It was a chastity belt. To be precise, the thing split in half—the way it was worn was exactly like a baby’s diaper, making him let out an empty laugh. The other crew members who had thought it would be briefs also started giggling when they saw the white cloth threaded between their legs and then wrapped around their waists.
The word “diaper” could be heard here and there.
“It’s a chastity belt. We can’t afford to lose our precious assets.”
Department Head Kim immediately resolved the other crew members’ curiosity.
At the mention of chastity belt, complaints, empty laughs, and voices asking if this was real sporadically burst out, starting with “what is this, the Joseon Dynasty?”
No one told them to be quiet, and it seemed they had no intention of doing so.
The Team Leader, who had been watching until Jiwon finished putting on the chastity belt, approached and brought a rod the size of a pinky finger to the lock part. Then a red light shone from the waistband area. After confirming it was properly locked, the Team Leader handed that rod to Department Head Kim.
In the same manner, all the crew members wore their chastity belts.
“Twenty-nine. Good, very good.”
Department Head Kim smiled with satisfaction.
Twenty-nine?
Jiwon looked around the auditorium and counted heads.
Huh? One person had increased in the meantime.
How?
This was a system where all entrances and exits closed when the electronic sound rang. Yet one had increased.
Jiwon counted the numbers again in confusion.
It was exactly twenty-nine.
He traced his memory, recalling which team had fewer members earlier. Yesterday and today, Wild Dog with gags had been ten people, but counting now, there were eleven.
Did I count wrong earlier?
Did I count excluding myself?
Honestly, the news of Lee Woojoo’s elimination had been shocking, so he had been distracted when counting.
Somehow he felt uneasy, like he’d missed something important, but there was no going back.
Let’s do it properly from now on.
He disciplined himself.
The chastity belt wasn’t as uncomfortable as he’d thought. Though it particularly pressed on the genital area, surprisingly the fit was good and it was much more stable than the palm-sized T-panties. However, there was only about half a finger’s worth of space at the waistband, so without a key, the structure made it impossible to remove at all.
But how would they pee? What about bowel movements?
“How do we use the bathroom?”
As if reading Jiwon’s mind, Park Geonwu, sitting next to him, raised his hand and asked.
“There will be a manager with a key standing in front of the bathroom. When you give your team name and name, you’ll receive a key that fits the chastity belt you’re wearing, and after finishing your business, you must return it before leaving the bathroom.”
“What if we’ve already entered our quarters? Will a manager stand there holding the key all night?”
Park Geonwu sneered.
“Just piss in it, what else? No one’s watching anyway.”
A few people laughed thinking it was a joke, but Department Head Kim was serious.
“After returning to your individual rooms, you can shower wearing the chastity belt and relieve yourselves. As you know from wearing it, it’s made of special material so it’s amazingly waterproof. You know how there’s about half a finger’s space at the waistband? Just spray some water there with the shower head and the waste will wash away cleanly.”
Department Head Kim looked especially pleased when saying this.
Sadistic bastard.
Even cursing is a waste, Jiwon fumed internally.
Naturally he was also angry at Lee Woojoo for making things come to this by not being able to hold out for a day.
Jiwon wasn’t the only one angry at those eliminated. Those who until now had felt compassion for the eliminated and even identified with them began to direct their anger not at Department Head Kim but at those eliminated. It was natural since they’d been stripped of human dignity because of them.
“Lights out!”
Department Head Kim shouted.
The auditorium lights went out again and a screen descended at the front.
This time, actual pornography played.
All the crew had to watch the screen with their lower bodies undressed, wearing only the chastity belts.
What kind of fucking ridiculous scene is this, a hollow laugh leaked out. We’re experiencing all sorts of things, he mocked internally.
No one knew there would be electrical stimulation. Not until they got erections while watching the porn.
“Aaagh!”
Someone screamed and collapsed from their seat.
That was the beginning.
Like a game of whack-a-mole, people bounced up and collapsed here and there. Jiwon, who hadn’t understood what was happening, also felt strong electrical stimulation in his genitals and suffered, then collapsed from an even stronger stimulus that came again.
Only then did he understand the cause. The fact that someone had deliberately sent electricity through this chastity belt they were wearing now.
Department Head Kim’s giggling sounded chillingly loud.
“Oh my. I forgot to mention it.”
After turning on the auditorium lights, Department Head Kim raised one hand. He was holding something like a remote control.
“I tested it because they said electricity flows when you press this. The bigger the genitals, the more erect they get, the wider the contact area, so you’d receive faster and stronger stimulation, right? Oh my, this even has intensity control.”
