Village in Crisis: The Three Women in Peril (3)
Yeong-ju had to endure a long torrent of Yeondu’s spit and slaps simply because she had peed a little too early. The three women, who had assumed the fierce girl was nothing more than a young madam, now lowered their eyes in terror at the razor-edged violence radiating from her.
Yeong-ju’s hair was seized and she was dragged back and forth while desperate pleas poured from her mouth without end.
“Shall I show mercy?”
“Haaeuheu… p-please, show mercy, my Queen.”
“Swallow every last drop, you filthy milk cow.”
Yeondu dangled a long thread of saliva. Without hesitation Yeong-ju opened her mouth wide and thrust out her tongue. Her face was already a wet mess of spit and slaps. Her throat bobbed as she gulped down the thick glob Yeondu had spat. Hot tears burst free from the sheer misery of it.
“Disgusting milk cows.”
Yeondu shoved the handful of hair away and stood. Yeong-ju remained on her knees, still trembling, stealing fearful glances at her.
“Everyone into your cells!”
From the entrance they were shoved inside, starting with the second cage on the right and skipping the first. The cheap linoleum floor carried the chill and damp straight into their bones. They picked up the bowls and towels left on the ground, eyes darting nervously as they wiped themselves dry.
“Kneel!”
At Daeman’s bark the women flinched and dropped to their knees.
“Knees wider!”
The three hurriedly spread their thighs.
“From now on you will always kneel like this in front of me or the madam. Understood?”
“Yes… Master.”
“Hehehe, how do you like your new homes?”
Yeondu asked in front of Saem-mul’s iron bars.
“………”
Whiiiish—crack!
“You dare stay silent?!”
Yeondu lashed the whip against the bars. Both Yeong-ju and Eun-gyeong jumped violently.
“Y-yes… I like it…”
Saem-mul’s answer was barely a dying whisper.
The windowless space was smaller than two pyeong. A wide-open red iron gate stood in front, offering no way to hide their naked bodies if anyone approached. It was utterly wretched.
“Milk cows! Thank Neutria right now!”
“Th-thank you, Dong-in… sir.”
The three fought back tears as they answered.
Dong-in narrowed his eyes.
“I sweated, cleaned, and even installed mosquito nets for a pathetic space meant for milk cows like you. Do you understand how generous I’ve been?”
“Y-yes, Master. Thank you.”
“From now on Neutria will be managing you milk cows in every way! Don’t act arrogant. Obey perfectly!”
At Daeman’s command the women answered between sobs.
“Chain the milk cows’ shackles to the wall rings!”
Yeondu’s loud order rang out. Dong-in opened the iron door and mosquito netting, detached one ankle cuff’s chain, hooked it to the wall ring, and secured it with a small padlock. Daeman’s subordinates did the same for Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju. The chains allowed only sixty centimeters of movement.
I really have to live like this from now on? This is too cruel… Teacher Sang-gu, please save me. I feel like I’m losing my mind…
Saem-mul hung her head in utter despair.
“Now you finally look like proper milk cows!”
Yeondu laughed behind her hand.
“If you behave, I’ll let you out of here! If you displease me, you’ll spend the rest of your lives naked in these cages!”
Whip cracking, face twisted with madness, Yeondu shouted. The women sank into panic and could only stare blankly at the floor.
“Answer!”
Daeman roared.
“Aaaah… Yes, my Queen…”
Yeondu’s expression darkened. She yanked the iron door open, stormed in front of the kneeling Saem-mul, and mercilessly lashed her breasts and crotch. The sensitive flesh received unforgiving, brutal punishment.
“Haaaaah! Agh! Haat! Haat! Kyaaaak!”
The sharp crack of leather against skin echoed violently. Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju shuddered at the wet sounds of meat being beaten and the screams they could not see, terror swallowing them whole.
“Forehead on the floor, ass in the air!”
At Yeondu’s command the sobbing Saem-mul pressed her forehead to the ground and struggled to lift her hips. Even Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju in the neighboring cells instinctively trembled, pressing their own foreheads down and raising their buttocks without being told. Hands bound behind their backs, all three women’s faces were crushed against the concrete.
Whiiiish—craaack!
“Haaaagh! Aaagh! Queen, mercy… haaaheu, mercy please…”
The whip landed across Saem-mul’s ass crack. She squeezed out the last of her strength to beg.
“This is the only position you will ever use in front of me from now on! Clear?”
“Y-yes, my Queen… I understand… haa, I understand…”
“Hmph! You dared to act arrogant and tell me not to humiliate you…! Pathetic milk cow!”
Saem-mul felt an unbearable wave of shame and continued to sob.
“Nipples standing dark and stiff like a bitch in heat, yet you’ve been strutting around acting arrogant all this time!”
Whiiiish—crack!
“Haaat! Auuk! I’m sorry, my Queen! Uaaaagh!”
Yeondu lashed her again, then brutally shoved the dildo-shaped whip handle into Saem-mul’s pussy.
