Chapter 193 – 193. Directed by Jiyoung Kim & Bomi Kwak & Soyoung Jeong (01)
-Clap… Clap… Clap… Clap… Clap…
When Minji, who had already consumed all of her semen, was licking Sungjae’s sticky dick with her own saliva.
The number, which had been going up one by one every time my slightly swollen belly became thinner, had already surpassed 20 and was heading towards 30.
-Jjigeuk… Jjigeuk… Jjigeuk…
“Hugh?! S, twenty-two! Haaah!!! Hmm! Twenty years old!!! Ugh! Haha! Smoul neet!”
‘My, what’s wrong with my body!!! Why does something like this make me feel good!!!’
Sujeong moves her waist while trembling at the tingling pain that arises every time she plunges her fist deep, while resenting the fist that moves against the wall and the anus, and her lustful body that has climaxed over and over again from the pleasure given by the arm.
Sujeong’s pussy was constantly writhing and spewing out love juice as if it was asking for it to be penetrated, and as the love juice flowed down the wrinkles and dripped down, the dirty puddle that formed on the floor grew little by little.
And after a while.
-Tsk!
“Hyaaaaa!!! Stand, stand, stand!!!”
-Sharp…
Sujeong, who shouted the last number and raised her trembling buttocks, fell sideways without even thinking about pulling out the fist stuck in her rear.
“Haaaaa…”
Sujeong collapsed on the cold marble floor for a while, letting out a shallow groan to cool her heated body, and then gave strength to her arms that were drenched in serous fluid.
-Zeueueuppppap!!!
A loud sound erupted from the anus, which had been stretched to the limit as the sphincter muscle stretched outwards, biting the thin wrist to the limit, and a small hand soaked in serous fluid came out of the hole, wide open and flailing.
“Hyaaaaa!!!”
The moment his hand came out of her anus, Sujeong felt an orgasm from the dizzying pleasure and let out a cry and convulsed. After a while, she finally caught her breath, raised her limp body, and knelt down on his knees.
“Haa… Ugh… Lord, Master… Ugh, thank you for watching the lewd slave, huh… Penetrating his own anus. Thank you. Haha…”
“Okay. Well done. “Let’s clean up and go back.”
Seongjae, who gave instructions to Sujeong, who was reporting with her face flushed with excitement and sweeping the floor with her disheveled hair, looked at Jihye and asked.
“Where next? Are you Jiyoung?”
Jihye, who was standing still next to the game board and watching Sujeong begin to lick up the love juices and serous juices that were soaking the floor, looked at Sena, who was repeatedly being lifted and dropped, and carefully answered Seongjae’s question.
“Yes. Yes. Master… But… There…”
Seongjae, who saw where Jihye’s gaze was heading as she blurted out the end of her words, smiled and said.
“You can just ask the other kids to do that. Jeong-ah and Areum, please go and take turns.”
“”Yes. Master.””
Jeong-ah, who answered Sungjae’s command with Areum, took turns with Bomi and then looked at Sena, who was writhing while being impaled by two dildos.
‘So why…’
“Phew…”
Jeong-ah looked down at Sena’s pitiful face and sighed softly, feeling more sad than relieved even though she knew that she had become a ‘drop tower’ in return for intentionally dropping her while pretending to help her. As Ji-young and Bomi reached out to Sena’s body, she sighed. I stood next to Soyoung.
“I can roll it, right?”
When Soyoung, who was waiting next to her game board, asked, Jiyoung, who was massaging her arm that was suffering from labor, nodded her head lightly.
“Then let’s see… What would be good… It would be nice if I got a 6… But even if that wasn’t the case, there would be something that would look good to the master or something that would make me happy… Well, I think it would be fine if it didn’t take a second. “Anything except 2!”
Soyoung, who had pointed out the spaces she could go to one by one, shouted out her prayers and threw her dice, and the dice rolled on the floor a few times before coming to a stop.
“It’s 6!”
After seeing the largest number that could come out of her dice, Soyoung let out an exclamation of joy and moved her piece.
“So, ‘scribble obscenities on your body equal to the number of rolls on the dice’?”
After reading the instructions written on the space where her horse moved six spaces, Soyoung raised her head and looked at her wisdom standing next to her and asked.
“Roll the dice again? Or the 6 that just came out?”
“All the dice…”
When her wisdom was about to answer Soyoung’s question, Seongjae cut her off.
“Why bother re-rolling something? Just do it with that number.”
“All right. Master. “Do you have any further instructions?”
Seongjae, who already felt that this order was lacking something, opened his mouth as soon as Jihye’s question was finished.
