Chapter 54
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 54
Chapter Title: Stealing Everything from the Protagonist (5)
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"...I'm home."
Just as I was miserably wiping up my traces scattered across the floor, So-mi came back home.
I looked up at her from my awkward position sprawled on the floor.
A few strands of her hair were still damp with sweat, clinging to her neck, and her nape was covered in a cluster of vivid, angry kiss marks.
Not even her freshly reapplied makeup could fully hide the puffiness around her teary, misty eyes.
She spoke to me in a voice thick with barely contained sobs.
"Sorry... Hae-nam..."
"No, So-mi."
"Did I... help at all...?"
So-mi clung to me, sniffling.
"I was so scared..."
I could feel her trembling through the arms wrapped around me. Her breathing was uneven as she continued.
"Every time the teacher thrust into me, I felt myself changing in some weird way... like my feelings for you were slipping away..."
She gazed at me with watery eyes.
"That scared me more than anything, Hae-nam."
I held her for a long while, comforting her, when suddenly she started fumbling at my waist.
She undid my belt in one swift motion and said,
"So... cover up those memories from just now... overwrite them all with you..."
"Wait, So-mi... stop..."
"Paint over every memory of that man... with your color...!"
With a soft pop, my pants came off, but my dick didn't even twitch.
"...?"
"Uh, um... So-mi..."
"Why... why isn't it getting hard...?"
I couldn't bring myself to say it. That I'd cum so much, watching the teacher use her like a toy, that I'd truly become a [netorare masochist].
Even with So-mi's desperate touch, my cock stayed limp and shriveled, like a sad little slug.
"Sorry, So-mi..." Despite her devoted caresses, it didn't budge an inch.
Unable to bear the shame, I pulled my pants back on. She groped at empty air with a dazed expression before pulling herself together and saying,
"...No, Hae-nam. I'm sorry for asking something like that out of nowhere. You must be freaked out too. It was my fault..."
Was it my imagination, or did her face seem a little colder, more distant?
"...Ah! Sis! You're back!"
A-reum, who was washing the onahole I'd used in the bathroom, greeted So-mi cheerfully.
"Hehe, sis, you reek of the teacher."
"Eek...! S-stop it, A-reum...!"
I hadn't noticed it consciously before, but my girlfriend's scent was definitely different from what I remembered.
Not her sweet, sweaty feminine aroma, but something entirely different—a male musk.
She was walking around, carrying another man's scent on her.
A-reum dragged So-mi off to her room, saying there was "girl talk" to be had with her sister-in-law who hadn't visited in ages.
Slam. A-reum's door shut, then creaked open just a sliver. Through the gap, she handed me the freshly cleaned onahole.
With a smirk that felt mocking, she whispered, "Just in case you need it... ♥"
I took the onahole back to my room, but sleep wouldn't come.
I'd let another man fuck my girlfriend, and now I couldn't even comfort her when she returned.
'What a pathetic loser...'
Self-loathing kept me tossing and turning. Then, snippets of conversation drifted from the next room—A-reum and So-mi talking.
"...Shh, ...A-reum, he might hear..."
Unlike So-mi's hushed whispers, A-reum spoke loudly, without a care.
"Oh come on, sis, he can't hear us."
"...Really?"
It was a lie. A-reum knew full well our house had thin walls.
So this was deliberate. Meant for me to hear.
"I've been held by the teacher tons of times too, sis, so no need to play coy—just spill it honestly!"
"...It was..."
"What? For real?"
"Yeah... I knew how to do it... but it felt... way better..."
So-mi started cautiously, whispering, but with A-reum egging her on, she forgot I might be listening and openly shared her recent experience.
"Does the teacher's cock really reach that deep...?"
"Yep! No way a trash dick like my brother's could ever touch there!"
"...Don't talk about Hae-nam like that."
"Aw, sis! I'm just stating facts! Admit it—you loved how the teacher pressed deep inside, right?"
"It felt good, but still... no..."
"Hehe, sis, you really love my brother too much."
Her little sister giggled and continued.
"...Even though he couldn't show you love when it mattered..."
"Eek..."
"Come on, sis. Admit it—it felt better than you expected, didn't it?"
"Why would I say something like that...?"
"Pfft, I saw how you came earlier! Drop the act and tell me everything, sis!"
Listening through the thin wall, my pathetic dick was reacting shamefully.
'Gulp.'
I pressed my ear flat against it, focusing on So-mi's voice.
"It was totally different from Hae-nam's."
With a soft, gentle tone, So-mi quietly described the intense sex she'd just had to A-reum.
"The shape itself... it's a whole different form, I guess..."
