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Chapter 51: The Website Address Written on Mom's Body. www.sexslave011.com
When I first saw my mom's naked body, I quickly covered it up, thinking I had seen something I shouldn't have.
But I've changed in many ways now.
You could call it corruption...
I've already become a perverted son who gets disgustingly aroused watching videos of my mom being abused and violated by others.
Now I...
I've become uncontrollably aroused looking at my mom's naked body, which Kwak Young-cheol gave me as a "gift."
My mom was lying there motionless, as if unconscious, probably because she had been given much more alcohol than usual.
Looking at her, I got a rock-hard erection, abandoning all human decency.
Like male dogs who don't recognize their own mothers after becoming independent.
"...Haa...haa"
So, pushing aside my conscience, breathing heavily,
I stared intently at my mom's body.
Though I'm her son, mom's body was young, firm, and sexy.
The body of a woman in her early 30s with two children.
But physically, she looked no different from a fresh woman in her early 20s.
Her breasts weren't as big as my sister Mi-hyun's, but they were still E-cups. Large enough to fill one hand completely, and actually more perky and well-balanced than Mi-hyun's.
Below, her waist narrowed elegantly, joining with her wide pelvic line to form an hourglass shape with a larger bottom half.
Her wide pelvis was sexy and stimulating without further explanation.
Why do men like wide hips? It's a biological instinct, indicating an ideal "field" that can easily bear children.
Mom has the most fertile and excellent field, making every man around her fantasize about planting their seed in her.
Even me, her son.
And her long leg lines extending downward were artistic too.
Her thighs were thick enough to match her wide pelvis. But rather than fat, they were firm and elastic honey thighs.
Yet her ankles were thin and slender, creating the most ideal line.
She only wore a short skirt, so I understand why those bastards at the used car dealership all got aroused.
It's not strange that they abused and violated mom as soon as they got the "owner's" permission, after just looking at these legs every day.
Somehow, instead of being angry as her son, I found myself sympathizing more with those male employees who ruthlessly violated my mom at the first opportunity.
Ah.
But.
Mom's artistic body—
was full of traces of being crudely "used," whatever debauchery she had endured at the drinking party.
Mom's snow-white skin was covered with palm prints everywhere
and her smooth skin, like drawing paper, was insulted with dirty graffiti too vulgar to mention.
Unlike September 10th, when there was just one sentence... her breasts, stomach, thighs, and buttocks were covered with obscene insults.
"..."
Still, despite seeing mom in such a state, my perverted sexual desire for my own mother wouldn't subside, so I finally spread her elastic thighs apart.
I wanted to see mom's pussy directly.
But mom's pussy showed evidence of what had happened today
Someone had stuffed a rolled-up condom into her pussy like a plug... and around it, mom's crotch, buttocks, and inner thighs were all wet with sticky white foam.
Evidence that not just one or two people, but several had repeatedly ejaculated inside her without stopping...
Evidence that mom had been gang-raped all night by those bastards.
F-uck.
And, as if predicting that I would look at mom's pussy.
Below her pussy, along her inner thigh, there was an arrow drawn with bright red oil marker,
And on the white skin of her inner thigh, there was writing in oil marker.
www.sexslave011.com
Small writing in a position that wouldn't be easily visible if I had just undressed her, as if for me to discover while examining mom's body.
Though I felt it was a trap, I was mesmerized and opened the internet browser on my phone to go to that address.
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Sex slave.
When I entered this explicit domain name, it asked for a password.
It seems to be a private site.
As I spread mom's legs wider, I saw that there was also an arrow drawn on the opposite thigh... which I could see led to the back of her thigh.
Indeed, it would have been easy to miss if she were just lying down.
The back of her thigh... or rather, at the boundary between her buttocks and thigh, where the skin folds, there was a 4-letter password written in small letters that could only be recognized when I spread it open.
In other words... to enter this address and see the content, I had to thoroughly examine mom's body.
Just by entering, you can tell what I did. Since it requires a password, even if the view count goes up by 1... it's obvious, isn't it?
The trap is obvious.
But I had no choice but to enter.
Even though I thought of it as Pandora's box—at the very bottom, there was "hope," right?
After entering the password, there was one post.
Click.
When I entered the post, there were two videos.
The first video was... CCTV footage...
Today, or rather yesterday since it's dawn now. Footage recorded in the company president's office yesterday.
"...Shit"
I didn't even know there was a CCTV... it caught me masturbating while getting extremely excited watching videos of my mom.
"Crazy..."
Hah...
In the end, not only mom but I too had been caught by Kwak Young-cheol.
I really couldn't understand why I did it, why I got so uncontrollably excited and masturbated in the president's office...
It was clearly recorded on the president's office CCTV that I didn't even know existed. The unfilial sight of me masturbating while using videos of my mom's humiliation as material.
"Haa... fuck"
My face was burning hot and I didn't know what to do. Now, no matter what Kwak Young-cheol does, I can't escape the stigma of being a crazy perverted son who masturbated while watching videos of my mom being humiliated.
