Chapter 13. The Kind Onee-san (6)
After finishing dinner, Park Hana collapsed face-down onto the bed. She couldn't forget that experience from earlier. When her palms had smacked against her skin, it had hurt like any ordinary pain. But the throbbing heat that followed made her lose her mind with excitement. Especially when it landed on her crotch—pain and pleasure blended so completely that pleasure had far outnumbered pain.
How could I feel good while being hit…?
She hadn't known she had this kind of taste until it happened. If it hadn't been for the training, she probably would have never discovered it.
…More. Kang-jun-ah, hit me harder. Harder. Spank my pussy, spank it raw.
Onee-san’s perverted desires had begun twisting out of control. Strangely, she craved the smack of his palm on her breasts, her ass, her belly, her thighs… and finally her crotch.
She had never been so terrified of her own depravity. If she kept going, she might get even worse. She couldn't even guess how deep the abyss truly went.
Yet the pleasure she had already tasted refused to stop. She hated being hit, and yet she loved it. She had simply surrendered to the result that came afterward.
She started masturbating again. Ever since joining the team house, she had come to believe her sessions had skyrocketed in frequency. From once a day, now it was four or five times. Even at any time, anywhere.
Fucking bitch. Perverted slut. Dog bitch. Suck your sister's dog-pussy. And then ram it with Kang-jun's dick!
Hana tore herself apart mercilessly. A fresh wave of pleasure crashed through her. The kind, gentle Onee-san everyone idolized was nothing more than a cum-dump slut to Kang-jun. A filthy bitch who wanted her pussy spread open and a cock shoved inside it, no matter where or when…
She couldn't hold it anymore. The crotch of her panties was already soaked. In fact, it had been since before dinner. From the moment Kang-jun had flashed her that crooked smile while everyone else’s backs were turned…
Her lower body had flooded.
She was at her limit. Unable to endure another second, Hana shot upright. Only a thin nightgown clung to her body.
She pressed her ear to the door for a moment. No sound came through. The team members who had been chattering and laughing in the living room while watching TV had probably scattered to their own rooms. She cracked the door open. The hallway was pitch dark.
The kind Onee-san was the one who had spotted the sliver of light beneath the door. She headed toward Hye-mi’s room.
Not toward Kang-jun.
Knock, knock.
“Who is it?”
“It's your unnie.”
“Unnie? Just a second!”
The sound of frantic, hurried movements echoed from inside. …Hye-mi must have been hurriedly slipping into something revealing for when Kang-jun knocked later. The image made Hana swallow hard.
The nasty bitch. Letting only her suck Kang-jun’s cock…
Still, she couldn't resent her own beloved little sister who followed her so obediently. Human nature and perverted lust were two entirely different things.
The door opened with a click. Hye-mi smiled brightly and stepped inside.
“Unnie, you must have been working hard today… I’ll cheer for you all the way to the end.”
“Yeah, thanks. Just seeing you makes me want to keep going.”
“Really? …Unnie is so wonderful. You really are like a big sister, like a mom… and an angel! Hehe.”
“Really?”
The kind Onee-san gave the gentlest smile.
Yes. That was it.
Hana gently stroked Hye-mi’s head, holding her close. She felt a surge of joy so intense it was almost demonic. The split between the angel outside and the monster inside made her body tremble with pleasure.
That was why she needed Hye-mi so badly. When physical relief was impossible, she found satisfaction in the mind. Whenever her rotten inner core threatened to devour everything on the surface, she had to clean it off again.
Angel. Kind. Gentle. Pure.
All of those words had fed her. From now on, the kind Onee-san needed to hear exactly that.
“Yeah, I feel like Hye-mi is my little sister. Thank you, Hye-mi. Thanks for cheering for me.”
“No, thank you! Having you makes me strong!”
Hehe. For a split second, Hana felt an overwhelming urge to swallow Hye-mi’s lips whole, the ones that had just been sucking and slurping on Kang-jun’s cock. …But she held back. She couldn’t cut open the golden-egg-laying goose with one cut.
“Then sleep well.”
“Yeah, you too, unnie.”
They gave each other a warm hug. The kind Onee-san kept her gentle smile until the door clicked shut. The instant it closed, she squeezed her thighs together tightly.
Her cute little sister and Kang-jun were probably fucking each other roughly inside. The thought made her shiver.
I want it too. I want it too.
Before she even reached her own room, she hiked up her nightgown, baring her lower body completely, and twisted the doorknob open.
“Ah!”
Hana froze. Someone was sitting on the bed. …The silhouette belonged to Team Leader Lee Kang-jun.
“…This is insane. You’re a total slut.”
Hana yanked her skirt down in one swift motion and slammed the door shut. She approached him trembling, dropped to her knees right in front of him, and hid her face between his spread legs. …Now that they were his, she wanted to suck anything and everything.
“Park Hana.”
“…Yes?”
“Onee-san.”
“Yes?”
“Are you a slut?”
Her mouth snapped shut. At the sound, her crotch clenched.
