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    “Gyu-ri, you were the one who left the slave contract in the briefcase, right? You intentionally wanted Cheol-jin to find it and see it?!”

    Si-woo was relentlessly pressing Gyu-ri Auntie via text.

    Gyu-ri Auntie, with her face buried down, was lying prone and glancing sideways at the texts, nodding.

    Si-woo now very slowly began to move his hips back and forth as he typed a text.

    “Did you expect Cheol-jin to brag to me about it? Did you know it would get out from the start, and that’s why you did it?”

    Si-woo was now sending texts to Gyu-ri Auntie, specifically confirming the situations he had been inferring in his head.

    “Hnnng…mmm”

    Gyu-ri Auntie made moaning sounds, responding to Si-woo’s movements.

    “Why? Were you trying to advertise that you’re a whore slave to lure young kids that way? Did you want to get taken like that by guys way younger than you?”

    Si-woo kept moving his hips, deliberately writing texts with one hand to denigrate Gyu-ri Auntie.

    Si-woo’s thing was causing friction with the vaginal wall wrinkles inside Gyu-ri Auntie’s pussy, gradually increasing speed and pressure.

    “Haaaeugh!”

    Even before showing any real movement, Gyu-ri Auntie reacted to Si-woo’s scornful, abusive words.

    As if she had already climaxed, Gyu-ri Auntie shook violently, shaking her head from side to side.

    Si-woo grabbed Gyu-ri Auntie’s waist and pushed his penis back into the deep part of Gyu-ri Auntie’s pussy, as if pressing down.

    -Squeesh!

    The sound of Si-woo’s penis sliding into Gyu-ri Auntie’s pussy was heard faintly, like an echo in a cave.

    “Haaahht!”

    Gyu-ri Auntie belatedly let out a moan at Si-woo’s sudden movement, and her head tilted back.

    Gyu-ri Auntie, who was climaxing, trembled as if rigid, enduring the pressure of the penis filling her vagina.

    -Slap!

    “Haaht!”

    “You need to relax~! If you keep moving like that because it hurts, I can’t give you a proper massage. You need to tell me right away if anything is uncomfortable, okay?”

    Si-woo said, slapping Gyu-ri Auntie’s butt firmly.

    As if scolding Gyu-ri Auntie for reaching climax with just this much abuse and stroking…

    And as if inducing a secret conversation between the two that would be hidden beneath a nonexistent, fabricated theatrical stage…

    Si-woo remained in that fixed position for a while, then slowly pulled his waist back, releasing the pressure he had been giving inside the pussy.

    Gyu-ri Auntie dropped her head down, hesitated for a moment, and then laboriously picked up her smartphone and began to write a text.

    ‘Only to Si-woo. Because you, Si-woo, need to know.’

    Gyu-ri Auntie’s message appeared in Si-woo’s smartphone chat window.

    Gyu-ri Auntie’s text seemed to confess that she had started everything with Si-woo as the target.

    At Gyu-ri Auntie’s reply, many thoughts flashed through Si-woo’s head in an instant.

    A subtle tremor ran through the body of Gyu-ri Auntie, who had sent the text.

    “That you’re a whore? That you’re a slave? Why did I need to know?”

    Si-woo moved his hips calmly back and forth as he texted Gyu-ri Auntie.

    “Because I promised!”

    Gyu-ri Auntie’s simple answer came back.

    “With who? What promise?!”

    Si-woo’s hip movements began to quicken, as if slightly agitated by the word “promise.”

    Gyu-ri Auntie picked up her smartphone and carefully repeated the process of writing and erasing.

    Her breathing was becoming labored, as if she was out of her mind, and Gyu-ri Auntie’s text was getting longer and longer.

    -Slap!

    Si-woo slapped Gyu-ri Auntie’s butt with the palm of his hand, urging her to answer as the text got longer.

    “Hnnngeuu~euht Hnngeuuht”

    Gyu-ri Auntie was exhaling as if in lamentation.

    Gyu-ri Auntie’s pitiful breathing was filled with longing and impatience for sexual love.

    Gyu-ri Auntie’s pussy, enveloping Si-woo’s penis, constricted several times as if sobbing.

    -Slap!

    -Slap!

    -Slap!

    Si-woo looked down at Gyu-ri Auntie, who was writing a text with his thing inserted, and spanked her at regular intervals.

    “Haaht!”

    “Haaaht!”

    “Hheuheuk!!”

    Gyu-ri Auntie was repeatedly erasing the text written on the screen, as if she was having trouble explaining something.

    After burying her head for a long time, Gyu-ri Auntie finally seemed to make a decision, and a text was sent.

    “You won’t get mad at me, will you?”

    Gyu-ri Auntie asked cautiously, as if worried about Si-woo’s reaction.

    -Slap!!

    “Hheuht!”

    -Slap!!

    “Haaht!”

    -Slap!!

    “Haeueuuht!”

    Si-woo’s spanking continued at regular intervals.

    Si-woo replaced the answer to Gyu-ri Auntie’s text with cold, firm spanking.

    -As if to show that he would not give in to any of Gyu-ri Auntie’s whining or coaxing-

    -And as if to express his will to maintain a fair attitude and posture as the master of Gyu-ri Auntie, no matter what happened, and to make a pledge-

    “Hwooeeoo~”

    In the midst of all this, Gyu-ri Auntie took a deep breath once and then searched for something on her smartphone.

    And then the text notification sound was heard on Si-woo’s smartphone.

    **

    Several photos had been sent to Si-woo’s smartphone.

