The Daily Hell of the Mountain Villa
The daily life at the mountain villa had reached its absolute worst for Erin, Eju, and the sisters' daughters. The men they once loved—Taesik and Neobchi—rarely visited the villa anymore, disappearing from sight. In their place, Yeondu began spending far more time there, and to make matters even worse, Jinha had moved in permanently.
Though they were constantly panting and gasping in the midst of obscene, degrading routines, at least Taesik, Neobchi, and Muneo had been familiar faces. The syndicate members sent by Sang-gu to manage the villa, along with Yeondu's bodyguards, viewed the five mother-daughter slaves as nothing more than tattooed pieces of meat. They seemed to believe that screaming, begging, and climaxing without mercy was only natural.
To Yeondu and the bodyguards, the five women were simply sows with ugly tattoos on their cunts. For Erin, the daily humiliation and torment from Jinha—the man who had been her husband for half her life—was the hardest to endure. For a while, Jinha had been just as cruel as Jugyeong and Yeondu. Being violated by the once-kind husband and father was a humiliation beyond imagination. Whenever Jugyeong and Jinha sat affectionately on the sofa issuing their degrading commands, miserable tears flowed from her eyes on their own.
Two large L-shaped posts had been driven into the ground beside the outdoor prison, each fitted with four strands of chain ending in heavy rings. Small mini-cages hung from the chains on each post. While Jugyeong and her daughter cracked their whips, they forced Erin and Eju into the two mini-cages at the base of the posts.
“Get a taste of fresh air up there!” Yeondu laughed as she spoke to the sisters trapped inside the mini-cages.
“Lift them up!”
The remaining three slaves pulled on the hoist chains attached to the four rings, slowly raising the mini-cages. Clank—
“Haaah… thank you, my Queen.”
Yeondu lashed her whip across Jera’s ass as the girl strained to pull the chains.
Thanks to their daughters’ labor, Erin and Eju remained locked inside the mini-cages, suspended three meters in the air. Though the morning sunlight was beautiful, to the sisters it was nothing but a stinging glare.
Jera, Jeyeon, and Eunhae were given no moment of respite either. Instead of regular bells, Jera and Eunhae had miniature bells twice as heavy as normal dangling from their nipple rings. Jeyeon, sobbing, licked Yeondu’s toes in hopes of earning the slightly lighter bells. If Eunhae had no special labor assigned, she was forced to serve as a living tray slave. A plate with three attachment rings was connected to her collar and nipple rings, hanging in front of her belly and piled high with nuts. Fortunately, wearing the tray meant she was spared the bells on her nipples. With her arms bound tightly behind her back all the way to her spine, she had to follow Jugyeong and Yeondu everywhere, tray in place.
If even a single peanut fell or if something displeased Yeondu, she would mercilessly yank on Eunhae’s cow ring.
“Aaaah! I’m sorry, my Queen!”
“You can’t even serve peanuts properly! You filthy meat toilet!”
Fearing she would drop the rest of the nuts, Eunhae endured the pain without moving a muscle, holding perfectly still.
When Jugyeong and her daughter sat on the sofa watching TV, Eunhae would kneel between them, chest thrust forward and neck extended, serving so the two queens could easily pick the nuts from her tray.
Clatter—
Jera and Jeyeon slowly lowered the chains. After a long while, the mini-cages containing Erin and Eju finally descended from the air. Once the cages were opened, the two women crawled out and made their way to Jinha and Jugyeong’s feet, where they began licking their shoes.
“Haa… haa… thank you, my Queen… haaah…”
Even as tears streamed down their faces and they licked the shoes with desperate devotion, no mercy was shown. Erin’s wrists were cuffed to the rings on the post and locked in place. Her legs were kept together and secured with belts around both thighs. It was a strict Y-shaped restraint.
Jinha picked up a whip and moved behind Erin, beginning a merciless flogging.
Crack!
“One… haaah!”
By now, numbers came more naturally to her lips than pleas for forgiveness or mercy. Beside him, Jugyeong was delivering equally merciless strokes to Eju’s ass, who was bound in the same position.
Crack!
“Hngh! Aaaah! Twenty-one… haa… haa… haa…”
Jinha’s whip curled around Erin’s body and struck the center of her stomach.
“What are you?” Jinha demanded.
“This worthless sow is a bitch in heat, Master. Aaaah!”
Craaaack!
“Haaaah! Hngh… twenty-two…”
Jinha’s whip wrapped around her back and landed across her breasts.
“Why are you being whipped?”
“Haa… haa… because this dirty sow deserves it. Being whipped is only natural, Master.”
“Good… Don’t you ever forget why you’re here getting whipped so pathetically!”
Crack!
“Hngh… hngh… haaaaaah! Twenty-three…”
With tears of blood in her heart, she called the man she had once addressed as husband for half her life “Master” and endured his whip.
