Chapter 24 Mother's Face-Sitting Fellatio
Chapter 24 Mother's Face-Sitting Fellatio
Drip-drip-drip-drip-drip♥
The golden shower was over.
To an outsider, the First Madam's elegant appearance—now sullied by her son's piss—would have made her seem like nothing more than the refined eldest daughter-in-law of a wealthy family, not a fanatic of a pseudo-religious cult.
Yet even now, this terrifying woman kept her eyes gently closed, a faint smile lingering on her lips.
"A golden shower face-sitting... You're so bad! You mustn't do this to Da-eun! The only one who would indulge in such depravity is me—your mother. But I have to admit... it felt good. It's been so long since I've been humiliated like this... My head is burning. The guilt is flooding my brain with dopamine. Hnngh."
Was she seriously planning to keep up this act of being a doting, all-forgiving mother even now?
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep!
The timer went off.
"Ptooey. My turn now?"
The First Madam spat out the mixture of my piss and her saliva, then calmly stood up.
She walked over to the sink, picked up the showerhead, and sprayed herself with cold water.
"Aaaahhhh. So cold."
Her face and movements were eerily composed, as if she hadn't just had her pretty face drenched in her son's urine.
But I saw through her act.
The First Madam knew that even if she flew into a rage and lunged at me, she couldn't overpower me with brute force. So she was retreating—for now.
By nature, she was far more hot-tempered than even the fiery Fourth Madam. But she was also a woman who could coldly calculate the best method and timing to unleash that rage.
Mun Ye-hwa was truly terrifying.
She was the one who had helped my father transform Cheonmyeong Sect—once a small, insignificant religious group—into the massive pseudo-religious cult that the entire nation now despised.
She wouldn't go easy on me anymore. She wasn't in the mood for games.
She would unleash a real face-sitting fellatio, finish me off quickly, and bring an end to this mother-son incest battle that was nothing more than a fleeting amusement to her.
But this wasn't the end.
It was the beginning.
The moment we returned to the cult's holy grounds, the First Madam would secretly gather the fanatics who obeyed only her.
Then, she'd manufacture some excuse to lure me alone into her residence—
And it would begin.
The same torment she had inflicted on countless rebellious followers before me.
She wouldn't let me go until she had broken me—her own son—into her personal sex slave through every horrific method of mental conditioning imaginable.
Her elegant demeanor was nothing but a facade.
A monstrous obsession.
A deranged madness.
She was every bit the high-ranking officer of a pseudo-religious cult.
And yet, this woman was my mother.
And this mother was obsessed with me.
I hadn't been timid as a child.
I'd just been desperate to survive in a den of madwomen.
"Aghhhh, aghhhh. Ptooey."
While the First Madam was rinsing her mouth, I carefully shifted to the side and unlocked my phone.
I converted the video I'd just taken into a GIF and began uploading it, one by one, to the incest forum where my First Madam was a moderator.
Her face was blurred, but not her heavy, soft, voluptuous breasts.
Her slightly plump but irresistibly touchable lower belly.
Her obscenely thick ass that could comfortably take my full weight as I pounded into her.
Even without showing the First Madam's pretty face, everyone in the incest forum would know—
This woman.
Was a prime bitch.
Not just some pretty face you might stumble across on the street, but a once-in-a-lifetime fuckdoll.
Ordinary men would never get the chance to mate with a woman like this.
Even if they happened to cross paths with her, they'd only steal furtive glances at her tits and ass—careful not to be caught.
And even then, only when she was clothed.
Touching that body? Getting her attention?
That never happened for ordinary men.
The only men who got to mate with a woman like this were the so-called alpha males—those who had reached the pinnacle of wealth, ability, or looks.
A fantasy.
But times had changed. Technology had advanced. With the rise of forums like this, ordinary men now had the chance to glimpse that fantasy.
Just like now.
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I refreshed almost immediately after posting, and there were already eight comments.
I wanted to check them, but with no way of knowing when the First Madam would finish showering, I focused on uploading more instead.
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Word must have spread fast in the incest forum—the comments were pouring in quicker now.
"Aigoo. Aren't you going to wash up, son? Were you planning to make Mommy clean your dirty little cock with her mouth? You're so mean! I still remember how you used to follow my sweet little daughter around, calling her noona... When did you grow up to be such a naughty boy?"
The First Madam set down the showerhead, wringing the water from her hair as she spoke to me.
"You know, don't you? When I called you my sex slave earlier... that wasn't serious. It's just... I was jealous. Lately, you've been ignoring me and getting so close to Da-eun. You know Mommy would never really do that to you, right?
You know Mommy loves you, right?"
Just like always—just as she had since I was a child—she was gaslighting me.
But I'd fallen for her dirty tricks hundreds of times before. I wouldn't be fooled again.
No—maybe I would have been.
If the First Madam standing in front of the mirror right now wasn't shaking her obscene ass at me in blatant seduction.
If her eyes—usually gentle and half-lidded—weren't burning with the predatory glare of a carnivore as they met mine through the mirror.
"...I know, Mom."
That's right. I knew.
I knew my First Madam, Mun Ye-hwa, was undeniably evil.
Unlike the Fourth Madam, who—though it didn't excuse her actions—at least had her reasons, Mun Ye-hwa had none.
She had no reason to drag innocent families into a cult and spend her life exploiting them.
Born into wealth.
Graduated from a prestigious university. Married the CEO of a thriving mid-sized company.
Gave birth to my childhood friend and noona, Mun Ji-yeon.
She should have lived a blessed life—one of money, beauty, and peace.
