Mommy Slave (Pogue and MessedupRP)

[Pogue]

"Are we really going to do it?" James asked his older brother, looking at him dubiously as they sat around the living room, his fingers combing through his short dark hair as he wondered again what his brother was getting them into.

"Yeah, we are," Jack nodded assertively, leaning back against the couch and crossing his muscled arms as he looked at his two younger brothers. "We've talked about it for years. Now's our chance to make it really happen."

"But she's our Mom," James protested weakly, glancing at his younger brother, wondering why Mark was so silent. The youngest of the brothers was usually quite talkative, always voicing his opinion, used to getting his own way.

"That's what makes it so fucking hot," Jack assured James. "How many times over the years have we jerked off to her, fantasized about fucking her, about making her our slave? I say we take the chance and make our fantasy a reality. Are you in?" Jack asked, shooting his two brothers a penetrating inquisitive look.

"I'm in," Mark assured him, breaking the sullen silence of the last few moments as he nodded his head, sitting forward in the easy chair. He wanted this, wanted it badly, probably more than either of his brothers. He had shared the fantasy with his brothers for years as they grew up, all three of them acknowledging how hot their mother was, how much they wanted her, just the idea of making her their sex slave excited him almost to the point of climax.

"I'm in," James nodded slowly, looking at his two brothers and knowing there was no way for him to back out of their plan.

"Then lets do it," Jack commanded, pulling his shirt up and off over his head as he stood up. "She should be waking up soon," he reminded his brothers as he glanced at the early morning sunlight pouring in the window.

"Let's go wake her up," Mark suggested eagerly, standing up himself and pulling his t-shirt off as well.

The three brothers stripped naked before walking up the stairs and creeping quietly into their parents' room, surrounding the bed where their mother slept.

"Mom. Mom, wake up," Jack called out insistently, his hand falling to his hardening cock as his eyes ran over his mother's sleeping form.

 

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Cassandra looked incredible for forty-six. She was beautiful when she was younger and she was still beautiful now, but that didn't come easily.

She exercised daily to keep a lithe, toned figure and especially to mask the fact that she was a mother of three wonderful sons. Her skin remained smooth and wrinkle free thanks to copious times moisturizing and her long brown hair still held it luscious curls and silk texture.

She had been married for twenty three years to a man who loved her. However, while she loved him, he never showed it any more. Her husband and her didn't have much sex since he was working so hard for them. He was romantic but never sensual, he didn't touch her like they used to, didn't spontaneously lead her to the bedroom and keep her from leaving for the next two hours.

He was away for a week this time around, left last night. She had kicked off the blanket since it was warm in the room and now was left sleeping in only a black bra and thong. Her hair falling down behind her back, her large 34 C breasts held back by the bra and her plump, firm as in the thong.

She awoke to her oldest son calling for her and sat up groggily, "mm what is it? Is something wrong Jack?" She opened her eyes and gasped, her three sons were naked before her. She didn't respond. just gaped in open shock at the scene before her. She was appaled, horrified, shocked and a little turned on.

 

[Pogue]

Jack's hand rubbed his growing erection as his eyes roamed over his mother's toned body, his gaze lingering on her full and ample bosom barely concealed by the lacy black bra as she stirred at the sound of his voice.

"Wake up, Mom," Jack repeated as she opened her eyes, her eyes going wide as she saw all three of her sons standing there. I'm not the only enjoying the view, Jack thought, glancing to either side, seeing that both of his brothers were sporting growing hard-ons as they gaped at their mother's nearly naked body.

"Nothing's wrong, Mom," Mark assured their mother, his eyes fixed on her pretty face, enjoying seeing the surprise, the shock in her eyes. And there was something else there, something that looked like... She can't be turned on... can she? The youngest brother wondered as he watched her carefully.

"We just wanted to talk to you," James added, his eyes fixed on her rounded ass, his tongue licking his lips absently as he eyes how the small black thong showed off their mother's shapely derriere. "We think that there needs to be some changes made around the house, Mom," he added, glancing at his older brother, waiting for Jack to make the demand of their mother that they'd agreed upon.

"Mom, we want you to be ours," Jack told her simply. "Body and soul, we want you belong to the three of us. We want you to be our slave, Mom, our sex slave. In return, we'll take care of you. Both physically and emotionally," he assured her, wondering how she was going to react to such an unusual, such a taboo demand.

 

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Cassandra looked between the three of them. Shocked at the request they had just made. It seemed insane, it was insane. She wanted to say no, to deny them this hedonistic idea, to fall back asleep and wake up with her three boys back to normal but she knew that easn't possible, besides... There was a small part of her that knew what she really wanted.

Cassandra sat up in bed and lookrd at each of her sons in turn, regaining her composure very quickly, her face returned to it's normal pretty self. She sighed, "alright boys, I will be your sex slave. But if I'm going to be your slave, we need to set some ground rules. Alright?"

She waited until each of her sons- her masters- agreed before she continued, "first rule is that we keep this completely secret, if anyone figures out about this then we will be in very hot water, especially if your father finds out. So we only do this when he's gone for the day or on business trips, knowing him that won't leave you boys with much waiting."

"You can't take pictures with your phones. James, if you want to take pictures, use that camera we got you for your birthday." She was referring to a beautiful SLR camera that she got her middle child, he had grown a passion for photography and they decided to buy him a nice camera for it. The thought of those high resolution photos of her bound and fucked sent shivers of delight down Cassandra's spine. "The camers will be safer, nobody else will be able to get to it."

"When were in public, I am your mother. You will respect me as your mother and treat me as such. In private however, I am your slave and I will obey and respect you. But remember I'm still your mom and please respect my hard limits."

