Shackles of Desire
The strange thrill that coursed through her every time Marei gripped her arms behind her back and thrust like a beast, calling out his mother’s name. The humiliating resentment of knowing it wasn’t her name he cried out for, the shameful longing to have him pinch her swollen nipples and hold her tenderly—all of it twisted into tears that spilled down her cheeks. Yet Idrien stubbornly refused to let him see them, swallowing her ragged breaths again and again to steady herself.
“Hmm? Mommy… use your mouth too… okay? Please?”
Marei pressed his cock against her pale cheek, demanding service as if he hadn’t even noticed she was crying. The tears stopped as suddenly as if they had been a lie. Idrien lowered her head slightly to hide her tear-streaked face and began to worship his shaft with devoted care, sucking and pulling with her lips.
“Ugh… you’re really good at this… Mommy wanted my cock too, didn’t you?”
That damned word again—Mommy. Labella. Idrien fought down the nausea rising in her throat and began moving her head even more violently. Thick clumps of semen tangled in her hair, mixing with sweat before slowly dripping down.
“Ugh… Labella… if you suck that hard… haaa…”
Whether he knew she was making small, nasal sounds every time his little hand stroked her hair or not, Idrien surrendered to instinct. She screamed his name silently inside her mind and serviced him with such ferocity that her cheeks hollowed out.
Still not satisfied, she sandwiched his cock between her soft, elastic breasts and continued her desperate service, as if begging him to call her name instead.
-Thud…! Splurt…!
Even while she frantically devoured Marei’s manhood, an unfamiliar sound pierced her ears. A sensation that made her entire body tingle. The heat that had consumed her body cooled in an instant. Her tightly clenched insides squeezed shut, cutting off the flow of fluids leaking from her pussy.
“More… keep going…! Hmm? Mommy… more…”
Irritated by Idrien’s sudden halt, Marei grabbed her hair and shoved his semen- and saliva-smeared cock against the turned face of the female teacher.
“What… is this…?”
A husky woman’s voice slipped into the room that should have belonged to only the two of them.
Even Marei, who had been rubbing his cock around Idrien’s nose and mouth to demand more service, froze at the voice that was both familiar and utterly foreign. He turned his head in shock.
“M-Mommy…?”
Unlike the ice-frozen Idrien, Marei didn’t look startled at all. Instead, his face lit up with genuine delight.
If Idrien had seen the boy’s relaxed expression, she might have sensed something strange. But her green eyes were filled only with the sight of the boy’s mother—clutching the table, body trembling violently.
The contempt, bewilderment, and disbelief swirling in those eyes pinned on her made Idrien exhale the last of the air left in her lungs. She couldn’t even draw another breath. Her deathly pale face was the only thing revealing how great her sense of crisis had become.
She began processing the situation at terrifying speed, rewriting her blank-white thoughts over and over.
The current situation… the situation was… so…
It felt as if time itself had stopped.
Idrien looked at Marei. Then at her own body. Finally, at Labella.
Her son, calling out another woman’s name while wearing her clothes and fucking a woman he had never met before. Then how was she supposed to explain this…
“This is absurd…”
Labella leaned weakly against the wall as if all strength had left her. Yet her arms still clutched the table, trembling pitifully.
“Illien… why are you…”
Amid the countless thoughts racing through her mind about what to do, a name far too familiar reached Idrien’s ears. The boy, unaware of the crisis descending upon him, gently pressed his cock against her face again. And her desire-soaked body, resentfully ignoring all commands from her mind, began sucking his cock of its own accord.
“S-Stop…!! What is this…!”
Labella’s sharp rebuke rang out at the sight of them continuing the act.
Idrien snapped back to her senses and instinctively clenched her teeth. The result was the worst possible choice.
“Aaaah…! I-Idrien, it hurts…!”
Perhaps because it was difficult to clamp down with her jaw on such a massive cock, or perhaps because the sudden pain mixed with pleasure, Marei let out a cry that could have been either and shoved himself all the way to the back of the teacher’s throat.
“Uuuugh…! Ugh… uuugh…!”
A wet, squelching sound echoed as the cock forced its way down her throat, mixing obscenely with her soft flesh. The slender arms that had tried to push against his thighs lost all strength. At the same time, thick semen gushed from her pussy, and her cum-stained body collapsed even lower.
“Stop! Marei de Pawen!! What the hell is this…! Idrien? Illien’s little sister…? What is this…!”
Labella pressed her fingers to her temple and hung her head low. Even as Marei began brutally violating her throat, her gaze remained fixed on the scene—whether she was suppressing rage or refusing to accept this unbelievable reality, it was impossible to tell. After a brief moment of hesitation, she pressed hard on her temples, seemingly trying to maintain a rational appearance.
Unlike the two women’s faces, Marei looked thrilled, almost excited. He didn’t bother hiding it as he slowly rocked his hips, savoring the tightness of the teacher’s throat.
He briefly considered tormenting the female teacher a little more as she tried to push his thighs away, growing accustomed to the pleasure. But the moment his eyes met Labella’s, he reluctantly released the platinum-blonde hair stained with semen.
