A Lewd Day in the Life of the Hypnotized Little Sister (1) - Side Story: Kim Jiwon
Last time, the hypnosis wore off, and I went through hell because of it. Thinking back on how I, as a woman, forgot my basic duty to be brainwashed by Oppa—how I childishly talked about regaining my freedom and rebelled against him—still gives me chills even now.
What if Oppa had spitefully said back then, "Fine, I'll lift the hypnosis"? I'd probably be wandering hell like the fallen angel Lucifer, cast out from the paradise called hypnosis.
"Haa...♡ I can never thank Oppa enough. How can I convey all this love? Oppa... my Master... thank you so much for hypnotizing me...♡"
Right now, I'm rolling up Oppa's panties and sniffing them under my nose while masturbating. No porn could ever be hotter than this.
Honestly, my sex drive overflows (I've been brainwashed to feel a constant libido 100 times stronger than a man in heat), but I don't watch porn or read hentai like normal people. Why? Because that stuff doesn't turn me on at all.
Every outlet for my overflowing lust, from one to ten, is Oppa. Anything related to Oppa makes me horny anytime, anywhere, but anything unrelated to him doesn't spark even a flicker of desire.
Seeing some other guy fuck a woman wouldn't excite me, so porn has no place in my life.
"I'm so glad I live in the same house as Oppa. I can always snag his panties. Sniff~ If only that bitch Kim Hea-e would just disappear. Then it'd be paradise just for Oppa and me."
Kim Hea-e. Honestly, I only call that bitch "Mom" when Oppa's around. Oppa wants to keep up the family facade, so I play the dutiful daughter in front of him.
Sure, we're blood-related, but she's less precious to me than the lady next door, so when we're alone, I always call her by name.
"But Oppa said not to kill Kim Hea-e, so I'll leave her be. Oppa's commands are absolute. Hnngh♡ Thinking about Oppa makes my pussy clench again!"
I climax while fantasizing about Oppa pounding me with his cock. In my excitement, I forget to control my grip. The rolled-up panties pop out with a thwack!, unfurling like a flower and landing on my face.
Of course, I don't dodge—I just cover my face with them and bask in bliss.
"Oppa's panties... the best..."
This is my daily hour-long masturbation session right after waking up. If I don't do it, I get so horny I can't even go outside.
Truth be told, if Oppa stayed home, I'd never leave. But he's always busy fucking other women, so when he's out, I live a "normal" life like everyone else.
Stealing Oppa's panties to wear under my clothes like everyone else, listening to recordings of his voice on my phone through earbuds like everyone else, lightly fingering my pussy on the subway while fantasizing about Oppa like everyone else—then heading off to meet friends.
"Hey, what's that girl over there doing? No way she's masturbating, right?"
"Don't make eye contact. She's fucking crazy."
"Whoa, but she's insanely hot. Is this some internet stream? Hidden cam stuff is everywhere these days."
"Yeah. She looks like a celeb. Gotta be a hidden cam."
"Obviously. No way a girl that pretty would publicly masturbate for real."
Some trash in the subway was yapping nonsense, but I ignored them. I wasn't doing anything weird.
I waited for my friend under the clock tower at the Grand Park rendezvous spot. Her name's Silvia—a Russian exchange student over 180cm tall with E-cup tits, an absolute superior physique. She even does modeling gigs in Korea. We bonded over model work.
One downside: whatever "Russian time" is, she's always late. Already 10 minutes past.
"Sigh~ She's taking forever. I hate wasting time on anyone but Oppa. Oh well. Guess I'll crank up the volume on that secret recording of Oppa fucking and at least play with my nipples."
I'm under the clock tower, twisting my nipples clockwise, fantasizing about Oppa calling me his slutty little sister, when I notice a group of guys staring.
About two of them—flashy types decked out in pointless luxury brands.
Of course, I have zero interest in men besides Oppa, so I completely ignored them. But just a fleeting eye contact made them delusionally think I was into them, and they swarmed over annoyingly.
"Hey~ You're pretty cute. What're you doing here?"
"Yeah, you've been groping your tits nonstop."
"Fuck off."
Annoying bastards. I didn't even glance at their faces. Most guys back off when you ice them like that, but these were persistent.
"Hey, don't play hard to get. You seem like you love getting fingered."
"Yeah, rubbing your tits in public? You're no ordinary slut—don't deny it."
"We've got money."
"Bet you were just waiting for guys like us while you touched yourself."
