﻿\setgamedatatitle("Rebecca_14")

\text
The sound of someone knocking on the door.
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\text("Caym")
It's open. Come in.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Well then, excuse me.
\endtext

\text
The one who entered after opening the door was Rebecca. She
let out a low whistle as she took in the luxurious decor of
the Demon Lord's bedroom.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Impressive. So, Caym boy, you're living in a royal suite
now, huh?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
It's not really my taste... Personally, I'd rather have more
storage space for my hobbies than all this gaudy decor.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
But Risbell shot that idea down. Apparently, living in a
room like this is part of a king's duty.

\endtext

\text
If the king lived in a shabby room, it wouldn't set a good
example for those below him―even if, for now, his
subordinates were still a rough bunch.
\endtext

\text
As the country takes shape, there will probably be more
subordinates who won't be satisfied unless they're given
lavish rooms.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
―And stop calling me 'boy.'
\endtext

\text
Rebecca let out a soft laugh.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Alright. I guess someone who lives in a place like this and
can summon me as a 'woman' doesn't really fit the 'boy'
label anymore.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
...That's why you called me here today, isn't it?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
That's right. ...If you're not happy about it, we can stop.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Oh? For a Demon Lord, you're awfully timid―at least when it
comes to me.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
You're different from the other women. You're the woman I've
looked up to like a mother... ever since I was young.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
...What kind of man makes his mother his subordinate?

\endtext

\text
Rebecca's position was a little different from the other
women in the Demon Lord's army.
\endtext

\text
She wasn't a subordinate who had been won over and sworn
loyalty. She was someone Caym had asked to cooperate, while
letting her remain free.
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\text
―At least, that's how Caym felt about it.

\endtext

\text
That's exactly why... unlike with the other women, he'd
never used his authority to summon her to his bed at night.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
I'm happy to hear that... but are you aware of something?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
The kitchen girls are one thing, but among the monsters in
this army, my popularity is getting out of hand.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
And what's the problem with that? ...In fact, that's exactly
why I brought you into the Demon Lord's army in the first
place.
\endtext

\text
An organization needs both people who are loved and people
who are hated. ―Risbell was doing a good job playing the
villain.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
If I were your subordinate, it wouldn't be a problem. ...But
you haven't been acting that way toward me.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
...The monsters who have shifted their loyalty to me are
starting to look down on you. If things stay as they are.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
This is advice from one leader to another. Make me your
subordinate and treat me accordingly. Do it clearly, in
front of them.
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\text("Rebecca")
If you can't do that, then I'll have no choice but to leave
this place. ...That's what I was thinking.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Rebecca...!
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\text
He tried to act tough... but then, Caym let out a powerless,
wry smile.
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\text("Caym")
...I always thought the loneliness of those in power was
just a cliche from old stories.
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\text("Rebecca")
Me too... But you know, Caym?
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\text("Rebecca")
Coming here, I realized something. ...You're a much better
king than I ever imagined.
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\text("Rebecca")
I thought... I wouldn't mind serving you, lending you my
strength.
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\text("Rebecca")
...Otherwise, if you'd called me to your bed, I would've
just run away.
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\text("Caym")
Rebecca―
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\text("Rebecca")
Now, give me your order. Tell me to come to your bed and
keep you company.
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\text("Rebecca")
...As a ceremony to make a woman your subordinate, I think
it's actually pretty clever.
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\text("Caym")
...No.
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\text("Rebecca")
Caym!
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\text("Caym")
I don't need loyalty. ―Like a mother nursing her child, all
I wanted was a woman who would simply give me love.

\endtext

\text
He could only act spoiled and throw a tantrum like this
because Rebecca wasn't his subordinate.
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\text
That alone was something he could never show to his other
subordinates―
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\text("Rebecca")
You're right. ...In that case, let's do this.

\endtext

\text
Rebecca let out a gentle sigh, as if to say, 'It can't be
helped.'
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\text("Rebecca")
Just this once, I'll hold you as your mother would.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Wha...t...? I-Is that really okay...?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Yes. But only once―this will be the first and last time.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
―Once it's over, you and I will be king and subordinate. If
you're fine with that.
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\text("Rebecca")
Come here, Caym.
\endtext

\text
Like a mother welcoming her child, Rebecca opened her arms
gently and waited for Caym.

