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🕑 Added 2025-05-24 19:00:38 +0000 UTCEP.143 Cheon Dambi 5
A silence fell between Baek Jihan, Seong Juhee, and Cheon Dambi.
Cheon Dambi was preoccupied with thoughts of the power soon to come, the thrill of pleasure she had only recently tasted, and preparations for the conflicts and struggles that would accompany that power.
Seong Juhee was wrestling with jealousy toward her mother for making her boyfriend cum, betrayal at seeing her boyfriend climax from her mother’s touch, and confusion about why watching it all had aroused her.
‘Things are going surprisingly smoothly.’
Meanwhile, Jihan was considering the stance and plans he would need to adopt going forward. He knew he’d need to listen to his family’s advice and set an overall direction, but the most important thing was his own role.
This event-and his very existence-was the first and last chance for the succubi. If this failed, the future for succubi was grimly obvious.
The Cheon clan would enslave the succubi, using them as tools for political or economic gain.
Thinking of his family being given to politicians and corporate chairmen-even if it was just a fear-was deeply unsettling.
It was painful, but the thought kept growing in his mind.
And the more he thought about it, the more determined he became. Such a fate could never be allowed. The pain would be worse than death.
“Jihan. I think it’s best if we end things here for today. I’ll contact you later.”
With that, Cheon Dambi broke the silence and dismissed him. At her words, Seong Juhee glared at Jihan instead of her mother.
Jihan could feel the betrayal, anger, and arousal in her gaze.
He gave her a bitter, apologetic smile and bowed to Cheon Dambi.
“Juhee noona has my number, so please contact me next time. Dambi noo…na.”
He couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to see your own mother make your boyfriend cum. But if he put himself in her shoes, it was horrifying.
That’s why he stammered, glancing at Seong Juhee as he spoke.
Regardless of her feelings for him, there was no turning back now. If he’d delayed the start, that would be different, but now that things had begun, there was no going back.
So Jihan knew he had to do his best with whatever time he had left-for his family, and for himself, who owed his happiness to them.
With a wry smile, he turned his back on the two women. Instantly, his expression changed, like a soldier about to enter battle.
He was about to throw himself into the fight to save his family and loved ones. It wouldn’t be long before it began.
**
After parking his car in the garage, he trudged home.
As soon as he opened the door, he could tell that the news he’d given Francesca had already spread.
His family members, more cautious and curious than usual, were milling about. As soon as they sensed his presence, all eyes turned to him.
He met each of their gazes in turn.
There was Minah noona, the tough, brawler older sister.
Yuna noona, proud and quiet but completely disarmed when it came to him, a severe “brocon.”
Anna, the obedient maid who would throw herself into fire if he asked.
Francesca, the reliable secretary who always delivered the best results, no matter what he asked.
Park Sora, who had recently become family and, with his mother’s blessing, was now officially walking the path of a succubus.
And finally-
“My son… you’ve worked hard.”
His gaze turned to the woman who reached for him. The most noble and lascivious woman in the world, who had brought light to his loneliness and given him a family.
“Come to Mama.”
He fell into his mother Baek Sera’s embrace as if hypnotized.
Though he’d experienced only pleasure for the past few hours, mentally he was exhausted. He’d tried to be as careful and humble as possible, not knowing what butterfly effect his actions might cause.
He’d even entertained forbidden thoughts, leaving him mentally drained.
So his mother’s embrace felt more comforting than ever.
“You’ve worked hard, my son.”
“…No, not really.”
Her single word of comfort melted all his worries away.
He buried his face in her warm, ample cleavage and took a deep breath.
After savoring her gentle hand on his head, he finally pulled away.
“How’s Hanna?”
He looked over his mother’s shoulder at Park Sora, who smiled reassuringly.
“She’s sleeping.”
His mother linked arms with him.
“You should rest too, don’t you think?”
Francesca quickly came over and took his other arm.
He appreciated their concern, but just the feeling of their breasts against his arms was enough to make him feel better.
And in truth, even if it wasn’t, there was no other choice. Before Cheon Dambi, who was probably talking to Seong Juhee right now, started digging into his background, they had to finish their preparations.
He shook his head.
“Everyone, come to my room. I have something to discuss.”
**
“Everyone, come to my room. I have something to discuss.”
Though Baek Sera was the queen of the succubi and the mistress of the house, none of the women refused Jihan’s command-like request.
They all followed their soon-to-be lover and master.
The women entered his room. As the place where Jihan’s scent was strongest, just stepping inside filled their noses and brains with his intoxicating aroma.
They tried to hide their reactions and quietly gathered around Jihan, who lay at the center of the bed.
There was almost a squabble over who would sit where, but Baek Sera’s spot was always reserved.
