Chapter 299 – 299. Kim Ji-Young & Kwak Bomi (22) Gift
-Master. Can you please find the slave bitch? I would like to give you a birthday present. I will accept the punishment for asking the master first without knowing the subject. Please…
-8 o’clock.
“It’s your birthday… It’s your birthday… You said it on your trip…”
Seongjae muttered softly, remembering the message he had exchanged with Jiyoung, who promised to take care of the days he had forgotten at some point, and took the card key to the door in front of him.
-Beep beep. Tiririk!
A short mechanical sound sounded, and the door lock was unlocked, and Seongjae opened the door without hesitation.
Jiyoung and Bomi, with red ribbons wrapped around their bodies, bowed their heads and welcomed Sungjae as he entered the entrance.
“Thank you for visiting. “Master.”
“Thank you.”
Seongjae smiled as she looked down at the red ribbon that decorated her smooth back and the ribbon tattoo across her hips. She stepped on Jiyoung’s head with her shoe-clad foot and opened her mouth.
“I think I let things go too loose for a while. He also said that the slave should find it first. “How amazing was it that we had prepared something to send such a message?”
Jiyoung, who was resting her forehead on the floor, moaned and apologized from the pain of her head being crushed.
“Ugh… I’m sorry. Master… Just like I said in the message… Ha… Uh, I’ll take any punishment.”
Seongjae, who pressed Jiyoung’s head a few times as she asked for punishment without making excuses, lowered her foot from her slightly disheveled head and said.
“The severity of the punishment will be decided based on what you have prepared. Go in.”
“Yes. “Master.”
“Yes…”
Jiyoung, who responded to her command, crawled across the floor to the bedroom as if it were natural, without even thinking about rearranging her hair. Bomi, who looked at the owner for a moment and responded quietly, crawled after her.
Sungjae entered the bedroom and sat down on the bed covered with a soft blanket, admiring Jiyoung’s clean butt without any blemishes and Bomi’s buttocks twitching with a QR code the size of her palm.
“So. “What is the gift?”
Jiyoung, who was sitting on her knees next to the bed with Bomi, politely held out her neatly packed small box.
“First… This is the watch I told you about before.”
Seongjae, who remembered the ‘jeon’ Jiyoung mentioned, said as he accepted the box.
“So this is the watch you said you would sell your body for?”
When Seongjae mentioned the incident that happened because of the graffiti, Jiyoung responded with her body shaking.
“Well, the watch I told you about back then is correct, but I didn’t sell it. With the money I steadily saved…”
Seeing Ji-young, who said with an earnest expression that she did not sell her body, Sung-jae chuckled and said, putting aside the box containing her expensive watch.
“Well, okay. But you didn’t just call me to give you this, right? Then, let’s move on to the punishment.”
Bomi found it absurd to call a watch worth tens of millions of won ‘dalang’.
‘You crazy bastard. How much does that cost…’
Meanwhile, Jiyoung, who wanted to see Seongjae wearing her watch, swallowed her regret and answered Seongjae’s question.
“Of course not. Master. Then… Bomi…”
Bomi, who was secretly cursing Seongjae for not knowing the owner’s heart or the value of the gift for his hard work preparing the gift, heard a voice calling her and wrapped a ribbon around her body, then remembered what Jiyoung had said.
‘The next time I say something, turn around, lie down, and stick your butt out to your master. And I shake it gently so that the owner wants to eat it. ‘Okay?’
A command to shake one’s butt in front of the man he hates most in the world, as if to seduce him.
‘Ugh… To this scum… But…’
Bomi was indescribably ashamed and angry at having to show such an obscene appearance in front of Seongjae, who was irritated and filled with anger just by looking at him, but Bomi could not disobey the order given by her master, so she answered in a hushed voice. 〈 Br〉
“Yes… Master…”
Jiyoung, who saw Bomi slowly moving her body as she answered in an infinitely low voice, also slowly turned her body and laid down with her back to Seongjae, sticking out her plump buttocks.
Seongjae let out a small exclamation when he saw Jiyoung and Bomi sticking out their buttocks, barely covering their pussy and anus with a red, thin band.
“Hoo…”
Jiyoung, who trembled slightly when she heard the exclamation as if she wanted to see what she was doing, patted her buttocks and spoke the words she had prepared.
“This is another gift prepared by the lewd slave bitches just for you, master. Please unpack and use as much as you want.”
At different tempos. Seongjae grinned at the sight of the plump flesh shaking gently while bumping from time to time, took off his shirt and stood up.
“Shall we unpack it first?”
