Chapter 44
Hee-yeon led me to ‘that room’.
At the front stood a large monitor in a dim room where not a single ray of light entered.
It was a sinful place where I unleashed my filthy desires.
“Wait a moment♥”
Hee-yeon looked excited.
Humming to herself, Hee-yeon connected a USB drive to the monitor.
Then she used the remote to play the file on the USB drive before plopping down beside me and beginning to unbuckle my belt.
“You’re going to like it too...♥ Your cock’s going to get rock-hard, you know?”
She hummed as she pulled my pants down.
Eventually, she lowered my underwear, picked it up, and gave it a sniff—Sniiiff-.
Then she giggled as she watched my chastity cage bobbing.
“Are you excited? You look like you’re suffering.”
“Ugh...”
“Oh my, look at that cock standing stiff and suffering♥ Shall I unlock you?”
Hee-yeon shook the key she held between her fingers like a pair of tweezers.
I nodded vigorously.
But she slipped the key back into her pocket and spoke.
“Nope♥ I haven’t cooled off yet. Hold out for just three days♥”
“.....”
“Phehehe. Just watch the screen. It’s about to start.”
I raised my head.
I watched the footage playing on the screen in front of me.
The screen showed the inside of the Savior’s mansion.
-Whiiiiir...
A long corridor.
The Savior was coming from the far end of the corridor.
He was seated in something like a ‘mechanical mobility chair,’ an obviously rare and expensive device.
-Whiiiiiiir....
The chair traveled smoothly down the corridor.
It operated without any trouble even while carrying the Savior, who weighed nearly 130 kilograms.
It was a piece of futuristic engineering that seemed to symbolize the Savior’s wealth.
And the Savior, seated in the chair with a bored expression, never walked anywhere.
He probably had servants handle everything involved in his daily life without ever needing to walk or move himself.
After all, he was fabulously wealthy.
-Vrrrrrr....
When the mobile chair entered a room, its engine shut off and it came to a stop.
The screen immediately showed the inside of the room the Savior had entered.
The Mistress, fattened like a pig, was sitting naked in a chair.
I gulped and leaned my face toward the screen.
“Tsk tsk. What a miserable state. You’ve completely fallen.”
The Savior spoke as though scolding her while looking at the Mistress’s wretched appearance.
Soon, his cock began to swell.
Buried beneath his rolls of fat and previously invisible, it poked its head out the moment he saw the Mistress’s depraved body.
“But it’s all right. Since I rescued you from that demon’s clutches, I’ll purify you now.”
As he spoke, the Savior pressed a button on the chair’s armrest.
The wall opened with a whir, revealing a large monitor.
The Savior said,
“I’ve rescued several children like you from that demon’s clutches. They were poor children who had been broken as miserably as you. Take a look.”
-Beep.
The large screen lit up white.
Soon, a woman who had been horribly broken and resembled the Mistress appeared on the screen.
Trembling all over, the woman began to state her personal information.
“Na Yoon-kyung. I’m twenty-five years old.... Master altered me and turned me into a crippled, trashy bitch..... I’m a worthless piece of trash.”
The woman looked similar to the Mistress.
She had been fattened up, her skin was tanned, and she had tattoos all over her body, just like the Mistress.
It was obviously Master’s handiwork.
“Look forward to it. See how that woman changes.”
The Savior grinned and skipped the video ahead to the next chapter.
A pleasant, gentle BGM began to play, and a video titled [Savior Project] started.
[Na Yoon-kyung, who had fallen to rock bottom in life under Mr. Choi. Years of abuse had left her mentally and physically broken. She desperately needed psychological treatment.]
Subtitles appeared along the bottom of the screen.
The video was structured much like a documentary.
Gentle BGM played in the background, subtitles added explanations to the footage, and even a pleasant narrator’s voice accompanied it.
The entire presentation was identical to that of a documentary program.
[Na Yoon-kyung’s psychological treatment was not easy. The mental world Mr. Choi had constructed was stronger than anything else.]
“Master!! Masteeeer! I’m a vulgar bitch! I’m a filthy whore!!”
Na Yoon-kyung was tied to a chair and screaming.
Several men in white coats stood around Na Yoon-kyung with troubled expressions.
They looked like doctors at a glance.
[Mr. Choi’s brainwashing exceeded the level of indoctrination found in cults. Once someone was ensnared, restoring them to their original state was nearly impossible, and anyone caught by him had to live an almost ruined existence. Just like Na Yoon-kyung, who can be seen now.]
“Aah! Aaaah!! Get out!!! Get oooout, you bas-tards! Don’t take Master away from me! He’s all I have! I’m Master’s vulgar slave bitch!!”
[We made great efforts to find a way. We invited numerous hypnotists, psychologists, and religious figures to devise a way to treat Na Yoon-kyung. But the results were hopeless.]
