Chapter 3 – 003. A Slave’s Tone Must Be Sloppy, and a Slave’s Duty Is to Play With His Master’s Body
Enemy to fulfill the duty of national defense.
Yuseong Jin once did a work called ‘Moving a bag of rice’.
To minimize the load on his shoulder should be placed on his back, he was almost fucked using the way his back would go out.
It was an ignorant way to carry it while supporting it with both hands and resting it on the upper body.
It was very clumsy and dangerous.
However, when he started working as a handyman, he had no one to teach him the right way.
An executive named mandarin fish or a lieutenant.
The work, which was forcibly mobilized by order of the one called -THE ENEMY- in English, could have ended the man’s life.
I almost got my back cut, but I’m lucky.
The amount that the soldiers in the territory where he was at the time would eat it in just 15 days.
The quantity is 4 tons.
He was ordered to move 100 sacks of Naratmi, each weighing 40 kg, with three people, which is about 33 sacks per person.
As a result of working the wrong way, he went to the medical department and was prescribed a patch on his back.
And after 2 weeks, he got back to his original condition.
The correct method was learned when the work was almost finished when an executive with both angelic and demonic sides, the ‘Chief of Conduct’ appeared.
So Jin Yoo-seong, unlike when he greeted other executives, only showed hospitality by 0.2% when the acting officer appeared.
Unfortunately, he was destined not to become a sergeant for the rest of his life due to embezzlement, but he was remembered as a decent person in Jin Yoo-seong’s head.
During break time, the police officer called a soldier and made him play a strange joke, but when it was over, he said, ‘Oh, did this turn out like this?’ He used to create miraculous results that he wanted.
The things made according to the instructions of the officer made it easier to enjoy military life.
If you think about it, it’s just that you’ve been harassed.
Due to the long conscription, Jin Yu-seong and his colleagues were completely out of their minds, so they only focused on the preservation of their conduct.
Even if he gets angry sometimes, he is a gentle man and a man of good manners.
In the end, he realized that he too was nothing more than -THE ENEMY-, when he was invited to become a professional sergeant.
I don’t like any more joking.
Stop the painful work of forced labor.
Fortunately, it ended with a vague memory thanks to being discharged after refusing a professional sergeant.
So, what is the reason Jin Yoo-seong recalls the messy past?
Because the owner weighs the same as a bag of rice.
It is even because they are moving in the clumsy and wrong way of the time.
In fact, the method of transfer is slightly different.
Because I’m hugging the princess
Jin Yoo-seong just escaped from the dizzying situation.
In addition, the orders she gave to Jin Yoo-seong are nothing compared to those of the military.
Touch, stroke, hug
Estimated 164 cm, 45 kg, big breasts, ant waist, easy delivery hips, silver haired red-eyed beautiful girl was very fragrant and soft, and at 40 kg, it felt lighter than a bag of rice.
‘Ah—- imprinted on her brain. Confirm that this touch is not a dream.’
Jin Yoo-seong muttered to himself as if answering a walkie-talkie out of the blue.
Summoned to another world overnight, he tried to confirm that it was not unreal every moment.
If it’s a dream, you probably won’t be able to recreate the tactile sensation you’ve never touched.
“Haaang…! Ah…!”
So squeeze and squeeze.
The left hand past the waist is enjoying the softness of the actual breast.
Walking while holding in the princess hug position.
If someone sees it, they caress it to the extent that they might think, ‘It’s dirty, but they rub it for a long time.’
It would be difficult to hold it while holding it, but it does it well with the help of ‘command’.
Actually, I just faithfully follow the master’s words, carefully giving instructions.
“Whoa… Holding a big baby in your arms, I mean here… Hauh…! Let’s get weaker about kneading the butt! Breast a little more boldly! Squeeze it hard! Oooh, no, it’s softer than before. But twisting and holding it as if in surprise…! That… Yes, like that! Ha ha…!”
He was being taught in detail by her mouth how to touch him to feel good.
“Like this? Can I do this…?”
Round and round.
Pinch pinch!
“Ahhh…!? That, that’s it…!”
‘Really, what the hell are you doing in this town?’
Jin Yoo-seong was unfamiliar with the perverted situation, but considered it an indulgence, saying, ‘Because the owner makes it’.
He said that he was only doing what he was told, and he enjoyed playing with the chubby female body like a toy.
Being active, he climbed the stairs and walked the hallways with little fatigue.
It was because touching a woman’s body was more important than the difficulty of carrying a person right away.
Endorphins are secreted so that the virgin body never complains of fatigue.
“Huh… From around the corner, to the right… Turn around… Room 501 is my private room…!”
Parr…!
As if reaching a climax from the mere caress of virginity, her master cringed and trembled.
The man, thinking that he could make her climax even sweeter with a hasty thought of sympathy, continued to caress her persistently.
“Heyhee hee…!”
Sylvia buried her face in Jin Yuseong’s chest and trembled.
Jin Yoo-seong saw her love juice dripping from her forearm as she massaged her buttocks.
Arriving at the front door is already over.
Jin Yoo-seong stopped caressing her and said to the owner who felt like he was being touched.
“Everyone is here.”
“Huh!? Already…?”
‘Fuck… Something like wise time might come and scold you. Did I go too far?’
He sighed with respect again.
‘Is it okay for me or not? I haven’t said anything with my tone yet. Even if you look so young, you’re the owner, so should I keep talking to you with respect? …Because I’m a slave, right?’
Although he is a slave, Jin Yoo-seong’s heart is a little light because he was a poor class on Earth.
