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My dear mother..(Lucki)

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Ganesh

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Feb 15, 2010
Frank had decided that he had enough of high school for the day and so he sneaked off at his lunch break, thinking that no body should be home and as such he should be able to make a clean get away. The seventeen year old high school junior wasn't exactly the most popular student in his school, with his peers and his teachers. The young man didn't make friends too easily and would often make fun of the other students, as to the teachers well he just didn't care to even try in class and so they wrote him off as a slacker and someone whom didn't care to receive the learning that they were giving.

The boy ran a hand through his scruffy, brown hair as he opened the side-garage door. The smirk quickly turned down into a frown when he saw that his mother's silver Buick in the garage. "Crap! What is she doing home right now!" he pondered aloud as the excuses started to pour into his mind. He decided that he would go with 'Well mom, it was a half day and I forgot to tell you this morning before I left for school. What are you doing home so early?" he put a smile upon his face as he walked through the door way, but stopping as he heard moans coming up from his mother's bed room on the second floor. Curious, and hopeful as his mother was known as quite the MILF, he mounted the stair case and ascended quietly, but silently. He put his ear to the door, listening for any other noises but having decided that she was alone; he pushed open the door with a smirk. His eyes quickly caught the white powder and knife on her dresser, "Mom! You do coke!!"
 
Her emerald green eyes widened as the bedroom door opened and she quickly moved to block his view of the white powder and knife. "Frank!" she shouted, her cheeks painted a deep red. Oh, this was no good, her soon coming home when he shouldn't have been and finding her in this sort of scene. "It's not what you think, besides what are you doing home?" She placed a hand on her hip as she stared at him, raising an eyebrow as if to say that she was perfectly innocent and he was the one being bad. Her name was Tanya, and god was this a frustrating day already.

Tanya stood there staring at her son. She knew she couldn't really hide this from him, he had already seen what was behind her. "Oh please, Frank, don't tell anyone. It'll ruin me, and you don't want to ruin your poor mother do you?" she asked in a soft innocent voice. She pushed some of her brown locks behind her ear as she stood there gazing at the boy that now held everything in his hands. "Frank, sweetie, I'll buy you any game you want if you just promise to keep this our little secret," she pleaded as she moved to him, placing her hands on his. "Baby boy, your mother just made a silly mistake, everyone makes them." Oh god, she was freaking out far too much. She was going to get herself in deeper trouble. "Just tell mommy what you want and I'll do it for you. There isn't anything too good for my little man," she whispered as she placed a hand on his cheek.
 
Frank stared back into his mother's emerald eyes, gazing with his own eyes which made him such a heart-throb at his school. He shuddered lightly when she placed her hand against his face, the proposal of 'nothing being too good' reaching his ears. It came into his mind as she tried to plead with him and so he stepped back and his hand quickly shot out; smacking his coke mother hard across the face. "You think you can try to plead your way out of this Tanya?" Her son had never referred to her only by her first name before, his hand doubled back and smacked her with the other side. "Oh no, it's not that easy. I'm going to have to break you of your bad little addiction and make you into a good mommy that a good little boy would be proud to have."

Lately enough, Frank had been finding MILF websites and BDSM websites, causing him to get the idea of crossing the two together. He had decided that he would go ahead and take his mother and make her into a slave-mother, to break her of this naughty addiction. The teen now ran a hand through his own brown hair, smirking softly, "Understand, Tanya? I'm going to make you pay for your coke, and then some"
 
Tanya wasn't sure what had happened, her cheek burned horribly and she raised a hand up to the assaulted cheek. He had hit her? She certainly hadn't expected that. She sucked in a small breath as she looked at her son. Her real name... He had never used it before, she had always been his 'Mom'. "You are?" she whispered softly. It was as if she had never heard such a thing before, and she hadn't, not unless it was some porn movie, this was her son though...He wouldn't do that would he? Her eyes looked over her son, as if to look for him to crack and tell her he was joking. There was no such sign though, she was stuck in this. She would always be stuck in this situation. This was no good.

"I understand," she whispered softly, a soft blush forming on her cheeks. The way he spoke to her, it was so arousing. His father had never sounded like this, and to be honest she found it a little boring. She looked at her son once more, gazing his body over, he was no boy anymore, this was a young man who was going to do things to her for being such a horrible mother. "Just tell me, what you want Frank," she whispered in a soft voice. She had to keep him happy, unless she wanted him to run off and tell people about what he had seen. It would ruin her life!
 
Frank's hand reached out again and smacked her even harder than he had before, his hand grasping her hair after the smack and started to twist it hard, "Listen, you little slut, you don't refer to me as frank any more unless we have people around us who don't know of the situation. Instead, you must refer to me as Master, or Lord, or Sir. Do you understand you cunt? Of course you do. It's time to set down some ground rules, you coke-addicted whore." Her son laughs softly, "It's time to set down some ground rules. You are done using coke, for every time I find you using some sort of drug we are going to invite one more person into our little 'activities' Every day, if you don't already, you will shave your arm hair, leg hair, and cunt. I want you to be a bald slut, except on your head. You will refer to me only as the aforementioned titles, and you will never question what I tell you to do. Oh, and you can not touch yourself and you must ask permission if you want to fuck my wimp of a dad, or anyone else for that matter. And when we are home alone, you will be naked unless I tell you to wear something else. Now strip slut."
 
