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"So a suit it is. I guess." He said not so convinced

Sara didn't have this problem, from the moment she left the mall she knew exactly what she was wearing. It was all laid out on the bed, first the pantyhose; she bunched them up and slid them over each foot then all the way up. Pinching and pulling so they were smooth over her legs and running a hand or two over them to make sure they are soft to the touch. Next is her lacy shelf lift bra, it did a fantastic job of pulling the girls together to provide great cleavage. Third was the black cocktail dress that had a slight V Neck and showed off the cleavage that the bra provide quite well. Looking in the mirror Sara thought the outfit was almost perfect, so she topped it off with the strappy sandals she had and looked herself over once more.

"Perfect!"

Eric was standing in the hallway when Sara stepped out of their room, and had he been a cartoon his mouth would have fell to the floor, broke through it and crashed with a thud in the basement.

"wow...umm...you, you look...I mean you always look...but now you're even..." Eric continued to stamer like this for some time.

"I take it you like what you see?"

"Oh yes, yes yes yes!" He said as he approached her

He wrapped his arms low around her waist and pulled her close, taking in her smell. She could feel the bulge in his pants grow with each second they spent in their embrace. Sara threw her arms around his neck and as he looked down he could see that her bra didn't cover all of her breasts and his dick lurched in response.

"Lets go before you tear those pants in half." She laughed as she tossed her son the car keys.

Like a gentleman Eric let his mom go first, maybe not so much because he was a gentlemen, but because he wanted to watch Sara's ass in her outfit. Her legs didn't go unnoticed either as they seemed to shimmer in her pantyhose, and he could hear them swish as she walked. The sound of her heels against the hardwood floor was like an erotic symphony to him, each step seemed to fill him with equal parts hornyness and joy.

In the car all Eric could focus on was how the hemline of his mothers dress seemed to travel further and further north with each passing minute. It was already short to begin with but now she was dangerously close to exposing herself to him, not that it would be a problem. Sara noticed him noticing her, and of course she loved it, but she would much rather they get to the jazz place in one piece.

"Mind the road baby." She gently remarked. Eric's eyes refocused on the road.

Noticing that he wanted to run his eyes up and down her, she took his right hand placed it on her thigh and crossed her right leg over it. Using his free thumb he gently rubbed her thigh, and every so often giving it a firm squeeze. He loved the feeling of her pantyhose, he knew from just the touch of them they were different; they were softer, smoother, silkier. Sara noticed an uncontrollable smile on his face, knowing that he had this much pleasure from just touching her legs he would explode from what she planned to do to him later on tonight.

The jazz place was about twenty minutes from where they lived, not far enough away that they could behave like a couple, but there was a good chance that no one they knew would be there. Even still they made sure to take every precaution they could; not holding hands or kissing, and keeping to the mother son role while in direct eye or ear shot of anyone.

While seated at their table they made sure to sit close enough together, but not so close as to arouse suspicions. As the band began to play they both got lost in what a great performance of 'Take Five' they were doing. The waitress came over to take their order, they both had something simple off the menu.

Sara could feel a hand on her knee, caressing both her and her pantyhose. She moved her legs apart so he could have complete access to her body, or at least the parts that were covered by the tablecloth. Eric continued to work his way up her legs, not aiming for a particular spot, but enjoying the sensation of his mother's legs encased in nylon. As the waitress brought the food Eric did not relent his grip on his mother's leg, but when he saw the burger he ordered he suddenly remembered he hadn't eaten anything today and dove into it with both hands. Sara noticed this, but wasn't offended because she was equally as hungry.

After the food was taken away they got as close to cuddling as they could for a mother and son. Eric began the assault on his mother's legs again, but quickly moving up to her pussy. He turned to her, when he realized that she wasn't wearing any panties, with a look of shock and arousal. Sara decided it was her turn to do the teasing, so she trapped his hand on her cunt by crossing her legs. Next she slowly ran her hand up his leg to feel the bulge in his pants and noticing a slight wet spot where the head of his prick was leaking precum. She unzipped his pants and fished his dick out, no easy task as it was rock hard. Letting it stand at attention for a second, she pulled her hand away, spit it in a little and gave him a handjob by just jerking off the head of his dick. She could feel his fingers pressing against the fabric of her pantyhose, now soaked in her wetness.

Every once and awhile Eric would let out a moan and Sara would have to look at him with a reminding glance that not only are they out in public, but the taboo of what they were doing.

"Mmmm, mom, that feels so good." He whispered in her ear

"Eric honey, tonight you are going to cum so much. I promise." She whispered back.

With her sons cock still in her hand she reached under the tablecloth and moved the top of her pantyhose down so Eric could finger her. She also spread her legs wide just as he buried his middle finger in her wet cunt. She bit down hard on her bottom lip to suppress any noise that might escape. She could feel him rubbing the tip of his finger on her G spot, she could also feel an orgasam comming on. She didn't know how to react, she wanted to cum so bad, but she was in public, would she be able to hold it in? Fuck it, she thought, closed her eyes and rested her head on the wall. Quickly realizing that people could still see her she reopened her eyes and felt a surge of fluid rush around her sons finger.

"Jesus christ mom, you're really wet!"

Sara's hand was just resting on her sons cock, all she could think about was his finger inside her bringing her closer and closer to orgasam. At this point Sara's thighs and pantyhose were now completely soaked in her own wetness. She had abandoned even trying to jerk her son off and tried to spread her legs even further.

"Eric, you're gonna make me cum."

Eric's eyes scanned the crowd for anyone looking in their direction or the waitress, they were in the clear. The entire bar was concentrating on the band, and the band was really rocking out to a Jazz Rock fusion style pioneered by Miles Davis.

"cum" He stated simply.

Sara's eyes couldn't help but to roll into the back of her head while she experienced the build up to her first public orgasam. She could feel her sons finger drawing circles on her G spot while she slowly humped the knuckle of his finger that was pressed against her clit. The sounds of the people talking and cheering, the band playing, and her son finger fucking her was almost too much to handle. Her legs began to quake as she held on the the bench of the booth they were in, nearly pulling it off its foundation.

The crowd leapt to its feet as the band really got into a swing, the wait staff was even cheering them on. All of this could have been a million miles away because Sara was going to cum no matter what.

"Oh Jesus Eric, I'm cumming."

Just as the band was nearing its finally so was Sara, her sons finger had brought her right over the edge. As the first wave of her orgasam hit she raised a hand and slammed it on the table, rattling their drinks and nearly pulling the tablecloth off. Fortunately this was just as the band hit its crescendo so it went wholly unnoticed. With a handful of tablecloth Sara rode out the rest of her orgasam, hightened by the public display of incest.

Sara called for the check, paid, and they raced off to their car. As soon as they were on the highway she leaned over the center console, retrieved her sons cock from his pants again and shoved it in her mouth. Not wanting to be graceful or ladylike she began forcing her own head down on his member, gagging and producing copious amounts of saliva. She even managed to get his balls out and in her mouth while looking up at him. Sara ran her tongue all over his nutsack, sucking just like it was his dick.

All she could think about was being fucked, having her sons amazing cock stuffed deep in her pussy. Then it dawned on her, she was indulging in her sons fetish, so she couldn't be greedy. After all, she spent a shit-ton of money on her outfit and wasn't going to let it go to waste. So she tore herself away from his dick, gently placed it back in his pants, and sat quietly for the remainder of the short car ride home.

Upon pulling into the driveway the two of them couldn't get out of the car and into the house fast enough. As soon as they crossed the threshold they leapt into each others arms and started to make out, not so much passionately more like two horny teenagers. They were only able to get in a few words between taking breaths.

"...Mmph...I loved sucking your cock in the car..." She could barely finish her sentence before her mouth was invaded by her sons tongue.

"Sara you're so fucking perfe..." Before he could get out the final word he was thrust onto the couch and being stripped of his clothes. She then tossed him his cellphone with a wink.

