My mother, my slave: testing my new toy. (this is the second episode)
They had passed some days since I accompanied my mother to a psychological therapy session and discovered that the psychologist was somehow manipulating her to use her as a living sex doll.
I kept that as my secret but started investigating this strange situation a bit more.
I started by discreetly reviewing my mother's expenses, I could see how she had bought several very revealing and too small intimate garments at home, which would probably be to the liking of her psychologist.
This explained why he was taking so long on those long shopping trips.
After I started to thoroughly review my room and was able to locate the small hiding spot where my mother kept her 'secret collection', a small wooden box hidden in a false bottom of my closet beneath books that I hardly ever used anymore.
When I opened the box, I found plenty of small garments, thongs and bras that were only triangles covering only what seemed appropriate. It appeared that the eccentric person had kept it under a trance for a very long time and no one had noticed.
Save again that box and looking at the ceiling of my room I started to meditate on my next actions.
The next day, one of the usual discussions my parents used to have woke me up early, something was telling me that the lawyer was responsible for the increase in those conflicts.
Wait until my father had gone before I went down to take breakfast.
—Angel you getting up early, I thought you'd still be asleep at this hour— said my mother as she saw me coming down from my room.
It was her small discussion that woke me up — I replied to my mother.
I lament that responded my mother ashamed it's just that sometimes your father is very foolish
If I weren't aware of the bizarre current situation, my mother's attitude wouldn't have mattered to me but it was obvious that the psychologist was the cause of all her arguments for several months.
—Do you have any inconvenience with me having breakfast in my room?—
It's fine, just don't forget to wash the dishes you use when you're done — my mother replied without giving it much importance.
—It's fine— I replied and headed to the kitchen.
I took a bowl of cereal and returned to my room where I ate in complete silence thinking about each one of my options in this strange situation.
Facing the talker was out of discussion if he managed to turn my mother into his sexual slave, maybe I would become his eunuch or worse things.
Talking about it with my father, lately he has been so distant that I think this wouldn't bother him in the slightest.
Going with some authority would end up in a psychiatric hospital if I was doing well.
Take advantage of this situation and satisfy one of my favorite fantasies. If that was the correct solution.
I had no idea what the purpose of that psychologist was if they were only going to use my mother until she got bored with her and look for a 'patient' younger and with more money, or make her separate from my father and become her new husband, whatever their plan was I had to take advantage of that moment that might not be repeated.
I decided to get down to business to achieve my desire, first I started searching for 'cow girls' on my tablet, firstly because that would catch the attention of my mother and secondly if I had to say that stupid phrase it wouldn't be without a good reason.
When he finds the most scandalous image, he'll come down to leave the empty plate in the kitchen where he'll look for my tablet within his sight while I'm pretending to take a little water
What the hell are you looking at, Angel? my mother said when she discovered the scandalous image of a girl with a generous bust wearing a tiny bikini that simulated the pattern of a typical milk cow.
It was now or never while my mother was completely distracted so I decided to take advantage of it.
— Well mom it's just about Valeria the silly princess — replied pretending to be nervous as well as she could.
At that moment I saw my mother staying quiet with her back totally straight facing my tablet.
Wait a moment and then I'll approach her to see her more directly, my mother had a completely lost gaze looking at nothing in that moment, my excitement multiplied by a thousand but I restrained myself, I wanted to be 100% sure that my mother wasn't playing with me or that the trance would dissipate if I did something improper.
Do you hear me, big breast? I whispered almost in her ear if something went wrong I would have time to retreat.
If I loved her orders— she replied with the same voice she will use with the psychologist
—Do you know who I am?— at that moment hold your shoulders firmly to see my reaction
If you are my master I am at your orders me replied my mother without hesitating a little.
Hey cow! Do you know who I really am? -- At that moment, I slowly lowered my hands from his shoulders and softly pressed his breasts above his clothes.
If you are Angel my son and also you are my master responded my mother without caring where I had my hands at that moment.
Will you do everything I order you cow?— while saying that, I started playing with her big breasts making circles with them
I am totally obedient to you responded with a great blush on his face I will do anything my master orders me to do
I liked being called son and loved one - I replied full of excitement - from now on you'll call me that understood cow
If my son and I were orders — that was my mother's response.
—Okay, I want you to take off the tank top and bra and leave your tits out in the air— order it to what was once my mother.
—Yes, my son and I— replied my mother.
Then my mother took off her tank top and bra, leaving those enormous tits of hers for me to play with. I started moving them around as I pleased, pinching their nipples until they became hard like rocks.
Hey mom, your nipples have gotten hard— I said without stopping to squeeze them — do you like it when I play with them? Is that true?
If...I...like it responded with an uncharacteristic sincerity of hers.
