Chapter 194 – 194. Kim Ji-Young & Kwak Bomi & Jeong So-Young (02) Doodle-Soyoung
“Um… Let’s lie down and do it. “It would be okay if you put the graffiti on the top, but if you put the graffiti on the bottom, it would be a bit uncomfortable.”
“Ah. That might be possible. All right. Sister. “Then I’ll lie down first.”
After finishing her speech by agreeing with Jiyoung, Soyoung lay down on her floor.
As Soyoung lay down on the floor, Jiyoung spread her legs wider than her shoulders and lifted her arms slightly, looking over her body in a posture similar to Leonardo da Vinci’s human proportions.
The nose lost its original sharp appearance and became a pig’s nose after being pulled by the nose hook connected to the red strap that runs between the well-shaped eyebrows, and instead of the earrings, the ears had yellow livestock tags with unknown barcodes and names written on them.
Thick, shiny lips with beautifully applied lipstick and a slim chin.
A long, thin neck wrapped with a red choker that secures the strap connected to the nose hook.
Her breasts gently wave each time Soyoung breathes, maintaining their shape as much as possible with soft, elasticity, and her nipples are firmly erect, pierced by silver ring piercings at the ends.
A waist that looks unusually slim in contrast to the voluptuous breasts and hips, and a lower abdomen with a colorful vulva with a uterus motif.
The clitoris is pierced by a shiny red cubic ring piercing that is pulled out of the foreskin, and the labia minora are spread to the left and right with the same design as the clitoris, but with four slightly smaller piercings.
And moderately oily thighs and firm calves.
Jiyoung let out an envious exclamation as she looked at her indescribably lustful body, full of traces of humiliation and torture from her master. She opened the lid of her name pen and knelt down next to Soyoung, and Bomi sat across from her. I sat down.
“Haha… Then… Please be nice. Sisters…”
Bomi placed herself in the middle and spoke to Jiyoung and Bomi, who were sitting on her left and right, in a sweet voice. She gently closed her eyes and waited for her name pen to touch her body.
It was Bomi who first brought her pen to Soyoung, who was lying still, surrendering everything.
Holding a blue pen, Bomi first drew a pictogram consisting of a small circle and a pointed inverted triangle commonly seen in men’s restrooms, right above the clitoris where the piercings are shining, and wrote on it with a black pen, ‘OO High School Public Restroom.’
“Hmm… Ugh…”
Bomi wrote down the school where Soyoung goes to work and took the red pen to Soyoung’s thigh.
After a while, the pen that had been tracing the soft skin left Soyoung’s thigh, leaving behind an arrow pointing to her vagina and the words ‘Free Hole’ and ‘No Condom Only’ above and below the arrow.
The next destination of Bomi’s pen, which had scribbled just above her pussy and on her thighs, was the small bouncing breasts.
‘Sex slave’. ‘Sow’.
Bomi, who had written the words representing Soyoung’s identity on her chest, which was still in shape even when she was lying down, stopped her pen for a moment and asked Jihye.
“But what is the standard for graffiti? “You’re not going to count a single word as a scribble.”
Jihye scribbled for a while, and finally she looked pitifully at Bomi, who was asking.
“From a common sense point of view, what we think is one thing is one thing. For example, ‘sow’ and ‘sex slave’ may each be one thing, but the arrow and ‘Free Hole’ written on it make sense when viewed together, so they are one whole.”
‘No, but really, this bitch…’
Jiyoung’s sarcastic tone, as if asking why she was asking something so obvious, was annoying to her ears. As Bomi was getting irritated inside, Jiyoung, who had been quietly watching Bomi’s scribblings, started to move. 〉
‘First… Starting from the neck…’
Jiyoung moved her hand to Soyoung’s neck, which fluttered slightly every time she unconsciously swallowed her saliva, and carefully wrote the word ‘throat pussy’ just above the red choker.
Ji-young, who changed the organ for swallowing food into a vagina for quenching sexual desire by writing down obscene words in a neat and clean style, moved her hand down and covered her with the words ‘sex slave’ and ‘sow’ written on it. I wrote carefully again between the breasts – the cleavage.
-‘Wet pussy’
The word written in the valley between the plump breasts was only three letters, but with those three letters, the breasts, which were like a symbol of motherhood and would hold breast milk for a child in the future, were squeezed and stroked, giving the man pleasure. Jiyoung, who had made it into a pussy to receive semen, lowered her gaze with a soft smile.
Bomi was where Jiyoung’s eyes fell, passing by her pretty belly button, the lewd uterus tattoo engraved below it, the clitoral piercings that shake every time Soyoung trembles in erotic pleasure, and the labia minora piercings that move every time Soyoung’s pussy squirms. It was on the opposite side of the thigh where the graffiti was written.
