Chapter 301 (Mom, Se-hee)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 301 (Mom, Se-hee)
"Si-woo told me to film you eating that and send it to him, so I think you should eat it right here..."
Se-hee pointed the smartphone lens at her mother, relaying the instructions exactly as Si-woo had commanded.
"Ugh... yes..."
Mom replied awkwardly, her eyes fixed on the semen inside the condom she had been handed.
To have to drink the semen her son had produced, right in front of her daughter's watchful eyes...
No matter how much she had accepted this sexual master-slave play with her son, sharing these humiliating experiences of sexual intimacy with her daughter felt like a perverted taboo of an entirely different dimension.
Mom’s eyes were beginning to lose focus, growing hazy.
The red leather dog collar around her neck hung down over her purple loose-fit T-shirt, as if symbolizing her shameful and humiliating state.
"...And after you eat it... Si-woo said... don't rinse your mouth..."
Se-hee carefully relayed Si-woo’s additional instructions. She continued to refer to the condom filled with Si-woo’s semen simply as "that."
"Wh-what...?!"
It was already embarrassing enough to hold a condom filled with her son's semen and prepare to drink its contents in front of her daughter. Hearing this additional demand, Mom questioned her in disbelief.
"Si-woo told me specifically not to let you drink water whenever you want today... From now on... if you want to drink water, you have to get my permission... and you can only drink what I... what I transfer to you from my own mouth..."
Ignoring her mother’s look of distress, Se-hee continued to deliver Si-woo’s instructions and the newly established rules in a shy yet firm tone.
"From you, Se-hee...? All... all day long... how... how can we do that...?"
Mom avoided Se-hee’s downward gaze, muttering her resistance like a meaningless monologue, as if such a thing would be too difficult to endure.
"Si... Si-woo ordered it... so there’s no choice! Are... are you not going to listen? Or should I tell Si-woo right now that you don't want to do it...?"
Se-hee continued to threaten her, subtly bolstering Si-woo’s authority as she spoke.
"N-no... it’s not that... I just..."
Startled by Se-hee’s words, Mom reached out a hand as if to stop her urgently.
However, unable to find any further excuses to give her daughter, she soon withdrew her hand and dropped her gaze from Se-hee to the floor.
"A-and anyway, Si-woo said I’m your superior today! So you should be... careful how you speak to me! From now on, use formal speech with me! Got it?"
As Mom stood there with her head bowed, Se-hee demanded that she use formal speech, asserting the hierarchy Si-woo had established.
At Se-hee’s provocative demand, Mom hung her head low like a criminal, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
Seeing her mother unable to lift her head and breathing heavily, Se-hee seemed to gain confidence and issued a direct command.
"Now... drink all of... Si-woo’s semen... in the condom...! I have to film it and send it to the Master right away..."
Before she knew it, Se-hee was speaking the word "semen" directly in front of her mother and even used the title "Master" for Si-woo, though it still sounded a bit awkward on her tongue.
Mom remained with her head bowed, unable to offer any reply.
"You have to answer...! Seon-mi!"
Se-hee forced an answer, her tone pressing.
Now, Mom was being called by her name not just by her son, but by her daughter as well, while receiving commands in an overbearing tone.
For a moment, Mom seemed like someone whose brain had shut down under Se-hee’s domineering command, unable to form a proper reaction.
Her face contorted, she took a deep breath as if trying to steady herself.
Finally, her lips moved with great effort.
"Haa.... Yes... I... I will drink it..."
In a crawling voice that sounded on the verge of tears, Mom used formal speech to answer her daughter’s command.
After answering, her body trembled violently, as if overwhelmed by a wave of humiliation and shame.
With trembling hands, Mom untied the knot of the condom she had received from Se-hee.
Squinting her eyes and tilting her head back, she inverted the condom and brought it to her mouth.
Under the pull of gravity, the semen Si-woo had left inside the inverted condom began to slither downward.
Using her thumb and forefinger, Mom squeezed the contents from the end of the condom.