“…I have no choice.”
…Have no choice? …What do you mean?
Hana lifted her head slightly. Without warning, he grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanked it, and dragged her toward him. Fuck! Kang-jun leaned down and whispered right next to her ear.
“Today, you’re not allowed to masturbate until I give you permission.”
“…What?”
“You didn’t hear me? No masturbation.”
…No way. That’s—
“I’m sorry. Please, please… forgive me.”
“Hah, so you’re already trying to edge?”
That wasn’t happening. She couldn’t do it.
“Then I’ll have to do something about it.”
As he spoke, Kang-jun pulled something out. She looked, wondering what it was—thought it looked sturdy. Her eyes widened in shock.
“Animals that don’t listen need tools. Understand?”
“Ah, no, no, I won’t do it. Please. Don’t. Ahh!”
Kang-jun roughly yanked her hair again.
“Shut your mouth. It’s too loud.”
He tossed her onto the bed. Kang-jun began tying her up with the rope he had learned from the army—perfect for moments like this.
He dragged her to the very edge of the bed, leaving only her face sticking out beyond the mattress.
“Then wait right here, Onee-san.”
Haah, haah. Hana’s crotch was already throbbing. Faint voices drifted from the next room. She couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying.
Soon the sex began. Hye-mi’s soft, broken moans reached her ears, and Hana lost all control. She was going insane. Her mind was fracturing. She had to do something—anything!
Her crotch was drenched. The liquid kept pouring out, soaking the blanket beneath her.
Hana tried desperately to rub her thighs together for relief, but it only made the frustration worse.
“Ah, please. Ah, fuck, fuck, Kang-jun you bastard. Ahh, this fucking bastard. Ah, aah.”
The curses poured out on their own. How was she supposed to endure this?
“Ah, a. Aah. A. Aah, a, fuck. Really, a. Aah. Fuck, fuuuuck! Eugh! Eeugh!”
No matter how much she thrashed, the rope held tight. There was no escape. She could only writhe helplessly.
She had no idea how much time had passed. Hana simply lay there, body limp, panting desperately. Her mind kept spinning.
Creak.
The door opened. She forced her head up as far as she could. Of course, it was Kang-jun. Hana shook like a rescued animal.
“Ah, aah, Kang-jun, Kang-jun. Please. Please.”
She begged and begged. Yet, because he was so utterly cruel, he laughed and pulled up a chair, sitting right in front of her face.
Kang-jun asked how the video had sounded. How were the moans?
“How was it? What do you think?”
“No, Team Leader Kang-jun. Don’t do this. I, I, I’m really going to lose it. Ah, aah, please stop. Free me.”
“You said to give my opinion.”
“I’m going to die. I, I can’t hold on anymore. Really. Kang-jun. …Kang-jun-ah. Unnie is really struggling. So please, please free me. Right?”
“Opinion.”
“No…”
Fuck.
“It hurts, really. My wrists ache. I can’t take it anymore. Kang-jun. Right? …No, Kang-jun! Please free me! Ah, no, please! Fuck, free me! It’s so fucking painful—please hurry!”
Her voice grew rougher. Still, Kang-jun just watched her and smirked.
“Aah, you piece of shi—! Free me! I said free me! Free me right now! Hurry, hurry—!”
Suddenly Kang-jun stripped off his pants. His thick cock sprang out, huge and rigid.
Hana’s mind blanked. That thing she had craved more than anything was suddenly right in front of her. Too sudden.
Kang-jun noticed her eyes locked on his shaft, and let out a low chuckle.
“You want to suck it?”
Hana nodded like she was hypnotized. Kang-jun dragged the chair closer. His cock was now directly in her face. The thick, musky scent hit her hard—nothing like the faint smell trapped in his underwear.
“…Kang-jun-ah… please. Me, me… just that… right?”
At first she tried to point with her eyes. When that didn’t work, she twisted her head.
Finally she couldn’t hold back and extended her tongue as far as she could. It still didn’t reach. So she stretched it even farther, tongue as flat as possible. Almost—there! But before it could touch, he shoved her head back.
“Ah…! Eeugh!”
She stretched again. She needed to taste him any way she could. She pushed her tongue out as far as it would go, licking the tip, trying to reach even with just the very end.
Kang-jun pulled back at the last second. Aaaah, fuuuuck—! She gritted her teeth and glared at him.
“Give it to me! Fuck, the cock. The cock! Now!”
Kang-jun slapped her cheek hard. The world flashed white, then rang with tinnitus. Her mind went blank for a second, then returned. The burning heat on her cheek was far more vivid than the pain. It felt like fire.
“Such a bad girl.”
Hana lowered her head. …And realized her place. What she asked for would never come. Everything depended on his mercy. She could only beg.
“Please, please, Kang-jun. Me, me, unnie, unnie, Kang-jun, your cock—just once. Please let unnie suck it. Please? I’ll do anything. Please, Kang-jun.”
“Do you want it that badly?”
Hana’s eyes grew huge. She nodded so hard her head moved.
