****** Kay's Games by Kay ******
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Kay's Games


Chapter 1... Room Service

Kay glanced nervously at the clock. It read five thirty, which meant her 'date'
would be here any minute. She had arranged to meet him in her motel room,
having called him earlier. She had found his name and number in the personals
section of a local underground BBS. In the ad he had claimed to be an expert in
domination, exactly what Kay needed to satisfy her deepest urges. All her life
she had wanted to try this, to submit totally to a man. Her first husband had
rejected the idea out of hand. His cold response to the suggestion had been the
beginning of the end of the marriage. The memory of his rejection had made Kay
afraid to ask Brad, her second husband, to try it. She had out of desperation,
finally decided to find outside assistance.

She wet her full lips in anticipation. Her bright blue eyes watched the door,
while her ears listened carefully for the expected knock. She was wearing a
matching blue skirt and jacket over her 5 foot 8 inch frame. Under the jacket
lay a white silk blouse and under that she had her D-cup breasts encased in a
black lace bra. The skirt covered a matching pair of lace panties, cut high
French style. Her shear black silk stockings were held up by a red lace garter.
On her feet she was wearing her black dress shoes with 5-inch high heels. She
had her brown hair down letting it fall to her shoulders. Even at 44 years old,
she looked pretty hot.

The knock on the door caught her by surprise. She walked slowly over to the
door. Her heart pounded louder with each step. She reached the door and looked
through the peephole. Even though the image was distorted, she could tell the
visitor was good looking.

"Who is it?" she asked in a hesitant voice.

"I'm here from the ad in 'New Horizons'," he said in a rich deep voice.

She opened the door, and gestured him in. He walked in briskly, projecting
confidence and swagger. Once he was in the room she closed the door and looked
at him carefully. He appeared to be somewhat over six feet tall, with short
blond hair and lovely blue eyes. His athletic build was quite evident in his
tight sweater and jeans. He couldn't have been over 30 years old. He dropped
the gym bag he was carrying and looked at Kay. His eyes traveled down her body
slowly, and he smiled in approval.

"Hi, my name is Mark. I'm here to fulfill your needs," he said smiling.

"Hello Mark, my name is Kay," she said smiling back at him.

"OK here are the rules. First, you will obey my commands without question.
Second, you speak only when spoken to. Third, you will call me Sir. If you
violate any of these rules, or fail to follow a command to the letter, I will
punish you, understood?" he said as he opened his bag.

"Yes Sir, I understand," she said with a tremble in her voice.

He smiled at her display of obedience. He knew her fear of him was mixed with a
large dose of sexual desire. He would use both of those things to break her
will. The secret was to find what she feared most and what she really desired
most. Once that was done, he would simply balance them out to control her.

"Ok slut, get naked now!" he commanded in a voice laced with evil.

The words reverberated in Kay's head as she began to comply. Her hands were
shaking as she began to expose herself to this stranger. His face was
expressionless as she undressed. The jacket went first, followed by the skirt,
then the blouse. After she took off the bra, an evil grin spread over the young
man's face. That grin sent shivers up her spine. She was about to take off the
garter belt when he motioned her to stop. He pulled out a pair of scissors from
the bag and walked over to her. Working quickly, he cut away the panties. This
left her standing there naked except for her garter, stockings, and high heels.

Grabbing her by the nipple, he led her over towards the bag. Once there, he
pulled out a wide black leather collar. He brought it up to her lips.

"Kiss it bitch, this is the symbol of your submission to me!" he said in a
strong stern voice.

Kay leaned over slightly, and kissed the leather. The whole ordeal of being
naked before him, and following his commands was making her very wet, as he
reached up and placed the collar around her neck. He turned her around fast,
and grabbed her hands behind her back. Suddenly, she felt the cold steal of
handcuffs around her wrists, and heard the metallic clicking sound of them
locking into place. She realized with fear that she was now trapped. There was
no turning back from this submission. She was turned back facing him again, and
she saw him smile down at her. He sat her down in an armless chair, and tied
her legs tight to the legs of the chair. Sitting close, in a chair opposite
her, he began to stroke her breasts.

"I am going to ask you some questions cunt, and you will answer them
truthfully," he said in a matter of fact voice, while squeezing a nipple to let
her know he meant business.

"Yes sir," she replied meekly.

"Tell me bitch, what is your deepest fear."

"Well er sometimes I am afraid of a few of my male students."

"Explain, afraid how and of what."

"Sometimes they look at me kind of sexually."

"You are afraid of them taking you?"

"Yes, that's it exactly, see they are all 17 or 18 years old."

"Practically men then. Any ever make a pass?"

"A few, over the years."

"And how does my little cunt react?"

"I turn them down as gently as possible."

"I see, you turn them on with this fucking body, then pull away, such a little
cock teaser you are."

"Er no sir, that's not it at all!"

"Don't lie to me CUNT! I know you too well! You use these tits to get them
hard, then you leave them frustrated. You know what kind of rage you are
building inside them. No wonder you fear them, their frustration and tension
would easily over power you. Think of what they would do to you now if they
were here, with you all tied up for their pleasure!"