“Have you lost your mind?! Marei de Pawen! Stop! I told you to stop!”
The one who saved Idrien—who couldn’t even breathe properly because the cock was still lodged deep in her throat despite being released—was none other than Labella, who had just witnessed this insane spectacle.
The hand that violently yanked her hair forced Idrien’s mouth open wider, and she finally pulled the cock from her throat. She collapsed forward, gasping violently.
“Kek… kek… khhhht…!”
The expression on Labella’s face—one that the crawling Idrien could never see—was one of swallowing hard at the sight of Marei’s cock before forcing her slender hand to stop moving.
“What on earth is going on here… Idrien! Explain yourself… kyaaaah…!”
It would have been logical to interrogate the seemingly perfectly fine Marei, but Labella seemed far more focused on pressing the violently gasping Idrien, who was desperately trying to suppress the semen rising in her stomach.
Then, suddenly losing her balance, she collapsed beside Idrien.
“Uuu… I want to cum… I want to cum…!”
“Stop it, stop! What the hell do you think you’re doing!! I’m really going to get angry, Marei! Stop…!”
Marei climbed on top of the fallen Labella, skillfully flipping up her skirt. He roughly shoved his cock between her stocking-clad thighs and began moving his hips.
Labella’s pitiful struggles to break free only caused her hands to slip in the thick pools of semen on the floor, preventing her from rising. She could not stop her son’s assault and was being violated one-sidedly.
-Squelch… squelch… squelch…!
Every time his cock slid back and forth between her stockings, a sound like escaping air accompanied it. His semen-smeared shaft repeatedly pulled out and plunged back in.
“Stop it…! Stop…! Stop!!! I’m your mother…!”
“Labella’s thighs are so tight… hnnng… coming… I’m coming…!”
Labella, who had tried to rise from the floor with hands covered in semen only to slip again, was so panicked that she grabbed Idrien’s shoulder—the very woman she had been interrogating moments ago—in an attempt to pull herself up.
Idrien, who had unconsciously reached out to help Labella up, suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of twisted emotion toward the woman she had just been intimate with. Without thinking, she slapped the hand away.
Seeing the hollow look in Labella’s eyes brought a twinge of guilt, but an even stranger sensation raced down Idrien’s spine. She twisted her lips and smiled without realizing it.
“Don’t!! Don’t do it! Don’t!! Stop it!!”
“I want to cum inside Mommy…! Inside…! Inside…!”
-Squish… squish… squish…!
Every time the struggling Labella tried to lift herself from the floor, Idrien—whether to vent the resentment she felt toward Marei or not—began pressing down on Labella’s shoulders or slapping her hands away, actively helping create the obscene scene.
“I-I’ll kill you…! I’ll kill you…! How could you…! Marei, how could you…!”
Labella screamed at the top of her lungs, but her cries only echoed inside the luxurious villa. The only ones who heard were the son who was directly raping her and Idrien, who seemed to be helping him.
“Don’t take them off…! Don’t take them off!!!”
Now that Idrien had begun restraining her by grabbing her wrists, Labella’s sorrowful screams rang pitifully through the room as she faced the hopeless prospect of being violated by her own son.
Yet Marei simply pulled down her pantyhose and panties, then pushed his cock between the pudding-like cheeks of her ass.
“Uuu… Mommy’s ass is the best…!”
“I-I won’t let you get away with this…! Marei!! How dare you…! To me…!”
-Sluuurp… sluuuurp… sluuuurp…!
Watching Marei who looked ready to penetrate at any moment, Idrien swallowed hard and could only stare blankly at the scene.
The boy with his cock nestled between Labella’s white ass cheeks, beginning to shake his hips. The wet, squelching sounds of air escaping mixed with the lewd slapping of flesh. Idrien watched it all with an inexplicable excitement rising inside her.
“I’m gonna cum…! I’m gonna cum… Mommy… I’m really going to cum inside Mommy…! Uuuugh…!!”
“I told you not to…! P-Please…! Marei, please…!!”
Despite Labella’s desperate pleas, Marei only moved his hips more vigorously, his whole body beginning to tremble violently.
Realizing the moment of ejaculation was near, Labella squeezed her eyes shut and began to cry.
“I’m cumming… inside Mommy…! Inside my real mommy…!”
“Khhuuuk…!”
-Spluuuurt…! Spluuuurt…!
A painful sob burst from between her tightly clenched teeth. Thick white semen began spraying endlessly across the back of her black suit.
Labella trembled as sobs like wailing leaked from between her lips. Even after her son’s legs loosened their grip, she twitched and shuddered at the sensation of semen splattering across her back and head. Her fists clenched tightly as violent tremors ran through her.
Throughout the long ejaculation, Labella kept shaking, while Idrien—overwhelmed by both the pleasure of revenge against the woman whose name had been called instead of hers and the guilt that came with it—breathed harshly.
-Plop. Splurt… plop…!
Perhaps the ejaculation was finally over. Marei collapsed on top of his mother’s back, which was now completely covered in semen.
“Ha… ha… ha… ha…..”
