Chapter 413 (Mom)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 413 (Mom)
Large, luscious breasts and a slender waist. Voluptuous hips and long, shapely thighs.
A superior and captivating female form, seemingly transcending race and age, revealed itself before Si-woo’s eyes.
New hickeys and bite marks were engraved around his mother’s breasts.
They were undoubtedly the handiwork of Shin-bi Noona and So-ra Noona.
Si-woo pulled his mother’s arms out one by one from the T-shirt that had been pushed up past her armpits.
As soon as her arms were free from the inside-out shirt, his mother instinctively covered her breasts and groin, looking ashamed.
Finally, Si-woo pulled the T-shirt completely over her head and tossed it aside.
Aside from the red dog collar with a bell around her neck and the pink vibrator attached to her clitoris, his mother’s body was stark naked.
Crouching down, she reached out with the arm that had been covering her chest, belatedly trying to grab the clothes Si-woo had stripped from her.
Si-woo quickly hid the clothes behind his back so she couldn't reach them.
Realizing it would be impossible to get her clothes back, his mother pulled her hand back from the empty air.
She moved toward a corner of the room, trying to hide herself in a spot that wasn't easily visible through the glass door.
She hugged a shopping basket left on the floor, desperately trying to cover her front.
Then, she pulled a table toward her and huddled behind it.
She was panicking, frantically trying to hide her body with whatever objects were nearby.
Si-woo immediately shoved the table aside.
Then, he forcibly snatched the shopping basket she was clutching and threw it to the side.
With her cover gone, his mother lifted one leg onto a chair to shield herself.
Her bent, raised leg partially obscured her upper body and pelvis.
However, the more she tried to hide, the more the flesh of her groin, thighs, and buttocks was exposed...
Huddled as tightly as she could, his mother wore an expression of utter misery and despair.
Si-woo looked down at her with a satisfied expression.
Taking a step back, he pulled his smartphone from his pocket.
Click, click, click!
Si-woo captured images of his mother on his phone—completely naked, cowering in the corner.
His mother sat with her eyes averted from the camera he was pointing at her, her arms still shielding her breasts and groin.
"Seon-mi! I’m going to post these in the group chat, so put your legs down and your arms up so your pussy and breasts show clearly!"
With the camera lens aimed right at her, Si-woo commanded his mother, who was still trying to hide behind her limbs.
Even though they were inside a room, the glass window in the door made the situation inside almost entirely visible to anyone outside.
On top of that, her son was ordering her to pose for photos that would be shared in a group chat.
Even after hearing Si-woo’s command, his mother couldn't easily move her limbs, as if her body had frozen solid.
"You fucking bitch! Move your arms and legs! If you had just taken the photos of your tits and pussy when I told you to earlier, we wouldn't be doing this here!"
Si-woo cursed at her, badgering her to move her limbs.
His mother didn't answer; she only let out heavy, ragged breaths.
Si-woo approached her and forced her arms, which were covering her breasts and groin, out to the sides.
Though she was stiff with tension, she wasn't actively resisting with strength, so her arms spread apart easily.
Her large breasts, previously hidden beneath her arms, were revealed, swaying like water balloons under the karaoke lights.
Si-woo moved her arms above her head and slowly let go.
Her arms stayed up as if she were being punished, not daring to come down.
His mother trembled slightly, unable to even make a sound from the overwhelming shame and humiliation.
Si-woo looked down at her with eyes full of contempt.
Unable to bear her son’s gaze as he watched her in such a humiliating state, she folded her raised arms over her face to cover her eyes.
Si-woo grabbed her crossed arms and forced them behind her head.
He pressed both of her hands against the back of her skull.
"Interlock your fingers! Straighten your back!"
Si-woo commanded in a firm, cold voice.
Reacting instinctively to his command, his mother interlaced her fingers behind her head and began to straighten her spine.
Her sweat-dampened armpits were now on full display.
