[Incest] Intimate Family Building 706 (Seyoung) (Siwoo

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Then, she releases her arms from around Shi-woo’s neck and gently strokes his hair.

“Now I… am held captive by Shi-woo oppa like this… haa… unable to hide or run away anywhere else~ So, calm down a bit… ha, one by one… I’ll tell you everything… hoo…”

Se-young struggles to catch her breath, speaking softly to Shi-woo as if confiding her innermost thoughts.

Shi-woo, with a subtle pressure, pushes his penis deeper into Se-young’s body, looking down at her from above.

After a moment, Shi-woo slowly eases the pressure he had been suppressing, as if releasing a breath to Se-young.

“Haaaaaa… hooooo… haaaaa…”

Se-young takes a deep breath in and out, trying to release the tension and pent-up emotions within her.

As her racing heart and feverishness gradually subside, Se-young begins to speak to Shi-woo in a low voice.

“It’s true that Soo-ah and I… haaa… transferred the inheritance rights to oppa… but if I could have, I probably… would have done it all myself.”

“I would have definitely chosen one of you, either Shi-woo oppa or Mom, and gotten them pregnant… hawoo… Be, because I like Shi-woo oppa just as much as Mom~ Heehee!”

Se-young says to Shi-woo with a playful, yet bitter smile.

Feeling somewhat ashamed and embarrassed by her own confession, which seemed mixed with a joke, Se-young bites her lip awkwardly and avoids Shi-woo’s gaze, staring into the air.

“What?”

Shi-woo, unable to grasp the context of Se-young’s words, wears a bewildered expression, seemingly taken aback.

“I’m talking about what Dad was going to do to Se-jin noona… that… if it were me, I would have definitely done it to Shi-woo oppa or Mom~”

Se-young, as if filled with renewed conviction, now looks directly into Shi-woo’s eyes as she speaks…

Shi-woo, still appearing not to understand Se-young’s words, wears a confused look and tries to sort out his tangled thoughts.

“When Mom tried to quit being a slave, using us as an excuse… Dad tried to use Se-jin noona as a sacrifice to pay the price for that…”

“You know what a sacrifice is now, right, Shi-woo oppa? It’s about making a family member or partner a communal slave, allowing them to have relationships with other participants…”

“And if they happen to get pregnant, finding the person who impregnated them and serving them as their new master…”

“It’s done when joining the gathering without inheritance, or when a slave bears the master’s sins, or as a feeling of receiving punishment…”

“But Dad never intended to make Se-jin noona a communal slave from the beginning, or to transfer her ownership to someone else…”

Se-young continues to look up at Shi-woo, slowly unraveling her own explanation.

“H, how? Was that even possible?”

Shi-woo is focused, his ears perked up as if not wanting to miss a single word from Se-young, not even the slightest tremor at the end of her sentences.

And Shi-woo’s gaze is fixed on Se-young without wavering…

A heavy tension hangs over Shi-woo’s shoulders and arms, and he feels his heartbeat quickening noticeably compared to before.

Unknowingly, he tenses his pelvis and penis against Se-young, pressing tightly against her soft skin and digging deeper.

Within that subtle pressure, an indescribable excitement and tremor flow between Shi-woo and Se-young’s bodies.

“Heeu… oppa… d, deeper…! Haaeeung…”

Se-young says to Shi-woo, wincing.

Shi-woo, startled, releases the pressure he had been applying to her waist and pelvis.

“Haaaaaa~”

As the heavy pressure on her groin is released, a suppressed moan bursts from Se-young’s throat like carbonation.

Following that, Se-young shivers and tries to catch her ragged breath.

Before she can fully catch her breath, Se-young begins to speak.

“Haaa… Shi-woo oppa… you probably already know this… but Dad impregnated Se-jin noona before he passed away…”

“If Dad hadn’t suddenly died in that accident, we would have been seeing newly born nieces and nephews every year.”

Se-young says to Shi-woo in a calm voice, suppressing her flushed breath.

“What?”

Shi-woo reacts by asking Se-young again, his eyes and expression still filled with bewilderment.

“Dad was planning to impregnate Se-jin noona every year, according to the timing…”

“Because while she’s pregnant, the ritual to find a new master would be postponed.”