Still completely clothed Sara gets down on her knees between Eric's legs, gets a firm hold of his cock with one hand and plays with his nuts like Baoding balls with her other hand.

"Eric baby, I've know for a long time that you've had a thing for lingerie, specifically any form of nylon. Be it stockings, pantyhose, or holdups." Eric blushed slightly at this statement.

Noticing that she made him a little uncomfortable she chose her next words carefully.

"...but its okay baby, I love it!"

"You do!?" He replied shocked

"Of course, those kind of things are hot. I even went to the mall today to pick out a new outfit for tonight."

"Wow, thanks mom."

The entire time they were talking Sara did not loosen her grip on her son's cock, she continued to stroke it while looking up at him.

"And after spending half of the day looking and touching all of the sexy lingerie I can now say that I not only understand your fascination with it, but also share your fetish."

The look on Eric's face was one of bewilderment, I mean, he knew that stuff was sexy, but he never expected another woman to think it was. The one time he hinted for his first girlfriend to try it, she just said how uncomfortable they were. He never pressed the issue any further after that. Now, the woman of his dreams is telling him that she shares in the same fetish he does, he couldn't get any luckier. If he only knew.

Sara now removed Eric's penis from her grip, repositioned him so that he was sitting with his legs spread the long way on the couch and laid down opposite him with her heels resting delicately on his chest.

"Take mommy's heels off baby, wouldn't want them to get messy, they were pretty expensive."

Eric did as he was told, slowly sliding one pantyhosed foot out of the expensive strappy sandal. Sara spread her toes out so the pantyhose made a nylon web and ran it slowly from the top of Eric's face down to the tip of his dick, resting her sole on his shaft. While working his mother's other foot out of the heel he could feel her gently massaging his dick with her foot. The feeling of the nylon on his cock was amazing, the soft material against the skin of his dick was heavenly.

After both of her feet were free she wasted no time in getting them on her sons rock hard cock. She scooted back so she could have more control, allowing her to bow her legs to the side and trap her sons cock between the arches of her feet. She fucked his dick with her nylon covered feet, watching it penetrate the arches like it was her pussy. While Eric's head leaned back, his hands rested at his sides; his right hand rested on his cellphone, that had a camera on it. Figuring this was why he was handed the phone and a wink, he started to record the process of his mother giving him a footjob.

"Sara, that feels so good." He moaned

"You like that baby? You like your momma's pantyhose covered feet stroking your cock?"

"Oh christ yes!"

"Then you're gonna love this!"

Sara pulled her dress up to reveal to her son and his camera that not only was she not wearing any panties, but her pantyhose were seamless. This meant that her pussy could be seen as clear as day. To make this fact even better Sara's hands made their way under the fabric of her hose and with two fingers spread her lips open for the camera, using her middle finger to draw circles around her clit. She made sure to make a bit of a show for the camera, moaning eroticly, she also pulled her tits out so they could be seen. Not wanting to forget who she was doing this for she focused herself on her sons cock. Using the sole of one foot to press and rub it against the top of her other.

"Mmm, don't you love how your dick looks being stroked by your mother's feet?" She asked with a sultry voice.

Sara's technique was amazing, it seemed she know exactly what felt good and what she didn't need to bother with. In fact, she was enjoying herself just as much as her son was. She too loved the sight of her sons dick trapped between her nylon covered toes, she would wipe some of his precum off with her big toe, then bring it to her mouth and taste it. Then moan how great it tasted. Truth is she loved the taste, she loved the texture on her tongue of her sons fluids and her pantyhose. There was one thing she really wanted to see, her sons cum all over her feet. She wanted to rub her soles together and feel the sticky warmth of it permeating through the nylon fabric down to her skin.

"Sara...Ugh...I don't know how much longer I can last."

"Aww poor baby, is his mother's pantyhosed footjob too much for him?" She said in a sexy mocking tone.

"Yes. Mom, you're so good at this. It feels too good." Eric moaned in complete ecstasy.

Not wanting to make him wait any longer Sara pulled out all the stops. She grabbed his cock with her feet and wrapped her toes around it. Jerking it just like if she were using her hands. With her own hand she let two fingers dive deep into her pussy, making sure Eric could both see and was still recording.

"Oh god mom, I'm gonna cum so fucking much!"

"Thats right baby, cum all over my nylon feet."

Eric's breathing became stronger and his hips started to match the motion of his mother's feet. He lifted his head up and stared right into his mothers eyes and saw her mouth the words 'cum for me baby' and in no time the first spurt of his cum shot straight up into the air. It landed almost directly where it came from and slid down and pooled between his dick and his mothers big toe. The next shot fired slightly to the left and more of it landed on her ankle, and the final spray of cum didn't quite have the power as the first but had almost the same volume, it managed to land on her sole near her heel.

Eric let out a sigh that announced his satisfaction and watched Sara play with the cum on her feet. He watched as she made strings of cum from one foot to the other, then she pressed the soles of her feet together feeling the warm gooeyness pass through the material of her pantyhose and onto her skin.

"You really came a lot hun." Spoken with a very pleased smile

"Well I didn't cum last night, you blew me this afternoon, gave me a handy at the bar, then blew me again in the car. I'd say there was a bit of a back log."

Sara's fingers never left her own pussy, and now her eyes were trained on her sons dick, again. Noticing that it had not gone down one bit she gave a sly smile to him. Eric cast his phone aside and tore a cunt sized hole in his mothers pantyhose, plunging his dick right in using whatever left over cum was still on it as lube. Sara let out a shriek of pleasure as she was finally going to get that fuck she wanted since the orgasam she had in the bar.

Eric grabbed his mother's legs from behind the knee and pushed them up nearly to her ears. He began to fuck her as hard as he could, with each thrust she squirt a little fluid out, it ran out the sides of her cunt past her asshole and dripped on the couch cushion. Eric's thrusts were punishing and pleasurable, each one was noted with a caveman like grunt from him. All Sara could manage to say was 'Fuck' 'Me' 'Yes' this was only after each time Eric bottomed out in her.

In one swift move, Eric lifted his mother and positioned her face down over the armrest of the couch with everything from her waist up still laying on the couch. He stood behind her and pushed her legs together and slid his cock back into her. Grabbing onto the waistband of her pantyhose like reigns he continued to pound away. Sara buried her face into the couch cushion to muffle her screams. Eric put one foot onto the armrest to give him better leverage and deeper penetration.

"OH GOD ERIC THAT'S PERFECT!"

Sara's orgasam came out of no where, and it shocked them both, all of a sudden she was writhing around screaming and swearing. She clenched her legs together instinctively, crossed her ankles and pushed back against her son as hard as she could. Just like his mother's orgasam, Eric's second seemed to catch him by surprise. Nearly as soon as Sara's orgasam stopped his started with no warning but a weakness in his knees. He thrust one final time into his mother's cunt, grabbed both of her pantyhose covered ass cheeks and let loose a flood of cum that coated the walls of his mothers pussy.

Eric was barely able to stand, and his dick was going limp in his mother's warm wet pussy; that he just filled. Sara had a few tremors in her legs from being fucked exactly the way she wanted. As he pulled out a small amount of cum leaked out of her and made a *splat* sound as it hit the ground. They both had a good laugh at that.

"A little help baby? I'm afraid if I try and walk i'll slip on all the cum on my feet."

"Sure." He said with a smile.

Pulling down her pantyhose he realized that this is yet another reason he is madly in love with this woman. She went out of her way to understand and indulge in his fantasy, and now it's her fetish too.

"Looks like there's still a bit of a mess, i'll get you some paper towel."

Eric quickly returned and wiped his mother's feet of his cum. He offered his hand to help her up and she took it, bending back down to grab her heels and soiled pantyhose. Both exhausted after an amazing night of sex they were in bed before they knew it, but before they were actually asleep Sara had a question to ask.

"Hey hun, you still awake?" She asked

"Yea babe, what's up?"

She rolled over and rest her head on his chest "So you know how what we did tonight has been a fetish of yours for a while?"