Perhaps because she was preparing for modeling work, her armpits were smoothly groomed and hairless.
A sour, alluring scent of sweat wafted from them.
It was the fragrance of a mature, middle-aged woman, mixed with a hint of fresh lemon.
The sharp, dangerous scent of her sweat seemed to powerfully stimulate Si-woo’s sadistic instincts.
At the same time, her voluptuous, elastic breasts were thrust forward.
Her nipples stood firm and erect atop her luscious breasts.
Si-woo reached out toward her chest.
His hands made contact, kneading the mounds of flesh.
Then, he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
He twisted it back and forth, squeezing the bud of flesh caught between his fingers.
"Haaah...!"
A breathy moan escaped his mother’s lips.
"Did you think everything would be okay if you just covered your eyes? You perverted slave bitch!"
Si-woo spoke mockingly, tightening his grip on her nipple even further.
"Haaah! Ah!"
His mother moaned, her back arching as she recoiled.
The pain blooming in her nipple from Si-woo’s fingers must have been significant, as she trembled violently while hunched over.
Her hands remained interlaced behind her head.
Si-woo pulled her nipple straight forward.
Her breast deformed, stretching toward the tip like dough being pulled.
As if testing her will and limits, Si-woo pulled her nipple forward with all his might.
"Haaah... ugh!"
A pained groan leaked from her mouth.
When Si-woo snapped his fingers away, her breast bounced elastically, regaining its shape.
His mother panted heavily in pain, her body twisting inward.
Si-woo flattened his palm and brought it to the side of her large breast.
He slapped the side of her breast with all his strength.
Slap!!
Her breast jiggled violently from the impact of his palm.
"H-huuuh...!"
She let out a startled moan, her body jolting.
"I told you to straighten your back! And spread your legs wide!"
Si-woo commanded, wedging his knee between her pressed-together thighs.
His knee forced its way in, prying her thighs apart.
Under the pressure of his knee, the strength in her legs gradually gave way, and they began to spread.
At some point, the vibration of the device attached to her clitoris could be felt through Si-woo’s knee.
Si-woo leaned his weight into the knee between her thighs, pressing down hard.
Vrrrrrrrrrr!
The vibrator, caught between Si-woo’s knee and his mother’s groin, made a distorted, grinding roar.
"Straighten your back properly! And hurry up and open your legs, you fucking bitch!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Si-woo flicked the underside of her breasts with his fingertips, urging her on.
"Ah! Haa! Hng! Hyah! H-hngh!"
Every time Si-woo flicked her breasts, her legs and back twitched and straightened as if reacting to the pain.
As her legs spread wide to the sides, her back straightened up.
Thanks to her arms being locked behind her head, her chest was thrust forward in a completely defenseless state.
"See? It would have been better if you just listened the first time!"
Si-woo said, stroking her large breasts with his palms.
"Huuu... haaaah...!"
Maintaining the pose, his mother’s face contorted as she let out a sobbing sound.
Si-woo relaxed his grip and took his hands off her chest.
When he removed the knee that had been pressing between her spread legs, her private fissure was revealed.
Si-woo stepped back and looked down at his mother’s captivating, naked body.
Vivid red marks of abuse were clearly engraved on her breasts.
From her secret hole, lewd fluids flowed down, dampening the spot where she sat.
Si-woo raised his smartphone and aimed the camera lens at her again.
Her breathing grew ragged as she stared directly into the lens.
Click, click, click!
His mother’s image was saved into the phone.
The sight of his lewd mother—hands interlaced behind her head, legs spread wide, wearing nothing but a dog collar and a vibrator.
"I’m posting this in the group chat right now! Along with the video I took earlier! The others need to know what we’ve decided!"
As Si-woo spoke, he moved to upload the photos and the video he had just recorded into the chat window.
"W-wait... Si-woo!..."
Without breaking her pose, his mother called out his name desperately.