Each Their Own Dreams 77 - Is This How It Ends, Treated Like Livestock?

‘Is this how it ends? Being treated like livestock and ending miserably?’

"Huuuugh..."

As Jera had been lost in thought, two-hundred-gram weights were suddenly clipped onto her nipple rings and clitoral ring. The heavy pull stretched her flesh, sending an electric jolt of pain through her that left her groin throbbing.

Right beside her, Eju and Eunhae stood in perfect submission with their hips thrust forward. Silver rings piercing their most sensitive spots received identical weights. The three slave mares frowned, brows knitted, and let out rough, involuntary moans as pain and a faint thread of pleasure twisted together.

Each weight was roughly the mass of a banana. Their nipples, labia, and inner flesh had been trained by constant stretching, so the slaves did not scream—only moaned. It hurt, but they could endure it by controlling their breathing.

A large man approached the three naked women carrying something new. Jera, Eju, and Eunhae, who had just convinced themselves they could handle the current load, felt their eyes widen in shock. In the man’s hand was a small pocket billiard ball.

The gleaming silver rings that pierced both sides of each slave’s outer labia now had metal hooks attached, and from those hooks the heavy balls were hung.

"Uuuuugh!!"

The sudden, pendulous weight dragged Jera’s labia downward. She screamed. The physical pain was terrifying, but the deeper agony came from the humiliation of being displayed like this in front of the residents. Her chest felt as if it would tear apart.

I don’t want to break any further. I have to escape from here. How can I ever restore this filthy, ruined body? And what about Mom… what about my little sister who’s still out there?

All those disgusting videos they filmed of me—I have to make sure they’re deleted.

It’s already too late.

Once again Jera forced herself to rationalize her situation: the broken would only continue to break. The colder and more objective her self-assessment became, the more she felt she would lose her mind right then and there. Part of her thought going insane might be easier, yet she stubbornly refused to let that happen.

"What the hell are you doing, you filthy sow cumdump?! Pay attention!"

Crack!

"Kyaaaaaaaagh!"

A single lash from Daeman’s whip coiled vertically across Jera’s naked body while she had been distracted by her thoughts. The stroke was hard enough to raise welts. Jera’s eyes rolled back and she convulsed.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Every time she thrashed in pain, the two billiard balls dangling from her labia rings collided with loud, obscene clicks that echoed through the hall.

"Kuaaagh!! I-I’m sorry! P-please, have mercy…"

Jera wailed, throwing herself flat on the floor and thrusting her ass high in the air.

"Didn’t you hear me tell you to dance, you cumdump bitch?! Shake that ass now!"

Daeman kicked ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her hard across the buttocks.

"Agh! I’m sorry, sir!"

Still failing to register the repeated order to dance, Jera remained frozen. Meanwhile, Eunhae and Eju had already begun. With heavy billiard balls swinging from their rings, they shook their hips and breasts in shameful, degrading waves. Their tits and asses jiggled lewdly up and down while the constant click-click-click of colliding balls filled the air like a perverted game of pool.

Jera, standing between them, hurriedly began rolling her hips in a desperate attempt to look seductive.

Click-click-click-click-click-click…

"Nngh… uaaaaagh…"

The burning pain radiating from her stretched labia made white flashes burst across Jera’s vision. The more she moved, the more the weights on her nipples and clitoris swung wildly, tugging her flesh in every direction. The mixture of maddening pain and unwanted pleasure caused a thick strand of saliva to spill from her open mouth.

Though it hurt, the heavy, throbbing pleasure spread through all three slaves. Their dance moves grew smaller, weaker, while their moans only grew louder.

"I said shake it more seductively! Are you children?! Is this a joke?"

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The whip struck each woman’s ass in rapid succession. Fresh screams tore from their throats and their bodies writhed violently once more. The billiard balls swung even harder.

Click-click-click!

They shook themselves too vigorously. The rings through their nipples, clitoris, and especially their outer labia stretched to what felt like the breaking point. Agony flooded their entire bodies. Every time they swung their hips, it felt as if electricity was racing across their skin. Sweat poured down between their elastic breasts and along their spines.

"Enough! Now show the audience what it looks like when you cum."

At Daeman’s roar, Jera quickly shoved two fingers into her dripping slit and began stirring them violently. Eju and Eunhae followed suit, spreading their own soaked folds and plunging their fingers deep inside.

The obscene dance instantly transformed into a public masturbation show. Standing in a neat row, Jera, Eju, and Eunhae kneaded their own breasts with one hand while the other spread their glistening pussies wide, fingers pumping frantically into their depths.