"Yea." He answered quizzically

"Well do you think we could explore one of mine?"

He replied quite enthusiastically "Of course, what is it?"

"Well, um...I've always wanted to be someones sub. You know talking dirty, like degrading dirty, making me do things, calling you master. Even some BDSM stuff...so whatdya think?"

"What do I think! What do I think!?"

Sara was actually scared for a second.

"...I fucking love the idea babe!"

"You fucking asshole, I hate when you do that." She said while smiling and looking at him with big doe eyes."We can give it a shot tomorrow." As he yawned

"Oh no. I don't think so. I still have more in store for you. Do you think I only got one outfit while I was out today?" Said through a mischievous grin

The couple rolled over into the spoon position and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning Eric found himself alone in bed, but greeted by the smell of bacon and coffee. What better way to be woken up, well there is at least one better way he thought to himself. So he hopped out of bed, brushed his teeth and made his way to the kitchen. He was greeted by a sight that would have given him a boner if he wasn't already sporting some morning wood. There was Sara in what looked like a black floral bra, he couldn't tell much detail from the back. A similar black garter belt with no panties and attached to those were nude stockings, and on her feet she wore 5 inch (12.7cm) black platform pumps.

"Okay, this is probably the best way to be woken up."

"Huh?"

"Nothing babe." He said with a smirk.

Sara served him scrambled eggs with bacon toast and a cup of coffee. While he enjoyed his breakfast Sara was under the table with his cock in her mouth. All he heard from her were slurping noises and moans when she occasionally took his dick out of her mouth. After he finished his breakfast he excused himself from the table and his mother's mouth, placed the dishes in the sink, retrieved Sara and gave her the biggest hug he could.

"I love you baby." He said with all sincerity

"I love you too honey, thats why all we're going to do today is fuck!"

"Wow, thats it." He said sarcastically

"Well, there will be plenty of footjobs, blowjobs, and handjobs too."

The day went on like this for the incestious couple, dehydrating themselves of vital bodily fluids, usually on one another. Sara learned that she really did enjoy this new fetish of hers, and she loved that she could share it with her son. Eric learned that there really isn't anything he feels he has to hide sexualy from his woman. Now that they're both open with each other they can explore every fetish or desire they might have without worrying about being judged.After a weekend of fetish sex with her son, full of pantyhose, stockings, garter belts, high heels, foot jobs, cumshots and orgasms. Sara realized that she loved every bit of her sons fetish, so much so that it has become her own. She gets excited when pulling on a pair of pantyhose or stockings, takes notice how sexy her G-strings are, and loves the sound her heels make when she walks. More than just taking notice of these things, she has added them into their sex play, buying sexy lingerie and wearing it to bed just to spice up an already on fire sex life. Feeling on her own legs and feet when they are covered in nylon of any type, not just in front of her son, but at the office when no one was looking. Sending pictures of her nylon covered feet and legs to her son was an almost daily occurrence. Sara and Eric now had the same fetish, well, shared one of many to be explored in the future!

It's been several weeks since Sara told her son about her desire to be a sub to him, and in that time Eric was devising a plan, researching and pricing out exactly what he needed. Reading up on exactly what a sub is, and what a Master demands from them. As it turns out the more he read the more it excited him. He found that anything a Master demands of his sub they must obey, or risk punishment. But it was more than just a punishment reward relationship, the sub actually enjoyed being degraded for their Masters pleasure, and would do anything to ensure that their Master was pleased with them.

Eric didn't have quite the budget his mother had when she indulged in his fetish, but he sure wasn't going to skimp out just because of that. He searched around for the best websites with the best deals on the types of things he wanted to purchase. Things like an embroidered collar with an D ring that said "WHORE", A silver ring of "O", a riding crop, nipple clamps, nylon rope, a Hitachi Magic wand, anal beads and a jeweled butplug. The outfits included a naughty schoolgirl getup, complete with a super mini pleated skirt, thigh high fence net stockings and 4 inch (10.1cm) Mary Jane pumps. The other was a black crotch less fishnet body stocking and knee length strappy gladiator boots with a 4 inch (10.1cm) heel. He also managed to pick up a pair of crotch less panties for free because of the size of his order. While not in his initial plan, he was sure he could fit it into it somewhere.

Content with his selections Eric placed his order and selected the shipping option that would coincide with when he was home. Next he sped off to the hardware store to pick up the lumber and accessories he would need to construct his incestuous sexual torture structures. Stashing them in the corner of the basement he knew his mother wouldn't venture into. Then he looked around.

"When was the last time she actually spent any time down here?" He said aloud.

In truth Sara rarely ventured to the basement, if she did it was just to grab a can of vegetables from the shelf at the very bottom of the stairs. Eric had very little to worry about, it's not that the basement was dirty or smelly, or mildewy, its just that it was the basement. It was used for storing things that you rarely use. With this renewed confidence Eric set about constructing his sexual torture/pleasure devices. Watching videos on YouTube on how to assemble them so they're sturdy, he toiled away till minutes before his mother came home from work. Although his construction was incomplete, it didn't bother him, he didn't plan on starting tonight anyway.

Eric went to their bedroom and undressed, noticing quite a large amount of precum stained in his boxers. He wasn't surprised that he was aroused by the thought of what he had planned, but surprised that just the construction of it would arouse him. While he showered, penis stiff as a board, and imagined everything he would do to his mother while he had her restrained.

The next few days progressed quite similar to this one, Eric spends all his free time constructing, perfecting and planning. After each day he's just a bit more excited than the last, noticing more and more precum in his shorts before his mother arrives home. Just like his mother realized with him, he realized that being the Dom to his Sub was hot, more than hot it was his fetish. While laying next to the woman he loved, he dreamed of Doming her. Making her his, owning her, controlling her. This seemed to inspire Eric, making him perfect his plans even more.

Eric added rungs for Sara to hold on to while she was strapped to the saw horse; rungs for both her feet and hands. He drilled more holes so he could change the position of the rungs. He made the saw horse wider so Sara could lay her full weight on it, and added a small amount of padding to it. Even a way to control the magic wand to and from her clit. With each moment that passes he thinks of new things, new ways to restrain her, new ways of pleasuring himself and her at the same time.

Eric decided that he would set his plan into motion on Friday morning, it being Thursday afternoon this left him with little time to make any further modifications. He stepped back from his creations to admire and inspect them.

"As close to perfect as I'll get" Eric said.

Now all he had to do was be the Master. And all he had to do to achieve this was remember how hard he got during the construction, how much precum leaked from his dick at just the thought of his mother restrained and at his will. It took no more than that to get Eric into the proper mindset, he knew exactly how the weekend was going to unfold. What he wanted, she would do, his word was law.

Eric arranged everything to his liking. The St. Andrew's cross would be secured against the wall, but first he put down several large white sheets hanging from the ceiling and on the floor. The saw horse would be off to the side, on the border of the white sheet as it was easy enough to move. They were both covered with white sheets. Next he pulled over an old dresser, convenient because it allowed him to keep the outfits and sex toys in the drawers. He also planned to record portions of the session so the flat surface of the dresser top was perfect for his laptop. Finally he pulled over a chair for himself, but he set it slightly further back so he would remain in the dark. He felt this made him seem more in charge if he was giving commands from the shadows.

The stage was set, all that remained was the time between now and tomorrow morning.

FRIDAY

Sara's alarm blared at 6:45AM.

"Ugh..."

Sara swiped at her phone, hoping that it would make the sound go away, and that she wouldn't have to get up and go to work. No chance of that. So she got up and trundled into the bathroom to start her shower.

Eric was already awake, not because his mothers alarm woke him, but because he was excited to put his plan into motion. So while she was in the shower, he hopped out of bed and stood at the door to the bathroom to wait for his mother to walk out of it. Just as the bathroom door swung open Eric grabbed Sara firmly by the throat, her hands instinctively grabbed at his arm. He leaned in and whispered in her ear.

