Stealing the Chaebol Family with Hypnosis (3)
Whether it was Na Byeongsik or Na Byeongsin, I was getting fed up with fucking while watching that bastard jerk off.
"Hey, Na Byeongsin. Go jerk off outside. You're an eyesore."
"Ugh... a-alright."
He trembled with rage but couldn't defy my command. Na Byeongsik staggered off.
"Phew~ Jeonghui, why's your son such a fucking loser?"
"I'm sorry, Master..."
"Isn't it a waste feeding a piece of shit like that?"
"Now that you mention it, yeah."
"Better to give his allowance to me than that moron, right?"
"Allowance to you, Master...? Yes! I'd love to give it to you."
"Okay. As a reward, I'll suck your tits."
"Yes."
I laid Seo Jeonghui on the floor and buried my face in her breasts. I inhaled deeply the scent from the world's lewdest cleavage, bit down on her left nipple, and teased the right one with my fingers.
"Mmm. Ungh."
"You like it?"
"Yes. My breasts are sensitive."
"Really? How'd you hold back during breastfeeding?"
"Ah, I left it all to the nanny, so I've never breastfed myself."
"No shit? Rich housewives are different. So these tits are all mine?"
"Yes."
Seo Jeonghui bit her finger with her canine tooth and averted her gaze. Was she embarrassed?
"Slurp."
"Eek!"
"Damn, they really are sensitive. Instant reaction."
"H-hey, that's my weak spot. I kept it secret even from my husband..."
"Right, you had a husband. Must be loaded to own a place like this."
"Yes..."
Her pink nipples stiffened.
"Love your husband?"
"Well, he's my husband."
"Don't love him anymore."
"Yes."
Seo Jeonghui's eyes suddenly turned cold. As I swallowed her nipple and licked it wildly with my tongue, her expression melted again.
"Love me instead."
"Yes."
"No. I'm your real husband. Who's Jeonghui's husband?"
"? Isn't it you, Master?"
"Call me 'honey' from now on."
"Yes, honey."
"Good. Then you'll have to serve your husband sexually, right?"
"Yes."
This time, I lay back and put Seo Jeonghui on top. The rich housewife, whose husband had just been swapped out, shook her hips wildly in frenzy.
"Haah! Haaah! Honey! I love honey! Aaah! Young man's cock! Aaah! Yes! This is it! This is what I wanted!"
"Your ex couldn't do this, huh?"
"He can barely get hard anymore! He's old and weak! Eek!"
I thrust up from below, and her back arched like a bow.
"Having such a young, sturdy husband makes me the luckiest woman alive!"
"You gotta obey what your husband says, right?"
"Yes! As your wife, I'll always listen to you."
"No backtalk?"
"Never!"
Seo Jeonghui closed her eyes halfway, savoring my cock, shaking her head side to side. Perfectly obedient. I liked it.
"Honey... I love you... honey..."
"Shaking your hips like a slut, Seo Jeonghui."
"B-but... your cock feels too good... ungh! Uwoooooh!"
Her body twisted wildly before she convulsed and collapsed forward. Our naked bodies pressed tight, close enough to share heartbeats. Her breasts squished flat like pancakes. Her ragged breaths washed over me.
"Haa... haa..."
"You cum?"
"Yes... I did... I came..."
A blissful smile, like she didn't know what to do with her happiness. I put on a cold voice on purpose.
"Who said you could cum?"
"Y-yes?"
Startled, she propped herself up. Worry filled her eyes.
"Always ask permission first."
"H-how could I..."
"Backtalking your husband? Divorce then."
"S-sorry! Not divorce, please! I can't live without you!"
"Then ask permission."
"I will! I'll ask... eek!"
I pinched her clit mid-apology. It was already swollen huge. The organ made purely for sexual pleasure throbbed lewdly.
"I-I'm gonna cum... already gonna cum. P-please, permission!"
"No. Hold it."
"How?! Holding back something like this..."
"Cum without permission, and it's divorce."
"No divorce... eek!"
Seo Jeonghui stared at the ceiling to avoid my face. But she couldn't escape the pleasure from my fingers.
"Sad thoughts... sad thoughts..."
"I love you, Jeonghui."
"Urgh! Saying something so happy makes sad thoughts impossible!"
She raged like an asura countess, crying and laughing. In the end, she gave up and clung desperately.
"Please, honey! Grant this naughty wife her climax!"
"Hmm~ What to do..."
"Please... your perverted wife who cums so quick from loving you too much... grant this insolent orgasm! I'll do anything you say, husband! Pleeease!"
"Mm. Good. Permission granted."
"Uwoooooh! My good husband, I love you so much! I love youuuu!"
