## Chapter 131 – Stealing a Mother From Her Daughter (MTR)
Hesitating to answer, I brought my hand back to Yujeong’s pussy, which was rebelling against me. Thinking I was going to hit her again, Yujeong clamped her knees together, closing her legs.
“Open up. I want to see your Ajumma pussy.”
“Hic… Don’t keep calling me Ajumma! It’s a pussy that no one but you has ever properly used!”
“You’re proud of that?”
“Hic….”
I whispered vulgar words into Yujeong’s ear as if they were a romantic confession.
“Pussy. Open up. Clit. Gonna. Hit.”
“No! You—! Don’t! Don’t hit me! Have you forgotten who I am? I’m the chairwoman of your school! Your girlfriend’s mother, your mother-in-law… I’m much older than you… How can you do this to me…?”
“Yeah, you’re right about everything. But so what? You’re just my personal fucktoy now. Look at you, drooling because you want to suck my dick.”
“…You bastard.”
Using my strength, I forcibly pried open Yujeong’s tightly closed legs like opening the flesh of a clam. And I stared intently at the pearl hidden beneath the tightly sealed clam tongue, Yujeong’s clit.
A shimmering pink.
I think this every time, but it’s such a pretty color for an Ajumma, it’s almost audacious.
My dick gets rock hard, to the point of aching.
“Hngh…”
The sight of Yujeong, hurt and sadly crying from my violent actions, only fueled my arousal.
Yujeong couldn’t even look me straight in the eye.
A woman who’s built to be a beaten wife is a school chairwoman? Ridiculous.
“Stay still in that position, just like that. Show me your clit.”
“……”
“Answer!”
*Snap!*
I flicked Yujeong’s clit again with my finger and said,
“…Yes.”
Leaving the now docile Yujeong behind, I went into the bathroom. I found some thin, black towels. I twisted them into a rope. They could be used as a substitute for rope.
I brought them back and tightly tied Yujeong’s arms and legs to the bed. I also made a simple blindfold out of a towel and covered Yujeong’s eyes with it.
Yujeong didn’t resist. She just acted like she wasn’t afraid of me at all, acting all confident.
This won’t do. It seems like I need a little more seasoning.
I took off Yujeong’s blindfold. As soon as I did, she shot a rebellious glare at me.
“If you’re going to hit me again, then go ahead and hit me. You bad bastard.”
*Snap!*
“Ahngh!”
“Quiet!”
I hit Yujeong again and finally finished tying her up completely. But after committing such an act, I put on a sad expression as if I were the victim and Yujeong was the perpetrator.
“You… Why?… Why are you doing this again? What are you planning this time?”
Correct. But I continued with my pathetic acting, putting on an expression that looked like I was about to cry, which even I thought was awkward.
“Is it me or Yujin?”
“What?”
“Is it me or Yujin!”
“What kind of childish question is that—”
*Snap!*
“Aht! St, stop hitting me! Why do you only hit me there!”
“Just answer.”
Yujeong bit her lower lip with her front teeth and glared at me with an angry expression. But it was funny because she was looking in the opposite direction from where I was standing, as if the towel wasn’t properly covering her eyes.
I briefly took off the towel that was being used as a blindfold. As soon as I did, Yujeong shouted at me.
“Of course, it’s my lovely daughter! Rather than a bad man like you who only does trashy things to me!”
What? A bad man who only does trashy things to me?
Why is the truth hurting my heart so much?
I’m going to pinch your clit to death, you bitch.
“Aghhhhh!”
Why is this Ajumma acting so tough when she’s just a pathetic pussy that leaks a little bit of pussy juice when her clit is pinched? If I stuck my dick in her and asked, she wouldn’t be able to do anything but say, “You! It’s youuuu!” and that she likes my hideous dick more than her disobedient, bad daughter, Yujin.
But that’s just nonsense she blurts out in a state of arousal, unable to overcome the momentary pleasure. I wanted an answer that would last longer than that.
Something that would last longer than a contract with our bloody fingerprints side by side.
A devastating answer that could completely change everything before and after.
“Even if it’s a lie, tell me you love me more than Yujin. Tell me you love me more than your daughter.”
“What’s wrong with your head… W, wait a minute… Are you, are you crying?”
Oh, I got too immersed without realizing it.
In this cheap melodrama.
But it’s good.
I even knelt down in front of Yujeong while I was at it. Then, I confessed my pure love, which was stained with rape and threats, to Yujeong. At the same time, I showered kisses on Yujeong’s pussy, which was hidden from my face by the towels I had tied her with.
“Hic?!”
Of course, I couldn’t allow her to climax. I immediately took my tongue away. Then, I put the headset I had prepared earlier on the ears of the poor woman who was still dreaming of a romantic first love, even though she was a mother with a child, and left the room. She was beyond flustered and even touched by my tears.
