Chapter 852: Dead Ball (2)

“Guh…! Hng…!”

Geum Dallae’s neck, bent backward, let out a groan that sounded like she was struggling to breathe.

Naturally, she wouldn’t die from this. Instead, an agonizing pain flooded her mind, worse than death.

It was probably the most excruciating experience she had ever endured in her life. Unless one was a professional baseball player, getting hit in the chest by a baseball traveling at 100 kilometers per hour was not a normal occurrence.

And if you added the conditions of being naked and being hit precisely on the nipple, it might just be a unique, first-in-the-world experience.

And Geum Dallae, who had earned the title of the first person to experience this, was about to receive the title of the second person to undergo this glorious ordeal.

–Thwack, Paaak!!

“……! ……………!!”

Before the pain from the first impact had even faded, the second ball struck. This time, Geum Dallae couldn’t even manage a short groan, her head shaking wildly.

She thrashed her feet, dangling in the air, trying desperately to twist her body. Since she couldn’t scream, she tried to block it with her body, a pathetic sight.

Her arms were completely bound by the restraints, secured tightly, so this futile resistance was useless.

“Why the dramatics again? This is the result you chose yourself.”

“Guh… ah… no….”

“Did you really think you’d get decent treatment from the moment you were kidnapped? Isn’t that something you guys were best at? Using phantom pain to gnaw away at someone’s mind while they’re helpless. It was fun when you did it, but I guess it’s not so amusing when you’re on the receiving end?”

“Ugh… ghh… Haaak…! Please, sto-oo-oo-uck…!”

“Still thinking of resisting? Judging by how you’re not answering promptly.”

“No…! Hey…! That… absolutely…!”

“‘Hey’ is informal speech.”

Thump. With a sound, another white ball flew towards No. 2. At the terrifying sound, Geum Dallae, hanging from the restraints, twisted her body as much as possible.

She strained, twisting as if her arms might pop out, trying to take the impact on her back or sides instead.

Her right breast, already bruised blue from two previous baseball hits, was tucked slightly backward, but it didn’t matter. The ball was aimed at the other side anyway.

–Ppeo-eok!

“Ghhhuuuuuhh…!”

As No. 2’s body twisted ever so slightly, the white ball burrowed into the side of her left breast.

It was a slight disappointment that it didn’t hit the tensed, erect left nipple precisely, but the ball itself had struck accurately, seeming to pierce deep into her chest, so it didn’t make much difference.

As long as she could inflict pain and completely break her spirit, the rest didn’t matter much.

“Ghhhuuuuuhh…! H-huh…!”

“So, are you willing to listen now?”

“……!”

–Kkeudeok-kkeudeok. Kkeudeok-kkeudeok.

“Doesn’t seem like it yet. Who are you to just nod your head arrogantly when your superior is speaking?”

“I-I’ll listen carefully…! I-I absolutely won’t resist…! I won’t ask questions or use informal speech!”

“Really? I still can’t trust you.”

“Please…! Wh-whatever…! I’ll prove it by doing anything…! So please…!”

“Anything?”

“If-if you need proof, I’ll lick your feet! Oh, or I can apologize kneeling on the floor naked…!”

“Shut up. If a bitch like you licks my feet, they’ll just get dirtier, so I don’t need that. Besides, you already groveled naked earlier, why are you changing your tune now? Didn’t we end up here precisely because you still weren’t listening properly after all that?”

“…I-I really won’t resist anymore…! S-so just one more chance….”

“Look, if you’re going to say you won’t resist, your fundamental attitude of trying to negotiate is already flawed.”

“……What?”

–Thump, Ppeo-eok!

“Ughhhhh…! Agyaaaaaak………!”

Two more bruises were added to No. 2’s chest, just like the right side. Her body twisted in mid-air.

Using a batting machine for torture was indeed a good choice in many ways. First and foremost, she could watch the woman writhe in agony to her heart’s content, which was most satisfying.

Another advantage was not having to dirty her own hands, saving effort. It also eliminated the possibility of that woman developing strange feelings towards her during the torture.

