Isn't Continuous Orgasm Hell a Bit Too Early?
"Our lovely son~ Did you wait long? Mommy's here now~♥"
The son-obsessed mother went straight to find her boy the moment she got home from work. Naturally, she skipped any mention of her daughter.
Hyeonju shot a glare at her mom stepping through the front door, looking utterly fed up, but she didn't say a word beyond that. She was somewhat used to the blatant favoritism by now—and more than that, she understood her mother's feelings all too well. Hell, if she were in her shoes, she'd prioritize the son who always stuffed her full of cock over the daughter who didn't, too. Plus, ever since that recent mother-daughter threesome play, Mom had started paying a little more attention to Hyeonju—not quite as much as to Oppa, but enough to ease her resentment somewhat.
"Oh, Mom. Come on in. You're a bit late today, huh?"
"Yeah, sorry, my sweet boy. You know how the company's been going through some big changes lately, right? Trying to keep up has buried me in work. Even I have to pull long hours now. I wanted to rush home thinking of you, but I've got this high position to uphold—I can't just shirk my responsibilities, can I? So..."
"Nah, it's fine. I don't mind at all. If anything, I'm looking forward to watching your company crumble into what. Don't worry about me—just keep grinding away."
"Hehe, I'll work hard so you get a real shock when you visit next time?"
Yu-ran said that and planted a smacking kiss on her son's cheek. It was rare for a mom to kiss her fully grown twenty-something son like that, but even this felt insufficient to express the overflowing love she had for him—like it still wasn't enough.
Only after showering her son with affection did she finally voice the question that had been nagging at her.
"But what's with this boji-nyeon? Did you pick up a new onahole, son?"
The one Yu-ran pointed to was the female lying bound on the desk in front of her son. With her golden hair splayed out like a carpet beneath her, the boji-nyeon lay there completely naked. Her hands were cuffed behind her head, a spreader bar kept her legs from closing, and her face was covered by a blindfold and ball gag. Four or five pink rotors and a vibrator were stuffed into her pussy.
She heaved ragged breaths, desperately trying to speak through her gag, but all that came out was, "Nnguuuugh! Hng, huuuugh!"—weird whistling winds and drool dribbling down.
She looked different from the onaholes around the neighborhood or the ones her son usually brought home, so maybe she was a fresh acquisition? Her exotic, feminine beauty seemed plenty qualified to serve as her son's onahole.
"Oh, this? I told you last time. The princess pussy from that other country is doing a homestay at our place. That's her."
"Oh my! Is today the day? What do I do? If I'd known, I would've taken the day off to be here. She's a princess of a whole nation—didn't we treat her too shabbily?"
Ever the working adult, Yu-ran fretted over the formalities.
Hyeonju was the one who dispelled her worries.
"Don't sweat it, Mom. Princess or whatever, in this house, she's just Oppa's cock hole. This bitch can't even make him cum properly without him doing all the work herself—she's a total scrub."
"Ah, I see. Well, if that's the case, no big deal then."
In this household, external social status meant nothing. What mattered was that any woman with a pussy was just a tool to please Yu-ran's son's cock. If she couldn't fulfill that basic duty, there was no reason to coddle her.
Yu-ran felt relieved.
"It's hilarious, seriously. Even for a virgin pussy, losing her mind and screaming after one thrust? Sure, going crazy for cock is natural, but shouldn't she at least serve on instinct? This bitch doesn't even have the basics down."
Hyeonju gave Roberta a scathing review.
In contrast, Yu-ran was more forgiving.
"She's a virgin pussy, so you can't expect too much, right? Hyeonju, remember how badly you treated Oppa back when you were a virgin? Cut her some slack thinking of that."
"Wha—M-Mom, why you too..."
The merciless mother had no hesitation dragging up her daughter's dark history.
Indeed, Hyeonju's old self had probably been even worse than Roberta, if anything. She'd whine endlessly about how gross Oppa's cock was, and even while getting fucked, she'd deny the pleasure and refuse to shake her hips. Compared to the at least mentally submissive Roberta, Hyeonju back then was a total problem child. Maybe that's why she was extra harsh on Roberta now—projecting her own past. It happened often enough.
