Chapter 8 – 008. Kim Ji-Young (08) Tattoo Shop
After enjoying Jiyoung’s body and getting ready, it was around 2 o’clock when I came out. Sungjae, who bought a set of sandwiches and drinks at a nearby sandwich shop, handed one set to Jiyoung, who was following him with his head down.
“Eat. I’m going to get a tattoo and go shopping for clothes.”
“Thank you. Master.”
Jiyoung answered with a crawling sound and took the sandwich and drink and began to eat. Seongjae also took a bite and moved on. The destination is a regular tattoo & piercing shop where all the tattoos and piercings of slaves are done.
Jiyoung was trying to somehow catch up with Seongjae, who was walking with a normal stride, with small movements. Fast. It would be nice if they followed with a confident step, but Jiyoung’s clothes were not suitable for that.
No panties. No bra. Black tight skirt. The thin white blouse had three buttons unbuttoned, revealing the breastbone.
It was Jiyoung’s current outfit. Even the thin white blouse felt like it was frozen and her inner flesh was showing through. Her large breasts, which were not covered by a bra, would fluctuate greatly with the slightest movement, and it seemed as if they would spill out between the undone buttons.
Before leaving there, it felt as if a lot of semen was leaking out of her pussy. The semen flowed down her thighs when the force that actually held her pussy was weakened. Whenever he felt that way, Jiyoung walked with her thighs as close together as possible, making the semen rub against both thighs and making it as faint as possible. Walking in such a situation, it seemed that everyone passing by around me was looking at me.
“Woman uh…”
“There’s a girl…”
“I want to eat…”
“Office…”
“White…”
Besides, I felt that all the whispering voices passing by seemed to be directed at me. There were people who actually looked at Jiyoung and talked about it, but most of them had nothing to do with Jiyoung. But Jiyoung couldn’t know that. His steps slowed down, and the distance from Seongjae only increased.
After going for a while, Seongjae stopped in front of an alley. It was an alley with shops.
“Come fast.”
“Yes! Yes. Master…”
At Seongjae’s urging, Jiyoung increased her walking speed a little, but it was still slow. While walking, Jiyoung was worried about what to do if Seongjae urged her one more time, but Seongjae’s mouth did not open again until he was in front of Seongjae.
“It’s ahead. Let’s go.”
Seongjae started walking into the alley. As he said, Seongjae soon entered a building with a sign that said ‘Special Things’. After entering, the interior was wider than expected, brighter and softer than expected.
“Oh. Sungjae! Did you come soon? Is there another woman over there?”
A woman sitting at the counter and using her smartphone greeted Seongjae and Jiyoung as they entered the shop.
“It’s new. Two tattoos, please.”
In contrast, Seongjae simply spoke of his purpose.
“If you’re so blunt, all the slaves will run away?”
“Nothing like that, so leave it alone. Put a cock pouch under your chest, slightly outside your right leg, like this picture.”
They handed over a piece of paper that indicated when it was made, scales and letters written on the bridge, and how many cm the interval between scales should be.
“You put this on your leg? I think you’re really good at coming up with amazing things. Same with the piercing between the pussy and the anus last time.”
“That’s not what I thought, it’s what he asked me to do?”
“Huh~ How can a scoundrel like you keep such pretty kids alive? So does this sister.”
“Park Hye-yeon, you too will know if you become a slave.”
“That’s a bit~. Sister. Would you like to go into the room over there and wait? I’ll do it soon.”
Ji-young entered the treatment room following the words of Hye-yeon, who was talking intimately with her as if she knew about Seong-jae’s slavery. She sat on the bed in the room and after a while she thought of the things she would put on her body. When she arrived at the tattoo parlour, she began to realize that there were permanent marks left on her body.
“Unnie was so nervous~. It’s over quickly, and it doesn’t hurt that much. Relax. I’ll prepare it soon and make it pretty.”
Ji-young, who was worried as she thought about her tattoo, heard a bright voice in her ears. She was Hyeyeon, the tattooist who was talking to Seongjae.
“Yes…”
She said that Hyeyeon was pretty, but she didn’t think anything that would be engraved in the future would become pretty no matter what.
“Other friends also made me pretty. I was satisfied that everything was pretty. Don’t worry.”
Other friends. She was obviously referring to the other two slaves. I thought of the tattoos on their bodies. These were terribly lewd things. But the two were proud of their tattoos on Twitch.
“I told you to relax, but you seem to be more nervous… It hurts more when you are nervous.”
She was Hyeyeon, who kept talking to her while preparing the tattoo tools. However, Chaeyoung kept her mouth shut because she was vague about answering something.
“Phew. I’ll start slowly. Lie down there First on the chest side. Where exactly Sister tell me the location.”
