Another Set of Slaves, Eju and Her Daughter 39
The morning light crept into the Slav house where Eju and her daughter were imprisoned. But since the mother and daughter were locked in the underground dungeon, they had no way of seeing the outside world.
A few days earlier, Eju and Eunhae had undergone piercing. A large cow ring now gleamed through the septum of their noses, along with silver rings on their nipples, clitorises, clitoral hoods, and both labia.
“Haa… haa…”
“Haaaaang…..”
Standing with their legs spread wide, Eju and Eunhae were completely absorbed in rubbing their own pussies. They were locked in a contest. The challenge was to fill the tiny soju cups they each held in one hand with as much of their own pussy juice as possible.
“Ahht…”
“Huuht… haha… please…”
Both women frantically toyed with the rings on their clits while pressing the cups against their slits to collect their dripping fluids.
“Ughahaha.”
Taesik burst into loud, mocking laughter as he watched the mother and daughter.
Eju’s tiny soju cup was already nearly full. As a woman in her thirties, Eju produced an impressive amount of pussy juice. Realizing she was clearly on the verge of losing, Eunhae decided to play dirty.
“Master. This game is unfair. That meat toilet Eju is the kind of bitch who leaks all over the place no matter what time it is.”
“Ugh… Eunhae! How can you say something like that to me!”
Eju shuddered at her adopted daughter’s rude tone and behavior.
Seeing Eju shout and grow agitated, Eunhae smiled. She knew Taesik, who was watching them, was getting excited by the sight.
“You dare run your filthy mouth without permission?!”
Smack! Smack!!
Taesik lashed out with a rose whip, striking both women across their breasts. Slaves were not allowed to raise their voices or speak without permission. Seeing the two of them arguing loudly right in front of him, his anger was only natural.
“Aaaagh!!”
Eju, who had been rubbing her pussy, curled up to avoid the whip. The tiny soju cup she was holding slipped from her fingers and clattered to the floor.
Smack!
“Aaaack!! Stop! I-I’m sorry… ugh!”
Eju begged for forgiveness and tried to clean up the spilled cup, but the damage was already done. Eunhae had also been whipped, but her tolerance for spanking was far higher than Eju’s, so she managed to keep her cup steady without spilling a drop.
The lead Eju had built up was gone in an instant. She would have to start collecting her juices from scratch.
“Haa… I’m all done, Master.”
“Completely full, huh? Looks like Eunhae wins!”
Taesik chuckled as he raised Eunhae’s hand in victory.
“Ugh… Master, I was ahead. I had almost filled it… but then the whip hit me…”
Eju pleaded with a pitiful expression.
“Eunhae got her tits whipped the same way and didn’t spill. Shut your fucking mouth.”
When Taesik glared and roared at her, Eju had no choice but to fall silent. Tears of resentment welled up in her eyes. Every single punishment riding on this contest was terrifying. The winner, Eunhae, would get to choose which penalty Eju received.
The possible punishments were written on the wall in multiple-choice format.
1. Tattoo above the pussy
2. Full tattoo across one ass cheek
3. Attach 50-gram weights to every ring on the body
“Eunhae, tell me your choice.”
“I choose number one, Master. Eju’s pussy is already so stretched out that fifty grams wouldn’t even make her feel it.”
“Hahahaha. You really have a lot of resentment built up against Eju, don’t you?”
“Meeting that woman was the biggest mistake of my life. That bitch raised me to be a con artist.”
Eunhae glared at Eju with a triumphant sneer. Eju glared right back, biting her lip in rage. Since Eunhae was only her adopted child and not blood-related, their bond had crumbled easily.
The moment the decision was made, Taesik immediately prepared the fifty-gram weights.
“Ahht… haaaa… ugh…”
Every time a weight was attached—from her nipple rings to the ring on her clitoral hood—hot moans spilled from Eju’s lips.
A short break was given, but it passed in the blink of an eye.
“Alright, time for the next game. Eju, you’re pissed off, right? If you’re mad, win this one and get your revenge!”
Taesik patted Eju’s ass encouragingly.
“Yes… Master.”
Eju blushed and nodded.
“Squeeze that pussy as tight as you can!! Hahahaha.”
