Chapter 14
「Joo Ji-hoon's POV」
One week into amnesia.
Spanking my little sister had become part of my daily routine.
She'd come to my room at least once a day, demanding her spanking each time.
On days when she was feeling extra needy, she'd show up three times.
Right now, she was draped over my lap, and I was giving her ass a good smack.
This was already the second round today.
Smack smack smack smack smack smack...
I patted her ass with short intervals and just the right amount of force.
The jiggling flesh rippled enticingly.
She was even wearing pantyhose today, which made it all the more stimulating.
"Haaah..."
A-young let out a languid sigh, like she was getting a refreshing massage.
I paused the spanking for a moment and kneaded her plump, springy cheeks.
"A-young, you like it?"
"Yesss...♡"
"How much?"
"The best in the world."
"Come on, that's so cliché."
"Then... how about 'it makes my pussy so wet'?"
"Heh, you were so shy at first, but now you don't even hide it."
I'd asked her about the water stains left on the bed sheets after our sessions.
I figured she'd hem and haw, but she answered right away. It was her love juices.
"Why hide it? We're family. Hehe."
"Even family has boundaries. You didn't squirt on the sheets again, did you?"
"Nooo? You told me not to make a mess, so I even wore pantyhose. Isn't that going too far?"
"Every time you come over, the bed ends up wet."
"If you're so suspicious, check for yourself."
"Check? How?"
"How? With your hand, obviously."
"Touch your panties? Are you nuts?"
"Why? Can't handle it? That's why virgins are no good. Don't worry, nothing'll happen if you touch panties. Teehee."
"Hey, you think I can't?"
I got fired up and slid my fingers between her thighs.
The tips came away slick and damp.
"You're already soaked. I haven't even used any skills yet."
"Not my fault! It's because you spank my ass so lewdly, you perv."
Heh heh. Look at this cheeky brat. Still needs more discipline.
"No problem for a little sister getting her pussy wet while her real brother spanks her ass?"
I traced a circle over her mound with my index finger.
I lightly pressed the spot where her clit was.
"Hyah! It's your fault for teasing me first."
"What did I do?"
"You got your dick all hard and kept pressing on my lower belly."
"..."
I couldn't help it. I'd tried reciting sutras and even the national anthem to fight the erection, but I failed.
The warm, soft feel of her freshly steamed bun-like ass and her lewd moans tickling my ears were too much.
The superiority of disciplining my usually tomboyish sister played a part too.
The taboo of siblings was just spice doubling the excitement.
"I'm amnesiac, so I have an excuse. What's yours? Just a perv? Got a defense?"
"It's because of the skill! I told you, all my nerves are focused on my ass."
"Then get a boyfriend to do it. A cutie like you could date anyone. Why come to me?"
"...Hmph! Don't know!"
A-young buried her face in the pillow, refusing to talk.
She radiated sulky vibes, but she didn't leave my lap.
She even lifted her ass a bit, getting into prime spanking position.
Just like a sulky cat turning its head away like it doesn't care, but sticking around.
She wants me to cheer her up quick, the little tease.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Hyah! Nyah...! Hnyaah...!!♡♡"
Each slap made her writhe.
Her soft belly rubbed against my glans in the process.
Spank down, she jolts, belly grinds—chain reaction.
I started to cheer her up, but the belly friction felt so good I kept going.
It was like playing with a sex toy.
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I spanked her to full satisfaction.
Then I sat on the edge of the bed and checked my phone.
More messages.
The notification badge jumped from 94 to 98.
I opened the app, half-expecting it. Sure enough, from her.
"Kang Se-hee..."
Saying her name out loud felt weirdly awkward.
Typing it was familiar, but voicing it was brand new.
She'd sent me 98 messages over the past week.
I hadn't replied. Wasn't ready to meet her yet.
"Oppa!"
A-young suddenly back-hugged me.
"Ack!"
I fumbled the phone in surprise.
Reflexes kicked in—I reached out, caught it bouncing on my palm.
"Phew..."
I sighed in relief and checked the screen.
The chat with Kang Se-hee was open.
— Kang Se-hee
Ji-hoon, please pick up.
I'm worried you're in an accident or something. At least send a sign of life if you're okay.
