JOANNE'S FALL PT. 12 – FAMILY TIME

Joanne snuck into her bed after having a shower, she managed to not wake up Freddy. It took her a while to get to sleep, the pain from the new tattoo and from her stretched arsehole made it very hard to get comfortable.

She woke up to her alarm eventually, having gotten a couple of hours of sleep and realised that Freddy was already in the shower.

Joanne went downstairs to make herself a cup of tea.

"Morning mum." She heard Tom say as he entered the kitchen.

"Hey, sorry I couldn't talk last night," Joanne said to him, "It was just a bit late."

"It's fine... can we talk now?" Tom said.

His face was dead straight and he looked upset, Joanne panicked over what it could be, never having seen her son like this before.

"Yeah, sure." Joanne said and took a seat at their dining table with him. She looked up at him but Tom just stared at the floor, "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Is everything okay, with you and dad?" Tom asked her.

Joanne heart started to beat a mile a minute when she heard this, What does he know?! She panicked.

"W-what makes you ask that?" Joanne stuttered out and felt sick to her stomach.

"It's just, you're acting different," Tom stuttered back, "I don't know, something feels... off, the new clothes, the going out all night," Then Tom finally looked up and into his mother's eyes, "Are you seeing someone else?"

Oh god, I can't do this to him! My son, I can't ruin his life! Joanne thought.

She felt like crying as she looked at her worried, only son.

"Tom," She whispered, then she decided what she was going to do, "No, I'm not."

There it was, Joanne had added lying to her sons face to her recent mistakes.

"You... you can tell me if you are." Tom said and looked to the ground again.

"I'm not," Joanne whispered, lying yet again, "We're just having a bit of a tough patch, but your fathers actually been putting more effort in lately."

"So, you two are, okay?" Tom asked her.

"Yes, don't you worry." Joanne said to him and stood up to place a hand on his shoulder, "I love you."

"I love you too, mum." Tom replied.

Joanne went upstairs and saw that Freddy was done in the bathroom so she locked herself in, just in time for her hyperventilating.

Oh my god! He can sense it! Can Freddy sense it? Joanne thought as tears started to fall down her face, How could I lie to him, to his face! I'm a monster!

After taking a few minutes to pull herself together, Joanne takes a shower and gets ready to go to work.

However, when she stepped out of the shower, Joanne realised she didn't bring her robe in. She knew that just wrapped the towel around her leaves her open to getting her tattoos seen. One slight movement of the towel and her collar bone tattoo, or the inner thigh tattoo, or her new arse cheek tattoo could be seen.

Fuck, what am I going to do? She thought.

"Freddy!?" She shouted as she slightly opened the door.

There was no answer.

Maybe he's already gone? She thought.

Joanne tightly wrapped the towel around her, whilst doing so she did notice her loss of weigh since dieting and going the gym, the towel wrapped around her much more than normal.

Then she quickly rushed to her bedroom.

She bent over to grab her robe.

"Mum?" She suddenly heard Tom's voice say from outside of her room.

"Don't come in!!" She shouted back in pure panic.

"What's up?" He asked.

"I'm not dressed." She told him.

Joanne quickly threw the towel onto the floor and put on her robe, covering up all of her marks and her piercing.

"Okay, you can come in now." She said.

Tom opened the door and walked in.

"Are you at work today?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm setting off once I'm ready, why?" Joanne asked him.

"Was going to see if you wanted to meet up for lunch?" He asked her.

"That sounds lovely, I'll ring you when I'm free." Joanne tells him with a smile.

After that, Joanne gets dressed and heads back to work. She found herself a little nervous going in, this would be the first time she is seeing Michelle since their argument at Jason and Claire's apartment.

She walked through the office and smiled at some of her employees, Joanne sensed that none of them feared or respected her the way they used to.

It had been months since this whole blackmail started and Joanne now barely spends time in the office. When she does, she has to work at her old assistances desk and never has a lot of contact with her staff.

The odd few say "Hi" as she walks past, but Joanne feels a sense of shame and embarrassment, not being the woman, she once was.

She knocks onto Michelle's door, Joanne's old office, and walks in.

"Oh, what do you want?" Michelle grunts out, barely looking up from her laptop.

"I was just seeing what's happening, checking that everything is okay with the company?" Joanne said, still standing up.

"Sure you're not here just to see if I want to abuse and fuck you?" Michelle spat out.

"I'm... I'm sorry about how I spoke to you last time," Joanne whispered out, "I was going a little stir crazy, staying in their apartment for so long."

Michelle rose her head to finally look at Joanne.

"So, you don't still think you are just their slave anymore?" Michelle asked, still straight faced.

"I... I don't know." Joanne stuttered back, still torn on it.

"Urgh, you're pathetic." Michelle said and went back to looking at her laptop.

"Excuse me?" Joanne asked in shock, not expecting that from Michelle.

"You heard me," Michelle said, "You're pathetic, you bad person, everything you've done."

"This was all done to me, and you were part of it!" Joanne argued.

"When I first started, Claire made it clear you were wanting everything, that you enjoyed the fake abuse, well I thought it was fake," Michelle said, "Then I learnt what you were really like, and I thought maybe I could help you. But you love it, you stupid little whore."

"I do not love it!" Joanne spat back at her.

"You were talking about leaving your husband for them two to just carry this on! You've cheated on him for months, God knows how many men you've fucked." Michelle said.

"I had to for my husband! For my marriage!" Joanne shouted.

"Don't give me that, at some point it wasn't worth it." Michelle said to her, "You're telling me that all the tattoos, the abuse, the piercing, at no point you thought it was worth biting the bullet and telling Freddy the truth and hoping he doesn't leave you?"

"I.... It was too late, I had already done so much, if I had told him then it would've made it all pointless." Joanne whispered, wondering if all this time she had made the right decision.

"You can lie to yourself but I can read you like a book," Michelle said, "You love it, being treated like a slut. I see when you get turned on, you may think you're fighting it but you love it. You argue that it's for your marriage, but deep down, you're a nasty little whore that loves to be treated like one."

Joanne went to speak but suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Joanne?" One of the female employees said when she peaked through the door, "There is someone at reception to see you."

"Me?" Joanne asked, not expecting anyone, "Who is it?"

"He just said his name is Neil and you will know what it's for." The employee said and Joanne's heart sank.

No, not at my work. Joanne thought.

"I... I'll be right there." Joanne stuttered.

Then the employee left and Joanne stood there frozen.

"Someone to fuck you like a slut?" Michelle asked, "Like I said, pathetic."

"This isn't like that," Joanne said and turned to Michelle, a tear running down her eye, "This Neil, he's so much worse."

"J-Joanne... what's wrong?" Michelle asked, clearly seeing the pure fear in Joanne.

"He... he hurts me, he does things to me that no person should do to another." Joanne said.

"Well tell Jason and Claire to make him back off." Michelle told her.

"He isn't with them, he is blackmailing me as well, last night he made me... he made me do things." Joanne said with tears running down her face.

"Do you want me to go down and make him leave?" Michelle suggested.

"No, he doesn't care about hurting me, my marriage or the company. There is no reasoning with this guy, I just have to do as he says." Joanne told her.

"Tell Jason and Claire, maybe they can help if he's that bad." Michelle said.

"I don't see why they would, they just want me to be a slut." Joanne said with a croak in her voice.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Michelle asked, worried for Joanne.

"No," Joanne told her, "I don't want you to see me with him."

"Joanne, if you tell Freddy, this can all stop." Michelle said to her in a soft and delicate tone.

"Maybe," Joanne said, "But if I don't see him now, he will tell Freddy. And that is something that has to come from me."

"I understand," Michelle replied, "Be safe."

Joanne walked through the office, afraid of what sick game Neil has in mind for her. After last night, she knew he was a real psychopath.

When she first saw him stood at the reception, Joanne's heart felt like it stopped. Luckily the receptionist must've stepped away for a few minutes.

"How did you find me here?" Joanne whispered to him.

"I put a tracker on your phone when you were tied up last night," Neil said with a grin, "Now, I don't have long."

"Please, not here." Joanne begged.

"Oh, shut the fuck up, where're the bathrooms?" Neil asked her.

Joanne thought of any way to get out of it, but she knew there was no reasoning with this Neil. He would ruin her life without a moments thought.

"This way." Joanne whispered and hung her head in shame.

