Wahaha! Cow, Mare, or Toilet?
Leaving the noisy Yeondu and the residents behind, Sang-gu emerged alone from the auditorium. Two burly men trailed after him, but he ordered them to stay back, saying it was fine. The pony slaves waiting prostrated in the shade scrambled forward on all fours the moment they saw him.
“Huuuugh...”
Sang-gu stepped on Eju’s ass and climbed onto the carriage. The three slaves thrust their buttocks toward him, displaying the chains hooked to their labia rings and the rings piercing their swollen clits.
“I don’t need it! Head for the sports field!”
“Yes! Chairman!”
The carriage lurched forward with the labia chains still fastened to their collars like leashes.
‘Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, tinkle!’
‘Crack!’
“Huuuugh.”
The sight of beautiful Jera running with difficulty, sweat-soaked breasts bouncing heavily, made Sang-gu’s arousal impossible to hide.
‘No matter how many times I look, it’s perfect…’
“Giddyup! Giddyup! Hahaha! Faster, faster!”
‘Crack! Crack!’
Lately Sang-gu found it harder and harder to remember the kind, warm man he used to be. The inner voice that had once screamed this was wrong every time he looked at the slaves had vanished completely.
“Stop in front of the stands!”
The carriage halted. Eunhae’s back, drenched in cold sweat, came into view. Whip marks covered her body in vivid red welts. The deep groove of her spine, narrow waist, and wide pelvis were all chaotically striped with lashes. His gaze dropped to the cleft of her ass where a large silver ring gleamed through her labia. Her buttocks twitched, making the ring quiver.
He stepped down, pressed himself against her from behind, and squeezed her breasts.
“Uuuuugh… uheeeeergh… Chairman… mercy, please… huuugh… please show mercy…”
Her cow ring and clit had been stretched to their limits for over two hours. She had risen and fallen on tiptoe so many times that her toes were cramping. The slightest shift brought searing agony.
Ignoring her pleas, Sang-gu flicked the taut chain attached to her clit with his Zippo lighter.
‘Click! Click! Click!’
“Kwaaaaagh… forgive me!! Chairman…”
“Does it hurt? Yet your cunt is completely soaked. How many times did you cum?”
Sang-gu lit his cigarette and asked calmly.
“Haa… haa! Huu! Huu! I-I don’t know, Chairman… my pussy and nose hurt too much… please forgive me, hahuuuugh…”
‘Click! Click!’
The vibration traveled through the stretched chain.
“Auuuugh, kuaaaagh…”
“I asked how many times. You don’t even know how many times you came?”
Sang-gu stroked her trembling thigh. Sticky nectar coated his palm.
“Kiaaaaagh… t-two times… I came twice, Chairman… hahuuugh…”
Eunhae, shaking so hard she could barely think, blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
“Huuuuu… can’t even pull a carriage properly… and you still managed to cum twice with your pussy while being punished?”
“Auuugh, I’m sorry, please forgive me, Chairman… this worthless meat toilet bitch is just like that!! Please show mercy…”
“Sluuurp… huuuuu… Mercy? No.”
Sang-gu exhaled smoke and pressed the burning ember against the soft inner flesh of her thigh.
“Kwaaaaaaaaagh… haa… haa… haa…”
Her clit and cow ring were yanked even tighter. Her hands, bound behind her, wriggled desperately. There was no escape; whether the cigarette touched her for one second or five, she could neither dodge nor block it. Standing on tiptoe was the only way to endure the pain, so even screaming was difficult. One by one, circular burn marks bloomed across her thighs.
“Haa… haa… kuuuuuuaaaaagh… haa… ah…”
Eunhae writhed on her toes. Her clitoris throbbed as if it would snap.
“Sluuurp, huuuuu… it’ll hurt more if you move. Stay still.”
“Uaaaaagh, huaaa… haa! Haa! M-mercy, Chairman…”
The ember sank into the tender flesh beneath her buttock. Smoke from Sang-gu’s mouth billowed across her face. He twirled the cigarette between his fingers, stamping the glowing coal onto her skin again and again.
