Mom's New Owner Ch. 04byWyldnight©
I awoke the next morning to find mom sitting on the edge of the bed crying. She had her head in her hands and her shoulders shook with every soft sob. I sat up quickly and moved to her side. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders as I tried to find out what was wrong.
“What’s wrong, mom? Whatever it is, you can tell me.” I asked, softly.
“Oh, Jimmy!” she said, burying her head in my chest. “I’m so sorry. I couldn’t help myself.”
“What is it, mom? What’d you do?”
She looked up at me with tears streaming out of her beautiful brown eyes. I could tell that, whatever it was that was bothering her, it was tearing her up inside. My heart nearly broke at seeing her so upset. She tried to look away from my intent stare, but I guided her to look into my eyes again.
“I played with myself this morning before you woke up. I know you told me not to, but seeing you lying there got me so aroused. Before I knew what was going on, my fingers were going to work on my pussy. When I realized what I was doing, I was too far gone to stop.”
“I see. How did you get so aroused just by looking at me?” I asked, trying to hide my disappointment.
“Well…the covers had fallen off of you and the first thing I noticed was your cock. It was fully hard and standing straight up like a flagpole.” She said, blushing. “It made my pussy instantly wet.”
“Well, I hope you enjoyed having your pussy wet, mother. Because I plan to keep it that way until we get home later. You’re gonna be so horny when we get home that you’ll do anything to get my cock inside you.”
“Y-yes, sir. W-what are you going to do?”
“You’ll find out soon enough. Follow me.”
I stood up and walked quickly to the bathroom. She followed close behind me and waited by the door as I turned the shower on. I held my hand under the stream and carefully adjusted the temperature. When it was to my liking, I told her to get in.
I stepped in behind her, grabbed the bath sponge, and poured some body wash on it. I lathered it up, then handed it to mom and told her to bathe me. She nodded happily and lovingly washed every part of her precious boy’s muscular form. As she washed me, she looked up and spoke softly.
“I thought you said you were going to spank me if I played. Did you forget?”
“No, slut. I didn’t forget about the spanking. You’ll be getting that after your shower.”
“Y-yes, sir.” She said, sighing softly.
When she’d finished bathing me, I grabbed her and pinned her against the shower wall. She gasped in surprise at the suddenness of my movements, but the feel of my hard cock sliding between her thighs and up into her pussy made the surprise vanish instantly. She moaned low in her throat and the sponge fell from limp fingers to fall onto the shower’s floor.
I moaned in her ear as I pulled my hips back very slowly. I held myself still for a few moments, then suddenly shoved my meat fully inside her once again. I fucked her like this for several long minutes. She seemed to love this slow, hard fuck as her breathing grew increasingly more ragged.
Her moans slowly filled the spacious bathroom and reverberated off the four walls. My cock was throbbing excitedly inside her warm, wet quim, but I didn’t want to come just yet. There’d be plenty of time for that later. I pulled out suddenly and told her to get on her knees.
She carefully dropped to the floor and spread her legs wide. She must have been taught to kneel this way by my dad. I silently thanked him as she looked so sexy in this position. As she knelt on the hard floor of the shower, I wrapped my hand around my burgeoning member and slowly stroked up and down. Before she could get up to fend off this newest humiliation, I came harder than I ever had before. I aimed my cock at her face and quickly coated her beautiful features in thick, creamy cum.
She continued to rise quickly as I came and the next shots landed on various parts of her body. Some landed on her tits, some shot onto her stomach, and the last few landed directly on her clit. She gasped loudly as the come hit her engorged button and her legs gave out under her. I quickly grabbed her so she wouldn’t fall and hurt herself.
Her body shuddered violently as she came and she clung tightly to my bulging forearms. I watched her face and grinned at the sight of her eyes going out of focus. I’d never seen a woman orgasm so hard from getting hit with come.
“Oh! Oh! Oh, my gawd! That…that…that was amazing. I’ve never come from something like that before.”
“So, you enjoyed it, mother?”
“Even though it humiliated you?”
“Yes, sir.” She admitted, lowering her eyes.
“That’s good, slut. I’ll leave you to ponder these thoughts while I finish getting ready.” I said, helping her to stand and handing her the sponge. “Finish your shower, little one.”
