18-227

EP.227 Underworld Torture Chamber 

"Ugh... uh..." 

"Hurry up, Seong-ah." 

"Yes, Master..!" 

Jun-ha gripped a thin chain in his hand and hurried his steps. 

The end of the chain was connected to Heo Seong-ah’s nipple and clitoral piercings. 

"Kkeuuk... uh..." 

It was hard to walk because the alley was piled high with trash on both sides. 

Jun-ha, showing no intention of waiting, kept pulling the chain taut to hurry her along. 

"Ugh... kkeuak..." 

Her sharply protruding nipples and clitoris felt like they were being torn. 

To make matters worse, the anesthesia had completely worn off, and the uterus tattoo on her lower belly throbbed with pain. 

"Gheuuk..." 

Every step was like hell. 

Fortunately, they arrived at their destination quickly. 

"This should be it... Ah, found it." 

It wasn’t too hard to find the building the shop owner had recommended. 

Following the directions, they found a huge iron door hidden among the trash piles. 

If you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t even know there was a door-it was that well concealed. 

Knock knock knock- 

Just as instructed, Jun-ha knocked three times. 

"...Who is it?" 

Instead of the door opening, a voice came from behind the iron door. 

The deep, rough voice wiped the smile off Jun-ha’s face. 

"Hmm..." 

Jun-ha hesitated to answer. 

This was not an ordinary place, but a shop that dealt with the "real thing." 

It was clearly run by an underworld organization involved in contract killing, kidnapping, imprisonment, and more. 

One wrong word, and you could disappear without a trace. 

"...Who is it?" 

When he didn’t answer, the voice called out again. 

Swallowing nervously, Jun-ha took a deep breath to steady himself. 

"Hoo, I’m a master raising an exclusive female livestock. I came to your shop because I need something." 

"...Is that so? Are you for real?" 

"Yes." 

"...Did you bring the female livestock with you?" 

"Yes, she’s with me." 

"...Who referred you?" 

"The owner of the illegal back-alley clinic sent me here." 

"...What do you need?" 

"I need a couple ring. Do you have one?" 

Chzzzt- 

There was a pause in the long conversation, and the faint sound of a radio transmission could be heard. 

"Yes, fortunately we have them." 

"Phew..." 

"...Is anyone else around you?" 

"Sorry?" 

Jun-ha looked around the eerily quiet alley. 

"Doesn’t seem like anyone’s here." 

"...I see." 

It was a final check to see if he might be an undercover cop. 

Jun-ha, misunderstanding the question, answered plainly. 

"...Alright. I’ll open the door, so please come in quietly." 

"Okay." 

Click 

Clunk 

Rumble- 

There was a lot of noise just to open a single door. 

At last, the thick iron door opened and a large man in a black suit stepped aside to let them in. 

"Welcome, sir." 

"Thank you. Excuse us." 

Jun-ha pulled the chain taut and led Heo Seong-ah down to the shop’s basement. 

Inside, it wasn’t much different from the illegal clinic. 

The differences were a long hallway off the lobby, metal cages for holding female livestock, and over a dozen staff members. 

"This is like a big corporation." 

Sitting on the lobby sofa, Jun-ha sipped the coffee brought by a staff member and looked around. 

At his feet, Heo Seong-ah crouched quietly, not moving until ordered. 

"Thank you for waiting. Nice to meet you, sir." 

"Hello." 

A middle-aged man in a sharp suit approached with a smile and offered a handshake. 

Sitting across the table, he smiled with his eyes and handed over a file folder he’d been carrying. 

"Since it’s your first visit, please fill out this form. Oh, by the way, you don’t need to fill it out for the female livestock-just yourself." 

"Alright." 

The file contained a confidentiality agreement. 

Glancing over it, Jun-ha saw many unreasonable clauses: 

If you break secrecy, your assets can be seized, you can be enslaved, tortured, or even killed. 

Well, such illegal contracts have no real legal force... 

As long as you don’t break secrecy, there’s no problem, so Jun-ha signed without hesitation. 

"Good. Now that you’ve signed, shall we talk business?" 

