Not My Daughters
Jinha, Erin's husband, was forty-three years old. "What the hell is this document? Jugyeong, I can't trust a one-sided piece of paper like this no matter what!"
"So you're accusing me of forging it? That's ridiculous..." Jugyeong gave a relaxed smile that quickly twisted into an expression of pure disbelief.
"I've always carried this guilt toward you... If I could make up for it with money, I would. But still—this I cannot believe!"
Jugyeong had been exchanging messages with Jinha, Erin's estranged husband, for some time now. The documents she slid across the table of her coffee shop struck him like a hammer blow.
Erin and Jinha had been living in complete separation, their marriage already dead in all but name. He had wanted to divorce her immediately, but he had endured it for the children's sake. This news, however, was a lightning bolt from a clear sky.
Jera and Jeyeon share genes with this bastard?!
"I won't believe it until I confirm it myself!"
"Then pull some of his hair yourself!"
Jinha tried to brush the words aside, but the more he thought about it, the more the faces of his daughters—faces that shared none of his features—rose in his mind. For the first time in a long while, he left the mountain villa, got into his car, and drove away.
Late that night, Erin and her two daughters were loaded into the trunk of Taesik's SUV and taken somewhere unknown. All three were crammed inside three miniature cages, unable to move so much as a finger. The entire trunk was packed wall-to-wall with the tiny prisons.
The car stopped in the parking lot behind Jugyeong's coffee shop. Neither Taesik nor Jugyeong cared anymore whether anyone saw them. The three women, devoured by darkness, were nothing more than their pet livestock now. If someone asked what they were doing, they would probably force the mother and daughters to answer in their place.
The three trembled violently, caught between shame and terror. Erin knelt on the floor, fingers tracing the "Sow Toilet" tattoo above her clitoris and across her lower belly.
It was past midnight; fortunately the street was empty. Erin recognized the location almost immediately. This was the old neighborhood where she had lived for years, the café she had once dreamed of opening visible across the way.
Shielded by the side of the car, the three naked women knelt on the cold concrete.
"Inside," Jugyeong ordered, hooking a lead through Erin's cow ring and yanking it forward.
"Agh!" The septum ring pulled viciously, forcing Erin to rise onto her knees and crawl. Lately the cow ring had been used more and more instead of a leash on the dog collar. The pain was bad enough, but unlike the collar, she could not hold back her tears, and that humiliation cut even deeper.
Ting... ting... The bell on her clitoris gave off a cute little jingle. Today the bell was black. During her period it was red; during ovulation, black like now. For sex, torture, or any other special reason, she was spared the bell entirely. On ordinary days a clean silver one hung there.
She crawled steadily toward the coffee shop's back door. Jera and Jeyeon followed, their own bells jingling behind her.
"Clean every speck of dust!" Jugyeong barked, cracking her riding crop. The three threw themselves into scrubbing, rolling across the floor with all their strength. They had forgotten they were naked; every ounce of attention was fixed on their mistress's commands.
Even while Taesik was on the phone, he pulled two warm Americanos and shared one with Jugyeong. They watched from the leather sofa against the wall, sipping lazily, arrogantly.
"Spread those shitholes!" Taesik lined the three women up, fitted a condom over a toilet brush, then poured thick lubricant onto his palm. He smeared it roughly into each anus in turn.
"Haaaaauuu... haaaaa..." Lewd moans filled the room.
"Starting with the youngest!"
"Hwaaaaa!" The condom-covered handle slid easily into Jeyeon's ass. Taesik tapped and shook the brush with obvious amusement. The three kept cleaning with the brushes buried inside them.
From the sofa, Jugyeong and Taesik sipped coffee and looked on like kings.
After they finished scrubbing the toilet bowl by shaking their hips, the brush handles—still sheathed in condoms—were pushed into their pussies as well. The two dominants roared with laughter. The women groaned miserably as they began scrubbing the floor in earnest, squatting with brushes lodged in both holes, hips and waists rolling obscenely.
Jugyeong cackled and filmed the entire scene on her phone. Her hard drive was already packed with shameful videos, yet whenever fresh humiliation occurred to her, she reached for the device first.