She walked to the downstairs bathroom, usually the most unused one and thankfully there was no one in there.

"Right, get on your knees whore." Neil ordered.

Joanne turned to look at him, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh, don't give me that, get on your fucking knees!" He shouted at her.

"Okay... okay." Joanne stuttered in fear.

She lowered herself to the dirty ground and reached up to undo his trousers.

"How's that arse feeling after last night?" Neil asked with a laugh.

"It hurts... a lot." Joanne told him as she pulled out his thick, white cock.

"Good, now come here." Neil said, he grabbed hold of Joanne's hair and shoved his cock all the way down her throat.

"Glllgg!!" Joanne coughed and gagged from the surprising thrust but Neil didn't hold up.

He instantly went to ruthlessly fucking her throat without a care for Joanne. Time and time again she gagged and coughed, it took only a few seconds for her spit to start to fall down her chin and fly over her face.

"Gllg... glllg... gllllg...ggggllgg..!" Joanne groaned at every thrust.

"Oh yeah, I'm loving having you as my whore!" Neil said to her as he fucked her face, his balls slapping against her chin at every thrust.

Joanne was constantly gagging and coughing as he fucked her throat without mercy. She just tried to hold onto him and relax herself.

For a while Joanne just let this young man fuck her mouth like it were a pussy, she did her best to keep her lips wrapped around his cock but he was going too fast. Her spit was flying all over her face and onto the floor.

Then, Neil gripped her hair tight and shoved his entire cock hard down her throat and kept it there.

"Fuuucckk yeah!" Neil grunted and Joanne felt his cum shooting directly down her throat. She was just grateful that it was over.

Joanne barely had to swallow as his whole cock was down her throat and his cum was going straight down.

When he pulled out another load of spit fell down Joanne's chin and she let out a gasp for air.

"Nice one for that bitch," Neil said and pulled his jeans back up, "I'll be seeing you again soon."

He left before Joanne even got herself to her feet. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she was disgusted with what she saw. Her make up was a mess, her hair was frizzy and she was covered in spit.

She decided that she couldn't go back and see Michelle whilst looking like this, so she took this opportunity to go to the gym again, attempting to work off her stress.

Over and hour later Joanne had finished a work out and had a shower. She had realised that over the last month or so she has gotten a lot fitter and is actually feeling skinnier.

When she got out of the shower and opened her locker her phone vibrated and she received a text.

Claire: Slave, get back to your office now.

Joanne: Yes, Mistress.

Joanne quickly got dressed and rushed back to the office. As she walked through, yet again people were giving her funny looks.

Then, she knocked onto Michelle's office door.

"Come in." She heard Claire shout.

Here we go, Joanne thought.

She opened the door and saw Claire sitting at the desk, Joanne looked around but couldn't see Michelle anywhere, I guess she wants me to herself, Joanne assumed.

"Hi Mistress." Joanne said when she closed the door and stepped in.

"Hi." Claire said to her in a bit of a pant.

"Is everything okay?" Joanne said, picking up on Claire's strange tone.

"Perfect," Claire moaned and then looked to the ground, "Don't fucking stop you black slut!"

What the fuck? Joanne thought to herself.

"Come have a look." Claire ordered.

Joanne slowly walked around the office, when she reached the other side of the desk her eyes shot wide open in shock when she saw Michelle underneath the desk licking Claire's pussy.

"Oh yeah, the dirty black slut needed some lessons in who is in charge." Claire moaned.

"I... I don't understand." Joanne said.

She had never seen Michelle join in with Claire or Jason before, she had wondered what their relationship was like, but Michelle seemed to be too strong a woman to be treated like that.

"You see.... Ahhh yeah...." Claire moaned, "I told you we had a camera in our apartment."

Joanne panicked then, wondering if Claire had indeed heard her conversations with Michelle.

"Oh." Joanne said in fear.

"Exactly," Claire moaned again, "When I heard Michelle planning on getting you for herself so you'd be free I was furious. With you as well, which is why you had to be punished to piss yourself."

"I'm sorry Mistress." Joanne said and looked at the floor in shame.

"Finger me now you black whore." Claire ordered Michelle, "However, then I heard the next conversation where you declared that you were our slave and I was proud of you."

Joanne looked up again in hope, thinking that maybe she wasn't going to get punished more, she also then saw the sad look on Michelle's face as she pumped two fingers into Claire's wet, delicious pussy.

"However, I needed to teach this fucking bitch a lesson," Claire said, "You see, Michelle's wealthy, powerful parents are very conservative and they wouldn't like knowing that their only daughter is a dyke."

Oh god, they're blackmailing Michelle now? Joanne thought.

"In fact," Claire continued, "Michelle's dad is running for mayor, and if the video of Michelle talking to you about you being blackmailed and taking you for herself ever got out, he would be ruined."

"I see." Joanne said with mixed emotions. Happy that she wasn't in trouble, but also feeling guilty for Michelle's now downfall.

"Do you see?" Claire said directed at Michelle, "You ungrateful bitch."

"Y-yes." Michelle said, her voice filled with shame.

"I gave you a company to run, a slut to use all you want and all you had to do was enjoy, but you couldn't do that, could you?" Claire said to her.

"N-no, Mistress." Michelle stuttered back.

Claire held Michelle's beautiful hair tight, keeping her an inch from her pussy.

"And I thought we were friends," Claire said and shoved Michelle's mouth back to her pussy, "But I guess I own you now as well."

Oh my god, this is crazy. Joanne thought.

However torn she was, she couldn't take her eyes away from the sexual act in front of her.

Michelle's beautiful, dark skinned face pleasing Claire's delicious pussy.

Claire spread her legs wider and started to moan a little louder from Michelle's tongue.

"Oh yeah, right there you black bitch," Claire moaned, "To think I waited so many years to use your dyke talent for myself."

Michelle's pussy was lapping at Claire's clit like it was an ice cream, making her remember when they had sex on her bed at home. Joanne couldn't help but find herself getting turned on.

"Fuck yes... yes... right there you fucking slut!" Claire moaned, "Just wait until Jason gets a go in your black cunt!"

Michelle's eyes shot wide open when she heard this.

"I don't give a fuck if your gay, you're going to be taking a lot of dick from now on!" Claire warned.

Joanne's heart broke for Michelle, knowing exactly what emotions she was going through.

Claire's moaning grew louder and louder and Joanne knew from experience that she was close to cumming, at which point Joanne realised she was jealous not to taste her Mistress's pussy.

"Fuuuckkk!" Claire moaned and her legs twitched around Michelle's head, her orgasm ripping through her body.

"Oh yeah, that was great." Claire moaned, she then grabbed Michelle's hair and yanked her head back, "What do you say?" She asked Michelle.

"T-thank you, Mistress." Michelle stuttered back.

Then Claire turned her attention to Joanne.

"Slave, pull your pants down and spread your legs." She ordered.

"W-what?" Joanne asked, not expecting to hear that.

"Do as your told, this black whore is going to make you cum." Claire said sternly.

Joanne looked down at Michelle, her eyes were filled with sadness, but Joanne there was nothing she could do to help.

"Do not disobey me you fucking slut!" Claire barked at her.

"Sorry Mistress." Joanne quickly said.

She stood up and undid her pants, then pulled them to the ground and sat down on the leather sofa.

"Black slut, crawl to her." Claire ordered.

Without saying a word, Michelle, humiliated crawled across the office until she was in between Joanne's legs. It was clear when Michelle realised that Joanne was wet as her eyes shot wide open and looked at her.

Joanne felt more guilt, knowing that Michelle knew she was turned on by this.

"Black slut, ask to lick her cunt." Claire ordered.

Michelle looked at Joanne in the eyes, sadness taking her over.

"Please... Please can I lick your cunt?" Michelle whispered.

"O-okay." Joanne said back to her.

She looked over at Claire who was smiling from the desk, How have I become a part in this sick blackmail, I feel so guilty, Joanne thought.

"Thank you." Michelle whispered.

She watched as Michelle's soft, dark hands pressed against Joanne's thick, white thighs and spread them a little further apart. Then her mouth opened and Joanne let out a moan when Michelle's tongue pressed against her swollen clit.

"Oooh god." Joanne moaned, not able to hide her pleasure.

"So, white slave," Claire said and stood up, "Tell me what has happened between the two of you that made Michelle think she could steal you."

