Chapter 214
Is it because she's got experience with this stuff? At Park Ayoung's words, I hurriedly got up and opened the window. The house always reeked of pussy thanks to Radgridz, who'd been left alone indoors every day and ended up squirting her juices everywhere like a bitch in heat. But there was always the chance Baek Geum-hwa's beastly instincts might pick up on some unfamiliar pussy scent inside. So I threw open the windows right away to air things out, but meanwhile, the girls kept chattering away—who the hell had so much to say to each other?—and I turned toward the sound of their murmuring voices.
"Hnnngh… E-embarrassing…?!"
"What's there to be embarrassed about? You were doing way worse stuff just a minute ago."
"B-but a pussy stamp…?! Spreading my virginity and your cum all over my pussy…?!"
At the center of the commotion was Baek Euna, crouched like a catcher receiving a pitcher's ball over the meat toilet pledge, flailing around in panic. Her eyes were fixed on the pledge laid demurely between her legs. This was the same girl who'd just boldly threatened to blackmail people into raping her and offered to rape me without batting an eye—now she was acting like a fresh virgin at the mere mention of stamping her pussy.
Park Ayoung eyed her reaction with confusion.
"Why are you acting like you've never seen one before? Didn't you already know about this?"
"Huh? K-know about it? This is my first time seeing something like… Eh?"
Park Ayoung tilted her head again at Baek Euna's continued flustering and pointed at something with her finger.
"What's that over there? What's… Ahh?!"
"What's with that reaction? You're talking like it's your first time seeing it."
Baek Euna whipped her head toward where Park Ayoung was pointing and froze, eyes wide at the sight on the bedroom wall next to the bed: a neat grid of sow and meat toilet pledges, hung like ripe persimmons on a persimmon branch, each stamped with perfect pussy stamps. She gawked in shock, then shot back at Park Ayoung, who was asking why she was making such a fuss.
"I-it's my first time seeing them, okay?! I was so focused on getting you to fuck me that I didn't have time to look anywhere else… so this is the first I'm seeing them now. Wait a sec. Does that mean all of those are like me…?"
"Yep. These are all pledges stamped directly with our pussies by sluts whose weaknesses Master grabbed—or ones like me and Radgridz who begged to become Master's sex slaves♡ Ack?!"
Thwack—a chestnut smacked down on Park Ayoung's head as she blabbed away excitedly.
"Don't distort the facts. I, Radgridz, didn't stamp mine willingly. Lord and your sister Baek Geum-hwa forced me to do it. Though now, I'm nothing but grateful that it serves as proof of my loyalty."
"S-sister did that with you… Hyaa?!"
Radgridz stood tall, chest puffed out proudly as she calmly explained how she'd been forced into stamping her pussy, like it was a badge of honor. But that wasn't enough—she yanked her own meat toilet pledge off the wall, spread her legs wide like a whore, laid it across her lower belly, and compared the stamped pussy on the paper to her real one.
"See for yourself with your own eyes. From these lewdly splayed labia minora, forcibly stretched by Lord's cock… to this entrance, trained to drip juices every damn day like a proper slut… right down to this urethra that pisses itself uncontrollably whenever Lord's cock feels good."
"Haaah…?!"
"Heh, it's stamped so clearly, no room for doubt—it's a perfect pussy stamp, right? Just days ago, I hated it as a mark of shame, enough to die over… but now, it's a proud emblem of how Meat Toilet General Radgridz surrendered to Lord's royal cock, a record of his conquest♡"
"It really does look perfect, like it was run through a copier… Wait a sec?"
Baek Euna's face burned bright red as she flailed, but then she spotted something and raised her hand to interrupt Radgridz, who was eagerly recounting her thorough training under me.
"In my case, it was a full 14 hours nonstop of being raped by Lord's cock, creampied and urethral-pissed in… What is it, cadet? Interrupting your Meat Toilet Instructor as I explain my surrender to Lord."