"Don't you dare cum while cleaning, you sow bitches!"
Thwack!
"We're sorry, Your Majesty! This sow is in heat—forgive us! Hauuuk!"
The whip cracked across their rolling hips one after another. Their miserable faces burned with shame at how wet their cunts had become. Even now, Erin and Jeyeon felt their cheeks flame whenever their eyes met Taesik's. They wanted nothing more than to leave this place and belong to him alone. That wish, of course, would never be granted.
When Taesik finally pulled the brushes free, lewd moans poured out of them nonstop. They had to suck the condoms clean, licking away every trace of their own juices and mucus.
The phone buzzed.
"Almost here? Come through the back door." Jugyeong hung up and tossed three shabby dresses at the women's feet. "Put them on. Quickly."
Tears fell from Jeyeon's eyes as she picked up the clothing. She couldn't remember the last time she had worn anything. She slipped the loose gray cheap dress over her head and knelt formally. Taesik stepped behind them and fitted blindfolds over their eyes.
"A guest is coming. Keep your mouths shut and stay exactly like that."
At least we're not naked... No, they'll probably strip us again soon...
A moment later the back door opened. A middle-aged man in a comfortable shirt stepped inside. Jinha's eyes landed on his kneeling wife and daughters. He barely swallowed the curses rising in his throat and walked closer.
He tore roughly ten strands of hair from Jera's head. It had to be done by his own hand. Jera flinched violently but kept her mouth clamped shut, remembering Jugyeong's orders. He did the same to Jeyeon, sealing the strands in a separate plastic bag.
Only then, in his rage-fueled clarity, did he truly see their faces and bodies. All three wore thick cow rings through their noses. The cheap dresses clung to their curves, outlining every line. He could even make out the rings piercing their nipples through the thin fabric. The whole scene reeked of depravity.
He was stunned and furious that Jugyeong would treat his wife and daughters this way, yet the question of their bloodline mattered far more. Jinha's heart hammered; the three women fought to steady their own pounding pulses. He wanted to seize Erin by the hair and demand the truth.
Instead he glanced once at Jugyeong and Taesik, then turned on his heel and left.
"If he'd seen them naked he would have collapsed in shock. What a shame. Hohohoho."
Blindfolded, Jera and Jeyeon found the hair-pulling incident utterly bizarre.
It wasn't even torture. Just hair? All kinds of things happen now... When will this miserable slave life finally end?
The three had braced themselves for another round of stripping and abuse, only to be left bewildered by the strangely anticlimactic event.
When Jugyeong laughed and ordered them to strip again, they obeyed at once, returning to nakedness. Under the moonlight they crawled miserably back into the dog cage, curled up, and were locked inside.
PATERNITY TEST RESULT
Biological Relationship: DOES NOT MATCH
He crumpled the paper violently in his fist. Still disbelieving, he checked the second sheet.
PATERNITY TEST RESULT
Biological Relationship: DOES NOT MATCH
Clutching the torn envelope, he left the laboratory on legs that no longer felt like his own.
Jinha spent hours trying to steady his mind before he finally called Jugyeong.
"You were right... How could you possibly have known about something this insane?"
"I told you—I wanted to atone to you! How does it feel?"
"Disgusting... You're living with her now? I want the divorce immediately..."
"If you want a divorce, I'll send Erin's representative to you right away!"
Lawyer Ju dove into the paperwork and facilitated a mutual-consent divorce. Custody went to Erin as a matter of course, and Jinha demanded not a single won in alimony.
Jugyeong hurled a chastity belt at Erin, who was scrubbing the first-floor rooms of the mountain villa with painstaking care.
"Put it on! Today's the court date. You'll get to see your husband's face and breathe fresh air. Doesn't that sound wonderful? Hoho."
It was a female chastity belt shaped like a T-panty, with a thick dildo molded into the crotch. Erin let out a soft sigh, slid the dildo into her pussy, and locked the device around her hips.
"Haaaaaaa..."
A shabby dress was tossed in front of her. The cow ring and dog collar remained in place. Jugyeong slapped on a light layer of foundation with careless strokes.