Joanne looked down at Michelle who was almost pleading with her eyes as she ran her soft, wet tongue around Joanne's clit, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.

Joanne wanted to help, but she knew she couldn't lie to her Mistress.

"Michelle had me make her cum a lot whilst at work," Joanne said, "Then one day, she came to my house, but that was different."

Joanne let out a little moan of pleasure and looked down at Michelle who had hurt in her eyes, knowing that Joanne was about to betray her.

"We had sex, not like the normal way, this was passionate, loving." Joanne moaned out.

"Tell me exactly what happened." Claire ordered.

Joanne was too far gone, she was horny from the licking and knew she would do anything Claire told her.

"We kissed a lot... then Michelle pleased me with her tongue, then I pleased her... Oooh god," Joanne moaned as Michelle's tongue moved faster, almost as though she were angry at Joanne was selling her out, "Then we 69'd, it was nice, passionate."

"So, the black slut wants to turn you to a dyke like her." Claire said with a little laugh.

Then, without even thinking, Joanne's brainwashed mind just told Claire what she thought.

"I think she likes me, she wants a relationship with me." Joanne admitted.

"Joanne!" Michelle suddenly said, not angry, more upset.

"You shut the fuck up slut!" Claire shouted at her, "You get back to licking her cunt if you love it so much."

Michelle had a tear in her eye as she went back to licking Joanne.

"Anyway, you don't want that do you slave?" Claire asked, "You want to stay with Jason and me?"

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne admitted, "I am your slave."

"Good girl." Claire said.

Joanne's breathing started to get heavier as Michelle pleased her pussy amazingly, when she looked up, she saw Claire was holding her phone, aiming it at them both.

"What are you doing Mistress?" Joanne asked.

"I needed some more proof of our black dyke here, and you're helping with that." Claire said, obviously filming the sexual act.

"Ooooh fuck!" Joanne moaned uncontrollably from Michelle's tongue.

"Do you like Michelle Sampson eating your cunt?" Claire asked, clearly wanting to humiliate and get more blackmail ammunition.

"Yes Mistress." Joanne moaned, her hands gripping the leather chair because of the pure pleasure she was receiving.

"Say it!" Claire barked.

Joanne didn't want to hurt Michelle any more than she already had, but she couldn't disobey.

"I love Michelle Sampon eating my cunt because she is a lesbian slut!" Joanne moaned out, not believing she actually said those words.

Claire moved the phone around to get clear shots of Michelle's face as she licked Joanne's pussy.

"And you, nigger whore," Claire said, the use of the "n" word shocking Joanne further, "Do you like licking her white pussy?"

Joanne watched as Michelle turned to face the camera, filled with shame.

"Yes, Mistress." Michelle said, sealing her fate as Claire and Jason's latest victim.

"Good, now then, nigger," Claire said, "Lick that white pussy until she cums over your black face."

Claire then grabbed Michelle's head and shoved it back between Joanne's legs.

"Oooh fuck!" Joanne moaned as Michelle attacked her clit over and over.

Claire stood there, filming the entire thing, something that Joanne knew could be used against her as well as Michelle.

"Oh god... so good..." Joanne moaned.

"Are you going to cum from the black dyke's tongue?" Claire asked.

"Yes Mistress!" Joanne moaned, "I'm going to cuuuuuuuuummmmmmm!!!"

Joanne's legs twitched and shook around Michelle as her orgasm wrecked throughout her body. Joanne moaned and panted over and over and just enjoyed the pleasure.

"Fuck." Joanne panted and Michelle moved slight back.

"Right, white slave, you're coming with me today." Claire said, "Black slave, get back to fucking work."

"Yes, Mistress." Michelle whispered with shame.

Joanne followed Claire out of their office, as they walked through the rest of the building Joanne saw people staring at them both. She wondered if they knew what was happening.

Then they got into Joanne's car.

"Good work in there, I'm happy with your loyalty." Claire said to her.

"Thank you, Mistress," Joanne replied, "What are you going to do with her?"

"You should know from experience what she is to expect," Claire said, "But she will stay running the company for now, I want you to still have the free time to use."

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne replied.

"And you two are not allowed to fuck again, I don't want her clouding your judgement." Claire told her.

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne said.

"Right, we're going shopping, you need some more slutty clothes." Claire said.

Joanne then spent 2 hours in the shopping centre with Claire, they bought even more slutty clothes for Joanne. In the end Claire ordered Joanne to throw away any clothes that she had before Claire. Only to own the slutty clothes.

Joanne eventually went back home on her own, she grabbed her phone and was tempted to text Michelle, to make sure she was okay. However, Joanne didn't want to risk getting into trouble so she decided not to.

When she went inside, she heard the TV was on and saw Tom sitting in the living room.

"Hey, how're you?" Joanne asked him and sat down.

"Good, you're back early." Tom said to her.

"Oh yeah, I have a new office manager so I have more free time." Joanne told him, thinking it wasn't a proper lie.

"Sounds good," Tom replied, "Dad said we're going out for dinner tonight."

Dinner, like one big happy family, Joanne thought, I can't possibly leave Freddy with Tom staying here. I just have to wait.

A few hours later Freddy came through the door. Much to Joanne's surprise and bringing a smile to her, he was holding large, beautiful flowers.

"What are these for?" Joanne asked as he handed them to her.

"Just for being you." Freddy said and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you." Joanne said, although she was happy, she was filled with guilt.

"Right, I'll get dressed then we can go?" Freddy said.

"Where are we going?" Joanne asked him.

"That's a surprise." Freddy said with a smile.

Freddy went upstairs to get changed and the three of them drove to a very fancy restaurant to eat out together. Joanne wore the least revealing, slutty clothes that she had. Not wanting a repeat of what happened last time with someone seeing her tattoos.

"I'm just going the toilet." Tom said as Joanne and Freddy sat down.

When he left, Joanne felt Freddy reach over and hold her hand.

"How has your day been?" He asked her.

Oh god, why has he had to get caring now?! Joanne thought.

"G-good, how was yours?" Joanne asked him.

"Good, even better now I've seen you." Freddy said and leant over to kiss her cheek.

"Get a room you two." Tom said with a laugh as he returned to the table.

Joanne could see the happiness on Tom's face, after their conversation she hoped that he was still happy.

They ordered a few drinks, Joanne had a bottle of wine and they then ordered their food.

"So, what's new with you Tom? Any girl in your life?" Freddy asked part way through their meal.

"None as of yet." Tom said with a smile.

"That's a surprise." Joanne said, really enjoying her time with the family.

"You know me, not wanting to settle down any time soon." Tom joked, "What about you two, anything coming up?"

"Not yet," Freddy said and then held Joanne's hand again, "Although I was thinking, we should book a holiday this year."

"Really?" Joanne asked him, the two of them not having been on holiday for years.

"Yeah," Freddy said with a smile, "Maybe Tom could come and we could have a family holiday?"

"I'd be up for that." Tom said.

The three of them continued to chat, laugh and have a few more drinks throughout the night.

By the end, Joanne had drunk a bottle and a half of wine and as they walked out, she was holding Freddy's hand.

It feels like when we were young again. Joanne thought to herself with a huge smile on her face.

When they got out of the taxi back at home Tom went straight to his room and Joanne and Freddy went to theirs.

Once they were through the door, Freddy turned around and planted his lips onto Joanne's. His hands hand her hips as he opened his mouth and Freddy's tongue ran against Joanne's.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned as she made out with her husband.

His hands moved up to pull off Joanne's top, then even through her slightly drunk state she snapped back to reality.

"Wait!" She quickly told him.

"What's wrong?" Freddy asked her with a concerned look on his face.

Oh god, what do I do? How can I stop this without raising any concerns! Joanne thought. Then an idea came to her head.

She walked over to the door and flicked the light switch off. With the curtains closed and stopping any outside light getting int the room was pitched black.

"I can't see anything." Freddy then joked.

"Good," Joanne told him, "I erm, just feeling a little self-conscious about my body."

"Oh Hunny, you have an amazing body." Freddy told her.

"Still, I want to keep the lights off." Joanne said.

She followed his voice and started to make out with her husband again, this time when he lifted her top up, she allowed it.

Knowing it was pitch black so he couldn't see her tattoos, however she didn't want him to feel her nipple piercing, so she made a conscious effort to keep her bra on.

