Heavy's Rimjob
"Ugh... mm..." Groaning, Jia slowly opened her eyes. She couldn't even remember when she had lost consciousness, so she focused her mind, trying to piece together what had happened to her.
Her head spun, her groggy mind refusing to work properly. As she looked around, she saw Jiseon and Eunji, both bound to chairs and unconscious just like her.
"Wait... ah!?" Slowly, the memories of what happened before she blacked out rushed back with terrifying clarity. She remembered being tied to the chair, unable to move, blindfolded, and subjected to something unspeakable.
"Haa... haa... ugh!!" As her memory returned, the spot where Dohyung had branded her with the Womb Tattoo began to throb with a sharp, stinging pain.
"Oh, you're awake?" Still struggling to grasp the situation, Jia flinched at the sound of Dohyung's voice coming from behind her. Having confirmed she was awake, Dohyung slowly stepped into her field of vision.
"M-Master...?"
"Yes, your Master. Are you finally clear-headed?"
"Th-that... I mean... Ugh! Aaaah!" When the dazed Jia failed to form a proper sentence, Dohyung lightly pressed his finger just below her belly button. The area of her Womb Tattoo was still raw and unhealed; even the slightest touch sent a wave of agonizing pain rushing through her.
"Haa... haa..."
"Quite a scream. Well, thanks to you, it looks like the others are waking up too." At Dohyung's words, Jia looked to her side. There, she saw Jiseon and Eunji, who were also just regaining consciousness.
"Now that everyone's awake, why don't you take a look at the Womb Tattoos carved into your bodies?" Still half-conscious, the three girls looked down at themselves. Seeing the source of their excruciating pain with their own eyes was nothing short of traumatic.
Their flesh, scorched by extreme heat, had left hideous scars. But Dohyung had done something to them—coloring them in with black ink so that the shape of the tattoo stood out in stark, vivid contrast.
"This is..."
"Crazy..." Looking at their own bodies, Jiseon and Eunji couldn't believe their eyes. Intricate, connected lines formed a distinct shape. Dohyung hadn't explained it to them at first, so they hadn't known what it was, but seeing the location and shape of the tattoo now, they instinctively understood what it represented.
"What do you think? Pretty, right? Honestly, I'm not a big fan of women with tattoos... but since you're my slaves, and seeing you branded with Womb Tattoos actually turns me on." Dohyung smiled warmly as he admired the brands on the three girls. Though the designs on Jia, Jiseon, and Eunji were slightly different, they all shared the same unmistakable shape of a large womb.
"I've already disinfected the wounds, so make sure you wash up today without getting any water on them so they don't get infected. And be careful not to aggravate them, okay? You understand what I mean... right?" Dohyung smiled as he looked at Jia and Jiseon. Seeing his expression, both girls understood exactly what he was implying.
"Yes, Master..."
"I'll be careful..." Jia and Jiseon replied in unison, then turned their heads toward Eunji. Their eyes burned with the fury that had been temporarily dormant while they were unconscious. Eunji trembled violently under the murderous glares directed at her.
"Well then... it's time for your free period, so I'll be on my way."
"M-Master!!" Just as Dohyung stood up to leave The Basement, Eunji's desperate voice echoed through the room.
"Hm? What is it, Heavy?"
"D-Do these tattoos make you want to have sex? Y-You can use my pussy! Or... I can suck your dick!" Eunji scrambled out of her chair and desperately clung to Dohyung. He didn't even need to read her mind to know why she was acting like this. Eunji knew all too well what would happen to her the moment he stepped out of The Basement.
She was terrified of Jia and Jiseon, whose eyes practically screamed their desire to murder her. If Dohyung left The Basement now, she couldn't even begin to imagine what those two would do to her. Clinging to Dohyung and having sex with him was a hundred times better than that. She was so terrified that they might "accidentally" kill her that she felt she would go insane if Dohyung didn't stay.
"Sex, huh... Do you really want to have sex that badly?"
"Yes! Master, I really, really want to have sex with you!" Dohyung found the desperate look in Eunji's eyes highly amusing. He wondered if these girls had felt this exact same twisted amusement when they used to torment him in the past.
Dohyung glanced at Jia and Jiseon. They weren't stupid; they clearly knew exactly why Eunji was acting this way. Dohyung pondered what to do with her. His original plan was to leave Eunji here, go up to his room, and watch Jia and Jiseon torment her while finishing the alcohol he had been drinking earlier as a side snack. However, Eunji's proactive, unexpected reaction was quite refreshing, making him hesitate.
