Chapter 251 – 251

I thought my youngest, who was depressed because he was being punished, would like it if I had sex with him.

‘Even if my mom and older sisters say I’m not allowed to have sex, I have to secretly visit my youngest and give her the sex she likes to the fullest. Hehe.’

I don’t know why, but my youngest sister, who was being punished for being treated like livestock, was given a blowjob, kissed on the mouth her and fed semen, or forced to fuck her from behind …, Well, it sucks.

‘… Well, if my mom and sisters say something, I should say that I am also punishing them with sex. Would it be okay to say that they are treated as sex slaves? Ah, it sucks to think about it. It’s not a joke or a concept, it’s really about punishing the youngest child sexually.’

The youngest child probably had a meal time limit, so when the fourth child approached the youngest child and urged her, she quickly ate the food in the dog bowl like a dog and disappeared somewhere.

The fourth followed behind, grinning sinisterly, and then returned to the restaurant.

I looked at my youngest child with pity, and when my mother fawned over me and showed affection to me, she caught my attention and I looked at her mother.

As my pretty, sexy, and cute mother stood next to her, showing off her charms, my feelings of pity for her youngest sister quickly disappeared from my mind.

My mom, who was sitting next to me, was now leaking her cum her from her pussy her and her her ass her hole her her.

It wasn’t something that could be hidden with thin, see-through negligee underwear.

‘Mommy killed her anal hole too.’

Ah… Just thinking about it makes me want to fuck you again…

As we continued to fuck her mom until we had breakfast together, I naturally got curious to see what her mom’s ass hole was like, so I tried fucking her and it was amazing.

While watching my sisters, I slipped one of her hands her out her and held her mother’s soft buttocks her her in her her other hand her her her her.

“… Ang♡”

My mother made an obscene sound, and thanks to that, the eyes of my older sisters and fourth child were focused on us.

You’ve all seen that I squeezed her mom’s ass.

“… At a meal, both of you should do it in moderation.”

The eldest sister said, chewing her food as if she was upset about something.

However, the older sister also seemed to be a little too excited as she secretly saw that her entire body, including her face, ears, and neck, was red.

Wasn’t it like this originally?

Or did everyone pretend to be angry at me and hide their bitchy appearance?

The second older sister also gently lifted her horn-rimmed glasses, frowned, and turned her gaze to her smartphone.

In the past, she asked about economic news or economic-related portfolios while eating. She tended to look at the same things often, and it seems like that habit still persists.

The fourth one sometimes seemed to be watching me and watching something her with her her phone her her…, What are you monitoring?

When she was caught off guard, she moved her body and looked at the screen of her phone, and she was watching her youngest sister disappear from this spot.

“… What? This? Why are you watching the youngest?”

“… Oh! Eh…”

“No, fuck. What is this? Are you trying to tie the youngest up and torture him?”

Why is the youngest child tied to a chair in a prison-like place?

Moreover, doesn’t the sight of him being forcibly tied to a chair look like he’s being tortured?

What is this?

The fourth child just disappeared from the restaurant with the youngest child, and the fourth child returned alone. Did he do this to the youngest child?

“… No, no. I didn’t do anything like torture. … Well, I’m just punishing you… ! … Oh, you don’t have to know!”

“Hey, you speak straight. Where is the youngest now?”

I grew at the fourth child, and the fourth child, with tears in his eyes, motioned to his sisters and mother for help.

“Hey! You just calm down and sit down. “Because the youngest needs to be punished.”

My eldest sister steps in and makes it difficult for me to put pressure on the fourth child.

Seeing that my second sister and mother also take the fourth’s side, it is the common wish of all the women in our family that the youngest child be punished.

“What on earth is this punishment? And why does the youngest have to be punished?”

“You don’t have to know. … And we won’t punish our youngest, who is weak, too harshly. Calm down and stay still. “I’ll release it in about a week or 10 days, so you don’t have to worry about it at all.”

My second sister answers what I say.

I think the rough nuance is that no severe punishment is given.

Considering that my youngest sister’s body is already almost completely healed, doesn’t this seem like an even harsher punishment?

“No, sister. So tell me why she is being punished and what punishment she is getting. Are you bullying me again? Uh? “Why are there so many family secrets that only I don’t know about?”