"You are my property. Do you understand me bitch?"

Sara quickly understood what was happening and nodded yes. That didn't remove the fact that she was still quite startled.

"Good, now get on your knees, like the Whore you are."

Sara quickly obeyed, she looked up to lock eyes but her gaze was averted. She hasn't done anything to prove herself worthy of being shown affection. So she awaited her next commands.

Eric pulled off his boxers, grabbed his dick in one hand and unlocked his mother's phone with is other.

"Put my balls in your mouth!"

Sara did exactly as she was told. Eric then laid his erect dick on her face and took a picture of it. Then he proceeded to make it the background image of her phone.

"From now on you will only call me Master, is that understood?"

"yeff mafer" Sara said with a mouthful of her sons nutsack.

Eric said sternly "No matter where we are, no matter who might hear you, you will call me master. Am I clear?"

"yeff mafer" Sara said again, this time with saliva dripping down her chin.

Sara could feel her pussy throbbing, she had never been this turned on in her life. But before she could enjoy it she received her next command.

"Give me your right hand"

Eric took her hand, then held in front of her face the silver Ring of O.

"Do you know what this is?"

Sara's eyes got wide with excitement and all she could do was nod her head yes.

"Calm down slut! You haven't earned this, yet. But I want you to wear it today to remind you of your role."

Eric took his balls out of his mothers mouth, pulled his shorts on and made his way to the kitchen. He called out before he left the bedroom.

"Do your hair and makeup then come and find me."

"Yes Master."

Sara did exactly as she was told. Dried off, applied her makeup and fixed her hair. She then walked down the hallway to find her son in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee.

"Master, I've done my hair and makeup."

"Very well than, follow me" Eric said this with a dismissive tone.

He walked back to their bedroom and entered her closet, he threw a thin white button up shirt and a black skirt at her. She was startled, but caught both items. Next he tossed a pair of 5 inch (12.7cm) black pumps on the bed, then rummaged around in her drawer for a bra. He was looking for something that was completely inappropriate, but wouldn't get her in trouble...Eric paused.

"Would a Dom really care if she got in trouble?" He thought to himself.

Perhaps not, but getting her in trouble at work was not an idea that turned him on. So he continued digging, after all Sara did have some very sexy items in this drawer. He found a black bra with pink accents and decided this would do fine, so he tossed it at her just like all the others. As he walked out of the room he told her to get dressed.

"Does Master want me to wear any pantyhose?" She called out as Eric left the room.

Eric ignored her entirely, because it wasn't in his plan. He made his way into the basement to retrieve the crotch less panties from the dresser. With them in hand he made his way back to the bedroom, where Sara was just putting on her heels.

"Put these on" as he tossed the panties to her.

Sara was used to tiny panties, she wore G-strings all the time, but these had barely any material to them. One black string around the waist, and one on either side of her labia. There was a butterfly that hung from a chain that seemed to stop right on her clit.

"I packed you something for lunch, don't open it till noon" Said with a raised eyebrow.

"Thank you Master" she replied with a smile.

"Now get moving or you'll be late for work"

"Yes Master."

Sara moved in to kiss Eric bye, as was her instinct, but he pulled away with a look on his face that said you should know better.

"Sorry Master."

She left knowing he wouldn't respond, and that she SHOULD have known better. She still has done nothing that proves herself. She did have the ring though, something that made her smile as she played with it.

As she drove to work, she noticed things that slipped past her. How see through her shirt was, and how short her skirt was. While seated it came to only 4 inches from revealing the fact that you could see her panties, or lack thereof. Furthermore she could feel the breeze on her cunt. She also noticed that she fucking loved every aspect of it.

While walking around at work she did notice a few extra stares. Also that the butterfly that dangled was now stuck to her damp pussy. Sara could hardly wait to see what she had for lunch, she knew it wasn't a sandwich.

* Beep beep* *Beep beep*

"Master: Its lunch time!

12:00pm"

Sara must have missed when Eric changed his name in her phone. She dug through her briefcase and found a brown bag. Opening it up she finds a small dildo.

"What does my master request of his slut?

12:01pm"

"Master: Insert it into your filthy cunt, and leave it there till I say so.

12:03pm"

"Yes Master.

12:03pm"

Sara loved how dirty this was, how she would have this dildo inside her when people would be talking to her or while she was on the phone. She hiked her skirt up, and slid it right in. Carefully pulling her skirt back down and enjoying the feeling of the small but thick dildo.

*Beep beep* *Beep beep*

"Master: Show me.

12:11pm"

Sara spread her legs as wide as she could under her desk, looked up quickly to see if anyone could see her and snapped a pic.

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Does this please my master?

12:13pm"

"Master: Yes. You've done well my pet.

12:14pm"

"Thank you Master.

12:14pm"

In all the sexual excitement Sara had completely forgotten she hadn't eaten at all today. The walk to the cafeteria wasn't a long one by any means, but managing to keep the dildo inside her without any help from her panties was not going to be easy. Sara Stood up to compose herself, noticing that she had to squeeze her thighs to keep the dildo from slipping out. She had taken this walk a million times, but now she feels like all eyes are on her, each cubicle she passes her face flushes more. Several of her co-workers pass her and all she can muster is a guilty smile. She grabs one of the pre made sandwiches and a drink, pays and takes it back to her office. As she plops in her chair the dildo pushes in a bit further and she lets out an audible moan.

"Everything okay?" Richard, a co-worker, asks from his cubicle.

"Oh fine, just banged my knee" Sara lied.

Sara spent the next hour and a half seated for fear of the dildo slipping out of her, no matter how tightly she held her thighs. People she managed came in on occasion to give her updates on the projects they were working on. Her own boss even stopped in just to say hi. Little did they know that she had a rubber dick buried deep in her cunt. She thought about that very fact as they were droning on about their day.

*Beep beep* *Beep beep*

"Master: How wet are you?

2:07pm"

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This wet Master.

2:08pm"

Sara took a picture of the dildo half out of her pussy, this time not checking to see if she was being observed. The base had a ring of white grool around it, the rest was shiny from her wetness, and every fold of her pussy was covered in her own juices.

"Master: Mmmm very good my pet, you may just earn that ring after all.

2:09pm"

"Thank you Master.

2:09pm"

Sara was beaming with pride, she had truly pleased her Master, and again, enjoyed every second of it. She let her mind wander as to what was in store for her for the weekend. She reminded herself that it didn't matter, she would be a good little whore and take everything her son could do to her. Snapped back to reality by the sound of her cell phone she noticed that she was grinding into her chair.

"Master: Take the dildo out of your pussy and put it back in the bag.

2:42pm"

"Yes Master.

2:42pm"

The rest of Sara's day went by as normal, and after a meeting that could have been summed up in an email she decided she had enough work for today and packed up her things to head home early. She checked her phone as she walked to her car, it read 4:53pm.

It took anywhere between forty five minutes to an hour to get home, depending on traffic and the lights. Before even setting off from the parking lot she texted her master to let him know that she was on her way home.

About an hour later Sara pulled into her driveway, slightly annoyed with traffic. As she walked into the house she was greeted with a sexy sight, her son in a black suit with a white button up shirt and a thin black tie. He was seated at the kitchen table with his legs crossed.

"Greetings Mast..." Before she could finish she was interrupted.

"...Go get undressed." He said coldly.

Sara did not hesitate or question, she walked back to their bedroom and removed every article of clothing she was wearing. Not one second after she was naked Eric walked in the door.

"Give me the ring."

With a bit of a broken heart Sara handed over the ring.

Eric grabbed Sara by the hair at the base of her head and moved close to her ear.

"We have a few errands to run tonight, if you prove yourself, the ring is yours"

Sara's joy returned, all she had to do was be a dirty whore for her Master and she would be rewarded.

While Sara was lost in her thoughts Eric turned his attention to her outfit for their errands. He opened her closet door and pulled out a short white skirt that she used for a beach cover up, a thin white V-neck tee, and flip flops.

