Blackmail in Room and Slave 270

Chapter 270 – 270. Result of the Confrontation Between Jiyoung Kim & Bomi Kwak & Soyoung Jeong (16)

‘Hmm… So… That’s what you’re thinking?’

Seongjae, who noticed why Bomi, who had the most physical strength among the three, suddenly slowed down, spoke to the staff who was watching the slaves’ masturbation show with bloodshot eyes and his groin bulging.

“Go to the DJ and masturbate until the show ends…”

‘Will I really be able to hear this and not change my mind about coming in last place for Jiyoung?’

The staff swallowed their saliva after hearing the instructions heard amidst the female’s cooing, the obscene sound of water, and the cheering of the people, and then went up to the stage.

‘In the end, does a slut who exposes her pussy and shakes her hips in front of people look at me like that?’

The DJ, who was laughing as he watched Bomi, who had insulted him, shake her hips obscenely and fill up the tequila bottle, suddenly noticed a staff member coming up on stage and tilted his head. The staff member who approached the DJ spoke quietly in the DJ’s ear. .

“The organizer… The most… Until the end…”

The DJ, who heard the staff’s whispers, looked at Bomi’s tequila bottle with the least amount of love juice in it, grinned, and grabbed the microphone.

“Ruler! Everyone! The owner of these three slaves says he will give just one of you the opportunity to pour semen on the slave who came in last place in this competition!”

People cheered at the DJ’s bombshell declaration.

“Really?! Okay! It should taste like this! “The owner knows something!”

“There should be some reward for watching horny bitches masturbate!”

“How are you going to pick that one person!”

“I really like spraying semen on those bitches, so let me catch the semen that that dick sprayed earlier!”

“One person is too few! Even if one person spilled semen, it wouldn’t even be noticeable!”

On the other hand, the expressions of the slaves who were shaking their butts for themselves and for their masters became stiff.

‘Lord, someone else’s semen other than the master… Hmm… Uh, I was thinking that if the day came when I had a baby, I would receive someone else’s semen… Sigh… Lord. In front of the master…’

‘Si, I hate it! Ugh! Lord, it’s someone else’s semen other than Master! I hate it!!!’

‘This crazy bastard?! What kind of crazy talk is this!?’

However, the slaves, who could not protest against Seongjae’s decision, had no choice but to let out painful moans and shake their hips.

‘Huh… Ko, you just don’t have to come in last place… Hah… Well, then…’

‘Yeah, right… Last place… Haha… Last place will get it, so just avoid last place… Sigh…’

‘Ugh… If I come in last place, I have to be covered in semen… Ha, but… But… If I don’t come in last place, my master will…’

While the slaves were thinking about rankings, DJ spoke to the crowd.

“Whoever collects the most semen between now and the end of the slaves’ masturbation show! He gets the chance to pour all the semen on the last-place slave!”

When the DJ announced how to select a person to pour semen and how to sprinkle semen, boos erupted from the crowd.

“No? “You’re saying you’re not packing it yourself, but spreading what you’ve collected?”

“That too, but where should I collect it?”

“Isn’t premature ejaculation advantageous? “You just have to cum twice when other people have to cum once.”

“Shouldn’t we do something for women too? Let’s get a taste of the huge dick!”

The DJ said, calming down the rowdy people.

“Calm down! Everyone! “I understand that you want to spray it yourself, but unfortunately, the slave owner who hosted this show did not allow you to do that!”

“Raise your hand and the staff will give you a beer bottle or tequila bottle to collect your semen!”

“You are free to choose how you collect semen! You can buy it from someone else, or you can keep collecting your own semen!”

“Then, if you need a bottle, please raise your hand!”

After the long explanation, people who didn’t want to cum themselves but wanted the opportunity to defile the beautiful slave began to raise their hands.

“Okay. Even if you can’t pack it yourself, you can see it right in front of you.”

“If you look closely, wouldn’t it be possible to get some insight into the face behind the mask? “It might help me find it when I go back to Korea.”

“Okay. “No one recognizes me here anyway… And it would be such a waste not to masturbate after seeing that.”

“The one who spills semen on that bitch’s face is me, who can masturbate 5 times in a row.”

The staff handed out glass bottles to those who had made up their minds, and those who received the bottles took out their already hard erect dicks, placed the glans on the muzzle, and began masturbating while looking at the slaves’ plaque.

Some people tried to make a deal by dividing the crowd and approaching people who were awkwardly masturbating.

“You know you can’t get up there with just one or two people. “I will buy the semen you will buy.”

“I’m selling that semen. I guess I have to go up there to demand compensation for women.”

“Sell it to me. Even if I’m not as good as those bitches, I’ll give you enough to fuck a few pretty good bitches at the same time.”

On the stage where a lewd masturbation show of slaves showing off their lewd and beautiful bodies is taking place.

Below the stage, where a desperate fight is taking place to get a chance to pour semen on the slave who came in last place.

Seongjae grinned at the obscene scene he had created and checked his watch.