The others, knowing Francesca had helped Jihan a lot this time, gladly gave her the spot on his other side.
Four women squeezed in between his spread legs, doing their best to ignore the dizzying scent at his head.
They listened quietly as Jihan spoke.
They realized the time had come to end the centuries-old war. It was nearly a year sooner than they’d expected, and sudden, but there couldn’t be a better time.
It wasn’t a matter of timing, but of who made the first move.
‘If Jihan had approached Cheon Dambi first, would things have turned out like this?’
Baek Sera trusted her son, but knowing how extraordinary he was, she also trusted the Cheon clan’s thoroughness.
They never let their guard down. If Jihan had approached Cheon Dambi first, the Cheon clan’s forces would have stormed the mansion the very next day.
Why would such a perfect man come to me? That small doubt was more than enough to become certainty.
If Dambi noticed Jihan’s sexual allure, she would realize he resembled a succubus.
So Baek Sera knew that what had happened was not a crisis, but an opportunity.
The “Trojan Horse” plan she’d resolved to carry out had, unbeknownst to her, already been completed by her son.
The process was a little different, but the result would be as good or better.
Baek Sera rested her cheek on her son’s thick arm and gently stroked his bare chest.
Perhaps sensing the pride and gratitude in her touch, Jihan’s dark expression softened, and Baek Sera smiled.
After a moment’s hesitation, she looked at Park Sora, who was resting her head on Jihan’s left thigh, and spoke.
“The Cheon clan has political and business connections, but so do we. And we’ve been able to get information about Cheon Dambi from them.”
Baek Sera described Cheon Dambi as an ambitious, arrogant woman who hoped to become a central figure in her clan.
That matched Jihan’s own assessment.
As Jihan was thinking-
“That bitch touched my cock?”
Baek Minah shouted angrily. Without waiting for a reply, she took his cock into her mouth.
Suck suck…
His cock, always hard, was a little limp now.
Of course, as soon as Minah’s saliva and soft tongue touched it, it hardened again, but she didn’t like seeing her brother’s weak side, even for a moment.
So instead of blaming him, she cursed Cheon Dambi.
“I’ll erase that damn bitch’s traces.”
She glanced at Baek Sera for permission, who nodded slightly.
With her reason and right established, Minah’s head moved fiercely but gently, as if to comfort Jihan.
“Aaah…!!”
Satisfied with the moan of pleasure that escaped him, Minah continued.
Baek Sera watched for a moment, swallowed, then gave Francesca the floor.
Francesca, who had been stroking Jihan’s nipples, spoke up, her hand never stopping.
“The orphanage records have already been taken care of. Not only the staff, but everyone present at the time has had their memories altered. Even if Cheon Dambi investigates, she’ll never find the truth.”
“As expected of Francesca. So reliable.”
Francesca blushed at the praise from the son of her master, soon to be her new master.
But she also had to deliver some less happy news.
“That’s why, young master, it’s best if you don’t come to this house for a while.”
“…How long?”
“Until everything is finished.”
As both secretary and the queen’s envoy, it was a heartbreaking message for all the women.
Jihan’s heart ached as well, but he listened to the rest.
“What’s the plan?”
“You’ll have to sleep with countless Cheon women and get them pregnant… But your job remains the same as always.”
She glanced at Baek Sera, who nodded sadly.
She had thought she would be the first to bear his child, but that honor would have to go to a sacrificial lamb for revenge.
Francesca looked back at Jihan.
“Just keep doing what you do best. If you do, one day those women will kneel at our feet.”
Jihan wasn’t a fool. He knew his talent and how women reacted to it.
Cheon Dambi’s reaction was a little weak, but the direction was the same.
So it would just take time, and he’d be apart from his family for a while. But someday, he believed, he’d have all the Cheon women kneeling beneath his cock.
“Judging by Cheon Dambi’s state, it looks like she’s under pressure from above. At most, a month?”
Baek Sera said. Within a month, Dambi would take her son to Munyeosan. So they had to finish what needed to be done before then.
“Mari’s coming-of-age ceremony is soon. About three weeks left.”
Jihan understood right away.
“I’ll make time for it, no matter what excuse I have to use.”
“Thank you.”
“No need to thank me. She’s my little sister.”
Baek Sera smiled warmly. Jihan’s cock throbbed.
Suck suck suck suck
Baek Minah’s sucking became even more intense.
“Noona, swallow it all.”
"....❤"
Instead of answering, Minah squeezed her lips tighter and sucked out his cum.
And the next day-
-Jihan? It’s Dambi noona. Yes, save my number. More importantly… Where are you now? Never mind, I’ll come find you.
Cheon Dambi contacted him.
