Making Deputy Manager Choi Dajeong a Slave (15)
“For a bitch, the way you’re looking at your Master is awfully lewd, Deputy Manager Dajeong.”
Choi Dajeong’s face flushed with shame as she tried to dodge my gaze.
“No, that won’t do. Deputy Manager Dajeong. You need to look at me so the camera filming this can catch it clearly, understand?”
She ignored me and kept her eyes averted.
A bitch who won’t listen gets the whip. That’s the only answer.
I raised the black whip in my hand and swung it toward Choi Dajeong’s plump, springy ass.
—Whooosh!
The black whip sliced the air with a sharp whistle.
And then—
—Crack!!!!
The whip landed dead-center on her firm, juicy ass with a crisp report.
“Haaauuugh. Mmmph! Hnnngh.”
Choi Dajeong let out a crude, unintelligible moan.
That vulgar, bizarre bitch-moan was impossible to tolerate.
I stepped closer and pulled the red ball gag from her mouth.
“Keh… haaugh. Hnngh-hnngh.”
Thick, sticky, slippery saliva drooled freely from her lips.
She looked every bit the filthy, low-class bitch she was.
“Dajeong. Look at me.”
She kept dropping her eyes, desperately avoiding mine.
Like a herbivore cowering before a predator.
I caught her chin in my hand and forced it up.
Her seductive eyes, brimming with tears, met mine.
“Deputy Manager. Are you crying right now?”
Some last scrap of pride remained; she shook her head, denying that the whipping had made her cry.
“N-no… hnnk… I’m not crying… hnn… hnn…”
But anyone could see she was sniffling like a child, tears dripping steadily from her eyes.
“Why? You loved putting men through SM training so much, but the second it’s your turn it hurts? If I hadn’t already seen what a vicious cunt you are and set this trap, the one crying under the whip right now would’ve been me, not you. Right? So just accept it as your karma, Deputy Manager Dajeong. Got it?”
I lifted the whip again, eyeing her full, ripe ass as I raised my right hand.
Choi Dajeong hurriedly looked up at me.
“W-wait just a second, Sihyun-ssi. What do I have to do? Hnnk. I’ll do anything.”
Being whipped like a bitch was so painful and humiliating that she was already starting to fold.
I ignored her and swung the whip at her generous ass once more.
—Whoooosh!
The sound of the whip cutting the air was still delicious.
—Smaack!!
I’d chosen a quality whip; the juicy crack echoed through the motel room.
“Haaauuugh. Hiiik-g-g-g-g! Haaugh.”
Choi Dajeong’s ass trembled violently as she made those filthy noises.
A thin, dark-red whip mark stood out vividly on her skin—
like the brand of a bitch-slave being trained.
“S-Sihyun-ssi. P-please. I’ll do anything. Just stop whipping me. Hnnk.”
Her ass wasn’t one of her erogenous zones, so all she seemed to feel was pure pain.
No pleasure showed on her face—only suffering.
That thought made me remember Kim Mihui, whose ass was her weak point.
Next time I drag Kim Mihui here and train her properly in this SM motel, her Slut Taming Rate should shoot up fast…
My next training target was already decided.
My mouth watered just thinking about it.
I prowled the SM motel room again and found a new toy that seemed perfect for a breast-obsessed pervert like Choi Dajeong.
It was a pair of red, star-shaped clamps.
I picked them up, approached her slowly, and stroked her heavy, cow-like udders as I spoke.
“Deputy Manager. Getting your ass whipped only hurts, doesn’t it? That won’t do. Training needs both carrot and stick. So how about this?”
I took out a red clamp and pinched it firmly onto one of her stiff, erect nipples.
The moment the clamp bit into her massive breast, she lewdly twitched her hips and shuddered.
“Haaugh. W-what is this… hnnngh.”
Crude white breast milk began trickling from her huge tits.
“As expected of a vulgar bitch like you, Deputy Manager Dajeong—just clamping your nipples is enough to make you squirt milk. Now then…”
I clamped the other breast as well.
“Ahhhnk. P-please don’t. Take it off, please.”
But the second the red clamp locked onto her left nipple, thick, sticky white milk started dripping steadily from her chest.
The milk flowing from her enormous udders soaked the bed sheets.
