Immoral Mansion: Chapter 1.4

Hee-un writhed in agony, scratching the desk with his fingernails. Tears flowed due to the pain, and saliva dripped from his parted lips. The desk, which he had cleaned just moments ago by vigorously licking it with his tongue, was once again soaked with fluids.

The man’s cock showed no mercy to Hee-un and went further inside. As the man’s long, thick cock thrust deep into Hee-un’s vagina and scraped hard against the inner walls, his front pussy steadily secreted lewd juices, squirting them out in spurts.

“Aheuk! Haahhng!”

His body writhed in pain when the man’s cock brushed against the outer skin of his tormented front pussy, but as soon as the cock thrust inside, Hee-un was overwhelmed with pleasure. His well-trained body reflexively felt pleasure and secreted love juices the moment the man’s cock entered.

“Ha, hng! Ahheuk… … .”

A squelching sound was heard as Hee-un’s hole and the man’s cock met. The man pulled his cock out slightly and thrust it back in with a ‘kwang’. His lower abdomen tightened. As Hee-un clenched his front pussy hole and trembled under the pressure, a curse escaped through the man’s teeth. He gripped Hee-un’s waist so tightly that it bruised and began thrusting rapidly and forcefully.

“Ahhng! Ha, ha-eut!”

Hee-un trembled with pleasure, his eyes wide open. He could feel the thick cock thrusting in and out, crushing his vaginal mucous membranes. Hee-un’s front pussy, wet with lewd juices, sloppily wrapped around the man’s cock.

As the man’s cock slid out all the way to the tip before slamming back in with a ‘kwang!’ Hee-un trembled all over and clenched his inner walls frantically. ‘Pik pik’, watery fluid spurted out from Hee-un’s dangling cock, and sticky juice dripped everywhere from the pleasure that had risen all the way up in Hee-un. His lower body was soaked with all kinds of fluid. As Hee-un’s front pussy flesh gripping the man’s cock clung to him tightly, the man also grimace and tensed his thighs.

“Hah-hnng, heut… … .”

“Hooo.”

The man threw his head back and pulled out his large cock. Even as he pulled it out, Hee-un’s inner walls squirmed and clung to his cock. The bright red front pussy was a mess of vaginal juices and semen. Hee-un’s front pussy hole, having been repeatedly penetrated and spanked, twitched and fluttered helplessly, unable to even stop the fluids from dripping out.

Hee-un remained sprawled out on the desk, unable to even compose himself, with his mouth open. His blouse was torn to shreds, the black lace bra askew, exposing his red, erect nipples, and the short skirt, which had ridden up to his waist, fully exposing his lower body, was completely ruined.

The man reached between Hee-un’s spread legs. He tugged hard on the anal plug inserted in his back pussy, and it slipped out with a ‘pong’. Perhaps sensing even that, Hee-un trembled slightly. Now, the only thing remaining in his body was the vibrator shoved into his front pussy. Since the man had shoved in his cock earlier, it was lodged deep inside Hee-un.

Hee-un felt weak all over and wanted to just lie there, but he knew what he had to do next. Gasping for breath, Hee-un looked at the man, sat up, and raised his legs. Then, he inserted his fingers inside his front pussy to remove the vibrator.

“Hic, heuk… … .”

Hee-un looked up and glanced at the man watching him. The man was watching what Hee-un was doing with his arms crossed, but Hee-un knew. If he could not pull it out here, he would have to go to the bathroom and squat down, straining until the vibrator came out. That was one thing he really hated.

Since he could not muster any strength into his body, Hee-un bit his lips tightly and thrust his fingers deeper into his front pussy hole.

“Ha-eut.”

As he ran his fingers over the sensitive inner walls that had been penetrated earlier, a wave of heat surged through him once again. Hee-un curled his toes and unconsciously tensed his front pussy again. As he groaned and strained to pull the vibrator out, his fingers closed around it.
‘Jureureuk.’ The vibrator, soaked in pussy fluid, slipped out from his front pussy. His fingers were damp.

“Master. I, I took it out… … .”

The man sat in the chair just as he had been before Hee-un entered. He acted as if nothing had happened. Hee-un crept up and perched on the man’s thigh. Although his skirt, stained with vaginal fluid and semen, rubbed against the man’s pants, the man paid no heed and pulled Hee-un closer by the waist. ‘Jjok’, unlike earlier, a light wet sound escaped from between their touching lips.

“Mmhng, hnng… .. .”

The man stuck his tongue into Hee-un’s mouth and licked and sucked thoroughly, as if he wanted to devour the inside of Heeun’s mouth. Hee-un’s delicate lips swelled up little by little. Saliva pooled thickly beneath their parted lips before Hee-un gulped it down. A thread of saliva that had not been swallowed dripped with a soft ‘tok’ from beneath Hee-un’s lips.

“Hee-un ah. You’ll keep your pussy shut from now on, won’t you?”

Hee-un blinked. When the man called him by his first name only, the relationship between Hee-un and the man changed. Hee-un stared at the man quietly, then nodded and answered softly.

“Yes, Daddy… … .”

The man was Hee-un’s master and stepfather.

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