Chapter 353 (Se-young, Su-a)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 353 (Se-young, Su-a)
Si-woo pulled Su-a’s skirt down from her waist, covering her groin and thighs.
Aside from the knee-high socks reaching just above her knees and the wine-colored panties hanging off one foot like a Möbius strip, Su-a’s groin and thighs had been completely exposed. Now, that bare skin was exquisitely hidden by the descending fabric.
Si-woo also pulled the skirt down from where it had bunched up under her raised hips, ensuring her shameful holes were no longer visible.
Regardless of her wet thighs or the state of the fabric beneath, Si-woo first focused on properly adjusting the disheveled wine-colored dress to fit Su-a’s body.
Except for the orange dog collar and leash, Su-a’s appearance now looked mostly restored.
Holding the leash that trailed out from her cleavage, Si-woo hesitated for a moment, about to tuck it back inside her dress so it won't be seen.
In that instant, he imagined Su-a walking down the street with the leash exposed.
In the crowded department store, the attention had been dispersed, so even if someone noticed the collar, it wouldn't have been a major issue.
If I’d kept the leash tucked inside, it would have been hard to even realize she was wearing a collar unless someone looked closely...
But what about the alleys and roads near the house, where neighbors or acquaintances might pass by at any moment?
Si-woo began to picture Su-a taking a stroll on the road in front of the house with the orange leash out in the open.
He pulled the leash taut over the outside of the dress, letting it rest near the crotch of her skirt.
The thought of Su-a trembling with shame under the intense gazes of neighbors every time they passed someone made Si-woo’s cock swell as if it was about to burst.
* * *
After inflating his dick to its limit with that pleasant delusion, Si-woo prepared to fix his own clothes as they got ready to disembark.
He started to tuck his penis back into his clothes to hide his erection as he usually did, but then he paused.
Because his massive penis had been inside Su-a’s body until just moments ago, it was drenched in pussy fluid.
If he tucked his damp penis away like that, it would surely soak his groin and the front of his T-shirt.
Si-woo looked for something to wipe the mess off his penis.
He could have wiped the fluids clinging to his shaft on the seat of Su-a’s skirt, but he wanted to handle it in a more special way.
He turned toward Se-young to check on her.
Si-woo intended to use Se-young’s face and hair to wipe the moisture and filth off his penis.
He planned to clean himself on her face while simultaneously fixing her dress, which was currently pushed down to her waist.
However, it seemed Se-young, having watched Si-woo fix Su-a’s clothes, had already finished dressing herself.
Had she realized she was destined for the same fate?
Se-young’s dog collar and leash hung down over the chest of her denim dress, alongside her portable mini fan.
Si-woo stroked Se-young’s head as if she had been a good girl.
He shifted his hips to the center seat and sat Su-a down beside him.
Then, leaning back against the seat, he thrust his pelvis forward, presenting his wet, erect penis.
He wrapped his hand around the handle of Se-young’s leash, which was draped over her thighs.
At the same time, he grabbed the leash dangling between Su-a’s legs.
He pulled both leashes firmly, forcing the sisters' upper bodies close to his penis.
The two younger sisters brought their faces right up to Si-woo’s stiff, upright penis, nearly collapsing forward.
Si-woo placed a hand on the back of each girl's head and pressed their faces against his fully swollen cock.
Su-a and Se-young, their cheeks slightly puffed out as they held his semen in their mouths, began to rub their faces against his penis.
The filth on his shaft smeared onto their puffed cheeks and lips.
Si-woo gripped their hair, messing it up.
Then, he applied more pressure, mashing their heads against his penis.
"Mmph...!"
The sisters strained their cheeks and mouths, trying not to let a single drop of the semen they were holding leak out.
From the pressure applied from both sides, a squeezing pleasure surged from the tip of his penis down the shaft.
"When we get home, Su-a, you go first. Transfer everything in your mouth into Seon-ju’s mouth! Don't leave a single drop!"
Si-woo commanded, roughly grinding their faces against his massive penis.
"Mmm... nngh."
With her mouth full of Si-woo’s semen and her hair gripped tight, Su-a responded with a small, muffled moan and a blink instead of words.
"Se-young, after Su-a is done, you spit everything in your mouth onto Seon-ju’s face! Make sure it’s coated evenly! I don't care if it gets on her clothes!"
Si-woo continued, instructing Se-young on what she needed to do once they entered Aunt Seon-ju’s house.
Se-young answered by rubbing her cheek against Si-woo’s penis as if nodding.
Smiling with satisfaction at his sisters' responses, Si-woo’s penis twitched.
After the ritual of defiling Aunt Seon-ju’s mouth and face with the semen from his sisters' mouths, he planned to make her wear the dog collar he bought today.
The black leather dog collar with the double buckle...
He imagined Aunt Seon-ju kneeling before him and the sisters, her face and mouth covered in semen.
He intended to have Su-a fasten the final leash on her.
Si-woo was determined to degrade Aunt Seon-ju into a bottom-tier slave, ranked even lower than his sisters.
Si-woo finished wiping the remaining moisture on Su-a and Se-young’s hair.
The fluids that were on his penis were absorbed into the sisters' faces and hair as if they were applying cosmetic cream.
Only then did the sisters look ready for their walk through the neighborhood.
* * *
Si-woo pulled up his pants and tucked his shaft against the waistband.
Pressed down by the waistband, his erect penis lay flat against his stomach, and he covered it with the hem of his white T-shirt.
He buttoned up his open navy checkered shirt to hide the prominent outline of his penis.
After swinging his bag around to the front to position it over his crotch, Si-woo finally looked ready as well.
He peeked through the curtains to check outside.
The van was currently traveling along the road just before entering the residential alleys of Aunt Seon-ju’s neighborhood.
"Mister! You can drop us off here!"
Si-woo leaned forward and spoke loudly enough for the driver to hear.
"There's still a bit to go. You want to get off here?"
The driver looked back at the rear seat and asked for confirmation.
"Yes, I want to walk home with my sisters to get some fresh air."
Si-woo answered naturally.
The call van soon pulled over at the entrance of the residential alley.
"Thank you! Get home safe!"
Si-woo gave a polite farewell, gathered the shopping bags and luggage, and stepped out of the van.
The sisters followed suit, bowing their heads to the driver before quickly exiting the van as if escaping.
Whether the driver noticed or not, Si-woo was holding the sisters' leashes in his hand as they stepped out.
Their faces glisten under the pouring sunlight, and their hair shone with moisture.
The sisters kept their mouths shut tight, filled with shame, breathing heavily through their noses as they cautiously scanned their surroundings before casting their eyes downward.
Under the bright sunlight, the deep flush on their pale faces stood out even more.
As the vehicle drove away, Si-woo looked around the residential alley. Fortunately—or perhaps unfortunately—there weren't many people around.
The sisters looked slightly relieved.
Though a bit dissatisfied, Si-woo decided it was better to start the play at this level for the sake of later fun.
He flicked the leashes he was holding to urge them forward.
"Hmph," "Ah..."
Su-a and Se-young made small sounds in response to Si-woo and began to walk ahead.
Was it because they couldn't speak with their mouths full of semen?
As Si-woo walked while holding their leashes, he truly felt like he was taking pets out for a stroll.
If they were real pets, would I eventually get to see them urinating or defecating on the street?
Si-woo’s fantasy, born of pure curiosity, began to spread, stirring his spine with a dizzying sensation of pleasure.