His words hit her hard. Everything he was saying was true. She had been teasing
them, and she feared their reprisal. The thought of them with her now had her
shaking. Seeing her reaction made him smile. He had reached a nerve, found her
weakness. Yet he suspected there was more to this, so he decided to probe
further.

"Tell me slut, does not the thought of those strong young bodies excite you?"

"Well er in a way yes, but it would be wrong,"

"Wrong how?"

"They are my students, I would lose my job,"

"That all cunt?"

"Yes er, yes,"

"Don't hold back BITCH, tell me EVERYTHING!"

Kay felt real fear now. She knew she was close to revealing all to this man.
His commanding voice and sensitive touch were breaking down her defenses.
Finally she decided to go with the flow and tell him all.

"They, er, also remind me of my son," she said with resignation in her voice.

"Ah, Mommy got the hots for junior?" he asked, knowing she was his now.

"Yes well he's a handsome young man, 20 years old, tall, muscular, dark haired,
with a mustache that reminds me of his father sometimes."

"Ever seen each other naked?"

"I caught him that way once when he was young. He was, er, playing with
himself."

"Mommy saw his cock did she?" he asked smiling.

"Er, yes I did."

"Mommy liked seeing his cock, didn't she slut?"

"Yes Sir!" she admitted.

He rewarded her admission by stroking her clit along with her tits. The
sensations were almost too much for Kay. His hands worked on her with almost
surgical precision. He had her body racing towards orgasm in no time. Sensing
her need, he suddenly took his hands off her. She strained at her bonds,
wanting to regain contact with his expert hands.

"He ever seen you naked?"

"Not that I know of Sir,"

"In your underwear, or a bathing suit then?"

"I sometimes sunbathe in a white bikini, he may has seen me that way a few
times," she said.

"He got hard seeing his big titted mother that way didn't he slut?"

"Yes Sir, he did," she admitted reluctantly.

"Think he wants ya bitch?"

"Perhaps Sir,"

"And you want him, how cozy," he said sarcastically.

Kay was shaking now. She realized this young man now knew her most intimate
secret. The thought of what he might do with this knowledge scarred her.

"Tell me bitch, where is this son you crave?" he asked, evil dripping from his
voice.

"I, er, don't know," she said cautiously.

"Bullshit, don't lie to me bitch, where is he?" he screamed while pinching her
nipples hard.

"He's at home Sir!" she shouted through the pain.

"Very good slut, I knew you knew," he said, releasing her nipples from his vice
like grip.

"Thank you Sir," she said, very grateful that the pain had stopped.

"Hmmmm, maybe I should call him up, and invite him here. Yes, let him see his
mother for the slut she is," he said grinning.

Mark went over to the bag and pulled out a piece of thick black cloth about 2
inches wide and 18 inches long. He put the cloth over Kay's eyes, and tied it
in place in back. He then stood back and started to take off his clothes. Kay
could only sit there in darkness, wondering what he was doing. Suddenly, she
felt her legs being untied, and her body being lifted up off the chair. He took
her into his arms, and kissed her soundly on the lips. She felt his strong
young body pressing naked against hers. His large cock felt hard as it pressed
against her thigh. Her large tits were flattened against his chest, as she felt
his strength over take her. Her yielding body melted into his as she responded
to his kiss with passion. His hands roamed over her body while he forced his
tongue into her mouth. He broke the kiss and looked at her withering in
passion.

"Mommy wanna fuck?" he whispered into her ear.

"Yessssss!" she moaned softly.

"Tell me slut, what would you do for a fuck right now?"

"Anything!" she admitted.

"Would you give yourself to your son?"

"Yes," she said meekly.

"You'd let him touch you, your tits, ass and cunt?"

"Yessss!"

"And let him fuck you, fuck you in the mouth and cunt?"

"YESSSSSSSSSS!"

"Feel my hands as they touch you slut, they are HIS hands. Feel my cock as it
presses against you, it is HIS cock. Feel my lips as I kiss you, they are HIS
lips."

Kay's mind went into over drive. His words echoed through her as he touched and
kissed her all over. With the blindfold on, she could well imagine this was
John. That it was he who was dominating her. The excitement of the thought had
her shaking all over. Suddenly she felt herself being lifted up. When she was
lowered, her cunt was penetrated by an obviously condom covered cock. The large
cock entered her with ease, as her cunt muscles seemed to practically grasp it.
She instinctively wrapped her legs around him to provide better leverage. Mark
used his strong arms to bring her up and down over his cock, while she began
moving her pelvis to meet his thrusts. He licked and nibbled on her tits as he
fucked the busty submissive roughly. The power and strength of his fucking,
combined with the mental picture of her son, was driving Kay quickly to orgasm.
He grunted loudly as he finally came in her, and that in turn sent her over the
edge too. Holding on tightly to him with her legs as she came, Kay kissed him
hard.

Mark lifted the big titted beauty off his cock. Being careful to hold her, he
helped her into a kneeling position in front of him. He slipped off the condom,
and rubbed his now soft cock on her lips. She took the hint and opened her
mouth to accept it. He put it in and her mouth closed on it as she began
sucking. He ran his hands through her hair as she went to work on his cock with
her talented mouth and tongue.