“You heard that, Cum and Piss? Your mother is a pathetic sow who gets off on being whipped! You two inherited that blood and became filthy, perverted sows too. Understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
Kneeling in a dogeza position and trembling violently, Jera and her sister answered.
Erin and Eju continued counting their strokes, their screams growing louder.
“Does it feel good getting whipped?”
Crack!
“Hiiik! Forty-one… It feels good, Master… haaah!”
After ten minutes of continuous flogging, the restraints on Erin and her sister were finally released.
“Thank you, my Queen.”
Eju barely held back her sobs as she bowed in dogeza. The whip marks were vivid across her breasts. From just below her breasts to above her knees, her skin was covered in dense, bruised welts.
Jugyeong rubbed the dense whip marks on both women as she spoke.
“You filthy sows! Foreheads to the floor!”
Erin and Eju crawled to the rings embedded in the nearby floor and lowered their heads. Their cow rings were clipped to the rings. With their heads pressed to the ground and asses raised, another round of miserable neglect began.
The sisters stared silently at the floor, savoring the lingering relief from the pain of the whipping.
In the living room, Yeondu was tormenting Eunhae by pressing a powerful vibrator against her clitoris ring.
“Haaaaaaaah!”
Even as she let out beastly moans of climax, she couldn’t shake her hips for fear of dropping the peanuts.
“One needle for every peanut you drop.”
Yeondu roughly shoved the intensely vibrating toy into Eunhae’s cunt.
“Haaaaaaaahk!”
Eunhae drooled helplessly as her whole body convulsed, squirting her juices everywhere.
“Haaahk… ahk… ahk… I’m sorry, my Queen!”
The tray shook violently. Peanuts scattered across the floor, and Eunhae’s squirt splashed onto Yeondu’s hand and clothes.
Slap!
Yeondu grabbed Eunhae by the hair and delivered a merciless slap.
“Please forgive me, my Queen! This slave has committed a mortal sin!”
Squeezing her eyes shut, she begged for mercy while enduring the blows.
Yeondu forced Eunhae down onto the floor where her juices had spilled, then fetched a thick wooden rod.
Thwack!
“Haaaaahk! One!”
“You need to be punished, don’t you? How many strokes will you take?”
“Hngh… I will take fifty strokes. Please have mercy…”
Thwack!
“Two!”
With her breasts crushed against the floor and her ass quivering, she endured all fifty strokes.
“Huuuugh… haa… thank you for beating me, my Queen…”
Yeondu retrieved a needle from the sterilizer. Seeing that it was only a thin five-centimeter needle, Eunhae let out a sigh of relief. After receiving one needle in her ass for each whip stroke she had taken, her cow ring was clipped to a silver ring beside Erin and Jera. Fortunately, the bindings on her arms were released. Still, the only position she could assume was a dogeza with her palms flat on the floor.
Behind the three women who held their asses high in a neat row stood Jugyeong, Jinha, and Yeondu.
“How is it that all three of these sows have soaking wet cunts? Hehehe.”
Yeondu poked and prodded their assholes with her fingers as she spoke.
“Looks like keeping their asses up feels good. Let’s leave them like this a little longer!”
Still unreleased, the three were led toward the mountain path behind the villa.
Jingle jingle jingle—
Jera and Jeyeon, their nipple bells and miniature bells ringing, were busy picking up large stones from the dirt ground. Wangdu stood watch over the two sisters, holding a small riding crop.
“Welcome back, Madam!” Wangdu bowed deeply to Yeondu.
The stones had been gathered into burlap sacks and piled in one corner.
“There are still so many stones everywhere! Are you even working or just playing around?”
“Haaahk!”
“Aaaahk!”
Yeondu kicked the sisters hard in their asses.
“Pathetic. And what’s all over your faces? Is that cum? No wonder your work is so slow when you’re busy catching cum with your faces!”
When Yeondu glared at him, Wangdu lowered his head and politely clasped his hands in front of him.
“How exactly are you supervising them? Did you come here just to play with these sows?”
“I’m sorry, Madam. I will be more attentive. Aigo…”
Leaving the two sisters sprawled naked on the ground behind them, the three continued walking up the mountain trail.
Thwack!
“Hiiik!”
The riding crop landed across the sisters’ breasts and asses.
“Stop slacking and pick them up faster, you filthy sows!”
“Yes, Teacher. We will work faster.”
It was impossible for a mountain path to have no stones. From large rocks to tiny pebbles, there was always something to criticize. Tears flowed endlessly down their faces. With Wangdu’s semen still caked on their faces, they were miserably kicked in front of Jinha and sent tumbling across the ground. Deep in their hearts, Jinha was still just “Dad.” Enduring such humiliating treatment in front of their father was unbearable. Gritting their teeth, they painfully gathered stones into the sack.
