The Daughter Who Wants to Watch Her Mother's Training
The dark space around us was filled with nothing but Jueun's ragged breathing and my own. I hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her out of the tub. Spreading the sauna robe across the cold floor, I sat down, and Jueun immediately leaned into me, pressing her face against my shoulder.
Her breath was still coming hard and fast, and from her mouth drifted the smell of Jeong Sangmi's piss — the same piss she had just taken in her mouth. A daughter whose lips reeked of her own mother's pussy juices and urine... Even Jueun, the one who had actually done that shocking thing, had to be reeling from the psychological impact.
I wrapped my arm around her slender waist and pulled her closer, drawing her face toward mine. She had done something this perverted for my sake. The least I could do was comfort her and tell her she'd done well.
"Jueun. Thank you for doing everything I asked."
"Hah... hah... Oppa..."
"It must have been hard... but watching you give it everything you had — oppa thought you were truly adorable."
"Hah... d-do you really mean that...?"
"Yeah. Open your mouth. I'll kiss you."
I leaned in to kiss her, but she flinched and gently pushed me away.
"I... I smell like my mom's piss right now..."
Jueun had no idea. She didn't know that I had already been soaked in Jeong Sangmi's piss in the car, and again inside that tub — that I had even swallowed it. And yet here she was, refusing a kiss from the man she adored just because her own mother's piss was still in her mouth. Wife material, through and through.
"It's fine, Jueun. You swallowed your mom's piss for me. You think I can't take a little of that? Open your mouth."
"Oppa..."
Her voice trembled, thin with emotion, as if she were genuinely moved. All I actually wanted was to drink the saliva of a daughter who still had her mother's piss in her mouth... but if she wanted to misunderstand that as devotion and get all touched about it, I certainly wasn't going to complain.
Jueun melted into my arms and pressed her lips to mine. Her heartbeat was racing, and from her nose a thick cloud of a sexually aroused young woman's pheromones poured straight into mine, while from her mouth came a cocktail of middle-aged female pheromones steeped in piss, swirled together with a young woman's spit.
Anyone who drank this every single day would probably live forever.
But as happy as I was swallowing down this mother-daughter cocktail, the bliss Jueun felt sucking on my saliva had to be a thousand times greater. Heh heh heh.
We spent a long time drinking each other's spit before finally pulling apart.
"I love you, Jueun."
"Oppa... me too... I really, really love you so much... hngh..."
She was so happy a tear even slipped out. She looked like a little kid. Cute.
"What's so great about a player like me, anyway."
"Then don't say that. I... I'm going to work harder than any of your other women and become the one you love and treasure the most."
"Heh. Yeah. Watching you suck on your mom's pussy and even drink her piss earlier — that's when I knew you really, truly love me."
"I'd do even more than that, as much as you want... Just tell me, oppa. Anytime. I'll prove how much I love you."
"Alright. Heh. Hah... So what do we do now?"
"Huh? About what?"
In the darkness, I kneaded her ass as I spoke.
"I did your mom because you told me to... but now I have to keep doing it."
"Ahh... nngh. Mom looked like she was completely gone for you, though?"
"Mm..."
"I overheard something earlier, by the way... Mom called you Master."
"Ah..."
"And you were cursing at her, too. You even c-called her a sex slave..."
"Oh — you heard that?"
"Yes."
"That was just... I got carried away in the moment. Hahaha. You felt pretty awful hearing me treat your mom like that, huh?"
".... Oppa, can I... can I be honest with you?"
"Hm? Yeah, of course. I want you to be honest with me, Jueun."
"I... watching you and Mom earlier, I felt really weird. I was shaking..."
"Because you were scared?"
"Ah, no.... Just... a little... no, a lot... I felt strange, and my whole body got all tingly and shivery."
Heh heh heh. Well, of course it did — that was my suggestion at work. Watching her mother get fucked in that perverted, coercive way had cracked open a door into a darker, dirtier kind of sex, and there was no closing it now.
"Guess your mom is into that kind of thing."
"I was shocked too... finding out Mom had that side to her... hah."
"If that's what she wants, what can you do? From now on it looks like I'll be playing Master to your mom more than boyfriend to you."
"...You'll be good at it, oppa."
"Are you okay with that, Jueun? Your mom living as my sex slave?"
Jueun wrapped her arms around my neck. The feel of her tits and her stiff nipples dragging across my chest was very, very nice.
"Hm? You serious, Jueun?"
"Yes... ah, I feel so embarrassed and ashamed just saying this... but watching you handle Mom like that, I got so, so turned on..."
"Oh my. Is that right... well, well."
"I sound like such a freak, don't I. Hngh..."
"It's fine. There's nothing wrong with that. If anything, when two people are on the same page about it, it's happy. It's beautiful. When your tastes line up that perfectly, that's what you call a match made in heaven, isn't it? That's how oppa sees it."
"You're right... everything you say is right, oppa."
"Then let's do it this way. I'll keep seeing your mom in secret, living as her Master and her as my sex slave — and you just pretend you don't know a thing. I think that's how it should be."
"Okay, oppa. I'll do whatever you say. But..."
"Hm? But what?"
"I... when you do that to Mom... what do you even call it? Educating her...? Drilling her...?"
"Ah — training. We call it training."
"That's it...!"
"Then how about I take videos or pictures every now and then and show them to you?"
"Really? Thank you so much, oppa...!"
"Heh heh heh. I'll also have her carrying out missions I give her even at home, so when that happens you absolutely have to pretend you don't know a thing. That's what makes it delicious. Got it?"
"Yes, oppa. I understand."
About an hour later, I left the sauna first.
I had whispered love to Jueun and, without going over the edge, tasted that young pussy of hers. Part of me wanted to pound her raw one more time and blow it against the mouth of her womb, but tonight Park Eunjeong was waiting to offer up her anal virginity.
Once enough time had passed, Jeong Sangmi would wake, clean herself up, and go find Jueun in the movie room as if nothing at all had happened. And Jueun would pretend she knew nothing, playing the part of an ordinary daughter.
The transgressive thrill of having offered up her own mother as a sex slave was only going to corrupt Jueun's mind further from here. Heh heh heh.
A more than satisfactory result. I got back behind the wheel and drove home.
Once I was in, I first sat down to a late, filling meal of the side dishes Kim Miyeon had prepared and left for me. Food was no longer something I needed to worry about. Whenever she had time, Miyeon would come downstairs and cook, or bring over something she'd made at her place.
After a proper meal, I decided to rest and recover my stamina while I waited for a fresh load to build back up.
Even then the women kept messaging me, but I was too lazy to deal with it and silenced every last notification. All except one. I sent a text to Park Eunjeong.
I set the phone down, stretched out comfortably, and closed my eyes — but for some reason the thing kept nagging at me.
A weird feeling made me pick it back up and turn on the screen, and there they were: messages from Lee Jiseon.
Unbelievable. I had actually made a married woman cry.
All I had done was not answer her, and she was in tears over it... A woman's heart, I swear.
I was about to have a commemorative evening taking Park Eunjeong's anal virginity, but Lee Jiseon, relatively speaking, had sunk into misery — and she probably deserved a little comfort too. Because I am, after all, a considerate and deeply caring pervert. Heh heh heh.
I texted Lee Jiseon back immediately.
I could feel the desperation in her, the raw, aching need... ngh.
And then...
It wasn't long before photo after photo started coming through.
The very first one:
Lee Jiseon, inside the women's restroom of the karaoke bar, not wearing so much as a thread — completely naked, holding the camera above her and looking up into the lens. Her face was a wreck of tears, and she was staring at me with a look that was a silent protest all by itself.