\endtext

\text
Drawn in by her warm smile―

\endtext

\text("Caym")
―Mother!
\endtext

\text
Shouting that, Caym dove into Rebecca's embrace.

\endtext

\text
Holding Caym to her chest, Rebecca welcomed him onto the
bed, pulling him in as she leaned back.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
S-So... um...
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\text("Caym")
C-Can I... call you 'Mother'?

\endtext

\text
At Caym's hesitant question, Rebecca answered with a gentle,
warm smile.
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\text("Rebecca")
What are you saying, Caym?
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\text("Rebecca")
――What could possibly be wrong with a son calling his mother
that?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
O...! O-oh...!
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\text
For a moment, Caym was so moved he couldn't speak.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
What's wrong, Caym? Come on, try calling me. Say 'Mother.'

\endtext

\text("Caym")
M-Mother...!
\endtext

\text
As he called her that, Caym buried his face in Rebecca's
chest, nuzzling against her.
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\text
He shouldn't have any memories of this, yet somehow it felt
warm and nostalgic―
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\text
He shouldn't remember this either, but his mouth naturally
found her nipple and began to suck.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ahh! Y-Yes, right there... Go ahead, suck on it, chu,
chu... ah...!

\endtext

\text
He didn't need to be told. ―No memories were necessary.

\endtext

\text
The awakened instincts of the 'child' moved his tongue and
lips to stimulate the 'mother's' instincts.

\endtext

\text
He took her soft, large areola into his lips, gently
kneading and sending steady stimulation―

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Nn, nn... ah, ah, ah... y-yes... nn, ah!

\endtext

\text
Rebecca writhed, holding Caym's head as she cried out.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Nn, nn... fuu...! Y-Yes, just like that... I-I'm starting to
remember... ah, ahn!

\endtext

\text
―As if helping to awaken her memories, he gently increased
the suction on her nipple.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ah, ahh! Y-Yes... Long ago, the son I gave birth to used
to suck my milk just like this.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
It's strange, isn't it? Men... Even though it's from before
they can remember, they still know how to do this...

\endtext

\text
Rebecca's hand gently stroked Caym's head.

\endtext

\text
As Caym remembered his mother and Rebecca remembered her
son, a peaceful moment passed between them―

\endtext

\text
But soon unsatisfied, Caym increased the strength of his
sucking on her nipple.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii! Ah, ahh! W-wait, Caym! If you suck that hard... fuaa,
ah, ahh!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
A-are you... do you really want to drink my milk? Really...?
Ku, nn, nn!
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
B-but that's impossible. I can't produce any... Do you know
how many years it's been since I had a baby?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
I-I told you... it won't come out... ah, ah, ahhh!

\endtext

\text
Despite Rebecca's confused protests, Caym didn't stop
sucking on her nipple.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Nn, fuu... u, ah, ahh! If you keep sucking on my nipples
like that... ha, uu...

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
No, Caym... If you keep doing that to me, I... no, Mother is
going to lose it. Ah, ah!

\endtext

\text
Rebecca's body trembled as she felt her first climax
approaching.
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\text
Caym didn't stop, relentlessly sucking her breasts and
making Rebecca cry out.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii! Ah, ah, ahh... fuaaah... nngh! Eh, eh!? What is this...
ah, ah!

\endtext

\text
Rebecca trembled, her body shuddering as she reached her
first climax.
\endtext

\text
At the same time as her orgasm, a strange... nostalgic
sensation welled up inside her, making her part her lips and
let out a breathless sigh.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah... fu, ahhh...! Ha, ah, ahhh...!

\endtext

\text
Once again, Rebecca's body shook as she endured the pleasure
of her climax.
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\text
At the same time, as if the dam she'd been holding back
finally burst―white liquid spurted out from her nipples.

