Daughter Assaulted by Her Father (2)
Night fell, and Dang Yeoji dressed herself to go to the First Elder's chambers.
"Jia, are you in there?"
"Yes, Father."
It was her father, Dang Dunam, who had come looking for her just as she was preparing herself to visit the First Elder.
"Ahem. Getting ready to go to the First Elder's room, are you?"
"Yes."
"Is that so? And does Jia enjoy her... relations with the First Elder?"
"Enjoy them? How could I possibly enjoy them? How could anyone enjoy sleeping with an old man like that?"
"Is that right? Then why, when you couple with the First Elder, do you wear that face full of rapture, spill such filthy words, and moan like you love every second of it?"
"Th-that's...!"
His sudden appearance and the way he dragged the First Elder into the conversation left Dang Yeoji reeling with confusion.
Why is Father acting like this all of a sudden?
Her father felt strangely unfamiliar tonight. No—the atmosphere rolling off Dang Dunam was simply not the same as usual.
"It's because Jia is a filthy little slut, isn't it?"
"Hiiik—F-Father, what kind of thing is that to say?"
She flinched hard, eyes flying wide.
Father just called me a filthy slut. Ah... why would Father say something like that to me?
The sudden coldness in his words made her stare at him, stunned.
"While you were going at it with the First Elder, you kept moaning like you were drowning in pleasure. From the moment you offered him your virginity, you were already enjoying yourself. Jia, you are a lewd woman."
"F-Father...! Don't say things like that. It isn't as if I wanted any of this. The one who asked me to do it was you."
"But a proper woman would have refused. She would have protected her chastity."
"Father, that's ridiculous—"
Dang Yeoji was speechless.
The same Dang Dunam who had begged her to sell her body was now condemning her as a filthy woman. The sheer absurdity of it left her hollow—and sad.
"Jia, you are a dirty woman. A lewd woman who spreads her legs for any man who wants her."
"Father, stop talking like that. If you're going to say things like that, just leave."
Shock had given way to anger. The moment she turned a cold stare on him, Dang Dunam's hands flashed like lightning and pinned her body in place.
"Ah—Father, why?"
"Why? Because I can't stand watching the First Elder hog that pretty body of yours all to himself."
"W-what are you talking about?"
Her eyes went wider and wider. So did the dread coiling in her chest.
"I should have taken you before he ever did. At the very least, your virginity should have belonged to your own father. Instead you offered it to the First Elder. You should have given it to me first."
"What? Don't talk nonsense. I'm your daughter. A father and daughter can't—we can't do that."
"But you're a beautiful daughter. No—more beautiful than any other woman."
"F-Father...! Why all of a sudden...?"
"Why? Because the Second Elder and the Third Elder are dead. Which means I will never become Chief of the family. Fuck. If I'd known it would turn out like this, I never would have handed you over to the First Elder. If I'd known those two bastards were going to die, I never would have given you away. I would have fucked you myself first."
So the Second and Third Elders had been backing Father... and the First Elder too? And now that those two are dead, he can never become Chief?
At last the shape of the situation came into focus. But the death of two elders and the fact that he meant to rape her were two entirely different things.
A father forcing himself on his own daughter was the kind of atrocity only beasts committed.
Watching the lust glitter in Dang Dunam's eyes, Dang Yeoji felt a chill race down her spine.
Ah... that look in Father's eyes...? It isn't a lie. He really is looking at me as a woman. How... how can this be happening? Looking at his own daughter as an object of lust...
Terror crawled up her back in icy waves.
"I'm going to take you now. You're a lewd woman, after all. A filthy woman who spreads her cunt for anyone. So your own father should get to have that cunt too."
"F-Father, this is insane. I'll scream. If I scream, people will come running. Leave before that happens."
She told herself he must simply have lost his mind for a moment.
The despair of knowing he'll never be Chief because of those two elders' deaths—that's all this is. Once he sleeps it off, he'll be fine.
She clung to the belief that the shock of the elders' deaths had only temporarily unhinged him.
She was wrong.
"You'll scream? Hah. Not a chance."
