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Daeho's antics finally stopped when lunchtime arrived.

"Don't you need to go for lunch?"

Jinwoo asked Daeho, who still didn't seem to want to explain what was going on.

"Nah, I think I can stretch the intervals a bit..."

Daeho answered, pretending to be uninterested, as if he was enjoying Jinwoo's frustration and curiosity.

Jinwoo wanted to ask more but decided to wait until Daeho was ready to reveal what was going on.

Even during lunch in the school cafeteria, Daeho kept checking his smartphone.

The screen now showed something different from before.

"What is that?"

Unable to hold back his curiosity, Jinwoo asked again.

"Hmm? This? Why? Curious?"

Daeho teased Jinwoo with a delighted look on his face, clearly enjoying the attention.

"Seriously, if you're going to tell me, just spill it already, or get lost, you crazy bastard!"

Jinwoo finally lost his temper.

"Hahaha, okay, okay!"

Daeho laughed, satisfied with Jinwoo's reaction.

"So, what is it?"

Jinwoo pointed to the smartphone Daeho was holding.

"Not here. Let's finish eating first and I'll tell you somewhere else."

Daeho replied with a mischievous grin.

**

After lunch, Jinwoo and Daeho went to the rooftop.

Daeho made a show of taking his time before finally showing Jinwoo his smartphone.

"Damn it! If you were going to tell me anyway, why did you make me wait?"

Jinwoo snapped, grabbing the phone from Daeho.

The screen showed a video that looked like an endoscopy.

The moist, red mucous membrane squirming around the lens was unmistakable.

"This looks different from before. What is it?"

Jinwoo asked, peering at the screen.

"What do you think it is?"

Daeho asked with a triumphant smile.

Jinwoo glanced at Daeho's face and then back at the screen, trying to make sense of it.

'No way... no way...'

Jinwoo felt dizzy for a moment.

He remembered a similar video he had seen before from Daeho.

Unable to find words, Jinwoo just stared in shock.

"How do you like my mom?"

Daeho asked casually, as if he was choosing a drink from a vending machine.

**

The screen showed an endoscopic view of Aunt Gyuri's pussy.

The endoscope attached to a vibrating dildo seemed to be transmitting the video to Daeho's phone in real-time.

According to Daeho, Aunt Gyuri was tied up and left unattended.

Daeho had run home madly every break to change her position or attend to her bodily needs.

Jinwoo was now more impressed than shocked by Daeho's insane behavior.

"Don't you feel weird showing this to others?"

Jinwoo asked, trying to calm his pounding heart.

Treating his own mother this way was already shocking, but showing it to someone else was unimaginable.

"What's new? You saw the slave contract too, didn't you?"

Daeho responded, surprised by Jinwoo's sudden change in attitude.

"But still, this is a bit too much, isn't it? You're saying your mom was like this all morning?"

Jinwoo asked, concerned about Aunt Gyuri's condition.

Despite the slave contract, treating his mother this way seemed excessive.

Jinwoo imagined his mother, tied up naked, with a dildo inside her.

His own body started to react involuntarily.

"She was always like this! Normally, you'd expect some resistance or punishment, right? But she just gets into position herself and pees while being tied up! Haha."

Daeho boasted as if showing off a new toy.

"Shouldn't you go check on her now? At least make sure she eats."

Jinwoo asked, half understanding the bizarre dynamic but also genuinely worried.

"I'm skipping lunch for her! She'll freak out thinking I forgot about her, haha."

Daeho laughed, clearly enjoying his twisted prank.

Aunt Gyuri seemed to be no longer a mother to Daeho.

Jinwoo stood there, dumbfounded, mouth agape.

"Or, why don't you go this time? The front door is open, just free her hands and legs, let her use the bathroom, and then tie her back up."

Daeho casually suggested something so outrageous it left Jinwoo speechless.

"What?"

Jinwoo couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"She's blindfolded and tied on the sofa. Pretend to be me and go."

Daeho handed Jinwoo a small metal key, presumably for the handcuffs.

Daeho seemed completely serious.

"I might do something to your mom. Are you sure it's okay?"

Jinwoo asked, trying to gauge Daeho's intent.

"Whatever. She'd probably see it as a reward! Do what you want."

Daeho's response was absurdly nonchalant.

There was no doubt Daeho was deeply broken.

**

There was still some time left for lunch.

Jinwoo left the school gates, pretending to have some business.

If Daeho was right, Aunt Gyuri would remain tied and starving until he returned home.

Feeling sorry for her, Jinwoo stopped by a convenience store and bought some bread and milk.

He headed towards Daeho's house at a quick pace.

His hand, holding the handcuff key, was sweating.

**

Daeho's house wasn't far.

As Daeho said, the front door was wide open.

Through the open door, the familiar living room came into view.

Jinwoo stepped inside.

Immediately, he could feel the humid, lewd scent of Aunt Gyuri's body.

He took off his shoes and quietly moved further in.

From the living room, he could hear the faint sound of machinery and Aunt Gyuri's moans.

The sight that met Jinwoo's eyes was shocking.

Aunt Gyuri was lying on the sofa in a twisted position, her head resting on the backrest.

Her legs were bent at the knees and tied with rope, preventing them from straightening.

A rope from her knees looped around her neck, fixing her hips in an awkward position.

Her cuffed hands were pulled over her head, seemingly secured to something.

Aunt Gyuri lay naked, bound with ropes and handcuffs.

Between her spread thighs, a dildo was lodged in her exposed genitals.

It seemed to be the same dildo transmitting the video to Daeho's phone.

A charging cable extended from the dildo.

A vibrator was taped to her clitoris, humming loudly.

She wore a red collar, a black blindfold over her eyes, and headphones on her ears.

In this perfect bondage position, Aunt Gyuri writhed and moaned.

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

Daeho must have forced her to drink them.

Aunt Gyuri seemed to sense Jinwoo's presence and spoke.

"Da... Daeho? I... I need to use the bathroom... I can't hold it any longer. You said you'd let me go after another hour, remember? Please!"

She begged, thinking she was talking to her son.

The blindfold and headphones must have prevented her from recognizing Jinwoo.

Jinwoo started taking pictures with his phone, capturing Aunt Gyuri's exposed form.

He began to undress, preparing to fuck her.

His huge cock was already throbbing in anticipation.

From the open front door, the quiet sounds of the afternoon neighborhood drifted in.

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