Chapter 153
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 153
Si-woo stood there for a long while, his member buried deep inside Aunt Seon-ju’s mouth and throat.
With both hands occupied—one clutching his smartphone and the other holding Aunt Seon-ju’s swimsuit—he gripped her head and forced his penis in all the way to the root.
The slippery sensation of the mucous membranes in her mouth and throat engulfed his penis.
Si-woo stood with his head tilted back, savoring the pleasurable sensation.
After a moment, he pulled his hips back slightly, giving Aunt Seon-ju a chance to breathe.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp~"
Aunt Seon-ju gathered the filth in her mouth and swallowed it down.
Si-woo’s semen, mixed with the chicken porridge, was sliding down her throat. It was undoubtedly a cocktail of Se-hee Noona’s saliva and Si-woo’s pre-cum, all blended together in her mouth before being swallowed.
Si-woo adjusted the position of his member, moving it back and forth within her mouth and throat.
A sense of fulfillment from dominating Aunt Seon-ju seemed to surge through his entire body.
Then, in one swift motion, he lunged deep into her throat.
His glans and the upper part of the shaft pierced deep into her gullet all at once.
"Mmph!"
Aunt Seon-ju flinched in surprise, accepting the full length of his member.
For a while, Si-woo kept his rock-hard cock buried deep inside her throat.
"Guh! Khhh... Khhh..."
As time passed, Aunt Seon-ju seemed to reach her limit, her body trembling as she let out pained groans.
Yet, even then, her wicked tongue kept moving, trying to make Si-woo ejaculate.
Enduring the tightening pressure of her throat and the coquettish caress of her tongue, Si-woo fought back the waves of impending climax.
He quickly raised his smartphone to record Aunt Seon-ju as she took him all the way to the root, pleasuring him with her tongue.
—Ding!
The humiliating sight of Aunt Seon-ju was captured on video.
—Schluck!
Si-woo abruptly yanked his penis out of her mouth, the force like a sudden backflow.
With her hands tied behind her back, Aunt Seon-ju’s body lurched forward violently, following the momentum of his withdrawal.
"Gah! Ugh! Haa! Cough... Haa..."
As soon as his member was pulled out, Aunt Seon-ju began to dry heave, gasping for air.
Losing her balance, her torso slumped forward.
Her blindfolded head slowly bowed toward the floor of the changing room.
In contrast, Si-woo’s penis, having emerged from her mouth, remained triumphantly erect, flaunting its presence.
Cleaned by Aunt Seon-ju’s saliva, his penis glistened under the changing room lights, standing tall and proud.
It seemed all the chicken porridge and filth had been thoroughly cleared away by her mouth.
"There’s still plenty of time left, Seon-ju, you fucking bitch! I’m going to keep pounding you today until you pass out, so don’t even think about slacking off!"
Si-woo spoke with a warning tone, lacing his words with profanity.
Despite gasping for breath, Aunt Seon-ju nodded at his words.
"And from today on, you’re below Se-hee, so watch yourself! If I hear even a whisper that you’ve been disrespectful to her, I’ll make sure you get a beating that lasts all night! Got it?!"
Si-woo spoke as if establishing and confirming the hierarchy between Aunt Seon-ju and Se-hee Noona.
"What?"
Aunt Seon-ju, who had been catching her breath with her head bowed, paused in momentary confusion at his words.
—Slap!
Si-woo immediately struck her buttocks as she knelt there with her torso bent forward.
"Answer me!!"
Si-woo raised his voice, demanding an immediate response as if her opinion or judgment didn't matter in the slightest.
"Hng! Yes... Master... Haa... Haa... I’ll... I’ll treat Se-hee-nim with respect from now on... Hng..."
Sounding exhausted and submissive, Aunt Seon-ju answered him, even adding the honorific "-nim" to Se-hee Noona’s name.
—Ding!
Si-woo stopped the recording and saved the video of Aunt Seon-ju to his phone.
Then, he sent the humiliating video he had just filmed to Se-hee Noona.
The '1' next to the sent video disappeared instantly.
In that moment, Si-woo felt a surge of tension in his member, as if it were about to burst.
* * *
Si-woo straightened Aunt Seon-ju’s upper body as she knelt before him.