"Honestly, compared to the teacher, my brother's dick is just a [baby clit]."
"Hmm, yeah, you could see it that way..."
"Anyway, so how was it, sis?"
"At first, it hurt so much, was so agonizing. It felt like I was being torn apart—I even wanted Hae-nam to save me..."
"Haha, and my brother was just pitifully rubbing his little dick on that onahole while watching!"
"...Really?"
"Yeah! Even as you cried so miserably, he got hard with that tiny thing and rubbed it all gross on the fake pussy!"
Imagining So-mi's face twisting in disappointment and betrayal at her little sister's insults...
That image, combined with the abuse, filled me with deep disgust toward my unconsciously hardening cock.
It wouldn't respond when I needed it to, but got erect at a time like this. I hated it.
Tormented beyond words, I shoved my dick into the onahole to vent the agony.
Their conversation grew more explicit.
So-mi, who'd hesitated at first, seemed to decide it was okay since it was just A-reum listening, and began sharing her honest feelings from the moment.
"Somewhere in the middle, I guess... this unfamiliar pleasure started rising from deep down, and it terrified me."
"That scary, sis?"
"...Yeah. Not the pleasure itself, but how every thrust made it swell endlessly... that was so frightening."
"Ah, I get the feeling."
"It was so intense, I even forgot the stinging pain... couldn't move, just getting used wildly, and at some point..."
"...It started feeling good, right?"
"...Yeah."
She said that final "yeah" like a shy girl confessing her love.
After that, lines like "The difference is this huge..." or "Getting forced like that felt good in its own way..."
I heard about experiences I'd never had—her body being ravaged by the teacher—from her own mouth.
Drunk on the pleasure blooming amid that pain, I shook the onahole like a madman, like an idiot.
Maybe that's why I couldn't follow what they were saying next.
"Sis, come here. I'll show you something fun."
"Something fun? Suddenly...?"
Moments later, A-reum flung open my door like she was presenting a surprise gift.
"Ta-da~ What do you think, sis? Still wanna take his side?"
It was So-mi's coldest, most jaded expression I'd never seen in all our time together.
She didn't hide her deep disappointment and disgust, just stared at me silently.
Even that gaze from her felt good now—my pathetic body, as if the final piece had clicked into place, began cumming miserably.
"So-mi, this is... I mean..."
She watched my disgrace in silence. The quiet was excruciating, and that pain turned to pleasure again—I couldn't escape.
"...At least you look like you're enjoying yourself."
So-mi and A-reum slammed the door shut and left.
Faintly, through the door, I heard them chattering happily.
After that day, how So-mi and A-reum treated me changed completely.
Today marked the end of my daily [netorare masochist] training sessions.
The teacher boldly declared that after today, he'd turn me into a complete [netorare masochist].
In an empty corner of the room, I connected the video call with Instructor Jung Jin-hyuk once more.
The screen lit up, filling the wall with the sight of my little sister and So-mi.
Pressed breast-to-breast, wearing lewd expressions, they greeted me.
"Hey! Bro! You came again, huh!"
"What, Hae-nam? Can't get enough of watching this?"
"Aw, sis! Isn't that too harsh on him?"
"Hah, that masochistic little-dick trash peeping while I serve the teacher? Kinda grosses me out."
"Haha, but he's still your boyfriend, sis—don't be too mean!"
"Hmph, I just said what suits a piece of trash like him. Look at that—fucking pervert maso loves it."
"Oh my, you're right... ♥"
As she said, I was massively aroused by her insults.
The anticipation of soon watching my little sister and girlfriend get thoroughly stolen by Jung Jin-hyuk had me even more excited than before.
"Greetings, Cadet Hae-nam."
The teacher, who had kindly agreed to fuck my girlfriend and sister today, announced his presence from beyond the screen.
As he greeted me, he slid his long cock between their pressed breasts, enjoying it.
Drooling saliva to lube up their slippery tits, the two began caressing his cock with their soft breasts like it was a competition.
"Fwah, teacher... ♥ Feels good... ♥"
"Mwah, haa... ♥ I grew sis's tits just how you like 'em, teacher... ♥"
Not even glancing at the pair kneading their breasts around him, the teacher formally asked my permission.
"Then, shall we begin the final [netorare masochist] lesson?"
Stroking their heads as he spoke to me, I could only give my usual powerless approval.
I wasn't even sure I had the right to permit it anymore, but like always, I begged him.
"P-please... take my little sister and girlfriend... however you want..."
"...Well said."
As they fawned over the teacher, all I could do was pathetically shake the onahole in my room.
Anticipating the lewd show about to unfold vividly before my eyes...