15. Meal
15. Meal
I threw my backpack into the master's room and headed to the annex.
Whether they heard my footsteps heading to the annex, the two women were kneeling respectfully in their respective rooms, heads bowed.
The leashes were, as expected, hanging on the wall.
Once the house is sorted, I really want to throw away those kimonos.
I sat on the edge of the giant bed and said.
"Come here."
At my words, they stood up, unhooked the leashes from the wall, and came crawling on all fours with the leashes in their mouths.
What's the point of a leash they can take off themselves?
The two women knelt respectfully in front of me.
"We are truly happy to see you, Master."
"Lift your head."
The two women lifted their heads and looked up at me while still kneeling.
They look much better than last week.
Back then, they had been in a state of starvation for 5 days.
And my week of sorting out my personal affairs must have been a vacation for them.
Vacations are fun, but unemployment is a problem.
For them, and for me, too.
Seeing them after they had gone through some recovery time, I realized they were both quite beautiful.
Well, the Organization only approaches people who have value, after all.
"How have you been?"
"Thanks to your grace, Master, both our bodies and minds were able to be happy. However, the time spent waiting for you, Master, was very lonely."
The lines flowed out as if they were reading from a manual.
"Meals, the toilet. You did everything as I ordered, right?"
"Yes."
There didn't seem to be any lies.
"For now, try sitting comfortably."
At my words, the two of them made troubled expressions again.
"Master. I apologize, but slaves are not permitted to sit comfortably."
So many restrictions.
Whether they're my slaves or the Organization's slaves.
I'll reach Chrysanthemum Rank just to spite them.
It was a problem I had anticipated back in my studio apartment, and I had found my own solution.
I tapped the side of the bed and said.
"Both of you, sit here."
They looked at me with cautious eyes at my command.
And only then, they carefully sat on either side of me.
The funny thing is, while they have to kneel when having a conversation, the bed is a place for sexual service.
It's okay to sit here.
It's a bit of a loophole, but I need to make them recognize that this is a sexual act, not a conversation.
I draped my arms over the women on my left and right and touched their chests over their clothes.
I couldn't really feel the texture through the thick kimono, but it was still soft and plush.
"Should we serve you naked?"
"No. Later. By the way, do you not have any clothes other than these? Surely kimonos aren't a mandatory requirement for slaves, are they?"
"We only have these clothes given by the previous master. Sometimes, if you want something else, we wear clothes from that closet."
I had already seen the clothes in the closet.
Black leather outfits.
If they wore those all the time, their skin would be ruined.
"I'll have to change your clothes later. Anyway, I'm going to live here from today. I'll be cleaning up the house for the time being."
"The punishment from last time is still pending. Please, inflict the punishment before the supervisor arrives."
"Punishment... what do you think would be appropriate?"
Leave medicine to the pharmacist. Leave punishment to the slave.
Let's follow the expert's opinion.
"I can feel that you are trying to cherish us, Master. Since it's the first corporal punishment, I thought of an easy one."
Oh. Kim Hyeon-ah is quick-witted, as expected.
She pointed to the frame and said.
"Please tie me to that frame and whip me for 3 days."
She's quick-witted, but her definition of "common sense" is different.
"3 days? Wouldn't I be the one to collapse first from swinging the whip for 3 days?"
"You just need to swing the whip until I faint, Master. And when I wake up, please punish me again."
Until I faint?
Won't they die?
"I'll move the frame to the garden first."
"The garden? Not here?"
"Yes. If I faint, I'll be exposed to the sun during the day and mosquitoes at night. I've gotten a little used to it now, but 3 days without food or water will be a punishment in its own right."
"You call this easy?"
"If it's easy for me, it's not a punishment. I'm talking about an easy punishment for you, Master. My nipples and clitoris have been trained to be sensitive, so if you just swing the whip well, I won't make it hard for you."
That's too difficult a request for a beginner.
I was thinking of just spanking them a few times...
"However, one of us must serve you, so please do A-yeong's punishment after mine is finished."
It already feels like too much.
