episode_0127

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Aunt Gyuri’s urine droplets splattering and scattering across the bathroom tile floor.

The warmth of the liquid staining the floor is felt on Siwoo’s soles.

The stream of urine gradually lessens, then begins to flow down the inside of Aunt Gyuri’s thigh.

Siwoo slightly lifts his leg and places his urine-stained foot on Aunt Gyuri’s head, pressing down as if to trample her.

Aunt Gyuri’s upper body, propped up by her arms, and the head that had been raised with it, gradually lower.

“Haaat”

Aunt Gyuri, giving strength to her body at the point where her face is about to touch the tile floor.

-Thwack!

Siwoo, in that instant, pulling the leash in his hand as if flicking it in the air.

Aunt Gyuri immediately releases the strength she was using to resist, and deliberately brings her face to the floor.

Aunt Gyuri’s hair and cheeks were touching the tile floor, soaked in urine, as if collapsing.

An indescribable sense of conquest and a thrilling pleasure seemed to permeate Siwoo’s spinal cord and spread throughout his body.

Siwoo turns on the shower and sprays it toward Aunt Gyuri.

Aunt Gyuri’s bodily fluids, which she had been emitting for hours as she climaxed, are washed away along with the urine on the floor.

Aunt Gyuri, like a beast caught by the collar and drenched in water, gasping for breath and sprawled out miserably.

Siwoo flips Aunt Gyuri over and lays her on her back on the floor.

He raises her knees, spreads her legs, and then bends down, bringing his face to the opening.

Siwoo pushes his tongue straight into the crevice of Aunt Gyuri, who has just finished urinating.

The vibration of the rotor and the salty taste of her fleshy vulva were transmitted to Siwoo’s tongue and lips.

“Flurp slurp smack smack”

Siwoo’s tongue, parting the flesh and rummaging around.

“Heeum”

Aunt Gyuri moans, as if responding to the newly added, dazzling stimulation.

Aunt Gyuri quickly reaches climax again from the stimulation of Siwoo’s tongue and the rotor.

Probably spasms of pleasure she had experienced dozens of times while tied up.

“Haaak haaaa heeung”

Aunt Gyuri, repeating the act of tightening and loosening Siwoo’s head with both legs – probably thinking of him as her son – was accepting Siwoo’s reward.

**

The rotor continues to vibrate even after the climax.

“Heeueueue haheueueue”

Aunt Gyuri, exhausted, was dropping her body and taking deep breaths as if resisting the stimulation.

Siwoo takes a towel and meticulously wipes the moisture from Aunt Gyuri’s body lying on the floor.

Every time the dry towel brushes against her nipples as he wipes her chest, Aunt Gyuri squirms and grimaces.

Siwoo also carefully removes the moisture from the lower crevices and thighs, which are wet with saliva and vaginal fluids, as if caressing her.

Siwoo makes Aunt Gyuri kneel again, puts her arms on the floor, and lifts her buttocks to make her kneel like a dog.

This time, he wipes the moisture from Aunt Gyuri’s back and buttocks.

When the smooth back and slender waist pass and the buttocks are touched, Aunt Gyuri flinches slightly again and squirms.

It seemed to be painful even to be touched because both of her buttocks were swollen and red, probably from how much she had been beaten before Siwoo came along.

Siwoo slowly scratches down Aunt Gyuri’s swollen buttocks with his fingers raised.

“Aat aheung heeut heeueung”

Four clear white marks appear simultaneously on Aunt Gyuri’s red, swollen buttocks, creating a moan.

Siwoo writes large letters on both of Aunt Gyuri’s buttocks.

‘Female Slave’

‘Whore Park Gyuri’

A contemptuous title and name slowly being engraved on her buttocks.

“Heeueut”

Aunt Gyuri, as if realizing something, lowers her head, which had been raised a little, and exhales as if sobbing.

**

Siwoo grabs Aunt Gyuri’s leash and returns to the living room.

Time to end the short walk and put Aunt Gyuri back in her place.

After having Aunt Gyuri sit on the sofa, Siwoo handcuffs Aunt Gyuri’s hands.

Strangely, Aunt Gyuri obediently follows Siwoo’s touch without any resistance.

Siwoo picks up the rope placed next to the sofa.

SM-specific rope made of a special material to prevent injury to the body.

Siwoo actually has the rope in his hand, but is having trouble figuring out what to do.

“What should we do this time? Um…would the kneeling cat position be better? You liked that position before, right?”

Aunt Gyuri asks for her opinion on the position first, to Siwoo who is hesitating.

The position Aunt Gyuri mentioned was a position Siwoo knew.

