24-95

EP.95: Punishment (Part 1) 

As I got into Jung-su's car, leaving my mother behind, I didn't want to think about anything anymore. The worries I had been hiding seemed pointless, and while I felt relieved, a part of me still felt uneasy. 

Jung-su and Il-ho, despite their appearance, seemed to have been tense, but they relaxed as they enjoyed the strong wind blowing through the window. 

The cool breeze entering my vagina made the sticky fluid inside dry up, giving me a refreshing feeling. 

"What will happen to me now?" 

As I pondered this, the wind swept away my anxious thoughts, and before I knew it, we arrived at Jung-su's house. 

When we entered the parking lot, I instinctively closed my legs upon seeing people, but my ankles were tied to the headrests, so I couldn't. 

I covered my face with my hand, which had been fondling my nipples, to avoid being recognized. 

"I'll get the luggage. You go in with 4-ho first." 

"Okay~" 

The restraints on my ankles were released, and I followed Il-ho into Jung-su's house. 

The familiar living room greeted me, but the air was thick with the smell of cigarettes and trash, hinting at my impending situation. 

Il-ho went into his room without a word, and Jung-su entered soon after, carrying luggage. 

"4-ho, come here." 

Jung-su sat on the sofa and called me over. 

As I stood before him, he started punching my abdomen with his fists. 

"Uh! Ugh! Grrr...!!" 

"Lean back and come forward. Get back to your original position!" 

"Uh... Ugh... Ahh..." 

The punches grew stronger, and no matter how hard I tensed my stomach, I couldn't endure them. 

"Uh... I'm sorry... Ugh..." 

Jung-su then pulled out a marker from his pocket and handed it to me. 

"You know what to do. Mark your body to show how much of a fool you are." 

"Yes... thank you." 

I went to a corner and began marking my body with obscene words and phrases. It was easier this time, having done it before. 

I decorated my body with even more vulgar terms. 

Meanwhile, Il-ho and Jung-su started discussing their plans. 

"Well, she'll definitely come looking for us..." 

"Yeah, but what if she brings the police?" 

"That won't happen. We have those photos, so she won't dare. We just need to avoid her as much as possible." 

"Why? If she's a masochist, won't she get more excited seeing this?" 

"It's not about that. Right now, she needs to realize her place. That's your specialty, so do it when I give the signal. It seems like she'll become obedient quickly if pushed." 

"Hahaha! I'm already excited." 

"Come here when you're done." 

As Jung-su called me over, Il-ho burst into laughter upon seeing me. 

While listening to their conversation, I continued marking my body until it was fully covered. 

"Let Il-ho finish it. 4-ho, assume the basic pose." 

Il-ho began writing obscene insults and phrases on my back, buttocks, and thighs, calling me a "foolish masochistic animal." He even painted my nipples black. 

"Assume the punishment pose!" 

Without hesitation, I turned my buttocks toward Il-ho, and the graffiti continued onto my anus and surrounding areas. 

As Il-ho finished and slapped my buttocks, I remained still, waiting for the next command. 

"Get up." 

"Four!" 

Looking at Jung-su with a flushed face, he handed me a beer mug. 

It was the same mug used at Ye-bin's karaoke bar, where I had sold my body. The semen had dried onto the mug, and it was covered in unknown dust from being in the car trunk. 

"You need to be punished for not introducing yourself properly today. Now, go out and fill this mug." 

"Uh... okay..." 

"Don't waste time. You need to hurry." 

As I hesitated, Il-ho pushed me out the door. 

He tossed me a pair of slippers and said: 

"Make sure you don't get caught by the police. If you don't want to sleep on the streets, come back before we sleep. Good luck~!!" 

The door closed behind me, and I stared at it blankly. 

It was around noon. 

Filling the mug was no easy task, even when I had sold my body all day. The thought of begging for semen on the streets, almost naked, made my mind reel. 

The first place that came to mind was Ye-bin's karaoke bar. It was nearby, and if I was lucky, I might be able to sell my body and collect semen. 

With hope in my heart, I put on the slippers Il-ho had given me and headed out, looking around cautiously. 

The slippers were too big, making a clomping sound with each step, and I feared they would fall off if I walked too quickly. 

As I stepped outside, my heart felt like it would burst. It was the first time I had been out alone, naked, in broad daylight. 

Jung-su's house was in a red-light district, so there weren't many people around at this time, but I could still run into someone. 

Walking around almost naked was insane. Even though my embarrassing moments had been shared online, exposing myself in public was a different story altogether. 

After checking that no one was around, I focused on keeping the slippers on my feet and sprinted toward the building across the street. 

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding 

The bells attached to my clitoris rang out as I ran. 

I successfully entered the dilapidated building and caught my breath as I climbed the stairs. 

My vaginal fluid had dripped down my thighs, making them wet. 

"Ah... I want to have sex soon..." 

Fortunately, Ye-bin's place was open, and I entered cautiously. 

"Welcome, ah... Oh ho ho ho! Hanna! What's with your state? Ahahahaha! You're really messed up!" 

"Uh... " 

"Ha... it's nice to see you after a while. What's going on? Why are you here?" 

Ye-bin greeted me warmly, and I felt relieved, asking: 

"Can I sell my body like last time? Please..." 

This was something no ordinary woman would ask a friend, but I wasn't concerned with that. I was a creature who had given up being human, as written on my body. 

"Ah, yeah... Hanna... no, 4-ho." 

"Yes?" 

As I fiddled with the beer mug, Ye-bin's demeanor changed when she called me 4-ho instead of Hanna. I looked up, startled. 

Ye-bin slapped my cheek hard. 

"Is this where you come to have sex? You think I should find customers for you because you want to masturbate? You're a foolish slut, and you're taking advantage of my kindness. Have you gone crazy? Answer me!" 

"Ahh... sorry... ahh..." 

"That's not an apologetic attitude? You look pleased, don't you? You're dripping vaginal fluid every time I twist your nipple. Are you excited because of this state? What man would use you? You're slower than grabbing a stray dog. You come to my shop like this, and I'm fed up!" 

Ye-bin's voice turned hysterical as she twisted my nipple piercing and let go. 

I knelt down, apologizing profusely, my head bowed to Ye-bin's feet. 

"Uh... I'm really sorry... I was wrong... Sorry!!" 

"What are you sorry for?" 

Ye-bin's anger seemed to subside slightly as she asked, her foot still on my neck. 

"I'm sorry for coming without permission... for being a masochistic slut who drips vaginal fluid when my nipples are twisted... for making unreasonable requests... I'm a disgusting fool, worse than an animal!!" 

As I apologized, wiggling my buttocks, my vaginal fluid flowed uncontrollably. 

"Assume the punishment pose if you want forgiveness." 

Ye-bin removed her foot from my neck, and I quickly got into the punishment pose. 

"Wow, you're really wet. Crazy girl." 

Thwack- 

"One! Sorry!" 

Thwack! 

"Two!! Sorry!" 

Thwack! 

"Three!!! Sorry!!" 

The punishment grew more intense, and after ten strikes, I was forgiven. 

Ye-bin, her hand numb from hitting me, spoke in a softer tone: 

"Leave before the customers arrive." 

"Yes... thank you..." 

As I left the karaoke bar, my buttocks were red and swollen, with clear handprints. 

The only hope I had, Ye-bin, had unexpectedly scolded me and kicked me out. I stumbled down the stairs, dazed. 

Now, I had nowhere to go and no idea what to do.