Chapter 362 (Seon-ju, Se-young, Su-a)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 362 (Seon-ju, Se-young, Su-a)
"Haaaaaa..."
Exhaling a hot breath, Si-woo captured the entire scene with his smartphone camera.
He held the phone high, adjusting the angle to a complete top-down bird's-eye view, framing Aunt Seon-ju and his younger sisters in the shot.
Su-a and Aunt Seon-ju were facing each other across his cock shaft, licking it with devoted care.
Meanwhile, Se-young had her tongue pressed beneath the glans, catching the fluids dripping down into her mouth.
Watching his three slaves, Si-woo’s lips curled into a deeply satisfied smirk.
* * *
At the bottom of the vertical rectangular screen, Si-woo’s thighs, soiled with filth, were briefly visible.
It was the trace of irreverence left behind when Aunt Seon-ju, her mouth full of the girls' saliva and Si-woo’s semen, had been unable to endure his deep throat and coughed it all out.
In that moment, Si-woo felt a surge of the same sadistic urge he’d felt toward Aunt Seon-ju earlier.
"Su-a, stop licking for a second. Stand up and take off those socks!"
Si-woo commanded sternly, his voice cold as he looked down at Su-a, who was busy licking his penis.
He was ordering her to remove the white knee-high socks she was wearing.
Su-a, who had been licking his penis with dazed, downcast eyes, flinched as if startled and pulled her mouth away.
She turned her head toward Si-woo’s face and stole a glance upward. When their eyes met, she quickly looked away in embarrassment and hurriedly stood up.
The smartphone camera in Si-woo’s hand followed her every move.
Perhaps a bit short of breath from licking his penis for so long, Su-a’s shoulders heaved slightly as she tried to steady her breathing.
Following Si-woo’s command, she pulled off her over-the-knee socks one leg at a time.
As they came off, Su-a’s pale, long, and smooth legs were revealed.
Now, the only things she wore were the wine-colored panties hooked around one thigh and a matching dog collar.
The white over-the-knee socks she had just stripped off were damp, soaked with pussy fluid and other bodily secretions.
Standing there with the socks in hand, Su-a cast her gaze downward and awkwardly held them out toward Si-woo, as if asking what to do next.
Si-woo nudged one of his knees toward her, showing her the semen smeared on his thigh.
It was a silent command to use the socks she’d just taken off to wipe the semen from his leg.
Understanding his gesture, Su-a nodded and knelt back down in front of his crotch.
She reached forward with the bunched-up socks and pressed them against his thigh.
With great care, Su-a used her own socks to wipe away the semen and filth from Si-woo’s thigh.
Not just his thigh, but under his scrotum, between his legs, and even his lower belly and the sides of his groin where the semen had splattered—Su-a used the balled-up socks to meticulously clean up her mother’s mess.
After wiping away all the semen from Si-woo’s body except for his penis, Su-a looked up at him, waiting for the next command.
'Spit!'
Si-woo didn't make a sound; he simply mouthed the word to her.
Su-a looked flustered for a moment, as if she hadn't understood.
Si-woo extended the index finger of the hand holding the three slaves' leashes and pointed at the socks in Su-a’s hand.
In that instant, Su-a shuddered as she realized what he wanted.
Immediately, she spat the fluids held in her mouth onto the socks already messy with semen and filth.
The over-the-knee socks in her hand became even more sodden with her saliva and Si-woo’s semen.
After confirming she had spat out every drop of semen and filth from her mouth, Si-woo reached out with his leash-holding hand and took the slime-covered socks from her.
"Seon-ju! Open your mouth, you fucking bitch!"
Si-woo barked the order at Aunt Seon-ju, who was still sucking on his shaft with her eyes closed.
The moment the words left his mouth, Aunt Seon-ju pulled away from his penis, tilted her head back, and opened her mouth wide.
Still with her eyes shut, she seemed to be trying not to let any remaining pre-cum spill out, as if she expected her daughter and niece to pass Si-woo’s semen into her mouth again...
Aunt Seon-ju appeared to be waiting for them to spray the semen they had gathered back into her mouth.
