## Chapter 28 – A Daughter’s Sin Is a Mother’s Sin (11)
This time, I really thought she was going to drown. I scooped Yujeong out of the bathtub in a princess carry, just like I did with Yujin before.
I was about to head straight out, but then I realized that I had been so focused on groping Yujeong’s breasts and sticking my fingers inside her vagina that I hadn’t even properly showered, even though I’d been in the bathroom for ages.
So, I sat Yujeong on the toilet, who was limp and whimpering after two orgasms, and slathered a generous amount of body lotion on her breasts, which were still a pleasure to touch despite being manhandled countless times.
Then, I grabbed Yujeong’s breasts, which were almost too big to hold in one hand, from both sides and rubbed the body lotion in as if I were giving them a paizuri.
Soap bubbles foamed up over Yujeong’s cleavage.
“Hold them tight.”
I said, grabbing Yujeong’s limp hands and raising them up.
I expected her to refuse, and it was half a joke, but surprisingly, Yujeong obediently pressed her breasts together as I told her to.
Her reaction was so docile that I felt something was off and looked at Yujeong’s face, only to find her eyes unfocused.
Hmm, I was a little surprised, but anyway, Yujeong’s breasts, pressed tightly together, created a cleavage wide enough to hold the foam, and since I didn’t want to waste any more time washing, I decided to make good use of this portable soap foam holder named Yujeong.
I scooped the foam gathered on Yujeong’s breasts with my palm and applied it to my body, then started applying it to Yujeong’s body as well.
I wondered if I was being too kind, but it wasn’t hard or difficult, and Yujeong’s skin was soft and smooth enough to make my dick hard, even if not as much as her breasts and ass, so this level of service was worth it.
My palm caressed Yujeong’s breasts and ass, as well as her belly, nape, inner thighs, calves, behind her ears, and even the soles of her feet.
“Hnnn… hnnnng.”
Yujeong trembled and moaned every time my palm brushed over a sensitive area.
Once I finished applying soap foam to Yujeong’s body, I started rinsing her off before myself.
Swish-
The foam on her nape, back, and waist was washed away. But Yujeong just sat there blankly, making it difficult to rinse the rest of her.
I lifted Yujeong’s arms, who was just sitting blankly on the toilet, and rinsed her armpits. And to wash Yujeong’s belly, where the soap foam hadn’t been washed away at all because her large breasts were acting like a tent blocking the rain, I said to Yujeong:
“Get up, Auntie— I mean, Noona.”
Maybe it was because Yujeong’s disgraceful behavior from earlier was still etched in my mind. Even though I had resolved to call Yujeong “Noona,” I ended up calling her “Ajumma” again.
So I thought Yujeong would immediately retort with a venomous response, like an Ajumma would, but Yujeong just nodded and said, “Okay,” showing me a more docile attitude than ever before.
If she had acted cocky again, I was going to punish Yujeong with another round of finger-fucking, but thanks to Yujeong obediently following my words, I missed the opportunity to do so.
But that didn’t matter. If I wanted to touch her, I could just touch her.
I pretended to rinse the foam off Yujeong’s belly, then naturally moved my hand to Yujeong’s lower abdomen as if the foam wasn’t washing off properly. I rubbed her lower abdomen.
“Heet-!”
Such a virgin-like reaction. For an Ajumma.
I already knew from groping her so much that Yujeong’s body temperature was a bit higher than others. But even among Yujeong’s body, her lower abdomen seemed to have a particularly high temperature.
Perhaps it was because the uterus factory, which was becoming more and more hectic as closing time approached but no orders were coming in, was hidden inside that lower abdomen.
Yujeong seemed to realize that my touch on her lower abdomen had far exceeded the level of rinsing off foam, but unlike before, Yujeong didn’t grab my hand or lecture me.
She only let out low, muffled moans of, “Hnnn… hnnnng…”
After touching her enough, I removed my hand. I wasn’t planning on touching her vagina yet.
I was going to give that sloppy, premature vagina, which would squirt and go off with just a little touch, an orgasm that wasn’t so sudden, but one that would explode after a long time of building up pleasure.
That way, I would reduce Yujeong’s smart, elite brain, which belonged to the upper class of society, to the level of a female chimpanzee in heat who only knew about sex, vagina, and dick.
When Yujeong saw me remove my hand, she made a sound of “Huh?” It was clearly a voice of disappointment.
