Chapter 356 (Seon-ju, Se-young, Su-a)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 356 (Seon-ju, Se-young, Su-a)
Si-woo pushed the remaining shoulder strap of Su-a’s apron frill dress down her arm.
Once both straps were cleared from her shoulders, the reddish-brown frilled dress slid down her body as if caressing her skin.
The shopping bag Su-a had been holding had already fallen to the floor the moment Si-woo laid hands on her.
The dress caught briefly on the panties rolled around her thighs before folding onto the floor like a pile of dough.
Below Su-a’s waist, only the wine-colored panties bunched around one thigh and the white knee-high socks barely reaching her knees remained.
Her panties and socks were completely soaked with the pussy fluid that had leaked from the crevice of her groin.
As for her upper body, she wore nothing but the necklace and the leash around her neck.
It was Su-a’s captivating naked body—not yet fully matured, but already possessing the soft, feminine curves and contours of a woman.
As her bare body was revealed in front of everyone, Su-a covered her breasts and groin with both arms, looking embarrassed by the concentrated attention.
However, her back and buttocks, which her arms couldn't reach, were left defenselessly exposed to Si-woo.
The flesh of Su-a’s exposed buttocks was flushed red and swollen.
Seeing the red marks left in the shape of his own hand, a sadistic sense of conquest and excitement surged in Si-woo’s chest.
Si-woo set down the crossbody bag he was wearing and took a deep breath.
Then, he struck Su-a’s buttocks again, where the capillaries had already begun to burst.
—Slap!
“Mmmph!”
A wet, stinging sound of flesh hitting flesh rang out, followed by Su-a’s sobbing breath through her nose.
—Slap! Slap! Slap!
Si-woo’s palm rained down repeatedly on the already swollen mounds of flesh.
In front of a mother kneeling half-naked, Si-woo mercilessly thrashed the buttocks of her nearly naked daughter.
“Huuuh! Huff! Huuuuuh!”
Perhaps not expecting the immediate barrage of strikes the moment her clothes were removed, Su-a bucked her body in surprise, exhaling long, pained breaths through her nose.
Even as she twisted her body with a pained expression and let out pitiful moans, she eventually stuck out her buttocks to endure Si-woo’s touch, as if resigning herself to the pain.
As the number of strikes increased, tears began to well in Su-a’s eyes from the significant pain.
Feeling a fear entirely different from any previous spanking, Su-a trembled violently even as she was being hit.
Struggling to maintain her ragged breathing, Su-a began to cough out bits of the semen she was holding in her mouth, letting it spill out along with her nasal breaths.
Si-woo continued the harsh spanking while observing Aunt Seon-ju’s expression.
With every strike of Si-woo’s palm against Su-a’s reddened buttocks, the expression on Aunt Seon-ju’s face shifted subtly.
It was the expression of a helpless mother forced to watch her precious daughter suffer...
At the same time, it was the expression of a female slave, seemingly drenched in masochistic excitement as even her maternal instincts were controlled by the will of her young nephew and master, Si-woo.
“Su-a, you fucking bitch! What did I tell you to do the moment we got home?! Did you forget everything I said in the car?!”
Si-woo stopped hitting her and shouted curses at Su-a, making sure Seon-ju was watching.
“Huu... huff... huuu...”
With tears in her eyes, Su-a let out a pained groan, her expression suggesting she had remembered the command Si-woo gave her in the car.
Beads of cold sweat were forming on Su-a’s forehead after the repeated strikes to her buttocks.
“Do it now, you bitch! Do you want to keep getting thrashed?”
Si-woo raised his hand threateningly and shouted at the hesitating Su-a.
Startled by Si-woo’s aggressive urging, Su-a flinched and approached Aunt Seon-ju.
The sight of Su-a approaching her mother while trembling and catching her breath was pitiful, yet it seemed to stimulate Si-woo’s sadistic desires and excitement even more.
Su-a was still covering her breasts and groin with her arms out of embarrassment.
Si-woo admired Su-a’s buttocks, which were now even redder and more swollen than before.
The combination of the white over-the-knee socks and the wine-colored panties around her thigh was reminiscent of erotic adult lingerie.
Just the imagination of a white rabbit-tail anal plug being inserted into the crack of Su-a’s buttocks in that state made Si-woo’s cock throb as if it were about to burst.