"Now, if were going to do this then were going to do this right. I have to run some errands today and I'll be adding trip to a sex shop on that list. I want each of you to write down a list of things you want me to buy; sex toys, bondage gear, ropes, anything at all. Or if you want, you can come with me."

She smiled again and got around onto her knees, "those will be my rules for you. Are there any rules you have for me? Masters?"

 

[Pogue]

Mark let out a breath that he hadn't realized he'd been holding as their mother agreed to their demand, a smile creeping across his face as she assured them that she'd be their sex slave, that she'd submit to their desires. He was the first to agree that they needed to set some rules.

Jack listened as she listed off the rules, nodding his head in agreement as she explained the need for secrecy, for protecting what they were doing from prying eyes. "Of course, Mom," Jack assured her as she asked them to respect her despite her agreement to enter into slavery for them.

"Here are our rules, Mom," Jack told her, glancing at his brothers for confirmation. "While you are at home, you are our slave. You will wear what we tell you to, even if it is nothing at all. As you said, outside of home, you are Mom, here you are known as Cassandra or Cassie. "

"You are forbidden to pleasure yourself." Mark added, "that is our responsibility now and we're sure you've had to do that too much over the last couple of years with Dad."

"And speaking of Dad," James interjected, "you are not to have sex with him. You can use your hands or your mouth but the rest of your body now belongs to us even when our father is at home."

"Do you agree to those rules, Cassandra?" Jack asked intently, his hand still idly stroking his cock as he stood beside his mother's bed.

Each of the boys wrote out a list, the items on their lists showing their individual personalities. Jack's list feature mostly bondage gear, handcuffs, masks, ropes, and the like. James wanted their mother slave to pick up more sex toys, including several sizes of butt plugs and a remote controlled vibrator. Mark's list was shorter than his brothers', listing only a collar and some lingerie.

"And I want to pick out the lingerie, Cassandra," he assured his mother as he handed her his list.

 

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Cassandra took all the lists and felt her body shiver in delight again. "Mm yes, of course you can pick my lingerie master."

She looked at them all again, "and I will obey the rules to the letter, ask my masters demand." She smiled at them again, "should I go to run my errands now, or later?" Her new masters let her go early, so she dressed quickly and took Mark, and any of her other sons that wanted to go, with her in the car. "I'll get my lingerie first, you can help me decide which to wear master."

They went directly to the mall and found the Victoria's Secret outlet fairly quickly. Cassandra gave Mark her measurements and told him, "anything that you think looks good, just find one in my size and I can go try it on for you to see." She left him to it, looking around a little bit before she came to a realization. I might need to get new heels. Tall, sexy ones. I'll ask Mar- master... I'll ask master what he thinks about that. She was giddy with excitement, she was becoming a slave to her sons, this was so taboo, so naughty and so arousing.

Cassandra found her son and master again fairly quickly and led him to the back of the store. The changing rooms were convenient here. They were two closed off rooms, the door opened into a sitting area, perfect for Cassandra's masters to sit and judge how she looked, there was another door and the actual changing room. It was perfect, nobody would know that Cassandra's sons were looking at her in lingerie.

She slipped in after them and took the stack of lingerie, going into the changing room. She made to shut the door but decided against it. They were in complete privacy in here and these were now her masters. They could see her naked.

Cassandra stripped off her clothes and exchanged her black bra and thing for the first set of lingerie, she could feel her sons eyes on her and felt a pang of happiness. She walked out of the changing area and posed for him, "how do I look?" She smiled and went about putting on the next set. "So, um... I was wondering, should we make a trip to get some new heels? Tall and sexy ones, do you think you all would like that? Also how about stockings? Should I add stockings to the list?" Cassandra was just so eager to please her new masters, her mind was racing.

 

[Pogue]

Mark followed his mom through the mall, watching the way she walked, the bounce that had returned to her step. He could tell she was happy, happier than she'd been in a long time. Seeing the excitement in her eyes caused Mark to smile as she led him to the Victoria Secret outlet.

Mark smiled as she assured that he could pick out anything he thought would look good on her, his eyes running over the racks of lingerie, spotting a couple of items that he definitely wanted to see his sexy mother in. "I'll be right back, Cassie," he assured her, wandering quickly through the rack and picking up four or five different lingerie sets before coming back to his mother.

"Here you go," he said with a smile as he handed her the lingerie, following her back into the screened off changing rooms. He knew he wasn't supposed to be back there, that if any staff member saw him he'd probably get kicked out but he didn't care, he wanted to watch his mother, his slave, try on the outfits he'd picked out for her.

He smiled as he watched his mother, noticing how she started to close the door but stopped herself, his eyes running appreciatively over her shapely body as she quickly stripped out of her clothes to try on the first set of lingerie. The first one she chose was a black satin babydoll, the sheer fabric clinging to her body. His eyes ran over his mother's body as she posed for him, asking him how she looked.

"Sexy, but a little too... proper. Try one of the racier ones, Cassie," he instructed her.

"I think that's a good idea," Mark agreed with his mother as she suggested getting a new pair of heels, the image of her dressed only in lingerie and heels around the house sending a thrill of excitement through him. "Oh, I like that set much more, Mom," he murmured as his mother posed once more for him. "Much sexier, Cassandra," he complimented her as she stood before him in a red and black lace babydoll.

"Stockings are a good idea as well," he assured her, knowing that she hadn't seen the last couple of sets of lingerie he'd picked out, the basque and g-string set that came with stockings.

"Oh, I think that's definitely the one for you, Cassie," Mark whispered in appreciation as she stepped out of the changing room once more in a classic black camisole and garter. "That's so fucking sexy," he assured her, standing up and approaching her, his eyes running over her toned and shapely body in the new lingerie.

