Chapter 225 – If_Happy Story 01: Week 1_ Slave Contract Application (6)
If_Happy Story 01: Week 1_ Slave Contract Application (6)
Tripods and cameras are installed one after another in a stiff atmosphere.
The black lens was pointed transparently in this direction, and the top view was directly reflecting her obscene naked body.
At the same time as it made me realize that this situation was being recorded, the sight of my naked body stimulated a sense of shame.
Moreover, I don’t know what the principle is, but my clear sense of reason made me able to objectify myself along with my clearer senses, and it made me realize how shameful my current self was.
Should I say it’s a bit of self-destruction?
A similar feeling as when returning to Jae-jeong-shin after finishing an act of extreme masturbation.
In that state, it’s hard to look at yourself reflected in the black lens… It wasn’t embarrassing at all.
Only then did my body twist with the overwhelming sense of shame, and I couldn’t look straight.
“Then, we will proceed with the national slave registration process for the subject, Lee Ha-eun.
First, the subject must be of sound mind, check the entire contents of this document, and read it aloud while recording it on a notarized device as a sign of confirmation.
Also, once the reading is complete, we ask that you sign and affix your seal while viewing the front of the document to determine whether you agree.”
In her polite manner, several sheets of paper were handed to her.
The first page is so large that it would be foolish not to notice what this document is for.
Slave Registration Application
There were seven letters written on it.
…, …♡
Just by looking at those words, my heart feels heavy and suffocated, and my heart flutters with a dizzying sensation.
There can be no clearer or more explicit explanation than this as to what this piece of paper, needlessly taking up space with black type, is for.
A merciless cut that tells you to be aware of what you are signing up for.
In such an organized environment, there was no way I could deny that I didn’t know when the question was asked in such an explicit tone.
I quietly read the several sheets of documents handed to me.
In order to minimize the possibility of disputes in legal interpretation and the difficult and complicated legal terms that are unique to official documents, the text is excessively detailed and complicated, making it difficult for laymen to understand.
It consists of phrases that are familiar to those involved but extremely unfriendly to those who are not, making it difficult to understand their meaning even though they are obviously written in the same Korean language.
Therefore, I could not understand in detail what the content written in this needlessly complicated document legally meant and what purpose it had, but was it thanked to this white light and the refreshing air of an unknown space? The mind is clearer than usual, and the sharply sharpened intellect is able to somehow understand the context of what this document is asking for and what it is trying to mean.
In fact, it is being expressed excessively and indirectly, but this paper…
Slave Registration Application
It wasn’t that difficult to figure out what it was for.
Above all, it clearly explained in large letters, starting from the title, what the long text written on these several sheets of paper was for.
This is a document to prove that a citizen who had sovereignty as a citizen of the Republic of Korea will be demoted to the class of slaves, a discriminatory status, with the will of autonomy.
It was simply a complex and detailed explanation of what results would occur in the process, what would be lost, and how one would be treated.
In addition, various and complex social promises and legal interpretations were written, but in summary, it was like this.
In short, deprivation of sovereignty and nationality as a citizen of the Republic of Korea.
In addition, it refers to the restriction and deprivation of the basic rights that citizens of the Republic of Korea naturally have as stipulated in Articles 10 to 39 of the Constitution, and the limited attribution of all corresponding rights to the owner who is the registrant. 〈 Br〉
The corresponding basic rights include the right to pursue happiness as a democratic citizen, the right to equality before the law, the right not to be discriminated against based on social status, freedom of the body, freedom of conscience, freedom of expression, freedom of religion, and privacy. Right to confidentiality and freedom.
And the guarantee of personal property rights, the right to vote and participate in politics, the right to a fair trial according to the law, etc.
I was able to see that the so-called basic rights, which I had vaguely learned about during my school days, included such diverse types.
A basic right that was taken for granted like breathing.
If you think about it, there was no content that was unimportant, and there was only content that was necessary for humans to live like human beings.
Such… Deprivation of rights.
A thoroughly discriminated class, slaves.
And the fact that you belong to such an object… By quietly reciting the contents of the document, I was able to become aware of it. Little by little, I was becoming aware of its seriousness.
“… This corresponds to the deprivation of nationality and delegation of basic rights by a decision that includes the person’s will, and is considered a separate case from the case of the resulting stateless person. …”
How many pages were there?
As I opened it, I realized that the contents of the six-page document were clear and clear… It was recording clearly.
