18. Distinction
18. Distinction
18. Classification
"Did you enjoy the service?"
"Fuck. I thought I was going to die."
Curses come out naturally.
At my cursing, her expression brightens up.
The first time I've seen her bright smile.
"Se-hee omma.... no, Hyeon-ah omma, her mouth is amazing, right?"
Shin A-yeong says proudly, as if it were her own achievement.
"A-yeong-ah. Do you know who Oh Se-hee is?"
"Isn't that Hyeon-ah omma's old name?"
"It's my mother's name."
Shin A-yeong freezes in surprise at my words, and Kim Hyeon-ah is also surprised, but accepts it as if she had expected it.
"I apologize, Ju-in-nim."
"What for? It's my father who's the problem, unable to forget the woman who dumped him, so he pinned that name on someone else to take out his anger."
"The previous Ju-in-nim... ah... no, I can't imagine that man being dumped by a woman."
"That's the kind of woman my mother is. That's why I don't want to hear the name Oh Se-hee. My dick goes limp when I hear my mother's name."
"Yes. Understood. I will keep that in mind, Ju-in-nim. And I will make sure to get Mr. Dick back up so it's ready for me to fuck, no matter what it takes."
"What's with 'Mr. Dick'? Anyway, you don't have to call Hyeon-ah 'omma'. You two are 11 years apart."
"....Um, if you call her omma, you'll be able to feel like you're embracing a mother and daughter."
"Hyeon-ah isn't that old."
My father might have imagined a mother with a youthful face, but to my eyes, they just look like women with an age gap, not a mother and daughter.
"Thank you, Ju-in-nim."
Kim Hyeon-ah has had a bright expression since earlier. Indeed, unlike my mother, a bright face suits her.
Honestly, I'm scared to even imagine my mother's bright face.
Is that why that man always made Kim Hyeon-ah unable to smile?
"If Ju-in-nim forbids it, I will follow. Then what should I call her now? Eonni or Sunbae?"
"No, it's not a prohibition or anything. Call her whatever you're comfortable with."
"....Then can I call her omma again?"
"Hyeon-ah, don't you feel bad? Being treated like a mother?"
"Back when I was alone here, the most terrible time was when I was locked in a room by myself. It was scary, painful, and lonely. When I met A-yeong who came here one day, it felt like I had received a gift from that man for the first time."
"If that's the case, wouldn't 'eonni' and 'dongsaeng' work too?"
"It's embarrassing, but as I was called omma, I think I've developed a motherly affection for her. If the time serving Ju-in-nim ever ends, I want to meet A-yeong outside and do everything I want to do for her. Since I probably can't become a real mother, I want to live the rest of my life thinking of A-yeong as my daughter."
Their feelings seem deeper than I thought. Especially the feelings Kim Hyeon-ah has for Shin A-yeong.
She said she couldn't become a mother. She is 34 now. She'll be 42 when she's liberated. It's an advanced age, and considering the abuse inflicted on her reproductive organs all this time, pregnancy might be difficult.
No, before that, she probably won't even meet men after liberation. She has lived such a wounded life, and will continue to do so.
"Should I make you a mother?"
A mischievous joke.
"Impregnating a slave comes with many restrictions. If you impregnate a slave, you have to force an abortion, and if you order them to give birth, you must acknowledge the child as illegitimate and take responsibility for raising them."
"I have the ability to do that, you know?"
Of course, it's a joke.
"If it is your order, I will remove the IUD installed in my uterus. However, I ask for your forgiveness."
"No, it was a joke. So Hyeon-ah, you don't want to get pregnant either."
"I thought it wasn't a serious order. It's not that I dislike giving birth, but I am very sad that I wouldn't be able to see my baby once my time with Ju-in-nim ends. Please forgive me."
Ah.... the joke I made was a really serious matter to them.
"Hyeon-ah omma. I'll be good to you. I'll treat you like my real mom. Later, when we go outside, I'll buy you all the delicious food and pretty clothes. I'll even get all the tattoos on your body removed."
Shin A-yeong says, hugging Kim Hyeon-ah. Come to think of it, Shin A-yeong was a filial daughter who sold her life and came here for her mother.
Kim Hyeon-ah gently strokes Shin A-yeong's hair and gives a benevolent smile.
"These two are talking about leaving from the very first day."
"I won't leave Ju-in-nim, so will you raise me for the rest of my life?"
Shin A-yeong says, acting cute in Kim Hyeon-ah's arms. If it were earlier, she would have been ready to kneel and beg for forgiveness with a stiff face, but as expected, there's a sense of ease in naked conversation.
"Hmm, I don't need that."
"I'll even give birth to a pretty baby for you."
"Then Hyeon-ah would become a grandmother."
For the first time, they laugh out loud.
"Ju-in-nim. Please forgive my rudeness during the time of service."
Kim Hyeon-ah apologizes, perhaps still a little worried.
"No, I like this atmosphere during service. Let's save the stiff attitude for punishment time."
