“You no longer need to do that. I believe I have found a source of amusement here. Ah……. Watching you do it alone might also prove entertaining.”

“Ah!”

“What if I summoned a painter to capture the sight? If I offered ample paper and pigments and promised generous payment, countless skilled painters would come running.”

“Master, please……”

Like a child playing with mud, Hwon handled her without restraint. The sight of him placing Sehwa’s bare br*asts beside his manhood and moving his hand over them however he pleased was utterly depraved.

“No. Since it would grant them an opportunity to feast their eyes upon such a lewd woman, some might even offer to work without payment.”

But, as always, she was powerless to stop him. He treated her as though she were an object, handling her as he pleased. Without hesitating for a moment, he exploited and toyed with her however he wished.

Soon, his aroused p*nis was rubbing against her lips. Overcome with desire, he removed his hand from her br*ast and placed it on her head. Then, in one swift movement, he wrenched her neck back.

“Mmph……!”

The head forced its way between her tightly closed lips. With enough force to split them, it reached the back of her throat in one thr*st. Unprepared for this sudden action, Sehwa made choking sounds as she struggled to breathe. Yet, despite watching his slave girl suffer, Hwon moved his hand leisurely, savoring the pressure of her narrow mouth, before abruptly thrusting his hips.

As the man’s sculpted abdomen contracted, something thick surged from deep within her throat. Even though she felt as if she was suffocating, the acrid taste numbed her tongue. Unable to bear it, Sehwa shook her head frantically.

“How insolent of you to spit out what belongs to your master.”

Despite reprimanding her, Hwon released Sehwa without resistance. Turning her head aside, Sehwa coughed repeatedly. The man’s thick essence spilled messily downward.

“Ugh……”

The hem of her skirt was stained with saliva and s*men. With reddened eyes, Sehwa sniffled miserably. She tried to stop herself from crying out loud, but whenever the man used her like this, she felt compelled to release her anguish through tears.

Otherwise, she could not remain sane.

Even as Sehwa wept sorrowfully, Hwon did not so much as twitch an eyebrow. Having relieved his long-suppressed desire, he gradually became filled with languor and satisfaction.

“Ugh……”

But the moment Hwon saw his reflection in her round eyes, those feelings vanished. At the same time, he felt an intense thirst arise within him.

He wondered silently. Would swallowing the woman prostrate before him — this lowly slave — finally quench his deep-seated thirst? Would it be quenched, even slightly?

Hwon already knew the answer. His expression hardened at the insoluble problem, and he murmured.

“On my way back, I saw a male dog mounting a b*tch in a marketplace. Even when a woman swung a broom at them to make them separate, they remained locked together. It was quite a sight.”

“……”

“I thought human men were no different. When they see the soft, supple body of a woman……. Yes, when they see the bare flesh of a pretty slave girl like you, they want to behave like that male dog.”

“……”

“So if you have finished crying, stop making a fuss and bend over. Tonight, I intend to mount you just as that dog did.”

***

The violent night seemed to drag on endlessly. Hwon moved his hips without pause, counting the days since he last took his slave girl.

Trapped in the large man’s grasp, Sehwa wept unceasingly. She cried out of pain and anguish. The man did not care. Instead, he smiled and licked away her tears.

Hwon did not stop moving until dawn broke. Having satisfied his desires for the first time in months, he embraced his slave girl languidly, burying his face in her neck and shoulder and nibbling her tender skin.

“Mmph……!”

Held captive and completely n*ked, Sehwa desperately tried to suppress the m*an escaping through her clenched teeth. The man often behaved as though everything were over, only for the slightest stimulation to make him force her back onto the bed.

“Why are you suppressing your voice now?”

Perhaps he had noticed her body trembling with fear. Hwon’s low voice brushed against Sehwa’s ear. He licked it with his tongue before biting her earlobe somewhat harshly.

“Ah……!”

Sehwa, who had even been holding her breath, flinched at the sudden pain before going rigid. Something that had already hardened again was pressing into the inside of her thigh.

