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Chapter 60 - Chapter 60: Aftermath (18+)

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Chapter 60: Aftermath 

"Ha... ha..." 

I lay beside my mother, my penis fully exposed, panting heavily. 

It felt like my head was spinning from ejaculating so much. 

As I lay there, my excitement subsided, and guilt grew stronger. 

Then, realistic fears began to overwhelm me. 

I had sex for the first time, and the partner was my own mother. 

The act of incest itself was chaotic, but I had committed incestuous rape. 

I had raped my unconscious mother. 

It was my first time having sex, and I did it without a condom. 

When I was wildly moving my hips, it felt good, but after I had ejaculated every last drop, anxiety set in. 

What if Mom notices? 

What if she gets pregnant? 

As my strength returned, I grabbed some wet wipes and started cleaning up the large amount of semen that had flowed out of my mother's vagina. 

"Uh..." 

The amount was staggering... not just semen, but also vaginal fluids, which seemed to have flowed out in abundance as I thrust. 

The problem was that while I could clean the semen outside, what about inside? My semen was mixed in, and what if a DNA test was done? 

The thought sent shivers down my spine. 

"What am I going to do?" 

After deliberating, I rushed to the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen tongs, and used it to insert sanitized wet wipes into my mother's vagina. 

It was wrong to insert a metal object into her, but I was scared and my vision was blurring. 

"Uh... um..." 

Damn it. When the wet wipes with alcohol disinfectant entered her vagina, her body twitched, and her vagina contracted, even in her unconscious state. 

"Please don't wake up..." 

I quickly rubbed the inside of her vagina with the wet wipes. 

"Please don't wake up..." 

Fortunately or unfortunately, she didn't wake up, probably due to being extremely drunk or possibly drugged. 

"Whoa... whoa..." 

I wondered if cleaning the inside of her vagina would remove all the semen. What if some remained in the folds? 

I continued to clean her vagina with wet wipes several times. 

"Oh, damn it..." 

At one point, I accidentally dropped the wet wipe inside her and had to use the tongs to retrieve it. It was a harrowing moment. 

"Whoa... damn, that was close..." 

After cleaning her vagina thoroughly, I finally caught my breath and began to tidy up. 

The floor was slippery with semen and vaginal fluids, so I cleaned that up too, along with the used wet wipes. 

"..." 

Then, I looked at the cleaned floor and my mother's body, which was still disheveled. 

"Ha..." 

I let out a deep sigh and put the expensive coat back on my mother, just like before, with only the coat covering her naked body. 

"Ah..." 

As I dressed her, I decided to erase the domain name written on her thigh—sexslave.com. 

Kwak Young-cheol must know that I accessed that site, but my mother wouldn't. 

I used a magic eraser and ethanol hand sanitizer to scrub it off. 

After finishing, I finally felt sleepy. 

It was 7 AM, and I stumbled back to my room. 

The moral dilemma and exhaustion were overwhelming. I had stayed awake until almost 5 AM waiting for my mother, and after that, I had engaged in physically exhausting activities four times, or five if you count masturbation. 

As soon as I lay down, the sleep I had been putting off caught up with me, piling up like interest from debt collectors. 

I fell asleep instantly. 

Beep, beep, beep! 

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. 

"Ugh..." 

My body felt incredibly heavy, suggesting I hadn't slept long. 

It was 11:30 AM when I checked my phone. 

"Who is it?" 

Seeing Kwak Young-cheol's name on the screen made me feel like I'd been doused with cold water. 

"..." 

The phone kept ringing, but I couldn't answer it easily. 

"Ah... damn it! What is it? Answer quickly!" 

My sister Mi-hyun, who had woken up beside me, shouted in annoyance, so I quickly got up and went to the living room, then to the bathroom. 

"Oh no... oh no..." 

I thought, "It's happening." 

Yesterday, I had definitely accessed the site that Kwak Young-cheol must have set up. 

But that site was secret, so Kwak Young-cheol would know who accessed it. 

"..." 

The address was hidden in a place on my mother's body that only someone who had closely examined her naked body would know. 

The password was also discreetly written between her buttocks and thighs, so the fact that I accessed it meant I had thoroughly inspected her naked body. 

Moreover, the site contained not only videos of my mother being raped but also videos of me masturbating to her humiliation videos, which I had found on the office computer. 