“It’s not fun to only have one person lose. Let’s just do this to each other on the team. And what else would be good… Okay. The maximum number of 6 is too small. It would be a good idea for each team member to receive the same number of dice. Do you think so too?”
Bomi’s anger rose as she looked at Sungjae’s glaring face, pretending to ask for her opinion when she could only say yes after spewing out her absurd words.
‘You piece of trash!’
However, the thoughts of Bomi, a slave of slaves, were not reflected, and positive answers flowed from the mouths of Jiyoung and Soyoung.
“Yes. “Master.”
“Yes. I also thought 6 was too few. “Master.”
Seongjae smiled and nodded, as if satisfied with the slaves’ positive response, and opened her mouth, looking at her wisdom.
“Then. Let’s do that… Ah. But when are you going to erase the graffiti?”
“I’m thinking of it as the end of the game, but you can change it to whatever time you want.”
Seongjae thought for a moment after hearing Jihye’s polite answer and then opened his mouth again.
“Let’s leave it until it disappears naturally. Ah. And don’t forget about ‘obscene graffiti.'”
‘What a dog. Joy. Still, I’m glad that the board marker is erased quickly.’
While Bomi was trying to write as plain graffiti as possible on Jiyoung’s body, she emphasized ‘obscene graffiti’ as if she had seen through her thoughts, and when she was swearing once again at Sungjae who glanced at her, she noticed that Soyoung was making fun of her. He turned around and said.
“Then. Shall I start first? Because it was originally my turn.”
“Okay. Let’s do that.”
Of course, Jiyoung, who didn’t think much about the order, nodded her head lightly and answered, and soon Jihye came with colorful pens.
“You can do it with this.”
‘If we write low-level graffiti, will this bitch do the same to us? Ha … I can’t do that … Because this year is the same year as the trash. ‘
She sighed inwardly and tried to take the pen Jihye gave her. Bomi discovered that the colorful pens Jihye was holding were not board markers. She was shocked and cried out.
“Now, wait! This is a name pen!”
Jihye frowned for a moment at her sudden shout and spoke in a brusque voice.
“Yes. Why is that?”
“Hey, this is a shooting star!”
“Yes. Of course, name pens are oil-based, right?”
Bomi felt as if a thousand dollars were burning inside her as she looked at Jihye who was looking at her crookedly and answering, but she knew what would happen if she let out this anger that was building up now, and she already experienced it once, so she suppressed her anger as much as possible.
She opened her mouth.
“Meteors are not erased naturally.”
“To be exact, it doesn’t get erased ‘well’. It will be erased in a few days. A week at most? If it’s inside, it’ll be erased, right? If you wash it, it may come off little by little. Well, if you wipe it lightly, it will come off a little faster, but that is far from the ‘natural’ thing the owner mentioned.”
‘Hey, you bitch, that’s what you’re saying!!! How are you supposed to go to work in a week!!! No, how can I catch a flight back before then!!!’
When Bomi was letting go of her anger after seeing the wisdom of her calm words, Soyoung took off a piece of cloth that didn’t even look like underwear and said in a puzzled voice.
“Of course you didn’t know it was a shooting star, right?”
Bomi, who was grinding her teeth inwardly, glared at Soyoung, who was fueling her with her own anger.
“What do you mean? Why is it obviously a shooting star?”
“If you do it with Mercury, it won’t be erased right away when you get scolded or humiliated by your master. “Then the graffiti has no meaning, right?”
Even after hearing the ridiculously absurd reason and the stern gaze of her master who was looking at her as if telling her to stop, Bomi lost her strength to fight back and lost her power in the hands of wisdom.
I took out my pen.
After confirming that Jiyoung and Bomi were holding her pen, Soyoung walked in front of Seongjae with brisk steps and opened her mouth.
“Then, master. Should I lie down on the floor? Or would it be better to stand up?”
“Do what’s comfortable for you. You can do it lying down and turning back and forth, or standing up. I really like the process of doodling. It would be fun to watch the doodles grow, but as long as I like the way the doodles look after they are finished, that’s all.”
After hearing Seongjae’s answer, Soyoung turned around and asked Jiyoung and Bomi.
“I guess I like it too. How are your sisters? “I think it’s better for the person using it to have a comfortable posture.”
“Um… Let’s lie down and do it. “It would be okay if you put the graffiti on the top, but if you put the graffiti on the bottom, it would be a bit uncomfortable.”
“Ah. That might be possible. All right. Sister. “Then I’ll lie down first.”
