Dohee Is Now......
Squish!! Squish!!
"Mmph!!🤍 Ngh!!🤍 Haaah!!🤍"
Mom had her face buried in the pillow in a rear-entry position, and every time I thrust into her she clenched down around me with beastlike moans. The pillow kept the sound from carrying far, but even knowing her daughters might overhear, she wasn't worried—she was simply happy to be getting fucked by my cock, drowning in the pleasure.
"You like that, you sow bitch?! I'll fuck Dohee just like this too!!"
"Mmmmmmmmph!!!🤍🤍🤍"
Mom couldn't breathe properly through the pillow, much less answer—but she rocked her hips up and down as if that were reply enough, showing me how good it felt. Getting angry that I would fuck her daughter was supposed to be a mother's job. It no longer applied to a mother who already wanted to live as a sow.
"Dohee already watched you getting fucked before, remember? How'd that feel, huh?"
"Mmmph!!🤍 Mmmph🤍"
Instead of her mouth, she answered by squeezing her pussy even tighter, showing me how turned on she was. Dohee still had a few misunderstandings, but she at least knew her mother had been taken by me—and that Mom had become something shameful and filthy.
"You still like it even so?"
I clamped down hard!!
"Mmmph!!🤍 Ngh!!🤍🤍 Mmmmmmmmmph!!🤍🤍🤍"
I lowered myself over Mom until our bodies stacked and seized her huge breasts. I wasn't caressing them gently—I was manhandling my toy, crushing them out of shape—but Mom only rolled her own hips harder, loving every second of it.
"Kh—I'm cumming!!"
I buried myself to the root and poured my load straight into her womb. Mom's waist shuddered; her toes curled as climax swallowed her whole. She wasn't a woman anymore—calling her a female animal was more accurate. She was nothing but my property. My slave.
"Haaah~ That was good."
A wet trickle spilled free as I pulled out of her—a clear sound, and a little of the semen that had packed her full leaked after it. Mom still hadn't come back to herself. Face buried in the pillow, ass still stuck high in the air, she kept trembling. I hadn't even spanked her, and her ass was already flushed bright red from how hard I'd been pounding her.
"Good. That should've been loud enough."
I looked toward Dohee's room and smiled darkly. Neither Mom's voice nor the wet slap of me fucking her pussy had gotten any quieter. Seohee out in the living room might not have caught it—but Dohee, right there in her own room, had absolutely heard every sound.
In the past, Dohee would have burned with rage and hatred toward me, convinced she had to sacrifice herself to protect her mother. Not anymore. Dohee was a masochistic little slut who had started admitting her own filthiness. The sound of me roughly fucking her mother would be nothing but fuel for her arousal now.
She already knew with her body that getting fucked by me wasn't something to hate—it was overwhelming pleasure. I could more or less guess what she was thinking after hearing all that, and it would have a huge effect on the choice she made tonight.
Certain now that Dohee was about to become mine, I shoved my still-hard cock back into Mom's onahole of a pussy.
Back in her room, Dohee sank into deep thought. No matter how hard she tried to reason it out, her already-tamed body and mind kept leaning toward something abnormal—something that could drag her entire life straight into the abyss.
And while she was wrestling with that, sounds drifted over from Oppa's room.
— Ngh!🤍 Ngh!🤍
"No way…?"
From experience alone, Dohee recognized the sound instantly for what it was: a woman's moans. For a second she wondered if he might just be watching porn—but the voice she was hearing was one she had already heard more than once.
"Mo…m…"
It was the sound of her own mother getting fucked by her son, wailing in pleasure—the very reason Dohee herself had become Oppa's slave.
"So he really was doing it."
The deal for fucking her had been that he would leave Mom alone. Of course Oppa had ignored that completely and kept sleeping with their mother anyway. Now she knew for sure.
"I'm… not even angry."
In the past her hands would have been shaking with rage. Right now her reaction was surprisingly flat. Watching the kind of man Oppa was, she had vaguely suspected he was still with Mom. She had only been telling herself he was keeping the promise. At some point she had started to sense the truth and had simply chosen to ignore it.
"Mom feels it like that too, huh……"
The house had solid soundproofing; even adjoining rooms blocked most noise. That was why Dohee never bothered holding back much when she masturbated in her own room. And yet Mom was moaning loud enough to punch straight through that insulation. It sounded like her face was buried in a pillow or something, and Dohee could still hear her.
