Chapter 103 – 32. Slavery Declaration (3)
103.
Everyone has a sexual fantasy they want. Even if it’s not that, should I say it’s a tendency? Everything has its own standards.
What is Seoyeon’s personality? Sometimes he wants to own me, but now he likes to watch me have sex with other people.
Ha-eun is clear. Is it Mesgaki or Girall? I like to mess with me, climb up, and then get fucked like a dog.
And Jung-ah…
Before he met me, he liked to be trampled on and trampled under him, whether he was a man or a woman.
But now.
“Huuuuu…”
In front of me, he lifts his red-hot buttocks and shakes it around asking for a quick hit.
-Cheol. Chunk.
Every time Jeong-ah’s hands moved, the handcuffs connected to the bars were pulled tight and there was a clicking sound.
– Sweep. Sweep.
He held the paddle in his hand and rubbed Jung-ah’s hot butt.
“Hee, hee!”
Seoyeon. Haeun. Jung Ah.
When I saw them in trouble or suffering, I felt a sense of joy.
I thought about it every time.
Doesn’t every man have thoughts like that at least once in his life? That I want to crush a woman under me and see her face floundering in her pleasure.
So, in the meantime, I am not a pervert. It was injected into himself as if it were brainwashed.
Until yesterday.
No, not even a few hours ago.
It was fixed on Jeong-a’s butt, which was now visible in front of her eyes.
Looking at the red-hot traces I carved, I think.
Want to hit want to bully I want to see you crying and begging.
I have to admit now.
Please hit me please eat it hard Treat me like a real slave.
To Jung-ah who said that, I was the same pervert as her, who said that she was a pervert.
– Huung.
As she raises the paddle that was on Jung-ah’s hip, she hears the wind cutting through her.
And just like that.
―Cheo-eo-eo-eok!
“Huh!”
Lying facedown on her bed, Jung-a wriggles, her arms stretched out toward the grate and only her hips lifted.
“Numbers. I don’t count.”
“Heuuuuu07e… Kakao, I forgot… Number, I forgot the number… Sin, sorry… Heeik!”
As I tickled her blushing buttocks with my fingertips, Jung-a’s waist straightened.
Chicken meat sprouts from her swollen ass.
“Yeah? Did you forget?”
“Yes, yes, hehe… Forgot, forgot…”
“Then count again from the beginning.”
“······Yes? Yes, yes! I’m sorry! Chuck, I’ll count from the beginning! I’ll start counting again from one!”
She turned her head back and when her eyes met mine, she lowered her eyes and shouted, as if a slave had dared to look into his master’s eyes.
It’s really unique. I like the attitude of submission.
I raised the paddle high again and hit it more gently than before.
-Chaaaaak.
“What’s wrong…?”
Jung-a, who was very nervous, tilted her head.
“Can’t count?”
“Ah, ha, one!”
“You’re late. Start over.”
“Yes, Neet…!”
-Chaaaaak. Chaaaaak.
Each time the paddle was struck in succession, numbers flowed out of Jeonga’s mouth.
However, there was no reaction like the first time.
Just a formal, uninspired voice.
“Woah, six… Lord, Master…”
“Why. Look ahead.”
Junga, who was trying to turn her head back gradually, looked forward at my words.
“That, that’s…”
He hesitates and hesitates to see if there is anything he wants to say.
“Say.”
“Heh, heuhuh… That, that’s… Ah, please don’t do it like before…?”
Why didn’t you hit me hard like before? At that, I smiled.
“Why? Do you want to be hit like before?”
“Ha ha… Yes, yes! Ah, just like before, hard, hard!”
He stretched out his left hand and massaged Junga’s butt.
Hot ass.
“Hmm… Then, what if Jeong-a’s butt bursts?”
“Tur, can it explode…”
“I really won’t stop this time. Even if Jung-a cries and makes a fuss.
“······Huh, huh!”
It’s your last chance. It really hurts a lot when I handcuffed you and hit you for the first time, so this is really the last chance I give you.
Jeong-ah, who had answered right away, fell into deep trouble this time.
Every time I stroke her ass and sleep, the scorching heat enters my hand.
Haha… Lord, Master…”
“Huh?”
Junga’s face is not visible because her eyes are looking forward.
I still feel it. The determination was firmly imprinted in Junga’s voice.
“Sometimes, please hit me… It’s okay if my butt bursts…! Please hit me!”
What is this feeling that is felt deep in her heart at Jung-a’s words.
Relief.
It was a relief that she felt in her heart, worried that Jung-a would give up.
Her relief disappears, and anticipation takes its place.
What kind of appearance will Junga show? What kind of cry will she make? What will she scream
“Count the numbers right this time. If you’re late or don’t tell me, you’ll have to start over.”
“Yes! Count the numbers correctly…!”
―Cheo-eo-eo-eok!
Before Jeong-ah can finish her sentence, a paddle flies into her hip.
Her red, swollen buttocks sway as she gets hit by her paddles.
“Queuuuuu!”
7 times now. She still has 93 more to go.
– Cheoeouk! Cheerful! Cheerful!
“Kuaaaaaqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq
Each time I hit the same place in succession, Jung-a’s butt goes down more and more, and she bursts out calling me from her mouth.
“Lord, Master! Wrong! Wrong…!”
“I said I wouldn’t stop. Raise your ass.”
“Turn off, turn off…!”
I can feel the water in Junga’s sobbing voice.
Tears that come naturally from excessive pain.
Even so, she forcibly lifts her hips at my command.
She raises her hand with her paddle again and slams it down relentlessly.
