episode_0631

631

[I think she noticed… from seeing the picture I took and texted to you, Siwoo, and from Saehee’s vibrator constantly going off…]

[The owner here saw the swelling on our butts when Saehee and I got our tattoos earlier, too]

Mom seems hesitant, then carefully continues talking.

[What did you say to the shop owner when they said that?]

Siwoo asked his mom, sounding a little nervous.

[Saehee and I hesitated and didn’t answer right away, but I think they knew from the start that there was someone else giving us orders, since we were acting like that…]

[And then since we bought so many tools, they recommended something else… said to ask you about it…]

Mom carefully told the story of how their slave status was revealed and about the item the tattoo shop owner recommended.

[What is it? What kind of thing?]

Siwoo asked his mom, sounding relieved but also curious.

[Well, it’s a dildo… looks like they make custom dildos by taking an actual mold…]

Mom continues to explain the item she heard about from the tattoo shop’s female owner.

[What? Take a mold? Of my thing? While it’s erect?]

Siwoo sends a message to his mom, filled with excitement, like a young child who has been introduced to an amazing new toy.

[Yeah. They said if they take one mold, they can make all sorts of variations… electric ones, or ones that you wear like underwear…]

Mom was conveying the shop owner’s words to Siwoo without any aversion or prejudice, as if she had always talked about such things without a second thought.

Beyond Mom’s tone, something like a changed atmosphere and trembling seemed to be felt.

A subtle and strange aura, as if a familiar routine had been slightly twisted, could be felt from the chat screen.

Was it because of the strange realization that their master-slave relationship had been exposed to someone else and was being accepted naturally?

The irreversible mark of the tattoo must also have been gradually transforming some sensation within Mom.

[How much does it cost? Doesn’t it hurt? How long does it take?]

Siwoo asks his mom as if he is checking on specific details.

[Since it’s custom-made, the cost of materials and labor are added separately, so it costs about ₩150,000 to ₩200,000 more than existing products…]

[The production period varies depending on the type, but it takes two days to just capture the shape as is… because the silicone has to harden…]

[They said the mold-taking process doesn’t take that long… they said it will be done in 30 minutes to 1 hour]

Mom continues the conversation calmly, as if trying not to add any unnecessary words.

[Really? That’s not bad~ What do you think would be good for Mom? Electric dildo? Or something to wear like underwear?]

[The one you wear like underwear, does that mean they put it inside the panties in my shape? Would it be okay to do something like that?]

[When I’m at school or when I’m with other family members, if Mom has to wear it alone all night, would it be better to have it in the form of underwear?]

Siwoo asks in a deliberately provocative tone, as if trying to draw out the desires and shame hidden deeper within Mom.

Siwoo imagines Mom wearing special underwear with a dildo in the shape of his penis attached to the inside, living like that all day long.

[If that’s what we’re going to do… it would be better to have it inside the underwear… I guess…]

Mom was talking carefully as if it were someone else’s story, but the loose agreement and vague hesitation at the end of her words were revealing the agitation within her.

[But I’d hate to miss out on an electric one~? Is it not possible to have both?]

Siwoo asks if it is impossible to combine the two functions and make them into one product at the same time, as if a thought suddenly occurred to him.

[What?]

Mom asked again as if she didn’t understand Siwoo’s words right away.

[I mean, can’t you put an electric function in the one that’s attached inside the panties! Is it possible to have it wireless like a vibrator?]

Siwoo asks his mom, clearly spelling out his intentions and imagination.

Is Mom also imagining herself wearing the dildo that Siwoo is talking about?

In the silence of being captivated by something, a quiet agitation seemed to spread out.

[Shall I ask the shop owner? If it is possible to put all those functions in at once? How is it? If they say it is possible, I’m thinking of going there even tomorrow~! Hehehe]

Siwoo speaks carefully, dropping playful expectations, as if trying to dig into Mom’s silence.

[Um… I’ll ask…]

Mom seemed a little flustered and paused for a moment before answering Siwoo.

While waiting for a response, Siwoo was imagining the figure of his penis, a dildo, being stuck inside Mom’s body and stirring around.