"Yes, thank you." 

"So, who did you say referred you?" 

"The back-alley illegal clinic owner told me to come here. I came on her recommendation." 

"Ah, the woman with all the piercings? Haha! Times must be tough if she’s sending customers over. Oh dear, I feel bad..." 

The man smiled awkwardly, rubbing his lips with his hand. 

"So, what did you say you needed? Couple ring?" 

He switched to casual speech, subtly asserting dominance. 

Jun-ha, feeling intimidated, kept a humble attitude even as a customer. 

"Yes, that’s right. I heard earlier you have them in stock-is that correct?" 

"Of course. Couple rings are one of our bestsellers, so we always have plenty in stock-haha!" 

"That’s a relief." 

"Let’s see-let’s have a look at your livestock’s face, shall we?" 

Leaning under the table, the man looked at Heo Seong-ah, who was crouched quietly. 

Terrified, she kept her eyes tightly shut and her head bowed. 

"Seong-ah, where did you learn such bad manners?" 

"Kyaa..!" 

Jun-ha grabbed her hair and forced her to lift her head. 

"You should greet him, right?" 

"A-ah, hello..!" 

"Yeah~ Hello, cunt." 

A female livestock’s manners reflect directly on her master. 

Whenever Heo Seong-ah acted rudely to others, it was Jun-ha, not her, who was criticized. 

"Sigh..." 

If he’d known things would turn out like this, he would have taken her out more often so she could see people... 

Embarrassed, Jun-ha just laughed awkwardly, not knowing what to say. 

"Looks like our cunt here is young and healthy-perfect for a couple ring." 

"Yes. You never know what’ll happen in life." 

"Haha! I like your attitude." 

In this era, a couple ring was a kind of contraceptive procedure, commonly done not just for female livestock but also for girlfriends or wives. 

It was a simple anti-cheating measure, but also a pledge of absolute obedience to a boyfriend or husband, showing a strong will not to accept another man’s semen in the womb. 

"Shall we get started? It’s not surgery, so it won’t take long." 

"Yes, let’s do it." 

"Okay, go wait in Room 4. I’ll get ready and be right there." 

He gestured to a male staff member at the counter, who was tasked with leading them to Room 4 while the man went to fetch the necessary tools. 

"This way, please." 

"Alright." 

Jun-ha left the lobby and walked down a long hallway. 

On both sides were rooms numbered 1 to 8, all with transparent bulletproof glass walls. 

Pretending not to care, Jun-ha glanced at the especially noisy Room 2. 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaak! Aaaaaaak! Agaaaaaaak!!" 

A naked woman lay on a bed, screaming at the top of her lungs. 

Four men held her arms and legs as she struggled. 

Another man in a white coat held a metal device shaped like a gun. 

"Kyaaaaak! Kyaaaaak! Help meeeee!! Auuuuuuuuuuuuuk!!" 

Tat-tat-tat- 

The man started with her shoulders, operating the device. 

Smoke rose as her flesh burned, and a green laser made her skin nerves protrude. 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!" 

Crying her eyes out, the woman bucked her hips and squirted. 

Her fluids splattered under the bed, forming a puddle. 

After finishing her shoulders, the man moved on to her forearms with the laser. 

"Kkaaaaaaaaaak!! Aaaaaak!!" 

After her forearms, he did her wrists, then her hands and fingers. 

Then the other side, the collarbone, and the chest... 

This process was repeated over and over. 

"Are you curious?" 

"Sorry? Oh... yes, I am." 

Was it really okay to watch so openly? 

The staff member stopped in front of Room 2 with Jun-ha. 

"That livestock was, unfortunately, abandoned by her master." 

"Ah, really..?" 

"Yes, as you can see, she’s undergoing a permanent bodily modification." 

The procedure the woman in Room 2 was undergoing was "full-body erogenous zone modification." 

As a young woman, she had been blinded by money and committed gold-digging schemes. 

On top of that, she used bank accounts for major fraud. 

The man she bankrupted was so devastated he committed suicide, and for that, she was sentenced to life imprisonment with no chance of returning to society.