Rediscovered Love 73
Dr. Cho slammed his finger down on the end call button and hurled his phone onto the passenger seat.
“Hmph… Yes, I’m leaving right now.”
Dr. Cho’s face twisted with irritation and fury as he sped toward the Cult Community. Arrogant bitch!
That little brat who still smells of milk… daring to call my house! Fine. Just as you said, I won’t go to the police. Since it’s come to this, I’ll go all the way too.
The veiled threat from Yeondu had pushed Dr. Cho’s rage to its limit. He had only wanted to take a quick look at the mother-daughter slave pair, damn it.
He had been hoping to cut ties at this point, but Yeondu kept summoning him under the pretense of regular slave check-ups, treating him like some subordinate.
The roar of anger echoed inside the heavily tuned sedan.
He shoved a cigarette between his lips and lit it. The RPM gauge climbed as the sedan tore down the highway.
If you fall out of favor with the Chairman, you’re finished too!! Fucking whore. Fine, I’ll play loyal for now.
“It’s been a while, sir. Please head on up!”
The hulking guards pushed open the community’s main gate. Dr. Cho’s sedan shot forward with the accelerator floored. He slammed on the brakes, got out, and grabbed two medical bags.
Yeondu, who had been lounging in the first-floor prison, came out to greet him with a mocking sneer.
“I’ve been very busy. Calling my house and everything… heh heh…”
Though Yeondu was smiling, a murderous glint filled her eyes.
“It’s already late. Let’s check on the slaves first.”
Dr. Cho turned and headed toward the warehouse prison without waiting for a reply.
Yeondu followed close behind, chattering nonstop about building a hospital inside the village.
They’ve gotten so thin.
Inside the prison, by the water tap, Sang-hui and Hana stood completely naked. Their arms were pulled upward by chains descending from the ceiling, forcing them into a posture of total surrender. The mother and daughter’s pale, bare bodies trembled with tension.
Suddenly, the fact that he—a successful doctor—was here to pierce these women’s nipples and tattoo them felt utterly repulsive. He hated doing anything under duress. Being treated like a subordinate while forcibly handling the most sensitive parts of women’s bodies no longer held any appeal, but he swallowed his disgust and endured.
The mother and daughter smiled and greeted him the moment they saw Dr. Cho. Though their eyes smiled, the expressions were clearly forced and deeply uncomfortable.
“Uuuuuu…”
“Haa…”
The moment they saw the syringe needle, both Sang-hui and Hana widened their eyes in fear. Dr. Cho put on his gloves with an expressionless face and began disinfecting their naked bodies with gauze. Wanting to finish as quickly as possible, he administered the anesthetic injections without any small talk.
“Huuu…”
“Hiiiiiik!”
The hairless mound of Hana’s pussy and Sang-hui’s massive, slightly sagging 70D-cup breasts—along with Hana’s similarly sized but far more elastic breasts—quivered violently. Even though she was the mother of two grown children, Sang-hui’s figure had not collapsed. She had exercised and managed her weight diligently ever since giving birth young. Thanks to that effort, she still radiated a seductive charm, yet her naked body was covered in vulgar writing everywhere.
They were crude tattoos carved in by the Taiwanese subordinates. Between her collarbones, the words “Livestock Sow” were etched in stark black. Around both nipples were tattoos depicting gushing breast milk. Between her breasts and on her lower abdomen, the words “Meat Toilet” stood out clearly. The tattoos didn’t stop there. Just below her navel, two 15-centimeter cocks crossed in an X, complete with detailed glans spurting semen and balls drawn with every single hair. Between her pubic bones, the enormous letters “Cum Toilet Sang-hui” were written. On her left inner thigh: “Please fuck me”. On her right inner thigh: “Premature Ejaculation Sow”.
The black letters stood out obscenely against her white skin. They were filthy, lewd words that were painful to even look at. If it were just graffiti it might have been bearable, but the ink had been driven into her flesh and could never be erased.
Dr. Cho slowly admired Sang-hui’s back while the anesthetic spread through the mother and daughter’s bodies. From the nape of her neck down her spine to the cleft of her ass, the vertical words “Horny Livestock Sow Public Toilet” were written in huge letters. Her entire right buttock was covered with the massive tattoo “Trash Rag Mother”. To create a stark contrast, her left buttock had been left completely untouched. Ha… Every single one of these is amateurish garbage.
Dr. Cho clicked his tongue at the vastly inferior tattoo work and continued staring at the naked woman.
Yeondu said while stroking the bellies of the mother and daughter who hung like pieces of meat.
Dr. Cho silently nodded. Hana’s naked body was exactly the same. It pained him to see a body that could have been a model turned into a canvas for such pathetic tattoos. The same vulgar inscriptions as her mother’s covered the top and bottom of her full, elastic 70D-cup bell-shaped breasts. On her much paler belly, the identical X-crossed cock tattoo looked strangely out of place. The only difference was that between her mound and pubic bone it read “Cum Toilet Hana” instead. The same filthy words were written on the inside of her much slimmer, straighter thighs—thankfully in slightly smaller lettering. On her back, the same vertical “Livestock Sow Public Toilet” stretched long and large. Fortunately, her firm, peach-like buttocks showed no tattoo graffiti, though faint bruises were beginning to spread. Still, they were the kind of hips anyone would want to grab.
