage.”
The screen changed again.
On it, the Mistress was declaring herself a slave.
In a naked dogeza position, she dripped love juices and drooled copiously.
[I...I'm... a bitch slave who isn't even worth being called trash... Please bring me down...]
The desperate slave declaration spoken by the Mistress who had once shone so brightly.
Madness began to settle into the VIPs’ eyes.
They began shaking their slaves by the hair faster, stimulating their cocks.
“It seems to have taken about three months for her to make her slave declaration. You’ll find the next video worth watching as well.”
The next video began immediately.
There, the Mistress was being trampled by Master, burned with cigarette butts, and drooling with bundles of cash stuffed into her anus.
The video ended with her going to bed with Master and having bestial sex.
“What a truly lewd and vulgar bitch! As expected of Mr. Choi!”
“I absolutely have to buy that bitch. To think someone who once shone so brightly could be reduced to such a vulgar bitch!”
“She withered before the flower could even bloom. How beautiful.”
The atmosphere in the room was heating up.
As befitted the main event placed last in the lineup, heat began pouring from the VIPs’ seats.
Master smiled and spoke.
“That was the completion of her training. Now let’s watch her break down. Look at the screen.”
Every eye turned toward the screen in front of them.
In succession, videos played of the Mistress having sex while making all kinds of grotesque expressions, followed by footage of her drooling after her mind had been destroyed.
The VIPs watched the Mistress’s ego collapse, their eyes bulging with blood vessels.
Meanwhile, Master removed the gag from the Mistress’s mouth and brought a microphone close to her.
The Mistress then gave a grotesque smile and spoke into the microphone in a trembling voice.
“..... Ah, the screen in front shows... ‘Lee Ha-young’ completely collapsing... It’s a video of me... being reborn as a vulgar masochistic slave bitch like this... Please trample meee...”
The Mistress introduced herself with slurred pronunciation.
The atmosphere in the room was almost consumed by madness.
Murmuring rose from the various groups gathered around the room, and the excitement continued to build.
Some even shouted for the auction to begin immediately.
Master opened his mouth with a satisfied expression.
“Hahaha. Please calm down. Her training isn’t over yet. Most of the training has been completed, including Stage One, Pleasure Injection, Stage Two, Personality Collapse, and Stage Three, Ideological Reformation. But Stage Four, Personality Reconstruction, is not yet complete. Let’s look at the next screen.”
Master advanced the screen to the next scene.
The screen showed the Mistress smoking a cigarette.
“The screen in front of you shows that the next process, ‘Personality Reconstruction,’ is nearly complete. Let’s see how ugly my slave bitch has become.”
Sss—puff.
The Mistress exhaled a long stream of smoke.
Then, chewing Master’s semen jelly, she began speaking vulgar words.
[Ah—fuck. I just want to skip school.]
The Mistress, who had once worked so hard to maintain her grades, was throwing her classes aside.
The Mistress took another drag and spoke.
[Hah, fuck it. I’ll just skip. There’s nothing but fucking idiots for professors.]
After saying that, the Mistress ordered delivery food.
While waiting for it, she went to an illegal gambling site and bet a whopping two million won on [E-Sports – Legend of League].
Then, while waiting for the match and her food, she played the illegal gambling game ‘Ladder.’
-Trillllll...! Beep!
The result of the first ladder game was a loss.
The Mistress slammed her desk and cursed.
“They’re fucking rigging it. You crazy bastards.”
The Mistress played the ladder game again.
Fortunately, she won this time.
Her 50,000-won stake doubled to 100,000 won.
[Would you like to continue? (Y/N)]
It asked whether she wanted to use the 100,000 won as her stake and play the ladder game again.
The Mistress pressed the Y button.
The ladder game began again, and she won once more, bringing the amount to 200,000 won.
“Yeah, this is how it’s supposed to be.”
The Mistress grew greedier.
She bet 200,000 won on the ladder game, turning it into 400,000 won.
She immediately rolled the 400,000 won over and doubled it to 800,000 won.
[Would you like to continue? (Y/N)]
The Mistress gnawed on her nails as she deliberated.
The Mistress pressed the Y button.
-Trillllll...! Beep!
But this time, luck was not on her side, and she lost.
The Mistress began pounding on the keyboard and shouting.
“Ah—fuck! You scammer bastards! Give me my money back, you assholes!”
The Mistress scratched her head furiously and cursed for quite some time.
Then she sat in her chair, searched for something while breathing heavily, and stared at it with desperate eyes.
It was a luxury handbag from a famous brand that cost a whopping 27 million won.
“Haa....I absolutely have to carry that. I really shouldn’t have shown off for no reason.”
I didn’t know the details, but it seemed she had flaunted her wealth at some gathering and ended up in a difficult situation.
That was why she was gambling illegally like this.
-Ding-dong.
That was when the delivery arrived.
The Mistress had ordered a chicken set with cheese balls as a side dish.
When the delivery driver asked for a 3,000-won delivery fee, the Mistress glared at him and muttered,
“The delivery fee? Wasn’t that included when I placed the order?”
“Ah. It’s separate here.”
“Haa—fuck. I don’t have any cash.”
The delivery driver’s brow twitched at the word ‘fuck.’
Regardless, the Mistress went into the room and began rummaging around for cash.
“They should’ve just included the delivery fee automatically. What a fucking pain in the ass.”
Grumbling and cursing, the Mistress searched around the bed and desk.
When she finally couldn’t find any money, she scratched her head and returned to the delivery driver.
Then she looked him up and down, gave him a sly smile, and spoke.
“Hey, um, can’t I make it up another way?”
The Mistress gazed at the delivery driver seductively.
The delivery driver answered with a bewildered expression.
“What? No, just transfer it.”
“Ha. The thing is, my card payment went through recently, so I don’t have any money.”
“Huh?”
“Mmm~♥ Just let me off this once....Please?♥”
She suddenly acted coy and tugged at the hem of the delivery driver’s clothes.
The delivery driver’s gaze shifted toward the Mistress’s cleavage and thighs.
The Mistress grinned and continued.
“Don’t you want to touch my breasts?”
“.....What?”
“I’m an F cup. Look.”
The Mistress pulled her clothes aside to emphasize the line of her breasts.
The delivery driver stammered and began backing away.
“I’m feeling generous~♥ You can touch my breasts, and we’ll call the 3,000 won even! How about it? Deal?”
“No, I, um...”
“Come on! One last chance! I’ll even let you suck my nipples.”
“N-no... I’m not joking around. What do you take me for...”
-Whoosh.
The Mistress took off her top right then and there.
The delivery driver froze in place.
“Hurry in! Someone might see!”
Taking advantage of the opening, the Mistress ushered the delivery driver inside.
Then she hugged him tightly and continued speaking.
“Come on—. Hurry up♥”