Three Women in Crisis (6)
“Hic… hic…”
Tears continued to stream endlessly from Saem-mul’s eyes as she knelt. Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju also pressed their foreheads to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.
“The Chairman has made his decision! There’s no longer any need to hide that you’re milk cows!”
Dae-man declared as he fastened leashes to the dog collars around the three women’s necks.
“No more special treatment! The entire village is going to learn exactly what you bitches really are!”
Special treatment. The words drove a nail into the hearts of the three women who had already fallen into slavery. They had screamed and wept every single day under the torment and abuse in that wretched dog kennel. If that counted as special treatment, the future that awaited them was too terrifying to imagine—especially with Yeondu standing before them.
“Hurry up and follow!”
Dae-man yanked the three leashes at once. The women fell into a single file line behind him. The rings piercing their most sensitive spots across their shameful naked bodies glittered in the evening sunset.
“Don’t look so sad! You’ll greet everyone and then be raised in a far better place. Hehehe.”
Yeondu walked beside them, grabbing and shaking their breasts, tormenting them. Droplets of white breast milk beaded on their nipples.
Like animals about to perform their first circus act, the three women kept their eyes lowered. They could not believe they were about to reveal this sight to people who had once been their comrades and neighbors.
Barefoot and completely naked, they emerged from the warehouse prison behind the headquarters and crossed the backyard. The Lecture Hall came into view. It was only a short distance—just thirty meters down the gently sloping path.
The three women trembled with fear. Goosebumps covered their bodies, and their teeth began to chatter.
There were no people visible on the streets. Everyone had already gathered inside the hall. As they drew closer, the loud murmur of voices grew clearer. Occasional shouts rang out.
“Did you see something you shouldn’t have? Why is it so noisy in there? Hehehe,” Yeondu said, clearly amused.
Haa… It feels like my heart is about to explode… To show such a miserable sight in front of people I know…
Saem-mul’s heart pounded so violently she thought it might burst from her chest. Her legs felt weak.
Still… maybe they’ll pity me at least a little… There must be someone who will look at me with sympathy…
Her breasts swayed heavily as she was led pathetically along by Dae-man.
They entered through the rear door of the hall and knelt inside the waiting room. Now only one small door separated them from the main hall.
The three women stared at one another’s tear-streaked faces, unable to conceal their shock.
Th-this is our voices… No way!
Those screams and moans are definitely the sounds I made when I was being tormented last time… Hic…
The moment they realized the obscene moans and cries echoing from the hall were recordings of themselves, a deeper wave of despair and helplessness crashed over them.
“P-please, have mercy… My Queen! I feel like I’m going to die… Please, not in front of people… These are people we lived with like family!”
Saem-mul begged, rubbing her forehead desperately against the floor. The leashes connecting their dog collars forced Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju to bow their heads as well.
“What nonsense is this! The villagers have already seen your true forms as milk cows in the videos. Stop your insolent babbling and accept it!”
“Don’t tremble. Do exactly as you’re told and do it properly! If you disappoint the Chairman again, an even worse humiliation is waiting.”
Yeondu spoke while tapping Saem-mul’s head, forcing her to lift it.
Clack.
“Haaaaauuuuk.”
“Aaaaah…”
“Huuuu…”
The moment the waiting room door opened, the three women flinched and instinctively covered their breasts with their hands.
“Bring out the sinners!”
Sang-gu opened the door and commanded.
It was the door directly behind the podium. The three enslaved women began to see the villagers in the audience.
The previously chaotic hall fell deathly silent in an instant. Saem-mul’s teeth chattered violently again. Her entire body shook as though she were suffering from extreme chills.
Led by Dae-man’s leash, the three naked women stepped into view at the front of the hall.
“Kyaaaaak!”
A young woman who had been close to Saem-mul screamed. She shot to her feet as if to run, but the weight of everyone’s stares forced her back into her seat.
Hau! What have I done… Everyone’s staring… I shouldn’t have been friendly with that bitch Saem-mul…
The woman lowered her gaze, glanced around nervously, and quietly hunched her shoulders.
“Have they no shame at all? What kind of women are they? It’s ridiculous.”
