Chapter 177 – 177. Choi Ji-Hye & Kwak Bo-Mi (01) Conflict
“Lord, Master! Can I, can I roll it?”
In any case, Ji-young, who was important to arrive at the last compartment and serve her master, nodded her head and said,
“Okay. You roll.”
After receiving the dice from Jiyoung, Bomi looked over the instructions between the first and sixth columns once more.
‘Haa… The sixth slot is the best…’
Bomi threw the dice, hoping that among the harsh instructions, the relatively easy instructions would be caught in the blank.
When the dice, which bounced and rolled on the floor, stopped, Ji-hye checked the eyes of the dice and said,
“It’s ‘5’.”
Disappointed that the 6 she had hoped for did not come out, Bomi searched her memory to find out what the instruction in the fifth column was.
‘So… It was about stabbing the neck 30 times…?!?! Do you see your neck?!’
A nonsensical word combined with a slang word that refers to a place connecting a person’s head and body and a female genital organ. Bomi was shocked when she remembered the word that refers to a woman’s throat as a way to relieve a man’s sexual desire.
Since she was enslaved, she has been raped countless times, but she has never been directly fucked and eaten, so she has never used a throat pussy.
But she soon regained her composure and she comforted herself.
‘That, yes… Lord, you received the big thing from that bastard… And endured it. Me, I can do it That, and the master… Is better than getting stabbed.’
Bomi, comforted by the fact that she didn’t have to watch Jiyoung, who was suffering from Seongjae stabbing her neck and pussy with a dildo, was about to ask Jihye for a dildo for her to use. A worried voice came out of his mouth.
“Ji, Hye-hye… Bomi has never used her neck pussy… My, can I do it? Of course, I know that the person who rolled the dice must do it, but…”
In response to Jiyoung’s cautious question, she said as if her wisdom was absurd.
“Still? No professor Since when did you become a slave to that unnie, have you still not developed your neck? Then what the hell has she been doing?”
She was jealous of Ji-young, who had been enslaved by Seong-jae before herself, who had been given obscene tattoos and Bomi as her slave.
“Because the owner didn’t use Bomi… There was no special order to develop one…”
Ji-young snorted at Ji-young’s excuse, which she couldn’t understand.
“Joy. So you’re saying it’s all your responsibility?”
When her wisdom spoke as if she was blaming her Seongjae, Ji-young, puzzled, hurriedly shook her hands, wondering if Master would accept it that way, and she denied the words.
“Oh no! Lord, it’s the master’s fault! It’s not like that…”
However, Ji-hye did not sit back and let Ji-young make her excuses to the end.
“And don’t you have to prepare things in advance even if the master doesn’t tell you? Do you think our bitches were developed because the owner ordered them to develop? It is prepared so that the owner can offer it right away whenever he asks for it.”
“No… That… Me, I was like that too… But that’s what Bomi is…”
At first, he did not harass Bomi, who became a slave because of him, without Seongjae’s direct order, and after he learned of Bomi’s feelings for him, he couldn’t accept her feelings and said that he was sorry that he only hurt her. When Ji-young, who hadn’t been there, was at a loss, unable to do this or that.
Sparks flew from Bomi’s eyes as she watched Ji-hye drive her beloved master with harsh words and absurd content.
‘No, but this young man? No matter how small the age difference is, he’s a professor!’
Ji-hye knew that her Bomi was glaring at her fiercely, but she met her eyes and smiled slightly lifting one corner of her mouth as if mocking, and then she fired at Ji-young again.
“Please take good care of the slave the master gave you. Professor. Why, while teaching me the techniques used when selling the body. Right now the owner isn’t very interested, but you never know when he might want to use it. Are you going to say things like, ‘I didn’t develop the neck region…’?”
In the end, Bomi, who couldn’t stand her anger, screamed at Ji-young’s words, which brought out Ji-young’s past.
“Hey! Are you crazy!? I said let’s see, let’s see, this mean bitch really climbs up without knowing the end!”
However, Ji-hye criticized Ji-young, pointing out her Bomi’s harsh words.
“Look at this. Professor. It’s not because the professor doesn’t manage it properly that Bomi unnie uses such vulgar words.”
“Hey! Are you kidding me right now!?”
Ignoring her own words, Bomi, who exploded at the sight of her wisdom saying something to her master, screamed at her and rushed at her, and Ji-young hurriedly stopped her.
“Bo, Bo My! Do not do that!”
“Let go! Master! I’ll fix that nasty bitch’s habit of not being properly home-trained!”
“It’s funny how someone who wants to use violence against people talks about home education.”
Bomi struggles to snatch her leash, which is the only thing her wisdom wears on her body while being held by her Ji-young.
Ji-young holds on to Bomi, who is a little bigger than herself.