Se-young continues to speak calmly, looking at Shi-woo with a flushed face.

Shi-woo’s mind seems to go blank for a moment after hearing Se-young’s words.

“I, is that possible? If you get pregnant, you can postpone the ritual!”

Shi-woo asks her, grabbing and shaking Se-young’s shoulders roughly, as if grasping at an unbelievable clue.

“Eung… according to what’s written in the documents… you’ll have a grace period if you’re pregnant… if you intentionally get pregnant, then during the fertile period… the whole time…”

Se-young continues to speak, accepting the heavy stimulation transmitted to her groin, even as her body shakes from stiffness and tremors.

“If you’ve read the documents you received from Se-jin noona, you should have a rough idea by now, right?”

“A sacrifice… to put it simply, is both an act of punishment and a device that fulfills someone’s desires.”

“Whether it’s the person offering or the person taking, their purposes, desires, and understanding align, allowing them to share pleasure… it’s like a set of rules for a play…”

“For some people, it could have been a special opportunity or means to realize and fulfill their deeply hidden desires, but it seems that wasn’t the case for Dad or Shi-woo oppa…”

She was speaking as if explaining the meaning hidden behind the gathering’s punishments and rituals.

Shi-woo forgets even how to react for a moment, mulling over Se-young’s explanation.

Shi-woo feels a sense of unease, yet also an inexplicable sense of empathy, seeping into his heart from Se-young’s words.

“So… the punishments and rules of the gathering written in the documents are actually settings written to forcibly realize such plays?”

“Like a fake drama or role-playing? D, do we really need to seriously follow such things now?! Why?!”

Shi-woo asks, his face filled with confusion, as if going back over each of Se-young’s words and questioning them.

“No one gets pregnant as a joke… and among the people who follow the rules and regulations within the gathering… there’s no one who thinks it’s all not real.”

“Like a slave contract or a marriage contract, it wouldn’t be a play that can be established in the first place if you don’t consider it real…”

“Besides, oppa also knows… the facilities… the company… the gathering… they actually exist, right? Even the people who manage them…”

Se-young continues to speak in a faintly trembling voice, as if giving herself a suggestion or hypnosis, with a faint smile.

“If everything is a play that’s no different from reality, then we just need to fit into that play as much as possible, without deviating from the rules…”

“Instead of having our precious family taken away by other people… if it’s a cruel and sadistic play where we directly choose one of them and have them live in a pregnant state for the rest of their lives, then the audience watching it will definitely be able to understand to some extent…”

Se-young was speaking, looking up at Shi-woo with eyes that seemed to be wandering in a dream.

Shi-woo looks down at Se-young, still wearing a face that seems not to understand.

“But even so, you can’t make someone do anything they don’t want to… no… you shouldn’t… because that’s the most important principle of the gathering…”

Se-young releases her hands from around Shi-woo’s neck and gently strokes Shi-woo’s cheeks.

“If you just think that the photos and documents that Shi-woo oppa checked are all made up, then at that moment, they’ll really just become meaningless scraps of paper…”

“The people I saw at the academy or cafe, the stories I heard, even the words I’m saying now… if you just think they’re all made up, they’ll only remain as meaningless stories…”

“If we perform the ritual in the way we’ve decided, and then deny or doubt the stories or rules we’ve created, then we’ll only be left with scars or traces created by forbidden relationships…”

“From now on, Shi-woo oppa choosing a sacrifice and participating in the gathering means that even those meanings are included…”

“Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Se-young speaks to Shi-woo in a voice mixed with a faint tremor.

She was explaining not only how to protect the family, but also the sincerity of the participants attending the gathering and the responsibilities and weight that come with it.

Shi-woo feels something heavy settling in his heart.

This is because the attitude and sincerity of the people accepting the gathering, through Se-young’s words, now seemed to be reaching and being engraved in Shi-woo as well.

Se-young puts her hands, which had been stroking Shi-woo’s cheeks, back around his neck.

Then, she gently pulls his arms, causing Shi-woo’s head to come down.

Se-young leans forward, bringing her mouth close to Shi-woo’s ear, and whispers something.