Chapter 75 – (Episode 75) 11. Compassion and Mercy

(Episode 75)

Riya, who came out of the bathroom belatedly, was devastated to learn that Myeong-sik Han and Olivia had gone back to the hotel first.

“Wheey! Nice, do you have time?”
“Wow… ! Awesome ass!”
“Where? I’m fine, can I take you?”
“What is your name?”
“Are you a model? Wait… Where did you see it?”
“Wait a minute, what are you in such a hurry for?”
“This is my business card, please contact me!”

Riya, who was walking recklessly down the street in the direction of the hotel, suffered all kinds of attention and harassment that she had never received in her life.

However, as in his hometown or on the refugee boat, there were no men who directly touched or forced him to do anything, so he could ignore them.

By the time her feet screamed at the new leather shoes she had walked, Riya had no choice but to admit that she had been abandoned.

“Huh… Hehe… Aaaaang! Wow ahhhhh! “

A black woman with her dazzling beauty and a voluptuous figure with an eight-headed body sat down on her sidewalk and burst into tears, so she is enough to draw attention.

“My lady, what is it?”

“Sobbing… Ah… It’s nothing.”

“It’s nothing, why are you doing this on the street?”

“Crime… I’m sorry, I’m just so sad…”

All of a sudden, the police spoke to me, and I burst into tears. Terrified that she might be caught and banished, Riya hurriedly got up.

“Wait a minute, here are the shoes…”

“Ah… ! Go… Thank you.”

Leaving her head bowed to the kind middle-aged policeman who took care of the shoes that came off, Riya grabbed the shopping bags spilled on the floor and left quickly.

“Sobbing… Why am I so stupid…”

Passers-by looked at Riya in amazement as she trudged along barefoot, holding a shopping bag from a familiar brand and expensive red leather shoes in her hand.

With the tears flowing down her pretty face, it seemed like there was something unavoidable, so the men clung to her again and offered words of comfort, but nothing came to her ears.

Riya, who was only thinking of one person, didn’t even have the slightest interest in him, no matter how cool and handsome he was in Italy.

“Lee!”

“… ?!”

He heard a name being called somewhere, but no matter how much he looked around him, he couldn’t see a familiar face. He misunderstood that Han Myeong-sik was calling out of desperation.

As Riya looked at the clear sky that was just like his hometown, he sat down again, wondering how to live in this unfamiliar city.

“Lee, can’t you hear my voice?”

“?”

When he turned his head in the direction of the sound, Han Myeong-sik was smiling brightly in the car parked right next to him.

I couldn’t find it because the door of a nice Italian sports car was open like a wing.

“Did you cry enough?”

“Huh… Yes…”

“Are you going to do what I say?”

“Black… Yes.”

“Did you miss me?”

“Yes!”

“Get on!”

“Kyaaaaa!!”

Riya cheered with emotion and threw herself into his car and kissed Han Myeong-sik.

I gave him a passionate kiss for a long time, regardless of the gaze of the people around him, then remembered that he had left it on the street before leaving, so he hurriedly got down again and grabbed his shopping bag.

“There are so many great men, why didn’t you follow them?”

“Did you see everything?”

“Of course, what if someone takes my girl?”

“Lol.”

The reason why the scenery of Rome passing through the car window feels completely different from a moment ago is because of the same different feeling.

“I’m asking you one last time, my…”

“I will. I will become your slave!”

Riya was desperate to prove her sincerity, so she answered before her Han Myung-sik question was over.

“Okay, prove it.”

“Yes? Uh… How…”

“Anything, prove that you are my slave.”

“…”

After thinking for a moment, Riya remembered that the inside of the car could not be seen from the street a moment ago.

“Oh… !”

The reason Han Myeong-shik exclaimed was because Riya started taking off her clothes.

When she took off her super mini red one-piece dress, she was wearing a pair of white lace-embroidered bras and panties.

Riya, who briefly exchanged warm glances with Han Myung-sik, took off all of her underwear.

“My heart… Do you understand?”

“Not enough? Even Olivia can do that much.”

“Ugh…”

“Haha, that expression is cute, that’s enough.”

