Chapter 29
“Gooooook...ooook....ook...”
At the same time, at Mr. Choi's villa.
Mr. Choi looked at Lee Ha-young, her head thrown back as she remained impaled on his cock.
Her eyes were rolled all the way back, and her ugly body was leaking semen from her pussy.
The ultimate fate of a woman whose mind had been completely reprogrammed and who had been transformed into something hideous.
Mr. Choi smiled.
Gazing at the pussy glistening with bodily fluids and semen, he pulled out the cock he had buried inside her.
-Sluuurp.
“Hmm...”
Mr. Choi looked over the slave bitch's body once again.
Her skin was tanned even more deeply than last time.
Piercings were stuck through her nipples.
Hair poked out from beneath her armpits.
Lewd tattoos were etched here and there.
Perfect.
The beautiful, radiant Lee Ha-young had fallen completely.
Anyone who had known her before would surely think that the Lee Ha-young of today was someone else.
“Looks like preparations are complete. It's time to present you at the appraisal.”
At Mr. Choi's muttering, Lee Ha-young tilted her head.
She took a drag from her cigarette and asked with a clear, innocent expression,
“Phew. An appraisal? What kind of appraisal?”
“Heh heh heh. There are plenty of customers who like broken women like you.”
“.....What?”
“I'll show you off to the customers today. You've fallen as far as you can.”
“Hah...♥ Can I fall even further than this?”
“Enough. Raise your armpits.”
“Yes.”
She spread her armpits wide.
A sour smell burst out.
Since she hadn't taken care of them, the smell had grown even more foul.
“An excellent fucktoy pig bitch. At this level, I might be able to get quite a high price.”
He was satisfied.
Very satisfied.
This result could rightfully be called top grade.
Mr. Choi slapped Lee Ha-young's butt—smack!—and opened his mouth.
“Hey, you fucking bitch. It's time to make money. You'll be sold for quite a high price.”
Traded.
At those words about trading her, despair colored Lee Ha-young's expression.
She hastily took the cigarette from her mouth and looked up at her master with desperate eyes.
“T-traded!? You don't mean... what I'm thinking you mean, right? Huh? I... if I don't have you, Master—”
“Heh heh. Don't worry. It's not what you think.”
Her master continued gently.
Tears gathered in Lee Ha-young's eyes.
She crawled to her master on all fours, hugged his leg, and said,
“I'm only Master's. I-I can't live without you, Master. Please....”
“Don't worry. Why would I throw you away?”
Her master's gentle voice.
Before long, he knelt and looked into her eyes.
“I'm only going to rent you out somewhere else for a while. You're my right hand, not a product.”
Her master's right hand.
Tears suddenly burst forth.
Lee Ha-young grabbed her master and cried out in a voice full of emotion.
“I'll really work hard. I'll do anything for you, Master. I could even kill someone for you!”
“Heh heh. No need to go that far.”
Saying that, Mr. Choi pulled her away.
Then he wiped her tears and said kindly,
“This time, though, you'll have to entertain another man. You know how much money I've poured into you all this time, right? I need to recoup it.”
Money poured into her.
Checks in denominations of a million won that he had tucked between her anus or breasts every time they met.
Lee Ha-young nodded.
Just as her master said, she had maintained her lavish lifestyle with the money he gave her.
She had bought luxury handbags, expensive clothes, dined out, and thrown her weight around at host bars with it.
“I understand! If it's what you want me to do, Master, I can do anything!”
Resolve filled Lee Ha-young's eyes.
Mr. Choi chuckled and patted the slave bitch's head.
Then he pulled out several checks, handed them to Lee Ha-young, and spoke.
“Good. Then go have all the fun you want before you go out on loan. Ah, I'll give you this as a reward, too.”
Mr. Choi rummaged through his inner pocket. The item he pulled out was a clear bag containing white powder.
“This stuff will hit hard. Go have a good time with your bestie.”
“M-Master!”
Lee Ha-young snatched the bag with a moved expression.
She stared at the bag with crazed eyes, snorting heavily.
The corners of her mouth rose into a leer on their own.
“Then go have one hell of a good time today. We're going to the appraisal tomorrow. Got it?”
“Hehe. Yees♥ Thank you, Master.”
-Kiss♥
Lee Ha-young kissed the glans of her master's penis, then stood up.
She put on vulgar clothes that revealed her figure, adorned herself with all sorts of luxury accessories, and finished getting ready to go out.
“Then I'll go have fun!”
“Heh heh, all right. Have a good time.”
“Yes♥”
Lee Ha-young left while calling her best friend, Jeong Soo-ah.
Mr. Choi watched the slave bitch's retreating back with a knowing smile.
