Stealing the Chaebol Family with Hypnosis (5)
Men have one physiological ailment. It's that their cocks get erect every morning upon waking. Even without any sexual excitement, dealing with that rock-hard morning wood day after day was nothing short of a hassle. So, I delegated the task of handling my morning erections to Na Yuna.
"Today, too, I shall perform the sacred duty of stroking Father's magnificent cock♡"
"I'll just lie here, so you handle it yourself~"
"Understood, Father."
This girl who called me Father wasn't my actual daughter, of course. Our age difference wasn't even that big. I'd simply brainwashed her via hypnosis to believe I was her dad. On top of that, she was a total pervert who lusted after her father. Thanks to that, Na Yuna's hands brimmed with affection and devotion as she touched my cock.
"Father's vigorous morning cock stands tall today as well, majestic like the Tower of Babel. Truly grand... the ultimate symbol of male superiority."
"And? Turned on?"
"Yes. Your perverted daughter is getting aroused just from stroking Father's cock. Could you please grace this lowly daughter's pussy with your splendid, esteemed cock? I'll even pay if needed."
"Hmm~ I've got so many women around, I don't really feel like sticking it in you. Shut up and just jerk it off."
"Ahh... Understood. Father is so popular, after all. A worthless girl like me wouldn't get a turn. Still, I'll serve you with all my heart and soul, unwavering in my devotion."
Honestly, though, Na Yuna's specs were pretty high. Setting aside her status as a chaebol heiress and all that financial baggage, she had a model-worthy figure and striking features—a bona fide beauty. Well, considering she'd inherited Seo Jeonghui's genes, it was only natural she'd be gorgeous. Seeing chaebols marry beauties and pass down both looks and wealth in this endless cycle of genetic inequality left a bitter taste sometimes... but that had nothing to do with me. Chaebol or beauty, didn't matter—they were all beneath me anyway.
"Hey, Na Yuna. If you're that desperate for sex, why not do it with him?"
"...Pardon?"
I spotted Na Byeongsik peeking through the door crack just then. For some reason, whenever I was fucking Yuna or Jeonghui, the guy always showed up to spy.
"Looks like your little bro's using the sight of you jerking me off as his fap material? Heh."
"Eww? That's disgusting! Eek! To be used as fantasy fodder by that loser—humiliating!"
"Isn't that a bit harsh? He's still your brother."
"Father, you're such a tease~ So mean! There's no way that tiny-dicked freak is my brother. I'm the daughter of Father's superior cock, after all!"
"Haha. I don't recall ever knocking you up, though."
Na Yuna shot a gaze full of contempt at her brother—no, former brother—then suddenly switched to a fawning, obsequious expression, her voice dripping with coquettish allure.
"Father~ Why don't you show that tiny-dick loser the greatness of your cock? Let me prove to him once and for all that I'm Father's daughter-onahole♡"
"Kukuku. In the end, you just want sex."
"But~ I'm a perverted daughter who feels more than just fatherly love for you. Incest turns me on so much♡"
"Can't be helped, then. I'll give you a special pounding."
"Yes! Even that tiny-dick has his uses?"
I unleashed the semen I'd been saving all night deep into Na Yuna's pussy. For fun, I smacked her ass cheeks now and then ("Every slap reminds me I'm Father's property—our master-slave bond etched anew!"), fucking without a shred of consideration for her. That's when Na Byeongsik started jerking off while watching us. I was mildly surprised, but Yuna gagged in revulsion.
"Urk! What the hell is that? Father~ That tiny-dick loser's started fapping."
"Yeah. Guess watching us fuck got him hard."
"Ugh!! A worthless loser with a sex drive? So arrogant! Doesn't he need some education, Father?"
"...Education, huh."
From that day on, a new rule took hold in the mansion: Na Byeongsik's "no-fap" and "no-cum" ironclad commandments. Seo Jeonghui and Na Yuna both championed it enthusiastically, reducing him to an even more pathetic state.
"Guh...! Fuck!! Why the hell do I have to wear this shit?!"
"Fuck?"
Na Byeongsik, stripped to just his chastity cage—no pants or underwear—vented his rage with his usual foul mouth. His misfortune? The Seo Jeonghui who'd once overlooked his temper now zeroed in on that word.
"Fuck? Fuck?"
"Agh!! Aaagh!!"
Seo Jeonghui yanked the chain linked to his chastity device, and Na Byeongsik howled in agony. Testicles are often compared to the heart for good reason—they're a deadly weak spot. Squeezing them is as dangerous as crushing a heart, but Jeonghui tugged without a hint of guilt.
"Stop!! Stop it, fuck!"
"What fuck?"
"P-please stop, Mom..."
