Namjoon Women’s University 140

Chapter 140 – Winter Vacation 2

“Is there a schedule for plastic surgery? When is it?”

Soyeon, who returned home around evening, took off her top and exposed her bare breasts at four different hospitals, received consultations, and was exhausted from all the attention, so she collapsed on the bed as soon as she came in. The phone rang at that time. It’s all good.

“Uh… I was thinking about doing it next week, but you said to clear your schedule for Christmas and the end of the year. So I moved it to early January.”

“Yes, good job. Then, when do you want to come down? Don’t you have to spend a few days with Mom and Dad?”

“So… Um… Should I go early next week? Monday or Tuesday… Since next weekend is Christmas…”

“I’ll send you a plane ticket for next Tuesday morning. You can take it.”

“Hey… You can just take the KTX.”

“My mom says you really have to take her on a plane. She barely managed to stop me from asking her to go to Seoul and pick you up. So, please don’t ignore my mom’s favor.”

“I understand… Make sure to tell your mom that I’m grateful…”

Soyeon, who had been living in a brothel on the weekends for the entire second semester, came home for the first time since summer vacation.

At dinner, I filled her father’s soju glass and took care of washing the dishes after the meal. However, her mother cleaned up with Soyeon by wiping the dishes she put on her drying rack with a dishcloth, and afterward, the mother and daughter sat across from each other at the table and talked about various things while drinking coffee.

“How much discipline did Mom get from Dad?”

“Even when she was at mom’s school… Was she disciplined by the boys?”

“Did she go to volunteer work as a mom too? Where? What did she do there?”

Mom did not avoid these difficult questions and answered them seriously.

A life of service by meeting a man, giving him affection, falling in love, and getting married. Soyeon also needed to know what that life was like.

Soyeon, who was disciplined at home and school like this, used a mixture of formal and informal language with both her father and mother when she was a freshman, but now she always uses formal language with her father and speaks informally with her mother.

Although it was spoken informally, the atmosphere was friendly, with a female-specific sense of friendliness rather than contempt or disregard. Like close sisters.

Soyeon, who received about 10,000 men during her first year at school, was relieved to hear that her mother was similar. Moreover, it was a great help to Soyeon to hear that school life would become more comfortable starting in the second year.

After briefly talking with her mother, Soyeon makes up her mind and goes to the small room where her father is.

Knock…

“Dad~~~~ I’m here.”

“Yeah, did you have a good talk with mom?”

“Yes… But Dad… I have something to ask for permission for.”

Even though she is inside the house, she continues speaking discreetly with a polite belly button posture.

“From next Tuesday until the end of the year… I’ll be going to my friend Da-hye’s house. Will you give me permission?”

“Where is it?”

“It’s like this in Busan… Dahye’s mom said she’d send me a plane ticket…”

“It’s not enough to go and be indebted to him, he even paid for the plane ticket. He seems like a good person… Then you too.”

“Yes… I’ll prepare a gift… And then…”

“Huh? What else?”

“I… I’m sorry… I didn’t come by your house even once during the second semester…”

The father, who was deeply saddened, was moved when he heard his daughter’s apology.

He’s all grown up… He’s all grown up…

“That’s okay. Of course, I missed you, but…”

“Um… Dad. They say women need discipline… I think so too.”

“That’s right.”

“I’m doing what I couldn’t do when I came home… I want to go to Busan and have my dad discipline me, so I don’t do anything wrong at Da-hye’s house.”

My daughter asks me to hit her. Oh, my!

The mother, listening to this conversation between father and daughter outside her door, sighed slightly.

Discipline is something that enriches life, but at the cost of suffering. I felt sorry for my daughter who was in pain.

Ha…

Dad looked at Soyeon, took a short breath, and then seemed to have made up his mind.

“Hey, bring that falcon… Let’s hit a few.”

“Yes, Dad.”

Soyeon’s voice trembles with fear.

No matter how much a father is, discipline is discipline. A beating on the buttocks will definitely hurt, and the body that remembers that will react first.

Soyeon held up the stick that was hanging on her wall, with which she had hit her mother’s butt, and raised it to her father with both hands, taking off the one-piece dress she was wearing as her everyday clothes.

A red bra and panties set worn by Soyeon in her underwear. It’s feminine.

“Did you go to the plastic surgery clinic today wearing that and get a consultation?”

“Yes, Dad… I think it needs to be a little flashy.”

“The doctors… Must have been a little surprised…”

“He said it was pretty… Hehe…”

Soyeon’s father stops her as she puts her hands behind her back and tries to unhook her bra.

“That’s enough.”

Instead of taking off her bra, Soyeon pulled down her panties and exposed her pussy hair in front of her father. Her slender legs were straightened out.

“Now, turn around here.”

Hold Soyeon’s arm and position her.

“You know how to get beaten, right? Do that.”

“Yes, Dad.”

That posture I’ve tried so much that I’m sick of it. Instead of bending her knees, Soyeon lowered her upper body and grabbed her ankles, widening her legs wide apart and exposing her buttocks and pussy to her father’s eyes.

“How many hits do you want?”

“Ten… That’s right.”

Whisk~~ slap…

Soyeon, who was hit, suddenly loosens her posture and kneels in front of her father.

“Dad… I’m sorry.”

“No… Why…”

“I can’t take this as a hit… I’m sorry.”

“… You… Are asking me to does it right?”

“I’m sorry for burdening you… But… If you do this… Discipline…”

‘This guy… Is this asking you to treat him properly as a woman?’

“Okay, okay… I’m sorry dad… I underestimated you too much.”