The movement of the dildo that scrapes against the vaginal wall, stretches the vaginal wrinkles, or changes the shape of the vaginal opening to squeeze out pleasure, every time she moves or changes position…

Siwoo’s thing swells up as if it is about to explode as he imagines the breaths and groans that Mom will let out alone while he is at school.

Siwoo took a deep breath to endure the sensation of climax that had risen just from his imagination.

After barely overcoming the crisis just before climax, a text message arrived from Mom not long after.

[They said it’s possible! Vibration and wireless, too…]

Mom sent a text message as if she were having a normal conversation, without batting an eye.

But Siwoo was almost certain that Mom was also entrusting herself to the trembling just before climax, just as he had reached near climax while imagining things.

[Then shall we hurry up and make it? What time are they open until there?]

Siwoo asks his mom, as if he has made up his mind right away.

[Looks like they are open from late afternoon until dawn…]

Mom’s answer comes back right away, as if she has just checked with the shop owner in front of her.

[Then Mom! Let’s go there together again tomorrow! I’m going straight there after school tomorrow! Remember the location well! Got it?]

Siwoo spoke to his mom as if all the plans had been confirmed.

[Tomorrow?]

Mom asks again, seeming flustered by Siwoo’s momentum and firm tone.

[Yeah, tomorrow! The sooner we take care of it, the better, right? Isn’t that right?]

[And as a date to commemorate our marriage! Do we need to make a reservation separately?]

Siwoo was speaking as if he was pushing ahead with the plan, regardless of Mom’s circumstances or reactions.

Mom went silent again for a moment.

Then after a while…

[They said a reservation is not necessary… they just asked to be contacted before leaving]

[And they said you have to shave before taking the mold, so it’s best to set aside plenty of time…]

Mom calmly gives her answer as if she has summarized the information that Siwoo was curious about.

[You have to shave?]

Siwoo asks, sounding slightly concerned about Mom’s words that he has to shave.

[Yeah! They said you have to shave because the hair shouldn’t get in the way when taking the mold… are you still going to do it?]

Mom was explaining the situation and asking as if to test Siwoo’s resolve and will.

Siwoo feels an unwarranted sense of rebellion at Mom’s words, which seem to be gauging his resolve and will.

[Of course! Even when I’m not home, I have to make you get used to my size and shape by putting my thing inside you all day!]

[Whether you go out, meet friends, or go out for work, unless I say otherwise, it’s standard to have it inside you from now on, so keep that in mind!]

Siwoo says, mocking and teasing Mom’s attitude instead.

[Have something like that inside all day?]

Mom couldn’t hide her embarrassment and spoke as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

[Yeah! And fill it with a plug like a stopper except when you’re putting mine in!]

[You’ll have to clean the floor often. Right? You already drip a lot, don’t you? Hehehe]

Siwoo continues his joking remarks, as if brushing aside Mom’s complaints lightly.

[……]

Mom sent back a resigned response without any particular reply.

[Ah~ I think they said earlier that if you take one mold, you can make several different things? While we’re making it, shall we make ones for Saehee and Seyoung as well? So they can wear them when they go to school…]

Siwoo adds playful remarks as if to provoke Mom once again.

[Do whatever you want… How can I stop someone who is going to shave and make something like that?]

[You’re just trying to tease Mom now, and you’re going to do everything you want anyway, no matter what Mom says, right?]

Mom is speaking to Siwoo in a nagging tone again, with a mixture of complaints and self-deprecation, but even in those words, there still seemed to be a shameful desire, an ambiguous love-hate relationship, and a secret anticipation.

Come to think of it, if she hadn’t actively conveyed the shop owner’s story to Siwoo, she wouldn’t have had the humiliating experiences and embarrassing experiences that she will have in the future…

[Even so~ If Mom had said she didn’t like it until the end, I would have thought about it~! Hehehe]

Siwoo teases Mom until the end, mixing in laughter as if to provoke her.

Mom was silent again.

Could it be that she is hesitating and repeatedly writing and erasing her words?