He then prepared to dress her in the red micro bikini swimsuit he was holding.
He wrapped his arms around her to put the bikini top on her breasts.
The small red triangular patches were placed over the erect nipples and areolae of her supple breasts.
It was a design that left more than half of the flesh exposed, covering only the area around the nipples and areolae.
Si-woo pulled the strings behind her neck and back, tying them so that the top pressed slightly against her breasts.
The outlines of her thick, protruding nipples were visible beneath the red triangular fabric atop her large, well-shaped breasts.
Si-woo used his fingertips to flick the white flesh bulging from the bottom of the swimsuit, making a sharp snapping sound.
"Haa!"
Aunt Seon-ju let out a sharp, clear moan, her body flinching.
Her breasts, pushed upward by Si-woo’s fingertips, jiggled up and down along with her trembling body.
Suppressing the urge to shove his member into her right then and there, Si-woo pulled the kneeling Aunt Seon-ju to her feet.
Perhaps worried about the vibrator lodged inside her, she stood up cautiously and hesitantly, even with Si-woo’s support.
"If you drop what’s inside you, I’ll make you walk all the way to the park bathroom dressed like that!!"
Si-woo spoke in a coercive, harsh tone, as if giving her a stern warning.
"Yes... I’ll be careful, Master~!"
Aunt Seon-ju’s reply came with a slight, excited tremor.
Along with her answer, the muscles around her thighs and pelvis began to quiver subtly, as if tensed with anticipation.
Si-woo then knelt down to fit her feet into the swimsuit bottoms.
—Tap!
Si-woo lightly slapped Aunt Seon-ju’s bare buttocks as she stood there with her thighs pressed together, signaling her to lift one leg.
"Hng!"
Startled by the light spanking while blindfolded, Aunt Seon-ju let out another short moan.
As soon as Si-woo’s palm made contact, she slightly lifted the leg on that side off the changing room floor.
Si-woo slid the opening of the swimsuit bottoms over her raised foot.
Once the bottoms were around her ankle, Aunt Seon-ju slowly lowered her leg.
Si-woo then slapped her other buttock with a sharp sound.
"Hng!"
A sob-like gasp escaped her lips.
Aunt Seon-ju lifted her other leg to help Si-woo with what he was doing.
Si-woo felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had experienced this somewhere before.
The swimsuit, now around both her feet, was pulled up her smooth legs.
The small piece of fabric and thin strings passed over her shapely, firm thighs and settled onto her voluptuous hips, clinging to her secret mound.
Si-woo loosely tied the strings connected to the red fabric on both sides of her hips into bows.
Blindfolded and treated like an adult-sized real doll, Aunt Seon-ju was dressed according to Si-woo’s will.
She stood before him in a lewd state, her vital areas barely covered by the thin strings.
The bikini top, barely the size of half a palm, covered only the tips of her breasts, while the bottoms, no larger than a mini-pouch that could barely fit a single card, hung precariously from the tied strings.
There stood Aunt Seon-ju—blindfolded, hands tied behind her back, and wearing a highly revealing red micro bikini.
A few strands of her groomed pubic hair peeked out from the edges of the swimsuit bottoms.
Si-woo raised his smartphone and began taking photos of her.
—Click!
—Click!
—Click!
The photos were immediately sent to Se-hee Noona’s smartphone.
Soon, the '1' next to the photos disappeared.
Se-hee Noona had checked the humiliating photos of Aunt Seon-ju.
Si-woo grabbed the other end of the jump rope binding Aunt Seon-ju’s arms and led her toward the living room, as if taking her for a walk.
* * *
Aunt Seon-ju and Si-woo entered the living room.
Se-hee Noona was sitting at the dining table, typing a message as if she were in a conversation with someone.
When she spotted them, she flinched and quickly flipped her phone over on the table to hide the screen.
Se-hee Noona stared at Aunt Seon-ju, who was blindfolded, bound with rope, and barely covered by the thin scraps of red fabric.
Her eyes seemed to hold a mixture of tension and anticipation as she looked toward Si-woo and Aunt Seon-ju.
With Aunt Seon-ju in the lead and his massive pillar still standing tall and unyielding, Si-woo walked toward the kitchen table where Se-hee Noona was waiting.