Slave Market (10)
Slave Market (10)
A few days ago, in the basement.
The broker opened the door to the secret room. As soon as the door swung open, hot steam billowed out like sand dunes. The broker held up a lantern to check on Muk Seo-ah's condition.
He had left her there for a total of four days. For an ordinary person, that would have been enough time to turn into an idiot or go insane.
Illuminated by the lantern light, the woman's body was twitching faintly. Muk Seo-ah's head was thrown back in a state of unconsciousness. Even after the broker removed her blindfold and gag, she didn't recognize him.
"Hey, snap out of it."
"Ugh... Hng..."
The broker lightly slapped her cheeks a couple of times. Muk Seo-ah's head lolled powerlessly.
He removed the rag from the ceiling that had been dripping the aphrodisiac. It took her a good while to finally snap out of the lingering afterglow of pleasure.
A hazy light flickered in her eyes. The broker realized that Muk Seo-ah had softened up considerably.
The sharp, defiant reactions were gone. Her speech had turned quite fragile, subtly obedient. The words she spat were still rebellious, but her attitude had softened just a touch.
"Any remnants left?"
"Th-there's no way..."
"Good. No choice then. See you in two days."
"W-wait a second!"
Muk Seo-ah cried out urgently. The broker chuckled as he let candle wax drip. When it hit her smooth abdomen, she stifled a scream and arched her back.
"Hnggg... Haa haa!"
"Last chance. If you keep your mouth shut this time, I'll leave you here for over a month. Spill about the remnants."
"Hng, ugh. Wait. Just wait."
Muk Seo-ah twisted her waist.
She had never held back orgasm for so long. Escaping this would take quite some time for her. If they gave her just an hour, she could rip the steel apart with sheer strength and bolt, but every drop of aphrodisiac drained her body of power and sent her into convulsions.
Huang Ga-bi had been captured. With Muk Seo-ah restrained, the only one left who could act was Cheong-ui Gongja.
If even he got caught, a quick escape was out of the question. If too much time passed, maybe she could get out someday...
'...I want to go.'
If it came to that, it'd be a very long time. Maybe months.
Until she thrashed enough to snap the steel rings and break free. She'd have to endure the maddening aphrodisiac drops controlling her orgasms one by one.
Muk Seo-ah's lips twitched. While she agonized, the broker's hand moved toward her pussy.
He shoved fingers into her soaking, messy slit and rubbed.
Splurt.
Two fingers slid effortlessly between her legs. He tickled the swollen vaginal walls with them, tapping lightly.
The moment Muk Seo-ah threw her head back, the broker shoved the gag into her mouth.
"Haaaak! Hnggh! Uguuugh?! Uggh!!"
"You look like you've got a lot on your mind. Even if it's not you, I can just interrogate that male exorcist bastard. Think he can hold out as long as you? Why not just spill it nice and easy? I've told you a bunch of times I'd let you go."
Squelch squelch. The broker moved his fingers, then scraped the vaginal wall as he pulled them out.
Sploooosh, a basin's worth of sticky fluid gushed from Muk Seo-ah's pussy. The pleasure cut off right before climax. Without even catching her breath from the trembling, the broker smeared antidote to the aphrodisiac on her quivering cheek.
"Drink this medicine and you can cum right away. Spill it. Who else is left."
Pleasure scorched her brain. Muk Seo-ah couldn't think. Even trying to recall something, nothing came to mind but the word 'I want to go.'
Muk Seo-ah stuck her tongue out. Her vision went white, her mind blanked.
'If Cheong-ui Gongja gets caught...'
That'd be dangerous.
In this world, women got off with sexual torture, but men faced no mercy. Youkai didn't keep male exorcists alive nicely.
They might chop off his limbs and kill him right away. If Muk Seo-ah talked, Cheong-ui Gongja's life would be in danger.
Still...
'If I save him, it'd be fine, right?'
I'm super strong, after all.
She could rescue him before he got in real danger. Just once. If she went just once, then really pulled herself together and did things right from there.
Muk Seo-ah couldn't answer easily. Some weird rationalization crept into her thoughts.
She couldn't tell if it was sound judgment or just dumb ideas from being tormented too much. Her head was swimming; she didn't know anything. She just felt the pleasure spreading blankly through her whole body.