“Y, you! Where are you going again? Are you going to my daughter? W, wait a minute! We haven’t done it yet, have we? You haven’t done it with me yet! …Hey! Hey-! Hey, you bastard! You should at least fuck me properly once before you go! You shiiiiiiiiit! I said fuck me! You’re just teasing me since this morning, you bastard!”
I stopped. And I turned around.
Thinking I was going to hit her again, Yujeong made a face like a scared dog, but on the other hand, she looked up at me with an aroused bitch-like expression, eagerly anticipating what was about to happen.
But it was neither. I didn’t hit Yujeong, and I didn’t fuck her. I just picked up the blanket on the floor and, unlike how I gently covered Yujin with it, I stuffed the balled-up blanket into Yujeong’s mouth.
“Uuuuuh-! Uuuuuh!”
Leaving Yujeong struggling on the bed, I went to Yujin in the ‘next room,’ who was waiting for me.
*
“You’re late, you bastard.”
Yujin greeted me with the same words she had used when we had fought over Yujeong and my dick at the movie theater, and then met again after she had angrily left me.
“Sorry. I was a little late because I was buying alcohol.”
“What? Are you crazy? We’re students.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
I opened a can of beer, took a sip first, and then handed it to Yujin. Yujin glared at me as if it were dirty, but only her eyes did, and her legs, which were lowered to the floor next to the bed, were shaking happily with the excitement of breaking the taboo.
“What does it matter? It’s just the two of us here. It’s not like there’s a teacher nearby to lecture us.”
Yujin glared at me at my pointed words. It didn’t last long. Yujin took the can of beer from my hand and muttered.
“You bad bastard…”
Glug, glug!
Oh, she’s really drinking it. I thought I had used it all on Yujeong last time, but I mixed a little bit of the special drug that blurs reason, which was still left, into the alcohol.
Yujin quickly emptied the can of beer. She crushed it tightly with her fingers and threw it on the floor. Then, she reached out to me as if asking for another can.
I didn’t refuse and handed her another can. And while Yujin was drinking it again, I secretly spat out the alcohol I had in my mouth onto the floor.
This time, Yujin, who had quickly drunk too much, got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. When I was unknowingly watching Yujin’s white butt swaying plumply, Yujin stopped and turned around to scold me.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you coming in?”
Whose words, and whose butt, would I refuse?
Today, I was going to do everything Yujin wanted. Compared to what I was about to do, I could do that much.
“Fuck me.”
Yujin put her hands on the bathtub and leaned her thin waist down, raising only her butt up, and now very skillfully finished setting up the so-called doggy position and said to me.
I had been fully erect when I was tormenting Yujeong’s clit, but I couldn’t use it on Yujeong, so I immediately shoved my dick, which was in a state of frustration, into the pussy of Yujeong’s daughter, whom she had given birth to with her pussy.
“Ah- eugh! Ah, ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Eugh!”
Yujin bit her lip as if she were being tortured and suppressed her moans.
But even if Yujin wasn’t as much as Yujeong, whom I had deliberately driven into a state of frustration, Yujin was also a dog pussy, a pathetic pussy.
After I fucked her a few times, Yujin quickly opened her petals wide to me. As the petals bloomed, Yujin’s mouth also opened wide.
“Ahat! Ahaaaaaht, aheueuaaaaaah─!”
Yujin let out a loud, ecstatic moan, almost screaming, against the bathroom wall. As if she wanted the person in the next room beyond the bathroom wall to hear it.
Yujin was claiming her ownership of me like a non-human bitch, but Yujeong wouldn’t hear it.
The only words that Yujeong was hearing, could hear, right now were—
[I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.]
[I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.]
[I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.]
[I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.]
—because that was all that was playing on repeat in the headset, my voice that I had recorded.
Maybe right now, those words, “I love you,” were filling Yujeong’s eardrums, her brain, and her womb.
What Yujin cherishes most—
Yujin’s mother, Yujeong—
The time was gradually approaching when I would cruelly trample on her mother like trash in front of her daughter’s despairing face.
No, even that wasn’t enough for me.
Even stealing what Yujin cherishes most in front of her despairing face and trampling on it mercilessly wasn’t enough for my revenge.
Yujin had to be involved in that NTR. She had to trample on what she had cherished so much like trash along with me.
I couldn’t forgive Yujin for falling into sentimentality as if she were the victim.
Yujin had to brutally violate Yujeong more than I did.
I was going to make it happen.
It would happen soon.
I was going to show Yujin exactly what her mother, whom she respects and loves—
Yujeong, licking the pussy of the daughter she gave birth to with her own pussy like a dog,
And the sight of her, the respected chairwoman of the school, shamelessly and obscenely shaking her ass to seduce my dick like a bitch only to me,
To Yujin, the school’s idol and Yujeong’s lovely daughter.
That way, my revenge would finally be over, no, it would only just be taking its first step.