Hyeyeon, who was talking nonstop, finished her preparations and asked where the procedure would be performed. Jiyoung took off her blouse, lay down, lifted her breasts, and pointed out where she wanted them.
“Hmm. It’s only two letters and it’s not that big, so it won’t take long. Can you keep holding on to my chest and not moving?”
Taking off her blouse immediately exposed her breasts without her bra, but Hyeyeon didn’t seem to care about that.
– Nod.
“You are very silent. It’s different from other slaves, so I can’t get used to it. Anyway, I’ll make it pretty soon.”
And the operation started right away. Chaeyoung felt a tingling sensation at the location where the writing was being engraved, causing her to flinch involuntarily.
“Sister~. It doesn’t come out pretty when it moves.”
Then she immediately heard a restraining word. Chaeyoung wondered for a moment what the problem might be if the word ‘fuck house’ didn’t come out pretty, but she tried not to move her body as much as possible, thinking that she might be caught by Sungjae. . As Hyeyeon said, her procedure was over in no time.
“Sister, it’s over. How is it?”
Hyeyeon asked while holding up her mirror. Chaeyoung’s eyes caught the word ‘fuck house’ written clearly on her own body reflected in her mirror.
“Did it come out pretty?”
– Nod.
I couldn’t have reacted otherwise.
“Yes? Hi-Hi. Let’s finish her leg side too and show it to Seongjae. Oh, take off your skirt.”
Saying that, Hyeyeon put away her mirror and moved to her leg.
“I made it like a design. Ugh. It is sincerity. Qualitative.”
Looking at Hyeyeon talking to herself while checking the picture again, Jiyoung asked.
“Do I have to… Take it off?”
“Huh? Why? Considering that ‘Whore’ is at the top, it would be better to take it off? Even if I lift it up, I think it will be comfortable to do the procedure if I lift it all up from the waist.”
Hearing her words, Jiyoung helplessly took off her skirt. Soon, Ji-young’s lower body was exposed, with no panties on.
“Ah~ Unnie, were you wearing no panties? Are you okay. You said it earlier. Did I do all the other piercings? Don’t worry, I’ve only seen her pussy once or twice.”
Jiyoung blushed and lay down on her bed without saying a word to her. But Jiyoung’s concern wasn’t just her no panties. While she was laying down as she carved the ‘pocket’, the problem was the semen dripping from her cunt and soaking her skirt.
Ji-young hoped that she would remain hidden until her please procedure was over. But that wish did not come true.
“What? Did she come out with semen in her sister’s cunt? Ugh, wait a minute. Let’s put some support on it. The bed is dirty.”
Hye-yeon, who was trying to write ‘Whore’ at the top, found semen dripping from Ji-young’s pussy.
“Listen to your waist, sister. I brought some tissues. Oh sister, lose your strength. Just let it flow.”
“Oooh…”
Jiyoung lifted her waist slightly and whined at her embarrassment.
“Ugh. Sungjae is also Sungjae. Either clean up a little or give me time to do it.”
Hyeyeon grumbled and continued her treatment. Jiyoung was so ashamed that she was showing her cum-dipping pussy to a woman she had never seen before, and her tears welled up in her eyes.
How much time had passed of her shame. The tingling sensation around her ankles was gone.
“Sungjae! Done! Come in and see!”
Soon, Sungjae entered the operating room.
“How is it? Satisfaction?”
Seongjae saw the marks and words on Jiyoung’s legs.
“Listen to your heart.”
Jiyoung lifted her breasts, exposing her ‘cockhole’.
“Do you like it?”
“Yeah…I like it. Master…”
No matter what her true intentions were, Ji-young had to be liked by her.
“Good. I deposited it.”
“Hey. Extra Fee My Damn I spilled her cum and soiled the bed.”
“Ha… Ok. I’ll deposit more. Get dressed and come out.”
“Yes… Master…”
“Sister. Throw the tissues in the trash can over there.”
After the two of them left, Ji-young, who was left alone in her treatment room, inserted her fingers into her cunt and scraped off as much semen as she could, wiping it off on my tissue. She wanted to scrape it all off, but Seongjae would scold her if it took too long, so she gave up.
When she puts on the skirt and looks at her legs, she sees that ‘Darling’ is half covered. This skirt, coming just above her knees, will be the last one today. I looked up at her skirt while living. As ‘Slut’ was pulled up to full exposure, she seemed to be able to see her cunt with just a little movement.
“Ha…”
She let out a sigh. She realized again that this was the length she was permitted to go forward. But she already has tattoos. She had no way back. After tidying up her skirt, Ji-young left her room and left the shop with Seong-jae.
“Come again sister~! I’ll make it prettier then.”
Hearing Hye-yeon’s bright greeting, Ji-young worried that she might come here again, and she followed Seong-jae, who was walking ahead.
