Milking Slave (2)
Milking Slave (2)
"Battalion Commander-nim, I'm sorry!"
Yun Seol-ha urgently blocked my path and repeatedly bowed to Rick while apologizing. Her desperate actions, tinged with pitifulness, extinguished my will to fight the bastard.
No matter what that bastard did in the past, he's now Yun Seol-ha's superior. Provoking him won't do her any good.
Until I get Yun Seol-ha out of here, I should avoid antagonizing him.
Forcing a smile, I barely managed to spit out words I didn't want to say.
"My words were too harsh. I apologize."
"Kheuk, I know today's your first day. There's a simple procedure - please come in."
Rick smirked disgustingly before entering the barracks first. For some reason, his barracks felt ominous, making me reluctant to follow.
This was the bastard who invaded my home yesterday with Sras. Since they left without getting what they wanted, they'll surely keep tormenting us.
"X, what happens if I don't go in?"
[The tasks originally assigned to the Qualified One will be transferred to Yun Seol-ha.]
"Sigh."
Meaning they'll squeeze her even harder to compensate for my share.
Though unwilling, I had no choice but to open the bastard's barracks door. The barracks were divided into a conference room, bedroom, and Milking Room.
Inside the Milking Room, a blindfolded woman sat restrained in a chair, being milked like a cow. Her severed knees were wrapped in bloodstained bandages.
The milking machine nozzle repeatedly contracted and relaxed, endlessly sucking milk from her nipples. Whether pregnant or not, her breasts were swollen to bursting point, with nipples turned blackish.
"Haaang..., ha..., haaaauuugh, hyuk, hyuk, haaauuugh..."
Despite her miserable state, her lips were curled in a blissful smile. She continuously moaned low sounds as if experiencing endless orgasms. A needle in her neck seemed to be injecting narcotics. Each time she writhed in pleasure, the piercing on her nose shook violently, creating sparks. Foamy blood trickled from her nostrils.
"She's currently working. Don't disturb her and come here."
You fucking bastard.
"This is Special Forces work? Can't you release her immediately? Why cut her legs off? You chopped them off to eat her yourself, right? Got tired of just drinking milk and started craving human flesh again?"
These women probably joined the Special Forces imagining they'd become holy maidens serving the nation in splendid uniforms. But drugging them wasn't enough - you had to amputate their legs too?
As I stood silently glaring, Rick walked to the milking machine container half-filled with milk. When he opened the lid, a strangely sweet and savory milk scent permeated the air.
Rick tasted a sip of milk, then muttered with a satisfied smile:
"Indeed, stronger stimulation produces richer essence."
He chugged the collected milk in one gulp. Hearing Rick drink her milk, the woman rubbed her vagina against the chair seat with an ecstatic expression.
"Release that woman now unless you want to die."
Milk dripped from Rick's chin, soaking the floor. The bastard opened his filthy mouth with an aggrieved expression.
"This soldier deserted her post and is merely being punished according to Military Law."
"Military Law is this cruel?"
"We're on the brink of war. Harsh punishment for morale-breaking soldiers is unavoidable."
Desertion isn't a minor offense. But reducing someone to this state is excessive.
"If we lose this war against Oist, all turncoat mercenary battalions will face execution. For our unit's sake, we cannot forgive soldiers who damage morale."
I glanced at the milking Special Forces member. Her piercing emitted constant sparks from the strong electric current. As she rubbed her vagina, her amputated knees scraped against the bandages, staining them with fresh blood. Her complexion looked terrible, cheeks hollowed. The last remnants of life were being squeezed from her drug-enhanced augmented breasts.
No wartime punitive measure justifies treating humans like this.
As I prepared to hurl curses, I felt Yun Seol-ha tightly grip my hand. She shook her head, eyes pleading 'no'. Seeing her cooled my boiling anger.
Right, fighting this bastard won't change her fate. And even if I helped, she's already suffered irreversible damage. Dying insane might be less painful for her now.
