## Chapter 757 – #161_Let’S Do That Now (3)
#757
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The bedroom where they had spent countless hot nights.
But the air within it was different than usual.
It wasn’t just the sweet love of lovers, but a strange and heated atmosphere that made one think, “Is it S? It’s totally M!”
“Haa… haa….”
Sharon, standing on the floor, not the bed, was naked except for her panties, waiting to be played with by Siwoo’s hands.
Her white skin, like untouched snow, the marks where the bra wire had pressed, as if she had just taken it off.
Her childbearing hips, capable of easily birthing five twins, and her buttocks, boasting the best texture.
And her full breasts, located at the borderline where elasticity and softness could coexist.
She had a beautiful body, no matter how many times he saw it.
Siwoo admired Sharon’s body with his eyes, as if licking every corner of it.
“Siwoo… are, are you there?”
Her question, trembling with unease, was literal.
Sharon couldn’t see Siwoo right now.
An eye mask was tightly blocking her vision.
And that wasn’t all.
The ribbon of shadow that Siwoo had pulled out was tightly binding Sharon’s hands behind her back, and the bar and shackles between her feet, spread shoulder-width apart, were preventing her from closing her legs.
She couldn’t tell where he was looking.
She couldn’t tell what he was going to do.
Her body wasn’t free to move, so she couldn’t even cover her nakedness.
Being left half-bound and with her vision blocked like this was a new experience for Sharon.
Therefore, she didn’t know that she was so anxious, and that the anxiety was accelerating her excitement.
The feeling of having all freedom and choices taken away by someone else.
The thrilling sense of depravity, as if she had become a ‘toy’ as Sharon had declared, was tickling her heart.
“Hick…!”
A thick hand roughly grabbed her breast.
A rough touch, devoid of consideration, as if appraising its value.
His fingertips, which had been messing with her breast like dough, tapped on her erect nipples.
“Ugh… ugh… Kyaa!”
Each time, Sharon, who had been trembling, let out a small scream at the sudden sharp pain.
-Tinkle! Tinkle!
The sound of bells every time her body twitched.
“Ah… haa….”
Siwoo had hung bells on the tips of Sharon’s already sensitive nipples.
They were nipple clamps with bells, one of the items he had bought from an adult toy store.
“Stay still.”
With Siwoo’s cold voice, bells were attached to her other breast as well.
“Ugh…”
The sensation of the clamps biting tightly on her nipples with more pressure than Sharon had expected was painful, but more than that, she felt ashamed.
Her face felt hot, as if it were on fire.
With large breasts, there was bound to be movement.
Even if Sharon just slightly moved her breasts, the cheerful sound of the bells tinkling stimulated her shame.
“Don’t make a sound.”
“…Okay.”
Sharon answered in a subdued voice to Siwoo’s harsher-than-usual command.
It was an item made for this purpose in the first place.
To avoid making the bells ring, she could barely move.
Sharon, who was almost immobile with layers of restraints, and Siwoo’s hand reaching towards her panties.
This was also a factor that made Sharon’s face even redder.
In fact, her mint-white striped panties, which had started to get wet since she was walking with Siwoo, were no longer functioning as underwear.
So much love nectar had flowed out that it had stuck to her lower lip.
With a dry cutting sound, her panties were cut off.
Sharon’s thighs, who had never imagined he would cut her panties like that, involuntarily shrank.
-Tinkle, tinkle!
The sound of the bells, not missing that small movement, made Sharon belatedly correct her posture, but it was already too late.
“Ah… I, I’m sorry. Kyaa!”
-Slap!
What flew without even a reply was a pain that made her buttocks burn.
The scary sound of the slap was heard belatedly, and the bells hanging on her breasts tinkled wildly.
This was also something Sharon had bought, a spanking paddle for SM purposes.
As the two of them had enjoyed quite a variety of play, they had been slapped on the buttocks with a palm quite a few times.
There had been many times when red handprints were left.
However, as it was an item that could effectively cause pain without injury, the tingling heat was different from when they were hit by a hand.
It strongly instilled the feeling that she was being punished.
“Ugh…”
But…
It was embarrassing, shameful, a little scary, and painful…
She was getting wet.
She was getting so wet that it was a problem.
Was I such a pervert? Her body felt strange, to the point where she wondered.
“Hick…!”
Sharon, who had been confused, swallowed a gasp of air.
A cold, wet, and smooth liquid flowed down her chest.
The fragrant lavender scent tickled her nose, and she knew it was love oil.
Siwoo’s hand, which had started from her chest, slowly began to caress Sharon’s body.
The smooth, close contact provided by the oil spread thinly over her sensitive skin.
Without permission, it crossed between her legs and coated her thighs and even her buttocks until they were glossy.
