Bound in the Villa (Idrien & Labella)
In the secluded villa of the Grand Duchy, Labella de Pawen, Director of Valter’s Audit Bureau, was being violated by her son.
Marei had her ankles and wrists bound tightly. He thrust his massively erect cock into her, scolding the panting woman as he drove deep.
“Do you like it when I stab it in? Hm? Mommy. Like this? You like it when I stab it in deep, don’t you?”
Schluuuurp… schluuuurp… schlop! His violently plunging penis twisted and churned inside her, slamming against the trembling inner walls that desperately tried to swallow him deeper. The thick head battered her cervix again and again, making her entire pussy quiver uncontrollably.
“If you… hnnngh… keep stabbing it… no… ahhh…”
Labella shook her head even as the brutal vibrations shook her insides, but the overwhelming sensation of Marei’s savage cock made her forget the lines she was supposed to say. Words spilled out on their own.
“Auu… I-I don’t know… I don’t know… auuuh… khh… I like being stabbed like this… auut… I’m going crazy… hnn!”
Marei let out a small, whimpering growl as his climax approached, stirring her depths like a beast marking its territory. The sound snapped Idrien back to her senses. She grabbed the boy who was currently one with his mother and yanked him away.
“Aah… ah…”
A sigh—whether of despair or relief—escaped Labella’s lips.
Marei stepped forward again, eager to enjoy his mother’s hot flesh once more, but Idrien wrapped her arms around him from behind. She seized his cock, stroking it firmly while pushing her tongue into his ear. The boy trembled violently, hurtling toward orgasm under her touch.
“Uuh… Idrien… more… moreee…”
Idrien startled at the sound of his voice and quickly pulled her hand away. But the moment he took another step toward Labella, she instinctively grabbed him again and began pumping his shaft. It was pure instinct.
“D-don’t tease me… I want to cum… okay? Idrien…? Please?”
“Cum then… Dump it all over Labella’s body… Cum in my hand. It’s your first time, after all. Your very first time.”
She wanted the boy’s seed desperately. Yet she refused to beg for it. Caught in that contradiction, Idrien stroked him with a devotion she had never shown before—squeezing and milking his cock with both hands as if her life depended on it.
Schlop, schlaaap, schlop…! Wet, obscene sounds poured from her fist as she worked him. One finger rubbed the sensitive spot behind his glans while the others slid up and down in long, rippling strokes. She twisted her grip around the head like she was uncorking a bottle, urging his climax forward.
The combination of roughness and tenderness from her pale, slender fingers was too much. Marei rose onto his toes, hips pushing forward, body shaking pitifully as pleasure overwhelmed him.
“Cum for me, okay? Cum in my hand. Shoot it all over your mother’s body…!”
“Hnnngh… aaaaah… it’s coming, it’s coming out…!”
Marei’s hips shuddered as he began to ejaculate.
Squuuuirt—! Squuuuuiiirt—!
Thick ropes of semen, as dense as squeezed yogurt, sprayed forward and splattered across Labella’s body. Guided by Idrien’s relentless handjob, the hot seed landed on her face, her breasts, her pale stomach, and her slender thighs. Some even dripped onto the floor when her hand moved forward too eagerly.
“Do you like cumming on Mommy’s body? Hm? You do, don’t you? It feels even better because it’s my hand, right? You like me more than Labella, don’t you?”
Even as she moaned, Idrien stared at Marei’s ecstatic face with rapturous eyes. Her own pussy twitched open and gushed clear nectar onto the floor as she came. The moment she felt she had claimed the boy for herself, an inexplicable sense of relief and joy flooded her. She showered his cheeks with frantic kisses.
“Ugh… Idrien…! If you keep squeezing like that… hnnngh…!”
Squuuuirt…! Squuuuuiiirt…!
The throbbing of his spurting cock felt so good that Idrien finally stopped moving her hand. She realized Marei was now thrusting into her fist on his own, savoring the sensation. She held him tightly, dazed by the sticky warmth at her fingertips, until she noticed the flow had finally stopped. Only then did she snap back to reality.
