Tonight， You Will Be Mine. 384

Chapter 384 – 38. Hot Springs and Meat (4)

The three slaves looked up at their master with dumb faces and tilted their heads. I felt puzzled by his attitude of not even bothering to think about his intentions. It had to be that way. For the nine dancers, Rom was almost like a god.

He would probably hang himself without hesitation even if he was told to die in a casual passing comment. The obedience of the slaves, including the three women here, was perfect. Of course, there was no need to ask a doctor, just one command was enough.

But why?

The Baron was anxious and waited for their answer. While the twins, who were busy keeping an eye on me, were wondering if they had a separate agenda, I gave it to Claudia, who had asked first if she could swallow it since there was a lot in her mouth.

“Gulp, gulp…” …”

A beautiful woman with a well-toned body and dark features kept moving her uvula. She smiled her eyes as she turned over the ash and even the fully-smoked butt a couple of times. After doing her business, she gratefully drank what her master gave her, just like when she flushed the toilet.

“Master? I emptied the ashtray and toilet thoroughly. Please use it again when you feel like it.”

It was an extremely satisfying sight to contemplate. After giving her a brief silent bow, she finally carefully asked what she was curious about. It was nice to see that she seemed to be feeling less burdened, as if the words she had told her earlier to relax were sincere.

“Hey, may I ask who you are going to meet?”

“The heads of the territory. “First, I will meet the mayor of Saint-Buch and his mistress.”

“If we follow, what is our role?”

“Is it some kind of folding screen? As you all know, my physical condition is like this right now.”

Only then did the slaves seem to understand and nodded. Rom has certainly returned from a boy to a young man, but if you ask him if he has completely returned to being Baron Arden, who would be awe-inspiring even to those who don’t know him well, it’s not true.

“I plan to put pressure on him to investigate the charges of conspiring with a neighboring nobleman. But when I thought about what a good way would be, this came to mind.”

He slapped her hard enough to make Claudia’s head turn, and then he hugged her numb cheek and enjoyed her clinging to his touch. Even though she was stabbed for no particular reason, the female who smiled instead of getting angry was once again a great asset.

The sight of her young man spitting in the face of his bitch and insulting her is sure to be effective in many ways. If you are a masochist who only feels pleasure instead of crying even when you are brutally beaten, even the most hard-hearted inspector will be surprised.

“If you don’t feel like it, there are other ways, so don’t worry.”

“You don’t have to worry about our opinions…”

“What are you talking about that you don’t know? If you let them do whatever they want, it will feel even more special when you trample and humiliate them later. Besides, you are not just slaves. Because you are my slave and no one else’s. Of course, you should treat him appropriately. “It’s my privilege and only to be treated like a toy that is suitable for snacks.”

The three people who had been listening quietly blinked in confusion. Without knowing who would go first, they looked at each other’s faces and opened their mouths one after the other.

“Well, I’ll do it. I was busy lying down and eating snacks. I can help as much as I want if it helps the master’s task. Furthermore, I feel like there is some sense of accomplishment.”

“If you do it, then I…” … ?”

“If it’s not an order, I’ll leave. It’s a pity to miss out on the opportunity to be loyal, but I’ve decided to help the head girl with her work later. “I am helping a former employee who is opening a new clothing store, and I would like to learn from him, even just looking over his shoulder.”

Rom, who readily gave her permission, sent her sister on an errand to visit her in the basement. In the absence of female workers, who would normally have been confined to one of the labs or labs, the desired cosmetics had to be delivered directly. Therefore, Nicole and Rosaria each returned with different items.

“I didn’t know you were interested in sewing.”

“Well, you have a fucking uniform to wear in front of your master, right? I also wanted to make at least one pair of clothes myself. “It’s not that I doubt your skills, but when it comes to house clothes that adapt the traditional clothes of wanderers, I, as a man from Manushi, am more knowledgeable in this field.”

“It’s amazing. I’m looking forward to it. Then Claudia, go ahead. “She can stay here until Françoise returns. She can rest in my room.”

She bowed slightly and left her room. As if taking turns with her sister, who returned just in time, she headed towards the Baron’s bedroom in the distance. Meanwhile, Nicole and Rosaria, who had packed a large basket full of items used for persistent teaching, were chattering in very excited voices.

“It reminds me of playing with dolls when I was young. It was made from rice straw, but I thought it was good, so I carried it with me every day. Sometimes, if I find scraps of used fabric, I pick them up and use them to make clothes.”

“It’s a doll, so I heard there are some noble collectors like that. “If you think about it, I’ll give you money. Would you like to buy it little by little and save it up?”

“That’s nice, but right now I want to focus on this first.”

“It’s about scolding the scum who dares to ignore the master’s blessings and still associate with nobles. In any case, our sisters will prepare thoroughly and help you. “If you leave it to me, I can come up with a few clever ideas.”