"We'll take all of them," he assured the sales clerk after his mother had changed back into her normal clothes. "Now let's find you some shoes, Mom," he said, reaching out and taking her hand, leading her through the mall. "Then to the other store to pick up the rest of the list," he said, smiling at the thought of his mother venturing into a sex store to by the long list of toys and bondage gear his brothers had requested.

 

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When Mark walked right up in front of her, Cassandra felt her breath catch in her throat. The heat of his body, the closeness. It was intoxicating.

She smiled at the store clerk as she bought her clothes and left. She had already made an agreement with Mark that she would buy some skimpier bras and panties if they saw any at the sex shop. But for now, she walked with Mark to the show store.

"Mark, what kind of girls do you like? I know I must be your type but... Who else, what would your ideal girl look like? What would James's and Jack's ideal girls be like?" The question was a bit odd, but Cassandra was curious what kind of girls here sons were into, until now she hadn't really thought to notice any patterns.

She lstened to Mark explain who liked what even when they got to throw the store. She picked out several pairs of shoes but eventually settled with five pairs of shoes. Each pair would look good on her barely clothed body and definitely made her as sway when she walked.

As Cassandra payed, she smiled at Mark. "Alright, we just need to go to that other store, then we can go home." She purposely didn't call it a sex shop in front of the cashier. But not soon after, she packed the shoes in the trunk and drove off to the store that would finalize her submission.

 

[Pogue]

Mark smiled at his mother's question, nodding as she pointed out that she must be his type. "My ideal woman?" He echoed, musing on the question. "I've always had a thing for Kate Beckingsale," he admitted with a shrug. "Hot brunettes with killer bodies and pretty faces," he said, shooting his mother a sly wink as he let his eyes run down her toned frame as they walked through the shoe store.

"I don't know about James," he admitted with a shrug. "He dated Alita for all those years. I always thought she was his type but now he's been talking about Mandy. And they're completely different," Mark pointed out, thinking of his older brother's girlfriends. Alita had been a slender dark haired beauty of some distant Asian origin while Mandy was the almost stereotypical redhead. The only thing that the two of them really had in common was that they both seemed exude sex appeal although in very different ways.

"Jack likes girl's with great tits, he's definitely a boob guy," Mark confided, waiting as his mother picked out numerous pairs of shoes, sitting down and waiting for her to try them on.

"Hmm, I like those," he commented as he watched Cassandra try on a pair of stiletto heels with black double straps around her ankles. "You should definitely get those," he assured her, carrying the boxes of shoes to the counter, smiling as she paid, nodding as she said that they only had to stop at the other store now.

Mark took her hand again as they left the shoe store, it feeling more and more natural to have this kind of intimate contact with his own mother as they walked through the crowded mall. As they got to car, Mark suggested, "you should wear your new shoes into the next store, Mom. I want to see you wear these," he told her, pulling out a pair of thin heels that laced up her calves. "Change into these, Cassandra," he commanded gently, still trying to get used to giving her orders as she loaded the rest of the boxes into the trunk of the car.

The drive to the sex shop was short, Mark feeling a surge of excitement as they pulled up outside of it. Technically he was too young to enter the shop, but luckily he looked older than his 17 years and probably wouldn't be questioned about entering. "So let's get the rest of the stuff on your list, Cassandra," he said eagerly, hoping that they could find some skimpier panties for his mother. And definitely a nice collar, he added with a smile as he got out of the car, hurrying around to open the car door for his mother. He watched the way her ass swayed as she walked, balancing expertly on her new high heels. Christ, she's hot, he thought to himself with a proud smile as he followed her into the sex shop.

 

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Cassandra was, for the most part, not the sex shop type. She didn't like dungeon-esque rooms cluttered with sex toys handles by too many people and likely covered in things she didn't want to think about. That's why she picked this one.

This particular sex shop was one she had found online. When she walked in, Cassandra was not dissapointed. The store was large it has vaulted ceilings and was very well lit. The store was seperated into sections for fetish items, sex toys, films and books, clothing, etc. She looked down at her list and approached the counter.

The woman behind the counter was older looking and very dour. Cassandra put on a friendly smile and handed her the complete list. "I need help with choosing all this please."

The woman looked at the list, then at Cassandra. "I see you're outfitting yourself... Let me get the professional."

The woman walked through a red curtain and out of sight. Cassandra turned to Mark, "the professional? Seems a bit excessive."

Instead of that old woman returning from the back, a cute young woman walked out. She smiled at them both, "hello, Linda said that you two needed help picking some things out?"

Cassandra was shocked. This girl seemed to be about Mark's age, but she handed the girl the list. She took it and looked it over, "ah I see, so you're a new slave then?" Cassandra looked surprised and opened her mouth to speak, but the girl responded. "It's what you bought and the amount. An established slave wouldn't need as much, I guess he must be toyr master then?" She fixed Mark with a sultry smile and offered him a hand, "I'm Emma, very nice to meet you."

She scanned the list and nodded, "I guess the best place to start is the collar, right this way please." Emma led them toward the section of fetish gear, her ass swaying on full display in her tight shorts. She must have known how nice her ass looked seeing as how she walked directly behind Mark the whole way. She turned around and let Mark ogle her firm stomach and delicious tits on display in her crop top.

Cassandra felt a slightest oang of jealousy at the way her son looked at Emma, then she realized she eas looking at Emma the same way and payed attention to what the girl was saying. "A good collar is very important. It's a statement, and we have lots of options for what we want you choose hear. But, let's first boil it down to three designs." Emma held up a black leather collar. "Leather or clothes is always a favorite, elegant and classic." She held up a polished metal one with a padded interior, "metal's a bit more industrial but still popular." She finally held up one covered in shiny rhinestones, "these rginestone collars are definitely flashy, good if you're into that kind of thing."

