#69 Sixty-nine slave, that's your ego now!

Even when Lee Yong-han went to prison, Sohee had no intention of breaking off her relationship with him.

My boyfriend's words about being possessed by a ghost didn't sound right, but I believed him.

Isn’t he an extraordinary man to Sohee?

I sympathized with him because I thought he had a brief mental problem with his extraordinary brain.

Rather, I blamed myself for not being able to stop my boyfriend from leaving the motel that day.

But their relationship ended at their first meeting with him. 

 

Sohee was sitting opposite Lee Yong, with the iron bars between them.

People around him easily guessed this based on his attitude toward Sohee, but

She was shocked by her boyfriend's confession.

 

"lie...... You're doing this to get rid of me. I will never leave you! “I believe that you are innocent!”

 

“Fuck you you bitch! It's all because of you, you fucking bitch!

The unlucky bitch has the presumption to cling to someone!

I don't want to have a room-battery bitch by my side! Hehehe!”

 

“Brother... I'll come back later. Because you must be having a hard time right now...”

 

“Don’t come, you slut!”

 

“.......”

 

“You’re a bitch who doesn’t understand the subject, huh? Do you think I was even remotely serious about you?

You were just a free dick!

Filthy bitch! Something was sinister, you fucking slut!

It's definitely because of you! You brought that damned ghost! “Your father committed suicide. It’s ominous!”

 

사귀면서 겪은 극단적인 S성향, 도가 넘는 성적 요구들......

Unusual taste of lifting up one's skirt and showing off one's girlfriend's pussy in front of one's successor in the military...

 

Sohee didn't like all that insulting behavior either.

Who could love that kind of attitude from a boyfriend?

However, he tolerated it, thinking it was a genius man's unique sexual preference.

 

I could easily tolerate something like that.

What I heard just now was more despairing than all the obscene remarks and sexual profanity.

“W-what are you talking about...? “Oppa, I’ll talk to you later.”

 

“Don’t come, bitch! The stone-headed bitch doesn’t understand what to say!

I was going to play around with it and throw it away when I was discharged, but it was already too late, bitch!

Fuck it, the visitation is over! I won't meet a room slut like this!

You say you're not in the right grade!

You poor prostitute who grew up without a mother or father! “Go sell your pussy, you idiot!”

 

He stood up, glaring with contempt and disgust in his eyes.

The guard shook his head and took him away.

"miss? What a nice and pretty girl. “Why did you date a guy like that?”

 

The guard clicked his tongue and asked, but Sohee did not answer.

There was no sound in her ears now.

 

His unconventional breakup notice was not just a simple breakup notice.

To Sohee, he was her father's alter ego whose memory had been corrected.

The father who abandoned me,

 

The sacred being that she had decorated with all kinds of lies in her fantasies was destroyed.

feeling abandoned,

It was her hidden wound and it hurt so much when touched.

'okay...... I'm a dirty slut... pup.......'

 

She grinned.

 

Like a woman who has lost her mind...

 

Her life was over.

 

You will continue to live as long as your body is alive, but life without any hope is worse than death.

 

***

 

Sohee believed herself to be a slut,

That's how it was made.

I quit the hair salon without a word,

The money he had saved for use was spent on enjoying all kinds of luxuries and debauchery.

When I worked in a room for a short time before, I didn't sleep with guests even though I could make a lot of money.

However, now that she has returned to being a room girl, she has accepted all the men's requests.

They even allowed street thugs to bully them in the alleys in exchange for a small amount of money.

He dabbled in drugs and even gambled.

Be ruined! Be more broken!

Her anger and desire for vengeance against fate targeted only herself.

- You're broken, you slut! Sigh~!

The sadistic man's words while eating her caused her pleasure.

- You're broken, you slut....

These were what Sohee said to herself while looking in the mirror.

- Broken, fucking whore, bitch! Hee hee~!

I moved from salon to salon and took on debt I couldn't afford.

Then, he was noticed by the manager of the panty room, the secret palace of the rich.

He paid off all of Sohee's debts and continued her life as a prostitute in the panty room.

Now all her debt was to Panty Room,

All the money from the body belonged to the room.

The only thing she could take away was the tip she received directly from the customer, but that alone was more than three times that of the previous room salon.

But no matter how much money you made, it was a contract that had no choice but to get sucked further and further into the gutter.

Without even realizing it, the debt grew like a mountain.

The interest rate gradually increased and reached 50%.

It was a ridiculous contract, but she didn't care at all.

