Senior (Yudong) – Is this bastard for real?

* Senior (Yudong) – Is this bastard for real? (5)

She was forced onto the table, her hair held tight. Yet, trembling, she doesn’t think of escaping, moving her body to their liking. She raises her fingers, revealing her ample breasts, visible even through her policewoman’s uniform, and frantically tears off the skirt she’s wearing.

‘Not exactly a pleasant sight… especially that… tsk…’

Beneath her flowing brown hair, the thing I suspected is happening.

Tattoo.

Tattoo.

Tattoo.

Another tattoo.

Just how much has she been beaten? Tiny scars like blotches all over her body, purplish injection marks on her forearms, a clear knife wound on her thigh that even I can recognize, piercings through her nipples and clitoris, even on her labia. She’s not the type, like our Ha-eun Noona, who can show off her body outside.

A slut, they said, and literally, she’s a rag.

Is this a body, or a dishcloth? I can’t tell.

And even as she endures such shame, there’s a terrified smile on her face…

“Hey, cop. Why did you come here?”

“Not knowing my place, I stood up to you oppas, got beat up real good, and dragged here…”

“Oppa, you say? How old are you now?”

“Twenty-eight…”

Younger than I thought. Is it because I only saw her pitiful expression through the tears? I thought she’d be older, but it’s unexpected.

“This crazy bitch got assigned to the police box around here. Doesn’t the security around here look like shit? But even her senior knew what kind of place this is and kept her mouth shut, but she, all alone, thinking she’s so great, went on patrol and nagged at our guys, and got dragged all the way here.”

“Right? You little bitch? Explain to Doryeon-nim what happened back then.”

“Yes…”

Her shoulders heaving up and down, trembling as if she’s about to jump, the policewoman cautiously looks at my face. As if she realized that I’m the one with the most power here, her pupils are shaking violently. The forced smile has become even more desperate, creating wrinkles around her mouth. I can deeply feel that she doesn’t want to offend me in any way.

“B-back then, I thought the seniors were all useless… saying that’s why women get raped… I got excited thinking I’d make this place better even if it’s just me… I went into places the senior Ajeossis told me not to go, playing cop all by myself…”

──*kwang*!

“Hick?!”

Is she talking too slow?

Someone slams the table with their fist as a warning, and urine streams from her piercing-filled pussy. Thanks to that, the table got dirty, but the other women who were silently watching, swaying their bodies covered in bodycon dresses, cleaned it up.

“T-th-then! I came all the way here! Not knowing my place, I acted up! Thinking I could call other people if necessary! I spoke informally in front of you oppas and went crazy saying I’d shut this place down! And! I got beat up like a moron! Cried my eyes out! Raped naked for days! Then tried to run away again and got all my hair shaved off! Raped again until my nose broke while being bald! I was educated until I realized I’m a fucking idiot and a pushover! Look! I, I’m a fucking idiot! A pushover bitch! Even these days, I get ordered to act up like before! And get beat up in reverse like back then!”

“So, are you dissatisfied? Does it suck? Are you pissed? If you’re so pissed, why don’t you try hitting us like back then?”

“I’m sorry! I’m just a fucking pushover so… I, I can only spread my legs for you oppas… Please, have mercy… Save me… I won’t act up again… I won’t make this mistake next time, so please just turn a blind eye… I don’t want to get beat up again… Don’t hit me…”

“Hey, weren’t you the one who came to catch us? Should we let you go soon? Wanna go home? Or should we send you back to your original workplace? We’ll send all the dirt we have on you home too, so you can go back holding onto that.”

“No! No! I’m happy to work here! I’m so happy! Please let me work hard for you oppas in the future too! A, ahahahahahat~!”

Shaking her breasts as if to show off, emphasizing the piercings on them, the pushover cop. There was a photo of her face and her name written on it. However, instead of her real name, the words “Pushover Cop” were written in the name section, simply showing how she’s treated here.

In the midst of all this, one thing I’m curious about.

Did she just say she got her head shaved and was raped while being beaten?

“Is her hair a wig?”

“Are you curious? Hey, Doryeon-nim is curious.”

“You can just experiment yourself.”

Ah.

Did I ask something unnecessary?

“Eukkahak?! Keuheuaaaaaaaak!!!!”

