## Chapter 52 – To Catch the Daughter, Start With the Mother (9)
Chairwoman Yoo-jung was lying on the floor of the chairwoman’s office in the exact same pose as in the video I sent to Yoo-jin last night.
Her knees were bent so much that her ankles and buttocks touched, her legs spread wide open, exposing her vagina to the sky. Both arms were stretched high as if in surrender, revealing her armpits, and her stiff nipples seemed to pierce the sky. She arched her back, curving her entire body. That completed the pose.
A vaginal mouth.
An armpit vagina.
A nipple vagina.
A belly button vagina.
And a bitch’s pose, flaunting her swollen, cheap-looking middle-aged vagina, beaten to a pulp by my cock, to the people looking down at her.
Yoo-jung had abandoned every other aspect of a woman’s body and assumed a pose optimized solely for mating and breeding.
Yoo-jung’s vagina, which resembled Yoo-jin’s—no, it had to resemble it since she had given birth to Yoo-jin with that very vagina—spit out my semen, panting.
This was the moment the true nature of Chairwoman Yoo-jung, who would scold Yoo-jin for wearing skirts that were too short at school, and Mother Yoo-jung, who would pressure Yoo-jin to never engage in frivolous relationships as a student, was revealed.
A ‘slutty bitch crazy for cock’—that was Yoo-jung’s true self.
Neither ‘Chairwoman’ nor ‘Mother’ was the real Yoo-jung.
Yoo-jin, who had been looking down at the bitch, slowly raised her head.
Our eyes met.
Her eyes held a murderous intent that would make even a brave man flinch and piss himself, but I just wore an indifferent expression, my piss hole leading the way toward Yoo-jin’s vagina hole. I had seen that kind of look too often in the mirror at my house before my regression.
“What’s going on? Is there something to see?”
I was the one who opened the door, but I questioned her as if Yoo-jin had been secretly filming us.
“…….”
Yoo-jin just glared at me without responding.
So, I provoked her even more.
“Are you interested in this cheap vagina too?”
I raised my foot and pressed down on Yoo-jung’s white, cute, aegyo-sal-filled lower abdomen with my slipper.
“Uuuuugh!”
Yoo-jung, whom I thought had completely lost consciousness, twitched her limbs grotesquely like a zombie. But as soon as I lifted my foot, Yoo-jung passed out again. Still, I was satisfied that the cheap, 3,000-won slipper mark I bought at the convenience store was clearly imprinted on the lower abdomen of the school’s highest authority.
“Your vagina is trash. Do you understand, Auntie?”
I was conscious of Yoo-jin, but I looked down at Yoo-jung and spoke as if I didn’t care about her at all.
It was her daughter who answered me instead of the unresponsive Yoo-jung.
“That… is that a tattoo? Did you carve something like that on my mom’s body?”
It’s not a tattoo, it’s just ink that doesn’t come off easily, but there’s no need to tell Yoo-jin that.
“Hey, don’t talk like I forced her to do it. I don’t like it. This bitch carved it herself. She said it was a sign of absolute obedience to me or something.”
“……Don’t ever call her a bitch again. She’s my mom. If you call my mom a bitch again, I’ll kill you.”
I looked at Yoo-jin’s face. It wasn’t a lie.
“Bitch.”
But I called Yoo-jung a bitch again and squatted down in front of her. Then, I pressed my finger on the part of her uterus, slightly below her lower abdomen, where I had stabbed her earlier.
“Oooooh!”
Yoo-jung thrashed like a live fish and ejaculated both vaginal fluid and semen again.
“If this isn’t a bitch, then what is it?”
I shook off the semen that had splattered on my hand and stood up.
“Damn, she’s a dirty bitch.”
I sneered and kicked her vagina with my shoe, like it was a trash bag, in front of her daughter, who respected and loved her mother.
“Ugh- uh-hah”
I could see Yoo-jung’s daughter, Yoo-jin’s, fists trembling. Her meticulously manicured long nails dug into the palms of her hands. But Yoo-jin’s face was no longer red. Just as the color of a red flame changes as it burns hotter, eventually turning white, Yoo-jin’s face was also pale.
But as I guessed, even though Yoo-jin harbored that much hatred for me, she didn’t try to rush at me recklessly like she did this morning.
This was school. And Yoo-jin was the school’s idol.
Yoo-jin was more concerned about her image than anyone I knew. Popularity was everything to her, so there was no way she could risk becoming the daughter of a bitch and attack me. She couldn’t reveal the violence she had shown when bullying Na-yeon in front of her mother, instead of the good daughter she was supposed to be. The mask she had created had become her face, and now it had become her shackle.
“Why are you just staring like that? Ah! Do you want to try her out too?”
I touched Yoo-jung’s vagina with the tip of the slipper that had been pressing down on her lower abdomen.
“She’s still usable. A little used, but still good.”
It seemed that Yoo-jin couldn’t bear this provocation, as she reached out from beyond the door and grabbed my collar. And she was about to throw a punch at my face, but—
“Uuuung, stick it in Yoo-jung’s vagina, Oppaaaa.”
Yoo-jung’s disgraceful behavior while unconscious. What I had taught her at the motel last night. Beating her ass dozens of times and twisting her nipples dozens of times until she overcame her shame and pronounced it correctly.
After Yoo-jung’s voice, the bell rang to signal the end of lunch, but Yoo-jin let go of my collar at the sound of someone approaching in the hallway.
“Put on your pants and come out.”
Yoo-jin said as she closed the door.
“Don’t order me around. I’m going to play with this bitch a little longer, so you get lost.”
But Yoo-jin didn’t listen to my answer and just said what she wanted as she closed the door.
“Let’s have another match.”
