An Escape Route Will Appear
“Wow… Oppa, look at this.”
As if taking her brother’s foreskin wasn’t enough, she kept pressing down on his prostate, wringing climax after climax out of him until an enormous amount of semen had gathered in the farming bowl.
Compared to the two or three times she’d made him come yesterday, this was as if she had squeezed him down to the very last drop. When she pressed in hard like that—
“Hwaaaaah…….”
—a moan spilled from Oppa’s lips, and that wilted cock of his twitched in response, spitting out not thick white semen but only a clear, semen-like stream of fluid.
“Hmm… After more than ten orgasms, looks like nothing’s coming out anymore, Oppa.”
“Hwaaaah…….”
“Does it hurt, Oppa?”
“Ugh… hwaaagh…….”
Whether it was from how roughly she’d been mashing his prostate in such a short span of time, or whether the pleasure had simply turned him into an idiot, all he could do was twitch and let out those faint little moans.
“Aah♡ Honestly, even like this, Oppa is just so adorable~”
Any look on his face was precious to her—but this vacant, broken expression was something she rarely got to see, which only made it all the more collectible.
Click. Click.
She snapped photos of Oppa lying there half-unconscious, eyes glazed over, then laid their bodies side by side and poured the semen she’d collected in the bowl all over him.
There he was—her beloved Oppa, wilted cock buried under a thick coating of his own cum, still twitching helplessly. Her precious Junhi Oppa♡
“Hmm, what should I title this photo~”
Once her period was over she wouldn’t really need one-sided pictures of Oppa to masturbate to—but still.
Someday she might want to try a mutual masturbation play where they faced each other, so she saved the photos to the SD card she’d prepared in advance and started typing in a name.
202x.x.xx — [ I came this much~ ] Saved!
At last, the first photo had been added to the album she’d created for training her Oppa.
Until now it had been filled with ordinary pictures of him—sleeping shots, graduation photos, and all the rest. But a dirty photo like this was a first.
“Hehehe~ Aah, my precious Oppa. From now on, let’s work hard together to fill this whole album up.”
She lay down beside him and spent the time trailing her fingers over his cum-smeared body, teasing her sleeping Oppa little by little.
“Hwaaaaah… A-ah, it hurts….”
Minhi had shoved her fingers into his ass and made him come so many times that his cock was starting to sting and throb with pain. At the same time, a cold sensation settled around it—the familiar weight of the chastity belt—and he realized he’d been neatly dressed again.
“Ugh… it hurts….”
However badly she’d tormented him while he was out, the moment he tried to sit up and get off the bed, a deep ache shot through his lower back.
Whether he’d thrown his back out or not, he clutched at the pain and collapsed right there beside the bed—just as the door opened.
“Oh, you’re awake. Oppa?”
“U-uh… Minhi….”
The door swung open, and with it came the soft bubbling of a rice cooker and the smell of something delicious cooking.
“Is your back hurting?”
“Y-yeah….”
“Dinner still needs a little longer. Want to lie back down on the bed?”
“Yeah… and if you’ve got a p-pain patch….”
“A pain patch? Hot or cold?”
“H-hot.”
Minhi casually pulled a patch from the desk drawer, then lifted his shirt as if it were her own clothes.
“Lie flat, Oppa.”
“Minhi, I-I’ll do it myself—”
He tried to pull his shirt back down, but her hand stopped him.
“Just lie down. I’ll put it on for you.”
“N-no, I can do it myself….”
“Lie down.”
He kept grabbing at her hand, trying to pry it off so he could handle it alone, but Minhi refused to let go of his shirt. Irritation seemed to be creeping in—the bright, sparkling eyes from earlier had gone cold as she looked down at him.
“Let go.”
“……I-I can do it alone….”
“Let go while I’m still asking nicely.”
“………A-alright….”
He released her hand, and his shirt was peeled upward and off without resistance.
“It was coming off anyway. Why do you keep fussing about it, Oppa?”
“……”
“Still not trained enough? Should I educate you until blood comes out of your cock?”
“N-no….”
He had no idea how many times she’d made him come while he was unconscious—but if she kept going until he bled, how many dozens of orgasms would that even be….
“Every time you keep denying reality and try to run from me, I’m just going to tighten my grip even more.”
“Yeah….”
“You’re not getting away from me anymore, Oppa. No—if you think you can run, go ahead and try.”
Minhi climbed onto his back, held out her phone, and showed him something on the screen.
“The second you run, I’ll hunt you down no matter what it takes. And wherever you go, I’ll destroy your entire daily life. Then, with nowhere left to turn, you’ll naturally end up depending on me, won’t you?”
“Wh-what… what is this….”
On the phone screen was him.
