episode_0125

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Cheol-jin’s bizarre behavior stopped only when it was lunchtime.

“Don’t I have to go during lunchtime?”

Shi-woo asks, casually, to Cheol-jin, who still doesn’t seem to want to tell him what’s going on.

“Ah, I think I can extend the intervals a bit…”

Cheol-jin answers as if deliberately feigning disinterest, as if he enjoys Shi-woo’s frustration and curiosity.

Shi-woo was about to ask something more, but he got a spiteful feeling and decided to wait until he was told.

Even while eating lunch at the school cafeteria, Cheol-jin kept paying attention to his smartphone.

At first glance, a different screen than before was showing on Cheol-jin’s smartphone.

“What? What is that?”

Shi-woo couldn’t resist his curiosity and asked again.

“Huh? This? Why? Curious?”

Cheol-jin, seeing Shi-woo’s renewed interest, made an obviously delighted expression and spoke as if he were teasing him.

“God damn it! If you’re going to tell me, just tell me quickly, or get that out of my face, you crazy bastard!”

Shi-woo finally starts to get angry.

“Puhahaha! Okay, okay!”

Cheol-jin answers, laughing as if satisfied with Shi-woo’s reaction.

“What was that?”

Shi-woo said, pointing to the smartphone Cheol-jin was looking at.

“It’s a bit crowded here, so let’s eat first and I’ll tell you somewhere else.”

Cheol-jin says to Shi-woo with a sly smile of accomplishment.

**

After eating, Shi-woo and Cheol-jin were on the rooftop.

Cheol-jin hesitated a bit more, as if acting important, before finally showing Shi-woo his smartphone.

“Seriously! Why are you stalling so much when you’re going to tell me anyway?”

Shi-woo snatches the smartphone that Cheol-jin held out to him, being irritable.

On Cheol-jin’s smartphone screen, there was a video that looked like an upper gastrointestinal endoscopy.

A video that seemed to show bumpy, moist, red mucous membranes surrounding the lens and wriggling.

“Looks different from before? What is this?”

Shi-woo asks Cheol-jin, looking at the screen as if trying to focus.

“What does it look like?”

Cheol-jin asks Shi-woo back with a triumphant smile on his face.

Shi-woo glances at Cheol-jin’s facial expression and then checks the video on his smartphone again.

‘No way…no way…’

Shi-woo felt a sudden dizziness.

A screen he remembered seeing in a video he had received from Cheol-jin sometime ago.

Shi-woo was speechless with embarrassment.

“What do you think of our mom?”

Cheol-jin asks the embarrassed Shi-woo in a nonchalant tone, as if he were choosing a vending machine drink for an after-meal refreshment, in contrast to the triumphant expression he had been wearing.

**

What was showing on the screen was Gyu-ri’s vaginal endoscopy video.

It seemed that the endoscope video attached to the electric dildo was being transmitted to Cheol-jin’s smartphone in real time.

Furthermore, according to Cheol-jin, Gyu-ri is apparently tied up and left unattended.

Cheol-jin had been changing Gyu-ri’s position, who was tied up with tools, every hour or running home like crazy as soon as the break bell rang to take care of her physiological needs.

Shi-woo, whose astonishment at Cheol-jin’s bizarre behavior, which far exceeded the bounds of normalcy, now bordered on admiration.

“Hey, don’t you feel anything about showing this to other people?”

Shi-woo asks Cheol-jin, calming his surprised and pounding heart.

It was already surprising enough that he was making his own mother do this kind of thing, but showing it to other people was something Shi-woo couldn’t even imagine.

“Why are you acting surprised now? You saw it too, the slave contract!”

Cheol-jin was saying, as if he was surprised by Shi-woo’s belated reaction.

“No, still, isn’t this a bit too much? You mean your mom was doing that all morning?”

Shi-woo asks Cheol-jin, seemingly worried about Gyu-ri’s physical condition.

Even if she had signed a slave contract with the gentleman, he wondered if it was right to treat his mother like this.

Shi-woo suddenly imagines his mother signing the slave contract in his head.

Sun-mi’s true form, a real slave, naked and tied up, with a dildo stuck in her vagina…

Shi-woo’s thing starts to get hard.

“She was always like this! Because she’s a mom, shouldn’t she usually resist or scold me? But this bitch knows how to position herself when she’s tied up and just wets herself while being tied up so willingly?! Hehehe.”

Cheol-jin was telling Shi-woo as if showing off a new toy he had bought.

“Don’t you have to go again by now? You still have to make sure she eats.”

