Chapter 7
Ha-young wore a grotesque grin.
Meanwhile, he picked up the remote beside him and pressed the 'Power' button.
The TV in front of them came on, illuminating the screen that had been black. Dozens of photos of Ha-young were arrayed across it.
The photos were divided between the left and right, forming a stark contrast.
On the left was the proud Ha-young from before her fall, while the right showed the fallen Ha-young.
The photos on the left showed the Ha-young I knew so well.
She wore a kind smile, her lively eyes sparkled, and her expression brimmed with confidence.
That was the Ha-young I knew.
On the other hand, the right side showed the most hideously corrupted versions of Ha-young.
Her eyes were dull and unfocused, and every expression was grotesque.
One picture showed her eyes rolled back and her tongue hanging out.
Another showed her sucking his cock with her cheeks hollowed out while wearing her own panties over her head.
Another showed her kissing his anus while touching her pussy.
The contrast was so stark that my cock began to swell, hard enough to burst.
That was when he spoke.
"The left or the right. Which one is your true self? Choose."
His intention was obvious.
His question was meant to lead Ha-young into destroying her own identity.
Before long, she answered without hesitating for even a second.
"The right. The right is my true self..... I am Master's bitch."
He chuckled at Ha-young's answer.
He tapped her pussy—tap, tap—and spoke.
"Very good. You're the best."
"Hee-hik..! Heehee-hik"
With every tap, Ha-young's body trembled with pleasure.
He rubbed his fingers, slick with her juices, against Ha-young's anus as he continued.
"Then you need to offer a salute of submission. Bow down before me and declare that you'll become my slave. Then I'll open your eyes to another world."
Another world.
She had already fallen as far as she could, and there was another world?
I kept stroking my cock as I focused on the video.
"I-I am Master's slave...heh...."
Ha-young prostrated herself in dogeza as he instructed.
Without even noticing the copious vaginal fluid streaming onto the floor, she pressed her forehead to the ground and waited for his orders.
-Thud!
"Eek!"
Ha-young's body trembled violently.
His foot came down on her head.
Ha-young seemed to accept even that as pleasure, spreading her anus wide and welcoming his kicks.
"Kuk kuk kuk kuk... You fucking bitch. You're mine now. Since you've come this far, your shining future is going straight into the gutter."
"Th-thank you..."
He lit a cigarette with his foot still on Ha-young's head.
Then he took a deep drag, blew the smoke toward her as she knelt prostrate, and spoke.
"Did you know? You were a girl destined for a brilliant future. If you hadn't met me, then, for all I know, you would probably have been living in a stable, happy family of your own."
I kept stroking my cock.
Ha-young had definitely been the kind of person who could dream of such a future.
"But that's impossible now. I'm going to ruin you completely. From the outset, I was interested in turning a shining rough diamond like you into something worth less than garbage. So, what do you say? Will you still submit to me?"
His statement openly declared his intention to destroy her.
Yet paradoxically, whenever he hurled abuse at her, Ha-young responded affirmatively, spreading her anus and twitching her pussy.
She even drooled copiously and made grotesque laughing sounds.
Thus, her answer had already been decided.
"I-I... am a bitch worth less than trash... haa... Please make me fall even farther..."
-Pop. It felt as though a thread had snapped.
I had a powerful premonition that there was no way to bring her back now, no matter what I did.
He chuckled and rubbed the smoldering cigarette butt out against Ha-young's buttocks.
Her anus and pussy twitched vividly as she endured the brief pain.
"Very good. With this, you are complete. Ah-. I suppose I should give you a reward."
He took two checks from his wallet, rolled them up, and inserted them into her anus.
Then he cackled and said.
"Twenty million won. I bought your life, so I have to pay for it. Though it's a bargain compared to what you were originally worth."
"Th-thank you..."
"Then let's begin. Stand up."
At his command, Ha-young rose to her feet.
The instant Ha-young stood, he kissed her.
Their tongues passionately explored each other's mouths.
"Mmm... mmph... hrrmm... mm"
The two kissed their way to the bed.
After that, they began having passionate sex, just as I had seen in the previous video.
The difference was the intensity of Ha-young's orgasm: what she felt now was unlike what she'd felt then.
"Ooh.... Ooooh.... Koooh...."
Ha-young's moans had changed.
Unlike her former cries of haaang, haaang, her moans now sounded like the cries of a beast.
It was the pitiful end of a woman who had abandoned her humanity.
"Uoooh!! Hwaaah! Ugh! Uoooooh! Ooh! Ooooh! Hnnng! Uoooh! Ugh!"
With every pistonlike thrust, both her eyes rolled back and she began drooling copiously.
She had been completely reduced to his bitch.
Eventually, he ejaculated inside Ha-young, and I likewise poured my semen over the screen displaying her vulgar face.
"Th-this fucking bitch! Drink it! Drink mine too! You fucking bitch!"
I spewed curses as I piled semen onto my smartphone's screen.
Eventually, Ha-young's face disappeared behind my semen, so I hurriedly pulled out some tissues and wiped the smartphone clean.
