Chapter 247
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 247
"Seon-mi! From now on, just like Aunt Seon-ju does with Su-a, you have to call me Master and use formal speech starting at 9 PM! Got it?!"
Si-woo issued the command with the dignified authority of a master over his mother.
The number next to the high-handed message he sent disappeared immediately.
It seemed his mother had checked the text right away, but there was no immediate reply.
"Are you sulking?"
Si-woo asked, as if testing the waters of his mother's mood during the silence.
"Who's sulking?!!"
His mother replied, sounding a bit disgruntled.
"Then why aren't you answering right away?! You always go quiet when you're sulking, Mom. Isn't that right?"
Si-woo spoke as if he were scolding her, giving her a piece of his mind.
"Sigh... It's not that! It's just that the thought of living like this at home until you get married is just... it's overwhelming!"
It seemed his mother felt suffocated and at a loss regarding the reality of the slave play with Si-woo that was now upon her.
She poured out her grievances to him, sounding worried about the future.
"What's the big deal? It's much better than doing it all day long, isn't it? I'm actually being quite considerate of you! And do you really think it's all over once I marry another woman? I'm planning on never getting married and just living with you in this house forever. Lol."
Si-woo sent the message as if he were playing a mischievous prank on his worried mother.
"Good grief! Do you even hear yourself right now?!"
His mother reacted with exasperation to his playful joke.
"Why not? If you think about it, it's not that crazy. Why would I marry anyone else when I have such a beautiful mother right here? Besides, as long as I coax and persuade Se-young, it’s entirely possible, isn't it?"
Si-woo continued to provoke her with his teasing.
"What on earth are you talking about? Did you lose your mind after getting beaten up by those guys yesterday?"
His mother fired back, treating his joke as a challenge and tackling it head-on.
"How about this? Instead of being a slave, why don't you try being my wife for a night? You're pretty close to my ideal type, Mom. I even have you saved as 'Legal Wife' in my smartphone, lol. I'm confident I'd treat you really well if we were married. Hahaha."
Si-woo continued to harass and tease her with his shameless banter.
"Oh, please! And yet, while your mother was out, you went around touching your sister, your aunt, and even your mother's friend?!"
Before she knew it, she had reverted to her usual way of speaking to her son. She spoke sarcastically, trying to embarrass him by pointing out his behavior.
"Hehehe~"
In response to her pointed remark, which seemed to carry a hint of jealousy, Si-woo sent a text that reflected his inner sense of bashful satisfaction.
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"But Mom! Do you realize it's past 9 PM now? Regardless of anything else, I think it's time you started using formal speech with me."
Si-woo reminded her of the newly established rule, speaking as if giving her a warning.
"......"
An ellipsis was the only reply from his mother.
"Is Seon-mi angry?"
Si-woo asked, knowing full well she wasn't, but wanting to stir up her sense of maternal shame.
"I'm not angry..."
His mother replied with a simple sentence and an ellipsis, her emotions carefully guarded.
"Then why aren't you saying anything? Lol."
Si-woo continued to pester her, as if trying to gauge her true intentions.
"I was just thinking."
She replied with an air of detachment.
"Thinking about what?"
Si-woo's questions followed one after another, relentlessly catching the tail end of her words.
"Just thinking about this and that to myself."
Faced with his persistent questioning, she now answered without being shaken or trying to avoid him.
"What is there to think about?"
"Since things have turned out like this, you just have to follow my orders like Seon-ju and Se-hee do. Hehehe."
Si-woo spoke to her pressingly, subtly forcing a submissive attitude upon her.
"Oh, honestly! Si-woo, do you really want to do that with your mother?"
Just as she had when they first established a master-slave relationship over text, his mother was checking his stance, as if looking for some kind of justification or excuse.
"Of course I do... with you, Seon-mi. Lol."
Si-woo answered immediately, calling her by her name without a moment's hesitation or a hint of reluctance.
Another brief silence followed.