Department Head Kim rapidly pressed the button. Strong electrical stimulation reached their genitals in succession, and soon all twenty-nine were rolling on the floor expressing their pain. But Department Head Kim didn’t stop.
Eventually, most of the crew including Jiwon poured out liquid—whether water, urine, or semen—from their stimulated urethras. The auditorium floor had soon become soaked with unidentifiable liquid.
“Peace like a river to me! Peace like a river to me! Peace like a river overflowing to me, hallelujah!”
Department Head Kim even clapped while singing a hymn.
He was completely insane.
Jiwon crawled on the floor in horror. He cried and wailed. But it wasn’t just because of the pain. Surprisingly, he was being sexually stimulated. His entire body trembled on its own, drenched in pleasure. At first he denied it couldn’t be so, but after getting an erection, he had no choice but to acknowledge it.
Even amidst the cries for mercy, Department Head Kim paid no mind and sang, and the electrical stimulation continued.
It was an afternoon from hell.
***
Day 2
The second day dawned.
7:00 AM. Without fail, the siren rang.
Surprisingly, he’d slept nine hours straight without waking once.
It was the first time since that incident.
To think the reward for that hellish afternoon was sweet sleep.
An empty laugh came out.
“All crew members please gather at the physical training room by 7:30 AM.”
After the announcement ended, the siren rang again for one minute.
Today it seemed they’d start with the exercise they hadn’t done yesterday.
Fortunately, the chastity belts were collected right after the electric shock. It had been a kind of threat, and that threat worked very well. So well that it was worrying.
Some of the crew who had been tortured in their genitals for a long time were thoroughly angry. Especially Son Geonwoo’s team—the side suspected of gathering ex-convicts—was particularly extreme.
Probably if someone got caught sucking cock or masturbating again, they’d receive punishment from this side first before being officially eliminated. There was an ominous premonition that it wouldn’t end with simple assault.
If they had reason, or just for the sake of being blinded by money, he hoped they’d please hold back.
After showering, Jiwon groomed himself according to the dress code and opened the closet. This time it was a sailor uniform with navy blue accents.
Someone knocked on the door.
“You ready?”
It was Park Geonwu.
“Yes. Coming out.”
Jiwon left the room while adjusting his appearance.
“Good morning!”
Park Geonwu greeted him warmly. His throat was completely hoarse and his eyes were swollen.
Park Geonwu, who had been particularly weak to pain, had practically wailed yesterday and was one of those who crawled to Department Head Kim and clutched at his pant leg begging him to please stop.
“Even with ice packs I look like this. There goes my image.”
Park Geonwu rubbed his eyelids awkwardly.
To Jiwon, the voice seemed more problematic, but he kept his mouth shut.
“Are you okay?”
“How could I be? I’m dying.”
No matter how messed up its shape was, genitals were genitals. The stimulated lump had gotten erect and ejaculated just like the other crew members had. Above all, because of the electrical stimulation, his already delicate skin was on the verge of peeling off.
Crazy bastards.
Yesterday’s events still didn’t feel real.
Honestly, he was even slightly afraid.
How far they could go, and how much he could endure it.
It wasn’t because he was scared.
The truth was, even while in pain, he had responded to that stimulation.
It had felt good. The genitals stimulated by electricity had felt so good his mind became hazy.
“You going to apply medicine?”
Park Geonwu’s words brought him back to reality.
“No. It’s not that bad.”
At least the fortunate thing was that Horn-rimmed Glasses’ words—that medical staff were on standby at all times so don’t worry about treatment—were true.
After the electric torture, all crew members received individual medical examinations from a doctor at the ‘Clinic’ under the Team Leader’s guidance. Some crew members wrapped in mental shock were given sedatives, a few whose skin had peeled off received treatment, and in Jiwon’s case, ointment was applied directly.
It would have been nice if they’d just given him the whole tube of ointment, but they specifically told him to come back. Along with the advice that no matter how minor the injury, you must see the doctor here.
Since he was seeing the doctor anyway, when he casually mentioned his arm pain, the doctor made several confirmation calls before finally prescribing Jiwon painkillers. He said narcotic painkillers wouldn’t work, but all the medications he’d been taking were rejected.
‘It’s a new drug so it’ll be much more effective.’
Along with these words, he handed over a pill bottle containing a week’s worth of medication.
Jiwon consoled himself that at least he’d received medicine, and following the doctor’s medication guidance, took three pills. Whether it was because he was tired or the new drug really was effective, his arm hadn’t hurt at all until now.
“I couldn’t have been an independence fighter. I definitely would’ve betrayed.”
Park Geonwu threw out a joke, but he couldn’t laugh.
“I’m not confident either.”
He smiled bitterly.
