Chapter 166 – #42_Tattoo
One.
120 days of Sodom.
It is a forbidden book written by a mad perverted aristocrat in the 18th century.
The author of this book is the famous Marquis de Sade, and he has written many books that are cruel, sadistic, and unethical enough to be the origin of the term sadism.
The most representative book is 120 Days of Sodom, but even if you look at Gyubang Philosophy full of Sade’s ideas, you can guess that this nobleman is not a normal human being.
Because of the shocking and unethical content, it was designated as a banned book… I remember that I read it once in the past and immediately covered it because the words stimulated my curiosity.
This is because, contrary to the terrifying notoriety, I couldn’t erase the impression that it was a house of delusional daughters of perverted aristocrats who pretended to be noble.
“Tree, I’m sorry humans.”
I bit my lip as I stared at the book I had thrown on the bed without reading a single page.
To confine people arbitrarily and give away books like this to a subject who sexually abuses them.
It may have been formal black humor to me, but it was a great threat to the victim.
Will you be like this in the future? Doesn’t it sound like saying
It’s been quite a while since he last left.
It was nice to get out of the darkness that had confined me to solitary confinement, and the fact that the room that had been like a torture chamber had changed into a cute one was a psychological comfort, but not being able to guess the flow of time makes people nervous.
So, I’m measuring the water level by pouring water into the bathroom basin.
The water will evaporate over time, and I plan to use it as a substitute for the calendar by remembering the amount.
However, it would be difficult to use it to grasp the time in detail like a watch.
– Growl…
But the hunger was still there.
Hunger is the most effective way he controls me.
I can’t figure out how to solve this.
It takes a day or two to fill your stomach with tap water.
-Gigigigigg!
The iron door opened with a familiar sound.
When I was stuck in a dark place all day, there was at least a nice corner.
I hate everything now
Bad child.
Still, what needs to be done must be done.
I brushed off my clothes, got up, and walked to the door with colorful tiles.
“You’re home… Dad… “
“Okay.”
In fact, from the moment I said hello, my pupils were shaking wildly.
What did I just see?
Could it be that the hallucinations are due to excessive exhaustion?
When I saw the person re-entering the room after a polite belly button greeting that I couldn’t stop eating, I barely held my mouth open.
“Hi? Your name is… Mari Kim?”
There was a female silhouette next to it, so at first glance, I thought it was Shin Harin.
But today’s guest was a person I could never have imagined.
The culprit of the Cheonsang-gye Jaestudy Academy.
The person who doubted my relationship with Yoo-chan to the end.
It was Naye Choi.
Before that, there was something to point out.
“It’s not Kim Mari. This is Maria Kim.”
“Maria is cute.”
“My name is Maria Kim!”
2.
The dinner prepared by Yu-chan today was shashlik, Russian-style grilled lamb on skewers.
Unlike Chinese-style lamb, which is cut into small pieces and left without a chance to taste it, the difference was that the meat was sliced and grilled over charcoal.
Carefully removing a chunk of meat that was beautifully plated, Yu-chan cut it with a knife to make it easy to eat and put it on the plate in front of her.
I stared at the mutton dangling from the end of a fork like a crusader who found the Holy Grail.
The section that has undergone a Maillard reaction has turned crispy like a cookie, and the section is pale pink, with juices bursting out when you bite into it.
The scent of birch smoked chips that stimulates the sense of smell, combined with the well-roasted meat scent, made the stomach sway.
Put it in your mouth and think about it.
It was my mistake to think that it was just plain mutton.
The flesh of the meat crumbles the moment you crush it with your teeth.
Like melting high-quality butter in a well-heated pen, the rich fat of lamb is embedded in every corner of the taste buds.
The way he bursts out the juices with each bite proves how well he grilled this meat.
And this taste…?
Spices such as chives, which are liked and disliked in Shashlik, were neatly restrained, but there was a newly added arrangement.
It must have been marinated with spices and shredded onions at the stage of aging the meat.
The sweetness of the onion enhances the characteristics of the lamb while removing only the necessary amount.
I felt like I would shed tears over the meat I hadn’t eaten in a long time.
If it wasn’t for the situation like now, I would have been able to enjoy it more happily.
“What do you think?”
“Don’t… Drink… “
“Good. Chew thoroughly. You haven’t eaten meat in a long time.”