“…”

The second older sister, who was answering my questions, looked at her mother, her older sister, and the fourth child.

It seems like there is a tacit agreement in the eyes as to what level can be said.

After a moment of silence, her mother opened her mouth.

“Son? Are you okay. Mom, do you want to eat? “My son likes sucking on his nipples.”

“No, Mom. The youngest is trapped there right now…”

“Son, our youngest is well. Just… , Women are being punished for breaking promises they made to each other? My son doesn’t need to know. … It’s not that we wanted to ostracize our son, it’s just that there’s something embarrassing about the women in our family.”

“Still…”

“It’s okay from now on. From now on, there will be no lying to you. There won’t be any bullying. Understand? Now, promise. Mom, I promise. For now it’s just… , Mom, shall we suck it? Huh?”

“…”

“I just saw the youngest one do it… , They just lock him up for about a week to 10 days to see if he shows signs of reflection. Does this mean the youngest also agrees? Each person had already decided on additional punishments for breaking a promise. It’s just that the youngest received it because the youngest violated it. “If my mom had violated it, she would have been punished like that.”

“… “What kind of bees are these?”

My mother roughly explained to me the punishment that would be met out to the women in our family if they became traitors.

Punishment 1) Those who break the agreement must not speak human language until they are forgiven. She is not even treated as family. Treated like livestock. I eat like a dog from a dog bowl.

Punishment 2) Anyone who violates the agreement must undergo guerilla training every day. The rest of the time, you must be tied to a chair. However, since the eldest child undergoes guerrilla training easily, the eldest child is subject to a ban on exercise.

Punishment 3) Anyone who violates the agreement will have all movable and real property owned by them seized, and the property will be used jointly by the family. Even if you are later forgiven and released from punishment, you will not be able to return any property that has already been seized.

Punishment 4) Those who break the agreement are locked in a small cell where they cannot do anything. It wakes you up every minute to prevent you from deep sleep. In cases of intentional evasion or escape from punishment, torture is inevitably added.

Punishment 5) Anyone who violates the agreement is prohibited from interacting with any cultural media. I can’t use the internet, watch TV, read, or anything else. All academic research, religious activities, and artistic activities are prohibited.

From 1 to 5.

It was clearly visible who made what bee.

My mother, who values ​​​​​​diplomatic relations and communication, would have made number 1, and my older sister, who values ​​​​​​helplessness or physical and training pain, would have made number 2.

Number 3 was made by the second oldest sister who valued money the most, Number 4 was made by the fourth child who clearly likes intelligence agencies and counterintelligence films as it is vicious, and Number 5 was made by the youngest.

‘It seems like everyone has chosen what they think is the most terrible punishment… ?’

“… I understand everything else, but isn’t the last item in number 4 a bit harsh? “Not getting enough sleep is real torture.”

“I was planning on quitting after just 24 hours. Her youngest child is weak, so she is on 24 hours a day. She would have done it for 72 hours if she wasn’t… Sheesh…”

“What on earth did the youngest do?” .”

“That… , Her brother doesn’t need to know…”

The women in my family, including the fourth child, had told me roughly this much, so she was moderately satisfied and put unspoken pressure on me to keep my mouth shut.

I sighed, said I understood, and walked away… Since I found a loophole in the punishment clause, I thought I had saved something.

‘… I can go and play with the youngest.’

After breakfast, I pestered her mother and asked her where her youngest child was being held.

The mother was hesitant and did not want to tell me, but after I kept begging her and I started caring her hard and having sex with her vigorously, she set a condition and told me where the youngest child was being held.

“I am confined on the second floor of the basement, and the conditions must be strictly adhered to.”

Condition first. Do not let her youngest child escape from the room.

Condition two. What mom asks… , Listen to a request from her mother’s former co-worker friend to exorcise evil spirits.

“Okay, okay.”

I immediately got the basement key from my mom and went to visit my youngest.

The youngest was tied to her chair as I had seen earlier on her smartphone with the fourth her her her, but she couldn’t do it like this if she was going to have sex, so she untied her to the chair.

Since it’s not enough to just escape the room, this is probably okay.