    The first photo was of pregnant women licking each other’s bodies.

    The pregnant women were naked and entangled, licking each other’s breasts, genitals, and sensitive areas all over their bodies.

    Each of the women in the photo had a leash around their necks.

    On top of that, they were all wearing white veil veils without exception.

    It was as if slaves were gathered together and mating.

    But everyone had familiar faces that they had seen somewhere…

    The people in the photos looked much younger than they do now, but Si-woo was familiar with each and every one of those faces.

    First of all, Mom and Gyu-ri Auntie can be seen.

    Gyu-ri Auntie was licking Mom’s genitals between her spread legs.

    Both of them were pregnant.

    Mom’s belly was bulging a little more.

    It seemed to be a photo from when she was pregnant with Si-woo.

    If so, the one in Gyu-ri Auntie’s belly was probably Cheol-jin.

    And the neighbors who live nearby and the mothers of school friends.

    There were a few people mixed in who were almost recognizable, but most of them were definitely people that Si-woo encountered or knew often.

    Also, the background was familiar.

    It was right in Si-woo’s house, in the living room.

    The second photo was of the mothers wearing veils and exchanging wedding rings.

    Each of them was kneeling with a leash held by someone, exchanging each other’s wedding rings as if performing a solemn ceremony.

    Mom and Gyu-ri Auntie were facing each other, and next to them, the mothers were lined up, kneeling, and performing the same ceremony.

    It was like a homosexual wedding between slaves.

    The next photo was of Mom and Gyu-ri Auntie kissing.

    The mothers lined up next to them also perform the same ceremony.

    The next photos were of the slaves engaging in group sex.

    Men dressed in suits were just watching, holding the leashes.

    Si-woo’s mind went blank for a moment.

    Power filled Si-woo’s penis, and Gyu-ri Auntie’s pussy was being stretched from the inside.

    “Haeueuaht!”

    Gyu-ri Auntie moaned, feeling the pressure.

    An uncontrollable sadistic desire surged in Si-woo.

    Si-woo was trembling, barely suppressing that sadistic desire.

    The flesh inside Gyu-ri Auntie’s pussy was trembling, as if soothing Si-woo’s thing.

    -Slap!!

    First, Si-woo hit Gyu-ri Auntie’s butt to calm himself down.

    -Slap!!

    -Slap!!

    -Slap!!

    “Haeueeuht!”

    After slapping her several times, Si-woo seemed to feel a little calmer when he saw Gyu-ri Auntie, who was letting out a long moan as if suffering from pain.

    “What is this?”

    Si-woo calmed himself down and wrote a text to Gyu-ri Auntie and sent it.

    “When your mom was pregnant with you.”

    Gyu-ri Auntie answered Si-woo’s question.

    “You and our mom got married? You fucking bitches even exchanged rings?! You did this when I was pregnant?”

    Si-woo cursed as if trying to ease the complex emotions that were surging up.

    Gyu-ri Auntie quickly shook her head.

    -Slap!!

    “Hheut!”

    Si-woo hit Gyu-ri Auntie’s butt hard because he didn’t like Gyu-ri Auntie’s answer, which she gave with a nod instead of a text.

    “Answer me properly! Then what is it? Is our mom a slave bitch after all?”

    Si-woo’s next text.

    “Not anymore!”

    Gyu-ri Auntie replied urgently.

    “Was it something you could quit in the middle? If that’s the case, then why are you doing it?”

    “Originally, you can’t quit! How can you quit after saying you’d do it first? After even getting me pregnant…”

    “Our mom isn’t anymore, right? You fucking bitch!”

    -Slap!

    Si-woo felt insulted and flared up at Gyu-ri Auntie’s words, which didn’t make sense.

    “Your dad passed away last year. So…”

    Gyu-ri Auntie trembled, afraid of getting her butt beat more, and continued to text.

    Si-woo seemed to understand the situation a little better now that Gyu-ri Auntie said that his dad had passed away last year.

    Dad and Mom were definitely in a master-slave relationship, as Si-woo had expected.

    Does the master-slave relationship end when one partner dies?

    “What is this wedding? Isn’t it just like a play? Mom’s not a slave anymore, right? Then whatever it is, it doesn’t matter, right? Why were you trying to show me your slave contract?”

    Si-woo poured out questions out of anxiety.

    Si-woo was worried that this slave wedding might be a ceremony to exchange each other’s slaves.

    “The wedding is real!”

    Gyu-ri Auntie’s text seemed to prick Si-woo’s heart uncomfortably.

    “What?”

    Si-woo’s heart was beating fast, and he started sweating.

    Could it be that the ominous things he had been imagining were actually happening?

    The next text was sent immediately.

    A new image file.

    Si-woo touched the screen to open the file.

    A photo of a white A4-sized piece of paper was taken.

    At the very top of the document, the words “Marriage Pledge” were written.

    In the wife’s name section, the name “Slave Park Gyu-ri” and Gyu-ri Auntie’s signature…

    After that, Gyu-ri Auntie’s date of birth and address were written.

    In the husband’s name section, the name “Yoo Si-woo” and Mom Na Seon-mi’s signature were entered.

    The date of birth was left blank.

    And the witness signature section was eye-catching.

    It included the names and signatures of Auntie Seon-ju and several acquaintances.

    In the reporting agency section, the address of a company called (Ju)EST was written.

    Si-woo was shocked to confirm the unexpected and appalling content, and his mind went dizzy for a moment.

    At the same time, Si-woo’s thing swelled up as if it was about to explode inside Gyu-ri Auntie’s body.

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