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"Right now, Mother!" (Fae and alzayin)

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Winged Fae

Super-Earth
Joined
Apr 7, 2009
She couldn't believe the news she had heard not to long ago. Her own husband had sold her to someone. And she wouldn't have so shocked if it were someone else, but this person she was sold to was her own son! Faeren stood in the house, wearing her normal clothing and waiting for her son to arrive. Her husband had moved out of the house, and her son would be moving back in. To her it seemed as if it would be a cover, the son living with the mother.

She had long red, curly hair, set freely on her shoulders. She had on a long, loose dress with patterns of roses and vines. The roses were red, obvious, and the dress was black, the vines green. She had on a pair of high heels, and some black gloves. She wore a wide brimmed hat, just plain black. Her eyes were a natural hazel, but she required contacts, and got a pair of all green contacts, so her eyes looked like green orbs.

She could hear a car coming up, and would walk to the door, cracking it open to see her son's car pull up. She fully opened the door and walked out. "AH! Welcome home!" She said in a cheery tone, walking up to the car. "Do you need any help unpacking?" She asked, still assuming that it was suppose to be a cover up, and her being sold to her son was suppose to be a secret of sorts or something.​
 
Her 19 year old son, Jonas walked up to his mother and gave her a hug. "Thanks for letting me stay here mommy." he said wrapping his arms around her to embrace her tighter as his large bulge pressed against her mound and his hand groped her ass playfully. Luckily the neighbor's couldn't see this sight. They would know soon enough but not just yet. "Oh yes mommy." He broke the hug to run a hand through his short black hair and said, "I could use some help unpacking. I even brought you some new clothes to celebrate you letting me stay here with you." He kissed her cheek softly and walked back to his car.

The young man was quite the sight. Tight pair of blue jeans that showed the outline of an impressively sized cock and a tight Green Lantern t-shirt that showed off his love for comics and his muscular abs. The 6'2 tan teenager leaned into his 1969 Charger and pulled out several suitcases with one marked Mommy. She would soon find this was filled with new lingerie and other slutty outfits for her.
 
She gasped softly as she felt the sexual urges of her son against her. She then walked behind her child, grabbing the bag labeled 'Mommy', and a few others as best she could. "Here, let me get those." She said as she took some from her son, trying to have the out look of being polite, and she was actually trying to. She then carried them into the house, and to the master bedroom, where her and her husband stayed at before. "Your father said you are to have this room." She said, sounding as her submissive self once more.

She was, in fact, a very submissive women. She didn't bow down to just anyone though, it may take a bit more to do that. She set the bags of her son's on the bed and held onto the bag labeled for her. "What room would you want me to stay in then, son?" She asked in a kind and gentle tone. "I'll put my things in that room, or what ever room you wish." She said, having not moved anything yet, except pack everything from her clothes to her utensils. Only the furniture was untouched.​
 
Johnny smiled as he nodded at his mother's statement and said, "Mmm that's okay mother. Just since I'm so nice, I'll let you sleep with me for tonight. I'm not a monster ya know." The young teen began to unpack his suitcases, hanging up his suits and folding up his t-shirts placing them into the dressers by the wall. "Now tell me mother. Where has father gone to? And who did he end up going with? I know he would never go anywhere with a...companion." He smirked at his subtle comment referring to his father really just leaving his mother for a younger woman. "Now go ahead and open up your suitcase. I bought the presents inside especially for you."
 
"Oh, your father left with only orders of how to prepare the house for you, my son." She explained. "He said little of what he was doing or where he was going." She added on and then looked at the suit case. She set it down on a free space on the bed, opening it up and looking it. Lingerie and other slutty out fits. What was her son thinking? He doesn't possibly think I am going to wear these all the time... She thought, looking at it all. "It looks, wonderful." She said, hiding her slight disgust to it all. When she was younger she might have liked this style of clothing, but now that she had an adult son, it may be slightly out of the question.

"Does my son want me to unpack everything for him?" She asked, making the sentence sound very odd as it was sounding like she were a slave speaking to their master but at the same time wording it as a mother would speak to her child. It would probably confuse any of the neighbors if they heard her speaking like this, but her son should know why she was speaking like this. "And when would you like diner cooked?" She asked, it being sometime between the afternoon and evening, so it wasn't time for diner yet and past time for lunch.​
 
The young man looked at his mother and said, "I will take my dinner around 6 pm. That will give you enough time to try on some of your presents for me. I want to make sure they look good on you. I will be throwing out any of your old clothes that no longer please me...including what you are wearing. You might as well go ahead and take that off right now." he said in a commanding tone as he walked closer to her before kissing her cheek. "But because I'm nice, I won't make you unpack."
 