"Hey. Wake up."
"Uh...?"
Muk Seo-ah realized she'd blacked out for a bit. She'd passed out thinking about Cheong-ui Gongja. Her body was so overheated that her consciousness cut out now and then.
The broker reached for her pussy again.
Twitch. His touch hadn't even arrived yet, but her pussy quivered lightly and squirted love juices.
"What the hell is this? You some kind of pervert bitch?"
"D-don't touch me. I'll fucking kill you-"
"You fucking female sex slave, quit thinking so hard. Just do what you're told. No judgments. If you can't pick, I'll help you."
The broker picked up the rag soaked in aphrodisiac. It was the thing that had been dripping from the ceiling onto Muk Seo-ah's clit.
He started mercilessly rubbing between her legs with the drenched rag.
Violent stimulation pierced through her entire body.
"Hngaaa! Ahk, haaet! Hyaaauk!!"
"Spill it, you sex slave bitch! How many more are left!"
"I-I'll talk! I will, so! Aaang! Stop, haat?! Quit it! Ha, haahek! One! One pershon!"
"Who is it! Name that fucker, you goddamn bitch!!"
"Hagggh, hek. Aheheuk-"
Muk Seo-ah passed out.
Her body, squirting and convulsing, calmed down. But the broker didn't stop rubbing her pussy with the rag.
When Muk Seo-ah woke again, she felt the rag rapidly chafing her pussy. The aphrodisiac-soaked rag tormented her hyper-sensitive folds.
Sensitivity six times over. Indescribable pleasure exploded through her body.
"Like passing out mid-climax, huh? You fucking slave bitch."
"Hngguk."
Muk Seo-ah blacked out in an instant.
A few minutes later, she opened her eyes again. The broker didn't stop the fondling. The rag dripped with love juices and squirt.
Over hours, she repeated fainting and waking. With a hoarse voice, she unconsciously muttered.
"Ch-Cheong-ui Gongja..."
"What?"
"Hek."
Muk Seo-ah lost consciousness again. Her whole body convulsed like she'd been electrocuted.
The broker stopped the rubbing and slapped her pussy to wake her.
"Hahat?!"
"What'd you say?"
"Ah, haa... Hng...!"
"Quit feeling it up and answer. Who? If you don't talk, I'll rub you again."
"Cheong-ui Gongja! The guy in the hood! I told you, so stop...!"
Muk Seo-ah shouted desperately without thinking.
It was an instinctive reaction. The moment she said it, she was shocked herself and tried to cover her mouth, but her steel-bound hands just clanked uselessly.
The broker grinned ear to ear.
"Kuhahaha! What's with the sudden polite speech? Trying to act cute like you wanna be a sex slave? I haven't even taught you to use honorifics yet?"
"You fuck! I'm really gonna kill you!"
"Good girl. Here's your reward. I'll let you go."
He poured antidote into the liquor bottle he'd brought. Muk Seo-ah's face went pale. She could automatically picture what came next.
"Don't!"
"Really? You'll feel fucking amazing. Isn't that what you wanted? Oh well. Can't help it. Too bad, but gotta scrap you."
The broker poured the liquor over Muk Seo-ah's swollen breasts. The booze mixed with aphrodisiac antidote trickled down her nipples and cleavage.
Liquor pooled in her collarbone and navel.
Glug glug glug, the booze poured out completely. Muk Seo-ah panted raggedly, eyes fixed on the liquor.
The broker smirked at her expression.
"Stop..."
"Stop what?"
"I said stop..."
"So what exactly?"
Muk Seo-ah bit her lip. With her flushed red face, she spat a crawling voice laced with hot breath.
"You can put it in... just don't waste it."
"You said no earlier?"
"Shut up. Don't get the wrong idea. I can endure it, that's why I said put it in. It's not like I wanna go or anything..."
"Too late, you dumb bitch."
Drip. The last drop of liquor fell on her nipple.
The bottle was empty. The antidote-laced booze had all flowed down her breasts and belly to the floor.
Without realizing it, Muk Seo-ah's lips quivered, her face ashen as she let out an instinctive sigh.
"Ah. Aaa...!"