“After feeding time, pull the whip out of her cunt and bring it to me. Hehehehe.”
“Yes! I will deliver it to you, Madam!”
As Yeondu left after issuing the order, Dong-in answered loudly.
“See you tomorrow, then! Hahaha!”
Daeman lit a cigarette, turned, and left the warehouse.
Dong-in pulled the handle from inside Saem-mul’s vagina with a wet schluuurp.
Poor thing… but she’s completely soaked with juices. It’s even dripping onto the floor…
Saem-mul remained motionless, face pressed to the floor, hips raised high to expose her anus, panting helplessly.
“There’s more work here than I expected,” Dong-in muttered, untying Saem-mul’s bonds. Releasing Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju as well left him sweating. All three women were now chained to the wall with no hope of escape.
“Wait here a moment, milk cows.”
Dong-in headed for the staff cafeteria on the second floor of Sang-gu’s building. They prepared roughly twenty portions per meal and offered them free to community members, though most residents preferred eating at home.
“You’re here! It’s by the door. The new madam said to give it to you when you arrived.”
The kitchen auntie gestured for him to take the bucket.
“Yes, Auntie!”
“Hey, Dong-in!”
Dong-in turned back just as he was leaving with the stainless-steel serving bucket.
“The chairman and madam are giving this to the milk cows… but they haven’t even built a barn. Where exactly are these cows supposed to live?”
“Ahaha… I’ll explain later. I don’t really know the details either, hahaha…”
Dong-in forced a smile.
“That amount wouldn’t even feed one cow for a day. I worked on a dairy farm, so I know. And you need proper feed. Leftover side dishes and rice are terrible for milk cows…”
The kitchen lady launched into a long lecture about dairy farming. Dong-in pretended not to hear and hurried out.
Clank!
He ladled the now-cold, even less appetizing mixed stew into the bathroom basins for Saem-mul and Eun-gyeong. The small basins were half full. It looked exactly like dog food.
“Eat up. It may not look great, but it’s what’s left after serving everyone. It’s all mixed together, so it’s a bit messy…”
Though their stomachs ached with hunger, the women’s remaining pride still refused to accept the slop.
“U-um… Dong-in, sir. Aren’t there any spoons?”
Eun-gyeong asked cautiously.
“Kyaaaak!”
Eun-gyeong flinched at the sight of the camera in Dong-in’s hands.
“Wh-what are you doing, Dong-in oppa?! Put it away, please!”
She covered her breasts and pussy with her hands and bowed her head. The other women also cried out and curled into themselves.
“Who the hell do you think is filming because he wants to see your naked bodies?! The madam ordered me to record everything! She said she’ll punish you if anything is missing!”
Checking the monitor, Dong-in continued.
“And were you all out of your minds? When you were getting enemas and shitting out all that filthy waste, every single one of Daeman hyung-nim’s men was filming!”
How could they…
She had spread her anus wide and sprayed filth for a long time. Just remembering it made her body shake with such shame she wanted to die. The three women tried to endure by thinking of Sang-gu, but their spirits were slowly crumbling.
“Eat! She said she won’t forgive you if you use your hands or take too long! The madam will watch every second of it! Eat!”
The three women’s faces twisted in humiliation and they began to cry. They pressed their tongues to the basins, trying to eat neatly, but it was hopeless. Saem-mul and Eun-gyeong’s thick hair kept falling in, mixing with rice and side dishes. In the end they had to shove both hair and mouth into the basins, sucking and chewing at the same time. Tears of humiliation flowed without end.
With no table at all, they buried their faces in the bowls on the floor and chewed with difficulty. The beast-like treatment choked their throats. Their heavy, milk-laden breasts—still swollen from recent childbirth—softly squashed against the cold concrete.
The position, head down and ass raised, was so humiliating and painful that Saem-mul finally lifted the basin with both hands and swallowed the last grains like drinking from a bowl.
“Hey! Didn’t I tell you not to use your hands?!”
Saem-mul dropped the basin and screamed.
“Ah… what do I do, oppa… I did it without thinking. Please forgive me…”
“Stupid bitch! What am I supposed to do? I’m bringing the footage to the madam exactly as it is!”
“Aaaagh, oppa…”
Saem-mul looked up at him with desperate, pleading eyes, heart tightening at the coming punishment, but it was useless. Dong-in ignored her and indifferently installed the water containers Yeondu had ordered—each one ending in a thick dildo shape. To drink, the women would have to suck the dildo and its urethral opening. It was a thoroughly lewd device.
“It’s a full three-liter size, so when you see the madam tomorrow, be sure to thank her properly!”
Dong-in left and the door locked behind him. The padlock was enormous—big enough that even a gorilla could not break it. A smaller one would have sufficed, but Yeondu had specifically ordered the oversized visual to crush the women’s spirits even more.
Yeong-ju endured her hunger and quenched her thirst by sucking the dildo water container. When the warehouse door closed and the lights went out, the cells plunged into complete darkness.
Clank.