I glared at Yujeong for a moment, then quickly managed my expression.
I had only made her cum twice cheaply.
But what was with this change?
To think that the woman who had been so strict and resolute with me before the regression was actually such a sloppy pussy.
Now, I was feeling more bewildered than vengeful. But I comforted myself with the thought that I would soon be able to unleash the bewilderment inside me on Yujeong. I roughly rinsed my body and then wiped it with a towel.
After wiping off most of the water droplets on my body, I looked at Yujeong, but even though there was another towel, Yujeong didn’t seem to want to wipe her body. She was just staring at me with a dazed look, still lost in pleasure.
What was it?
Ah… was she asking me to wipe her?
It seemed so.
Fine. You fucking sloppy pussy.
I’ll do this much for you. Soon, I’ll be using your pussy as I please.
I stood behind Yujeong. And as I poked Yujeong’s butt with my dick, I spread out the towel and wiped the moisture off Yujeong’s body.
Yujeong, who had naturally leaned back against me, even closed her eyes and hummed a little tune, happily accepting my touch.
The moisture was all wiped off Yujeong’s body. I put down the towel and opened the bathroom door. When the cold air conditioning blew into the bathroom, Yujeong finally seemed to come to her senses, blushing with embarrassment. She covered her body with the towel I had put down and hurried out of the bathroom as if running away.
I grabbed Yujeong’s wrist. And I went out of the bathroom before Yujeong. I turned around and looked at Yujeong.
The focus in her eyes, which had been completely loosened after two sloppy pussy orgasms, had returned.
“What? Are you not going to let go of my hand?”
Yujeong sharply questioned me.
But Yujeong’s voice had long lost its original sharpness. It was just a fabricated voice, as if she still wanted to be the director in front of me.
As proof, Yujeong only spoke strongly, but she didn’t even try to shake off my hand that was holding her wrist. Rather, she reached out her finger and gently touched the back of my arm. She didn’t seem to be aware of her own actions, though.
“Wear that.”
I said, pointing to the new stockings and underwear that Yujeong had asked me for and placed in her hand.
Yujeong, struggling to cover her breasts that couldn’t be fully covered with a towel, glared at me as if asking what I was up to now.
As if to say, you’ve already shown me everything you have to show, and you’ve already touched every part of my body, so what’s the point of wearing stockings and underwear in front of you now?
“Because I want to see it.”
This wasn’t a lie, it was the truth. And Yujeong would feel more shame in revealing clothes that were worn but had no meaning than in being naked.
“Even if I say I don’t want to, you’ll just force me to do it, right?”
I didn’t have that intention, but Yujeong nodded as if she had rationalized it that way, and obediently put on the black stockings and white panties. But she also put on something that I hadn’t allowed, which was presumptuous. It was a small top to wear over her bra.
It wasn’t like that would cover her breasts, and I was planning on taking that off soon anyway, so I left it alone for now.
“Okay, done. I’m all dressed.”
Yujeong said with a voice that was about 30% embarrassment, 60% anger, and 10% strange excitement mixed in.
Hmm, good. She definitely looked hot.
“Then, shall we start in earnest now?”
I asked Yujeong with a bright smile and a cheerful voice.
Yujeong, who had her arms crossed below her chest, stood frozen for a moment, then lowered her head diagonally and muttered.
“Then… what we just did… wasn’t even the beginning?”
Of course not, you sloppy pussy. You went off on your own after just a little finger-fucking.
I nodded and grabbed Yujeong’s arm. Being in the hot bathroom and then standing naked in front of the cool air conditioning made me feel refreshed.
I drank an energy drink to replenish my fluids and the energy I would need for what I was about to do. And I handed a can to Yujeong, who probably needed to replenish her fluids even more than I did, since she had squirted so much in the bathroom.
“Here you go.”
“It’s all bought with my money anyway…! Don’t pretend to be generous!”
Yujeong’s voice was still prickly, unlike her actions. But Yujeong didn’t refuse, contrary to her words. She seemed very thirsty too.
While Yujeong was drinking the can, I sat on the bed with the brush pen and my phone, smiling brightly. As if I couldn’t stand how much I liked this moment with Yujeong.
When Yujeong threw the empty can in the trash, I said:
“Come here, Noona.”
Yujeong clicked her tongue, but now approached me without any particular response.
Yujeong stood in front of me. I opened the brush pen and spoke again.
“You remember, right? Our deal.”