Yesterday, I was too caught up in lust to think about it, but... 

"What if this gets out?" 

It was more terrifying than being blackmailed with webcam footage. 

The thought of being exposed as a son who masturbated to his mother's humiliation videos was unbearable. 

I realized I was deeply entangled with Kwak Young-cheol. 

"..." 

I glared at the phone screen, but the call wouldn't end. 

"Whoa..." 

I had to take a deep breath and answer the call. 

"Yes?" 

"Hey, Hyun-seong? Did you take good care of your mom yesterday?" 

"Uh... yes. Ah... yes." 

"Good. Is your mom still asleep? She drank a lot yesterday." 

"Yes..." 

What does he want? 

I wanted to ask, but I forced myself to stay silent. 

"Good. Since there's nothing to do today, let's go have lunch with me. I know a great restaurant. Come out to the front; I've parked my car." 

"..." 

Lunch? Suddenly? 

But asking why or what this was about seemed even more dangerous. 

I feared he might say, "I know what you did last night." 

I couldn't refuse, so I put on a hoodie and quickly went out to the front. 

Kwak Young-cheol's BMW 7 Series was parked right at the entrance. 

"Damn it..." 

I cursed inwardly but managed my expression and opened the front door to greet him casually. 

"Hello." 

"Oh, Hyun-seong. You look a bit pale." 

"Yeah?" 

"Did you stay up late waiting for your mom? You must not have slept much after that." 

"..." 

I wanted to stab Kwak Young-cheol in the neck, but I had to pretend I didn't know anything. 

"I just couldn't sleep." 

"Ah, okay. I'll treat you to lunch to celebrate your retirement." 

"No, it's okay..." 

"No, no. I'll pay." 

"..." 

I didn't know why he wanted to pay, but I had to follow along. 

People have committed suicide over webcam blackmail, and I had been caught masturbating to my mother's humiliation videos... 

I couldn't do anything but think about how to take him down. 

Anyway, Kwak Young-cheol drove me to a luxurious residential area, humming a tune. 

"Get out." 

The house looked ordinary, but inside, it was a neatly arranged restaurant. 

"The food here is really good." 

He led me to a private room, saying the waiter would bring the menu. 

"Please enjoy your time." 

The waiter didn't ask for our order and just left. 

"Wait, and the menu will come out one by one." 

I was too nervous to speak, so I just waited. 

Ten minutes later, the food arrived—small, exquisite dishes that were both elegant and lavish. 

"Go ahead and eat. My taste is quite refined, despite my appearance. Your mom has been here with me too." 

"Really? Mom too?" 

"Yeah. I've taken your mom to many places for expensive meals." 

Of course, I was dying to know why he brought me here and what he wanted, but I couldn't ask. 

I started eating the amuse-bouche. 

"..." 

Despite my anxiety, the food was surprisingly good—refined and delicious, a type I'd never experienced before. 

Having lived in poverty for 19 years, I wasn't used to such luxury. 

"It tastes good." 

"Yeah? I thought you and your mom would have similar tastes." 

"..." 

I wondered if my mom had enjoyed such luxurious meals with him. 

Why didn't she leave him despite being treated this way? I had always thought it was because of the money, but now I felt it firsthand. 

Both my mom and I had lived in poverty, so we weren't immune to such extravagance. 

My mom, especially, was vulnerable in sexual matters and must have grown accustomed to Kwak Young-cheol's luxuries. 

The financial benefits of being sponsored made it harder for her to give up. 

A 230,000 KRW bag became a 350,000 KRW Dior. The coat she wore yesterday was a cashmere coat worth over 300,000 KRW. 

Financially, he had seduced my mom, and naturally, he had built up blackmail material through video recordings. 

It was a classic case of "carrots and sticks." 

But was he using the same tactics on me? What did he want? 

I was desperate to know, but Kwak Young-cheol just kept offering me dishes, acting as if he knew nothing. 

"Ah, this place really does great fish dishes. The sea bass with beurre blanc sauce is exceptional." 

"It tastes good..." 

As I ate without understanding his intentions, the main course arrived. 

The man who had finished eating was picking his teeth with a crude, toad-like smile. 

"Just casually, he said, "So, did you watch that video yesterday? Was it exciting?" 

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