Chapter 114 – 114. Kim Ji-Young & Kwak Bo-Mi (05) Master and Slave. And Masters and Slaves.
-Sister. After work, get ready and come to my room.
As she left the examination room, Bomi’s expression distorted as she read Jiyoung’s message she hadn’t received in a while. It was because I knew the meaning contained in a short sentence.
‘Look at what that bastard ordered. Under…’
While Bomi was grumbling inwardly, a middle-aged man who came out of the chief prosecutor’s office saw Bomi’s expression and asked.
“Bomi. What’s going on?”
“Oh, no.”
“Okay…? If you have any difficulties, tell me right away. I will help you as much as possible.”
‘What can you do to help? A bastard who has no choice but to try it once.’
Bomi internally cursed at her chief prosecutor, who always scans her body insidiously, and who always looks at her with lustful eyes, but her expression brightens and she opens her mouth.
“Thank you for your words.”
“Haha, what are you thankful for? It is natural to help Bomi, the mascot of our Detective Division 3.”
‘It’s not like I was wearing my hair at the training center after playing for a mascot or something. You bastard.’
Bomi, annoyed at being treated like a trinket in her department, struggled to control her expression and opened her mouth.
“Mascot…Don’t talk like that…”
However, the chief prosecutor, not knowing what Bomi was thinking, said in a calm voice.
“By the way… I was thinking of having a simple dinner today… Should I go with the mascot too? Other prosecutors don’t come often, probably because the mascot hasn’t been attending dinners lately.”
‘No, but this bastard is real. I’m annoyed that I have to see the trash bastard.’
Bomi, who struggled with her desire to spit her curse in the face of the chief prosecutor, who spoke with a sinister smile, said as if she was very sorry.
“I’m so sorry… I have a prior appointment today… I’ve already postponed it several times because of me, so I can’t postpone it again…”
“Hmm… What. If that’s the case, there’s nothing you can do…”
Leaving behind the chief prosecutor who was making a very displeased expression, Bomi left her branch office and hurriedly headed to the officetel.
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“What else is the bastard trying to do… Ha…”
As she entered the room assigned to her, Bomi let out a sigh of relief and began to undress her.
“But why didn’t that bastard touch me directly? I’d rather be fucked than to see Jiyoung gasp and be happy being crushed by that bastard…”
She has been enslaved for several months. She was called quite a few times and was raped along with Ji-young, but Bomi threw off all the clothes she was wearing, wondering that she had never received her cock. I took out her underwear, which was specified.
“Ha…”
Wearing lewd underwear designed solely to stimulate men’s sexual desire and designed to show rather than cover, Bomi sighs as she sees herself reflected in the mirror of her dressing table, then takes off her nightgown soon anyway. I put on my clothes and left her room.
“Yes yes. I did as you requested. Yes. Thank you for using… Ha. The real world is wide and there are many crazy bastards. Well, it’s me, as long as you pay well…”
She came out into the hallway and headed to Ji-young’s room across the room, but Bomi was taken aback when she noticed a woman walking away from the phone a few steps in front of her. She couldn’t believe it because she didn’t expect someone to be in the hallway.
‘Haa… Nothing’s going to happen.’
Knowing that even if she unlocks the door and enters her room now that the door has already been closed, Bomi, knowing that she will not be able to avoid showing herself to a stranger, curses inside her and bows her head to Ji-young. Walked towards the room.
And the woman also found her bomi.
“Oh fuck! It’s a surprise.”
Surprised and swearing, the woman glanced over at Bomi, who was wearing only underwear that was more lewd than she could imagine.
“What. There was another prostitute. Ah. That’s why there was so much food.”
‘Ha… Let’s wait…’
Bomi, who knows her own personality, realized something strange about her while trying to put up with her woman’s selling.
‘Wait for a sec. Also…? That means you saw another whore, or a woman who looked like a whore… And where she was standing…!!!’
Bomi denied the thoughts that were running through her head, and she hurriedly started running toward Ji-young’s room.
“Why are you running so fast? Is your pussy itching because you want to get semen like the bitch who went first?”
‘This, you trash bastard!!!’
Convinced that Ji-young’s disgraceful appearance must have been shown to this unknown woman by the woman’s ridicule, Bomi pressed the doorbell of Ji-young’s room, cursing Seong-jae in her heart.