"Would've been so nice if you'd been honest. Hilarious. Parading your pride while looking like a bitch in heat. Hey, get it together. Still don't grasp your situation, you slut? You still think you're some exorcist?"
The broker leaned close to her face. He blindfolded her teary eyes.
Just the loss of vision had her in full heat, squirting juices. The broker gagged her panting, tongue-lolling mouth.
"You're already a sex slave."
He whispered in her ear before plugging it with earplugs. While tickling her collarbone with his hand, he brushed off the pooled liquor.
"Polite speech suits you well. Think about how to beg pretty until I come back. If you beg enough to satisfy me... well, we'll see then."
He hung the rag back on the ceiling.
A mix of her love juices and aphrodisiac dripped from the end like water droplets.
He aimed the falling drops right at her clit. Before leaving, the broker shoved fresh aphrodisiac into her pussy. He never forgot to replenish it before it wore off.
He fitted earplugs on the restrained Muk Seo-ah and left the secret room.
Behind him came sobbing cries. Every drop made the woman flail and wail in agony.
The broker savored all the sounds like music and returned to the secret room a week later.
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"What do I do? Sorry about this. Got caught up tormenting the other bitches and forgot. Accidentally left you for a whole week."
A lie. The broker stood in the secret room with his cock massively swollen.
He'd taken off his pants. He placed his stinking dick on Muk Seo-ah's dazed face. She looked unconscious, but her body automatically squirted.
Now she could squirt just from the smell, no stimulation needed. Her face was blankly expressionless, but her hips bucked, craving climax.
Pathetic sight. The broker couldn't hold back his laughter.
He dangled the antidote-laced liquor. He placed the bottle on her lower belly and said.
"Hey, you horny bitch. Keep bucking like that and you'll spill all the booze."
"Hng. Hnggg... Uhehek...!"
The bottle's weight pressed her lower belly. It wasn't heavy at all. But even that slight pressure on her womb had Muk Seo-ah instinctively trying to buck her hips.
She held back. She had to endure the convulsions wracking her body.
If she spilled all the booze again, who knew how long until next time.
"Ten... nine... eight..."
The broker was counting.
Ten seconds. Just hold out ten seconds. The convulsions spread stronger through her whole body. Urine leaked from her pussy. She spurted squirt and piss.
Tears streamed as she gritted her teeth, suppressing the tremors.
"Hhehek, hek...! Haaaa...!"
"Three... two..."
Please. Just one more second!
That's when it happened. The broker stopped counting.
"What're you doing? Hold it."
"Haaaang!!"
Her back arched in a curve. Her whole body shook, knocking the bottle down.
Crash! It shattered on the floor, spilling all the antidote-laced booze.
"Haaaak! Hng, hhehek! Haaeut!"
"Aw. Too bad. Just a bit more and it'd have been ten seconds. Oh well. Wait till I come back. Just think about how to beg to become a sex slave."
"Stop! P-please! Aa, no more! Hng, let me go please!"
Muk Seo-ah shook her head, convulsing. With teary eyes, she begged desperately.
Only then did the broker grin and pull out a hidden new bottle. A bright light shone on Muk Seo-ah's face.
"Haa...!"
"You wanna go?"
"Y-yes!"
"You're gonna be a slave, right?"
"Yes, let me go please! I'll do anything! Please...! Please!"
"Good girl."
The broker shoved the bottle neck into her pussy. Antidote-mixed booze gushed inside.
"Haa, haaaang!"
"Oh. Forgot to mention one thing. I said I'd let you go, not release you. Keep cumming till I get back and mull over just how slutty a slave you are."
"Y-yes...? Yes? Wait. Wait a sec! That's-!"
The antidote and booze seeped deep into her pussy.
The aphrodisiac was slowly melting away. She could feel it. Something big was coming.
Wave-like pleasure surged in. A terrifyingly intense climax, all the ones she'd held back, hit at once.
"Hngaaa! Haaa, hiauhut?! Aaaa-!"
He'd hung the rag on the ceiling. Droplets plinked onto her swollen clit. He blindfolded the climaxing Muk Seo-ah.
This time, no gag or earplugs. Leaving her to scream her throat raw, the broker left the secret room.
Three days later, he returned.
In the stuffy, ripened air of the secret room, a top-grade sex slave was complete.