Demotion (2)
The whip left worm-like, vivid red welts all over their asses. The precautions a slave must observe were absurd, and the punishments for breaking them were all overwhelmingly cruel.
Even though they were close enough to touch the floor with their noses when they lay down, all conversation was forbidden. They had to ask permission for everything—from spitting to defecating. Even a single drool of saliva dripping to the floor from arousal was grounds for punishment.
‘Whiiiish—crack!’
“Haaauuugh!”
The whip lashed across Sang-hui’s breasts.
“I told you not to squirm around!”
“It—it burned! Haaauuugh! I’m sorry! It hurts! Please, have mercy—”
Sang-hui and Hana, mother and daughter, lay on the floor with their legs spread in an M-shape. Matching handcuffs and ankle cuffs connected their wrists and ankles, with a long silver spreader bar fixed between their feet. Scalding wax from depilatory candles poured like water onto their wide-open pussies.
Whenever the hardened wax on their cunts was ripped away without mercy by Yeondu and the hulking men, the mother and daughter screamed in agony as their pubic hair was torn out along with it.
“Huuuaaaaagh!”
“Kyaaaaaaaagh!”
Each time the hardened wax peeled off with their hair, their shrieks grew louder from the pain of having their pussy hair ripped out. Their pussies had already been waxed on the first day of captivity, but a few stray hairs had grown back here and there.
“We’re still far from done. You pathetic, arrogant meat toilets who don’t have a single ounce of manners!”
The whipping and hot wax continued to rain down on the mother and daughter’s cunts. They no longer had the strength to cry properly and could only beg for mercy in delirious, sleep-talking voices. The hardened wax was torn off again and again, as if determined to rip out every last stray hair around their pussies and assholes.
The eldest son, Wan-ju, had been taken away somewhere by Dae-man under the pretext of “special management.” He hadn’t forgotten to threaten that if she didn’t obey, she would never see her son again.
Hana couldn’t even think of running away. She told herself it was actually for the best. She was worried, but she thought it was better that her brother didn’t have to see them like this. The twisted affection and guilt she felt toward the Chairman she respected and loved only further paralyzed any normal thinking.
She considered herself lucky that he hadn’t seen her pissing herself while her pussy was piled high with candle wax and her breasts were being whipped. This punishment of whipping and hot wax was because she had accidentally knocked over the bowl while eating rice from a bathroom ladle with her mouth.
Sang-hui, who lacked flexibility, had lifted her ass to eat and then fallen over, flipping the dog bowl.
“Haaauuugh… I’m sorry!”
“Shut up! You slave bitch who’s worse than trash!”
She had begged for forgiveness over and over, but Yeondu simply looked down at her arrogantly and remained firm. Sang-hui’s mind had already collapsed so thoroughly that she no longer felt shame even at Dong-in’s lewd touches while he managed the prison.
She had once seen Yeong-ju, who had fallen to the level of a milk cow, struggling to eat with her mouth. She had never imagined in her wildest dreams that she herself would one day be eating such garbage naked.
“I will never spill it again. Please forgive us, this mother-daughter pair of traitors.”
Between Sang-hui’s M-spread legs, her wax-stripped pussy was swollen a violent, angry red.
“From now on, you must treat every meal Master gives you as precious as your life! Do you understand!?”
“Yes, my Queen… haaa… I will cherish it.”
When the restraints were released and they stood up, the swollen, bright-red clitorises and pussies of the mother and daughter came into full view. Clumps of hardened wax still clung here and there around their pussies and assholes.
Sang-hui had once taken pride in living as an intellectual. But the realization that she had ruined not only her own life but also her son’s and daughter’s filled her with unbearable despair. Even after losing her husband early, she had never given up on learning. Working hard and coming to this community had all been her own decision.
She felt endless resentment toward Min-hui, the younger sister she had grown close to after meeting here. But even the time to wallow in such empty sentiments was not granted to a slave.
