The Sharing of the Community
The silver cans tied to their dog collars clinked and rattled as the barefoot, naked mother and daughter wandered the residential streets, screaming at the top of their lungs.
“We don’t have any food to give trash like you! Ptooey!”
An older woman hurled a bucket of cold water over them and spat. Sang-hui and Hana, their arms bound tightly behind their backs, bowed their heads repeatedly.
“Haaah… W-we’re sorry.”
They shuffled toward the next house.
“I-I am Cum Toilet Sang-hui… I-I’m so hungry. I’ll eat anything… even cum. Hnngh.”
The unbearable shame made tears stream down Sang-hui’s face. Beside her, Hana sobbed loudly, her cries of humiliation growing louder.
Sang-hui’s former friend opened the door with an irritated scowl and slapped both mother and daughter across the face without mercy.
“You filthy bitches! What do you take my husband and son for? Cum?! Get the hell out of here! Go lick your own son’s cum instead! Ptooey!”
She grabbed their hair, shook them violently, and shoved them away. The cans hanging from their necks clattered as the mother and daughter tumbled backward onto the ground.
“Kyaaaack! Th-this is what Her Majesty ordered us to do! We’re still sorry! Ahk…”
“How dare you use Madam as an excuse? Madam made it very clear that you wicked traitors are to be treated as less than human!”
Her son and husband were watching openly from the living room. The mention of cum was intolerable. Moreover, these were traitor slave mother and daughter. The vicious insults and the violent slaps were only natural if she wanted to survive in this place.
For the past several days, all rations except for a single bowl of mixed scraps and water had been cut off from Sang-hui and Hana.
“You two have no manners compared to the milk boys! I’ll allow you to beg, so go plead for mercy from the villagers!”
Yeondu had driven the mother and daughter out to beg. Sang-hui and Hana had licked Yeondu and Daeman’s shoes, lifted their asses, and pleaded desperately, but it had been useless.
More hated than death itself, the streets of the Cult Community became their daily morning and evening torment.
‘If there are men around, shake your tits obscenely and beg for cum! No other words are necessary!’
The begging was merely an excuse. Yeondu’s true plan was to push Sang-hui and Hana to the absolute limit of shame. If they neglected to cry out for cum in their lewd, perverted voices, Yeondu would kick their pussies mercilessly with her shoe every evening.
After being beaten in the cunt several times, they could no longer even imagine disobeying her orders. CCTV cameras and every resident in the community watched their every word and action.
Through daily brainwashing that reached into their very bones, the masochistic tendencies had been branded into Sang-hui and Hana. Suppressing their shame, they screamed for cum.
Completely naked, the mother and daughter screamed in front of every single house without exception. Everyone who came out showered them with cold sneers and humiliating words, tormenting them further.
As they walked, they arrived at the house where they had lived until the day they tried to escape. It was a modern, neatly built single-story home with yellow brick walls that Sang-hui herself had constructed. Standing in front of the door that had once been hers, Sang-hui trembled all over from the humiliation.
It was too painful; she wanted to run away, but the thought of the punishment she would receive if caught forced the words from her lips.
A savage sense of humiliation that even her masochism could not endure swept over Sang-hui’s entire body.
“I don’t even want to give you food waste, so why do you keep coming back to bother me?!”
Aeri grabbed the hair of the kneeling mother and daughter and shook them as she spoke. Being abused by a girl the same age as her own daughter always stabbed at Sang-hui’s heart like a knife.
Aeri slapped their full, heavy breasts with her palm, then took off her slipper and rubbed it against their pussies.
“Always so wet. Disgusting traitorous bitches. Serves you right!! Jong-su oppa, come out! Hana’s here again!”
The house where Sang-hui had once lived now belonged to Jong-su, and he was living with Aeri. At Aeri’s call, Jong-su came outside chewing on a donut.
When Jong-su—who had once been her lover—appeared, Hana lowered her head in shame and awkwardly tried to cover her body. Aeri, displeased by this, grabbed her by the hair and yanked her upright.
“Stand up straight, you traitor bitch! Show yourself properly to Jong-su oppa!”
‘Please, Jong-su oppa. Don’t look at me like that.’
Soaked from head to toe by a water cannon, her face a mess of tears and snot, her nipples rock-hard and erect—everything was laid bare before Jong-su. The smooth folds of Hana’s pussy were swollen and flushed, a mix of pink and red from the rush of blood.
Her heart was in utter agony from this humiliating parade, yet Hana’s pussy was dripping wet.
“Have you lost all sense of shame? Hana, I told you not to come here! Aeri hates it.”
Jong-su spoke words that pierced Hana’s chest while greedily chewing the rest of his donut.
“If you two put on a little lesbian show, I might give you some leftovers. Hurry up and do it!”
Aeri waved the donut temptingly, pretending she might give it to them. She repeatedly moved it toward the can hanging from their collars as if she were about to drop it in, then pulled it back.
While Hana hesitated, Sang-hui—completely surrendered to her masochism—pushed her tongue into her daughter’s mouth.
“Mmmchuuup.”