"Th-that… Everyone else has pledges, but why is that one by itself a contract? And it looks kinda familiar somehow…"
"Ah, that's Baek Geum-hwa's meat toilet contract. Most of the other pussies, like mine, got forced into stamping after falling for Lord's cunning tricks, turning into sex slaves and toilets—so they stamped pledges. But your sister Baek Geum-hwa made a contract with Lord…"
"Sister's pussy stamp?!"
Baek Euna let out a shrill peeyak and whipped her head toward me. It was only natural she'd react that way about her sister, but recalling how this underclassman had just been threatening to blackmail and rape people made me a bit tense.
She bolted up from her seat and dashed naked toward the framed pledges, reaching out for Baek Geum-hwa's meat toilet contract.
"This is sister's pussy stamp… Stamped with sister's virgin blood…!"
"Don't get the wrong idea—that one was stamped by Geum-hwa herself. I never forced her."
"You pressured her with money until she had no choice!"
"But I treat her great in return! You think it's normal for a sex slave to bicker with her master like that?"
"That's…! But still… Anyway, confiscating this! I won't forgive you for making sister stamp something like this, you—ugh… Why won't it come off?!"
She grunted and tugged at the frame, but it wouldn't budge. Frustrated, she kept yanking at Baek Geum-hwa's meat toilet contract from every angle, but no dice. Huffing, she muttered under her breath.
"Why won't it come off?! The instructor's came off just fine… What if the others… W-wait a sec?!"
"What now?"
"This pledge has Brynhildr Ragnarok written over the pussy stamp… No way it's the Brynhildr I know, right?! Among the people I know named Brynhildr, only one has the surname Ragnarok…"
"There's only one slut sow in the world lewd enough to stamp her own pussy~"
"Hyaa, hyaaaah?!"
Truly shocked, Baek Euna spun her side ponytail like a propeller and jumped straight up—high enough to smack her head on the ceiling.
"I can't believe it! H-how could the president… The president stamped something this slutty?!"
"Slutty people do slutty things. You can tell just from those massive tits."
"It does look super lewd just from the shape… Wait, no, that's not it?! And the one next to it… V-Vice President Setsuna?!"
Spotting Setsuna's pussy stamp—vividly inked with her virgin blood—Baek Euna's eyes widened even more in disbelief as she stared at Brynhildr and Setsuna's meat toilet pledges side by side.
"N-no way… You used their close relationship, grabbed one of their weaknesses, and…?!"
"Got experience with blackmail, huh? You nailed it."
"You jerk… So that's why Vice President Setsuna was getting treated like that in the showers by you?!"
Sure enough, having forced herself on people by exploiting weaknesses, Baek Euna quickly pieced it together just from the side-by-side sow pledges and stamps of Brynhildr and Setsuna. She reached for Brynhildr's pledge next.
"Ugh, this one's stuck too. Yours and the instructor's came right off…!"
"They're the ones who live here, and even if they ran off with those, they couldn't go anywhere looking like that."
Unlike the others, which had no risk of leaking out, these weren't fixed to the wall. At my explanation, not just Baek Euna but even Radgridz shot me fierce glares and yelled.
"Run away?! You think I, Radgridz, who has already become your faithful meat toilet, Lord, would run?!"
"Right! Who'd put up with treatment like this and… W-wait. You're saying you won't run?!"
"No, I mean, even if you tried to run, you couldn't. Where would you go looking like that?"
"Hmph, I see. True—with how I get anxiety if you don't use me as a toilet, Lord wouldn't let me escape anyway."
"You're the one showing anxiety symptoms. And you wanna be used as a toilet now? Why the subtle hint?"
"I-isn't it a toilet's duty to appeal to her master?! Perfect timing, cadet. Come here."
"Y-yes?!"
Shocked that Radgridz—who'd clearly been forced and trained by me—had no intention of running, Baek Euna stared at the meat toilet instructor with wide eyes. She flinched at the beckoning hand and shuffled over toward us.