Thick, jelly-like globs of semen covered Labella’s body in messy streaks. Some clung to Idrien’s fingers. For a brief, shameful moment she even wondered what it would taste like if she licked them clean.
Breathing hard, she stared blankly at her cum-coated hand. Then she felt Marei go limp against her chest, basking in the afterglow, and came back to herself again. Her eyes met Labella’s violet gaze.
She hated the way the woman was glaring at her.
Still holding Marei close, Idrien stepped beside the bound woman and grabbed her cheek hard enough to make her teeth show.
“Don’t look at me like that,” she muttered, as if trying to convince herself. “You’re the same as me anyway…”
Still justifying herself in a whisper, Idrien began stroking Marei’s cock again with wet, filthy sounds.
“Ugh… there’s still more… Idrien… aaah, uuuuh…!”
Milking out the last stubborn spurts, Idrien aimed the tip directly at Labella’s mouth.
“Marei, there’s still some left, right? You know I’m right. I’ve milked every last drop out of your urethra every single day, so I know best. I know you better than anyone…”
The inferiority she felt toward Labella burned inside her. Idrien refused to acknowledge it, yet her body moved on pure instinct. From Labella’s perspective, the newcomer was nothing but an adorable, clumsy little sex slave—but since she was only doing what Marei wanted, Labella chose to forgive her.
“Mmm… just a little… there’s still a little left…”
“I’ll squeeze it out with my hand. Cum. Shoot it straight into your mother’s mouth.”
Her pale fingers flew over his shaft with rapid, wet slaps. The remaining semen erupted violently, splattering thickly across Labella’s lips and chin.
The small boy, having done his part, collapsed against Idrien’s body. She caught him gently in her arms.
“Ptoo. Ptooey… ugh…!”
Even though Idrien was squeezing her cheeks to force the cum inside, Labella struggled desperately to spit it out. She stuck out her tongue, trying to push the sticky mess away, but the semen clung stubbornly to her throat like glue. No matter how many times she shook her head, the thick white fluid only slid around in the air before slipping back between her lips.
“Swallow it. It tastes good.”
Idrien clamped her palm over Labella’s mouth and gave her throat a light tap.
“Khh… glk… glurk… glk… gulp… gulp…”
Labella’s throat convulsed visibly as she swallowed the load. Her violet eyes shimmered with ecstasy, but to Idrien they only looked full of defiance.
Marei, who had been slumped over, finally stirred again just as the two women locked eyes in a silent glare. His cock, glistening with a mixture of pussy juice and semen, stood proudly erect once more.
Idrien watched with eager anticipation, wondering if it was finally her turn. But instead of coming to her, Marei slipped free of her embrace and pressed his cock against Labella’s dripping hole again.
“Uuu… bend your waist a little more… ngh… it’s hard like this… just a little…”
Thanks to Idrien’s sudden interference and the way her hips kept moving on their own, things had gone off script. Still, Marei remembered the little play he had rehearsed with Labella and Ilien. Even though Labella was stretching herself wide open instead of bending, the diligent(?) boy recalled the lines his teacher and mother had drilled into him and blurted them out haphazardly.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch…!
His glans plunged in and out repeatedly, scooping thick honey from her overflowing cunt.
Idrien clenched her fists in frustration.
“Mommy’s hole is so soft and tight… yeah… yeah… uhh… I want to put it in deeper…!”
“Stop it… please stop…”
Labella’s cum-stained lips parted carefully. A hoarse, exhausted voice leaked out between them. Tears glistened at the corners of her eyes.
Idrien, who had been about to shove Marei aside and impale herself on his cock, froze mid-motion.
“Mommy likes it too, doesn’t she? Hm? Your lower mouth is drooling and begging for it, see?”
Labella bit her lip and turned her head away, refusing to respond. Her entire body burned with desire. She wanted nothing more than to embrace her beloved Marei, spoil him rotten, and let him spoil her in return. But for the sake of her precious son, she forced her instincts down.