The two slaves’ job is to create the so-called atmosphere. It is a fact that is not often highlighted because they are often used as tools, but the dancers who were part of the Seokhwadan in the past were skilled in assassination and various sabotage operations. Naturally, he was able to easily satisfy the Baron’s taste and meet the conditions necessary for the mission.

“Okay, let’s hear what we have prepared.”

“I’ll start with makeup. When it comes to expressing a subordinate bitch, there’s nothing like smudges around the eyes. Since this is already done, it would be a good idea to add your own tastes. “I can recommend heavy makeup before a performance and light makeup to look good when meeting sponsors.”

“What they have in common is that they both have dark eyelashes. This is to highlight femininity. The one my sister and I are used to is the lighter one, but I think the owner would probably prefer the rag-like feel…”

The powder was applied by swirling a fine brush into a bowl filled with ink-colored powder. They took turns drawing strong lines in each other’s dark eyes. The traces painted black around the brightly sparkling eyes were very alluring.

“For the rouge color, I recommend a lively pink color. “It gives the impression of a combination of the fresh energy of youth and the color of a vulgar prostitute.”

“It’s surprisingly simple, isn’t it? Well, my females are beautiful and smooth without having to bother with powdering. I heard that it usually takes about an hour just to dress up like this.”

“I’m careful not to sound cocky, but fortunately, our natural off-white color is good enough that we don’t need to decorate it except around the eyes and mouth. The purpose of makeup is usually to hide bad skin and make your complexion stand out.”

“Women who boast such soft skin don’t have to suffer anymore. But the important thing starts here. “While you specify one side’s clothing and accessories, you have to mercilessly pierce the other side’s throat like a masturbation tool.”

Rosaria approached, smiling mischievously. While her twin brother took out her eye patch and cowhide leash with her magic letters on them, she got down on her knees and gave his cock a sticky massage to her pole and scrotum. When the slightly flaccid head of his prick became stiff and erect again, she kissed him and offered her hair that she had gathered in advance.

“Aren’t you bored just waiting? Please listen as she gets her sister’s throat and pussy served. “You have to wipe away the tears to complete the makeup stains, so don’t look at me as if I’m struggling.”

“Guheup, oek, puhhehe…” …”

“This eyepatch is the work of Her Highness the Duchess. It has a luminous magic, and it is possible to transmit a video by matching it with a nearby crystal ball. I think it would be a good idea to put this on us and let the guests see the extra items we brought.”

“Kkeokkeok, kkeokkeok, kkeokkeok…” …”

“The leash is woven with a special knot, and you can hold the end here. This is where you hang your thumb, and if you lightly spread your finger, the snare that we are tying around your neck will tighten and block your breathing.”

“Pucheup, Kehek, Kuheup… !”

“That’s the usage example. First, if you give an order that is difficult to follow, then if you pretend to hesitate, they will tighten it. If you don’t want to end up worse than this, leave it until it passes out as a hint that you better behave yourself. “While you’re trembling and shaking, I’m going to smother the fountain with water.”

As I listened to the faithful explanation, a sense of urgency came over me. Rom let go of the tangled hair and immediately took his dick out of Rosaria’s mouth. He smacked her saliva-covered penis against her pretty face and finished it off with a ton of old cum.

“Puh-ah, keekkeek…” …”

“It’s true. “My face with makeup ruined makes me look like a prostitute.”

“The point is this. Here, the master’s freshly cummed is spread evenly. Even the smell has to be strong for it to feel lively. If it’s not too much of a hassle, could you please simply scoop up what’s left in the urethra and drop it on the top of my head?”

There was no reason to refuse. The owner, who looked at the pillar above the female with her head bowed, dropped the items that were unable to come out due to her stiffness. It’s sticky like glue, so if it dries a little more, it’ll be like cum so that the vaginal secretions can seep into her hair.

“Sister, then it’s Gyodae.”

“Do you want to explain from a distance? The smell of cum is strong.”

“Hey, that’s too much…”

“It goes back to the intended topic.”

As they said, everything was arranged by the twin sisters. This time, Rom, who had been thrusting down Nicole’s throat, looked at the tools that were revealed next. There was a unique appeal in the way the older sister softly explained the actions and methods that would degrade them even as her younger sister was being humiliated at a level worse than rape.

“I brought something made of iron and covered with leather to be restrained. You may not have used it yet, but it is the prettiest thing we used during training. Of course, the posture when wearing it.”

“Isn’t it a bit short?”

“The metal hook is inserted into the buttocks. Next, we place both hands behind our shoulders and place them in handcuffs to complete the process. “It is a masterpiece that the more you struggle, the deeper it penetrates, and you have no choice but to obey.”