But his hesitation quickly vanished. The answer was already obvious. If Dohyung refused her plea, Eunji would immediately face a future of torment at the hands of Jia and Jiseon. But would having sex with Dohyung change that future? Not really. It would only delay the inevitable. Eunji was simply screaming out in a desperate bid to escape, terrified of being tortured by the other two while her newly branded Womb Tattoo was still throbbing with fresh pain. Thus, Dohyung had only one choice.
"Hmm... fine. Seeing those Womb Tattoos has me pretty hard anyway, so why don't I taste Heavy's pussy?"
"R-Really!?" Seeing Eunji's face light up with a bright smile at the prospect of sex, Dohyung raised a single finger and held it in front of her face.
"On one condition."
"A c-condition?" Relieved that she wouldn't be beaten by Jia and Jiseon right away, Eunji replied in a trembling voice.
In response, Dohyung stripped off his pants and threw them aside. He then turned around, presenting his backside directly to Eunji's face. "I don't know why, but my asshole is kind of itchy right now. So... how about you clean it up for me?"
"W-What?" Eunji's mind went blank as she stared at Dohyung pointing a finger at his own anus.
"How do you think? You're not seriously asking because you don't know, are you?" Eunji knew exactly what he meant. She knew all too well that Dohyung was telling her to lick his asshole clean. She had only asked to confirm because she desperately hoped she was wrong.
But she couldn't back out now. The glares from Jia and Jiseon standing beside her were so intense that if she refused, she felt she would face a backlash of fury that would leave her half-crippled. "I-I'll... begin cleaning now..." With a trembling voice, Eunji grabbed Dohyung's buttocks and pried his cheeks apart.
He had made Jiseon lick his asshole before, but that was after he had washed up. Today, since he hadn't expected Eunji to make such a desperate offer, he hadn't washed at all. Even though he had wiped, a faint, disgusting odor wafted toward her, and the mere thought of licking that spot made her gag.
F-Fuck... I have to lick this place? I'm going to throw up... But... if I want to live, I have no choice! Steeling her resolve, Eunji opened her mouth and began to run her tongue over Dohyung's anus. She couldn't tell if there was anything on it or not, but licking the most repulsive part of another human body left her completely numb to whatever taste it had.
No, this is actually better. Though her tongue felt numb, she preferred it that way. If she actually tasted anything, she might realize it was the taste of excrement and vomit on the spot.
Looking over his shoulder at Eunji diligently licking the rim of his anus, Dohyung felt an unparalleled sense of conquest. To take the very person who had dragged his life into the depths of hell, force her to suck his dick, choke her into a helpless climax, and now make her lick his asshole—it gave him the ultimate high.
Furthermore, Eunji's recently split tongue offered a completely different sensation from Jiseon's. Although she couldn't move her bifurcated tongue naturally yet, he figured with a little more training, she would become exceptionally good at it.
But it would be a shame to stop here. "Heavy? What are you doing?"
"Yes?" Eunji replied weakly.
"Don't just lick the outside. Lick the inside too."
"Ah... that's..."
"Why? Is it too dirty for you?"
Eunji couldn't answer right away. She could somehow endure licking the outside, but pushing her tongue inside was a boundary she couldn't easily cross, no matter how prepared she thought she was. Honestly, this kind of act wasn't very hygienic, which was why Dohyung had avoided it in order to keep tormenting the three of them for a long, long time. Although he could heal them with magic, there was always a chance magic might not cure everything, so he had ruled it out. But today, to enjoy Eunji's suffering, Dohyung decided he didn't care.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up. If you don't want to, I guess I can't force you." When Eunji hesitated, unsure of what to do, Dohyung began to pull his hips away, causing her to panic. "N-No, wait!" Terrified that Dohyung would leave The Basement if she hesitated any longer, Eunji quickly grabbed his buttocks again.
Prying his cheeks apart once more, she steeled her resolve, tensed her tongue, and shoved it deep into his anus. "Mgh, ugh!" The sensation of shoving her tongue inside someone else's asshole was enough to drive her insane. But knowing what awaited her if she backed down now, she couldn't afford to stop.
"See? You're good at it when you try." Eunji worked her tongue diligently inside him. Whether her tongue had truly gone numb or her brain had simply shut down, she stopped thinking entirely. She only knew she had to focus on the task at hand.
The sensation of her split, snake-like tongue wriggling inside his anus and sweeping the interior was surprisingly pleasant. "Good... very good." Dohyung spent the next few minutes thoroughly enjoying the sensation of Eunji's tongue.