Having checked that I was in a deep trance, I started giving him more complex and suggestive orders.
Hey cowgirl! Order her firmly and with desire - put on the sexiest and most provocative underwear you have for your master—
If my son and I had understood — replied my mother
My mother went out with her tits in the air towards my room, it took around 10 minutes for her to come back down.
Now she was wearing a red micro thong with the same colored bra, mid-thigh stockings and high-heeled boots that matched her lips painted red and well made-up.
—Excellent my cow! You look very well— I said with great desire in my voice—Give me a turn, I want to contemplate you completely—
My mother started turning around so I could appreciate better her entire anatomy immediately notice the small moisture stain on her thong
Are you already wet cow? I asked calmly while I was getting excited and caressing her groin.
If my son and I—she replied if I doubted—excites me too much to be obedient and follow orders—
—Well now that you like being obedient so much I want you to get down on your knees and give me a Russian masturbation— I said while pulling my penis out of my pants.
If my son and I—my mother replied
Then my mother got down on her knees in front of me and started giving small kisses to my cock and began licking it like it was a popsicle while pinching her nipples with her hands. She then put my cock between her breasts and started masturbating me, as my cock appeared and disappeared between her breasts. She gave little kisses on the tip.
That loudmouth must have given him a lot of experience because my mother always denied those pleasures to my father, considering them very obscene.
You're an expert at sucking cocks, I said as I gently caressed her head.
If my son and I adore sucking cocks — she replied her without leaving a moment of her work
I couldn't take it anymore and I came in her mouth.
Ride it all cow— order victim of an unusual pleasure— and clean with your tongue what has fallen to the floor—
Yes, my son and I
He began to clean with gluttony the sperm that had fallen on his chest, then leaned forward and started licking with her tongue the sperm that had fallen on the floor.
I finished my son and I love him - my mother replied when she got up from the floor.
If this was a dream I didn't want to wake up ever, my mother was the object of my impossible desire and now she was at my complete disposal.
—When you're in this state do you remember anything about what you're doing?— I asked with curiosity.
—I don't love! My mind is totally blank— my mother replied—she's a slave, she doesn't think alone, she only obeys—
When he said those words something took hold of me, my erection recovered almost immediately. And without thinking my actions I threw that voluptuous woman in front of me onto the sofa, ripped off the tiny pieces of fabric covering her and with no more ceremony penetrated her.
Her vagina was so wet due to the excitement that my penetration simply slid in without any opposition.
—This is your thing, right cowgirl!— I said already without beating around the bush.
If I love it when my master takes me strongly, the woman who I once considered my mother replied.
During this incestuous intercourse my mind filled with new orders I had to give to my new woman so she could satisfy me properly.
—From now on you'll let me do what I want, you should be a submissive and loving cow with your son and master—I said increasing the penetration rate—
If my son and I understand and obey— she replied without stopping smiling and moaning.
When we're alone I want you to only wear thongs with padding, medium heels or tights - I said it completely possessed by desire
If my son and I understand and obey— he replied
When your husband arrives I want you to act normally, but you know very well who your lover is! - I didn't have intentions of ruining my parents' relationship but I wouldn't share my woman with someone who didn't treat her as she deserved.
If my son and I had understood — replied my wife.
It stopped being fun about son and I love only tell you I love - already it didn't make sense in my mind that he would call me son when it was evident that it was something more.
I love you — replied my woman
—You're going to cancel the therapy sessions appointments I said as I felt it was almost time for me to come— you don't need her anymore from now on you have me—
—Yes, I love— replied my woman.
My resistance had reached its limit and I couldn't hold back, emptying all the content of my testicles into the woman's vagina whom I had desired for so long.
Look at the clock on the wall and I would barely have time to fix myself and head out to school, I didn't want them to call my father and report about my absence.
That could ruin my future fun...
I left calmly from my mother's place leaving a bit of my semen on her public hair, I simply went up to my room to take a quick shower, changed clothes and prepared my books to leave.
When I went down I could see what my woman was still on the sofa with a stupid smile on her face staring at nothing, it was evident that without new instructions they would stay in that place all day.
—Oh very well Big Brest, pay attention!— I said while heading towards the door.
If my love, I'll listen and obey - responded my woman standing up.
When you wake up, clean up all the disaster you made — I said while seeing the scene we had made.
He said: 'If I love, as you order — I will respond.'
I left my house and through the door I said 'Princess bubble' to bring out my woman from her trance.
I would have liked to see her face when she saw herself naked in the middle of our room but I was running late to go to school.
It had been a fairly productive day for my new toy which is my mother but I still wanted to know how far I could take her, so I'll make the most of it since my father will be away for a few days next week and enjoy my slave as much as possible.
