episode_0018

As Jang Il’s words came to an end, a severe pain, as if a sharp blade was piercing through his brain, struck him.

It felt like his skull was splitting open and his brain was being shattered into pieces.

His vision turned red and blurry.

He wanted to scream in agony, but he couldn’t make a sound, as if he had become mute.

Sticky saliva dripped from his gaping mouth.

The excruciating pain made it difficult for him to even think about anything.

His thoughts were disjointed.

No…

I can’t…

I’d rather die…

I’m sorry, Cheong-ah…

This mother…

Even in the midst of the intense pain, she tried to move her paralyzed body to cut off her pulse and end her life.

Somehow, she felt a faint pulse moving.

With that level of pulse, there was no problem in cutting it off and committing suicide.

Just as she was about to cut off her pulse, her movements froze like a broken doll.

“….”

The pain disappeared as if washed away.

Her mind cleared up and a strange sensation ran through her body for the first time.

Her thoughts quickly processed the current situation.

What am I doing right now…?

Yeon Soo-rin was startled by her own actions.

A slave’s life belongs entirely to the owner, so she had no right to end her own life.

But she had acted like a foolish, uneducated slave.

For committing such a sin, she should rightfully beg for forgiveness from her owner.

Terrified, she hurriedly bowed before Jang Il.

And then she realized that her wrists and ankles were bound.

Instinctively, she raised her internal energy and cut the ropes.

Unlike before, the pulse moved freely.

Yeon Soo-rin knelt down and pressed her forehead to the ground.

It was a gesture of extreme humility, never seen even by her benefactor and master, Lord Hwang Bo-pyeong.

“I’m sorry, master. This foolish slave girl has committed a grave mistake. I will never make a mistake again. Please forgive me.”

Watching Yeon Soo-rin’s changed demeanor, Jang Il smiled with pleasure.

It was a voice filled with absolute loyalty.

When he recalled the implications with an emotionless voice, a different sense of conquest stimulated his senses.

The perfect sense of control and accomplishment made Jang Il feel content.

Now, she would feel no strangeness or discomfort and would obey orders.

To others, she was a cold woman of the martial world.

But to me, she will open her eyes wide and tremble.

Jang Il playfully remarked.

“Innermost.”

“What? Ah!”

When did she have such unnecessary things on her? If the master desires, she should show her vulgar undergarments and expose her crude private parts at any time, but such things would only be a hindrance.

Yeon Soo-rin grimaced and quickly removed the undergarments and garters, throwing them away.

But now, she noticed dirty drops of urine trickling down her legs.

She looked back and saw the floor soaked with urine.

“Oh no?”

Yeon Soo-rin’s face turned pale.

A slave who couldn’t even control her urine properly.

She felt embarrassed and ashamed.

Desperately, she crawled towards the urine-soaked floor, intending to clean it up with her tongue, but Jang Il stopped her.

“Stop.”

She probably didn’t think she would already be soiling the entrance hole so many times today.

There was no reason to dirty it further.

Jang-il raised his body and smacked Ewharin’s buttocks with his palm.

“Clean up the urine with your tongue.”

“···Yes··· Master··· A celestial maiden must clean up the urine with her tongue······.”

Immediately obeying Jang-il’s command, Ewharin crawled on the urine-soaked floor.

Bowing her head, she hesitated for a moment before starting to lick up the dirty urine like a pig.

It was an unimaginable sight for her usually neat personality, which paid no attention to even the smallest speck of dust.

Dunbu was sticking out in the air, exposing the middle-aged woman’s genitals and anus clearly.

The color of her labia majora was dull and lacked elasticity, with wrinkles appearing prominently.

Her labia minora was also dark and enlarged to the left.

Despite having a fairly decent appearance for her age, the reason Ewharin received the evaluation of being a yawning was due to Jang-il.

Although not visible under her top, her nipples were a dark red color.

Yeonsoorin couldn’t contain herself next to Ewharin.

With a frail gesture like a frightened bird, she trembled her body.

Having made too many mistakes at once, she seemed distant and out of her mind.

“Come here. Cutie······.”

Jang-il called Yeonsoorin but stopped abruptly.

He had intended to say, “You’re a cute slave.”

However, suddenly, he had a strange thought.

In the future, as the number of slaves in the household continued to increase, it would be confusing to call each of them a slave.

Calling them by their names would make them seem too human.

The slaves in the household needed appropriate slave names.

Since it was a flower name, how about naming them after flowers?

Plum blossom, orchid, chrysanthemum······.

No, those names were too elegant and refined.

They needed more vulgar names.

With the surname Yeon (燕) and the character for slave (奴), how about Yeonno (燕奴), meaning a slave of the Yeon family?

While it was an advantage to be able to name the slaves easily, this idea was rejected.

