I wake up and don't recognize where I am until images of everything I did yesterday start coming to me. I look at the clock and it's almost 10, see that my mother isn't in bed with me. I get out of the room and go to the kitchen, where she's cooking something. I approach her without saying anything and give her a hard slap; she screams, but more from surprise since she didn't know I was there.
--Good morning, mom. How did you sleep last night?--
I say sadistically, knowing perfectly well that she probably couldn't have slept thinking about what her own son had done to her.
--Not bad at all, my love--
She responds without emotion, with a slightly dull look in her eyes. She keeps cooking and I decide to have fun with her. I lift up her skirt and start touching her, put two fingers in her vagina and manhandle her for a few minutes until she says breakfast is ready.
She made oatmeal, in her own way. It's something I love because it's a traditional breakfast for me. While she eats, I think it's funny to put my head in the plate (the oatmeal isn't hot), so I do it and see her covered in food. After eating, I get ready to go to university, so I prepare myself and leave.
The hours pass, bored with class, anxious to be able to go back home and have fun with mom again. My classes end around 6 and I head back home. I make an appearance with a --Hello-- but there's no response, I hear a noise in the bathroom so I assume my mother is in it. I go into the bathroom and open the door without touching anything, find my progenitor sitting on the toilet, moment when I take the initiative to give her a Golden Shower.
I order --Open your mouth--, she complies with my command, I pull out my penis and start urinating, releasing all my salty-tasting and strongly smelling golden liquid into her mouth and then all over her body, not leaving any part dry. She never spits anything back and always keeps her mouth open, so when I finish I tell her to... Swallow what I spat into your mouth, she does, certainly doubtful and with a face of disgust, but she does it. Finished this moment, I say to her -Don't wash yourself, I want you to be with my scent, so you know you're mine and only mine, do you understand? Until I give you permission to bathe--, --Alright, love-- says in response. I see the hour on my watch and it's 7 o'clock at night, dinner time. I declare -You should go make dinner, I'm hungry--, to which she responds in exclamation -Very well, love. I'll go prepare the food-. I'm going to my room to wait, thinking about how much my life has changed from one day to another, due to a simple decision my mother made, passing from having that role, to being my slut. The idea excites me just thinking about it. What will be the limits? Are there any at all? I think about all the things I can do to her and get hard just imagining it. An idea occurs to me, since we're at it, setting some rules with mini punishments if she doesn't comply. She calls me to eat while I'm thinking about this. In the kitchen, while eating, I keep thinking about this. When I finish my list, I tell her -Mother, from now on you'll have to obey these rules--, pass a sheet where each one is written, which I was writing while eating. 1. From now on, you won't wear clothes at home, only when you have to go out. 2. You won't refuse any of my orders, no matter how strong they are. 3. You'll call me love (although you've been doing that already). 4. You can only bathe when I give you permission. 5. You can only leave the house when I give you permission. 6. You can't masturbate unless I tell you to. 7. Although I think this is obvious, you're fully mine, I'm the only one who can touch you lasciviously, without exception. 8. All your money now belongs to me. You'll give me dad's insurance card. -Is it really not even going to be possible for me to bathe? That's the only thing I disagree with, love--, she says with a serious face, but not angry, rather relaxed. -Yes, that too, although,
To be honest, probably when you ask me for permission, I would never refuse it - I respond sincerely, stepping out of my dominant role. - Okay, I have no problem with these rules -. We finish eating and she asks me for permission to take a bath, which, as I already clarified earlier, I did not refuse that request. I go to my room, change clothes (which I still hadn't done) and then sit on the edge of my bed to watch my phone for a bit. I hear my mother get out of the bathroom and enter her room, so I follow her and enter just after she does. - Let's do it like last night - I say. - Okay, love -. I approach her since she's already naked, just as I ordered, start touching her, touching her beautiful mature woman breasts and her clitoris embedded in that beautiful pink vagina. She moans softly when I feel her wet enough, release my virile member and start taking her pussy. Slowly with passion, I'm feeling her warmth, the warmth of the vagina from which I left about 19 years ago. After about 7 minutes feeling all her heat, when I feel like I'm close, I pull out my penis and come on the floor. At this moment, she still doesn't imagine what I'm going to ask; I exclaim - I want you to clean up what I released on the floor... With your tongue -. She opens her eyes in surprise but quickly replies with - Okay -. I see her bending down without much doubt, takes out her tongue and starts licking the floor, disappearing little by little the white stain that was there. Sadistically ask - Did you like