Chapter 84 – #84. Punishment
I knew better than anyone what writer Midwinter hated the most.
I was the one who went straight through his novels several times.
And I knew very well how sincere my brother was in this pattern.
“You must be punished.”
My brother’s face began to contort.
Creepy feeling.
I was already starting to wonder what the punishment my brother would give me.
“…Why why should I be punished?”
Twist your body to express resistance to him.
If it was stuck like this, it would be a no-gol.
In order to stimulate my brother’s lust, I had to resist more vigorously.
“Hey. Hannah.”
My brother slammed his hand down the side of my face.
The bed creaked.
“…Do you really think you did nothing wrong?”
“…Heeep.”
Every time he looked at me with ferocious eyes, his hiccups came out without fail.
“No… I gave my brother permission… Hey! The need to receive and do…”
Match.
The sound of flesh colliding with flesh.
It hurt.
It wasn’t pain mixed with pleasure, it was just pain itself.
My head was turned to one side by my brother’s hand.
“Say it again. What did you do wrong?”
“Hey! I didn’t do anything wrong… Oops!”
Match.
My brother’s big hand slapped my cheek again.
“I am not kidding. Because I am really angry.”
Something was different.
It wasn’t the expression of my brother who was usually angry and tried to fuck me.
My brother did not appear to be sexually aroused at all.
Why why…? Why…?
Aren’t you crazy about vulva stickers?
Apparently, until I carved this naked this morning, I thought my brother was going to fuck me relentlessly.
Even for me as a woman, my body was attractive.
But my brother only beats me.
He didn’t seem to have any intention of taking his pants down.
“Ah… It hurts. Stop.”
“…Where did you do this?”
Ah…!
Now I was able to infer why my brother was so angry.
“Where did you do it! Hannah!”
Frightened by his cry, I felt my body tremble more and more.
…Shall I tell the truth? Is not it. If I lie one more time here, will my brother fuck me?
A tightrope walk.
I wasn’t sure.
But it was scary to be beaten more like this.
When I didn’t answer, my brother’s hand went up once more.
“…At home!”
Closing my eyes tightly, I was so scared that I told him the truth.
“…What?”
His brother’s voice sounded embarrassed.
“…I did it alone at home.”
“Then this isn’t a tattoo…”
“It’s henna. That old-timey kind of thing that came out of chewing gum…”
My brother’s hand, which was about to hit me, slowly came down again.
“…Why the hell is that?”
Holding my still tingling cheek with one hand, I began to explain to my brother.
“…I bought it by courier a while ago. This.”
I got out of bed and opened the drawer to reveal the remaining tattoo papers.
“This is what happens when you do this and rub the ink like this…”
I took out one myself and demonstrated how it was done.
Tears welled up in my eyes because my cheek hurt.
When I cried, my brother got up from the bed and hugged me.
“…Sorry. It hurt.”
As I held him in his warm arms, I felt like I was about to burst into tears.
“No… But… I… Really… My brother…”
“I know. Why on earth are you playing such a prank… I thought you were getting it from another male tattooist…”
I wondered if I hadn’t thought that the tattooist would be a woman, but I was too inconsiderate in this case.
It was a situation where my brother could misunderstand.
And me too, if my brother went to a waxing shop and said he got it from another woman, really…
He probably bit off the balls with his teeth.
“I’m sorry… Oppa…”
“Therefore. Why the hell are you playing this prank? Hannah.”
My brother stroked my hair and asked me in an incomprehensible tone.
“…Because they don’t eat it.”
With a creeping voice, I told my brother my true feelings that I had been hiding.
“…What?”
“…Because my older brother only wants to have sex with me, like a normal couple.”
My brother burst out laughing as if he was dumbfounded, so he grabbed my chin with one hand.
“You must have been drinking at home alone because you wanted to be eaten by me?”
“Yes yes.”
Evidently, my brother still seemed angry, but the mood was different from when he had sincerely slapped me on the face earlier.
“This is a really crazy year. You.”
“…A brother who doesn’t even listen to my explanation and fights and grinds.”
Her honesty [Imprisoned her], Her heroines inside her laughed and slapped even the occasional scenes of her pure assault, Lee Jin-seong.