At that moment, Si-woo took one of the socks he’d received from Su-a and shoved it directly into Aunt Seon-ju’s mouth.
"Mmph!"
Aunt Seon-ju let out a muffled groan of surprise as Su-a’s wet sock suddenly filled her mouth and blocked her airway.
She had expected to receive the semen-mixed filth from her niece and daughter as Si-woo had previously ordered.
Instead, she struggled to process the sensation of the unfamiliar object that had been thrust into her mouth in such an unexpected way.
The wad of thin fabric, tasting and smelling damp and fishy, clung to the inside of her mouth.
Aunt Seon-ju quickly realized that what was in her mouth was the very sock her daughter had just been wearing.
Su-a’s over-the-knee sock was now saturated with a cocktail of filth from God knows who.
Ragged breaths and hot steam puffed from Aunt Seon-ju’s nose.
Her skin flushed a deep crimson, starting from her collarbone and spreading up her neck to her face.
It was a physical reaction that suggested she was transforming the humiliation dealt by her daughter and nephew into pure arousal.
* * *
Si-woo looked down at Se-young, who still had her tongue positioned under the glans of his penis.
Se-young was working hard to catch the continuously dripping fluids in her mouth without letting any of the liquid she already held spill out.
The filth that had been smeared over the head of his cock had now mostly flowed down her tongue and into her mouth.
As if giving a silent instruction, Si-woo tilted his chin slightly toward Aunt Seon-ju, who was still biting down on Su-a’s sock.
Aunt Seon-ju remained there with her mouth open, Su-a’s wet sock stuffed inside, waiting for Si-woo’s next move.
Understanding the signal, Se-young swept her tongue up against his penis, gathering the last of the juices on the tip of the glans into her mouth.
She straightened her knees, stood up from the floor, and moved toward Aunt Seon-ju.
Se-young stole a glance at Si-woo as if to confirm, then reached out to cup Aunt Seon-ju’s jaw and the back of her head.
She now seemed to obey Si-woo’s commands reflexively, without a hint of resistance or doubt.
Yet, at the same time, she appeared to be firmly establishing her own place within this family dynamic.
Se-young brought her face directly over Aunt Seon-ju’s.
She poured the diluted semen from her mouth into Aunt Seon-ju’s open maw.
The filth Se-young emptied out spilled onto the over-the-knee sock stuffed in Aunt Seon-ju’s mouth, soaking into the fabric.
Once she had emptied her mouth, Se-young moved the hand supporting Aunt Seon-ju’s jaw to force her mouth shut.
Even without Si-woo telling her to, Se-young was now moving on her own, having grasped his intentions.
Si-woo watched her actions with a pleased expression.
Se-young stroked Aunt Seon-ju’s cheek with a familiar, almost affectionate touch.
Then, she pressed her lips firmly against Aunt Seon-ju’s closed ones.
"Chuup! Chwaaap! Ha-mm! Hauuu-mm!"
Se-young aggressively sucked Aunt Seon-ju’s lips into her own mouth.
"Huum... Hreuuu-mm... Huu-up."
Aunt Seon-ju’s nasal breathing became even more ragged and intense.
What was she feeling right now, accepting this sexual degradation at the hands of her nephew and niece?
Had she already cast aside any awareness of being their elder or their mother earlier that evening?
Su-a’s face, as she watched her mother being violated by her cousins, seemed to twist into a distorted mask of arousal and pity.
* * *
The kiss, so intense it felt like a dream, finally ended as Se-young pulled her lips away from Aunt Seon-ju.
Aunt Seon-ju remained on her knees, head tilted back, seemingly savoring the lingering afterglow of Se-young’s powerful kiss.
In that moment, Si-woo caught a strange glint of provocative superiority in Se-young’s eyes as she looked at Aunt Seon-ju.
It wasn't the look of a young niece looking at her aunt at all...
It was a gaze that looked down on the other person with a chillingly innocent sense of dominance.
Watching Se-young’s provocative gaze and the precarious formation of this new family hierarchy, Si-woo’s penis throbbed and rose even harder.