Chapter 57 – 057. Kwak Bo-Mi (02) Surrender
“Daddy, come in here quickly!”
Seongjae also agreed with Bomi’s urgent words. It was because there was no need to keep taking the risk of being caught by the academic members.
“Receive.”
Seongjae, who shook off the clenched pussy and took out his cock, lifted Jiyoung’s lower body, which was collapsing helplessly after losing the support, and pushed it through the window. Then, she grabbed the smartphone that had fallen on the floor and jumped through the window and entered the room.
– Dripping. Widely!
After entering the room, Seongjae closed the window and looked at Bomi, who was taking care of Jiyoung, who was in the climax.
“Jiyoung-ah… Jiyoung-ah…”
Despite Bo-mi’s earnest call, Ji-young’s disfigured face showed no signs of returning. Seongjae, who smiled at her, approached Jiyoung’s head and grabbed her hair, which became her hair, and pulled it up.
“Huh!!!”
A scream flowed from Ji-young’s mouth at Seong-jae’s violent behavior, and Bomi, who saw it, was startled and tried to push Seong-jae away. But before Bomi could reach her Sungjae, she had a huge cock lodged in Jiyoung’s gaping mouth.
-Chew up!
“Wow!!!”
Zinc, who was stabbed in the throat in an instant, struggled with his arm in pain.
“Hey, stop! Jiyoung is suffering!!!”
Seeing Jiyoung with tears in her eyes, Bomi shoved Sungjae away and shouted. But her Seongjae’s body did not budge.
“Since this is all the result of your lies, stand back and be still. Also, if you touch my body, I’ll turn your butthole into a cockpit too.”
Bomi, who had been looking at Ji-young with her arms wrapped around Sung-jae’s thighs with her trembling eyes, took a few steps back.
“Good. Now take a look there Because of your lies, Jiyoung’s throat is getting sore.”
After saying that, Seongjae kicked her semen dripping pussy while wearing her shoe.
“Pull it behind her ass.”
Jiyoung nudged her hips back, feeling the rough feel of her cunt. Just like that, when her upper body reached about 50 degrees, her Sungjae stopped kicking.
“Good. Until there.”
Ji-young, whose head was bent upward as much as her upper body was lowered, looked up at Seong-jae without even thinking about wiping the drool dripping down her mouth.
‘Neck road… Fucking house…’
In her hazy thoughts, Ji-young realized that from now on, as she had seen in the other slaves’ twatches, her neck would be stabbed so violently that it convex, and she trembled in fear and anticipation.
Seongjae grabbed Jiyoung’s head and started shaking her waist as if she was taking her face down.
-Cheup! Tsuup! Tzeup! Tsu up!
“Whoa! Oh Ok!!! Whoops!!!”
Jiyoung, who had experienced her throat slit for the first time in her life, suffered from repressed nausea. Her neck became deformedly convex. Seeing Ji-young shedding her tears and dripping her sticky saliva as she repeated her return, Bomi cried out in her tears.
“Stop!!! Please stop!!! I will die then!!! Jebaal!!!”
Seongjae did not pay attention to Bomi’s screams.
“Jiyoung became like this because of you, so why are you like this? If you hadn’t been fussing around and lying, Ji-young would have remained a cute slave, but now, after MT, she’s tattooed on her lower belly and branded on her ass. You. At the time. Door. To.”
Hearing her words emphasized by cutting off each Chinese character, Bomi looked at Ji-young’s clean ass with her tear-filled eyes.
A sigh escaped her mother-in-law’s mouth as she thought that she would brand her clean, pretty ass free of blemishes with an obscene brand because of her.
“Ah…!”
‘This, this isn’t what I was hoping for…’
Bomi, who just hoped that her beloved junior would return to her neat and pure appearance as she used to, sees Ji-young, who is far from what she had hoped for, and will become more miserable and lewd, and her strength is released and hesitantly sits there. Sat down
‘Ah…?’
Bomi, who blamed herself for pushing her Ji-young into a more terrible place, suddenly realized something about her.
‘If it hadn’t been for the phone call from Jiyoung, I wouldn’t have known about this.’
Of course, after today, if she kept in touch with Ji-young to change her mind, she would have noticed something strange, but it was clear that it would take a long time.
‘That means…’
“What do you want from me? How am I not going to do anything bad to Jiyoung?”
She wanted to cut her off, not to do anything nasty, but she knew that was impossible for Bomi as well.
Her Seongjae wondered why Bomi, who steals her tears and stares at him, is obsessed with Jiyoung, but now it’s okay.
‘Because I just need to be able to handle the troublesome inspection.’