\endtext

\text
A sweet, nostalgic, gentle taste spread through Caym's
mouth.
\endtext

\text
He didn't even feel like he was drinking it. It was
literally body-warm, creamy, a faintly salty-sweet liquid.

\endtext

\text
That liquid, a part of Rebecca herself, simply and naturally
flowed through his mouth and melted into Caym's body.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ah, ahh... Caym, Caym...
\endtext

\text
Just like she would with her real son, Rebecca lovingly
cradled Caym's head and stroked him gently.

\endtext

\text
Giving milk to her child―the ultimate act of a 'mother's'
love―she could feel even her heart going numb from the
pleasure.
\endtext

\text
Caym, the 'son,' also felt the joy of his 'mother' and
savored a deep sense of satisfaction.

\endtext

\text
Becoming a child again, held in his mother's arms―suckling
her breast, showered with love.
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\text
It's one of the secret pleasures men long for.

\endtext

\text
But as an adult man, Caym also felt another desire toward
his mother.
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\text("Rebecca")
Eh...? Ah, Caym? W-what are you doing? Haa...!

\endtext

\text
She must have forgotten this was sex, completely lost in the
feeling of being a mother.
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\text
When Caym's fingers reached down between her legs and
started moving lewdly, Rebecca's face turned flustered.

\endtext

\text
That pure reaction was unexpectedly fresh, and Caym enjoyed
teasing her there even more.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ah...! N-no... nngh! Sucking my milk while touching me
there like that... ah, ah!

\endtext

\text
Even as he toyed with Rebecca as a man, he didn't stop
suckling her breasts like a child.
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\text
Rebecca was clearly confused, not knowing whether to act as
a mother or a woman.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
(―Oh?)
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\text
Caym felt a bit surprised. Unexpectedly―he was the one
taking the lead in bed with Rebecca.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ah, ahh! Ha, ahh! Y-your fingers are so rough...! If you
keep doing that... haaaah!

\endtext

\text
Gradually, Rebecca's voice shifted from 'mother' to 'woman.'

\endtext

\text
To remind her, Caym noisily sucked on her nipple again,
drawing out more milk.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ah, ah... Caym... Caym... ha, ahh!?

\endtext

\text
He pulled her back into the role of 'mother'―but without
mercy, kept stimulating Rebecca as a 'woman' with his
fingers.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, hyaaann! N-no! Caym, you can't do that... hya!? Ah,
haah, hi...!

\endtext

\text
Breast milk really must be nutritious. ...Well, it's only
natural, since babies grow up on it alone.

\endtext

\text
I could feel energy welling up from deep inside my body,
transforming in my lower half into pure lust.

\endtext

\text
I want to fuck Rebecca―this woman who is both a mother and a
woman―and pour my cum into her as much as I can.

\endtext

\text
My cock was rock hard, and I could feel my animalistic
desire overflowing inside me―
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\text("Caym")
(―But first, I'll make sure to completely break Rebecca with
foreplay.)
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
H-iiiii! Ah, ah, ahh! Caym... y-your fingers are too
strong... haah, aahh... hiii!?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
N-no...! M-my milk... nngh! Sucking so much while doing
that... ah, ah!

\endtext

\text
Caym took full advantage of Rebecca's chastity as a
'mother,' overwhelming and cornering her without mercy.

\endtext

\text
And then, remembering another weakness he'd discovered in
their previous sex―Caym reached his fingers toward Rebecca's
asshole.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hi...!? Ah, ahh! N-no, Caym! That's... that's so
embarrassing... hi, ah, ahh!?

\endtext

\text
With his thumb twisted deep into her ass, Rebecca let out a
tearful cry as he dug around inside.

\endtext

\text
Even for a sexually open southerner, being seen by her own
son in such a state must be mortifying.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Kuh, hiiii... N-no, this isn't right, it's not like that...
it's not like that, I'm your mother, this is... ah, ah, ah!

\endtext

\text
Caym didn't let her make excuses, making her feel her ass
even more intensely.
\endtext

\text
At the same time, he sucked her breasts and used all his
fingers to stimulate her pussy and clit.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hi... haaa...! Th-this... this is... n-no matter what, I
can't... I can't take it...!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
H-iii... kuh, haaa! Ah, ah, aaah... fuh, hiiii...

