Chapter 283 – 283. Slaves (12) Travel Settlement (01)
After becoming Seongjae’s slave, she was literally eaten until she died. As soon as she came to her senses, she was taken to a mansion and abused by a surprising number of slaves for several days. The person who welcomed Rebecca when she finally returned to her lodgings was Mary, who had taken care of her since she was a child.
“Count! Didn’t you decide to let us know when you will be away for a long period of time? And what does that look like! “I told her to carry herself well wherever she goes!”
When Mary saw Rebecca come into her dorm in her disheveled clothes, she started nagging her.
Rebecca pouted at the words of her nanny and lady’s maid, who took care of her on behalf of her busy mother, and the middle-aged woman who was the housekeeper and butler who managed her household on her behalf when she was not interested in doing her housework.
“Again, nagging again. Okay. I knew. Because I understand. Get some sleep. Wake me up later. Ah. And since I’m going to Korea, prepare it for me.”
Rebecca answered roughly in a voice full of annoyance, and when Mary tried to go into her room, she screamed.
“Count! Christmas is in a few days! “It’s hard to return to Korea right now and prepare for Christmas, but it’s Korea!”
Unable to overcome her excessive pleasure and climax, she fainted and rested while waiting for her turn, but Rebecca, whose body was heavy because she could not completely relieve her fatigue, frowned when she remembered that it was Christmas soon.
“Ha… Do I really have to go? Mary prepares everything anyway…”
“Absolutely not! “Praising the employees for their hard work throughout the year and handing out gifts is something that past Counts have always done themselves!”
Rebecca muttered, sighing at her Mary’s stern voice.
“Haa… The owner told me to come right away… What should I say to the owner…”
“You’re the owner? What do you mean by that?”
After hearing Mary’s voice full of questions, Rebecca realized that she had said the word ‘master’ without knowing it, and shook her head to change her words.
“Huh? Oh, it’s no big deal. By the way… I have to go… England… Ha… Anyway, I woke up.”
‘If Mary found out that I had decided to become a slave to an Asian man, I don’t know what kind of uproar she would make…’
After Rebecca finished speaking and started walking towards her bedroom, Mary, who had been thinking about the word ‘master’, sighed and said,
“Ha… Count. “Whatever privacy the Count enjoys, Mary will live in silence and ignorance, but she hopes the Count will never forget that she is an English noblewoman.”
Rebecca entered her bedroom, flinching at the sound of Mary’s voice, as if she had noticed something about her. Mary, who had been quietly looking at Rebecca’s back, shook her head slightly and then said to her, I started looking into flights to return home.
*
“It’s not bad to dress like this sometimes, right?”
Ji-hye, who was looking at a photo taken when Sung-jae, who had been sitting on an airplane seat and humiliating a slave non-stop for two days, was taking a nap under a parasol in the sea breeze, showing herself wearing a red micro bikini, smiled softly at Jeong-ah’s words. I nodded and answered.
“I see. I thought it was wrong for a bitch to wear clothes… But the owner really liked it.”
The wisdom of casually saying words like ‘bitch’ and ‘master’ even though there are other passengers.
Jeong-ah saw the woman who was going to the bathroom through the aisle open her eyes wide and the man in the front seat flinched and tried to look back, but she smiled and said to Ji-hye without any problem.
“Right? So, let’s volunteer wearing something like this often. “Even though we are bitches, we can’t show the same side every time.”
“Is it so. But it really happens sometimes. The basics of a bitch are naked and on a leash.”
‘Crazy bitches.’
‘Don’t they have any shame…?’
Bomi, who was sitting in the back, cursed at the two who were having an obscene conversation, and Sujeong, who was sitting across the aisle, blinked when she saw the two who were casually spitting out obscene words.
“By the way, are you going to wear a split tongue for the award?”
When Areum, who was sitting by the window, asked, Jihye nodded her head.
“Yes. If I serve with my forked tongue, I think I will be able to provide more diverse stimulation to my master, and I feel like my body is becoming closer to my master’s tool, so I think it will be okay. I want to move on to something more extreme, but the owner said he would enjoy it slowly…”
Areum looked at Jihye with a bit of regret and sighed a little and asked again.
“When I looked for you earlier, I heard that it hurts a lot… Aren’t you worried?”
Jihye tilted her head and said at Areum’s worried voice.
“One day, I’ll cut off my limbs, but wouldn’t my tongue be nothing?”
Areum, who looked with slightly tired eyes at Ji-hye, who calmly said the terrible words that she couldn’t get used to no matter how many times she heard them, changed her words before more despair could come out of her pretty mouth.
“Anyway, what do you think, Rebecca?”
Jihye listened to Areum’s words and thought about Rebecca, whom Seongjae had brought with him when he went out to enjoy Jiyoung, Bomi, and Soyoung.