“Now… Again! Soyeon, hold your posture! Straight up!!”

Dad’s words were full of dignity. The voice of a male dominating a female. Thick and strong.

“Yes. Four!!”

Soyeon’s legs were shaking as she took the same corporal punishment stance as before.

‘It’s real now… It’s going to hurt…’

Hwiik~~~ Sigh~~~

“Ahh!!! One… Thank you, Dad!!”

Whirring~~ Sigh~~~

“Aaaaah!! Two… Thank you, Dad!!”

My butt is shaking, but the pussy between my crotches is getting wetter.

Soyeon, who did not place her hand on her buttocks despite receiving five fairly strong beatings, had sweat beading on her forehead.

Five red horizontal lines gradually rising up the spasming white buttocks.

Dad gently stroked Soyeon’s butt.

‘Ah… I think I’ll live…’

“These five generations are just like you said… They are punishment for not coming home even once during the semester.”

“For the next five generations… Go to a friend’s house… Don’t relax and have fun… But be sure to follow manners.”

“Yes… Thank you, Dad.”

Dad, who was stroking her ass, puts his hand between her crotch and touches her pussy.

“Ugh…”

“Are you going to start moaning just because your pussy is touched?”

“Ah… Dad… Ahhhhh…”

Dad rubs my erect clit.

“Ugh… My mom and my daughter… How come the bitches in my house… This is their specialty. This is their specialty.”

Soyeon’s fuck juice overflowed to the entrance of her pussy. After confirming this, the father inserts his finger into Soyeon’s vagina.

A warm woman’s, inside her own daughter’s vagina.

Crunch… Crunch…

“Ah… Ah… Ah…”

“Go to Busan, listen carefully to what the men there say… Don’t go around getting beaten up for no reason… If you have to take your panties down, use birth control…”

“Yes… I will, Dad… Keep in mind… Ahhh…”

“You’re so damn good… You two bitches.”

‘The curses my dad says… I’m scared… This is how my mom was disciplined…’

Creak… Creak… Creak… Creak…

“This, this… Look at the sound of their pussies. They cum while being hit because they resemble their mothers… These two bitches.”

“Ah… I’m sorry, Dad. I’m sorry for getting your hands dirty…”

I try to apologize in a trembling voice.

Although it is a self-inflicted discipline, being beaten is something that the body remembers. Apologies that are spewed out without even thinking about them are the result of an instinct to somehow reduce pain.

After pulling his finger out of Soyeon’s vagina, Soyeon wiped the cum from his hand on the inside of her thigh and then lifted the cane.

A few light taps on the butt…

Whoosh~~~ Sigh~~~

“Ahh!!! Ye… Six… Thank you dad… Hehe…”

It hurts so much that I cry. I wish my dad would touch my butt again.

Whoosh~~~ Sigh~~~

“Ouch!! Seven… Seven… Thank you dad…”

…

Soyeon, who had received all of her teenage spankings, followed her father’s instructions and got out of the position where she was being spanked and knelt down in front of her father.

Soyeon keeps massaging her buttocks. Y-zone’s black pussy hair is pretty.

“Did it hurt?”

“Yes… Dad… A lot…”

Tears forming in Soyeon’s eyes. He wipes his tears with the tissue his father gives him and blows out his runny nose.

“After the corporal punishment, there’s a next turn… But I can’t do it because it’s not yours. Let’s stop here for today. You did a good job getting spanked. Remember what Dad said.”

“Yes, Dad. Thank you for disciplining me. I will keep your words in mind.”

“Get up. Get dressed and go to your room.”

“Yes.”

‘I was disciplined by my father with that rod. Mom… That’s how she felt…’

After putting the panties between my legs and turning the dress skirt inside out, I secretly look at my dad’s thoughts.

“Dad…”

My dad’s mood wasn’t that scary, so I tried to act like a kid. He opens his eyes cutely and puts his body into his father’s arms.

“This guy…”

The father sat down in his chair and hugged his daughter, who was sitting on his thigh.

After her wife disciplined her, she would always be held in this position. The only differences are that Soyeon did not suck her father’s cock and was not naked, and that her father did not massage her breasts.

The feminine scent coming from my daughter’s body stimulated my instincts.

Soyeon came out of her father’s arms, put her hands together, bowed politely, and entered the room.

“Hmm… Hmm…”

The father quietly takes her mother and disappears into the living room.

So-yeon notices her strange behavior and sneaks out of her room and puts her ear to her inner door.

“… Yes? Now? There’s Soyeon?”

“He… Has been disciplined now. He will go to his room and be disciplined.”

“…”

“Ah… Honey… There… There…”

“You… Why are you wet?”

“Ah… Ahhh… I don’t know… Baby… Ah…”

“Did you get wet after seeing the baby get hit?”

“Ah… Ah, yes… I guess I remembered the old days… Ah, huh…”

Slurp… Slump… Bang… Bang…

The sound of dad’s lower abdomen hitting mom’s pubic bone, or rather, her buttocks.

The sound of her dad’s cock going in and out of her mom’s pussy.

“Ah… Ah… Ah… Honey… Honey…”

Mom’s moans lowered in volume

‘You two are still good.’

“Quiet… Stay like this… Soyeon will hear.”

“Ah… He… Made it like this… Ah…”

Slump… Slump…

“Soyeon… Ah… You can listen… With your mom… And your dad… Sex…”

Ugh!!!!!

Soyeon was surprised. Does mom know that I’m secretly listening?

It seems like her mom caught her, but she didn’t stop secretly listening to her mom and dad’s dirty tricks like she did when she was in middle school.