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Jung-su couldn't hide his smile, finding my situation amusing.
"From now on, don't pretend to be human at home. Act like an animal. You don't need clothes, and only eat what's given to you. Crawl on all fours."
"Yes..."
Jung-su pointed to a dog food bowl in the corner of the living room.
"And from now on, your sleeping place will be over there. Don't enter your room carelessly since Il-ho will be using it. Treat your brother like a customer from now on."
"Yes..."
"If you understand, go get your toilet bucket."
I quickly crawled to my room, still dripping my brother's semen, and picked up the handle of a blue bucket with my mouth. It was about a quarter full, having been used a few times since being emptied two days ago. The contents sloshed and clattered as I moved.
As I approached Jung-su, he pointed to my brother standing in the middle of the room.
"Put it down in front of your brother and take a waiting position."
I placed the bucket at my brother's feet and took a waiting stance.
"Hehe, seeing you two siblings like this, you're both really messed up."
Click—
"Ah! Don't take pictures!"
My brother was startled by the camera shutter and covered his face and groin.
Jung-su ignored my brother's protest and said:
"Hye-na was too lazy, but now we've found the right person. Han-young, you have some tasks to do. Open that bucket."
My brother opened the bucket, covering his nose in disgust.
"Hehe, that's your sister's toilet. She's been using it for months."
My brother's disgusted gaze made me feel ashamed, and I closed my eyes.
"From now on, you'll be in charge of your sister's toilet management. Hye-na, explain it to him."
Hye-na sighed and stood up from the sofa, walking towards me.
"4-ho, take the toilet position."
"Yes."
I quickly turned around, bent my legs like a frog, and pushed my buttocks out towards Hye-na.
When I used to do this alone, I would remove the plugs and sit on the bucket. Now, having to do it in front of my brother, exposing my feces and urine, felt incredibly humiliating.
"Han-young oppa, listen carefully. When 4-ho wants to use the bathroom, she'll take this position in front of you. You'll hold the bucket and make sure nothing spills."
Hye-na demonstrated by tilting the bucket slightly between her legs.
"Normally, the anus and urethra are plugged. After she's done, wipe the area and put everything back in place."
Hye-na's explanation felt like she was teaching someone how to care for a new pet.
"This girl is now lower in rank than you, so you don't have to let her use the bathroom just because she asks. If she doesn't understand her place, use this to control her."
My brother nodded, seeming to understand.
Hye-na lightly slapped my buttocks and reminded me:
"4-ho, remember you're below your brother in rank. After using the bathroom, bow and thank him politely."
Snap—
"Uh... yes..."
After Hye-na returned to the sofa, I knelt beside my brother again. Jung-su pointed to the dog food bowl and said:
"See that dog food bowl over there? Make sure to feed her enough so she doesn't starve. Fill her water often. Since 4-ho used to make breakfast for you when you were younger, now it's your turn to repay her."
My brother nodded, his fists clenched.
"Okay, and finally."
Jung-su picked up a camera from beside Il-ho.
"Just film your sister getting ruined when we ask you to. You can learn about video editing and uploading from Il-ho later. That's all you need to do."
My brother didn't respond, fiddling with his chastity device.
As Jung-su waited for an answer, I looked at my brother and saw tears welling up in his eyes.
Growing up, I had to take care of my brother like a mother because our family situation wasn't good. He would always smile brightly and say he wanted to be happy with me forever.
My brother was so different from Jung-su and Il-ho, who were cold and heartless.
"Why..."
As I reminisced, my brother clenched his fists and spoke in a small, trembling voice.
"What did you say?"
"Ugh... why... why are you doing this?! Why so much?!"
Il-ho sneered in response:
"Aww, why so much? It's just fun! Ruining a life without consent is thrilling, especially when she had such potential. Did we force her? No, she likes it~ Hehe. Don't you like it, 4-ho?"
"Yes... thank you for ruining my life..."
I answered Il-ho without hesitation, and he laughed, continuing to mock me.
"See how easy it is? Just a little push, and she'll imagine her own downfall, shaking her hips and crawling. She thinks she's making her own choices, but it's all part of our plan. By the time she realizes it, she'll be beyond repair. Hahaha! Look at her, talking nonsense with that stupid face, dripping with vaginal fluid. What a pathetic life at twenty-four. Hehe."
"Hey, that's enough."
Jung-su scolded Il-ho, who was getting too excited.
'Is all of this planned? Was my first visit part of it? When did it start?'
Even if I knew it was all planned, nothing would change. But hearing Il-ho's words made me think a lot.
Meanwhile, my brother spoke up.
"It's just for this reason... this is a crime!"
"Ah, Yuhan-young. Look closely. 4-ho, stand up."
Jung-su sighed and approached me.
"Put your hands behind your back and grab your elbows. Don't let go until I tell you to."
I took the position, naturally arching my back and pushing my chest forward.
Thwack—
"Ahh!"
Jung-su slapped my chest hard with his palm.
Thwack—
Before the pain subsided, he slapped my chest again and began hitting my breasts in all directions with both hands.
Each slap made my breasts collide violently, and when hit from above or below, the piercings on my nipples felt like they were being ripped off.
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack—
I couldn't think of anything else as Jung-su's palms came at me with steady force.
No matter how much I curled up, I couldn't avoid his direct hits as long as my elbows were held back.
I dug my fingernails into my palms and kicked my legs to endure.
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack—
"Ahh-huh-huh... Ahh-uh-uh-uh!!!"
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack—
My breasts began to turn purple, and soon the entire area was a deep purple.
As I reached my limit of pain, Jung-su pulled on my nipple piercings to keep me in place.
Blood started dripping from the ends of my nipples, and I could only close my eyes, squeezing out tears and snot.
Despite the pain, my vagina tingled and leaked fluids each time I was hit, causing me to twist my thighs.
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack—
No one spoke, and the only sound in the room was the sharp slapping.
I didn't know how long I had to endure or why I was being punished. Jung-su's slapping had already gone on for over thirty minutes.
The swollen pain in my breasts felt like they were on fire, and while the stimulation was almost enough to make me climax, it was too weak, leaving me with a sense of longing.
As Jung-su continued, small droplets of blood splattered everywhere, and my fear and despair deepened.
Watching this brutal scene, my brother cried out in concern:
"Stop... stop it!!!"