it? - and she answers - Of course, love -. It's a bit late and I'm tired from university, so I decide to go to sleep in her bed. She sleeps with me. I wake up the next day and she's not here again, I go to the kitchen and this time nothing interesting happens, although I do notice that she's less apathetic than yesterday, I think she's getting used to her new lifestyle. I leave for university, a normal day like any other, but this time of I'm on my way home and I take a detour to go to a store that has always caught my attention, a sex shop. When I enter, I see a lot of products that don't even appear in the porn videos I'm used to. I see one that interests me, a vibrator for clitorises, at which point an idea occurs to me. Of the products in the store, I only buy that one (for now). Then, just to make sure my mom doesn't break any of the rules I set for her, I go to a home security gadget store and buy 7 cameras. I return home, see that my mom is making dinner, a bit earlier than usual by the way. I make an appearance as always with a --Hello--, which she returns with --Hello, love. Welcome home. You're right on time, dinner's ready--. We sit down to eat and after finishing both of us say --I bought something-- with a slightly sadistic smile, --Really?-- responds almost innocently. I take out the vibrator and manifest --Yes, look at this--, which leaves her a bit disconcerted since she didn't even know what it was, so I turn it on and she instantly understands where things are going. I approach her with --Open your legs--, I take out a plastic strip from my pocket and attach the vibrator to her clitoris in such a way that it won't fall off. --You're not allowed to remove it-- I decree, and she simply nods her head in response. Before starting to play with her, I install the cameras, which took me about an hour and a half to do, but I had the whole house monitored this way. This way, I knew perfectly if she broke any of the rules I set for her. I spent the rest of the night playing with the vibrator, since it's connected to my cell phone. This way, every time I saw that she was about to reach orgasm, I'd turn off the device and she couldn't do anything because she wasn't allowed to touch herself. After a few hours in this game, it was already midnight, and she came into my room room and begs —Please, let me touch you or come on! Please, please!—. I determine this desire —No, I like seeing you like that—. She stays looking at me with sad eyes and leaves the room. However, when I'm going to sleep, I obviously stop bothering her with the vibrator. The next morning, before getting out of bed, I review the recordings from the cameras. I'm disappointed to see my mother masturbating without permission shortly after I fell asleep. I immediately go to the kitchen and show her the video; she turns red knowing what she did is wrong; I exclaim angrily —Do you know I have to punish you?—, to which she lowers her head and responds timidly —Yes, sir—. I grab her and put her on my lap looking down. I start giving her spanks on her backside, the paleness of her skin making it turn red to an extreme level after just a few of them. With each spank, she lets out a slight cry, which excites me greatly but I restrain myself because I know she doesn't deserve a reward. After giving her about 15 spanks, interchanging with each one; with her backside completely red, I stop since it's getting late for university. Breakfast, I get ready and go to university. Throughout the day, I activate the vibrator, review the cameras, and know when she's going to come, so I turn it off before. I spend the day at university and return home without detours. Dinner, I eat and go to sleep, still bothering my mother at night but not letting her come; for two days like this, until one day I arrive home and receive her on her knees begging —Please, let me come. I'm giving you everything of mine, material and spiritual. I'll enjoy what you do to me, I swear, I'll give myself to you completely, but let me come already, I can't take it anymore—. At this plea, my penis becomes hard as a rock, without saying a word I take it out and put it inside her until the end of... throat. Pass a couple of minutes, she apparently doesn't have much nauseous reflex, as she didn't do anything to move away from me at any moment. I decide that for starting that blowjob is enough, so I pick her up and take her to her bed. She opens her legs, the moment when I put my member in without hesitation, feeling her vagina more humid than ever. I start giving it and listen to her moans, sincere moans from my mother. Pass only 4 minutes and I feel her vagina starting to squeeze as a sign that she's coming. I keep giving it for another 4 minutes until I come inside her; I put my fingers in and start touching her roughly until she comes again. At this moment her sheets are soaked with her juices, the room is flooded with a heavy smell. I lie down on the bed and decide that enough is enough for today, she asks permission to go take a bath and I grant it; I close my eyes and fall asleep. This is my longest report to date, almost double the words of the first part of the saga. I would appreciate it if you leave your 10 points, remember that's what motivates me to keep making reports and determines whether I continue with a saga or not. I thank everyone for their support in the previous report. Remember also that, as I announced, the original saga will be deleted when this report is uploaded.