In my delusions, I could do anything, but in reality, I feel a sense of resistance.
"Do you have something in mind?"
I asked Shin A-yeong.
"Se-hee's mom—no, Hyeon-ah mom's opinion is good, but it takes too long. I just want to get punished quickly and serve you."
Rather than watching that scene for 6 days, 3 days each, it would be better to steel my heart and get it over with.
As expected of the young ones, they think fast.
"I'll do a tug-of-war with Mom. We'll pierce our clitorises, labia, nipples, and tongues with needles, connect them with thin thread, and walk backward in opposite directions. The first one to go 2 meters wins. The winner takes the needles out and gets disinfected with alcohol by you, Master, and the loser has to drag that Triangle Wooden Horse over there for 2 meters. And then wash our bodies with salt water."
Good god. I haven't even seen this in porn.
Listening to such a depraved act that made me feel dizzy, I found myself getting an erection.
The desire to make them comfortable is hypocrisy.
The desire to see their pained expressions is my true nature.
I'm wavering.
My true nature, hidden for over 20 years.
It's okay to do it, right? No, I should do it, right?
Kim Hyeon-ah, who saw me like that, said.
"Master. It seems you like A-yeong's idea. Shall we prepare right now?"
"Ah... No. Punishment tomorrow. Today, I'm going to hold you."
I finally declared it with confidence.
Life in this mansion.
The story only progresses after I hold them.
"Then shall we prepare right now?"
"No. This evening. First, let's clean up the house."
"Yes, understood. We will prepare so that you are definitely satisfied."
I got up from the bed and entered the main house.
Since I wasn't holding the leashes, they didn't follow.
First, the tea room.
It didn't look like it needed much work.
And the study.
I looked to see what kind of books were there, and it was full of normal classics like The Prince, and books for SM play, such as how to tie up women and tattoo designs.
I searched the computer on the desk, but there wasn't much content.
I thought there might be photos of women, but it seems he didn't have a hobby of photography.
However, an icon shaped like the Sagunja caught my eye.
This is probably the Organization's community.
An ID and password screen appeared, but my ID hasn't been issued yet.
It seems there's nothing to do here for now either.
I still hadn't decided on the use for the 3 empty rooms that must have been guest rooms, and I thought I should turn the Collection Room into a kitchen.
I have no intention of eating on a small table on the floor or on top of a slave.
Perhaps because I had acquired the Architecture skill, I knew how to renovate it.
I wanted to open up the wall to the kitchen next door, but since the wall was a load-bearing structure supporting the roof, I decided to just make a large door.
The necessary tools also came to mind immediately.
I decided to bring a bed and a dresser into the master's room.
I don't want to sleep on the floor.
I decided to make a door leading to the backyard, looking at the end of the hallway.
The structure of going all the way around is too inefficient.
Especially if I think about doing laundry.
I want to punch a back door in the annex to take care of their convenience, and I should at least put up a glass wall for the shower room.
And I want to dig a certain space in the backyard and bury a kimchi jar.
Right now, I can make the best kimchi.
I want to preserve the taste of the best kimchi.
Since I can't call a contractor to the mansion, I intend to do it all with my own hands.
I plan to order furniture, receive it at the parking lot, and move and install it with my own hands.
This is when the Strength, Stamina, and Architecture cards will shine.
The grass maintenance in the garden should be fine for about another week.
Even though it will be hell after a week.
I roughly organized the materials needed for the renovation and placed an order.
It included equipment like drills, so a fair amount of money went out.
The maintenance costs here must be no joke either, and I'm worried that a situation like the 30 million won that melted away like snow will repeat itself.
Since I'm going to see and decide on furniture like beds in person, the money that will go out in the future is also considerable.
Once the house cleaning is done, I'll have to look into some work.
Evening is slowly approaching.
I open the refrigerator to look for usable ingredients.
The beef and pork are, of course, top-tier.
The rice is also the highest-grade Koshihikari.
The fruit looked expensive, but it's starting to look dangerous.
It's been 12 days since Father left.