[If you fail to repay more than 30% of the money by the due date, I swear that you will become a sex slave in the panty room.]

Even though she had caused the autograph herself, she didn't know.

5 o'clock in the morning,

I was so tired that it was time to change my clothes and get ready for work.

The prostitutes who were still free put the money they received as tips in a sack and went out in triumph.

Sohee also headed to the exit with a bag of money.

“Prepare for the return of slaves!”

A man holding a gray baseball bat shouted.

It was a sight I saw every time I left work.

The girls, known as sold-out girls, rushed over and lined up in a row.

He looked more agile and nervous than the soldiers at the training center.

“Knock! You bitches!”

When the command is given, the women quickly take off their clothes.

Leave your long hair loose and not leave a single thread behind.

Spread your legs and raise your hands up.

Open your mouth wide, stick out your tongue, and undergo a physical examination.

The employee was inside the women's breasts, mouths, armpits, hair, etc.

I had him bend over and inspected the inside of his anus.

Nothing is allowed to slaves except their bodies.

All money received as tips must be returned.

The clothes and accessories they wear to work, as well as their bodies, are all owned by the room salon~

“You disciplined the bitches very well? I like it! I’ll let you sleep well today. Go up to your dorm!”

The women fell down in a single row with their swords pointed at each other.

He was tied with a leash like a gulbi, and his wrists and ankles were fastened with chains.

The women who had been trained harshly obeyed without even turning their heads to the side.

If you act the other way or do something foolish, the baton will be thrown at you.

The baseball bat the man was holding was an electric stun gun.

A tool for corporal punishment without leaving marks on the skin.

Because their bodies were a well-selling product.

The electric current from the baton does not cause a person to faint.

That makes the slaves even more afraid.

They remember the horror of the discipline baton they received during the training period.

No one dares to run away from here or show signs of dissatisfaction.

Any prostitute who has completed a week-long training course,

You accept the slave self.

Beatings and torture,

Obedience training without giving you time to think,

The stinging discipline rod dominates them.

There is only one hope to escape from this place,

Since it is being completely sold to a new owner, we are proactive in providing services even if we don't get any money.

The women crawled in rows and shouted.

- We are slaves who obey our master and do not rebel!

When the woman standing in the front row is grabbed by the leash and dragged away, about 50 other women are dragged along by the connected chain.

The woman who was twisting her legs or staggering around quickly straightened her posture while looking at the employee's notice.

The procession of complete women entered the secret passage.

The passage was nothing more than a narrow hole about a meter high in diameter.

I can't even straighten my back.

The road leads up a steep hill and turns to the left.

The 2nd, 3rd, and 4th floors of the building. To the place where the slaves lived...

Sohee climbed the stairs after watching the miserable sight of the women.

Room girls who still have freedom see sex slaves every day,

They didn't believe that it would happen.

Sohee was the same.

All I wanted to do was buy drugs with the money I earned today, then go home and inject myself with a syringe.

“Where are you going?”

“Yes?”

A male employee stopped her.

“Stop, you crazy bitch!”

He snatched the bag of money from Sohee’s hand.

“Why are you doing this? The money I received as a tip is mine!”

“Bitch, are you out of your mind?”

“What?”

“Pull up your skirt. Pull down your panties.”

“Work time is over! If you want to see my pussy, give me money...”

Woah!

She was hit on the cheek and staggered.

The employee placed the tablet he was holding on Sohee's vagina.

Tidig~!

The women who work here have microchips implanted right above their pussies.

“Don’t you know that your identity has changed? Hehe~”

He showed the screen.

[Lee So-hee, 23]

[Identity: Slave No. 69]

[Uncompleted taming course]

“That can’t be possible... All the money I spent selling my body every day went into it...”

“Did you think that huge debt was being paid off with the money you sold your bitch’s body? You stupid bitch? Haha.”

“Ha, give me just one day... Then I can borrow money from somewhere else...”

“You’re being damned! Go down to the teaching assistant’s room on the 4th floor!”

“You can pay it back tomorrow!”

“The deadline is over, and even if we give them more time, how will you repay this money?

You had a lot of fun without even realizing how much debt you were racking up, right?

Don't worry. You see slave bitches every day.

Once you get used to it, it will be worth it.”

‘If you don’t run away now, you won’t be able to run away!’

Sohee squeezed past the man.

“Crazy bitch!”

“Aaaak!”

As if he had expected it in advance, he easily grabbed the hair.

“Everyone is like this. It’s hard to accept at first?

Get down! “I will definitely guide you so that you can adapt comfortably.”

