Chapter 128
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 128
"Since when did you know?"
Squelch... squelch... squelch!
After bringing Aunt Gyu-ri to climax several times, Si-woo slowed the rhythm of his hips and questioned her.
"Haaah... ahhh... wh-what?"
Even in her dazed state, Aunt Gyu-ri managed to answer his question.
"I asked since when did you know I wasn't Cheol-jin?!"
Si-woo pressed her, his voice tinged with a hint of anger as if he found her deception resentful. Any sense of duty or morality that required him to use formal speech with her had long since vanished.
"Does... does that matter?" Aunt Gyu-ri asked playfully, as if teasing him.
Thwack! Thwack!
Without hesitation, Si-woo’s palms came down hard on her.
"Ahhh! Haaah!"
Her moans sounded a bit exaggerated. It seemed she was intentionally provoking him, knowing full well she’d be punished. This behavior and tone were unimaginable given her usual personality.
"Answer me properly! Gyu-ri, you knew from the start, didn't you?!"
Si-woo spoke to his friend's mother informally, as if strictly rebuking her.
"N-no... ngh... at first, I really d-didn't know," Aunt Gyu-ri said, her voice sounding as if she were on the verge of tears.
"Then when? When did you find out?"
Si-woo continued his interrogation, his informal speech and his thrusting continuing as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Ah, ahhh... earlier, when you slapped my cheek with your... your cock, pretending it was a dildo... ngh."
"So you knew then? Then why did you pretend not to? To make a fool out of me?!"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Si-woo raised his voice, driving his hips in deep.
"Ahhh... n-no! It wasn't like that... even then, I wasn't sure... hngh..."
Aunt Gyu-ri spoke as if she were being wronged, barely suppressing her moans.
"And then?"
Si-woo slowed his pace, giving her a chance to explain.
"Haaah... earlier in the bathroom, you wrote on my b-butt with your finger, remember? Your handwriting is d-different from Cheol-jin's... that's how I knew."
She tried her best to explain the logical process of how she discovered his identity.
"But why didn't you say anything right away?"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Si-woo’s grip on her waist tightened again as his piston thrusting sped up.
"Ahhh... haah... what was I supposed to say then? Ngh... hngh... anyway, you were being q-quiet because you didn't want me to find out, right? Ahhh, haah, ngh!"
Bound and helpless, Aunt Gyu-ri argued back even as she was subjected to his violent thrusting.
"So you just stayed quiet?!"
Si-woo scolded her again, his tone threatening.
"I... I was going to tell you... really! Hngh... but I thought you might feel u-uncomfortable like last time... so I waited until after you tied me up again... ahhh... to talk... haah..."
Her words came out in fragments, interrupted by moans. Her considerate heart reached Si-woo in a strangely erotic way. It seemed she was remembering the time he had slapped her butt and then bolted out the front door in a panic.
Hearing her benevolent tone and thoughtful attitude, Si-woo felt a ticklish, melting sensation near his heart. Realizing her playful but sincere intentions, he suddenly found her incredibly lovely.
"Still, you deceived me all the same!"
But he immediately acted stubborn, as if to prolong the game.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Si-woo intentionally began to swing his hips more aggressively.
"Ahhh! Haaah! I... I'm sorry! Ahhh!"
Aunt Gyu-ri’s cries grew louder in sync with his movements. Bound as she was, she had no choice but to helplessly accept his reckless thrusting. With his cock deep inside her, she climaxed several more times, her restricted body vibrating with pleasure.
* * *
Lunchtime at school had already passed while he was performing this punishment sex on her. He maintained a relentless, infinite rhythm, controlling his pace. After days of training with his mom, Aunt Seon-ju, and Se-hee Noona, Si-woo seemed to have become quite adept at controlling his ejaculation.
After several intense orgasms, a calm lull followed. With his cock still inside her, Si-woo’s hips moved gently back and forth as if resting.
"Have you reflected on what you did?"
"Haah... haah... ngh..."
Aunt Gyu-ri let out short, rhythmic moans, matching the pace of his light thrusting as she caught her breath. As the intense pleasure subsided, Si-woo began to notice his surroundings. The outside air and noise were still drifting in through the open front door of Cheol-jin's house, like something from another dimension.
