I could not believe what I was hearing. My own son was talking about having sex with me! I was so shocked, I couldn’t even formulate a reply, I just stared at him, tears running down my face as I tried to comprehend the situation.
“I can see you are thinking about it Mom and I know you are a bit shocked at this sudden turn of events, but look at it like this: I know what you want what you need. I have a “manual” that describes in great detail what you have been missing in your life. And I want to show you that the man you have been looking for for so long has been right under your nose the whole time.
I am tired of seeing you date one loser after another Mom, never finding what you are looking for. Or if you do, he isn’t willing to stick around long enough for you to enjoy it. I love you, mother. I have always loved you and I always will.
I love you so much that I want you to be mine, to belong to me and I will be an even better Master than my father was. I will not tell you to leave if you get pregnant. I don’t want you to ever leave me pet,” he said calmly.
His voice had lost the forceful aggressive tone; he was looking at me with love as well as desire in his eyes. I was stunned at what he was saying, mostly because it was all true and actually made sense. All this time, all those other men, I was actually looking for someone just like David and who could be more like him than his son.
“You want me to have your baby, David?” I asked. I wasn’t sure I heard him right.
“Well I’m not saying we should try to make a baby together, but if it happens, it happens. And I won’t run away like my father did if it does. But for now, I just want you. Are you ready to kneel in front of me and submit to your new Master?” he said with just a little touch of impatience in his voice.
My mind was racing, I knew that what he was proposing was morally wrong. I was his mother and he wanted to be my Master and my lover? But I was also so very excited about submitting to him and accepting my son as my Master.
I knew my life was about to change forever. If I said no I wasn’t sure he would actually go through with the idea of taking what he wanted from me, but I did know my refusal would crush him terribly. But what if I did submit to him…?
The thing is, I really did miss being a sub and having a Master to love and obey. I wanted to belong to someone. I never felt as happy as I did when I was David’ pet. I wanted to have that feeling back and I loved David more than any man I’d ever known.
So I made my decision, if my son wanted me, then I would be his. I didn’t even answer his question with words. I simply wiped my tears away with my hand and knelt down in front of him, looking down at the floor as a show of respect as I had been taught all those years ago.
I didn’t see his face, but my action caused a huge smile, a smile of conquest, love, and desire all at once.
“Yes. That’s my good girl,” he said, smiling down at me. My submission had given him even more self-assurance. “Look at me pet,” he said, confident as he lifted up my face with his strong hands.
His voice and actions weren’t giving away the fact that he was as scared and nervous as I was. He knew by my writings that I would respond to a strong confident man, and he wanted to be that man for me So he kept telling himself to be cool and don’t fuck this up.
He had spent many long hours reading my journal and knew what to do and he had wanted me sexually for years. He didn’t want to blow this opportunity by showing weakness, but at the same time he loved me and wanted to show it.
I looked up into his eyes as he held my face. I was trembling.
“There’s no need to be scared of me, pet… I will never hurt you. I will protect you, take care of you, and give you what you need from now on,” he said, reassuringly. His hand caressed my face and gently pushed my hair back off my face as he spoke to me.
I smiled weakly at him. He had won; my will was broken. I resigned myself that this is how my life was now going to be and that very soon, my son would be fucking me and I would not only let him, but I would enjoy it.
“Do you love me, pet?” he asked me as he looked down at me into my eyes.
“Yes, Master. I love you,” I replied honestly.
“Will you do all I ask of you now that you belong to me, pet?”
The words were coming out of David’s mouth, but these were the exact same words his father had once said to me. The words from my journal, from my past… from my former Master.
“Yes, Master. I will obey you,” I said, still nervous, but calmer now.
I looked up at my son and new Master. I saw him now in a different light. I still loved him as I always had, of course, but now he was my Master and I would do all I could to please him. I smiled at him now, I was still a little nervous but I was happy to be once again owned by a man I truly loved.
David leaned down and kissed my mouth, holding my face in his hands still as his lips pressed against mine and we kissed as lovers.
I felt his tongue inside my mouth, exploring mine. I could feel his desire in his kiss and I kissed him back. I could feel my temperature rising, a fire of passion cascading through me. My brain told me this was wrong, but my body disagreed.
He released me and smiled at me. With each conquest, his confidence grew. He reached down and unzipped his fly, letting his jeans fall to his ankles. I watched silently as he then took my hands and placed them on either side of his boxers.