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Kuh, unnn... ah, ah, ah... hi...! Fuh, u, uu...!

\endtext

\text
At the final moment, he plunged his fingers deep into both
her pussy and clit at the same time, twisting them inside.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Kuh, hiiiiiiii...! Haaah... ah, ah, hyaaahhhhh... nnngh!


\endtext

\text
With an unbearable expression and a high, desperate scream,
Rebecca reached her climax.
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\text
He'd finally made Rebecca cum with just his fingers and
mouth―Caym felt a sense of accomplishment and a mental high
at the same time.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Haaah, haa... haa... haa... ahh... Caym... d-don't look at
me...
\endtext

\text
The magic that breastfeeding had cast on Rebecca still
hadn't worn off.
\endtext

\text
Rebecca was climaxing, milk gushing from her nipples.

\endtext

\text
Being seen like this by her 'son' Caym―still being
watched―left her confused and deeply embarrassed.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
I-it's not... it's not like that... ah, aa...

\endtext

\text("Caym")
(...Oh? This is...)
\endtext

\text
Having grown used to seeing her as a strong woman, the sight
of her so meek was a shocking―and incredibly
erotic―contrast.
\endtext

\text
His lower half was already rock hard. ――Of course, since for
Caym, only his mind had climaxed so far.

\endtext

\text
If he wanted, he could easily pin Rebecca down and make her
moan until she cried, but――

\endtext

\text("Caym")
(No, better to be extra careful here. I should make our
roles even clearer.)

\endtext

\text
Having mentally climaxed once, Caym felt calm and collected.

\endtext

\text
――He was determined to enjoy this first and probably last
chance at a mother-son play with Rebecca to the fullest.

\endtext

\text
He recalled the kind of scenes he'd seen in illusion stones
in the past――
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\text("Caym")
...I'm disappointed in you, Mom.
\endtext

\text
Clenching his fist tightly, Caym turned his face away from
Rebecca.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Mom... my mom is such a perverted woman!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ahh! N-no, that's not it! That's not true, Caym!

\endtext

\text
――Rebecca's flustered reaction didn't seem entirely like an
act.
\endtext

\text
Rebecca had actually raised a son before. Maybe, lost in
pleasure, her memories and reality were getting mixed up.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
I don't want to hear your excuses! Look... Mom, look at
this!
\endtext

\text
Caym thrust his terrifyingly hard, erect penis right in
front of Rebecca's face.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah... no, don't... don't bring it so close... the smell...
ahh...
\endtext

\text
The thick scent of male pheromones made Rebecca's face start
to turn into that of a 'woman.'
\endtext

\text
――But Caym stopped her with his words.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
See, I knew it! ...Mom, you're a pervert. You're getting
turned on just by looking at your son's penis!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
N-no... that's not... ahhh!
\endtext

\text
He poked Rebecca's cheek with the tip of his penis as he
spoke.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
What's not true? With that hungry look on your face.
...That's right.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Hey Mom. If it's really not true... then no matter what I do
to you with this penis, you shouldn't feel anything, right?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
E-ehh? What are you...
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Isn't it obvious! ...Endure it, Mom. Take all of me, until
the very end!
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
N-no way! I-I can't, it's impossible, it's so big... ahhh!

\endtext

\text
Caym grabbed Rebecca by the shoulders, pulled her up, and
shoved her face-down onto the bed.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
(Missionary is nice, but this time...!)
\endtext

\text
――Up until now, every time he'd had sex with Rebecca, Caym
had always been on the bottom.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
(Then this time, making her crawl on all fours like a dog is
the perfect play――!)
\endtext

\text
Grabbing Rebecca's ass, Caym roughly mounted her from
behind.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
A-ahh! No, Caym! I'm your mother... I'm your mother, and
yet, in such a... such an embarrassing position...!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
No matter what you say, I can't believe you...! I bet you're
actually enjoying this, even while you say it's
embarrassing!
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
T-that's not true. It's not true, Caym! Ahh...!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Then prove it to me...!
\endtext

\text
Caym pressed the tip of his penis against Rebecca's
genitals.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
You're wet, aren't you? And it's so sloppy down here...