“Hana, you need to get your fist all the way in like Mom! Do you understand!?”
“And you have to do it with a smile! Got it?”
“Yes, my Queen…”
With a face that had given up on everything, Sang-hui closed her eyes and pulled her labia apart with both hands, fully exposing her vaginal entrance. Hana, kneeling in front of her mother, clenched her fist and slowly rubbed it against the opening.
“Haaaaauuuugh… hoo… hoo… haaaa…”
Sang-hui’s breathing, with her eyes closed, quickened from humiliation and fear. Hana’s fist tightened with force as she slowly circled and stirred her mother’s vaginal entrance before beginning to push inside little by little.
“Kyaagh… ugh… aaauuugh… My Queen, m-mercy… it’s… it’s too big!”
Sang-hui spoke, her hands trembling violently as they gripped her own pussy.
“Too big? If your cunt can’t take it, then use your shithole instead! You said you didn’t want that! If you say one more useless thing, I’ll tie your clit up with string!”
“Hiiik… No, I’m sorry!”
Sluuuuurp—
“Huuuaaaaaa…”
Hana’s white, delicate fist, covered in bruises, sank deep into Sang-hui’s pussy.
“A loose whore whose daughter’s fist fits inside! Hehehe, you’re worse than a sticky-cunted sow that just squirts pussy juice everywhere!”
Yeondu laughed loudly while hurling vicious insults.
Hana slowly shook the fist buried inside her mother’s vagina. The love juices flowing from her wrist quickly soaked her elbow.
“Haaaa… haaaa… haaaa… aaauuuugh!”
The louder Sang-hui’s moans grew, the faster Hana’s fist moved. Though intoxicated by the irrational and immoral command, Hana kept her eyes closed because she couldn’t bear to look directly.
The fist didn’t stop. It filled her vagina completely and moved slowly up and down.
“Huuuaaaaagh!”
Drip drip drip drip—
Clear squirting fluid flowed from Sang-hui’s urethra. There was so much of it that it looked like transparent urine.
“Your nipples are turning black from how hard you’re cumming and squirting everywhere… and yet you were lying when you begged for mercy because you were scared? Hehehehehe.”
Yeondu grabbed and shook Sang-hui’s nipple as she climaxed.
Slap!
Yeondu slapped Sang-hui hard across the face.
“How long are you going to keep squirting and sobbing? Switch places!”
When she opened her fist and pulled her hand back, it slid easily out of Sang-hui’s pussy. Hana, who had been kneeling, stood up. Still trembling from her orgasm, Sang-hui knelt in front of her daughter’s pussy.
I’m sorry… Mom ended up ruining your life too…
She tried to make her fingers as thin and narrow as possible. Hana trembled in fear, spreading her labia and closing her eyes. It was a pretty pussy that had only recently given its virginity to Jong-su.
Her mother’s thinned hand stirred the entrance and slowly pushed inside.
“Kuuuugh… huuuaa… haa… haa… haa…”
I’m sorry, Hana…
Because even a short, unauthorized conversation would earn her a brutal whipping or slap, Sang-hui couldn’t even say the words “I’m sorry” to her daughter. The only small mercy was that Sang-hui’s hand was much smaller than Hana’s.
“Aaaaaaaaah! No! Aaaahhh…!”
She made her hand as thin as possible and pushed it past the thumb knuckle all the way to the wrist. Tears of guilt streaming down her face, she slowly moved her hand up and down inside her daughter’s vagina. Her other trembling hand rested pitifully on her daughter’s ass.
Choked moans and painful groans mixed and spread through the air.
“Haaaaauuuu… aaauuuu… haa… haa…”
Fearful of what might happen to her pussy, Hana’s hands that had been spreading her labia lightly rested on her mother’s wrist.
“Spread that cunt properly!”
Slap!
“Kuuuugh… I’m sorry, my Queen!”
