Chapter 6 – 006. Kim Ji-Young (06) Short Break and Visit to Twitch
“I will hold on. I will endure even if I die. Master.”
It was something she said before going into full-blown sex, but Ji-young couldn’t keep it in the end. While she received 5 vaginal blows, she repeatedly lost her consciousness and then returned.
Seongjae wiped his cock on Jiyoung’s unruly hair, who was asleep as if passing out while receiving the last vaginal blow. Seeing Ji-Young snoozing with obscene liquids smeared in her fine hair, she felt her cock harden once again, but she promised the next time and went to her shower.
‘It’s all good, but I lose my mind too often.’
Seongjae thought as he was hit by the water pouring from the shower head. I knew she would be somewhat tolerant of her pleasure from having a long spawn life, but she wasn’t at all.
Of course, even if she lost her mind for a moment due to her excessive pleasure, Pussy eagerly asked for cock, but now, as Seong-jae needs to teach Ji-young, who has just become her slave, her mind I needed to get dressed up.
‘Is there no choice but to pressure me to keep eating and to punish me if I pass out?’
She thought about it all the time in the shower, but all she could think of was to force her to punish her if she lost her mind while eating and eating and eating and eating and eating again and again.
It seemed possible if Jiyoung took advantage of her extreme fear of punishment.
– Come back around lunchtime. As soon as I arrive, I wet my pussy at the entrance so I can fuck it and wait for it to open.
After finishing her shower, Seongjae left a message for Jiyoung, who was still lying on her bed, changed her clothes and left her room 402.
The place Sungjae headed was her own office on the top floor of her officetel. Seongjae lay down on the bed in the corner of her office and fell asleep while contemplating how to humiliate Jiyoung tomorrow.
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Jiyoung, who woke up on the bed where her love juice and semen had dried up, looked around her. Seongjae was nowhere to be seen and the note on her table caught her eye.
Ji-young, who checked the contents of the note, confirmed it from the time of day. 9 o’clock in the morning. Certainly not at lunchtime.
‘Can’t I tell you the exact time…’
Jiyoung, complaining inwardly at the unkind expression that it was around lunchtime, got off the bed. Feeling uncomfortable with the dried semen and love juice all over her body, Ji-young, who decided to wash her first, began to move, and the muscles in her body, which had been overworked last night from receiving non-standard cocks, screamed.
Step by step, Jiyoung cautiously entered the bathroom and began to wash her body. After rinsing off all her bodily fluids from her body, she looked in the mirror and saw Ji-young’s breasts. Her own breasts, which had been squeezed countless times as she had sex for hours, were full of marks left by the hands of her sage.
‘I don’t feel bad…’
As Ji-young touched the marks left on her chest with her hand, she remembered her Sung-jae, who had been tormenting her last night. It was like hell for a while, since she apparently said she was under duress and that she would be enslaved. She sucks her dirty feet and gets her cum in her mouth. She even exposed her underwear to a man she didn’t know.
But as she ate dinner and had full-fledged sex, she felt a pleasure she had never experienced in her life. After the Swatch incident, her sex resumed, and during her spawn life, she felt, felt, and felt an climax she had never felt before.
-Great. Master! Ah! Ah!! The owner is so good!!
Shivering at her pleasure and shouting, Ji-young, who recalled herself, felt her face heat up and quickly finished her shower.
‘It’s crazy… I was forced to do it by threats, but to shout that I like it… No matter how good it is to look good.’
But she knew. She didn’t shout like that just to look good. She was Ji-young, who melted with pleasure and her mind was clouded, but she clearly knew. What she said was that she was shouting out because she really liked the pleasure she felt from Seongjae’s cock. That she probably would have shouted that she loved her if she had sex in a normal way, not under duress.
“I can’t wear this…”
After wiping her body and drying her hair, Ji-young looked at her underwear scattered on the floor of her room, she said. Her bra was still in good shape, but her panties were unresponsive. Her pure white panties still had traces of yesterday, and her yellow stains were left here and there. Thanks to the air conditioning she went back to all night, she wasn’t damp, but her mouth went blank when she saw the stain.
She remembers that Seongjae, who said she would come around lunchtime, wet her cunt and told her to wait with her crotch open, so Jiyoung decided to just stay naked. While washing, thinking about this and that, and drying her hair, the clock I saw passed 10 o’clock, and it was normally 12 to 1 o’clock at lunchtime. It’s 2 o’clock at the latest, so she wondered if she even needed to wear panties when she was going to be naked again in 3 or 4 hours.
