ログイン"Y-You wretch! You subhuman monster...!"The Elder Matriarch's eyes rolled back wildly as if possessed by a ghost.Raising a trembling finger to point at In-young, she abruptly issued a bizarre command."L-Lift your skirt.""...Pardon?"As In-young raised her head, her mother-in-law's gaze was blazing with a grotesque voyeuristic madness that went far beyond mere rage."I said, flip up your lustrous silk skirt this instant!""If you have nothing hidden underneath, if you have a clear conscience, what reason is there that you cannot lift your skirt?!""Roll it up past your thighs this instant!"A command drenched stickily with suppressed madness and the strange dark lust of an old widow.In-young hesitated for a moment, then obediently raised her knees to confirm this old fox's truly corrupted inner thoughts.Cautiously gripping the hem of her silk skirt,She rolled it up past her knees, deep up to her thighs, slowly and demurely.With a rustling friction of silk against silk.In-young
Only after pouring three whole bowls of cold water down her throat did human reason barely return to The Elder Matriarch.‘I must kill them... I must kill them at all costs!’‘I must inform my son, Scholar Park, of the atrocious acts of those beasts. I must unleash the slaves to draw and quarter them alive, salt them, and put them to death!’‘I must punish this defilement of our house with blood, and strictly restore the laws of morality as cold as frost!’Though she shouted inwardly, that rage soon collided with the cold ice wall of reality and shattered.That she, the exalted matriarch, had witnessed her daughter-in-law flipping up her skirt, burying her face in a slave's crotch, and tasting his shaft...How could she report such a gutter-like description to her scholar son?Furthermore, the moment she reported this illicit liaison to the magistrate.The peace of the Park family would be plunged into an irreversible pit of filth.If the crime of violating the strict laws became publ
Ever since that day, the head house of the noble Park family was pulled taut with a grotesque tension.In the eyes of The Elder Matriarch, blood vessels stood out red.Her nerves frayed sharp like unraveled silk threads, turning her into a ghost chasing every sign in the house.The pristine fortress of widowhood she had built over twenty years was cracking before the dark, turbulent lust flowing between her daughter-in-law and the servant.Then, at dusk one day.A cruel sunset fell, dyeing the island sea blood-red.At an hour when the shadows twisted grotesquely across the courtyard, a massive male torso slipping out the kitchen back door caught The Elder Matriarch's eye as she passed the wooden porch toward the back garden.It was the massive servant, looking around like a wild beast as he hurried toward the outdoor privy hidden behind the bamboo grove.Less than a quarter of an hour later, a jade skirt stealthily deadened its footfalls.It seeped into the shadows of the back garden
It was broad daylight one day.On a languid day when warm sunlight filled the courtyard and the unseasonable chirping of cicadas struck the eardrums.In-young sat demurely on the wooden porch of the Inner Sanctum, sewing a silk upper garment.Sitting stiffly upright beside her, The Elder Matriarch sipped her fragrant tea, scrutinizing her daughter-in-law with a sharp, hawk-like gaze.In-young, like the cunning siren she was, had immediately noticed that over the past few days, her mother-in-law's complexion had grown dark and hollow.Her breathing frequently turned rough, and she had become highly irritable.The instinct of the SAEKGUI coiled within her saw transparently right through to the root cause of her mother-in-law's neurotic tantrums.The starvation of an old female—that was the cause.In a manner far more demure than usual, In-young lowered her voice as if coated in honey and opened her mouth."Mother... Your complexion appears extremely haggard lately.""Are you having trou
As if hunted by that corrupted delusion, The Elder Matriarch hurriedly fled into her room, pulling the thick silk blanket over her head and curling into a ball.However, peaceful sleep had distantly vanished the moment the string of her sanity was severed.When she squeezed her eyes shut, in the darkness Sam-seok's bulging crotch writhed and throbbed alive like a gigantic serpent.Even when she clamped both hands tightly over her ears, her daughter-in-law's explicit and vulgar moans screaming, "My cunt is tearing, I'm dying!" stuck stubbornly to her ears, refusing to fall away.That vulgar, depraved moan ended up echoing like a horrifying seismic wave inside her empty womb—which she had locked away firmly for twenty years—in the depths of that withered, dried-up old female.‘Cunt...!’‘How dare such a gutter-like, vulgar word burst forth from the lips of a Yangban daughter-in-law...!’The name of that obscene, wet, red flesh that she had never once uttered upon her own lips in her ent
The night on the Twin Islands, where darkness had settled, was deep and sticky.In the heavy silence where even the wind held its breath, the room in the Inner Sanctum where Scholar Park lay was boiling over with explicitly dark lust.The air inside the sealed room was suffocatingly hot like a boiling cauldron.With every breath inhaled, what pierced the lungs was the stench of corrupted flesh and the heavy scent of camellia oil.The refined scent of camellia oil helplessly melted away in the friction heat generated by flesh violently crashing against flesh.The drops of sweat dripping from the man's rough skin and the sweet moisture continuously spurting from the woman's core tangled stickily with the camellia oil.It dyed the air in the room with the suffocating scent of beasts mating."Ahhh! My Lord! My Lord, save me!""My cunt is tearing, I'm dying!""Uwaaaaah!"A desperate moan that sounded like the howling of a female in heat, or the death scream of an animal dragged to the slau







