What Would a World Where Sex Slaves Are Legalized Be Like?
The mother and her two daughters were released after five days. No, they had not been released. They had fallen into an abnormal world.
The clothes given to Joo-ah and Yuna were little more than strings that could barely be called bikinis. Soo-ah wore what passed for normal clothing—a white blouse and a miniskirt. It was not exactly normal attire, but it was clothing that could actually protect her body. It set her apart from the other sex slaves who walked around fully or partially naked. In other words, human rights had shown Soo-ah mercy. No one knew why. Perhaps it was simply because she was the youngest. That might have been the reason.
“Where are we?” Yuna asked.
“I don’t know,” Joo-ah replied. “According to Soo-ah, it’s a world where sex slaves are legal.”
Joo-ah twisted her body restlessly. There was nothing else she could do. Her breasts were barely covered by the string bikini, while her lower body was precariously concealed by a chastity belt equipped with bomb, electric, and shock functions. Her ass, however, was undeniably beautiful. As if to prove their shared genetics, all three women possessed exceptionally lovely breasts and buttocks. The string bikini only just managed to hide their nipples.
Yuna ran her hands over her own body. “My breasts feel bigger.”
“Mine too,” Joo-ah said, squeezing hers as well. Both women seemed to be struggling. If they weren’t, that would have been stranger. They had died and gone to heaven. If it truly was heaven, that might have been a mercy. Instead they had been dragged here as slaves—worse, as sex slaves. Though their most private parts were covered, they could not calm down. As time passed they had grown somewhat accustomed to their situation, but they could not adapt to the vibrator dildo buried inside their pussies. The constant, alien sensation kept stimulating their bodies without mercy.
In-kwon tormented the three women using the vibrator remote. They had no idea how it worked, but he could endlessly torture them through the devices locked inside their bodies.
“There’s no way to escape, is there?” Joo-ah asked.
“If we run and get caught, we’ll suffer something far worse. You know about the slave hunters, right?” Soo-ah lowered her head in fear.
While the three women plotted in the kitchen, In-kwon slept soundly in front of the living-room television. They never knew what he did normally, but it almost seemed as if he were deliberately giving them time to run. That, however, was an illusion.
The sex-slave-exclusive vibrator chastity belt gripped their pussies with heavy, unyielding strength. It seemed to echo over and over that they could never escape. The device had been developed by the greatest scientific genius in heaven. It sent deep, resonant vibrations through their wombs. The three women spoke as little as possible. Talking only made their situation more miserable. Its performance was terrifying. A single flick of a finger could send their bodies into uncontrollable spasms, leaving them unable to move. And if the bomb function activated? Instant death. The lower abdomen was a vital area packed with major organs. It was not a risk they could take.
The three women were truly suffering. Then In-kwon, who had woken from his nap, rose from the couch.
“Oh? What are you all doing huddled in the kitchen? Are you hungry?”
The three women exchanged glances. Joo-ah forced an awkward smile. “Ah, yes… we’re hungry.”
“There are sandwiches in the fridge. Help yourselves. If you don’t like them cold, warm them in the microwave.”
The women wondered whether he had drugged the food, but their hunger was too overwhelming to dwell on it. They took out the sandwiches and began to eat. The bread was cold, but the chicken breast inside made them edible.
Yuna suddenly began to cry. “This is wrong. We must have done something terrible to end up in hell.”
Hell. She wasn’t entirely wrong. This was a heaven that existed to satisfy lust—the Room of Lust. Yet satisfying that lust still required reason and humanity.
“We didn’t go to hell,” Soo-ah said.
“Then where are we?” Joo-ah asked.
“This is heaven. We should have gone to hell, but we were brought here as sex slaves instead.”
“Even the caste system would be better than this,” Joo-ah sighed.
Whether he had overheard them or not, In-kwon called out, “If you understand that much, you should start opening your hearts. There’s nothing for you even if you run away.”
The three women wanted to beat him senseless, but they could not. An invisible wall seemed to surround him. They had already learned the consequences of harming him during their five days of captivity.
It felt like deliberate brainwashing. The three women were thoroughly indoctrinated by the broadcast.
