Chapter 341 (Se-young, Su-a)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 341 (Se-young, Su-a)
The leashes, connected to their dog collars, ran inside their dresses and trailed out from beneath their skirts.
Si-woo held the handles of the leashes in one hand, having gathered them as they emerged from under his sisters' skirts.
Walking a bit ahead of them, Si-woo followed the winding path guided by the dim floor lights of the corridor.
Behind him, his sisters walked on either side, forming a triangle as they moved forward, following his lead.
Was it shame rather than fear that dominated them now?
Until just a moment ago, they had been clinging to Si-woo’s arms, their breasts pressed against him in terror.
But the moment Si-woo put the collars on them, they grew silent and kept their distance, as if their previous fright had been a lie.
Su-a was naturally quiet, but even Se-young followed behind him with her mouth shut tight.
* * *
When Si-woo gave the leashes a sharp tug, the tension pulled the girls' dresses upward.
Bathed in the faint glow of the floor lights, Se-young and Su-a’s groins were momentarily exposed beneath their skirts.
"Hah...!"
Se-young and Su-a let out startled moans.
The sisters hurriedly pressed their hands against their rising skirts and scurried forward to close the gap, trying to slacken the leashes.
Si-woo repeated this several times, pulling the cords as if toying with them, relishing the thrill of the precarious situation.
Su-a was wearing panties with a pad, but Se-young had nothing on underneath.
Perhaps because of this, Su-a’s reactions—her level of panic and her haste to close the distance to lower her skirt—seemed noticeably slower than Se-young’s.
The sense of shame one felt while wearing panties was vastly different from being completely bare.
Feeling that this was somehow unfair, Si-woo stopped in his tracks, turned around, and approached Su-a.
Without hesitation, he reached under Su-a’s skirt and shoved her panties down to her mid-thighs.
Her underwear now hung precariously low beneath her skirt, held there by Si-woo’s hand.
Si-woo lifted Su-a’s dress to inspect her groin and the lowered panties.
Attached to the panties caught at her mid-thigh was a panty liner, stained with a mix of Si-woo’s semen and her virgin blood.
The bleeding from the wound where her hymen had ruptured seemed to have mostly stopped.
However, the semen Si-woo had ejaculated inside her twice already began to leak from the slit of Su-a’s groin.
A camera mounted on the wall looked down as if watching that very scene.
The mere fact that they were being watched added a layer of heightened tension to the play with his sisters.
Even in this charged atmosphere, it didn't seem like anyone would appear to stop or interfere with him.
"Keep it like that until we get home!"
Si-woo commanded Su-a, acting as if he didn't care at all about the semen trickling down her thighs.
"Un... until we get home?"
Su-a asked back, sounding flustered by the command to maintain that state until they reached the house.
She had likely assumed this play was limited to the confines of the haunted house.
Ignoring her question, Si-woo looked down at her, waiting for the submissive answer of a slave to his command.
"Okay..."
Su-a lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, and answered bashfully.
—It was as if she had suddenly become acutely aware of the difference in status between herself and the person standing before her.—
Si-woo turned his gaze from the dejected Su-a to Se-young, who was standing beside them.
Uncharacteristically, Se-young’s face was flushed, and she watched the exchange between Si-woo and Su-a with unfocused, hazy eyes.
From the moment the collars were fastened, something seemed to have shifted inside both Se-young and Su-a.
Both sisters seemed to understand clearly what the dog collars around their necks symbolized and meant.
As they passed through each section of the corridor, Si-woo searched for the cameras mounted on the walls.
Whenever he spotted one, he took the opportunity to jerk the leashes upward, exposing Su-a and Se-young’s skirts.
In the dim light, the sisters' wet mounds and deep pink fissures were revealed beneath their lifted dresses.
* * *
As they moved further in, the lighting grew so dark that colors became indistinguishable.
Along with grotesquely distorted screams, human figures brushed past Si-woo and his sisters several times, sending chills down their spines.
