Chapter 29: Kang Seojin & Hyun Iseo (2) [R-18]

“Fucking gorgeous.”

The brutish man caressed Iseo’s white breasts, savoring her reaction.

“Nngh…”

“Hey, you bitch, take that thing out of her mouth.”

One of the other conscripts, who had been grinning foolishly at the sight of the two women’s contrasting, arousing appearances, smirked.

The sock that had been stuffed in Seojin’s mouth was pulled out. The damp, dirty thing rolled across the floor.

“—Pah!”

As Seojin spat repeatedly, trying to rid her mouth of the foreign object’s lingering filth, the man stood before her.

“Alright, my dear Iseo. If you do this well with me, I’ll untie her completely.”

A clanking sound echoed, and as Iseo obediently drew near, what they had to do became obvious. The man had Iseo sit beside him and thrust his enormous cock at them.

“You have to lead her well, understand?”

Iseo glanced at Seojin and hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded. The sight of Seojin bound and blindfolded was just too pitiful.

“What the fuck are you talking about? Get lost. Don’t you dare use my body as a bargaining chip!”

The moment the sock was out of her mouth, Seojin spat out the words, gagging on her saliva-soaked tongue. Her eyes were still covered by the man’s underwear, but her voice was as sharp as ever.

The man, however, seemed to enjoy her reaction.

“Tsk, tsk. Your mouth is still feisty. Guess we’ll have to use that mouth first, then?”

He grabbed Seojin’s chin, his voice laced with scorn. Her head was forced upward. The shadow of the cock he held out fell across her jaw. The scent of flesh drew closer, and Seojin’s breathing grew ragged.

“Now, Iseo. You’re going to help, right?”

At the man’s call, Iseo blinked and looked at Seojin. Seojin’s defiant cry made her feel conflicted, but then she saw her, bound and struggling, saliva clinging to the corner of her lips, a bead of sweat trickling down over her chest.

Strangely, the sight of it all made Iseo’s breath catch in her throat.

“…Seojin, I’m sorry.”

With those words, Iseo knelt down beside the man. Her hand gently wrapped around his cock. Already thrust before Seojin, it twitched at the touch of Iseo’s warmth.

“Your tongue first, Iseo,” the man whispered.

Obeying his words, Iseo dutifully stuck out her tongue and, with Seojin between them, began to lick the massive cock from the base up. Her tongue circled wetly, focusing on the area beneath the head.

“Nngh… Haah…”

A gentle kiss, a soft caress, and every so often, a jab from the tip of her tongue.

The man held his breath, savoring the sensation.

“Haaah… yes, like that… A good bitch like this has a mouth that’s a whole other kind of pussy.”

“…Fuck.”

Seojin ground her teeth. But despite Iseo’s diligent service, the thing before her began to push against her lips. Annoyed by Seojin’s curse, the man cupped her cheek, squeezing it to force her mouth open.

“Now, open up. Then I’ll untie you.”

It wasn’t a threat, nor was it persuasion. It was stated calmly, as if it were a matter of course.

And then—

“…Seojin, I’ll do my best. So please, just let him hold it against you… okay?”

Iseo spoke gently to her, knowing she must be terrified, unable to see. Then, she prepared to take the massive cock, now angled toward Seojin, back into her mouth.

“…Hyun Iseo, you—”

Before Seojin could scream, the sound of Iseo’s lips swallowing the cock to its base filled the air.

With a wet, sucking noise, her head began to move up and down. The man gasped, clutching Iseo’s hair.

“Whoa… seriously, seeing both of you at once, fuck… this is art,” one of the other men watching from the side breathed in admiration.

“Iseo, this time, put it in that bitch’s mouth too. You hold it and suck it together.”

At his words, Iseo’s hand hesitated before cautiously guiding the cock toward Seojin. Bound hands, covered eyes. All of Seojin’s senses were focused on her lips.

“If you don’t, you might stay tied up like this all day. Are you okay with that?”

The question was directed at both Iseo and Seojin. Seojin sucked in a breath. She didn’t want to submit to these pathetic lowlifes. But her actions now would affect Iseo, too.

“…I’ll kill you. Later.”

With those words, her lips parted. The moment the mouths of two women enveloped a single cock, a wet sound filled the room.

Two pairs of lips, two tongues. And a single desire.

“Ooh, so scary. But can you even turn back into a man?”

At the sight, the other conscripts could no longer hold back and began to pull down their pants.

“Kkh… Haa, fuck…”

The man’s jaw clenched. His hardened cock was licked and sucked between the two women’s lips, the tip passed from one tongue to the other.

It was as if they were fighting with their tongues over the cock—no, their movements truly seemed to be vying for position.

“Aahng… Nngh…”

In the midst of it all, Iseo was getting lost in the act. She squeezed her thighs together, taking him in deeper, her tongue naturally moving to lick his testicles as her hands joined in.

“Hah, fuck… This bitch is a natural.”

As the man grabbed Iseo’s head and began to move his hips, Seojin felt the sensation deep in her mouth. She pulled her tongue away and whispered.

