People… to be exact, men with their own sex slaves were sitting in the middle of the street, harassing and raping their slaves, spreading their legs for her own son. She felt utterly devastated, but there was nothing she could do.

    She had already been sold into sexual slavery by her son.

    If my son tells me to do something, I have to do it. How can I resist?

    “Mom…I’ll really put it in..?”

    “…Yeah. I’d rather be raped by my son than by another man…”

    Choi Mi-ju muttered as if talking to herself rather than Min-hyeok, and closed her eyes tightly, trying not to look at her son inserting himself.

    Fortunately, she has no sensation in her vagina, but she can’t help but feel the dirty thud sound as his thigh touches her butt.

    “Whew…Whew..! Mom..Finally..!”

    A naked woman on the street…having sex with her mother, and no one stops her.

    Rather, I just get an erection looking at Choi Mi-ju’s rippling breasts…

    Even ordinary women passing by do not look at Min-hyuk with contempt.

    Rather, they just praise him as someone who succeeded in having a good sex slave.

    ‘I’m not an object..! I’m not a trophy to brighten up my son’s life..!’

    Choi Mi-ju thought as she felt her son’s rough hands gripping her mother’s two large breasts and rubbing her waist.

    ‘How did the world become like this..!’

    Sex slavery is basically priced high.

    However, if you have a lot of experience, have given birth, or are ugly, the price goes down to the price of a computer, but having a decent sex slave can be a measure of your success in life.

    Choi Mi-ju lamented the fact that having a sex slave became the standard for determining success in life.

    ‘There’s nothing I can do…’

    She just spreads her legs for the son she gave birth to and raised.

    In fact, Choi Mi-ju had been suspecting for a long time that Min-hyeok was seeing her as a woman.

    Even if you consider things like sneaking in and fondling my chest while I’m sleeping to be the childish behavior of a young man with a strong sexual desire, I still remember the way Minhyuk would look at me as if licking my eyes when I was wearing baggy clothes.

    “Mom..Mom..!”

    It’s not like I’m secretly stroking my sleeping mother’s breasts.

    It’s not like I’m secretly masturbating with my mom’s panties in the laundry basket.

    It’s not like I’m spying on my mom, who dresses loosely and often shows her panties.

    You are legally groping your mother’s breasts and tasting the vaginal discharge that only your husband should be able to use!

    He was so ecstatic with the fact that this kind of daily life was possible in the future and the sight of his mother’s heart fluttering beneath him that he stole her karma.

    “..!”

    Choi Mi-ju was terrified when her son tried to kiss her deeply, and tried to push him away, but for some reason, she couldn’t find the strength in her arms.

    ‘Biochip..!’

    Choi Mi-ju’s resistance, forced to obey her master, was impossible from the start, and she obediently opened her mouth and forcibly allowed her son to taste the inside of her mouth and give her a deep, depraved kiss.

    “Eungeup..! Haeup..Cheweup..”

    Minhyuk, who knew that she hated it, did this… She finally realized that he was raping her, and tried to keep her tongue from touching him, but the biochip did not allow her to resist at all.

    Choi Mi-ju, who was disgusted by the strange fact that she would naturally lick her son’s tongue while staying still, and secretly lamented that she would never have thought that she would be raped by her son, decided to behave well and be granted a little more freedom since it was a fate she could not escape anyway.

    “Whoa…whoa..Mom..I’m going to cum inside..!”

    Ouch.

    It was such a dangerous thing to say that she almost forgot the promise she had just made, but she managed to smile.

    “Ugh…yeah…you can piss inside, my son…he’s not another man, he’s my son…”

    “Mom..!”

    Minhyuk, deeply moved by her words, poured out all the semen he had been holding in into his mother’s vagina.

    Choi Mi-ju couldn’t feel the cum pouring into her vagina, but when she saw her son’s waist trembling, she realized that she had finally been ejaculated by her son.

    “…Good job, son.”

    Choi Mi-ju stroked her son with a face that seemed to have put everything down.

    ***

    A month later.

    Min-hyeok, who had his own mother auctioned off as a sex slave, brought her to his house and made her do housework or used her for sexual purposes.

    Since she couldn’t even commit suicide, Choi Mi-ju had to quietly spread her legs for her son or do some work.

    When Minhyuk went out to work, she was guaranteed freedom.