Of course, she would get herself stuck in this situation, how could she have been so silly? Perhaps she should have locked her bedroom door, then he wouldn’t have been able to get in so easily. She was shocked to say the least about the way he was acting. Never before had Tanya seen this side of her son. Why would anyone ever think their son would have such a harsh side to them? Her lip trembled as he placed down the demands and she nodded. “Master,” she murmured softly under her breath. Her cheeks a deep red as she gazed at him speak. Wait. He wanted her to do what? She couldn’t do that! Her son should never see her body like that. Her heart began to beat furiously as she stood there before him, she understood everything else, including asking him for permission, that was a little much too though. His eyes showed he wasn’t going to give her any room to say no. She looked away as she nodded her head. Her hands traveled upwards and she started to pull off her clothing, starting with her sweater, then her top, moving onto her tight blue jeans, leaving her in her underwear. She didn’t make a move to remove this though, he couldn’t see her naked! That was too much!
 
Frank wasted no time in showing his mother that he would give her no mercy in this situation, "I didn't say strip down to your underwear, did I cunt bag?" he growled out loudly as he slammed his fist hard into her gut, "If you don't take off your underwear, right now, you will have to explain to daddy the belt marks all across your back. Frank licked his lips softly as he began to unbuckle his belt and pull it from his jeans, to show that he wasn't about talking, but rather action. Her son doubled the belt over and smacked it hard across her delicate breasts, "Now hurry up mommy, or I will hit you a hell of a lot harder then I just did." He grins softly as he licks his lips, looking at her as his hand starts to rub over his jeans to show her the bulge, "Look, mommy, look at what your body is doing to your son. You should be ashamed."
 
Tanya gasped as she was struck. Tears formed in her eyes and fell. "Yes, master," she whispered as she looked up at him. How had she not noticed any of this? How had she not noticed what a horrible boy he could be? She quickly removed her bra and panties, letting the two final pieces of clothing drop to the floor as she moved towards him, like he requested she was already shaved clean, she had never liked anything but to be clean. "Master, can I touch you," she whispered softly. Despite all the humiliation this was starting to turn her on, she stood there, naked and gazing at the young man. She wanted to see what he had now, she hadn't seen that part of his body since he was little. "Master, please let me please you," she whispered softly.
 
Frank laughed softly as he licked his lips, looking his mother's body over. His eyes drank in the sweet body that had given birth to him a short seventeen years before, he couldn't help but feel the blood start to rush down into his man hood. He started to walk around her body, circling her like a predatory lion would circle it's fallen pray. His hand drifted across her ass cheeks, letting his hand linger for a moment before he pressed up against her back side and his hands grasped her breasts and started to squeeze them. The pressure gradually rose from a light squeeze to a painful grasp, his groin rubbing against her ass cheeks. She would be able to feel his man-pole forming a tent behind his jeans. "Has your ass ever been fucked, my little slut? Oh, and we are going to go get your nipples and clit pierced. How will we explain that to daddy?" He groaned softly in his mother's ear as his rough hands grasped his mother's breasts, his hands squeezing and massaging his mother's large breasts as he continued to squeeze them painfully. "I think, if you are a good slut, I may let you buy some nice, sexy little outfits." His lips started to kiss her sweet little neck, before his teeth sank into her delicate flesh.
 
Tanya shivered as he eyed her, the young mother gazing at her son until he moved behind her. His hands were amazing when they touched her bare skin. She felt his hands on her breasts, his body pressed up against her back. "Ah..." she whispered softly. She tried not to move away when the squeezing began to grow rougher. She shivered as she listened to his words and felt his growing arousal. "N-no master, I've never had my ass fucked. Please don't do it," she whispered softly. Her eyes widened when he mentioend getting her nipples and clit pierced. She would have never done it on her free will. "Please... Master," she whispered as she listened to him, before letting out a soft moan as he continued to attack her breasts with such rough grabs. "Mm..I'll be your good whore." He bit her. Her eyes widened and she let out a small sound. Her body confused on how to react.
 
Frank grinned softly before growling at his mother, twisting her nipples as hard as he could he then threw her down to the ground. "What was that whore? I'm going to fuck whichever hole I want to fuck, however I want, how long I want, whenever I want. That includes your ass, your cunt, your mouth, even your ear if I want to. Understand my little cunt?" He laughed softly at her as he licked his lips, rubbing his jeans again. "I want you to start to finger yourself, and beg me to fuck you like the little, worthless fucking whore of a coke addict. Understand, my whore of a mother?" He slowly started to unzip his jeans, "Oh the things I'm going to do to you, I'm going to make you into a cock slut instead of a coke addict." He licked his lips softly as his eyes rested on his mothers, the deep emerald eyes sinking into hers, showing that he would give her no mercy.
 