The wet slap of flesh from Oppa fucking Mom, layered with Mom's moans, told her exactly how violently she was being taken without Dohee needing to see a thing.
A slow stroke—
"Haaaah🤍🤍"
Those filthy sounds didn't make her angry. They made her body burn. And then Dohee understood. Oppa hadn't raped their mother. Mom was a lewd little female just like her.
Squish!! Squish!! Squish!! Squish!! Squish!!
"Hah!!🤍 Hah!!🤍 Hah!!🤍 Hah!!🤍"
The moment the truth hit her, Dohee couldn't hold back. She tore her clothes off. Naked, she faced the wall toward Oppa's room and started masturbating—far more violently than before. One hand plunged deep into her pussy while the other pinched and worked her clit.
"Hnnngh!!🤍 Ghnnn!!🤍"
She was already soaked; her fingers slid in with no resistance at all. Pinching her clit hurt, but it didn't really hurt—it felt good. The thought that she was a hopeless masochist who got off even on pain only excited her more. Drool spilled from her lips as she kept going.
— Mmmmmmmmmmmmmph!!!🤍🤍🤍
From the other side of the wall, Mom's moan swelled louder than before. Dohee felt it the instant Mom came—and she came too, right where she sat, pussy juice gushing as her hips jerked and bucked. It felt as if Oppa's cum had flooded her own cunt. A dumb, slack ahegao took over her face on its own. For more than three full minutes she rode the aftershocks, staring down at the mess she had made.
"Ah."
When she pulled her fingers free, a little cum that hadn't quite finished dripping out of her earlier spilled down onto the puddle of her own juices. Dohee stared at it for a moment—then slowly lowered her upper body.
Her breasts smeared through the mess on the floor and she didn't care. As if entranced, she stuck out her tongue and licked the semen off the floor.
"Hnnnnngh!🤍🤍"
Just licking cum was enough to make her body lightly climax all over again. After that, Dohee pulled herself together, cleaned up, took a shower like nothing had happened, and spent the rest of the day as usual.
She ran into Oppa and Mom in the middle of it and still acted completely normal. And when midnight drew close, she finally steeled her heart and headed for Oppa's room.
"Nngh… Don't tell me…?"
I had been waiting for Dohee's photo. Against every expectation, it never came, and the situation was getting pretty fucking bad. It was already 11:50. A little longer and the deadline would pass—and my arrangement with Dohee would be over for good.
"Did I push too hard? No… Dohee has to be…"
I wondered if I had rushed things—but it was already too late for regret. If Dohee still wasn't fully corrupted and refused to send the picture, even my relationship with Mom would be at risk. Honestly, I was sweating it.
I considered just going over there right now, pinning her down, and fucking her until she was completely broken—but that would probably backfire. So I sat on the bed, tense as hell, phone clenched in my hand. 11:55. I was seriously about to go force the issue when Dohee showed up at my door.
"Huh? What's going on?"
I answered a little tightly at the sight of her. I didn't let it show on my face, but my chest was hammering—terrified she had come to tell me she was cutting things off for good.
Dohee looked at me for a moment. Then she untied the straps of the dress she was wearing.
A soft rustle—
"!!"
Naked Dohee flushed a little, as if embarrassed—but she didn't cover herself at all. She stood at attention. Ordinary nakedness wouldn't have shocked me. The way she looked right now was a declaration of what was in her heart.
Her inverted nipples were already stiff and standing, advertising how aroused she was. Pussy juice was running down her thighs. And the most stunning detail of all: across her tanned skin, written in white, was the word SOW. Dohee with that word scrawled over her own chest looked exactly like Mom had the first time I trained her.
She didn't need to say a word. I already knew what she wanted.
But I pretended not to. Making her show it with her body and then say it out loud—that was how you broke Dohee completely.
"So? Why are you here? You never sent the picture."
She flinched.
Her current state was answer enough, but she caught that I was making her say it. Instead of getting angry, Dohee only looked more turned on. A filthy little smile touched her lips as she squatted down, spread her legs wide, and laced both hands behind her head—the exact same pose as the photo of Mom I had shown her before. My cock surged fully hard at the sight.
"Oppa… please take my picture.🤍"