Chapter 159 – 159. Minji Shin (01) Christmas Present
Upon arriving at the mansion, the slaves scattered to the rooms designated by Wisdom, unpacked, and gathered in the living room.
In order to look good to Seongjae, to be the first to be eaten by Seongjae, and to avoid being caught and punished, the slaves, dressed up as lewdly as possible, gathered in so-called factions and looked at each other with their eyes.
It is designed to support the chest with a string instead of a cup by hooking a nose hook to the nose to make a tall and pretty nose. Wearing a bra that does not cover the ring piercings shining from the nipple at all, and see-through stockings soaked in love juice and mottled around the waist. Soyoung, who was fastened with a garter belt.
Three mothers and daughters covering the upper body in an all-in-one made of see-through material that completely opens her breasts and pussy.
Jiyoung and Bomi are wearing bras with split cups that expose nipples and areolas, panties with a bottom opening that expose the pussy, and garter belts and stockings.
Mina, who can see through her slightly swollen belly through the slightly loose see-through slip with her breasts deeply pierced, and Minji, who was led by her hand and dragged down without wearing anything.
Ina, wearing a half-cup bra that covers her breasts and the entire back is empty, revealing her elastic buttocks and anus hidden between them, and next to Ina, a bra that doesn’t cover half of her breasts and T-panties that barely cover her butt. Sujeong holding back while wearing it.
Bitches wearing only a red leash and hanging a long leash on their naked bodies.
Ji-hye, who looked closely at the slaves dressed in red according to the dress code she specified, looked at Min-ji who was alone and said,
“Didn’t that sister say it was a gift for the owner?”
At Jihye’s words, Mina nodded her head in response.
“Huh. I’m going to pack it now. Ruler. Raise your arm.”
Min-ji, who was trembling with tension while looking at the slaves she had never seen before, slowly raised her arms at the words of Mina, the only person she knew.
Mina wrapped her red wrapping cord around the top of Minji’s big, soft breasts and made a colorful ribbon in front of her breastbone.
“Hmm…”
Mina glanced at her tight breasts and ribbons overflowing from the top and bottom of her tight straps, then moved her straps slightly so that they completely covered her nipples, then nodded her head.
“Good. This won’t be unpacked until the owner unpacks it. Oh, but don’t move too much. Just in case.”
After her brief warning, Mina wrapped her other string lengthwise around Minji’s body from one shoulder to her crotch and made her ribbon just above her hip bone.
“Hmm… If you do it from the front to the back, it might be annoying to unwrap it… But the string is too short for a cross wrap… Placing two ribbons in the same place is a little crazy… But since it’s only the chest, it’s flat underneath. .. Hmm…”
Looking at Minji wrapped in a red string, he made up his mind to go on as he muttered for a while, and brought a red box big enough for an adult woman to fit in.
“Come in here. Carefully… Slowly… Don’t unpack… Good.”
With Mina’s support, Min-ji went into her box and took her seat. Min-ji trembled at the tightening of her string wrapped around her own body and looked down at herself from outside her box. I looked at Mina.
“I’m going to put the lid on now. It may be a bit boring until the owner opens the lid, but bear with it. Okay.”
“Haa… Yes… Ms. Mina…”
In anticipation that after a while, she would be able to meet the master who would redeem and control her forever, Minji’s breathless answer was heard by Mina, and Mina put on a large lid suitable for the size of a large box.
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“Welcome! Master!”
Seongjae, who came to the mansion by taxi that Jihye had waited for, entered the living room greeted by slaves dressed in lewd and vulgar clothes.
“I will bring your luggage to the master’s room.”
Seongjae, who handed over the suitcase to Jeonga, who spoke politely, found a large box in the living room.
“What is that?”
Mina smiled brightly at Sungjae’s question.
“This is a Christmas present from me to the owner. Come over and open it.”
“A Christmas present?”
At the words she had never thought of, Seongjae tilted her head and approached the box.
Fairly large. Standing in front of a box that seemed to be enough for an adult to enter, Seongjae opened the lid without hesitation.
And I found a woman – Minji – sitting there with a ribbon wrapped around her naked body.
“…?”