Emma set the three collars down "I would also suggest buying a rhinestone choker, your slave wears it in public, it's a sign to remind her of her enslavement but nobody else knows that." She smiled at them, she knew her stuff for sure.

Cassandra stared longingly st the rhinestone collar but looked at Mark next, "you decide master."

"You could always buy more than one, just switch which you wear." Emma chimed in.

 

[Pogue]

Definitely not what I was expecting, Mark mused to himself as he followed his mother, his slave into the sex shop. He had envisioned a dark crowded room with loud music playing and no one talking to each other. What he saw now was a brightly light, spacious room with neatly organized rows of merchandise. And definitely not who I imagined running this place either, he added as they walked up to the counter to be greeted by the dour faced old woman.

Now she's more like what I imagined, Mark thought with a smile as the buxom brunette appeared from the back room. "I am." Mark assured Emma as she guessed he was Cassandra's new master. "I'm Mark. Nice to meet you, Emma," he greeted her, shaking her proffered hand as he stole a quick glimpse down the front of her cropped top.

Christ, she's so hot, Mark marveled as he followed Emma through th store, his eyes fixed on the hypnotic sway of her hips and bounce of her shapely ass. He had to force his eyes off her body, dragging his gaze up to her cute face as he tried to focus on what she was telling them.

Mark picked up a simple leather collar, running his finger over the smooth hide and cold metal as Emma ran through the selling points of each collar. Mark liked the classic leather, that was what he'd imagined his mother wearing, but he could see how much she liked the rhinestone collar..

"Hmm, that's a good idea," he agreed with Emma as she suggested that they could buy more than one collar. "We'll take one of each," he told the cute professional, pointing the industrial looking metal collar as well. "Can we get matching locks for each collar? With three sets of keys?"

"Would you like anything engraved on the locks, Mark?" Emmas asked, curious why he'd need three sets of keys.

"Yes," Mark nodded after a brief moment of thought. "On one side, I'd like the name Cassandra engraved. On the other, JJM and today's date."

"Very good, Mark," Emma said, making a note. "That shouldn't take too long so why don't we continue shopping for the rest of your list while we wait for the engraving to be done?"

"Sounds good to me, Emma," Mark assured her, motioning her to lead on, his eyes dropping once more to her shapely ass in her tight shorts as she walked ahead of him.

 

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Cassandra knew quite clearly what Emma was doing and she also knew that it was working very well. She wanted Mark to stare at her ass and he was certainly staring at nothing but the girl's fine rear. Cassandra did have to admit, it looked quite nice. She had experimented a bit in college but most of her lesbian experiences had fallen by the wayside since her marriage. Maybe her masters would find some young woman for her to play with, the thought made her shiver in pleasure.

Emma led them around the store as though on a small parade, showing off both her knowledge of sex and bdsm as well as her wonderful body —she really liked to bend over and pick things up off the lower shelve.— but the shopping went well, Emma and Mark shared a few jokes and lustful glances and by the time they had finished, Emma was filling several bags worth of items. "Now, we do have a rewards program and discounts for frequent buyers which I think you should definitely take part in, discounts for our loyal customers, coupons and such. Now this load will be good for a starter set but I definitely have recommendations for later purchases you might consider making. I hope you'll consider coming back here for all of your needs."

Emma handed over the bags —about five large black bags in total— and smiled at Mark, handing him a slip of paper, on it was written her name with a little heart at the end and below it was a phone number. "Maybe some time you and I could get together to... Discuss your slave's behavior... I get off work at 4:30 and I don't work weekends." She winked and blew him a kiss as Cassandra and Mark left the store.

Cassandra was smiling the whole ride back, she was thinking about all the things they had just bought from the store; skimpy bras and panties, some more exotic sexy outfits for her; a set of small training butt plugs, several dildos of varying length and texture —some had bumps or ridges or were shaped differently— A strap on harness (an eager suggestion of Emma's); the collars that they had chosen, a chain leash; several sets of various clamps (clover clamps, spring clamps and screw-on clamps, as well as short chains to connect them, small weights that could be easily added and even a few little bells.) They now had many coils of rope in several colors; gags —ball, bit, o-ring and spider— as well as a leather harness for her head that would hold the gag better than the regular straps, handcuffs; blindfolds, candles and anal beads and vibrators of all kinds.

The very thought of the treasure trove of carnal pleasure waiting for Cassandra in the trunk of her car was exhilarating. She almost wanted to pull over right now and bend over the hood to be used, almost.

Cassandra pulled back into her garage and smiled over at Mark, he was staring at the number Emma had given him. He hadn't made any move to call or text her yet, or to even put the number in his phone. "Master, call her. She's adorable and as your mother I want you to be happy."

 

[Pogue]

Mark happily followed Emma around the sex shoppe. I'd follow an ass like that anywhere, he thought to himself, smiling as once again the shapely brunette bent over to retrieve a sex toy from the bottom shelf. Mark knew he was staring and it was obvious that Emma realized that she had his attention and was enjoying it. What surprised Mark was that times when he glanced at his mother, his slave, and caught her staring at the younger woman's body as well. I wonder if Mom's ever been with a woman, he mused curiously as he saw how Cassandra's eyes drifted over the young woman's shapely body in her tight clothes. Mark felt his cock stir in his jeans as he imagined his mother and Emma together, naked on the bed, using some of the toys currently in their shopping basket...

