Chapter 6 – Home and Reunion (6)
Isabella’s white feet press the back of Becky’s head. It was painful and uncomfortable to have her forehead touch the hard floor, but to Becky now, it was no different from foreplay.
“Under. Are you glad you stepped on it now?”
Along with a cold sneer, the power of the foot pressing the back of the head becomes stronger. Becky’s forehead and nose are pressed against the floor, and the pain intensifies little by little. She ends up turning her face a bit. Isabella’s clean, smooth skin pressed against the curves of the side of her face.
“It’s a real dog pervert.”
Isabella’s profanity and Becky trembles slightly in her body.
“Do you really like being stepped on by your childhood friend?”
Her toes playfully brush her lips and the tip of her nose. Becky glances over at Isabella, barely resisting the urge to lick her tongue.
It was a cold queen, with a sadistic smile on her face, coquettishly pressing her face with her right foot. There was only contempt and ridicule, not a hint of warmth in her purple eyes.
Just seeing her cynicism made Becky feel her body tremble.
“Answer me.”
Her toes fall off playing with her face. Becky holds back his regret and lowers his head.
“…Yes♥… Becky is a pervert who likes being stepped on by her childhood friend…”
“Kukkut, that’s pathetic.”
Isabella wildly thrusts her toe into Becky’s mouth.
“If you like being trodden on like that, can you serve the foot that treads on you? Do it carefully.”
This is the command Becky has been waiting for. She opened her mouth slowly and carefully sucked her toe with her tongue. Isabella enjoys the soft touch of her warm tongue on the tips of her toes.
“Chew… Hehe… Ha…”
Becky painstakingly licks Isabella’s beautiful feet, trying to contain her moans. Her white toes glisten with Becky’s saliva.
Sometimes, they carefully kiss the top of their feet, and sometimes they caress each spot carefully, using only their lips. Until every nook and cranny of her feet was clean.
“Stop.”
At Isabella’s words, she gets down on her knees and puts her hands together respectfully. This is the so-called standby posture, which is usually taken until waiting for Isabella’s order.
Her flushed face and Becky’s face, drool-soaked with zealous service, her blonde hair tangled, but Isabella’s orders took precedence.
The perfectly trained look of Becky thrilled Isabella.
But she doesn’t break her expression and watches her toes with her nonchalant eyes. Even if it wasn’t so, her pure white skin sparkled like porcelain after receiving Becky’s service.
“My Becky’s ugly entrance service was well received. Really, this is your only use, what would you have done without my pet dog?”
In response to Isabella’s question, Becky, as she was educated, comes up with the lascivious lines to her utmost that will satisfy her.
“…Because of my filthy female nature, I’d beg any man to hug me and fuck me, and I’d be lying under men, making obscene noises and dripping pussy juice…♥”
Sentences that were so obscene that I couldn’t believe they came from the mouth of a normal person flowed from her mouth. Already tamed by Isabella’s behavior, she was unable to feel shame for her.
Rather, the more he uttered these words, the more they wet Becky’s legs, little by little.
Isabella smiles in satisfaction at her embarrassing confession. She gets out of bed and gently pushes her forefinger up her chin, which is wet with the saliva of her loyal pet dog on her lap. She looks down at her hazy eyes.
Her clouded blue eyes held only the image of her master.
“Then, should I thank my master for saving me from such a life?”
“Ah…”
Becky let out a low moan and bent over, bringing his head together to the floor. She also remembered to put her hands together respectfully on her head.
“Thank you for saving a… Lowly, lascivious bitch like me… From a miserable, miserable, miserable cum dripping future… Master.”
Isabella felt a little tickle between her legs. That someone else in her longing for herself to the point of being so broken gave her her fetish sexual pleasure.
“By the way, a slave girl who is so grateful to her master.”
She slowly lifts her hand, still supporting Becky’s chin, along her jawline, then presses her hand hard against her cheeks. In a split second she pouted her lips comically.
“How dare you touch your master’s cheek, who taught you how to be a jerk?”
Becky wanted to open his mouth, but he couldn’t say anything because the strength of his grip made it hard to believe that Jericho was coming out of his hands.
“Originally, stupid bitches have bad memories, but our Becky is especially. I thought you wouldn’t make that mistake because I trained you.”
The force that had been applied to Becky’s face was released in an instant. Feeling her tingling pain, she bowed her head again.
Although her master lovingly educated her, like her stupid bitch, she made her mistakes again. She must have been disappointed, but she did not dare to understand her master’s feelings.
She had sinned and had to atone by receiving her punishment.
“I’m sorry, master… Punish the stupid bitch…”
Becky bows her head again and asks the owner. At her words, Isabella snorted at her and said,
“Since when did bitches wear human clothes?”
At her words, Becky slowly unbuttoned her blouse and took off her clothes. She also took off her undergarments under her top and folded them neatly beside her. Her master hated dirtying her room.
Soon after tidying up her clothes, she gets down on her knees in her naked state and returns to the waiting room with her hands neatly gathered.
Isabella admires her body for a moment. She was more of a lustful body than a beauty.
Beneath her face kneeling politely, her large, soft breasts, small pink areolas, and nipples protruding from immoral foreplay, the curved waist beneath them, the widening silence followed again, and her navel concave above them. .
And further down, on the triangle between the narrowed and attractive thighs and silence followed, a faint trace of newly sprouted pubic hair.
Isabella frowns. Surely she would have told me to tidy up. It was a really messed up slave.
“I must have told you to always clean your hair.”
At her words, Becky bows her head deeply and makes excuses.