"Mommy sucks cock real good. Mommy must have sucked a lot of cock in her day.
Mommy wants to suck her son's cock. Guess what Mommy, you are sucking his cock
right now. It's his cock that's in ya mouth Mommy. The one you're tongue is
dancing on. The one you're making hard with that slut mouth of yours. Of course
you've made that cock hard so many other ways, haven't ya, yeah. Showing off
those big tits and that firm round ass in the white bikini. I bet when you
caught him jerking off, he was thinking of you, and how you'd look out of that
bikini. And you did so love getting him hard. It gave you such a feeling of
power. Well Mommy, he's the one with the power now. You are on ya knees
worshipping his cock with your mouth. Just think Mommy, he could rip that
bikini off your hot body, and fuck you any which way but loose. That's what you
really want too, to feel his power over come you. Well it's happening Mommy,
you are his little slut."

His words were having the desire effect on her. The idea of sucking John's
cock, and of being ravaged by him was intoxicating. It made her work all the
harder on the cock that was in her mouth. Mark had moved his hands down to her
tits again, and was playing with her nipples as she sucked on him. She squirmed
at his touch as his cock began to harden in her mouth. Once it was completely
hard, she started moving her head back and forth in an effort to fuck him with
her mouth. He suddenly stopped her movements, and pulled his cock out of her
mouth with a pop.

"No Mommy, you aren't gonna taste his cum just yet. Right now he wants to shut
you up for a while," he said humorously as he placed a ball gag in her mouth.

Kay was then turned around on her knees and bent over the chair, her huge
breasts flattened against the seat. This left her ass exposed to him. His
fingers explored her well-rounded cheeks, sending tingles through her. When she
felt his finger probe her ass, she knew exactly what he had planned. The fact
that she had never had anal sex would mean nothing to him. Being bound and
gagged, she would have to take whatever he gave. He moved his finger around a
bit, to stretch the anal cavity. Then he applied some lubricant to his finger
and repeated the process. Once Mark was sure she was ready, he placed the head
of his cock at the entrance to her anus. Pushing slowly but steadily, he inched
it in her, grabbing her cheeks for leverage. It took several minutes for him to
get it halfway in. The pain for Kay was incredible, but the gag in her mouth
made her cries of pain barely audible. Her ass had never felt so full. It took
Mark a few minutes more to slip his entire length into the busty slut's ass.
Once there, he moved it around a bit to let her get used to it. Kay found the
pain subsiding as her ass stretched to meet his cock. She was breathing heavy
now, and her body was covered with sweat.

When he was sure her ass could take it, Mark began to slowly move his cock in
and out. He fucked her ass very gently at first, in an effort to ease her pain.
He also moved a hand down to her cunt, and began to softly stroke her clit. The
combination of pain and pleasure made the experience seem almost unreal to Kay.

"Mommy's never been fucked in the ass has she huh. Yeah I can tell by how tight
ya are. Almost like Mommy was a virgin again. But we both know Mommy has been
fucked before. Probably been fucked a lot too. Yeah with this hot body, I bet
Mommy had just a hell of a time fucking around. I know ya must have sucked a
lot of cock, so it makes sense that cunt of yours got a good workout in its
time. Of course ya still a hot little bitch aren't ya. A hot little tight assed
bitch. Well Mommy after today that ass won't be so tight will it. Yeah feel
your son's cock as it splits that firm ass of yours. See how he's using you
like some big titted sex toy. You're just an object for his pleasure now cunt,
enjoy your status."

His expert fingers on her clit were driving Kay close to orgasm again. She had
gotten used to the cock in her ass, and his words were forming incredibly sexy
images in her mind. He was fucking her harder now, as his own desire grew. His
fingers danced faster on her clit as he approached his own orgasm. With one
final hard push he came into her ass. Kay for her part surrendered to the
sensations his fingers were giving, and came all over his hand.

He picked her up, and placed her on the bed. He took off the blindfold, and Kay
saw him in all his naked glory for the first time. He did indeed have a
beautiful, young, and strong body. He rolled her over and removed the handcuffs
and the gag. She rolled over to face him, and they both smiled at each other.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

"Just terrific," she said as she stroked his chest.

"Well Busty, I gotta go. I have to be on a plane for Denver by tonight. I do
have a couple of final orders for ya though."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, first, you are not to wear any underwear for the rest of the day.
Second, you will be a lot more friendly and open with your son. I mean I want
you to flash him a little, and be sexual. I want you to make him think of you
as a woman. Third, you will contact me on the BBS tomorrow at noon for further
orders."

"Yes Sir!"

He kissed her sweetly on the lips, then they both got dressed. Mark took the
bra and panties she had worn with him when he left. Kay redid her make up,
brushed out her hair, then left.


Chapter 2... Homeward Bound

During the ride home, Kay had time to reflect on what had transpired during the
last hour. It was beyond a doubt the most exciting sexual experience she had
ever had. The way Mark was able to control her using her own hidden fears and
desires were something Kay had not thought possible. Her current lack of
underwear was proof that his control extended beyond the arena of personal
contact. She could hardly wait to 'see' him again tomorrow.