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Getting turned on from having your breasts sucked by your
own child―this just proves you're a pervert, Mom!
\endtext

\text
As he spoke, he rubbed the head of his cock around Rebecca's
pussy, making wet noises.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ah, ah...! If you do that so much, even if I'm your
mother... ah, ah...
\endtext

\text("Caym")
What's wrong, Mom? Your ass is twitching. ...Don't tell me
you actually want me to put it in already?

\endtext

\text
Knowing full well that was the truth, Caym teased Rebecca
with his words.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hi... ah... Caym... Caym...! Ahh...!

\endtext

\text
Taking advantage of the fact that she couldn't bring herself
to ask him to put it in, Caym mercilessly teased and
tormented Rebecca.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii... haa... haaa...!
\endtext

\text
―Watching Rebecca, her whole body drenched in sweat as she
desperately tried to endure it, Caym got so aroused he
couldn't hold back anymore.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Heh... You're beautiful, you're so cute, Mom. Now...
remember our promise, okay? You're not allowed to cum.

\endtext

\text
With that restriction in place, he thrust deep into Rebecca
from behind.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hiuu! Ah, ah, ah...! S-so thick... haaah!

\endtext

\text
Rebecca, after being teased so much, was hypersensitive.
Caym added even more restrictions on top of that.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Mom, you're not actually feeling good from your son's penis,
are you? ...Even though you're my mother?
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hi...! E-even if you say that... ah, ahh! D-don't move your
cock inside meee!

\endtext

\text
With a wet squelch, Caym began thrusting his long shaft in
and out.
\endtext

\text
Inside, she was already dripping and ready, the pleasure was
overwhelming.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Ngh... You're so lewd down here, Mom. You're gripping my
cock so tightly, you won't let go.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah... n-no... nooo...
\endtext

\text("Caym")
What's so bad about it? Look, you're squeezing me this
tight... nghh.

\endtext

\text
The pleasure was so intense that Caym couldn't help but
grimace.
\endtext

\text
―Rebecca's pussy had been well-used and had given birth
before; there was no way it should be this tight.
\endtext

\text
Unconsciously, she must have been using southern sex
techniques to control her grip to match Caym's cock.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
No good, Mom. This is... yeah.
\endtext

\text
Caym leaned in close to Rebecca's ear and whispered.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
I know, Mom. ...You can control the shape inside here
however you want, can't you?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Eh? Ah, ah... Th-that's, a technique I learned from my
mother, long ago...
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Oh? So you learned it from your mom? That's pretty
interesting.
\endtext

\text
In the south, men are taught sexual techniques by their
fathers, and women by their mothers, before marriage.

\endtext

\text
―It might sound wild, but honestly, if both people are
inexperienced, their first time is usually a disaster
anyway.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
(As a custom, I suppose that's not so bad―)

\endtext

\text
Nodding to himself, Caym gave Rebecca an order.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Alright, then use that technique and make it as loose as
possible inside.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Eh...? Not the other way around?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
That's right. You can do it, right? Make it so only you feel
good, Mom, and I don't feel much at all... Shape it like
that inside.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
...If you can hold out without cumming even then, I'll
acknowledge you, Mom.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah...! N-no way...
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Didn't you hear me? Come on! Do it!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah... l-like this...?
\endtext

\text
Looking troubled, Rebecca relaxed her stomach with a soft
sigh.

\endtext

\text
And just like that, her pussy loosened up, making it much
slicker inside.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Whoa... It's so loose. Haha! So this is how you really are
down here, huh, Mom?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah...! D-don't say that... ah, ahhh!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
...But that just means I can go all out on you, Mom.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hiiiii! Ah, ah, ahhh!
\endtext

\text
Taking advantage of the extra room for pleasure, Caym
started thrusting hard, making loud slapping sounds as he
pounded Rebecca mercilessly.
\endtext

\text
―If Rebecca was really doing as she was told, she should
actually be feeling even more pleasure than before.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
How is it, Mom...? How does mine feel? Feels so good you
can't stand it, right? Come on, come on...!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hah, hiiii! N-no, Caym! If you go that hard... ahh!