But Mun Ye-hwa didn't stop there.
She wanted more. Something more stimulating.
In the end, she joined the cult and became my father's bride—without even divorcing her husband.
From there, she built the pseudo-religious sect, exploited its followers, and climbed her way to the rank of Holy Seat.
A villain deserving of the nation's hatred—unless you were one of the brainwashed devotees of Cheonmyeong Sect.
...And yet, no matter how evil she was, one fact remained undeniable:
Mun Ye-hwa was my mother.
I had grown up in her arms.
"Mom. Do you remember? That time we went to the amusement park together. When I was five."
With my finger hovering over the final upload button—the GIF of me pissing on the First Madam's bare face—I asked her.
For a moment, she looked stunned, as if wondering why I'd bring that up. But soon, she turned to me with an elegant smile.
"Of course I remember♥! You threw a tantrum, begging me to buy you cotton candy—how could I forget... Ah. You fucking—"
She cut herself off, as if finally noticing the resolve in my expression.
Every word from the First Madam was a lie.
At five years old, I hadn't gone to any amusement park with her—I'd been dragged into human experiments for the development of the Holy Medicine.
Those memories were still vivid.
So what the hell had I been expecting from her?
A mother? A son?
Mun Ye-hwa was a monster who'd even used her own daughter, Mun Ji-yeon, as a tool.
"...Eun-woo? What are you doing?"
The First Madam's elegant smile vanished, replaced by a serpentine coldness.
Slowly, I raised my phone toward her, showing her the post I was about to upload to the forum.
A GIF of her—
Sucking, stroking, licking my cock in a face-sitting fellatio—
Gagging as she swallowed my piss—
The face of an elegant beauty.
My First Madam, Mun Ye-hwa.
Soon to be exposed to thousands of strangers in the incest forum.
The First Madam's elegant smile returned.
But it wasn't the composed one from before. The left corner of her lips trembled. The right corner couldn't lift properly, twisting her smile into something grotesque.
"S-Son? N-No, you can't. I told you, didn't I? It's just a hobby—a hobby! It can't interfere with my work. And think about it! What would the devotees think of me?"
Only the cult's upper echelons knew the truth—that my First Madam, Mun Ye-hwa, was a deranged slut.
To the ordinary followers, she was the ideal devotee of Cheonmyeong's teachings—practically a saint.
So yes, this would deal a blow to her reputation.
But I didn't care. I'd known that from the start.
"So... p-put it down, okay? You've never done anything like this before, so you might not understand, but I don't actually want to get caught. The thrill is in the risk—no one actually wants their life ruined!
P-Please, son? I'm sorry for everything. I'll apologize properly."
As I listened to the First Madam's tearful pleas, I felt my cock hardening.
What was this?
I was tormenting my own mother—so why was I getting turned on?
Was this another side effect of the Holy Medicine?
Proof that the same tainted blood as my father—the cult leader—ran through my veins?
Or was it just the sheer pleasure of revenge?
"Don't do it, son. The investigators are already after me—do you really want to give them a reason to lock me up? Even if it's just public indecency, they'll twist it into something worse... Are you really going to send your own mother to prison?
And do you think you'll be safe?
You know the truth, don't you? That you have no real power in the cult—no matter what fancy title they give you. Without our protection, you won't survive in the sect!"
It didn't matter.
I'd already decided to leave this cult behind—to live outside its walls.
"Go ahead. Press it! If you do, I'll turn you into a limbless onahole! I'll strip you down to nothing but your pretty face and your cock, then lock you in the cult's dungeon to serve every last whore for the rest of your life!"
When begging and reasoning failed, she resorted to threats.
In her desperation, she'd even cast aside the mask of motherhood.
The woman before me wasn't my mother, Mun Ye-hwa—
Just a bitch who wanted to break me into her personal fucktoy.
Her true nature, laid bare before her son.
"Press it, and you're finished! You'll be a limbless onahole! A limbless onahole! What the fuck is wrong with you?! I've sexually harassed you a million times before, and you never—"
I pressed the upload button.
"......."
The First Madam's face went blank.
Then, a beat later—
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The scream of my First Madam—Cheonmyeong Sect's saint and the world's most wicked woman—filled the women's restroom.
At that very moment.
Jang Yu-mi, a college junior who lurked in the incest forum collecting fap material as usual, was groveling to the regulars for the deleted images from the admin's recent post.
But soon, a flood of new posts made her efforts unnecessary.
Though her preference was brother-sister incest—specifically with a younger brother—an overwhelmingly hot piece of material rendered such preferences meaningless.
Especially when the uploader had seemingly thrown caution to the wind and posted her unblurred face.
"H-Holy... fuck."
Jang Yu-mi had been fingering herself, but realizing that wouldn't be enough, she bolted naked from her room in search of her dildo.
"H-Hey! Put some clothes on, you gorilla!"
Her younger brother, lounging on the living room couch, shouted at her. But with the fap material of a lifetime at risk of being deleted any second, Jang Yu-mi had no time to spare.
She dug out the dildo hidden in the bathroom drawer, wrapped it in a towel, and rushed back to her room. There, she began masturbating to the GIFs and videos of a son brutally conditioning his mother.
Without even checking if her door was properly closed.
"Aahn, aahnaaahhh♥ Aaahhh♥"
Hearing his sister's moans, the younger brother quietly rose from the couch. Peering through the door crack at her exposed pussy, he subtly pulled down his pants.
While his sister lost herself in masturbation, entranced by the sight of a prime bitch's body and a son's monstrous cock—
The younger brother, too, began stroking his half-hard cock as he watched his sister's private show.