“That, that’s it, stop doing what the master told you to do…♥”
But excuses aside, Becky’s cheeks were red and her eyes were full of lust. She agrees to be tricked, even though Becky knows that she deliberately did not clean up her care, wanting to punish her.
“Really, what should we do with our pet dog…?”
Isabella slowly walked beside her slave and cocked her head, holding her blond hair tightly. Her lips gently touched the ear of the slave who frowned in her pain.
“Should I just stick with Roxy like a bitch?”
A soft whisper tickled her ears, making Becky tremble. Her tickling, her feeling of being controlled by letting go of all her will was another pleasure.
“Huh? How is it? I’ll let Becky live the life of a bitch, mating every day and night in heat. Don’t you want that too?”
Becky replied, twisting her body at the tickle of her whisper.
“Ugh…Jyu, if the owner wants… I’ll be happy with anything…♥”
She was a slave who answered nicely as she was educated, but her docility made her want to be capricious.
“Your answer is wrong.”
Isabella whispered sweetly, then stepped back from her and alternately slapped her slave on the cheek. The sound of crashing and crashing echoed through the room. Becky’s head wiggles around in her gum.
Dump-
Only when the slave falls down beside her does she stop the slapping and take her handkerchief to wipe the slave’s sweat and saliva off her hands. The slave, with red marks on both cheeks, staggered to his feet and returned to his waiting position.
“Yeah, like a bitch, you want a dick to shove your cunt, don’t you? Like a lustful slut.”
“Ahh, heh heh…♥”
The tongue was chewed during the beating process, and the pronunciation was crumpled. But Isabella didn’t stop there.
“A filthy bitch like you who can only think about getting fucked is to be punished.”
Isabella approaches the closet placed on one side of her room. When she lightly touched the wall of the closet, which was slightly larger than a normal closet, she came out with a box containing punishment tools.
She reached out and took the ripe cane in her hand. It was made of rattan and was strong and durable. She lightly pats her hand opposite her and goes back to stand in front of the bitch waiting for her.
“Ah…Don’t tell me, Juhiin,..Nim…♥ Punishment is Jebaal…♥”
The slave clung to Isabella’s leg and pleaded, but her voice and her eyes were full of vulgar anticipation. Isabella could no longer hide her feelings of elation and her sadism when she saw her childhood friend so ruined.
“Dirty bitch!”
She swung her cane hard. Red marks appeared on her slave’s right shoulder and back.
“Black!”
The slave trembles and wraps her hand around her hit area. Isabella undid a few of her buttons and rolled up her sleeves, feeling her body heat up as well.
“Don’t lay your hands on your master,” She said, “But in real terms, uneducated worm slaves dumber than bitches deserve to be beaten.”
She returns with a friendly voice, as if she were grown up, and she gives an order through her excited breath.
“Lift on her ass on the bed.”
Becky hesitantly gets up and climbs onto the bed. In the brief moment she climbed onto her bed, water dripped from her crotch and soaked her carpet.
Kneeling on her bed, the slave on all fours lifted her hips towards her. It was moistened with water flowing from Noe’s vagina, exposed towards Isabella, and the dripping juice soaked the bed sheets.
“Master…♥ Please, forgive me…♥”
Lying on her stomach, looking over her shoulder at her master, the slave swayed her hips in delight, not the words she spoke out of her mouth. Isabella had to work hard to keep her dignity as her master even after seeing her.
“…A bitch like a filthy whore.”
Isabella held her cane aloft, and she slammed it quickly into the slave’s soft ass.
Slam-!
The wind cut through, and with a sharp sound, the branch buried itself in the slave’s skin for a moment. Once hit, it left a long, bright red mark.
“Aww…!”
The slave bent his back, clutching the bed sheet with both his hands. The blow she felt from her hip spread all over her body, delivering her tingling pain and unreasonable pleasure. But the owner did not stop beating her.
Slam-!
“Huh…!”
With each one, two, and little by little, the slave had to bury his head in the bed pillows to make sure the sound didn’t leak out. After the blow stopped, she breathed and tried to find her sanity in the waves of pleasure and pain as she commanded her master in a heated voice.
“Tell me what you did wrong.”
Her hand, wet with her heat, touches the swollen wound. A few tears fell from her slave’s eyes at her stinging pain, but her gentle touch turned her pain into pleasure at once.
“…Beating one at a time, one by one. The beatings will not stop until I tell you all the reasons for my disappointment.”
The sound of the sharp wind followed right after that, and the slave sobbed with tears at the pleasure she felt from her hips.
“Master’s body… A dirty bitch like me… Has touched it…”
Another one.
“Ugh… Even after being educated by the master… He couldn’t abandon his stupid bitch nature… He didn’t push the plot… That the master commanded… ♥”
One more.
“Huhhhhh”
And the slave’s twisted confession after one was rewarded with the pleasure that only her sharp pain and submission could provide. In her constant altercation of pleasure and pain, her master’s beating stopped just before she passed out.
“Haa…♥, Haa…♥”
After collapsing on her bed, she stares at her master with her tear-stained vision, panting as if she has sprinted.
Her master, drenched in sweat from beating her, brushed her hair to one side of her, looking at her with her lustful eyes. The moment the cane slipped and fell from her master’s hand, the slave realized what she had to do.
“Jooin…♥”
The words she wants to hear the most, right now.
“That value…♥ Punish the pervert bitch slave girl with a stupid slut nature…♥ All night long…♥”
Saying so, the master approached the slave who twisted his body, burning his lustrous eyes.