She had only spent one miserable night in the dog cage, yet she already felt the urge to see Yeondu’s face and beg. Saem-mul was restless. The fact that she had used both hands to eat filled her with dread about what punishment awaited. Her heart pounded violently. The thought of suffering even worse humiliation and violence than yesterday made her want to cry.
Creak.
The people who entered with bright light were Daeman, two of his hulking subordinates, Neobchi, and Muneo.
“Milk cows, did you sleep well last night?”
Despite their disheveled hair and tear-streaked faces, the women’s nipples and labia were swollen and flushed with blood. The three women, who had barely been awake, were once again bound with their hands behind their backs.
“Look at them standing up so nicely, hahahaha!”
The women blushed and turned their heads away. Overcome by shame, they pressed their knees together to hide their sexes, covered their breasts with both arms, and curled up. The presence of the guests Neobchi and Muneo made their humiliation even sharper.
“These gentlemen help the madam greatly, so serve them with everything you have! Understood?”
“Yes… M-Master.”
Daeman unlocked the cells.
“Hey, who do you want?”
Muneo asked.
“You go first.”
Neobchi answered with a bitter smile. All three were voluptuous married women. Muneo entered Saem-mul’s cell without hesitation; she had the prettiest face.
“Uhahaha! As expected of a young man—he really cares about faces!”
At Daeman’s words, Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju lowered their heads for no reason. They did not want to hear that they were ugly or had come in last.
Neobchi entered Eun-gyeong’s cell with an indifferent expression.
“Wahaha, Yeong-ju is last! Ugly milk cow! Don’t feel too bad—my two younger brothers will pamper you nicely…”
Yeong-ju trembled in terror and could not lift her head. Just imagining being fucked by two giants over 190 centimeters tall in the meditation room made her pussy shiver with cold dread. And she would have to satisfy both at the same time.
“Hey, suck it. The madam says you’re a lewd milk cow, so let’s see how good you are.”
Muneo toyed with Saem-mul, spitting shameful filth as he pinched her darkly pigmented nipples and areolas. He grabbed his erect cock and shoved it into her face, slapping her cheeks with the heavy shaft and pressing the glans against her lips until her mouth was forced open.
“Uup… kuh… heuup… heum… heum…”
Eyes squeezed shut, Saem-mul resigned herself and began winding her tongue around Muneo’s glans.
“Your service is pathetic! What a cheap, low-grade livestock bitch…”
He thrust his cock deeper into her mouth while pouring out unbearable insults. Saem-mul considered biting down but her pussy grew wet with shameful excitement at the cock stabbing her oral walls. With a shallow sigh she wrapped her tongue around the shaft pushing ever deeper and sucked with difficulty.
“Haaup, chuuup, auuk, kek kek…”
Her mouth was full; the cock gradually reached her throat. Saem-mul’s pained gasps grew louder.
“Uup! Ueeeuup! Keuk… beuheup!”
From Yeong-ju’s cell came choking moans and the muffled screams of someone gagging on a thick rod. In Eun-gyeong’s cell the slapping sounds of doggy-style sex were already loud and rhythmic.
“Haaaaah, heuk, haa, haa, euk, haaaaa!”
Eun-gyeong poured out sweet, sharp moans like a cheap whore being forced to perform. Saem-mul’s hair was seized and she was deep-throated in earnest, tears streaming down her face.
“Aww, you pathetic milk cow—haven’t you ever sucked your husband’s cock? How fucking useless!”
Muneo shook his hips while spitting academic-grade insults. At the word “husband,” Saem-mul screamed inside her heart.
“You don’t even know how to service the glans properly. You just open your stupid mouth and flap your tongue like a brainless milk cow!”
“Puhwaaaek!”
Muneo yanked his cock from her mouth, shoved her head away, and shouted. He noticed that excited breast milk had dripped onto the shiny toe of his dress shoe and his face twisted in disgust.
“Ayu, what the hell is this? Milk? You’re a filthy milk cow that squirts from her nipples and makes a mess! You make that pitiful face but your cunt is completely drenched… What a fucking bitch!”
Slap!
He grabbed Saem-mul’s hair, dragged her down, and brutally smacked her raised ass.
“Haauk!”
“Turn around, milk cow.”
Still on her knees, she painfully turned and lifted her hips. When Muneo rubbed her pussy and touched her anus, a sweet moan escaped before she could stop it.
“Haaaaah, haa, haeung…”
“You fucking bitch. You acted all modest with downcast eyes and a suffering look, but your pussy is the complete opposite!”
“Hiiiiik, haeung…”
Without wasting time, Muneo’s thick cock slid smoothly into Saem-mul’s vagina. Before the root was even fully inside, the glans was already pressing against her cervix.
“Haauk, haaang, aaaaaah, please, haaa…”
Flexing his washboard abs, he spread her inner walls with steady, relentless thrusts, pounding deep and rough. From the mouth of Saem-mul—who felt the most wronged and unjustly treated—came an endless stream of beastly moans steeped in pleasure.