Na-kyung's confession was blatant and vulgar. She shouted so loudly that anyone standing outside the door could have heard it. Nan seemed to quite like the Vietnamese prostitute's cry. She laughed, still holding Na-kyung's neck with her legs.
"Heh... Pwahaha!! Jenny, you're really something. I've never met such a pervert."
"Su-, suffocation..."
If she liked it so much, why was she tightening her legs even more?
Na-kyung's face turned blue. Her neck muscles stiffened, and the passage for oxygen rapidly narrowed. Na-kyung struggled in her prone position. In fact, the more she moved, the more she was overcome with the fear that her neck would break. Nevertheless, it was so painful that Na-kyung had to do it.
"Haa, haa..."
"Suffering? It must be hard not being able to breathe properly. Right?"
"Yes, yes... It's too, too painful, Teacher."
"But you said it feels good. Suffering is good. Isn't that right, Jenny?"
"Sniff..."
Nan asked again. Na-kyung groaned. A reality she didn't want to admit. To be excited while being strangled, just how hopeless of a pervert was she?
But Na-kyung couldn't deny it. It wasn't just because she was afraid of Nan's violence. It was her body's reaction. The sensation of her lower abdomen heating up in the lack of oxygen was all too clear.
"Not yet. Try to serve me a little better, Jenny."
"Yes, yes. Teacher..."
Nan poked Na-kyung's forehead and commanded.
Haa. Na-kyung let out a faint sigh. Since when? It wasn't awkward to be ordered around by a college junior who was several years younger, or to follow those orders to the letter. Nan was strangely skilled at manipulating people.
Or perhaps Na-kyung had become accustomed to receiving orders and obeying them.
That was the essential mindset for a prostitute. During the time she sold for money, her body was not her own. It was a completely different mindset from how Na-kyung had treated her subordinates as a CEO and boss. The distinction between work and personal life was extremely vague.
While being in charge of Nan and Mae, the sisters' exclusive mark, Na-kyung was realizing that fact anew.
"Hmm... Ugh, haa..."
Nan's hot breath. Again, vaginal fluid flowed out.
While struggling to move her tongue, Na-kyung's patience was slowly reaching its limit. Her crotch was too itchy, and her sensitive erogenous zones craved direct stimulation.
"Gasp, sniff-"
Heavy breathing, a face colored blue and red. Nan didn't give Na-kyung a moment to rest.
Ah, this.
While struggling and unsightly sucking on Nan's thing, Na-kyung suddenly felt the sensation of her breasts being crushed against the floor. What she wanted most was to shove her fingers into her pussy, but it was impossible in the prone position.
"Haa..."
Wiggling her large buttocks, rubbing her thighs together, she rubbed her breasts against the blanket.
"If you don't have teeth, use your gums." That saying was perfect. Na-kyung clumsily comforted herself while watching Nan's reaction. Nan was completely intoxicated by Na-kyung's diligent tongue movements. She arched her back and let out heavy moans.
"Ah, ah..."
"Paha."
A gush of vaginal fluid. The pain of being strangled.
This... this is too unfair. Na-kyung thought to herself. It felt good and bad at the same time. It was unpleasant, but she felt a clumsy orgasm.
It was the first time she had been strangled, but now Na-kyung's complaint wasn't the lack of breath, but her arms not being able to move properly because of her position.
How long had that time passed?
"Heh, ugh..."
"Hmm..."
Nan let out a deep sigh.
In an instant, her legs tightened. Na-kyung couldn't help but groan painfully. Her face turned pale. Nan's climax, and the strangulation that intensified in proportion. Forgetting the lewd self-pleasuring of rubbing her thighs and breasts against the blanket, Na-kyung had to writhe like an animal while groaning.
"Ugh... Augh...!"
"Good job, Jenny."
Unlike Na-kyung, who was struggling as if she was about to faint, Nan was calm.
Nan, who had unknowingly tightened her legs strongly at the moment of climax, soon loosened her legs slightly as if considering Na-kyung. Only then could Na-kyung gasp and breathe properly.
"Not such a bad expression, huh?"
"Haa, haa..."
Only then did Nan release Na-kyung's neck completely, as if satisfied.
"Pfft... Jenny, your face is really funny. You're drooling and everything. What are you, a kid?"
