Side Story 14 — The Wall of Talent
"You're going to fix my attitude...?"
Lee Raon snapped the words back at Jo Yeona like a slap.
"H-...look at the two of you. A pair of bitches in heat if I ever saw one... Know your damn place...! Who the hell do you think you are, talking about fixing me...?!"
Her provocation, however, landed on someone who refused to be rattled.
"Awfully scared, aren't you?"
Jo Yeonwoo fielded it with effortless, almost lazy composure.
"M-me...? Why would I be...? Don't you dare pretend you've already won...!"
"That's you doing the pretending. I can feel your whole body shaking... heh."
The voice rolled low against Raon's eardrums, thick with mockery.
"S-stop whispering in my ear...! It's fucking disgusting...!"
Watching Lee Raon's composure start to crack, Jo Yeona leaned in.
"It isn't disgust..."
A wet, sticky press.
"Hieek?!♡"
"You're just getting off on it... lmao."
She mashed her fingers down against Raon's pussy through the fabric.
"Y-you...! Jo Yeona...!"
"Wow... you're soaking through your pants. Our hands really got you that worked up?"
Lee Raon's lower half was a mess — slick already flooding her panties and dolphin shorts until the cloth clung, heavy and dark.
"Guess we really did learn well from Master...♡"
Even in the middle of it, they never forgot to offer that little worship toward him.
"F-fuck... you happy winning like this...? You vulgar bitches...!"
"Oh, please. Listen to yourself. You can bark 'bitch' all you want — you're in the exact same position. What are you acting so superior for?"
"You got turned into a bitch by Euna too, remember? That night we watched you get railed like a dog, tits bouncing the whole time. We saw everything."
"Nnh...!"
This time it was Lee Raon who had nothing to say.
No matter how viciously she tore into Jo Eunwoo, she had never had the standing to throw those words in the first place.
"So we'll..."
"Make you feel good. Just like that night...♡"
The twins folded around her from front and back — not the coercive press of a moment ago, but something languid, almost sensual.
"W-why is this suddenly going that way?!"
"Forgot Master's order? We're supposed to get along~"
"And nothing builds a friendship quite like sex."
It was a method they had learned from Master himself.
Sex had, in fact, drawn the twins closer than they had ever been before — closer than anything else could have.
What good girls, lol.
Master watched it all with nothing but fond amusement.
"And while we're at it... we'll burn it into you which of us is on top...♡"
Carry out Master's order and settle their own grudge in the same stroke. Two birds, one stone.
There was just one problem.
"T-that's cheap...! There's two of you!"
Fairness.
"How am I supposed to win two-on-one...!"
"Hmm..."
She had a point.
Even if they beat her like this, Lee Raon would never accept that she had actually lost.
"Fine. We'll take you one at a time."
The instant Jo Yeona stepped back—
A sudden lunge.
"W-wait—!"
Jo Yeonwoo, still glued to Raon's back, hooked her ankle and took them both down.
They hit the floor hard.
"Ghk...!"
The result was a rather attractive composition: Yeonwoo pinning Raon from behind, crushing her into the floor.
"No complaints now, right?"
"C-complaints? Even one at a time, I still have to go through both of you! That's the same thing!"
True enough. Entirely true. And yet—
"Aww~ why's that tongue so long~"
This was not a sanctioned sporting match. It was not a contest noble enough to warrant picking apart every scrap of justification.
It was a shameless little duel over which of them could be more vulgarly, thoroughly filthy.
A pinch.
"Heup?!"
"Guess I should check just how long that tongue of yours really is...♡"
Jo Yeonwoo shoved her fingers into Lee Raon's mouth and pinched her tongue.
Then she pulled — hard, with the full clamp of her grip.
"Y-you...! Led go of by dongue...!"
Raon grabbed Yeonwoo's wrist and tried to fight it.
"You'd better let go."
A squeeze.
"Hieek...!♡"
The more she struggled, the worse the pain lanced through her tongue. She couldn't put any real strength into it.
A tremor ran through her.
And beneath that, something colder had been climbing since her composure first started to slip: fear.
The fear that these two sisters were going to wreck her — fuck her into a messy, humiliating defeat.
She bucked, trying to scramble free, but the weight class was simply different.
Pinned under a much larger Jo Yeonwoo, strength already bleeding out of her limbs, escape was impossible.