“Of course I remember. That’s why I’m doing this here now!”
Yujeong, whose spirit had clearly been broken after two sloppy pussy orgasms, was different when the story of her daughter came up. A murderous look and voice, as if she wouldn’t forgive me if I touched her daughter again.
I nodded and pointed the tip of the brush pen forward. I had taken some time because I had changed my mind and barged into the bathroom, but in the end, nothing had changed.
No, it wasn’t that nothing had changed, since I had learned how weak Yujeong’s pussy was. That was quite a big gain.
“Turn around.”
“What? Shut u-“
“Shall I write it on your face then?”
“You bas…”
Yujeong glared at me as she crossed her arms. She was completely different from the vulgar woman with a lewd face who had been grinning while having her head dunked in the bathtub until she was almost drowning. But Yujeong had no choice.
Yujeong muttered, “Yujin…” in a small voice, and turned around, enduring the humiliation. I slapped Yujeong’s ass, which was swaying presumptuously in front of me, with my palm and said:
“Bend over. And stick that big ass out towards me. You don’t use it much anyway.”
“Keuk!”
Yujeong trembled with shame, but followed my command, bending over and sticking her big ass towards my face, which was comfortably sitting on the bed.
I started writing our contract conditions on Yujeong’s large ass, using it as a blackboard.
“Wait a minute! What if this, what if it gets erased? Why don’t we just write it on paper? And it would be convenient to keep if we split it and kept it.”
“Then you can write it again. Anyway, you have to have this contract─”
I slapped Yujeong’s ass again with my palm, right above where the first letter had been written with the brush pen.
“Kkak!”
And I continued speaking.
“─whenever you come to see me. Otherwise, our deal is over. And, you said you remember the contract details, right? Say them. Along with what I’m writing.”
I was doing this as part of a perverted game to give Yujeong shame, but Yujeong, being a serious member of society, didn’t know that and seemed to think I was just doing this to make the deal clear. She started reading out the contents of the contract in a stiff voice, like reading from a textbook.
The tip of the brush pen began to write letters on Yujeong’s left buttock.
Yujeong, who had cleared her throat, used that cold and strict voice that I often heard during lunchtime,
The very voice that shouted [Obey the school rules!] [Don’t run!] [Focus on your studies!] [Dating is absolutely forbidden!], began to speak the vulgar contents of the contract she had made with me.
“I, Lee Yujeong, and Kim Sahyuk, hereby enter into a contract as follows. Hereafter, Lee Yujeong shall be referred to as Party B, and Kim Sahyuk shall be referred to as Party A.”
The brush pen begins to move.
“The contract period shall be limited to the time when Party A graduates, even if it is extended to the maximum.”
The black liquid of the brush pen dirties Yujeong’s white butt.
“The place of work shall be anywhere. However, there shall be considerable restrictions at the school where Party B works. There shall also be restrictions late at night, but Party A’s ‘desires’ shall take precedence unless Party B has a special reason.”
The brush pen quickly writes down the details of the work. But Yujeong’s response is slow.
“The contents of the work are…”
“The contents of the work are?”
“Anything, if Party A desires it…”
I do not tolerate Yujeong glossing over the words. I raise my hand again and slap Yujeong’s ass hard.
Slap!
Yujeong’s legs tremble. When Yujeong tries to stand up, I point my finger at Yujeong’s face, which is looking back at me, as if to poke it, and say.
“Stop. Don’t move. Say it properly. Anything? Then what if I beat you up to satisfy my desires, or cut off your arms and legs? If it’s anything, then that’s part of the deal.”
Yujeong seems to think that’s right and sighs.
“The contents of the work are Party B shaking Party A’s dick with her hands. Party B sucking Party A’s dick with her mouth. Party B squeezing Party A’s dick with her breasts. Party B accepting Party A’s dick with her pussy. And…”
“And?”
“Party B…”
“Yujeong?”
Yujeong’s legs tremble again. She was a woman who wouldn’t bleed even if you stabbed her, but Yujeong’s face was dripping with tears, as if she couldn’t bear the shame of this.
I thought about comforting Yujeong, but I stopped. Deals have to be cold.
“Party B! Since she is an Ajumma whose value is less than that of Kim Yujin, who is the condition of the deal with Party A! Agrees to offer her virgin asshole to Party A, limited to one time.”
Yujeong, who had barely finished speaking, burst into tears and fell to her knees.
