A Heroine Who Can Never Be Abandoned

123 – Dongmin Lee (58)

Dongmin Lee (58)

The whole stockpile is gone.

Is there anything more desperate for a writer?

Nevertheless, I have to keep writing.

The management had no way of knowing that the contents of the 『Journal』 Would change, and there was no way they would believe it.

They do their job.

As a writer, I have to send my stockpile.

I have to write even though I know that as soon as I write, it will become a piece of toilet paper that contradicts what has been said.

The absurd plays such as Beckett’s 『Waiting for Godot』, Which I learned at school, also came to mind and became futile.

What am I waiting for?

Is there an ending to this story?

“…Then I’ll send it to you as soon as I write it.”

The decision was to send one piece at a time.

PD Yoo may be annoying, but at least to prove that I wrote ‘properly’, I have no choice but to send one episode each time and get it confirmed.

Then PD-sama will notice something strange.

If you look at the post you confirmed after some time has passed, you will find out that it is not probable.

You will be the witness to that contradiction.

The notice of serialization resumption has already been posted.

I had to rewrite it right away because of it.

The contents of 『Journal』, Which changed from misfortune to luck, became an ‘update’ in my head, albeit vaguely.

First of all, I remembered the rough plot, perhaps because of the ‘setting’ that I wrote this as a writer.

I was able to rewrite it according to that.

The bigger problem lies elsewhere.

My older sister, who came back from an outing to find a bigger house for us to live in, kept sending me her autograph.

“Chew, wow, wow…”

Her fellatio skills are more advanced.

My sister got under the table I was working on and she slipped my pants off, buried her face between her crotches and gave me a seductive look.

I hate it, but my stuff reacted to it.

Her snake-like tongue touched the engorged glans.

“Huh, nu, sis…”

When I tried to type, she sucked in there with great force, and I clenched her fist.

Only strange characters were entered on the screen.

In the end, I had no choice but to close my eyes and wait patiently for my sister to extract the semen from me.

Ida Mi’s tongue felt colder than her body temperature, and she did it with a bite of ice at times.

“Huh…”

After I ejaculated in her mouth, I felt remorse and guilt that seemed like I was going to die again.

If I took it off once, my whole body became languid.

When I lay down on the bed thinking that I should rest for 10 minutes, my sister persistently lay down next to me, brushed her breasts, touched her cheeks, and licked the nape of her neck.

It was basic to have a kiss mark engraved on it.

Since I don’t go out or meet people, there was no reason to cover up, but my sister’s obsession with me and her possessiveness grew stronger.

Jjoooook.

Then, even though I didn’t like my stuff, I got an erection again, and my sister smiled and got on top of it.

“Haaa…”

My sister sucked on my lips with her eyes glazed over, and saliva ran for a long time between us brother and sister.

I felt like I was becoming an idiot.

I didn’t have the energy to write after all that.

Still, I think I have to write one episode a day somehow, so I manage to write one when my sister isn’t around.

But it gets deleted soon.

The contents were often absurd.

There were a lot of typos, and there were frequent errors in the setting, to the point where it would be fitting to say that it was written without the brain.

I couldn’t let the reader read this.

Of course I rejected my sister.

Her first time, she was seduced by her every time, and she had a relationship with her as if she was in desperation with nowhere to run.

But there was an incident that shocked me.

One morning.

Sitting at her kitchen table, while her older sister was eating rice cake soup and japchae, she was wearing looser clothes than usual and saw that her chest was hollow, and the bottom reacted.

At that time, I was alert.

No, to be honest, I was scared.

I want you as much as you want me.

That’s how it turned out.

My sister’s breasts seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

… It swayed so enchantingly that it was not lacking compared to Kang Hae-rin’s.

My sister read my eyes like a ghost.

… I ended up doing it right at the table.

#

My life in a one-room apartment gradually became hell.

It bothered me even more that it was disgusting, and that I was addicted to its decadence and pleasure.

Park Seong-kang, a categorical detective, did not come to The Studio because he respected my sister and me.

They were often seen on TV.

Detective Park Seong-gang grew thinner and darker every time he saw him, but for now, he seemed to be doing his best to investigate several murders related to the pseudo-organization in question.

There was no way to communicate with the outside world.

I was confined to the studio, and except for the occasional time when her sister went out, she was always with her skin-to-skin.

… This is how it was.

The article was not well written.

After completing and sending one episode of Gearko, a reply came back from PD Yoo a few days later.

[… Sorry. Author, strangely, the content does not fit. I checked carefully, but […]

Of course.

The 『Journal』 Was changing even at this moment.

Now I am completely frustrated.

Physical fatigue, guilt for committing immorality, and stress piled up.

The idea of completing 『Journal』 Was gradually erased.

It was like Zeno’s ‘paradox’ of the unattainable race between Achilles and the tortoise.

I asked my sister about the laptop, but every time she told me firmly.

‘You don’t have to care.’

My sister took it with her whenever she went out.

I understood that I had no choice but to know Kang Hae-rin’s movements so that I could be ‘safe’.

When I came back, my sister asked for a relationship again.