Ji-hye smiles at Bomi, who is glaring at her with her eyes burning with anger.
Seongjae, who had been watching Mina and Minji’s faces with semen once and buried her languid body on the sofa, watched the slaves play.
“Come here, all three.”
– Flinched.
The three slaves, who stopped fighting at the voice of Seongjae, trembled and licked the semen on each other’s faces, Mina and Minji, and Sena, who was still squirming and wriggling, with Ina licking the liquid between the legs. Approached the place
As soon as he arrived in front of her eyes, Seongjae, who looked at the three slaves on her knees one by one, asked Ji-hye, who glanced at her and looked at her.
“I told you to show her eye candy, so that was a fight between slaves?”
Ji-hye, who was confused by Seong-jae’s anger, which she had experienced for the first time since becoming a slave, shook her head at Seong-jae’s voice filled with her annoyance and made an urgent excuse.
“Oh no! Master! I-I prepared this…!”
However, Seongjae, who was resting his head on the arm resting on the back of the sofa, cut off the words of wisdom and asked again.
“However? But why did you guys fall in love with scratching her bomi gently and beating each other?”
Wisdom, who couldn’t say that the reason why she criticized Ji-young and scratched Bomi’s nerves was because she didn’t like Bomi, who wasn’t loyal to her master even after receiving the nasty and lascivious tattoos and piercings she hadn’t received yet. Go away
“That, that’s…”
Of course, Seongjae was somewhat aware of Wisdom’s way of thinking, envying and jealous of slaves who were enslaved before him or those who had tattoos or piercings that would lead his life to ruin. The reason was roughly guessed.
‘Well… That’s probably why Senna was scratching like that too. It’s not that bad, so it’s a mistake to leave it alone. Tsk. If I give them a reward or punishment, they’ll try to restrain themselves.’
Seongjae, who has been consistently humiliating, but worried that he might fall into something too violent rather than ruining his slave, has refrained from humiliation that gets closer to the destruction that Ji-hye really wants. And I remembered how many penalty points it was.
‘Isn’t there any wisdom? Hmm… I’ve never given a shop a penalty point for all bitches. Under…’
Seongjae, who remembered that bitches who obeyed without making big mistakes like loyal ‘dogs’ to their masters rarely received penalty points, and that as the number of slaves increased, they never gave stores that were persecuted. I decided to think of a way to drive it, and turned my gaze to look at Jiyoung and opened my mouth.
“And you. Jiyoung Kim. Didn’t I tell you to manage slaves properly? Are my words funny?”
Bomi, who hid her nervous and dissatisfied face with her head lowered, and Ji-young, who were holding her hands tightly, hurriedly answered Seongjae’s question.
“Oh no! Master! The master’s words are ridiculous! Absolutely not!”
As Ji-young spoke in her earnest voice, Seong-jae pointed at her Bomi with her chin and asked again.
“Then why did it run amok? I think I made it clear. Minimize quarrels between slaves, and even if they do, do not use your body. No?”
As the number of slaves rapidly increased after MT, Ji-young, remembering the warning Seong-jae gave to all the slaves, who was concerned that there would be quarrels or conflicts between slaves, lowered her head and answered with a crawling voice.
“Ha, you did. Master.”
“However. But why did that bitch run up to Ji-hye? Didn’t you tell me?”
“That, that…”
“It’s your fault if you didn’t tell me. Even if I told you, it’s your fault for not managing the slave properly. What?”
“That, so…”
To her continued questioning, Jiyoung couldn’t answer and just hesitated, and Bomi, who was worse than that, stepped forward.
“Lord, the master told me everything. I got angry and forgot about it for a while. It’s my fault. Master, you did nothing wrong.”
‘I can’t let the owner be humiliated by that bastard because of me…’
Once again, when Bomi, who did not want her beloved master to be disadvantaged because of her, said that she took full responsibility for her, Seongjae’s cold gaze turned to Bomi.
“You would have said that last time? Jiyoung is responsible for all your faults? Jiyoung will be punished for that and you will be punished by Jiyoung. Have you already forgotten? I think you said that a while ago?”
Bomi also remembered. Seniors and juniors. Seongjae’s warning that she heard the day she completely abandoned the relationship of sister and brother and became a true slave and master.
‘Ugh… It’s all because of that crazy bitch.’
After failing to turn her Seongjae’s wrath on herself, Bomi gnashed her teeth and she glared at her wits for causing this debacle.
However, her wisdom at the end of Bomi’s gaze escaped the fear of Seongjae’s anger, which she experienced for the first time, and was trembling in strange anticipation.
‘Will I finally be able to be punished by my master? Haha… Uh, what punishment will you give me? Twitch Revealed? Pierce? Stigma? I’m sorry…’