"Oh, we'll definitely be back," Mark assured Emma with a smile and an appraising glance at her body as she handed him their shopping bags. He was pleasantly surprised as the young brunette handed him the piece of paper with her name and number on it. "Uh.. yeah, that sounds nice," Mark stammered in shock, not believing that this sexy young woman was so blatantly hitting on him. Mark had always been slightly awkward with women, never really feeling comfortable with talking to them. He'd dated before, had a couple of semi-serious girlfriends, but they always felt forced, felt as if he had to put too much effort into the relationship, as if he was missing something that came naturally to other men. Only this new relationship with his mother, having her as his slave, felt natural, came easily to Mark. Would Emma agree to a similar relationship? Mark wondered as he smiled at her, seeing her blow him a kiss as he followed his mother out of the store.

Mark could feel his mother's pleasure radiating off of her as she drove home, could tell she was excited by all the things that they'd just bought for her, but he couldn't focus on her, his mind running through all the myriad possibilities that the small piece of paper he held in his hand could contain. He couldn't help imagining Emma in a collar similar to the one they'd just purchased and nothing else, kneeling before him, her eyes looking up at him in happy submission. He was so lost in his lustful daydream that he didn't even realize they were home, that they were parked in the garage until his mother spoke to him.

"I will," Mark assured his mother, smiling as she commented on how adorable Emma was, assuring him that she wanted him to be happy. "Thanks, Mom," he nodded, shifting slightly in his seat, his erotic daydreams having left him with a very large, very uncomfortable erection. "But first I need you to take care of this for me, Cassandra," he told her, asserting his dominance over his mother. "Come here and suck my cock, slave," he instructed, wondering if his mother would really obey such a lewd, taboo command.

 

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Cassandra was a bit surprised by the command for a split second. It seemed so foreign to her, but a moment later and she remembered; she was their slave now.

She smirked and reached over toward Mark, slowly her hands unbuttoned his pants and slid them down a bit, she gasped at the sight of her son's cock. It had grown exponentially since Cassandra had seen it when he was a child. She tentatively put a hand around it and smiled, sliding her hand up and down.

Cassandra gave her handjob for several seconds before leaning down as using her tongue to tease the head. She looked up at her son as she slid the cover into her mouth and slowly began bobbing her head up and down on it. She worked her mouth lower and lower toward the base of the cock. Soon Cassandra was going balls deep on her own son, twirling her tongue around his cock. She smiled up at him and kept bobbing her head. She was determined to make her new master satisfied.

 

[Pogue]

Mark sat there, watching his mother, his slave, as his command sank in. He could see the surprise in her eyes, the shock on her face, a slow smile coming to his face as she realized her place, remembered what she was now.

He leaned back, watching his attractive mother as she reached over, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his pants, freeing his hard cock. He felt a pang of pride as he heard her gasp, knowing she was surprised at his size. "Hmm, that's nice, Cassie," he murmured as she started to jerk him off, her hand moving tentatively up and down his thick shaft.

"Oh, that's hot, Mom," Mark sighed, looking down at her, meeting her gaze as she took him into her mouth. "You look good with a cock in your mouth. It looks so natural," he complimented her, his hand coming up to rest on the back of her head, his fingers entwining in her dark hair, gently guiding her mouth up and down the length of his cock.

"Oh, you are good at this," Mark moaned, his head lolling back against the car seat as his mother sucked him, her mouth taking all of him, her tongue teasing him as he felt the first shivers of his climax beginning to wash through him. "You're so good at this, Mom," he gasped, forgetting to call her by her slave name as his fingers tightened in her hair, pulling her head up and down harder on his cock as he felt the insistent pressure of his finish building within him.

"Fuck," Mark hissed, pushing his hips up off the car seat as his body tensed, his cock jerking, bucking in his mother's mouth, his semen jetting hard into her throat. Pulling her mouth off of him, Mark let the last couple of shots of cum splatter onto his mother's face.

"That was great, Cassandra," he sighed, his breath coming in short hard gasps as he tried to recover from the sudden orgasm. "But we should go inside and let your other masters spend some time with you," he breathed as he tucked his deflating cock back into his pants.

 

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Mark sat there, watching his mother, his slave, as his command sank in. He could see the surprise in her eyes, the shock on her face, a slow smile coming to his face as she realized her place, remembered what she was now.

He leaned back, watching his attractive mother as she reached over, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his pants, freeing his hard cock. He felt a pang of pride as he heard her gasp, knowing she was surprised at his size. "Hmm, that's nice, Cassie," he murmured as she started to jerk him off, her hand moving tentatively up and down his thick shaft.

"Oh, that's hot, Mom," Mark sighed, looking down at her, meeting her gaze as she took him into her mouth. "You look good with a cock in your mouth. It looks so natural," he complimented her, his hand coming up to rest on the back of her head, his fingers entwining in her dark hair, gently guiding her mouth up and down the length of his cock.

"Oh, you are good at this," Mark moaned, his head lolling back against the car seat as his mother sucked him, her mouth taking all of him, her tongue teasing him as he felt the first shivers of his climax beginning to wash through him. "You're so good at this, Mom," he gasped, forgetting to call her by her slave name as his fingers tightened in her hair, pulling her head up and down harder on his cock as he felt the insistent pressure of his finish building within him.

"Fuck," Mark hissed, pushing his hips up off the car seat as his body tensed, his cock jerking, bucking in his mother's mouth, his semen jetting hard into her throat. Pulling her mouth off of him, Mark let the last couple of shots of cum splatter onto his mother's face.

"That was great, Cassandra," he sighed, his breath coming in short hard gasps as he tried to recover from the sudden orgasm. "But we should go inside and let your other masters spend some time with you," he breathed as he tucked his deflating cock back into his pants.

