Chapter 7 – 007. Jiyoung Kim (07) Punishment Draw
-Beep. Tiririk.
Jiyoung was invisible in front of Seongjae who opened the door and entered the front door. She was starting to get annoyed at Ji-young for not following her orders even though she clearly left them. Not long after, Jiyoung came running. Seongjae glared at Jiyoung fiercely and opened his mouth.
“Jiyoung Kim.”
“Sorry! Master! Please forgive me…”
As soon as Ji-young heard Seong-jae’s angry voice, she fell on her face and begged for forgiveness. Even so, she was an unfair Jiyoung at heart. It was because she thought that this wouldn’t have happened if she had told her the exact time, not an ambiguous time, that it was lunchtime. But she didn’t say it out loud because it would only increase her penalty.
“Follow me.”
Seongjae took off his shoes and said as he entered the room. Ji-young, who was lying down, neatly arranged her shoes that Seong-jae had taken off, and she followed Seong-jae.
Seeing Seongjae sitting on her bed, Jiyoung stood in front of him, looked at her, and then sat down on her knees. She then lowered her body until her head almost touched the floor.
One of Seongjae’s feet came up on Jiyoung’s head. Jiyoung felt ashamed at the feeling of her weight on the back of her own head.
“Did you not see my order?”
“No. Master.”
Ji-young answers Seong-jae’s question quickly.
– Kwok.
Seongjae, who was looking down at Ji-young, put strength on her foot, which was placed on top of Ji-young’s head. Unable to resist the force of her crush, Ji-young’s head went down, and her face was crushed to the floor.
“Sorry. Master! I will gladly accept any punishment!”
In the crushing pain, Jiyoung barely opened her mouth to speak. After hearing Jiyoung’s words, Seongjae lowered her foot.
“Cumulative penalty points of 16. Three bees.”
Ji-young, who was still putting her head down even after her feet fell off, was surprised by her words that she had three punishments, and raised her head to look at her Seong-jae.
“Why are you surprised?”
Seeing Ji-young looking at him with her bewildered eyes, Seong-jae said, and upon hearing that, Ji-young lowered her head again.
“Oh, no. Master.”
“Listen. The punishment will be determined by your choice. From the category. Tattoos, piercings, daily restrictions, shame play, sexual torture, corporal punishment. That’s 6 in total. Since you’re going to follow the numbers that come out when you roll the dice, roll well. 1 to 6 in order.”
She was expected by looking at the pictures of ‘Slave Teacher’ and ‘Toilet Toilet’, but she was Ji-Young, who lost her mind just by hearing it. The trembling of her hands that received the hexahedron handed to her by Seongjae did not stop. Naughty tattoos. Her own body, which had been pierced, appeared and disappeared.
“Roll it.”
According to Sungjae’s words, the dice were thrown.
‘No 1 or 2! Please! Please! Please…’
Jiyoung prayed as she watched the dice roll on the floor.
-Dorrrr!
The stopped dice have three eyes. The first punishment Jiyoung would receive was daily restrictions.
“Ha…”
“There are two left.”
Ji-young let out a sigh of relief at the fact that it was not a tattoo or piercing, and threw the dice again at Seong-jae’s words.
‘Please! Please! Please! Please!’
-Dorrrr!
3.
“Whoah…”
Ji-young was relieved that it was not 1 or 2, as if her prayer had worked this time, but she was starting to get a little worried that the same punishment was overlapping two times.
“Is this the last? What will it take?”
However, it was not too late to look at the result of the last dice, neither relieved nor worried. Jiyoung prayed inwardly once again and threw the dice.
– Swish
A dice that briefly floats in the air and then falls to the floor.
-Dorrrr!
The dice stopped before long.
“Aaaaa!!!”
Seeing the dice, Jiyoung couldn’t help but scream. The dice have 1 eye. The corresponding punishment was a tattoo. One of the two punishments he wanted so much to avoid was eventually caught.
“One tattoo, two everyday restrictions. Should we settle the details now?”
Seongjae spoke nonchalantly about the screaming Jiyoung. Ji-young grabbed Seong-jae by the leg and started begging.
“Master, please, please, I’ll get the tattoo… Another one, two different ones! Master! Yes? Please. Corporal punishment, torture, daily restrictions, humiliation, whatever. Please. Please. Please do something else. Master!”
Seongjae saw Jiyoung begging and leaned over to whisper in Jiyoung’s ear.
“I’ll give you two. Tattoo”
“Aaaaa, master! Master. Please. Please. Wrong. Master please!”
Shocked by Seongjae’s words, tears began to form in Jiyoung’s eyes as she apologized and begged. However, her tears and pleas were stopped by Seongjae’s next words.
“You want three?”
Even though the tears that were about to begin to flow stopped, and Chae-young, who stopped begging, should have known Seong-jae’s determination, she grabbed the crotch of her pants and couldn’t help but resent herself when she begged.
“If I decide, nothing will change. In the future, if you ask me to change bees like this again and hang on to it, I will add all 6 types of bees, so I know that.”
“Yes… Master…”
Responding to her Seongjae’s warning, Jiyoung vowed never to vomit at her Seongjae’s words again.
“Be careful. The details of the bees are many, so we have prepared a roulette program in advance. Now, since this is a daily limit roulette. Please feel free to turn around.”
On the screen of the smartphone Seongjae handed over, there was a button that said ‘Spin!’ Next to the roulette picture. Unlike dice, I didn’t know what was included. However, Jiyoung pressed the button without hesitation. Because even though she was worried, nothing changed.
When you press the button, the text keeps changing on the screen where you can see the roulette wheel running.
– Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee.
-20cm skirt
It was written next to a roulette wheel that stopped with sound effects.
“From now on, you can only wear skirts shorter than 20 cm.”
“20…”
It was a length I had never imagined to wear. I was so afraid that I would have to wear such a short skirt all the time. Besides, I had to wear that short skirt to go to college and give lectures. She was also afraid of the gazes of her students and other professors. But she had no choice for Jiyoung.
“All right. Master. From now on, I will only wear skirts shorter than 20 cm.”
“Turn again.”
At Sungjae’s short words, Jiyoung’s finger moved over the smartphone screen.
– Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee.
-Exposure of the breastbone
Seeing the screen where her roulette wheel stopped, Jiyoung remembered herself giving her lecture with her cleavage exposed while wearing a 20cm ultra-mini skirt. Her face grew hot when she saw her lewd figure and thought of the people she would gossip about.
‘Where did I go wrong…’
Ji-young thought of the clothes that would be restricted to her from now on, and thought about why she was in this situation. But no matter where she went wrong, she was already in a situation that could not be corrected or corrected.
“From now on… I will only wear clothes that reveal her breastbones. Master…”
“Until I tell you otherwise, you always have to show your cleavage and wear skirts up to 20cm. Still, I think this is pretty easy. There are things like no bra and no panties in roulette, and there are also things like living with a vibe.”
Ji-young, who heard Seong-jae’s other horrific restrictions, was really confused about whether this was better or not. She even thought that if the ultra-mini skirt hadn’t been fixed, she would have been better off without panties. Because she was in the past anyway.
“Should I play tattoo roulette now? This is generous Other than a few tattoos, you can choose where you want them to be. How is it? It’s good?”
Seongjae said patronizingly as he took her smartphone out of Jiyoung’s hand, who was speechless.
“Thank you. Master.”
It was Jiyoung who didn’t know if it was right or not to say thank you, but she said so without realizing it. Seongjae, who was manipulating his smartphone, saw Jiyoung and smiled and handed him the smartphone.
“Turn it around.”
-Gulp.
Jiyoung, who was handed a smartphone, swallowed her saliva once and played her roulette wheel.
– Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee
I started hearing the sound of the roulette slowing down. Ji-young, who wanted to avoid the reality that the tattoo to be engraved on her body would soon be decided, closed her eyes tightly.
– Dee dee dee belt.
Before long, the sound of the roulette wheel being stopped was heard. But Ji-young was afraid to open her eyes and see her reality. She did, but she forever closed her eyes and she couldn’t escape reality. She had to report the results to Sungjae. Eventually, Jiyoung opened her eyes and checked her screen.
– The house
An obscene word entered Jiyoung’s eyes. The fact that those filthy and lewd words were carved into her own body was terrifying. But fortunately, the location of the tattoo did not seem to be specified. Ji-young said, “She’s a short word, so if she carves it in a place that’s as inconspicuous as possible, she’s fine.”
“Fuck house. No see. Master…”
“Where do you want it to be?”
As Ji-young expected, it was a tattoo whose location was not decided. Chaeyoung wondered where she would be most exposed.
“Here you go…”
After pondering her for a while, Jiyoung lifted her breasts with one hand and pointed with the other just below where her breasts were starting to swell, she said. It was because she thought it was a position that no one would see because it was usually hidden by her large breasts.
“Aren’t you trying to hide it too much? Wouldn’t it be enough to be proud of it?”
Seongjae smiled and said, teasing Jiyoung for choosing a spot where her tattoos could be easily hidden.
“…”
“What. Because you do where you want. It’s the last one. Turn.”
Jiyoung, unable to say anything, turned the bee’s last roulette today.
– Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee.
-Skirt length barometer.
“Skirt length… Barometer…?”
Jiyoung tilted her head as she read a term she had never heard of. Barometer would not have been used in the sense of a barometer, so it would have the same meaning as an indicator, standard, or scale.
‘Skirt length index? What is the skirt length? A measure of skirt length? What is this…’
Seongjae opened his mouth while watching Jiyoung who was trying to figure out what it meant.
“Did you pick something interesting?”
After hearing Seongjae’s words, Jiyoung was certain that the tattoo would be boring to her. But no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn’t figure out what it meant, so she had to ask.
“Can I know what it is…?”
“I’m getting a tattoo on my leg. It’s the one that engraves the scale. If the skirt comes this far, whore- whore. So far, slut-slut. Well, up to this point, it’s sexy-sexy. This is darling-lover. This is natty-neat. Around here, prudish-pretending. This degree is grace-elegant. And this is sister-nun. It’s just so everyone knows right away. Just by looking at the length of your skirt, what kind of woman are you?”
Jiyoung’s face turned pale as she heard Sungjae’s voice explaining her by pinching her own leg. In the future, when she considers the length of the skirt she is allowed to wear, it is always revealed below the point where she indicates whore’s position.
‘Okay. Stockings. There was no stocking restriction… Just wearing 100 or 150 denier would hide it.’
The blood started to return to Ji-young’s face as she came up with a way to escape her reality. When she saw Ji-young’s expression return to normal, Seong-jae realized what she had come up with when her face turned pale, but she thought that if she didn’t break the restrictions, she would let her go.
“Good. The punishment has been decided. Should I deal with it right away? Let’s take out the semen and leave. Come up here and lie down.”
After finishing her thoughts, Seong-jae took off her clothes and said, and Ji-young, who came up with a solution for her tattoo, gave an obscene answer with a slightly relaxed mind.
“Yes. Master. Please enjoy my lewd body.”