I can affirm that I have never expressed my true feelings to him.
Even though it was very embarrassing and nerve-wracking to wear twin tails and kindergarten clothes in front of a girl of the same age and talk like a child.
He diligently sliced the meat and put it on the plate in front of me, asking Naye who was sitting next to him.
“What about me?”
“I like everything the teacher has done for me.”
“You’ve done your best, so eat a lot.”
“Yes, hehe.”
Seeing them conversing in an orderly manner in front of me, who is madly craving meat, they are definitely a couple.
No, what
It did feel a little bit different.
At the academy, Choi Na-ye still had a strong sense of adulthood, but now she is an immature child who wants to be loved without fail.
From the beginning to the end, it seems that honey is dripping from the eyes that light up Yu-chan.
Okay.
It can be between lovers.
No matter how big her age difference is, she can show a side she doesn’t usually show that love has no borderline race.
But no matter how you think about it, isn’t it strange?
This is the basement of a ruined house.
That this is an obvious crime scene can be guessed by looking at the locked door from the outside and the delivery table in the middle of the room.
It is said that it is abnormal for Choi Na-ye, who is only a mere student, to play with him even after coming to such a crime scene.
Or was she, like Shin Harin, completely submissive to him.
No, the atmosphere is too different for that.
If Yu-chan asks for his heart her, he will take it out with his own hand and support it.
For dessert, a sorbet of slightly frozen grapefruit puree was served, but fortunately it did not come out covered in semen.
After the happy meal, Yu-chan took the dishes out of the cellar.
I want to talk to Choi Na-ye at this time.
“Here, it’s me.”
“Yes?”
“How did all this happen?”
Naye’s expression of her, as she tilted her head and answered, did not harbor any sense of incongruity or doubt about the situation.
She is like an NPC who can only react to set events.
It might be a little frivolous to ask her about this, but she was too curious to bear it.
“I’m stuck here… Can you report it?”
“Declaration? What?”
I whispered to Yu-chan to see if he would listen, but Na-ye’s reaction was still odd.
The staring gaze of her has been pleasantly hung up until now, and there is no smile.
The sight was kind of creepy.
“Here they are illegally imprisoned… Without my consent.”
“Hmm~”
Naye nodded her head as if she understood.
Then the door opened and Yu-chan entered.
I immediately shut up.
He was carrying a large black suitcase.
Throwing the cigarette in one hand out of the door, he roughly put the black glossy suitcase on the floor.
“Ah… Dad, I didn’t ask before… What happened to this?”
“What?”
“Why is Choi Na-ye here, and what the hell is this…”
“Are you curious?”
Yu-chan unlocked the suitcase, took out a black box from inside, and patted Naye with his hand her.
“It is me. Maria wants to know about our relationship.”
Naye walked up to his gesture her and stood straight up looking up at him.
No matter how you look at it, it is a strange reaction to a strange spell.
-Slap!
“Ugh!”
Yu-chan slapped Na-ye hard on the cheek as if chasing after her flies.
The sound was so terrifying that even I, who was far away, shrugged my shoulders.
Naye, who had fallen down, got up without a sound and approached Yuchan again.
They do not raise any questions or complaints about the sudden slap.
“Take off your panties and show them to Miss Maria.”
“Yes, teacher.”
Naye lowered her head to Yuchan and took off her skirt and underwear at the same time.
When she saw the look on her face her as she walked toward me, she could n’t help but shudder.
Aside from being beaten, her cheeks her flushed red.
Her eyes were moister than before and her breathing her became slightly rougher.
Without thinking too hard, I could understand the cause.
It is sexual arousal.
Naye held out her own neatly waxed cunt to me, showing off.
Two things shocked her.
One is that her labia are vulgarly tattooed with the words used pussy and jism toilet.
Another thing is that love juice, like a lot of love gel squeezed out just from being slapped on the cheek of her, was dripping down softly.
Rather, to have such a tattoo on the labia… What the hell does this man think of a woman?
“Can you guess now?”
“This… Nonsense…”
It was a story that was far from common sense, which even I, who was accustomed to all sorts of absurdities, could not accept.
I realized it when I saw his handling of Naye and how she obediently obeyed Yu-chan.
Choi Na-ye was not just his lover his, but his slave his.