"I'm, I'm sorry."
Na-kyung belatedly wiped around her lips with the back of her hand. In fact, it wasn't just drool that was the problem. Secretions were flowing from her eyes, nose, and mouth, all over her face. She had been strangled so severely that it couldn't be helped.
It was close to a physiological phenomenon, but Na-kyung's face turned red to her ears from terrible embarrassment and shame. It seemed like it had been a long time since she had shown such a foolish face.
"Jenny. Sit down and spread your legs."
"Yes, Teacher."
Nan continued, beckoning with her finger.
Ah, before that, get some tissues and wipe it off. With her sister gone, Nan made Na-kyung do even trivial things. Na-kyung was still dizzy, but she was not given a choice.
She quickly took out a tissue and presented it. This time, Nan gestured silently. She wanted her to wipe it. Na-kyung knelt down as politely as possible and wiped between Nan's legs.
"Spread them, quickly."
"Yes..."
She could clearly imagine the sight that Nan would see. Na-kyung had no choice but to sit with her legs spread.
They were both showing each other their pussies, so why was it so shameful? Between her spread thighs, Na-kyung's pussy, which had not been properly satisfied, was soaked.
"Pfft..."
Nan laughed again. Na-kyung's head fell down. She had been caught red-handed, her pussy soaked while being strangled-
"Jenny. There should be an eggplant in the refrigerator. Crawl on all fours and bring it here with your mouth."
"Ah... Yes, Teacher."
Na-kyung's eyes lit up when she heard the word "eggplant."
Anyone who wasn't an idiot would know what Nan was intending. Before this capricious girl changed her mind, Na-kyung quickly crawled towards the refrigerator. She consciously remembered to lift her buttocks high and wiggle them to please Nan. Just like a real bitch.
She barely managed to open the refrigerator's tightly closed door by pushing it with her head. Watching Na-kyung's foolish figure, groaning like a dog that couldn't use its hands, Nan laughed out loud again.
Ah, here it is. At least it wasn't difficult to find the eggplant in the refrigerator.
She bit the eggplant with her mouth... it was thicker than she thought. Na-kyung hadn't really liked eggplant even when she was in Korea. Saliva dripped down while she was crawling like a dog with it in her mouth. Whether it was simply because she was holding something thick in her mouth, or because of some lewd expectation, she didn't know herself.
"Good job, Jenny. You have enough of a bitch's temperament?"
When Na-kyung crawled on all fours with the eggplant in her mouth and placed it on the floor, Nan praised her with a satisfied expression.
"Now... in that position, Jenny, you're going to stick it in your pussy. But, there's a condition."
"A condition...?"
Na-kyung swallowed hard.
She wanted to stick that thing in her pussy as soon as possible - she had long since abandoned all pretense and pride. Her pussy was unbearably itchy. Nan had enjoyed herself with her tongue, so now it was her turn, that thought dominated Na-kyung's mind.
A condition? What condition? Na-kyung couldn't hide her impatience, but Nan was full of composure.
"Yeah. It's no fun just masturbating."
"Sniff...!"
As she said that, Nan was already pushing the thick eggplant into Na-kyung's pussy, who had already taken the position.
Between Na-kyung's legs, which were spread in an M shape with her large buttocks stuck to the floor, the eggplant went into her secret hole. It was a prostitute's pussy that was already soaked and sufficiently relaxed, and had accepted countless men's dicks. It accepted the eggplant without any difficulty.
"Agh... Ah, ah..."
"Jenny. Does it hurt? The eggplant is much bigger and thicker than I thought..."
"Sniff, ugh, haa... Ah, it doesn't hurt."
Anyone could tell from her reaction that Na-kyung wasn't hurting at all. Nevertheless, Nan made a point of checking one more time. Na-kyung nodded honestly and replied. Because it really didn't hurt at all. The curves and heavy presence of the eggplant filling her vagina were chillingly good.
"Ah, ah..."
"It's flooding..."
Nan whispered, looking at Na-kyung's light brown pussy flesh, which was throbbing with the eggplant tightly in place.
Ah... this is really good. Na-kyung's pelvis trembled non-stop. The intruder she had been so desperate for. She was so glad. Even more so because the eggplant was much bigger than most male genitals.