Si-woo raised his smartphone and pointed the camera lens at Su-a.
—Beep!
Si-woo began recording a video of Su-a’s back as she approached Aunt Seon-ju.
Aunt Seon-ju looked up at the approaching Su-a with her mouth half-open and her eyes unfocused.
She glanced briefly toward Si-woo as if conscious of the camera, but then quickly returned her gaze to Su-a.
Like a rookie adult film actress trying to ignore the camera on purpose, she awkwardly turned her gaze away and put on a seductive expression, seemingly trying to fulfill her given role.
Aunt Seon-ju seemed to understand exactly what her daughter, Su-a, was about to do to her.
As Su-a drew closer, Seon-ju’s breathing became heavy and labored.
Si-woo followed behind Su-a, approaching the spot where Aunt Seon-ju was kneeling.
Feeling as if he were playing a first-person 3D game, Si-woo stared intensely at the mother and daughter reflected on his smartphone screen.
Su-a reached Aunt Seon-ju, stopping at a distance where they could touch if they just reached out.
Aunt Seon-ju looked up at Su-a with a subtly distorted smile.
“You’ve done this once before, haven't you? Though I think the roles were reversed back then.”
Si-woo spoke, recalling the time Aunt Seon-ju had passed the semen he ejaculated into her mouth over to Su-a.
She had experience holding semen in her mouth and giving it to her daughter, but was receiving it a different experience altogether?
Kneeling with her hands gathered in front of her knees, Aunt Seon-ju’s face was flushed bright red as she looked up at Su-a.
Su-a leaned down, cupping Aunt Seon-ju’s cheeks with both hands.
She then brought her mouth directly to Aunt Seon-ju’s face.
Still kneeling, Aunt Seon-ju parted her lips slightly and tilted her head toward Su-a.
“Chuup”
Su-a’s lips pressed against Seon-ju’s.
“Mmph! Mmmph—!”
Their parted mouths locked together as if refusing to allow even a sliver of space between their lips.
The semen that had been in Su-a’s mouth was pushed into Aunt Seon-ju’s mouth along with her tongue.
Aunt Seon-ju used her tongue and lips to accept the semen being passed from Su-a’s tongue.
Then, the semen was passed back from Aunt Seon-ju’s mouth to Su-a’s.
The semen moved back and forth between their mouths for a long time, mixing with their saliva.
The mother and daughter exchanged the semen as if they were lovers sharing a deep, passionate kiss.
Aunt Seon-ju, who had her hands on the floor, wrapped her arms around Su-a’s back.
She caressed Su-a’s back while they continued to exchange the semen.
Seon-ju’s hands gradually slid down until they were resting on Su-a’s swollen, bare buttocks.
Aunt Seon-ju rubbed Su-a’s buttocks with a light, caressing touch.
“Hngh—!!”
Su-a flinched, tensing her buttocks as she felt the sting.
Aunt Seon-ju moved her hands from the buttocks to Su-a’s waist, stroking her as if to comfort her.
It was an act that seemed to console her daughter’s pain without breaking the contact of their lips and tongues as they held Si-woo’s semen.
Seeing Aunt Seon-ju’s behavior, which radiated both maternal love and carnal lust, Si-woo’s cock throbbed violently once more.
He felt a surge of excitement and sadistic desire that threatened to make him lose his mind.
Slap!
Suddenly, Si-woo struck Su-a’s buttocks hard once again.
“Hauuuuuh!”
With her lips still pressed against Aunt Seon-ju’s, Su-a moaned and bucked her body in pain.
“Su-a! Now, pass everything in your mouth over to Seon-ju!!”
Si-woo commanded the pained, moaning Su-a.
As if obeying the command instantly, Su-a pushed all the remaining semen into Aunt Seon-ju’s mouth.
Once the semen was transferred, Su-a slowly pulled her lips away from Aunt Seon-ju’s.
Several thick, silver strands of saliva stretched between the mother and daughter’s mouths before finally snapping.
The traces of filth flowing around their lips and down their chins were captured by the camera with a highly suggestive flair.
“Don’t swallow it yet! Just hold it in your mouth!”
Si-woo commanded, pointing the smartphone camera lens directly at Aunt Seon-ju’s face.