“Yes, without question it must be Lucienne’s work.”

“The beauty of this item is that it pushes the breasts forward, making them stand out. So, if you wear jewelry that transmits electricity like this, it will stand out. We have prepared several designs, one pair each for the nipples and clitoris, so please feel free to choose.”

“Should I use straight nipples like these? I think it would be fun to have small bells on both sides that rattle every time you hit your breasts. There’s nothing I like about the clitoris, so I temporarily wear something that looks like a ring. If I’m going to pierce it and insert it, I want to choose it properly later.”

And finally, a statue imitating the Baron’s cock, a thin whip and a writing utensil.

“It’s a fake penis that slaves always bring with them, so they don’t forget what their master looks like. I’m thinking of stuffing this into my empty pussy. There is no separate stopper. It would be better that way to keep the tension looser.”

“What about a whip and a fountain pen?”

“How can the skin of disciplined slaves be used like this? There should be at least one or two neat marks on the chest and buttocks. “I also brought a fountain pen because I wanted people to scribble on it full of insulting phrases.”

The Manushi women, a wandering people of Gaul, have a sweet perception that even though they are poor and persecuted, they do not abandon their proud and strong personality. The directing of a pair of sisters being tormented by such a female is definitely effective.

It may not be as much as the imagination of a female worker, but it is quite good.

The Baron, who was secretly impressed, leisurely kissed Nicole and then personally served her. One day, she put on each person an eye patch linked to the crystal ball that I recorded, and restrained her in a position where her armpits were clearly exposed.

It wasn’t long before her sister’s nipples and clitoris were sparkling with jingling metal jewelry. A large object was pressed deep into her closed mouth, and there was also a leash tied around her collarbone that would make her face turn pale at any time.

“The beating should feel like a fresh beating, so it would be better to hit people later when they come.”

All that’s left is graffiti.

“Okay, what should we both write?”

Rom, holding a fountain pen, asked for the request, saying that since pigment was added, it would not be easily erased. The slave sisters, who were not in a position to back down from that fact, were willing to be tied up in a mess and begged.

“I think it would be sexy if you wrote something new on my chest. Name Nicole. I’m twenty-one. Manushi prostitute slave. There is a disposable cum container in the lower abdomen. “I put it in parentheses, and it’s just for the owner?”

“Then, please do the same for me. Instead, just write ‘shit on your right cheek’ and ‘addict’ on your left cheek.”

“Oh, this is shameful! Are you going to keep teasing me to get points?”

“What did he say? “You fawned over me and said, ‘Please use the cum bucket instead!'”

“Huh, did you find that annoying? “You should have said that first!”

“Because you’re going to do that? “Master, please write ‘slut pussy bitch’ on Nicole’s lower stomach!”

“Please write ‘asshole bitch’ on my sister’s forehead! “There’s a lot of cum in the lower abdomen, so put it in parentheses and say it’s discarded!”

“Hey guys, this is a pigment that doesn’t come off easily… ?”

* * *

Could this also be considered a kind of political fight?

The fight between the sisters, which arose during a graffiti competition, ended up creating a messier appearance than either of them had planned. What’s even more funny is that the conflict between the two was not easily eliminated and continued to escalate.

“Wow, this is my first time seeing her husband in the bitch’s doghouse.”

“That terrible language aside, you’re here at the right time, Lucien.”

“Why? It sucks, but did I go out and kill time with these bitches?”

“I’ll explain later, so can you please stop them first… ?”

Blindfolds, restraint devices, nipple and clitoral accessories, massive fake penises, whip marks, traces of dirty graffiti, and even a leash that can be tightened at any time.

“Aha, I don’t know, but I guess you were playing with dolls? But why did you stop doing it? After injecting opium into my forearm, I will make a few needle marks and emboss the Ardennes crest on my buttocks with a hot iron and engrave it as my property.”

Fortunately, the advice given by the female worker, who quickly realized the situation based on such clues, made Nicole and Rosaria dumbfounded.

“Uh, I see. Thanks for the advice. You’re probably busy, so stop researching…”

“Right? After all, I’m the best, right? Instead of doing this, should I bring what I was researching this time? I’ve already brought in a new familiar, and I’ve evolved it into a weak tentacle that you insert into your ear canal and parasitizes on your brain, so it’ll be perfect for these bitches!”

“No, it’s okay. We’re sorry…”

“What are you talking about? Don’t you like it? Or, there are modifications without surgery. Why do drugs act on the central nervous system and mainly affect the respiratory system? That’s where I got the idea. Conversely, if you turn the lungs and liver into erogenous zones, you’re going to roll your eyes like a crazy bitch every time you take a breath, gush, and run away until you’re exhausted from exhaustion, right?”

“Lucienne, I know you are the best idiot in the Barony, so please stop…”