Blackmail in Room and Slave 70

Chapter 70 – 070. Mina Choi & Sena Yoo (02) Award and Punishment

“What are you doing?”

Senna, who was waiting for the elevator, realized who the owner of the voice from behind was and frowned.

“Look at him? Should I pretend to hear her when she speaks? Are you a drug addict? Don’t you have any idea?”

Mina was sarcastic at Sena for not answering her call. Then Sena turned her head and shouted.

“Why did you come, bitch? No idea? I came because the owner called me. Do you think I’ll come here unless the master bastard calls?”

Hearing such swear words, Mina frowned and said.

“You talk cheaply. Without education. But why did the master call you? Did you ask me to come now?”

As Mina finished speaking, the elevator arrived.

-Ding.

Senna got into the elevator first and answered in a voice mixed with annoyance.

“It’s funny how a slut talks about culture. Then. Do you think I’ll come ahead and wait for the master pup? Maybe it’s because she thinks of herself as a pussy, why are you asking something obvious? Look at the clothes hanging there. Cover all the chest where do you run the room? Room bitches are not enough when they go to work because they don’t wear them.”

Mina glanced at Sena, who stumbled over her tight dress, and opened her mouth with a smile.

“This is the new city fashion that is popular these days. This uncultured thing According to you, all the young girls in the new city are room salon girls, right? Tsk tsk, how she is acting as a stewardess with such a stiff head. And you can see all the red bras under your white shirt. Do you think you look discreet and sophisticated if you wear it like a suit? This is why the girl who doesn’t know fashion… Can she give me some coordination? Ah. If you’re leaving the room, it must be a good coordination.”

After hearing Mina’s words, Sena realized that the more she spoke, the more she was at a loss, and shut her mouth. Mina looked at Sena, who had an angry expression on her face and kept her mouth shut, and smiled.

“Anyway. So, are you and me being eaten together… Too bad. I thought you were monopolizing the master today. But anyway, it’s the first time we’re serving together. Let’s try our best.”

Mina finished talking and got off the stopped elevator, followed by Sena.

Mina, who naturally unlocked the door and went inside, found that the owner, Seongjae’s shoes, were already there, and hurriedly entered the room.

“Master!”

Sena looked at Mina as she rushed into the room, shouting with joy, with dumbfounded eyes. After arranging the high heels she had been wearing in the corner, she walked proudly to Seongjae’s room.

When Sena entered the room, she saw Mina kneeling on the floor and kissing the feet of Seongjae, who was sitting on a desk chair.

‘Crazy bitch.’

Senna, who internally cursed Mina for licking a man’s feet for doing it with a pretty face and body, asked Seongjae.

“Why did you call me?”

Seongjae liked Senna, who did not die even after receiving two more punishments. It was because even after being so rebellious, in the end, he gave in to pleasure and gasped for climax with a face wet with humiliation, showing exactly what he wanted.

“Why would you call?”

Seeing Seongjae talking while spinning, Senna crossed his arms and said.

“Joy. Master, your idea is obvious. Finish it quickly I’m waiting at home tomorrow, so if something happens, my head hurts.”

Saengjae smiled at Sena, who confidently demanded it, and said to Mina, who was licking his feet.

“Get up and stand next to Sena.”

“Yes, Master.”

-Side.

Responding to her order, Mina kissed her with love on the instep of the girl she was licking, which was drenched in saliva before she knew it.

“Good. Now I will tell you why I called you two.”

When Seongjae opened her mouth, Mina put on her expectant expression, and Sena put on a trembling and anxious expression.

“From now on, you guys will have a showdown.”

A question appeared on Mina and Sena’s face.

“Nothing. You guys just make each other go by doing things like poking each other’s pussies or assholes or twisting the clitoris. Whoever gets to go first wins. In other words, whoever goes first loses.”

Senna’s face contorted in an instant, and Mina didn’t look very pleased either. But Sungjae continued her words.

“Oh, don’t worry. Because I know something is not right between you two. So, I prepared a prize.”

Mina’s expression brightened at the word reward, but Sena’s expression did not change.

‘Is the award meaningful?’

Senna grumbled inwardly, but she knew she had no veto power. It was because she had already been through many times that if she refused, she would end up with only penalty points.

“But it’s not fair to give out prizes when you don’t even collect stores. So I decided that the prize would be something simple. Do you have any complaints?”

Mina liked whatever her Seongjae did, but Sena was different.

‘A lot. Overflowing with garage From why I have to put my hands on her, to why I have to accept that it’s an award that doesn’t work.’