The pussy fluid that had flowed down her thighs had soaked the sofa and the floor beneath it. Various tools were scattered across the floor—whips, feathers, and the dildo and vibrating egg they had just used.
And right next to the sofa...
The plastic bag from the convenience store, containing the bread and strawberry milk he had bought, finally caught his eye.
"Aren't you hungry? You haven't had lunch yet, right? Is it okay if you don't eat? I bought bread and strawberry milk for you, Gyu-ri..."
Si-woo asked while keeping his hips moving.
"I'm hungry~ ngh... I didn't even get to eat breakfast properly~ I was making food when Cheol-jin... ahhh... suddenly... did this to me, you know? Hngh..."
She spoke as if complaining and pleading with him.
"Then do you want some of the bread I bought? With the milk?"
Si-woo asked, gently stroking her back with pity.
"Yes, I'll eat... b-but how? I'm tied up like this... Si-woo, will you feed me? Ahhh..."
It would have been simpler to ask him to undo the handcuffs and ropes, but she spoke with a coquettish moan, as if such a thing were forbidden by some unspoken providence or rule.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of everything..."
While still inserted, Si-woo twisted his body slightly to the side and reached out to pick up the plastic bag from the floor. As he turned to lift the bag, his penis writhed and churned inside her.
"Ahhh! Haaah... hngh... ahhh!"
Aunt Gyu-ri let out a series of suppressed screams. In her prone position, his cock was pressing against her vaginal walls at an extraordinary angle like a lever, and the sensation seemed almost painful.
"Are... are you okay? Did that hurt a lot?"
Si-woo asked in a panic, looking worried.
"I'm fine... ngh..."
She replied, shaking her head from side to side with her face buried in the sofa cushion. Si-woo took the bread out of the bag and tore open the packaging. He broke off a piece, leaned forward, and reached toward her mouth.
"Haah... hngh... ah."
As his weight shifted onto her, the friction between her labia and his cock intensified. Si-woo popped the bread into her mouth as it opened with a moan. She took the bread and began to chew.
He repeated this several times, feeding her piece by piece. All of this—the entire act of feeding her—was done from behind her bound body, with his massive cock still buried deep inside her. Every time he leaned forward to put bread in her mouth, a moan escaped her lips. The sight of her satisfying her hunger and her lust simultaneously looked somewhat vulgar, yet incredibly captivating.
* * *
Si-woo looked down at the unfamiliar sight of her eating and began to rub her buttocks in a circular motion with his palms.
"By the way, do you do this kind of thing with Cheol-jin often?"
"Ch-Cheol-jin? It hasn't been long since we started doing this..."
"Really? You seem quite used to it. Did you do it a lot with Mister before?"
Si-woo brought up her husband, testing her reaction.
"I... I wonder...? To me, you seem... ahhh... more used to this than I am. Especially with an older woman... ngh."
As she spoke provocatively, her body shook and her pussy hole tightened around his cock as if convulsing from her own excitement. Despite her words, the way she sat there accepting bread from him made her look so petite and cute to Si-woo. Unable to hold back any longer, he pulled his shaft out almost entirely before slamming it back in with all his might.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Caught off guard, her buttocks were thrust forward by the force of his pelvis, nearly lifting her off the sofa.
"Ahhh! Hngh! Ahhh!"
Her screams erupted in surprise. Si-woo moved his hips violently for a long while. Then, he suddenly remembered he was supposed to be feeding her. He stopped and slowly pulled back to readjust his position.
"Haah... haaaah... ngh."
Her buttocks, which had been lifted along with her knees, twitched uncontrollably as they settled back down, still impaled by his penis.
"Want some strawberry milk too?"
Si-woo shamelessly offered her the milk as if nothing had happened.
"Haah... yes... st-strawberry milk... be careful... not to spill it... hngh..."
Aunt Gyu-ri, looking half-insane, tried to maintain her composure as she answered. Si-woo pulled out the strawberry milk and prepared to feed her. Their strange, late afternoon lunch continued on.