Chapter 272 – 272. Kwak Bomi (04) Love Juice Shower
“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!”
As soon as the DJ finished speaking, everyone who had enjoyed the dirty show left the club, saying one by one.
“It was the best! “Do it again next time!”
“Isn’t it done in Korea?”
“Thanks for telling me on the street earlier, friend!”
“Ah… I want to eat it…”
The person who stayed until the end and watched the stage with eyes full of regret was kicked out by the staff, and Sungjae went up on the stage.
The three slaves, who were kneeling on the stage they had defiled, looked at Seongjae approaching, thinking differently.
‘Ah… Master… I won! Ha… Sang… Hmm…’
‘Master… Were you satisfied with my masturbation show…?’
‘Bogbigi …’
The DJ, who was cleaning up the microphone, looked with envious eyes at Sungjae, who was enslaving women with fantastic bodies.
‘You must have a lot of money, right? Even though their dicks were huge… I still want to use these women as slaves… Sigh… I want to use these bitches as slaves, if only for a day…’
Seongjae, who went up on stage feeling gazes filled with different emotions, glanced at Bomi’s body, which was covered in semen.
“Let’s see… Graffiti without semen on it…”
Seongjae carefully scanned the graffiti on Bomi’s body, found clean graffiti without anything on it, and opened his mouth with an evil smile.
“Is there something clean? “I guess the fact that you kept this after twisting her body and smearing it with semen means that you really wanted to do this, right?”
A scream like a scream came out of Bomi’s mouth when she heard that there was graffiti without semen on it.
“Well, that can’t be possible! Yes, even on your back! “It’s all on her butt!”
“Bomi!”
Jiyoung shouted a warning to Bomi, who was so shocked that she forgot to use polite words. She bowed her head to Seongjae and asked for her forgiveness.
“Sorry. Master. Slave education was inadequate. Please forgive me.”
When Bomi saw her master begging for her forgiveness with his beautiful hair in the puddle of her love, she lowered her head, feeling as if her heart was breaking.
“S-sorry. “The owner told me well, but I was so surprised… Ha, but I really got covered in semen.”
Seongjae, who followed Jiyoung and begged for her forgiveness, but also grinned at Bomi, who said that all of her scribbles were covered in semen, took out her smartphone and took a picture of Bomi’s buttocks.
-Click.
The sound of the shutter echoed through the club where the staff was cleaning, and Sungjae, who took her evidence, held out his smartphone in front of Bomi and said,
“You see for yourself. How is it? “Do you think there’s semen on it?”
Bomi, who had her head down, carefully lifted her head and looked at her smartphone held out towards her.
And she found it.
An arrow pointing between her buttocks.
Written in two lines above the arrow, ‘Please fuck a virgin with anal pussy!’
Obscene graffiti without any semen on it.
“Ah… Ah…”
Bomi completely believed that the semen that had flowed down near her waist had touched her doodle. She made a dumb noise and looked blankly at her smartphone where the doodle with no trace of her semen was displayed.
‘Oh, that’s ridiculous… That kind of obscene sentence… On my body?’
Seongjae grinned as he saw Bomi’s face covered in semen turn into despair and said in a quiet voice.
“Should I give it a chance?”
Bomi, who was in despair thinking about the misery of having to live with an obscene sentence tattooed on her waist, did not immediately understand Seongjae’s sudden words and asked back foolishly.
“Eh…?”
Seongjae spoke to Bomi with a smile.
“I will give you a chance. Of course, I will get a tattoo. But whatever. If you follow the instructions, it could be a different tattoo than the graffiti you have now.”
After hearing that she would eventually have to get a tattoo, but that she could avoid an indecent sentence, Bomi answered without hesitation for a moment.
“Okay, thank you. “If you give me the chance, I will follow any instructions.”
Sungjae smiled when he saw Bomi bowing her head in gratitude and called out to the DJ who was standing on her stage and looking at her.
“Come here.”
The DJ, who was laughing at her as he saw her humiliating herself and begging her in words that Bomi couldn’t understand, quickly walked up to her.
“What’s going on?”
Sungjae pointed to the tequila bottle fixed to the floor and said to the groveling DJ.
“Tear it all down and bring it back.”
As soon as Sungjae instructed, DJ moved his body and started collecting the tequila bottles in the middle of the puddle of love juice.
Turning her head slightly to see DJ collecting the tequila bottle, Bomi bowed her head and asked Sungjae.
“Well, what should I do?”
Sungjae answered Bomi’s question indifferently.
“Ah. You can pour all the love juice from the tequila bottle that DJ is collecting. It’s no big deal, right?”
‘What?! ‘What is this crazy guy talking about now?!’
Bomi was startled when she heard the nonsensical words, which were nothing special. She screamed inwardly and cursed Sungjae.
But she looked miserable for a moment and Bomi, knowing that it would be better to avoid a terrible sentence, kept her true feelings to herself.
“Oh, I understand.”
Seongjae, who smiled when he saw Bomi answering with her body slightly trembling, started filming with his smartphone and spoke to the DJ who had already collected all three tequila bottles.
“Please give him what you brought. Just like the woman sprinkled semen earlier.”
DJ, who was holding a bottle of tequila with the warmth of the slaves still in it, swallowed his saliva and asked after hearing Seongjae’s words.
“Can I really do that?”
Seongjae said as he filmed her Bomi covered in semen.
“Huh. Bomi, hold your posture like before.”
Bomi, who was bowing her head, wasn’t even her son, and it hurt her pride that she had to be showered with love by a stupid-looking DJ.
