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EP.18 The Third Order Given to the Mother Who Wants to Be a Slave
"Thank you for letting me suck your cock again today, Master 🤍"
A day had passed wearing underwear soaked in my own fluids. In the morning, I quietly entered my son and master Heetae's room to wake him, and just seeing his healthy, erect cock made my submissiveness surge so much that, even though he wasn't even looking, I naturally bowed and crawled toward his cock.
'Really~ Just seeing it makes me want to submit right away. It's incredible.'
"Mm..."
"Are you awake, son?"
"Yeah."
"Uup?! 🤍"
Still half-asleep, my son unconsciously grabbed my head and pressed it down so I swallowed his cock to the root, overcome by the pleasure he felt below.
Unprepared for the sudden situation, I was startled, but the suffocating pleasure felt so good that I involuntarily started leaking and climaxed lightly.
'This really makes me feel like a real onahole 🤍🤍🤍🤍'
Far from feeling bad or displeased at being treated with such disregard for my feelings, I was filled with even more happiness and continued serving him, filling my mouth with his thick morning semen.
Gulp 🤍 gulp 🤍 gulp 🤍
"Puhah~~ 🤍 Thank you for feeding Mom your semen, son."
My cheeks puffed out from the amount of semen, and the sensation of drinking it made my body burn with desire, wanting to be penetrated, but since I couldn't yet, I felt even more desperate.
'Just one more day to wait 🤍🤍🤍🤍'
Tomorrow, I would finally complete all my son's orders and become his true sow, the day I'd be trained. I would give up everything as a mother and a woman, but since it was the day my long-held dream of being my son's sex slave would come true, I didn't feel the slightest reluctance.
"Ha~mm, did you sleep well, Mom?"
"Yeah. If you're up too, get changed and wash up~"
Hearing my son speak to me so casually, I felt proud. The ambiguous, contradictory relationship of being both mother and slave, mother and son, was revealed in his informal speech, and just hearing it made my body heat up.
In response, I softened my tone, lowering myself naturally. I had to be careful in front of my daughters, but even that was starting to feel like a kind of pleasure.
"Sniff sniff, hmm, it's starting to smell now."
Flinch.
"R-really?"
At my son's words, I reflexively shrank back and took a step away from him. Even though I was properly dressed, two days of masturbating had soaked my underwear so much that the smell seeped through.
"Come here."
"Y-yes 🤍"
I had no choice but to approach at his command, but the shame of being told I smelled made me feel humiliated, though his command was absolute.
"Sniff~ Mom, do you know you're reeking of female right now?"
"Yeah, it's embarrassing."
His degrading words aroused me, and I tried to act cute and keep a little distance, but with his hand on my chest, I couldn't escape.
"Are you turned on right now? Reeking of pussy juice like this in front of your son?"
"Hnnng 🤍🤍 Yeah!! Mom's a masochistic pervert, getting turned on by letting her son smell her pussy juice 🤍🤍"
When his hand went to my crotch and touched my soaking wet pussy, my submissiveness flared up again, and I humiliated myself in front of him.
Not even caring about the shame, my pussy got even wetter, making my already stinky panties even filthier and spreading the scent of a female in heat.
"Good, you're doing well, Mom. I'm looking forward to tomorrow~"
"🤍🤍Yeah, me too, Mom 🤍"
As if to tease, my son only played with my pussy a little and then made me lick my own juices off his hand, deepening my sense of submission.
At breakfast, as we ate as usual, Dohee gave me a strange look and sniffed the air.
"What's wrong?"
"...It's nothing."
I calmed my pounding heart and asked, and my daughter said it was nothing, but just knowing she could smell my lewd scent made me feel both shame and even wetter. My son watched as if enjoying the situation and didn't help me at all.
At work, my secretary acted normal during the daily briefing, but I noticed her checking the air freshener before leaving, realizing she had noticed my scent.
'🤍🤍Hnnng 🤍🤍 Son, you're a genius 🤍🤍'
The fact that he could make me feel such shame and humiliation without even lifting a finger only made my love for him grow, and I wished for the day to pass quickly so I could see him again.
"Whew 🤍 whew 🤍"
Finally, the morning of the day my dream would come true arrived, and I couldn't control my excitement, so I started masturbating as soon as I woke up. I hadn't heard exactly how I'd be trained as a slave, but I was ready to accept whatever he did to me, so it didn't matter.
"Haa 🤍 My pussy juice smells so strong 🤍🤍"
After masturbating and soaking my underwear in my juices, it was so saturated that the scent was obvious even if I just sat still. Anyone who came near could smell the lewd scent of a female in heat. Even yesterday, my secretary and daughter seemed to notice, but today, in this state, I was sure they'd notice immediately.
"Haaang 🤍 I'm a bitch reeking of pussy juice 🤍🤍"
For someone with masochistic tendencies like me, exposing my filth to others isn't just shameful it's arousing. The thought of people close to me seeing me as a lewd bitch brought me an unbearable, humiliating happiness, and just imagining them looking at me with disgust made me squirt into my underwear again.
"Hehe, time to get ready."
After masturbating to satisfaction, I started getting ready. Since I wouldn't be serving my son in the morning today, I finished preparing breakfast at a leisurely pace.
"...Mom?"
"Why?"
"...It's nothing..."
At breakfast, as we all sat down together, Dohee again sniffed suspiciously and looked at me. I did my best to pretend I didn't notice, but just knowing my daughter could smell my lewd scent made me even more aroused, soaking my panties again.
My son smiled slyly at me, clearly enjoying the situation, and knowing I was pleasing him only deepened my submission as I looked forward to what was to come and headed to work.
"President, um..."
"What's wrong, Secretary?"
"N-no, it's nothing."
My secretary, too, seemed to notice but was too cautious to say anything directly.
'Hehehe 🤍 Haa 🤍 It's been so long since I felt this kind of shame 🤍'
In my younger days, I sometimes took off my underwear or masturbated at work to relieve my urges, but now, just sitting still and feeling this kind of shame made me respect my son even more.
Ding.
Finish early today and come to XX Motel, Room 301.
"...I'll move all my appointments up a bit today."
"Yes, President."
Without hesitation, I adjusted my schedule at my son's text, not caring about my own affairs, and worked nonstop to finish two hours early.
"Haa haa haa"
As soon as I finished work, I hurried to the motel my son mentioned. He was lying on the bed, watching TV as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Today was the day I would truly be trained as a sow, but my son acted as if it was nothing, which only made me feel more miserable.
"You're here?"
"Yes 🤍"
My son was lying there, cock erect, confidently watching porn. Any normal mother would scold and nag, but now, as my master, whatever he did was natural, and just seeing his cock made me lose my senses.
"Let's get started."
While spending time at the motel, I reviewed how I would train Mom.
"Hmm... this motel really is old."
I deliberately chose an old motel. For someone like Mom, staying at a five-star hotel would be nothing, but she'd probably never been to a rundown motel like this.
No one would ever imagine that such a great woman would fall to the level of a sow in a shabby, rundown motel.
To welcome Mom, I set up a tripod and phone for filming, and spent the remaining time naked, watching porn. Less than an hour later, Mom arrived.
Seeing her out of breath from rushing, I confidently showed her my erect cock and spoke, and she, aroused, smiled lewdly and began slowly undressing, looking forward to the future.
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