Kay was grateful to find John still in his room when she entered the house. Her
unsupported tits moved noticeably in the blouse, and she wasn't ready to answer
difficult questions from him now. She also wasn't sure how she would react to
the sight of him, considering how his image had made her cum. As that image
came back to her, she began to get excited again. Feeling a bit naughty, Kay
decided to see if her son were still interested in her. She took off her
jacket, then unbuttoned the top 3 buttons of her blouse. Most of her cleavage,
and her nipples was now exposed. She then knocked on his door, and waited for
it to open.

"Hi John, just wanted you to know I was home," she said as he opened the door.

"Oh yeah, OK thanx Mom," he said while trying not to look at her chest.

"OK Hon, what do you want for supper, or are you having another hot date with
Wendy tonight?"

"Nah, Wendy had to go to her grandmother's this weekend. So I'll be staying
home tonight. Hey, why don't we order pizza?"

"Great idea Hon, you order the pizza while I go take a shower. It's so good to
be home," she said as she gave him a kiss and hugged him tight.

Kay knew she had effected him because she could feel his erection as they
hugged. She smiled to herself as she went upstairs to take her shower. John for
his part was left slightly stunned. His mother had come to him, with her tits
practically hanging out of her blouse, and she acted as if all were well. As
much as the sight had confused him, it had also excited him. She always had a
way of doing that to him. He knew she wasn't doing it on purpose, but she was
doing it none the less. Ever since that time when he was 15 and he had peeked
through the bathroom door and saw her getting out of the shower, he was turned
on by her. Over the years he had been able to control it, after all he did go
out with girls. But there was always a small part of his libido that yearned
for her. Seeing her like that had just reawakened it.

Kay finished her shower quickly, then got dressed. She had decided to wear a
pair of her running shorts with the BC Eagles tee shirt John had gotten her
from school. Without a bra, her nipples were clearly visible through the thin
material that was straining to contain her huge tits. They also jiggled nicely
when she moved. The shorts were tight, and fit her like a second skin. By the
time she had bounded down to the kitchen, the pizza had already arrived.

John couldn't believe his eyes as his mother came into the kitchen. The way her
whole body bounced as she moved was driving him crazy. With her hair up in a
ponytail, she looked a lot like some incredibly well built cheerleader.

"Hi Hon, how's the pizza?" she said cheerily.

"Pretty good, though it's real hot."

"I like it hot kiddo," she said with a smile.

They both sat down to their pizza. They made small talk as they ate. Kay
noticed John as he kept trying to steal glances of her chest. She made a point
of breathing deeply for effect. This teasing was exciting her as much as it was
exciting him. Soon her rock hard nipples were poking through the tee shirt.
Another naughty thought occurred to Kay and she decided to act on it.

"So kiddo, what exactly do you have planned tonight, since Wendy isn't around?"
she asked smiling.

"Well, er, I'm not sure. I think there's a game on the sports channel later, I
might just watch that."

"So ya free until then huh?" she asked mischievously.

"Yeah I guess," he responded.

"Well I'm going to do some work on my computer later, but I'm free until then
too," she announced.

"Er, free for what?" he asked.

"Oh free to talk to my son if he wants. You know John we haven't sat down and
really talked in a long time. I'd like to know what's happening in your life."

"Not much to talk about Mom, school is good, and Wendy and I are OK too, when
she's here," he said with a sigh.

"I understand dear, I was young and in love once too," she said reassuringly.

"Yeah I know. Er Mom, can I ask ya something personal?"

"Sure hon."

"Like what's wrong with you and Dad? I mean you guys looked like you really
loved each other."

"Well we still do John. It's just that lately our jobs have kept us apart more
then we'd like. I hope that answers your question?"

"Yeah it does, I kinda understand. I er well thought it might have been er well
ya know a compatibility thing," he said reluctantly.

"You mean sexual compatibility, oh heavens no dear, that's one place the
marriage is definitely working," she said laughing.

Her laughter made her chest jiggle, and John found it tough to concentrate on
the conversation. He was surprised at her openness. He was more then a little
curious about how open she was willing to be with him.

"Mom, can I ask a hypothetical question?"

"Sure, but I reserve the right not to answer."

"If I were like out with Wendy right now, and say Dad came home unexpectedly
for some reason, would you two, er, be getting reacquainted?"

"If you are asking is it possible we might have sex, the answer is most likely.
It would have to depend on what had been happening in both our lives. Your
father could be tired or I could have had a bad day. Oh eventually we'd 'get
together', but it would have to be when we're both in the proper mood."

"I understand. I just wanted to know if you even think of him well ya know, in
that way anymore."

"Well dear, the last time I saw him he was still a very attractive man, and you
know how well he keeps himself in shape. I can see myself surrendering to your
father's charms very easily dear," she said with a knowing smile.

"Dad is sure lucky to have you," he said honestly.

"I am very lucky he has me too dear," she said giggling.

John watched her chest jiggle again as they both laughed at her joke. Obviously
she had no problem talking to him about sex tonight. John decided it was time
to push the limit here just a bit. Considering how she was acting tonight, she
could hardly complain if his questions became more direct.