He picked up his phone and called someone.
-Brrring.... Brrring.... Click.
“Boss. I answered the call.”
“Good. Tomorrow at 11 p.m. We'll hold the appraisal. Call all the VIPs.”
***
I was cleaning.
I was carefully cleaning the room where Master and Madam had just had messy sex.
-Fwoosh.
First, I rolled up the bedding and picked it up.
The bedding was smeared with Master's semen and Madam's love juices.
It was bedding with a foul yet lewd odor.
-Sniff sniff.
I smelled the bedding.
As I pushed the cloying smell deep into my nostrils, I imagined the intense sex between Master and Madam.
“Haa... haa...”
I was aroused.
My cock began to stiffen.
Just smelling this lewd odor brought to mind the brutal yet destructive sex between the two of them.
-Sliiide. Slide.
I began clearing away the other things near the bed.
I collected the dildo, anal beads, choker, rope, and bikinis covered in Madam's juices one by one, sniffing each of them once.
My cock began swelling even more.
“Haa.... haa....”
I also cleaned up the trash strewn across the floor.
Cigarette butts, tissues, and even hair, including Master's and Madam's body hair.
I sucked it all up with the vacuum, cleaning the floor.
“Lee Ha-young.... Fuck, Lee Ha-young...”
There was no one here but me.
While Master and Madam were away, I could enjoy this small transgression.
Calling Madam's name to my heart's content, I began stroking my cock.
“Lee Ha-young... you fucking bitch. You fucking bitch...”
Deep in my heart lay anger toward her.
And a vast love capable of covering it all.
Those mixed feelings of love and hatred made my cock swell even more.
“Fuck, I'll fuck you too.”
I decided to take revenge.
I decided to retaliate against Madam, who had ruined my life.
I had loved her so much.
I had trusted her to the end.
Yet that bitch treated me like a slave and shoved my life into the gutter.
Revenge was deserved.
-Rrrrk.
My trump card was a person-sized masturbator.
I pasted a sheet of paper with Lee Ha-young's face printed on it onto the masturbator's face.
Then I tossed it onto the bed without hesitation and took out my throbbingly erect cock.
-Sliiick... sliiick...
The masturbator's secret slit.
I applied lube there.
Then I rubbed the bodily fluids remaining on various dildos and anal beads around the opening before pushing my cock in.
Holding the masturbator, I began having vigorous sex with it.
-Creak creak creak.
I imagined.
I imagined Lee Ha-young with her eyes rolled back, impaled on my cock.
Does it feel good? Does it feel that good?
You fucking bitch, you must feel pretty damn good to be squeezing your pussy so tightly. You bitch.
-Creak creak creak.
I imitated Master's hip movements.
Embracing it with all my strength as if I could break it, I imitated his destructive piston thrusts.
And as though I were him, I put my hands around the masturbator's neck and strangled it.
Lee Ha-young's face, coughing and drenched in tears, rose in my mind.
I imagined Lee Ha-young's face as she begged me for forgiveness and barked cries of pleasure.
“Heh heh. You think I'd forgive you just for this?”
But not a chance.
You need to suffer too, as much as I did.
With my perfect technique, I'll properly train you, you fucking bitch Lee Ha-young.
“Ha—gasp!”
I clamped a hand over Lee Ha-young's mouth.
Lee Ha-young and I kissed passionately, our mouths devouring each other.
Then I felt that bitch's arms wrap around my neck.
I felt both her legs clamping tightly around my waist, too.
At last, this bitch Lee Ha-young had fallen to me.
-Creak! Creak! Creak! Creak!
My piston thrusts sped up.
The bitch's animal cries, shouting ‘Oook, oook,’ rang out.
Lee Ha-young was losing her mind from my perfect skill.
“Krrrgh...! You fucking bitch!”
The bitch squeezed her pussy as she cried out that she loved me.
I pushed my magnificently erect cock deep inside her pussy and began ejaculating like a waterfall.
Feeling the vaginal pressure urging me to ejaculate, I twitched my mighty cock.
-Gush! Gush! Gush! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spuuuuurt....
The pathetic ejaculation ended.
Reality returned quickly.
I kissed Ha-young's photograph.
Then I looked into the face of the woman with long, straight hair and fair skin.
My erection began to subside.
“.....”
I pulled out my cock.
Trickle—semen flowed out.
I quickly wiped up the semen with tissues and a rag, then grabbed the masturbator and ran to the bathroom.
I washed the masturbator with the showerhead and peeled off Madam's photograph.
“Phew.”
The masturbator was clean again.
I hurriedly put it into my personal bag.
If Madam found out about my little transgression, I might be banned from giving her handjobs.
