August is an important month.
Of course, there’s Victory Day, but from my perspective, this month also marks the official operation of the Min-young Correctional Facility, a massive project I’ve poured nearly a year into.
We were already waging a war on cri in Incheon, so naturally, there were plenty of people lined up to co in.
“Currently, the first batch of 100 inmates is being transferred, and the second batch of roughly 150 is being prepared. Considering the facility's capacity is 500, it looks like we’ll hit full occupancy faster than expected.”
“Capacity, huh....”
Five hundred might sound small, but in reality, it’s not.
The real problem is, even that’s nowhere near enough.
I’m not satisfied either.
“Forget the capacity restrictions—can’t we just cram them in, wall to wall?”
“It’s possible, of course. Though it’ll be unpleasant for the inmates.”
“Hmm. Let’s just go check it out.”
The prison is located near the tent city.
It’s been a while since I ordered developnt in this area, so by now, a decently sized urban district was forming between the prison and the tent city. Massive cranes and formworks stood everywhere, and the clamor of construction sites rang out intermittently, along with all kinds of noise.
SCREECH—
“What you see here is the space where the inmates will live.”
“Whoa, isn’t this too luxurious? The size is...”
“Five-person cells.”
“Ah.”
Once I arrived and saw the space, it felt just right.
Roughly seven pyeong if you convert it?
Plenty spacious for one person, but when you imagine five packed in there, it definitely feels cramped.
“Looks like you could fit about ten people in here. Keep expanding. The more slaves we have, the better.”
“Understood. I’ll and the records accordingly.”
We got pre-approval for 500 inmates before construction, but with Jung Mina now the mayor of Incheon, I can basically do whatever I want.
After touring the prison, I headed into the city area being built between the prison and the tent city.
The sa collection of formworks and cranes I saw earlier.
A few buildings had their exteriors completed, but nothing particularly noteworthy.
What mattered were three things: Militaris, Biotech, and dical.
These facilities are crucial for utilizing the ex-celebrities from the tent city and the inmates that’ll soon be locked up for various “uses.”
“Welco, Young Master.”
The key personnel moving into those three corporate buildings were already living nearby in makeshift housing.
Naturally, the majority were gorgeous won—perfect for to fondle to my heart’s content.
“You think modification is possible?”
“Yes. Since we have unlimited approval from Militaris HQ, we can customize them however you wish. We’ll collaborate with Biotech and dical to match your desired specs as closely as possible.”
“Ooooh, unlimited... My main combat force is knights, so I want these to be built to support them. And for situations where deploying knights isn’t ideal, these girls should be enough to cover the gaps. I do have my PMC, but it always feels a little lacking.”
“It’ll take significant ti and resources... but it’s doable. Shall we begin imdiately? Looks like you’ve got plenty of candidates already.”
“Nah, not yet. I’ll start once the inmates are all in and the managent stabilizes. Sa goes for the tent city.”
“Understood, Young Master.”
“That aside, the construction noise and dust are ridiculous around here. Isn’t there sowhere better to rest?”
“Pardon? We’re already indoors...”
“I an sowhere soft. Where I can lie down.”
“Ah... This way, please.”
As soon as I entered the break room with a bed, I pounced.
“Kya-kyaaa?! Y-Young Master?!”
“What? You knew this was coming.”
“N-Noo—”
There was a bit of resistance, but that never stopped .
Her clothes got completely torn apart, her long-guarded virginity shredded by my cock.
“Ahhhk!!”
“Nice, big tits. Love how they bounce everywhere.”
Flattening her gorgeous face and perfect body beneath , I kept panting and pounding.
I ca deep inside her burning-hot flesh.
“Heuh...”
“Delicious.”
While groping her tits like dough, savoring the afterglow, I called for refreshnts.
Naturally, I fucked the secretary who brought them too.
After roaming the new city in this fashion, when afternoon hit, I headed for Incheon proper.
Plenty of other sites there I had to inspect.
“Co to think of it, I should check out Jeju Island too.”
I still hadn’t properly managed the land Seonyul gave .
The secretaries are probably handling things, but I love developing land and raising buildings, so leaving it idle feels wasteful.
Sa for Songdo, which I got from Go Seon-ah.
“Later... I’m too busy right now.”