Continues...
They had passed some days since I accompanied my mother to a psychological therapy session and discovered that the psychologist was somehow manipulating her to use her as a living sex doll.
I kept that as my secret but started investigating this strange situation a bit more.
I started by discreetly reviewing my mother's expenses, I could see how she had bought several very revealing and too small intimate garments at home, which would probably be to the liking of her psychologist.
This explained why he was taking so long on those long shopping trips.
After I started to thoroughly review my room and was able to locate the small hiding spot where my mother kept her 'secret collection', a small wooden box hidden in a false bottom of my closet beneath books that I hardly ever used anymore.
When I opened the box, I found plenty of small garments, thongs and bras that were only triangles covering only what seemed appropriate. It appeared that the eccentric person had kept it under a trance for a very long time and no one had noticed.
Save again that box and looking at the ceiling of my room I started to meditate on my next actions.
The next day, one of the usual discussions my parents used to have woke me up early, something was telling me that the lawyer was responsible for the increase in those conflicts.
Wait until my father had gone before I went down to take breakfast.
—Angel you getting up early, I thought you'd still be asleep at this hour— said my mother as she saw me coming down from my room.
It was her small discussion that woke me up — I replied to my mother.
I lament that responded my mother ashamed it's just that sometimes your father is very foolish
If I weren't aware of the bizarre current situation, my mother's attitude wouldn't have mattered to me but it was obvious that the psychologist was the cause of all her arguments for several months.
—Do you have any inconvenience with me having breakfast in my room?—
It's fine, just don't forget to wash the dishes you use when you're done — my mother replied without giving it much importance.
—It's fine— I replied and headed to the kitchen.
I took a bowl of cereal and returned to my room where I ate in complete silence thinking about each one of my options in this strange situation.
Facing the talker was out of discussion if he managed to turn my mother into his sexual slave, maybe I would become his eunuch or worse things.
Talking about it with my father, lately he has been so distant that I think this wouldn't bother him in the slightest.
Going with some authority would end up in a psychiatric hospital if I was doing well.
Take advantage of this situation and satisfy one of my favorite fantasies. If that was the correct solution.
I had no idea what the purpose of that psychologist was if they were only going to use my mother until she got bored with her and look for a 'patient' younger and with more money, or make her separate from my father and become her new husband, whatever their plan was I had to take advantage of that moment that might not be repeated.
I decided to get down to business to achieve my desire, first I started searching for 'cow girls' on my tablet, firstly because that would catch the attention of my mother and secondly if I had to say that stupid phrase it wouldn't be without a good reason.
When he finds the most scandalous image, he'll come down to leave the empty plate in the kitchen where he'll look for my tablet within his sight while I'm pretending to take a little water
What the hell are you looking at, Angel? my mother said when she discovered the scandalous image of a girl with a generous bust wearing a tiny bikini that simulated the pattern of a typical milk cow.
It was now or never while my mother was completely distracted so I decided to take advantage of it.
— Well mom it's just about Valeria the silly princess — replied pretending to be nervous as well as she could.
At that moment I saw my mother staying quiet with her back totally straight facing my tablet.
Wait a moment and then I'll approach her to see her more directly, my mother had a completely lost gaze looking at nothing in that moment, my excitement multiplied by a thousand but I restrained myself, I wanted to be 100% sure that my mother wasn't playing with me or that the trance would dissipate if I did something improper.
Do you hear me, big breast? I whispered almost in her ear if something went wrong I would have time to retreat.
If I loved her orders— she replied with the same voice she will use with the psychologist
—Do you know who I am?— at that moment hold your shoulders firmly to see my reaction
If you are my master I am at your orders me replied my mother without hesitating a little.
Hey cow! Do you know who I really am? -- At that moment, I slowly lowered my hands from his shoulders and softly pressed his breasts above his clothes.
If you are Angel my son and also you are my master responded my mother without caring where I had my hands at that moment.
Will you do everything I order you cow?— while saying that, I started playing with her big breasts making circles with them
I am totally obedient to you responded with a great blush on his face I will do anything my master orders me to do
I liked being called son and loved one - I replied full of excitement - from now on you'll call me that understood cow
If my son and I were orders — that was my mother's response.
—Okay, I want you to take off the tank top and bra and leave your tits out in the air— order it to what was once my mother.
—Yes, my son and I— replied my mother.
Then my mother took off her tank top and bra, leaving those enormous tits of hers for me to play with. I started moving them around as I pleased, pinching their nipples until they became hard like rocks.
Hey mom, your nipples have gotten hard— I said without stopping to squeeze them — do you like it when I play with them? Is that true?
If...I...like it responded with an uncharacteristic sincerity of hers.
