He couldn’t finish his sentence. Tears welled up. Everything he had endured until now felt like it was crumbling down. The men, pleased with his gratitude, whispered as they groped his chest one last time.
“What happened today stays between us. Got it?”
“Y-yes…”
“Good boy. See you next time?”
The men, now fully dressed, tidied up and walked away, their footsteps rustling the damp grass. Jiwon was left behind.
Jiwon wanted to die. This wasn’t even treating him like a person—just a sex toy. He had no strength in his arms, but he forced himself to push up from the ground and started picking up his scattered clothes. Tears fell.
“Hng… hng… snf.”
The clothes were dirty, but he had no choice but to put them on. As he dressed, he collapsed again. The sorrow and pain were unbearable.
Just then, a voice called out from afar.
“Cult Leader-nim! Cult Leader-nim!”
It was Lee Jak’s voice. Jiwon felt his body grow colder. He needed to hurry and get dressed. He wanted to pretend nothing had happened. He didn’t want anyone to see him in this mess.
But Lee Jak found him first. He ran toward Jiwon, sweat beading on his forehead from searching. Jiwon couldn’t hold back his tears.
“L-Lee Jak-ssi… don’t look.”
“Cult Leader-nim… what happened?”
Lee Jak quickly scanned Jiwon’s appearance. He was a mess. And the substance on his face was clearly semen. Lee Jak took off his jacket and wiped Jiwon’s face with it. Jiwon pushed his hand away and cried.
“Don’t look… I hate it. I hate it…”
“Do you remember the faces of the men who did this?”
Jiwon shook his head. He had just seen them, but he didn’t want to recall them.
“Your sudden disappearance caused quite a commotion.”
“Hng… snf…”
“Let’s go back for now.”
Lee Jak helped Jiwon to his feet. His legs wobbled, and the semen between his thighs dripped down. Lee Jak’s face twisted in anger.
“Fuck…”
“Please… please pretend this never happened.”
Jiwon clung to Lee Jak and begged. Lee Jak hesitated for a moment, then sighed.
“Understood. If that’s what you want, I’ll make it as if nothing happened.”
Jiwon nodded. Only then did he feel a little relief.
Lee Jak took Jiwon back to the cult leader’s room. Jiwon, carried on Lee Jak’s back, closed his eyes and stopped thinking.
First, Lee Jak took him to the bathroom and washed his body. Jiwon had no strength, so he just let Lee Jak do as he pleased. After the bath, Lee Jak took him to the bedroom and laid him down, then brought him a cup of warm water. He helped Jiwon sit up against the headboard. The warmth of the mug in his hand was somewhat comforting.
“I’ll adjust your schedule for the time being.”
“……”
“Rest.”
After saying this, Lee Jak stood up. Seeing him leave, Jiwon grew afraid again.
“Don’t go.”
“Pardon?”
“Stay with me…”
Jiwon didn’t want to be alone right now. He wanted someone by his side. Lee Jak hesitated for a moment, then pulled up a chair and sat beside him.
Jiwon remembered the words Lee Jak had said before.
‘If you want to be gang-raped without knowing anything, I won’t stop you.’
‘You’re a 100 million Dalant product. The previous cult leader killed himself because he didn’t want to do it. Everyone’s been waiting for their turn for a long time.’
‘A legal opportunity to rape someone—it’s not common, you know.’
And Kim Seonghee had said:
‘You have no dignity as a cult leader. Without these flimsy clothes, you’re just an ordinary guy. So you have to borrow my prestige. You have to seem untouchable, like someone of high status.’
‘That makes people want you more.’
‘Makes them want to have you, to do anything to you.’
His head hurt. All the realities Jiwon had been avoiding came crashing down. For the first time in his life, he felt a new kind of fear. He had never imagined something like this could happen. This was the first time someone had treated him purely as a sexual object. Being forced was something he had never experienced before. But it was possible. And it wasn’t just one person—it was multiple. Jiwon had been surrounded by four men, unable to do anything but endure.
Having sex with Lee Jak or Kim Seonghee was scary at first, but he could endure it because he felt something. Besides, they were both handsome, so the aversion was weaker.
But those men were different. He felt repulsion just looking at them. If sex with Lee Jak or Kim Seonghee was surreal, this was reality. And it would keep happening. That was the duty of the cult leader.
As if sensing Jiwon’s fear, Lee Jak cautiously spoke up.
“This might not be comforting, but… it happens sometimes. The doctrine itself is unconventional, and everything here is outside the norm. Followers often get carried away in this unfamiliar environment and cause trouble.”
“……”
“And I’m sorry, but to explain the reality—our religion guarantees the anonymity of our followers, so it’s difficult to identify or punish those men. The very idea of singling someone out would be repulsive to the followers. Plus, it would be hard to reveal that the target was you, the Cult Leader. There would be an outcry.”
At those words, Jiwon’s head dropped. He realized his position clearly. He was a product. A product that cost a fortune. If someone got that product for free, there would naturally be protests.
“But I promise this will never happen again. I’ll make sure you’re never alone. Your safety is our top priority.”
Lee Jak’s words didn’t comfort him at all. Jiwon didn’t know what to do with these feelings. But one thing was clear.
“I just want to quit. I want to stop.”
“Cult Leader-nim.”
“…I don’t think I’m suited to be a cult leader.”
He was starting to fear people. If he had known being a cult leader meant this, he never would have done it. He now understood, in every fiber of his being, how the followers saw him.
At Jiwon’s words, Lee Jak chose his words carefully. Then he cautiously spoke again.
“Cult Leader-nim.”
“Yes.”
“If you want to quit midway, you’ll have to pay the interest that has accrued so far as a penalty to us.”
“……What?”
“The contract period between you and us lasts until your debt is fully paid off by your earnings. Since we bought your debt, you don’t have to pay interest during the contract period, but the interest itself still exists.”
“I didn’t know. I’ve never heard of this…”
“Check the contract.”
Interest? Pay interest? This was the first he’d heard of it. The contract… the contract… He had carelessly stamped it when he was half-asleep. That contract was the problem. Jiwon had no money right now. Not a single penny. Everything he owned when he left home was in the suitcase he’d brought with him.
“Cult Leader-nim. I’m sorry, but the best choice isn’t to quit now. Even if you work outside, you won’t be able to pay off this debt faster than you are now.”
“But… but…”
“However, I can suggest another method.”
“What?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