“Undress me now. Like you used to do,” he commanded in a gentle tone.
I could already see he was very aroused. I did as I was told and pulled down his boxers and he stepped out of his clothes, pulling his t-shirt off as well.
My eyes widened as I stared upon the hard cock of my naked son, he was big, as big as his father. It was throbbing and oozing pre-cum, the smell of his sex excited me. I gasped at the sight of his beautiful cock. I had adored his fathers and he would know that from my journal.
“Oh, does my pet like what she sees?” he asked cheekily.
I smiled up at him, “Oh yes, Master.” I licked my lips hungrily.
It had been a while since I had sex with anyone but myself and years since I had Dom/sub sex and I was aching for it.
Suddenly he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.
“Open wide my sexy lil slut….I have a present for you pet,” he groaned as he pushed his huge cock into my mouth.
It was big and delicious as I tasted his pre-cum on my tongue. I was experienced in oral sex and although he was big, I could handle it, but I acted like I was struggling on it. I did that because I wanted to feed his ego and because I liked feeling like I was being forced.
All his many masturbation sessions, he had fantasized about his mother giving him a blow job and now that it was really happening, it was so intense he was struggling to hold back from cumming instantly.
He was also struggling to keep control of his domination of me, almost forgetting he was now my Master. Looking down, watching his cock going in and out of his mothers’ mouth as he held my hair tightly. That and with my experienced cock sucking was just too much.
“Ohhhhh yesss, Mommy. Suck me Mommy, ohhhhh,” he moaned. A momentary lapse in his new persona as he released a big load of his warm sticky cum into my hungry eager mouth.
So much cum. I gagged on it at first, trying to swallow as much as I could. But he just kept going, spurt after spurt. It was running down my chin as I struggled to swallow it all quick enough. He still held my head by my hair and as his orgasm subsided he regained control of his position as my Master. He released his grip on my hair and stroked it lovingly.
“Good girl,” he said, smiling down at me.
He was enjoying seeing his cum on me as I licked my lips trying to lick it all up. Using his fingers he wiped up some from my neck that had dribbled down.
“You missed some pet,” he grinned at me.
Then he held out his two fingers with a big blob of his cum on them. I obediently responded to his unspoken command and sucked on his fingers, sucking and licking them clean. Then I went to the other fingers that didn’t actually have any cum on them but I lovingly sucked on each one while looking up at my new Master adoringly.
“Thank you, Master. You taste delicious son… oh, I mean… oh, I’m sorry Sir,” I stammered, hoping he wouldn’t get mad at me.
“It’s okay pet. It will take some time for us to get used to our new relationship, I’m sure. And there will be times when you can still call me son or David if you want. Just as long as you remember that you belong to me now,” he smiled down at me, then leaned down and kissed me again, tasting his own cum on my tongue.
As he pulled away from our kiss, he reached out his hand to mine.
“Stand up now pet, I want to hold you,” he asked lovingly.
I stood up and he put his arms around me, hugging me close to him, kissing my neck and nibbling on it. It felt so good to be in his strong arms, I felt like I belong there, belonged to him.
“I hope that you enjoyed that as much as I did pet,” he spoke softly into my ear.
“Oh yes, Sir. I loved it, Master… especially when you called me Mommy,” I giggled, blushing a little.
“Oh, you liked that, did you? My naughty slutty little Mommy!” he said, wickedly. “Let me see just how much you liked it, pet.” His hand reached down between my legs, feeling my wetness and making me moan.
“Mmmm, oh yes, my whore mother must have liked it because you are so wet.” his wicked tone and name calling were driving me crazy.
Suddenly he grabbed me by arms and roughly pushed me backward onto the bed, his cock already starting to get hard again as he spread open my legs to expose my shaved pussy for his inspection. I was no longer fighting. I loved it, his eyes and hands on me, helping himself to what was now his property… my body.
“Mmm, look what we have here,” he said cheekily, “Some nice Mommy pussy for me to play with.” He rubbed my clit and roughly groped me.
Then he pushed two fingers up inside me making me bite my lower lip and moan. Hard and fast he fingered me, my juices coating his fingers. Then three up me, thrusting in and out hard. I knew I would cum soon. Then he started talking dirty to me as he finger-fucked me and it pushed me over the edge.
“You are my dirty slut whore. This cunt now belongs to me and I’m going to fuck it and use it, however, and whenever I want,” he said with lust.