Physically, Na Byeongsik—the adult male—should've overpowered her. He'd bullied his mom with violence plenty of times before, leveraging his strength. But the chastity cage flipped that dynamic; now even in raw force, he was beneath his own mother.
"You'll wear that chastity cage 24/7 from now on. Master approved it too, so your opinion doesn't matter."
"Mom... Mom, how am I supposed to live like this?"
"? Talking back?"
"It's not talking back..."
"It is talking back!"
Thwack! Seo Jeonghui kneed the chastity cage right into his shin. Na Byeongsik reeled from mind-numbing pain.
"Urgh..."
He crumpled to the floor. But this was just the beginning of his hell.
Day and night, Na Byeongsik had to witness his bombshell mom and sister in sloppy, ecstatic fucks with me. More vivid than any porn, laced with the taboo thrill of losing his family—it drove otherworldly pleasure through him. Being a healthy guy, it naturally led to erections and the urge to cum. But every time, Seo Jeonghui and Na Yuna took turns kicking his balls while chiding, "No cumming, remember? Why break the rules?"
One day, as Na Byeongsik wailed, "Please let me cum! My dick's gonna explode!", I figured pity permitted a solo wank once, just to shut him up.
"Hya! Hya!"
"Gaaaaah!!"
There was Seo Jeonghui, cheerfully pulverizing her son's balls. Naked save for an apron, she'd rushed from cooking to punish him.
"Ah, Master♡ Sorry for the noise. I was already disciplining him."
"Nah, no need..."
"Hya! Hya! Hya!"
"Gaaah! It huuuurts!!!"
Far from remorse, she looked like she was having the time of her life. The refined lady of the house—who'd once doted on her son—now tormented him like a gleeful bully. Eerie, really. Humans have that innate urge to abuse the weak, after all. Anyone, even killing ants for no reason as kids.
"Hya! Hya!"
"Fuuuuck! Please stooop~~!!"
"Oh! Cursing again! Be~a~good~boy~!"
Crack—something definitely shattered.
"...Did his balls just burst?"
Na Byeongsik foamed at the mouth and passed out. God, the pain must be unimaginable.
"Hey, you okay with this? It's his only pair—your son's balls are smashed. Who's gonna carry on the line?"
"Master, come on~ This 'thing' isn't my real son anymore, right? My true son is the baby you knocked me up with~"
Seo Jeonghui, freshly confirmed pregnant, proudly patted her belly. Since then, her love for me had intensified, while her cruelty toward Na Byeongsik ramped up—like erasing her past mistakes. Or maybe payback for all the times he'd belittled and manhandled her.
"A loser like this doesn't need balls anyway, right? Haha! Isn't that so, Master?"
"...Living as a eunuch, huh. Poor bastard."
"Exactly. Eunuchs are pitiful~"
Suddenly, Seo Jeonghui lifted her foot and stomped his downed balls again. Crushing them like eggs with meticulous care. Another "crack—" echoed.
"Now he'll live ball-less~♡ Did I do good, Master?"
"Hey, hey. Isn't that too cruel?"
"Pardon?"
Seo Jeonghui looked genuinely aggrieved as she protested.
"Who's cruel? This trash tiny-dick loser who has filthy wet dreams after just a month of no-cum? Master, are you blaming me? What did I do wrong?!"
"......"
"This is so unfair! It's all this loser's fault! I wanted to bear Master's child first, but he dirtied my body! I hate him! Hate! HATE!"
"S-stop stomping, Jeonghui. You'll kill him."
I wasn't about to play the good guy now. But no murder—that was my personal rule.
"Master's too kind for his own good! You're practically an angel, you know?"
"Don't kill him. He's still your son."
"Huh? I'm only the mom to the son in my belly—Master's son. Not to a tiny-dick loser like this!"
"Anyway, no killing."
"Hmm... True. Better to use even a loser like this."
Seo Jeonghui approached her unconscious son and began lecturing him in a ladylike, gentle tone. Though the words were anything but ladylike—pure whore talk.
"Listen up... you pathetic loser? Now I'm not your mom anymore. I'm Master's child's mom. Sorry, but could you leave 'our' house? I want your old room for the baby♡ Oh! But you do have a job now. From here on, work as an ATM—earn childcare money for Master and Mommy's kid. Seven days a week, no holidays! Got it?"
Licking her upper lip sensually, recalling how I'd ravished her, she looked every bit the seasoned prostitute.
"Still...♡ Thanks to you arrogantly picking a fight with Master, I got brainwashed by him—so I'm grateful for that! If you'd been a good, polite boy, I'd still be your mom! Thanks to you being trash, I got to meet the baby in my womb... So thanks, trash♡ Bye now. I'm a total stranger to you, so call me 'Auntie Jeonghui' from now on? Call me Mom again, and you're dead."