Sungjae muttered in a voice filled with laughter, and his hand touched the ribbon that was tightening Jiyoung’s bouncy chest.
Jiyoung was hoping that Sungjae would feel lust for Bomi and fuck her, and that Bomi would fall into pleasure and turn her feelings towards her towards Sungjae, but deep down, Jiyoung was hoping that she would be chosen over Bomi, who would one day become her rival. I felt a hand touching the ribbon and realized that Seongjae had chosen me.
‘Haa… The master chose me… Ugh… Me before Bomi… Haaaaa…’
However, when Jiyoung remembered that if she continued like this, she would be constantly being eaten and Bomi would be suffering watching her, she suppressed her overflowing joy and carefully opened her mouth.
“Ha… Lord, Master… Thank you so much for choosing me first. But maybe… How about using Bomi that I developed properly…? Bomi will be happy if you use her anus, which is still a virgin… A pussy that hasn’t had a dick or semen in years. Right, Bomi?”
Bomi, who was torn between the thought of being humiliated on behalf of Ji-young and the thought that she still did not want to be eaten by her Sung-jae, who was also a piece of human trash, opened her unyielding mouth and responded to Ji-young’s question by introducing herself with obscene language.
I answered.
“Oh, that’s right… Just like you, master… I, too… I want to be eaten…”
Seongjae, who knew very well that his answer with unconcealable trembling was not sincere, let go of the ribbon he was holding and gently stroked the QR code and asked.
“What. Did you want to taste dick? Then let’s talk. Why didn’t you tell me? “It doesn’t look that delicious, but I would have eaten it any time.”
Bomi got goosebumps when she felt Seongjae’s hand pouring out vulgar words.
But Bomi, who knew that if she came this far and said that she actually didn’t like it, the damage would go to Jiyoung, her beloved master,
“Lord, when I saw that my master was happy… I thought I wanted to feel that happiness too… But I thought that if I told him how I felt, the happiness he would feel would decrease…”
Seongjae, who was massaging her smooth buttocks that were sticking tightly to his fingers, looked down at Bomi, who was saying things that were not even in her mind, and untied the ribbon wrapped around her waist.
-Sureuk…
The ribbon that Sungjae had chosen in the hope that he would have a hard time untying it was undone, and Bomi, who was embarrassed, sighed involuntarily.
“Ah…”
Meanwhile, Seongjae, who had removed the red belt, looked at the anus and vagina underneath the colorful ribbon across her hips.
Although it was fully developed in Jiyoung’s hands, the anus was tightly closed in response to Bomi’s feelings that she did not want to be seen by Sungjae.
When she gets fucked by Jiyoung, her pussy is always wet, but now it doesn’t contain any moisture.
Seongjae said, rubbing his hands over both pussies that were not at all ready to receive a cock.
“Contrary to what you said about wanting to be eaten, this place is not prepared at all?”
Bomi, who felt a rough touch that was clearly different from Jiyoung’s soft touch on her sensitive mucous membrane, responded with a moan that was close to a scream.
“Huh?! “Lord, I’m sorry for being eaten before you, master… Huh?!”
Seongjae, who knew why Bomi’s pussy wasn’t wet, tilted her head and said after hearing the incomprehensible and unreasonable excuse.
“Well… No matter how much it is, this is so… Are you really sure you want to be fucked? Didn’t Jiyoung force you to try and get some points by imitating Mina, who you offered Minji to? “She has the heart of a master who uses her slaves, but could she lie to me…?”
There was a bit of coercion, but it wasn’t that she didn’t want to score points, but ultimately, Jiyoung, who had prepared for this incident to change the mind of Bomi who was having a hard time seeing herself and create a happier future, opened her mouth urgently. 〈 Br〉
“Well, absolutely not. Master! Well, the tattoo I chose this time was also chosen to please my master’s eyes when we lie downside by side and get fucked together! Joe, please wait a moment. Well, I’ll wet it right away. So please, please eat Bomi.”
Next, Bomi, who was squirming and moaning due to the stimulation from her rough fingers, also opened her mouth.
“Ugh… I really mean it. Lord, my master didn’t force me to do it, but I… I asked my master that I wanted to be fucked.”
Sungjae, who laughed to himself when he saw Jiyoung trying to somehow get the woman he loves to be eaten by another man, and Bomi begging to be fucked to protect the woman he loved who was in danger of being punished, took a few steps back and went to bed. He sat down and said.
“Good. But if it takes too long, Jiyoung will think you were trying to score points by offering the slave as a gift, and will think you lied to me and punish you.”
