Chapter 15 First Mother Moon Ye-hwa
Chapter 15 First Mother Moon Ye-hwa
"Conditions? Tell me. If it's what my son wants, I can do anything. Deep throat? Sure. No matter how big my son's cock is, I can take it all the way down my throat. Licking your ass? Yes, yes. There's no part of my son's body that's dirty. I can suck you anywhere."
I glared at First Mother, whose elegant beauty suited her hanbok, as she spat out vulgar and obscene words.
"That's not what I meant."
"Eh...? Then, don't tell me you want my virgin ass—"
I gave her a sharp look, cutting off her crude words.
"Ahahah, got it. Got it. Just kidding, son."
She turned slightly toward me, sticking out her butt. It didn't feel like a joke, but I let it slide for now.
"One orgasm. That's it. You'll stay still until the funeral is over. Understood?"
"Ehh? I don't like that. I've waited ten years to taste my son's cock, and you want it to be over in less than ten minutes?"
First Mother shook her head cutely, her mature, sophisticated appearance clashing with her childish act.
It didn't suit her, but every time she did that, her large breasts swayed naturally, drawing my gaze.
"I'm not talking about me."
"Then?"
"I mean, you'll stop after one orgasm."
"...Ah, I see. Now I get what you were thinking."
First Mother's eyes turned cold. The relaxed demeanor she always had around me vanished in an instant, replaced by a terrifying aura.
Her narrowed eyes gleamed with murderous intent.
"Hmm, this is new. It's so ridiculous that it's actually exciting. You know, son? You're the first man to challenge me like this. Of course, it's only because you don't know any better..."
"So, is that a refusal?"
At my provocation, First Mother smirked, her smile dripping with confidence. But this smile was different—it was threatening.
I swallowed quietly, thinking this was her true nature.
When Father was arrested, the detectives swarmed, but First Mother, the second-longest-serving wife in the cult, wasn't taken.
They searched frantically but found no evidence.
There were plenty of suspicions, but key witnesses suddenly committed suicide, and the evidence warehouse burned down.
Afterward, First Mother sued the detectives who had treated her roughly and demanded massive compensation from the media outlets that had exposed her.
As this story shows, First Mother Moon Ye-hwa's usual elegant, refined image was all a facade.
The truth is this.
My First Mother, Moon Ye-hwa, is not the beautiful, mature flower she appears to be.
If she were a flower, she'd be a poppy laced with deadly narcotics.
This was a gamble.
"If you lose, don't even think about hitting on me again. Don't even think about using cult points to summon me as a service officer. Agreed?"
It was a sudden, almost forced proposal—
But First Mother laughed.
As if mocking my challenge, she smiled confidently.
She had returned to her usual relaxed demeanor, but to me, it was even scarier, as if she was hiding her true thoughts.
"Your conditions are too harsh. If I lose, it's only good for Da-eun. Hmm, what if you come first?"
I kept my mouth shut.
I glanced at the darkness where the mothers were lying and signaled her to move.
I didn't want to run into Fourth Mother while arguing with First Mother here.
That would be a disaster.
If First Mother, a traditional high-ranking member of the cult, clashed with Fourth Mother, who had risen as a new power through the sale of holy medicine—with detectives breathing down our necks—it wouldn't end well.
As I walked, I felt my cock swaying conspicuously and quickly changed positions.
"Son. Not answering? What if you come first?"
First Mother pressed close, her hot breath on my back as she followed me.
She was already worked up at the thought of what she could do with her son.
This crazy bitch.
A real fucking pervert.
But I couldn't ignore her forever.
I knew from experience that First Mother would keep this up if I didn't engage. Unlike Fourth Mother, she had no shame.
The day after Father was arrested, she went to the grocery store without a care, ignoring the stares and pointing fingers.
Unless it was about her body, I doubted anyone could hurt her.
First Mother had a self-centered mentality.
So, after moving to a darker spot, I spoke, feeling guilty for having this conversation with a woman who might be my biological mother.
"If I lose, I'll do whatever you want."
"Oh my. You called me 'Mom' after so long. I'm happy ♥"
First Mother placed her palms on her cheeks, giggling shyly, her body swaying like a flower in the spring breeze.
A youthful charm, mismatched with her age and voluptuous allure, radiated from her.
Anyone who didn't know her true self would fall for her at first sight.
"But, 'whatever I want'?"
"Exactly."
First Mother smirked lewdly.
"That means your cock will reach here."
She pointed to her lower belly with a finger.
"And here."
She moved her finger to her breasts, then lifted it to her mouth, sucking it provocatively.
"Mmm~ ♡"
She pulled her finger out with a pop, finishing her sentence clearly.
"So, you're saying you'll come to fuck me whenever I want? No need to use points to summon me as a service officer. Just a mother-son free-fuck arrangement?"
I nodded calmly.
Even if I lost and tried to backtrack later, I knew it wouldn't work.
Once she had a target, she'd chase them to the end.
Fighting was better than running.
Even if the fight was through sex—which was absurd—the battle between First Mother and me would be more intense than a fistfight, digging deep into each other's bodies.
"I like it. My son willingly becoming my sex slave—why would I refuse?"
I smirked at First Mother, who called her son a sex slave without a hint of shame.
That was why I had clung to Fourth Mother, who was only slightly older than me, when I was young.
There had been no adult I could rely on except for Fourth Mother, Kang Da-eun.
Of course, even she wasn't a good adult to me as a child, but that was the past.
After tonight, Fourth Mother Kang Da-eun had grown kinder to me and would continue to change.
And now, I'd make First Mother Moon Ye-hwa the same way.
Not long after eating out Fourth Mother Kang Da-eun, I returned to the women's bathroom where I'd been with her and told First Mother to swear to Cheonmyeong-nim.
Cheonmyeong-nim was the name of the fake religion Father had spread.
Unlike Fourth Mother, who didn't believe in any god and only joined the cult for the money from illegal activities, First Mother was a devout believer.
Of course, her interpretation of the "love" emphasized by Cheonmyeong-nim was far from what outsiders would call a good believer...
"You're bringing up Cheonmyeong-nim? You're really serious?"
First Mother looked genuinely angry, but she seemed too turned on to back out now.
"Cheonmyeong-nim. I, Moon Ye-hwa, your believer, pray to you."
First Mother knelt, clasping her hands in prayer.
She looked like a chaste nun who had served God for decades—on the surface.
In truth, she was a high-ranking fanatic in the cult.
"I swear to you that the first to orgasm in this contest will become the other's sex slave ♥"
"......"