“It appears there is still something left for us to do. Don’t you agree?”

A large hand toyed with the woman’s br*ast, which remained motionless. He rubbed her swollen, red n*pples, which had been bitten and sucked, and slowly kneaded her flesh.

The little milk remaining after being drained throughout the night sprayed out in thin streams. The man watched this with a vulgar laugh before abruptly turning her over.

Her tear-filled eyes glimmered in the light of dawn. It was only now that he noticed the red marks covering her body, hidden in the darkness of night.

After hesitating briefly, Hwon raised his right hand and touched his thumb to her closed lips. Without warning, he roughly shoved his thumb into her mouth.

“Ah……”

Sehwa tilted her face upwards and gagged as his finger moved in and out. With her head tilted at an angle, the tears trailing down her cheeks changed direction slightly before falling.

While the slave girl moaned in fear and pain, her master contemplated his next move. Hwon stared intently at his pale, delicate slave girl and murmured.  

“Hmm……. What should I do with you?”

Sehwa considered begging for mercy because of the pain ravaging her body, but dismissed the idea. This man did not care about her wishes. If she dared to speak presumptuously, she might be subjected to even greater torment. She lowered her eyes submissively and waited for her master to make a decision.

Hwon raised an eyebrow briefly at the change in Sehwa’s expression. Soon, however, he adopted a deliberately merciful expression accompanied by a twisted sneer. He released his slave girl and rose.

“Perhaps it’s because the weather is warm, but I feel like bathing. I will have them prepare the bathwater, so go on ahead.”

He picked up the robe he had thrown over the chair, turned away and put the garment on as he spoke. Sehwa tried to stand up at his words, but collapsed again under the pain pounding through her body.

With great difficulty, she managed to stand up again and crawl down to the floor on all fours. As she reached for her scattered, crumpled clothes, Hwon — now dressed — turned to look at her.

His slave girl was n*ked and clutching something that looked like a bundle of clothes or a pile of rags. She looked utterly wretched. Her body was battered and bruised, and the cheek he had slapped a while ago was still red and swollen. Hwon’s expression turned cold at the sight of his battered slave girl, who was beyond recognition.

But, as always, he soon forced a smile and spoke. In one stride, he approached the insolent slave girl, who was still ashamed to be before her master. Sehwa, only partially dressed, hunched her shoulders.

“You will only be undressing again anyway. Why not simply go out like this? Hmm?”

Hwon toyed with her by prodding the br*ast she had not yet managed to cover. Unable to stop her master’s hand, Sehwa merely waited for him to finish playing with her. Hwon’s eyebrow twitched once more at the sight of how thoroughly she had been trained, and his gaze fell upon her hand.

“Your hands are so large, Hwon. How fascinating. May I place my hand against yours?”

He suddenly remembered a hand from long ago—small, beautiful, carefully tended, and smooth.

The slender blue jade ring he had given her had suited that hand remarkably well.

Hwon examined his slave girl’s hand more closely. Hanging limply at her side, it was in terrible condition. Her nails were short and rounded, and her fingertips were cracked and blistered. They must have become like this from performing hard labor. Hwon studied Sehwa’s hand from the corner of his eye for a long moment before ceasing his torment.

“Perhaps it is because I spent so long on the battlefield, but I missed having you attend to my bath.”

What had displeased him this time? Sensing the spite in his voice, Sehwa lowered her head further still.

Hwon seized her by the chin and forced her face upwards. Glaring at her with an intensity that seemed ready to devour her, he continued.

“Thanks to His Majesty’s generous supply of firewood, there was no shortage of hot water……. But it was disappointing that there was no woman as soft as you.”

“Since your service in bed ended before it was complete, I cannot reward you……. But if you attend to my bath well enough, I shall allow you to see my precious son.”

Aside from using the child to coerce her when he first undressed her, her master had not mentioned him once throughout the night. Sehwa nodded desperately. Hwon’s eyes curved in satisfaction as he commanded,

“Then I shall look forward to it. Use every ounce of your strength to satisfy your master.”