She looked down at her dress and sighed under her breath. Her son was going to take advantage of owning her. She remembered back when he was a young boy, his father taking the role of raising him, she being too submissive to over rule her husband in any way. She then looked at the lingerie and then to her son. "Do you mind if I dress alone, my dearest son?" She asked, wanting to get some privacy to change. She would regret having been so submissive, but she couldn't help it at all, it was in her nature. "And thank you, my dearest son. I will make sure dinner is done by then as well." She added on to confirm what he said before.​
 
Johnny smirked wickedly as he looked at his mother with wanton lust in his eyes and said, "No no mommy. I need to watch you undress. I have to make sure that I still want you. I mean after all, if I am gonna get hand-me-downs like you, I have to ensure you are worth the money." He waved his hand to signal her to go ahead and undress in front of him. Johnny would enjoy being rather cruel to his submissive mother.
 
Faeren was surprised at how sexual her son had became, and to her of most people. Faeren knew she had a well body, but for her own son to want to see it, it made her feel sick almost now. She took off her hat and set it on the bed, next to the suit case and then started to take off her dress. She didn't blush, she didn't tear up, those she could hold back from living with her father for so long. She dropped the dress to the ground and stepped out of it, picking it up and setting it on the bed next to her hat.

She had on a matching pair of a bra and panties, simple designing, nothing special. She then reached behind her self, slowly taking her bra off. She was reluctant to take it off and set it on the dress, started to take her panties off next, more reluctant to take those off. She set them down, still keeping her demeanor the same as best she could, which was still convincing. She grabbed the top pair of lingerie and started to put it on, making sure to try and cover her body as best she could with it if she could.​
 
Johnny walked around her as she was naked and said, "Mmmm nice perky tits. Surprising at your age mommy. Did you have work down?" He slapped her ass quickly and said, "Nice ass too. I suppose I will keep you on for a little while until I find something younger and prettier." Johnny was studying psychology and decided it was best to break down his mother mentally to make her enjoy the fact that she was now his property.
 
She gasped as he slapped her ass. How could she be taking this from her own son? She should punish him, but she could bring the will up to fight against him. She adjusted her d-cup breasts so they become more comfortable. She hadn't worn lingerie in such a long time, the last time she did she was perfectly shaven, though she was about like that now any way, she still had a bit of fuzz. She held her right hand on her left arm, the left arm just resting at her side. She didn't like the exposure she had around her son, but she had to obey him now, no matter what. She sighed softly, looking at the time. "What would my dearest son like to eat tonight?" She asked, it getting close to time to start cooking, but not exactly that time yet. It would be good to know what he wanted before she started, other words he would be disappointed, and sad to say the mother had to rely on the son now.
 
Johnny laughed a bit and said, "Hmmm well I thought for the first night, we could just order out....but I suppose for dessert, I'd love to eat some pussy. Do you know any place where I could get some nice wet pussy?" The young man walked up behind her with his bulge pressing firmly in her asscrack as he reached around and forced one hand down her panties to stroke her cunt teasingly.
 
She looked at her son with shock. He didn't really mean to do that with her, did he? She questioned in her mind. She gasped when she felt his bulge press against her ass crack. "Please, John, don't do that." She said between gasps, closing her eyes as she was stroked. She reached on hand and was resting it over her sons. She was going to try and take his hand off her, but didn't have the will to fight him. "John, please, n-no..." She said in a half moan. Her words and mind said no, but her body was begging for it, her pussy slowly becoming wetter the more her fondled her.
 
He laughed a bit and said, "You are cute when you try to resist mommy. But why even bother? You should have known this was coming. Did you really think I bought my own mother just so that I wouldn't have to cook or clean? I know you aren't that stupid. I think you knew it was coming. And from the feel of your wet pussy, I think you were secretly turned on by it. Weren't you?" Johnny then slipped a finger in between her wet lips with his thumb stroking her clit as he kissed her neck
 
She tried to move her body away from him, but she was in his grasp and could leave it now. She gasped, her pussy contracting as he played with her clit. "Johnny, no, please, stop this, now." She said, her voice to soft to be demanding now. She moaned out, her hand grasping his in her pussy. Her head leaned back as her started to kiss her neck. His actions were reminding her of his father, and the one thing she could never resist was the way her husband would play with her, and with her son doing it now it was just as hard to resist. She was ashamed of her self, not being able to fight back against this perversion.​
 
Johnny smirked wickedly as he could sense her weakening under his powers. "Mommy. You are a dirty little whore. I wanna hear you talk like a filthy little slut while you get fingered by your only son." he said slipping a second finger into her tight warmth. "Tell me all the nasty things that daddy made you do cause I can promise we will do things ten times dirtier." His other hand went up to one of his mother's breasts to fondle it gently. The young man took particular pleasure in teasing his mother both mentally and sexually. "Maybe after I break you in, we can go to the park to fuck on a bench so everyone can see what a slut you are."
 
She moaned as another finger was inserted into her pussy, her will trying to fight back against her son's abuse on her. She knew what he was doing, he was trying to break her even more than she already was, seeing as she still had a will of her own, it seemed her wanted her to be his mindless slave rather than a mother-servant. "John, please, don't do this." She said under her breath mostly. She moaned out more as her breast was now being fondled.

