Chapter 12
Chapter 12
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: Twin Witches (6)
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1.
Before the hand fate deals us, human strength might be utterly feeble.
Even Siwoo, who had never doubted that life was something you carved out for yourself, had lately come to feel the cruel whims of destiny.
Before being captured and brought here, Siwoo had been a promising young math prodigy in his own right.
He had graduated early from a science high school that sent most of its students to top domestic universities or prestigious schools abroad.
On the recommendation of a professor who had spotted his talent from a young age, he enrolled at MIT.
Interview requests poured in, and newspapers hailed him as Korea's math genius.
He didn't slack on university activities, medaled multiple times in international math competitions, and a paper he'd prepared independently on essential singularities was even published in an academic journal.
With special permission for that paper, he earned his master's degree and, before pursuing his PhD, proudly fulfilled his national service duty from age 21 to 23, discharging as an army sergeant.
Finally unburdened, he boarded a plane, thrilled at the prospect of unrestricted research—only for it to crash in the middle of the Pacific.
When he came to, he found himself kidnapped to the witches' city of Gehenna.
For the next five years, he slaved away as a cog in Gehenna's machine.
Realizing he'd accomplish nothing and die here if he kept it up, he'd started studying magic on the sly three years ago, purely to aid his escape from this hellhole.
Fortune smiled amidst the misfortune: magic shared deep ties with mathematics and geometry.
For instance, formulas calculating the law of conservation of mana by position applied line integrals, and controlling noise generated during mana operation required Taylor and Fourier series.
Thankfully, Siwoo's specialty in complex analysis overlapped heavily with key magic formulas, allowing him to make astonishing progress on his escape ark.
Just one more year of holding out, and he'd have a way to flee this wretched place...
"Uuuuuum...."
Suddenly snared by these wicked twins, facing mortal peril.
As Odile clung to his torso, her tongue thickly entwining his in a sticky kiss, Siwoo silently recited the national anthem in his head.
The limits of human endurance were truly remarkable.
To share a kiss with such a beautiful woman and not stir in the slightest.
"How is it? Did it get bigger?"
"It's the same as yours, Sis."
Odette stared intently at Siwoo's member before shaking her head in disappointment and climbing off him, like she'd bitten into something sour.
"It doesn't grow when I touch it, and even kissing it like the book says does nothing."
"Doesn't the book mention days like this? Let me put my pants back on now."
Perfect.
If they lost interest and left him be, he'd count his lucky stars.
That's when Odette, reading the manual beside them, tapped Odile's shoulder.
"Sis... look at this."
Even Odile, bolder than Odette, froze solid the instant she saw the page Odette held out.
The illustration depicted a rather explicit scene.
A naked man standing, a woman kneeling before him.
Her mouth open, biting down on his manhood.
"......."
"......."
"......."
An awkward silence fell.
Odile, Odette, and Siwoo all clamped their mouths shut.
He'd barely endured the kiss—now fellatio?
How was he supposed to hold out?
His member would undoubtedly swell massively, and that intense reaction might pique the twins' curiosity even more.
Besides, this was a sex manual meant to teach clueless virgins.
No guarantee these naive twins wouldn't ride the mood all the way.
"Lady Odette, this is where urine comes out. It's filthy with all sorts of germs."
"Really?"
Reasoning wouldn't work on Odile.
He had to appeal to Odette.
"Yes. In my opinion, that manual seems to copy some outdated theory from ages past. I'm deeply worried that you, who will one day lead Gehenna's core, might catch some vile disease because of me."
She seemed to lend a serious ear to his earnest advice.
Then Odile had a brilliant idea.
"Odette! How about we try this?"
And the "brilliant" notion Odile cooked up was nothing short of disastrous for Siwoo.
2.
The hole where urine emerges was, after all, the urethra.
In other words, as long as they didn't suck directly on the glans, there was no risk.
The exterior could be thoroughly disinfected with a bacteria-removal spell.
And if illness struck, a healing song would suffice for recovery.
With these four solid grounds, Odile's conclusion was simple.
Just lick the shaft.
"I'm telling you, that book's totally wrong! You'll regret it!"
"Shut your mouth, assistant."
"Please be quiet, assistant."
No matter how desperately Siwoo protested and raged, the twins—minds made up—weren't listening.
Makes sense. If they meekly heeded a slave's words, Amelia wouldn't be tearing her hair out over them.
The two girls cradled Siwoo's thighs like pillows, gazing intently at his cock.
He felt their piercing stares and ticklish breaths brushing his balls.
"Odette, let's do it together."
"Okay, Sis."
Exchanging a glance, the girls took deep breaths and slowly extended their tongues.
