Conquest of the Mother-Daughter Trio - Hunting Dog, Bitch Hound, and Your Bitch♥
All clothes cast aside, Jinwoo waited no longer. He seized Chiharu's waist as she lay prone on the floor, hoisted her up like a ragdoll, and hurled her roughly onto the bed.
"Hngh...!"
Even on the soft mattress, the sudden impact stole her breath. Before she could recover, his massive frame crashed down upon her.
"Now it's your body's turn."
He pried her legs wide open and positioned himself between them. Then, he thrust his fingers inside her.
"Hnght...♡"
The untouched, narrow, scorching depths of her virgin territory. As his fingers invaded, Chiharu's body tensed instinctively. But they were merciless, stirring her insides, scraping the most sensitive walls, forcibly widening the path to pleasure.
It tore at her like fire, yet an inexplicable heat bloomed from the depths of her belly. Her body betrayed her reason, growing slick in response to his domination.
As he added a second finger, then a third, taming her, Chiharu's mind went blank. The huntress vanished, leaving only the sacrifice. She merely trembled her hips to his touch, spilling moans she couldn't distinguish as pain or ecstasy.
Finally, deeming her ready, Jinwoo aligned his massively swollen length at her entrance. Its absolute presence crushed every sense, an undeniable reality. Just before the final conquest, he smiled and flung open the invisible floodgates of sensation.
Bloodline Empathy binds the mother and daughters as one once more.
In that instant, Koharu's steps halted abruptly as she headed back to her room.
"Haht...♡ Ah!"
A bolt of lightning struck her. Everything happening in her sister's body overlaid her own. The vivid sensation of her most secret place being tamed by their master's fingers. The faint pain of her tightness being forced open, followed by that sweet, insidious pleasure.
She leaned against the corridor wall, shuddering as hot slickness dripped between her thighs.
'Ah... it's starting...♡ Finally, big sister's turn...!'
Koharu recalled her own first time. The horrific pain when Jinwoo first claimed her, overwhelmed by ecstatic pleasure. All those sensations had been shared with her mother and sister through Bloodline Empathy.
Now it flowed the other way. Her sister was enduring that exact deflowering moment.
'Big sis will know now too... the pain I felt, and the even greater pleasure that follows...♡'
Enveloped in perverse joy that her sister now walked the same path—and jealous envy that it was her sister tasting that first experience—Koharu moaned with a rapturous expression.
Meanwhile, Aki, feigning sleep beside her husband Tatsuhiro, convulsed as if electrocuted.
"Hnght...!"
She clamped a hand over her mouth. The sensation of her eldest daughter Chiharu's body being violated by his fingers transmitted with crystal clarity. The humiliation of her pure, untouched daughter's hymen tearing and defiling. That raw deflowering agony felt like it was ripping through her own womb again.
And with it came the depraved pleasure surging from the act, crashing over her.
"Nng... nngh..."
She bit the blanket desperately to stifle her moans. Her heart froze in terror as her husband stirred and mumbled in his sleep beside her. He couldn't find out. He must never know her body was writhing in ecstasy from her daughter's rape—this filthy, obscene truth.
Aki slipped carefully from the bed, opened the door, and stepped into the corridor. There, at the moonlit window at the far end, stood a figure gazing at her: Koharu.
Koharu had her hand between her legs, face flushed with pleasure, staring at her mother. Spotting Aki, she flashed a smile brimming with mischief amid the ecstasy—as if saying, 'Mom feels it too, right?' Cruel yet innocent.
As Aki recoiled in horror, Koharu darted forward and breathed hotly into her ear.
"Mom... can you feel it? Big sister's first time... right now...♡ With Master's...♡♡♡"
Koharu's whisper didn't stop there.
"When it was my first time, did you feel this too, Mom? The pain of me tearing inside... and the sweet pleasure at the end...♡ Ahh, now we're truly the same, all three of us. Mom, big sis, me... all Master's women. Now we're a real 'family.' Feeling everything together...♡"
In the corridor, as Koharu's lewd whispers eroded Aki's last shreds of reason, the final rite unfolded in Chiharu's room.
Jinwoo tormented her no longer. Gripping her waist firmly, he drove himself without hesitation into her deepest, purest depths.
"Hraaaaaah...!"
It was less a scream than a death knell, as if her very existence tore apart. Her resisting narrowness yielded forcibly to the inevitable. Flesh ripping, the thin membrane bursting—a sharp, burning agony raced up her spine, searing her brain. Her vision flashed white; consciousness nearly snapped.
Crimson blood, proof of her purity, bloomed like a flower on the white sheets. But it didn't soak in. Drawn by an unseen force, the droplets gathered into a thin scarlet thread, floating upward. It pierced the wall toward the basement and vanished.
On the Magic Grimoire's page in the basement, a faint new red rune glowed into existence. Chiharu's virgin blood and hymen were thus collected as the second offering.
Jinwoo gave her no time to adjust. He began thrusting immediately. This was no act of pleasure—it was primal, violent mating to imprint the male's dominance, to shatter her will from the root. The bed creaked as if to break; amid the tearing pain, her body slurped wetly around him.
"It hurts...♡ It hurts so much...♡ But...♡ Ah, aaah...♡♡♡"
Pain and pleasure intertwined, blanking her mind. Amid the agony, the overwhelming fullness of him filling her to the unopened entrance of her womb granted a sensation beyond anything before. She could only rock to his hips, howling like a beast.
As ecstasy's waves surged uncontrollably, a dormant, rebellious instinct stirred deep within. Her fingers curled like claws, reaching unconsciously for his back—to mark the flesh granting this pain and pleasure, a final twitch of resistance.
But just before her nails grazed him, her new awareness screamed.
'No!'
'This isn't punishment... it's grace. How dare something lowly like me scar this great one's body!'
Her hand froze midair, then veered to claw the sheets madly. Veins bulged on her knuckles; nails threatened to snap. She crushed her last rebellion with her own hands.
Jinwoo missed none of this subtle shift. Smiling in satisfaction, he flipped her over into perfect doggy position. Her pale, plump ass exposed vulnerably before him. He savored the sight briefly, then impaled her from behind once more.
"Hnght...♡!"
This angle plunged deeper, stimulating her womb directly. He seized the end of her dangling ponytail with one hand, yanking it like reins as he pistoned savagely like a beast. Scalp pain mingled with womb-piercing ecstasy; she wailed in scream-moans.
Slap! Slap!
He didn't relent, spanking her ass with his palm. Red handprints bloomed vividly on her white flesh. The shame and sting heightened her sensitivity below. Her mind tangled utterly.
"I was wrong...♡ I'm sorry...♡ Aaang...♡♡♡"
She sobbed it out, unsure what wrong, only that she must beg forgiveness. Tears, snot, saliva soaked the pillow. Each brutal thrust sent her convulsing into orgasmic abysses. Yet he denied her breath, plunging deeper, faster.
Chiharu thought nothing now. She was no longer human—just a living vessel to receive her master's lust, to bear his seed.
As her body slumped, spent, Jinwoo finally stilled. Still buried inside, he whispered in her ear.
"Soon, I'll make you truly mine."
With his words, thick, scorching semen flooded her womb's depths. In that moment, Chiharu's last thread of consciousness snapped. Swept in endless orgasmic waves, her body spasmed without cease.
Her once-pure womb was now a grail brimming with one man's seed, perhaps to cradle new life. Thus, the "purification rite" concluded.