After that hesitant pause, a text arrived from his mother, as if she had made up her mind.
"I'll do as you say, Si-woo... But in return, can you do me a favor?"
His mother spoke as if she wanted to attach a condition to her acceptance.
"What favor? Is it something I can easily do?"
Si-woo asked cautiously, on guard for what she might say.
"Even if things end up like that between us..."
"When we're talking privately like this through text, can you treat me as your mother again?"
His mother was pleading with him to maintain their mother-son relationship at least in their text messages, even if they were to have a master-slave relationship in reality.
Though they called it 'play,' they were already in a master-slave relationship within their smartphone messages.
The favor she was asking of him felt strange—as if she were trying to swap their relationship in text with their relationship in reality.
"Only in text?"
Though he found her request odd, Si-woo asked as if checking the specific terms, thinking that this would secure her consent for an actual master-slave relationship.
"Yes. Only in text."
His mother's answer came back without any fluff, as if she had finished organizing her thoughts.
"Doing something like that isn't hard at all. Lol. But why?"
A condition for accepting this game of depravity. Si-woo asked, curious about the inner thoughts that made her insist on such a condition.
His mother stalled for a moment again.
"If I don't at least do that, I won't be able to truly come back this time."
She seemed to have written her honest feelings and state of mind.
Si-woo recalled the texts they had exchanged for the first time after they had sex and she had left the house.
Back then, she had expressed through text how scared she was that she wouldn't be able to go back to being his mother after having a relationship with him.
At the time, her contradictory attitudes and expressions had been incomprehensible.
But now, after having relationships with the other family members while she was away and learning about their statuses and pasts...
Si-woo felt like he could finally understand, even if only vaguely, the meaning behind her words.
"Alright. When we talk here through text, I'll treat you as my mother."
Si-woo accepted the condition she proposed.
"And one more thing! Mom... please make sure to use contraception... even when you're with Se-hee..."
Not wanting to miss the opportunity, his mother immediately added another request.
She seemed deeply concerned and worried about any unfortunate accidents that might occur within the family.
Did she perhaps already know about Se-jin Noona's pregnancy?
Regardless, Si-woo had already declared to her at the unmanned motel he visited with Se-hee that he would get the whole family pregnant.
Perhaps her anxiety had only grown since that declaration.
"That's fine too. I'll make sure to use contraception when I'm with you and Se-hee."
Si-woo promised, readily complying with her request.
His mother's conditions did not include Aunt Seon-ju, Su-a, or Se-young.
Having made the promise without mentioning Aunt Seon-ju or Se-young, Si-woo felt a pang of guilt, as if he were deceiving his mother.
At the same time, a strange sense of depraved excitement surged up his spine and the back of his neck.
"In exchange, it doesn't matter in other chat rooms besides our 1:1 chat, right? I'll do whatever I want there, 24 hours a day!"
Si-woo quickly turned the subject away from contraception.
As if to express his will to clearly enforce the master-slave relationship everywhere except for the exception she requested...
"Yes..."
Whether she knew his true intentions or not, his mother replied with a short text.
"You have to answer faithfully as a slave in front of Se-hee and Seon-ju too!! Got it?"
Si-woo spoke as if making her swear an oath.
"Yes..."
Another short reply came back.
While Si-woo was extracting these submissive answers from his mother, his penis stood rock-hard, as if it were about to burst.
The fact that he had been able to create and even agree upon rules for incest within the family seemed to heighten his excitement even further.
Si-woo took a condom out of his desk drawer and tore open the packaging.
He pulled out the latex rubber membrane, its edges rolled into a donut shape, from the plastic wrapper labeled 'Extra Large.'
Si-woo placed the condom over the glans of his erect penis.
Then, he slowly rolled the rim of the rubber down, covering the massive shaft of his cock.
The thin rubber membrane, stretched tight and unable to reach the base, throbbed as the heavy mass of flesh inside expanded as if it might tear through at any moment.