Chapter 32 - Chapter 30: Episode 29 - Traces (3)
From then on, right up until the Formal Family Meeting, Yu-rin used my body like a toy.
Claiming it was for "filming," she subjected me to all sorts of depraved acts.
She seemed to love the drug-induced sex, as there wasn't a single session where she didn't use them.
There was a video of her performing sexual draining torture while pumping me full of stimulants and arginine for twenty-four hours straight.
Another was an experiment to see how long she could violate my cock while I was under the influence of her drugs.
There was even a video of her forcing herself on me while I was asleep.
She filmed all kinds of twisted, bizarre things—measuring the length and girth of my cock to see how much larger it would swell when she pushed the drugs to the limit.
Whenever she brought up Minji's name, she'd drug me, tie my hands and feet, and film us having sex while she choked me.
Among these, there were a few "failed" takes.
She'd set out to record things like "longest fellatio," "longest cunnilingus," or "longest time joined together," claiming she wanted to capture my first time.
But those three videos just turned into standard, brutal sex tapes because Yu-rin couldn't hold back her excitement and would end up violating me anyway.
She might have enjoyed the failures, but for me, they were moments of absolute hell and agony.
I was violated so ruthlessly that I actually regretted being born a man.
I was terrified that my entire married life would be this hellish.
When I showered morning and evening, the look in my eyes as I stared into the mirror was changing, bit by bit.
I used to have a sharp, clean-cut look like my mother, but the constant sexual torture was making the corners of my eyes droop, and that exhaustion was etched into my face.
I'd gone from being a pretty boy with a sharp, androgynous edge to someone with heavy-lidded, decadent eyes and a beauty mark that screamed of the abuse I'd endured.
In the beginning, when she first started violating me, I'd thought about calling off the engagement. But I hated myself for the way I felt relieved whenever Yu-rin treated me with fake tenderness after the sex was over.
I seemed to have adapted to it, to the point where I sometimes found myself waiting for her rape-like sex.
My body had changed; it couldn't be satisfied by ordinary sex anymore.
Because I was constantly receiving pleasure that turned my brain to mush and brought me to the brink of death, I couldn't reach a climax unless the sex was as intense and violent as Yu-rin's.
I was using narcotic-type drugs so often that I'd developed a dependency; I actually found myself wanting to keep taking them just to have sex with her.
That was the change that had taken hold of my body in just two weeks.
With a body like this, I doubted I could ever be with another woman.
Recently, I even felt dizzy just looking at the titles of the folders on her computer.
Folder Name: Seon-ah_DrugConditioning_01
The fact that it was labeled "01" meant she planned to make an "02." I was terrified of Yu-rin's hidden, dark desires—wondering how many more videos she intended to make, or just how hardcore she planned to get.
There were already nine videos, and seeing that the "02" folder hadn't been created yet, I couldn't help but wonder just how much she intended to wring out of me.
Even though today was the day of the Formal Family Meeting, my mind was still obsessed with sex and drugs.
I forced myself to smooth out my dazed, slack expression and set off to pick up my parents for the meeting.
Seeing my face for the first time in two weeks, my parents looked at me with immediate concern.
"Seon-ah. What's wrong with your face?"
They must have noticed the way the corners of my eyes were drooping, as if I were completely drained.
The atmosphere around me had shifted so drastically in just two weeks that there was no way they wouldn't notice something was wrong.
"It's nothing. I think I'm just a little tired."
It wasn't the kind of exhaustion that came from simple fatigue, but I had to make an excuse.
Otherwise, they might uncover the truth about my condition.
My brain, soaked in pleasure every day, was still craving pussy and drugs even as I looked at my parents' faces.
Thinking about my state—having become an obscene, vulgar thing—I felt heartbroken, like a wretched son.
As I tried to escape reality, I found myself thinking of drugs and Yu-rin's pussy again.
I shouldn't be like this.
I pulled myself together and told my parents we should talk on the way to the meeting place.