This time a faint heat and sexual pleasure colored her face with a lewd expression.
I’d found the right pressure point.
“You say you hate it, but your tits seem to be enjoying themselves just fine. You filthy bitch.”
“N-no… hnnk. My body is just acting on its own…”
I took the whip in my right hand again and loosened my shoulders.
“All right, Deputy Manager Choi Dajeong. Shall we resume the bitch-training with the whip?”
Milk still dripping vulgarly from her massive breasts, she began to beg.
“Please stop the whipping. What do you even want? Just tell me, please.”
“Hmm. Really? You’ll do whatever I want?”
“Yes. Please… just tell me what you want.”
I set the whip down.
“Then first, let’s go back to what you were about to say earlier about Seo Yuri and Team Leader Kim Ayeong. This time you’d better remember exactly what happened—unless you want more of the whip.”
“Yes. Yes… I remember now. We were at a girls-only company dinner, pretty drunk, and suddenly Team Leader Kim Ayeong and Seo Yuri were gone. So…”
“So?”
I asked coldly. Choi Dajeong glanced at my face before continuing.
“So I told Kim Mihui and Lee Miyoung I’d go look for them. I found the two of them kissing on the back stairs of the bar. From the vibe, it looked like Seo Yuri was just putting up with it because Team Leader Kim was forcing the kiss. Team Leader Kim… well, there’d already been rumors among the female staff that she was a lesbian.”
So according to Choi Dajeong, Team Leader Kim Ayeong had sexually harassed Seo Yuri, and Seo Yuri had been forced to accept the kiss because she couldn’t defy her superior.
I’d just uncovered a secret between Ayeong and Yuri I never expected.
“After that, Team Leader Kim Ayeong and Seo Yuri stuck together a lot. That’s why even when Seo Yuri pulled her usual fox tricks and freeloaded, neither I nor the other women on the team could call her out. If we did and ended up on Team Leader Kim’s bad side, dealing with that bitch’s hysteria was a nightmare.”
So that was it.
Back in the original world, even when Team Leader Kim Ayeong made the same mistakes, she always covered for Seo Yuri while treating me like garbage.
Seo Yuri could act as fox-like and shameless as she wanted and no one said a word.
Because of her freeloading, all her work got dumped on me.
I ended up working overtime almost every day.
Even then the workload was too much, so I got chewed out constantly.
Turns out the whole thing was because that fucking Team Leader Kim Ayeong was giving special treatment to Seo Yuri just so she could fuck her.
And that bitch Seo Yuri knew it and shamelessly used it to freeload.
Caught in the middle, I got worked like a dog and suffered through company life.
Every effect has a cause.
Fucking Team Leader Kim Ayeong.
Was she the root of everything?
But…
There was one more thing I wanted to know.
I slowly wrapped my hand around the red clamp still pinching Choi Dajeong’s nipple and looked at her.
Anxiety flickered in her eyes.
“Why are you… grabbing that? I already told you everything you wanted to know.”
I twisted the red clamp slowly as I spoke.
“There’s still one thing I’m really curious about, Deputy Manager Dajeong. Why did the whole team know private information about me that I never told anyone else? The only time I ever talked about that personal stuff was when I was drinking with you.”
“Haaugh, I don’t know. Really… I didn’t do it. So please, that clamp… hnnngh. D-don’t twist it. Ahhhnk.”
I twisted harder, clamping down like a vise. White, sticky, lewd milk poured from her nipple like a flood.
“Hnnk, haaauuugh. Haaaang!!”
Choi Dajeong squeezed her own thighs together and shuddered, hips trembling.
She was literally ejaculating milk from those filthy tits and climaxing.
Choi Dajeong really was a far more vulgar and lewd slave than either Seo Yuri or Kim Mihui.
“Well? Want me to keep training you like this until you come again and again? Or do you want to be honest and get free?”
I grabbed both red clamps with both hands, squeezed her breasts even tighter, and twisted them clockwise. Choi Dajeong’s eyes rolled halfway back; she kicked the bedsheets with her heels and screamed.
“F-fine. I did it. Hnnk. I did it. Everything I heard from you, Sihyun-ssi… I snitched it all to the team. I’m sorry. Really… so please. Just let me go now. If you keep tormenting me I might pass out… haaauuugh.”