Why does it feel like work never ends? So damn busy.
A few days later.
The prison’s first official inmates arrived.
Total count: 100.
I headed to the prison early to inspect the incoming lineup.
Since they were all handpicked from the mainland, even though they looked rough and dirty, most had pretty decent faces.
There were a few who fell short of expectations, but even they were above average compared to ordinary civilians.
Keep in mind, this is a ga world setting.
Even regular people here are above the average from my old world.
So imagine how hot these girls are, even marching in bound by ropes with grumpy faces.
“What’re their charges?”
“Various cris. Fraud, extortion, threats, coercion, false rape accusations, murder, organized cri, among others.”
“Lovely.”
“They’ve all been transferred here after receiving life sentences with no possibility of parole.”
“aning I can do whatever I want with them.”
“...Essentially, yes.”
In Incheon, only two sentences exist: execution or life without parole.
Life without parole ans they’ll never leave prison.
And it’s not like anyone dares inspect my prison. Even if they do, it’ll be purely formal.
aning these girls have no place to cry for help, no matter what happens to them.
“Due to summary rulings, all rights to appeal have been revoked. Their sentences cannot be changed.”
“Perfect.”
I watched with satisfaction as they got dragged in like sausages on a conveyor belt.
Bit of a sha about their disheveled looks, but still a fun sight.
“Let go! I said LET GO!!”
That’s when the commotion started.
So idiot decided to fight back against the guards.
Figures.
Their sentence is confird, no chance at parole, and mouthing off to guards doesn’t earn them a death sentence, so they’re acting out.
But of course—
THWACK!
“Kegh...!”
This isn’t your average prison.
The guards beat the shit out of them, no hesitation.
A sadistic, alluring female guard smashed her fist into one inmate’s stomach, sending her collapsing, then rcilessly continued the assault.
The others nearby?
They didn’t try to stop it. They watched or even joined in, laughing.
“What a beautiful scene.”
But criminals don’t break that easily.
One by one, they started resisting again, until the disturbance escalated beyond simple violence.
“S-Sorry, Young Master! There’s a slight disturbance—”
The woman managing the prison looked panicked, signaling her subordinates.
“Ah, it’s fine, it’s fine. This kind of chaos makes things interesting.”
I walked over.
So people tried to stop , saying it was dangerous, but with Baekseol and the knights at my side, there was no danger at all.
“Tch! These little...!”
Following the dull thwack sounds, I approached the scuffle, snatched the taser from a guard’s belt—
“Huh?!”
—and plunged it straight into a rioting inmate’s neck.
CRACKLE—!!
“K-Kkeeeaaagh!!”
Sparks flew as the inmate convulsed like sothing out of a movie, before collapsing.
“Hegh, hehk...”
“Oho.”
Bzzt,
Crackle...
The rioting inmates and even the guards froze like ti had stopped.
Every ti I pressed the taser’s button, they flinched.
“Seems like you girls are under a serious misunderstanding.”
This thing feels great in the hand.
“You all ca here under life sentences with no parole, right? You still think this is just so regular prison? I bought this entire place. It’s my toy now. Do you know how expensive this building was?”
“W-What...”
In the silence, I crouched down in front of the still-twitching inmate on the floor.
She was drooling, eyes bloodshot, glaring up at .
“Hey.”
“...”
“Look down.”
“...”
Guess she’s got a scrap of pride.
She kept glaring, tears of frustration welling up.
I an, seriously, if you didn’t wanna end up like this, maybe... don’t commit cris?
I can understand the tent city girls being pissed—after all, I kidnapped them.
But these bitches? They’re 100% genuine scumbag criminals.
“A-Are you... even allowed... to do this...? You’re a public official...”
“Public official? I’m not a public official.”
She showed no sign of remorse, so I pressed the taser into her again.
CRACKLE—!!
“K-KKIEEEAAAGH!!!”
This ti I held it for a while.
The cocky bitch scread, trembling violently, before pissing herself and passing out.
I stood, handing the taser back to ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) its owner.
“If they act up, just fry ’em. Keep ’em alive though.”
“Ah... y-yes, sir....”
The commotion died instantly.
The shock of zapping that girl must’ve done the trick.
“Send them all for costic procedures, then properly condition them.”
“Understood, Master.”
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