Chapter 372 (Seon-ju, Se-young, Su-a)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 372 (Seon-ju, Se-young, Su-a)
Thinking of the names of the children who would inevitably be born between him and his young cousin...
Was that thought so provocative and arousing even from Aunt Seon-ju's perspective?
Or had she reached her climax by watching her daughter being violated right beside her, feeling a masochistic thrill that conflicted with her maternal instincts?
Si-woo gripped the back of Su-a's head firmly with both hands and thrust his erect penis deep into her throat.
"Ugh! Gack! Gh-wuck! Mmgh!"
The sensation of Su-a's throat tightening and wrapping around his penis felt incredible.
Si-woo used his throbbing cock to plow through Su-a's mouth and throat, violating their very souls over and over again.
Si-woo's shaft slid in and out, working through the tight squeeze of Su-a's throat.
Every time his penis buried itself deep into Su-a's hot gullet, Aunt Seon-ju swallowed hard, her body trembling as if she had lost all control.
After savoring the soft, warm sensation of Su-a's throat against his glans and shaft several more times, Si-woo finally pulled his hips back.
He withdrew his penis from Su-a's throat.
Resting his glans briefly against Su-a's lower lip, Si-woo checked the state of his shaft.
Most of the filth that had been on his penis seemed to have been wiped away inside Su-a's mouth.
Instead of his semen and Aunt Seon-ju's fluids, his penis was now drenched in Su-a's saliva.
Su-a wrapped her lips around the glans that had been resting on her lower lip.
"Slurp! Gulp, gulp! Mmph! Gulp!"
Despite her constant gagging, Su-a gathered all the filth on his glans and the mess in her mouth, swallowing it all down properly.
Si-woo gently stroked her head with the hand he had placed on the back of her skull.
"Mmmgh... Haaah..."
After sending all the filth down her throat, Su-a let out a long, held breath.
The feeling of her breath against the sensitive skin of his wet penis made Si-woo feel a surge of emotion.
Si-woo slowly pulled his saliva-slicked penis away from her lips.
A string of Su-a's saliva stretched from the tip of his penis before finally snapping and falling.
Si-woo looked around for something to wipe the saliva off his penis.
After glancing around for a moment, he found the perfect thing to clean himself with.
It was the apricot-colored slip bunched up around Aunt Seon-ju's waist.
Below her rolled-up slip, the fissure between her immodestly spread legs was exposed.
A large amount of the semen Si-woo had erupted with was mixing with her pussy fluids and leaking from the crack between her thighs.
Aunt Seon-ju was lying there, literally defenseless and completely open.
Feeling as though he could use Aunt Seon-ju's body and the slip she was wearing however he pleased, Si-woo brought his saliva-covered penis to her slip and began to rub it.
The moisture on his penis was absorbed into the fabric of her slip as he wiped himself.
Aunt Seon-ju watched his actions with unfocused eyes, offering no resistance.
Every time his penis rubbed against the slip and touched the flesh of her stomach, Aunt Seon-ju flinched, her excitement apparently not yet fully subsided.
As she twitched, her full, elastic breasts, which had spread to the sides, shook along with her.
Her saliva-drenched breasts glistened in the late afternoon sunlight, just as his penis had moments ago.
Slap!
Si-woo struck the side of one of Aunt Seon-ju's breasts with his palm.
He had felt a sudden, mischievous urge to do it, just as he had gripped Su-a's breasts earlier.
"Ahhh!"
Aunt Seon-ju's body jolted and she let out a moan at the sudden strike to her breast.
With her arms raised and tied and her legs spread, she lay there as if she had neither the strength nor the will to resist.
Si-woo knew that the restraint holding Aunt Seon-ju's wrists—Su-a's panties—was something she could easily shake off whenever she wanted.
Yet, despite the blow to her breast, Aunt Seon-ju made no move to free her hands.
It was as if she had hypnotized herself into believing that some unbreakable restraint was actually fastened to her wrists...