In-kwon did not give them ordinary food. He fed them a mysterious white liquid through a hose. It felt like human feed.
“It must be nice for you,” Joo-ah said to Soo-ah.
Unlike the two of them in string bikinis, Soo-ah was properly dressed. She wore actual clothing. Soo-ah avoided their eyes.
“What are you talking about?”
She stared into empty space. For reasons no one understood, In-kwon adored Soo-ah. While he largely left Joo-ah and Yuna alone, he always put a leash on Soo-ah and took her to places like The Park or The Cafe.
There were many interesting things in those places. The walls and tables had holes through which men’s erect cocks protruded and were fixed in place. At The Cafe, women were expected to lick or suck them. Numerous women gathered there, sucking the cocks as if dying of thirst. They stimulated the shafts with their tongues and worked desperately to draw out semen.
The male sex slaves working at The Cafe were forbidden from making any sound. It was an unbreakable rule.
“Yeah, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”
When the semen finally spurted, the women licked it up greedily.
Soo-ah and In-kwon sat across from each other in The Cafe.
“I don’t like places like this,” In-kwon said.
“Ah… men usually don’t, do they?” Soo-ah replied.
“Now that you’re here, how is it? Do you like it?”
“No.”
“Haha. You should say you like it.”
“Yes. I like it.”
Soo-ah reached out and touched one of the cocks. The shaft, which had been standing like a blooming flower, swelled rapidly because it had gone untouched for so long. The blood had rushed to it. Soo-ah stared at it for a long time, unsure where to look.
Carefully, she brought the cock to her mouth and began licking it diligently. The tip of her tongue traced the thick, prominent veins with sensual precision.
“This place is nice, indeed.”
Soo-ah’s face was completely pale.
“Why did you bring me here?”
“You need to get used to places like this.”
“You don’t mean I have to work here, do you?”
“It’s not that, so don’t worry.”
A brief silence fell between them.
“I was sorry about the first day. I didn’t know anything and I…”
“It’s all right.”
In-kwon began to laugh loudly. In that moment he looked like a demon bestowing mercy upon humans. Soo-ah felt no relief. Only terror.
Once again, silence settled over them.
“So this is the afterlife?” Soo-ah asked.
“I don’t know for certain if it’s the afterlife, but it probably is.”
“And this is the Room of Lust.”
“That’s what people call it.”
“Was I sold here as a sex slave?”
“It’s a little ambiguous to say you were sold. I didn’t pay anything.”
“You didn’t spend money?”
“How should I explain it… If you performed many good deeds in your previous life, they give you sex slaves for free.”
In-kwon stopped speaking. He saw no need to say more.
“To be honest, I fell for you the moment I saw you.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
In-kwon unbuckled his belt and undid the button of his jeans.
“What are you waiting for? Suck it.”
“Here?”
“This is exactly what this place is for.”
Soo-ah averted her gaze. An indescribable tension filled the air.
“Then… excuse me.”
She pulled down the zipper, took out his cock, and stared at it. Then she took it into her mouth. Her tongue moved over every inch of the shaft. This is truly incredible, she thought. At the same time, she felt like crying. But crying would only make things worse. In-kwon might force her to do something even more degrading. She could feel herself growing wet between her legs.
In-kwon closed his eyes. “Hurry up and make me cum. We don’t have much time.”
Soo-ah slowly worked her tongue, coaxing the semen out. Eventually In-kwon ejaculated. It was an impressive load. Soo-ah swallowed every drop. The hot semen slid down her throat and spread through her stomach. Tears spilled from her eyes.
In-kwon slapped her cheek, then grabbed her head and slammed her face to the floor.
“Lick up what you spilled. How dare you dirty someone else’s establishment?”
Soo-ah licked the remaining semen off the floor.
By then the cafe was crowded. Many had come specifically to enjoy sex. They proudly displayed their sexual skills. In a twisted way, the scene almost looked impressive.
Soo-ah had no choice but to submit to In-kwon with everything she had. There was nothing else she could do.
That day, Soo-ah was fucked like a dog. For Soo-ah, there were no human rights.