“Kiaaaaagh!”
He placed the ember directly in the center of her ass and took a long drag. The dying coal flared, releasing the faint, sickening smell of burning protein.
The nearby pony slaves kept their heads down, praying for Eunhae’s screams to end.
“You’re disqualified as a horse slave… completely useless… a broken toilet bitch… huuuuu.”
Sang-gu whispered the words into her ear while blowing smoke across her face.
“Kuuuugh… C-Chairman!! Anything! I’ll do anything you order! Anything at all… ahuugh, please show mercy!”
The fallen ember rolled against the ring stretching her clit. The swollen, crimson nub looked as if the coal might pierce it at any moment.
“Haaaaaaa! Chairman, anything—uheeeegh!”
‘Shaaa, shaaaaaaaaaa!’
Terror pushed Eunhae into full panic. A hot stream of yellow urine exploded from her urethra.
‘Hissssss!’
The urine extinguished the ember and soaked Sang-gu’s hand.
“Hua… huaaaa! I’m sorry! Chairman… hahuuugh, I’ve committed a sin worthy of death! Please forgive me… auuugh!”
Sang-gu frowned and shook his wet hand.
‘What do I do, I’m going to die… Eunhae is going to die, auuugh…’
‘Chairman, it even splashed on your clothes… this is really bad… we’ll get punished too…’
‘Please… I hope this is just a nightmare… for the Chairman to change this much… it’s worse than the Queen or the Master…’
The pony slaves splashed by Eunhae’s urine trembled in terror. Tears streamed down their faces; snot ran along their cow rings.
Eunhae wore a wretched, pitiful expression as she wailed for mercy and forgiveness.
“Hehehehe… hahahahahahaha! Wahahahahahahaha!”
Sang-gu’s laughter rang out, chilling and loud.
He shoved the urine-soaked hand into Eunhae’s mouth. She sucked and licked with everything she had.
“Huuup… huuup…”
“Slurp… slurp… sluuuurp… churrrrup…”
When he spread his fingers inside her mouth, she licked frantically between every knuckle and sucked each one with desperate reverence. For a brief moment she even forgot the maddening pain in her nasal septum and clit. Enduring the agony of her stretched septum, she moved her head in tiny increments, sucking his left hand like a woman possessed.
“At least you’re not complete trash meat… you suck with real effort, tsk… hehehe.”
Sang-gu withdrew his hand and released the chain attached to her cow ring.
“Aaaaa… huuugh… uuuuuuu… augh…”
A groan escaped at the numb, buzzing pain in her septum after hours of torture.
“I’ll forgive you this once… I alone hold the power to forgive filthy livestock slave bitches. You won’t make this mistake again, will you?”
“Yes, never… never! I will never commit another wrong, Chairman… th-thank you for your mercy, huuugh.”
While stroking her head, Sang-gu also released the chain pulling her clit upward.
“Kuuuuuuugh.”
Eunhae collapsed to her knees. It felt as if a massive callus had been hammered into her clit. A heavy, skin-crawling pain sent violent tremors through the swollen nub. With her hands bound behind her she couldn’t touch it. Even if they had been free, the pain would have made any gentle contact impossible. As the agony in her clit slowly ebbed, the burns on her ass and thighs flared hotter.
When she knelt and her shins pressed together, her buttocks twitched from the burning sting.
“Still, you fall short as a horse slave! From now on, work hard at your assigned labors and serve diligently as a cum toilet!”
“Yes… Chairman… thank you… thank you for your mercy. I’ll do anything you command. Use me however you want, Master—sorry… please forgive me… thank you, Chairman. Huuuuugh.”
Eunhae’s rapid-fire answers spilled out like bullets.
Sang-gu pulled something from the carriage compartment. A thin chain ended in a small wooden ball studded with countless tiny nails. It looked like a silver sea urchin.
“Stand up!”
“Yes! Chairman! I will stand!”
She scrambled to her feet. Sang-gu crouched in front of her, attached the Y-shaped chain to her labia, and let the spiked ball dangle.
