Human Train
Jera could not wipe the semen from her face until evening. She simply shook her cow ring and was dragged this way and that like a beast. Darkness fell over the mountain villa, and Jugyeong and Yeondu returned. Erin, Jera, and Jeyeon—the mother and two daughters—crawled out into the yard and pressed their bodies flat against the ground.
Erin, hips raised high, spoke on behalf of the three. The sight of Jugyeong and her daughter in their lavish clothes contrasted sharply with the three naked women wearing nothing but dog collars. They truly looked like masters and slaves.
Yeondu shouted as she jabbed the heel of her shoe into Erin’s ass. The three women were kicked and prodded as they carried the luxury shopping bags filled with designer goods back into the villa.
The daily life of a slave was obscene. Inside the mountain villa, Erin and her two daughters were treated like livestock. The mother and daughters had been thoroughly trained by Jugyeong and Yeondu. They were kept completely naked, dragged around by their dog collars, and forced to do chores every single day. If anything displeased Yeondu even slightly, she would pick up a whip or a switch.
Even in such a miserable routine, a small measure of peace arrived. For the first time since falling into slavery, the three women experienced an entire week without a single whipping. It was a peace that came because the tyrannical Yeondu had begun spending long hours at Sang-gu’s house.
Simply not being beaten was enough for the three of them to feel at peace. They were gradually adapting to their humiliating daily lives. The strange sensations of the nipple rings, clitoris rings, and cow rings had faded considerably. The mother and daughters were becoming accustomed to masochistic pleasure.
Yet the sense of immorality and shame they felt as mother and daughters, along with the humiliation of their bondage, still tormented them. The growing familiarity with their own naked bodies also plunged them into self-loathing. It was something a woman should never become used to.
Erin, Jera, and Jeyeon. As their mother, Erin was used almost every day by Taesik and Neobchi as a cum-dump sow. The sex was completely inconsiderate, but Erin threw herself into it with all her heart, trying to forget the obscene reality of her life. Although the beatings had decreased, the three women could not escape hard labor. They toiled while their naked bodies shook their nipple rings. The trees and grass around the villa were kept neatly trimmed thanks to the sweat of Erin and her daughters. The mountain villa was wringing every last drop of sweat, tears, and love juice from the three women.
The sharp click of high heels belonged to Yeondu. At the growing sound of footsteps, the three women waiting inside their cage tensed up and pressed themselves flat against the floor. They trembled, wondering what fresh torment awaited them today.
Crack! Yeondu sparked the electric prod against the bars. Even though they had done nothing wrong, the three women shook violently and begged for forgiveness.
At Yeondu’s roar, the three women wiggled their asses and crawled out as fast as they could. Once they reached the living room, fifty-gram bells were attached to their nipple rings and clitoris rings. The pain of their most sensitive parts being pulled, combined with the terror of the electric prod, left the mother and daughters barely able to finish cleaning.
The three women crawled into the yard and pressed themselves flat. Yeondu kept jabbing their naked bodies with the electric prod. The terrified women’s ass cheeks quivered violently. On the opposite side, in stark contrast to the miserable sight, Taesik and Jugyeong sat beneath a parasol, leisurely enjoying their coffee. Yeondu, too, held a tumbler of refreshing iced coffee in one hand.
Neobchi’s eyes caught the pitiful sight of the three women. His gaze fixed on Erin as she raised her ass to the limit beneath Yeondu’s feet.
It’s hot as hell. This is really too much.
Inside Neobchi’s heart, pity for Erin was growing. Having slept with her, he had developed real feelings. He was far from a sadist. Though he was a rough man who had lived his whole life in the shadows, he did not like the current situation.
Does she really have to be broken this miserably…?
Neobchi shook his head.
The three women sweated profusely as they organized the items in the garden. With their pussies and assholes completely exposed, they shuddered with shame yet moved as quickly as they could. Thick beads of sweat rolled down over the heavy layers of sunscreen coating their skin. Yeondu watched the three naked women scramble pathetically with a relaxed expression. Beside her, Wangdu held a parasol and fawned over her like a servant. The sleazy smile never left his face; he had already appointed himself Yeondu’s personal secretary.
Wangdu called the young Yeondu “Madam.” He grinned slyly and ran off to the storage shed.
He handed her two thin, short chains, each only ten centimeters long, with rings at both ends.
At Yeondu’s single command, the three women scrambled over. Their heavy breasts swung violently from side to side. Erin’s particularly large breasts, which could not fully defy gravity and sagged ever so slightly, shook the hardest. When they arrived and pressed themselves flat, all three were panting.
Any sign of slowness would have earned them an electric shock to the ass or a whipping across the pussy.
Whack! Whack! Whack!
Despite how quickly they had run, Yeondu brought her riding crop down hard on the asses of Erin, Jera, and Jeyeon. Red welts bloomed across their skin, and the mother and daughters’ screams echoed through the garden. The three women on the ground raised their knees as high as they could and lifted their asses.
Yeondu kicked Jeyeon’s ass. Jeyeon, who had been lying beside her mother, crawled behind Erin and pressed the tip of her nose against her mother’s pussy. Her eyes reddened with utter humiliation. The sight of her mother’s swollen, aroused pussy filled her vision, and Jeyeon wanted to turn her head away.
