The Three Women in Crisis
Saem-mul looked up at the man she had known as Dae-man since last year. “Mister, where are we going?”
“Hey! Call me ‘mister’ one more time and you’ll regret it!” Even though the words themselves carried no profanity, they were terrifying enough to make her body tremble.
“Th-then… what should I…”
“The Chairman ordered me to have you call me ‘Teacher’ from now on.”
“T-Teacher… we need to stop by your house to pick up a few things… It’ll only take a moment.”
Dae-man stared at her with open contempt. “Hahaha… You won’t be going home anymore. Forget about your house! Didn’t you even read the contract properly?”
In the basement of the building lay a large room and a shared bathroom. The large room was completely empty, nothing but floor mats spread across the bare space. It was mainly used for studying the Chairman’s teachings or for meditation.
The three women, dressed in light T-shirts and simple dresses, were herded into a corner.
“The Chairman will be down shortly, so wait here!”
Two men in sunglasses blocked the entrance. Dae-man lit a cigarette and glared at the three women with frightening intensity.
When Sang-gu opened the door, the two sunglassed men bowed in greeting. For a brief moment, the three women’s faces, which had been sending him desperate, pleading looks, froze solid.
Beside Sang-gu stood his lover, Yeondu.
“Oh my, look at these traitor sows holding their heads up so proudly…”
Sows?
“Ma’am! That’s going too far… Calling us sows…”
The vicious insult, something they had never experienced before, made Saem-mul and Eun-gyeong snap back at Yeondu in resentful voices.
“The ink on the contract hasn’t even dried yet and you’re already talking back like this!”
A bone-chillingly loud roar filled the room. Yeondu no longer seemed like someone four or five years younger than them.
“W-we only promised to obey the Chairman’s words and submit completely. Our relationship with you, ma’am, is a separate matter. Please… don’t insult us so harshly…”
“Hah!”
Slap!
Yeondu rushed forward and mercilessly struck Saem-mul—the one who had spoken for the group—across the face.
“How dare you talk back, you insolent bitch!”
“Why… why are you hitting me?!”
“I never liked any of you three from the start! Especially you, Saem-mul. I’ve had my eye on you. Just wait and see!”
Slap! Slap!
Grabbing a fistful of hair, she rained down merciless blows. It was the first time in her life Saem-mul had ever been slapped so brutally. She flailed her hands clumsily to block the strikes while sobbing.
“Apologize!!”
When Sang-gu shouted, both Yeondu and Saem-mul turned to look at him. Saem-mul thought he was ordering Yeondu to apologize for her violence and sent him a brief, hopeful glance.
“Get on the ground right now and apologize to Yeondu!”
Her hopes shattered into pieces. Hunching over, Saem-mul let out a choked sob and quietly apologized.
“I-I’m sorry… Ma’am.”
“Heh… No need to be sorry. You’ll regret what happened today for the rest of your life. Hehehe.”
Yeondu pressed a finger against her forehead, staring down with eyes full of venom.
“Strip, you traitorous bitches!” Sang-gu commanded quietly.
The man who had once been their guiding light was now shaking them by the throat and humiliating them. Even as they wept, the three women slowly removed their clothes and folded them neatly in front of them.
Their T-shirts, blouses, and dresses lay in a pile. Wearing only bras and panties, they knelt, trembling violently, and begged for mercy.
“Chairman, please… We will reflect and obey. We’ll do anything you ask.”
Touching her reddened, swollen cheek, Saem-mul continued her desperate pleas without pause.
“I want to be nothing but the Chairman’s s-slave… Please, at least spare me from being humiliated by other people…”
Yeondu grabbed Saem-mul’s bra, yanking it open so roughly it nearly tore. Her well-shaped C-cup breasts swayed heavily downward. Droplets of breast milk clung to the tips of her nipples, threatening to fall.
Because she had given birth not long ago, her large areolas and thick, darkly pigmented nipples were clearly visible.
“You still think you’re something special? A mere sow slave daring to ask for special treatment?!”
Yeondu said as she tugged at Saem-mul’s panties. Saem-mul covered her breasts with both hands, staying on her knees, desperately trying to keep her underwear from being taken. Every time her body shook, her heavy breasts jiggled, causing even more milk to leak and drip onto the floor.
“Oh my, you abandoned your own child but still produce milk like a real mother?”
“I-I didn’t abandon him.”
Sang-gu walked over slowly and stroked Saem-mul’s head.
“What are you all doing? Hurry up and strip.”
