episode_0103

She slipped her index finger into her cleavage, pulling her clothes down slightly. As my gaze was instantly captivated by the dizzyingly deep valley, she pulled me into an embrace, confirming her warmth, then whispered again.

“Will you call me Mom… again? Try it…. Mom…♡ I love you, Mom♡”

Unconsciously, I fumbled for her nipples, searching her chest. I wanted to suck Hyeyeon Ajumma’s inverted nipples like a child, making them erect.

Forcibly pulling up her unfastened bra, I saw lightly colored, pale brown areolas atop soft mounds.

But she had nipple piercings. A small needle pierced nipples half-buried in her flesh. Seeing that, I paused.

Hyeyeon Ajumma very carefully caressed the piercing, which had a black spade ornament attached. Then she spoke.

She said she got this piercing for her beloved Master-nim. So, she asked me to touch it a little more carefully.

She didn’t wait for my answer and took off her dress. When her slender waist and a seductive black garter belt with lace were revealed, I swallowed hard.

Stockings with a faint sheen, and her beautiful legs that wore them so effortlessly, stood out.

Beyond the thin see-through panties, her neatly trimmed pubic hair and… a slightly less neat cleft were enough to take my breath away.

Just a moment ago, I had been about to ask about her ‘Master-nim’.

I suspected that the slave in the latex mask, who had been bothering me, was actually her husband… meaning Jiyeon’s father.

But she was so beautiful that such doubts felt insignificant.

“See? Ajumma… is this much of a naughty woman. Since this morning… I’ve been thinking about what kind of underwear would be good to wear. I wish Doyun would take off the bottom part himself…?”

Hyeyeon Ajumma didn’t demand obedience like other mistresses. Even though she had purchased the right to use me as much as she wanted, she desired an equal relationship.

She didn’t hesitate to praise my timid penis. Instead, she leaned in closer, continuously maintaining its erection.

“Wait. Ajumma will make it stand up nicely for you to thrust♡ My beloved Doyun’s penis♡ It’s magnificent♡ It’s wonderful…♡ I love you—Doyun’s peenie… I love you♡”

Hoo-hoot, it must have been around then that Ajumma, smiling and putting on the condom herself, started to look like my Mom…

I rubbed my fully erect penis between her buttocks. Like a spoiled child, I spilled pre-ejaculate between her large buttocks.

Even though I knew Ajumma’s real slave was nearby, my hips didn’t stop.

Just before insertion, she repeatedly brought my glans to her deliciously open vagina and then pulled it away.

“Can you hear me… darling? You’re not already pathetically leaking semen, are you? You’ve been waiting for the main event as much as I have.”

The slave made choked, guttural sounds, struggling to speak.

“I really don’t know what you’re saying. Hmm… alright. When the sex is all over, I’ll let you use even the soles of my feet. If Master-nim allows it…♡”

As soon as the word ‘Master-nim’ came out, the slave desperately shook his head. He screamed and repeatedly slammed his head against the ground before finally calming down.

“The slave is very noisy, isn’t he? He’s been like that since a long time ago. For over ten years… continuously♡”

What on earth happened?

I too was constantly crying out. That this was wrong, that humiliating Ajusshi in front of his eyes should stop now.

But Ajumma, as if knowing everything, gently covered up the cries in my heart. With a face that implied this level of depravity was nothing.

“………Mom.”

Just like at the social club, I called her Mom. Mom’s vaginal walls were so tight I could feel them even through the condom.

With the vaginal pressure reaching the root, I clung to her waist as if collapsing onto her. I massaged Mom’s slightly sagging, yet still elastic, breasts.

I pressed my lips against Mom’s, who had turned her head with a joyful expression, and soon we kissed as if sucking each other in.

“I’m happy, Doyun-ah…! For becoming Mom’s man instead of my husband♡ Ahh… H-hngghh♡ I like it… keep thrusting just like that!”

Mom no longer hid her true feelings. I, too, was buried in her, going for a second round without even changing the condom.

