Chapter 100
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 100
Chapter Title: Chapter 100
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 100
Chapter Title: Harmonious Mother and Daughter (6)
Due to his relentless, savage thrusting, the last bit of strength left in Yoo Yeojeong's legs completely gave way.
She could no longer hold out and helplessly sprawled flat on the floor like a starfish.
Kang Ihyeon flashed a satisfied smile and climbed straight onto her voluptuous, powerless body.
He slammed his massive cock down from above, mercilessly burying it into her pussy.
PLAP—!
"Hahk...! U, ugh...!"
Flat on the floor, she felt the new angle of stimulation thrusting up from below.
With her face buried against the ground, all she could do was groan and take his merciless hip movements with her entire body.
"Haa...! Hngh! N-No...! Th-this position...! It's, so humiliating...! Hic!"
Every time he moved his hips, her ass lifted off the floor with a jolt.
The sounds of their bodies colliding, the wet squelching of her juices, and her desperate moans filled the lab.
It was right in the midst of their frenzied lovemaking.
"Hehe, Mommy and Daddy having fun all by yourselves. I wanna join tooo..."
Yoo Seolhyeon had snuck up unnoticed and whined with a mix of jealousy as she watched them tangled together.
Her eyes were already glazed over with pleasure, unfocused.
"Oh yeah? Then I'll pull out of Mommy and stick it in our little girl."
It was the exact moment Kang Ihyeon responded to her and started pulling his cock out of Yoo Yeojeong.
"Nooo—!"
A desperate scream burst from Yoo Yeojeong's lips before she could even think.
At the same time, her pussy reflexively clamped down on his cock like mad, gripping it tight to keep it from slipping out.
'Wh-what... did I just say...?'
Her mind couldn't comprehend the situation.
She definitely wanted to escape this hellish act.
So why were her mouth and body doing the exact opposite?
Her heart and body were moving completely independently.
"Hm? What's wrong, Yeojeong? Don't want me to pull out?"
Kang Ihyeon's voice whispered into her ear like a devil's sweet, cruel temptation.
Yoo Yeojeong panicked at her own outburst and her body's even more honest reaction, desperately scrambling for an excuse.
"N-No! Th-that's not it...! I-it's just... I-I'm... holding you... with my pussy... so you can't run away...! U-ngh...!"
At her clumsy, desperate excuse, Yoo Seolhyeon burst into childlike, clear laughter. That laugh pierced Yoo Yeojeong's ears more painfully than any mockery.
"Aw, Mommy. It's written all over your face that you're lying. You love Daddy's cock so much you don't wanna give it up to anyone—especially not me, right?"
"S-Seolhyeon...! H-how can you say... something like that...!"
"It's okay, Mommy. I'll help you cum even faster."
Yoo Seolhyeon said that and seductively asked Kang Ihyeon to switch positions.
He gladly obliged, flipping over Yoo Yeojeong who was still prone on the floor.
Back to missionary.
Yoo Yeojeong squeezed her eyes shut in shame, but her legs had already wrapped naturally around his waist.
The moment Kang Ihyeon mounted her and pierced her soaked hole once more.
Yoo Seolhyeon lay down beside her mother and latched onto one of her trembling, massive breasts, sucking hard like a baby nursing.
Slurp. Suck—
"Haaaang—! N-No...! Seolhyeon, not you too...! Hic, ugh...!"
The sensation of her own daughter sucking her nipple.
And at the same time, being pounded wildly by the ex-husband who tried to rape her daughter.
Those two heterogeneous, extreme pleasures and taboos began melting her brain completely.
Hot tears streamed endlessly from Yoo Yeojeong's eyes.
Her resistance now held no meaning.
Kang Ihyeon thrust mercilessly into the depths of her womb, while Yoo Seolhyeon latched onto the other breast, sucking both sides alternately in a frenzy.
"Haa, haa...! N-No, not both of you... together...! I'll, I'll really die...!"
"You okay, Mommy? Daddy's cock feel that good?"
"Sh-shut up...! It's y-your fault...! U-ngh, hic...!"
Before she knew it, Yoo Yeojeong was venting her resentment at her daughter. Even as she did, her pussy clenched his cock even tighter.
Seeing that, Kang Ihyeon and Yoo Seolhyeon—as if on cue—pushed her even harder.
Yoo Seolhyeon bit down harder on her mother's nipple, and Kang Ihyeon kicked into his final sprint toward her womb.
"No...! Don't cum! Please, don't cum...! I don't want... to bear your seed anymore...!"
She cried out desperately, but he mocked her pleas by driving his hips even deeper.
Finally, the unbearable urge to ejaculate surged.
"Yeojeong, I'm cumming...! Gonna fill your womb again...!"
With his shout, the second load of hot, thick semen erupted fiercely toward the deepest part of her womb.
Spurt! Glorp! Spuuurt!
She couldn't say anything more.
She just stared blankly into space with empty eyes, surrendering everything to the hot, sticky sensation filling her body.
Finally, the last spark of resistance vanished from her face.
Empty eyes, slightly parted lips, cheeks flushed red with pleasure.
It was the face of a female who had completely given up everything.
Yoo Seolhyeon pressed her lips to those lips.
Mmwah, smack...
"Kissing Mommy, hehe. Feels good, right? You came so hard from Daddy pounding you, so you're satisfied now? Then you gotta hand Daddy over to me?"
At those words, a spark of jealousy flared in Yoo Yeojeong's vacant eyes.