When Yeondu whipped her ass, Hana quickly grabbed near her outer and inner labia and pulled them apart as if trying to tear them, thrusting her pussy forward.
“Smile brightly!”
As Dong-in brought the camera closer, Yeondu shouted commands at the mother and daughter. Enduring heart-crushing humiliation, the pair forced smiles onto their faces. A high-performance camera captured the image of Sang-hui—her entire body and breasts covered in vivid red worm-like whip marks—pumping her hand inside her daughter’s vagina.
“Huuuaaaaaa…”
After climaxing and squirting a little, Hana lost control of her bladder. Yellow urine ran down her mother’s wrist and soaked the floor.
“Huu… huuuaa… I peed… I’m sorry, my Queen… haa.”
Panting between pain and pleasure, Hana sobbed.
At Yeondu’s command, the hand that had been stirring inside her pussy was pulled out.
“Clean Mom’s hand properly…”
“Haa… Yes, my Queen…”
After sucking every finger joint of her mother’s right hand clean of her own love juices, the mother and daughter had to lick and suck up every drop of urine from the floor while being whipped.
“The rumors about you two have already spread throughout the entire community. It’s about time you met the residents, don’t you think?”
“……… Please, my Queen!”
“The fastest way to atone is to serve the village! Everyone in the village has already seen the video of what you did with Wan-ju!”
For nearly a week they had desperately wanted to leave this cramped prison, but the moment they realized they were actually being dragged out to the plaza, their toes began to tremble.
Sang-hui and Hana were pulled along on all fours by the leashes attached to their dog collars. It consumed far more stamina than walking. Even though they practiced crawling every day, before they had gone ten meters their forearms were already shaking.
When their bruised, naked bodies left the backyard, the atonement plaza came into full view.
Ah… please… they’re all out here!!..
Sang-hui’s eyes widened. There wasn’t a single sympathetic gaze. The residents were filled with rage. The face of Teacher Sang-gu, whom she had desperately wanted to see, was nowhere to be found.
In a corner of the atonement plaza, Sang-hui and Hana’s dog collars were fastened tightly to iron rings on a pillar, and their hands were bound behind their backs.
Sang-hui and Hana had made many enemies. People had simply stayed silent in the face of her armband and arrogance.
“You filthy traitor bitch!”
“You only ever picked fights and never showed up for work! Serves you right! Ptooey!”
“Hana? Jong-su oppa will be here soon—what are you going to do? Hohohoho…”
“Aaaagh… I’m sorry! Please… huuuaa…”
“We were wrong!”
The residents mercilessly hurled vegetables, table scraps, raw eggs, and more at the naked mother and daughter. It was far more violent than when Saem-mul, Eun-gyeong, and Yeong-ju had fallen to the level of milk cows. Every time an egg burst and ran down their bodies, the mother and daughter’s screams echoed across the mountainside.
All kinds of garbage, scraps, and eggs slid down Hana’s sexy naked body. They pooled in her swollen, bright-red pussy that had been tortured with wax, then dripped down in sticky strands onto the floor.
“We’re sorry!! Aaauuugh please huuuuugh—”
“It hurts so much… haa… stop… I’ll reflect…”
Shaking their bodies and making their breasts jiggle, the mother and daughter begged for forgiveness into thin air. Some people persistently aimed eggs at their pussies and breasts.
“Oh, Jong-su oppa is here. Oppa! Look over here—Hana’s back after just a few days, hohoho…”
Ae-ri, who had been sprinkling salt painfully onto them, spotted Jong-su and shouted. Ae-ri was Aewon’s only daughter and had never gotten along with Hana. Even though she was younger, she had never used polite speech with her.
Jong-su approached with an awkward expression. He carried a small ladle filled with table scraps left over from home.
“Oppa… Hana used to brag about you all the time. How does it feel?”
“Who? When did I ever date Hana! That never happened. I never dated that crazy bitch. Those filthy traitor bitches!”
Jong-su hurled the scraps mercilessly at Hana’s breasts.