Si-woo and the girls knew these unrecognizable figures were actors dressed as ghosts, waiting to startle the visitors.
Si-woo was certain that just as they could barely make out the actors, the actors wouldn't be able to see him and his sisters clearly in the darkness either.
"Should we lower them a bit more? It's dark anyway, so they won't be able to see well, right?"
Si-woo spoke to Su-a, careful not to be overheard by the actors.
He pulled the panties that were hanging halfway down Su-a’s thighs all the way down to her ankles.
Her legs momentarily tensed, but she did not resist or rebel against his actions.
Su-a’s facial expression was hidden by the shadows.
However, Si-woo could tell that she was struggling to follow him with an awkward gait, her face likely beet-red from the shame of having her panties around her ankles.
Just imagining Su-a’s state made Si-woo’s penis swell as if it were about to burst.
He could hear Su-a’s breathing becoming slightly labored behind him.
Beside her, Se-young also seemed to be getting excited by imagining Su-a’s predicament, letting out deep, suppressed breaths.
As if to balance the level of shame, Si-woo used his smartphone to activate the vibrator Se-young was wearing.
—Bzzzzzzzzzt!
The vibrator began to hum against Se-young’s groin with a powerful vibration.
"Haaah... ah... hah..."
He could feel Se-young’s breathing grow ragged and erratic.
She tried to turn on the neck fan she was wearing to mask the sound, just as she had done before.
But Si-woo stopped her.
Only the sound of the vibrator and the moans of Se-young and Su-a echoed through the corridor, mingling with the eerie noises blaring from the speakers.
The two sisters walked with their wet, bare labia exposed beneath their wide-open dresses.
Emotions like chilliness or fear were already far from their minds.
The tremors of his sisters, twitching from humiliating pleasure, were transmitted through the leashes Si-woo held.
* * *
Si-woo pulled up his T-shirt, exposing his penis to the air.
The upper half of his penis, hooked over the waistband of his pants, jutted out.
—Of course, it was mostly hidden by the darkness...—
The CCTV cameras were capturing the dark corridor where Si-woo and his sisters were walking.
What if they had infrared recording, and someone in a control room was watching them vividly?
The mere thought sent a shiver down Si-woo’s spine.
Si-woo pulled Su-a and Se-young’s leashes forward firmly.
Su-a and Se-young, who had been walking behind, were pulled close to his body.
They were now lined up as if walking side-by-side in the narrow passage.
Si-woo guided their hands toward his penis.
He made Su-a grasp the shaft of his cock.
He had Se-young cup and hold his scrotum from underneath.
Without resistance, the sisters followed his lead, wrapping their hands around Si-woo’s cock and scrotum.
Se-young’s hand was on his balls, while Su-a’s hand touched his glans.
Si-woo increased the intensity of Se-young’s vibrator to its highest setting.
—Vrrrrrrrrrr!
"Haaah-ahhh!"
As if the louder vibration and Se-young’s sudden moan were a signal, the sisters' hands began to move vigorously.
Se-young squeezed his scrotum as if wringing it...
Su-a intensely stroked the shaft, slick with pre-cum, from the glans down to the base...
Si-woo and his sisters moved through the dark corridor, immersed in their lewd acts.
The actors dressed as ghosts passed by them several times, trying to scare them, but they didn't seem to notice what Si-woo and the girls were doing.
* * *
In a corner where the CCTV cameras couldn't reach, Si-woo stopped his sisters, hiding them in the shadows.
He figured this was the most suitable place if he wanted to do something more with them.
Si-woo stood straight, removing their hands from his genitals and balls.
He checked the surroundings to ensure there was no sign of anyone else.
Then, he turned directly toward Su-a.
Si-woo grabbed the hem of Su-a’s dress and pulled it all the way up to her neck, then slipped her arms out of the sleeves.
The dress was pushed back over her head like a cape.
Su-a was left standing there, virtually naked.