Seongjae, who briefly looked at the eager eyes behind her glasses, asked Mina, who was standing next to her.
“What’s this?”
Looking down at herself with her emotionless expression, Minji, who was trembling with joy when she faced her master, whom she would serve in the future, was thrilled by her words of treating herself as an object.
‘Ah… I am this person’s possession from now on… Without permission, I can’t even feel the climax, and without permission, I can’t come down from the climax… A tool that I can’t even breathe on my own…’
Min-ji is under orgasm control and begs to feel the climax, herself who is constantly being injected with brain-burning climax and begging for a little rest, wearing a latex mask with a breathing tube and gasping for breath while being controlled with a small gesture. Mina’s mouth opened as she was imagining herself and wetting the strap covering her pussy.
“It is a gift to the master. Sister. Hurry up and say hello to the owner.”
Min-ji, who was in her lewd delusion, came to her senses at Mina’s words, staggered her body, got out of her box, and knelt at the feet of her Seongjae.
“Haha… Hello. Master… My name is Shin Min-ji, who hopes to become your slave forever from today. She is 34 years old with a height and weight of 170 and 56. Her three sizes are 87-52-91 with a 65F cup. Please… Accept me as your slave, a lecherous woman who wants everything to be controlled by you, including orgasm control and breath control.”
Seongjae, who was looking down at Minji who bowed her head while confessing her body information and propensity, lifted her foot and stepped on Minji’s back and said,
“Orgasm control… Breath control… Being my slave is not being a play partner who tailors the play you want. Of course there is no such thing as a safe word and you can’t end a relationship on your own will. You may have countless indelible marks on your body, and you may lose all of your social status. Do you still want to be my slave?”
Min-ji, whose forehead was pressed against the floor by her force pressing the back of her head, trembled and replied to Sung-jae’s words that she would handle herself as she wished.
“Haha… Yes. Yes… Please rule and control all of me. Master. Haha…”
Seongjae, who looked down at Minji as she answered in her sorrowful voice, put her foot down on the back of her head and opened her mouth.
“Wake up.”
At the short command, Min-ji stood up right away without hesitating, and her Seong-jae slowly glanced at Min-ji, who had an appearance that was not thought to be 34 years old.
Stylish short hair with curls at the ends.
Glasses that intelligently decorate sharp eyes.
Pointy nose and plump red lips.
A long neck that is perfect for one-handed tightening under a slim chin.
Clavicle cut deep below the shoulders level with the ground.
Big, bouncy breasts struggling to push the strings that were holding them back.
An absurdly narrow waist and hips that look more voluptuous in contrast.
A firm buttocks that went up a lot, and a strong thigh and calf that stretched long below it.
“Useful.”
Seongjae, who spoke of his impressions of the thick female body, which is not at all inferior even among slaves with outstanding looks, asked while drawing the packing string that passed over her pussy.
“He has a good attitude… And looks good… But what about his technique?”
Minji, drenched in her love juice, answered with her body trembling at the touch of a man she felt for the first time in her life through the packing string clinging to her cunt.
“Haha… I don’t have any experience… Hah… Lord, if the owner teaches me, I’ll learn it diligently. Uhm…”
Seongjae smiled at Minji’s answer as he just rubbed her tight thighs, not thinking about shaking off her hand on her cunt.
“Under. Are you a virgin? At 34?”
Min-ji, who blushed and lowered her head at the voice of Sung-jae, who seemed to be mocking and teasing somewhere, cried out at the thought that she might not be a slave because of the fact that she was a woman so unattractive that no other man ever looked at her. Begged.
“Huh… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Ha, but I’ll do my best, so please… Please accept me as a slave…”
Seongjae stretched out her hand, begged in a desperate voice, but held Minji’s chin, who couldn’t bear to lift her head, and said.
“You have to taste it to decide that, right? If the taste is good and the feeling is good, use it as a slave. If you don’t like it, throw it away.”
It wasn’t that she thought it important and kept it desperately, but there was only one answer that Min-ji could give as she rubbed her body at the voice of Seong-jae, who spoke of the girl she had kept for the entire 34-year-old as if it were a tasting food in the tasting corner.
“Haha… Yes… Please taste me as much as you want… Hag…”
