The Hypnotized Little Sister's Lewd Day (4)
Looking back, I should have noticed something was off right away. Mom, who was clearly under hypnosis, had gone out of her way to kindly see us off at the airport. That alone was suspicious. But I was gripped by the terror of not knowing when Kim Hoyoung might catch me, and the burden of protecting Sylvia had my head spinning. So, I carelessly stepped into what was essentially a prepared hunting ground—the airport.
"Sylvia, I'll be crashing with you in Russia for a bit."
"Yeah! Of course. I'll definitely repay you for saving me. We'll expose that bastard's true nature to the whole world and save everyone!"
"Yeah! We're free now!"
Ah, ah. Microphone test. This is an announcement for all women at the airport.
"Huh? Announcement?"
"Jiwon, don't Korean airports usually have this many women? I don't see a single guy."
All of you, please remove your lower garments and walk around with your pussies exposed.
"You hear the announcement, Sylvia?"
"Yeah, I'm taking mine off too."
It was only natural to take off your pants at the airport. Following the obvious instruction from the announcement, I stripped off my skirt and panties, tossing them to the floor. Looking around, from airport staff to passengers, everyone was doing the exact same thing. But that announcement voice... it sounded familiar...?
By the way, don't worry about who I am.
What, no need to worry? In an instant, the airport turned into a paradise of women strolling bottomless, their pubic hair on full display—but no one seemed embarrassed. Aside from exposing our pussies, we all acted completely normal.
"Sylvia, let's hurry and buy plane tickets."
"Okay!"
The ticket counter had a female staffer waiting, her panties off as expected. She had a hot dog in her mouth—not biting into it, just repeatedly sliding it in and out. And in the middle, she even let out a lewd "Mmm~♡" moan.
"Excuse me! We're here to buy tickets. What are you doing right now?"
"Pardon? Oh, I'm practicing fellatio."
Fel...latio...? What the hell is this nonsense? Something was seriously off.
"Sylvia, you think the airport's already been hit by Kim Hoyoung...?"
Don't suspect what the airport staff says or does~
"Huh? Why would Kim Hoyoung...?"
"No, I just wondered if he hypnotized the airport staff."
"Doesn't seem like it to me? Jiwon, aren't you being too suspicious?"
She had a point. Why was I doubting the airport staff? What was wrong with me?
"Jiwon, calm down. You'll give yourself a nervous breakdown."
"Ah, sorry. Suspecting the staff just because she's practicing fellatio... I must be overreacting. She could be doing it for her boyfriend."
"Oh, I don't have a boyfriend."
"Really? You're pretty, that's surprising."
"Actually, I did until just a bit ago, but some guy told me to break up, so I did."
"Oh?"
Some guy told her to break up? That was a bit... No, don't suspect anything.
"But if you broke up, who are you practicing fellatio for?"
"Dunno. Someone just told me to, so I'm doing it. It's not weird, right?"
True, nothing suspicious there.
"Anyway, the flight to Russia leaves in 5 minutes, so hurry and board. It's over there."
"Ah, thank you."
Five minutes—perfect timing.
"But Jiwon, don't you usually miss the flight if you arrive just 5 minutes before departure?"
"Who knows? No need to suspect."
"Right."
"More importantly, when did we even say we were going to Russia?"
"Hmm~ I don't think we mentioned it."
"Then how does she know we're going to Russia?"
"Dunno."
It felt a little odd, but no suspicion arose. Following a stewardess masturbating her nipples, we boarded the plane. All the passengers were women, with plenty of empty seats scattered around. They were all masturbating too—in VR headsets playing porn, fingering themselves while reading dirty magazines, making out with the woman next to them and fingering each other's pussies. Nothing noteworthy, though. We had our own priorities.
"Jiwon, come to think of it, we don't even know our seats."
"Yeah. Why didn't I think to ask?"
"Ah! Are you Ms. Jiwon and Ms. Sylvia?"
As we wandered seatless, a pretty stewardess appeared with a kind smile. A couple of curly pubic hairs clung to her mouth, and she let out a burp that didn't suit her cute face, like she'd just swallowed something.
"Burp~ I was ordered to guide you here when you arrived."
"Ordered? By who?"
"Dunno, just following orders."
Something, something was off. I couldn't pinpoint it, but a subtle unease crept in. Why? She hadn't done anything suspicious.
Don't suspect and just follow.