Yoo-jin’s wayward words. But it was precisely those wayward words that I wanted and intended.
The door closed completely. I grabbed Yoo-jung’s hair on the floor and lifted her up to roughly wipe off her saliva and vaginal fluid on my dick, then grabbed her armpits with both hands and tried to move her to the sofa, but even while unconscious, Yoo-jung sniffed and smelled my dick, trying to suck it even in her sleep, so I just left her naked on the floor and put on my own clothes. And I also took the camera that the principal had hidden.
“Auntie, I’m leaving.”
“Uuuuwoo…….”
I guess I can’t do that. If I leave her like that, she might catch a cold.
I put Yoo-jung on the sofa and, on a whim, even covered her body with a blanket that was lying around in a drawer. Then I opened the door and went outside. Yoo-jin was leaning against the wall right next to the door, glaring at me. I gestured to her with my chin.
“Lock the door.”
“Don’t order me around. Not you.”
“Then leave your mom in that state and go out with the door wide open. All the male students in our class and even the stray dogs in this neighborhood will come to fuck her. Well- I don’t care anyway.”
“You son of a bitch.”
Yoo-jin cursed at me harshly, but she obediently followed my words and locked the door, and I slapped her ass with the palm of my hand.
“Woong!”
“Ugh!”
The sound of the vibrator, which had been muffled because it was hidden inside Yoo-jin’s vagina, suddenly rang out loudly. Good, it’s working fine. She didn’t secretly take it out. Well, with Yoo-jin’s personality, she would never do such a thing.
I started operating the remote control again.
“You despicable bastard. You disgusting bastard. You son of a bitch.”
“Don’t just talk, try to do something about it. Oh, right. You did that this morning, didn’t you? You failed and now you’ve even given me the evidence of your attempted murder as a gift.”
Click-!
“Shut up. Just follow me.”
As soon as the door was locked, Yoo-jin walked ahead of me and said.
“Where to?”
“…….”
But Yoo-jin stopped, as if she couldn’t think of a suitable place, even though she had taken the lead with such vigor. In a normal situation, she would go to the gym storage room, where she had framed me as a rapist, but she couldn’t go there because our class’s lesson today was none other than physical education.
Just as I was about to talk to the wandering and hesitating Yoo-jin and take her to the place I wanted, someone’s head appeared beyond the corner of the hallway. Hair parted more neatly than the math teacher’s. It was the principal.
“Oh, Yoo-jin student.”
The principal, a middle-aged man with a protruding belly, but unlike other middle-aged men, his whole body was protruding with muscles and he had tanned skin, spoke to Yoo-jin in a very friendly manner.
But Yoo-jin’s expression was beyond just lukewarm, it was unpleasant. Unlike me, the principal was a real sexual harasser. Of course, he kept exactly to the line that wouldn’t get him sued, and unlike me, he was a person of power, so it was difficult for female teachers and female students to make a proper protest against him.
Yoo-jin quickly succeeded in managing her expression and greeted the principal with a bright smile.
“Yes, Principal.”
“Is your mother, Chairwoman, in her room?”
At the principal’s attitude of openly mentioning the relationship between Yoo-jung and Yoo-jin, which everyone at the school knew but even Soo-ah tacitly protected, I was reminded again that he was dating Yoo-jung (of course, he was being threatened) before my regression, so he must have been called “father” by Yoo-jin at one time before my regression.
But that future was twisted by me. That would be even worse for Yoo-jung.
“…No, I went to see her during lunch, but she wasn’t there. I think she went on a business trip somewhere.”
“Oh, really? Oh, that’s too bad…. I wanted to see the Chairwoman’s beautiful face one more time….”
The principal, who trailed off and closed his mouth, swallowed hard once, then stared intently at Yoo-jin’s uniform and her chest before opening his mouth again.
“Too bad, too bad…….”
“What is it, Principal?”
The principal seemed flustered, as if he hadn’t expected Yoo-jin to ask back so confidently, and turned away.
“But doesn’t it smell like something on the floor? It smells like peaches, sweet and sugary.”
The principal made a plausible excuse and disappeared into the hallway where he had first appeared, and Yoo-jin, who knew the identity of the smell the principal was talking about, blushed.
I glared at the back of the principal’s head as he walked away. Even though I was standing right behind Yoo-jin, the principal didn’t seem to even recognize my existence, let alone talk to me.
Of course, whether he was interested in me or not was irrelevant to me. But I guess I can’t do that. He’s harboring ulterior motives for Yoo-jin, following Yoo-jung. The price for laying a hand on my women will be harsh.
I was thinking of pulling out all the remaining hairs on the back of his head when I stopped in surprise, walking ahead of Yoo-jin.
……My women? Damn, that’s absurd.
I suddenly turned the remote control switch to “very strong.” Yoo-jin knelt down and collapsed in the hallway from the unexpected attack. Looking at her face, and at her mouth, which was gagging without making a sound, it was clear that she had come. So, I guess I won the match I had with Yoo-jin this morning, but let’s just move on for now.
I hugged Yoo-jin, who had lost strength in her waist, and told myself.
She’s a bitch.
This bitch who is rubbing her breasts against my pelvis is just a bitch.
“Ooooh!”
Just like Yoo-jung, who goes off as soon as I lightly press her side, her vagina is cheap and defeated, and that’s Yoo-jin, the bitch.
Yoo-jin absolutely hated it, but didn’t you start the match? I scratched her pride a little, and when I threatened that if she didn’t like it, I would go back to the chairwoman’s office, Yoo-jin finally succumbed again. She had no choice but to go where I wanted to go.
So where is this? It’s inside the men’s bathroom, with a sink, mirror, soap, mop, toilet, and urinal.