‘Hmm… There’s about 20 minutes left… Anyway, even though I hate men so much, I don’t speed up until the end.’

After checking the remaining time, I saw Bomi still moving her hips slowly, made a strange expression, and waited for the masturbation show to end.

The 20 minutes passed faster than expected, and the DJ, who was occasionally checking the stopwatch, started counting.

“10! 9! 8! 7! 6!”

The slaves who heard the number decreasing from 10 moved their waists to protect their ranking, and those who wanted to pour semen on the body of the last-place slave moved to collect more semen.

“5! 4! 3! 2! 1! The show is over!”

When the DJ announced the end of the show, the movements of the slaves, who were moaning and shaking their sweaty bodies obscenely, and those who were trying to collect semen stopped.

‘Haa… Haa… I… I would have won… The prize the owner gave me… Hmm… Even when I… Entered the hotel room… Haha…’

Soyoung was shaking her butt with just the thought of receiving an award and being loved.

‘Huh… Lord, master… Haha… Were you satisfied? Hmm… Seeing myself panting in pleasure while being the daughter of so many people… Hmm…’

Jiyoung shook her hips, hoping that Sungjae would be satisfied with her teeth.

‘Haaa… It’s annoying to have to get covered in disgusting semen… But it’s still better than being punished by the master…’

Bomi moved her waist as one to prevent Jiyoung from being punished.

The DJ shouted loudly after seeing that the three slaves had swallowed the entire tequila bottle and stopped moving.

“Now we have to check the result of the match! First, let’s check Ms. J’s tequila bottle!”

As the DJ finished speaking, Soyoung, who was sitting on the floor soaked with love juice that had not flowed into her bottle, slowly lifted her buttocks.

-Tzuuudeud…

As if not to miss the smooth glass bottle, the sagging vaginal opening and the obscenely stretched labia minora, and the piercings penetrating the labia minora, made a strange sound as they scanned the tequila bottle.

Soon, a tequila bottle that was about 70% full appeared, and people who saw the glass bottle filled with a strangely cloudy liquid started to murmur.

“How much shit have you spilled?”

“Does that make sense?”

“Considering that you spilled it on the floor… How much did it cost?”

While people were admiring the love juice filling the bottle, Soyoung, who had raised her butt high, sat down again in the pool of her love juice and the DJ opened his mouth.

“A huge amount has been gathered. Then, this time, I will check Ms. K’s tequila bottle!”

Jiyoung, who participated in the masturbation show for the sake of her sex skills, was not completely without the desire to win first place and receive a prize. She looked at the bottle of tequila in front of Soyoung, swallowed her saliva, and lifted her voluptuous hips.

-Tsk…

Dozens of lustful threads stretched and broke between her pussy mound and thighs, which were in contact with her dirty puddle, and then a half-full glass bottle was revealed.

“Only half? There are more Miss J.”

“Well, how can you beat a bitch who made so much love in that amount of time?”

“It’s also a lot cheaper.”

Although it wasn’t as good as Soyoung’s bottle that she had seen earlier, the people who saw the glass bottle filled with a lot of love juice made a fuss again, and Jiyoung swallowed her regret after confirming that she did not win first place.

‘If I had tried a little harder, would I have won? Haha… No… It’s more important that the master is satisfied than winning… Master… Are you satisfied?’

As Jiyoung looked at Sungjae with her loving eyes, DJ walked up to the last remaining Bomi and shouted.

“With Ms. K still in first place, I will check Ms. G’s tequila bottle one last time!”

Bomi, knowing she was in last place, slowly lifted her waist and took out the bottle of tequila that was filling her vagina.

Soon, a tequila bottle that was not even half full appeared and boos erupted from below the stage.

“Boo! That’s all!”

“That butt is a waste!”

“For some reason, it was moving slowly!”

“So you were pouring semen on that bitch? Ah! “If I had known this would happen, I would have bought semen too!”

While people were shouting, the DJ, who checked all three tequila bottles, announced the results.

“The winner of the battle is Ms. J! And the loser who will receive the semen that one of you pours on her is Miss G!”

As the DJ announced the winners and losers, several people shouted and waved bottles filled with semen.

“Here! I saved this much! “I won, right?”

“It’s noisy! “I collected the most!”

“Get out of the way, you idiots! The winner is me! “I have to go up and meet that dick from before!”

The DJ, who was looking at people waving bottles filled with semen and claiming victory, pointed to a person who had almost filled one bottle.

“The one who filled the bottle there! “Is there anyone who has collected more semen than that person?”

In response to DJ’s words, no one came forward and said that he had collected more.

“A full bottle?”

“Is that possible?”

“Is that the girl from before? “They said they would pay $100 for each ejaculation and collected the semen.”

“If you bought enough beer bottles to fill them, how much money did you spend?”

When people were buzzing and no one came forward, the DJ spoke to the person holding the bottle full of semen.

“It seems like the winner of the semen collection has been decided. Then, we will invite the person who gets the opportunity to pour semen on the face of the slave who came in last place to the stage!”