Watching Marei grip Labella and slowly grind into her while spewing filthy words, Idrien tried to ignore the blazing jealousy in her chest. She turned her attention back to stroking his cock, leaning forward to stare obsessively at the obscene scene the mother and son were creating.
Only hours ago the luxurious villa had been wrapped in silence. Now it echoed with broken, gasping moans.
Labella’s entire body was already coated in sticky semen. After multiple loads, a large puddle had formed beneath her suspended, vine-bound form. Thick white cream constantly leaked from their joined sexes. Even though he had been told to cum outside, the sheer volume of his seed—far beyond what any normal man could produce—was enough to make obscene wet sounds every time his cock plunged back inside her. Each thrust forced out a messy spray of mixed fluids.
“Inside… hnnk… khh… not inside… please… Marei… uuuuh…!”
“No. I’m going to fill Mommy’s womb with so much cum!”
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
Seeing Marei’s hips begin to tremble, Labella finally realized she could no longer pretend to ignore it. She began to beg in earnest.
It was one of the roleplay lines they had practiced together with Ilien, but the scorching atmosphere of the room had clearly intoxicated her. Her body was gushing arousal even as she acted.
“If you cum inside… I’ll get pregnant… khhht. You can’t do that… please… aaauuuh…! I’ll use my hands… okay? I’ll use my breasts… just not inside… please… Marei…? Kihihit…!”
Sluuurp… sluuurp… sluuuurp…!
Labella’s body trembled violently as she experienced a feeling she had never known before—helplessness. Despite having slept with him dozens of times, the fantasy that she was being raped by her own son for the very first time sent electric shivers through every nerve. The normally unflappable Labella, who cared nothing for ethics or the judgment of others, had completely immersed herself in the scenario of a “normal mother-son relationship.” The thought of forcibly taking her son’s cock for the first time filled her with genuine fear.
While her mind screamed in terror, her body betrayed her completely—urging her to accept her Master, flooding her with unbearable excitement.
“You can’t get me pregnant… okay? You can’t… I’ll do it with my hands or my breasts anytime you want. I’ll even use my mouth… okay? I’ll get pregnant if you cum inside…!”
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
Her terrified mind and her lust-drunk body warred with each other, making her massive breasts heave with every ragged breath. Still bound, Labella looked down at Marei with a face that looked ready to burst into tears at any moment.
Marei, sharing in her emotions, grew even more aroused. He gripped her waist tightly with both hands to hold her completely still as he chased his fourth climax.
Idrien, watching from the side, had spread her legs in a lewd M-shape and was frantically masturbating. She desperately hoped the boy violating his mother would glance back, see her pleasuring herself, and be unable to resist joining her. But Marei was utterly lost in Labella’s body.
Normally he would have taken turns enjoying both of their fresh, tight holes. But the twisted scenario of “forcibly raping Labella” had consumed him. He thrust mindlessly, completely lost in the depravity.
“Get pregnant, get pregnant. Okay? I’m going to pump so much cum inside you that you’ll get pregnant. Hm? Labella, carry my child.”
Because of that obsession, even Labella’s desperate pleas failed to stir any pity or sense of playacting in him. Instead, he grew crueler and more sadistic than he had ever been.
Declaring he would impregnate his own mother, he smiled sweetly and slammed his hips upward with brutal force.
“Hiiiiiiigh…! Khh… I’ll do anything… anything you want… hnnnngh…! So please, not inside…!”
Labella’s voice still carried pain, but a sweet melody of pleasure had begun to weave itself between her words. Perhaps the real fear that she might actually become pregnant with her son’s child made her curl her legs inward despite the green vines binding her, desperately trying to bend her waist.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, sluuuurp…!
“Auu… I want to put it in deeper… okay? Okay, Mommy? Please…? I want to cum inside… I want to swell your belly until it’s huge. Please?”
Lost in overwhelming pleasure, Marei babbled whatever came to mind as he gripped Labella’s waist and rocked her body back and forth. All she could do was bite her lip hard, desperately clinging to consciousness that threatened to fly away at any moment.