Joanne then undid his belt and pulled his jeans down. When she grabbed onto his hard cock Freddy let out a little moan.

Oh god, how do I do this? Joanne thought.

Wanting to be as covered as possible for safety, Joanne lay down on the bed and ushered Freddy on top of her, keeping the covers over them both as best she could.

She pulled down her skirt and wrapped her thick legs around her husband's waist for the first time in years.

She then felt his hard, albeit smaller, cock against her soaking wet pussy.

"Ooooh god." Joanne moaned when she felt his cock sliding inside of her.

Years of a sexless marriage, Joanne was finding more pleasure than she expected from Freddy's cock.

After taking so many huge cocks in her, she worried that she would barely feel Freddy, but it was actually good.

"Oh Joanne, I love you." Freddy moaned as he kissed her.

"I... I love you too." Joanne whispered back to her, torn over whether she meant it or not.

As he slowly thrusted in and out of her, Joanne couldn't help but feel amazing pleasure.

He was lightly moaning as he made love to his wife. Joanne's hands rand around Freddy's back and used her legs to pull him deeper inside of her.

"Oh god... Freddy." Joanne moaned as even from the slow love making, she felt her orgasm rising.

"Oh Joanne." Freddy moaned back.

His slow and steady thrusting pushed her further and further into her pleasure.

"Freddy... I'm gonna cum." Joanne moaned.

"Me too." Freddy warned.

Joanne couldn't stop herself, she wrapped her legs around him tight and kept him fucking her.

"Cum inside me." She told him.

"Are you sure?" He moaned back but Joanne was too close to orgasm.

"Yyyyyyeeeeessss." She moaned in a whisper so she didn't alert Tom.

"Ooooh god!" Freddy moaned and the married couple came in unison.

Joanne could feel him filling her pussy with cum for the first time in a long time and Joanne came around his smaller cock.

He kept pumping in and out of her for a while until they were both finished, then he rolled off of her.

Joanne quickly grabbed her pyjamas and got dressed, so he wouldn't accidentally see her tattoos.

"That was amazing." Freddy panted.

"It really was." Joanne said and kissed him.

As Freddy fell asleep Joanne's mind was running wild.

I can't believe that happened, after all this time. She thought, Do I love him? Is this whole thing just fucked up?

The next day Joanne decided to not go into work, she didn't know if she could face Michelle after everything that happened.

"What are you up to today?" She asked Tom as he was having breakfast.

"Nothing really." He told her.

"Why don't we have a mother and son day?" Joanne asked, wanting to spend some quality time with her son.

"Sounds perfect to me mum." He replied with a smile.

Joanne took Tom to the shopping centre where she bought him some new clothes. She caught up on anything new in his life, which wasn't much. But she felt like she was bonding with her son again.

After the night before and spending the day with Tom, Joanne felt a bit like her old self again. Before her blackmail started.

"What are you doing with the rest of the time you're back?" Joanne asked Tom.

"I think I'm catching up with some mates in a few days." Tom told her.

"Fair enough, no getting too drunk though." Joanne joked.

Much to Joanne's surprise, she didn't hear much from Claire or Jason for a few days and she enjoyed time with her husband and her son.

The more time she spent with both of them, the more Joanne wanted that life back. She wanted to be a happy mum again.

Then, one night, she got a text from Neil.

Neil: Hi whore, you're meeting with me tonight. I'll send you the address.

Joanne sighed, brought back to reality after a few days of peace. She agreed, knowing she couldn't say no.

A few hours later she was dressed in slutty clothes, a short black skirt and a very exposing, low-cut top.

Then she met Neil at a new address.

"Slut, come in." He said opening the door.

Straight away Joanne could tell there were others in the house and she feared of a repeat of the other night. She didn't know if she could go through that again.

"Please, I can't do the same as the other night." She begged him.

"Don't worry," Neil said with a laugh, "This will be tamer, sort of."

As they walked into the house, Joanne tried to count how many different voices she could here, she couldn't work it out but it sounded like a lot.

Then she entered the room and she saw five men sitting around, to her surprise they were all naked... and all blindfolded.

"Boys, the entertainment is here," Neil said and the lads started to cheer, "Her name is Susan and she can't wait to make you all cum."

I can't believe I have to make all these guys cum, this isn't me! Joanne thought as she looked around.

Then, her eyes shot wide open when she saw one, young, very attractive and very muscular guy.

Oh my god, that's James! Joanne thought in pure horror. The more she looked around the more she recognised, all of the guys were Tom's friends!

No! He isn't here is he?! Joanne thought, she looked around but couldn't see him and let out a sigh of relief.

"Back in one sec." Neil said, then he grabbed Joanne's hand and dragged her outside.

"What the fuck is going on?!" Joanne whispered to him.

"I got your son's number from your phone the other night, turns out we have a few mutual friends. So, I got a few of them to come over for a party with a prostitute." Neil told her and Joanne felt sick.

"Please, they can't know!" Joanne begged.

"Do you not see their blindfolds?" Neil said to her with a laugh, "They won't know anything as long as you obey like a good slut."

"Is... is my son here?" Joanne asked, fearing the answer.

"No, just his mates." Neil said and Joanne let out a little sigh of relief.

Joanne's eyes welled up again, she hated Neil with every inch of her body.

"Good, now, you're going to go in there and make all of your son's friends cum." Neil laughed at her.

I fucking hate this. Joanne thought as she hung her head in shame.

She walked back in and looked at all the lads, she was surprised at how in shape they all were. Each of them was already hard and they were all different shapes and sizes.

"Okay then Susan, who's cock are you going to suck first?" Neil asked her.

Joanne didn't want to speak at risk of them recognising her voice, so she got onto her knees in front of James.

"Seems that James is the first lucky one." Neil said.

"Oh yeah, I haven't had a good blowjob in weeks." James joked back.

Joanne couldn't believe she was about to suck her sons' friend's cocks, but she had no other way out.

She reached up and took his 6-inch, white cock in her hands.

"Oh yeah, are you sure we can't take the blindfolds off and see the slut?" James asked and Joanne panicked.

"Sorry lads, she wants her identity kept secret." Neil said.

"I wonder if it's someone we know?" One of the other lads, Keith, another friend of Tom that Joanne recognised said.

"I don't know any girl that's this much of a slut." One of them laughed and Joanne felt even more humiliated.

I can't believe I'm about to suck every one of my sons' friend's cocks, Joanne thought, feeling like she hit another low of humiliation.

Wanting to get this over with, Joanne leant forward and James's cock in her mouth.

"Fuck yes, the whore is sucking my cock!" James laughed out.

"I can't wait to have a go from the slut." Another one laughed.

Joanne wanted to curl up into a ball and die, she was ashamed of everything she had already done, but this was worse, and riskier.

Joanne knew she would see Tom's friends for the rest of her life and she would have to live with the knowledge that she's made them all cum.

She then tightly wrapped her lips around his thick shaft, with her soft, wet tongue she ran it around his head as he started to leak precum.

"Mmm." Joanne accidentally moaned before she could stop herself.

"The whore just moaned!" James laughed out and the rest cheered.

Even filled with shame, Joanne did her best to get this done quick. She started to bob up and down James's impressive cock. She had known him his entire life and Joanne didn't know if she would be able to look at him again.

Her wet tongue kept massaging his shaft as she bobbed up and down, she used her right hand to massage his big, smooth balls as she sucked his dick.

"Oh yeah, she knows what she's doing." James moaned.

Joanne looked up at the handsome young man that was panting and moaning because of her, as much as she hated it, she was turned on knowing that this young man was enjoying her mouth.

After a few minutes of bobbing up and down, Joanne moved her mouth away and let a small amount of spit drop from her lips onto the head of his cock.

With her right hand she spread her spit all over him and wanked his thick cock, then James let out another loud moan.

"Fuuuuck, so good." James moaned.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned back, losing herself in the moment.

Although she hated it and herself right now, Joanne was appreciative of being the one in charge. She wasn't being tied up and forced to be fucked like last time.

As she spread her spit around his cock, Joanne took him back into her mouth and tried to take him deeper.

She felt his cock hitting her throat but with all of her practice she held in the gag and kept going.

Deeper and deeper, his cock went down her throat until Joanne eventually felt his balls on her chin.

"Fuuck! She's deep throated the whole thing!" James moaned.

