The Second Round Begins Anew
"But that person turned out to be Noona. Heh heh. So I just went right ahead and..."
"Come on, you're kidding, right?"
Sua giggled as she shot back at me.
"I'm serious. When your sister wakes up tomorrow, ask her yourself. If I'm right, no panties for you?"
"I'm still on my period!"
"Oh, right~ Heh heh."
We had grown close enough by now to talk about periods and a woman's private embarrassments without the slightest hesitation. The slave contract had something to do with it, of course — but still, we had drawn nearer to each other all the same.
Once the whole affair was settled, we each fell into an easy sleep.
In the early hours of morning, Sujeong woke.
Five a.m.
Her throat was burning with thirst. Her head didn't ache; if anything, she felt strangely clear.
When she sat up, she found she was still wearing the same clothes she had gone out in the night before.
Yesterday came flooding back, and her face flushed hot. Gratitude toward Junwoo swelled up until it nearly overwhelmed her.
"Ah... thank God..."
She had run out because of him — and he had come looking for her anyway, and saved her.
Her father used to call her whenever she came home from university, fretting that the streets were dangerous. Not once had he ever actually come to pick her up. Too busy, he always said.
Dad! There's not even a streetlight out here!
Haha~ Who's going to mess with my daughter? Heh heh.
In the end it had been Sua who came to get her after night study hall.
The memory stood in such stark contrast to Junwoo that it almost hurt.
God, I'm thirsty.
Creak.
She went to the kitchen, pulled out water, and drank.
Gulp. Gulp. Ahh—
Back in her room, Sujeong turned over what her mother had done to her that afternoon, replaying every detail.
The way her mother had sucked her son's cock. The semen she had shown Sujeong. The way she had swallowed it and then simply gone off to work out again.
A strange excitement had risen in her then — and with it, a crushing sense of betrayal.
Why betrayal? Because her mother had done something a mother should never do? No. Her mother had made an impossible choice to pay off the debt. That much she understood.
But to do it with such open enjoyment — as if she had always been a slave...
The thoughts stretched on until the sun began to rise.
Her image of Junwoo, the one who had saved her, shifted again. The afternoon's ugliness began to soften, to take on a strange kind of beauty.
And then a competitive spark caught fire: she could do better than her mother.
If I'm going to be doing this for five years anyway... it's not a length of time I can force myself through.
Sujeong stripped off her clothes. She showered carefully in the bathroom, then looked at herself in the mirror.
A little puffy from the drinking, but even she could see her face was beautiful. Short yellow hair, pretty curves that ran all the way down to her hips.
Her breasts weren't entirely to her liking — but then, how many people had smaller ones than hers?
She cupped them lightly in her hands.
Soft.
"What's wrong with these, anyway?"
She tossed the clothes she had been wearing into the laundry basket and walked naked back into her room. She shut the door and reached for the hair dryer — then thought better of it, afraid she would wake the others, and switched on the fan instead.
Click. Whirr—
Natural breeze mode. Quiet. A pleasant wind moved over her skin.
Looking around, she realized how full her room had become — furniture, appliances, little things everywhere. Every last one of them bought by Junwoo.
The bed, the vanity, the mirror, the dresser, the wardrobe, the dryer, the fan, the wall-mounted air conditioner. Even the tiles, the bedding, a few cosmetics.
Dad bought me a used hair dryer...
The dead man kept rising up in her mind, unbidden, for constant comparison.
"When you think about it... maybe Master is a good person."
Even alone, she tried the word out. Master.
Suddenly an inexplicable sense of being owned washed through her, and her whole body prickled with it.
Hah... get a grip...
She opened her underwear drawer.
She didn't have much. What she did have fell roughly into two piles — the pretty pieces and the ordinary ones.
Hmm... this is too much... and this one's... kind of worn out...
Because of the rule that she had to wear only underwear at home, she had always chosen carefully.
Anything too shabby she left alone — it looked pathetic. Anything too flashy she avoided because she didn't want to look like she was trying for him.
This time, though, the reason she hesitated over the flashy pair was different. It would be too obvious.
"If I put this on, it's basically throwing myself at him..."
And yet Sujeong chose that pair anyway.
Black panties with a red ribbon. A pretty curve along the lines, the seat of silk that caught the light and gleamed just a little — her favorite.
She put on the matching bra as well.
The same black silk, the same red ribbon. The woman in the mirror looked truly sexy.
She stood there for twenty minutes, staring at her reflection and wondering what Junwoo would think if he saw her like this.
Then she drifted back into a light sleep.
At six-thirty, Sua left the house in her workout clothes to go exercise.
At seven, Mom woke, sat at the table with a cup of coffee, and read. By eight she would start preparing breakfast.
I woke a little after nine.
And so another day of ours began.
"Hey, Noona. Sleep okay last night?"
I rubbed my eyes as I came out and spoke to her as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Yes... Master."
Sitting at the table with a glass of juice, my older sister answered with quiet obedience.
"Cute."
So she remembered that I had saved her yesterday after all.
Looking at her again, I saw she was no longer dressed the way she had been when she fled the house. She was back in underwear only, following the household rule.
Black, with a red ribbon as an accent.