Having made up her mind, Ji-young made her bed, from which the obscene smell still lingered. She put the thin summer duvet and bed covers in the washing machine and to ventilate, she also opened the bedside window. Searching through the closet, she found a clean bed cover, put it on, and pulled out the duvet.
When Ji-young looked like she was about to finish, she sat down on the bed and picked up her smartphone. As usual, Jiyoung, who was trying to read an article on the Internet, remembered her twatch that Seongjae told her about yesterday. In the future, she remembered what she told her to manage. After installing her app, she logged in and the lewd picture she saw yesterday immediately caught her eye.
Seeing her own cunt dripping with her semen made her blush even though no one was watching. Shaking her head once, she saw that Jiyoung entered her follow list with the number 3 on it, and in addition to the ‘slave teacher’ she saw yesterday, she saw ‘toilet bowl’ and ‘Seongjae Lee’.
According to Seongjae’s words, the toilet bowl is also Seongjae’s slave. Jiyoung touched the screen. She always had a picture of her cum-dipping pussy as her profile picture.
-Jo Soo-yeon (22) 161 cm tall 44 cm. 65c.
-2nd year. The owner’s meat toilet and secretary.
-She met the owner while looking for someone to use me in a random chat.
– 43 penalty points
– 41 shops
-This toilet is waiting for the owner to use it at any time.
In this profile, Jiyoung says she is more surprised by the store than she refers to herself as a “Seat toilet.” She scored 41 points in 2 years. She was a store nearly twice as high as ‘Slave Teacher’, who in four years she had amassed 23 points. Wondering how she was able to collect so many stores, Jiyoung quickly scrolled down and started reading her post.
Her posts were similar to the twatch of ‘Slave Teacher’ I saw yesterday. Obscene texts in obscene pictures full of flesh color. Compared to what she had read yesterday, the two slaves seemed to be boasting that they were more favored by each other.
The top picture was a bust shot. Of course, her breasts were completely exposed, and even her nipples were fully visible. The woman with her pretty face had her straight hair down to her chest hanging down on either side of her, revealing her pretty forehead. From her pretty eyes and tall nose down to her slightly smiling lips, to her sleek jawline, clean neckline and choker wrapped around her neck. Seeing her face on her own fellow slave, Ji-young thoughtlessly read the text below her.
-She received a nose tour as a punishment. It seems to be lucky to draw bees as well as her leash. It feels good to receive all the things I want to receive from the store as penalty points. She said that this time she was happy to be punished, she was punished.
After seeing the writing written like her diary, Ji-young looked at her picture again. Looking at her nose, she really did have a shiny little ring perched through her nasal septum. When she saw yesterday’s ‘Slave Teacher’ article that she wanted her nose as the next prize, she knew that woman was unusual. It was because, as Ji-young, she had never thought of having a human do the koture that only livestock do.
With just that little ring, the cute girl was gone in an instant, leaving only the lecherous female. Gathering her spirits, Jiyoung shifted her gaze to her neck, where her choker was showing her picture. It was because there was the word ‘leash’ in her writing.
Around her neck was a black choker with a silver ring. When I first saw her, I thought she was just a neat choker, but when she saw the word ‘leash’ and looked at it again, it was a leash no matter how she looked at it. It was clear that the shining silver ring also existed to connect the lead string, not to add points.
-Gulp
Ji-young, who reminded herself of being punished and having such an obscene appearance, she unknowingly swallowed her saliva. Ji-young, who had barely stopped her miserable and lewd image of herself from coming to mind, lowered her scroll.
The next picture I saw was a picture of her pussy. A picture of her spreading her pussy with her own hands. Unlike her pierced pussy in ‘Slave Teacher’ yesterday, she thought it was a neatly shaved pink pussy.
Pierce was shining from below, not from above. A silver orb that glittered at the bottom of her wide-open cunt, asserting her presence. Jiyoung read the text under the picture and she could tell where the bead was connected through.
-Finally, the pussy and the ass were connected. It’s easy to take pictures of the pussy side, but the back side is difficult without lighting. You’ll have to be careful for a while until the hole is fully seated, but thank you for the reward.
The content of the text, written in a calm style, was like another world. Even more shocking was the fact that it was a prize requested by a group of stores.
-Beep. Tiririk.
Ji-young, who had been looking at her obscene posts for a while, heard the front door open. Startled by the sound, Ji-young ran to the front door. She opened the door and could only think of one person to enter. And that prediction was not wrong.
“Jiyoung Kim.”
Sungjae, who was standing at the entrance, glared at Jiyoung with her fierce eyes.