For visual observation during the experiment, his smooth-shaven scrotum crawled with the warm, slug-like sensation of their tongues.
"Guh!"
Siwoo swallowed hard.
At first, it tickled.
A sensation like raking the embers of lust in his gut.
His barely suppressed cock twitched immediately.
"Oh?"
"It moved!"
Odile and Odette lit up with the same delighted expression, celebrating their success.
"It says gently sucking the scrotum like a kiss feels even better."
Odile, with her prior kissing experience, took the lead.
She swirled her tongue around the hardening balls before parting her ruby lips and taking one into her mouth.
Watching her sister's deft demonstration, Odette pressed her nose close and claimed the other.
Thus began the twins' double ball-sucking.
The thrill of noble witches pampering his balls like whores.
The taboo rush of identical sisters doing it together.
The physical pleasure from their hot, intricate oral membranes.
All shattered Siwoo's endurance effortlessly.
His lower body felt like melting into mush.
His cock began swelling massively as blood rushed in.
Without missing a beat, the twins released their mouths.
"It worked!"
"It's bigger!"
Utterly oblivious to its owner's turmoil, the cock bobbed vigorously up and down, begging for more.
Siwoo closed his eyes.
Screw it.
Just enjoy it.
How much bullying and misery had he endured in this city?
Think of it as a rare good experience.
If they caught on, he'd die then and there.
"Fuck it."
With that resolve, his mind eased.
The hellish reality of suppressing erections amid constant stimulation transformed into a paradise money couldn't buy.
Was this the monk Wonhyo's skull-water enlightenment?
"Next is the helip... What does it say? Schluuurp...!"
While Odette diligently licked the shaft to keep their prize from deflating, Odile read on.
"When male pleasure reaches a certain level, semen is ejaculated... We know that, and that's how babies are made, right?"
"Chuuup.... Yeah, though we can't make any anyway!"
Skimming the ejaculation section they already grasped, Odile's jaw dropped.
Out poured curses from the mouth of prim-and-proper Odile.
"This is totally insane, isn't it?"
"Why?"
Odette, beaming blissfully at the resigned Siwoo, peeked at the page and recoiled in horror too.
There lay instructions for full intercourse between man and woman, complete with an illustration zooming in on their joined genitals.
First shock: the woman had to strip naked and expose her shameful parts fully.
Second shock: jamming something that huge into the slit between her legs.
A hole she normally wondered what it was even for...
"....This is a bit...."
"....Sis, I feel sick."
Odile's face drained pale, while Odette dry-heaved beside her.
Actual sex was off the table, of course.
They'd at least planned to mimic it somewhat, but the truth hit like a thunderbolt.
"Insert the erect penis into the vagina secreting love juices, then piston. The ejaculated semen contains baby seeds; when they meet an egg in the womb, fertilization and implantation occur. 36 weeks later, the baby is born...."
Siwoo, on the verge of abandoning reason, clung back to sanity as the stimulation faded.
"See? Sex is utterly obscene and lewd. That's why it's only for those who love each other."
Evidently, they understood ejaculation mechanics but not the full scope of sex.
Seeing the twins reeling from the shock, Siwoo sensed an opening to talk his way out.
"May I head out now? It's getting chilly."
An emergency summit convened before his eyes.
"What do we do, Sis? We can't show our naked bodies to the assistant. How obscene would that be."
"........"
From their master, they'd learned a woman's nudity was profoundly sacred—never to be shown to a man.
No exception even for a mere slave like Shin Siwoo.
"No helping it."
Odile sighed deeply.
"Let's call it here for today."
"A wise decision!"
Freed from his bonds, Siwoo brightened, reaching for the panties around his ankles.
His balls were still slick with twin saliva, but given their beauty, it wasn't unbearable.
"Hold on!"
Just as he pulled up his threadbare underwear, Odile halted him.
"Ending it like this feels unsatisfying. At least let's watch you cum."
"I'm for it too."
"It always twitches when you ejaculate. I've always wondered what that feels like."
No direct penetration, but if word got out he'd given these mansion dwellers illicit sex ed, he was dead anyway.
Better to grab his aching gut, stagger home after a glorious release courtesy of the lovely twins' handjobs.
Maybe even oral again, like before.
Classic Takasho thinking. Siwoo shamelessly lowered his panties again, at ease.
"Great idea!"
Odile snapped the book shut and approached Siwoo.
"Alright, no objections then..."
"Lady Odile, how about this method? There's a way to observe the male ejaculation moment in exquisite detail."
"Oho? Suddenly so eager?"
"Once this is done, I can return to my quarters."
Siwoo brazenly lifted his head.
Utterly exploited either way, doomed regardless—he might as well feel good.
Siwoo thrust out his cock casually.