If she were to develop feelings just because their skin touched during the process of hitting her body with the intent to inflict pain, it would be troublesome in many ways. As mentioned before, she had absolutely no intention of having any kind of relationship with that woman, romantic or otherwise.

As an enemy of Eunbyul and a remnant of the corrupt Geumhyang, her management would be handled with strict emotional detachment.

“If you show me you won’t resist first, I’ll watch that and gradually loosen up. That’s the order. You’re saying you’ll listen from now on, so spare me? How can I trust you when you weren’t even remotely well-behaved from our first meeting?”

“Guh, guh…. Guh….”

“Stand up straight. Stop wriggling and twisting your body. You can’t escape on your own anyway, so you know that half-hearted resistance is meaningless, right?”

“Y-yes……. Hhheup…….”

Perhaps because she had just been told to answer properly, No. 2 managed to open her mouth despite writhing in pain.

What must she be thinking right now? Maybe she’s regretting not resisting more when she was first captured.

Or perhaps she’s cursing herself for choosing to be bound by the restraints, or maybe she’s regretting attempting futile resistance and ending up in this situation.

Regardless, it was highly likely that her mind was currently focused on how to find even a sliver of relief from this pain. It was impossible to think of anything else when the impact of each baseball hitting her body was such a vivid, undeniable sensation.

In other words, her current submissive attitude was merely a temporary retreat. To make this her default state, she needed to firmly imprint the speaker’s existence into No. 2’s mind.

An imprint of an ‘absolute being’ from whom she could neither escape nor resist, no matter what she did.

–Thud. Thud.

“Remember what you told me earlier, kneeling on the floor and saying you’d obey me obediently?”

“Y-yes…. I-I remember….”

“I spared you then because I liked your obedient posture. Binding only your arms in the restraints, leaving your legs free, was the extent of my leniency.”

“……”

“And yet, after trusting you and leaving your legs free, what was the result? Huh?”

“I-I-I-I’m sorry…. I-I did something stupid…. J-just once…. P-please forgive me just once…. M-Master…?”

“…Master?”

–Paaak!

“Guh…! Gweeeek…!”

“Don’t call me Master. There’s only one person qualified to call me Master.”

“Kuh, khek…. G-guhhh….”

“I have no intention of keeping you as a slave or a pet.”

If anything, it was closer to rehabilitating a criminal who had willingly entered prison.

Of course, in her case, it wasn’t a gentle re-education policy applied to criminals, but a rehabilitation in the sense of completely reforming the life she had lived up to now.

“If you really need to call me, call me ‘Correctional Officer’.”

“Correctional Officer-nim….”

“Right. I’m working hard to fix the life of trash like you, so Correctional Officer is fitting. Calling me your slave or pet is too much of an honor for a bitch like you.”

“Understood…. Correctional Officer-nim….”

“Now you seem to be calming down a little, at least in that thick skull of yours.”

–Kkwak!

“Euugh… Aaaaaaaak!”

She forcefully massaged Geum Dallae’s breast, which bore two distinct bruises, with her right hand.

This wasn’t like the breast massages done before sex. It was closer to squeezing it hard enough to crush it.

It wasn’t because the sight of Bitch No. 2, tied naked in restraints, suddenly turned her on. It was simply part of the process of healing the bruises.

To heal the body by imparting divine power, one eventually had to touch the affected area, but she had no intention of making the process gentle.

–Kkwaak!

“Gggueuk! Kkaaaaaak!”

Although she winced at the throbbing bruises and the intense pressure, it was, after all, a healing act.

It wasn’t treatment done with the expectation that this woman would obey her from now on. Would someone who had resisted multiple times really change her attitude after just a few hits?

Just as one cannot feel pain or sensation from a severed arm, the pain receptors in severely injured areas actually die off. Therefore, to ensure this woman’s thorough rehabilitation, preventing her pain receptors from becoming desensitized was paramount.

If the sense of pain dulls, she’ll become numb to suffering too. She couldn’t make it easy for her that quickly.