“Right? Hana was just one-sidedly obsessed with you, oppa! I knew it all along.”
When Aewon spoke, Jong-su excitedly agreed and played along.
Hana, rendered speechless, felt utterly miserable. She had given him her virginity and dreamed of a future together, but right in front of her, Jong-su threw garbage at her and denied and humiliated her. Even during the brutal abuse she had only closed her eyes and sobbed, but when she saw Jong-su’s angry face, her tears burst forth and she broke into loud, wretched sobs.
“Huuuaa… haauuu… haauuu…”
“It’s c-cold! Haaaa…”
A powerful spray of water from a hose slammed into the mother and daughter’s bodies, now covered in filth. They writhed as they endured the stinging water pressure. The hulking men roughly wiped their naked bodies and released the bindings that had tied them to the pillar.
Yeondu, who had been standing quite far away, approached.
“Oh my, were you and Hana having a fling, Jong-su?”
“No, Madam! That never happened. It’s the truth!”
Jong-su waved his hands wildly in fierce denial.
“Hana!”
“Haa… haa… Yes… my Queen.”
Hana, her naked body completely soaked, answered while kneeling on the floor in a dogeza position.
“Piss right here! Show Jong-su clearly that you’re a cum toilet bitch! Hehehe…”
In front of the entire village and Jong-su—her ex-boyfriend—Hana slowly lifted her left leg. Just once, when Teacher Sang-gu had visited the warehouse prison, he had said that if she disobeyed Yeondu’s orders, there would never be forgiveness.
Her raised left leg trembled violently. Sobbing pathetically, she opened her urethra.
Shaaaaaaa—
With her face raised, dirty urine ran down her thighs and pussy. The villagers’ jeers and curses rang out clearly.
“What do you think, Jong-su?”
“She’s truly filthy… and pathetic traitor! A betrayer! She must never be forgiven, Madam!”
Jong-su shouted loudly, spat on Hana’s face, and stepped back.
“How does it feel to piss like a dog in front of the oppa you used to like…?”
Yeondu asked with a laugh.
“Haaaaaaa… It… it feels good, my Queen…”
With her swollen face streaked with tears and snot, Hana answered.
Sang-gu’s face was still nowhere to be seen until the very end.
“Hurry up!”
With large cucumbers stuffed in their pussies, Sang-hui and Hana personally cleaned up the traces of the public shaming on the floor. Holding brooms, they swept eggshells, spinach, and other debris into a dustpan.
Jingle jingle jingle jingle—
Aaaah please, I don’t want to run into them.
Their eyes met those of the milk cow slaves who had come out to the plaza for milking. Regardless of her own situation, Yeong-ju looked at the mother and daughter with eyes full of mockery and contempt.
Whack!
At that moment, Yeondu lashed the mother and daughter’s breasts with a riding crop. They screamed and miserably threw themselves to the floor, begging for mercy.
“Kneel and greet the milk boys! From now on you two are beneath the milk boys! Hehehe!”
“At least the milk boys can be milked. You two only have loose pussies and trashy shitholes!”
“From now on, when you see the milk boys, greet them as Cum Toilet Sang-hui and Cum Toilet Hana!”
Yeondu grabbed the mother and daughter by the hair and dragged them in front of Saem-mul’s group.
They have huge rings through their cow rings and clits, and their nipples are stretched out. We’re lower than even the milk cow slaves. Please… this has to be a dream!
“I am Cum Toilet Sang-hui.”
“I am Cum Toilet Hana.”
In front of the milk cow slaves led by Saem-mul, they pressed their foreheads to the floor and raised their asses high. When Sang-hui lifted her head, her eyes met Yeong-ju’s. Yeong-ju, with a large bell hanging from her cow ring, wore a sneering smile. Her expression alone said, How does it feel?
“You want to send the horse slaves into the community?”
“Yeah. Yeondu says we should do that.”
Jugyeong said, looking at Taesik.