‘I told this stupid bastard…’
But Bomi, unable to resist, straightened her back and raised her body.
She then discovered that she was filming herself.
“?!?! Wow, camera?! W-What?!?!”
When Bomi, who she never imagined would be filming, screamed at her, Sungjae calmly said,
“Huh. She said it was too bad she didn’t get a picture of her cumming earlier. “I think she’ll end up with a picture that’s worse than semen, but I’ll take a picture of it.”
“Ah…”
When Bomi found out that her obscene appearance covered in love juice would be recorded on video, she sighed and looked blankly at her smartphone.
Seongjae, who was looking for a good composition while looking at the smartphone screen, saw Bomi looking blank and asked.
“Why? No? Do you just want to get a tattoo with that graffiti?”
Bomi, knowing that it would be much better to have a video of her covered in her love juices than to have an obscene tattoo begging for anal sex, closed her eyes tightly and answered.
“Oh, no. Right away… I’ll prepare it right away…”
After finishing her words, Bomi lifted her head slightly and closed her eyes, as if being covered in semen from a woman whose name she did not know.
After seeing Bomi with her face stained with semen ready to be covered in her love juices, DJ swallowed her saliva once again and looked at her sex material.
Sungjae pointed to her Bomi with her chin, and DJ walked up to her Bomi’s side, breathing heavily.
Bomi, feeling her affection, flinched at her and prepared to cover her with her love juices.
‘Yes, yes. She was even covered in semen, but compared to that, her love juice… Hmm… Well, there’s also the master’s love juice in there… It’s okay. It’s okay… Furthermore, it’s better to have a video with your face covered than to have a dirty sentence engraved on it…’
As Bomi was rationalizing, trying to find something better about her miserable situation, DJ held a bottle of tequila filled with the smallest amount of love juice up to Bomi’s face.
“You made me cum, you slut.”
DJ, unable to hold back and pouring out words of criticism, tipped the tequila bottle containing Bomi’s love juice, and the clear liquid, which was thinner than her semen, poured down on her small face covered in white cloudy liquid.
“Huh!”
‘This scumbag doesn’t even know the topic! Ugh… This is all because of this bastard!’
Bomi let out a small moan when she felt the liquid falling on her face, and gritted her teeth in anger at the DJ who insulted her and at Sungjae, who created this situation.
Meanwhile, love juice continued to pour out, and the slightly viscous liquid tangled with the previously settled white liquid and flowed down.
The tequila bottle, which initially contained little love juice, was emptied in an instant, and DJ, who put the empty glass bottle down, picked up the bottle containing Jiyoung’s love juice.
“Toilet bitch, you want this to be semen, right?”
The DJ, who spat out criticism once again, poured love juice onto his face where some of the semen had been removed.
I don’t know if it was because it had a lower viscosity than semen, or because DJ poured it too aggressively, but the second bottle was emptied quickly.
As the two bottles were emptied, the semen on Bomi’s face was completely washed away, and almost all the semen flowing down her body was erased.
An obscene puddle of her love juices and semen was created between her thighs, which were held tightly together.
Seongjae opened his mouth with a strange expression as he looked at her thighs filled with thin love juice and lumpy semen.
“Take the last bottle with your head.”
Bomi, who flinched after hearing Seongjae’s command, tilted her head back slightly.
DJ said as he held the tequila bottle full of Soyoung’s love juice to the top of Bomi’s head.
“Bitch, how do you feel after taking a cum shower and a baby shower that even a prostitute wouldn’t do? “I’m going to die, right?”
The DJ who made the last offer poured out the love juice that almost filled the tequila bottle, and the love juice that poured out flowed through Bomi’s hair.
Her hair began to soak in her love juices, and little by little, the droplets of love juices pooled at the ends of her hair and fell down.
Seongjae, who recorded a video of Bomi shivering as she felt the love juice flowing down her body, said to the DJ who was looking at the empty tequila bottle with sad eyes. Br〉
“When you’re done, come down.”
The DJ, who was hoping that he might give it a try, looked back at Sungjae several times and went down the stage.
Sungjae sent down the DJ, who had high expectations, and gave orders to Bomi, who was now covered in love.
“Go and give Soyoung a binder.”
“… Yes…”
Bomi, who was still trembling at the feeling of the liquid flowing slowly through her body with her eyes closed, answered helplessly and approached Soyoung.
Soyoung, who was watching Bomi’s love juice shower, folded her arms and legs that had been stretched for a moment and waited for her binder to be filled.
After a while, Soyoung, her arms and legs bound in binders, crawled across the floor and approached her Seongjae.
“If everything is done, let’s go up.”
Seongjae smiled lightly when he saw Soyoung walking on all fours as naturally as a sow, and went down the stage, followed by the three slaves.
Seongjae, who left the club with his slave under the envious and lustful gaze of the staff who were sweeping and wiping all over the club, pressed the elevator call button.
Soon the elevator arrived, and the metal doors slowly opened.
Seongjae entered the empty elevator first, followed by the slaves.
After confirming that everyone was on board, Seongjae pressed the floor where the room was located and then pressed the ‘close’ button.
Naturally, the metal door began to close slowly and Seongjae looked at the location indicator while waiting for the elevator to move.
“Stop!”
The closed door opened again with a sharp voice.
“Ha?”
Seongjae, who had a staff member check to see if anyone was waiting before leaving the club, looked at the slowly opening door with a bewildered expression.
After a while, the door opened completely, and beyond the door stood the woman who had asked Sungjae to meet her, and who had poured semen on Bomi’s face.
“Did I tell you? “I will definitely meet you.”