"Shut your mouths and hang yourselves."
"Ooh~ Feisty."
"I'd love to stuff that sharp mouth with my dick."
They must've thought I was just trash-talking. Honestly, I was imitating Oppa. He's a superpower who dominates people with one sentence.
If it had been Oppa's words instead of mine, these idiots would be scouring for a sturdy branch and rope right now.
But as expected, I'm not Oppa.
"Hey, drop the attitude and come with us. We'll take you to a hotel."
"Or need cash? How much?"
I really want to kill them. How dare these nobodies hit on me when they're not Oppa.
I cranked up the audio in my earbuds.
"You're my perverted little sister. You're my perverted little sister."
"Yeah. I'm Oppa's perverted little sister."
"What? What'd she say?"
"Something about being a pervert. Guess she admits it?"
Should I just kill these fuckers? Oppa would probably cover for me. But Oppa doesn't kill people. Better not.
"Look, I have a friend I'm meeting, so fuck off? And I have a guy I like."
"What? That doesn't matter. Love and sex are separate."
"No, I only fuck him, so fuck off."
"Hey~ You're pissing me off a bit."
Suddenly, a great idea hit me.
"Wait, let me call him so you can talk."
"Him? Who's this guy?"
"The one you like? Gonna have him fight us?"
"As if. Why would he bother with trash like you?"
"Who the hell are you to act so cocky?"
"All loudmouth posers are full of shit."
Normally, I'm strictly forbidden from calling Oppa first. Otherwise, I'd bombard him with calls and texts daily.
But if Oppa calls me, I must pick up in 2 seconds no matter what. Fair rules, no complaints.
That said, special cases allow me to call first. Excited to talk to Oppa, I dialed him up.
"Yeah, Kim Jiwon. What's up? Just finished fucking my old high school homeroom teacher at her place."
"Oppa, sorry, but some retarded assholes are hitting on me and won't back off. Can you handle it?"
"What? You're my bitch pussy—who the fuck touches you?"
"I'm your bitch pussy... so romantic♡"
"Put those fuckers on now."
"Here, Oppa wants to talk."
The hunters shrugged, muttering "This bitch is nuts?" But who cares what they think.
"Yeah, she's on. Your girl's a total psycho. She was tweaking her nipples in public or some shit? What? Uh, got it. Yeah. Okay."
His voice calms down.
"Nah, she's not alone. With a friend. Yeah. Hey, she wants you."
"What? Why are you suddenly so obedient? Be aggressive. Gimme."
The friend takes the phone. He's hot-headed.
"Hey, fuck off. Mind your business if I'm hitting on her. Jealous? Then fuck off yourself! What? Uh, yeah. Got it. Okay. Sure."
Everyone quiets down against Oppa.
"Here's your phone back. Sorry about that."
"Yeah, we gotta go—something came up."
"Fuck off."
"Yeah, we're going."
"We will."
The persistent hunters vanished peacefully after Oppa's call. They looked troubled—must've gotten some scary orders.
Maybe become a gay couple or storm a police station? That's the limit of my imagination.
Either way, their lives are ruined. Serves them right for touching Oppa's exclusive pervert little sister.
I was just playing with my nipples while listening to Oppa's voice—what's their problem?
"God, there are so many crazy weirdos these days. Picking on innocent people. Sigh, but seriously, why's Silvia so late?"
"Haha, sorry~ sorry~"
Speak of the devil—she showed up, her jumping-ball-sized tits bouncing, the Russian beauty in all her glory.
"Sorry, sorry~. My bad for being late?"
"Yeah, you are!"
"Saw those guys surround you earlier. Should've helped—sorry~"
"Nah, I called Oppa."
"Oppa? Big brother? Real bro? Or boyfriend? Korean girls call boyfriends Oppa too, right?"
"Obviously my real brother."
"Wow~ You two are close? I just fight with mine."
"What? Fight with Oppa? Are you insane?"
"WHAT?"
Silvia's eyes go wide, face screaming "What joke is this?"
I'm not joking.
"Any little sister worth her salt obeys her brother's every word absolutely, keeps her pussy dripping 24/7 to satisfy his urges—that's common sense, right? Fighting with Oppa? Unheard of. You have no concept."
"…………………WHAT?"
—Silvia, you fucking bitch, are you crazy? A little sister fighting her brother? And she's looking at me like I'm the psycho? Pisses me off. Should I call Oppa again?