Tanya let out a soft cry as she was thrown to the ground. She pulled herself together and looked at her son. He was so angry and abusive... She looked down and nodded. "I understand, Master," she murmured before she moved her hand between her legs and slowly began to finger herself, moving her fingers into her body and then moving them out. She watched him start to unzip his jeans, a soft moan leaving her lips. "Please, Master, make me into your cock slut and only yours," she whispered. Her eyes gazed up into his own. She could see he wouldn't give her mercy, but did that mean he would also deny her when she asked for him to own her body and make her crave only his touch? the young mother moaned as she started to move more fingers into her body and faster. Her cheeks flushed as she moved her free hand up to her breasts.
 
Frank laughed softly once more as he started to undress himself, his eyes drinking in his mother's sweet body. Her nimble fingers darting in and out of her dripping cunt, he licked his lips as he watched her do this. Quickly his naked torso came into view and she would see that it was so unlike his father, he had tone and muscles. Not quite a body builder, but by no means was he a weak little man. His hands slowly drifted down wards to his jeans which came down easily now that he had no belt to hold them up. Quickly, his boots came off, one of them smacking her in the breasts. Soon her son stood naked in front of her, standing in all his glory at a tall six feet and an inch. His hand grasped his cock and started to pull on it, enticing the flesh to come out to it's full length. His purple head jutted out ten inches from his thighs and was easily three inches thick, if not more. His large, fleshy orbs were coated in a thick mane of pubes, "Do you like what you see, coke-whore? Do you want to suck it? Do you want to worship it?"
 
Tanya gasped as he undressed, she was certain her breasts would be bruised after all of this, but she didn't really mind. She gazed at his prize, the very one that she made possible by giving birth to him. She shivered as she continued to move her fingers in and out of her body. She knew she wouldn't last long if he kept treating her this way. "I love what I see Master," she said with a small blush on her cheeks. "I want to suck it so badly, I want to worship it, beg for it, crave it..." The words were flowing on their own and she had no control over them, she simply breathed out what she was thinking. "Master, I want you to fuck me every day with your nice hard cock, show me what you have and make me beg for it." Her lips trembled as she felt her body tense suddenly, it took a moment for it to stop. "Fuck me, please..."
 
Frank couldn't help but smirk softly as he continued to stroke the massive piece of flesh that hung from his legs. "Mmmm, I think my little cunt is getting horny." He licked his lips softly as he started to move closer to Tanya, rubbing his cock over her face and smearing the smell and pre-cum over her lovely face. "Now now mommy, you want to suck your son's cock? You give birth to me, and yet you want to suck me off? That is so messed up." He grabbed the back of her head and shoved down hard after placing his head at her lips, causing her to swallow down onto his cock until her lips were at his base and her nose was buried in his prickly pubic hair. "You know, I bet daddy isn't nearly as hung as I am. You must have some horse in you for me to be like this mommy," he laughs softly as he wraps his hand up in her hair and yanks up hard before pulling her back down quickly, setting up a pace with her mouth. "You are nothing to me mommy, you are just a whole new hole for me to abuse. I couldn't give two shits if this was happening, if it wasn't you then I would be doing this to some other skank, perhaps a cheer leader."
 
Tanya blushed when he rubbed his cock over her face. She shivered as he spoke, her lips parting slightly to argue but she soon found her son had forced himself into her mouth. She gagged a little and closed her eyes, startled by the sudden intrusion. She let out a small moan as she listened to him speak. Of course his father wasn't even close to this. He was small to be honest, and he didn't know how to use himself to his best, so she was always disappointed when they had sex. She shivered as she was forced to follow the pace he wanted. Her body cried for more, she loved the way he was talking to her, it was so degrading, she thought it was wonderful. She moaned as she worked her best on him, running her fingers over his balls and massaging them a little. Her eyes flicking up towards him.
 
Frank groans out quite happily as he felt his mother's mouth work onto his cock, her hands rubbing over his balls. "You feel those balls, cunt, those balls will be shooting the sperm into your cunt that will be giving you all your future children! Do you understand my mother slut?" He laughs softly as he starts to bob her head hard up and down his cock, grunting and moaning more and more. He quickly pulled her head off and tossed her away from his cock, "Do you have any sex toys you dumb whore? I'm sure father can't be good enough to keep that slit sated? What do you do without him?"
 
Tanya groaned as she spoke, her cheeks a deep pink when he mentioned future children. She couldn't help but feel dirty of the thought of her son giving her more children, but at the same time, it made her happy. This was the type of man she had always wanted and now he was making sure she understood that. She continued to work on him until she was tossed away and she blushed deeply at the mention of sex toys. "I do have toys, Master," she started softly. She wasn't sure if she should get up and get them herself. "Their in the bottom drawer of my nightstand. Do you want me to get them?"
 
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