The Price To Save Her Is Steep

“I’ll help her. What do I need to do?” You punch immediatly, not even thinking about it. How can someone be doing this to her? They are so evil. You can’t even imagine the sensation Kim is going through right now.

“I’m going to help whatever way I can,” you squat down and grab one of Kim’s twiching hands. She smiles weakly between her whimpers.

“Th...thank youuuuuuu.” The belt powers down again. “Fuck. Fuck. Fucking fuck fuck fuck.”

You jump back a bit at the stream of curse words. Okay, perhaps you didn’t really ever think of her as the swearing type. In retrospect alot of your image of her was always a tad...perfect? The smile you made to reassure dampens.

“If you want to help Ms. Yun-Seung, look in the cabinant next to the elevator. Lowest drawer.”

You stand up and turn away from the sobbing swearing girl for a second. How did she end up in the belt? You wonder what circumstances brought her to this moment. You open the the cabinet, and rifle down to the lowest drawer, which you pull out.

Inside is a secure looking steel cock cage with the word owned written in big bold letters down the front.