Ruler of the Game 131

Chapter 131 – The Magic City and the Great Detective

Seong-il continues to walk down the street, lashing out at the members of 『The Club』 Who shout that he wants to buy Charlotte’s virgin.

To arouse her filthy mood, after pulling her Charlotte hard on her leash and bringing her to his side, he took her into his arms, as he had done with her Charlotte by the side of the road. After making her cuddle, she roughly kneads Charlotte’s voluptuous breasts.

“Ahhh… Thank you… Master.”

Charlotte has been trained to mechanically say thank you whenever Seong-il touches her own body. She very naturally clings to him, thanking Seong-il for his touch.

‘Hmm… It feels nice… Touching the chest seems like a panacea.’

As he massages Charlotte’s soft and tender breasts, Seong-il feels her anger subside and her mind calmed down.

Not long after walking while touching Charlotte’s chest, Seongil and Charlotte arrived on a fairly spacious and secluded stage.

Audience seating consists of two tiers surrounding a square podium. Among them, it was impressive that it was made to be able to look down from the second floor.

‘Hmm… Did you make it possible to enjoy the first and second floors from three sides, excluding the back of the stage? With a building of this size, there must be quite a number of VIP members.’

Seong-il is surprised at the size of the stage, where 50 people can enter.

‘I have no idea how many powerful people from all walks of life are enjoying crimes in 『The Club』.’

While thinking so, Seong-il and her party pass through the podium and arrive at a place that seems to be a waiting room. Then, Mustache, who was entertaining customers inside, approaches him and talks to him.

“Ah, Conan-sama. You’re here.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Yes. Conan-sama. Thank you for participating in today’s ‘contest’. By the way, Conan-sama is the last contestant.”

“Hmm… It’s burdensome. Is there a reason it’s the last time…?”

“Haha! You can see it as a declaration ceremony and consideration for the first contestants. After all, the first contestants don’t know how the ‘contest’ works. So roughly halfway through, they enjoy and learn from the shows of the first contestants, and based on that experience, the final to put on a show.”

“Ah… I understand.”

“With that in mind, if you can enjoy yourself in the front seats I’ve designated for you, I’ll be there to meet Conan-sama around the end of the 3rd and 4th contests.”

At the words of the mustache, Seong-il nodded lightly, expressed an affirmative answer, and moved to the seat he had assigned.

‘Hmm… I wonder…’

While thinking so, Seong-il sits in a chair and waits for the ‘contest’ to begin. As he waits, lost in thought, a mustache appears in front of his podium and calls out to the members who have filled the audience.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for participating in this ‘contest’! There are a total of 13 contestants today, and especially the last member is a new member for a VIP promotion after a long time, so please cheer for it.”

“Haha! You’re new!”

“Ohh… Then, depending on today’s results, useful ‘stuff’ will be added?”

“I’m new! I’m looking forward to it!”

The chatter of established members popping up here and there. Seong-il ignores their chatter and waits for Show with an expressionless expression.

“Okay! Then let’s begin! First of all, these are twin slaves trained by our club’s proud ‘Furniture Maker’ Pique, the first member!!”

‘Crazy… What’s a furniture maker?’

Seong-il is taken aback by the absurd mustache member introduction. Just as he was dumbfounded and waiting for the show, the stage door opens, and a middle-aged man wearing a mask and two young women following him appear.

‘Oh my God… What did you do…’

Twin women with nipple and clitoris ring piercings and thin chains.

The chains attached to the three pierced parts moved all at once in the direction of the navel, and were gathered and fixed in a ring attached to the navel. And a middle-aged man with a thin chain like a thread attached to the belly button ring and holding it in his hand.

‘… Is she piercing Claire’s nipples and connecting her string to one place and wearing it like a dog leash…?’

Instead of masks, the women, whose eyes were covered by large eye patches, had their hands tied behind them, presumably to prevent them from resisting the nipple and clitoris piercing strings that their owners had suspended.

‘…It’s scary.’

Seong-Il is disgusted with the taste of the bloody ‘Furniture Craftsman’. He thought while recording the scene on video.

‘…Fuck it, I’m going to go to the waiting room after recording enough evidence. I can’t because I’m going crazy…’

While Seong-il was thinking that way, the man dragged her by the chain and dragged them along.

“Huh…! Huh…!”

Pique’s hand movements are so stimulating. In particular, the stimulation of the ring attached to the clitoris seemed to give the girls a strong stimulation to the extent that they could not come to their senses.

‘…Doesn’t it hurt? Why…?’

As they are extremely sensitive erogenous zones, they would groan in pain at Piquet’s light movements, but instead of groaning in pain at Piquet’s movements, they only let out nasal sounds filled with pleasure.

Pique led them to the middle of the podium. He greets the members very gracefully and then begins his introduction.

“Hello everyone! Thank you for giving me this honorable opportunity to participate in this quarter’s ‘Contest’.”

Clap clap clap!!

The VIP members of 『The Club』 Cheer for such Pique with strong applause. And after nodding lightly at them, Pique continues.

“First of all, the six slaves I brought are twin sisters, as the moderator said earlier. I made them obey the master’s words thoroughly. In particular, I am proud of the near-perfect training in immobile posture.”

At his words, Mustache very naturally approaches him and asks a question.

“Oh! Can you explain in detail what level it is? Pique?”

“Haha! It’s faster to show you with actions than to explain in words.”