The cold lavender oil warmed up with the heat of her skin and marinated Sharon’s body even more deliciously.
Unlike before, his fingertips were delicate and soft.
Siwoo’s fingertips, which had been caressing Sharon’s bouncy buttocks, dug deeper.
“Ugh… Si, Siwoo… not there…”
That place was a secret hole that had not yet been allowed a single relationship, and Sharon’s virgin territory.
When the mood was right during sex, he would occasionally insert a finger or so, but in fact, Sharon had expressed a subtle aversion to her back hole.
The reason was, of course, because of her embarrassment.
It wasn’t a place where they normally had relations, and she had a stubborn psychological resistance to feeling pleasure in such a place.
Siwoo seemed to have noticed this, and he had never forced or asked her to do it in their many relationships.
“Stay still.”
“Hhh… ugh…”
But now, he was threatening her in a low voice and arbitrarily teasing her rear.
His fingers, soaked in oil, pressed down on her rear and gradually penetrated inside, overcoming her resistance little by little.
In the discomfort and foreign sensation where she felt almost no pleasure, Sharon realized.
This wasn’t just foreplay, and it wouldn’t end with foreplay.
Siwoo, who had made Sharon a woman by taking her front virginity, would take her rear purity today.
Sharon was surprised to find herself feeling a subtle anticipation while also feeling aversion to it.
It seemed like her head was a little strange tonight.
“It’s tight. You’re in good condition.”
“Ugh…”
“I thought our Sharon was only good at squeezing with her front, but you have talent in the back too.”
“D-don’t say things like that… It’s embarrassing.”
The teasing that Siwoo would normally have avoided made Sharon even more embarrassed.
It was as if he had peeled off a layer of consideration that naturally existed between lovers.
As Sharon had asked, he was really trying to scold, torment, and conquer her.
She felt a strange excitement from it, but her psychological resistance hadn’t faded yet.
-Squish, squish
Sharon, whose pelvis was twitching at the obscene hand movements that were digging inside, barely opened her mouth.
“Si, Siwoo, not there next time… can’t we? It’s dirty there… Hick!”
Siwoo’s hand, which would have pulled out even during the roughest play, was inserted even deeper.
“Today is punishment day, isn’t it? Right?”
“Y-yes… it is…”
Without any warning, another finger ruthlessly dug into her vagina.
The finger, hooked like a claw on Sharon’s weak spot, moved roughly back and forth.
“…Ugh… Hwaang!”
-Squish! Squish! Squish!
-Tinkle! Tinkle! Tinkle!
The sound of twisting a juicy fruit, along with the tinkling of the bells.
At the same time, a large amount of wet fluid flowed down the inside of her thighs, as if she had peed.
“Can you hear the sound?”
“I can hear it… haang… I can hear it…!”
Even while being treated so badly, the fact that she was actually horny, a fact she wanted to hide, was forcibly exposed with the obscene sounds.
“You seem to be expecting it too much, so I don’t think this will be a punishment. Is it a punishment if I do something you like?”
“No… no! Haah… haah… still, it’s… a dirty place, so…”
“So you don’t like it?”
“I want to prepare myself a little more…”
It wasn’t a lie, it was the truth.
She knew that she was a spirit, so she was clean, and that her body wouldn’t be harmed.
But a psychological barrier wasn’t something that could be easily broken down.
How else would Sharon, who could handle almost anything for Siwoo, have avoided it?
Even though she knew that he secretly liked such acts.
That was how strong Sharon’s aversion was.
But the excitement Sharon was feeling now was balancing on a precarious line with that aversion.
If her thought process before was ‘It’s something I shouldn’t do =〉 I won’t do it’, now it was more like ‘It’s something I shouldn’t do =〉 so I want to be subjected to it more’?
“Is that so? Then, today I’ll only put it in your back hole.”
Siwoo coldly replied to Sharon’s request.
“Ugh…”
“If you don’t like it, I’ll end it here.”
After meeting after so long, to be forcibly violated in the back, which she had previously rejected, to only do it in the back without even touching the front.
And even after getting her so worked up, to end it if she refused.
It was an unlike Siwoo, too harsh treatment.
But today was indeed a strange day.
That cold attitude made her excited as if she had taken an aphrodisiac.
The feeling of being possessed made her heart pound, and even his torment was lovely.
“Okay… today… use Sharon’s back hole as Siwoo’s toy.”
That’s why she was acting coquettishly with such a spoiled tone.
“Sharon will squeeze hard so that Siwoo can feel good.”
At that moment, when she felt Siwoo’s breath become rough at Sharon’s seduction…
“We want to go too!”
“Odile, I told you no.”
“But I want to go!”
“Odette, you can’t either.”
A heated discussion was taking place downstairs.