As it was the content of an official document, the corresponding content was sufficiently understated and business-like, but it was also detailed and detailed and clearly listed the contents of what one would be subjected to in the future, so it was easy to calmly read the contents out loud. The more you go, the more the feelings of immorality and shame flow through your body. I couldn’t hide my expression.
Is it rather the fault of the understated phrases?
Because it was just described calmly, the strangeness of the content was more noticeable… It has stimulated inner shame and base desires.
Beyond the black tripod, you see yourself reflected in the lens.
Her naked body is so shameful and obscene that it is said to be covered in obscene graffiti and dirty, obscene liquid that has not been wiped off.
And below, Is visible in one’s own eyes.
Slave Registration Application
The weight of the document’s title, which is written clearly, becomes redder as the words continue… The sensation of an unknown electric current continued to flow throughout my body.
It is said that the skin is getting hot. Is this an effect of this space? Is it because of the smell of grass in the purified wind, made up of clusters of pure white light?
The body, which wouldn’t be strange even if it was already in heat, was strangely quiet.
It gets hot, but then subsides again.
Thanks to this, the sense of reason is clearly recalled.
The intelligence I originally had.
And judging correctly and objectively, without anyone else’s interference or coercion, something goes crazy… It is not something that comes true as it flows, swayed by pleasure.
Only by one’s own will.
Based on the judgment of reason that is clearly awake… This declaration did not stop.
I couldn’t stop, so I kept reciting it.
Thanks to this space, reason was clearer than anything else, warning me to stop making this choice even now.
Reason clearer than ever.
I can say that this is the clearest state of mind I have ever been in.
Objectively and subjectively… By asking myself about my feelings, I was able to clearly predict what would happen and the outcome that would unfold.
Nevertheless… Her reddening skin was more honest than anything else about her desire, which she had already become aware of to the point where it was too late to turn back. Even though she may have hesitated, she couldn’t stop herself from reciting what was written on the paper.
In the end, I choose destruction based on my own subjective opinion more than anything else.
The rest was the transfer of rights according to the provisions specified in the master-servant contract, but it was revealed that the minimum rights to maintain life as a human being and the basic rights to maintain dignity were excluded from this transfer.
… Clearly, the fatal trigger was that I was in heat, lost my senses, and ended up signing a contract guided by the male’s voice. I ended up signing it with my own hand.
『The subject, Lee Ha-eun, confirms absolute permission for all cases except those that may be fatal to human life by the deadline specified in this contract.
The relevant matter is valid for the period of the contract and the party Lee Ha-eun hereby signs that he/she is aware of the matter and has prepared it with his/her own intention.』
Be aware of the weight of destruction that a single wrong decision, a single mistake, can cause… ♡ The image of a body vibrating with pleasure that is felt while being filmed beyond the camera.
Is it just a type of desire for self-destruction?
Could it be that the manifestation of extreme masochistic tendencies is due to the fact that Lee Ha-eun does not consider her life to be her own? It is said that it sinks a girl’s life to the bottom of a pit, but rather than feelings of guilt or responsibility… The feeling of dark pleasure is strong.
The clear liquid on my thighs drips down from the sweetness of such base emotions.
Rubbing my legs against that sticky texture… And continue reading the contents of the paper.
“… During the period specified in the contract, the subject’s status is registered with state agencies as a status called a slave, and the status system specified is a strongly discriminatory status subject to legal binding. …”
However, if he had thought that this body was not his, he would have felt guilty.
However, her vivid senses and the sense of her past days living in Lee Ha-eun’s body had long since dawned on her that her body was the same as her own.
However, there is only a faint awareness that the life she led for nearly 20 years was her own.
At the same time, her previous sense of her own life, which had melted into nothingness, came together… It leads to anti-desperation and anti-pleasure-oriented attention to destruction.
And, unexpectedly, her feelings were in line with her own essence… It was sweeter and sweeter than I thought.
One letter, one letter… The awareness that tickles your spine every time you recite the contents of the paper in your hand, the intuition full of warnings that there is no turning back, and at the same time, the sensation of a tingling electric current flowing through your spinal cord.
A clear feeling of pleasure pollutes a clear intellect.
It conjures up a contradictory image of being dirty and colored, clear and vivid yet cloudy and sticky.
My mind feels refreshed, but the contradictory feeling that something is going wrong confuses my mind.
Make a mess, get back to normal right away… It turns red again and melts in a lewd mood.
Even though I was fully sane and awake, the strange feeling that I was being colored by pleasure was tingling my lower abdomen and stimulating a secret desire.
