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🕑 Added 2025-04-01 00:22:24 +0000 UTCEP.20: Conversation
The pers0n who called me was my sister.
"Hello?"
"Hey, sis. When will your friend leave? I'm hungry. Should I eat outside and come in?"
"No, they left because something came up. You can come home now. I've prepared dinner."
"Alright. I'll be right there."
"Okay..."
After a brief conversation with my sister, I opened my closet and, after much deliberation, chose a thin t-shirt and dolphin shorts.
These were among the few clothes left that I could wear comfortably at home.
When I put them on and looked in the mirror, my tightly bound nipples were still erect and visible through the shirt, with a reddish tint.
When I slightly spread my legs, the shorts clung to my body, clearly showing the vaginal cleft.
The thought of my sister seeing me like this made me anxious yet excited.
As I moved my arms, the tight shirt kept rubbing against my nipples, causing me to flinch several times.
I busied myself preparing dinner before my sister arrived.
As I was finishing up the kimchi stew, I heard the sound of the front door opening, and my sister came in.
I was sitting at the table for a m0ment, then got up to greet her.
"I'm here~"
When our eyes met, my sister looked at me with a surprised expression.
I avoided her gaze and said, "Dinner is ready. Wash your hands and come."
"Okay..."
I sat back down at the table, waiting for my sister, and glanced at my clothes.
The shirt had become damp from cooking, and my skin was visible under the lighting.
Thinking about my sister seeing me in this revealing outfit made my body warm up.
My sister came out and sat in front of me.
"It looks delicious! I'll eat well~"
"Good."
As we ate, I felt my sister's overt gaze on me.
"Sis."
"What?"
I was startled by her call, aware of her gaze.
"What happened yesterday?"
"Uh, nothing. I just had a lot of fun and got really tired."
I replied calmly, but my sister's gaze was fixed on my nipples.
I naturally covered my chest with one arm.
"What's going on with... that?"
My heart pounded at her question.
"Huh? Where?"
"Sis, why are your nipples erect like that? They weren't usually that color."
"Uh... don't mind it. It's nothing..."
"How can I not worry? I didn't notice the rope marks on your arms either."
I lost my words and bowed my head.
"Sis, surely not...?"
My sister suddenly got up from the table and approached me, trying to undress me.
I tried to escape to my room, but we ended up wrestling.
"Why are you doing this?! Don't!"
"You like being forced, don't you? You're wearing see-through clothes and teasing me!"
"No! I don't like this! Ahhh... stop it!!"
I sIapped my sister's cheek.
She stopped, looking stunned.
I sat down, holding my chest with both arms as the pain from my nipples overwhelmed me, and I cried.
"Ahh... please stop... please... I don't like it!!"
My sister, still paused, then grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and pulled it off in one swift motion.
My nipples were rubbed hard as the shirt was torn off.
My sister climbed on top of me, forcing my arms up over my head.
"What's this?"
She examined my body, which was covered in bruises, with a serious expression.
I couldn't say anything and looked away.
When my sister touched my nipples with her fingers, I felt pain.
"Ahh... it hurts..."
"You're really foolish, sis! How did it get this bad?"
My sister observed my nipples more closely.
As she moved her fingers, I trembled with pain.
My sister got up and fetched a cutter, saying, "Stay still. I'll try to be gentle."
"Huh?"
"It seems to be tied with thread, which has dug into your skin. I think cutting it might be better."
"No... don't... ahh..."
"Do you really want me to cut off your nipples? Stay still!"
I struggled, worried about being scolded.
My sister pinned me down and carefully cut away the thread.
After a while, both nipples were freed.
The pain from the constriction was gone, though my nipples still throbbed as blood flowed back.
My sister showed me the thread with a bit of blood on it and said, "I didn't think it would be this bad. If it had been any worse, I might have had to cut off your nipples. You're crazy!"
"... I was told not to untie it..."
"You said I shouldn't find out about those dangerous people!!"
"... Sorry..."
"Was the friend who came home today one of them?"
"No! Not today..."
I put my t-shirt back on and sat down with my sister to continue talking.
Although I couldn't reveal everything, it felt relieving to share some of it.
"Sis, I hope you never meet those people again."
"Okay... I'll go talk to them tomorrow."
"Do you have to go?"
"Yeah... I'll resolve it properly."
"Okay... got it..."
"I'll go rest now."
As the atmosphere became awkward, I got up and went to my room, leaving my sister behind.
I locked the door and immediately removed my clothes.
When I took off my pants, the area around my vagina was wet and discolored from the thread.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm down.
When I opened my eyes, I noticed the savings account book on the floor.
I picked it up and sat at my desk.
After the pain from my nipples was relieved and I talked with my sister, many thoughts came to mind.
It seemed absurd to use the money I had saved since childhood for the entertainment of younger friends.
For some reas0n, I couldn't think clearly around Jung-su, Il-ho, and Hye-na.
Even today, at my own home, I couldn't defy Hye-na.
I had been foolishly exploited without saying a word.
Now that my sister knew the situation, I thought it was best to avoid those people.
I decided to go and settle things the next day, even if they threatened me with videos.
I simulated how I would talk to them until I fell asleep.
The Next Day, 9 AM
I woke up feeling refreshed, having slept naked on the floor with a blanket.
As I got dressed and came out, my sister was preparing to leave.
"Hey, sis. I'm going out."
"Okay, take care."
"Take care too..."
After yesterday, our relationship seemed to have returned to normal, and I felt a bit relieved.
After my sister left, I called Jung-su.
"Hello?"
"Huh... why?"
Jung-su answered in a husky voice, seemingly having just woken up.
"Can I come over now? I need to talk about something..."
"Come over."
I intended to speak firmly, but Jung-su's voice made me use polite language instead.
Jung-su seemed uninterested and hung up quickly.
I started getting ready to leave.
I didn't dare remove the plug still inserted in my anus and opened my closet to choose an outfit.
After some deliberation, I put on a white t-shirt and a thin cardigan.
Even with the cardigan, my breasts were still visible, but it was the best I could do.
I wore hot pants that exposed my white thighs without underwear, which made my abdomen flutter with anxiety.
When I arrived at Jung-su's hideout, my heart was racing wildly.
I had been debating whether to wear clothes or not since the night before.
To resolve things decisively, I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.
Ding-dong.
Jung-su opened the door shortly after.
His sharp gaze made me shrink back.
The words I had prepared disappeared from my mind.
"What is it?"
"That... um..."
I couldn't muster the courage to speak in front of Jung-su.
It seemed like I would be scolded again for not understanding my place.
"Quickly, what is it?"
"Uh... I want to stop this... my sister already knows... and..."
"Hmm... okay."
Jung-su scowled and closed the door.
I stood there, staring at the closed door.
"... Is it over? Like this? What about the videos?"
The door opened again, and Jung-su dropped a suitcase in front of me.
"Take this and leave."
I was about to say something, but the door closed before I could.
The suitcase looked like the one Hye-na had brought the day before.
The end felt so anticlimactic, mocking all my previous worries.
As I carried the suitcase back home, I felt both relief and a sense of loss.