"Huuuung…"

A long string of saliva spilled from Jera’s widely opened mouth. The tiny bells that always hung beside the weights on her nipple rings jingled nonstop as her body trembled. Her rock-hard nipples could no longer support the weight and sagged downward.

Squelch, squelch, squelch.

"Haa… haaaang!!"

Jera’s already drenched inner walls convulsed, forcing sweet, shameful moans from her throat. The billiard balls hanging from her labia swung rapidly, stretching her flesh, yet the tearing pain no longer registered—her entire body had grown burning hot.

"Hic… huuuu… haa… haa… haaa…"

A clear stream of girl-cum trickled from her twitching urethra.

"Aaaahuuuuu!"

Two fingers dug even deeper, and Jera screamed without any remaining shame. Her whole body shook ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠violently as a long, transparent thread of squirt ran down her slender inner thighs.

In perfect sync with Jera, Eju and Eunhae also sprayed clear jets of cum while their fingers never stopped moving.

Fuck… I’m so goddamn hard. I want to go over there and fuck them right now…

That body is insane. What a filthy bitch.

Look at those eyes. Just wait, I’m claiming you ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠first. I’ll convert every last coin I have and visit you every single day.

The male residents across the room licked their lips, eyes filled with contempt and raw lust.

"Haaaack!"

"Aghuuu…"

"Uhuuuu!!"

When the three women finally finished squirting, Daeman removed the heavy billiard balls from their labia rings. The sudden release of pressure sent an icy bolt of pleasure through them. All three screamed as their bodies were wracked by aftershocks. For a long while they kept opening and closing their thighs in an absurd, obscene rhythm, trying to ease the dull throbbing pain.

Daeman looked at the three trembling women—Jera, Eju, and Eunhae—with a cruel smile.

"Look how nice and swollen they’ve become! Wouldn’t it feel good if I touched them? Uahaha!"

He pinched their crimson, engorged outer labia between thick thumb and forefinger, squeezing hard.

"KyaAAAAAAGH! Aaaauuuugh… aaah… aaaaaah…"

"Haaaaaaa!"

"KyaaaaaaaAAAAH…"

The three naked women jumped like frightened rabbits, screaming at the top of their lungs under Daeman’s brutal grip.

"Filthy masturbation-crazed bitch dogs!"

Daeman ran his tongue across each of their faces like a lion licking its prey. The three powerless women hid their disgust, trembling delicately while watching his expression for any sign of further displeasure.

After toying with the three naked pieces of meat for a while, Daeman headed toward the break room and threw a bundle of towels at their feet.

"Clean it up. Thoroughly."

At his shout the three women, breasts swaying heavily, wiped up the mess of their own squirt, saliva, and love juices from the floor.

"Greet them!"

At Daeman’s command, Jera, Eju, and Eunhae turned around while still on all fours. They presented their plump asses toward the residents, then used both hands to spread their ass cheeks as wide as possible. Their twitching anuses and dripping pussies were completely exposed in the most vulgar, degrading greeting imaginable.

The residents swallowed hard, unable to tear their eyes away from the glistening, spread-open slits.

"You may leave."

At Sang-gu’s signal, Daeman attached leashes to each of the three slaves’ collars and yanked them forward roughly. The women were forced to crawl on all fours between the rows of chairs where the residents sat. Their breasts and asses jiggled with every strained movement as they struggled to keep up.

The residents stared blankly at the three dripping, naked females until the large men gave them a signal. Then, awkwardly, the crowd began to clap. After the obscene torture show, the bizarre sight of residents offering clumsy applause to the pathetic, miserable women as they exited ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was almost surreal.

Once the three mare slaves’ performance ended, the auditorium fell silent. Sang-gu rose from the sofa and adjusted the microphone at the podium.

"I will now introduce you all to a rather interesting slave."

At his gesture, a half-slave crawled out from the waiting room at high speed. It was Yuseong. His movements resembled a muscular lizard. The residents, who had only seen female slaves until now, stirred with murmurs at the sight of his modified naked body. The men’s eyes widened at the humbler clamped above his balls. The women pretended not to look, yet none could tear their gazes away from his transformed figure.

"Why are you still on the floor? Stand."

"Uuuuugh…"

Yuseong tried to stand as straight as possible, but the pain in his balls and thighs forced him to remain in an awkward half-crouch. Any normal man would have been unable to rise even half this much while wearing a humbler. The fact that he could stand at all was thanks to how much his scrotum had been stretched.

"I’m sorry, Chairman. I can’t—huuuugh…"

Yuseong spoke in a thin, feminine voice as he begged for forgiveness. From the waiting room, Yeondu walked forward and gently stroked his balls.