Chuckling, Taesik revealed the tool he had prepared: two plastic eggs connected by a thin chain. The game was simple—one egg would go into Eju’s pussy, the other into Eunhae’s, and they would play a tug-of-war. The one who pulled the egg out of the other first would be the winner.
Following Taesik’s orders, Eju and Eunhae lay face-down in opposite directions with their asses pressed together.
“Huu…”
“Uuuu…”
Both women gasped with their mouths open as the smooth, white plastic eggs slid into their wet cunts.
“Forward!”
At Taesik’s command, Eju and Eunhae crawled forward until the chain between the eggs grew taut. Eju grimaced at the weight of the fifty-gram pendants pulling down on her nipple and clit rings. She swore to herself that this time, she would definitely beat Eunhae.
“Stop!”
Both women froze at his word. They furrowed their brows and clenched their pussies with all their strength. A heavy tension filled the silent room.
“Ready… begin!”
“Aaaauuugh!!”
“Huuuaaaaah!”
At Taesik’s signal, both women strained their pussies so hard their thighs trembled as they crawled forward desperately.
“Aaaaaah!! No!!”
With Eju’s pitiful scream, the slick plastic egg slipped from her pussy and clattered onto the floor. Even in the pussy tug-of-war, it was a complete one-sided victory for Eunhae.
“Wahahaha! You were supposed to clench tight and not let go! This was way too easy.”
Taesik gave Eju’s ass a light kick. She collapsed sideways, then pressed her forehead to the floor and lifted her hips high.
“Please forgive me… I beg you…”
It was a total defeat. From Eju’s perspective, all she could do was hope for mercy.
“Please… heuuu…”
Eju lifted her head and began licking Taesik’s shoe. She wiggled her ass as submissively as possible. The scars from the brutal beating she had received at the abandoned factory still covered her buttocks.
“Fine. I was going to torture you with hot wax or the whip, but I’ll let it slide this once. Lick Eunhae’s pussy until she’s satisfied. And get your face away from my shoe.”
Thud.
Taesik gave Eju’s ass another light kick.
“Ugh… Thank you, Master.”
The fallen Eju groveled out her thanks to Taesik before crawling over to Eunhae. Eunhae sat on the floor and spread her legs. The closer Eju brought her face to her daughter’s pussy, the more her body trembled with utter humiliation. The person she hated enough to want to kill. On top of that, the shame of licking another woman’s genitals made Eju’s ears burn red.
“Heum…”
Eju stuck out her tongue and licked along the slit. A sharp, sour smell stung her nose. It was so humiliating her tongue trembled, but she knew if she hesitated, Taesik’s angry whip would rain down on her back and ass.
“Sluuurp…”
Eju squeezed her eyes shut and began sucking on Eunhae’s pussy like a madwoman. She used her slippery tongue to dig into the folds, desperately trying to push it deeper inside.
“Ahng… Suck harder… you filthy toilet bitch… Harder! Harder!”
Eunhae grabbed a fistful of Eju’s hair and yanked hard.
“Huuup… uuuup…”
With her hair seized, Eju’s face was crushed so tightly against Eunhae’s cunt she could barely breathe. As Eunhae’s body grew hotter, Eju’s own masochistic body began to burn with unwanted arousal.
“Huu… huuum…”
In her excitement, Eju took Eunhae’s clit ring into her mouth and sucked hard. Eunhae let out animalistic grunts and shook her ass.
“Haaaaang!!”
Eunhae’s upper body arched like a bow as she came. Eju’s face was drenched in her daughter’s juices.
As the heat of arousal slowly faded, both Eju and Eunhae hung their heads in shame and misery. Taesik, Sam, and Yan, who had been watching the entire scene up close, clapped and laughed uproariously.
Taesik ground out his cigarette under his shoe and spoke.
“We have to keep playing games, right? There won’t be any more games after this. This is the last one.”
He blindfolded both Eju and Eunhae.
“It’s an easy game if you concentrate. Open your mouths and stick out your tongues.”
Both women obeyed, opening their mouths and extending their tongues.
“I’m going to stick cocks in your mouths. Guess whose it is.”
Taesik, Sam, and Yan took turns shoving their cocks into Eju’s mouth. She drooled heavily but correctly identified every single one. Eunhae, with only three men to distinguish, also managed to guess correctly using only the feel of the cocks on her tongue.