Lee Min-ah noticed that her son, whom she hadn't seen in a while, was in a very strange state.
Not only had his body become strangely overflowing with sex appeal, but something was off every time he wore that dazed expression.
The corners of his eyes, which resembled her own, were drooping so much it was pitiful to see.
"Seon-ah, is something wrong?"
Lee Min-ah asked, her voice filled with concern.
"No. Nothing special."
"Is Yu-rin giving you a hard time? If she is, you have to tell me. You need to think about this carefully before you get married."
"...It's really not that. I've just been hanging out with Yu-rin a lot lately, so I'm just tired."
What on earth were they doing to make the kid look like he'd been hollowed out?
Knowing they were both adults living together, I could roughly guess what they'd been up to.
I felt my face heat up slightly.
To think the day would come when my own child would be doing such things.
Min-ah, who had watched Yu-rin and Seon-ah since they were small, found it fascinating that they'd grown up so fast, but she also wondered if they hadn't gone a bit too far.
Still, that didn't explain Seon-ah's jumpy, stiff, and passive behavior.
It was highly likely he was suffering from other worries.
However, it wasn't easy to talk about their sex life.
"Still, if you have any difficulties, make sure to tell Mom or Dad. Your father, in particular, is the same gender as you, so he'll understand your worries."
"Thanks for worrying about me. If I really need to, I'll talk to you."
Even though he said that, his parents felt heartbroken to see Seon-ah struggling to open his heart.
At the Formal Family Meeting, the two families already knew each other well, so they were in frequent contact.
Rather than wasting time on small talk, they discussed practical matters for the marriage: wedding preparations, their future home, and the dowry.
The honeymoon was for Yu-rin and Seon-ah to decide, so the parents deliberately left that topic alone out of consideration.
The wedding would take place in a month, and Executive Director Yu-ra offered to provide a house for their newlywed home, located just five minutes from the Hwaryong Guild headquarters where they would both be working.
It was a detached house provided as part of executive welfare—comfortable, with a forty-pyeong floor area and a private yard, though not as grand as Yu-ra's own home.
When my mother, Lee Min-ah, insisted on taking responsibility for the dowry, Yu-rin adamantly refused, saying she would sell her own house to cover it. But when Executive Director Yu-ra pressed her, saying it was only right to save face for the in-laws, she apologized and replied, "Thank you, Mother."
After all agreements were settled, the parents stamped their seals on the Marriage Registration Form.
The meal ended, and Yu-rin and Seon-ah greeted their parents, promising to visit later before seeing them off.
Then, both of them headed home.
Because his head was going blank during the meeting, Seon-ah was afraid he might make a mistake, so he kept his words to a minimum.
He gave off the vibe of a modest, virtuous man, and received praise from Yu-ra's couple for his good manners.
Yu-rin knew very well that Seon-ah's condition was her own doing.
Since she had seen Seon-ah, starting a few days ago, not only demanding sex but kneeling and begging for drugs, she felt a flicker of pity for his dependency—but she was also filled with the conviction that she had to take responsibility and live with him now.
Therefore, Yu-rin personally created rules for them as an engaged couple.
She decided to give him drugs only before sex, and forced him to follow her commands as his wife and head of the household, stating that if he had sex that didn't satisfy her, he would have to do it without drugs next time.
She even filmed a video of Seon-ah kneeling and listening intently to her instructions.
She made it as evidence in case Seon-ah ever tried to say something else later.
She intended to show him that video and forcibly violate him whenever he broke the rules, but honestly, making the videos was fun in its own right.
Now that Seon-ah had been conditioned by her with drugs and sex, no other woman would ever satisfy him.
It wasn't easy to find a beauty who had money, maintained her figure through exercise, and was as pretty as Yu-ra.
On top of that, there was no one else in the world who knew Seon-ah's personality inside and out and was as compatible with him as she was.
Once they were married, she could have everything of his.
Yu-rin "firmly believed" that if nothing happened before the wedding, Seon-ah would be hers forever.