"Does er Dad 'have' you a lot?" he asked, gauging her reaction.

"Your father and I have a very active sex life together, yes," she responded,
finding his frankness both surprising and exciting.

"Yeah, I kinda figured that. I mean it's kinda obvious you two are into each
other physically. You guys are always kissing and hugging and stuff in front of
me."

"Yes well we both believe it is important that you know that love is a positive
thing, so we never hide our affection for each other from you. We both hope it
will help you in opening up to others."

"Yeah it does kinda do that. I mean it did teach me that touching between
people who love and care for each other is a healthy thing."

"Good, then we succeeded completely," she said with a smile.

"I got another personal question."

"OK Hon, go ahead."

"When Dad isn't around, well er what do you do for well ya know relief?"

"Pretty much the same thing you do in between dates with Wendy, hon," she said
winking.

John had not expected such a playful response. She seemed to almost be daring
him to become bolder with his questions. He knew that when this conversation
was over, he owed himself a good long jerkoff. In the mean time, he was going
to find out as much as he could about the woman he called Mom.

"What er size are you?"

"Size dear?"

"Yeah you know, er up there," he said pointing at her chest. "Oh I see, well
I'm a 40 D cup hon," she said as she proudly thrust out her chest.

"SHIT! Er, I'm sorry, it's just that I never knew anyone that, er, big before,"

"No problem John, I've had this body for quite a while. I've seen that reaction
before silly," she said, genuinely amused.

"Yeah, I guess ya have. Dad musta gone nuts over them."

"Yes, your father is a bit of a breast man," she admitted.

"I er never saw a pair that big before," he said searching for the words.

"You still haven't kiddo," she said teasingly.

"Yeah, er, sorry."

"No problem John, I understand your curiosity,"she said reassuringly.

"Thanks Mom, you're the greatest," he said sincerely.

"You are welcome dear. I don't want you to ever be afraid to talk to me about
anything John. I am here for you when you need me."

"Mom, er is it all right to talk to you about my, er, sex life, I mean could
you, er, handle that?"

"Yes John, I can handle it. If you are having a problem, I'd like to know."

"Well OK here goes. See Wendy and I have, er, well ya know been playing around
for a while, and it's been great. Lately though, I kinda wanted to try
something with her, but I'm not sure she'd like it. I'm kinda afraid to bring
it up, she might think it's too weird."

"Well Hon, whatever it is, I suggest you be completely open about it, and
simply ask her opinion on the subject. You know say something like 'what do you
think of... ' and see how she reacts. If she likes it, then you can try it, if
not, well you know and won't bring it up again."

"Yeah that might work, thanks Mom, and thanks for not asking what I wanted to
try," he said with a smile.

"You're welcome on both counts kiddo," she said smiling back at him.

"Aren't ya just a little curious though?" he teased.

"Of course dear, but I don't want to invade your privacy," she answered
grinning.

"Wanna trade secrets?" he asked suddenly.

"Secrets?"

"Yeah, I'll tell ya what it is I wanna try with Wendy, if you tell me something
REAL personal about you."

Kay thought about this for a moment. So far she was simply following the orders
Mark had given her. She was being open and friendly towards John in a sexual
way. John in turn was opening up to her. Their mutual curiosity about each
other was growing by the minute.

"OK kiddo, but you first," she said finally.

"Er OK. I kinda wanted to try some bondage and discipline stuff with her. You
know, tie her up, tease her a bit, that kind of thing."

Kay could hardly believe his answer. The boy she had fantasized about this
afternoon, had the same sexual interest as she did. She desperately wanted to
tell him this. Yet she knew she couldn't, at least not without consulting Mark.

"I see," she said, trying to sound noncommittal.

"You think that's weird?"

"A bit kinky perhaps, but certainly not weird."

"Good,, er, now it's your turn," he reminded her.

"I have sometimes fantasized about being a nude model," she admitted.

"Really?" he asked in disbelief.

"Yes, whenever I pass by a news stand and see 'those' magazines, I sometimes
wonder to myself what it'd be like to pose in them. I know it's silly, given my
age, but it still crosses my mind."

"It's not silly Mom, you still look terrific. I bet with your body, you'd make
a great GENT model."

"GENT?"

"Yeah it's, er, a magazine that kinda specializes in busty women," he said
blushing.

"I see, is that what you normally read?" she asked, amused at his
embarrassment.

"Er, sometimes, yeah."

"No need to be embarrassed dear, you're a healthy young man with all the
'appetites' that go with being 20 and male."

"Thanx,, er, like I said though, you'd be just great in GENT."

"Well thank you dear, I appreciate knowing I may still have it. At my age,
compliments are always welcome, especially from handsome young men," she said
smiling.

"You're welcome 'sexy'," he replied jokingly.

"Be careful young man, you aren't too old to be spanked ya know," she joked
back.

"Yeah, go ahead and try it," he dared.

On impulse Kay got off her chair and approached the boy. She playfully started
wrestling with him in an effort to expose his rear so she could spank him. She
found however that John was considerably stronger then she was, and soon the
boy had her over his knees. She struggled to get up, but the lad had her pinned
in place. She could feel his hard throbbing cock against her stomach. He
swatted her shorts covered ass a few times in victory, then let her up. The
brief contact between mother and son had excited them both.

