Conquest of the Mother-Daughter Trio: From Wife to Mother, Then Bitch Once More♡

Koharu pledged her fanatical loyalty, begging to offer even her mother and sister as sacrifices as she burrowed into his embrace. At that moment, an amusing idea crossed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Jinwoo's lips.

"Very well. For your commendable faith, I'll grant you a reward. And conveniently, I have something to show you."

He pulled out his smartphone and connected it to Koharu's computer monitor. Moments later, the darkened screen lit up, displaying Koharu's own bed in her room—a sight all too familiar to her. And atop it...

"Ah... aaah...♡"

Koharu flushed crimson as she heard her own moans echoing from a third-person perspective. In the video, her body reacted sensitively to his every touch, torn between shame and ecstasy. She stripped herself bare, took him into her mouth, and finally climaxed from his fingers alone. Every moment was captured in raw detail.

Jinwoo didn't stop there, queuing the next file.

The screen opened on her lying defenselessly, legs hooked over his shoulders. Her piercing scream of pain as his massive cock pierced her virginity—"Kyaaaaah!"—rang out, followed by her face twisted in despair and rapture at the sight of her preserved hymen and virgin blood. Soon, the pain twisted into pleasure; she bucked her hips like a bitch in heat, crying out, "Ma-Master Mage...♡ I-I'm your bitch now...♡♡♡" Her voice filled the room.

Finally, he played the footage just shot in the bathroom.

On screen, she worshipped his divine body with near-religious ecstasy, licking every inch clean. She rubbed her cheek against his cock, pleading, "Make my womb your altar...♡" Koharu felt not shame, but overwhelming arousal at her own depravity.

"This is the record of your first offering. From now on, everything about you will be documented like this."

Jinwoo spoke casually as he opened the next folder. Inside was one labeled 'Kim Sea'.

Folders spilled open with videos and photos of a stunning Russian-Korean beauty with brown hair writhing in tearful ecstasy.

"This girl... she was 'purified' before you—a mere cocksleeve. Not like you; she hasn't offered her soul yet. Just your run-of-the-mill onahole." Jinwoo turned to Koharu with a cruel smile. "Can you become a superior shrine maiden to that basic love doll? Can you lead your mother and sister to build me an altar of greater pleasure than she could ever dream?"

Koharu watched another woman—ravaged just like her, or worse—and swirled in a storm of emotions. Burning jealousy that someone had tasted him first. Superiority as his soul-bound shrine maiden. Rivalry to become his favorite bitch.

She nestled deeper into his arms, whispering with conviction.

"Yes...♡ Master Mage...♡ I'm not like that simple cocksleeve slut...♡ I'm your first shrine maiden. I'll please your body and soul...♡ I'll kneel your mom and sister at your feet, offer them as the ultimate sacrifice no one like her could imagine...♡"

She wasn't just conquered now. She was his most devoted, most dangerous accomplice.

The Ultimate Subjugation Seal was perfection when stamped all at once on the trio after total submission—watching each other's fall into despair's abyss.

He stroked Koharu's head. "I trust your loyalty. I'll save the greatest reward for later."

Then the bathroom door opened. Aki and Chiharu emerged, faces flushed with humiliation and rage. They'd washed in that defiled space, sharing silent solidarity and shame. Fresh from the bath, steam rose from their skin with thick soap scent, but it couldn't erase the lingering traces of debauchery. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Wet hair clung to them, their anger laced with an eerie eroticism.

Jinwoo set Koharu down and approached Aki like a husband, nuzzling her damp nape, inhaling deeply. "Ngh...!" She shuddered, goosebumps rising. He whispered hotly in her ear, his breath tickling her lobe, sending chills of dread and strange pleasure through her. "Tonight's your turn."

Aki's eyes widened in terror. Her heart pounded like a runaway train, blood rushing dizzily, every cell screaming warning. "Wh-what..."

Jinwoo combed her wet hair aside, nibbling her earlobe. The tender flesh ground between his teeth—painful, yet thrilling. Her body spasmed in rejection, but he gripped her shoulder, yanking her against his hard frame. Soft flesh met unyielding muscle; heat seeped through clothes, freezing her soul with cold dominance. A stifled moan escaped—fear, wariness, faint pleasure intertwined.

"I've exorcised the greatest demon from Koharu. Now, purify the remnants in its mother. Tell your husband to sleep at a hotel near work tonight. 'Lingering demonic energy makes it dangerous—stay out until the rite ends.' Understand?"

His voice was soft, but iron command laced it. He wrapped her waist, groping her ass—firm, yielding in his grasp. Fingers traced its curve; hot wetness seeped between her thighs. Her body betrayed her, heating against her will. Word Binding crushed resistance. Tears welled; she whispered, "...Yes."

That word shattered her defiance and pride. Jinwoo smiled, kissing her nape deeply. "Smack, slurp..." His tongue grazed her soft skin; she squeezed her eyes shut against the electric thrill. His hand slid down, pressing her soft belly. Hot through fabric, her navel twitched under his finger's press—ticklish, intimate. "Hng...!" Her belly swelled then deflated.

He grinned, tucking hair behind her ear, whispering, "Your inner demon already reacts to my touch. Tonight, in your marital bed—reeking of your husband—I'll claim you fully, purge the last traces myself."

Aki panted against him, eyes vacant. Her will lay in shards. Betraying her husband in their memory-laden bed was horrific, but she had no fight left. She surrendered to fate in his arms.

Jinwoo turned to fury-glaring Chiharu. She gnashed her teeth at his decree—but powerless. Night's master here was Jinwoo. The wait till dark was his playful game, their executioner's vigil.

He led Koharu back to her room, locked the door, sat her facing him on his lap, and booted her computer. Embracing her tiny frame, kissing her nape like a lover, he murmured softly.

"Now, my faithful shrine maiden. For the sacred rites ahead, we need tools."

He guided her hand to the mouse, peering over her shoulder, breath teasing her neck—each gust making her tremble in obedience.

"First, adult toy site."

Blushing, she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠clicked her bookmarked favorite. Jinwoo browsed vibrators, dildos, rotors like window-shopping, quizzing her on functions, adding to cart on her input. Then BDSM: soft multi-tailed leather flogger, stinging paddle, sharp riding crop for disobedient bitches. Low-temp wax candles—black and red. "Time to carve new runes on your bodies." Koharu quivered in joy.

Next, bath supplies: massive pink tube, lubes, special powder to turn the tub jelly-slick. "In the hinoki bath, all three of you serving me at once. Exciting, isn't it?"

"Yes...♡ Yes! Master Mage...♡"

Finally, cosplay site. He quizzed sizes precisely, picking for each: obedient maid outfits, slutty succubus, pure shrine maiden, black bunny girl emphasizing plump asses, provocative reverse bunny exposing breasts. And for after total enslavement: a "dress" like pristine white wedding gown—but deeply plunging chest and back, crotch daringly open. Bride and whore in blasphemous design.

Last, custom dildo site. He snapped photos of his recent erection from all angles, uploading with specs for perfect vein-for-vein replica. "When I'm away, worship me with this. Understood?"

"Yes...♡ Master Mage...♡"

All paid via Aki's card, shipped here. Soon, this house would transform into a true temple of pleasure, brimming with lewd tools.