I was about to lose my mind from the tightening tension, but I forced my trembling hand to click on the other video.
The other video below was edited just an hour ago.
"Huu... huu..."
It was a compilation of videos shot from various angles showing what mom had experienced from yesterday evening until dawn today, just before now.
So anyone could easily understand what happened. Recording hours of filthy acts...
I clicked with trembling hands.
Though I had an intuition that I could never go back, never return to how things were before.
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10 hours ago.
6 PM.
Seo Na-yeon was feeling good lately,
Finally, she could escape this company, this used car dealership.
For two weeks before her son came, people had seemed completely crazy. They had sexually abused Seo Na-yeon in various ways, dragging her around so much that normal work was difficult.
Especially... the worst was when they shoved a mop handle into her delicate pussy and twisted it around terribly.
Bastard.
It was that bastard Yoon Young-soo's doing.
It hurt so much that she screamed to please take it out, but her mouth was tightly gagged with pantyhose, so only wailing came out... though even if she had spoken, they probably wouldn't have removed it.
During that time, Seo Na-yeon had to feel to the bone what it meant to be treated as a "sex slave" or rather a "urinal."
"Ah, I really hate it..."
Fortunately, since her son Hyun-seong started working part-time, they restrained themselves at the company, but occasionally during company dinners, she still had to spread her legs for one or two employees without fail.
These days, Kwak Young-cheol seemed more excited by seeing Seo Na-yeon being sexually abused and violated by others than by embracing and violating her himself.
"....."
But actually...
Though she said she hated it, Seo Na-yeon's body experienced her pussy getting wet when recalling those two weeks of hardship.
"Ungh..."
So sitting in the bathroom, she rubbed her clitoris with her fingers while recalling the humiliation and shame she had experienced, the memories of being forced to submit to various men, being covered in semen or having her pussy violated.
"Ngh... ah..."
Just thinking about it, her pussy was already getting wet and sticky.
It should have been an unpleasant memory...
Why, when she recalled being grabbed and forced to climax several times a day...
"Haa... haa"
Slam.
At that moment, the door to the women's bathroom where Seo Na-yeon was sitting opened without a knock.
"Ah..."
"What? Are you fucking masturbating here again?"
"Close the door"
"I don't want to"
The one who opened the door and came in was a male employee of the same age, Yoon Young-soo.
"Your son quit today?"
"So what? I'm quitting too. By tomorrow, I won't have to see your ugly face anymore."
"That's why I came, fuck, hehe"
"....."
Yoon Young-soo was the most active in playing with Seo Na-yeon's body.
He also had the most sadistic tendencies, except for Kwak Young-cheol.
But perhaps because of that, Seo Na-yeon's body had to experience the most forced orgasms at Yoon Young-soo's hands.
"Do you know you're participating in the dinner today?"
"I know"
Seo Na-yeon spoke curtly as she gathered her thighs again and pulled up her skirt that had been pulled down to her ankles.
She had climaxed the most with Yoon Young-soo, but except for Young-cheol, he treated Seo Na-yeon the most selfishly and without manners. So there was no way she could feel good about him.
"Whew... what will I do when our Seo Na-yeon leaves? I'll miss you."
"You'll have to solve it by jerking off yourself."
She was planning to move from the used car dealership to Kwak Young-cheol's newly established company with the plausible title of "secretary."
Therefore, a company dinner was scheduled under the pretext of a "farewell party for Seo Na-yeon."
The venue was to be held in a large room rented at a room salon newly managed by Kwak Young-cheol.
"Hey. But did you hear that?"
"What?"
"Hehe. The boss is making Deputy Manager Kim Cheol-ho the manager here and putting him in charge, and he's planning to take me there."
"...What?"
As Seo Na-yeon frowned, Yoon Young-soo arbitrarily pulled down Na-yeon's skirt that had just come up to the middle of her thigh.
And he thrust his crotch right in front of Seo Na-yeon's face as she sat on the toilet.
"Please take good care of me in the future too, Ms. Seo Na-yeon. Hehehe"
"...Ah fuck... really?"
"I'm disappointed. Why are you cursing? We're going to be 'colleagues' now, hehehe"
"...."
As Seo Na-yeon sat there with an annoyed expression, Yoon Young-soo arbitrarily inserted his finger between Seo Na-yeon's pretty lips and touched the inside of her mouth as if violating it.
"Give me a release before the dinner. With your mouth."
"Ha... are you really doing this?"
"What? Did your training get reset because of your son? Don't you remember how you worked before? It was your daily routine to squeal like a sow saying 'Please stop, Mr. Yoon Young-soo~Ahng~' hehe"
"....."
Taking Yoon Young-soo to the new company too.
The meaning was obvious.
Seo Na-yeon had an intuition that she wouldn't just end up as Kwak Young-cheol's personal secretary at the new company.
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