It didn’t quite resonate.

“Hmm······.”

After pondering for a while, Jang-il suddenly clapped his hands as if he had a good idea.

“That’s right!”

Naming the slaves after their physical characteristics.

Of course, not just any physical characteristic, but a shameful part of the body that only the owner himself could see.

Yeonsoorin had thick pubic hair, so a name related to that would be suitable.

Gowut? Eummo? Chimo?

Those were fine, but it seemed better to just call her pubic hair.

However, if she were simply called pubic hair, it would be confusing when referring to other slaves’ bodies.

Adding the surname ‘Yeon,’ ‘Yeonpubic hair.’

That was good.

This way, it seemed that there could be some decent applications.

For example, if a female slave from Pangga had large and beautiful breasts, one could name her ‘Pangbreast,’ ‘Pangmilker,’ ‘Pangbreastbag.’

If there was a distinctive feature on her nipples, ‘Pangnipple,’ ‘Pangmilker,’ ‘Pangnipple.’

If there was a distinctive feature on her anus, ‘Panganus,’ ‘Pangbutthole,’ ‘Pangunderhole’······.

In this way, if two slaves both had large and beautiful breasts and were to be named accordingly, one could be named ‘Breastbag,’ and the other ‘Milker,’ without any issues.

Satisfied with his thoughts, Jang-il smiled contentedly.

“Yeonsoorin.”

“······Yes? Oh, yes, Master.”

“Come here.”

“Yes, Master.”

Yeonsoorin crawled towards Jang-il, her buttocks swaying obscenely.

She still had a fearful expression on her face, and tension was evident in her movements.

She seemed to be afraid of being punished for her mistakes.

Jang Il pointed at her with his chin and asked, “Who are you?”

“I am Cheonnyeo, a loyal slave of the Juhwadaewon.”

“Ah, so you are a slave. A slave needs a name, don’t you think?”

“What can a foolish slave girl like me understand, my lord? I only obey your commands.”

“Haha, you speak noble words. As a reward, I will give you a slave name. A special name that only calls you in the world.”

“Thank you, my lord.”

Yeon Surin’s face brightened suddenly.

She had been worried about her mistake, but fortunately, her lord didn’t seem to care much.

Moreover, a name that only calls her in the world…

She felt truly happy.

She was overjoyed.

It felt like she had become a special slave to her lord.

A smile formed involuntarily on her face.

“It looks good when you smile.”

It was sincere.

She had almost lost her smile after her husband’s death.

Even during her education, there was no genuine smile from Yeon Surin.

Only a smile that obeyed orders in the education process.

It was the first time Jang Il had seen her true smile.

Although she was not as stunning as Hwang Bo-seol, Yeon Surin was undoubtedly a great beauty.

When such a beauty smiled, it brought a pleasant atmosphere like the scent of orchids to the eyes and feelings of the beholder.

“Oh, my lord, Cheonnyeo feels embarrassed.”

Yeon Surin trembled with a nasal sound and showed a side she had not shown even to her deceased husband.

If the soldiers of Geumryongjeon, who knew her usual personality well, had seen this scene, they would have doubted their eyes and frozen in place.

“Haha, it’s good because it’s good. Now, let me give you a slave name.”

“I await your command, my lord.”

“I’ve noticed that your pubic hair is thicker than other women’s when I look at you.”

“Ah… Do you dislike the thick pubic hair of Cheonnyeo? I will cut it off immediately.”

Her expression turned mournful.

She was about to bring a razor and shave off the plot.

“No, no. I think that’s your uniqueness, so I’m giving you a name based on it.”

“Ah…”

“I have named you Yeonbojital, combining your physical uniqueness and your sex. Do you like it?”

Whether you like it or not, it’s the worst name anyone could ever have.

How could anyone use such vulgar and obscene words, especially as a woman’s name?

But of course, Yeon Surin, completely brainwashed by Jang Il, couldn’t even think of such a thing.

She was aware of the embarrassing words, but the command engraved in her mind to accept her lord’s actions without any doubt took precedence over everything else.

“Yeonbojital…”

Yeon Surin muttered her slave name as if she were pondering something precious.

If someone else had uttered such words, she would not have been able to bear the immense humiliation and would have torn them apart, but naturally, she didn’t feel any such feelings towards her lord.

Her entire body, including her pubic hair, belonged to her lord, so how could she think such thoughts?

Instead, she was pleased.

Her lord considered her thick pubic hair as her uniqueness.

She flashed a bright smile.

“I love it, my lord. Thank you so much…”

Swoosh.

The sound of the door opening interrupted her words.

“Oh, I’m late. I’m late. I’m completely late. I missed a good scene.”

Bang So-un entered with sweat forming on his forehead.

In his hand, he held a bright pink lotus flower.