Side Story 39: Tormented by My Sissified Friend and His Mom
Slurrrp~!♡
A filthy, ravenous sound slapped against his ears.
"Nngh… uh…"
Kim Minjun forced his eyes open through a thick, sour haze. Between the blur of his vision, bare bodies were tangled together in a writhing knot of skin.
Wh-what the hell…
He couldn't make sense of any of it.
H-how… what even happened…?
He tried to move. His arms and legs wouldn't answer. Something had him bound, though he couldn't tell what or where.
M-my head's all foggy… nngh… it hurts…
He gave up on moving and started rewinding the film in his skull, frame by frame.
R-right… I came over to Eunwoo's place… talked with Eunwoo's mom…
And after that—
Then… wh-what happened after that?
Nothing. The rest was a blank. There was no need to panic, though. His vision was already clearing, and it would show him exactly what was happening in front of his face. It would explain precisely what kind of situation he had landed in.
Ah… I can see it now…
"W-wait…?"
The first thing that snapped into focus was this:
"Bleeeeh~♡"
A skin-tight pink high-leg leotard. A pig-ear headband. A tail anal plug jammed into his ass. The cheap, vulgar costume of a breeding sow.
"J-Jo Eunwoo…?"
And in that getup, his ex-girlfriend? — was dragging her tongue up some man's balls like they were the best thing she'd ever tasted.
"Wh-what… is this… what the hell…"
And right beside Eunwoo—
"Schluuurp~!♡"
A cow-print micro bikini. A cowbell around her throat. Another tail plug in her ass. The full dairy-cow cosplay.
"…Mom…?"
Han Soeun's back filled his vision as she slobbered over that same man's cockhead, side by side with her own son.
"You awake?"
And the man spoke to him.
"Ah… aahh…"
The thing the mother and son were servicing so devotedly belonged to the person who, just a few days ago, had taken ownership of Kim Minjun's entire life.
"Kim Minjun."
His Master.
"H-how is this…"
It was a stupid question. One look at who was holding the leashes around both their throats told him everything.
"It's exactly what it looks like."
Still, answering was only human.
"Soeun's one of my favorite slaves, you know."
Master laid out the absurd truth as if he were commenting on the weather.
"Ah…"
Kim Minjun could only let out a short, broken sound.
"That's… not possible…"
The regret hit him in the bone. He finally understood just how stupid he had been.
E-Eunwoo's mom too… she's already been reduced to a slave?
Eunwoo had claimed his family was being blackmailed. That it was all a lie.
H-he said it was a lie…
It hadn't been a lie at all.
Blackmail, leverage — none of that even matters. They're already finished!
The Han Soeun who had greeted him with a smile and listened so carefully to every word — all of it had been an act.
Right… now that I think about it, I just blacked out. There was something in that black tea I drank…!
Rage at being played wrapped around his whole body.
How could you do this to me…!
And yet, even as his life was being ruined in real time—
"Schwaaahp…!♡"
"…"
—the scene unfolding in front of him was so violently pornographic that the words died in his throat.
Lick, lick~♡
His friend, poured into that filthy costume, the elegant line of his back and the nape of his neck on full display, that pretty face flashing into view as he greedily lapped at a pair of balls.
And then—
Kim Minjun swallowed.
That enormous ass, framed and exaggerated by a thong, swaying as she worked. Lips pushed out in a cheap, slutty pout. His friend's mother, built like a dairy cow, putting her whole heart into a blowjob.
Clink.
Life stirred in the cock that the drugs had left hanging limp.
"M-ma'am… what… what on earth is going on…?"
Was it the betrayal of being lied to? Or just the low, ugly instinct to crawl all over the sleek female body right in front of him?
"And that outfit… were you… always like this…?"
He had a dozen better questions. He asked about the costume and the scene anyway.
"W-when did you start doing this… and where did you even learn…"
"Minjun."
Han Soeun cut through his chatter with a single word.
"Y-yes…?"
"I'm serving Master right now. So be a good boy and shut your mouth."
"…"
Kim Minjun was being punished. Punished for daring to bare his teeth at Master. He barely had the standing to grasp his own place, and here he was, firing off questions without permission and demanding answers.