“Don’t move. I hate watching you pretend you’re in control.”

For a second, the man’s eyes flashed, but a smile spread across his face.

“Hey, look at her expression. Seems she still has no intention of being freed, huh?”

But Seojin twisted her head and took the glans back into her mouth, sucking hard on the underside. After licking the sensitive ridge below the head with the tip of her tongue, Iseo covered her from above, and they matched their rhythm.

“Heuk… Fuck, wait, that’s too…”

The man’s hips suddenly bucked. The perfectly coordinated assault of two mouths and Iseo’s hand made the tip of his cock tremble, as if it were about to burst.

“Suddenly, these bitches…!”

Seojin twisted her tongue and swallowed him all the way to the back of her throat. The sensation sent a spasm through the man’s thighs, and in that brief moment, Iseo ducked her head down again.

“Nngh… So fucking good—!”

Schlorp—

The man’s hips jolted as he thrust all the way in. Hot semen erupted into both women’s mouths, overflowing and running down their chins. The taste was salty and foul, yet it spread slowly down their throats.

“Hah… Hah…”

The man staggered backward. His thighs were trembling from the double blowjob, and his hands hovered in the air, unable to get a proper grip on either woman’s head.

“Hyun Iseo.”

Seojin’s voice was low.

“Spit it all out.”

Iseo blinked, then shook her head with a soft “Nn-nngh.” She closed her mouth and swallowed. In that instant, the men’s eyes lit up.

“Whoa… Wow, so fucking hot…”

“Insane. We should have filmed this…”

Amid the surrounding gasps of awe, Seojin lifted her head, not even bothering to wipe her lips.

“Alright, you promised. Untie me now. All of it.”

“……”

The man didn’t answer. He was just gasping for breath, his face slack with the remnants of pleasure.

“If you don’t untie me right now, I’ll rip your premature dick off. If I offer myself to them, you think these bastards here won’t be able to take you down?”

Seojin’s words were quiet but sharp. They held a venom that was as good as a declaration.

A moment later—

The man gave a silent gesture, and another conscript came over to untie Seojin’s hands and feet.

Once the ropes were off, Seojin silently massaged her wrists. Iseo cautiously approached her and whispered.

“Seojin, are you okay?”

Seojin didn’t turn her head. She just let out a breath, as if she’d just had a drink of water, before finally turning her gaze to Iseo.

“You’re really…”

She knew Iseo had been trying to help. But… Seojin, who had gone to great lengths to protect her from the start, had tried not to think of her this way. But Iseo was just pathetic.

Iseo had forced Seojin to confront the one image she had tried so hard to avoid.

Unable to finish her sentence, Seojin stood up. She brushed past her.

The dried semen on her lips, the traces of pleasure left on a woman’s body between her legs. Carrying it all, Seojin lay down on her own bed and tried desperately not to think about them.

“…Seojin…”

Iseo watched her retreating back and swallowed a small breath. She had clearly been trying to do the right thing. To help. It wasn’t as if she had intentionally done something Seojin would hate.

But despite it all, her very existence had become something unpleasant to Seojin.

‘…Why does she hate me?’

The more Iseo tried to ignore the feeling that a deep part of her chest was being torn apart, the deeper her sorrow grew. The men around her looked on with pity.

“Ah, that bitch’s temper. It’s okay, Iseo.”

The man who knelt beside her and looked up at her had a face as soft and affectionate as a longtime lover’s.

“If it weren’t for that face of hers… tch.”

“You mean her tits?”

“Hey, why are you bringing our Iseo down~~”

Some of them deliberately put Seojin down to get on Iseo’s good side. They mimicked affectionate gestures, their grimy hands reaching for her. But even as a hand landed on her thigh, Iseo remained perfectly still.

Iseo turned her eyes from Seojin to them and smiled softly.

Right, I should do what I can do now. Be loved.

“…Yeah. Thank you.”

A man’s hand, now between her legs, stroked her thigh. Another man wrapped an arm around her back.

“Hey, we’ll do whatever you want, Iseo.”

“Yeah, what can we do for you? Just say the word.”

They were just words. Their cocks were already hard and twitching, a fact Iseo could see with her own eyes as she curled her lips into a smile.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll do well. It’s just… since it’s my first day… please, just be a little gentle with me.”

“Hah…”

One man let out a breath of admiration at the delicate woman’s reply and took her hand, guiding it toward the bulge in his pants.

“Then this… will Iseo take care of it for me?”

She smiled faintly, opened her palm, and stroked him there.

“Yes. Of course.”

Another man caressed the back of his own neck and whispered.

“Hyun Iseo is a goddess.”

“Yeah. Unless Kang Seojin starts shaking her tits and begging for attention…”

At those words, Iseo’s eyes twitched almost imperceptibly. A breath ghosted across her cheek, a hand stroked her breast. Lost in a world of ceaseless sensation, she closed her eyes for a moment.

As the voices began to overlap, drawing closer and closer, the image of Seojin’s cold, retreating back began to blur within Iseo’s mind.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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