--Good morning, mom. How did you sleep last night?--
I say sadistically, knowing perfectly well that she probably couldn't have slept thinking about what her own son had done to her.
--Not bad at all, my love--
She responds without emotion, with a slightly dull look in her eyes. She keeps cooking and I decide to have fun with her. I lift up her skirt and start touching her, put two fingers in her vagina and manhandle her for a few minutes until she says breakfast is ready.
She made oatmeal, in her own way. It's something I love because it's a traditional breakfast for me. While she eats, I think it's funny to put my head in the plate (the oatmeal isn't hot), so I do it and see her covered in food. After eating, I get ready to go to university, so I prepare myself and leave.
The hours pass, bored with class, anxious to be able to go back home and have fun with mom again. My classes end around 6 and I head back home. I make an appearance with a --Hello-- but there's no response, I hear a noise in the bathroom so I assume my mother is in it. I go into the bathroom and open the door without touching anything, find my progenitor sitting on the toilet, moment when I take the initiative to give her a Golden Shower.
I order --Open your mouth--, she complies with my command, I pull out my penis and start urinating, releasing all my salty-tasting and strongly smelling golden liquid into her mouth and then all over her body, not leaving any part dry. She never spits anything back and always keeps her mouth open, so when I finish I tell her to... Swallow what I spat into your mouth, she does, certainly doubtful and with a face of disgust, but she does it. Finished this moment, I say to her -Don't wash yourself, I want you to be with my scent, so you know you're mine and only mine, do you understand? Until I give you permission to bathe--, --Alright, love-- says in response. I see the hour on my watch and it's 7 o'clock at night, dinner time. I declare -You should go make dinner, I'm hungry--, to which she responds in exclamation -Very well, love. I'll go prepare the food-. I'm going to my room to wait, thinking about how much my life has changed from one day to another, due to a simple decision my mother made, passing from having that role, to being my slut. The idea excites me just thinking about it. What will be the limits? Are there any at all? I think about all the things I can do to her and get hard just imagining it. An idea occurs to me, since we're at it, setting some rules with mini punishments if she doesn't comply. She calls me to eat while I'm thinking about this. In the kitchen, while eating, I keep thinking about this. When I finish my list, I tell her -Mother, from now on you'll have to obey these rules--, pass a sheet where each one is written, which I was writing while eating. 1. From now on, you won't wear clothes at home, only when you have to go out. 2. You won't refuse any of my orders, no matter how strong they are. 3. You'll call me love (although you've been doing that already). 4. You can only bathe when I give you permission. 5. You can only leave the house when I give you permission. 6. You can't masturbate unless I tell you to. 7. Although I think this is obvious, you're fully mine, I'm the only one who can touch you lasciviously, without exception. 8. All your money now belongs to me. You'll give me dad's insurance card. -Is it really not even going to be possible for me to bathe? That's the only thing I disagree with, love--, she says with a serious face, but not angry, rather relaxed. -Yes, that too, although,
To be honest, probably when you ask me for permission, I would never refuse it - I respond sincerely, stepping out of my dominant role. - Okay, I have no problem with these rules -. We finish eating and she asks me for permission to take a bath, which, as I already clarified earlier, I did not refuse that request. I go to my room, change clothes (which I still hadn't done) and then sit on the edge of my bed to watch my phone for a bit. I hear my mother get out of the bathroom and enter her room, so I follow her and enter just after she does. - Let's do it like last night - I say. - Okay, love -. I approach her since she's already naked, just as I ordered, start touching her, touching her beautiful mature woman breasts and her clitoris embedded in that beautiful pink vagina. She moans softly when I feel her wet enough, release my virile member and start taking her pussy. Slowly with passion, I'm feeling her warmth, the warmth of the vagina from which I left about 19 years ago. After about 7 minutes feeling all her heat, when I feel like I'm close, I pull out my penis and come on the floor. At this moment, she still doesn't imagine what I'm going to ask; I exclaim - I want you to clean up what I released on the floor... With your tongue -. She opens her eyes in surprise but quickly replies with - Okay -. I see her bending down without much doubt, takes out her tongue and starts licking the floor, disappearing little by little the white stain that was there. Sadistically ask - Did you like it? - and she answers - Of course, love -. It's a bit late and I'm tired from university, so I decide to go to sleep in her bed. She sleeps with me. I wake up the next day and she's not here again, I go to the kitchen and this