Nan held the end of the eggplant and gently turned it. The surface of the eggplant was rough. As the edible thing, whether it was a vegetable or a fruit, scratched the hot, aroused wrinkles in her vagina, Na-kyung soon felt a dizzying pleasure and trembled her thighs.
"Aah... Haa..."
Na-kyung's moans intensified. Nan allowed Na-kyung to enjoy herself for a while. Of course, not for a very long time.
"Agh..."
"Jenny! Snap out of it. I said there was a condition."
Counterclockwise. The eggplant that had been roaming inside Na-kyung's pussy suddenly retreated. Nan had done it on purpose. Na-kyung groaned involuntarily in disappointment.
"Ah ah... A condition?"
"Yeah. I can't keep sticking it in your pussy forever. Here, grab it yourself."
"Yes, yes."
For Na-kyung, it was something to welcome. She grabbed the spot where Nan had taken her hand away. With the last bit of reason she had left, she refrained from sticking it in her pussy herself without permission.
"The condition is simple. You have to break this eggplant before you climax."
Na-kyung had vaguely expected a simple condition like "endure without going for a certain amount of time." For a moment, she doubted her ears. What did she just say?
"Yes...?"
"I said break the eggplant. Of course, you can only use one hand. You have to break the eggplant by putting strength in your pussy."
"Ah..."
"Why? Does it seem impossible? Should we quit?"
"Ah, no!"
At Na-kyung's hesitant reaction, Nan tilted her head and asked. Na-kyung quickly shook her head. Now that she was so aroused, she had no choice.
"Good. Then start."
"..Yes, Teacher."
Nothing is ever easy.
Na-kyung couldn't hide her trembling eyes as she looked down at the eggplant that protruded from between her legs. The thickness and length were more than satisfactory. It would be an advantage if she was simply using it as a dildo, but now that wasn't necessarily the case. Na-kyung could easily guess what Nan wanted, the intentions of that mischievous girl.
"Ugh... Haa..."
Na-kyung's right hand, holding the end of the eggplant, was full of strength.
Could she really break the eggplant without using both hands? It was true that she felt afraid. Na-kyung watched Nan's reaction and first turned the eggplant this way and that.
"Hmm... Haa, ah..."
Nan was sadistic and violent, but she wasn't a completely callous person. As Na-kyung expected, Nan, who was satisfied enough with her tongue service, didn't urge Na-kyung right away.
Yeah. A little, just a little more...
"Sniff... Haa..."
The eggplant was a better masturbation tool than she had imagined.
Her legs, spread in an M shape, trembled. Her buttocks, stuck to the floor, convulsed non-stop. Na-kyung had started insertion masturbation using the eggplant. She had said that she only had to break it 'before climaxing', so it would be okay to enjoy it a little now.
"You look like you're feeling really good. Ah, Sister. Are you awake?"
"How can I sleep when it's so noisy..."
Na-kyung, who was panting from the pleasure of insertion, suddenly raised her head at Nan's words.
Mae, who had been trying to sleep with earplugs, was now leaning against the bed and watching Na-kyung.
"Ah, ah..."
Mae's half-open eyes, her gaze. It was too embarrassing. It was Nan who had virtually forced all of this, and Mae had nothing to do with it. Because Mae was kind and often defended Na-kyung, Na-kyung had to feel a new sense of shame as if she had been stripped naked while receiving her sister's gaze.
"Haa... Haa..."
Even so, she couldn't stop.
Na-kyung's wide pelvis heaved. Her hand was constantly gripping the eggplant tightly and moving it back and forth. The squelching sound of the eggplant going in and out of her pussy. The vaginal fluid that flowed down her butt crack soiled the blanket.
"Really... amazing. It's the first time I've seen such a slutty prostitute."
It wasn't Nan who changed to speaking in Korean, but Mae. Mae whispered to her sister while staring intently at Na-kyung's lewd masturbation. It wasn't a very loud voice, but it was enough for Na-kyung, who was nearby and immersed in masturbation, to hear.
"What did I tell you!"
"Yeah. I think you're right. She's a really born whore. Even if she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth in Korea instead of Vietnam, it wouldn't have been much different."
Mae's assessment of Na-kyung was, coincidentally, accurately piercing the hidden truth.