Chapter 271 – 271. Kwak Bomi (03) Semen Shower
“It seems like the winner of the semen collection has been decided. Then, we will invite the person who gets the opportunity to pour semen on the face of the slave who came in last place to the stage!”
As the DJ shouted, a person holding a beer bottle full of semen made his way through the crowd and onto the stage.
He is not short, but is one head taller than DJ.
With distinct and provocative features and lightly wavy blonde hair.
Revealing bronzed skin that stands out for its healthy beauty.
Wearing a tight mini dress that hugs her bursting breasts, ridiculously small waist, and voluptuous hips.
As a gorgeous and beautiful woman, with a purse shining with the world-famous logo slung over her shoulder, walked up to the stage holding a glass bottle full of semen, her eyes sparkled with interest.
‘Like? Female? Even if you take out the heels, you’ll still be 180, right?’
However, rather than being interested, Seongjae, who wanted to punish Bomi for giving up her fight even at the risk of being splashed with semen from a man she did not know, called her staff and told them.
“Go tell G. Please sit back. And…”
As soon as Sungjae finished speaking, a staff member quickly walked up to the stage and whispered into Bomi’s ear, who was still sitting with her back turned.
“First, he turns around and tells me to take good care of the scribbles on my ‘face’ that don’t have even a little bit of semen on them because they will be tattooed.”
‘What?! What kind of crazy talk is this!?’
Bomi, who was shocked to hear that the obscene scribbles all over her body might become tattoos, turned her head and looked at her.
Sungjae smiled, gesturing to Bomi, who was looking at her with her shocked eyes, as if to turn around and sit down.
‘That crazy bastard!’
Bomi wanted to get up right away and grab Seongjae, who was laughing so shamelessly, by the collar, but then she remembered that even her face, which was barely covered, might be revealed, and she might end up in a worse situation than that, so she turned around, letting go of her anger. Sat down
‘Well, the semen… On the graffiti… Ah, the front will be fine… The problem is the back… The tattoos on my back and buttocks… If I want to spill it on my back…’
The DJ spoke as Bomi, sitting on her knees facing the crowd and placing her hands on her tightly pressed thighs, was thinking about how to thoroughly release her dirty semen onto her body.
“Now then, from now on, this woman here is going to give semen to Ms. G…?!”
The woman who took the microphone from the DJ hosting the event left the embarrassed DJ behind and opened her mouth, looking in the direction where Bomi’s eyes had been looking a moment ago.
“It’s probably a good idea to throw this in. You. I’d like to meet with you personally. How do you feel?”
As the clear voice echoed through the club, several people with good ears tilted their heads.
‘Uh? Wait a minute… This voice was earlier…’
‘It’s similar to the voice that said something about rape?’
‘But would a woman like that say that?’
‘How could someone who paid $100 for one ejaculation say such obscene things? Isn’t it? Is there any possibility that she can buy other people’s semen without any hesitation?’
When people with doubts were confused and unable to accept the gap between his lustful voice and his calm, clear voice, So Young-man, who felt superior after hearing people praising Seongjae’s cock and envying themselves as Seongjae’s tools and slaves, said that the woman I was sure it was this woman.
‘Ah! It’s her! Haha… I asked to be raped… Haha… I ended up here… Will the master accept it? Ha, uh… Can she be our colleague?’
However, most people who enjoyed the pornographic show and heard only what they wanted to hear did not realize that the two were the same person, and the same was true for Seongjae, who was watching the slaves shaking their butts in shame and pleasure.
‘Why are you asking to see me? Hmm… It looks delicious… No matter how I look at it, it doesn’t look like it would be a slave… I would try something if it had a weakness, but that’s not it either…’
Seongjae, who did not want to waste time on a woman who was not a slave and could not possibly be made a slave, stared quietly at the stage.
When there was no reaction, let alone the answer she had hoped for, the woman frowned for a moment and spoke.
“Good. This time, I’ll just pour this in and go down. But I will definitely meet you. “Remember it.”
After finishing her declaration, the woman threw her microphone to the DJ and approached Bomi.
Bomi, who heard the sound of her high heels getting closer and her body trembled slightly, closed her eyes tightly and raised her head.
The woman looked down with jealous eyes at Bomi, who had half of her face covered by her mask, and lifted her beer bottle, which was dripping with semen, and tilted it slightly.