Her hair is grabbed by two men and pulled upwards. *Ttukttuk ttukttuk*, strands of hair fall. It seems it’s not a wig, and her hair has grown back. She said she was raped with her head completely shaved, so I wondered if it was a wig, but seeing it grown back like this, it seems she’s worked here for quite a while.

“Ugh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I’m happy to be able to work here thanks to you! I’m sorry for acting up! I’ll work hard as you oppas’ slut in the future too! Please don’t throw me away!”

“She went crazy at first, asking the women who worked at our place if they were raped by us. Our girls didn’t get raped like that, it was all consensual, but she didn’t believe us. She even screamed at us to tell the truth.”

“Yeah, it was hilarious.”

“I wondered what kind of bitch she was.”

“And now she’s in this state.”

“This kind of woman needs to be beaten to come to her senses. Don’t you think?”

*Tak, tak*, not as loud as a slap like before, but the men lightly tap her cheeks almost playfully, forcing their opinion. In response, the pushover cop lowered her disheveled brown hair and bowed, apologizing.

“Yes! I’m sorry for only coming to my senses when I’m beaten! I’m sorry for not being able to come to my senses if I’m not beaten! Thank you for letting me know! Thank you for beating me!”

“Aigo, you’re only good at bowing your head, huh? You can’t even do the simple task that Big Bro ordered, so what’s so good about saying thank you, you bitch?”

“I’m sorry!”

“Hey, you bitch, are you pissed that we’re slapping your cheeks like this?”

“No!”

“How many guys did you fuck today? Tell me in detail.”

“I was taken three times while sleeping in the dorm! And five times after coming to work!”

“What? Taken? Ah, this bitch really can’t keep her mouth shut. How many times do I have to teach you to understand?”

“Ageuk?!”

The men grabbed the pushover cop’s hair and face, turning her towards me. She’s still smiling with an expression that looks like she’s about to cry any moment. I’m desperately managing my expression so I don’t show any signs of wavering, so I’m not being ignored by the others, but the woman in front of me looks like she’s about to die any moment.

“Hey, ‘taken’? Did you just say ‘taken’? Ah, Doryeon-nim will misunderstand us. You call us oppas, right? Are those oppas rapists?”

“N-no…”

“You know your oppas aren’t bad people, right?”

“Y-yes…”

“Why are you trembling so much? Smile.”

“Hehehehe… Ehehehe…”

She sniffles and smiles like an idiot. The men laugh loudly, teasing the policewoman as they slap her ass. Someone pulls on the piercing with that pathetic name tag, but she doesn’t move a muscle and accepts everything. Movements that come from knowing well what happens if she dares to act up against them. The way she’s even conscious of possibly moving without realizing it strangely aroused people’s sadistic desires.

“Look at Doryeon-nim’s face and say it clearly.”

Just as I was about to lose control of my emotions, the bald guy finally opened his mouth.

“Are you being forcibly raped by my subordinates? Are you working at this place against your will because they have dirt on you? You can be honest. If you don’t like it, ask Doryeon-nim to send you home. Our Doryeon-nim is a kind person, so he won’t refuse your request.”

“Heu…?!”

I was initially uncomfortable, but somehow I started feeling better. This dirty perversion inherited from my father is making me feel good even in such a terrifying scene. The bald guy knows that too, so he’s deliberately using a tone that involves me.

‘It’s because of Ha-eun Noona. I was prepared, but I’ve really become a fiendish pervert.’

When Ha-eun Noona told me to become a fiend, I wondered what she meant, but now I know what she meant. Thanks to that, I’m not flustered even in this situation. Rather, I’m even feeling enjoyment. Because I know all too well what will happen the moment this idiot reveals her true feelings to me. So, heat surged from within. Even though I know she won’t say it, I wanted to hear those words, so I wanted to smile and fit into that atmosphere as well.

“Tell me. If you don’t like it, just say it clearly, and we’ll just let it go.”

“Euh… euh…”

She knows it’s obviously a trap, but she grits her teeth and trembles. The way she’s agonizing over what to do is so funny. Normally, she would have immediately acted coy, but because I’m the one saying it, she hesitates without even realizing it. Even knowing that such hesitation is unpleasant to the other men.

And soon, she lowers her head.

And says loudly towards me.