“Oh my god, look! Look at those rings! Look at the filthy rings hanging from their pussies!”
The residents nudged one another, chattering about the shocking sight of the three women.
With their heads bowed, Saem-mul, Eun-gyeong, and Yeong-ju stood in a line, connected by leashes to their dog collars. Large silver Cow Rings pierced through their nasal septums hung down to their upper lips.
None of the three could hide their wet pussies. Thick rings hung from both their inner and outer labia, preventing them from closing and leaving the slits slightly parted. Their clitorises were fully erect and swollen. The sensitive flesh glistened. The silver ring piercing the center of each clit shone brightly beneath the hall lights.
Sang-gu stared at the three women with cold eyes. Yeondu stood beside him.
“Kneel!”
Sang-gu’s furious shout echoed through the hall.
Mindful of the leashes connecting their collars, the three women struggled to kneel one step at a time. Their knees spread slightly, exposing their ringed pussies in an even more obscene manner.
At Sang-gu’s roar, the murmuring throughout the Lecture Hall died instantly.
“These are the women who embezzled the community’s funds, cursed us, and hurled insults at us,” Sang-gu continued, raising his index finger high.
“They deserve death, yet we have granted their plea to live as slaves and livestock for the village.”
“We will give these slaves one more chance to truly atone to the community.”
The residents listened to Sang-gu in silence. Confronted with this obscene and hideous spectacle for the first time, none of them dared question him.
Not a single person who had once greeted them warmly offered any hand of rescue or sympathy in this horrific moment.
During the sermon time they had once treasured most in their daily routine, the three women now knelt completely naked, displaying their silver rings.
They could only tremble like condemned prisoners hoping for clemency, eyes downcast.
Saem-mul had no strength whatsoever left to resist the massive, relentless lynching.
The people she had once been close to now shouted words of even greater contempt and disgust.
The slightest pity or compassion Saem-mul had hoped for did not exist anywhere in the hall.
“Offer your words of atonement to the community members at once!”
At Sang-gu’s shout, Dae-man handed each of the three women a sheet of paper.
Unable to raise their heads, they began to speak.
“We… the three of us, despite being nothing but lowly milk cows, have ignored, looked down upon, and deceived everyone until today…”
Tears fell immediately. Their voices cracked and grew hoarse.
“We are… truly… so grateful to the Chairman for granting us this opportunity to atone to the village and the community as livestock… as slaves… Hauuk.”
The papers they held in both hands became soaked with tears.
A suffocating silence hung in the air for a moment.
Saem-mul found the thought of looking up and meeting the villagers’ eyes more unbearable than death itself.
“Do something else!”
“Yes, Chairman!”
Dae-man snatched away their oath papers and handed them the Slave Contracts they had written earlier.
Her eyes were so blurred with tears that the letters were barely visible. Unable to disobey Sang-gu’s command, she read the contract she had signed without even properly reading it before.
It was a document she had no desire to read to the end.
In front of every member of the community, the three women read the obscene and lewd contents aloud, enunciating each character clearly.
“Your voices aren’t matching, milk cows! Read it together in sync!”
The slave shall absolutely obey the Master’s every command and behave with proper courtesy toward all community members as livestock…
The slave shall willingly offer her body for the pleasure and use of the community at any time.
The slave’s breasts shall remain available for milking and shall never be hidden from view.
The slave shall keep her pussy wet and ready at all times, displaying her rings with pride.
The slave renounces all human rights and accepts permanent status as community livestock.
Any resistance or hesitation will result in harsher punishment and further public humiliation.
This contract is irrevocable. The slave exists only to serve and atone.
‘Whack!’
“Haaaaaaaauuk!”
At last, in front of every watching eye, Dae-man’s whipping began.
vivid red welts rose clearly across the three kneeling women’s soft thighs.
They had fallen another level—from obscene, ring-clad naked slaves to livestock beaten for no reason at all.
They continued reading the three-page unreasonable and depraved Slave Contract slowly, in perfect unison.
They read it out loud for a long time.
Hot tears flowed without stopping from the three women’s wide eyes.
They read every single one of the thirty humiliating and despair-filled clauses.