\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
No... I can't take this! Nghh, hiii, ahhhh!

\endtext

\text
Drooling and on the verge of tears, Rebecca desperately
tried to endure the pleasure.
\endtext

\text
To have Rebecca―of all people―completely dominated by his
cock and brought to tears... The thrill of conquest sent
shivers through Caym.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
(Still, I don't think I can last much longer myself...!)

\endtext

\text
Caym hadn't cum even once yet today. Maybe he should let it
out once so he could fuck Rebecca more calmly after.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Alright... Mom. I'm going to cum inside you now.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
W-what!? N-no, Caym! Y-you can't cum inside your mother...
ahh!

\endtext

\text
Grabbing her ass tightly, Caym started thrusting even
harder.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
I want to see it. I want to know. If I cum in your womb, can
you really handle it, Mom―!?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ngh, hiii! Ah! Ah, ah, ahhh! I-I can't! Your cock is too
rough...!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
There's no such thing as 'can't'! If you really love me,
Mom, you can take it... right?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
N-no way... I can't... I can't take this! Ah, ah, ahhh! Hii,
ahhhh...!

\endtext

\text
Showing no mercy, Caym pounded Rebecca at a level no woman
could possibly endure, stirring her up and violating her
relentlessly.
\endtext

\text
Rebecca's whole body turned bright red, trembling all over,
clearly far past her limit―

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Alright, here I go, Mom! Let's see if you can handle this―!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ahhh! I can't! I can't take this! Hi... ah, ah, ah...!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Nngh, uooooo...!
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Nngh... hi...! Ah, ah, hiaaaa...!

\endtext

\text
And then he came―hot waves bursting from the tip of his cock
again and again, flooding Rebecca's womb with semen and
washing through her.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Haaah! Ngh, hiaaa... ahhh... nnnngh!

\endtext

\text
Arching her sweat-soaked back so far it looked like it might
break, Rebecca finally let out a cry of sorrowful climax.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii, innn... haa... haa... haaa... nnnngh...

\endtext

\text
Panting heavily, Rebecca's ass was still twitching from the
lingering aftershocks.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Haa... haa, haa... Th-that was amazing, but...!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
You came, didn't you? You did, right, Mom? Getting fucked by
your own son felt so good you couldn't stand it!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hi... ah, ah... I'm sorry, Caym. B-but I can't. Not when
you're this rough with me...

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
With so much heat pouring inside me... Even if I wasn't your
mother, no one could handle this.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Shut up! I told you I don't want to hear any excuses!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii...!
\endtext

\text("Caym")
...Fine. Then I'll give you one more chance, Mom.

\endtext

\text
―Rebecca was so deep in her role that Caym found her
adorable, and his cock swelled up hard again.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
This time, make it to the end. Prove you're not just some
filthy, depraved bitch―here I come!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ahh! Hii, iinnn...!
\endtext

\text
This time, from the very start, Caym slammed his hips into
her so hard that her juices splattered everywhere.
\endtext

\text
Having cum once already, Caym now had plenty of stamina on
his side.
\endtext

\text
Rebecca, on the other hand, was even more sensitive from the
afterglow of her two orgasms―her pleasure only growing
stronger.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hyau! Hahh, hauuun! R-right from the start, your cock is
throbbing, and you're pounding me so deep... ah, ah!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ki- hiii...! Th-this... this is... ah, ah, ah!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
No way, Mom! You can't just cum twice from your own son's
cock. That's not allowed for you, right!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ah... b-but... but...! Hahh, ah, ahh!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
I-it's impossible, this... n-no matter how much I'm your
mother, I'll go crazy from this... ah, ahh!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Hmph...! I knew it, Mom. You're just a hopeless pervert
after all.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Getting fucked by your son's cock, getting this... damn,
excited, making such filthy noises down here...!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, aaah! Don't say that, Caym! Please... forgive me... your
mother... ah, hiii! Haaaah!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Fine. If you want forgiveness, then say this.