Yeondu grabbed the hair of the mother and daughter—who were hanging in an A-shape from the chains—and slapped them hard across the face.
Sang-hui and Hana raised their voices in desperate pleas. Behind the mother and daughter whose heads were being yanked around, Dr. Cho groped their breasts and pussies to check how well the anesthetic had taken.
If it’s just some damn piercing, she could do it herself. Why does she keep calling me?!
Cursing Yeondu inwardly, Dr. Cho picked up the piercing forceps and clamped Sang-hui’s erect nipple.
“KyaAAAAAAGH!”
The moment the sterilized large needle passed through the hole in the forceps, a scream of agony burst out. Blood trickled down as the needle pierced through the nipple, and he skillfully threaded a silver ring through it right after.
“Haa… haa… kyaAAAAAAGH!”
The merciless, rough squeezing and pulling made Sang-hui close her eyes, throw her head back, and moan. After finishing with the nipple, the forceps moved toward her pussy. Right beside her, her bound daughter Hana flinched every time the needle pierced her mother’s labia, unable to look away.
Using the specialized forceps, he gently pried open and gripped her clitoris. Sang-hui’s clit was already swollen far beyond average size. Such a huge needle going into a clit like that…
Watching the needle penetrate her mother’s clitoris, Hana’s groin and inner thigh muscles tensed powerfully. The same large needle that had pierced her nipples and pussy lips now moved toward Sang-hui’s nose. A nose ring… something only cow slaves wear… I already want to die from the tattoos alone…
Hana’s eyes reddened with misery. If she cried out loud, she would surely be punished by both Yeondu and the Taiwanese men, so she held it in with everything she had.
“Ugh! Uuuuuuuuuuuugh.”
At Yeondu’s command, one of the hulking men grabbed Sang-hui’s hair roughly. The large needle shot through the hole in the forceps that painfully clamped her septum.
“Huaaaaaaaa!”
A sharp, heavy agony surged through the tip of her nose as the septum was pierced. Sang-hui screamed and poured out thick tears. She swayed like meat in a butcher shop, her thighs shaking violently. Under the bright lights, her pussy glistened. Two large rings hung from her outer labia, two thin smaller ones from her inner labia, and a ring of similar size pierced her clitoris. Blood beaded on the erect nipple rings, and droplets fell from the nose ring that had pierced her septum.
I’m going to lose my mind. Now it’s my turn to get the same thing… No, I hate needles, I really, really…
A sweating Dr. Cho sat down in front of Hana. He spread her pussy—which had gone strangely numb from the anesthetic—with the forceps.
“Kuuuugh!”
“Huuuuuugh!”
“Huuuung…”
The sensation of a needle piercing flesh varied wildly from person to person. Some people felt almost nothing and could undergo dozens of plastic surgeries. Others were so terrified of needles they even avoided anesthesia. Hana, who screamed and twisted her body, was exactly that type. Just seeing a needle or an awl made her body tremble. The only thing that had changed from before was that despite the same fear, her pussy was slowly growing wet.
The needle is touching everything right now. It’s scary and it hurts, so why am I getting so aroused…?
“Kyaaaaaaaagh!”
One by one, silver rings were threaded through Hana’s sensitive areas just like her mother’s. Sang-hui, who had been suffering at her daughter’s screams, was released from her bonds and forced to kneel on the floor with her legs spread. The needle moved from her clitoris, labia, and nipples to right in front of her septum. Hana deliberately turned her head away from her nipples and endured the pain of being pierced without watching. When her nose was yanked forward by the forceps, tears poured down in a flood. The needle held in the doctor’s hand right before her eyes was terrifyingly clear. Tears and cold sweat flowed down her breasts and over the obscene tattoos.
“Huaaaaaaaaagh!”
If the hulking man hadn’t been holding her hair, the pain of her septum being pierced would have made her thrash her head wildly. This… this one I really, really don’t want… Why can’t I say anything? Why! Hauuugh.
Even while panting from the masochistic pleasure, Hana barely managed to hide her sense of injustice. If she focused on that resentment, she would only meet even deeper despair. The only reason she could keep living while facing that despair head-on was not her mother or brother. It was the masochistic realization that she was being used by Sang-gu, the absolute ruler of the community whom she was supposed to obey. That alone barely kept her standing.
After the piercings were dressed, Hana knelt beside her mother. A burning pain rose from her pussy and nipples. She reached out to lightly touch one of the rings, but Yeondu slapped her and roared a warning not to touch them. The rough slap caused her nose ring to jiggle slightly, sending a wave of agony through her septum. Pouring out thick tears, Hana immediately dropped into a dogeza and apologized.
The mother and daughter spoke the trained phrase in unison, pressing their foreheads to the floor and lifting their asses high.
“Huuuuu… Yes, Your Majesty.”
Dragged away by the hulking men, the mother and daughter crawled miserably back into their prison cell. Even after going through something so major, there was no reward. Instead, they were threatened that if the piercing wounds became infected, they would receive harsh punishment.
Inside the tiny cell, shackles were fastened around them. Sang-hui and Hana sat facing each other. They hung their heads low, unable to look at each other’s naked bodies. They sucked on the dildo water bucket while avoiding eye contact. The night felt unbearably long.