Cassandra quite liked sucking Mark's cock. She had given head before but obviously never to her son. She loves how he took the lead and she was especially gleeful to get his cum as a reward, she kept her mouth open when he shot on her face, licking it all up and swallowing the whole load.

She didn't disagree that getting back inside would probably be the best option right now, so she took all of the bags and headed in. Cassandra set the bags from the sex shop down on the kitchen table, taking out the underwear and the leather collar. Her masters could see what she bought now. She took her new clothes and shoes upstairs and hid them where they would be safe, then she stripped down to her skimpy bra and thong that she woke up in and slid the collar around her neck, locking it in place.

Cassandra felt her heart leap as she locked the collar on. This was really happening. She slipped into one of her pairs of heels and walked downstairs, she went directly to her sons and cleared her throat to get their attention, "well masters, I hope my purchases appeal to you. I am ready aand eager to serve." She dropped to her knees and crawled up to them, letting her as sway seductively as she got closer, kneeling down at their feet. She felt so dirty and slutty, but she loved it.

 

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Mark smiled down at his mother as he watched her as she licked up all of his cum, her eyes shining with pleasure as she swallowed his large load. He never thought he'd see this, never thought his mother who had seemed so prim and proper would willingly, lovingly, suck his cock and swallow his cum. If she sucks cock that good, I wonder how she fucks, He mused as he got out of the car, moving around to open the door for her, holding it open like a gentleman should.

James and Jack were sitting in the living room, watching a porn movie when they heard the door to the garage open. Pausing the movie just as the lead actor was about to cum all over his mother's face, they looked up as their youngest brother entered the room.

“Where's Mom?” James asked curiously.

“Cassie is going upstairs,” Mark told him, correcting his older brother on how they were now referring to their slave.

“What took the two of you so long?” Jack asked as he pressed play on the video again. He paused it again a second later, listening intently as his younger brother related the events of the morning, his eyebrows raising as Mark described the hotty at the sex store and their mother sucking his dick in the garage.

“Seems like you had a good morning,” Jack laughed as Mark finished his tale, all of them stopping talking as they heard the sound of high heels on the stairs, their eyes turning to watch as their sexy mother strutted into the room.

“Christ,” James whistled in appreciation as his eyes ran down her shapely body, her figure shown off to good effect by the skimpy bra and panties.

“Very nice,” Mark nodded, his eyes fixing on the leather collar now locked around their mother's neck, the sight of it causing a thrill of excitement to run through him as if the collar made this all real, made it right.

"Well masters, I hope my purchases appeal to you." their mother said softly before kneeling down on the floor, crawling over to the couch where they all sat.

“They certainly do, Cassandra,” Jack assured her with a smile, his eyes watching the seductive sway of her ass as she crawled up to him as he sat between his two brothers. “But not nearly as much as seeing you like this does,” he told her, his hand dropping to the growing bulge in his jeans.

I am ready and eager to serve, She told them.

“I'm sure you are, Cassie,” James spoke up beside his brother, his eyes watching their sexy mother, seeing the look of pleasure on her face. She's loving this, loving being our slave, he realized with a broad smile.

“Suck my cock, Cassandra,” Jack commanded confidently as James got up off the couch, moving around behind their mother, his hands reaching out to tenderly caress her shapely ass, his finges exploring her soft curves as he knelt down behind her.

 

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Cassandra cast a quick glance back at James as he began touching her ass. She unconsciously pushed her butt closer into his hands, yearning for her middle sons touch.

He was surprisingly good at touching her, while she likes the way Mark had touched her and made her feel when sucking his cock, there eas something electric in James's touch, his hands making contact with her sent little shivers of delight up her body. It felt right, like nothing else had.

She looked up into Jack's eyes and saw the lust etched on his face. Cassandra let out a soft gasping moan of content and gave one last look to James, meeting his eyes. She hoped that look encapsulated all the feelings she had for her middle son I'm that moment. As Cassandra looked back up at Jack, she nodded. "Of course master..."

Cassandra leaned forward and grabbed the zipper of his fly with her teeth, slowly pulling the zipper down. With a bit of work she proceeded to unbutton his pants with her mouth, all the whole she kept eye contact with her elder son.

Once she had shifted his underwear, Cassandra looked down the length of her son's cock, glancing from the head to Jack's eyes and back again. She opened her mouth and slowly slid her lips over the head of his member, sliding down the shaft a few inches before pulling back again. Like with Mark, she made quick work of bobbing back and forth until she got to the base she looked him in the eye as she pulled off and popped it free from her mouth.

Cassandra took a second to breath and smiled, "Did you like that master? Do you want me to do more?

 

[Pogue]

James smiled as his mother pushed her shapely ass back against his hands, knowing that the movement was unconciously done, that her body had reacted before her mind. Seems Mom likes this, he thought to himself as he let his fingers caress, squeeze, and knead the soft toned flesh of his mother's rear end.

Jack smirked as his mother pulled his fly open with her teeth. “That's an interesting skill you've got there, Cassandra,” he taunted her as she managed to undo his pants without using her hands. “Hopefully you can do everything with your mouth as well as you did that,” he says, locking gazes with her, enjoying seeing his mother kneeling submissively before him, knowing that he had complete control over her.

“Hmm, that's good, slave,” Jack murmured as she took him into her mouth, her lips sliding down his shaft as they looked into each other's eyes. “I didn't tell you to stop, did I, Cassandra?” He asks her domineeringly as she looks up at him, asking if he liked what she'd done. “No talking,” he commanded, his hand reaching down and entangling in her dark hair, pulling her mouth back down onto his hard shaft.