“It’s me, it’s enough to stop.”
“Yes.”
Naye put on her clothes again and hurriedly ran to Yuchan and clung to them.
Then she whispers with a look of hope for his reward her.
“Sir, Marie asked me to report it.”
“Okay?”
“Yes, she says she is locked up when she doesn’t even want to be illegally locked up.”
“No, it’s not like that…!”
“Shh.”
As soon as he was about to make an excuse, Yoo-chan put his hand her to his mouth her and urged him to be silent.
I can’t bear to meet his gaze her and avoid his gaze her.
No matter how much I thought I’d tell you.
Choi Na-ye was a completely different opponent from Shin Harin, who quietly turned a blind eye to my careless remarks.
“It’s me, well done.”
“Hehe, please be prettier.”
Naye becomes happy at the touch of Yuchan stroking her hair.
Yu-chan walked up to me with strides and grabbed my head with a violent hand.
“Do you want to get out of here?”
“Ah…No…”
“Are you even going to lie now?”
But let me out right now, you bastard! You can’t say that!
It was a mistake to make a cubic decision in the first place.
She should have looked at the situation a little more calmly.
“I… Send it, Dad.. Maria said something wrong… “
“Hands off.”
She trembled at the future tragedy and tried to be hugged by him, but Yoo-chan only responded with a bitter look.
“I’ve been preparing some good news for a long time. Apparently Maria needs punishment. Take off all her clothes from her.”
“Yes Yes!”
I hurriedly threw off my clothes.
Showing such rudeness in front of not only Yu-chan but also a girl of the same age as her, brought back the humiliation he was accustomed to.
Yes, like shashlik with moderate acidity.
In less than 10 seconds, I became the way I was born.
I was already scared to death, but when I took off my clothes, I felt the bloody cold air crawling over my skin.
“It’s me, get some electricity from outside. Maria, you lie down there.”
“Yes, teacher.”
“Ugh…”
I lie down on the delivery table while Naye goes out with the yellow electric extension cord.
Heturun does not resist or resist.
What happened to him while lying on the delivery table is stuck in my mind like a terrible trauma.
All you can do now is follow his instructions his and beg.
“Anyone can make mistakes. You may forget your situation, or you may forget important rules.”
“Hey… Dad… “
Yuchan leaned over and placed leather restraints on my arms and legs.
With the sensation of his flesh being crushed by the cold leather, Yu-chan added an extra layer of restraint.
A restraint that tightly compresses the neck to prevent movement, and a restraint that crosses the chest to prevent twisting of the torso.
Before that, it was hard to move, but with just two more, I couldn’t move at all.
“Maria is stupid, so I have to give her a definite punishment. Every time you look at your body her, you can think of your mistakes and reflect on them.”
He took something out of his black carrier bag.
It looks like a catalog that you see when you go to a hair salon, but what’s inside is something new.
Heart-shaped decorations, decorations decorated with rose vines, and patterns that look somewhat uncomfortable.
“This… What is this?”
“Choose one. I’ll engrave the one I like the most.”
After connecting the power supply to the electric plug Choi Na-ye had brought, Yoo-chan held a pen in front of me.
It’s a tattoo device.
Oh My God…
This man is trying to get tattoos on my body just like he did the absurd tattoos on Choi Na-ye’s genitals.
“I’m going to make it big here. I’ll make it a pretty pink color. Don’t worry too much I’ve done it a few times, so I’m good at it.”
He circled his finger on his lower abdomen below his navel, indicating the approximate size of the tattoo.
I cried out in fear.
Aside from the pain of the tattoo itself, we know how difficult it is to remove a tattoo once it has been engraved.
You’re going to embed such an ugly and vulgar pattern into my lower belly?
“Ah… Dad… “
Without even thinking about how to make the most heartbreaking and miserable plea, Yu-chan blocked my mouth.
The thick smell of her cigarette her stung her nostrils.
“Did you see my tattoo? Would you like to change it into letters and carve it on your face? I’ll write Herbal Pussy Maria Kim so that anyone who sees Miss Maria’s face will know that you are a slut.”
“Ahhhhh…!!”
A woman’s face is her life her, but what is this crazy bastard thinking!
When he shook his head and refused, Yu-chan finally let go of his mouth her with a satisfied smile.
“Then let’s start with the transfer paper.”
