Chapter 7 Fourth Mother Kang Da-eun
Chapter 7 Fourth Mother Kang Da-eun
Kang Da-eun was a woman who had forced me to cum inside her pussy at least five times even before she started taking the Holy Medicine.
A woman who remained unsatisfied no matter how long I ate her out, who demanded I crawl under tables to lick her while she worked.
If I couldn't get hard from repeated ejaculations, she'd shove my limp cock inside her anyway,
clamp her thighs around my waist,
cross her ankles behind my ass like handcuffs,
and berate me with terrifying glares and curses until my dick swelled to fill her tight cunt again.
And now this insatiable slut was drooling like a broken faucet, having swallowed who knows how many doses of Holy Medicine.
To satisfy her now, I'd either have to make her cum over ten times in a row, or give her orgasms so intense they'd equal that number.
Otherwise, the residual drug compounds lingering in her system could detonate her libido at any moment like unexploded ordnance.
So this wasn't... assault. Nor was it a son cruelly tormenting his fourth mother.
This was a massage.
Yes, a filial piety massage.
A pussy-squelching, squirt-gushing massage.
I grabbed Fourth Mother's ankles as she kept bucking her hips and lifted them high.
Then I pressed my heel against her soaked panties - now transparent from her juices, utterly failing as underwear - and leaned my weight down.
"Uh? Uhh?! Uuuh? S-son? W-wait, you don't have to—"
"'Have to'? Got it."
Deliberately misinterpreting her, I ground my heel into her pussy.
Then started vibrating my leg rapidly.
Thudthudthudthudthud—
"Aghhh! Aghhhhhhh!"
Even as I brutally stomped her cunt with my heel, I made sure to occasionally sweep my entire foot across her clit with finesse.
Almost instinctively, I'd found this bitch's weak points.
Fourth Mother seemed to hate cumming from something as trivial as this more than the humiliation itself, desperately trying to hold back.
Naturally, I didn't allow it.
Though normally I cowered before her like she had dirt on me, during sex I knew every sensitive spot of her pussy.
I adjusted my footwork more precisely.
Despite her intimidating aura that could make grown men cower, Fourth Mother's pussy was pathetically weak - one touch and she'd gush before collapsing.
Having never been with other women, I couldn't compare, but...
And though Fourth Mother always bragged it was just my face and dick, not her being weak...
Pathetic was pathetic.
"Ugh, ugh, ngghhoooooh!"
I was nothing special - just a handsome face and an unusually large cock.
But after being drafted as the Cult's comfort priest right at adulthood, I'd discovered an unwanted talent:
I was exceptionally good with women's bodies.
Only during sex, of course - normally Fourth Mother dominated me... but between the sheets, even she couldn't act recklessly.
If she got cocky, one flick of her clit would paralyze her.
"How many times? Two? Three? Anyway, I'll give you five more. So don't pester me for sex until after the funeral."
Fourth Mother's face twisted in humiliation at having her pussy trampled by her son's foot, yet her expression also betrayed reluctant pleasure - until her attitude suddenly shifted.
The moaning slut glaring at me now looked exactly like when she'd disciplined me as a child.
"Yah, Lee Eun-woo. Who do you think you are, ordering me around? You've gotten real cocky lately. Want me to give you another Mental Education like old times? Stop acting up and be grateful I'm letting you eat me out."
Mental Education.
Sounded like some normal disciplinary method without physical punishment, but in reality meant kneeling in confession until she forgave me (usually for imaginary offenses).
Like an abused dog that still cowers despite becoming a beast, my body froze under her gaze.
"Yah, Lee Eun-woo. Take your f-foot... ahem... off my p-pussy."
But even Fourth Mother couldn't overcome the shame of her current bitch posture - her glare soon wavered into embarrassment.
I snapped out of my daze too.
I wasn't the abused child anymore.
No need to tremble at her words like before.
I looked down at Fourth Mother beneath my foot.
"What's with that look?!"
She shouted, but unlike childhood, her glare sparked no fear.
Just pathetic, still pretending superiority with her pussy wide open for me.
And her trying to act tough while getting her cunt stomped was just hot.
Unlike before, I held her gaze.
"Huh? W-what? Not gonna glare back?"
I wasn't looking at her as a son now.
If I were, ingrained habit would've made me avert my eyes.
But gazing down at this beautiful, vulgar bitch desperately craving my cock? No need.
"Want me to fuck you?"
Fourth Mother's pupils shook.
Her raised chin slackened, tightly pressed lips trembling.
Drool escaped her mouth's corner as the left side twitched upward.
Just imagining it made her unable to suppress a smile.
She was an addict to my cock.
"......"
"I said, do you want it?"
I asked as she gulped.
"Do you want it?"
Silence made me repeat.
"...Yeah."
"Can't hear you. What was that?"
"Y-yeah!"
"Speak properly."
"...I want it."
"Want what?"
"...Your dick."
"Say it right."
"...Fuck me."
"Say it properly."
"I said fuck me!"
"Mom. You're not a kid - no tantrums. If you want my cock, ask properly and politely."
Fourth Mother bowed her head, avoiding my intense stare.
I lifted my foot from her pussy and brought it near her face, dripping with her juices.
Mocking her pussy's twitch at smelling her own arousal, I began teasing her stiff nipple with my big toe.
Tap tap tap tap.
"Ugh, uh. S-stop that."
Humiliated at being dominated by someone she considered beneath her, Fourth Mother gritted her teeth - but her resistance didn't last.
"Stop?"
Unlike earlier's brutal pussy stomping, my toe now moved with extreme gentleness.
"Don't you dare use informal spee—"
While holding one ankle up with my left hand, my right began stroking her pussy.
Between nipple and clit stimulation, Fourth Mother was at her limit.
I could clearly see it - her pelvis and pussy twitching on the verge of orgasm.
But I stopped right before she came.
Her dazed eyes - no, a bitch's eyes - turned to me.
Now completely, utterly my bitch's eyes.