Jiyoung, who had an arrow pointing towards her vagina carefully drawn on her clean thigh, unlike the other side that was stained with obscene graffiti, had the words ‘constant estrus’ written on a long straight line, and ‘desire to breed’ below it, and lowered her upper body to write the graffiti. He held it and opened his mouth.
“I think I’ve done everything in the front. “How about Bomi?”
Bomi, who was looking with slightly surprised eyes at the owner, who was carefully scribbling each word without breaking his concentration even while the miserable and pitiful moans of the two sisters who were in the ‘drop tower’ were echoing, answered the question directed at him. I answered urgently.
“Well, I think I’ve done everything. “Master.”
“Okay? Then Soyoung. “Will you lie down?”
Ji-young, who heard her Bomi’s answer, spoke to her So-young, and So-young, who was trembling with erotic pleasure as she imagined the obscene and lewd scribbles that would appear on her body, responded with a shallow moan.
“Huh… Okay. “Unnie… Haak… Please be nice to the back and the back too…”
After finishing her words, Soyoung slowly moved her body, soaked in pleasure, and laid down on the floor.
Her breasts her and clean back her sticking out from side to side, pressed against her floor and upper body her. Jiyoung looked at her plump buttocks, branded with ‘sexual woman’and’牝豚’, without realizing it she stretched out her hand and traced the indelible evidence that it was Seongjae’s master’s property of hers. Br〉
‘Ah… Master’s… Sex slave… Sow… Forever… I should also engrave ‘fuck house’ somewhere else…’
Ji-yeong, who feels the feel of the brand with her fingertips and looks at the evidence of slavery on a different level from tattoos with envious eyes, is regretting having engraved the ‘Jeok-jib’ tattoo she received the day after she became Seong -jae’s slave in a place that is not easily visible. I gasped and opened my mouth at the strange stimulation I felt when I stroked the brand.
“Haaaaa… Uh, sister?”
“Ah. Yeah… I’m sorry… I’m jealous…”
“Lord, master?!?!?!”
Jiyoung, who shocked Bomi by telling her true feelings in a low voice, took her hand off Soyoung’s buttocks with a regretful expression and placed her black pen on her smooth back. 〉
-Slave oath.
-That ‘Jeong So-young’ is a sex slave and sow who is forever subordinate to master ‘Lee Seong-jae’.
-That ‘Jeong So-young’ is the owner’s property that obeys and follows any command.
-That ‘Jeong So-young’ is a sexual desire processing tool that receives the master’s sexual desire anytime, anywhere.
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-I, ‘Jeong So-young’, always thinks and acts with her master as her top priority even in all situations that cannot be listed. I am your master’s eternal slave.
Jiyoung took her pen off Soyoung’s back and wiped a few drops of sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand after writing the last sentence of ‘Slave Oath’, which felt even more obscene because her handwriting was so straight. 〉
Jiyoung, who had written her oath onto Soyoung’s back her, which she had always had in her heart her, ever since she realized her feelings for Seongjae, recited in her heart her final oath her that she had not yet written down.
‘And that ‘Kim Ji-young’ is a slave who loves only her master forever…’
Ji-hye’s eyes sparkled as if she felt something as she read the obscene oath that started just below her neck and densely filled half of her back. With somewhat sorrowful eyes, she looked at Ji-young, who was looking at the ‘slave oath’ she had written.
Asked.
“Professor. Are there any more doodles you’d like to do? One… There is one ramen, but it’s too long…”
“Huh? Ah. No… It’s okay. Huh. Just this. Ah. “I’ll get out of the way, so you can relax, Bomi.”
Bomi, who was in shock after hearing her say that she envied her terrible stigma, came to her senses and moved her trembling hands when she heard a voice calling her.
‘Well, if something like this is really on the master’s butt… Oh, no… Never… ‘
Bomi brushed off the image of Jiyoung delighting in getting an obscene brand on her buttocks, which kept coming to mind every time she saw the horrible branding that kept coming into her eyes, and drew an arrow pointing towards her buttocks and wrote ‘Anal expansion completed’ on the back of her neck. After writing ‘Stocks are flat’, I got up.
“I’m done. “Master.”
After receiving her Bomi’s report, Jiyoung gently stroked her stigma once again and spoke to Soyoung.
“I’m done. Now wake up. Soyoung.”
“Huh! Thank you Sisters.”
Soyoung sat up when she heard that her scribbling she was finished. She stretched and lay down for a while to relieve her stiff body and open her mouth.
“But… Can’t you just look at my body once before scribbling on the next person’s body?”