Si-woo’s semen fell into her mouth, drawing a slow, stretching line from the opening at the bottom.
Mom stuck out her tongue to catch the falling semen, ensuring none of it spilled elsewhere.
With her mouth open, she adjusted her hand so the stream of Si-woo’s semen would land right in the center of her mouth.
Soon, the thick, white fluid began to pool in her mouth like a small reservoir.
Mom transferred every last drop of the lewd liquid from the condom into her mouth.
Then, as if to prove to Se-hee that her mouth was full, she sat there for a moment with her jaws wide open.
On the smartphone screen, Mom’s flushed face was captured in a tight close-up.
The breath puffing from her nose felt so real it was as if it might break through the screen and warm Si-woo’s cheek.
It felt as though the thick, raw scent of Si-woo’s semen carried in that breath was filling the bathroom of Aunt Seon-ju’s house where Si-woo sat.
"I’ve got it all on video! Now swallow!"
Se-hee commanded, her voice sounding as if she were suppressing her own excitement while filming a close-up of the inside of Mom’s semen-filled mouth.
Following Se-hee’s command, Mom’s open lips slowly closed.
"Gulp! Glug! Gulp!"
Mom squeezed her eyes shut and held her breath, swallowing Si-woo’s semen in three large gulps.
Finally, she opened her eyes into thin slits and exhaled the breath she had been holding while swallowing.
She had just drunk her son’s semen—the son she served as her master—right in front of her daughter.
Mom’s body shuddered with a thrill of uncontrollable excitement and shame.
She opened her mouth again to show Se-hee that it was empty.
Se-hee moved the camera lens around, capturing every corner of the inside of Mom’s mouth on screen.
The slick traces of semen clinging to the mucous membranes of her mouth were shown in graphic detail.
A moment later, the close-up view pulled back to show Mom’s full figure again.
"Seon-mi, hold this... so it stays in the frame!"
Se-hee, who had been filming the scene, handed the smartphone to her mother and issued an order.
"Yes... yes..."
Answering politely, Mom reached out and took the smartphone from Se-hee.
The lens, now held in Mom’s hand, remained fixed on her own face.
"Now, I’m going to clean out your mouth, Seon-mi..."
Se-hee’s voice came from off-camera.
As soon as she spoke, Se-hee appeared on the screen. She moved in close to where Mom was sitting.
"Se... Se-hee?!"
Seeing Se-hee approach, Mom flinched in surprise and called out her daughter’s name urgently, slipping back into informal speech.
Se-hee grabbed the leash around Mom’s neck and pulled, then pressed her lips firmly against Mom’s open mouth.
Se-hee thrust her tongue forward, licking away the remnants of Si-woo’s semen left inside her mother’s mouth.
"Mmph! Haa... Slurp! Suck... smack!"
The sound of Se-hee sucking forcefully after the kiss echoed loudly through the phone.
Mom offered no resistance to Se-hee’s aggressive kiss; she simply kept her mouth open, her body trembling as she accepted it.
As Mom’s body shook, the angle of the smartphone camera she was holding wobbled precariously.
Eventually, the camera lost its focus on the subjects.
"Slurp, suck, smack~!"
"Mmm... haa... ah..."
The lewd sounds of the two women continued to play over the screen, which was now pointing toward empty space.
For a long time, the filthy sounds of the mother and daughter echoed in the video.
Then, the smartphone lens turned back toward them.
Se-hee’s hand appeared on the screen alongside Mom’s arm.
Se-hee had taken the hand of her mother—who was barely supporting the phone with trembling fingers—and adjusted the camera angle herself.
With Mom’s head tilted back, Se-hee looked down at her, their lips joined as her tongue swirled inside her mother’s mouth.
Se-hee was now straddling Mom’s thighs as she sat on the dining chair.
As her legs spread, the hem of Se-hee’s white hoodie rode up.
The two mounds of her pale, moon-like flesh were exposed completely outside her clothes.
Se-hee’s hand, which had been holding Mom’s red leash, was now gripping the back of her mother’s neck along with the collar.