time nothing interesting happens, although I do notice that she's less apathetic than yesterday, I think she's getting used to her new lifestyle. I leave for university, a normal day like any other, but this time of I'm on my way home and I take a detour to go to a store that has always caught my attention, a sex shop. When I enter, I see a lot of products that don't even appear in the porn videos I'm used to. I see one that interests me, a vibrator for clitorises, at which point an idea occurs to me. Of the products in the store, I only buy that one (for now). Then, just to make sure my mom doesn't break any of the rules I set for her, I go to a home security gadget store and buy 7 cameras. I return home, see that my mom is making dinner, a bit earlier than usual by the way. I make an appearance as always with a --Hello--, which she returns with --Hello, love. Welcome home. You're right on time, dinner's ready--. We sit down to eat and after finishing both of us say --I bought something-- with a slightly sadistic smile, --Really?-- responds almost innocently. I take out the vibrator and manifest --Yes, look at this--, which leaves her a bit disconcerted since she didn't even know what it was, so I turn it on and she instantly understands where things are going. I approach her with --Open your legs--, I take out a plastic strip from my pocket and attach the vibrator to her clitoris in such a way that it won't fall off. --You're not allowed to remove it-- I decree, and she simply nods her head in response. Before starting to play with her, I install the cameras, which took me about an hour and a half to do, but I had the whole house monitored this way. This way, I knew perfectly if she broke any of the rules I set for her. I spent the rest of the night playing with the vibrator, since it's connected to my cell phone. This way, every time I saw that she was about to reach orgasm, I'd turn off the device and she couldn't do anything because she wasn't allowed to touch herself. After a few hours in this game, it was already midnight, and she came into my room room and begs —Please, let me touch you or come on! Please, please!—. I determine this desire —No, I like seeing you like that—. She stays looking at me with sad eyes and leaves the room. However, when I'm going to sleep, I obviously stop bothering her with the vibrator. The next morning, before getting out of bed, I review the recordings from the cameras. I'm disappointed to see my mother masturbating without permission shortly after I fell asleep. I immediately go to the kitchen and show her the video; she turns red knowing what she did is wrong; I exclaim angrily —Do you know I have to punish you?—, to which she lowers her head and responds timidly —Yes, sir—. I grab her and put her on my lap looking down. I start giving her spanks on her backside, the paleness of her skin making it turn red to an extreme level after just a few of them. With each spank, she lets out a slight cry, which excites me greatly but I restrain myself because I know she doesn't deserve a reward. After giving her about 15 spanks, interchanging with each one; with her backside completely red, I stop since it's getting late for university. Breakfast, I get ready and go to university. Throughout the day, I activate the vibrator, review the cameras, and know when she's going to come, so I turn it off before. I spend the day at university and return home without detours. Dinner, I eat and go to sleep, still bothering my mother at night but not letting her come; for two days like this, until one day I arrive home and receive her on her knees begging —Please, let me come. I'm giving you everything of mine, material and spiritual. I'll enjoy what you do to me, I swear, I'll give myself to you completely, but let me come already, I can't take it anymore—. At this plea, my penis becomes hard as a rock, without saying a word I take it out and put it inside her until the end of... throat. Pass a couple of minutes, she apparently doesn't have much nauseous reflex, as she didn't do anything to move away from me at any moment. I decide that for starting that blowjob is enough, so I pick her up and take her to her bed. She opens her legs, the moment when I put my member in without hesitation, feeling her vagina more humid than ever. I start giving it and listen to her moans, sincere moans from my mother. Pass only 4 minutes and I feel her vagina starting to squeeze as a sign that she's coming. I keep giving it for another 4 minutes until I come inside her; I put my fingers in and start touching her roughly until she comes again. At this moment her sheets are soaked with her juices, the room is flooded with a heavy smell. I lie down on the bed and decide that enough is enough for today, she asks permission to go take a bath and I grant it; I close my eyes and fall asleep. This is my longest report to date, almost double the words of the first part of the saga. I would appreciate it if you leave your 10 points, remember that's what motivates me to keep making reports and determines whether I continue with a saga or not. I thank everyone for their support in the previous report. Remember also that, as I announced, the original saga will be deleted when this report is uploaded.
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