The Beginning of Confinement (2)
Erin and Jeyeon crawled all the way to the front door, their heavy breasts swinging beneath them.
Yeondu’s shout rang out from the living room. Erin, who had no idea what dogeza meant, looked confused for a moment before hurriedly copying Jeyeon and pressing her forehead flat to the ground. Mother and daughter had no choice but to endure the pouring rain. Thick raindrops hammered the paving stones, splashing up so violently that they couldn’t even open their eyes.
How much time had passed?
At Yeondu’s question, Erin and Jeyeon lifted their heads and begged desperately, insisting they had repented.
They had been forced into dogeza for well over twenty minutes. By the time they were allowed up, both women’s knees were trembling. They crawled across the threshold on all fours, barely managing to cross into the house. Their naked bodies were covered in dirt and sand.
Yeondu made them stand beneath the terrace. She turned the outdoor faucet’s spray nozzle on them, blasting their bare skin with water. The pressure was intense, and the underground water was ice-cold. Powerful jets slammed into their breasts and pussies.
".......?"
"Y-yes, Your Majesty."
Erin had no idea what “lie face-up” meant and hesitated in confusion. When she faltered, Yeondu lashed her breast with the rose whip.
Her wet, fleshy breasts magnified the pain of the whip. Erin collapsed, clutching her chest, then quickly copied Jeyeon’s posture. She lay flat on her back, palms pressed to the ground beneath her, arms and legs braced as she lifted her hips high, shamelessly exposing everything. Her heavy breasts swayed and rolled from side to side. In that humiliating position, she endured the stinging spray all over her body. Yeondu aimed the water jet relentlessly at her pussy.
After being hosed down like livestock with freezing underground water, the mother and daughter shivered violently as they crawled back into the living room.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Erin and Jeyeon answered weakly.
"Y-yes… Your Majesty."
When the kneeling Erin gave a small bow, Yeondu grabbed her by the hair and slammed her forehead to the floor.
"Agh!! Yes! Your Majesty… ugh, ugh."
"Yes!! Your Majesty!"
"Haaahk!! Yes! Your Majesty!"
Yeondu kicked Erin hard in the ass.
*
Yeondu, Jugyeong, and Taesik were enjoying warm tea together. The view outside the villa windows was artistic whether it was day or night. In complete contrast to their relaxing atmosphere, Erin and Jeyeon remained naked on the floor in dogeza.
Yeondu attached leashes to the mother and daughter’s slave collars.
The collars tugged them forward, forcing the pair to crawl down to the basement. Crawling on their knees across the hard floor was exhausting. Erin, being older, found it several times more difficult than her young daughter. She frowned in pain but kept crawling after the leash. Despite the torment, her pussy was shamefully wet. Even she found her body’s reaction absurd.
The basement they reached after descending the ramp was a living nightmare.
At Yeondu’s question, Erin’s lips trembled violently. The horrifying sight made her want to scream. Until today she had lived in a luxurious villa, and now the thought of being locked in one of these tiny underground cages with nothing but a shabby mat made her mind go blank.
"I-I’m sorry!! I’ll… I’ll stay in number five… Your Majesty."
"I’m sorry… I will live in cell number five."
Yeondu deliberately dragged Jeyeon into the insult, humiliating Erin viciously. The tears Erin had been holding back finally burst free.
The narrow iron door of cell five opened, and Erin crawled in.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Yeondu snapped pictures of her with a high-performance camera.
Yeondu spoke as if granting a generous favor. Jeyeon pressed her forehead to the floor, raised her ass high, and wiggled it in a gesture of gratitude. Seeing her daughter behave in such an exaggeratedly slavish manner, Erin could only hang her head in shame.
"Um… Your Majesty… I-I need to urinate urgently. Please let me use the bathroom."
"I-it’s about to come out right now. Please…"
Do I really have to beg even to pee? How pathetic…
Dragging the chains between her ankles, Erin crawled out. Yeondu kicked her while yanking on the leash. There was no door on the toilet. Erin crawled up the low step. She lifted the domed lid off the toilet bowl and set it aside. Frowning, she looked up at Yeondu.