"Ha-young.... Ha-young...."
I wiped the screen while desperately calling her name.
Once the screen was clean again, I could see her lying spread-eagled on the bed with his cock in her mouth.
Looking down at Ha-young like that, he spoke in a contemptuous tone.
"This fucking bitch has lost her mind. Aren't you going to clean it?"
"Mmm... sorree... slurp... slurp... pop!"
His glans was clean.
With a satisfied expression, he announced the next step.
"A kiss of gratitude."
"Mmm...."
-Peck♥ Peck♥
"You fucking bitch, you're so damn hot. What a vulgar bitch. Open your mouth."
Ah—Ha-young opened her mouth wide.
He aimed his cock over it and urinated straight into her mouth.
-Trickleeeee.....
"Cough, cough.. Coughhh... cough"
Though she struggled against the pouring stream, Ha-young stubbornly swallowed his urine, her throat bobbing.
Eventually, his stream gradually weakened, and the dripping from the grotesque organ stopped.
He wiped the urine remaining on the tip of his glans off on Ha-young's stomach, then brought his cock to her face again.
"There's still some left inside. Finish sucking it out."
At his command, Ha-young hurriedly began swallowing the urine remaining in her mouth.
After swallowing it all, Ha-young let out harsh breaths—haa, haa—then hurriedly craned her neck forward and took his glans into her mouth.
"Hup! Mmm... mmmph...."
Ha-young sucked his glans, straining the corners of her lips.
He threw his head back and moaned.
"Khhhhh.... You fucking bitch.... You're damn good at this."
"Mmm... smack!"
Having finished servicing him, Ha-young kissed his glans one last time to finish.
Then she licked her lips and murmured, "Thank you for the meal."
And so the video ended.
"..... She's really become a beast..."
I muttered that as I looked at the list of videos remaining.
The list was packed with all kinds of provocative thumbnails.
I was addicted to these videos now.
I had no choice but to click the next video.
-Click.
"Kghok! Hoot! Ooooh! Ooh!"
The next video began with sex.
Now that Ha-young had completely fallen, there was no longer any need to read her diary.
Instead, after sex, Ha-young and he began talking as if they were lovers.
"Hehe. That was fucking awesome again today♥ I'm so happy I met you, Master."
"Heh heh... After sex, just call me Mister. Let's keep things casual."
"B-but how could I call Master that..."
"The master-slave relationship is nice, but I want to build a more varied bond with you. Don't you?"
"N-no, that's not it. How could I..."
"Then call me Mister in everyday life, and speak casually too."
"..... Yeah. Mister."
"Good. How's college life these days?"
"I don't know... About the same. Just like before..."
"Kuk kuk. Is that so?"
What followed was nothing more than perfectly ordinary conversation.
Her family.
Her college life.
Her relationship with her boyfriend.
Things like that.
In the next video and the one after that, those everyday conversations continued.
However, as the videos progressed, something gradually changed: the two of them were becoming more and more like lovers.
Their sex was clearly coercive and destructive, but once it was over, they built an emotional bond.
Why was that crazy bastard doing something so unlike him?
It was while watching the eighteenth video that I realized his hidden intention.
"Haa-. Fuck, this is so damn annoying. That fixed-term instructor isn't even a professor, but she doesn't know her place and keeps mouthing off."
"Kuk kuk kuk. Why? What did that bitch say?"
"Heehee. We had a fucking amazing time last time, didn't we? All-night sex♥"
"We did."
"So I skipped one of my classes. I really couldn't make it, so I asked this loser girl in my department to mark me present."
"Kuk kuk. And?"
"Ah—But that loser couldn't even do that properly, so I got caught. That asshole instructor chewed me out for having someone else take attendance for me."
"I see. Kuk kuk. Next time, you should choose a proper friend instead of some useless bitch like that."
"Yeah♥ I should. But there's something even more infuriating than that."
"More infuriating? What is it?"
"You know her. My best friend, Hee-yeon."
"Oh. What about her?"
"I don't know, but the look in her eyes has been pissing me off lately. And it annoys me that she keeps playing mommy and telling me I've changed. She was never the kind of person to tell me what to do."
"Hmm... Maybe it's that thing called gaslighting. Something like that. She can't accept your changes, so she's trying to control you however she wants."
Ha-young thought carefully about what he said, then nodded.
Soon, her eyes were filled with hostility.
"I think it's something like that. Anyway, we don't get along these days. We can't even talk properly. Fuck, it pisses me off when I think about it. Who the fuck does she think she is?"
The everyday conversations they had after sex.
Through those conversations, he was subtly indoctrinating Ha-young with his values.
As a result, his influence was corrupting not only her behavior around him but her everyday life as well.
In fact, Ha-young's speech was growing increasingly vulgar, and she swore constantly.
She was gradually losing more of her former self, badmouthing her closest friend and cursing her incompetent father.
It was when I played the twentieth video.
As I watched it, I sensed it instinctively.
Even the slightest bit of love she felt for me would be used to satisfy her own sexual desire.