“I'll be right back,”Mark muttered even though no one was listening, his eyes falling to the piece of paper that he still held in his hand, the phone number that Emma had given him. “I've got to make a phone call.”

James' hands continued to explore his mother's ass, his fingers moving up to hook in the waistband of her thong, slowly dragging the skimpy underwear down off her rounded hips, exposing her completely to his inquisitive gaze. “Hmm, such a lovely pussy, Cassie,” he murmured appreciatively as his hands spread her ass wide, revealing her privatemost area to him. “And such a pretty pink asshole,” he added, his fingers lightly touching her there, his touch purposefully light and teasing.

 

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Cassandra quickly sucked in a breath before sliding her mouth back over the cock. She worked her tongue on the shaft while it slid deeper into her throat, bulging her neck a bit. She was very glad this collar was designed to keep a neck bulge from choking her as she began deepthroating her eldest son.

When James's hands pulled her thing away, Cassandra got a bit wet. The feeling of the cool house air was getting her turned on and James's teasing, light touch was both arrousing and sexually frustrating. Her eyes wandered to the ceiling and the bags of toys she had on her bed. She might have told them about these if she wasn't sucking a cock.

Cassandra instead reached back and gripped her ass. Spreading it wide with her fingers, she wanted to encourage her middle son, she wanted him to touch her more.

Meanwhile, Mark was alone with the phone number.

 

[Pogue]

James let his fingers tease over his mother's sex, smiling as he saw the wetness, knowing that she was enjoying his touch, the knowledge that this was turning her on exciting him.
Jack leaned his head back on the couch, his eyes still holding his mother's gaze as she took him deep into her throat. He was enjoying the feeling of power, of controlling her almost as much as he was enjoying the sensation of her sucking mouth on his hard cock. I always knew she'd be a good cocksucker, Jack mused to himself as Cassandra managed to take his full length into her mouth,his cock sliding deep into her throat. “You look good like that, Mom. You look natural with a cock in your mouth,” he murmured to her, his fingers pulling at her dark hair as he felt the pressure of his climax begin to build within his balls.

Mark glanced at the piece of paper and then at his watch. He knew Emma would still be at work, she'd told him that she got out of work after 4:30... but he didn't want to wait, wanted to call her now. “Well, here goes nothing,” he muttered to himself, taking a deep breath as he punched her number into his phone, listening to it ring on the other end.

James took his mother's hint as she reached back, her long slender fingers spreading her ass wider, revealing more of herself to him. The fingers of his right hand continued to slide over the moistening lips of her sex while he moved his left hand up to her anus, his thumb and forefinger strumming over the tender pink pucker. Slowly, he curled one finger into his mother's sex, gasping at the ht wetness of her pussy, how her body seemed to clench at his finger. He worked his finger back and forth, stroking the hot inner walls of her sex as he slowly started to push the thumb of his left hand into her tight asshole.

 

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Cassandra wiggled her hips in response to the touches, she blushed pink as hell mentioned how natural she looked sucking cock but kept going, noting the building tension as well and slowing down a fraction, she wanted to make the blowjob memorable and she knew the best way for a man to have a satisfying, memorable cum was to edge it a bit before releasing.

She gasped on the rod as the finger entered her sex, pushing her hips back to meet the pleasent intruder herself, the thumb in her ass almost surorised her enough to bite her eldest son's cock, thankfully she didn't though. Her moans on the cock sent lovely vibrations into James's member as she let his manhood glide down her throat.

Cassandra waa severely aroused and extremely happy with this. She knew that she shouldn't be, that she should have hated it. Hated fucking her sons with a passion but she couldn't. This was the most environment she had gotten out of sex since her honeymoon. Cassandra thought back to the first time she had ever experimented with bondage back in college, it had been her sexy roommate who introduced her to it, the roommate who showed her into this kinky world that she was ushering her sons into.

Mark's phone rang for a few sext xnds before the sweet voice of the girl at the sex shop came through, "hello?" She was conveniently on break at that moment and had the perfect opportunity to talk with Mark.

 

[Pogue]

Jack moaned as his mother worked her mouth over his cock, smiling as he saw her blush at his comment. She really is enjoying this, her oldest son realized, his smile broadening as he watched his hot mother sucking his cock. And she really knows how to suck a cock, he added as a low groan escaped him as she moaned in pleasure from something that James was doing to her.

James felt Cassandra push her hips back towards him, obviously wanting him to continue as his fingers slid deeper into her body. His fingers stroked her insides, sliding along the wet smooth walls of her sex, her juices pooling under his fingers as he pushed his thumb deeper into the tight pucker of her anus. “You like this, don't you, slut?” James asked his mother, his thumb thrusting in and out of her ass, simulating sex as the thumb of his other hand began to strum over her hard clit. “You like having all your holes filled, Mom?” He asked needlessly as he continued to move his hands, the wet sounds of his fingers sliding in and out of her body filling the living room.

Mark was just about to hang up, his nerve beginning to fail him when he heard the ringing stop followed a brief second later by Emma's voice. “Hi. Emma? This is Mark. I was in the shop a little while ago with my Mo... my slave.” Mark corrected himself, wondering how the hot shop girl would react if she knew Cassandra was really his mother, that all the sex toys they'd bought had been for their new incestuous relationship. “I was wondering... would you like to get together sometime?” Mark finally managed to ask.

Jack dropped his hand down onto his mother's head, his fingers curling into her dark hair as he felt his climax beginning to build within him. “You're a good cocksucker, Mom,” he moaned, knowing that she'd been teasing him with her mouth, letting his orgasm build slowly. “Mmm, that's it, Cassandra. Just like that,” Jack grunted, his hips thrusting hard against his mother's lips as he felt his cock begin to buck, his hot seed shooting deep into her throat. He held himself there, his cock buried to the hilt in his mother's mouth as he came, his body tensing as jet after jet shot out of his cock. “That... that was good, slave,” he murmured contentedly as he released his mother's head, slumping back on the couch with a satiated smile.

