Apology Day 32
Eju and Eunhae. Apology DAY 32.
“Mom… what are we going to do now…”
“That old captain had such a lecherous, sinister look on his face…”
“Mom… we’re going to be forced to do filthy things… aren’t we?”
“Ugh… Pull yourself together, Eunhae… Th-they won’t kill us…”
In the pitch-black darkness, separated by a wall, the mother and daughter kept talking. They spoke for a long time, yet their anxiety and fear only swelled. Dragging the shackles around their ankles, they eventually fell asleep.
The iron door creaked open. Three demonic men stepped inside and drove the mother and daughter into a corner.
“I warned you to stay quiet yesterday, yet you two chattered and wailed all night long.”
“Please release us, sir… I’ll do anything you order… If it’s money you want, I can give you as much as you like.”
Eju’s face twisted as she begged Taesik with desperate eyes. He ignored her, yanking her arms behind her back and binding them with a leather belt before snapping a dog collar around her slender throat. The same was done to Eunhae. A vivid red ball gag silenced both their mouths. A shoulder-width chain was fastened between the shackles on their ankles.
“You bitches need to be punished.”
Taesik seized Eju by the hair and hauled her up the underground stairs. Eunhae was dragged behind by the other two men. The mother and daughter were herded through the living room and out into the yard. It was broad daylight, yet their screams were trapped behind the ball gags and never cleared the high walls.
An SUV sat parked in the yard. When the trunk opened, two miniature cages waited inside. Designed for dogs, they were painfully narrow for adult women. Eju and Eunhae were lifted into the air by Yan and Sam, then shoved inside. Pushed ass-first, the mother and daughter were locked in a pathetic dogeza position, hands still bound behind their backs.
The car drove for thirty minutes before stopping. Saliva poured from the bright red ball gags, soaking their breasts and dripping all the way to their pussies. Tears and snot further defiled their miserable faces.
Eju and Eunhae were yanked out by their hair, dragged roughly from the miniature cages. After more than thirty minutes locked in that position, their bodies were numb, electric jolts racing through every limb; they collapsed the moment they were freed.
Taesik kicked their asses and ordered them to lie face-down. Eju trembled in terror, eyes darting around. They were at a shabby abandoned factory halfway up a mountain. The interior was completely exposed, no doors to hide behind. A large plastic sheet had been spread across one section of the floor, and two heavy industrial chains hung from the ceiling.
“Haaagh!”
“Aaaagh!!”
Leashed by their dog collars and forced to crawl, the mother and daughter were flung onto the plastic. Naked, they clung to each other, bodies shaking with raw terror. Their breasts pressed together in a lewd lesbian embrace, yet neither of them had the presence of mind to feel shame. The fear of gang rape and torture made their bare skin quiver violently.
For a while, nothing happened. Then a car rolled up to the factory. The thought of strangers seeing her naked body, dog collar, and saliva-drenched ball gag filled Eju with despair. But the people who approached were all familiar. They were the victims of the real estate fraud Eju had committed.
“You thieving whores~ Hurry up and grovel. Apologize properly! Uahaha~”
Taesik grabbed the hair of the mother and daughter—hands still bound behind their backs—and wrenched them upright. Their breasts, pussies, and asses were completely exposed.
With a metallic rattle the ceiling chains were lowered, hooked to their collars, and yanked upward. Stretched to the limit, the naked women could only balance on the tips of their toes.
“Brrruuup!!”
“Phhup uuup!”
The mother and daughter screamed as their breath was choked off. Hands tied behind them, they had to pour every ounce of strength into simply staying upright.
While digging into Eju and Eunhae’s background, Taesik had acquired the victim list from the real estate scam and grown close to several of them. He had selected three based on instinct and contacted them—an old gentleman, a male college student, and an auntie nearing old age. Exposing a kidnapping to ordinary civilians, even briefly, was extremely dangerous. But Yeondu had insisted fiercely, and Taesik, thoroughly influenced by her, had gone ahead.
He had promised the three victims that if they came to this location today without reporting anything, he would return the exact principal they had lost. Naturally, none of them had any reason to refuse.
Besides Taesik filming with his smartphone, cameras had been placed throughout the factory. Every inch was being recorded—from their nipples to the slits of their pussies.
“Here you are~”
Taesik handed out silicone whips to the victims. The old gentleman, the college student, and the pot-bellied auntie were already cursing, spitting, and slapping the mother and daughter.
The moment they received the whips, the three victims attacked the naked bodies without mercy. Red welts bloomed across breasts, stomachs, waists, pelvises, pussies, and asses.
“I want to kill you right now! Where is my son, you bitch! Sob… sob…”
The pot-bellied auntie, while whipping them, poured out her long-held resentment. The “son” she spoke of was Yuseong, Eju’s adopted son.
Exhausted from swinging the whip, she tossed it aside and sat down to rest. The old gentleman and the male college student continued, striking even the thin calves of the tiptoeing women.
“That’s enough~”
At Taesik’s command the two men stopped. Red marks now stretched from the women’s breasts all the way to their armpits. Their breasts and the flesh around their pussies were already swollen. A puddle of saliva and urine had formed on the plastic. The mother and daughter had wet themselves.
When the chains connected to their collars were loosened, both women collapsed straight into the urine-soaked floor. They lay there like dying fish, completely limp.
Sam and Yan removed the ball gags.