Salad and steak using the fruit.
If I hadn't acquired the Cooking skill, I wouldn't have been able to bring out the value of the ingredients.
I want to show off.
My cooking ability.
Is it not allowed to cook for slaves?
Let's just ask.
When I opened the annex door, they hurriedly took the kneeling position.
When I approached, it seemed they were also preparing a meal.
Something was contained in the dog bowl placed in the room.
But...
"Hey, what is that?"
"It's the dinner you provided for us, Master."
"No, that... isn't that dog food?"
"No. It's feed made for us slaves."
I'm not even dumbfounded anymore.
Basically, slaves wait in their narrow rooms unless called by their master.
Because their activity is very low, to prevent them from gaining weight,
to manage the slaves' health,
to make them aware of their situation,
to reduce odors when using the anus,
the Organization developed this feed.
They say that even though it looks like that, it's equivalent to eating a balanced meal with dozens of nutritional supplements.
In addition, based on 2 meals a day, the price of a month's worth of feed is 1 million won.
They say a handful of that is about 15,000 won.
There was nothing to be surprised about anymore.
In a way, it's natural.
To maintain the brainwashing of modern people who have egos, that much must be the baseline.
"Is there a rule that slaves must only eat feed or something?"
"No. If it's something you gave us, Master, we must eat it. Even bugs, or living goldfish, or... feces."
It seems Shin A-yeong received training focused on that.
My stomach turns just listening to it.
I pick up the dog bowl and throw the feed into the trash can.
And when I grab their leashes, they naturally get into the four-legged position.
Since I didn't tell them the destination, they follow quietly as I take the lead.
I headed to the kitchen of the main house and put down the leashes and the dog bowl.
Damn it. Since they come in that dog-like crawling position, dirt gets on the main house hallway and tatami mats.
There would be someone to clean up when Father was here, but now it's entirely my job.
If I were to make the slaves do it, it's obvious they'd talk nonsense about cleaning it with their tongues without hesitation.
I'll have to think of a way to handle that 4-legged walking.
Since they won't be able to use utensils like forks, I cut the steak into small pieces and trim the salad so it's easy to eat.
And I put the food in the dog bowl appropriately.
To have to put my artistic food into a dog bowl, my heart aches.
"Eat."
"Thank you."
They bury their heads and start eating the food.
Now. Show me your reaction.
Shin A-yeong flinched.
"Ah..."
Kim Hyeon-ah also stops eating and looks at me.
Yes, this is it.
"It... it's so delicious."
"Did... did you prepare this yourself, Master?"
I nod proudly.
"For now, save the comments for later. Let's eat and talk first."
I also put my portion in a bowl and start eating.
There's no table or chairs, so I eat standing up.
Ah, I made it myself, but it's really delicious.
The ingredients must have played a part, too.
"I will become a chair and serve you."
"Stop talking nonsense and just eat."
"....Yes, thank you."
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After the meal, I asked them.
"Tell me honestly what you thought from now on."
"....When you threw away the feed, I thought you were going to starve us for dinner today. And while you were eating, Master, I thought I would become the table while smelling it. But... but thank you so much. For the first time since becoming a slave, I ate human food as a slave. Even if you don't bestow such a prize, I will serve you to the best of my ability, Master, but I will try to repay you for the prize I received in advance."
Perhaps because her emotions are bursting out, Kim Hyeon-ah is not in her usual calm tone, but speaks with intense feeling.
"Even while looking at the food you prepared, Master, I dared to think you were testing my training with food I couldn't normally eat. I can eat anything. I wanted to show off to you, Master, so I tried to endure and eat it... I'm sorry."
Shin A-yeong's voice is filled with deep apology.
To think of my artwork as a torture device.
It's ridiculous.
"From now on, the dining place is here. You will eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner here."
They can't say anything to my words.
"And you haven't given your review yet."
"It was truly delicious."
"It was the most delicious food I've ever eaten in my life."
"Good. That's how the person who cooked it feels good, too."
I also smiled with satisfaction and was content.