My face was still looking at Angelica.
But my mind was actually sowhere else entirely.
And that’s when she spoke.
"Young master... is it over?"
Her voice was so perverted. So needy. So completely shaless.
It snapped my senses back to reality.
I looked at her form.
Her legs were pressing together. Rubbing against each other. Still feeling the lingering sensations from before.
Her belly button had beco a small lake. Filled with my shot cum. A pool of white evidence.
My hard work. My pure white seed. Visible in other places too. Her chest. Strands in her hair. Splattered across her face.
I was terrified.
So scared that I couldn’t bring myself to look at mother.
This feeling. It was exactly like getting caught in an NTR story. That horrible mont when the husband walks in.
Except this was worse.
This was my mother.
I was begging internally. Praying for any help.
And then it ca.
DING.
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[ CONQUEST COMPLETE ]
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│ ► MILF Conquered: Angelica
│ Reward: 50 GP
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[ HIDDEN ACT UNLOCKED ]
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│ ► Caught In The Act
│ Your mother witnessed your
│ passionate conquest mid-climax.
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│ Reward: 25 GP
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’Are you fucking kidding right now?!’
I was cursing the system internally.
This bastard was either enjoying my agony or was too dumb to understand the situation.
Wait. It was like a robot. How would it understand what I was going through?
Things were already worse than I could imagine.
And then Angelica made them even worse.
She was rubbing my cock. With her feet. Her stockinged toes stroking along my dick.
"Master..."
She had a grin on her cum-covered face.
"Let clean your cock."
She was literally cleaning my cock head with her socks. The fabric sliding over my sensitive tip.
While mother was watching.
And the worst part? She didn’t have the tone a servant should have for their master. Her horniness was dripping from every word.
"ANGELICA!"
Mother’s shout echoed through the kitchen.
Both of us twitched. The volu was deafening.
Angelica started trembling. Scrambled backward. Hid behind the kitchen pillar.
My mother had changed after she had gotten the power. Or maybe this was just her protectiveness toward finally being unleashed.
And poor Angelica had just gotten her first teaser of it.
But why was I pitying her? The one in the most danger was .
Angelica slowly put her head out. Bowing deeply toward mother.
Mother was hissing. Fury radiating from every pore.
"You... how dare you do that to my son!"
Her voice was venom.
"You lured him! What were you thinking?!"
She stepped forward.
"Did you want to manipulate him? Turn him toward you? Make him fall in love? And then marry him?!"
Another step.
"Pretty much the sa bullshit pulled by poor people like you!"
I could see tears forming in Angelica’s eyes. Her voice breaking.
I tried to intervene.
"Mother, it was my—"
"SHUT UP!"
She didn’t even look at . Complete dismissal.
"You are fired from this job."
Her voice was ice.
"Pack your bags. And never show your face again."
Angelica fell to her knees. Sobbing.
"S-sorry—"
She couldn’t even speak properly. The words choking in her throat.
"And don’t forget."
Mother’s voice cut through her apology.
"It’s not over. I will soon co up with a proper punishnt for the cri you committed."
Her eyes narrowed.
"Get ready to face your sins."
Angelica wiped her tears desperately. Grabbed her scattered clothes. Then ran toward mother.
She held the fabric against her front. Just as a formality. Barely covering anything.
Then dropped to her knees before mother.
"My lady, please don’t do this to !"
Her voice was desperate. Pleading.
"I have dedicated my whole life to this household! I never looked at young master in the way you are describing!"
Mother didn’t say a thing.
Just crossed her arms. Cold. Unmoved.
The sobbing intensified.
"I can’t lose this job... not at this mont..."
Angelica’s words ca between gasps.
"My husband has been sick for months now... my inco alone runs the house... also I have a chil—"
"So that explains it."
Mother’s voice cut her off.
"Your husband is sick. So you’re looking for a new one."
She tilted her head.
"Or is it that you were looking for a shortcut to earn more money?"
Angelica was crying harder now. Voice completely broken.
"No... I would never think of that... trust , my lady..."
"Trust you?" Mother laughed. Cold. Mirthless.
"After what you did? After what you made see?"
She pointed at the door.
"Angelica, my order is final. Don’t make say it again."
Her voice hardened. "Leave. Right now. Or I will order the guards to throw you out."
Angelica collapsed completely.
Crying as if her whole life had just been ruined.
Which it had.
She was on the ground. Bowing. Sobbing. Her ass lifted in the air as she prostrated herself.
From behind, she was completely naked.
And my eyes...
My traitorous eyes were fixated on her asshole. On her convulsing pussy. Still wet. Still twitching.
My dick, which had been getting softer, rose back to its forr glory.
’What the fuck are you doing?!’ I was cursing myself.
Then mother turned. Walked away.
"Mother, wait!" I rushed after her.
She didn’t listen. Didn’t slow down.
On my way out, I stopped beside Angelica.
Looked down at her broken form.
"Don’t worry. I will fix everything."
’If I’m alive after this.’ I added that part silently.
Then rushed after mother.
I reached the bedroom.
And saw her.
The mother from before was gone. The one with rage burning in her eyes. The one spitting fire and fury.
The one in front of now was different.
A broken mother.
Crying.
Hiding her face in her hands.
Guilt stabbed through my chest.
I sat beside her. Still naked. One hand covering my dick awkwardly.
"Mother... please let at least explain."
She didn’t respond with words.
Instead, she leaned on my shoulder. Pressed her face harder against . Tears dripping onto my skin.
And then she spoke.
Her voice was small. Fragile. Shattered.
"Why are you doing this to ..."
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