Her face was a mess of tears and snot. Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju, who had been sitting properly and watching nervously, finally removed their panties while trying their best to cover the space between their legs. Even Saem-mul, who had looked up at Sang-gu with tearful eyes until the very end, knelt and covered her pussy as she slid her panties off.
“From now on, the three of you must remain humble and reflect on your actions at all times.”
“Yes… Chairman.”
They answered as if in a trance, unsure who had spoken first.
“You are less than slaves. You are livestock. From now on, you must watch your behavior and act with proper etiquette.”
The warm, affectionate charisma Sang-gu once possessed was gone. Saem-mul could only stare blankly up at the man who now casually called them slaves.
“You will also submit absolutely to Yeondu and Brother Dae-man here and reflect on your sins.”
A cold silence followed, but Yeong-ju carefully opened her mouth.
“U-understood, Chairman.”
Once the silence broke, Saem-mul and Eun-gyeong looked up at Sang-gu and repeated the same words over and over.
It was no different from the judge who had once been their beacon of hope pronouncing a death sentence on the three of them. They had wanted to receive their punishment from Sang-gu, but this was as far as it went. Sang-gu turned and left without looking back. Yeondu followed him, winking at Saem-mul as she passed.
“It’s been a while since I’ve done any training. Tie them up, boys!”
Dae-man gave the order without hesitation.
“If you behave, you’ll be able to endure it… But if you half-ass it, you’ll regret it.”
Dae-man leaned in close to the three women sitting properly on their knees and issued his threat. The women kept trembling, only able to nod their heads.
“Ugh… Teacher! Please, I beg you, don’t tie us up…”
Even though they begged, the three of them could offer no more resistance than pets against the two hulking men who stood nearly six-foot-three.
“Since this is just the beginning, I’ll make a small exception! Make sure to address my boys properly as ‘Teacher’ too.”
“Haaah…”
Rough hands grabbed their naked bodies and began binding them. Thick cotton rope pulled their hands high behind their backs and tied them tightly in the middle of their spines. The rope wrapped around the base of their breasts three times before being looped behind their necks and incorporated into the arm restraint.
“Aaaah… It hurts… Please… Haaah…”
The three women writhed, letting out pained moans. As the rope tightened around the roots of their breasts, the milk beading at their nipples swelled even larger.
“Shall we have a taste of this milk?”
Dae-man grabbed Saem-mul’s bound breast with one hand, latched onto her left nipple, and began sucking hard.
“Kyaaaah! Aaaah!”
When Dae-man dragged his rough tongue across it and scraped with his teeth, a scream that nearly stole her breath burst out. Milk sprayed from the nipple he was squeezing in his right hand like a small fountain.
“Khhmm… The taste is just okay, hahaha!”
When Dae-man laughed heartily, his subordinates laughed along with him.
“You guys should have a taste too. Hmm.”
The big men pressed their mouths to the women’s nipples and sucked mercilessly. Being milked by men more than twice their size felt like being captured by monsters.
“Haaah… Hiiiik… It hurts…”
Dae-man and his men sucked on their milk for a long time, trampling even further on the broken, directionless hearts of the women.
“Gather their clothes! We’re moving out!”
Dae-man grabbed Saem-mul by the hair and dragged her roughly. She had no strength left to resist, nor the physical power to do so even if she tried. The three women were dragged along, clutching the clothes they had taken off and using them to cover their breasts and pussies.
“What if someone s-sees us, Teacher… Please, Teacher Dae-man…”
They were dragged roughly into the backyard behind the building. Beneath a small streetlamp, the three voluptuous naked women’s bodies swayed as they moved. It was nighttime, but this was the Chairman’s backyard—anyone could pass by without it seeming strange.
Clutching their clothes tightly, swallowing their tears, the three naked women looked around nervously. Even if someone saw three naked women writhing on the ground, no one in the community would dare approach and cause trouble near Dae-man. And outside, there was no one at all.
At the far end of the yard, near the boundary of the mountain behind, a concrete drainage ditch came into view.
“Throw all the clothes you’re holding!”
He snatched the hesitant women’s garments and hurled them into the ditch.
“Neutria! I know you’re secretly watching. Bring me some lighter fluid!”
Neutria was a thirty-year-old bachelor this year who stood guard at Sang-gu’s building. Though his real name was Dong-in, because he resembled a nutria, Dae-man never called him by his name and always referred to him as Neutria.
He had been with the community since the early days, but he had never shown any particular talent or passion. He had simply stood guard quietly. Though called a guard, he was little more than an errand boy or janitor with almost no security duties.
“Yes? Ahahaha… Yes, Boss!”
From the guard booth, Neutria—who had been pretending no one was there while secretly peeking out to see what was happening—hurriedly ran over with lighter fluid.