They thought it was natural and thought that if they couldn’t accept it, they would be abandoned by Lee Jin-seong.
At the time I was reading in my room alone, I thought that was possible enough.
Because I thought that accepting Lee Jin-sung’s desire was the true form of love.
But reality and fiction are different.
Such a one-sided assault was frightening and painful.
Every time my brother’s hand went up, I wanted him to stop, and I didn’t get excited at all.
“Haa… Hannah…”
My brother tapped her on the forehead as if she was in trouble and ordered me to.
“Take off your panties.”
“…Yes?”
My older brother, who had apologized to me a while ago and said he was sorry, didn’t seem to have anything to say, so I checked his words again with a stupid face.
“Take off your panties.”
A feeling came.
This is it.
I’ve been waiting for a brother like this for a long time.
Holding the pantyhose with both hands, I slowly followed his instructions and began pulling the underwear down.
Since my brother had already taken off his pants, the only thing protecting my lower body was the vulva.
“Take your panties in your mouth.”
These weren’t new panties. It was the one I was wearing just before.
I thought it would smell a little bit, but I followed his command without saying anything and bit the tip of my panties with my teeth.
“Aren’t you doing it right?”
Stepping right in front of me, my brother raised his hand and pushed the panties deeper into my mouth.
Saliva flowed out of my mouth naturally at his sudden action, and small droplets of saliva dripped down on the carpetless floor.
My brother, who stuffed his panties into his mouth, gave the following command.
“Get down.”
With my panties in my mouth, I climbed onto the bed and pushed my butt toward my brother using his arms for support.
[I imprisoned her.] My cunt began to let out hot breath as it felt like a scene inside her.
“You fucker.”
My brother’s hand slapped my butt.
But this time it felt different than when he was slapped on the cheek.
Even though he was obviously able to hit harder, his brother’s hand felt just right in pain and pleasure. There was a taste that stimulated somewhere.
“Ooh…!”
A moaning sound came out as if it were a moan because the panties were in his mouth.
Minho oppa put his hand on his right hip, where there must have been a handprint on it, and rubbed my flesh with a rough hand.
“Get eaten”
Match.
“If you want.”
Match.
“Say it in words. Words.”
Match.
My brother hit me exactly where he hit me three times.
I wanted to say, “I’m sorry.”
Profit.
The sound of pants zipping down.
I finally knew that the long-awaited time had arrived.
Took. Took.
The touch of the glans indifferently stimulates my inner secret area.
Obviously, I felt too dry to deal with the lover I love, but this was really what I wanted from him.
There was no such thing as caress.
A move solely to discharge her own sexual desire.
It was clear that he was insincere, but the temperature he felt on my lower abdomen indicated how excited he was.
“I am not moving. You move Fucking son of a bitch.”
At least I’ll tell you that after inserting it.
My brother just took the glans openly and gave me harsh orders that I wasn’t even wet yet.
With my panties in my mouth and my face buried in the bed, I stretched out my arms and opened my labia with my own hands.
The not-soggy cunt forced open and began accepting the monstrous male’s cock.
“Ugh.”
Pain was more important than pleasure.
But my brother still looked down at me with indifferent eyes and didn’t take any action.
Steamed. Steamed.
Stretching my arms forward again, I began to slowly reciprocate back and forth.
“Eup… Ugh…”
A moaning sound came from his throat, which could not overcome the pleasure.
Match.
“What are you doing. Moving at this speed, can it be over today?”
I thought it was similar enough to my usual rhythm, but my brother didn’t seem satisfied.
However, there was a limit to the speed I could achieve in this posture.
To be honest, I still thought I was close to the limit…
I tried to speed up, but my brother’s cock scratched the inside of my vagina, and I lost my balance and ended up slamming my face into the futon.
“Huh…”
When I couldn’t keep my posture like a newborn calf, my brother turned me over as if I was removing some baggage.
“Look. How ridiculous it is to see you wearing a vulva, proof of completion of teaching, on a subject that is not even this good.”
My brother looked at me with a pitiful face and reprimanded me at random.
…That’s right. Brother.
It doesn’t mean anything anyway unless it’s written by my brother himself.
Looking at his psychopathic expression, I felt with my whole body that he was the man of my destiny once again.
