(BL) Please, Sir… I Am Begging You…

(Chapter 51) Becoming a Rag Slave Again

Age Restriction: You must be 18 or older

Detective Jake went to the police station, and this morning I booked a taxi in the San Scrito area for the Maple Study Abroad Agency consultation I’d scheduled by phone yesterday.

I was heading to Edinger, where the Maple Study Abroad Agency is located. I quickly had breakfast with the bread and butter spread provided at Detective Jake’s house and waited for the taxi to arrive.

Lately, I just felt good. Everything seemed to be going well, except for Kang Jeong-jik being released on bail from custody. Perhaps it was because I was finally enjoying some leisure after spending my time so frantically since arriving in Canada, but this moment felt even more precious and happy.

Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling! The taxi must have arrived!

“Hello!!”

“Going to Edinger, right?”

“Yes, please!!!”

I used simple conversational English to clearly tell the taxi driver my destination. The driver seemed to be an Asian man in his thirties. Judging by his English accent, he looked like he was from Japan or China.

I couldn’t accurately identify his face because he was wearing sunglasses, but I wished I could drive as well as that driver. Since Kevin Thomas had bought a car under his name, I might need to drive later.

After all the legal procedures and trials related to the gang rape were over and I became an adult, it would be good to drive myself in Canada once I transferred the car from Kevin Thomas’s name to my own.

As I was lost in thought, the taxi driver happened to put on some classical music. It sounded like Bach’s Cello Suites, and I was surprised by his unexpectedly refined musical taste.

It seemed perfect for riding in a taxi and gazing at the scenery outside the window, like now. Perhaps because the music had lightened my mood, I slowly looked around the inside of the taxi.

It looked more like the interior of a private car than a taxi. A small bottle of water was placed next to the seat where I was sitting. Was this water for me to drink? I suddenly wondered.

“Excuse me, can I drink this water?”

“Sure, you can.”

The driver told me I could drink the small bottle of water next to the seat. I hadn’t managed to grab a drink when I left in a hurry, so it was perfect. Since it would take about 1 hour and 30 minutes to 2 hours by car to Edinger, I thought it would be good to get some sleep.

Outside the window, only dilapidated factory areas and abandoned fields passed by one after another. The scenery was so boring that my eyes felt like they would close at any moment.

After drinking the water, drowsiness came surprisingly quickly. My eyes were slowly closing. I hoped that when I opened my eyes again after a good nap, I would be right in front of the Maple Study Abroad Agency.

“Are we there…”

When I opened my eyes, I could no longer feel any shaking or the ride. I woke up in a strange place, wondering where I was. It wasn’t the inside of the taxi, but inside a building covered in mold.

Surely, this wasn’t the Maple Study Abroad Agency, was it? I desperately tried to regain consciousness and stand up, but my hands and feet were tightly bound to a chair frame.

What on earth was happening? I wasn’t having another strange dream, was I? I was so shocked that I fully woke up. I even bit my tongue on purpose. Ow! I felt pain in my tongue.

Where on earth was I? This morning, I was clearly leaving San Scrito in a taxi. So why was I here? Thud, thud. Someone was walking towards me. A physique that seemed even more prominent because of the shadow.

A faint smile. A strange liquid in his hand. As the mysterious figure gradually became clearer, I simply couldn’t believe my eyes. My god, he, he was Kang Jeong-jik. Surprisingly, it was indeed Kang Jeong-jik! Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Ring-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling! My smartphone had fallen beneath the chair where my hands and feet were tied. I couldn’t pick it up because my hands and feet were bound.

Ring-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling! My smartphone kept vibrating, ringing loudly. Thud, thud, thud. Kang Jeong-jik approached me. Then he picked up my smartphone. Kang Jeong-jik answered my smartphone himself and then held it to my ear.

“……”

Ring-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling! Ring-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling!

“……”

“You’ve become a mute since I last saw you, haven’t you?”

“……”

Whoosh! My smartphone flew somewhere. Crash! My smartphone shattered the building’s glass and completely disappeared. Was this even realistically possible? Why was I caught by Kang Jeong-jik again? Can someone explain?

Was I kidnapped after leaving home to go to the Maple Study Abroad Agency? Was that taxi driver, by any chance, Kang Jeong-jik? Surely not. Smack! Smack!

