God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 400

Chapter 400: My Mother Likes It Rough
This, for some reason, really ticked me off, as both my mother and Camila here were trying to pass themselves off as if they were virtuous victims while I was the demon who was torturing them for the thrill that came with it, when they were in fact the real perverts who enjoyed everything I did to them and acted as if they were against it all along.

A wicked smile inevitably formed on my face as I couldn’t handle the way the women of this family were treating me any longer, and I thought that it was time that I showed them just who the man of this household was…

Spank!~

“Ahhh!♡~ Kafi!♡~”

The loud resounding sound of raw muscle and bone clashing against a globule of pure fat was heard, when all of a sudden, when both the ladies were waiting for me to spread open my mother’s cheeks, I gave my mother a good spanking right on her left cheek.

Camila jumped like a cat whose tail had been stepped on when she felt the airwaves from the impact hit her face, while my mother was left whimpering from the searing sensation of her butt getting slammed.

“Kafi!~…What was that for?…Why did you hit spank Mommy out nowhere?”

My mother wailed as she rubbed her brown ass that had finally stopped jiggling after the collision and had finally settled down to reveal a faint blue handprint on her cheek. She then looked at me with teary eyes and said,

“It hurts so much, Kafi!~ The place you hit hurts so much like someone put a hot pan on that place!~…Why did you spank Mommy like that?~”

“Yes, Kafka!…Why did you slap poor Abi like that? She looks like she’s in so much pain!”

Camila gasped and quickly put the frozen pack of peas back on my mother’s butt, while thinking that unlike her own pale skin that bruised with a red colour, my mother’s coffee-coloured skin turned into a dark blue when abused.

“Well, that’s where you’re wrong, Camila.” I smiled as I examined the place on my mother’s cheeks that had completely bruised. “Even though my mother may look all cute and innocent, almost as if there isn’t a blemish on her soul and she had absolutely zero thought that would bring any harm to others, she’s actually one hell of a succubus who actually really likes it when I’m rough with her.”

“…So, even though this little slap of mine would’ve given her so much pain that she’d even be moaning in agony when she sat back down, it would also bring her an even more overwhelming amount of pleasure that would make it seem like she’s on cloud nine.”

I said as I stared at my mother with a knowing gaze while carressing her butt, to which she quickly looked away in fright, almost as if she were a thief who had been caught in the act.

“I know, Kafka…I know that Abi likes such aggressive activities since she herself just admitted it earlier and a-also because of how much she was moaning that day, almost as if someone were savagely murdering her.”

Camila blushed as she recalled when she heard my mother’s moans all the way across the street, which made her unable to sleep at night.

While my mother was wondering when such an embarrassing incident had occurred and also if any other neighbour had heard of her nighttime screeching, Camila continued to fight for my mother by saying,

“But there’s definitely no way that she could possibly like it so rough to the extent that her rear bruised up in a mear few seconds because of that slap, which almost pushed me away with how forceful it was.”

“Sure, Camila…I would totally understand what you’re saying, as there’s no way a normal woman can handle such devestating blows.”

I said, and immediately after, to show her an example of what I meant by ‘devestating blow’, I lifted my hand that was tenderly caressing my mother’s ass and gave her another slap that sounded as if thunder had struck the roof.

Slap!~

“Hyaaa!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Ahh!♡~”

“But unlike what you think, my mother isn’t any normal woman.” I informed Camila that my mother wasn’t exactly who she thought she was, who was in disbelief that I actually spanked my mother again before she had even recovered from the previous blow. “She’s actually one hell of a pervert who actually feels more thrill, the more abuse that’s hurled at her.”

“…Isn’t that right, mom? You’re quite the lustful woman, aren’t you, even though you insist that your son is much more devious than you?”

I said as I rubbed the place that had been slapped once again, treating and abusing her plump as at the same time.

“Mmm♡~ Nnnn♡~ Hnnn♡~”

My mother couldn’t even open her mouth to reply to me because of the throbbing sensation that was surging from her butt, and she could only whimper back at me, which sounded rather erotic.

“Kafka, you!~”

Camila was shocked at the sight of my mother’s cheeks that had been spanked twice in the same spot, which caused the blue bruising to become an even darker colour.

She wanted to complain at how cruel I was treating my mother, going as far as to slap the place that was still sensitive from the previous strike and make it swell up.

But she quickly stopped herself when she saw my mother’s face.

She thought my mother’s face would be twisting in pain from the punishment. But in actuality, she was dumbfounded to see her blushing and looking all relaxed, like she actually enjoyed what I just gave her.

There wasn’t a hint of pain or reluctance on my mother’s face. Rather, her face was drenched in ecstasy, especially her eyes that were full of love and her lips that she was biting onto like she couldn’t handle the pleasure she was feeling at the moment.

“See, Camila.” I brought back Camila’s attention after she got a good sight of my mother’s enchanted face. “Does that look like the face of someone who looks like they’re actually suffering?”

“Does it not look like someone who had just drunk a bottle of aphrodisiac in one go and was trying her best to control it’s effects, that were making her body go wild?”

“N-No, Kafka…That’s probably just because your mother’s facial expressions loosened up from the intense pain she’s feeling.” Camila said in disbelief, unable to believe that sight she was seeing that completely went against what she knew. “T-There’s no way that my adorable little sister, Abi, could show such a lewd expression on her face from actually being slapped so fiercely.”

“…There’s just no way that makes sense!”

Camila refused to believe what she was saying, as she really couldn’t comprehend how a person could actually feel comfort when her ass looked like it had been welted by a hot piece of iron.

“You hear that, mom?…Camila still doesn’t believe what I’m saying, even though it’s so very evident how much of a succubus you actually are.” I said as I groped my mother’s cheeks until my fingers dug into her flesh to wake her up from her reverie. I then continued saying, “I guess the only way to make her realise the truth of her little sister is if you were to admit it to yourself, don’t you think?”

“So, you can either choose to remain silent and act like you don’t know what I’m talking about, which would also mean that I won’t spank your ass for an entire month…Or you could admit the truth without any repercussions whatsoever, other than showing Camila just how much of a lewd woman her little sister actually is.”

“…It’s your choice, mom.”

I concluded and placed the ice pack back on her butt to ease the swelling that was making her butt look plumper than it already was.

Camila was confused about what I said, as she thought that not spanking my mother would be more of a relief for her and not a threat whatsoever.

She thought that if I were going to make my mother admit the truth, I would have to say the exact opposite of what I said, since she believed that no one would willingly seek out someone else to batter and bruise their behinds.

But her expectations and beliefs were all thrown out of the window when my mother got terrified when she heard that her son wouldn’t lay his hands on her for a month, and she reacted in an exaggerated manner as if I were actually stealing away the lifeline she was holding onto.

“No, Kafi!~ Don’t you dare do such a thing and abandon, Mommy!~ Please don’t!~”

My mother looked back at me with a woeful look in her ocean blue eyes and pleaded as if I were threatening to steal away her favourite toy. She then ignored Camila, who was dumbfounded by the desperate manner in which my mother was acting, and said without any hesitation whatsoever,

“Mommy will admit to whatever you want me to say, so don’t say that you won’t punish Mommy like you always do and make my life unbearable to live!~”

My mother looked at me with puppy dog eyes and was even whimpering at me like a poor little doggy that was begging its master to not stop petting and pampering it.

This made Camila’s eyes go wide, as she first thought that she was the only one who was absolutely down bad for me and couldn’t go against my decisions.

But it turned out that there was someone just as bad as her, who seemed like she couldn’t even live without her son roughing her up from time to time.