‘He was a British aristocrat… He had a good body. Although he followed his master’s orders well, the look in his eyes was a bit strange… It wasn’t the look that a bitch without any sense would give, but it was more like… Lust? Craving? I feel the same thing.’
Ji-hye, who recalled Rebecca showing off her unique tan body by borrowing Min-ji’s cross-string bikini and only being dragged around her body, shrugged her shoulders and said.
“What. When I found out their status, I was shocked for a moment, but in the end, they are slaves like us, so we have to get along well. “Sometimes the way she looks at her master is annoying, but she’s not as rude and arrogant as Sena or Bomi, so I think it will gradually get better.”
Unlike Sena, who returned to her job as a stewardess and was in charge of first class, a spark flew from Bomi’s eyes, who could vividly hear her words of wisdom.
‘No, but this bitch is real!’
However, Bomi could not grab hold of a very young woman on a plane with many passengers on board, and he also knew that Jiyoung, the owner, would be at a disadvantage if he did so, so all he could do was glare at her wisdom and grit his teeth. Br〉
Jiyoung, who had been listening to all the bitches’ conversation, including Jihye’s, opened her mouth while gently brushing Bomi’s hair as her breathing became rough.
“Bomi.”
Bomi, who was glaring at Ji-young and suppressing her anger, felt a gentle hand smoothing her hair and turned her head to erase the scribbles that had been pointed out to her at her departure screening, looking at Ji-young’s clean face and speaking in a small voice.
“Yes. “Master.”
Jiyoung, who thought her slave’s heart had calmed down a bit, smiled softly as Bomi spoke, careful not to let her voice be heard by those in front and behind her.
“Did you pick a tattoo? Soyoung recommended several.”
When asked about the couple tattoo she will get as soon as she returns, Bomi’s expression brightened, and she shook her head.
“I haven’t decided yet. “Master, which design do you like?”
“Well. I think everything looks pretty…”
In fact, unlike Bomi’s initial concerns, the ribbon pictures that Soyoung recommended were not obscene or lewd, but were only cute and pretty ones, so it was even more difficult for her to choose.
“Hmm… How about this?”
While flipping through several pictures and photos, Bomi, whispering softly, chose a rather colorful ribbon with several long strings.
“Hmm…”
Jiyoung, who had been thinking for a moment while leaning her body towards her Bomi and looking closely at her ribbon on her smartphone, said with a subtle expression on her face.
“I think the strap hanging down will cover her buttocks… Won’t it overlap if she gets branded by her master later?”
“Yes?! “Eup!”
When she received the unexpected criticism, Bomi was so embarrassed that she forgot that she was supposed to be quiet and made a sound that was close to screaming, and then she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
Jiyoung began to explain to Bomi.
“Look. The ribbon will stretch from side to side, centered just above the cleavage of her hips. Then, the multiple strings hanging down here will cover the buttocks… It might be pretty, but if it’s branded, it’s certain to overlap, right?”
Bomi, who had been thinking about getting a tattoo smaller than the size of her palm, trembled when she heard Jiyoung say that she had thought it was several times the size she had thought, and that she was assuming that it would carry a stigma that she did not want to have for the rest of her life.
Jiyoung continued her words without even noticing that Bomi’s eyes were shaking mercilessly from shock.
“So, rather than a ribbon that fits into an overall square frame like this, I think it would be better to choose something that is horizontally long. Of course, it is possible to extend the design you chose horizontally, but wouldn’t it be better to choose a horizontally elongated design from the beginning?”
Jiyoung raised her head, asking for her consent, and found Bomi’s eyes vibrating violently as she covered her mouth with her hand.
“Hmm… Do you like this design so much? Hmm… Basically, I get what you get, so it’s better to do what you like… Let’s ask Hyeyeon first. “Can you stretch this from side to side and change the straps that hang down, so they don’t cover too much of her butt?”
Bomi shook her head slowly and told Jiyoung, who interpreted the reason she was surprised differently.
“Lord, master… Gu, is there really a need to make it so big? “I didn’t set a specific size, so make it smaller…”
“Huh? Then you can’t give pleasure to your master. If you want to wave a pretty ribbon and appeal to people to fuck us, wouldn’t it be better to be a little bigger?”
Bomi, who had once again heard the absurdly lascivious reason she had heard when washing her body at the hotel, was unable to say anything.
Jiyoung put her forehead against Bomi’s forehead and said with a smile.
“It seems like the master doesn’t have much interest in you Bomi yet, but if you wrap us in a pretty ribbon and present it to the master… I’m sure he will eat it with you.”
Bomi, who felt the pain of her heartbreaking as she checked the master’s heart still far away, answered with difficulty, comforting her heart with the warmth that touched her forehead.
“Yes… Master…”
