Chapter 277 – 277. Kim Ji-Young & Kwak Bomi & Jeong So-Young (17) Shower
‘When did you prepare something like this? I even wrote it all, right? How on earth did you know?’
Entering the dressing room, Bomi found cosmetics lying in front of the mirror and made a dumbfounded expression.
‘Rather than something like this, I should have prepared some clothes… Damn you.’
Although she needed something basic to use after showering, Bomi internally gritted her teeth as she could clearly read Jihye’s thoughts as she had only prepared cosmetics and not the most important clothes.
However, after washing up, Jiyoung, who had no idea what to do with her makeup, was relieved.
“When I get back, I’ll have to thank Jihye. “It happened so suddenly that I didn’t even think about preparing for something like this.”
They didn’t know how they knew about the cosmetics they used or how they prepared them here, but being able to dress up for Seongjae was enough. When Jiyoung thanked Jihye, Soyoung, who was lying down on the floor, tilted her head and said,
Asked.
“Is there something? Sister?”
“Huh. Jihye prepared our cosmetics.”
“And! Thank god! “I felt a bit lost after washing up!”
Bomi, who couldn’t continue to watch the two of them being happy about cosmetics and praising Jihye, whom she considered the worst of her slaves, hurriedly took off her costume and said,
“Master. Wash it first.”
“Ah. Okay. Then.”
Jiyoung agreed with Bomi’s words, took off the latex costume that did not function as clothing at all, and bent down to release the binders that were binding Soyoung’s limbs.
“Thank you. “Sister.”
Soyoung, having found the freedom of her limbs, said thank you and pulled out the pigtail plug lodged in her anus.
“Huh…”
Soyoung let out a shallow sigh, pulled out the tail that was blocking her anus, removed the cattle tag from her ear and the leash from around her neck, and went into her bathroom.
Bomi and Jiyoung followed her, taking off the rabbit ear headband on her head, the rabbit tail stuck in her anus, and her tie.
“Master. “I will wash you.”
When Bomi entered her bathroom, holding her shower head, Jiyoung shook her head.
“No. Let’s all wash quickly. “Master, you are waiting.”
Bomi felt pain as if a needle was pricking her chest when Jiyoung said that she was always thinking of Sungjae, but she smiled brightly and said, pretending it was nothing.
“Wouldn’t it take some time to tame Rebecca?”
“Ah. I see… Well… Ah… Are you being humiliated by your master by now?”
Bomi, who was looking at Jiyoung with an envious look on her face as she remembered Rebecca, who was in the midst of being humiliated, answered with all her expression that was about to distort in distress.
“Maybe so? Rather, my master. Here. Please sit here.”
As Bomi pointed to the edge of her built-in bathtub, Jiyoung carefully sat down on the marble railing.
Bomi knelt down behind Jiyoung, adjusted the temperature of her water to the appropriate temperature, and then sprayed the water on her merakirak, which still had traces of the semen she had received before going to the club.
As her long hair became moist, Soyoung picked up the shower head placed on the floor and opened her mouth, spraying water on her head as Bomi turned off the water and squeezed the provided shampoo into her hand.
“Anyway, Bomi, what kind of tattoo would you like to get?”
Bomi, who was running her lathered hand through Jiyoung’s hair, frowned when she heard Soyoung’s question.
‘It’s not something I can choose, so why should I think about something like that!’
However, Soyoung’s lively voice did not stop even though Bomi could not see her expression.
“It’s just my guess, but I think they’ll probably let me choose a tattoo. Instead of punishments due to demerit points, most of the punishments received as events were evenly distributed. Just like Mina and Sena chose the uterus tattoos they would receive.”
Bomi, intrigued by the idea that he might help her get her tattoos fixed, washed Jiyoung’s hair and recalled her small tattoos.
‘As inconspicuous as possible and not vulgar.’
Bomi felt the least amount of shame, and after she was liberated, she was reminded of her tattoos, which she could easily erase, Soyoung said as she put down her shower head, wetting her hair.
“So, think about the tattoo you want to get too. She got the tattoo after taking a shower of love juice, but it’s better if it’s pretty. How many can I recommend? “I have a lot of tattoos that I was looking for as a prize.”
‘No matter what tattoos you think of, they’re all tattoos that only sluts like you would get!’
Bomi screamed internally and answered in a brusque voice.
“Are you okay. “I’ll think about it.”
After finishing her words, Bomi asked Jiyoung, who moved her head little by little according to his touch.
“Master. How do you feel? Are you okay?”
Jiyoung, who was slightly closing her eyes, felt her hands gently washing her hair and gently massaging her scalp, and she nodded and answered.
“Yeah… Okay… Anyway, I’m curious too. What tattoo are you going to get?”
Bomi, who was feeling happy when Jiyoung said she felt good, was taken aback by the question that followed.