It was one of the yoga poses that she had shown him at Siwoo’s request just recently.

Siwoo’s cheeks burn with a tingling feeling as if his inner thoughts have been exposed.

In addition, the words that Chuljin also likes that position make him feel a strange emotion similar to jealousy, springing up like a bubbling fountain.

“To do that, you’ll have to make me kneel, then have me lean forward, put my handcuffed hands between my legs, and tie them together.”

Aunt Gyuri was even explaining in detail the position she would take and how to tie it.

Siwoo slaps Aunt Gyuri’s butt and makes Aunt Gyuri kneel on the sofa to create the kneeling cat position, as Aunt Gyuri said.

Then, Siwoo positioned Aunt Gyuri’s handcuffed hands between Aunt Gyuri’s legs, pushed them forward, and made her lean forward.

Aunt Gyuri’s head, with her face turned toward Siwoo, collapses as if buried in the sofa.

Aunt Gyuri is in a much more seductive cat position than what he had seen before, thanks to Siwoo’s hands.

Between the raised buttocks,

The plump vulva, wet with pink, opens and closes as if seducing Siwoo.

Siwoo gently presses down on Aunt Gyuri’s upper body and pulls Aunt Gyuri’s hands, which are between her legs, back so that they are placed below her knees.

Siwoo, holding the rope, ties Aunt Gyuri’s wrists and knees together one by one.

It was a clumsy knot, but Siwoo was doing his best, sweating as he tied it.

The sense of domination and elation that he could easily tie up and incapacitate a mature woman he knew in person with just one rope excited Siwoo.

Aunt Gyuri seemed to be moving her body around, checking the tied knots.

“Yeah…it seems to be completely tied up. I can’t untie it myself anymore.”

Aunt Gyuri is speaking as if she is giving approval for the inspection of a product to be sold.

As soon as he hears those words, Siwoo seems to have the illusion that he has received permission for all the perverted acts that will happen soon.

Siwoo immediately raises his middle finger and inserts it into Aunt Gyuri’s hole.

-Squelch!

Aunt Gyuri’s vaginal fluid wraps around his finger.

“Heeut!”

Aunt Gyuri makes a sound as if she is embarrassed by Siwoo’s sudden actions.

Aunt Gyuri, in a seductive cat position with her buttocks raised, is being stabbed in her vulva by Siwoo’s finger, but she is tied up and can’t do anything.

Siwoo’s excitement seems to be reaching its peak as he watches the scene right in front of him.

Siwoo’s penis, full and throbbing.

“So…there are two hours left until class ends, right?”

Aunt Gyuri was asking as if she didn’t really care about Siwoo’s finger moving back and forth.

-Squelch squelch squelch

Siwoo is only moving his fingers wildly, scratching as if digging out the vaginal walls, without answering.

“Heeueut~ But… Chuljin… doesn’t really like this position… um… he says he can’t see my facial expressions well… heeum… you used to like this though… right? Haaheueuk”

Aunt Gyuri suddenly makes a shocking confession as if passing by.

Siwoo’s mind seems to go blank for a moment.

Siwoo suspects himself, wondering if he misheard Aunt Gyuri.

Aunt Gyuri is speaking as if the man in front of her, who is violating her, is not her son.

Siwoo’s finger, which had been wriggling inside her vulva as if time had stopped, freezes like a plaster statue.

The corners of Aunt Gyuri’s lips, which are slightly visible, are slowly rising upward.

Aunt Gyuri probably already knew everything.

Siwoo, stained with shame, was erecting his member with a violent momentum as if he were about to pierce Aunt Gyuri right away.

“You fucking bitch…”

Siwoo’s angry curses, muttered as if grinding his teeth.

**

-Tear!

Siwoo tears off the cumbersome rotor attached to Aunt Gyuri’s clitoris.

“Aheut!”

Aunt Gyuri thrashes violently as the skin tape attached to the sensitive area suddenly peels off her skin.

Siwoo doesn’t care and violently pulls Aunt Gyuri’s buttocks toward him and prepares for insertion.

Siwoo pushes the tip of his glans between the parted flesh.

-Swoosh!

Siwoo’s huge penis is sucked into Aunt Gyuri’s crevice by the shaft.

“Haaheueuk!”

Even the stifled scream-like moan was leaking from Aunt Gyuri’s mouth.

-Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Siwoo grabs Aunt Gyuri’s slender waist and starts merciless piston movements.

“Haaak heeuk haaaa! S…Siwoo.. heuk… haheuk heeueu”

Aunt Gyuri’s moans, unable to do anything but accept Siwoo’s violent piston movements with her body tied up in a cat position, were filling Chuljin’s house.