\endtext

\text("Caym")
―Say you're a pervert, Mom.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Eh, ehh...!?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Say it. Say you're a pervert who drools and goes wild
getting fucked by your son's cock... come on!

\endtext

\text
Rebecca was a woman of natural pride―normally, she'd never
accept this kind of play.
\endtext

\text
―But right now, wracked with guilt as a 'mother,' she
obediently followed his orders.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, aaah... Caym! Forgive me, forgive your mother...!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
I'm your mother... and yet... ahh! Caym, your cock feels so
good...! Hah, aaahn!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Your big one is pounding my pussy, making these wet noises,
and I can't help but feel it! Hah, ah, ahn!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Tch... I'm disappointed in you, Mom! Take this, take
this...!
\endtext

\text("Caym")
...Then answer me one more thing, Mom. Which feels
better―mine or Dad's?

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Eh, ehh!? Th-that's... ah, ahhh!

\endtext

\text
Even as Rebecca hesitated to answer, Caym mercilessly
pounded her pussy.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Come on, say it! Which feels better to you―mine or Dad's?


\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
...!! I-I can't! I can't say that... ah, ah!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Really? Then I'll just ask your filthy body instead...!

\endtext

\text
Saying that, he grabbed her ass tight and dug his hard cock
deep into Rebecca's soft insides.

\endtext

\text
―Rebecca kept her grip loose just as instructed, letting
Caym torment her as much as he wanted.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii, iihh! Ah, ahn! T-too strong... hah, ah, aaahn!


\endtext

\text("Caym")
So I'll ask again, Mom. Which feels better to you―mine or
Dad's...?

\endtext

\text
He thrust his cock in deep and, while grinding against her
insides at that spot over and over, Caym pressed her for an
answer.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii, iiiii...! I-I'll say it! I'll say it, so... ah, ahh!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Caym's is better... Caym's cock, ah, it's so hot, so big, it
fits me perfectly! Ah, ah, ah...!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
It's better than Dad's...! Ah, ah! Please, forgive me,
darling...
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Heh, hehehe...!
\endtext

\text
Unable to contain the strange pleasure welling up inside
him, Caym shook his shoulders and laughed.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Hahahaha! All right, I'll forgive you, Mom...! But from now
on, you belong to me. Not to Dad!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
I'm going to cum inside and get you pregnant, Mom...!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ehh!? N-no, Caym, anything but that for Mom... ah, ah, ahn!


\endtext

\text("Caym")
Come on... you can cum now, Mom. They say it's easier to get
pregnant if you cum at the same time!

\endtext

\text
――Of course, after being told that, Rebecca had no choice
but to hold back her orgasm even more than before.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii! Ha, ahn! Ahn, ahn, ahn...! Ku... b-but... ahh!


\endtext

\text("Caym")
You're holding out, Mom. In that case... how about this!

\endtext

\text
Caym twisted his thumb into Rebecca's back hole.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, auu! Caym, n-not there...!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
I know, Mom. That's your weak spot, right? Come on, come
on...!
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hiii! No! Don't spread it so much... ah, ah!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
How embarrassing, Mom. Your own son is fingering your ass
and you're crying from how good it feels...!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
N-no, that's not it... that's not it... hii! Ah, ah,
ahhh...!
\endtext

\text
Even as she shook her head and denied it through tears,
Rebecca's pussy grew wetter and hotter, her excitement only
increasing.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Kuh... I'm about there too! I'm gonna cum, Mom. You cum with
me!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ahh... no, no... hiii!? Ha, ah, ah, ahhh!!

\endtext

\text
Caym shoved a second finger into her ass. At the same time,
he let go of his last restraint and started thrusting for
their climax.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii, auu! Hahhii, ku, hii...! Ah, ah, ah, haaaaa...!


\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
I-I can't anymore, Caym...! Mom... Mom...! Ahh! Ah, ah, ah,
ahhhhhh――!!