“Huuuung… aaa… haaa! Haak!”
When he flicked the hanging chain, the ball swung, nails gently pricking the soft flesh of her inner thighs.
“Wear this for a while as a reminder to reflect!”
“Yes, Chairman, thank you… I will reflect deeply… thank you.”
“Return to the prison on your own!”
Sang-gu stepped on Yuseong’s back to mount the carriage again.
“Depart for the main building! Giddyup!”
The bells rang noisily as the carriage moved off. Eunhae, hands still bound behind her, spread her legs wide and followed in a ridiculous, bow-legged waddle. Red welts on her buttocks continued to swell.
“Min-hui! This is the last time I’ll call you by that name… Once Madam gives you a new one, I’ll follow you every day calling it, hohoho.”
“Acting so arrogant and cold, pretending to be clean, yet your cunt is filthy and black…”
“Exactly, it looks like terrible cold bulgogi!!”
“Wahahaha, perfect… bulgogi! A cold bulgogi pussy glistening with juices like white fat floating on cooled meat!!”
The genitals of the mother and daughters waiting in submissive posture had swollen bright red, turned into smooth, hairless mounds.
Except for a few villagers, no one left. They continued hurling accusations at the three women. The air was thick with a creepy, boiling heat that felt ready to explode into mob violence at any second. Few things were as terrifying as an enraged crowd.
It was a rest day for the cooperative factory. The minimum required work—preparing shipments—was being done by Sang-hui and her daughter.
Yeong-ho, who had sprayed semen onto Hana’s naked body twice, quietly returned to the auditorium.
‘Even Min-hui noona… they’re really going too far… why have the people become so cruel…’
Yeong-ho slipped silently into the crowd.
“Right! Everyone, since they’re livestock slaves now, they should wear appropriate clothes, don’t you think? Bring them!”
At Yeondu’s shout, the burly men brought out the gear: leather dog collars, leather handcuffs and ankle cuffs, and thin harness belts. These were fastened onto Min-hui and her two daughters. Though their naked bodies were handled roughly, Min-hui had no courage to resist or even break her submissive posture. Soon all three had their hands bound tightly behind their backs.
“Ahuuuugh… huuuuuuugh…”
“Madam! Let’s start the Choridolim right away and make them atone!”
“She’s filthier than Sang-hui! Even killing her wouldn’t be enough!!”
The sobs of Min-hui, Yeon-ju, and Yeon-hwa were swallowed by the residents’ roar.
“That’s right! Community members! The Chairman has declared it, so there’s no need to drag this out!”
Yeondu seized Min-hui’s hair in a brutal grip.
“You were all curious how slaves get pierced, weren’t you? Let’s go to the main building together right now!”
“Aaaaaaaaagh!”
Yeondu dragged Min-hui forward by her hair. The frail woman curled her naked body as tightly as she could and stumbled after her. Her two young daughters, Yeon-ju and Yeon-hwa, were likewise grabbed by the burly men and hauled along without mercy. Angry villagers surrounded them, spitting curses and insults as they followed.
No one laid a hand on the three or the other livestock slaves. There was no need for secret training; for those who had fallen to the level of livestock, not even a moment’s grace was necessary.
“Auuuugh, hahuuuugh, please!! Please, I will serve even harder as a livestock slave. Ahuuugh… at least spare my two daughters… their futures are still… auuugh!”
When Min-hui wailed, Yeondu shook her head violently like a rat caught by the neck and clamped a hand over her mouth.
“You passed on your blood, so they’re bitches just like you! Dirty traitorous bitches!”
“You stayed quiet all this time and now you’re spouting nonsense! You’re worse than the milk boys or the cum-toilet boys!!”
“Yeah, only your family matters? What matters is whether a crime was committed!!”
The heat surrounding the three naked women grew even fiercer. The crowd closed in like hardcore fans mobbing three superstars. Residents slapped and pinched their breasts and asses. Countless hands reached in, yanking nipples and roughly kneading breasts. The burly men and Yeondu made no move to stop them. The short path they had walked countless times felt unbearably long today.