"Fuck, I wish we knew which girl this was! I'd use her all the time!" Keith shouted out.

Joanne panicked but couldn't speak, instead she kept deep throating James's cock over and over. Her lips were like a vice around his cock and her tongue was massaging all over his shaft and head.

"Oh fuck... oh yeah.... Suck my cock you fucking slut." James moaned louder and louder.

As Joanne repeatedly deep throated his cock, she knew he was getting close to cumming.

"Oooh fuuuuucckk!" James grunted and Joanne felt the first shot of cum hitting her tongue.

"Mmmm!" She uncontrollably moaned from his delicious, thick cum.

He fired more and more cum into her mouth and Joanne automatically swallowed down every last drop, finding herself turned on by swallowing his load.

"Fuck, that was so good." James panted out after he finished cumming.

Joanne kept sucking his cock, milking the last of his cum before she pulled her mouth away.

"Okay slut, who's next?" Neil asked.

Joanne looked at Neil who was smiling back to her with an evil grin.

Without speaking, she crawled over to Keith and took his smaller but fatter cock in her mouth.

"Oh yeah, the fucking whore is sucking my cock now!" Keith said out loud.

Joanne couldn't believe that Tom's friends would talk like this and just hoped he had more respect for women.

Joanne kept sucking his cock, over and over she would take him down her throat until she was rewarded with her second load of cum down her throat.

"Fuck yeah, that was great." Keith said as Joanne finished sucking his cock.

"Right then," Neil said, "Who wants to fuck the whore?"

Then all the lads cheered and agreed.

How are they going to fuck me without seeing who I am? Joanne thought.

"Slut, come out here." Neil ordered.

Joanne was grateful to get off her knees and followed Neil outside.

"Right, take your clothes off." He ordered.

Joanne wanted to argue but knew she couldn't, so she got naked yet again in front of Neil.

"Here, put this on." He said and handed her a jet-black hood, "It'll hide your identity."

"Please no," Joanne pleaded, "They will recognise me!"

"I assume none of them have seen you naked before, or would think their friend's mum has all the tattoos you have." Neil argued.

"Don't do this, please." Joanne begged again.

"Put it on or I will let them all see your face you fucking whore." Neil shot back at her.

Fuck! Joanne freaked in her head.

She grabbed the hood and put it over her face. It covered her face entirely and went just below her shoulders. With the hood on she couldn't see a thing.

"Right, follow me." Neil said and grabbed Joanne's wrist.

He led her back into the room.

"On your hands and knees." He ordered.

Joanne's entire body was trembling with fear of being caught, this was by far the riskiest thing she had done.

"Tattoos looking well." Neil laughed as Joanne got onto the ground.

Please god don't let anyone recognise me. Joanne prayed in her head.

"Right then lads, you can take your blindfolds off, but no one takes off her hood." Neil said.

This is it. Joanne thought, realising this could be her getting outed.

"Woah, she's older than I thought she'd be." One of the lads laughed.

"And a bit thicker." One other mocked and Joanne felt more humiliated, her only saving grace was that no one seemed to guess who she was.

"Have a touch, but no fucking her yet." Neil said.

Then Joanne felt the first pair of hands on her arse cheeks and her body jumped a little.

"Look at all her tattoos, she really is a whore." One lad mocked.

"We can fuck her arse?" One said, clearly reading the tattoo on her arse cheeks.

"Not tonight, you all just get her cunt. Her arse is for me when you're all done." Neil said and Joanne knew her arsehole was going to get another fucking.

She felt another pair of hands touching her naked body. Her hands were standing on edge, being so close to being caught seemed to have an effect on her body.

Each touch was making her spine shiver with a sick excitement.

Then another pair of hands reached around and grabbed her hanging tits.

"Fuck, for an old woman she has great tits, proper big ones." One laughed as he mauled at her tits.

He was grabbing and squeezing her tits as another grabbed her arse and another pair of hands rubbed around her back.

"Mmmmm." Joanne moaned and bit her lip not to let her voice out.

As much as she dreaded what was to come, her body was reacting intensely to being touched so much. The fact that it was her sons' friends just made this sick game more exciting.

Then, two fingers pushed deep into her pussy.

"The slut is fucking soaked." One voice called out and Joanne recognised it as Ryan, another of Tom's friends.

She couldn't stop the pleasure as Ryan's fingers pumped in and out of her soaking wet pussy.

"Look at that little arsehole." Another voice said.

As her pussy was getting finger fucked faster, a single finger then pushed deep into her arsehole.

"HHhhhhggmm!!" Joanne moaned at the double pleasure.

A pair of hands were playing with her tits, squeezing and twisting her nipples as both holes were getting fingered and Joanne started to find it hard to hide her pleasure.

A third finger pushed into her soaking wet pussy and fucked her faster.

"Mmmm! Mmmmm!" Joanne moaned as all these lads groped and played with her.

"Who do you think it is?" One lad asked.

"No idea," Another said and Joanne was grateful, "I don't know any older woman that's this big a slut."

Hearing them talk about her like this just enhanced Joanne's pleasure.

Having her pussy and her arsehole fingered at the same time and the degrading conversations sent Joanne over the edge and she couldn't hold it in any longer. She curled her hands into a fist and tensed her entire body.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMM!!" She bit her lip and moaned loudly.

"The fucking slut is cumming!" Ryan laughed out as he kept fingering her faster and faster.

Joanne's pussy clenched and gushed around the fingers inside of her, she could feel her arsehole tensing around the single figure as she came with pure shame.

As her pussy got wetter from cumming, Ryan's fingering got harder and faster.

She then felt her pussy stretch open and she felt entirely full inside.

"I got my whole fist in her!" Ryan then laughed out.

OOOOH FUUUCCKK!!! Joanne moaned in her head from the pleasure of being fisted in front of all these lads.

His fist kept fucking her drenched cunt over and over. Joanne couldn't believe how full she felt from his fist as the rest of her body was mauled by these lads.

"Right then boys," Neil's voice then called out, "Time for the whore to get her first cock."

All the lads' cheered and howled and Joanne felt the fist leave her drenched, stretched cunt.

"Just in time." Neil then said.

Joanne was panting and having to stop herself from moaning as pleasure still coursed through her body.

"Seems I missed a lot." Another man said and Joanne's pleasure turned to complete shock.

No, please no. Joanne thought.

"Oh yeah, I think you should get to go first." Ryan then said.

"Sounds good to me." She heard the man say again and Joanne almost passed out in horror as she knew without a doubt that the voice was Tom's.

Joanne stayed perfectly still, she considered making a run for it but with the hood on she had no idea where the lads were standing and she knew if she took it off, she would instantly get recognised.

Her body was trembling with fear and when she felt a pair of hands grip onto her hips Joanne's body jumped.

"Fucking hell, you lot already got her started pretty well." She heard Tom say with a laugh.

No, Tom, don't do this! Joanne pleaded in her head.

She then felt what seemed to be a very thick cock head rubbing up and down her absolutely drenched pussy lips.

"I'm going to enjoy this." She heard Tom say from behind her.

I can't believe this is happening, my son is about to fuck me without even knowing it. Joanne thought.

"Oooooh yeeeaahh." Tom moaned a heavy moan and Joanne felt her pussy filling up with a surprisingly thick and long cock.

"Mmmmmmm!" Joanne bit her lip and moaned as quiet as possible, not able to stop herself from getting pleasure from a cock inside of her, even if it was her sons.

Her sons cock kept going deeper and deeper around her wet pussy that clenched around his shaft.

When she felt his balls press against her, Joanne knew she had her sons cock balls deep in her pussy.

"Fucking hell, for a whore she is tight!" Tom laughed out, unknowingly talking about his own mum.

"Hhhmm!" Joanne moaned into the hood, hating that she her cunt was actually receiving pleasure from this.

Tom then started to slowly thrust in and out of his mums soaking wet pussy, his cock was being tightly clenched around and Joanne hated that she was actually receiving pleasure from this.

"How's her cunt?" One of the lads asked.

"So fucking good, better than anyone else I've fucked." Tom said as he kept slowly fucking his mum.

For the first time, Joanne was grateful for her tattoos, knowing that Tom would never think it could be her because of them.

Then she felt him reach around and grab onto her hanging tits.

"Fucking hell her tits are amazing." Tom said as he kept slowly fucking her.