"Put these on" He ordered.

She smiled "Yes Master"

Eric watched his mother get dressed and marveled at her body, even as she covered it up. Although not covered as much as normal, the skirt is so short if she bends over anyone will see right up it. The tee is thin enough you can make out her nipples.

"All dressed Master" Sara cheerfully stated.

"Good, now bend over and spread your ass"

"Mmm, yes Master" Sara cooed.

Eric admired his mother's tight pink asshole for a moment, before he took the jeweled buttplug from his pocket and spit right on the same pink asshole. Eric slowly slid the plug into it. Sara, never having experienced anal before, took a second to warm up to this foreign object now invading her anus. Eric gave her no time to get used to the feeling.

"Come on, we have a long night ahead of us." He said as he patted her butt.

Eric took his mother's car keys and her briefcase and locked the house after her. They rode in silence to the first stop, the local pharmacy. A pharmacy Sara goes to quite often.

"Go inside and buy condoms and lube." Eric said with a wicked smile.

"Yes Master."

Sara was just slightly apprehensive, not about purchasing these items, but this was a store in which she was known. But as she saw that Eric remained in the car she lost a bit of that apprehension. She knew exactly where the condoms and lube were, so she made a beeline for them. The AC was pumping, and her nipples responded making small tents in her shirt. Sara felt like more of a whore knowing that the man ringing her out could see her nipples, if he only knew of the butt plug in her ass and the fact she wasn't wearing any panties.

With the purchase complete Sara got in the car, she noticed that the AC in the car had been lowered, she suspected Eric did this to maintain her erect nipples. She flashed him a wicked smile and tossed the bag of condoms and lube in the back seat.

"Where to next Master?" she asked innocently.

"I'm hungry, I would like..." Eric paused to make it sound like he was actually thinking "...an apple"

This was an odd request, but as they got underway Sara began to think, the grocery stores are kept pretty cold as well. So she smiled and played along.

As they arrived at the grocery store he turned to her and said.

"Red delicious."

She smiled and replied "Anything you wish Master."

As the produce was at the front of the store this was going to be a quick trip. She grabbed the apple, popped it in a bag and went to go check out. With every step she noticed her body, maybe it was the fact that she wasn't wearing anything that supported her. But she loved how her tits and ass bounced after each step.

Sara paid, walked out and hopped right into the car waiting for her. Handed the apple to Eric and they were on their way once again. Him munching on his apple, as she requested what the next stop was. He didn't reply so she decided not to ask again.

After about ten minutes of silent driving they pull up across the street from a convenience store.

"I'm thirsty, go get me a water."

"Of course Master."

Sara began to run across the street but noticed that as soon as she did her skirt flew up and anyone who was paying attention would see her hairless pussy. So she walked the rest of the way, right into a group of teenagers hanging out at the entrance of the store. She heard cat calls and whistles the entire time, and could feel everyone's eyes on her, so she made her purchase quick and ran back across the street holding her skirt down.

In the car Eric laughed at her quick escape. Even as Sara got in the car he was still chuckling.

"Here you go Master" she said as she took a deep breath.

Eric put the water in the cup holder and set off once again. At the next red light he grabbed her by the chin and turned her face to his.

"Are you my naughty little whore?" he said in a gruff voice.

"Yes Master!" She said desperately.

He then pulled her hair back so hard she was staring at the ceiling of the car.

"Are you going to be a filthy slut for me?"

"I'll do anything you want Master!" She said even more desperately.

*HONK! HONK!*

The cars behind them were getting impatient as the light had turned green.

Eric released his grip on his mother's hair and drove to their final destination. It was about 15 minutes away and it was already 8pm. Eric didn't want to rush his plans so he obeyed the speed limit. The traffic on the road started to lighten up, as most people we already home from work.

Before long they arrived at the last stop, a church parking lot.

"Get in the back seat."

Sara climbed over the center console, showing her plugged asshole to anyone looking through the front windshield.

*SLAP!*

Eric's hand stung from how hard he slapped his mother's ass. She yelped both in pain and pleasure. A red hand print formed quickly on her rear.

"Get your toy out."

Sara had no trouble finding it, and almost before she was asked had it plunged deep inside her. She spread her legs wide to give her Master the perfect view of her act of perversion.

"That's it you fucking slut, fuck yourself for me" Eric said while staring at the screen of his phone. Recording his mother's every move.

Sara fucked her pussy with the dildo, not caring that she was in the parking lot of a church. She rubbed the dildo on her clit while staring into the camera. The windows had long since fogged up, and with the level of tint that was on them it would be difficult to see in anyway. Every once and awhile a car would pull into the lot to make a U turn. Their headlights would shine on Sara's face and light up the perspiration on her forehead.

Eric put his phone away and got out of the car, walked over to the rear passenger side not facing the street and opened the door. Sara still had her legs wide open and dildo inside her. Eric offered her his hand to step out of the car. He took a seat and unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out.

"Get to work slut"

Sara bent at the waist and greedily took her son's dick in her mouth, this time not caring about exposing herself to anyone who saw. She bobbed her head up and down trying to coax the cum out of her Master's cock. She then bent at the knees and fished behind Eric for the dildo, once she found it she plunged it back into her dripping cunt and moved it at the same pace at which she was sucking dick.

"Look up at me Whore!"

Sara's eyes shot up and squinted shut from the camera light.

"You like that cock in your mouth?" Eric barked

Sara popped her son's dick out her mouth to respond.

"I love my Master's cock!" She shouted as she hugged his dick.

Sara got back to work, forcing herself to take her son's dick deep in her throat with every stroke. When she pulled away she used her tongue to circle his shaft, when she went back down she stuck her tongue out so it would graze his balls when she deep throated him.

Eric grabbed his pet by her hair to pull her off his dick. He could feel her resist, trying to keep her lips wrapped around his dick. But he had leverage and pulled harder. She relented and looked up at him and the camera.

"Good work slut! But it's time to go home."

"Okay Master." She was somewhat disappointed because she was enjoying the public taboo of sucking her sons dick in the parking lot of a church.

They both got back in the car and made their way home.

"I think you've quite earned this." Eric said as he handed the ring of "O" back to Sara.

Once again her eyes lit up, she had pleased her Master by being a total slut.

"Oh thank you Master!" She beamed as she slid the ring on.

Almost in unison their stomachs growled from hunger. They hadn't eaten dinner, and it was already past nine pm. Eric stopped at another convenience store that made sandwiches.

"Turkey, lettuce and a bit of mayo on a 6 inch and whatever you want" Eric flipped her a twenty and she was off.

They both scarfed down their sandwiches in no time.

"Master, tonight was amazing! Thank you so much" Sara said as they pulled into the garage.

"Silly whore" Eric chuckled "That was just a warm up!"

Sara didn't think she could get any wetter than she already was, but sure enough, just the thought of more sent a flood of fluid right to her cunt. She now had some running down her leg as they walked into the house.

"On your knees you worthless cunt!" Eric barked the order.

Sara obeyed, and tried to not seem too excited to be spoken to like that.

"Follow me." He clapped his hand on his thigh as you would do to a dog to come.

Sara followed him on her hands and knees to their bedroom. Where she was told to strip. Eric bent her over the bed, using his left hand to grab her hair and force her face into the mattress. With his right he gave her ass another good slap. This time on the other cheek, and grabbing hold of it. Sara moaned loudly into the comforter. Eric then used his left hand to spread her ass apart. Slowly he pulled the plug out and watched her sphincter expand around the business end of it.

"Go wait by the basement door."

Eric went back to the car to retrieve the items he made his pet purchase. Upon entering the house he found Sara waiting patiently on her knees. He walked past her and dropped the plastic bag with condoms and lube in her lap. Grabbing his laptop and separate webcam, that was capable of taking higher Def video, he made his way back to his obedient slave. Together they walked into the basement.

"Go stand in the middle of the white sheet." Eric commanded her.

"Yes Master."