"Your chest was so sensitive earlier. You like my hands that much?"
Knead, squeeze—
Jo Yeonwoo started working Lee Raon's breasts with greedy, unhurried thoroughness, now that the girl couldn't do a thing about it.
"L-let go...! I never asked for this!"
Physical force wasn't working, so she tried to talk her way out.
"Then just win. Get even one of us off first and I'll admit defeat."
That kind of bargaining meant nothing to the twins.
"We're being pretty generous here, you know? And if you still won't admit it after that... well, too bad~"
The switch was already flipped. Whether Lee Raon conceded or not, they were going to fuck her into the floor until she broke.
"Y-you little...!"
There was no other way out now.
Nothing except beating the twins down with her own two hands.
A sudden twist—!
Oh~
Lee Raon found a scrap of ingenuity and flipped herself over, so that she was facing Jo Yeonwoo at last.
She was still pinned, of course. That much hadn't changed.
"So? What exactly are you going to do? lmao"
Jo Yeona was still perfectly at ease.
No one knew her sister's skill better than she did. The trust in her voice was absolute.
"You think looking her in the eye changes anything? lmao"
"What can I do, you asked?"
The situation was still against her.
But—
She surged up—!
At the very least, she could counterattack.
I can fuck your sister into the dirt...!
She drove her tongue straight into Yeonwoo's mouth and rolled it hard.
"Mmh... mmph...!"
The force of it was considerable.
Lips crushed together; tongues spilled between them, openly hunting each other.
From here on it's a chicken game! Let's see which one of us dies first!
She was putting herself at risk too — but right now, risk was the only card she had left.
She had always been fairly confident in her tongue. She thought the odds were decent.
She thought wrong.
Jo Yeonwoo didn't flinch at all.
A slow slide of motion.
Raon twitched.
Yeonwoo's hand drifted, almost lazily, until it found Raon's palm—
and laced their fingers together. Firm. Intimate.
Her other hand rose to Raon's ear, and then—
a slow, circling rub.
She began to stroke the lobe as if she were savoring the contact itself, unhurried, almost tender.
W-what the hell...? What's this bitch doing...?
The caress was nothing like what Raon had braced for — gentle, almost lover-like — and it threw her completely.
She had no idea how early it still was to be surprised.
A soft stroke.
The fingertips of the hand holding hers traced the hollow of her palm, then—
a slow, ticklish glide down.
A shiver ran through her.♡
Th-that's disgusting...!
It was the sensation of some perverted older man toying with her by the fingertips.
The way Yeonwoo seemed to know exactly how a woman's mind worked — exactly how to make her ache — made Raon's skin crawl.
And when those fingers began to gently turn the shell of her ear, every nerve along it lit up, raw and oversensitive.
All the while, inside her mouth, a tongue just as practiced as her own refused to yield an inch.♡
Her hips jerked.
Oh? lmao
She was starting to lose her grip on it — so much so that it was her own pelvis that gave a little, involuntary roll.
She ground her crotch against Jo Yeonwoo's pussy, a helpless, sticky rub.♡
I-I'm getting pushed back... I have to do something...!
She grabbed Yeonwoo's ass, rough and desperate, and squeezed as hard as she could—
only to be met with a small, unimpressed smile.
I-is she laughing at me...?
That look of sheer amusement made her burn.
Yeonwoo's grown a lot, looking at her like this~
At the beginning she had trembled just from the head going in. Now a rough grope like that barely seemed to register.
Yeonwoo kept caressing her with that same affectionate patience, and—
Nngh...! Don't look at me like that...!
those lingering, heavy-lidded eyes were almost worse than the hands.
"Nnh...!"
Lee Raon squeezed her eyes shut.
She shouldn't have.
To shut your own eyes in front of a predator — to abandon your sight the way you abandon a fight — was the last thing you did if you wanted to survive.
A sudden yank—!
"Mmph...! Pwah—!"
The instant Raon's eyes closed, Jo Yeonwoo jerked her top up in a clean, opportunistic pull.
D-damn it...!
A pair of lush, soft F-cup breasts spilled free, crowned with plump, mouthwatering pink nipples.
"Wow~ those look delicious~"
Whether the vulgarity was deliberate or not, she said it anyway — and then—
she latched on.