“This is astonishing. I’ve been practicing psychotherapy for twenty years, and I’ve never seen brainwashing at this level before... Honestly, as a scholar, I’m curious. I almost want to meet that man called Mr. Choi.”
[The experts could not provide an answer. They could only marvel at the depth of Mr. Choi’s brainwashing; not a single one of them could say that treatment was possible. All our rehabilitation team’s attempts ended in failure, bringing us to the verge of disbandment.]
“Kikikikik... you fucking morons. Look at you, making a goddamn fuss, you fucking bastards.”
Na Yoon-kyung was tied to a chair and hurling abuse.
The doctors sitting across from her shook their heads and pressed their foreheads.
Based on the footage so far, restoring Na Yoon-kyung to her original state seemed impossible.
[But we could not give up like this. We mobilized all our personnel once more to search for an expert who could treat ‘Na Yoon-kyung,’ and we found hope in a completely unexpected place.]
“Oh. You want an introduction? Is this being recorded? Hmm... Well, all right. First, I work to rescue people who have fallen into cults, and I’ve helped around 120 people return to society. It’s rewarding work, in its own way.”
[This man. He was the only hope of bringing the now-mad Na Yoon-kyung back to normal. He rescued people who had fallen into cults, and because Mr. Choi’s brainwashing method resembled the indoctrination used by cults to make people worship their ‘leader,’ he could put his expertise to use.]
“This is... I’ve never seen anything like this before. It’s insane. That man is a demon! How could anyone reduce a person to this state..... At this level, restoring her to normal is impossible. This won’t do.”
[But treatment was not easy. Even a veteran who had rescued countless people from cults said that ‘Na Yoon-kyung’ could not be treated. But-.]
“..... Wait a moment. There is one method. It could be a drastic measure, but it’s our only option.”
[One final method remained. We had no choice but to hear what that ‘drastic measure’ was. His plan was as follows.]
[‘Na Yoon-kyung’s’ autonomy cannot be restored. Every part of her has already become dependent on the man called ‘Mr. Choi.’ Therefore, we must change the object of her dependence.]
[Changing the object of dependence. In other words, moving ‘Master’ from Mr. Choi to someone else.]
“But the conditions are difficult. To become ‘Master,’ someone must have charisma equal to Mr. Choi’s. They must also be able to induce the same intensity of sexual arousal. Only someone who meets those conditions can become Ms. Na Yoon-kyung’s ‘Savior.’”
[Na Yoon-kyung’s new master—the person who could become her ‘Savior’—had to be a man with powerful charisma who was skilled at manipulating a woman’s sexual arousal. Finding such a person was nearly impossible.]
“I’m sorry. We tried our best, but... the ‘Savior Project’ is not feasible. There are very few applicants, and every one of them falls far short of the standards we established.”
“Could I—could I become the ‘Savior’? I’ll somehow.....”
“..... Father. To become the ‘Savior,’ you need to provide not only strong charisma but sexual arousal as well. Can you have sex with your daughter?”
“Th-that...”
“The requirements for the Savior are extremely demanding. Strong charisma and sexual skills capable of arousing a woman are the bare minimum, and you also need the wealth to take responsibility for Yoon-kyung. On top of that, you must be able to enjoy an unconventional sex life. But do you really think anyone in a democratic society like Korea would be willing to take on such insanity? I’m asking whether there’s anyone deranged enough to accept a ‘master’ and ‘slave’ relationship as normal.”
“.....”
“Haa. We’ll look for one more week. If we can’t find a suitable applicant after another week, we’ll end the [Savior Project] and try ‘drug treatment.’”
“B-but if you use drug treatment, she’ll have to stay in a psychiatric hospital for the rest of her life, won’t she!”
“... I’m sorry.”
“Aah... our daughter. What will happen to our daughter? Then Yoon-kyung will spend her whole life....”
“.....”
[The situation was desperate. We had found the only way to save Na Yoon-kyung, but that path was impossible to realize. So we decided to search for applicants for one more week and began preparing to end the project. In reality, that final week was little more than a period for wrapping up the project.]
The scenes that followed depicted the bleak situation.
Doctors sneering at hopeless applicants, Na Yoon-kyung’s parents sinking into despair, and even the cult therapist shaking his head in dismay.
The screen then showed the doctors packing their belongings.
[Only three hours remained until the project ended. We gathered our belongings and prepared to return home. But then, Yoon-ho, the youngest member of the team, came running in with urgent news. He had found someone who might qualify as the ‘Savior.’]
“What? You want me to introduce myself? What a joke. Hey, Secretary Choi.”
“Yes.”
“Handle it yourself. I’m going to look at the women.”
“Understood.”
At last, the ‘Savior’ appeared in the video.
He glared at the camera with a bored expression, then left.