"Let's go, Jiwon. No need to suspect."
"Yeah."
I couldn't suspect someone over a vague feeling. Sylvia and I headed to business class, where there was only one passenger.
"Ooh~ You made it?"
Kim Hoyoung, the devil himself, greeted us nonchalantly in an onsen robe that clashed with the plane. His feet soaked in a tub of water, getting a foot massage from the stewardesses.
"What were you planning to do in Russia?"
He asked, draping his wet foot over a stewardess's head.
"Obviously, expose your crimes to the world, you fucking dog! You chased us all the way here, you demon!!"
"Kuhuk! Jiwon, what do we do now?!"
Kim Hoyoung used the stewardess's hair like a towel to dry his soles. The celebrity-level beauties didn't mind the treatment at all, accepting it as normal. Their perfectly styled updos were now a tangled mess, but they stayed composed. Hypnosis, no doubt.
"Sylvia... let's just fight."
"W-what?"
"No point running. Better to go down fighting."
"I... but I don't want to just sit here and take it either."
"Sylvia..."
"Jiwon..."
At least I wasn't alone. Before our final stand, we gazed at each other like comrades.
"Sylvia, if I seem hypnotized... kill me."
"Choosing pride over life? Got it. But you do the same for me."
Better death than losing myself to hypnosis. That resolve was real.
"Here I go! I'll kill you, Kim Hoyoooung!!"
"Behold Russian pride!!"
I charged at Kim Hoyoung. With my track team athleticism and Sylvia's superior white physique, he couldn't handle us both—
100%
"—Maaasterrrr♡ Your perverted little sister has come back to her senses♡"
"Ah! Jiwon, what are you doing?! Why grab me—!! What the hell is that?!"
"Bro, you sneaky bastard♡ Messing with my body and mind again? Getting off on my pointless resistance? Puhehe. Well, whatever—I'm your toy to the bone anyway!"
"W-wait! Kim Jiwon! When did you get hypnotized again?! Let go! Or I'll kill you like we agreed!"
"Shut up and watch this, you Russian red-hair sow."
"Ah."
Fixing hypnotized sows was the duty of us sex slaves. I pulled out my phone's Hypnosis App and cranked Sylvia's hypnosis intensity to max. It was like a mechanic replacing a flat tire—simple maintenance.
"Oh dear, oh dear. Thanks for the airport tour. You sows."
Our great master, my brother, approached, stepping over the stewardesses (who'd voluntarily prostrated themselves to form a path). That radiance. That presence. That dignity—it made my back bow automatically.
"Yes! Did your bone-deep perverted little sister sow put on a good show of meaningless resistance for you?!"
"S-sorry for the trouble, even though I'm just a Russian-born sow with nothing but my red bush."
"Shut up, Sylvia. Get up and stick out your ass."
"Yes, sir."
Sylvia obeyed, grabbing a seat and bending over. Bro slapped her massive ass—impossible for an Asian—and commanded.
"Secret love juices, activate, Sylvia."
"Ah, pussy juice? Understood."
The instant the order dropped, Sylvia went full ahegao, her pussy automatically drooling fluids.
"Need lube so my dick slides in nice."
Bro rammed into the Russian beauty's pussy. Sylvia meekly accepted, enjoying airplane sex.
"Ah, Kim Jiwon. You watch while masturbating."
"Got it."
The words barely left his mouth before I started fingering my pussy folds. Brainwashed to get horny for bro, his sex scenes were the ultimate jerk-off fuel for me.
"Sylvia, your sensitivity is now 100x higher."
"Yes."
The Russian woman's poker face shattered.
"Hahk♡ Haaang♡ What is this! Suddenly feels so goooood♡"
"You're Russian, right? Weren't you gonna show Russian pride?"
"Y-yes! I did say that."
"Naturalize to Korea and never go back to Russia."
"Ah, yes! I'll naturalize as Korean and never go back to Russia. Even though my family's there, whatever."
"Can't be assfucking you occasionally if Russia's too far."
"Ah, got it."
Sylvia started prepping for naturalization that day and became Korean for real a year later. Bro forgot all about her anyway. But that's fine—he's the world's sole ruler.
"Ahh, play with me more. Toy with me, mock me, manipulate me like a Barbie doll...♡"
That day's memory became prime masturbation material. Sometimes I rub my tits, imagining bro fucking Sylvia.