I bit into the forbidden fruit, and each time, I drank in Mom’s gushing waterfall. Mom didn’t tell me to stop or to quit.

“I think I’m going to cum…! Mom, I’m going again!!”

“Haaahhh……♡ Yes, Doyun-ah. Let’s go together with Mom……♡! Ungh-hngggghhh…♡ Already the third cum…. I didn’t know Doyun was this potent….”

The excitement didn’t fade. I sat her down and felt her internal warmth in the cowgirl position. As I parted my lips and leaned in, Mom stuck out her tongue as if she’d been waiting, welcoming me.

Her nipples were already stiffly erect, fully asserting their presence. As I avoided the bothersome piercing and sucked on her nipples, Mom, calling me admirable, wrapped her hand around my penis.

As I was about to change positions and attempt insertion again, I saw a tattoo etched on her outer ankle. It was a tattoo with a capital Q in the center of a spade.

Mom, noticing my gaze, said this: that this tattoo meant she would obey her Master-nim for life.

“Master-nim… means……..”

She looked strangely alluring as she lifted her leg to cover the tattoo. Who on earth could this ‘Master-nim’ be? The man who could control her as he wished—

“Don’t think too deeply. That’s enough. You were manly enough…?”

“But Mom…. Jiyeon… Jiyeon is waiting too…”

“I know. But right now… I only want to purely make love with Doyun, don’t I? Let’s forget about Jiyeon for a moment… and enjoy this moment, just us?”

As she spread her thoroughly wet pussy, the accumulated fluid inside flowed down between her thighs. I instinctively buried my head in her crotch and drank in the gushing juice.

“I love it, Doyun-ah. I wish you’d have sex with Mom like this every… every day.”

A soft sound followed by a sucking sound. “Me too…”

“You’re erect again, aren’t you? You can cum. Come…♡”

After finally ejaculating every last drop of semen I could squeeze out, my penis began to ache.

Mom gathered the used condoms and showed them to me. With words of thanks for cumming so much, she squeezed out the semen inside and sucked every last bit of it.

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The sex was over, but I couldn’t calm down at all. Was it because it had been so long since I had sex filled with so much love?

Belatedly, I worried about Ajusshi and her future well-being. But no matter how many times I spoke indirectly, she consistently refused.

“That slave, you mean…? Hmm… but Doyun-ah. I never said the slave was my husband, did I? I told you not to worry about it from the beginning.”

“But…”

“Did you enjoy yourself? The feeling of becoming a predator.”

“Of course… it was good.”

“That’s all that matters. At least here, in this Spade…♡.”

—Never forget that feeling, that sensation. If you want to leave this Spade.

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《Character Information》

1. Name: Lee Hyeyeon 2. Age: 36 3. Gender: Female 4. Hobbies: Cooking, jogging, reporting 5. Height: 166cm 6. Three Sizes: B103 / W60 / H94 7. Fate Resistance: 23% 8. Sexual Preferences: Hard femdom, offering underwear after netorare sex with an invited man, swinging netorare sex, consuming semen-topped food, gloryhole sex slave, netorare report and handjob for small penis after AV filming. 9. Erogenous Zones: Vagina (78%), Nipples (65%), Oral (49%), Anus (37%), Clitoris (36%) 10. Penalties [Unopened: 1] ⓐ Corrupted Maternal Instinct: A variation of ‘maternal desire’. Guilt over netorare may diminish. ⓑ Rape Desire: Resistance to forced gang rape becomes difficult, and obedience increases over time. ⓒ Degredation: Experiences strong pleasure from corrupting herself. ⓓ Unique Constitution – Breast Milk: Secretes breast milk when aroused, even without pregnancy. ⓔ Black Spade: Absolutely obeys ‘Master-nim’. 11. Inner Thoughts (Remaining checks: 0) ⓐ Baek Junseok: ‘Master-nim asked. Are you ready to meet Jiyeon? But darling… can you meet her looking like that? It wouldn’t uphold your father’s dignity. Wouldn’t you need a stand-in, even if just for a short time? Don’t you think so too?’ ⓑ Namgeon: ‘???’ …[Currently unconfirmable items]

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##Lee Hyeyeon’s Story 1

One week prior to the present.