A native African black beauty with thick lips sticking out and frowning. The news came right away and her pants danced bulging out.

“No, I want to prove it right!”

“Uh? Uhh… Uh uh hey… That… Then… Whoop!”

Her pale brown, glistening, naked eight-headed beauty almost buried her face in her driver’s seat and bit her pussy, almost causing a real accident.

“Churururup haaaaa of churururupu. What do you mean by this… “

Letting out her self-blaming words, Riya lewdly slithered her voluptuous naked body and sucked hard with all her heart.

“Whoa… Is it completely different from when you do it at a hotel? What happened in the meantime?”

“Gwu woo gulp gulp Yes, I’m a different woman than I was then. Churup side”

“How are they different?”

“Chururup Gulp morning was just an idiot, and now she is a different woman because she is a slave who will serve only her master for the rest of her life.”

Haha, yes, that attitude is enough.”

“Are you accepting me? Will you love me like Olivia’s sister? Jjook jeok jeok jeok jeok jeok jeok jeok jeok jeok jeok jeok jeok jeok

“I will, I will love you with all my heart and soul!”

“Ah… Master… ! Zuuuuu churu ru rup”

The eyes of passers-by were directed toward the stylish sports car, but to Han Myeong-sik, who had finally acquired a black sex slave, it felt like watching him enjoy fellatio.

What an exhilarating and happy moment. She held onto the rich, brown flesh that she couldn’t quite grasp with one hand, and vomited all the energy of her climax down Riya’s throat.

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What Riya didn’t know was that, like Olivia, she only had to do sex slavery called a latrine.

Of course, there are times when she is forced to act close to the level of abuse, but at other times, especially when she goes out, she treats her kindly and affectionately as if she were her lover.

However, she felt an enormous orgasm at the cost of sexual slavery, so far from being uncomfortable, she came to expect it over and over again.

Riya, who was completely accustomed to a toilet in just three days, accepted her Han Myung-style request anytime, anywhere.

“What? Under… Are you going back to Korea?”

Riya, who heard the news like a thunderclap during her breakfast, looked at her Olivia, who was sitting across from her.

“It’s true, there are 7 lovers in Korea and 5 sex slaves like us are waiting.”

“Ji… Really? Wasn’t it just us, Anna and Erin?”

“I haven’t been able to tell you because I’ve been so hectic.”

Olivia sipped her coffee, shuddering at the thought of what she had been frantically doing until this morning.

“Baby, didn’t I say you wouldn’t leave me?”

“Who abandoned you?”

“I never thought I would go back to Korea because they gave me French citizenship and even found such a nice house.”

The place where the three of them are staying is a new high-end large apartment in Paris, France, and it is the most natural country for Riya to be recognized as a refugee.

“You can stay with Olivia.”

“How are the two of us doing in this big house, and what are the two of us doing without you? Sister, say something.”

When she broke up with Erin, she had already made up her mind, but as she approached her nose, Olivia’s heart was heavy as well.

“Can’t we just stay one more week?”

“Class starts next week, I have to take all the lectures because I’m short on credits.”

“Can’t it be replaced with online classes?”

“I also recognized it, but the professors say it’s not possible because they’re old-fashioned.”

“Then it won’t work…”

It’s something I just have to force myself to accept, but since they’re such lovely women, I calmed them down in a friendly voice.

“Anna, you and Erin decided to come to Korea next year.”

“What do you plan to do when everyone gets together, aren’t there too many?”

At Olivia’s point, Riya put her finger on her and frowned at her pretty face.

“I know… I have 7 lovers, how can you care about us who are 9?”

“Moreover, all sex slaves in Korea are pregnant.”

“This… Pregnancy? Like me?”

“Yes, all of those babies are Yii’s daughters.”

“What?”

Riya dropped the toast she was holding in her hand and opened her mouth.

“Haha, I don’t care that you guys are coming to Korea, and it won’t happen, so don’t worry.”

As Han Myeong-sik, who is shy, assures, he is so unpretentious and has infinite energy, so no matter how many women there are, it’s nothing to worry about.