His own naked body, drenched in the semen he’d been forced to spill, with only his face lightly mosaicked out.
“This is just a sample. What do you think would happen if I posted the uncensored version online?”
“…D-delete it….”
“Just the thought of people all over the world looking at Oppa’s beautiful body makes me want to gouge their eyes out—but still….”
“Th-this joke has gone way too far….”
If something like that got out on the internet, he’d never be able to live a normal life again….
“People would start recognizing you everywhere, right? They’d call Oppa a pervert, and one by one the people around you would drift away, until you were completely cornered.”
“You’re lying….”
Beating him, injecting him with drugs, forcing him to lick his little sister’s pussy—and on top of all that, shoving her fingers into his ass and milking him dry like some kind of human garbage….
Why wouldn’t she just leave him alone?
“In the end, no matter where you go, if people start avoiding you, you’ll have no choice but to come crawling back to me.”
Minhi settled gently against his back and stroked his face from behind.
“Wherever you go, wherever you hide, I’ll find you somehow. And if you run from me, I’ll break you if I have to—just to keep you….”
Speaking from behind him, she leaned in closer and closer until her lips were against his right ear, whispering.
“I won’t give you to anyone. Yoo Junhi—you’re mine.”
“I-I don’t want this….”
“I don’t care if you don’t want it. As long as I have Oppa, nothing else matters.”
“Why… why are you doing this to me….”
“I already told you.”
The whisper at his right ear shifted; she moved to the left side and spoke again.
“I love Oppa so, so much♡”
“Y-you… you’re not normal….”
“I know. Hehe.”
“Mom and Dad… if they found out, they wouldn’t just sit still….”
“Hehehe~ Aah~ My precious Junhi Oppa. Do you really think snitching to Mom or Dad could stop me?”
The hand stroking his cheek pressed closer; she leaned her whole body against him and kept caressing him.
“Y-you’re… insane….”
“I know. I’m the crazy bitch who’s starving for the love Oppa never gave me. And if—just if—Oppa ever abandoned me and started seeing some other woman, then I….”
Minhi swiped to the next photo on her phone and held it up for him to see.
A picture full of unidentifiable syringes and drugs, and right in the center, a bottle of drinkable yogurt.
“…Wh-what is that….”
“Who knows? What do you think it is? Aren’t you curious, Oppa? What do you think would happen if Mom or Dad drank that yogurt in the middle?”
“…D-don’t….”
“Curious, right?? Should I feed it to Mom or Dad once they get back from their trip?”
“M-Minhi… no, not that, please, really….”
“You think this is going too far, Oppa?”
Still whispering against his ear, Minhi craned her neck further around so she could look him straight in the face.
Like a snake sizing up its prey before swallowing it whole….
“M-Minhi… th-this isn’t right….”
“Is that so? You think this isn’t right?”
“Y-yeah… this really isn’t right, Minhi….”
“Really? You honestly think this is wrong?”
“Y-yeah… this isn’t right, truly….”
Minhi had crossed the line.
She wasn’t supposed to love her family this way—and yet she’d stepped over that boundary, demanding love from him, going further still, trying to mold him however she pleased.
And anything that got in her way….
The parents who had spent decades raising them—she was ready to put a knife to their throats over nothing more than the thought that they might be obstacles standing in front of her.
“You really think this is wrong, Oppa?”
“Y-yes, Minhi… th-this isn’t right….”
“If this is wrong, then what should I do instead, Oppa?”
She was asking him what she ought to do.
He knew….
He knew exactly what he was supposed to say in this situation—and Minhi was savoring every second of it.
“Hmm? Won’t you tell me what I should do, Oppa?”
“I-I…….”
“You what?”
“I…… I…….”
“There, there, Oppa. Don’t be scared. Take your time. Tell me what I should do.”
He wanted to run—wanted to tear himself free from Minhi, who was coiled around him like she might swallow him whole at any moment.
He wanted to run and run until he never had to see her again, until the revulsion filling his heart finally overflowed—but….
That single photo of the drugs and the yogurt bottle held his ankle fast.
“I… I’m not allowed to run away from Minhi….”
“There, there, there~ So cute. Mmm~ That’s my Oppa. You already know the answer to such a hard question?”
“……”
“Aah, you’re so adorable and precious I just want to bite you♡”
If he alone suffered and suffered, then Mom and Dad would be safe….
From behind him, Minhi kept murmuring how precious he was while stroking his face the way you’d pet a dog.
“There, there. My Junhi Oppa. You’re still not fully trained, but seeing how smart you are, maybe I don’t need to educate you so roughly after all?”
“Yeah…….”
“Shall we go eat now? I made something I think you’ll like.”
“Y-yeah…….”
It was enough if he was the only one who suffered….
Someday, an escape route will appear.