 

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Cassandra looked back at James again, this time, it was a bit different. Her eyes had been grateful and loving of his attention before, but now there was something more. There was a lust, a lust that was amplified by the cock in her mouth. Cassandra's look hsd a simple message, one way or another, James would be the first to take his mother to bed.

The MILF gasped as her son pushed his cock in and came down her throat. His cum coating her mouth was so bad, so tabor and extremely hot. When she was allowed to pull off, Cassandra gasped for breath and slowly licked Jack's member, cleaning her son's cock of his own cum. "Mm, thank you master... You tasted good."

Cassandra then leaned back and pressed her back against James's front. "Mm, master... I never knew you hsd such talented hands." She whispered, moaning softly. Cassandra turned to face her middle son, "I would be a very happy slave to take you upstairs and show you the toys we bought... Let you continue my training with me for now." A second later, Cassandra moved to stand up, and act she knew wasn't allowed and ws made only hornier when her ass was smacked and she was told to crawl.

Cassandra crawled beside James, he was holding the leash attached to her collar and leading her upstairs to the master bedroom, he had allowed her to pull her panties back up ans noe she swayed her ass back and forth to make her crawl extra sexy. Ss they entered the room, Cassandra closed the door and crawled onto the bed. She motioned to the bags of toys and equipment, she had yet to find a suitable place to hide it all but had a good idea where.

"Is this all to master's liking? Maybe master would like to undress, and maybe undress his slave as well? Or maybe..." Cassandra stood up and pressed her body against James's, looking as sexy as ever. "Master will grsnt his slave a kiss?"

 

[Pogue]

James felt a thrill go through him as his mother glanced back at him, her eyes meeting his as she continued to suck his brother's cock. He could see the desire in her eyes, the lust making her large eyes shine as she looked at him and he knew he was going to fuck her, that he was going to be the first of her sons to take her to bed.

“You're welcome, Cassandra,” Jack sighed as his mother thanked him, his attention wandering from her to the porn movie that was still paused on the television. While he had enjoyed her blowjob, had loved having her at his command, Jack couldn't help feeling that something was missing... it seemed that there was always something missing. In every relationship he'd had, every girl he'd ever slept with, it was the same thing. They'd do everything he wanted, everything he commanded, but it always left him emotionally unsatisfied. He'd hoped the taboo nature of having his mother as his slave would fill that void... but it hadn't. At least not yet. I'll have to push her harder, see if she'll really do anything I say, he mused as he pushed the play button on the DVD player, the porn movie starting up again.

James frowned as his brother simply brushed their mother off, ignoring her as he went back to watching the porn movie. What a pompous dick, James thought about his older brother, an epitaph that he'd given Jack more times than he cared to think about. While Jack seemed to get any girl he wanted, he always treated them badly, callously... as if he simply didn't care. James had watched numerous girlfriends come and go in Jack's life, each one trying harder and harder to please him, to get through his callous attitude and each one failing. You'd think he'd at least be kinder to his own mother, James mused as his fingers continued to toy with their slave's wet sex.

James smiled as his mother leaned back, pressing her mostly naked body against his as she knelt on the floor. He let his fingers slip out of her flooded sex as she turned to face him, his thumb giving her tight anus one last teasing thrust as she complimented his hands.

“Well, I definitely want to make my slave happy,” he assured his mother with a broad smile as she invited him to take her upstairs. A bit forward for a slave, James mused as he listened to her offer, but I'll let it slide this time. She's still new at this,” He reminded himself as he stood up. “Uh-uh, Cassandra,” James corrected her, his hand snaking out to slap her bare ass hard as she started to stand up. “You have to crawl,” he reminded her gently, taking the leash in his hand and waking beside her to the stairs. He let her proceed him up the stairs, admiring how her shapely ass swayed as she crawled on her hands and knees. Dad's a fucking moron not to appreciate a woman like this, James thought, shaking his head as she led him into her bedroom.

James let his eyes run over the variety of vibrators, dildos and nipple clamps, a smile crossing his face as he pictured his sexy mother, his willing slave with all these toys. Infinite possibilities, he thought to himself as his mother asked, "Is this all to master's liking?”

James let his gaze drift over to Cassandra, his eyes running over her shapely body, her beautiful face. “Yes,” he assured her, his eyes devouring her, “this is to Master's liking.”

“I want to see you naked, Cassandra,” he assured her as she stood up, pressing her shapely body against him. His hands came up to hold her waist, feeling the soft skin warm beneath his fingers. “And I want you to undress me,” he added, his fingers tracing down to her hips, teasing along the waistband of her panties.

“Hmm, you're a greedy little slave, aren't you, Cassandra?” James teased his mother as she asked him for a kiss. “But if you promise to be a good girl, I'll give you what you want,”he assured her, leaning forward to kiss her. He started off hesitantly, his mind worried about how taboo this was but the sensation of her soft skin under his fingers, her full lips against his, pushing his moral objections aside and he began to kiss his mother passionately, his mouth pressing hard against her's with rapidly deepening passion. His hands slid down into her panties, his fingers kneading the soft flesh of her ass as he pulled her hard to him, pressing the hard bulge of his erection against her stomach, his cock throbbing eagerly within his pants.

“Undress me, Mom,” James commanded softly as he broke the kiss, his heartbeat pounding in his ears, his desire for her pushing everything else aside. “Take my clothes off,” he insisted as his fingers pulled her black thong down off her hips.