"Makeup after so long. Doesn't it feel good?"
"Yes, Your Majesty... Haaa..."
Leashed by the dog collar, Erin was led into the yard. There she saw her two daughters, their heads protruding from outdoor mini cages.
"I'm taking the toilet out!" Jugyeong called, tugging the lead. Jera and Jeyeon immediately flattened themselves to the ground and shouted their farewell.
"Have a safe trip, Your Majesty!"
"Wait right there until the toilet returns!" Jugyeong gave their cow rings a light shake as she passed.
Dressed in the ragged dress and cheap rubber sandals, cow ring gleaming in her nose, Erin climbed into the back seat of the car with Jugyeong for the first time. Jugyeong sat on the seat. Erin lay prostrate on the floor mat. Taesik, already behind the wheel, stepped on the accelerator and glided smoothly out of the villa.
Even when they arrived at the courthouse, Jugyeong did not remove the leash. Though Erin had no intention of running—her daughters remained at the villa—Jugyeong repeatedly reminded her that any foolish behavior would mean death.
When they finally stepped out of the car, Jinha stood before them. Their last days together had been filled with fights and bitter separation, yet the moment Erin saw her husband, tears exploded from her eyes.
In front of him, Jugyeong unclipped the leash from the dog collar. Erin and Jugyeong approached Jinha, who stood beside Lawyer Ju.
"I-it's been a long time, honey. I'll do whatever you want... I'll do everything..."
"Look at the state of you! Dirty and shameful until the very end!"
His hand stayed down—barely—because they were in front of the courthouse.
"I'm truly sorry. I really didn't know they were another man's children..."
"You didn't know—twice? I don't want to hear any more. Let's get this over with."
Accompanied by Lawyer Ju, Jinha and Erin entered the building to finalize the agreement.
Oh my god, what is wrong with that woman?
That really looks like a cow ring...
Why is her collar so huge? It's a full leather dog collar...
Her ass and nipples are completely visible! Fuck, that's hot...
Whispers followed them down the corridor. Erin walked with an awkward, bow-legged gait, barely able to endure the heat building in her dildo-stuffed pussy.
"Why are you walking like that? It's fucking embarrassing! Shit!"
Jinha abandoned her side and strode ahead. Even the court officials stared openly at the woman with the cow ring through her nose.
Under the weight of their scorching gazes, the divorce was over in minutes. In this place, Jinha was the undisputed victim who had endured unbearable pain. The revelation that neither daughter was his left everyone stunned.
A single month of reflection time remained—utterly meaningless now.
Love juice from her dildo-filled cunt seeped through the chastity belt, dripping onto the floor and running down her inner thighs. Rubbing her legs together, feeling the toy with her entire body, Erin struggled out of the building.
"Kneel!"
Without hesitation she dropped to her knees on the asphalt in front of Jugyeong. The eyes of everyone who had been watching from the parking lot locked onto her.
Caught cheating and begging for forgiveness, maybe?
Is she kneeling to a woman or a man?
Wow, look at that ass sticking up. That auntie is dripping with sex appeal...
A few onlookers held their breath, staring.
"You have to say a proper goodbye! Jinha, make her lick your shoes!"
Erin extended her tongue and began lapping at the toe of Taesik's dress shoe.
"You crazy bitch! What the fuck are you doing? Get that away from me! Jugyeong, what the hell is this?!"
"Why? This is how Erin says farewell. You don't like it?"
"You're both insane! I never want to see any of you again! Get the hell out of my life!"
"Is Jinha the normal one here? This is all your doing! Everything is because of you! Hohoho!"
Taesik glanced around, embarrassed, and quickly climbed into the car.
"Shall I come along as well, madam?" Lawyer Ju asked Jugyeong carefully.
"Do as you like! Let's go, sow!"
Erin crawled into the back seat. Taesik, cigarette clenched between his teeth, started the engine.
Wow, she even gets in by crawling? What kind of relationship is that...
The few men and women who had stopped to watch swallowed hard, then resumed walking as if nothing had happened.