The problem is that as many as 16 women who love the same man gather in one place.

Seeing Riya’s expression darken, Olivia tried to bring up another story with her bright expression.

“What do the lovers waiting for in Korea say?”

“What?”

“You mean we filmed everything we did with our naked bodies and showed it to you?”

“What… Everyone says it’s pretty.”

“Be specific, I wonder what you think of us.”

“Think similarly.”

She asked as Riya drank the rest of her coffee and argued.

“Similar, how are we similar? They have different races and skin colors.”

“To Korean eyes, Ri-ya, except for you, all three look alike.”

“Are you going to keep talking? Do I still look like an idiot from Africa?”

Riya’s expression as she pulled Han Myung-sik’s cheek was so cute that Olivia burst into laughter.

“Poop! Liya, where did you get the courage to do that? When I see Yi Yi, her heart trembles and she loses her strength.”

“I’m beaten until my butt bursts every day, but I have to do this much to get rid of my intuition!”

Contrary to her words, the pulling hand was not harsh, so Han Myeong-sik smiled mischievously.

“Ouch… If you turn her words around, you’ll just say that she’s really pretty.”

Starting with the three mothers and daughters of Lee Mi-ri, Image, and Park Eun-jung, Olivia and Riya couldn’t hide their happy expressions when they showed the messages sent by Jung Ju-ah, Cha A-rin, Kim Ha-na, and Yoo Ji-min.

“It’s a bit embarrassing because they only compliment you so much.”

“But are all Korean girls this pretty?”

Han Myeong-shik smiled when he saw Riya admiring the seven beauties in the video.

“Are all African girls pretty like you?”

“Ah… !”

Thanks to this, her atmosphere became lighter and softer, and Olivia, not befitting her 180cm tall height, sneaked up on her lap and pampered her.

“Shouldn’t we be forgotten while we return home and spend time with our girlfriends?”

“How did I put you guys on it, can you forget it?”

Riya, too, clung to the other side of hers, with her firm ass resting on her lap and kissing her with her plump lips.

“If you forget me, you will throw yourself into the Mediterranean Sea and die!”

“Don’t die, bring your daughter and tell her to take responsibility.”

“What about a kid who will be born completely black?”

“Your daughter is my daughter.”

“He said that he would also be used as a sex slave, mother and daughter… What did you say? Are you going to eat that?”

“Mother-daughter rice bowl?”

“Yeah, that.”

“Are you already worried that there is still a long way to go? Until she grows up, she’s my daughter, so I’ll take care of her.”

“Babe…”

It was a promise she had already made, but it is more touching to hear it again ahead of the breakup. Olivia clung even more to seeing Riya hand her a hot kiss.

“Get me pregnant too. All the sex slaves in Korea get pregnant, why don’t we?”

“These bitches are married, Olivia, don’t you know I’m the same age as you? What are you going to do when you already have a baby?”

“Riya is two years younger than me.”

“Why are you doing this even though you decided not to be impatient?”

“Black… It’s because I don’t want to break up with you! Knowing how much I love you, hehe… ! Send her baby and how do I live… Aaaaa!!”

Olivia finally let go of the cry she had been holding back all this time.

Anna, Erin, and Riya, who spent a relatively short time together, are in a frenzy, but Olivia, who has been through a lot with a special relationship for five weeks, is so desperate.

“Olivia, after I graduate, I must come to Korea with Anna, Erin, and Riya. You can never forget me and meet someone else, okay?”

“Pu-huh! I’m going to die of sadness, but I won’t let you cry, do you have to be funny? Who forgets who, how can I forget the master who made me a real woman?”

In response to Olivia’s reply, Riya smiled brightly with her tear-stained face and whispered as she hugged the two of them tightly.

“I will never forget a man who makes me happy to be born as a woman, and I will hang on to him until I think he touched an African woman by mistake, so prepare yourself!”

“It seems that you two are not my sex slaves, but I have become your sex slaves… , Is this just your mood?”

At Han Myeong-shik’s heartfelt joke, the two women burst into happy laughter and exchanged hot kisses.

(Continued on next episode 76)