"Still think I'm not too old to be spanked?" he teased.

"Ah ya got lucky kiddo," she said as she rubbed her wonderfully sore ass.

"What I got was bigger and stronger then you," he said grinning.

"I gotta admit, you have grown up to be big and strong, just like your father,"
she said with unmistakable admiration in her voice.

"That mean I get to do what I want around here?" he asked in jest.

"No, that means I have to call your Dad the next time I need to discipline
you," she joked.

"Oh yeah, forgot about him," he said smiling.

"Well see to it that you don't big boy," she said smiling back.

"Yeah that's me, 'Big Boy'," he said standing up and striking a body builder
like pose.

"More like 'Big Mouth' silly," Kay giggled.

"Yeah, ya lucky I'm not a cop, otherwise I'd run ya in for that statement," he
said in mock anger.

"Ya can't arrest me, you aren't wearing a badge officer," she said, going along
with his joke.

"Badges, we don't need no stinking badges," he said in a heavy spanish accent.

"Maybe so, but you will need handcuffs, and I don't see any on you," she said
triumphantly.

John stood there for a moment, then ran out of the room. When he came back, he
was holding a pair of what looked like police issue handcuffs. He dangled them
in front of her, while he waited for her response.

"Where on earth did you get those?" she asked.

"I got these to, er, try out with Wendy," he said grinning.

"I see,"

"Now can I arrest ya?" he said, getting back to their banter.

"You can try officer," she said as she thought back to this afternoon in the
motel.

Kay ran out of the kitchen and John followed closely after her. He cornered her
in the living room, and they wrestled to the floor. Once there, John's superior
size and strength had Kay pinned face down on the carpet. He cuffed her hands
behind her back then rolled her over on her back, and straddled her waist. He
smiled down at her victoriously.

"Does the prisoner have anything to say for herself?" he asked mockingly.

"Yes, who do I see about getting released," she responded, smiling back at him.

"You have to pay the bail before I can let ya go," he said mischievously.

"OK officer, what's the bail?" she asked.

"You have to be my servant for the rest of the night," he said with an evil
grin.

"Servant in what way?" she asked, now very excited.

"Get me stuff, rub my feet, that kinda thing. Oh and if you try to Welsh, I'll
just recuff ya and invite some of my friends over."

Kay was very impressed with the boy. He had figured out a way to have power
over her, to control her a bit. Looking up at him, she wanted nothing more then
to be his tonight.

"OK officer, I agree completely," she said with enthusiasm.

"Very well, the prisoner is here by released," he said in a mock serious tone
as he uncuffed her.

"Thank you Sir," she said as she got up off the floor.

"OK the first thing you have to do is change into uniform. I want you to go put
on the white bikini, high heels, and that cameo neckband thing Dad got you for
your birthday last year. I want you in those things and back down here in 5
minutes, so go NOW!" he said forcefully.

Kay ran out of the room and into her bedroom. She couldn't believe how quickly
he had taken control. He was obviously born to command. She stripped out of the
tee shirt and shorts, and put on the outfit. Looking at herself in the mirror
she saw a very sexy, and submissive older woman. The cameo suggested a collar,
which added to her submissive appearance. She ran back into the living room as
fast as the high heels would take her. John was waiting for her on the couch,
with his feet up on the coffee table. His eyes traveled down her body slowly,
as he carefully inspected her. He noticed her nipples were hard as they poked
through the top. This told him she was enjoying this as much as he was.

"Get me a beer," he said in a commanding voice.

"Yes Sir!" she said as she ran out of the room.

John shook his head in disbelief as she bounced out of the room. He knew this
was crazy, that it shouldn't be happening. It was happening though, his sexy
mother was actually following his commands. She seemed to enjoy it too. He
wasn't sure where all this was leading, though he was sure it wasn't headed
towards actual sex. Oh he might manage to cop a feel or two, and maybe he might
even get a peek at that body. In any case, he knew this would be an interesting
evening.

Kay came back into the room and walked over to the couch. She bent real low as
she handed him the beer, so he could see almost all of her tits. John took the
can from her, and shook it up real hard. He then pointed the can at her chest
and pulled open the tab. Beer spray covered her top and soaked into the
material. Her nipples were now clearly visible through the wet top. Kay made no
attempt to cover herself.

"Ah great beer," he said as he took a long sip of it.

"Yes Sir," she responded while smiling.

"I want you to sit at my feet," he said while brushing her nipples through the
top with the back of his hand.

"Yes Sir, at your feet," she replied, as she knelt before him.

John turned on the TV, and sat back to watch the game. He couldn't help
caressing her cheek as he watched. She looked so natural sitting there, like
she was meant to serve. She responded well to his caresses, almost reveling in
his touch. John moved his hand down to her neck, and again she met the sign of
affection positively. He was reminded of a cat as he watched her movements. She
was practically purring at his touch. He moved his hand down further still, to
the tops of her huge breasts. They felt silky smooth, and still somewhat firm.
She straightened her back a bit, forcing her breasts to meet his hand. He slid
his fingers under the wet bikini top, and felt her erect nipple. A slight moan
came from her as his fingers made contact with the nipple. On a whim, he slid
the cups off her tits, and exposed her chest to his view. His hand attacked
each breast now, massaging and caressing each until they were both very hard.
All through this ordeal, Kay was squirming to his touch, wanting him to take
her completely.