Sara stood in the middle of the sheet as told, watching her son set up his laptop and camera. Eric hit record and rummaged through the drawer looking for the slutty schoolgirl outfit. Finding it he instructed Sara to put it on.

Sara spun around so her rear was facing the camera, she selected the black fence net stockings first. Bending at the waist so her pussy and ass were in clear view, she slowly slid them up her right leg. Smoothing them out as she went up. She did the same for her left leg, making sure to wiggle her toes for the camera. Next she choose the top, it was little more than a bandana with holes for her arms. Tying the top together in a bow below her tits, extra tight so her cleavage was exaggerated. The skirt was next, it was no bigger than a dish towel and bright red. Sara turned sideways and pulled the skirt up and feigned difficulty getting it over her ass. Pulling up on the skirt, under her ass, so that it jiggled her butt cheeks, she zipped it and made sure all the pleats were strait. Finally, stepping into her heels, the outfit was complete.

Sara presented herself with her arms outstretched "Does this please you Master?"

Eric stood up and reached in the drawer for her collar and slowly approached her. Keeping concealed what he had in his hands behind his back.

"On your knees pet." Eric commanded in a stern voice while staring in her eyes.

Sara slowly knelt down, sliding her hands down her Master's side, before resting on her feet. Not breaking eye contact.

"Are you a filthy whore?" Eric inquired of her.

"The filthiest Master! I'm YOUR dirty slut!" She said this with such sincerity, forgetting that this moment was being recorded.

"Unzip my pants."

Sara had an idea of what was going to happen, she thought it would be similar to what happened this morning after she got out of the shower. So she unzipped his pants, gently fished out his cock and balls. Taking his nuts into her mouth and resting his erect dick on her face.

"Very good" he praised her "I have a gift for you."

Instead of replying she encircled his nuts in her mouth with her tongue still locked in his gaze.

Before her eyes was the embroidered collar. Her eyes scanned the word 'WHORE' and she loved it! She is a whore, but only for her son. And that thought made it even hotter. She wasn't just dating some guy who was doing this for her. She was fucking and being fucked by her son! It was her own flesh and blood that was standing before her as her Master. This was their fetish, another one in which they shared, and another one that strengthened their relationship.

Eric put the collar on his pet, making sure it was tight enough that it didn't move around, but not so tight it choked her. All while she still had his balls in her mouth, she seemed to be a pro at this.

"Do you understand what this means?"

Sara nodded her head yes while sucking her son's nutsack like a pacifier.

"Oh you do? Well then, tell me."

Sara released Eric's balls from her mouth, spit on the tip of his dick and slowly jerked it.

"My cunt belongs to you Master, to use as YOU need it. I am your cum dumpster, and cum slut of a mother. Your filthy whore who will do anything to please you."

"That's almost perfect, but I am going to make you do everything!"

Eric put his dick back in his pants, then walked over to the sawhorse and snatched the sheet off of it. Sara's eyes damn near sparkled like an Anime character at the sight. It's clear her fantasy and her sons fantasy are one in the same.

Eric positioned the saw horse so he could bend his mother over it in view of the camera. He grabbed her hands and placed them on the sawhorse and forced her to bend at the waist. With her head resting on the padding of the sawhorse it forced her to expose her cunt and asshole. Leaving her there he returned to the dresser full of naughty objects, pulled out the anal beads, grabbed the lube put them next to the laptop and made his way back to Sara.

"More than just your cunt belongs to me!" He said as he kneeled in front of her.

"Yes Master! You're right! all of me belongs to you!" Sara added. Hoping she didn't disappoint her Master "ALL OF MY HOLES ARE FOR YOUR PLEASURE!" she shouted.

"STAND UP YOU FUCKING SLUT!" Eric shouted as he grabbed Sara by the hair and ripped her from the sawhorse.

"AHHHH!" she shouted in pain.

Eric changed the position of the sawhorse so that the camera was looking down the length of it.

"Get on Bitch!"

Sara could see the rungs for both her hands and feet and climbed on. Eric left the scene to retrieve the nylon rope, and returned ready to strap her to the saw horse. He started with her waist, wrapping it five, six, seven, eight times around her and the sawhorse so that it looked like a rope cincher. He brought one length of the rope up over her head, ran it through the D ring in her collar and wrapped it around her wrists, binding them to the legs of the saw horse. With the other length he ran it to her ankles, binding them to the legs of the saw horse as well. Eric left the scene once again to retrieve the anal beads and lube, when he returned he knelt down by her face again.

"Do you see these?" He let dangle the anal beads in front of her face. Three beads attached by a string, increasing in size, the smallest being the plug she wore earlier, to one inch (~2.6cm) in diameter. At the very end of the string there was an O ring that allowed the user to pull out the beads without having to go in and retrieve them.

Sara's eyes just grew wide, other than tonight she had never experienced anything to do with her anus. Now she was going to be tested.

Eric didn't wait for her response, he laid the beads on her back while he popped open the bottle of lube. Having a good idea that this was a virgin anus, a liberal amount was applied. He took his time, teasing her ass, dipping the very tip of his finger into her asshole. Testing how strong she would clench up against it. He then decided maybe it would be better if they had their first coating of lube from his whores mouth. So without a word he took them and forced them into her mouth, with just the O ring hanging out.

While his whores mouth was full he took this time to tell her the rules, he thought for a second, there would only be one rule.

"You..." He looked closer at her "...Are not allowed..." Even closer still "...To cum." Eric announced "Is that understood?!"

"Mmm humph" It was almost impossible for Sara to nod as she was tied down, so the best she could do was mumble through the three anal beads that were stuffed in her mouth, and the rope that restrained her movement.

"I need you to understand how important this is you fucking slut!"

Eric pulled the beads out and rested them again on her back.

"Repeat the order!" Eric commanded.

"Yes Master, I am not to have an orgasm!"

"THATS NOT WHAT I FUCKING SAID WHORE!"

"SORRY MASTER!" "You said..." she took a breath "...I am not allowed to cum"

"Very good, you understand what I am asking of you?!" He didn't wait for her reply.

Instead he went back to the bottle of lube, applying more to her tight little ass. Using the smallest of the anal beads to tease her, almost fully inserting it just to see her asshole stretch around it. After he was content in the fact that there was plenty of lube in and on her ass he used his thumb to press in the first smallest bead. Pleased with how little resistance was put up the next bead was on its way into Sara's ass, with only slightly more difficulty than the previous one. The final bead would prove to be a challenge, while it wasn't massive, it certainly wasn't going to just pop in.

"It'll fit Master! Make it fit!" Sara cheered on her son.

With copious amounts of lube the largest of the beads found itself at the entrance of Sara's ass. Eric used both hands to spread her ass cheeks open while he used his thumbs to hold the bead in place. Without a word or muscle twitch Eric forced the last bead right into his mothers ass, allowing the plastic retrieval ring to just dangle. Sara let out a shriek that was equal parts pain, pleasure and surprise.

Eric's pants seem to get tighter, his erection was straining to be let free, he wanted to plow his mother's cunt right there. It took all of his willpower to step away, take the Hitachi Magic wand out of the dresser and attach it to the saw horse. Not yet turning it on.

Eric ran his hands through his mother's hair quite gently "Remember, don't you dare cum."

"I won't Master, I promise, I'll be your good filthy whore."

"You better be" He said as he positioned the Magic Wand so it was just touching his mother's clit. Switching the power to a medium setting.

"Ohhhh that's nice" Sara moaned.

She allowed herself this pleasure, grinding as best she could down into the head of the wand. Feeling the subtle vibrations through her body. Suddenly!

*SLAP!*

"AHHHHHH!" She screamed. A sharp stinging pain started on her right butt cheek and seemed to spread to her legs.

Eric stood in front of her bending the riding crop in his hands, then running it over her face.

"I knew you would enjoy the Magic Wand, so I got this to scare that dirty little orgasm away" Eric lightly tapped his mother on the face with it.

He reached down and increased the speed to the next highest setting. He watched as Sara bit down on the padding and tried to push further down into the wand.