‘Open the door! Hurry!’
As Bomi shouted into her heart, her door lock unlocked, and Bomi quickly grabbed her doorknob and turned it.
“Wow?!?!”
As soon as she opened the door, she hurriedly entered the front door and closed the door, shocked by the sight of Ji-young holding her hips high toward the door and trembling her body.
“Hyaaaaagh! Oh, sister!!!”
“Jiyoung! Are you okay? Pup! How could you do this to Jiyoung!!!”
Ji-young, who was cooling her body from the coldness of the floor, trembled with pleasure once again at the fact that she showed a disgraceful appearance to her older sister who took care of her, and Bomi felt that Seong-jae would have forced this to the person she loved more than anyone else in the world. He cursed and moved his body to deal with Jiyoung.
And then Sungjae came out of her room.
“Isn’t that ‘bastard’ referring to me?”
“Suck?!”
It was a curse that she uttered, but Bomi, who did not think that Seongjae, who was in a closed room, heard it, swallowed her breath in embarrassment.
“Hmm… Jiyoung is not good at managing her slaves. Should I manage it myself…”
At the cold murmur of her Sungjae, Jiyoung, who was panting with her cheek on the floor, spoke hastily.
“I-I will teach you better! Haha… Uh, so please!”
Ji-young desperately begged, knowing that if Seong-jae took care of her herself, the insults she would inflict on Bomi with her assistant would be incomparably harsher than before. Said.
“Tsk. It’s kind of like a master taking back what she gave to a slave. But. Do you know if it will continue to be like this in the future?”
“Yes! Yes I will teach you well. Master! Thank you!”
“Get some food and come in.”
Seongjae, who gave her order, went back into the room, and Jiyoung struggled to get her body up and grabbed the plastic bag with food with her trembling hands.
“I, I will take it. Master.”
Bomi, who corrected her words while trying to do what she normally did, took the plastic bag that her Jiyoung was holding in her hand and followed Sungjae into the room.
“Ah… Uh, sister!”
Ji-young, who took her plastic bag in an instant, panicked and followed Bomi into the room. And as soon as she entered the room, she had to get Seongjae’s cold gaze.
“Sister?”
When Seongjae pointed it out, Jiyoung immediately knelt on her floor and bowed her head.
“Hick! Sin, sorry! Oh, it’s been called that for so long that I don’t even know…”
“I don’t think it’s been a minute since I warned you… I think you need to be punished.”
“If only I could be forgiven by my master, uh, I’ll accept any punishment. Master.”
‘Pup. How much Jiyoung likes you and cares for you…’
Bomi table looks at Ji-young, who is enduring numerous insults and shame without being able to convey her feelings because of the past and the relationship between master and slave, and resentful at Seong-jae, who monopolizes Ji-young’s love even though he does not know such a heart. I stopped laying food on top and knelt on the floor.
“I will take all the scolding and punishment that will be inflicted on the master, so please forgive the master.”
“Eh, Eup! Bo-bo-miya?!”
Even though she had a dissatisfied expression on her face, Seongjae looked down at Bomi, who knelt down on her knees asking for forgiveness for Jiyoung, and Jiyoung, who almost said the word ‘sister’ again, and opened her mouth with a smile.
“What. It seems to have been taught well that slaves must serve their masters. Good. So, Jiyoung’s punishment should be Bomi’s. Before that, let’s fill the stomach first. Get up, both of you.”
“Oh no! I-I’ll take my punishment! Bo, please look at Bomi. Master!”
Unexpectedly, Ji-young, who did not know that her Sung-jae would accept Bomi’s request, hurriedly begged, and Bomi hugged Ji-young’s shoulder next to her and whispered softly.
“No. I’m fine. Master. It’s actually because of me that the master has been scolded and punished like this, so it’s right that I’m responsible. Please let me take responsibility.”
“Ha, but! Lord, to be punished by the master!”
When Ji-young tried to stop Bomi, who did not know that the punishment she received from Seong-jae and the punishment she was forced to take because of her Seong-jae’s orders were on a different level, Seong-jae laughed and said.
“It feels good to see such a good relationship between the master and the slave I have connected. I can’t stand still when I see these wonderful images of people sacrificing themselves for each other. I’ll make a small bet and if you guys win, I’ll do nothing.”