“Cough! Cough! Please spare us!! We were wrong… haa… haa…”
Eju looked at Taesik and wailed, begging desperately.
“Hey, you fraud bitches, you should be apologizing to these people~”
When Taesik pointed at the victims holding the whips, Eju slammed her forehead to the floor and frantically begged for forgiveness.
“Puhahaha, how perfect~ These fucking sluts seem to love the piss-soaked floor. Let’s give them another round!”
Taesik urinated first. Sam and Yan unzipped and aimed their streams at the mother and daughter’s faces. The old gentleman and college student also pissed on their faces and breasts. The auntie, unfazed, kept spitting on them.
On the plastic sheet, the women’s long hair and entire bodies were drenched in urine.
“Now you finally look the part~”
Taesik lit a cigarette and sneered at the fraudster mother and daughter.
The pair clung to each other, gasping harshly.
Shaaaa! Taesik turned on the groundwater and hosed them down. The ice-cold spray made them scream. He kept spraying for a long time to wash away the stench of piss. The mother and daughter thrashed like pigs in a slaughterhouse, trying to escape the water.
“Kneel, you fraud bitches.”
At Taesik’s order, Eju and Eunhae knelt side by side, trembling. Their hanging breasts and swollen labia were bright red.
“Shouldn’t we drain some of that fluid?” Taesik asked the old gentleman and college student. They didn’t hesitate. The old gentleman moved behind Eju; the college student moved behind Eunhae, grabbing their hair.
“Ugh, no, please…”
Eju turned her head and begged, but with both hands bound behind her, all she could do was press her forehead to the floor and pant.
“Haa… Haaa…”
Eunhae, having completely given up, simply moaned louder and surrendered to the situation. The college student’s violent thrusts made her breasts bounce wildly. Her cries grew louder, drool spilling from her lips. Extreme fear and unwanted pleasure tangled together, paralyzing both women’s minds.
The old gentleman finished. The college student pumped Eunhae’s pussy full of cum. The pot-bellied auntie watched everything, cheering them on to degrade the pair even more. When the men stepped back, the auntie pinched them, spat on them, and slapped their faces repeatedly.
“Is this sufficient now?”
At Taesik’s question the three victims nodded. At his gesture, Sam and Yan handed each of them a bag containing the exact principal they had lost.
“Thank you so much. What do you plan to do with them going forward?” the old gentleman asked, glancing at the mother and daughter.
“We’ll torment them a little more~ then dump them naked in front of the police station at dawn,” Taesik lied. He had no intention of releasing them.
“Don’t hand them over to the police! Torment them until they cry tears of blood, then just kill them. We will never breathe a word.”
The pot-bellied auntie spoke loudly.
“Hahaha~ Thank you for your hard work, everyone.”
Taesik patted the auntie’s shoulder and urged them into their car. The fraud victims climbed in and vanished into a cloud of dust.
One. Absolute obedience to every command of the Master…
Two. Transfer of all ownership and every human right to the Master…
Three. Acceptance of corporal punishment, torture, and body modification at the Master’s sole discretion…
Four through Twenty. Permanent loss of all autonomy, sexual use without limit, branding, piercings, livestock treatment, and total surrender of body and soul until death.
Eju and Eunhae, still gagged and bound, were taken back to the underground prison. Dr. Cho was waiting at the entrance. Seeing their naked, wretched state, he clicked his tongue.
“These sow pigs took quite the beating.”
He put on latex gloves, washed every inch of their bodies, applied dressings, and made them swallow ointment and antibiotics. After finishing the treatment, Dr. Cho spoke briefly with Taesik and left.
Taesik, Sam, and Yan were eating pizza. Taesik tossed the few remaining slices onto the floor.
“Aren’t you hungry? Eat it.”
The mother and daughter were ravenous and dared not disobey, so they crawled over and picked the pizza off the floor with their mouths.
“No words of gratitude?”
“Th-thank you.”
“Thank you!”
At Taesik’s menacing tone, Eju and Eunhae pathetically thanked him while licking up pizza and pickles from the dirty floor. Their lips glistened with grease.
Taesik threw paper and lipstick at them. The first line on the paper was the slave contract.
“Read it, you bitches~”
Even at his command, Eju and Eunhae hesitated. Sam and Yan stepped behind them holding vicious whips.
“Get into submission position and read it right now, you bitches! And smile while you do it!”
At Taesik’s order, Sam and Yan cracked the whips against the floor. The sound alone promised torn skin. Pale with terror, Eju and Eunhae placed their hands behind their heads and assumed the submission posture. Sam and Yan held the contract up for them to read.
“One… absolute obedience to the Master’s commands…”
“Two… transferring all ownership and human rights to the Master…”
“Three… accepting corporal punishment and… at the Master’s discretion…”
They read the more than twenty terrifying clauses aloud—from total obedience to body modification—in loud, clear voices.
“Rub the lipstick on your pussies~”
At Taesik’s command the mother and daughter obediently smeared the red lipstick over their swollen pussies. Sam and Yan handed them the contracts. With miserable expressions, they pressed their pussies to the signature lines, stamping them with their own flesh.
“Now you belong to us~ Unlike you two, we won’t write a contract and run away~ UHAHAHAHA!”
Taesik’s laughter filled the underground prison. Soon only Eju and Eunhae remained. Until the lights went out, the wall-mounted TV endlessly repeated the humiliating slave oath the mother and daughter had been forced to shout earlier.