[He was the perfect Savior we had been searching for. His self-centered mindset, immense wealth, and sexual prowess met every condition. He was, in every sense, the ideal ‘Savior.’ We decided to sign a contract with him.]
“The conditions are simple. Yoon-kyung’s ‘basic rights,’ ‘right to a normal life,’ and minimum ‘human rights.’ If you guarantee only those things, we’ll help you become Yoon-kyung’s Savior.”
A group of doctors, Na Yoon-kyung’s parents, and the Savior sat around the table.
The leader of the doctors presented the conditions to the Savior.
The Savior scoffed and replied,
“Kukuku. You’re asking for some trivial things. Why should I honor that crap?”
“..... You’re talking about owning a person! In the twenty-first century, not some other era, you’re transferring ownership of a human being! Shouldn’t she at least be guaranteed basic rights?”
“Kukukuku... Hey. Owning a person? Is that really such a big deal? These days, there are countless people who’ll sell even their souls for a handful of cash. Owning a person is nothing to me.”
“.....”
“So shut up and listen to my offer. Well? Shall we continue?”
The Savior sank back into his chair and waited for the project team’s answer.
The team leader looked at Na Yoon-kyung’s parents.
Na Yoon-kyung’s father took his wife’s hand with a solemn expression and nodded.
His wife soon nodded as well.
The team leader spoke.
“Let’s hear it.”
“Good. I want only one thing: ‘something that is perfectly mine.’ Something completely mine, willing to give its life for me.”
The Savior wanted something that was perfectly his.
The cult therapist replied,
“It’s possible. Mr. Choi’s brainwashing is that powerful. As long as we can successfully transfer the ‘Master,’ we can exert that kind of overwhelming influence over her.”
“Really? Then let’s do this. If I help with your project and turn Na Yoon-kyung into my perfect slave, I’ll take responsibility for the rest of her life. I’ll help ensure both her emotional and financial stability.”
The members of the project team exchanged glances once more.
When Na Yoon-kyung’s parents nodded first, the rest of the team members nodded as well.
“Good. Is that the end of your offer?”
“No. There’s still something important. If ‘Na Yoon-kyung,’ once she has become my slave, displeases me or I decide she isn’t ‘something that is perfectly mine,’ I’ll discard her without mercy. I won’t accept any responsibility for that. Understood?”
Na Yoon-kyung’s parents trembled at the Savior’s words.
But they had no choice.
It would be far better to entrust her to the Savior than to have her spend the rest of her life as a wreck in a psychiatric hospital.
“Yes... We’ll do that.”
“Good. We have a deal.”
[Thus our ‘Savior Project’ officially began. The first stage was ‘taming Na Yoon-kyung.’]
“Kukukuk. This brings back memories.”
The Savior chuckled as he watched the subtitles in the video.
Then he pressed a button on the armrest and called out loudly,
“Yoon-kyung! Come here now.”
“Yes, Master♥”
A clear, crystalline voice came through the speaker attached to the chair.
Soon, the door opened and a beautiful woman entered.
It was Na Yoon-kyung.
“Hehe♥ Master! I’m here!”
“Yes, come here.”
“Okay♥”
Tap, tap—Na Yoon-kyung walked toward the Savior.
She even hummed to herself, pleased to see the Savior.
When she finally reached the Savior, she stood behind him, wrapped her arms around him, bent down, and kissed the crown of his head.
-Smooch.
“Master....♥”
“Kukuk. That’s right. Did you have a good visit with your parents?”
“Yes! They were thrilled. They’ve already been going around the neighborhood telling everyone that I passed my test, so it was a huge commotion. They were being so embarrassing.”
“I see. You worked hard studying.”
“It was nothing. You asked me to do it, so of course I had to accomplish it!”
“Well, yes. That’s the right attitude.”
“Hehe. Why did you call me?”
“Nothing in particular. Seeing the video in front of me reminded me of you.”
At the Savior’s words, Na Yoon-kyung turned to look at the screen.
Her face began to turn as red as a tomato.
She covered her reddened face with both hands and said,
“Aah~ That was seriously my dark past. It’s so embarrassing...”
“Kukuk. Still, seeing it again after so long brings back memories. Let’s watch it together.”
“Ugh... Then let me serve you....♥”
“Just watch the video.”
“Aah~ Master~. Let me serve you just once after all this time...♥”
“Tsk. You’re getting awfully uppity?”
“Hehe...♥”
“Kukukuk. Fine. It wouldn’t be bad to receive your service after so long. Do as you please.”
“Hehe. Thank you, Masteeer~. I love you...♥”
She came in front of the Savior and knelt down.
Then she slowly pulled down his pants and began sucking his cock.
The sight was a strange contrast to Na Yoon-kyung glaring at the Savior in the video, evoking a peculiar emotion.