"Hieek?!♡"
Jo Yeonwoo started sucking her nipple, tongue circling the bud and the areola around it in slow, teasing loops, pressing Raon down by sensation alone.♡
Then her hand slid into the panties.
"...!♡"
Fingers pushed into a pussy already soaked through, and she began to work it.
"Haa...! Haa...!♡"
Again, nothing rough.
A slow, almost savoring motion — fingertip tracing every fold of the inner walls as if she meant to memorize them one by one.
And with her thumb, practiced and unhurried, she started playing with the clit.♡
I-I'm going to lose my mind...!♡
Panic made her reckless.
She shoved her own fingers into the pussy she had been groping — straight into Jo Yeonwoo.
Y-your turn, you bitch!
She pumped hard, merciless, trying to wreck her from the inside.
I can feel how wet you are... you're dripping...!
Yeonwoo was feeling it. That much was obvious.
"Nnh..."
But the reaction was small. Almost nothing.
If anything—
a sudden, greedy clamp.♡
"Haaah...!♡"
It was as if a switch had flipped. Jo Yeonwoo's touch only grew more explicit, more sensual, more intent.
She worried the nipple between her teeth, a light, devastating bite.♡
W-why...! I'm losing my mind over here...! Why is this bitch still so calm?!
Lee Raon had only ever been trained. She had never been the one doing the training.
She had no technique at all. Not even a scrap of it.
"H-haaah...!♡"
Jo Yeonwoo had been under Master's hand longer. She had the better body, the better hands, and a born gift for psychological warfare. Every advantage sat on her side of the scale.
N-no...! I'm going to come...!
From the start, then, the ending had already been written.
"Nnghhhhh!!!♡"
A wet, helpless gush—
Lee Raon came, clean and hard, broken open by nothing but those hands.
Her whole body jerked and shuddered, advertising her defeat more loudly than any confession could have.♡
"Haa... haa... you went faster than I expected. I thought you'd last a little longer..."
Jo Yeonwoo wiped the spit from her mouth and fed the loser a few choice insults.
None of them reached Lee Raon's ears.
I... I lost...
Her head was pickled in pleasure. All she could do was turn the fact of her defeat over and over inside it.
W-what the hell...? By another girl... no toys, nothing... that fast...?
She had thought all the training under Lee Euna and Choi Seolah had given her a tolerance. That had been arrogance.
Being broken in had only made her body more sensitive — quicker to fold the moment pleasure found the right seam.
"A-aahhh...♡"
Jo Yeonwoo's practiced, aching-slow caresses had taken that softened body and made surrender almost effortless.
N-no...
She couldn't collapse here. Not like this.
I still have a chance.
She did.
Next was Jo Yeona's turn.
She had lost to Yeonwoo — but if she could make the younger twin come, the final victory would still be hers.
So if she just won the next one—
A sudden arm around her.
"...?"
Jo Yeonwoo pulled her into an embrace, and then—
a twist.
"Kyah!"
She flipped Raon onto her stomach, then immediately—
swung astride her and pinned her down.
"W-w-w-what are you doing?!"
Yeonwoo ignored her completely, and then—
they rolled together, both of them ending up flat on their backs.
Lee Raon's front was left wide open. Completely exposed.
"D-don't tell me..."
Every weakness laid bare — and coming toward that helpless stretch of her was—
"Haa... haa...♡"
Jo Yeona, flushed and burning.
"Y-y-y-you...! You said one-on-one!!!"
She tried to protest, voice cracking at the sudden change of terms.
"Lmao... you actually believed that?♡"
A reaction like that only made it worse. Only made them hungrier.
"Y-you...! You just think you're going to lose, so you're piggybacking on your sister like a coward...?!"
"What~ you think I'd stoop to that? Am I that much of a joke to you?"
The Lee Raon who had just come, pinned and helpless, had looked like easy meat. Yeona didn't honestly think she was going to lose.
But—
"You're the one who started moaning so damn hot. That's why we're doing this~♡"
With the switch already thrown, holding back was nearly impossible.
"Raon~ how about we bury all that old bad blood and get really close?♡"
"I-I don't wanna...!"
That delicious little refusal was all the spark she needed.
Jo Yeona swung herself over Lee Raon and came down on top of her.
"Kyaaah!"