And… And, it continues like that, and before we know it, it’s the last sentence.
At the same time, it is a letter that contains the most solemn and fatal content.
The most important… The most fatal declaration.
“… Accordingly, the subject
I am fully aware of the regulations and review contents of slave registration, and I declare with my own will and commitment that in the future, I will be downgraded from the status of a citizen who had sovereignty over the Republic of Korea to the status of a registered slave belonging to the Republic of Korea. I declare this here.
… Subject, temporary slave – hereinafter referred to as “.”
Listed at the end, the declaration of Lee Ha-eun as a slave.
The part marked as temporary gives me some reassurance, but I don’t know why.
However, the feeling of masochism encroached on him, and he suddenly lost his body.
The following signature.
In order to prove that there is no other interference, and to prove that the signature at the end of this unfair application is made purely out of the subject’s own will, the image of the subject’s finger captured in a clearly focused camera and the seal Appearance of the seal.
Lee, ha, eun.
It’s only three letters long.
The movement of a ballpoint pen that only makes a few strokes could not have been this heavy.
With each stroke and each letter engraved, it felt as if that feeling was engraved in my lungs.
At the same time, a more dizzying feeling than anything else comes over my whole body.
The weight of mortgaging one’s life and human dignity, something that must not be done, seemed to be finally conveyed in those three letters.
The feeling was scary and heavy, and I was still full of anxiety… In the end, you end up committing it.
This strange heat of destruction… It warms my body and mind.
Like that… In the end, I don’t know when I took it out with my own seal that was signed… Stamped with one’s own seal,
Slave Registration Application.
As she handed the document to the stranger’s palm, the last page, the three letters signed by Lee Ha-eun, were shiny and engraved in her eyes.
Handed over… It can no longer be returned.
Obviously, I can’t get it back.
Go back… It is impossible.
And it ended with a confirmation from her lips.
“With this, the contents of the subject Lee Ha-eun’s slave registration application have been confirmed.”
However, as if this wasn’t the end of all the procedures, she was handed several other bundles of documents again, and she continued to look shameful in front of the camera… The document, which appears calm at first glance but is full of humiliating content, is required to be recorded and read out word by word.
The man, Mai-sung, was embarrassed at first and looked at himself with amusement as he hesitated in shame, but he seemed to be tired of the sight of him reading the contents of the six-page document one by one, and he didn’t know when he had taken it out. I was playing a game on my smartphone.
Application for loss of nationality to renounce nationality as a citizen of the Republic of Korea.
A context-related consent form to disclose the process by which slave work was selected.
─The document in question was clearly signed by him… A betting contract that seemed nothing but bizarre was submitted as evidence.
Which… It seems pervert, the content of the dirty bet is also… I will tell you everything from my own mouth… It was requested.
Although she was a civil servant who had repeatedly looked at me coldly, I was able to see the contempt reflected in her eyes when she learned that the reason she became a slave was such absurd content.
And, like that… Even the sight of oneself feeling a secret sense of pleasure…
A copy of resident registration, family relationship certificate, and basic certificate to continue to prove that you are Lee Ha-eun.
Claim for declaration of incompetence and appointment of guardian due to loss of ability to act on property.
A certificate of servitude to identify what type of slavery you are subject to.
And, to determine the form of the contract… Even the master-slave relationship contract that he was semi-forced to sign.
… One by one, the more I say it, the more embarrassing it becomes, and I sign and fill it out… It was recorded in a public place.
And, like that… The more I read documents in a format that seemed to be used for official purposes, the more clearly I realized that this was not just a joke.
One sheet, one sheet.
Every time a signature containing one’s name and a seal with the power of public proof are stamped.
One layer after another.
I hallucinate as if my body is being bound by invisible chains.
We are becoming subjugated.
The procedure continued.
Law and contracts.
As a delicate woman who is just an individual, she is captured and placed under a yoke that she can never escape.
She repeatedly signed the procedure with her own will.
… Her sense of immorality had a secret thrill in her, a feeling of masochism that she could not escape.
Finally, her last piece of paper was handed to her.
A notarized space, a legally binding certifier, a notarized recording device that leaves no room for refutation, and even a proof tool that clearly belongs to you.
The paranoid process of the procedure was so paranoid that it could be said to be excessive, and at the same time, this situation became a bar from which there was no escape, tying oneself and Lee Ha-eun into it.
Now, you won’t be able to escape♥.