John knew now that she had no limits tonight. His mother was for what ever
reason, surrendering to him. Their mutual lust had it seemed, over come the
social taboo against incest. They were now no longer mother and son. They had
become for the time being, just a man and a woman brought together by passion.
John understood that this situation was purely temporary. By morning, they
would again be parent and child. He was determined to make the most though of
the time they had.

"Do you want me?" he asked directly.

"Yesssssss," she managed to say.

"How do you want me?"

"Any way you wish Sir," she said excitedly.

"Then you are my little prisoner again," he said with an evil grin that made
Kay melt.

John picked the cuffs off of the table, and cuffed Kay's hands in front of her.
He then picked her up, and carried her to her room. He gently placed her on his
bed, then removed her bikini. Cuffing her hands around the headboard of the
bed, he looked down at her to admire the view. Seen in it's full uncovered
glory, it was nothing less then magnificent. John let his hands explore every
curve of it, while Kay could only squirm. From her beautiful face, to her huge
well-formed breasts, to her flat stomach, to her flaring hips and soft down
covered slit, she was an awe-inspiring sight to behold. She was a true vision
of perfect mature womanhood. He took 2 bras from her dresser draw, and used
then to secure her legs to the bedposts. He stepped back to admire his handy
work for a Moment, then kissed her hard on the lips. She responded to his kiss
with equal passion and when the kiss was broken, they were both smiling.

"How does my little prisoner feel now?" he asked teasingly.

"Wonderful Sir," she said in a low moan of passion.

"Good, I want this to be just perfect for you," he said as he slipped a finger
into her slit.

Kay strained at her bonds as he found her clit. With more skill then she
thought a boy of his age would have, his finger was bringing her close to the
edge. He pulled it out suddenly and she thrust her hips up in an attempt to
regain contact. He smiled at her attempt, as he brought the finger to her
mouth. She took the finger in her mouth, and started sucking on it as if it
were a little cock. John pulled the finger out of her mouth, and gave the
nearest nipple a gentle squeeze.

"I'll be right back, gotta get a couple of things, so don't go away," he said
smiling as he left the room.

As Kay lay there in silence, she reflected on the situation. The boy was very
good at taking command, but the tone of that command was different from Mark's.
Mark's use of pain made him much more dangerous, and also more exciting. Kay
knew that her status as John's mother would at least for now prevent him from
seriously using pain as a tool to dominate. She also knew that when this was
over, the boy was going to have to be reassured that all was well. Still, he
was in command right now, and she was his completely. For the time being at
least, she was not his mother. She was simply the mature busty submissive he
was playing with.

"Ah still here I see," he joked as he came back into the room carrying a paper
bag.

"Well you did order me to stay," she said joking back.

"Glad to see ya still have a sense of humor, you're gonna need it," he said
grinning.

Those words sent tingles through Kay. It meant she may have underestimated this
young man. Perhaps there was a little anger or resentment brewing inside him
that had now found an outlet. Whatever the case, she was completely at his
mercy. From the bag, he pulled out a jar of Vicks Vapor Rub. Taking a little on
his finger, he quickly dabbed it on her clit and nipples. The sensation was
incredible, as Kay's most sensitive spots burned icy hot. She squirmed and
strained at her bonds as the rub worked its magic. He smiled down at her
movements as he took off his clothes. His hard cock stood straight out, and Kay
noticed it had a small freckle like mole on the tip. His father had that same
kind of thing on the tip of his too, and it amazed Kay how much alike they
were. With a wet face cloth he also got from the bag, he wiped the rub off. Kay
gave a sigh of relief as the burning sensation stopped.

"You OK?" he asked.

"Er, yes dear, just fine," she responded dreamily.

Her response encouraged him. It told him he was on the right track, that she
wanted a little suffering to go along with the pleasure. He next took out a
dirty pair of panties he found in the hamper. Rolling them into a ball, he put
them in her mouth. He tied the panties in place with an old jockstrap.

"This is so ya won't scream. See I did a little research on this stuff so I'd
know what I was doing with Wendy. It turns out that submissives tend to like
some pain, and I'm guessing it turns you on too. Don't worry though, I won't
really hurt ya that much, but you will feel pain. Remember though, I am giving
you what you really want,"

As his words washed over her, she suddenly had a feeling of deja vu'. He was
sounding a lot like Mark had this afternoon, but this time it was better. This
time it was her son who was doing it. She was brought out of thought by a
sudden pain on her nipples. She looked down and found he had put a clothespin
on each. She then watched helplessly as he tied her tits tightly together with
thin cord. She then saw him take a chicken drumstick out of the bag. It had
been left over from supper a few nights ago. He placed the drumstick at the
entrance to her slit and pushed it in. It was still cold from the fridge, and
the chill startled her. He worked the stick in and out in a slow steady rhythm.
As he moved it in and out of her, he started twirling it around. The
combination of movements was bringing Kay quickly to orgasm. Just as she was
about to surrender to her oncoming climax, he pulled the drumstick out of her.
He slid the stick between her tightly tied tits, lubricating her cleavage with
a combination of chicken grease and her own juices. He then untied the gag, and
pulled the panties out of her mouth.