‘Still, it hurts to be summoned without a smartphone because I had to charge it… I just have nothing. But it’s really pretty.’
Jin Yoo-seong is relieved to see that she is comfortable with her words and does not point out.
‘My older sister has a weak body, but her face looks younger than me… How old is she?’
“My slave, give me your hand.”
“Yes. Here, the slave hand is coloneled here.”
Jin Yuseong put her gently on the floor in her hugged posture and held out her hand.
Sylvia put the ‘handcuff’ back on, and put it on her door, gently waving her wand up and down over her as she chanted her spell.
“I command you in the name of the owner of this space—to register this person here as a resident.”
-[Sign up]!
‘I think I used some magic, but this time it doesn’t shine?’
Jin Yuseong looked at her curious eyes and Sylvia explained what kind of magic she had used.
“Slave, I’ve registered you as a resident of this room. The door will open automatically when you come closer.”
Click.
As soon as the words were finished, the door opened by itself.
‘Oh, this is an automatic door. It has magic, so it must be a real savage medieval level.’
“The private room will not open if there are other people besides the registered people. You can’t let other people into the room on your own, so make sure you know.”
“Oh… Really, only individuals can come in and out…? The security is good, but I think it’s a bit inconvenient.”
“Hmph! You have to cast a temporary registration spell every time you want to invite someone to your room. You can only enter and leave once while the magic is active, so be aware of this. A witch’s private room is very important, so security is important. It’s natural.”
“Okay… I got it.”
“…Ha, that’s right. Do you have to teach me all of these things? Slave! If your master tells you something in detail, you should give him a kiss that sucks up his tongue like a carnivorous animal preys on its prey! “
“Yes, yes? Tongue? Yo? Suck… Um…”
“And! I’ve been bothering you since before! What’s with the ridiculous tone!? Do you think I’m your mother? Why are you using honorifics to your master? Talk to your master in a flattering way!”
“Huh!? You shouldn’t speak respectfully to your master… Okay…”
“If you’re a slave, speak confidently like a slave!”
“…Yea, I got it.”
The man answered in a bewildered voice.
‘Is being a slave confidently wearing shorts… They’re completely different from the slaves I used to know…?’
“Phew! You’ve got a long way to go. Hurry up and kiss my face deeply! If you’re clumsy, I’ll scold you!”
The owner sighs as if he is frustrated, then pulls his clasped hands tight and insists on kissing me deeply.
‘No, what the hell is the point of being scolded if you make a messy kiss…?’
Jin Yuseong was difficult to understand at all. However, he moved his body according to the ‘command’.
Until this morning, he was a virgin who had never experienced a first kiss, and with the help of his master’s ‘order’, he gave a natural and violent deep kiss to his master.
“Chung… Whoop… Whoop… Whoop… Jjook… Jjurub…”
A kiss holding on to the owner’s small face. Deep kiss for about a minute while holding the chin with one hand and the cheek with the other.
Side. Jjook. Side.
Master who suffers from it.
After the tongue-in-cheek kiss with Jin Yoo-sung, her pupils are relaxed and drowsy.
I look up at my slave with ecstatically wet eyes and enjoy the afterglow of a deep kiss.
For a moment, she quietly hugged her Jin Yuseong with her arms, then lifted her head to meet her eyes.
Since Sylvia entered her St. Georgia Magic Academy, she had her first visitor to her private room, a witch’s workshop she had never let in other people.
She said proudly.
“This is my room! The bed was changed to a two-person bed in advance for a slave to be summoned someday? Heh! I’m glad that the master is ready!”
With her triumphant voice she put her slave’s arms to her breasts and hugged her tightly, then curled up the corners of her mouth and thrust her head back.
‘What? What do you mean…? Ah! Was it just to stroke it?’
Jin Yuseong gently parted and stroked the rich silver hair that the owner had pushed in.
“Whoah… They say that having a slave changes things… It’s true…”
“Yes?”
“Again! Strange way of speaking! Use sloppy language like a slave!”
“Oh sorry.”
“If you keep making mistakes, you have no choice but to take them to the underground sexual torture room and receive punishment as well as mental training. No matter how strange you are, you are locked in a secret room alone, the master’s body is bound, and you have to play with every part of your body without being able to rest. This is a severe punishment. If you receive , your actions will be quicker, right?”
“…By the way, that, surname… That, you said earlier, no, you said no. What kind of punishment is that…? It’s not me, it’s me. I don’t quite understand I mean…”
Ah-oh.
Jin Yoo-sung stutters at her when she hears the absurdity, and her transitions don’t work out, which annoys her.
“Hmm. You were called from somewhere else! Oh, okay, I’ll teach you. It’s going to be long, so don’t forget to stroke my hair? And I told you not to say honorifics.”
The owner who gets angry but comes into his arms and kisses his body.
Her man had to pet her and make an effort to listen to her.
“Whoa… These are the hands of a slave… Oops! Let me explain? Here, slaves are obliged to squat and touch their master’s body often.”
What is that The conversation continues even before the man’s question is answered.
“That’s the basic attitude of a slave summoned by his master. Usually, slaves can only be acquired through summoning magic. In the case of some nobles with low magical qualities, they pay a ransom to appoint one of their slaves and make a contract with them in writing. Make a deal too.”
It was a point of entry.
“I’m a high-ranking noble and an elite among witches? You, you’re lucky. The master who will plant your seed as a slave is excellent.”
As for the last words, Jin Yuseong couldn’t just listen.
“What? Seed, what…?”