That couldn't happen.
-Bzzzz.
Now that my little transgression was over, it was time to faithfully perform my duties.
I thoroughly cleaned Master's room with the vacuum.
I also washed the dildos and anal beads in the bathroom and left them where the sunlight reached.
-Sliiide slide.
I put the pillow in the laundry hamper.
I put in the multi-layered bedsheets, too.
Among the laundry piled up like that, I dropped a single drop of my semen.
I grinned.
“Heh. Does this count as having a threesome?”
Laundry mixed with Master, Madam, and my bodily fluids.
I carried it over and put it into the large washing machine.
I added detergent and fabric softener and ran the standard two-and-a-half-hour cycle.
-Whirrr... whirrr....
The machine began washing, spinning round and round.
I turned around and returned to Master's room.
I spread out the freshly washed bedsheets, placed the pillow, and flung the duvet open with a snap.
I sprayed deodorizer here and there with a hiss and opened the windows wide to let sunlight in.
This completely erased the traces of Master and Madam.
The room was clean again.
“Phew. I guess that wraps up my morning routine.”
Now it was free time.
That was all I had to do.
Cleaning this room once or twice a day, cooking once in a while, and various other odd jobs.
Just doing that earned me three million won a month, plus room and board.
For someone like me who could do nothing but cook, there was no better job.
“It's not so bad.”
I muttered that and lay down on the bed.
Three million won a month was more than enough to live on.
On top of that, room and board were free, work was light, and I had plenty of free time.
And above all, Madam jerked me off once a week.
That handjob gave me supreme pleasure that nothing else could replace.
Lately, Madam had been giving me handjobs while we inhaled drugs together, and now I had become unable to live without this pleasure.
The only thing bothering me was that Master was targeting my family, while Madam kept forcing me to attack my little sister.... Honestly, I didn't know.
I really didn't know anymore.
At first, I had suffered terribly because I couldn't endure those insane demands, but I gradually grew numb to such madness, and now it even aroused me a little.
No, imagining that dignified, intellectual mother falling apart aroused me quite a lot.
This was how I was gradually going insane.
"...No. Maybe I just chickened out."
But when I thought about it carefully, even this was rationalization.
I was using the easy excuse that I'd gone crazy to avoid facing my own weakness.
Yes, honestly, I... was afraid of Master.
During the few days I'd been staying at Master's mansion, I'd felt to my bones that he wasn't an ordinary man.
If I rebelled, I might be killed.
'I've gotten myself into a bad situation... I can't win....'
I had seen the subordinates who obeyed him.
Every one of them looked vicious.
Some were hulking men nearly two meters tall, while others were covered from head to toe in muscles and scars.
Yet all of them feared Master.
Even the worst criminal I'd seen on the news trembled before him.
From the basement I couldn't enter, desperate screams rang out.
I'd gotten myself into a terribly wrong situation....
“....Let's just sleep.”
I lay down on the bed.
Once again, I began escaping into pleasure.
I tried to ignore my situation, which had been shoved into a gutter, by imagining the most stimulating things possible.
Ordinary fantasies no longer aroused me.
At the very least, I had to imagine my little sister being conquered by me.... Only then could I escape reality.
Right, this time let's go with Seong-ah.... Use Seong-ah as my jerk-off material......
"......"
I felt drowsy.
Imagining my family falling into depravity made my head throb.
I'd just masturbated, the bed was soft, and the breeze drifting in made it the perfect environment for a nap.
My eyes slowly began to close.
˙˙˙˙˙˙.
How many minutes had passed?
I woke to a commotion.
-Step. Step. Step.
Footsteps were coming up to the second floor.
I quickly came to my senses.
It seemed Master had arrived, so I should go out to greet him—.
“Hh—mm... mmm.... hh—mm...”
Then I heard the sound of a man and woman kissing with their tongues.
It was probably Master and Madam kissing.
“Damn it.”
I quickly got out of bed.
The footsteps were drawing closer, so apparently they intended to enjoy sex in this room once again.
If they caught me lounging here carefree, I might be banned from jerking Madam off.
I hurriedly got out of bed and cleaned up my traces.
I straightened the deeply indented bedsheet and neatly arranged the disheveled pillows and duvet.
I also removed the hair I'd left on the pillow.
“Mmm...muuu...mm...♥”
The sound of kissing drew closer.
I thought quickly.
It was already too late to run.
So I could pretend to be tidying up.
I held deodorizer in one hand and a rag in the other and waited for the two of them to come in.
-Swing.
The door opened.
Spraying deodorizer on the pillow, I glanced toward the doorway.
There stood Master and Mom, passionately French-kissing.