Su-a's rolled-up panties served no real function as a restraint; they were merely a tool to enhance her masochistic arousal.
Looking at Su-a's panties wrapped around Aunt Seon-ju's wrists, Si-woo recalled the Slave Contracts and ledgers he had found in Se-jin Noona's room the previous evening.
The familiar photos and names in that ledger...
And the Slave Contracts filled with numerous rules and regulations.
Did the women whose names were written in those Slave Contracts also live as if they had hypnotized themselves into believing their lives and overall human relationships were bound by some restraint?
Did they prioritize the rules of the contract and the master-slave relationship over blood ties like parents, children, or siblings, just as Aunt Seon-ju was doing now?
Si-woo had first learned about the existence of Slave Contracts and his parents' past when Cheol-jin showed him Aunt Gyu-ri's Slave Contract.
At first, Si-woo couldn't understand why anyone would spend their life complying with absurd and irrational orders that could ruin them, all because of a contract with no legal standing.
But as time passed and he gained various experiences, Si-woo felt he could now vaguely understand the hearts of these mothers.
Wasn't it said that if the food you want isn't in the refrigerator, you can't make anyone else open the door?
Si-woo chewed over the words he had heard from Teacher Yoo Ye-na at Se-young's Magic Academy.
Having confirmed the existence of the Slave Contracts of his family and those around him, he began to think that perhaps the worries and anxieties he'd had until now were misplaced in their order and subject.
For a while, Teacher Yoo Ye-na's words lingered in his mind like a guide or a hint for his life.
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Si-woo unfurled the apricot slip bunched at Aunt Seon-ju's waist and straightened it out to cover her breasts.
While Si-woo covered her chest with the slip, Aunt Seon-ju shifted her waist and back slightly to help him.
Since her arms were tied above her head, he left the shoulder straps tucked under her armpits.
He also pulled the skirt of the slip down to cover Aunt Seon-ju's pussy, which was still leaking semen.
Again, Aunt Seon-ju lifted her hips and waist to assist Si-woo in redressing her.
With the slip spread back over her body, Aunt Seon-ju's private parts were barely hidden.
Si-woo moved to the head of the bed and lightly removed Su-a's panties from her wrists.
Aunt Seon-ju was now roughly dressed and her hands were free.
To Aunt Seon-ju, who had been tied up with her breasts and the crack of her groin fully exposed until a moment ago, it felt as though some semblance of human dignity had been restored.
Uncharacteristically, Aunt Seon-ju crossed her arms over her face to cover her eyes.
Was the sex and climax she had shared with Si-woo in front of her daughter and young nephew awkward and unfamiliar even to her?
Ironically, after the lewd act was over, her private parts covered, and her bound arms freed, Aunt Seon-ju seemed to feel even more shame.
The beads of sweat forming on her fair skin served as a reminder of the intense sex she had just had in front of the younger ones.
Aunt Seon-ju kept her arms over her face, catching her breath as if trying to process the lingering afterglow of the multiple climaxes she had reached.
Si-woo didn't want to just leave Aunt Seon-ju as she tried to hypocritically return to her daily life.
As his erection began to fade, he felt a sudden, mounting urge to empty his bladder, which had filled up without him noticing.
He stood up on the bed and aimed his semi-erect penis toward Aunt Seon-ju's body.
Ssssssssh!
Without warning, a powerful stream of liquid erupted from the tip of his shaft.
Right in front of Su-a, Si-woo began to urinate on Aunt Seon-ju as she lay on the bed.
The thickest part of the split stream splashed directly onto Aunt Seon-ju's face.
Su-a's eyes widened in shock as she watched the forceful stream pour onto her mother's face, splashing droplets everywhere.
Urination performed in front of his cousin, Su-a...
And it was his own urine being sprayed onto her mother, Aunt Seon-ju.
Si-woo felt an unfamiliar thrill at the insulting humiliation play he was inflicting on Aunt Seon-ju.