Yeondu hooked one end of the ten-centimeter chain to Jeyeon’s cow ring and the other to Erin’s clitoris ring.
“Haa…” The moment her daughter’s breath touched her fully erect clitoris, Erin shuddered violently and let out a low moan. A gush of clear love juice spilled out, soaking the inside of her thighs.
Jera crawled forward with a tearful expression. She positioned herself in front of her mother, pressed her pussy against Erin’s face, and began shaking her hips.
Yeondu laughed at Jera and brought the whip down across her heavy, pendulous breasts.
Jera screamed and curled into herself. Yeondu grabbed Erin’s hair, forcing her head down, and connected her cow ring to Jera’s clitoris ring with the second chain. With only two ten-centimeter chains, the three women were now helplessly linked together.
Crack! The riding crop lashed across Jera’s ass, who was at the front of the line.
“Haaa!”
“Ahk!”
“Aaaahk!!”
The three women’s screams burst out at the same time. Jera trembled, her ass twitching, which tugged on her mother’s cow ring through the clitoris ring. The pull traveled like a wave, stimulating Erin’s clitoris ring and then Jeyeon’s cow ring.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Yeondu mercilessly whipped the asses of the three women who couldn’t move properly. Jera crawled forward while shaking, but the pain of her clitoris being yanked through the ring made her limbs feel frozen. She screamed under the lashes, tears and snot streaming down her face, yet she inched forward bit by bit.
Erin, connected in the middle, suffered even more. Her face was becoming just as ruined as her eldest daughter’s. When their rhythm broke, both her nasal septum and clitoris were pulled simultaneously, sending a stinging pain that made her entire body break out in goosebumps. Her cow ring was linked to her eldest daughter and her clitoris to her youngest daughter’s cow ring. Matching their movements was pure torture.
Yeondu took the electric prod and jabbed their breasts in turn. She didn’t actually shock them, but the threat alone was enough to cause agony.
Jera lifted her head and begged Yeondu. Erin and Jeyeon, whose cow rings and clitoris rings were connected, could not even raise their heads.
Slap! Yeondu squatted in front of Jera, grabbed her hair, and slapped her hard across the face. The repeated, powerful slaps turned both of Jera’s cheeks bright red.
I have to move forward somehow… I can’t take any more…
Under the relentless abuse, Jera desperately searched for a way out. Having made up her mind, she opened her mouth.
Jera moved her left hand forward. Erin and Jeyeon followed, stepping their left hands forward as well.
Following Jera’s lead, the three women began to crawl forward in unison. Their speed was faster than before, but the ten-centimeter chains connecting their clitorises and cow rings pulled dangerously at one another. Jera moaned at the stinging pull on her clitoris ring. Erin cried as she felt both the pain in her nasal septum and the stinging of her clitoris ring at the same time. Jeyeon’s eyes also reddened as her cow ring was tugged forward little by little.
Even in this state, the three women were sweating as if in a downpour, suffering terribly. Yet Yeondu showed no mercy and continued to lash their asses with the whip. Screams rang out in a chain reaction. The sadistic gleam in Yeondu’s eyes burned with excitement.
Yeondu laughed loudly. Like a conquering army savoring victory, she flushed with excitement and jabbed the electric prod into the three women’s breasts and naked bodies everywhere. Though it was only a bluff with no actual shocks, the women jolted and had no choice but to keep crawling.
“Haa… haa…”
Erin, crawling in the middle, panted heavily, drool spilling from her mouth. Her pussy was completely soaked with love juice, dirtying her youngest daughter Jeyeon’s nose. The three finally reached the gazebo that was their destination. It was only fifty meters away—if they had walked, it would have taken no time at all.
At Yeondu’s command, the three women collapsed flat onto the ground where they were. Their naked bodies were completely drenched in sweat from their ragged breathing. They could neither lie down nor sit comfortably. With their clitoris rings and cow rings connected, the best they could do was press their shins and foreheads to the floor and gasp for air.
Yeondu lay down in the gazebo and played with her phone. Wangdu, standing beside her, turned on the garden hose and sprayed cold water over the prostrate women. The three let out miserable moans.
After enjoying her rest for a while, Yeondu stood up. The three women who had been lying flat raised their knees. Their naked bodies trembled from exhaustion. Yeondu unfastened the chain connected to Jera’s clitoris ring. The end of the chain glistened with love juice.
Jera offered her gratitude. The chains connecting Erin and Jeyeon were also removed. When the terrible chains of the human train were finally undone, the three women felt a faint hope that the journey down would be easier than the way up.
The brief spark of hope was instantly crushed by Yeondu’s words. She kept Jera at the front but, claiming it was for fairness, placed Erin at the very back and moved Jeyeon to the middle for the descent. The short chains were once again attached to their clitoris rings and cow rings. The way down proved even more painful and difficult than the climb.
Along with their screams, the sound of the bells on their nipple rings spread on the mountain breeze, but it did not travel far. The peaceful natural surroundings stood in cruel contrast to the miserable procession of the three women chained together. When they finally reached the parasol in the yard, knees raised and legs and asses straining with effort, Jugyeong clapped her hands and laughed mockingly at their pathetic state.