CHAPTER 52: CHAPTER 52 - A SLAVE’S KISS

"You know, Del? Even though our marriage is just a contract on paper, born from our own different needs... I’m glad I got to spend time with you. You’re truly a good friend." Freyden Socheron’s voice was warm, yet held a hidden sorrow.

The handsome man with stone-grey hair and purple eyes stood tall, his sturdy and authoritative figure radiating an aura of both power and gentleness. His face was strikingly similar to Adam’s, as if showing what Adam would look like in the future.

Delilah stood before him, her usually calm eyes now gazing into the distance, as if trying to pierce through an unavoidable fate.

"Do you really have to do this?" she asked, her voice flat yet firm.

"Yes," Freyden answered succinctly, without hesitation.

"Why?" pressed Delilah, a hint of bitterness audible in her tone. "It’s not your responsibility."

Freyden let out a soft sigh. "I have to die, Del. And it is my responsibility."

"Why do you have, Frey?" Delilah didn’t relent, stepping closer. "We can fight together."

"We don’t stand a chance," Freyden replied gently but definitively. "I absolutely must do this, Del."

"WHY?" Delilah’s voice rose slightly, her emotions finally breaking through. "For this world?"

Freyden gave a faint smile, a sad one that lasted only a moment before fading. "No, of course not. It’s for my child... and for you, Del."

Silence enveloped the space between them, heavy and meaningful. Two powerful people bound by a contract, now faced with the heaviest of choices.

Finally, in a voice almost a whisper, Delilah asked the question that had been buried in her heart.

"Hey, Frey... if you didn’t know you were going to die, would you have properly pursued me?"

Freyden was startled for a second, his purple eyes blinking. But soon, the sad smile returned to his lips, his expression seeming to yearn for a beautiful future they would never have. "Del..."

Seeing that expression, Delilah already knew the answer. No more words were needed. Her heart felt both relieved and aching—relieved to know her feelings weren’t entirely one-sided, aching because they never had the chance.

A moment later, Freyden spoke again, his voice heavy yet full of conviction. "I entrust my child to you, Del. Please protect him."

Delilah nodded slowly.

She didn’t know that this promise would one day lead her to an unimaginable situation—becoming the sex slave of the very child her husband entrusted to her, tormented by the memory of that husband’s death, and trapped in an endless cycle of vengeance.

That was the reason Delilah had ignored Adam all this time. Every time she saw Adam, Freyden’s shadow would resurface in her mind, accompanied by a deep regret.

She regretted not stopping him.

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I woke up feeling light. After so long, I finally managed to sleep through the night without any nightmares.

As my eyes slowly opened, my still-blurry vision was met by a sight I could barely believe—Delilah’s perfect face, like a goddess descended from heaven, right above me. Before I could fully process it, her soft lips were already touching mine in a kiss.

I was startled for a moment, but quickly kissed her back. Right, last night I had ordered my stepmother to kiss me every time I woke up, and she was actually following through.

Our kiss turned wild, full of passion. I could feel the unmatched softness of her lips, her skilled tongue exploring every corner of my mouth, while my own tongue eagerly explored the cavern of hers. We kept making out intensely for nearly five minutes before I finally felt satisfied.

When we parted, I gazed at my stepmother, still completely naked. My hand casually kneaded her large, incredibly plump breasts, so soft my hand seemed to sink into them. I still found it hard to believe that the famous Star Witch was now my personal sex slave.

"I’m sure you’ve heard this a lot, Mom," I murmured, "but I really have to say it, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen."

Delilah just responded with a cold stare, unaffected by my compliment.

I continued, my voice filled with desire, "It’s still early, but looking at your lewd appearance and after that kiss, my little brother is already very excited."

"Now help me calm him down, Mom. Use that pretty mouth of yours to serve your son. Suck it all, and do it well."

Delilah moved off the bed without hesitation. She pulled back the covers and lowered my shorts and boxers. My thick, long dick stood straight up in front of her face. Without preamble, she opened her beautiful mouth and began licking my balls with the tip of her tongue. The sensation sent waves of pleasure shooting through my body.

"Ah... see? Our brief blowjob training last night in the bathroom is already paying off," I praised, groaning in pleasure.

Delilah then licked all along my shaft up to the head, kissing it gently. My moans grew louder, my fists clenching.

After teasing the head for a while, she finally opened her mouth wide and took my entire length inside. The wet sounds of her mouth moving back and forth were driving me crazy.

I used [Eye of Desire] to check her status.

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{SLAVE}

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NAME: Delilah Socheron

AGE: 41

CLASS: Star Witch

RANK: SSS

DOMINANCE: 16%

SEXUAL AROUSAL: 9%

VAGINA VIRGINITY: No

ANAL VIRGINITY: Yes

WEAK POINTS: -

FETISH: -

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’Hhmm... Wasn’t her dominance 14% last time? When did it increase? I didn’t do much to her last night besides playing with her breasts and pussy with my hand. Was it because of our conversation?’ I thought.

After a moment’s consideration, I was sure that was the reason. Our conversation last night was indeed very intense. So, I can increase dominance without always resorting to sex? Surrender—is that the key?

Yes, surrender.

Not just fear, but a deep, internal acceptance that there is no way left to fight. Every attempt at resistance must be made to feel futile, every hope must be crushed one by one. When she realizes my authority is absolute, obedience will come naturally and inevitably. Especially if that surrender leads her to pleasure. That’s the real key to increasing my dominance.

I groaned again, feeling her blowjob technique improving, and stroked her head. "Thank you, Mom! Because of you, I’ve realized something important once again."

Delilah shot me a sharp look, murderous intent clear in her eyes even with her mouth full of my cock. But now, that look didn’t scare me at all.

While continuing to enjoy her deep sucking, I picked up my phone and opened the social media account I hadn’t checked in ages.

My inbox was flooded with insults and curses—the main reason I avoided this platform. Why not just make a new account? Unfortunately, the strict verification system required every citizen to have only one lifetime account linked to their digital ID card.

This policy was implemented by the Hunter Global Authority to prevent the spread of false information and to facilitate the tracking of online activity, particularly related to national security and Hunter operations.

My eyes landed on a message from Nerissa that had arrived two days ago. When I opened it, a short video showing me fucking Arianna played. Below it was a long string of threats:

"Watch closely, trash. If you don’t come to my lab immediately and be my guinea pig again, I’ll spread this video throughout the academy."

"Useless, ungrateful trash! How dare you ignore me! I’ll make sure everyone sees how pathetic you are!"

"Silence? How dare you play games with me!"

"If you don’t respond within 24 hours, I’ll spread this video to the entire academy."

"You think this is a joke? You have 12 hours left!"

"Fine, have it your way. Tomorrow everyone will know that this trash can get an erection!"

"You’re really underestimating me, huh? Now just spreading the video isn’t enough, I’ll make sure you get expelled from the academy!"

"ANSWER ME, YOU PUSSY! I WILL DESTROY YOU!"

I was shocked to learn Nerissa had a recording of that. When did she take it? I wondered briefly but then shook my head; it wasn’t too important right now. I sighed and closed my phone. My initial plan was to get revenge on Maximus first, but it seems I need to change my priorities.

Soon after, thanks to Delilah’s increasingly vigorous sucking, I reached my peak.

"Fuck! I’m cumming, Mom!" I moaned, releasing hot streams of semen into her mouth.

Delilah then opened her mouth, showing me the pool of white inside, before swallowing it completely, just as I had ordered—every time she sucks me, she must swallow every last drop of my cum.