Her semen, which was filling her beer bottle, began to hang down from the tip of the tilted spout of her beer bottle, and soon the white liquid mixed with the lust of countless men landed on Bomi’s high nose.
“Huh!”
Bomi, who had experience with a man but had never used her mouth before, and of course had never imagined receiving his semen on her face, was disgusted by the sticky and unpleasant sensation she felt at the tip of her nose. I groaned.
However, the semen filled with her beer bottle continued to pour down on Bomi’s face, and it flowed down her high nose, cheeks that were red with shame, and down her slender chin. 〉
Bomi hated the feeling of the semen sticking to her skin and dripping down, but she had to let this semen flow out in scribbles all over her body. Even though she was trembling at her rising disgust, she moved her head slightly to look at her. Controlled the flow of semen.
The effort seemed to work as the semen that flowed down her face skimmed over the obscene scribbles on her neck and landed on her breasts covered in graffiti.
People cheered as they saw the semen flowing down the softly curved hill and across the canyon that formed between the hills, touching the flesh that was infinitely lacking compared to the other slaves next to it, but had its own volume.
“I never thought I’d see a semen shower!”
“I haven’t even poured half of it yet, but there is so much!”
“Shit! “I should have been there!”
Bomi, who was struggling to keep her semen from reaching the graffiti while enduring the goosebumps-like sensation of bugs crawling on her body, trembled with dizzying shame when she heard obscenities directed at her, and hoped that this hellish time would end quickly.
‘I-Because this is the last one… Ugh… If I just get all of this… Well, then I can go into the room…’
However, unlike Bomi’s wishes, the speed at which the viscous semen poured out was infinitely slow.
When the beer bottle the woman was holding was about half empty, her semen, which had been flowing down Bomi’s body, passed over her smooth lower abdomen without any flab and began to pool between her thighs, which were tightly pressed against each other.
Bomi, feeling the sticky and unpleasant mucus gathering in her, tilted her head back as far as possible and changed her position so that the semen flowing down the side of her face could flow down her back.
However, contrary to her Bomi’s wishes, more semen flowed along the trail left by the semen that had flowed earlier, and only a small amount of her semen flowed over her shoulder.
‘So little… Etc… And for it to flow down to her ass…’
Bomi was anxious as she remembered the graffiti on her back, but what she could do was extremely limited as she could not disobey the instructions to receive it with ‘her face’.
‘Turn her head slightly and push her shoulders forward…’
It was quite a funny position to look at and difficult to maintain, but Bomi had no choice but to endure her shame and pain as she was forced to cover up her scribbles by pouring more semen down her back.
‘There’s nothing shameful about it anymore… I masturbated in front of so many people and even got her semen all over my body…’
However, no matter how much she tried to calm herself down, the shame that came from her criticism and ridicule did not go away.
“Make a fuss to somehow put more on her body. “How much do you like semen?”
“It looks like you really like cum. Well, she went around exposing her pussy to criminals.”
“Wow. Never thought I’d see a bitch covered in semen in person. Put it in her hair too!”
Everyone who was satisfied with the sight of Bomi covered in semen poured out words and broke into Bomi’s heart.
Her Seongjae was satisfied with the sight of Bomi’s entire body being submerged in a white turbid liquid.
‘It’s not bad for something that suddenly occurred to me. It’s a shame she wasn’t able to capture it on video. Hmm… Anyway, what happens to her scribbles? The graffiti in front of her was covered in semen…’
As Sungjae was thinking about Bomi’s doodle, leaving behind a little regret, the woman standing on her stage completely turned over the almost empty bottle.
The semen stuck to the inside of her beer bottle slowly flowed down the glass wall, and after pouring every last drop onto Bomi’s face, the woman placed the empty glass bottle on the floor and walked down her stage.
At that time, Bomi felt the semen that had spilled onto her back and landed on her buttocks, and she let out a sigh of relief.
‘Haa… That’s it… Everything… Buried…’
The DJ, who had a mocking expression on his face as he watched semen flowing from Bomi’s body, glanced at Sungjae, the show’s host, and announced the end of the show.
“This is the end of the three lewd slaves’ masturbation show! If you enjoyed it, we would be grateful if you could applaud and cheer the host of this show and leave!”
