shepardandthehawke
Planetoid
- Joined
- Aug 19, 2014
Rose cried out in surprise from the spanking, it was humiliating to feel her own son do that. She used to spank.him when he was being a bad boy, but now the tables had turned. It felt like punishment, but for what, what did she do to deserve this treatment. Gripping the covers tighter, she felt another powerful slap arcoss her ample ass cheeks, the force of it making them jiggle with each hit. Rose gritted her teeth to bare it, and was surprised to find a horrifying reaction, she was getting even more aroused from it, but why!? With her head shoved onto the bed, she bit into the blanket for even a small sense of security before he plunged into her moist depths once more. The position of certainly of of submission, Rose had no other choice but to do so. Her body craved to submit to the healthy male, tl her son, he was giving her pleasure like never before. She could not understand how it was possible, maybe... just maybe she secertly craved being dominated and used at the whims of a hot-blooded male, maybe her subconcious desired to be ravished and claimed by that male and obey him with his desires. She didn't feel this with her husband, she loved him dearly, but this was a new feeling she ever got, and she got it from her son. Perhaps it is also her subconcious craving her son, the very male she created. As if he was made for her to do this, to please her needs like this to cater to his own if he was right for the job. It felt like he was with how her body reacted to him. Her son, Damian, ravished her, raped her in her own martial bed, came inside her, filling her sore pussy with his hot seed, and she loved it. She begged, asked to herself, why did this happen. It wouldn't have if her husband wasn't her, like he always was, gone. Leaving her to raise the boy and suffer a need that couldn't be filled. A need her son was sating while satimg his own. She wasn't proud of her bodies reaction, and of the moans to come. Her willpower was fading fast with her bodyndulling the fight in her, and her worry leading to stress that was going away from the amazing feeling of sex that she finally had in so many months. Turning her head so she could lay comfortably on the bed, she let got of the sheet in her mouth and moaned. The intense pleasure finally wearing her down, she would worry about everything after he was done, there was little else that could happen, he like already got her pregnant with his potent first shot. But she could take a morning after pill in hope of stopping. So all she could do now was lay there under his vicious rutting like a wild beast, and moan pitifully in the ecstacy it broght her, her ass jiggling from the pounding abuse it got from her son's thrusts.