"Haaaaack!"

Yeondu lightly scratched his scrotum, then loosened the tightening screw on the humbler. The moment his balls were freed, Yuseong finally managed to stand straight.

"This is the sow’s anal slave, ugh…"

Yuseong’s firm, muscular body was now completely exposed to the villagers. Thanks to Dr. Cho’s intensive hormone treatments, his skin had become soft and smooth. The C-cup breasts created by surgery looked blatantly artificial. Every piercing on his body was thicker and larger than those on the female slaves. Two thick barbell piercings through the glans, a long shaft piercing, and even a series of bars running through the delicate skin of his scrotum made the residents instinctively reach for their own crotches.

His half-erect cock stood proudly forward. It could have pointed straight up to his navel, yet the weight of the accessories kept it at a perfect ninety-degree angle. Clear precum flowed continuously from the tip, glistening under the lights.

The women cried out in disgust and waved their hands, while a few screamed in shock. Yet they all swallowed dryly, brushing their hair behind their ears, unable to look away from Yuseong’s frighteningly large cock.

From behind him, Eju reappeared, guided by the large men. A thick blindfold covered her eyes. Both of her slender arms were locked behind her in an arm-binder, and she wore a pitch-black strap-on dildo harness around her waist. She could see nothing.

"Greet them!"

Slap!

One of the large men mercilessly slapped Eju across the face.

"Haaaaaaa! This one is the flesh toilet mother of the sow’s anal slave. I have returned to show you a lewd mother-and-son show."

Unable to see, she mistakenly faced the wall instead of the audience as she greeted them.

"Uuuugh!"

Yeondu took Eju’s hair from the large man and yanked it violently. The strap-on dildo swung left and right. Yeondu dragged her forward and positioned her behind the kneeling Yuseong.

Yuseong was already in a perfect mounting position, hips pushed back and upper body lowered. The thick, black glans of the strap-on pressed against his anus.

"Shake!"

"Kuuuuugh!"

Yeondu mercilessly yanked on Eju’s right nipple ring as she gave the order. The glistening strap-on dildo spread Yuseong’s equally glistening asshole and drove straight into his rectum in one brutal thrust.

"Aaaah… haaaaa… haaaaa…"

Eju began swinging her hips and ass in large, mechanical strokes. Whenever she pulled back too far and the dildo slipped out, she quickly grabbed it with her hand and shoved it back inside. Each time she did, Yeondu cursed at her and yanked her nipple meat so hard it seemed it would tear.

Even while screaming, Eju did not forget the lines she had been ordered to recite.

"Ah… ah, son, does it feel good? If it feels good, later you must… you must fuck Mommy’s pussy… and my asshole with your cock too!"

"Haaang! Huuuuu… it feels so good, haaaang… I’ll fill Mommy’s pussy and asshole with my cum…"

The filthy mother-son dialogue, delivered in Yuseong’s coquettish, feminine tone, left the residents with an unpleasant taste in their mouths.

"Haa… haa… haaaaaack…"

Yuseong braced himself on the floor with one hand while the other stroked his massive cock.

"Kugh… Master! My Queen! Haaaaaaa…"

"Not yet!"

"Aaaah… please… I’m begging you, Queen, I want to cum…"

Having tasted an intense climax from the stimulation of his anal sphincter and perineum, Yuseong begged to be allowed to ejaculate, but was coldly refused. Yeondu declared he was still far from finished. She grabbed the hair of the puppet-like Eju, who was still swinging her hips, and pulled her off Yuseong, forcing her to her knees.

"Use your mouth."

Eju opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue. Her son’s twenty-centimeter monstrous cock slid all the way to the back of her throat. Soon her chin was covered in a mess of love juice and foamy spit. Clear precum flowed from Yuseong’s urethra like water.

"You may cum now!"

Sluuuuuuurp.

The instant Yeondu gave permission, Yuseong, with his cock pressed against her throat, erupted thick, sticky semen. Eju swallowed every drop as if her life depended on it. She knew Yeondu would not forgive any waste. Using both hands, she licked and sucked up even the semen that had spilled onto her lips and the floor.

I… I want to get fucked by that cock…

With her cute face flushed, Young-eun secretly trembled as she imagined Yuseong’s sharp, feminine features, his perky breasts, and the obscene pussy tattoo engraved on his belly.

I have about ten million won saved in the cooperative… one coin equals a hundred thousand won, so ten visits would be enough… I need to exchange it right now!

Unable to hide her excitement, Young-eun joined the long line forming for currency exchange. The milk-cow slaves and the other slaves watching from the windows had no idea what the long queue outside was for.