Labella, who had been laughing as if she had lost her mind, suddenly began to shake violently. Then the sensation of thick semen sliding down her hair and brushing her cheek made her slowly wipe it away. She brought her hand in front of her eyes to confirm what it was.
-Slap…!
Labella suddenly rose and struck Marei across the cheek with all her strength.
The sound rang out loudly, yet strangely Marei neither fell nor seemed injured. Under normal circumstances that would have been suspicious, but Idrien was in no position to worry about such details.
“Have you truly gone insane……!”
The flat, emotionless voice made Idrien’s body tremble involuntarily. She had never experienced such murderous intent before. Her back curled tightly in tension.
“Dragging a woman into this… I can… understand… understand… I can understand that much. But… you were trying to rape your own mother? Do you really want to die?”
Marei’s face had gone deathly pale. The killing intent was so thick it made even the adults around him tremble. It was impressive that a young boy hadn’t lost his mind. And yet, rather than feeling satisfied at seeing Marei in danger, Idrien felt an inexplicable surge of sympathy. She couldn’t understand her own emotions.
“Illien!! No, was it Idrien? Does your older sister know about this?”
The arrow of Labella’s rage suddenly turned toward her. Idrien swallowed hard and could only stare blankly at the beast-like woman covered in her son’s semen.
“……It seems she doesn’t. Call her right now… ugh…! What are you doing!?”
Perhaps finding it absurd, Labella lifted a communication crystal while calling out her sister’s name. Idrien instinctively rose and snatched the crystal from her hand.
“Stop… You can’t tell my sister……”
“You’ve both gone mad…… What is this…! Let go…! Let go!!”
Labella’s eyes stared at Idrien without the slightest movement. It wasn’t calmness—it was the silence before a storm. Idrien lunged at her, and the two women began to wrestle.
-Thud…!
Idrien’s fist drove hard into Labella’s solar plexus. Labella’s purple eyes widened with all their strength before trembling violently.
“You can’t tell my sister…! I said you can’t…! I told you……!”
Idrien was breathing violently. Labella had collapsed to the floor, clutching her stomach. Their fierce struggle had left both women’s clothes torn in multiple places. Medals and decorations lay scattered haphazardly across pools of semen.
“What… what have I done……?”
Watching Labella tremble before going completely limp, Idrien clenched her fist tightly. Her vision went dark. No thoughts, no solutions came to her brilliant mind—it simply spun in useless circles.
Then, staring at the semen staining the floor, her gaze unconsciously shifted toward Marei.
At some point he had approached. Without even checking on Labella’s condition, he stroked his still-hard cock and began groping Idrien’s body, trying to slip his shaft between her thighs.
“Now… what do we do……”
When the cock pushed into her unconsciously spread thighs, Idrien stared at it blankly. She grabbed the massive meat rod with both hands, turning it this way and that, stroking and caressing it, until she suddenly came to her senses and stopped.
“I have a good idea… Will you help me? I thought of a way that won’t let Illien find out.”
“What……”
The young boy’s fingers gently caressed her clitoris. Idrien’s perfect body curled forward slightly, her massive breasts swaying, as she slowly turned toward the smiling Marei.
Realizing that his eyes were fixed on his mother—whose clothes were torn and body covered in bruises, yet still staring at his cock with sticky desire—Idrien swallowed dryly.
-Gulp…!
“Will you help?”
As Marei pushed his fingers into her pussy and began scraping out the semen with deliberate movements, Idrien found herself nodding without realizing it.
“Uuuu……”
Labella slowly began to regain the consciousness she had lost for a moment. The pain in her solar plexus felt like something was pressing down hard. She briefly wondered if she should have resisted more fiercely, but thinking it was for Marei’s sake, she easily erased that thought.
Her mind gradually cleared. She tried to move her body slightly, but realized something was holding her tightly in place. She let out a short sigh and opened her eyes.
“Ah……”
Labella weakly turned her head from side to side. When she realized that iron chains extending from a floating magic circle had bound all her limbs, she forced an expression of utter incomprehension onto her face.
Seeing Marei grinning widely and Idrien’s face hardened with tension, Labella slowly exhaled as she took in the wildly conflicting emotions on their faces.
“What… do you want from me?”
Labella looked at Idrien with a perfectly calm expression, showing neither emotion nor agitation. Did she not understand the situation she was in? A sliver of sympathy rose in Idrien’s heart, but she told herself it couldn’t be helped if she didn’t want her sister to learn about her relationship with Marei. Justifying it to herself, she bit her lip hard and pressed herself against Labella, slowly sliding her hand inside the woman’s collar.
“It’s not my fault… so… ”
Seeing Labella’s half-lidded eyes and lips that barely moved, Idrien froze for a moment. Then, as if making excuses to herself, she unhooked the bra and slowly grasped the swaying breasts.
Slowly. Then a little faster. Her hands gradually picked up speed.
“Hnnng… ugh…!”
The soft flesh she held in her hands felt completely different from when she touched her own. She became so focused that only Labella’s rough moans managed to bring her back to her senses.