“Uup…”
Hana’s eyes widened in shock, but she soon overlapped her tongue with her mother’s.
‘I’m sorry, Hana. We’re slaves now. We have to obey the people of the community.’
Their tongues tangled. They pressed their wet breasts and pussies together, rubbing and sliding against each other.
‘Mom… I’m going crazy. Jong-su oppa is watching with such contempt. I want to kneel. It’s too embarrassing.’
With their wrists bound behind their backs, the mother and daughter pressed their tongues and naked bodies tightly together, raising their lewd moans.
Their hearts felt like they were being torn apart. It was humiliating and pathetic that their bodies reacted so obscenely even while they suffered.
Both Sang-hui and Hana tangled their tongues, sucked in their cheeks, and shed thick tears.
“Chrrruup… Haaah…”
“Mmmchuuup… Chup…”
Any normal mother and daughter would have fainted from such unbearable humiliation. But the mother and daughter, who had fallen into obscene corruption, could not easily stop once the caressing began.
Clinging to the tiny hope that they might be allowed to eat the sweet-smelling donut, they shared pleasure with their slippery tongues.
They pulled their lips apart, tongues flicking, only the tips still entwined. A long, transparent string of saliva stretched between them.
The mother and daughter slammed their bodies together as if slapping their breasts and clits against each other.
“Haa… Haaa…”
“Haaahng… M-mom… Hnnngh…”
The mother and daughter radiated scorching heat, their moans growing louder and louder. The death-like humiliation from moments ago was blown away as they shared the electric pleasure radiating from their clits without restraint.
“Aaaahng! I’m cumming, Mom! Haaang… It’s coming out! Haaaa!”
From Hana’s urethra, as she frantically rubbed her clit against her mother’s pussy, a clear stream of squirt gushed out.
“Aaaahng… Hnngh!”
The transparent fluid soaked the mother and daughter’s thighs and trickled quietly down. Although she hadn’t cum, Sang-hui’s pussy was also covered in sticky nectar.
“You two are filthier than the milk boys. Ugh… Like mother, like daughter. Cumming just from rubbing your nipples and clits without any penetration… How fascinating. Hehe.”
Aeri slapped their plump, heaving asses hard as they panted in torment.
“Oppa! It’s a good thing you didn’t date Hana. How could you handle a bitch in heat every single day? Hohoho!”
“There you go again! Aeri, I never had any intention of dating her. Who would date a cum-rag like that?!”
At Aeri’s words, Jong-su once again stabbed at Hana’s heart. Hana looked up at him with tear-filled eyes.
‘Oppa. I know you don’t mean it. I’ve been ruined like this. I’m sorry… Still, being able to see you like this…’
She met his gaze with desperate eyes, but Jong-su’s gaze was filled with contempt.
“We’ve seen enough! That was fun. Since Hana dirtied the doorstep with her pussy juice, there’s no food for you.”
Aeri hung the silver can back onto their dog collars. She had never intended to give them the donut in the first place. Though they had been cruelly deceived, the mother and daughter shook the cans dangling from their necks and hurried toward the next house.
At the very end of the street stood the house where Yeong-ho lived alone. The mother and daughter stopped in front of it.
Yeong-ho came out carrying two bowls heaped with rice. He was the only kind young man who had given them food these past few days. In truth, the mother and daughter had endured the long road of humiliation just to reach this one house.
If not for the CCTV and the residents’ watchful eyes, they would have run straight here without suffering humiliation at the other houses.
“Hnngh… Thank you, Yeong-ho nim!”
“Thank you so much, really, thank you, Yeong-ho nim…”
Yeong-ho helped them kneel by holding their shoulders and breasts. The mother and daughter bumped heads as they began to devour the rice from the bowls.
Yeong-ho was a twenty-seven-year-old who had turned his back on his family to enter the Cult Community. Aside from communal work, he stayed shut inside his house and had few close friends.
Before she had fallen into slavery, Yeong-ho had tried speaking to Hana several times, but she had always given him a cold greeting and turned away. That memory made Hana feel even more miserable.
“Why did you betray the Chairman, Hana? It really hurts my heart. Eat slowly…”
Yeong-ho showed genuine sympathy and pity without demanding any lesbian acts or lewd favors. That didn’t mean he simply stood by.
Every time they knelt and bent forward, he supported Hana’s heavy breasts and gently stroked and caressed her bruised ass.
“Uuuup. Uup. Thank you, Yeong-ho nim! I will live with a heart of atonement toward the Chairman.”
With grains of rice and tuna oil smeared around her mouth, Hana shouted loudly. Every time she buried her face in the bowl with her hands bound behind her, her ass rose higher.
Worried she might topple forward, Yeong-ho kept supporting her breasts right in front of her nose. The mother and daughter, who had eaten nothing all day, emptied the bowls—which contained a little tuna and kimchi mixed with rice—in an instant.
Grateful words kept spilling from their dirty mouths.
“Here… take this.”
Yeong-ho filled the cans hanging from their dog collars halfway with cherry tomatoes.