\endtext

\text
Rebecca arched her back, sweat beading on her dark skin as
she reached her climax.
\endtext

\text
Caym also unleashed all the pent-up lust he'd been building
straight into Rebecca's womb.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Here I go! Get pregnant, Mom――!
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Uoooooo...!!
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Aaaaahh! In Mom's... in Mom's womb, Caym's is...! Ah, it's
overflowing, swelling up... haaaah!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, ah, ah... ahhhhhh――!!
\endtext

\text
Rebecca shuddered once more―Caym had poured his seed into
her deepest place.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Hii... haah... haah... haaa...
\endtext

\text
Still playing the role of mother, Rebecca was left a mess,
tears streaming down her face as she tried to catch her
breath.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Phew...! You were adorable, Mom.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
With how much I came... I'm sure you're pregnant with my
child now, right, Mom?
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Ah, aaah...!
\endtext

\text("Caym")
There's no need to be upset. I'll take care of you and the
baby, just like a real father would... in Dad's place.

\endtext

\text
Caym gently stroked Rebecca's hair, smiling kindly―then
grinning to himself.
\endtext

\text
Rebecca tossed her hair with a sigh, trying to compose
herself.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
...This wasn't quite what I imagined.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Oh? Is that so?
\endtext

\text
Caym had already cleaned himself up and straightened his
clothes.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Yeah. I thought it would be more... memorable, like a
wonderful night to remember.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Heh, as the saying goes: 'If it feels good, that's all that
matters.'
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
It's 'All's well that ends well,' isn't it? ...Well,
whatever. It did feel good, after all.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
And honestly, it's not so bad once in a while. That kind of
play, where you show your weak side.

\endtext

\text
―For someone as strong-willed as Rebecca, maybe playing a
different role now and then is a good way to unwind.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Then, shall we do it again sometime? It really did feel
good.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
No way. We agreed this would be a one-time thing.

\endtext

\text
Caym clicked his tongue in annoyance. Rebecca smiled at him
and spoke.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Well then, I guess this makes me an official member of the
Demon Lord's Army... your subordinate now, Caym.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
That's right. ...Yeah, that's how it is.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
From now on, what I say to you isn't a 'request.' It's an
'order'... and you are never allowed to refuse.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Understood. Then, give me your first order.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
That's why you called me here tonight, isn't it?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
―That's right.
\endtext

\text
Caym nodded with a somber look as Rebecca stared at him.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
I saw your show at the tavern the other day. I know you did
it for the army. But―

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Stop it. Or rather, don't do things like that anymore.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
You're mine now... I don't want to see you sleeping with
other men.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
No... Even if I'm not watching, I won't allow you to sleep
with other men.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Is that your first order?
\endtext

\text
Caym nodded gravely.
\endtext

\text
Rebecca was a free spirit by nature, so he wondered how
she'd react―
\endtext

\text
But she closed her eyes and, with a nostalgic smile, let out
a soft chuckle.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Don't sleep with other men, huh... You say the exact same
thing as he did.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
...Is that a problem?
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
No. ...Running my business all on my own, never relying on
anyone. Being an independent, free woman wasn't so bad.

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
But maybe I was getting tired of it, maybe I was just bored
of that life―
\endtext

\text
Was she thinking of Risbell? Or perhaps a man from her
distant past―
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Yeah, it's not so bad. Being tied down by a man like this.
And in return, being able to rely on a man too.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
I think I'll enjoy living here. Once again, nice to be with
you, Caym.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
Or... should I call you Caym-sama instead?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Just Caym is fine, like always. But...
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
What is it?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
...No, I was just thinking you really can enjoy anything,
huh.
\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
That's just how us southerners are. Or am I wrong?

\endtext

\text
With that, Rebecca leaned into Caym, wrapping her arms
around his neck.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
H-Hey, Rebecca? We just did it, you know!

\endtext

\text("Rebecca")
You're the one who ordered me not to sleep with other men,
right? ...Well then, I'm still not satisfied tonight.

\endtext

\text
As Rebecca radiated pheromones, she pushed him back onto the
bed again―
\endtext

\text
Since he was the one who gave that order, Caym swore to
himself he'd just have to do his best.
\endtext