I can't believe my son is playing with my tits as he fucked me! Joanne thought, Why does it have to feel good!

"Nearly as good as your mums' tits!" One of the lads laughed out and Joanne felt like her heart stopped.

"Shut up about my mum!" Tom then said.

"Not my fault your mum's hot!" Another one joked back.

Joanne couldn't believe what she was hearing, Does his friends find me hot? She thought.

"Shut the fuck up!" Tom shouted back, coming to his mum's defence.

"HHHMM!!" Joanne squealed when Tom grabbed her nipples and twisted them.

"She fucking loves it!" Tom said.

"She's already cum once." One lad said.

"Let's see if I can make it twice." Tom said and then Joanne felt his hands leave her tits and grab onto her waist.

Oh fuck! Joanne thought as he gripped onto her.

Then he started to fuck her properly, no more of the soft thrusting, Joanne's son was well and truly fucking her soaked cunt.

"Mmm... mmm... MMMM!" Joanne found it hard to keep her moans in as Tom fucked her over and over.

"Does she not speak?" Tom moaned as he fucked her.

"She doesn't want us to know who she is," Someone said, "I guess we know her."

"I don't know anyone like this!" Tom laughed and then spanked Joanne's arse hard.

"HHMMM!" She moaned from the spank and the fucking.

The lads were cheering as Joanne moaned and grunted from her sons hard fucking, every thrust she felt his balls hit her clit as he went deep inside.

I can't believe.... I'm being fucked by my son! Joanne thought as she held in the moans, but it feels so fucking good!!

"Oh fuck! She's clenching around my cock!" Tom moaned as he kept fucking her.

"Think she's going to cum again?" Someone said.

"Oh, she will!" Tom joked back and kept fucking her harder and harder, "Anyone fucked her arse yet?" He then asked.

"Neil said we aren't allowed, that's just for him." Another lad said

"Dam, would love to get a go in this fat arse." Tom said and hurt his mother's feelings as he kept fucking her.

"Sorry mate," Joanne heard Neil then say from the side, "You're just going to have to cum in her cunt."

Oh fuck! Joanne thought as she realised where this was heading, My son is going to cum in my unprotected pussy!!

"MMMMM!" For some sick reason this just turned Joanne even more.

Tom kept fucking her harder and harder, Joanne just did her best to stay still and take the amazing fucking from her son's big cock but her orgasm started to rise inside of her.

"Oh yeah, I'm about go cum in the slut!" Tom warned and that was the last thing to push Joanne over the edge.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!" Joanne bit her lip hard and screamed as her orgasm shocked throughout her body.

I'M CUMMING AROUND MY SONS COCK!!! She screamed in her head.

"Yes! Keep fucking clenching around my cock, slut!" Tom moaned and slapped her arse again.

"MMM!" Joanne kept moaning as he fucked her through her amazing, incestual orgasm.

"FUUUCK YESS!!!" Tom grunted and Joanne felt his cum start to fill up her unprotected pussy.

The feeling of her sons cum hitting inside of her pussy just kept her own orgasm going even longer.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck..." Tom panted as he kept unknowingly milking his cock into his mum's pussy.

When he pulled out Joanne let out a long sigh and felt his cum start to leak out of her.

"Quick, someone else fuck the whore!" Neil laughed out.

In a matter of seconds another hard cock was pushed balls deep into her cum filled pussy and they wasted no time fucking her.

Once again Joanne had to bite her lip to stop from moaning as he fucked her harder and harder. It was as though her orgasm had scrambled her brain and Joanne was just receiving pure pleasure form the fucking.

"What have you been up to since you got back Tom?" Joanne heard Ryan ask as she kept getting fucked.

"Just seeing the family." Tom replied, as though someone wasn't getting fucked in the middle of the room.

"What did you tell your parents you were doing tonight?" Ryan said with a laugh.

"Just said I was seeing mates," Tom replied, "Wasn't about to tell my mum and dad that I'm fucking a prostitute with you all." Tom laughed out and Joanne felt even more shame.

"Fuuck!" The one fucking Joanne grunted and she got another load of cum filling her pussy.

As quick as that cock left her pussy, another entered her.

"Mmmmm." Joanne moaned, feeling drunk on cum and almost letting her moaning slip.

"How is your mum doing?" She heard Ryan say with a laugh.

"Will you shut up about my mum." Tom argued back, clearly annoyed by his jokes.

"Come on, we know your mum wants me." Ryan joked back at him.

Is this really what they think? Joanne thought to herself as she felt the cock sliding in and out of her cum filled pussy.

"Please, my mums too good for the likes of you." Tom said back to him.

"The things I would do to your mum." Ryan then laughed out.

"Well, I unwillingly had to listen to my mum and dad having sex the other night so I don't think she would be interested in you." Tom said and Joanne's eyes shot open at realising he heard them.

"I would fucking love that, bet you were hard listening to your hot mum getting fucked." Ryan joked.

"You're disgusting, that's my mum!" Tom argued back to him.

If only he knew he just fucked his mum. Joanne thought as she felt another load of cum fill her pussy.

"Well boys, are you all done?" Neil asked.

Joanne just remained on her hands and knees, her legs were twitching from all the pleasure she had received and she could feel the mass amount of cum leaking out of her well fucked cunt.

The lads started to murmur that they were done and Joanne was grateful that this was nearly over.

"I could go again." She suddenly heard Tom say and Joanne's heart sank.

"You want to fuck her again?" Neil asked.

No, please Tom, just go home! Joanne prayed to herself.

"I think I want to try her mouth out." Tom then said and Joanne panicked yet again.

"Fair enough," Neil said, "But you have to put a blindfold on to keep her identity secret."

"I can do that." Tom said.

She then heard all the rest of the lads say goodbye and go home, leaving just Tom.

"Okay slut, he's blindfolded, you can take your hood off." Neil said.

With her hands shaking, Joanne slowly pulled off her hood and her eyes had to adjust to the light. When she turned her head, she saw her son sitting on the sofa, completely naked with his arms out wide, waiting for her.

"Go on then slut, suck his cock." Neil said with a laugh.

Joanne looked at him and Neil had a sick smile on his face.

She shook her head at him and pleaded with her eyes.

"Now." He ordered firmly and mouthed that he would take off Tom's blindfold.

With shame filling her completely, Joanne crawled until she was in between her son's legs. She looked at his naked body, he was a lot more toned than she would've thought and was amazed at the size of his cock.

It was at least 6 inches and pretty thick, He doesn't get that from his dad, she thought.

His cock still glistened with what Joanne assumed was a mix of hers and his cum. Then she raised one hand and held onto it.

"Oh yeah, I wish I could see you." Tom said.

"She won't talk." Neil then said.

"Fair enough, I guess the blowjob will have to do." Tom then replied.

Tom's abs glistened with some sweat and Joanne found herself thinking her son was actually an attractive young man. As she held his cock, she felt it pulsing a little in her hands.

I'm about to suck my son's cock. Joanne thought, utterly humiliated with herself.

Against her wishes, Joanne opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around her sons thick, hard, juicy cock.

"Oooh yeah." Tom moaned when he felt the warmth of the mouth around his dick.

"Mmmmm." Joanne moaned, unable to stop herself from enjoying the thick cock in her mouth.

I have my sons dick in my mouth, Joanne thought to herself as she tasted her own pussy and his cum on her tongue.

"Fucking hell, that feels amazing." Tom moaned as Joanne slowly took just past the head into her mouth and bobbed up and down on it.

An hour ago, Joanne had never heard her son swear before, but now she didn't know if she could look at him the same again.

She slowly and lovingly bobbed up and down her son's hard cock, not in her usual slutty way. She massaged every inch of his shaft with her soft, wet tongue and felt his cock twitch in her mouth.

"That's so good." He moaned again.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned back, she attempted to forget it was her son she was sucking off and pretend it was just another man.

She pulled her mouth away, held Toms cock up and pressed her tongue against his shaved balls.

"Fuuuuckk!" Tom moaned as he unknowingly had his mum sucking and licking his balls.

"Mmm!" Joanne moaned again as she took the egg-shaped ball into her mouth and gently licked them.

With her right hand she wanked his spit covered cock and kept licking and sucking on his balls.

"Have you ever had a woman lick your arse before?" Neil suddenly piped up.

"What?" Tom said back, "No, never."