They even read pages that had not been part of the original contract.
“Raise your heads, slaves!”
At Sang-gu’s shout the three women quickly lifted their faces.
They kept their eyes downcast, desperately avoiding eye contact with the villagers across from them. Saem-mul’s heart raced so fast she felt she might faint at any second.
“Crawl on all fours and show your filthy bodies closer to everyone!”
At Sang-gu’s command, Dae-man unfastened the chains linking the three women’s dog collars.
Jingle jingle jingle.
Dae-man attached bells to each of their Cow Rings.
Whack!
“Heeeeik… haauu…”
“What are you waiting for? Crawl!”
When Dae-man mercilessly whipped their thighs and stomachs, the three women dropped to the floor with pained expressions. Having knelt for so long, their muscles had stiffened; they could barely hold the position. Once their muscles loosened slightly, they raised their knees, breasts swaying, and began to crawl miserably along the front of the residents’ seats.
Jingle jingle.
Saem-mul led the way, crawling with great effort. She moved between the rows—ten rows of six seats each.
In a pathetic posture with her ass raised high, she crawled between the seats and the people’s knees.
Whack!
“Hahut!”
When someone spat on the crown of Saem-mul’s head and slapped her ass with an open palm, the atmosphere instantly spiraled out of control.
“Dirty rag bitch! Trash that can’t even be recycled!”
“You always acted so superior during sermon time, ignoring the Chairman. Serves you right, Saem-mul bitch!”
They invented stories that had never happened and hurled mockery and abuse.
“That bitch was always arrogant and looked down on everyone!”
The friend who had tried to run out crying earlier now watched the mood carefully and joined the older women in showering Saem-mul with insults. Terrified of seeming sympathetic, she overcompensated with even harsher curses.
“What the hell? Her pussy and even her thighs were soaked with juices the whole time! All that crying and sobbing was completely fake!”
Whack!
“Haauk!”
Now every time the aunties and uncles passed, they slapped her ass with their palms. Some grabbed and roughly kneaded her breasts.
“Uuuuuk…”
Her knees hit the floor several times, collapsing her posture. Yet even as she faltered, Saem-mul kept crawling between the chairs, tears streaming down her face.
Eun-gyeong followed right behind her, ass swollen bright red.
“Kyaaaaaaaak!”
At the rear, Yeong-ju had her nipple viciously pinched by a woman in the middle row. It was the younger sister she had never gotten along with.
“You pathetic, lewd slave! So you’ve been badmouthing me all this time! You really are disgustingly ugly without makeup. You used to cake it on so thick at home—what are you going to do now that you can’t??? Hohohoho!”
“Auuuk… i-it hurts… please let go… huuuk…”
To the sister she had once ignored and fought with, Yeong-ju pathetically begged for forgiveness in polite speech. Though she was treated as livestock, the insult to her appearance still wounded her deeply.
The three women felt their pussies growing even wetter and screamed inside their minds for the juices not to drip.
Cruelly, clear strings of pussy juice trailed from their cunts to the floor.
With every row they crawled through the community members, the shame made them feel like they would faint.
Now rough, indiscriminate hands reached not only for their breasts but also for their asses and pussies.
The floor the three women had crawled across was clearly streaked with puddles of their juices and drops of pure white breast milk.
“Heeeeik… p-please be gentler… If you pull too hard… it hurrrrts! Huuuk!”
“Complaining while your cunt and nipples are leaking this much juice?”
Whack!
Uncle Park slapped Saem-mul’s ass with a lecherous gleam in his eyes and kneaded her breasts.
After crawling out of the final row, her back and ass were covered in clear handprints. The extreme physical exhaustion and humiliation made her feel as though she would collapse at any moment.
Saem-mul crawled back toward the stage, shaking her ass that glistened with pussy juice. Eun-gyeong and Yeong-ju, their cheeks swollen, followed behind her.
“Saem-mul! Eun-gyeong! Yeong-ju! You have now clearly seen what these slave bitches are truly like! What have you seen and felt, members of the community?”
At Sang-gu’s question, the community residents poured out words of hatred toward the three women as if they had been waiting for the chance.