Chapter 50 – Lee Junseo (Son) – Human Withdrawal
* Lee Junseo (Son) – Human Withdrawal (1)
I enter Ha-eun’s room and sit on the chair in front of her desk. Ha-eun, who’s completely out of it, giggling as she touches her choker, is lifted onto my lap, and we both end up in a position where we’re touching the laptop in front of us. Of course, Mother and Seo-woo have left the room. I plug the three USBs I’m holding into the side of the laptop, click, and check the contents, and I shudder.
“You beastly bastard.”
Beastly bastard.
Beastly bastard.
Beastly bastard.
Did I feel this way when I watched Mother’s video last time?
“Is this really something a human being can do?”
“Heeuh~?”
Ha-eun reacts slightly to my words. Knowing what’s on these USBs, it’s natural she’d react. The USB folder I opened is full of Ha-eun’s tearful expressions, and photos that seem to show her training process so far. There was a USB with Mother being punished, so it’s not strange to have a USB with photos of Ha-eun before she was trained, but this amount is clearly beyond common sense.
Year, month, day, time, place, so many folders neatly divided. No matter what I click, I see glimpses of Ha-eun’s tearful face, naked body, and wounds. There are too many to click and view openly, but just skimming through the previews, it’s clear that something terrible is happening.
“Hooheeheung, heu-heut, heu-heu-euh~!”
The closer I get to the dangerous folders, the happier Ha-eun sounds. Her eyes are wide open, and other than making happy noises while touching her choker, she seems normal, so it seems like she’ll come back to her senses soon. As proof, every time I click on a somewhat dangerous photo, she rubs her head or back against me like a spoiled child, so I’m sure that just playing a video will snap her out of this state.
‘Are there only photos on this USB?’
I pull out the USB I was looking at and insert the next one. I briefly have a stupid thought like, “What if there’s a virus?” but after seeing that it connects safely, I open the new folder. This one has videos separated by date, along with training content and even something unknown written in text files. Maybe this video USB is what Seo-woo wanted to show me.
There are so many videos, I’m dizzy trying to figure out what’s what. Is this how someone feels when they secretly watches someone else’s porn? Or is this how a detective feels when they’re looking at records of crimes? I’m sure no one understands how I feel, and I put my mouse over the video that seems like it’ll resolve this situation the easiest.
Click.
“Hieuh, hi, ieua, aaaa… aueueueueueuek!!!! Ugh!!! Eugeuaaak!!!”
“Ugh?!”
At that moment, Ha-eun’s voice bursts out. She grabs my arm holding the mouse with both hands, preventing me from double-clicking the video.
“Ha-eun?”
“Hi, hi, hic… stop, that, no…”
The effect was immediate. After all, the video title was “Experiment to Induce Suggestion by Inflicting Pain on the Neck – Subject C.” Maybe A is Yeo-won, B is Seo-woo, and C is Ha-eun. A text file with the same title is full of things like, “Based on the experiment done on B (Seo-woo), instill a stronger sense of obedience in C (Ha-eun)───” Since the neck-related training is probably Seo-woo’s, that means they did something even worse to Ha-eun based on that. That must be why she’s out of it while touching her choker.
“Ha-eun.”
“Don’t watch it…”
“Ha-eun?”
“I’m okay now… okay? I just spaced out for a bit… so…”
“Hey now.”
“So! Take your hand off the mouse now!”
Ha-eun doesn’t answer my words and just tells me what to do. She tries to force my arm away, but there’s no way her frail arms can beat me. More than that, she doesn’t seem to know how to use her strength, and her muscles are strangely weak. Even I think it’s a weird way to put it, but that’s the only way I can describe it.
“Ugh, ugh, ah, aak, uueueue~!”
“Ah, so you were trained not to hit your master.”
“Keuk?!”
“Is that true?”
I just said it as a guess, but Ha-eun’s reaction is intense. In contrast to Ha-eun, who’s trembling, I even laugh and say, “5252! Is that true!” but she doesn’t accept it. She looks up at me pitifully, showing the same reaction she had when her tattoo was first discovered.
“Don’t watch the video.”
“Calm down. Yeo-won, Seo-woo, and even your current state, I’m not easily surprised anymore. I’ve already experienced enough surprising things.”
“I don’t want you to see me like this. Just scold me like usual and hit me a few times, and I’ll be satisfied. I’ve been living well enough, right? So why are you trying to dig up my past now?”
“Satisfied?”
“Hieuk?!”