Please just stop! Joanne thought to herself, knowing that Neil is loving adding to her humiliation.

"This slut loves rimming men, you need to try it!" Neil said pushing Tom further.

"I don't know, isn't that a little gay?" Tom said back, clearly hesitant to it.

"Having a woman pleasing you is as far from gay as it goes, trust me." Neil said sounding very convincing.

"Hmmm, fuck it. Go on then." Tom said and Joanne knew she was about to cross yet another incest line with her son.

"Good man, spread your legs and lift them up so she can get to your arsehole." Neil said.

"Okay." Tom replied, still clearly not fully sold on it.

Then Joanne watched as her only son lifted his legs into the air, exposing his shaved, tight arsehole.

"Go on whore, eat his arsehole." Neil ordered.

I can't believe this is happening. Joanne thought to herself.

She wanted to run, to do anything, but she was too weak and to broken to fight.

Instead, Joanne extended her tongue, leaned in and pressed it against her son's arsehole.

"Fuuuuck!" Tom moaned as his mum flicked her tongue against his untouched arsehole.

Her face was blocked with his spit covered balls but Joanne kept running her wet tongue over and over around his arsehole.

"Jesus! You were right!" Tom moaned, clearly enjoying being rimmed.

"Oh yeah, told you she loves eating men's arsehole." Neil said.

I fucking don't! Joanne thought to herself as she flicked her tongue up and down her son's arsehole.

"Fuck, that's good!" Tom moaned again.

Joanne could feel her son twitching from her tongue, every time she flicked his hole, he let out a loud moan.

"Fuck his arse with your tongue whore!" Neil suddenly ordered.

I hate you! Joanne silently thought to herself.

She stuck her tongue out and pushed it deep inside of her son's arsehole.

"Fuuuuckk yeah!" Tom moaned loudly as Joanne pushed her tongue in and out of his arse.

She fucked his tight little hole with her tongue over and over, delving deep into him and making him quiver with pleasure.

"Finger him." Neil then said.

"What?!" Tom moaned in shock.

"Trust me." Neil told him.

"Fuck it, okay." Tom replied.

Joanne wanted to cry, but she moved back and pushed her middle finger knuckle deep inside of Tom.

"Ooooh god!" Tom moaned.

"Now get back to sucking his cock." Neil ordered.

Joanne instantly took her son's cock back into her mouth, she hoped to just make him cum and make this end.

As she greedily bobbed up and down Tom's cock, she pushed her finger in and out of his arse. Fingering her own son as she deep throated his cock.

"Oh fuck... oh yeah, that's good!" Tom moaned.

Joanne fingered him faster and faster as she took his cock all the way down her throat.

"FUUUUCCKK!!!" Tom roared and Joanne felt her son start to fill her mouth with his delicious, thick cum.

Like the slut she was, Joanne swallowed down every drop as her son's arsehole clenched around her finger.

"Fuck, that was amazing!" Tom panted out.

Joanne finished sucking his cock until his balls were fully drained and pulled away.

"Right whore," Neil said, "Get out so we can let our guest leave."

Without saying a word, Joanne pulled her finger from her son's arsehole and looked at him still panting for breath.

"Thanks." He moaned out.

What have I become? Joanne thought.

She could hear Neil and Tom talking but Joanne tuned it out, still not believing what she had just done.

Eventually she heard the front door close.

"You can come back in now." Neil shouted.

Humilliated, weak and feeling cum leak out of her, Joanne slowly walked back into the room and saw Neil smiling at her.

"Good job slut, you just made me £100." Neil said with a laugh.

"You... you made them pay?" Joanne said, her heart breaking and feeling sick at the fact that she had officially been a prostitute.

"Oh yeah, your son even left a tip, here you go." Neil said and threw a £10 note to her, which Joanne left and let hit the floor.

"You made me commit incest." Joanne whispered, feeling like she was about to have a break down.

"You couldn't stop it, lest he would've seen what a slut you were," Neil said, "But you could've stopped it."

"Please, leave me alone." Joanne whispered and hung her head in shame.

Before she knew what was happening, Neil gripped her hair and yanked her head up to look at him.

"I'm not leaving you, cunt, you're all mine." Then he threw her head so Joanne landed on the sofa with her arse aimed at Neil.

As she jumped up, she felt his hand back on her head and he threw her back down.

"No! Stop!" Joanne shouted.

Then, without any warning she felt his entire cock slide balls deep into her arsehole.

"Ahhhhh fuck!" Joanne shouted out from her arsehole being stretched.

SPANK!

"Oh yeah, I love it when you try and fight back you pathetic bitch!" Neil laughed as he went straight to fucking her.

Joanne could feel his cock as though it were in her stomach, pumping in and out of her tight arsehole whilst he gripped her hips.

She tried to get up but his strong hands held her roughly down.

SPANK!

"You fucking whore!" Neil moaned, "You had your son cum in your cunt and then you rimmed him and fingered him! And you got paid for it!"

Joanne felt sick to her stomach, the fact that she was actually receiving some pleasure from him ripping into her arse just made her feel more pathetic.

"And your son fucking loved you fingering him and rimming him!" Neil mocked, "He's probably a secret faggot!"

"Leave... him.... Out of this!" Joanne moaned back, trying to hide any pleasure she was receiving.

"I'm not gay you stupid whore," Neil shouted and then slapped Joanne's arse as hard as possible and made her yelp, "You pathetic, disgusting whoooooorrreeeeee!!!" Neil moaned loud as he filled Joanne's bowels with his thick load of cum.

When he pulled out Joanne felt like her arsehole was on fire and could feel his cum leaking out of her hole.

"Right, get the fuck out." Neil ordered.

With a few tears running down her face Joanne quickly got dressed and ran out and to her car.

"Fuck you!!!!" She screamed in her car.

As she drove home, a sickening thought came to Joanne's head.

She knew that she was older and chances of getting pregnant were slim, however, what if? I would have no idea who the father would be, if he would be black, white, my husbands or worse... my son's.

When she pulled up to the house, she had to control herself, her heart was beating a mile a minute at the thought of seeing Tom.

Eventually, she got the strength to get up and go inside.

"Hello?" She heard Freddy shout from the living room.

"It's only me." Joanne muttered back.

"Ah, I thought you might've been Tom." Freddy said.

"He's not back yet?" Joanne asked.

"No, don't think he'll be back until tomorrow." Freddy told her.

"Oh, okay," Joanne said, although she was happy not to have to look him in the eye, "I'm going to bed."

"See you soon." Freddy shouted.

Joanne went for a quick shower and then went to bed, after so much fucking she fell asleep straight away.

However, she woke up in the night covered in sweat, as she panted, she remembered the dream she had just had. She was back on her hands and knees with her son's big cock fucking her and making her cum.

What is wrong with me. Joanne thought and went back to sleep.

The next day Joanne woke up and she could hear Freddy and Tom talking downstairs, when she checked the time, she realised it was already 9am.

Although she was dreading having to look at her son, she went downstairs and saw them both and they had made her breakfast.

"Morning mum." Tom said with a smile.

Joanne looked at him, she couldn't look into his eyes as all she could picture was him lay back and moaning as he filled her mouth with cum.

"M-morning." Joanne stuttered out and sat down.

"Do you think you can take the day off from work?" Freddy asked.

"Why?" Joanne replied.

"We were thinking, it's a good day, we could drive to the beach?" Freddy suggested.

"Oh, I'd like that." Joanne said with a smile, thinking that a day away could clear her head a little.

"Great, we will eat, get ready and go." Freddy said.

After they finished eating Joanne went upstairs to get ready. She knew she couldn't wear a bikini because of her tattoos.

So, she opted for a pair of shorts that just about covered her thigh tattoo and a t-shirt that covered all of her body work.

"Ready?" Tom asked and lightly tapped her shoulder which made Joanne jump from his contact.

"Erm, yeah." Joanne said.

I can't believe he's fucked me... and worse, he actually paid for it, Joanne thought.

The drive to the beach took about an hour and to be fair it was an extremely hot day. They found a comfortable spot on the sand and sat down for a bit.

"Not wearing a bikini?" Freddy asked her.

"I erm, didn't want to get my body out." Joanne said, trying to think of any excuse.

"Aww Hun, you have a beautiful body." He told her and leaned across to kiss her cheek.