Erin tried to squat over the toilet but ended up kneeling on the floor and raising one leg. It was a position she had never been in before in her life; her naked body trembled uncontrollably.
"Ugh…"
A yellow stream burst from her urethra. Controlling the direction was difficult. Some of it trickled down her thighs. She scattered urine everywhere before finally finishing.
Erin sniffled through her tears and turned on the faucet beside the toilet. She flushed the toilet by pressing the lever.
Swoosh!!
The whip Yeondu swung cracked across Erin’s wet pussy. Erin rolled on the floor in agony before hurriedly replacing the lid on the toilet.
"Sob… sob…"
Even the smallest mistake is a crime punishable by death.
*
First-floor living room of the villa.
Jeyeon let out a piercing scream as if she were about to pass out. Her clitoris had been flipped inside out and tied tightly with black thread, now held in Taesik’s hand. Jeyeon trembled pitifully between her thighs, her face twisted in misery.
"Ugh… haaahng!! Uuuugh!!!"
Yeondu snatched the thread from Taesik and yanked it hard. Jeyeon thrust her pussy forward, writhing desperately. Yeondu lifted the thread and hooked it onto a ring embedded far above her head.
As the thread grew tighter, Jeyeon rose onto her tiptoes.
"Agh… Thank you so much, Your Majesty!!"
Yeondu slightly loosened the tension on the thread.
Yeondu stroked Jeyeon’s cheek. The thread tied to her clitoris rose straight up in front of her eyes and was securely fastened to a ring at head height. Any single step would bring unbearable, skin-crawling agony. All she could do was stand there obscenely thrusting her pussy upward.
*
Erin was dragged back up to the living room by her leash. The moment she saw her daughter, she recoiled in horror.
Yeondu asked while shaking Erin by the hair. Erin bit her lip. Yeondu always chose questions designed to inflict maximum humiliation—questions that couldn’t be answered safely. If she said she wasn’t jealous, she would clearly be whipped.
"…Yes, Your Majesty…"
Taesik rubbed and pinched the flesh around Erin’s clitoris and foreskin, gripping the swollen nub firmly. Trembling with fear, Erin panted and pushed her pussy forward.
Yeondu laughed cruelly as she mocked Erin. Taesik rubbed the black thread against Erin’s mouth to coat it with saliva, then formed a loop. He slipped the loop over her large, swollen clitoris and pulled it tight. The moment her sensitive nub was bound, a bestial moan tore from her throat.
He wrapped the thread around it several times and tied a secure knot so it wouldn’t slip off, then handed the end to Yeondu. Grinning with delight, Yeondu tugged the thread this way and that.
Erin stamped her feet and thrust her pussy in whatever direction the thread was pulled. Yeondu yanked the thread over and tied it to the ring beside Jeyeon’s, pulling it upward. Mother and daughter now stood side by side, both forced to thrust their pussies forward. Their hands were bound behind their backs, leaving them completely unable to move even a single step.
"Haaaaauuu…"
"Huuuugh… agh…"
The moans of Erin and her daughter filled the living room. The strain on their glute muscles made their plump asses quiver. With their hands tied behind them, all they could do was twitch their fingers and stare at the threads pulling their clits upward.
Jeyeon…
Erin barely managed to turn her head to look at her daughter. Jeyeon was staring into space, tears glistening in her eyes. Erin’s gaze dropped to her daughter’s sex. The bound clitoris had turned a deep, angry red and swelled enormously. It looked like a large, ripe cherry. Clear trails of arousal ran visibly from her thighs all the way to her knees. The sight of her daughter’s miserable state made Erin cry inside. And yet, her own nipples had stiffened into hard peaks.
*
Yeondu picked up a brush and began lightly tickling Erin and Jeyeon’s pussies. The mother and daughter’s sharp screams filled the living room. Yeondu twisted and pinched their nipples. Unable to move even an inch, Erin and Jeyeon shuddered between their legs, gasping for breath.
"Please forgive us!"
"Sob… sob… haaahk… Please show us mercy, Your Majesty!"
After more than thirty minutes, the mother and daughter begged that they would do anything if only they would be released. Captives of a heavy, throbbing ache mixed with terrifying pleasure, Erin and Jeyeon stood there precariously.