You're doing fine, right? You told me not to come, so I'm waiting, but is this okay?
You didn't ignore me on purpose, did you?
If you did, I'll kill you for real?
"I'm screwed..."
"What?"
A-young rested her chin on my shoulder.
"I was ignoring her on purpose, but I accidentally opened it catching the falling phone."
"Who from?"
"Some girl named Kang Se-hee..."
"Se-hee sis?"
"You know her? Her profile pic looks like this."
"Yeah, I know her. Real well."
Her tone was subtle.
Not bad, but not exactly good either.
"You two close?"
"Basically BFFs. We've been tight since elementary school, and now we're on the same team."
"Team? What team?"
"Hero team."
"You were a Hero?"
"Heroes are Heroes. Even if I'm a spy. Hehe."
That differed from my setting.
Original Joo A-young wasn't a spy. She was a brawler villain who beat down anything in her path.
Still short on info. Gotta finish that diary quick.
I wanted to meet Kang Se-hee after reading it all...
"So, you gonna go see her, Oppa?"
"Who?"
"Who else? Se-hee sis."
"Eventually, yeah."
Timing might vary, but I'd meet her for sure.
As the author, I was curious how my story's protagonist was living.
"You're gonna meet sis after all. Got some homing instinct? Not a migratory bird or anything. Sigh."
"You don't want me meeting Kang Se-hee?"
"Hmm... Fifty-fifty? It'd be great if she stayed just friends, but she always wants more..."
Her eyes cooled dangerously.
She made that face sometimes. Scary every time.
"You think she's worth it, A-young?"
"Sure. S-Rank Hero, model's body—hot and pretty, shoots more ads than most celebs."
"Personality?"
"Outsiders call her a picky queen, but to me, she's a pushover."
"Why?"
"Whenever people scream for help, she always rushes in to save them. Never seen her pass by."
"Isn't that normal?"
"Why's that normal?"
Innocent face. Genuinely puzzled.
Curious look scarier than the icy one sometimes.
No wonder she's an S-Rank Villain. Better not poke.
"Yeah, saving strangers isn't exactly normal."
"Right? Se-hee sis is that much of a pushover. Especially with you. She'd do pretty much anything you ask. Grumble first, though."
"We were that close?"
"...Dunno."
"But you said she'd do anything I ask?"
"Don't ask me. No more."
"Hiding something?"
"I've said a lot already. 'Cause you spanked me so good, I'm in a good mood."
"Really?"
"Yep. Regretting spilling too much. Should I knock you out now?"
"...That much?"
"Don't believe words? Want a demo?"
"No! I'm good. Really."
Phew... Good call on the thorough spanking.
I'd wondered if keeping this up with my sister was okay, but my choice was right.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Messages chimed three times in a row.
"From sis?"
"Maybe."
"Check now."
"Now?"
"Now."
"..."
Should I check in front of A-young?
"Oppa?"
"...Sorry. Spaced out."
Hoping it wasn't risky, I unlocked the phone.
— Kang Se-hee
Read and ghost? You psycho?
On a short shooting break now. If no one was around, you'd be dead.
Calling you after I get home, so wait right there.
"Nyahaha! She must miss you bad, Oppa?"
"..."
Miss me? Or wanna kill me? Unclear.
"Should I pick up if Kang Se-hee calls?"
"Your call. But keep ghosting, and she'll show up."
"Ugh... Not ready yet..."
"Heehee. How 'bout meeting her all sloppy in slippers? Kill the vibe."
"That's a bit..."
"Why? Wanna dress sharp and impress?"
Her eyes sparkled mischievously.
"Why no middle ground? I can dress normal."
"Hmm... True. Go decent. Decent."
"Yeah..."
She looks so easy to handle mid-spank, but after? Total tiger.
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True to her word, Kang Se-hee called that evening.
Ring ring... Ring ring...
Sure enough, her name on screen.
Answer or not?
Wanna, but bad timing.
Big Sis was right beside me.
We'd watched a horror flick together tonight too. Every night this week, no exceptions.
No resistance built up, so I slept with her every night.
Ring ring... Ring ring...
Phone kept ringing.
"W-who is it?"
Big Sis, lying next to me, spoke up.