“Ughahaha! As expected, you filthy meat toilet sluts are good at this. Now it’s a memory game.”
Taesik, Sam, and Yan took turns shoving their cocks into Eju’s mouth, then reversed the order and mixed it up on the second round.
“Whose cocks went in and in what order?”
“Yes… Master… So it was Master Taesik, Master Sam, Master Yan, Master Yan, Master Taesik, Master Taesik, Master Sam… in that order.”
“Oh ho. Correct. Not a complete idiot after all.”
Taesik stroked the kneeling Eju’s head. Eunhae, however, could distinguish the cocks but failed to remember the exact seven-step sequence.
“Looks like Eju wins for the first time in a while. Now for the punishment! Curious what it’ll be, Eju?”
“Yes… Master.”
“Should we add weights to Eunhae’s piercings or give her a tattoo? Which one?”
“A tattoo, please.”
Eju, who had been waiting for any chance at revenge, chose the tattoo without hesitation. Weights could be removed once forgiven, but a tattoo was permanent. That was only natural.
At Eju’s venomous words, Eunhae closed her eyes and lowered her head.
“Tattoo it is. Should it be a picture or letters?”
“A picture, Master.”
“Pick one.”
Taesik turned on the TV mounted on the wall and displayed several photos. The first was a picture of a woman’s pierced pussy. The second was a vulgar image of an ugly, erect cock tattooed on the pubic area, complete with cum splattering everywhere. The third was a relatively softer image of a bright red rose with the words CUNT SLAVE written in small English letters beneath it.
Eju wanted Eunhae to suffer as much as possible. Her gaze stopped on the second, horrifying cock tattoo.
“Number two, Master.”
“Okay! We’ll engrave it tonight.”
Taesik picked up his phone and called Dr. Cho. Eunhae gave up on begging and simply stared blankly at the vulgar image on the TV screen. Like a prisoner who already knew her execution date, she wore a hollow, empty expression.
Evening came, and Dr. Cho arrived at the Slav dungeon. Eju and Eunhae had to prostrate themselves before the familiar doctor and show proper respect. After all, he was the man who had given them their lewd piercings.
“You’re really going to do this tattoo? Is it necessary to put something like this on women who could still be sold as products?”
Dr. Cho looked surprised as he stared at the photo of the cock-shaped tattoo.
“It doesn’t matter, hyung-nim.”
“Heh heh… This is the first time in my career I’ve ever had to tattoo something this filthy.”
Dr. Cho shook his head and took out his tattoo machine. Eunhae was already tied spread-eagle on the floor.
Bzzzzzzzz—
Shaking his head, Dr. Cho meticulously tattooed every vein of the cock, every drop of semen. Eunhae clenched her eyes shut and endured the pain of the needle piercing her living flesh. Above her pubic mound, a tattoo took shape—starting with the balls, moving up the thick shaft studded with beads, and ending with a glans pierced by two silver rings. It was a disgusting image that she would never want to show to anyone, not even in a bathhouse.
“Ugh… ugh…”
The moment her limbs were freed, Eunhae collapsed and burst into tears. Eju watched her with a satisfied, mocking smile.
“Now it’s Eju’s turn to get a picture. Lie down on the floor.”
“…..What?! I won the contest, so why do I—”
Eju’s eyes widened in shock at Taesik’s words.
“Mother and daughter should have some loyalty. You’re a filthy con artist toilet too, so you need a picture that suits you.”
“Hey, that’s not what we agreed on, Master!”
“You fucking bitch! When the hell did I ever make a promise with a toilet like you?!”
Slap!
Taesik backhanded Eju across the cheek. Sam and Yan immediately rushed in and pinned her limbs to the floor.
“N-nooooo!!”
Eju screamed and thrashed her arms and legs, but Dr. Cho’s tattoo machine did not stop. In the end, both Eju and Eunhae, now freshly tattooed, stood side by side in a submissive posture and were forced to pose for commemorative photos.
Taesik ordered plenty of delivery food for the slaves, saying they had worked hard. Despite the horrific tattoos, Eju and Eunhae were starving and devoured the meal using only their mouths.
Looking down at the naked slaves, Taesik muttered in a voice so low it was barely audible.
“Tonight is your last night here.”