***

Sohee was taken to the 4th basement floor.

This is a place where high-intensity SM services are provided.

There was a prison-like interior and various torture tools lined up, and the lighting was dark.

However, this is not a place where actual torture or assault occurs.

Sometimes men with violent tastes actually assault women,

If the severity is severe, you will be politely restrained by staff.

However, the iron window in the corner of the 4th floor,

Once you pass through that door, true sadistic taming takes place.

[Slave Discipline Room]

There was a nameplate attached to the iron window.

“Go in!”

He kicked Sohee in the back.

“Black!”

The men inside turned around at once.

“What is it?”

“It’s number 69!”

“Where did this fucker go and come back now?”

“She’s a drug addict. I caught her trying to leave without knowing that the deadline had passed.”

My legs were shaking.

It was an oppressive atmosphere that I had never felt while working as a prostitute.

I thought I had given up on life,

It seemed like maybe not.

Seeing how scared I am of what will happen in the future...

“This guy is number one in sales. Stop being cocky.”

The man who brought her disappeared whistling.

Sohee was not the only woman to be tamed.

Two naked women were being trained while surrounded by discipline officers.

I don't know what happened before Sohee came, but they were both in a hurry.He seemed to be in good spirits.

There were shoe prints on his stomach and chest, and both cheeks were red and swollen.

The women stood in an immovable posture, holding a pole with both hands.

There were two chains attached to the pole,

The clamp attached to the end of the chain was biting the nipple.

The chain held by the nipple was tight.

Even though I know I'm being pulled upward,

The women straightened their elbows and lifted the bar as high as they could.

“Aha, you’re Sohee? I heard you’re popular?”

“Yes...”

“Aren’t you giving me a straight answer?”

“Ha.... Yes....”

“Are you arrogant? Are you scared? Haha. I like it.

It's more fun to tame stubborn kids like you.

Let’s take off our clothes. Exciting discipline time!”

Sohee took off her clothes, trembling.

The man spoke to the two women who were being punished.

“You guys were like this an hour ago too, right? Haha. Aren’t you raising your hands properly?”

When the discipline baton was held out, the women raised their hands to tear off their nipples.

(I will absolutely obey!)

The blood that had accumulated on the nipples is flowing out.

“Ugh!”

“Listen more!”

“I will obey, Disciplinarian! Black!”

He pulled on the taut chain mercilessly.

“Squeak!”

“Did you make a sound?”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry...”

“Open your mouth!”

“Ha! I was wrong! Please forgive me! Ugh! Please...”

The woman knelt down and cried.

“I told you to open your mouth? You didn’t obey?”

“Ugh~! Please...”

“Take a break!”

The woman shed tears and folded her hands behind her back.

“Let me show you what happens if you don’t listen, okay? Don’t open your mouth.”

He grabbed the woman's chin and thrust the tip of the baton into her.

“Wow!”

“Look at how my mouth is expanding? Haha.”

“Whoop! Whoop!”

My jaw dropped open, and drool flowed out.

Sohee was unhooking her bra with trembling hands.

“It’s going to take all day to take off your clothes, right? Look carefully! If you do that, this is what happens without exception!”

Jjijijijik!

“Fuuuuuup!”

The woman's neck and arms were twisted at strange angles.

He was unable to make a sound and had a seizure, exposing the whites of his eyes. 

She stopped the game and fell to the floor only after pulling the baton out of her mouth.

“Are you afraid? Stand up.”

“Ha... yes, yes... I will obey...”

She stood up unsteadily and pulled the chain tighter than before.

“Huh? What the fuck? Haha!”

The disciplinarians treated SoheeI was laughing while watching.

Her panties got wet,

Yellow water flowed down my thighs.

“Does this bitch pee?”

“Are you tired of being nervous?”

“Are you the type of person who needs corporal punishment first to relieve tension? Get down! You pee and dirty bitch!”

Looks like I'm already full of fear,

Her body moved on its own.

“I guess you got the sense? When I saw you fall down?”

“Huh~!”

The man rubbed his pussy with the discipline stick.

“Because it’s your first corporal punishment. Let’s go hot. Pussy feels more thrilling and better than mouth, right?

Hey, take off your panties. “I don’t know if I want to go in?”

‘No.... Hmm... No.......’

The cold bat is caressing the pussy hole.

Even in my fearful state, love juice began to accumulate in my excited pussy.

I wanted to stand up and run away right away, but I couldn't move.

Fear was speaking to her.

‘Obey your master, slave bitch!’