“Cum now slut!” his voice getting back that aggression it had before. It was all too much for me.
“Ohhhh fuck! Yesss… Ohhhh Maasterr,” I moaned. My whole body shook as I came all over my son’s hand.
He had a smirk of a smile, a look of conquest in knowing he had made his mother cum on demand. Then as my orgasm was subsiding and I was panting, trying to catch my breath, he got between my legs and started licking and sucking at my pussy, slurping up all my juices. Oh God, it felt so good. I felt his tongue pushing deep inside my hole like he was searching out for more cum; hungrily he licked and sucked making sounds of pleasure as he feasted on me.
I was moaning again in pleasure, but then he stopped.
“I want more cum slut. Cum again for me,” he ordered as he lightly slapped my wet pussy as if he was waiting for cum to just ooze out.
‘Smack!’ a little harder this time, stinging just a little on the wet skin of my pussy and making me gasp.
“Cum now, I said!” he demanded. Then he slapped it hard and yelled at me, “You will cum when I fucking tell you to whore!”
It hurt and my pussy must have looked a little red but it was working, I was moaning in pleasure and writhing on the bed, my whole body felt like it was on fire. Then a succession of hard, fast slaps on my stinging pussy.
“Cum slut! Cum, you fucking whore!” he screamed at me, and I gushed a fountain of cum out for my Master.
“Ohhhhh fuck!” I moaned loudly as I came hard, my pussy still stinging from his hand as he dived in for seconds, sucking and slurping up all my juices.
“Mmm, that’s my good girl,” he smiled at me as he looked up from feasting on me.
He moved up my body, lying on top of me. Pressed his lips to mine and kissed me hard. I loved tasting my cum on his tongue and I sucked on it eagerly. He pulled back and looked down at me, supporting most of his weight with his strong arms.
“I think you are ready for me now subbie,” he grinned at me, knowing he had won.
I was his willing sub and I wanted him so bad, he could see it in my eyes.
“Yes. Oh yes, Master… please take me. I’m all yours Master. Please, I want you inside me so much,” I begged, “I love you, David.”
I thought he was going to just shove his hard cock into me right then and there, fucking me hard like I wanted so badly. I was aching for it. But I wasn’t going to get it, not quite yet.
He rubbed the tip of his hard, fat cock up and down my soaking slit, teasing me, enjoying watching me push up my hips to try and get his cock inside me. But he just teased me more and grinned at me. Then he kissed me again and bit my neck, hard… my son was giving me a love bite, and marking me as his.
Then instead of entering me, he got off me, playfully slapping my pussy as he got off the bed.
“You have to wait a bit longer, pet. I need to get some things first,” he said, with a wicked grin.
He reached under my bed and pulled out my suitcase. The suitcase that had all my Dom/sub things in it, the one that he had earlier broken into. He knew everything that was in there, and now he was going to use my things on me! I could feel my pussy getting even wetter as I realized that my long-neglected toys would be used on me once more. I was a submissive again!
“Put your arms up over your head slut,” he said, grinning at me.
I obeyed instantly. There was no point in trying to fight it now, especially since I was so turned on by being dominated. He cuffed my wrists to my headboard. Then he got my nipple clamps, which I hadn’t used it ages, and clamped them onto my nipples, causing me to gasp in pain. I wasn’t used to them like I had been before, years ago.
But like a good subbie, I didn’t complain. I adjusted to the clamp’s pressure and seeing my son’s expression of wickedness and lust was really exciting me. He looked down at me, his mother and now his submissive, naked and handcuffed to the bed.
“Hmm, what else?” he said to himself but out loud, searching through my box of goodies.
Then with a wicked grin, he pulled out my old leather collar and attached to it was a chain. His father had given the collar to me when I first became his sub and I had kept it all this time to remember the games we used to play. It was inscribed with ‘property of Master David’. My son smiled when he read it.
“I guess it’s a good thing you named me after my father isn’t it?” he said as he put the collar on me like he was claiming his prize.
He grinned looking at me as he put the final touches on his new possession, then he ran his hands all over me.
“Mmm, all mine now,” he said, then climbed back on top of me.
Without any more teasing, he shoved his young hard cock into me in one hard thrust.
I gasped in delight, feeling him inside of me for the first time since I gave birth to him.
He pounded into me hard and I loved every thrust. Again and again, he fucked me relentlessly, making me moan loudly, the pain from…