    .

    A freedom I never experienced when I was imprisoned in the human ranch..!

    Choi Mi-ju was immersed in the sweetness that freedom gives.

    One day, she was able to hear news of her friend.

    A friend who criticized Minjun and his family together.

    The friend is currently being sold to an employee of a small to medium-sized company, and is being used as a sex slave every day, and is said to provide sexual services to the owner’s boss once a week.

    When things got worse, the owner would take her to the company and let the company employees use her as they pleased. When Choi Mi-ju heard the news of her friend crying and complaining that being gang raped was physically difficult, she recalled the days when she was full of resentment toward her son who raped her, let alone submitting.

    ‘What if my son hadn’t bought me?’

    ‘What if I was forced to be a sex slave to some random man?’

    ‘What if, instead of being free like my friend, I was tied up with a leash like a dog raised in the yard and raped by passersby on a daily basis?’

    Choi Mi-ju, who shuddered at the reality she didn’t even want to imagine, stopped secretly scolding her son from that day on and tried to treat him as gently as possible.

    Min-hyeok, who highly regarded Choi Mi-ju’s efforts, allowed his mother to go out without restrictions during her free time, and Choi Mi-ju adapted to her life as a sex slave.

    “..Son, you know that woman is your sister, right?”

    It’s been a month since she became a sex slave.

    Min-hyuk was on his way to the human ranch with Choi Mi-ju. When he told his mother, who was anxious because she didn’t know his intentions, about the woman he was trying to bid on, Min-hyuk stopped the car and looked at his mother, who seemed to be incredulous.

    “Ah, no, that’s what mom said…that’s…”

    “Don’t you want to see your little sister? Should I just go back and let her be raped every day as a sex slave by a man whose face I don’t even know?”

    “I’m sorry! I’m sorry, son..! Mom said something wrong!”

    Choi Mi-ju, who absolutely could not accept the reality of her beloved daughter being raped and treated so cruelly by a man whose face she did not even know, apologized to her son with a pale face.

    ‘At least you should stay by my side..!’

    It’s not that I can control my son, but I can live with him.

    “Honestly, after spending time with my mom, I sometimes wonder if I really need to buy a younger sister. It’s a burden to me because it doesn’t come at a relatively cheap price like my mom’s.”

    “Ah, son…. But, she’s your sister. Are you going to hand her over to other men?”

    Kim Min-hyuk smiled in satisfaction at the different meaning of the words, “She’s your little sister,” and rubbed his mother’s chest once or twice.

    “Don’t worry, you’ll still win the bid even if you say it like this.”

    “Yeah..”

    A mother begging her son to please buy her a little sister.

    In the past, this would have been a statement that would have been met with social criticism and even buried, but people in this world accept it as if there were no problem.

    In just a few years since Minjun began his activities in earnest, he changed the moral values of the people of the world.

    Kim Min-hyuk no longer feels shy about fondling his mother’s breasts.

    Just touch it naturally as if you were touching something that is your own.

    Apart from feeling sexual arousal, Kim Min-hyuk already considers his mother’s body as his own.

    Choi Mi-ju sighed inwardly after realizing that, but as expected, nothing changed.

    While her son was driving, Choi Mi-ju went into her phone’s gallery and looked at the pictures she had taken.

    If the pictures I took in the past mostly felt like family pictures, the pictures I took recently were all obscene and lewd pictures, as if they were AV shoots. I blushed because I knew that I was the only obscene naked subject in those pictures.

    Choi Mi-ju remembers how she had desperately begged Min-jun not to film her son having sex with her cell phone and post it on the internet, and then remembers that Min-jun was the one who created the adult SNS that her son used, and grits her teeth at him.

    “Mom, please don’t just sit there and suck my dick..”

    “..If Mom does that while I’m driving, won’t it be a nuisance?”

    “It’s okay because I’m going to drive at a constant speed.”

    “Okay.. If you think you’re going to have an accident, stop right away?”

    “Yes.”

    When her son asked her not to do something lewd at all when they were together, Choi Mi-ju sighed inwardly again and put her son’s penis in her mouth.

    At some point, her aversion to having sex with her son had diminished significantly, but Choi Mi-ju, who still didn’t realize it, just resented Min-jun for turning the world’s sexual values ​​upside down.

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