“Ahhhhhhh!”

While I was trying to grasp the reality, I was slapped twice across the face. Kang Jeong-jik’s familiar hand felt on my cheek. Now, everything became clear. I had indeed been kidnapped. By Kang Jeong-jik.

“Want to be hit more?”

“H-Hyung… How did you know…”

“Is that what you should be saying???”

Smack! Another slap to the cheek. It was hit so hard that the roof of my mouth tingled.

“What did I tell you to say when the phone rings???”

“Yes, hyung…”

“That’s right. You haven’t forgotten to use ‘Sir,’ have you?”

“Yes… Sir…”

“You haven’t forgotten me, have you?”

“……”

Smack! Another slap to the cheek. Now, he definitely wasn’t holding back like before. He hit, and I just took it. It was useless to look up at him with my boyish face. I was just a slave caught back in Kang Jeong-jik’s clutches.

At least, that’s what the situation was now. I quickly accepted reality and gave him the answer he wanted. The Kang Jeong-jik I knew was a psychopath with bipolar personality disorder, so I didn’t know what horrible and dirty things he would do to me.

“If you’re slow to answer, you’ll keep getting hit. Until your skin bursts.”

“S-sorry… I was wrong…”

“Don’t think, understood?”

“Yes, sir… I’m sorry… I won’t do it again…”

“Did you forget your owner? You, a lowly slave??”

“N-no, I didn’t…”

“Could there be a slave in this world who would put their owner in jail??”

“S-sorry… Sir…”

Smack!

“Ah, ah, ah, ahhh…”

“Answer with yes or no, you stupid, fucking rag! I asked if there was a slave in this world who would put their owner in jail, you goddamn son of a bitch. You motherfcking whore.”

“Sniff, sniff… No, there isn’t…”

“But how dare you treat your master, who is higher than the heavens, located at the very top of that galaxy in the universe??”

“Sniff, sniff… S-sorry…”

Smack! Smack! Smack! The beating continued.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!”

“Didn’t I tell you to only answer what I ask??? Are you so retarded that you can only talk like that??? Are you an idiot because you didn’t get a proper education and studied at home????”

“Sniff, sniff… I’m sorry… Sniff, sniff… I-I put my master… in jail… Sniff, sniff…”

“You put me in jail, ruined my motel business that I invested my heart and soul into, spread your ass for this man and that man right in front of me, like a rag, screwed me over and ran away, and even shit on my master’s dignity, didn’t you???”

“Sniff, sniff… Yes… sniff, sniff… I’m sorry… I won’t do it again… sniff, sniff…”

“You know it’s too late, right?”

“Sniff, sniff… Yes, I know… I’m sorry… I was wrong… sniff, sniff…”

“Your life is over now. Your future is to live here as my rag slave until your flesh rots away. You can accept that, right???”

“Sniff, sniff… I’m sorry… Just once, please spare me… Master…”

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Slaps landed alternately on both cheeks. Every time I was slapped, I wished I could escape this nightmare and return to reality, but unfortunately, this was reality.

It was a miserable and terrifying reality, worse than even a nightmare. Kang Jeong-jik had become even more psychotic than when he made me eat shit at the motel in San Scrito.

He looked like a maggot or a caterpillar that had been exposed to chemicals during a metamorphosis and transformed into a mutated monster; he no longer resembled a human.

“I’ll ask again. You can accept your future, right???”

“Sniff, sniff… Yes… sniff, sniff…”

“Alright, your one and only master has collected the cum from his balls in this glass bottle every single day while waiting for you… All my cum, which I’ll shove into your butt, your eyeballs, your ear holes, your mouth hole, your throat, and every single pore of your skin, I collected it all in this glass bottle… waiting for you… just waiting for you…”

“Sniff, sniff……”

“Open your mouth wide and first drink this bowl of cum I’ve been saving. You’re my slave until you die, and your life is like a worm that has to receive or drink my cum with your butt-vagina. Hurry and open your mouth. If you spill even a drop outside your mouth, I might lose my mind even more here. The moment my cum enters your mouth, swallow it immediately down your throat. Ready? Open your mouth.”

“Sniff, sniff… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

<To be continued>