"I want you to suck on this drumstick like it was a cock. If it falls out of
your mouth, I will make you pay!" he told her as he placed it in her mouth.

He then placed a clothespin on her clit. The sudden pain was so intense, Kay
jerked hard in an attempt to get free. Ignoring her pain, John straddled her
chest, and slid his cock between her tits. Mashing her tits together tightly,
he began to fuck her cleavage. As she lay there sucking on the drumstick, Kay
was struck with the feeling of being totally used. The pain coming from her
clit brought home the total helplessness of her situation. It was also as
exciting as it was painful. In fact she found the experience delicious. She
also felt a strange sense of pride, for the handsome young man using her so
completely was her son. He was fucking her tits with such ferocity, that it was
obvious to Kay he had fantasized about doing this many times before. He
suddenly froze and came hard all over her chest and face. He took the drumstick
out of her mouth and used it to wipe the cum off of her.

"Eat it!" he demanded, bringing the drumstick back up to her mouth.

Kay dug into the drumstick quickly, as he held it up for her. He smiled down at
her as she finished off the stick in record time. Then he leaned down and
kissed her. He removed the pins from her nipples and clit, and untied her
breasts. For a Moment Kay feared he might be done, but John reached into the
bag and pulled out a can of whipcream and a strawberry.

"Now that you've had your dinner, are you ready for dessert?" he quipped.

"MMMMMMMMMMM Yes Sir," she responded in the sexiest voice she could manage.

John covered her legs, thighs, stomach, and breasts with the whipcream. He then
placed the large strawberry deep inside her cunt. Then starting at her legs, he
very slowly licked his way up her body. When he reached her thighs, he teased
her clit with a few licks. Working up to her stomach, he couldn't resist
dipping his tongue into her belly button, which brought a giggle from her. He
took his time with her breasts, starting at the base of each and working his
way towards the nipples. By the time he had finished consuming the whipcream,
Kay was tingling all over. That was when he reached into her cunt and pulled
out the strawberry. He held it up to her mouth, and she ate it in one bite. She
noticed he was hard again, and he smiled when he saw her looking at his cock
with hungry eyes.

"You want some of this?" he asked.

"Yes Sir!" she shouted.

"Beg for it," he said matter of factly.

"Please may I have your cock?" she asked.

"I said beg, that was hardly begging."

"Please may I have your cock in my cunt?!" she said louder.

"Not slutty enough," he responded grinning.

"Please will you fuck my cunt with your big beautiful cock, Master?!" she
finally pleaded.

"Ah, much better. Yes you may have my cock slut," he said kissing her hard on
the mouth.

"Thank you Sir!" she said gratefully.

John walked over to the bag and took out a condom. Putting it on he went back
over to the bed. He untied her legs, and got on the bed. Hooking her legs on
his shoulders he slid into her easily. He then began a pumping into her fast
and hard. As he moved in and out, he also began rotating his hips. This caused
his cock to make contact with both Kay's clit and G spot. Kay could feel her
orgasm building quickly under this onslaught. Suddenly, the orgasm that had
been building all night, hit her hard. She cried out in passion and her cunt
muscles convulsed and contracted over John's cock. The stimulation was too much
for him too, and he came right after she did. He collapsed on top of her and
held her in his arms.

They lay like that for a few moments. Then John rolled on his side, and looked
at her carefully. It was then that he noticed the look in her eyes. It was not
the look of a woman in post-sexual bliss. It was the look of a mother waiting
patiently for her son. He knew then that the game was over, that his mother had
returned. He reached up, uncuffed her hands, and got up off the bed. Kay saw
the confused look in his eyes and knew it was time to get maternal again.

"It's OK John, what we just did is OK," she said softly.

"Really, er, I mean ya not mad or anything?" he asked desperately.

"Yes really. We are both adults dear. What happened was something we both
wanted to happen. We followed a momentary impulse, and gave each other physical
pleasure. There is no reason this should change things between us John, I am
still your mother. You knew when it was over, and stopped when you did. You are
a good boy John, I do not want you to feel guilty about this, understand?"

"Yeah I think I do. Er, are you OK about all the stuff I did?"

"Yes dear, everything you did fit the context of what we were doing. I can't be
mad at you for behaving exactly how I wanted you to behave. As long as we keep
what happened just between us, I don't see a problem," she said reassuringly.

"Thanks Mom, you are terrific," he said truthfully.

"You are welcome dear, now why don't you run along and let me get some sleep.
It's been a long night," she said with a smile.

"OK goodnight Mom," he said, kissing her on the cheek.

"Goodnight John," she said as he left the room.

Once she was sure he had gone downstairs, she went over to her computer.
Logging onto the BBS, she left Mark an email detailing the night's adventure.
She then logged off the system, turned off lights, and went to sleep.

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