I have no intention of giving up on harmonious sex, but I also have no intention of giving up on sadistic sex life.
"Please scold us with a cold heart during punishment time."
"I also received Conditioning for 11 months to endure punishment. I want to be recognized as a useful slave for both service and punishment."
"Yeah. I'll do that."
It's warm weather, but with wet bodies, it's getting a little cold outdoors.
I have Disease Immunity, so I won't catch a cold, but I'm worried about them, as their bodies are weaker than normal people.
Suddenly, in this comfortable atmosphere, I ask.
"Ah. I have a question, can't you do something about that quadrupedal walking?"
"Quadrupedal walking?"
"You crawling on all fours. Do you have to walk like that all the time? The hallways and rooms all get dirty."
"If Ju-in-nim wishes, we will walk upright."
"Huh? Is that okay?"
"Yes. Walking on all fours was that man's order."
Oh, I thought it was part of the Organization's recommended code of conduct for slaves.
"Then what about the leash?"
"Yes. If you wish, you can attach a ring to our nipples, clitoris, tongue, or anywhere else and pull the leash."
"No, can't you walk around without a leash?"
"If that is what Ju-in-nim desires."
"Good. Take off that damn leash."
At my command, they take off their leather dog collars.
I saw their necks even later than their vaginas.
The necks I saw for the first time had clear marks left by leather chafing.
"Let's wear the dog collars only during punishment. When wearing the dog collars, both you and I will forget this current atmosphere. It might be clumsy, but I will see you as slaves, nothing more. When you are wearing the collars, think of me as a different Ju-in-nim. I hate to admit it, but I am that man's son too. Try to satisfy me like you did him."
"Yes, thank you."
"Because there's also the matter of the supervisors."
"And now, instead, when you have the collars off, you don't need to bring a whip when you ask for something. Act cute, wag your tail, and smile prettily. Try to satisfy me in that way."
"I will definitely satisfy you."
"Yes, Ju-in-nim."
"Hyeon-ah. Act cute."
Kim Hyeon-ah is flustered by my prompt.
I guess she wasn't the type to be cute even before her emotions were worn down by slave life.
She said she would do anything, but she doesn't seem confident about acting cute.
"Shin A-yeong. Kim Hyeon-ah isn't following my order. Punish the bad mom."
At my words, Shin A-yeong, with a playful face, nibbles on Kim Hyeon-ah's elongated nipples and starts sucking on them.
"Hyeon-ah omma. If you don't act cute for Ju-in-nim, I'm going to suck until milk comes out."
"I... I will try, Ju-in-nim, but I think the cuteness of an old slave like me will only offend Ju-in-nim."
"A-yeong-ah. Hyeon-ah is turning her inability into an excuse about doing it for my sake. Escalate the punishment to level 2."
"No milk is coming out. I'll perform fellatio until cum comes out."
Shin A-yeong gently takes Kim Hyeon-ah's clitoris, which is long like a small penis, into her mouth and starts sucking.
"Ah...! A-yeong-ah, no!!"
It was already sensitive, and with the scars, it became even more sensitive. On top of that, she received some kind of sensitivity conditioning, and Shin A-yeong's mouth is no joke.
Her butt twitches at the memory from earlier.
Kim Hyeon-ah has had countless sexual experiences, but her expression crumbles in an instant.
"Ah!! No!! A-yeong-ah, no!! Let go of Mom's clit!!!!"
"No. A-yeong is a good slave who listens to Ju-in-nim. I have to punish the bad mom."
Kim Hyeon-ah grabs Shin A-yeong's head and pushes it back, but she has already been caught by Shin A-yeong's waist-locking technique, which I have also experienced.
"Mom. If you don't listen to Ju-in-nim, level 3 is the asshole. Neither milk nor cum comes out, but if I suck here, it'll come out, right?"
Shin A-yeong pokes Kim Hyeon-ah's anus with her index finger.
No. That's not a problem for Kim Hyeon-ah, it's a problem for me. I can't let the first experience of this heartwarming atmosphere get covered in shit!
Startled by Shin A-yeong's level 3 warning, I spoke to resolve the situation.
"Hyeon-ah. If that thing appears at level 3, I'm going back to my studio apartment. I'm not joking, so hurry up and do something."
At my ultimatum, Kim Hyeon-ah composes her pleasure-filled face and attempts to act cute.
"Ju-in-nim~. Hyeon-ah~ really, really likes you~"
Kim Hyeon-ah acts cute clumsily, making a nasal sound.
Awkwardness hangs over all three of us. The wind in the backyard is cold.
"Sorry. From now on, A-yeong will be in charge of cuteness, and Hyeon-ah, you'll just be in charge of smiling."
Shin A-yeong, who was busy sucking on Kim Hyeon-ah's clitoris, also seems awkward and asks while performing a kneeling bow.
"....Should I prepare the dog collars?"
Kim Hyeon-ah's face, who said she had received countless humiliation conditioning, was dyed red with shame.