“What can you do?”
After thinking for a moment, Bomi opened her mouth.
“… From now on, I will not get involved in anything between you and Jiyoung. I will not sue you, nor will I accuse you.”
Seongjae, hearing Bomi’s suggestion, shoved her cock deep into Jiyoung’s neck and stopped her movement.
-Chew!
“Oohhh!!! Oh Ok!!! Woowook!!!”
The cock that blocked her throat naturally squeezed her airway, and Ji-young, who was still not getting enough oxygen, hugged Seong-jae’s thighs and trembled in her pain.
“What, what are you doing!!!”
Bomi yelled at Sungjae for bullying her Jiyoung for not responding to her own proposal.
Haha. No, that’s why you shouldn’t make suggestions that don’t make sense. It’s not something you do, it’s something you should do. The more you try to intervene between Ji-young and me, the more Ji-young’s body and mind will become more and more impoverished, and if you sue and accuse me, Ji-young’s life will end.”
After she finished speaking, Seongjae began spraying the semen he had been holding back down his throat.
-Buh! View! Beaut! Bet! Wow!
Jiyoung had no choice but to accept the cum that was pouring into her stomach.
After ejaculating for a long time, Seongjae slowly pulled his cock out of Jiyoung’s neck.
-Chew!
“Kek! Keek! Coke! Hee hee! Ha ha… Hee! Ha…”
Ji-young, who was out of breath, began to exhale through her rough breath, with the sticky liquid smeared on the corners of her mouth. After catching her breath for a moment, Ji-young took the sticky saliva that had stretched out in front of her eyes with her tongue and put it in her mouth, then she swallowed the cock that was covered with saliva deep into her throat.
“Therefore. If you’re only going to make such an offer, please leave the room. And you don’t have to get involved between us again. Of course, because of you, Ji-young’s life, which has fallen from being her slave to being a dick, will be a little hard.”
Hearing Sungjae’s words, Bomi chewed her lips, thinking about what she could offer herself. Because of her own mistake, she couldn’t leave her Ji-yeong being treated as a tool rather than a person. But she had nothing to offer to Seongjae.
“Look at me… What are you saying!”
Seeing Bomi screaming, Seongjae smiled and said,
“Shouldn’t the exchange be equal? If you want to raise one status, you have to go down one status.”
Bomi, who understood what Seongjae was saying, cursed.
“You dirty bastard…”
Seongjae, who was cursed, laughed and said.
“If you don’t mind, get out. As long as you don’t bother me in the future, Jiyoung will be happy with my dick. Well, it’s relatively unfortunate compared to being a slave.”
Bomi, who was glaring at Seongjae with her fierce eyes, opened her mouth.
“Okay… Instead. I have a condition. The tattoo and stigma you intended to give to Jiyoung. Make it like nothing.”
After hearing Bomi’s condition, Seongjae pondered for a while and nodded her head.
“What… Ok. Since the prosecutor asks for this, I will listen to it specially. In fact, tattoos and stigma are not so urgent.”
It was an unnerving answer, but Bomi said, satisfied that she avoided the tattoos and stigma she was supposed to do right away.
“Good. Then… I will become your slave.”
It was Bomi who said that, but she had other thoughts in her mind.
‘Let’s see. I will collect data while being a slave and convince Jiyoung to put you in.’
Seongjae, who drew out the words of surrender, opened her mouth.
“Your smartphone. Unlock it and give it to me.”
Bomi was hard to understand her sudden request for her smartphone, but she handed her her own.
“Swear you will be a slave.”
Seongjae took her smartphone and started filming her video after saying that. Bomi, who saw that, was dumbfounded by her seongjae shooting with her own smartphone, but on the other hand, she called her delight.
‘Okay. It would be nice if I could leave proof that you did it by force.’
And she opened her mouth.
“I swear to become Lee Seong-jae’s slave from now on.”
After Bomi’s brief words, Sungjae erased the video she had just filmed and said.
“No. No. Jiyoung will have a hard time with this. Take off your clothes while looking at your smartphone.”
Bomi gritted her teeth and got up and began to undress her. Sungjae pulled out her cock from her throat, and turned Jiyoung, who was holding her breath, to look at Bomi, who was unbuttoning her blouse.
‘Uh, sister…’
Seeing Bomi slowly unbuttoning her buttons with her face blushing in shame, Ji-young sees her tears as she feels guilty for selling her older sister who takes care of herself to remain a slave to her Seongjae. It was high. Seongjae handed Bomi’s smartphone to Jiyoung.
“Ruler. Now you take it.”