Yeo-won and Seo-woo might be okay with the play we’ve been doing so far, as I heard in the living room, but it’s clear that Ha-eun is definitely not. As proof, when I lower my hand and gently poke her pussy, she bites down on two of my fingers as if there’s a flood. Considering that her mouth is always rough and she often lies, but her pussy has always been honest, I needed to watch this video.
“You’re getting turned on while remembering what happened in the video.”
“Don’t say it…”
“Stay still.”
“I don’t wanna…”
I never thought I’d actually have the thought, “Is your body honest?” I put my arm around Ha-eun’s waist with my left hand to keep her from moving, and click the mouse with my other hand. At that moment, Ha-eun struggles her legs, trying to stop me, but there was one way to stop this spoiled brat, so I immediately did it.
“Euchha.”
“U, ah, aak, uueue~?! No, no, don’t… Junseo… doing this in this situation…”
“Does an onahole talk? Shut up, it’s annoying.”
“Heh?! Ugh, ugh…”
It’s annoying because it feels like I’m being played by that bastard, but orders are still effective. Especially when I speak in a low voice rather than saying a few words, it’s more effective. After resisting like that, she covers her mouth with her own hand. Then, I pull down her pajama pants and slide my dick into her pussy. I’ve always thought I wanted to use a woman’s pussy while watching porn, but actually doing it feels like a victory in life.
‘Alright. This will do.’
I hug Ha-eun tightly and push my glans deep into her pussy. Ha-eun doesn’t really seem to hate it, as she subtly moves her hips back and forth, stimulating me. It was obvious that she had a mix of disgust at being made to do such things and at being shown such things, and a pleasure at actually wanting to do it.
“Good girl, good girl. Just stay like that. Okay?”
“Aueue~! Uue~! Ugh…”
I’m not my father, so I don’t plan on giving an order and then abandoning her. When I praise her in her ear, Ha-eun’s eyes melt. Like someone who’s drunk, the wrinkles that had gathered in one place relax, and she leans her body against my back, stopping her trembling. Now that things have turned out this way, she must have thought she had no choice but to follow my orders. Besides, she wouldn’t want to go against me. She’s such a lovely woman.
“U, hueung, u, ihieung…”
A small, compact onahole. A masochist who listens to everything I say. In the end, she can’t resist my words and focuses on stimulating my dick as the video plays.
‘It feels good, but… this… shit…’
I thought it would be okay while using Ha-eun like this, so I skipped the video to the 5-minute mark, and my emotions surged, warning me.
Something was dangerous.
This wasn’t the SM AV I usually watched.
I had to calm myself.
But my eyes and ears were already focused on the video.
I witnessed it.
“Ge, gegek, egeheeeek, euek!!!! Geuheeek!!!! Euguheeeeeeeek!!!! Guheeeeeeeek!!!!! Geuhauuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!!!! Save, me, hiaaak!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!! Save meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!”
A hoarse voice that didn’t sound like Ha-eun. It sounds like her throat is ruined from screaming so much. But the man wearing a hat and mask doesn’t change his expression as he pulls the rope, hanging Ha-eun, who has a chain around her neck, in the air.
“Oup?! Uok! Ack! Euheoak?! Ogahaaaaaak!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!! Ah?! Heo, eok, keoheok?! Eoeok, heu, hyak, hyah, hak, ha…………”
Is it a hanging?
Ha-eun’s body in the video hangs limply in the air, and urine sprays onto the floor.
“Did she die?”
“Then… what am I… here…”
The Ha-eun in reality, who’s telling me to look at her, slightly lifts her hips, pushing my dick deeper into her pussy. But in the video, unpleasant sounds keep coming out. Anyone who’s had a back massage knows this. The sound of the spine cracking when you press or push on the back during a massage. Or the clicking sound you make when you touch your knuckle. That kind of sound came from Ha-eun’s body, which was hanging limply with her neck tied.
“Hya……… hye……… hyaa………… ge…… heu……”
I realized belatedly that the sound was made because her back was stretched out due to gravity. I wondered if she was still alive, so they kept her like that for a few minutes before lowering her to the ground again. It was because of the collar and chain around her neck that she ended up like that. As soon as her feet touched the ground, Ha-eun rolled her eyes back and raised her fingernails.
“Ga, haak?! Eueuak, aaaaaaak!!!! Stop it!!! Stooop!!!! Take this off!!!! Don’t do itttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!”
“Was the training insufficient? How many times do I have to hang you before you understand?”
“Hiii, hi, hi, iiiiiik!!! I don’t wannaaaaaaaaaa!!!!! Stop, he, ek, eeeek?! Egeheuek!!!! Hyaeuk?! Ha…… kahuk…… ha…… hya……… ek……….”
“You beastly thing.”