*SLAP!* *SLAP!* *SLAP!*

This time not as hard, but the combined force of the three strikes from the riding crop equaled the one from seconds ago.

"Ahhhh! Yes Master, punish me!" Sara screamed.

Eric ran the crop up and down Sara's body, letting her feel the leather tip on her skin. Each time he passed a sensitive spot he would give it a slap. Not hard, but enough to disrupt the pleasure Sara was receiving from the Magic Wand.

"How badly do you want to cum?" Eric asked, knowing the answer.

"Master, my cunt is on fire! I want to cum so badly!" She replied.

Eric could take no more of the torture he was dishing out to his mother, he had to fuck her. Digging once again in the drawer he found the condoms that she purchased earlier. Stuffing one in his pocket he walked in front of her.

"What does my whore want?" He said while staring in her eyes.

"Your whore wants to be FUCKED Master" She replied with an urgency he hadn't seen before.

Eric wanted a different perspective, one that allowed the camera to see more of what was going on, so he grabbed the sawhorse and rotated it 90 degrees. Now Sara's full body was in view of the camera, not just her ass. Without wasting any more time Eric had his pants around his ankles and his cock was bobbing in front of his mothers face. Her mouth was already open, hungrily waiting for it to invade her throat. As soon as the tip of her sons dick passed her lips she moaned, then gulped down as much of it as she could.

"Yea, you like that!? You like having your face fucked!" He said while he slid his prick in and out of his mother's mouth.

There was no way Sara could respond, with a mouth full of her sons cock, and every appendage tied to the sawhorse, all she could do was open her mouth and lick her son's balls when they came close enough.

Eric was in heaven, he grabbed her by the back of her head and rhythmically fucked her face. Not being rough, but not gentile. It was time, he decided, long past time he fucked his whore. Standing in front of Sara was Eric, she watched the shine of her saliva on her son's dick, saliva she put there. She watched transfixed as he removed his remaining clothing, piece by piece, she knew what was coming. What she didn't expect is what came next.

Eric pulled out a condom from the pocket of his pants, a condom from the very box she bought not several hours prior. Rolled it onto his dick and presented it to his restrained mother.

"Master" She said in shock "You don't need to use that with me."

"You are a filthy whore!" He said "You admitted it."

"Yes, but I am your filthy whore, only yours" She said as she watched Eric walk behind her.

She could feel the rubbery material part her pussy lips. As she felt her son's cock enter her, the moment was bittersweet. The combination of being filled with the dick she adored and craved all day, and the Magic wand at her cunt brought her sexual joy. The feeling of latex separating her and her lover reminded her that there was in fact something between them.

"MASTER PLEASE! TAKE THE CONDOM OFF!" She begged.

"Why!? You're a whore! A slut! A cumdumpster!" He mocked her, still while pumping her cunt

"YES MASTER, BUT I AM ALL THAT FOR YOU, AND ONLY YOU!"

Eric pressed most of his weight on her, leaning in to whisper into her ear.

"why should I take this condom off?" He bit her neck, like a lion does to his lioness.

"BECAUSE MASTER,YOU LOVE THE WAY MY CUNT FEELS. IT'S DRIPPING WET FOR YOU AND BECAUSE OF YOU. DON'T YOU WANT TO FEEL MY CUNT ON YOUR ROCK HARD COCK!"

Eric had no intention of fucking Sara with a rubber on, he did however want to make her beg him to fuck her without it, and to see how she would respond to it. He withdrew from his mother and ripped the condom off, tossing it on Sara's head. Immediately plunging his dick deep into the warm, wet, tight hole he just pulled out of. Sara tried desperately to shake the condom from her head, not because she found it gross or degrading but because she saw it as something that came between them rather than drew them closer. With the help of Eric's thrusts and shaking her head the condom fell to the floor where she hoped it would stay.Oh GOD! Yes Master. FUCK! Pound your mother's cunt!" Sara held on to the rungs tightly as her son's body crashed against her with each thrust. The sawhorse creaked and moaned under their combined weight.

Eric clutched tightly at the waistband of the red pleated micro mini skirt of the naughty school girl he had tied up.

"OH GOD YES! FUCK ME ERIC!" She yelled

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU CALL ME?" He responded as his open palm landed squarely on her round ass. Still while not breaking rhythm.

"I'M SORRY MASTER. YOU ARE MY OWNER!" Driven crazy by the Magic wand buzzing on her clit and her sons cock sliding in and out of her sopping cunt she almost wanted to misbehave so as not to climax.

"I know you want to cum, you fucking whore, but you better not." Eric again laid his weight on her while still thrusting deep into her.

"I won't Master, I promise!" Trying to reassure him. But she did want to cum, so badly, with the beads in her ass, the wand on her clit and her son savagely fucking her cunt it was the perfect recipe for a mind blowing orgasm.

Eric grabbed the pull string to the beads and began teasing his mothers anus once again, pulling just to the point where her asshole began to stretch, then releasing the tension. He did this three or four more times before grabbing the camera so he could capture it. Sara's asshole still had a thin layer of lube on it, or was it sweat? Either way Eric would have much less difficulty getting the beads out than he did putting them in. As the first one was the largest he took his time, allowing her asshole to stretch slowly around it. Sara then teased Eric, by using her sphincter muscle to swallow the bead back into her.

"Mmmm you naughty slut, you like having them in your ass don't you?" Eric said playfully.

"They do feel nice."

Eric pulled out the first and largest of the anal beads. Sara let out the sexiest moan and squeezed her cunt muscles on her sons dick. This reaction repeated each time a bead was pulled out, after the last one was out he withdrew himself from his mother's pussy. Placing the camera back on the dresser and the beads next to it, but bringing the lube back with him. Applying a generous amount to his cock he rubbed the tip of his dick on his mothers asshole.

"Mmmm yes Master, I want it!" She cooed.

Eric pushed into his mother's tight asshole and watched it stretch around him just like it did for the beads. Sara grabbed the rungs tighter and winced as nothing this large had ever entered her anally. He continued pushing more and more of his rock hard cock into his mother.

"You're so big Master." She said through clenched teeth.

"You like having a cock in your ass don't you!?

"I love having your cock in me Master."

The entire length of her sons dick was now resting in her virgin anus, well, no longer virgin. She could feel his heart beat through his dick. The intense vibrations from the Magic Wand causing her pussy to drool a constant stream of wetness. And the cool lube being poured on her stretched out asshole.

"Fuck me Master, fuck my asshole!"

Eric did just that, slowly at first, then picking up pace. Before long he was fucking his mother's ass like it was her cunt. She still winced each time, but it was out of pleasure and pain. She enjoyed the hurt of her asshole being stretched and violated. She could sense that Eric was no longer in control, that he was lost in ecstasy, and he was now fucking her to make himself cum.

"That's it Master, fuck mommy's ass!" She said trying to push back and match his thrusts.

"Fuck your whores asshole nice and hard!"

Eric could barely hear what she was saying, he was blinded by his impending orgasm, his stamina was no match for her tight asshole.

After a few strokes he was beyond the point of stopping. So with one last forceful push he buried his cock fully in Sara's rectum. She screamed, her ass burned from being filled and stretched by her son's dick. Not one part of him felt bad as he flooded her anal cavity with his jizz. Squirt after squirt he twitched each time.

Out of breath he pulled out of his mother's ass, gave it a good slap and returned to his seat behind the camera.

"Did you enjoy having your ass fucked?" He said while still panting.

"I LOVED it Master, because I love pleasing YOU!"

Eric turned off the laptop and released his mother. Helping her off the saw horse so she could stretch.

"Thank you Master." She said for his kindness in helping her.

He kissed her on the forehead and squeezed her butt.

"What time is it Master?"

"About 1:30am. You should get to bed, you've got another long day ahead of you." He said with a smirk as they both made their way to the bedroom.

While Eric got ready for bed Sara just stood still, awaiting orders.