Only after Jugyeong, her daughter, and Jinha finished their leisurely stroll were Erin, Eju, and Eunhae—still chained by their cow rings to the ground—finally released.
“Thank you, my Queen.”
For a while they couldn’t even crawl properly as they tried to loosen their stiff muscles.
“Stand up! Hurry up and get back to the underground dungeon!”
With their heads bowed, they dragged their shackles and walked down into the underground prison.
After Neobchi left for the cult community on Yeondu’s orders, Wangdu was put in charge of feeding the slaves. The quality of the food distribution dropped drastically compared to when Neobchi handled it. The small side table had disappeared somewhere. No one cared about what the sows ate. Wangdu simply threw stainless steel bowls filled with a sloppy mix of rice and scraps onto the floor.
The five mother-daughter slaves raised their asses high in front of the counter and buried their faces in the bowls. Even their cow rings were quickly smeared with the greasy sauce.
“Ugh, how disgusting!”
Yeondu came down to the basement carrying a thick wooden rod. The five slaves tensed up, raising their asses higher and chewing the rice grains as quickly as possible.
“Eat faster, you filthy sows!”
Thwack!
“Hngh… ugh…”
Yeondu struck the undersides of Erin and Eju’s hanging breasts with the thick rod. Unable to bear the pain, they screamed into the bowls with their mouths still pressed against them. Pulling their mouths away from the bowls would only invite greater anger, so they endured it, biting back their cries. Being hit on the side of the breasts rather than the ass was especially agonizing. Their bodies were honest. They couldn’t help but flinch. The rod continued to lash their asses.
“Aahk! Hiiik!”
Every so often, Yeondu would poke, rub, and stir their assholes and cunts with the rod, tormenting them further. The slaves tried desperately to eat cleanly without spilling anything.
“Does it taste good?”
“Yes, it tastes good, my Queen.”
“Hehehe. You like being treated like pathetic sows, don’t you?”
These vicious questions had grown far more frequent lately. Strangely enough, ever since Jinha had started living with them, the volume of humiliating remarks had increased dramatically.
“Yes, my Queen. This slave will obey even more devotedly from now on.”
Erin answered reflexively. Her two daughters and Eju’s pair each made sure not to forget to express how much they “enjoyed” it.
Only after they heard Yeondu’s footsteps ascending back to the living room did the five slaves finally relax. They licked the bowls clean with their tongues, finding a small measure of relief.
When their free time ended and there were no assigned tasks, the five women were usually dragged to the broadcasting room. Streaming had almost completely stopped, and even video recording was rare. The room had become nothing more than a gaming den. An extra long PC table had been added, and the three burly bodyguards who had come with Yeondu along with Wangdu were completely absorbed in their games.
“What the hell? You said you were good! You’re supposed to be the carry, you idiot!”
One of the thugs who couldn’t even play properly yelled right in Wangdu’s face.
“Ugh, seriously! I told you to just hold it in your mouth! You sucked too hard and made me cum, you stupid sow!”
Wangdu slapped Jera, who was kneeling under the table. He had ordered her to suck him off, yet he was taking his frustration out on the innocent girl.
“I’m sorry, Teacher. I will only hold it in my mouth from now on… hngh.”
With glistening lips, Jera obediently held Wangdu’s cock in her mouth without moving. Under the other three men’s tables, Jeyeon, Eju, and Eunhae were also on their knees, licking and sucking the thugs’ cocks. Only Erin had been sent upstairs to attend to Jugyeong and Yeondu.
At least one of them has to be somewhat decent or the game falls apart… Can’t even play properly but has such a temper…
As losses continued to pile up, Wangdu grew increasingly furious, regardless of whether the others were thugs or not. Of course, he still jumped in fear whenever one of the big men raised his voice.
“Ah… Is this because this sow gives such shitty head that my skills aren’t coming out?!”
The biggest of the thugs—nicknamed Hippo—grabbed Eju by the hair and shook her as he cursed.
“I thought since she’s older she might be good at it, but she’s fucking terrible.”
“Uaaahk! I’m sorry, Teacher! Mmph… mmph… I will suck harder!”
“No need. You’re just trash with a disgusting tattoo on your cunt! Hey, Wangdu! Send that cum-slut over here.”
Though Wangdu frowned in annoyance, not wanting to give up Jera, he had no choice.
“Understood, brother!! Cum-slut, get under Brother Hippo!”
Jera struggled to crawl out from under the table, her body trembling. Jera and Eju crawled pathetically behind the PC chairs, swapping places. Jera crawled under Hippo’s table and knelt.
“It’s urgent right now, so don’t suck. Just lick!”
Jera knelt between Hippo’s legs, kissing the tip of his cock and flattening her tongue. Hoping the game would end quickly and that they would win, she licked diligently from the head to the base until her tongue went numb.