Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Suddenly, he saw the door handle go down, and the door was opened revealing his mother's gorgeous figure.

She was wearing her usual black business suit with a black skirt and black stockings, failing to hide her beautiful figure. Her black-rimmed glasses sat before her cold eyes, as she stared at him from the entrance.

For some reason, Alan felt like Alicia was giving off more of a dominant aura than usual. He was 4 inches taller than her, yet at this moment, he felt like he was the shorter one.

His mother threw her bag to the side in the entrance way, before walking imposingly towards him. He tried starting a conversation, "Welcome home, mom. How was work?"

The only reply he received was a pair of cold eyes, as she walked towards him. When she arrived in front of him, she just grabbed his arm and walked into the living room. When they reached the sofa, she let go of his arm and sat down, crossing her legs in an imposing manner.

Then, to his surprise, his mother spoke a word, which had only ever appeared in his dreams. "Kneel!"

Overwhelmed, Alan instantly fell to his knees in front of his mother. Now he wasn't only imagining himself being shorter than her, as he was lower than her on his knees.

Alicia, sitting with her right leg crossed over her left, extended her right foot with black stilettos towards Alan's face, as she ordered in a cold voice, "Take them off."

Alan was dumbstruck by her behavior. Even though he was incredibly aroused, he was also slightly worried, "Mom, are you--"

"Quiet! Who permitted you to speak?"

Alan instantly fell quiet after that, lowering his head. As Alicia watched her subservient son before her, who still showed worry for her despite being in his dream scenario at this moment, a mix of intense love and sadistic satisfaction engulfed her. It showed that he cared more about his mother's well-being than his lust, but it also confirmed his complete worship of her.

"Good boy. Isn't this what you wished for anyway? What a dirty mind, lusting after his own mother. I have truly raised a disgusting son. What are you waiting for then? Start serving me and remove my shoes."

Even if Alan was a saint, he still wouldn't be able to control himself at this moment. His mother's humiliating words made his arousal overtake his thoughts, as he slowly raised his hand towards his mother's shoes.

"Yes, mother."

But Alicia stopped him, "Who told you to use your hands? Use your mouth and you might as well give them a cleaning before you remove them. They have gotten kind of dirty lately."

Alan felt like his cock might burst out of his pants after hearing that. He lowered his hands as he extended his tongue out his mouth.

Slowly, he approached his mother's black stilettos. The top of the shoes wasn't particularly dirty, because his mother had clearly cleaned them recently. Alan knew she just wanted to humiliate him by saying those things, which only made him even more aroused.

A second later, his tongue made contact with the top of his mother's shoes. A bitter and sour taste of dirt entered his mouth. Even if they weren't visually dirty, they still inevitably had dirt on them from her wearing them to work.

Slowly, he let his tongue submissively glide over his mother's right stiletto, as the dirty taste engulfed his whole mouth. When he felt his tongue dry, he would unavoidably have to retract his dirty tongue into his mouth to rewet it. Therefore, he would also be forced to swallow the spit and dirt which had accumulated on his tongue, before he stuck his tongue out again to further clean his mother's shoes.

As Alicia watched her son's handsome face worshipping her shoes, she instantly felt all the frustration and dejection leave her being, now only filled with arousal and sadistic joy.

As usual, she showed none of this on her face, wearing her normal emotionless expression. Yet, a clear sadistic desire to dominate was present in her eyes now.

Alan cleaned his mother's stiletto, as he waited for his mother to express satisfaction, so he could remove the shoe. To his surprise, however, instead of expressing satisfaction, she instead tilted her foot upward towards his face, now pointing the sole of her shoes towards his face. "You also have to clean here."

They were simple words, yet much more sadistic, compared to what she had said before. The bottoms of her shoes were truly dirty. The soles had been discolored to gray from wear, and some black and dark-colored spots of dirt covered the sole. It was truly a disgusting thought to place his tongue on that surface, which only further heightened his arousal. As was mentioned earlier, when it came to his mother, Alan became a useless slave, only wishing for her to dominate him more.

Without much hesitation, he replied, "Yes mother," before extending his tongue towards the sole, slowly sliding it upwards as it made contact.

Instantly, an even more intense taste of dirt engulfed his mouth, now accompanied by grains of dirt and a rough texture from the bottom of the shoe. It was disgusting enough to make Alan's stomach churn.

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