Even Hyeonju had turned into a perfect dedicated toilet now, proving her son's training skills were top-notch. No doubt this princess would end up the same under his hands—a fine meat toilet.
"But isn't continuous orgasm hell a bit much for day one? Even I haven't had that in like a month..."
"She deserves at least this much. Her pussy's so weak to pleasure, she blanks out the second cock touches it."
Hyeonju smacked Roberta's thigh with a sharp slap. Roberta's whole body convulsed like she'd been electrocuted. Tears streamed from under the blindfold, dripping to the floor. Whether from raw pleasure or some other emotion, no outsider could tell. And there was no real need to know.
"You say that so easily 'cause it's not you taking it, huh? Back when you got continuous orgasm hell, didn't you bawl and cling to Oppa? And that was your fault for being such a brat..."
"Th-Then you got it too, Mom!"
"Your case and mine aren't the same. Yours was punishment 'cause you acted up. Mine was just Oppa curious how long I could endure climaxing. Totally different."
The mother-daughter duo showed signs of a spat brewing. The son stepped in to mediate.
"I'm getting her used to pleasure before the real training starts. Pussy sluts lost in ecstasy are cute, but it's better if they can at least hold a basic conversation while I'm pounding them. ...Plus, I was in the mood today. Heh."
"Oh, really? Well, can't argue with that. Whatever our son wants comes first."
Yu-ran accepted his words immediately. If he wanted it that way, so be it. Pitying the girl or saying she looked exhausted only mattered if it didn't ruin his fun. No matter how much she suffered or screamed, if he enjoyed it, that made it perfectly right.
"Let's see, let's see. Same stimulation over and over gets boring, right? I'll mix it up for you."
The pink rotor in her son's hand touched Roberta's erect nipple. The whirr vibrated through it, and Roberta twisted like a wild animal, trying to escape. But he relentlessly chased the thrashing bud, stimulating it without mercy. Watching the pink nipple swell red under the assault seemed plenty entertaining to him.
"Hehe, that girl's something else... Futile as it all is, she's desperately trying to flee. If it were me, I'd thank him and shove my tits forward."
"Oppa seems to find this reaction more fun, though... Hmm..."
Hyeonju scratched her cheek thoughtfully, then flashed a wicked grin like her brother's—clearly struck by a fun idea. She scooted right up beside him and reached for the dildo buried in Roberta's pussy.
"Hey, what're you doing?"
"Just playing. This much is fine, right?"
Her bold demand amused him, and he approved without hesitation.
"Sure, whatever. Give it a shot."
"Hehe, sweet."
With his go-ahead, there was no holding back. Hyeonju yanked the dildo out like ripping a weed, then slammed it back in with all her strength, pounding Roberta's womb.
"Nnghhhuuuuuuum!!!!♥ Mmph! Mmph! Nnghhhuuuuuuump!!!!♥♥♥♥♥"
The pleasure dwarfed the rotors', and Roberta shrieked, thrashing wildly. But with her lower body locked in place, her upper body had little room to squirm. All she could do was spray pussy juice like a mace burst—utterly pointless, of course.
"Whoa, she's gushing like crazy! I always wondered what was so fun about Oppa toying with boji-nyeons, but damn, it is kinda entertaining. Hehe."
"You really are my little sis... Heh, getting a kick out of this stuff. Guess I'll step it up too?"
Fueled by his sister's antics, Oppa slyly maneuvered his rotor to torment Roberta's entire body—not just her nipples, but collarbone, thighs, soles, navel. Everywhere that could become an erogenous zone, he hunted down and developed with fierce intent.
"These kids..."
Their mom gazed down at the siblings fondly. They usually had a dry relationship—her picking fights, him brushing it off—but now, with a shared toy in the house, they were bonding so warmly. Watching her children engrossed together might just be a parent's blessing.
My pussy feels a bit lonely, though... Guess I'll fill it with fingers tonight.
And tomorrow, I'll tell my son and get all the pampering I want.
That was Yu-ran's plan.