Having checked that I was in a deep trance, I started giving him more complex and suggestive orders.
Hey cowgirl! Order her firmly and with desire - put on the sexiest and most provocative underwear you have for your master—
If my son and I had understood — replied my mother
My mother went out with her tits in the air towards my room, it took around 10 minutes for her to come back down.
Now she was wearing a red micro thong with the same colored bra, mid-thigh stockings and high-heeled boots that matched her lips painted red and well made-up.
—Excellent my cow! You look very well— I said with great desire in my voice—Give me a turn, I want to contemplate you completely—
My mother started turning around so I could appreciate better her entire anatomy immediately notice the small moisture stain on her thong
Are you already wet cow? I asked calmly while I was getting excited and caressing her groin.
If my son and I—she replied if I doubted—excites me too much to be obedient and follow orders—
—Well now that you like being obedient so much I want you to get down on your knees and give me a Russian masturbation— I said while pulling my penis out of my pants.
If my son and I—my mother replied
Then my mother got down on her knees in front of me and started giving small kisses to my cock and began licking it like it was a popsicle while pinching her nipples with her hands. She then put my cock between her breasts and started masturbating me, as my cock appeared and disappeared between her breasts. She gave little kisses on the tip.
That loudmouth must have given him a lot of experience because my mother always denied those pleasures to my father, considering them very obscene.
You're an expert at sucking cocks, I said as I gently caressed her head.
If my son and I adore sucking cocks — she replied her without leaving a moment of her work
I couldn't take it anymore and I came in her mouth.
Ride it all cow— order victim of an unusual pleasure— and clean with your tongue what has fallen to the floor—
Yes, my son and I
He began to clean with gluttony the sperm that had fallen on his chest, then leaned forward and started licking with her tongue the sperm that had fallen on the floor.
I finished my son and I love him - my mother replied when she got up from the floor.
If this was a dream I didn't want to wake up ever, my mother was the object of my impossible desire and now she was at my complete disposal.
—When you're in this state do you remember anything about what you're doing?— I asked with curiosity.
—I don't love! My mind is totally blank— my mother replied—she's a slave, she doesn't think alone, she only obeys—
When he said those words something took hold of me, my erection recovered almost immediately. And without thinking my actions I threw that voluptuous woman in front of me onto the sofa, ripped off the tiny pieces of fabric covering her and with no more ceremony penetrated her.
Her vagina was so wet due to the excitement that my penetration simply slid in without any opposition.
—This is your thing, right cowgirl!— I said already without beating around the bush.
If I love it when my master takes me strongly, the woman who I once considered my mother replied.
During this incestuous intercourse my mind filled with new orders I had to give to my new woman so she could satisfy me properly.
—From now on you'll let me do what I want, you should be a submissive and loving cow with your son and master—I said increasing the penetration rate—
If my son and I understand and obey— she replied without stopping smiling and moaning.
When we're alone I want you to only wear thongs with padding, medium heels or tights - I said it completely possessed by desire
If my son and I understand and obey— he replied
When your husband arrives I want you to act normally, but you know very well who your lover is! - I didn't have intentions of ruining my parents' relationship but I wouldn't share my woman with someone who didn't treat her as she deserved.
If my son and I had understood — replied my wife.
It stopped being fun about son and I love only tell you I love - already it didn't make sense in my mind that he would call me son when it was evident that it was something more.
I love you — replied my woman
—You're going to cancel the therapy sessions appointments I said as I felt it was almost time for me to come— you don't need her anymore from now on you have me—
—Yes, I love— replied my woman.
My resistance had reached its limit and I couldn't hold back, emptying all the content of my testicles into the woman's vagina whom I had desired for so long.
Look at the clock on the wall and I would barely have time to fix myself and head out to school, I didn't want them to call my father and report about my absence.
That could ruin my future fun...
I left calmly from my mother's place leaving a bit of my semen on her public hair, I simply went up to my room to take a quick shower, changed clothes and prepared my books to leave.
When I went down I could see what my woman was still on the sofa with a stupid smile on her face staring at nothing, it was evident that without new instructions they would stay in that place all day.
—Oh very well Big Brest, pay attention!— I said while heading towards the door.
If my love, I'll listen and obey - responded my woman standing up.
When you wake up, clean up all the disaster you made — I said while seeing the scene we had made.
He said: 'If I love, as you order — I will respond.'
I left my house and through the door I said 'Princess bubble' to bring out my woman from her trance.
I would have liked to see her face when she saw herself naked in the middle of our room but I was running late to go to school.
It had been a fairly productive day for my new toy which is my mother but I still wanted to know how far I could take her, so I'll make the most of it since my father will be away for a few days next week and enjoy my slave as much as possible.
Continues...
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