"Minjun's still a newbie, so I guess he doesn't get it~"
But Master was merciful. He could have put the boy through every kind of hell as a lesson. Instead, he was going to help Kim Minjun understand why he was in this position at all.
"Soeun, why don't you explain it yourself? How you ended up like this — and just how happy you are being my slave? Haha."
"If that's what Master wants…♡"
Han Soeun lifted her mouth off Master's cock. Then she came toward Kim Minjun on all fours.
Those huge breasts swung so low they nearly dragged on the floor. Her hair spilled down over her shoulders in a slow, sensual fall. And the look she fixed on him was wet and knowing.
Kim Minjun's whole body locked up, like prey staring down a predator. Maybe that was just what happened when you'd never really been with a woman.
She planted both hands on her knees and pushed herself upright — then shoved that violently oversized chest into his stomach. The cow-print bikini only made it worse. She looked like she could fill a dozen bottles of milk without trying.
He swallowed dry spit. He couldn't stop.
"Mad that I lied to you?"
Han Soeun looked down at the cowering boy, her voice gone cold.
"Auntie tricked you, spiked the tea you were drinking, put you to sleep, and now she's sucking Master's cock. That make you angry?"
M-Master…
Hearing that word again from the mouth of someone he had loved.
"…"
He couldn't get the answer out loud. He just nodded, like a sulking child in front of a grown-up.
"But you know…"
Kim Minjun was a grown man. The more he acted like a brat, the crueler she wanted to be.
"A male slave, of all things…"
She set both hands on his shoulders.
"A-auntie?"
"And you dare get angry at me?"
The pointed toe of her high heel crushed down on his balls.
"GYAAAAH—!"
The scream tore out of him.
"I stepped lightly~ Don't be so dramatic."
There was no part of that anatomy that took a "light" step well.
She pressed down again.
"A-a-au-auntie…! I-I'm gonna die…!"
"Are you? That would be inconvenient~ You still have to live for Master's sake, after all…"
None of that was her problem.
She smeared those swaying udders all over his face, right up against his nose.
"Well? Feeling a little more alive?"
A-a-auntie's tits…?!!!!
The pain almost seemed to ease—
Then she ground down harder.
"A-a-a-AAAAAGH—!!!"
…or not.
"Ghk… khuh…!"
While Kim Minjun's consciousness started to slide away from the shock, Jo Eunwoo crawled in between his mother's legs.
"Wow… they're already turning blue."
He jabbed with a fingertip, savoring his friend's reaction.
"H-hey…! Jo Eunwoo…! D-don't touch—?!"
"What~? You like it too. You're leaking pre all over the place. Hehe…♡"
The price for raising his fangs at Master was going to be paid in full.
"Auntie's disappointed in you, Minjun~ You used to be such a good, obedient boy in school…"
Han Soeun stroked his face as his eyes rolled back, scolding him in a teacher's voice.
"You begged and begged to be Master's tribute slave, and we finally let you — and the very next day you betray him? After you already stamped the contract?"
The look she gave him was worse than anything you'd give a bug. Cold contempt and pity mixed together, the gaze you reserve for the lowest thing in the world.
Clink.
To a masochist, it was the most perfect look imaginable.
"Nnngh…"
Getting hard while his balls were being crushed only yanked on his prostate and doubled the pain. Drool ran down his chin. He was a breath away from passing out.
"Look at that. A born maso after all…♡"
Eunwoo piled on, helping his mother dress his friend down.
"Master was gracious enough to take a thing like you as a slave, and this is how you repay him…"
He breathed a warm, sticky puff of air over his friend's swelling balls.
"You really need to be punished, don't you?♡"
A shiver ran through Kim Minjun. In the middle of the burning pain, that sweet little rush of pleasure scrambled his brain all over again.
"Honestly… I was gonna let you punish him, and you're spoiling him rotten instead."
Master watched it all with a smirk, twisting the knife.
"Minjun~ Was my offer that hard to swallow?"
He walked up behind Han Soeun.
"Guess I didn't sell it hard enough."
He pushed his cockhead into her from behind.
"Hahhn?!♡"
"Maybe this'll change your mind? Hahaha."
And then he drove it in to the root, all the way to the mouth of her womb.
"OOOOOOHK!!!♡"
His friend's mother came apart in a raw, honest climax right in Kim Minjun's face.
