"I first found it digging through the drawers in mom's room."
"Found what?"
"You know, BDSM gear; black blindfolds, handcuffs, a red dog collar with a leash."
"Really?"
I wasn't unfamiliar with BDSM, mostly because of Daeho's influence.
"But inside a red dog collar, it had mom's name on it! 'Whore Slave Park Gyuri'... I found it about a month ago? At first, I was doubtful. But it kinda seems like mom's really into being a sub, right?"
"A few days ago, when dad came home from a business trip out of town for the first time in a while, right before dinner, I was watching TV in the living room. Suddenly, there was this loud bang from the kitchen. I turned around and dad was grabbing a drink from the fridge, and mom was cooking at the sink?"
"Despite the loud noise, she was just so calm... I looked closely and saw that red dog collar on mom's neck, the one that says 'Whore Slave Park Gyuri.' Her face was turning all red... She was getting excited from humiliation play right in front of her own son!"
"After dad went back down to the provinces, when it was just me and mom, I just went crazy and hit her. She was doing the dishes. Right after I hit her, she turned around shocked, and I regretted it instantly. I was like, what crazy shit did I just do... I thought I was gonna die by mom's hand, and I felt like I was gonna cry."
"But then mom just sighed heavily and turned away pretending nothing happened?! She seemed resigned... I doubted it, but then I hit her again a little later... And she still didn't react?... My heart was racing, I thought I was gonna die. Then I kept hitting her on the butt until she finished the dishes, and she didn't say a word."
"After she finished the dishes, her face was red and she said she was tired and was going to bed early. I ended up masturbating like five times right there that day. Can you believe my story?"
Daeho's story was shocking.
The aunt Gyuri I had known since childhood...
"Do you wanna try hitting my mom too?"
Daeho's suggestion surprised Jinwoo once again.
As messed up as it was, asking his friend to hit his own mom seemed insane.
His body was trembling with excitement.
The opportunity to spank aunt Gyuri's ass was something he had never even thought about in his lifetime.
But he couldn't bring himself to answer.
Images of his angry mom came to mind.
At the same time, he saw the disappointed faces of his family.
"Man, if my mom hears about this, I might get beaten to death."
"Ah, you scaredy-cat~! It's fine, didn't you see earlier? Ah, so pathetic."
In the end, Jinwoo did nothing.
When Jinwoo left the house, Aunty Gyuri greeted Jinwoo as usual as if nothing had happened.
That attitude made Jinwoo even more excited.
All the way home, Jinwoo was excitedly imagining spanking Aunty Gyuri's ass.
But then he remembered his angry mom's face and shook his head, overwhelmed by guilt.
A mix of fear, guilt, and anxiety tormented him severely.
This confusing state continued to repeat.
After a while, he realized the object of his spanking in his imagination had switched from Aunty Gyuri to his own mom.
At that moment, Jinwoo's whole body was covered with goosebumps.
In Jinwoo's imagination, there was no longer the disappointed and angry face of his mother.
Instead, there was 'Whore Slave Na Haemi', excited and blushing from being spanked by her son.
Jinwoo was trembling with uncontrollable excitement.
* * *
Ever since Jinwoo got home, he couldn't calm down.
He couldn't look his mom in the face when he walked in.
He could still hear the snapping sound of Daeho's hand hitting Aunty Gyuri's ass ringing in his ears.
The momentary expression of shock and embarrassment on Aunty Gyuri's face kept flashing before his eyes.
Now he could easily conjure up his mom's face making the same expression.
Sitting in his room, Jinwoo wondered.
What would happen if I spanked my mom's ass?
Maybe that day would turn into another day of mourning.
But still, the thought of seeing mom's face turn red with embarrassment was oddly appealing.
Suddenly, he pictured his mom wearing a dog collar, her ass pushed out, leaning over the sink.
A dizzying pleasure wrapped around his entire body.
His cock had been hard for a while now, and it felt like it was reaching its limit, becoming massive.
Jinwoo locked the door and started masturbating to the thought of his mom for the first time in his life.
Mom was a slave.