She was about to speak out, like when she was with her ex-husband, but held it back, remembering it was her son who was doing all this. She was submissive, but she still had a partial will to hold back some things at least. She didn't want to become her son's slut slave. She could handle being his servant, but not a will less slave.​
 
"Oh mommy why do you fight it? Your life will be so much better if you just accept that you are my little fucktoy to use whenever and wherever I want. I'd cum all over you. I'd share you with my friends and let them see what a hot mother i have." he said as he unhooked her bra and tossed it off of her. He moved his hand back up to her breasts after gently tracing up from her stomach and added, "But if you keep fighting back, I will have no choice but to punish you to keep you in line. And trust me mommy. You don't want me to punish you....or maybe you do." he said grinding against her ass harder as his second hand pinched one of her nipples.
 
She didn't want to be punished, but she was starting to have to weigh her options. Would being punished be better than being publicly humiliated? And what kind of punishments would her son do to her? Seeing as he took off her bra and was abusing her body even more, and harder as well, it may be that the public humiliation could be better. She couldn't fully decide on what to do, submit to the abuse her son was putting her through, or get punished for trying to not be embarrassed.

She started to actually blush now, thinking of going for the public humiliation more than the punishment. She didn't know what to say to satisfy her son though, seeing as she was mostly alienated from him most of his life. She moaned out as her nipple was pinched, closing her eyes. "H-harder. Your father d-did it h-harder." She said under a whisper, her face burning red now as she started to submit.​
 
Johnny smirked wickedly and said, "You will have to speak up mother. I can't hear you." He pinched her nipple harder and twisted one slightly. "Does this mean you are going to be a good girl and do as your master commands you?" whispered the young son curiously and then moved his fingers in and out of her wet tunnel and added, "Say it. I want to hear you say it." He bit her neck before licking it afterwards to soothe the pain.
 
She gasped out, moaning as her nipples were pinched harder. She wished she had the bra back on, even if it was mostly made as under garments and not normal clothing, at least it was something. But she had to do what John wanted if she wanted to stay in mostly good health. She wanted to speak out, to tell him she would obey, but she couldn't form the words. She still had a conscious, a will, her being, and submitting to another person's will meant she was giving up her own.

"Y-yes." She said, admittedly. She couldn't believe the words finally came out, and made her feel weird inside. Deep down her mind subconsciously wanted to do all this, it being very submissive, but her conscious will wanted to try and fight it's nature, even though it was practically useless. "I-I'll be....I'll be a g-good girl." She said after a bit longer, her pussy practically soaking her panties now, her nipples hard. She was trying to have a steady breath, her body betraying her beyond anything she could imagine.​
 
John sighed a bit and said, "That's a good girl. I'm so glad that you could finally admit that you enjoy this. Now tonight is going to be an easy little transition for you. We won't get too crazy just yet. But tomorrow you will have a busy day ahead of you. I will take you out on your new leash but right now, we will take it slow." The young man pulled his hand out of her panties and then pulled the undergarments down as he forced her to bend over her bed and slapped her ass. "Now mommy, do you want it in your ass or in your cunt?" He merely waited to hear her response to see how committed she was.
 
She released a bit of tension as his hand was removed from her pussy, but gasped as her panties were taken off. She barely had them on and he already discarded them from her. She was completely naked now, in front of her child once more, her body exposed from head to toe now. She grunted softly as she was pushed over the bed and looked back to John. She then looked forward, feeling completely and utter disgusted of all this.

She didn't want to answer him, but knew she had to if she didn't want him to just practically rape her, though he just about already was. "My...my." She started to say, unable to get the words fully out. She had hoped submitting to him would stop him from doing this, but it only made it worse for her. Her husband had never done anything to her ass, so she was wanting him to go for her pussy, to avoid any thing too unpleasant. The problem was she couldn't get the words out, and was now in more fear than before.​
 
Johnny had a devious smile come across his face and whispered, "Come on mommy. I need to hear you talk like a big girl." He teased her as he slapped her ass roughly and then decided to yank back on her hair to bring her face back to him. "I want to hear you beg your son to rape you till you can't walk straight." He moved one hand back to her pussy and then slipped a finger into the tight cunt and then pressed a finger against her ass. "Lemme guess mom. You are an anal virgin. Wouldn't it be appropriate that your son pops your black cherry? Wouldn't that make you feel like so connected with your new master to know he was the first to fuck your tight little rosebud?"
 
She made a light gasp as her ass was spanked but a more audible one came out as her hair was pulled and she was forced to stand, her head next to John's. She had sadness in her face now as her son spoke to her. How could you have become such a monster? She thought as he once again inserted his fingers into her pussy. With out her mind thinking on controlling her self she let out a soft moan as the fingers entered her, especially into her anal hole. She shook her head to stop her self from continuing such a disgraceful sound. "No, please. Not there, Johnny, please!" She pleaded softly, but loud enough for her son to hear her.​
 
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