‘He really was such a good oppa… Everyone else is busy cursing and avoiding us… Hnngh.’
‘I want to bite into them so badly. It’s been so long since I’ve seen tomatoes.’
Tears of gratitude poured from Hana and Sang-hui’s eyes.
‘If it weren’t for this oppa, we really might have starved to death. There’s no way we could have survived on just one bowl of mixed scraps a day…’
Hana saw Yeong-ho—whom she had never once looked back at—in a new light. He was about the same height as her, with large double-lidded eyes, a plain round face, and features far from her ideal type.
“Y-you, Yeong-ho nim, your mouth is dirty now, so… if you would use my dirty… pussy, I would be grateful.”
Thanks to the brainwashing, the words “cum” and “pussy” came out of her mouth without hesitation. Since she had received something, she had to give something back. As a sign that she hoped for his continued favor, Hana tearfully spread her legs and pushed her ass out.
Dried pussy juice was smeared all over her mound. The pink inner flesh of her slit was clearly visible.
“Ah… No, it’s okay. You don’t have to do this.”
Yeong-ho swallowed hard, his voice trembling. He had refused for several days, but seeing Hana’s beautiful flesh made saliva pool in his mouth involuntarily.
“Hnngh, no! If it weren’t for you, Yeong-ho nim, Mom and I would probably be dead. Please accept this slave’s body…”
“Still… doing it out on the street…”
Taking a slave into his house without the executives’ permission was grounds for severe punishment.
“H-Her Majesty has permitted it. I want to serve you, Yeong-ho nim… Please use my pussy…”
Like a bitch in heat, she clung to the man who said no. Yeong-ho’s ears turned bright red as his hands moved to his belt. His pants and underwear fell to the pavement.
Grabbing his hardening cock with a trembling hand, he took hold of Hana’s waist as she pushed her ass out in a doggystyle position. He slowly pushed his rock-hard, precum-drooling cock into her pussy.
“Haaang! Yeong-ho nim… Thank you… Please drive this lewd, traitorous slave bitch crazy… Ahhng…”
Her nipples stood stiff and trembling as she slowly rocked her hips back in time with Yeong-ho’s rhythm.
The watching mother, Sang-hui, rubbed her breasts against Yeong-ho’s back.
‘It feels so good. So hot… Nothing like a dildo! To think he was hiding something this big in that small body.’
“Hnnng… Haaahng… Aaaah… Deeper, please go deeper… Aaaahng… Hnngh!”
Hana’s moans filled the quiet alley. Yeong-ho barely held back the urge to cum rising from his urethra and slammed into her to the root, stirring her insides.
‘Was Hana always this lewd? All those nights I jerked off imagining her as my ideal woman feel so pointless now.’
Yeong-ho grabbed Hana’s bouncing breasts.
“Ugh… Does it feel good, Hana?”
“Haaang… It feels so good, Yeong-ho nim… Haa… haa… haa… Please step on me more!”
Inside her scorching pussy, his cock never stopped moving. Yeong-ho’s hips slapped loudly against Hana’s ass. The wet sounds of flesh and Hana’s moans were watched in silence by nearby residents with narrowed eyes.
‘Slap slap slap slap slap!’
‘It’s coming… I’m going to lose my mind! I’m so ashamed of how arrogant I used to be.’
“Haa… haa… haa… Hurry, Yeong-ho nim, I think I’m going to squirt. Aaaah, I’m going to squirt right now! Aaaahng, it’s coming out!”
A warm, clear stream of squirt gushed from Hana’s urethra. Her bound hands twitched behind her as her naked body stiffened and trembled violently. The transparent fluid ran down his shaft and dripped onto the ground.
“Haa… haa… haa… I’m sorry… I dirtied you again, Yeong-ho nim… Haa… haa… haa…”
Yeong-ho paid it no mind. He grabbed Hana’s hair, pulled her hips back, and drove his cock deep into her pussy. His own ass began to tremble.
“Aaaahng… Fuck… I’m cumming! Aaaahng!”
Yeong-ho pulled his cock out of her pussy, grabbed Hana’s hair, and turned her around. It was exactly the scene he had imagined every day while masturbating.
Hana knelt as if she understood and stuck out her tongue.
‘Spluuuurt.’
Hot semen sprayed across Hana’s face. There was so much that it didn’t finish in one burst; it kept splattering onto her face again and again.
“I’ve always wanted to cover your face in cum, Hana! Krrgh…”
“Haa… Hnnng… I’ll clean it all up with my mouth… Mmmchuuup… Hnnng…”
Hana, her entire face covered in semen, barely opened her eyes and parted her lips. She wrapped her tongue around Yeong-ho’s glistening cock and licked and sucked every last drop.
“Mmmchuuup… Hnnng…”
Sang-hui licked and sucked the semen off her daughter’s face. It was a pitiful fall from grace for the former intellectual executive. She licked her daughter’s face diligently, not even noticing the grains of rice stuck to the corners of her own mouth.
The mother and daughter prostrated themselves flat on the ground, offered their thanks, and struggled to their feet. Shaking their bruised asses, they headed back toward the prison.