Shi-woo speaks to Cheol-jin as if he understands the relationship between the mother and son who are playing bondage humiliation, but at the same time, he is genuinely worried.

“I’m going to skip lunch! This bitch, she’s going to be so flustered when she thinks I forgot I tied her up, right? Puhhihi.”

Cheol-jin says, laughing as if he’s excited about his novel prank.

To Cheol-jin, Gyu-ri was no longer his mother.

Shi-woo stares at Cheol-jin, dumbfounded and with his mouth open for a moment.

“Or why don’t you go and come back this time? I left the front door wide open, so just go in and unlock the handcuffs and the ropes on her legs. Don’t forget to send her to the bathroom and tie her up again when she comes back.”

Cheol-jin is asking Shi-woo to do something so absurd without any hesitation.

“What?”

Shi-woo was asking back because he couldn’t understand what Cheol-jin had just said for a moment.

“I blindfolded her and tied her up on the sofa? Go and come back pretending to be me!”

Cheol-jin says, handing Shi-woo a small piece of metal that looks like the key to the handcuffs.

Cheol-jin seemed to be serious.

“I might do something to your mom, are you sure it’s okay to just send me?”

Shi-woo asks, as if to confirm Cheol-jin’s true intentions one last time.

“Well? I think that would be a reward for that bitch? What does it matter? Just do what you want!”

Cheol-jin’s answer is so insanely cool.

Cheol-jin must have been broken somewhere.

**

There was still plenty of time left for lunch.

Shi-woo leaves the school gate as if he has something to do.

According to what Cheol-jin said, Gyu-ri would be tied up in ropes and handcuffs and starve until Cheol-jin returned home.

Out of pity, Shi-woo first stops by a convenience store to buy bread and milk.

Then, he headed to Cheol-jin’s house at a fast pace.

Shi-woo’s hand, tightly gripping the handcuff key, was already soaked with sweat.

**

Cheol-jin’s house, which he arrived at quickly.

Cheol-jin’s house was, as Cheol-jin had said, with the front door wide open.

An unfamiliar scene of a daytime home living room was being shown to Shi-woo through the open front door.

Shi-woo steps into Cheol-jin’s open front door.

As soon as he entered, the lewd, cooling, and humid smell of a female body seemed to directly reach Shi-woo’s skin.

Shi-woo takes off his shoes at the entrance and enters the living room, muffling his footsteps.

The sound of a twisting machine and Gyu-ri’s moans are faintly heard from inside the living room.

At that moment, Shi-woo had no choice but to stop as if he had stopped breathing at the shocking sight.

There, Gyu-ri was lying on the back of the sofa with her head tilted back in a strange posture with her knees bent.

Gyu-ri’s legs, with her knees bent, were wrapped and tied with ropes so that they could not be straightened.

One of the ropes that connected below both knees was wrapped around the back of Gyu-ri’s neck, and Gyu-ri’s hip joint also seemed to be bent and fixed towards her upper body.

Both hands, handcuffed, were also passed behind her head and seemed to be fixed somewhere.

Before Shi-woo’s eyes, there was Gyu-ri naked and restrained with ropes and handcuffs.

The crevice between her voluptuous and plump thighs that were folded and spread apart.

A huge dildo stuck in her exposed genitals.

It seemed to be the same dildo that was transmitting the video to Cheol-jin’s smartphone.

A charging cable was connected to the end of the dildo.

The vibrator placed near her clitoris was applied to her skin with skin tape and vibrated with a magnificent sound.

A red dog collar around her neck.

A black blindfold covering her eyes.

Headphones covering her ears.

Gyu-ri, in a perfect bondage position, moaning as she twisted her body.

Several empty 2-liter plastic water bottles were scattered on the living room floor.

Cheol-jin probably made Gyu-ri drink it on purpose.

Gyu-ri, as if sensing Shi-woo’s presence, was startled and started talking.

“Cheol…Cheol-jin? M…Mom needs to use the bathroom…b…badly~! You said you would let me go if I held on for another hour, right? Please~!”

Gyu-ri was saying as if begging her son.

She didn’t seem to recognize Shi-woo right away because of the blindfold and headphones.

Shi-woo picks up his smartphone and starts taking pictures in silent mode.

The screen flashes and Gyu-ri’s explicit appearance is captured on the smartphone.

Shi-woo takes off his clothes and prepares to assault Gyu-ri.

Shi-woo’s thing was already getting bigger as if it was about to explode.

The noises of the afternoon residential street are faintly heard through the open front door.