Ha-eun is hung in the air again. Blood drips from her fingernails, staining the ground. She raised her fingernails to break the metal collar, but instead, she just broke her own hand, and the cracking sound came again.
“Un, nii, ik…… sa…… ve me…… ho……….”
I can clearly see how red a person’s face can get. I wouldn’t be surprised if she spurted blood from her eyes, nose, and mouth if I tapped her head. If you filled a water balloon with blood and popped it with a needle, Ha-eun in the video would look like that. But thankfully, that didn’t happen, and she was lowered to the ground again, surviving.
“E, ge, ugh, ueguek!!! Uueeeeeeeeeeeek!!!!! Kupheut?! Ehek!!! Beheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!!!”
She dirties her body and the ground with vomit. She doesn’t even have the strength to stand properly, so she bends her knees, leaning her weight on the collar and chain that are connected to the air. Her face is bright red, her mouth is covered in vomit, her fingers are bleeding from broken fingernails, and it’s already beyond the level of an AV. Then, as if he was displeased with Ha-eun not listening, a scene showed her father, holding something like a knife, approaching her.
“I told you not to touch the collar. How many times do I have to tell you before you understand?”
“Don’t come near me!!!! Don’t do it! Don’t do it! Don’t do itttttttttt!!!! I don’t want to!!! Hick!!! Hiaaaak!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!”
He doesn’t raise the knife or anything. But seeing her father holding the blade of the knife with his thumb and index finger, like he’s holding a pencil, I could predict what would happen next. Ha-eun tries to tear off the collar, making loud clanging sounds. She even uses her teeth to bite the metal collar, but blood just drips from her gums, and her father doesn’t stop approaching.
“Hieuk, oop, kyaheuk?! Aaaaaa, ah, aaaaaaaaaaaaaa?! Save me! Unnie! Unnie! Uaaaa!!! Unnieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!”
This is too much.
As soon as I saw the knife blade go near her pussy, I stopped the video.
““……………””
Ha-eun must have felt the same way, as her hand overlapped mine on the mouse. If I hadn’t pressed it, she would have. The video is surprisingly short. It’s a series of clips, like 1, 2, 3, 4, so I could just watch the next one, but the beginning was so terrible that I lost all desire to touch it.
Gore is too much, too much, too much, it’s really too much.
Go, gore? No, it’s not.
Even if it’s not that…
Isn’t this… a snuff film?
“What happened after that?”
“I won’t say… watch something else… there are a few relatively tame ones, so you can watch those…”
“Ha-eun?”
“Ugh… uueueuek…”
Then, suddenly, Ha-eun climaxed. She hadn’t even been properly penetrated, but with my dick still inside her, she trembled and spurted her fluids onto the desk.
“My body is a mess… I climaxed from this… it’s one of my worst memories, but I climaxed just from watching it…”
“If that’s the worst, what are the others like?”
“I’ve had my teeth pulled out raw before, do you want to see that? There’s no sexual content at all, though. If you want to see my bloody face, I recommend it…”
“Holy shit… what the… ?!”
I leaned back and took my hand off the mouse.
“That guy originally wanted to make me Junseo’s pet. But the plan changed, and I became family. Do you want me to tell you what happens to me in the second and third videos?”
“Wait a minute.”
“In the second one, they pull out a few of my teeth. Then, they tighten the collar so much that I can’t breathe, and they even put bugs in my mouth. And then they covered my mouth with a tool. Do you know what it feels like to have larvae wriggling in the places where my teeth were pulled out? It’s really, really, awful? Small larvae, big bugs, and some even spread their wings and go buuung in my mouth… Even in that situation, if they loosened the collar, the bugs would naturally go down my throat───”
“Shit!”
“──eup!”
Don’t imagine it, don’t imagine it, don’t imagine it, don’t imagine it, don’t imagine it!!!
Don’t imagine that awful feeling!!!
Not on top of my teeth, but the feeling of bugs crawling in the places where my teeth were pulled out!!!!
The image of larvae wriggling on my bloody gums───!!!!
‘Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit!!!!!’
That must be why she broke down as soon as she put on the choker. As if she was scared again, she trembled and climaxed, then snuggled into my arms. For some reason, my mouth felt itchy, so I unconsciously covered it with my hand. Just hearing about it was awful. It was a sight I definitely didn’t want to see in a video. I was sure that the moment I saw it, it would be etched into my brain and stay with me forever.
“Are you going to watch more? Really? For me? Can you stop being human?”
“……………”
Ha-eun looks up at me.
Her eyes seem to be expecting something.
I trembled, my pupils shaking, as I covered my mouth with my hand.