After saying that, Pique untied the chains on the twins’ navels, moved behind the twins, untied the ropes from their hands, and ordered one of the twins’ women to do so.

“A! You are a flowerpot from now on!”

‘…Can that bastard?’

Then, as soon as one of the twins, called A, heard Piquet’s command, he fell to her knees without hesitation, threw her back behind her, exposed her breasts prominently, and then opened her mouth wide.

At her attitude, Pique puts on a fishy smile, takes a vase from the table and takes out a flower, then approaches A with the vase and pours water into her mouth. As her A fills her mouth with water, Pique puts a flower in her A’s mouth and continues her explanation.

“As you can see, my six slaves never release their commanded posture after I give them orders!”

After saying that, Piquet exclaims as she looks at the rest of her twins.

“B! Chair!!”

At Piquet’s words, as soon as his order is given, the woman immediately stretches down and assumes a posture.

At B’s posture, Pique smiles very satisfied with her, approaches her, grabs her by the leash, and moves her in the direction of A, who is in her flowerpot posture.

As if to show off to the members, Pique slowly dragged B and approached A. When Piquet arrives in front of A, he silently raises his whip and mercilessly strikes B in the buttock.

Damn!!

Flinch!

Pique’s merciless whipping is incomparable to the usual Holy Day or Millie’s whipping to warn Charlotte.

Whip Pique’s lashes were so painful that even though he had been hit once, his buttocks were stained red. Despite being whipped like that, B’s body flinched slightly, but did not show any significant movement.

After swinging her whip at her B like that, Piquet doesn’t give her any words, and sits on her B’s back as if to ‘puff it up’ and crush her.

Fuck!

“Huh!”

The size of a pique that looks quite overweight. When the weight of Piquet, who seemed quite heavy, was suddenly placed on the slender B’s waist, she must have been in quite a bit of pain.

‘Wow… It holds up to that.’

However, B. Seong-il desperately endures the weight of the pique without any movement even though she may let out a moan full of pain. At that time, Seong-il was shocked at how hard she had to train to be like that. The unimaginable began to unfold before his eyes.

“Now! You’ve seen B’s patience, right? But A is even more amazing!!”

Having said that, Pique took a barrel from his bag and placed it on his lap. Then he takes something out of the canister on his lap and starts holding it in his hand.

‘…Needle?! No way?!’

While Seong-il is shocked, Pique picks up a needle and slowly inserts it into A’s chest, which has become a human water bottle.

“Grrul…!”

Perhaps because his mouth is full of water, instead of moaning, A lets out a scream close to gargling. But she desperately holds herself still, not moving her body an inch, unlike her moans of pain.

‘…I can’t see any more.’

Seong-il frowns on her cruel appearance, and she feels the urge to leave the competition as much as possible. However, she desperately perseveres and continues to record on her crystal to collect evidence.

“Gruul… Gruul…!”

A, who was bubbling with water in her mouth and groaning in pain. Before she knew it, countless thin needles were stuck in her chest.

Such a success made A feel so painful that cold sweat rained down from her whole body. By the time she tried to turn her head away, feeling sorry for her that her holy day was like that. Pique exclaims.

“Now! What do you think? Isn’t this enough to call these six slaves ‘human furniture’?”

Clap clap clap clap!!!

“Awesome!!”

“They have great patience?!”

“I’ll borrow it later too!!”

The sound of applause from all sides, and the mad evaluations of members. Towards them, Pique rises from her seat and bows to her members, then she commands the twins to stand up.

“A, B! Come back to the six slaves! And say hello to the members.”

“Yes!! Master!!”

The twins, who had been immobilized for nearly 10 minutes, quickly got up from their seats and took a posture as soon as Piquet’s command was given. Then, in the direction from which the cheers of the audience can be heard, he gets on his knees and bows to express his gratitude.

Seong-il, who was watching such a mad situation, lost her words and sat there in a daze.

In that way, the VIP members of 『The Club』 Began to show off their perverted and brutal training achievements by bringing in sex slaves.

The second member to appear was a female member wearing an elegant mask, exposing her breasts and genitals.

She brought in a man whom she claimed to be a slave to tame, and two thin threads were tied to the testicles of a naked man wearing her mask.

As soon as she got on stage, she crawled on her males on all fours and then. She started riding on his back. Then, after grabbing her thread tied to the man’s testicles, she tugged on her string, signaling her pain and demonstrating the performance of an assistant trolling her horse as if taming her horse.

A third male member brought on stage a beautiful woman who had completely removed her mask and completely exposed her face. After boasting that he had hand-painted the tattoos on every corner of her body, he made her introduce herself to the lady.

Surprisingly, she is the fallen daughter of the kingdom’s long-established aristocratic family, unable to meet her fallen family’s huge debts, and ends up selling her body, enslaving her current VIP member. Introduced.

After her introduction on why she was sold was over, she knelt down, spread her legs wide, and exposed her private parts for all to see. He said that he would stay in her kingdom until then, and then he would leave for the Far East and become her sex slave. In commemoration of her becoming a sex slave, she will sell her body to other members for free for a week, so please use it a lot, she cried out in tears.

Seong-il couldn’t stand the bad taste of the members of 『The Club』 And got up from her seat and thought about it as he went back to the waiting room.

She said, ‘I can’t take it anymore. We’ve even secured a video of a slave from a noble family, so we don’t need any more evidence.’