Neutria always called Dae-man “Boss.” It was a childish title that Dae-man loved.
“Pour it!”
When he dropped the cigarette that had been reduced to nothing but a butt onto the lighter fluid, flames roared up violently. The three women screamed at Neutria’s sudden appearance, dropping to their knees and hunching over, desperately trying to hide their naked bodies.
“B-Boss… what the hell is this… what’s going on?”
Dong-in, Saem-mul, Eun-gyeong, and Yeong-ju were naturally acquainted and had been quite close. They used to call the humorous Neutria “Oppa” and treated him without reserve.
“Saem-mul? Eun-gyeong? Whoa, even Yeong-ju… Why are you all naked like this…”
Neutria asked as he looked at the naked women crouched on the ground.
“They committed an unforgivable sin against the Chairman, so they’re going to be punished from now on. Why? Are you in on it with them?”
“Ah, no, Boss! I think about the Chairman day and night. How could I?!”
Even though it was one of Dae-man’s lame jokes, Neutria got scared and waved his hands wildly in the air, answering in a fluster.
“You know that storage shed where the Chairman used to keep his dogs, right? Clean it thoroughly with water by tomorrow morning!”
“Ah, y-yes…”
Neutria turned away without asking any more questions.
“Hey, Dong-in!”
Dong-in stopped in his tracks, startled out of his skin.
“Want a sip of milk? Kkhahaha. Weren’t you pretty close with Saem-mul?”
Dong-in felt uneasy. He had grown quite close to Saem-mul’s ex-husband while he was still around. Of course, that didn’t mean he could disobey Dae-man’s orders.
Dae-man grabbed Saem-mul by the hair and forced her to her feet. Dong-in brought his lips to her left nipple. Saem-mul kept her head bowed, trembling so hard she could barely breathe.
“You know, I’ve noticed something. Everyone always goes for the left nipple first… Hey, you idiot, suck properly!”
When Dae-man shouted and squeezed the breast hard, milk shot forcefully into Dong-in’s mouth.
“Haaah… P-please… Haaah…”
Saem-mul couldn’t stop letting out miserable moans.
“Taste good?”
“Slurp… Kkhmm… It’s just okay, Boss…”
“Wahahahaha! This guy is fun no matter what he does. I like him! Wahahahaha!”
Dong-in sucked a few times, then stood there awkwardly before hurriedly returning to his post.
The three women stared blankly at the flames consuming their clothes and sobbed. They no longer had any tears left to cry.
Dragged around naked across the dirt ground for a long time, they were finally taken back down to the basement. In the shared basement bathroom, they were mercilessly hosed down with cold water. Without being allowed to dry off properly, they were shoved into the meditation room. Milk still beaded at their nipples in clear droplets.
After desperately begging, they were finally allowed to loosen the ropes around their breasts. The deep red rope marks left around the base of their breasts were vivid and painful.
“Haa… haa… Please let us go now… My hands hurt so much and I’m so tired…”
Saem-mul and Eun-gyeong looked up at Dae-man with pitiful expressions.
“Why do you keep asking for things?! Is that the attitude of someone who’s reflecting?”
When Dae-man roared at them, they immediately fell silent like mute birds who had eaten honey, even holding back their sobs.
“Tell the boys to drain your milk first! Only then will I loosen your bonds!”
The three women turned their heads and cried softly.
“Whether you sleep comfortably tonight or not depends entirely on you! Do your best to drain your milk for the boys! Shake your asses while you’re at it too, hahaha!”
Dae-man laughed vulgarly as he shouted.
The big men sat behind Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju, squeezing their breasts and shoving their tongues into their mouths. They threw off their black suits and undid their leather belts.
Still bound from behind, Saem-mul had to endure Dae-man’s tongue tormenting her for a long time while he milked her breasts. She was forced to press her face to the floor with her ass raised high. Dae-man rhythmically slapped her ass as his thick, dark cock thrust straight into her pussy.
“Ooh… Tighter than I expected. Khmm.”
The wet, violent sounds of flesh slapping flesh echoed loudly. Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju were impaled on the men’s massive cocks, letting out moans that sounded as if they were dying.
Saem-mul’s face was crushed against the floor, shaking violently. Dae-man’s doggy-style fucking, as he slowly savored the sensation of her ass and pussy, seemed like it would never end. When he got tired, he would pause to squeeze her breasts hard. Milk sprayed from her nipples, and from Saem-mul’s mouth came raw, desperate screams.
Only after being covered in the cum of Dae-man and his subordinates did the ropes binding her arms from behind finally come undone.