The perfect obedient wife was complete—one who never defied her husband. Right as Seo Jeonghui collapsed, tears, snot, and pussy juice streaming, babbling "I love you, honey," her real husband walked in.
"I'm ho— what the...?"
"What the hell is this... what the fuck!! Honey!! What are you doing right now! What the hell is going on!!"
A balding middle-aged man. So this was the owner.
"Oh, hi. I'm Kim Hoyoung."
"You fucking bastard! Daring to touch a major corp chairman's wife?! I'll send you to hell!"
The chairman dialed someone. What a pain.
"Turn off your phone."
"What? Suddenly I feel like I should turn it off."
"Duh. Corp chairman or dog shit, cross me and you're done. I'll spare your company, specially. Just transfer this house to me."
"Ah, got it."
The chairman's face softened.
"And I'm taking your wife."
"What?"
"Not marrying her for real, so no divorce. Too much hassle. I'll just play house with Seo Jeonghui till I get bored and dump her."
"Ah... sure. Simple, good."
"You're rich, buy another house."
"Reasonable."
"Now get out."
"Got it."
The nameless chairman headed for the door, then turned back as if remembering something.
"But... what about Yuna?"
"Yuna? Who's that."
"My daughter. She's your wife’s daughter too."
Oh right, Byeongsik mentioned a sister.
"Ah... pretty?"
"Takes after her mom, a beauty. Lots of marriage proposals."
"Hm... personality?"
"Upright, hates injustice, good kid. Smart too, planning to hand her the company."
"Okay. I'll fuck Yuna too, so forget her."
"Who?"
The daughter vanished from the chairman's mind. Now useless, he left the house forever.
For reference, as he left, he ran into his son mid-outdoor wank.
"D-Dad! Dad!"
"Oh, Byeongsik."
"Dad, did you see inside? Some psycho's raping Mom! Call the cops! Ugh! Fuck, my hand won't stop."
"No need to worry. He's just fucking his wife. Not my business. Not my house anymore."
"? What bullshit, Dad! Dad! Help me first!"
"When will you get your shit together? Public indecency now... I can't watch anymore. My only son's like this... who to leave the company to. Maybe marry him off..."
"Dad?! Dad?! Daaaad!!!"
Disgusted by his pathetic son, the chairman turned away and never saw him again.
Abandoned by his parents—the breakwater shielding him from life's storms—Na Byeongsik's fate teetered like a candle in the wind.
Fuck... Sis, just come back, Sis.
One thread of hope remained: his sister, Na Yuna.
Unlike him, she was a whole different breed. Way smarter, no gaps, elite of elites with connections everywhere.
Sis will fix this, save Mom and me.
Yuna adored her parents. She got along great with her loser brother too—his fuckups only made her the better heir, no reason to hate him.
That was Na Byeongsik's last mental lifeline: sis would fix everything.
Evening came, and a stunning career woman returned from a grueling day. Na Yuna spotted her brother jerking off in the front yard and nearly fainted.
"Kyaa! Byeongsik! What are you doing here! What if someone sees?!"
"Sniff... S-Sis. My hand won't stop."
"What? Did you do drugs?"
"No, it's..."
Na Byeongsik recounted the insane day's events as factually as he could.
"Hm... heard Dad was house-hunting today... that why?"
"S-Sis, you believe me? Sniff..."
"Of course. Why would my Byeongsik lie?"
"Sniff!"
Tears poured. Sis was the one.
Yuna patted his back, stood with fury and caution mixed on her face.
"Sis'll handle it. Don't worry."
"Sis... that guy's weird. Bat by the door, smash his head."
"Yeah. Don't worry. You think I'm ordinary?"
No way. Super-elite heir. Na Byeongsik watched her enter, smirking vilely.
"Heh heh. That fucker. You're dead. I'll make you rot in jail forever. Think chaebols are dick-shaped?"
But not even 3 minutes later, Na Yuna burst out and bashed his head with the bat.
"You rotten bastard!"
"Aaaah!! S-Sis, why?!"
Na Byeongsik had never been hit. Not even by parents! He gaped up, uncomprehending.
Her face flushed with excitement, hearts in her eyes.
"Daring to defy Father?! You crazy?"
"F-Father? What're you saying, Sis?"
"The Kim Hoyoung Father I respect and love most! I'm his incest-loving pervert daughter born for him!"
"... ? S-Sis...?"
Kim Hoyoung's lazy voice echoed from inside.
"Yuna~ ignore that trash and come suck my dick~"
"Ah! Yes, Father♡ Coming right now!"
Pussy juice dripping down her thighs, Na Yuna sprinted inside. Na Byeongsik watched her blowjob from the yard, still jerking.