With a collar and a leash, leaning on the sink, ass out
Jinwoo's huge cock rammed into her like a dog from behind as she took hits to her ass.
With each hit, mom breathed hard, barely holding in her moans of endurance.
After a while, as a conqueror, Jinwoo was reaching the climax of pouring everything into mom's womb from behind.
"Ah...mom...Haemi~"
Jinwoo's massive load sprayed everywhere—monitor, keyboard, desk, you name it.
The sadistic pleasure and the feeling of domination that had filled Jinwoo vanished in an instant, and overwhelming guilt and self-loathing crashed down on him.
"Fuck, fuck"
He was hit by a wave of immense regret.
Could he ever look at mom's face the same way again?
He felt tears moistening the corners of his eyes.
Desolation and guilt seemed to wash away the remnants of pleasure lingering in every corner of his body.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck"
He covered his eyes with his hands and repeated the same curse over and over for a while.
* * *
Some time passed, and it was dinner time.
Jinwoo finally pulled himself together, cleaned up, and went downstairs to eat.
Sohee noona and Minji were sitting at the dining table, and mom was serving the rice.
The rice cooker was on the second shelf of a rail-style storage unit, and it was low enough that it seemed easier to scoop the rice while kneeling or squatting down.
Mom was squatting down, serving rice into a bowl and then passing it to Sohee noona.
Wearing a light gray pleated skirt that came down to her knees and a wine-colored T-shirt, mom's outfit revealed her slender waist and voluptuous ass as she squatted.
Seeing mom's big, full ass right in front of him, Jinwoo felt his post-orgasm regret vanish, and he started getting turned on again.
He stared blankly for a while until he felt his cock stiffen slightly, snapping him back to reality to find a seat.
"What were you doing in your room? Come down quickly, it's tough for mom to prepare the meal alone."
Sohee noona, still holding onto the morning's incident, scolded Jinwoo.
Caught off guard by noona's sudden question about what he was doing in his room, Jinwoo blushed, remembering his masturbation.
"Oh my~ Our Sohee has grown up~ So, did you finish cleaning your room?"
Before Jinwoo could answer, mom interrupted noona's words with a tone that suggested she was starting something.
"Oh man! I'm slowly getting to it~ And I help a lot with the housework usually. It's because Jinwoo is always holed up in his room doing weird stuff that you say that. Why do you only talk to me like that, mom~huh?"
Sohee noona whined to mom as if she felt unfairly treated.
"What are you talking about, saying mom only talks to you that way? Jinwoo does the dishes a lot too. Today, Jinwoo will do the dishes, so don't be too hard on your brother."
Naturally, Jinwoo was selected as the dishwashing duty for the evening.
Jinwoo felt a weird thrill from noona's mention of his "weird stuff," and the strange situation of his mom defending him, who he had sexually fantasized about just a while ago.
That feeling was causing him to get an erection.
"Tonight's side dishes include sausages, your favorite, oppa. I made them earlier~ I like them too."
Minji spoke up while Jinwoo was embarrassingly dealing with his erection.
Minji's face, the face that had been a source of innocence in this house.
Turning to look at Minji, she gave him a slight smile.
Like in the morning, Jinwoo felt his cock stiffen even more.
Now, even Minji was no longer a safe presence in the house.
Jinwoo, thinking there was nothing he could do about his erection, mindlessly gazed as mom turned towards the stove to get the stew, and he started sneakily staring at her bouncing, voluptuous, elastic ass.
It felt like slapping that ass with the palm of his hand would create a satisfying echo throughout the kitchen.
And seeing mom moan quietly and get turned on would be something to see.
Jinwoo was fully erect and it wasn't going to subside anytime soon.
As mom moved the stew to the table, he followed her ass with his gaze, but then he locked eyes with noona sitting across.
Jinwoo flinched and quickly looked away.
Noona seemed puzzled as she alternated her gaze between Jinwoo's eyes and where his gaze had just been.
Right at mom's ass.
Sohee looked shocked as if she had realized something, and then she looked at Jinwoo and scoffed with contempt.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck.."
Jinwoo started repeating this word in his mind again.