There was a mountain of complaints, but I couldn’t say that there was.

‘If I had to say it, they would give me a dog-like reason and not listen and give me a penalty point. Pup.’

Seongjae, who saw that the two slaves did not express their dissatisfaction, said with a satisfied smile.

“Good. I was worried about what to do if there were complaints, but I’m glad there are no complaints. The award is um… How should I describe it? ‘Right of humiliation’? I will give you the right to humiliate Jin slave for one day.”

Upon hearing the identity of the prize, Mina asked cautiously.

“How far is the range of humiliation… Master?”

“I’ll watch it and stop it if it’s excessive, but basically anything I can do in the room without damaging my body. If you go beyond that, you will be humiliated on the contrary.”

Hearing her permitted range, Mina was relieved.

‘What. Even if I lose, it won’t be a big problem… There aren’t many things I can do on that condition.’

Senna had similar thoughts.

‘There’s no way I’ll lose to that slut, but even if I lose… Well. In the end, I feel bad, because it’s the same as being beaten by that bastard…’

Seongjae, who saw the slightly relaxed expression of the two slaves, laughed inwardly and opened his mouth again.

“But as long as there is an award, that is. You have to be punished.”

Mina was taken aback by the word her punishment.

“Lord, Master… Being raped by a slave is the punishment…”

“No. It’s an incidental entry because I’m trying to give a reward, and I have to be punished separately.”

“Well, then what kind of punishment…”

Hearing Mina’s trembling voice, Seongjae smiled and said.

“It is up to you to choose. Anything is fine. Tell me what punishment you would like the Jin slave to receive.”

“Anything… Does anything really matter?”

Sungjae nodded her head and said to Sena.

“Anything in the roulette is fine. Well, there are limits because I put it in, but I’ll admit even things that can fit in roulette.”

After confirming the scope, Senna began to think about what would be the most suitable suit for that slut.

‘Pierce? Or a tattoo? Where should I go and what should I do…’

She wanted to slam ‘Slut’ right in her face, but she had to be careful with her choice because she didn’t know what she would do if she lost.

“Fuck that slut’s pussy with the word ‘slut’.”

Senna said, recalling the ‘Toilet’ on her own cunt. But it was unacceptable for her as Mina. It was clear that her husband would not stay still if she got a tattoo like that.

“Hey! Are you crazy?!”

But Senna shrugged her shoulders without changing her expression. Seeing that, Mina, in preparation for the time she lost, stopped worrying about a mild punishment that would not be revealed and would not interfere with her daily life, and she said to Seongjae.

“Master! Label him a slave!”

Seongjae, who saw the two slaves asking each other for lethal things, said with a smile.

“Consult well and decide on the same thing. If she loses, don’t forget that she has to do it herself.”

Mina, who heard Seongjae’s words, glared at Sena and said.

“I don’t agree with what you said. Do it in moderation What are you going to do if you lose? And you already have a tattoo on your pussy and you want to cover it over? No.”

Senna looked at Mina and refuted.

“Joy. Of course I win Do you think I would lose to a slut like you?”

Mina said, resisting the urge to punch her Sena in the nasty face.

“Even if you’re sure you’ll win, you can’t. It has to be equal so you can lose, but betting on positions that already have tattoos is unacceptable. And if you have an idea, you should do it within a line where you can protect each other’s lives, are you sane?”

“How are you? Do you want to live as a slut and open your pussy to black people, and now live as a slave and keep your marriage?”

Of course I wanted to keep it. She is happy and happy living as a slave to Seongjae and being eaten by her, but Mina, who knows that this life ends when her appearance wears out or when her Seongjae loses interest in her, Mina is her stronghold. Had to keep

‘How can I turn that cheap bitch’s thoughts around…’

Mina, who was contemplating a proposal that could turn Sena’s heart, came up with the best proposal she could.

“Let’s make it a womb tattoo.”

‘If I lose, I’ll just pretend to my husband that it’s a talisman for pregnancy. Since he’s an idiot, he won’t even know what this is, so I’m sure he’ll be fooled if he says it’s an amulet that strengthens the womb.’

Hearing Mina’s suggestion, Sena replied with her sneer.

“Under. Do you think a picture would be better? Well, it must have been worse than being stuck with a ‘rag’. Good. I’ll listen. Instead, I will choose the design.”

The two slaves who determined the punishment like that reported to Seongjae, and Seongjae nodded slightly and gave the order.

“Good. If everything is settled, should we start now? Take off your clothes.”