Suddenly, she ravaged Yoo Seolhyeon's lips roughly, shoving her tongue into her mouth.
"N-No...!"
"Mmph, Mommy...?"
"No, I said no...! I don't wanna lose my husband to my daughter...!"
She started blubbering incoherently.
"That rapist bastard...! The fucker who tried to rape my daughter...! But his cock felt so good...! I-I wanted to get pounded like that too...! Ugh...!"
As she said it, she unwittingly started shaking her hips again, wiggling them.
It couldn't have been Yoo Yeojeong's true feelings.
But lost in pleasure, she had no idea what was spilling from her mouth.
"Aira, record this clearly."
"Already filming everything, Master."
Kang Ihyeon and Aira's cold exchange floated quietly over the depraved scene.
"Alright, then. Next up, our little girl?"
"N-No, don't go...! Pound me more, honey...!"
Despite Yoo Yeojeong's pitiful pleas, Kang Ihyeon pulled his cock out of her without hesitation.
Two intense ejaculations.
As a result, both mother and daughter's lower bellies were faintly bulging with his semen. The sight was utterly lewd and erotic.
He smiled in satisfaction and pulled the two completely broken women into his arms at once with both arms.
Then he alternated deep kisses—one on Yoo Yeojeong's lips, then Yoo Seolhyeon's.
Led by his affectionate yet dominant kisses, the two women—as if competing—pressed their voluptuous breasts and bodies tightly against his firm frame, seducing him.
"Hngh, Daddy... Pound me one more time too, please? You know I'm better than Mommy..."
"U-ungh, no, honey...! Do me first...! Haaang, I can make you feel way better than that little girl...!"
The two women now saw each other as rivals, desperately coquettish and seductive to monopolize his love.
One was the mother, one the daughter.
And the one man caught between them.
Gazing at it, Kang Ihyeon was wrapped in unparalleled satisfaction.
And right then.
Both mother and daughter blankly stared at Kang Ihyeon.
Behind his back, they felt a powerful illusion—like pitch-black, massive demonic wings sprouting.
Overwhelmed by his presence and domineering aura, both felt an irresistible awe, gazing up at him with drunken, hazy eyes.
And in that instant.
On their lower bellies—precisely above their wombs—the white skin burned with intense pain like a hot brand, as eerie yet beautiful black patterns slowly etched themselves in.
"Ugh...! A-aaah!"
"Haaaang...! Wh-what is this...! It's so hot...!"
The two writhed from the sudden pain and the supreme pleasure beyond anything before.
"Hm? This is..."
Kang Ihyeon scratched his head looking at the black patterns on their lower bellies.
'Womb pattern? Why's this showing up here all of a sudden?'
He recalled the skill 'Womb Pattern' his sister Kang Yura had once tried to teach him.
But the patterns on their bellies looked a bit different from what she described.
The color was an ominous black instead of vivid pink, and the shape was far more complex and demonic.
Kang Ihyeon vaguely sensed a new skill had updated for him.
But rather than ponder that headache now, he decided to focus on the pleasure before him.
However, the change wasn't just the patterns.
On Yoo Seolhyeon's pale, slender nape.
And on Yoo Yeojeong's pallid left wrist.
There, like tattoos, the characters 'Kang Ihyeon' were forcibly etched against their will.
The same on Yoo Yeojeong's real body, lying comatose in the Yoo family hospital room far away.
The name was in an inhuman, hard-to-read script mixed with ancient runes—grotesque yet beautiful lettering.
Its meaning was clear.
Absolute submission.
An indelible slave mark.
If the womb pattern was a secret mark only they could see.
This submission mark clearly showed everyone whose property they were.
The moment it etched in, the mother and daughter's reactions diverged sharply.
Yoo Seolhyeon threw herself at Kang Ihyeon with an even more coquettish, loving voice.
"Daddyyy~ Pound me, pleeease? Seolhyeon's pussy will squeeze you so tiiiight~"
On the other hand, Yoo Yeojeong's once-strong spirit finally shattered completely.
She dropped to her knees at Kang Ihyeon's feet, bowing deeply with her forehead to the floor.
"I-I'm sorry... I-I've been interfering with your actions all this time, my husband, and failed to grasp your deep intentions... Please forgive this vulgar, foolish wench... S-so..."
Her face flushed, forehead pressed to the floor, she begged in a crawling voice—but clearly.
"P-please... pound me again... If you want more children, I'll bear as many as you like... Make Seolhyeon's sibling, honey..."
Kang Ihyeon couldn't hold back anymore.
He started ravaging the two women alternately again.
He first lifted Yoo Seolhyeon and pinned her against the wall, hoisting her legs as he pounded her wildly.
When Yoo Seolhyeon lost consciousness in ecstasy and went limp, he tossed her to the floor and pounced on Yoo Yeojeong, fucking her from behind like a beast.
While he pounded one, the other watched from the side, trembling with jealousy and arousal, pleasuring herself.
And when her turn came, she welcomed his cock like a starved bitch.
"Ah, Daddy! Harder! More! Haaang, I'm better than Mommy, right? Right? Hehe..."
"Honey, honey...! Cum inside again...! Hngh, make tons of siblings for Seolhyeon...!"
The lab filled with their ragged breaths, wet friction sounds, and lewd moans.
It was a perfect feast of depravity where all reason and morality had crumbled.
And at the center of that feast, Kang Ihyeon completely dominated the mother and daughter as his own, reigning like a king.
Unaware that someone had arrived outside the lab with drinks.
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