―Cheo-eo-eo-eok!
I hit the other side for Jeonga who was in a lot of pain.
“Huh ah ah ····
The strangeness of Jung-ah’s voice, which had suffered from pain a while ago, comes out.
I threw her paddle on the bed and stepped in front of Jung-a’s buttock.
– Steamed. Steamed.
As soon as she put her hand on her pussy, she felt the heat and love juice.
A large map was carved on the bed with love juice that was already dripping.
“What is this?”
“Huh, heuhuhhh… Ah, love liquid…!”
– Steamed. Steamed.
“Did you get this cheap while getting your ass beaten? Didn’t Jung-ah get punished? Did you use this much sex without permission while being punished? Should I get scolded?”
“Ahhhhh.
He swallows her fingers with his pussy and even at this moment pours out his love juice.
-Tsukkeok.
She removes her fingers and stands up, holding the paddle in her hand.
“Add the tropics.”
“Ha, ha… Eh? Oh, no! I-I’m dying! Master! Forgive me just once, Master!”
At the sound of my chilly voice, Jung-a presses her hips against the bed and shakes her head.
“Put your ass up. Don’t listen. Add more tropical.”
“Huuuuu!”
Twenty units were added in a short time.
Realizing that there is no point in holding out any longer, Jung-a lifts her butt.
―Cheo-eo-eo-eok! Cheers! Cheers!
“Quaaaaagh! Yea, twelve! Thirteenth! Ten, ten, ten foureeeee!”
Twenty units have been added, leaving more than the hundred initially mentioned.
However, both of Junga’s buttocks were already stained red and swollen.
It doesn’t stop though.
That’s what Junga wants, and it’s also what I want.
“Put that ass up, bitch.”
―Cheo-eo-eo-eok! Cheers! Cheers!
If you don’t lift her ass, you just have to hit her harder.
“Kwaaaaah! Fifteen, ye, ten, oh, oh, 10, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! I was wrong, my lord! Lord, my lord!”
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―Cheo-eo-eo-eok! Cheers! Cheers!
“Ahhhhh, forty -four, mourning, open! Lord, mastery!
Jung-a continued to shout and hoarse her throat.
Even with her cracked voice, she continues to shout numbers as the pain spreads, starting from her hips.
Still, was 120’s too much from the beginning?
The moment the paddle was raised again.
“Ha, Ha Jun-ah! Ha Jun-ah!”
Twisting your whole body and shouting my name.
The handcuffs that were tied to her hands also swayed back and forth and collided with the iron cage, making a metallic sound.
Only then did I throw the paddle onto the bed.
“Huhhhhh?
I quietly look down at the back of Jeonga, who is crying with her face buried in the bed.
He beat her evenly so as not to get hurt as much as possible, so it went over her buttocks and went up to the back of her thighs, red and red.
She is in proportion to him, and the map engraved on her bed is reminiscent of a map of the world.
Burr. Burr. Even at this moment, the buttocks trembling relentlessly.
The moment you put your hand there.
“Hey hee hee!”
– Fuchs! Few shoot! Few shoot!
I can feel her buttocks radiating heat from the wind that had been beaten up a while ago, and at the same time, love juice spurts out of Junga’s pussy.
“Are you very sick?”
Judging that she couldn’t continue, she spoke lightly.
“Huhhhhh”
He rubs his face on the bed and groans.
I let go of the hand that was kneading my butt and walked towards Junga’s face.
“Listen to the face.”
“Ugh…!”
He continues to rant because he is ashamed of his appearance.
“Write it. Hurry up.”
“·········.”
Junga’s face slowly lifted.
Tear. Snot. Saliva. A face stained with all sorts of bodily fluids.
My eyes were swollen from how much I cried.
My face is getting closer and closer to Junga’s face.
The faces that were getting closer faced each other, and their lips met.
– Churup. Chew.
Each other’s tongues intertwine, and each other’s saliva crosses their mouths.
After a long kiss, each other’s faces fall apart, and saliva lengthens and falls onto the bed.
“Haha······.”
Jeong-ah stopped crying and looked up at me with a hazy face.
Stroked her hair
“Good work. You endured well.”
This was enough to endure. It was good for a first time. He comforts her not as her master, but as Lee Ha-joon, a human who mixed her body with Jung-ah.
“······ Say you like it…”
“I like you.”
“······Say I love you···.”
Her body trembled at Junga’s words.
She imagined what would happen to her if she got caught by Seo-yeon, then opened her mouth when she realized that there was no way she would be caught.
“······Love you.”
She would have said otherwise. Right now, at this moment, it is true that I love Junga more than anyone else.
As I stroke her hair like that, she smiles brightly.
“······Me too… I love you too, Master…”
It’s obviously a face that’s ruined a lot in the eyes of others. My face is covered with things I don’t know whether it’s tears, runny nose, or saliva, but why?
“·········.”
My heart is pounding.
It was a big deal.
She wanted to torment Jung-ah even more.
“It’s Jung.”
“… Yes, Master.”
“Because we haven’t hit all 120 yet. Let’s continue with our pussy and get punished.”
“·········Yes?”
I got up from my seat and went to the wall, not paying attention to Junga’s answer.
From small sizes to dildos that look bigger than my cock, they are lined up.
[We disinfect every day, so please use it as much as you like.]
Relieved by such a notice, I pick up the dildo.
Biggest dildo ever.
“Lord, master! You are the master!”
Jung-a’s eyes were filled with fear as she saw me approaching her with a dildo.
It’s all because of you, Jung-a.
So… Let’s get punished?