First, avoid provoking these bastards. Once everything's settled, it won't be too late to slaughter these pieces of trash.
Huu-, calm down, stay calm.
Forcing an agreeable expression, I asked:
"After hearing that, seems I shouldn't interfere. So what should I do now?"
"We've prepared something special for you."
"What? Why?"
This 'special' thing would definitely be bad.
This bastard hasn't forgotten I stole their property. If I show weakness now, who knows what he'll do.
"Many reasons. News of you breaking an Oist mercenary's wrist spread among soldiers. Your Elite Brigade lieutenant rank is too high. Plus your unpredictable temperament... Deploying you as-is would get multiple soldiers killed by your hands."
"So what's your solution?"
Rick brought something shiny from the table - a piercing identical to those on Special Forces members' noses. Despite his words, it looked utterly ordinary.
"You expect me to wear that filthy thing?"
"Don't mind the appearance. It's merely a control device for disobedient slaves - no, Special Forces members."
This bastard just said 'slaves'. Despite his clean uniform and formal speech, every cell of him reeks of Oist filth.
"Strong electric currents will discharge from the piercing whenever you act out. Affecting not just you, but also Corporal Yun Seol-ha."
What? Seol-ha too?
Rick pointed at Yun Seol-ha with an absurdly amused expression.
"If Lieutenant Kelrot keeps causing trouble, both your brain cells will fry until you become idiots. Like that soldier there."
Yun Seol-ha inhaled a trembling breath, hiding behind me in terror.
Rick resumed his usual stoic expression while spouting horrifying words in a calm voice:
"No need to worry if that happens. Losing intelligence might benefit Special Forces members. As compensation - though inadequate - we could enlarge your augmented breasts proportionally to your lost IQ."
This lowly threat wouldn't faze me alone. But with Yun Seol-ha involved, I can't risk it. Her physique isn't as robust as mine. Continuous electric shocks might truly turn her mindless.
"I'll behave. Let's skip this."
"Impossible. Saying you'll behave to avoid restraints is contradictory. If truly compliant, restraints wouldn't matter. You're lying now."
I expected schemer tendencies, but not this level.
"As promised, nothing happens if you behave. Come here. I'll personally pierce you as a special favor. Kekeke."
I'd underestimated him despite knowing he carries a heavy kitchen knife. No retort comes to mind - his logic feels convincing.
What to do?
Approaching him, I racked my brain for solutions but found none.
Rick retrieved a specialized piercing gun from a drawer. He positioned it between my nostrils and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Pak!
A tingling sensation exploded between my nostrils, spreading across my face. That bastard Rick actually pierced my nose.
When I tried touching the fresh hole, he stopped me.
"It'll close if not inserted now. Stay still."
With no alternatives, I couldn't resist as he inserted the piercing.
Click.
The piercing's fastener clicked into place. A faint electric current seemed to flow from its surface against my skin.
Whap!
"You son of a bitch!!"
Rick suddenly slapped my butt. As I reflexively swung my fist, blinding pain exploded through my nose.
Bzzzzzt-zzt-!!
"GAAAAAAAH!!!"
"KYAAAAAAH!"
While writhing in agony, I heard Yun Seol-ha's scream. She'd collapsed too, convulsing in pain.
"Stop!! Stop it!!"
I begged while clutching his boot, but the electric shocks continued relentlessly.
Pssssssss-
The sound of unconscious Yun Seol-ha wetting herself. Frantically checking, I confirmed she was breathing. As relief came, blood began flowing from her nose.
Did her brain vessels rupture?
A chilling realization hit. Repeated like this, we might truly suffer brain damage and become idiots as threatened.
"Attempting to attack Oist mercenaries or remove the piercing will result in this pain."
"You bastard, you slapped my ass just to demonstrate this?"
"Keke, obey us well if you don't want your comrade broken. And."
His eyes changed. With me completely vulnerable now, the bastard revealed his true colors.
"Where did you hide the gem and Axion Shard?"