But Bomi, who could not ignore the question of her beloved master and not her spoiled and lustful Soyoung, brushed away her foamy hair and opened her mouth.
“I don’t know. Master… Which one would be better…”
There were countless small tattoos that came to mind, but they were all things that Sungjae would not like. When Bomi answered in her small voice, Jiyoung smiled softly and said,
“Choose something pretty. As Soyoung said, I don’t know if the master will allow me to get the tattoo you chose, but if he allows me to get the tattoo you chose, I will also gather stores and get the same tattoo.”
Bomi felt her heart swell when Jiyoung said that she would get the same tattoo as herself, a couple tattoo.
‘Ah! Just like the master! Even though… I don’t like the location… But if it’s the same as the owner… Sigh… I want it to be as pretty as possible…’
The thought of removing the tattoo as soon as she was liberated came and went, and when Bomi, her head full of thoughts of showing off her couple tattoos while dating her master who had found her freedom, was thinking of a tattoo that would look good on the waist of the fit Jiyoung, she Jiyoung added
“How about something like a ribbon? Bomi, you are like a gift given to me by my master. If we get the same tattoo and kneel down in front of our master and shake our buttocks… Our master, who is so happy with his eyes, might just fuck us together.”
Bomi, who was moved by the expression ‘gift’, was devastated to learn that the reason she wanted to get the same tattoo was for Sungjae’s eye candy, for Sungjae’s pleasure, and to stimulate Sungjae’s sexual desire. 〉
However, Bomi, who could not reveal her true feelings, straightened her face, which was distorted by her pain, and smiled as brightly as possible.
“I’ll choose the prettiest one possible. “Master.”
“Huh. Choose carefully what your master will like.”
Bomi endured her heartbreaking pain as she once again heard her voice come first.
“I’ll rinse it for you. “Master.”
After briefly reporting, Bomi slowly washed away the foam covering Jiyoung’s head and then wiped her soft and elastic body with a shower towel.
Hoping that the obscene graffiti covering her body would be erased and the seongjae that had taken up residence in Jiyoung’s heart would be washed away, Bomi sprayed water once more and washed away the foam running down her voluptuous body. Br〉
After cleaning her body with Bomi’s bath service, Jiyoung stood up from her seat, turned around, and opened her mouth.
“Thank you. “I’ll wash you now.”
Although Jiyoung’s words of offering to wash her made her infinitely happy, the words of telling her to choose a tattoo for Seongjae’s pleasure remained in her mind, and Bomi, who wanted to gather her thoughts for a moment, spoke cautiously.
“Gwae, it’s okay. Master. Go out first and clean yourself. “I’ll wash up right away and follow you.”
But Jiyoung, who wanted to repay her for her bathing service, shook her head.
“No. Since Bomi washed me so thoroughly, I should repay her. Come sit here. Or do you have to give an ‘order’ to be heard?”
Bomi, unable to disobey Jiyoung’s orders, sat down in the same spot where Jiyoung had been sitting a moment ago.
Jiyoung smiled softly when she saw Bomi like that, sat down in her seat and lifted her shower head.
Meanwhile, Soyoung, who had finished showering, saw Jiyoung and her Bomi in different places and smiled softly.
“I’ll leave first. Sisters.”
“Huh. “We’ll leave soon.”
After seeing Jiyoung off, Soyoung came out to her dressing room and wiped off the moisture from her body and dried her hair with her hair dryer.
Because her hair was so long, drying her hair didn’t end soon, and when her hair, which was full of moisture, was almost dry, Bomi and Jiyoung entered the dressing room.
“Are your sisters here? Ah. “Unnies, are you going to wear reverse bunnies again?”
Bomi’s brow furrowed when Soyoung greeted her and checked how dry her hair was.
‘It’s better to be naked. ‘More than those vulgar clothes.’
However, Jiyoung, who remembered that she really liked Seongjae, nodded slightly and opened her mouth.
“Yes… Because the master said it was okay…”
“Master?! Oh, my clothes are so dirty…”
Bomi was shocked to hear that she was so lewd that she would wear clothes that were already covered in obscene liquid. When she cried out, Soyoung put down the hair dryer and said,
“Don’t worry. Sister. I’ll clean everything up while my sisters wipe their bodies, dry their hair, and put on their makeup. Ah. Before that, I also put on some makeup.”
Bomi looked at Soyoung with blank eyes, telling her she was doing something useless, and Jiyoung, who had caught a little liquid all over her outfit, said her thanks to Soyoung.
“Thank you.”
“No. My sister also helped me get into the car and wear the binder. “We must help each other.”
Soyoung responded with a smile to Jiyoung’s words of gratitude and started putting on her makeup while looking in the mirror. Jiyoung smiled softly as she looked at Soyoung and spoke to Bomi, who had a blank expression on her face.
“Then Bomi. Let’s prepare quickly.”