— Click.
"Mmph—!"
In an instant he sealed her mute point as well. Confusion and terror surged through her at once.
This... this can't be. Father lusting after my body. Lusting after his own daughter's body. Is he really going to rape me? Seal my pressure points and then rape me? Dear gods. He's actually going to do something that monstrous? No—I have to stop him.
Goosebumps prickled over her skin as raw fear closed around her. But with her major points sealed and her voice locked away, she had no way left to resist.
Ah... even my mute point is sealed...
A fresh wave of horror slid down her spine. Terror and despair were cracking her mind open.
No... Father, you can't rape me. You can't.
She stared up at him with desperate eyes.
A father raping his own daughter. It was unthinkable. And Dang Dunam was about to commit that very crime.
No... no, you can't. You can't...
She wanted to scream, to beg him to stop. But Dang Dunam ignored the pleading light in his daughter's eyes.
His own eyes flushed red. Looking down at her, lust flooded him until the whites were bloodshot.
"Heh heh. What? Hoping I'll spare you because you're my daughter? No. I have no intention of sparing you. I wanted you first—and you went and gave your virginity to the First Elder? You should have given it to me."
That's insane. How could a father and his own daughter ever share a bed? That's an abomination.
The sight of those blood-red eyes fixed on her filled Dang Yeoji with despair.
"Heh heh. At last I get to fuck my pretty Jia. The First Elder took your virginity, but even so, getting to fuck this cunt of yours now makes Daddy very happy. All this time I held myself back, wanting you. I don't want to hold back and regret it anymore."
Lust had swallowed him whole.
With the Second and Third Elders dead, every hope of becoming Chief had vanished. He had offered up both wife and daughter and still gained nothing. Rage and regret crashed over him in waves—and all of it funneled into fury at having given his daughter to the First Elder, and into the craving to take her himself, even if it was too late.
— Rustle, rustle— whisper— slip—
He scooped her up, carried her to the bed, and laid her down. Then his hands began roughly stripping away her clothes.
She had dressed lightly for the First Elder; a single outer robe was all she wore. In moments it was gone, leaving her bare white body exposed.
"Heh heh. As expected, my daughter's body is beautiful. To think that First Elder bastard got to monopolize something this pretty all by himself. From now on, Daddy will take good care of you."
Ah, Father! You can't. Raping your own daughter is already a crime against heaven—but if you rape me now, you'll die too.
She prayed desperately that he would stop even now. She fixed him with every ounce of pleading she had left, hoping some scrap of reason might return, clinging to one thin thread of hope.
But even under that desperate gaze, Dang Dunam's bloodshot eyes only glittered with thicker lust.
"Ahh... so these are my daughter's breasts and cunt. So pretty. So beautiful."
The body reflected in his eyes was exquisite. Soft, budding breasts and pale skin; a narrow waist and full hips; the dark thatch nestled between them and the long white legs beyond. She had the classic figure of a pure, lovely beauty.
"Jia's breasts really are lovely. Your father is going to taste them."
— Slurp, slurp— suck— suck—
"Heh heh. Delicious. Jia's breasts are pretty and delicious."
Ah, no... Father sucking on his own daughter's breasts... you can't...
She wanted to scream, but no sound would come. The helplessness was enough to drive her mad.
— Slurp, slurp— lick lick lick lick— suck—
"Hah... hah... so good. Jia's breasts really taste so good."
Ah, Father, please. Stop here.
She begged him silently, desperately, to stop. But Dang Dunam, blind to her pleading, kept wetting those soft breasts with his spit and sucking them greedily.
In that moment he was nothing more than a beast lost to lust.
Her breasts were quickly fouled with her own father's saliva. When he had had his fill of them, his tongue began to travel lower.
"Ahh... so this is Jia's cunt. So pretty."
— Slurp, slurp— suckle—
Haaah! N-no... not there... don't...
At last his tongue reached his daughter's sex. He parted her folds and began to caress her with his mouth.
Dang Dunam had crossed the final line of heaven and begun the unforgivable act of pleasuring his own daughter's cunt.