"Nice underwear today, Noona."
"Thank you... and... about yesterday..."
Her voice shrank smaller and smaller.
"You can't go wandering the streets like that in Seoul. It's dangerous. Be careful, and don't do it again. You scared me when you ran out."
"Y-yes..."
Mom sat down beside her and gently wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
Her breasts pressed softly against Sujeong's smaller ones.
"Mom went too far, didn't she...? I'm sorry."
Through Mom's light-blue cotton underwear, I could see her nipples standing hard. Looking closer at her panties, a faint shadow of dark hair showed through at her crotch.
Beep. Beep-beep-beep.
That would be Sua coming in.
At the sound of the door, Mom let go of Sujeong's shoulders.
Sua had come home a little late today. She went straight into her room, grabbed a change of clothes, and stepped into her bathroom to shower.
Every bedroom in our house had its own bathroom. Sua didn't need to come back out at all; she started washing right there.
Ding-dong.
The things I had ordered yesterday must have arrived. Including Noona's computer.
Mom spoke into the intercom like she had done it a hundred times.
"Just leave it at the door~"
A fun idea occurred to me.
"Mom. What do you think it would be like if you were the one who answered the door for the delivery?"
"I can't~ A look like this is only for Master to see..."
"Yeah... fair enough."
I ate breakfast. Noona said she wasn't hungry and skipped it.
I sat on the sofa and patted my thigh.
Mom settled onto my lap as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Watching her, Sujeong thought to herself that there was no going back now.
On the sofa I kneaded Mom's breasts through her bra while grinding my stiff cock against the front of her panties. She answered the teasing by stroking my hair with one hand.
"Sujeong. You come here too."
I patted the empty spot to my right.
"Y... yes, Master."
Flushed with embarrassment, Sujeong sat down beside me as if she had been waiting for the invitation.
"Think you can suck my cock now?"
"....Yes."
Here it came. Almost the same situation as yesterday.
Noona slid down off the sofa and moved naturally between my legs. She knelt, arranged herself carefully, and looked up at me again.
Above my thick cock, Mom straddled me in her blue underwear, smiling down. The front of her panties was already wet, her pussy showing clearly through the fabric.
Mom... that's so filthy...
Sujeong's face went scarlet as she stared, fixed, at her mother's pussy.
"Oh my... Sujeong... don't look at Mom's private place..."
Mom smiled, then seemed to grow shy and lowered a hand to cover herself.
"Hands off, Mom. Show Sujeong everything."
"If Master says so..."
Mom dropped her hand and tilted her hips forward a little, as if proudly presenting her pussy to her daughter.
"Mom, sit on the floor now and watch Noona's blowjob for me."
"Yes~ Master."
Mom climbed off me and knelt beside Sujeong, facing me.
"Start, Noona."
"...Yes... Master."
Noona pulled my shorts down. I lifted my hips a little to make it easier.
My thick cock sprang free, nodding heavily.
"Hss... haah."
Noona took a deep breath and wrapped both hands around it. Then she began to ease it into her mouth.
Hwahp—
This time it went past the head, deeper.
Slurp... ghk... ghk... ghk...
Noona sucked me as deep as she could. Just as she had watched Mom do yesterday, she coated it with spit and kept going without swallowing, working soft and steady.
Mom watched Sujeong's blowjob in silence.
Ugh... it's even more embarrassing with Mom watching...
Sujeong, sucking her younger brother's cock right in front of her mother. She could feel her own pussy growing wet, little by little.
"Ghk... chup... eugh...!!!!!!!!!!"
That was when I pressed my toes lightly into the cleft of Noona's pussy.
"Wai— wait— Master—"
I gripped her head and pushed, making her keep sucking. My toes pressed more firmly against her pussy.
"Hah... Master... ghk... ghk... wait—"
When I wriggled my toes, Noona's body convulsed and her hips jerked.
Mom watched the whole scene, her own pussy soaking through.
"Mom, you can touch yourself."
"Yes, Master."
Mom slipped a hand into her panties and began to masturbate. She was enjoying this — offering her own daughter to her son, soaking her fingers in the wet heat of that forbidden thrill.
Noona's juices slicked my toes. Watching my thumb gleam with them, Mom kept rubbing herself.
"Mmmhh..."
Mom moaned. Noona heard it and kept sucking my cock.
Ah... Sua's going to come out of the bathroom any second... ahh...
Every kind of thought raced through Sujeong's head while her mouth worked.
Compared to Mom, Noona's blowjob didn't build the pressure as fast. Her warm mouth didn't seem to know where to put her tongue; she was mostly just licking up and down.
"Noona, try circling your tongue around the head while you suck."
"Ehk..."
The broken answer came as Sujeong scrambled to please me. When she started swirling her tongue and adding pressure, the stimulation finally began to climb.
She found herself wishing the toes teasing her pussy would press a little harder.
I was getting close.
"Sujeong. I'm about to come."
Me too... me too... me too...
Driven by a hunger she didn't fully understand, Sujeong started grinding her own pussy against my toes.
I felt it and put more force into them, attacking her harder.
At that exact moment, from Sua's room came the sound of the bathroom door opening — Sua, finished with her shower.