My sister became more and more skillful.

‘It looks like a monster.’

I honestly felt that way.

My sister’s place became more and more tight and slippery with each passing day, like a living, unknown creature.

Her bare skin was often cool, but on the contrary, the inside was hot like a flame, which made it more irritating.

What made her even more intolerable was that she didn’t allow her to put on her birth control device every single time.

“I don’t feel good.”

Maybe even the ‘sense’ of doing it between brother and sister has disappeared now, she said shamelessly.

Like her old lover, she threw away her condom and, without hesitation, slipped mine into her own wet vagina before she even caressed her.

“Ha ha, ha, aang, don’t we look good together?”

My sister’s waist was bobbing on top of me.

I ejaculated again.

A white fluid flowed from her vagina.

Every time my sister smiled with satisfaction.

She mostly liked riding and sitting face-to-face.

She said she liked my ‘go away’ her face.

… Such a thing was not something to be said between siblings.

My sister’s physical strength gradually improved.

Of course, the number of visits did not change, and there was even an impression that she felt extremely well, but her recovery was rapid.

On the other hand, I seemed to be getting premature ejaculation.

I didn’t recover her stamina as quickly as my sister did.

I had some kind of skill or know-how, so I somehow managed to change positions and hold on, but the more I did, the more I felt embarrassed by the situation itself.

“No.”

And finally, I spoke up.

“… Can’t you?”

My sister’s expression hardened.

It should have been like this a long time ago.

I rejected her again.

“… What are you going to do if you get pregnant? Not anymore. Sister, please. Stop now.”

“Stop it?”

“… Yes, sister, my…”

My sister held my hand.

“What if I can’t stop?”

“… No, I will never-“

My sister put me on the bed.

At one point, I thought my vision swung around, but she tripped on her foot and knocked me down.

Her tongue rubbed against the mucous membranes of my mouth.

The hands were caught by the sides of the head.

He even held my hands together with one hand.

Then he slowly took off her skirt.

“You have no right to refuse.”

She even took off my pants in an instant, and then she put the bottom of mine that hadn’t even been caressed.

Su Woo-wook.

As soon as it was inserted, I couldn’t move.

I ejaculated again as she put her strength under her several times and at the same time tensed her entire body.

“…You’ve already done enough. Dongminah.”

She smiled as she hugged me.

“I’ll even bare the baby.”

“………”

#

Surely, my sister is crazy.

I was sure of that.

It’s okay to make a hundred concessions to the relationship, but being ‘pregnant’ is crossing the line.

And she was sincere.

After being attacked by her forcefully, my sister revealed her true color and asked me for her relationship.

“At least 3 times a day.”

She spread her fingers.

“That should be enough to get pregnant.”

My sister’s eyes shone with madness.

Crazy, this woman.

For the first time, I felt scared of my older sister.

It didn’t seem like the person I knew.

FYI, those 3 times were like ‘3 sets’ in terms of exercise, so it didn’t mean 3 times ejaculation.

No matter how much food she said was good for her stamina, she couldn’t digest it as a human being.

Nevertheless, I was asked for it every time, and when I got tired and tried to run away, I was told this.

“Why are you running away? Don’t you like me?”

“… I like it, but not this way.”

I shouted.

“Now don’t pretend you weren’t.”

“……”

“Because I know better than anyone else the image of you messing around with your sister. Know?”

My sister grabbed my cheek while riding on top of me.

“You are mine. Don’t even call me sister. Honey, honey, what title do you want? Huh? Huh?”

“Let’s have a pretty baby that looks like us? Huh?”

“You’ll be happy forever, isn’t it good for you too?”

This woman is definitely dangerous.

You have to run away.

The conflict reached its climax.

The unfinished novel, the fear and guilt of being raped by my sister, and the unresolved incidents related to 『Journal』 Drove me to one place.

“…Let’s escape.”

Why didn’t I think of this?

Now as familiar as breakfast, after her relationship with her sister, she saw her off with her smile on her face.

“It’s nice to have a smiling face. Today?”

“……”

I was taken aback by my sister’s words, but I pretended not to.

“Yes, you should laugh.”

“It looks good.”

She hugged me and kissed her.

It was a light kiss, but as if absorbed, her sister’s tongue began to become denser and more persistent.

“No, sister…”

“Can you say honey?”

“………”

“I think it makes little difference.”

“………”

“Yes, it is still difficult. If you gain one, you lose the other. My sister will give it to you. Now.”

My sister closed the door.

Kung.

Then the sound of a door lock was heard.

When the heavy textured door closed, the inside was enveloped in silence for a moment, but at the same time I was puzzled.

Why didn’t I think of running away?

As if possessed by something.

I reached for the handle.

Something is driving my sister crazy.

Now, my sister’s demands of me far exceeded her affection as a brother and sister.

It is already not at that level.

It was clear that some force was at work.

I unlocked the door.

Wherever is fine, let’s run away for now.

However, as the door slowly opened, what was visible through the gap was someone’s eyes.

As the auto detection sensor turns on-

My sister smirked.

“Where are you going?”