Chapter 52: One Year
While Moonbyul was engrossed in masturbating in her room, calling out Taeyang’s name...
"Tsk."
Taeyang stuffed the saliva and vaginal fluid-soaked blanket into the washing machine and brought out a new one. Doing laundry frequently isn’t bad, but constantly having to change the blanket was becoming a hassle.
He poured in the detergent and started the washing machine. Meanwhile, Moonbyul’s masturbation sounds echoed throughout the room where the washing machine was. Thank goodness the apartment had good soundproofing.
"Ah! Oppa! Oppa! Please punish Moonbyul!"
The sounds grew louder, almost drowning out the noise of the washing machine. She had left the door wide open, blatantly trying to seduce him, but Taeyang maintained his boundaries.
It wasn’t about familial bonds or moral concerns.
He knew exactly what spanking meant. Rather, his reasons were more practical.
Taeyang knew that touching Moonbyul now would bring him no benefit. He always maintained an absolute upper hand in his relationships with women.
Right now, his relationship with Moonbyul might seem like he was in control, but the difference was minimal. Even if Moonbyul had masochistic tendencies, she was clearly trying to gain the upper hand in their relationship.
So, Taeyang planned to maintain this ambiguous relationship until Moonbyul completely submitted to him.
"Hmm."
He returned to his room, made the bed with the new blanket, and lay down. Moonbyul’s moans gradually faded until they stopped completely.
A few hours must have passed. Taeyang, who had been fiddling with his phone, scratched the back of his head.
"She doesn’t listen to a word I say."
He got up from the bed, irritated, and left the room. Today alone, Moonbyul had been spanked over fifty times. Her buttocks couldn’t possibly be okay.
He had told her to apply ointment every time she got spanked, but she had probably just masturbated and fallen asleep again. He took the first aid kit from the kitchen cabinet and opened the case. As expected, she hadn’t touched it.
Taeyang took the ointment for bruises and entered Moonbyul’s room, which was still wide open. She was fast asleep.
"Phew..."
Taeyang let out a short sigh. She looked so innocent when she slept. Why did she have to grow up like this? How much pain was she in to sleep like this, naked from the waist down?
He looked at her bruised buttocks and sighed again.
He needed to change the way he disciplined her. Taeyang carefully sat on the edge of the bed.
He opened the ointment and squeezed some onto his index finger. He had told her to use it every time she got spanked, but she never listened.
"At least she sleeps naked."
He often snuck in at night to apply the ointment for her. She would wake up the next day, happy that her bruises had healed quickly.
Of course, it was easier for him not to apply the ointment, but seeing his sister struggle to sit comfortably made him feel guilty.
He spread the ointment gently with his index and middle fingers. He tried to be as gentle as possible, but sometimes his fingers would inevitably touch her skin. Each time, Moonbyul’s body reacted.
"Ugh... Hnn..."
Her buttocks twitched and trembled.
Between her slightly parted buttocks, he could see her pink anus and vagina, but he ignored them to avoid waking her up.
"Uuh... Oppa... Huh..."
After applying the ointment to all her bruises, Taeyang carefully pulled up her panties.
"Talking in her sleep..."
Taeyang quietly closed the door and left. Back in the silent room, Moonbyul, still with her eyes closed, murmured softly.
"...Touch me more..."
Of course, her voice didn’t reach Taeyang and faded into the darkness.
*
Back in his room, Taeyang lay down on the bed, and his phone rang loudly. Seeing the name on the screen, he let out a silly laugh.
-Choi Ah-hyun♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥-
The hearts at the end kept multiplying until they reached the storage limit. Even if he deleted them, they would reappear the next day. It was impressive.
She had been away with her family in the countryside for the weekend, so they hadn’t seen each other for two days. Finally, she was back. He pressed the call button and answered casually.
"Hello."
[I miss you.]
Straight to the point, as always. Taeyang smiled faintly and asked,
"How was the countryside? Did you have a good trip?"
[Yeah. I just got home.]
The signal in the countryside was so bad that they hadn’t been able to talk for two days.
Given that they had never gone two days without talking, even in emergencies, Taeyang could imagine how desperate Ah-hyun must be feeling.
"So, what do you want to do about it?"
But Taeyang couldn’t resist teasing her a bit.
[Bite, lick, suck. Penetrate. Just everything. Ah...]
She let out a hot moan.
[Hearing Taeyang’s voice after so long feels so good...]
Suddenly, her voice grew distant, replaced by strange sounds coming through the phone.
[Huh, Taeyang... Squish- Squelch- I miss you... Squish- Squelch-]
Masturbating while on the phone, she must be incredibly aroused.
Her voice returned, mixed with the sounds of moisture and moans.
[I saw you last on Friday after school... Ah, how am I supposed to wait until Monday...]
"But we’ll see each other tomorrow morning. It’s less than 6 hours away."
Taeyang glanced at the clock and said.
It was a perfectly logical reason, but for Ah-hyun, not seeing Taeyang for two days was unbearable.
[No... I... can’t wait... Ah...!]
Her desperation was palpable. If he kept refusing and hung up, she might even come to his house.
Taeyang shook his head as if he had no choice.
"Never mind. Just keep doing what you’re doing."
[Does that mean you’ll see me?]
"Depends on how well you do."
As soon as he said that, intense moans echoed through the phone.
Squelch, squelch, squelch-
[Ah, ah... Ah. It feels so good. Ah, Taeyang! Ahh]
Unlike before, her movements were now rough and focused solely on pleasure. She wanted to see Taeyang quickly and didn’t want to waste time masturbating.
[Ugh...! Ah... It’s still not enough.]
A brief climax, followed by a deep sigh. She clearly felt no satisfaction.
"Good job."
Hearing Taeyang’s praise, Ah-hyun asked hopefully,
[Should I come out now?]
Her voice was even more excited than when she was masturbating.
"No."
[Ah...]
Ah-hyun let out a disappointed sigh, but she didn’t show any more emotion. She knew that if she begged Taeyang, she would only end up more miserable.
In truth, Taeyang had already decided to see her. He was just teasing her because he found her reactions cute.
He added,
"Now, take a picture and send it to me."
[Uh, okay.]
The call ended, and within 10 seconds, his phone vibrated with messages. She sent multiple photos without being asked.
Each photo was incredibly lewd and desperate.
A photo of her spreading her vagina wide open.
A photo of her sucking her own nipple.
A photo of her on all fours, spreading her vagina and anus with both hands.
There were a few more, but she made no effort to hide her face or personal details.
"She must be really desperate."
Taeyang called her back, knowing she was probably anxiously waiting by her phone. She answered immediately.
[Uh, how was it?]
Her breathing was heavy and excited.
"Good job."
[So, does that mean...?]
Taeyang put the phone between his shoulder and cheek and opened his closet.
"Meet me at the apartment playground at 2 AM. You know the place."
[Okay.]
"Wait. Don’t just come out like that..."
Since they were meeting outside so late, Taeyang had a special plan in mind, something they had never done before.
"...Do you think you can do it?"
"Uh, ah..."
Ah-hyun stammered, taken aback by Taeyang’s suggestion. It was a more intense and dangerous proposal than anything they had done before. But her desire had long since overcome any sense of shame.
[...Yes.]
She was already imagining what was to come, her voice trembling with anticipation.