“-Representative Nam. Are you really going to quit like this? That business, you’ve been working on it behind the scenes, haven’t you?”

“Elder. Isn’t it time for me to shake off my doubts now? It’s the limit of Korea’s adult entertainment industry.”

“-It doesn’t matter to me, but you can’t ignore those elite gentlemen. They’re already prepared to move money.”

“I know. That they’re constantly eyeing my neck. Isn’t this all karma? I just want to end it quietly.”

“-Hmm… I see. Understood.”

“Then, I’ll see you later.”

Midnight Holdings, Namgeon’s office.

The phone carelessly tossed onto the desk made a dull thud. Namgeon silently stared at the woman standing before him, Lee Hyeyeon.

It was Hyeyeon who spoke first.

“You lost, Namgeon. Did you think the underground could be maintained indefinitely?”

“……Yes. I admit it was a transitional period. I was too hasty.”

“Hold a press conference. Apologize to everyone who has been harmed by you so far. That alone won’t forgive a single speck, but it’s enough to make the name Namgeon known to the entire nation.”

Namgeon lit a cigarette from where he sat. Behind him, an endless city panorama stretched beyond the large window.

He had long intended to cut out the underground establishment located in the hotel. It could become a weakness for him in future business expansion.

However, Namgeon’s patrons opposed this. They were influential figures both domestically and internationally, who had once benefited from Namgeon.

For Namgeon, who had brought down rivals considered big shots and even manipulated royal families, to shrink so much.

Those who knew Namgeon back then couldn’t understand his decision.

“Now that I think about it… Lee Hyeyeon. You said you had that list, didn’t you? The VIP list.”

“I already know it almost by heart. Though it’s hard to believe if it’s true.”

“Tell me. I’ll tell you directly whether it’s true or not.”

“November 20XX. Commission fee: one billion won. Work involving the second generation of C Group and her family.”

“Are you talking about that company in Gyeonggi Province? The one that’s bankrupt now. Their only daughter was educated abroad. Her husband was the second son of a construction company CEO. Both timing-wise and business-wise, marrying the son of a construction company was a good choice. Until a child was born.”

“Child………?”

“Surprisingly, no one was interested in what the daughter was doing during her studies abroad. The result came back as a genetic mismatch.”

“What…? What did you just say…”

“I merely made arrangements. She enjoyed her deviations too much, making it difficult to hide her private life. My role ended there. C Group’s bankruptcy is unrelated to me.”

“No, you provided the cause for it.”

“You’re exaggerating. Haha, well… alright. I’ll tell you one more thing. What else do you want to hear?”

“March 20XX. Commission fee unknown. Work involving opposition party member, National Assemblyman P.”

“That person already had a young mistress. His wife knew too. She endured it knowingly, because it was election season. But the assemblyman’s daughter had a different personality. When I leaked a flyer, she reacted quickly. She immediately went to the mistress, screaming all sorts of nonsense, asking if she was blocking her father’s path.”

“That incident… I know it. National Assemblyman P…”

“The result was a divorce right before the election. Naturally, the assemblyman caught in the scandal lost the election and was even dumped by his mistress.”

“I remember people saying he deserved it back then. It was a ‘soda’ ending [a satisfying or refreshing conclusion]…”

“A ‘soda’ ending, you say. …Well. I was the one who planted that mistress in the first place. That woman still works as a madam at Midnight.”

Seeing Hyeyeon’s stiff expression, Namgeon smiled faintly.

He emphasized once again. He merely carried out the client’s requests.

“Oh, why didn’t I mention this? With such an important guest in front of me. I’m starting to feel sorry, aren’t I?”

He offered Hyeyeon a seat on the sofa. She, angered by his offer of tea, urged him to finish what he had to say quickly.

Then Namgeon slowly opened his mouth.

“This is about you. To be precise, it’s about you and… your husband, who is addicted to netorare.”

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