“Yeah, really. Really just once. Please, Kang-jun. I, I can’t hold on anymore. Really. It’s not a lie. Really. If I don’t do this, I’ll really, really lose my mind. I’ll go crazy! H, really.”
Huff, huff, huff.
Her breathing grew ragged. She was on the verge of hyperventilation. Her eyes stayed locked on his rock-hard cock, unable to look away.
Aah, aah, please. My mouth kept watering, my tongue kept sliding out.
Haa, haaah! Aaaah!
Hana thrashed wildly.
“Pleeeaase, cock. Cock. Ah, just once. Aah. Aah! Aah, please, please Kang-jun. Kang-jun! Really, is this really going to happen? I know. Fuck, I really don’t care anymore. Really. Kill me or not, do whatever you want. Fuck, do whatever you want to my cock! I just want the cock! I want it!”
Madness flashed across Hana’s face. A real crazy bitch. Kang-jun chuckled.
“Stick out your tongue.”
Yeeees.
When he ordered her to stick out her tongue, she did it with every ounce of strength she had. Kang-jun grabbed his cock and rubbed it against her tongue. She whipped her tongue like a mad animal, licking and sucking only with it. Nothing else.
Saliva drooled from the corner of her mouth, running down her cheek in thick strings. But she kept swinging her tongue frantically, desperately tasting even the smallest drop of his cock.
“Enough.”
As soon as Kang-jun pulled back, Hana quickly pushed her tongue back in and rubbed it against his balls. She wanted to savor every bit longer. But his scent would never last.
“Ah, aaaaah. Eeugh. Eeugh!”
She thrashed. She arched her neck as far as she could and looked up at him with pathetic desperation.
“Kaaanjun-ah. Unnie. …Unnie. Please. Put it in unnie’s pussy. Please. Please. I’ll do anything. Anything. Forever. I’ll be your slave forever. Whatever you want. Really. Whatever you want. Right? I’ll do everything. Please. Please. Just… fuck me. Crup. Me, me, me, really. I’ll do everything.”
Because she kept her head raised, her breaths came in short, harsh bursts. Her face flushed crimson in an instant.
“Anything?”
“Yeah. Really. Unnie is a fucking slut. Do whatever you want. Right? Kang-jun can order me anything. Anything. I’ll do it. Right? …Please, please just fuck me. With your cock. Please….”
She drew one last breath as if she were about to cry.
Good. This should be enough.
“Turn around.”
Hana heard the order and spun around, shaking her hips wildly in the opposite direction. Kang-jun untied the rope. Because her circulation had been cut off too long, her limbs felt numb. She trembled helplessly.
“Lift your ass.”
She buried her head in the blanket and thrust her hips up high. With both hands she spread her ass cheeks wide open. The tight, steaming entrance twitched like a living thing.
Kang-jun had no gentle intentions. He pressed the head against her and thrust in hard.
—!
Hana felt like fireworks had exploded inside her stomach.
Kang-jun pulled back slightly, then slammed home again. She couldn’t even make a sound. Every time he bottomed out, her mind blanked. Her body jolted forward with every thrust.
He grabbed her limp waist and began fucking her with brutal, animalistic force.
“Ah, aaah.”
Hana’s breath was completely cut off. Her hands flailed uselessly. Where to hold on? She slapped at the blanket.
“Fucking bitch, it feels so good.”
It was true. Like a real pervert, her insides squeezed and fluttered around his cock. In terms of pure fit, she was unmatched.
“Ah, aaaaah!”
“You piece of shit!”
Her voice was too loud. Kang-jun slammed her head into the blanket. Her breathing choked off, so she forced short, desperate gasps. The pressure on his cock grew even stronger.
Her frantic movements grew wilder. He yanked her hair up for a second. Haa, haa, haa. Drool poured down her chin. Her messy hair stuck to her face but she couldn’t wipe it away. He grabbed it and yanked hard, bending her neck back.
“Kaah, kaah, kueeh, kueuh.”
Like a pig squealing, the air squeezed out of her throat with wet, choking sounds. Kang-jun slapped her hips even harder. She was half-mad already. The horrific pleasure had numbed every nerve. She had lost count of how many times she came.
It didn’t matter anymore. Without this, she would die. It was so unbearably blissful.
Kang-jun fucked her mercilessly. The suction of her throat was so perfect he got even more aroused. Hye-mi’s moans in the next room didn’t even register. …If she was asleep he could have taken her too, but shaking this hard might actually be dangerous.
He had already fucked Hye-mi a few times before. He kept going. Eventually the familiar pressure built and he felt himself about to cum. At that moment, Hana just moaned, “Ah… ahh… aah…”
Squelch, Kang-jun flooded her completely. The moment he pulled out, her hips convulsed. Her ass cheeks trembled. He groaned, “Haaah,” and slapped her ass hard enough for the sound to echo. Her body jerked forward.
As he thrust, his cock slipped out with a wet pop. She collapsed forward onto the bed.
The fallen girl
was almost nothing but a breathing corpse.