Joanne looked up and saw Tom walking over to them from the sea. He was just in swimming shorts and the water was glistening off of his toned body. Joanne found herself staring at him, remembering his body as he leant back, completely naked the night before.

"You two alright?" Tom asked as he reached them.

"Great, how's the water?" Freddy asked and handed him a towel.

"Cold." Tom laughed back.

Joanne looked around her then back up at Tom, he was looking at Joanne but not at her face. He had a confused look and Joanne worried that he was going to recognise her legs or something.

"I'm going to get an ice cream." Joanne quickly shouted and stood up.

"Okay, see you in a sec." Freddy said and Joanne pretty much ran off.

As she walked around a wall and out of sight, Joanne's phone vibrated in her pocket. When she grabbed it, she saw it was Claire calling her.

"Hi Mistress." Joanne said as she answered the phone.

"Slave, where are you? Get to work now." She ordered.

"I can't Mistress I'm sorry, I'm at the beach with my family." Joanne told her and worried she would get some form of punishment.

"Hmmm," Claire said as Joanne panicked, "Fair enough."

"Thank you, Mistress." Joanne said with a sigh of relief.

"However," Claire said, "I expect you to take a photo of you topless and your big udders out in the next 5 minutes and send it to me."

"Oh, erm, yes Mistress." Joanne replied, thinking of all the tasks she could be given that this was an easy one.

"Good slut, I look forward to your photo." Claire replied and hung up the phone.

Joanne looked around and saw a public bathroom in the distance. Knowing that time was of the essence she rushed over and closed the door behind her.

It was a fairly dingy, low-lit bathroom but it would do for her task.

Joanne quickly pulled her t-shirt off over her head and stood in front of the mirror. She unhooked her bra and let it fall to get ground, unleashing her big, heavy tits.

She looked at her collar bone tattoo and the black bunny nipple piercing before grabbing her phone. She took a full photo, with her face in and her left hand grabbing her left tit.

Just as she hit send Joanne nearly jumped out of her skin when one of the cubical doors opened.

"Shit I'm sorry." The woman replied.

Joanne had jumped in shock and as she went to grab her top off the floor, she missed it. Standing back up she used her hands to cover her tits.

She looked up and saw a large black woman stood in front of her, she had long braided hair and bright red painted nails. Joanne knew she was a little thick, but this black woman was quite large.

"Was I interrupting something?" The black woman said with a little laugh at catching Joanne in an awkward position.

"S-sorry." Joanne said and leant down to grab her t-shirt again.

"Wait." The black woman said, surprising Joanne.

She stood up with the shirt in her hand and looked at her.

"That tattoo," The black woman said and huge smile appeared on her face, "I know what that means."

"I... erm... I...." Joanne stuttered out of embarrassment.

"That means," The black woman said, slowly walking closer to her, "That you are a fuck toy for any black person."

"I... I'm with my family." Joanne whispered.

"And they don't know you're a black's slave?" She asked growing closer and closer.

The closer she got, the more frightened Joanne got at her sheer size.

"N-no." Joanne stuttered.

"Well," The black woman said, she reached up and her soft, dark skin on her hand lightly grabbed Joanne's hand that covered her breast, "You will have to be quick."

Joanne allowed this woman to slowly pull her hand down and uncover her tits.

"Wow, nice piercing." She said and her fingers started to lightly play with Joanne's nipple.

The slight touch and pinching of her nipple had Joanne's hairs standing on edge with pleasure.

"Ooooh." Joanne accidentally moaned when this big, black woman pinched her nipple harder and then took a big handful of her tit.

"Oh yeah, you'll do," She said with a smile, "Come with me."

Just from that small encounter Joanne was turned on, she already knew in that moment she was going to do what she was told and it was best to be quick about it. So, she followed this big, black woman into the cubical.

When she closed the door and turned around, she saw that this woman sat on top of the toilet seat with her thick, black legs spread, only pink bikini bottoms covering her.

Joanne then took a moment to look at this woman, although she was big, she had no shame. Her big, heavy tits were just about covered by a bikini and all of her rolls and flesh was on show.

"Get on your knees, don't want you family wondering where you are." The black woman said with a smile.

"Y-yes, miss." Joanne whispered back and lowered herself to the ground.

"You really are a submissive to black's aren't you." The woman then laughed.

Joanne was embarrassed at what she said, but didn't reply. Instead, she reached between this woman's thick legs and pulled her bikini bottoms to one side. Exposing her juicy, hairy pussy.

"Go on then white girl, get your tongue in my black pussy." She whispered.

She stuck out her tongue and buried her head between this big, beautiful woman's legs and pressed her tongue against her clit.

"Mmmmm!" Joanne found herself moaning, amazed at how different this woman tasted to others but instantly loved it.

"Oh yeah, you white girls always love my nectar." She moaned.

Joanne couldn't help it, she was running her wet tongue up and down this woman's lips. Her juices were spreading in her thick fur that just seemed to enhance and prologue the flavour.

"Oh, you do know what you're doing." The black woman moaned as she moved Joanne's hair out of the way so she could watch.

"Mmm!" Joanne moaned as she ran her tongue up and down then deep into her wet hole.

Oh my god, she tastes amazing! Joanne thought as she explored her big pussy.

She had completely forgotten that her husband and son were outside somewhere, instead she was lost in this moment.

Joanne pushed her tongue as deep as possible into her hole, wanting to drink down her nectar as much as possible. When she opened her eyes and looked up at the large black woman, she let out another moan.

"Okay white girl, I know you're in a rush so finger me and lick my clit." She ordered.

"Yes Miss." Joanne replied.

She pushed two fingers knuckle deep into her hairy, drenched pussy. In a matter of seconds, she was pumping her fingers in and out of her and then pressed her tongue against her throbbing clit and flicked it over and over.

"Oh yeah, that's it.... Just like that." The woman moaned.

"Mmmm!" Joanne moaned back as she finger fucked this amazing woman.

She couldn't get over how different she tasted and how strange it was to lick a hairy pussy, but she loved it.

"Oh god.... Keep going... you want to taste my cum, white girl?" She moaned.

"Yes Miss! Cum in my mouth!" Joanne moaned as she finger fucked her faster and faster.

The noise of her fast fingering echoed around the bathroom as Joanne attacked her swollen clit over and over with her tongue.

"Ooooh fuuuckk I'm cumming!!" The black woman roared out.

Joanne was thrusting her fingers as fast and as deep as possible into her pussy as she clenched around her.

"MMMMM!" Joanne moaned when her face was hit with the delicious, intoxicating cum of this beautiful, black woman.

She kept licking and fingering her throughout her orgasm until the black woman pushed her head away.

"Thanks for that, but I need to get back." She said and stood up.

"Thank you." Joanne told her from her knees.

"No problem, slut." The big, black woman said with a smile and left.

After she had gone, although Joanne was painfully horny, she got up and put her bra and top back on. Then she gave her face a wash in the sink, to her disappointment losing the smell and taste of her pussy.

When Joanne eventually left, she went back to her family who were sunbathing in the same spot.

"Did you get an ice cream?" Freddy asked when he saw her.

"Oh, erm yeah, I've finished it." Joanne lied.

She looked and saw Tom was still giving her a little bit of a funny look, however Joanne thought he would never expect that prostitute to be his own mother.

"Sit down, have a relax." Freddy told her.

As Joanne sat down in the sand she looked and saw the black woman from the bathroom walking past, she gave a smile and Joanne put her head down, not wanting to get caught.

The rest of their day at the beach went without a hitch and Joanne got to spend some quality time with her family.

When they got back, they all showered and ordered a take away for tea.

"I think I'm going to be heading back tomorrow." Tom suddenly said.

"Oh, why?" Joanne asked him, worrying he figured it out and didn't want to stay.

"My mates are planning a weekend away and I want to go." He told her, although he wasn't looking at her.

"Oh, okay." Joanne replied.

When everyone was going to bed, Joanne checked her phone and saw she had a text from Jason.

Jason: Slave, Claire told me you were at the beach today. Make sure you're free tomorrow.

Joanne quickly replied.

Joanne: Yes Master, I will be free.

Jason: Good girl, wear a bikini.

As Joanne read that, she wondered what they had planned for her. However, she had decided not to over think it.

Getting into bed next to Freddy, he gave her a kiss goodnight and then turned off the lights.

What's tomorrow going to bring? Joanne thought to herself before she fell asleep.