"You can get cleaned up, but leave the stockings and collar on." He instructed while climbing under the covers.

"And the ring?" She nervously asked.

"That's yours" he was barely able to finish the sentence before he was snoring.

Delighted, Sara stripped, and went to the bathroom to clean up. She wasn't prepared for how undignified it was too get cum out of her ass. Never the less she did her best and left the bathroom. Upon walking into their bedroom she saw her son sleeping peacefully, she leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"i love you baby."

Sara fell asleep just as quickly as Eric did.

Saturday

Sara woke to a lovely sight, the time, rarely was she able to sleep past 7:30 8:00 AM, even on the weekends. She wiped the sleep from her eyes again to make sure it wasn't blurring her vision. But the time was correct, it was 10:32 AM! Overjoyed by this news she gingerly got out of bed, as Eric was still fast asleep next to her. She made her way to the kitchen and put the coffee on, pulled the cast iron out and started on breakfast.

"Hmmm what would Master like?" She thought "Bacon and eggs of course."

Sara wasn't exactly dressed to make breakfast, she wasn't dressed to do anything really. Anything other than fuck. Never mind that, she would please her Master if it killed her.

Not long after she flipped the bacon she heard the shower running. She had hoped that she would be further along with breakfast than just the beginning. The coffee maker beeped so she poured herself a cup and left a mug for Eric.

In walked Eric, in just his towel, over his shoulder. Sara had to fight the urge to drop to her knees and milk her son's cock.

"Smells good, whatcha making me?" He said as he stood behind her.

Sara could feel the heat from Eric's body, it sent shivers all over hers.

"An omelet" she replied in a shaky voice.

Eric returned to the bedroom to get dressed and Sara continued fixing breakfast. Before long Eric was dressed and pouring himself a cup of coffee. Admiring his mother's mostly naked form.

"Mmmmm that's a great ass." He wound up and gave it a light slap.

"Ouch" she playfully joked, as she stuck it out again.

Sara folded over the rather large omelet and set the table.

"Master, will I be eating with you?"

"Yes, that would be nice."

Sara hopped back to the kitchen with joy, splitting the massive omelet in half and placing each half on a plate. Sara gave the larger, cheesiest, baconiest one to Eric and sat down.

"So, tell me my pet, what did you think of last night?" Eric genuinely inquired

"Master, I could not have described a more perfect night if I tried."

"You do realize that it's only Saturday morning right? We still have the rest of the weekend to go, and I have much more in store for you."

Eric didn't bother to listen to Sarah's response, there were two things on his mind. The amazing omelet that his mother made, and perfecting the plans he had for him and Sara.

"...Master?! Master!?"

"...Huh!? Yeah, what?"

"What are your plans for us today Master?" She inquired.

"Well MY plans are to relax and watch you do all my chores."

The thought of doing chores didn't excite Sara at all. She did, for a second, think that this was Eric's way of getting out of doing them. She mulled over the remaining chores in her head while she washed the dishes. The action of scrubbing a dish made her tits jiggle, normally contained by a bra or a shirt, they were now free. And she could feel incestuous eyes all over them.

"Mmmmmm I love these!" Eric said as he scooped her tits in his hand. Standing behind her he pressed his weight into her. Sara had to brace herself on the sink.

"Umph. Does Master want to fuck his mommy over the sink?"

"Sounds inviting, but we have more pressing matters." Eric released his grip on his mother's tits. "Go shower." He then gave Sara's butt a light slap.

"As you wish Master."

Eric followed Sara to the bedroom and began going through her drawers for an outfit. As she walked into the bathroom she tried to get a peek of what he was doing. Of course Eric already knew what he was going to pick out, he was just stalling.

Sara took off her stockings and collar, then stepped into the shower. She soaped up her body to wash off the sweat they built up on it the night before. Rubbing her poof, with her fragrant soap all over her body. She spent considerable amount of time between her legs, dropping the poof and letting her fingers dance over her clit.

"What's taking so long?!" Eric yelled.

"I'm...uhh...shaving."

Sara stopped her playtime and continued what she was supposed to be doing. Shaving. After she finished she dried off and presented herself for inspection. She saw laid out on the bed her outfit for the day, most of it was from the few items she had from Agent Provocateur, the Denver garter belt and the matching Denver bra. Both black and very see through lace. Black nylon stockings with a seam running down the back. Next she recognized a pair of mesh panties, she knew they were her sons favorite. To finish off this outfit was a pair of black 5 inch (12.7cm) pumps with an ankle strap.

"This is a very naughty outfit Master. I love it!"

Eric dangled the panties in front of his mother. "These first" he said.

Eric watched as his mother put on the mesh thong, he watched as she slid it up her legs and as the tiny strip of fabric disappeared between her ass. When she turned around he could see right through the mesh to her bald pussy.

"The bra" He said, taking in the sight of his mother doing his bidding.

Sara put her arms through the bra straps.

"Master, would you fasten the clasp?"

Eric grabbed the two ends and carefully attached them. He then watched as his mother delicately reached into each cup and adjust her boob up a bit, then mashed them together and released them. They bounced perfectly.

"Now the garter."

Sara dropped the garter on the floor and stepped into it. She bent at the waist to pick it up, knowing that her pussy lips would press against the material of her thong and Eric would get an eye full. As she slid the garter up she took care that the straps were not getting tangled. Not needing any further directions as to what was next she grabbed the stockings and sat on the edge of the bed. Sticking one leg out and pointing her toe while she bunched up one of the nylons. Sara carefully pulled on the stocking, lining up the back seam perfectly. She repeated the same process with the other nylon. While still seated she took the heels in hand, pointed her toes and gently slid them on to each of her feet.

"Now stand" Eric commanded.

Sara stood, waiting for approval.

"Something's missing...whore" he hinted.

SHIT! She thought, she left the collar in the bathroom.

"My collar Master..." She said with her head down "...It's in the bathroom, I'll get it!"

As she turned towards the bathroom she got a slap on the ass that stung a bit.

"Put it on, I'll be watching TV. Report to me when it's right." He said as he walked out of the room.

Sara looked herself over in the full length mirror. She pushed her breasts together and pouted her lips. She grabbed a butt cheek in each hand and squeezed. Still firm, she thought.

Sara had played with herself enough, so she grabbed her ring and reported to her Master.

"Better sir?"

"Much" He said with a smile "I think the dishwasher is full."

"Right away Master!"

Sara set about unloading the dishwasher. She bent at the waist with her legs spread apart to reach into it. If there were dishes that went high in a cupboard she pretended to have trouble so all the desirable parts would bounce and jiggle. None of this went unnoticed by Eric.

"This room could stand to be vacuumed and my coffee could be topped off."

"Okay Master!" She said cheerfully.

First Sara took her son's cup.

"Splash of milk and two sugars?"

"Yup." Eric admired his mom's ass as she walked back to the kitchen. Enjoying the sound her heels made on the floor and the subtle swish sound her nylons made as she walked. And she walked with purpose, like a model on a runway.

When Sara returned with the coffee she stood in front of him and bent over to give her son a fantastic view of her cleavage.

She made her way to the closet to find the vacuum, although the floor was plenty clean she suspected Eric just wanted to watch her walk around. Sara plugged it in and pushed the vacuum over the floor, making sure that at all possible times her backside was presented to her Master.

"I think that'll do. The bed needs to be made."

"It certainly does Master, I'll take care of it!"

After she put the vacuum away she skipped to the bedroom and stripped the bed. While bent over the bed she felt two fingers press lengthwise on her pussy. Instantly sending a small shock throughout her body and making her slightly damp.

"Does my Master like what he sees?" She said in a sultry voice

"You mean do I like seeing my mother's cunt while she obeys my commands? Yes, I love what I see!"

Eric left the room while Sara continued making the bed. After she finished she made her way back to the living room.

"On your knees." He commanded her

Without a word Sara dropped to her knees between her son's legs and ran her hands on Eric's thighs.

"Your panties, give them to me."