The wet slapping started immediately after — Master pounding her from behind in earnest.
"Eh… eughh…?!♡ Nnghhhhh…!♡"
Did she just finish already…?
Her reactions were that violent, that shameless. Spit flew off her lolling tongue and speckled his skin. That vulgar face stamped itself onto his optic nerve.
And the most insane part was what was underneath her — the one straining to hold up the cow-mom as Master's powerful thrusts slammed into her.
"Haaahn…!♡"
Jo Eunwoo, the little sow, serving as the pedestal.
"All that training in the bathroom paid off, huh? Our Eunwoo~ You've gotten real good at being furniture. Haha."
"Th-thank you sho much, Mawster…! Eunwoo'll twy harder…! I'll work weally hard so Mawster can have even better sex…!♡"
"How does a pig talk that cute? Haha."
He gave his precious little sow a smack.
"Hahhn…!♡"
"Let's hear if that squeal's as pretty as the rest of you."
Another pair of slaps.
"Oink~! Hee-hee~!♡"
"That one's just cheap. Haha."
It was trashy. Low. Degenerate.
And still—
"Hahk…! Hahk…!"
—Kim Minjun's heart hammered like it was going to burst.
These people… they're all insane…!
Maybe because what he was looking at sat at the very bottom of being human — the most primitive appetite there was.
Mother and son, lined up and getting used, both of them wearing ahegao faces. His head spun.
I-I'm getting dizzy…!
Jo Eunwoo couldn't quite take Master's weight. He planted his hands on Kim Minjun's knees and braced. Han Soeun tightened her grip on the shoulders she'd been holding and dug her nails in. The wet slapping went on, and she let herself go completely, every greedy, shameless expression written across her face.
"S-so… Kim Minjun…"
"Huh…?"
Pinned under his own mother and whimpering, Jo Eunwoo spoke up.
"C-changed your mind yet…?"
"A-about what…?"
"That you know what you did… and you're gonna beg M-Master… for being a worthless little dick born to talk back to him…♡"
He jabbed the balls again, demanding an answer. A white spark of pain shot through Kim Minjun.
Fuck…! Why should I…! You think I'm gonna bow my head over this shit…?
But it wasn't only pain closing around him.
"Haaangh…!♡"
Not the pretty, staged moans you heard in porn. Ugly, classless, filthy sounds poured into his ear from inches away. Her tongue hung out, cheap and loose. Her eyes had rolled back. That beautiful face was twisted into something hideously lewd.
Mother and son, crushed under Master's strength and weight. Kim Minjun took all of it, flattening under the load.
"Hahk…! Hahk…!"
And on top of that pressure—
Th-their hair… it's so soft…!
It had been one indulgence after another. Mother and son's hair sliding up and down his skin made every hair on his body stand on end.
What had broken him last night hadn't been fear or pain. It had been pleasure.
"Alright… I'm gonna cum — take all of it!"
"Haaahn…! Yeeees—!!!♡"
On Master's signal, a thick flood of seed pumped into Han Soeun's cunt. He came so hard it squeezed out through the seal and spilled down, pouring straight onto Eunwoo's ass below and painting a thoroughly obscene picture.
Meanwhile, Kim Minjun was genuinely losing his mind under Soeun's lush body as she used him for a pedestal and climaxed. His nerves had taken in so many pain signals and pleasure signals that they were overloading. Another step up the ladder as a masochist.
Master pulled out.
"Euhk…!♡"
Han Soeun's strength left her and she collapsed. Jo Eunwoo couldn't hold his mother's weight any longer either, and he crumpled across Kim Minjun's lap.
"Hahk…! Hahk…!"
Mother and son tangled together, sobbing for breath. It looked so much like a mother-son rice bowl that Kim Minjun's brain started to melt.
"Come to think of it, Minjun said he was into thick, meaty bodies, right? That's why you're loving this so much. Haha."
Watching his reaction, Master already had the next stage in mind.
"This time I'll spoil you properly — so don't you dare get ideas above your station."
"W-what… are you talking…"
"What do you think~"
Master tapped the floor with his foot, pointing. As if to say: lie down right here.
"We're gonna let you be Soeun's chair~ Haha."
Apparently, he intended to finish this for good today.