She nodded, gave me a quick kiss, then turned into the stream of water. I watched her for a few moments as she rubbed soap into her gorgeous body. I felt my cock hardening once again, so I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel.
I smiled to myself as she started singing happily. She’d either chosen to accept her love of humiliation or else she was trying to forget about it. Either way, I’d find out later at dinner where I planned to give her another lesson in humiliation.
I quickly dried off, then tossed the towel into the hamper. Dinner wouldn’t be for several hours, so I had plenty of time to get ready. I stepped up to the sink and looked at myself in the mirror. I could see that I needed to shave, so I walked to my bathroom to get my shaving kit.
When I returned, mom had finished her shower and had started drying off. I winked at her and walked back to the sink. While I shaved, she sat on the toilet and worked on drying her long, lustrous hair.
“So, where are we going for dinner?” she asked.
“El Azule Grande.” I replied.
“What’s that mean?”
“It means ‘The Big Blue’. I think it has something to do with the University of Kentucky basketball team. I know their colors are blue and white, so it makes sense.”
“So it’s a sports bar?” she asked, distastefully.
“No, it’s not a sports bar. You know I don’t like those kinds of places. It’s just a very sports oriented restaurant.” I answered, laughing softly.
She finished drying her hair and tossed the towel in the hamper. Then she left the bathroom and I heard her rummaging through her closet. As I pulled the razor across my skin again and again, I wondered what sort of outfit she was going to wear.
I checked my face carefully, every few minutes, to make sure I’d gotten all the hair off. I wanted to look good for my first date with my mom. I didn’t find any, so I rinsed out the razor and set it in the medicine cabinet. Then I wiped my face clean with a cool, wet cloth.
I splashed some aftershave on my face as I heard my mom sit down on her comfy, queen-sized bed. I grinned as I heard her start humming softly. She was obviously looking forward to going out to dinner with me tonight. I spent a few more minutes getting ready, then went to see what outfit my mom had selected.
When I entered the bedroom, I felt my jaw hit the floor. My mom stood there wearing one of the sexiest outfits I’d ever seen. She was wearing a tight black skirt that came down to just above her knees. Her wonderful breasts were encased in a lacy white bra which was slightly visible through her sheer, silk blouse. A pair of white stay-up stockings held her long, shapely legs and, on her feet, were a pair of 3-inch black high heels. She looked absolutely delicious in that outfit. I continued to stand there in shock until I heard a soft giggle. I looked up to see a bright smile on my mom’s face and the faintest trace of a blush on her cheeks.
“I can already see that you approve of my outfit.” She said, looking down at my cock. “And, apparently, you find it very arousing.”
I looked down to find that she was right. My cock was rock hard and was pointed at the ceiling. I grinned at this and looked up at her. I considered having her suck it until I came down her throat. But she still had a spanking coming to her, so I walked over to her and put her over my shoulder.
She giggled like a schoolgirl as I carried her down to the dungeon in the basement. I patted her bottom gently, but I didn’t have the urge to smile. I’d be punishing her in a few moments and I really dreaded it. Once we’d entered the dungeon, I set her on her feet and let her look around.
This was her first time in the actual dungeon part of the basement, so I wanted her to take the time to see all that I’d bought for it. Her eyes were wide with wonder as she picked up several of the toys and looked them over. But when she came to the paddles, her hand shook and she looked over her shoulder at me.
“We’re here for my spanking. Aren’t we, sir?”
“Yes, we are, little one. Come kneel on your pillow while I get things ready.”
As she went to kneel on her pillow, I walked over to the rack of paddles and selected one of the smaller, leather ones. Then I walked over to my recliner and sat down. Once I was comfortable, I instructed her to remove her skirt and to pull her panties down to her knees.
She blushed as she stood up and slowly removed her skirt. I wondered why she was blushing, but I got my answer when her skirt fell to the floor. She’d obviously planned a special surprise for me later because she hadn’t put on any panties. Her beautiful little pussy was in full view as she stood before me and fidgeted slightly.
I looked up at her and could see how tense she was. She didn’t know if this would get her in trouble or if I would be pleased with her. I smiled softly and she let out a sigh as her body visibly relaxed. I knew she needed to be punished, but she’d tried so hard to please me that I couldn’t go through with it just yet.
I slide my hand between her thighs and cupped her pussy gently. Then, pulling gently, I guided her to stand between my legs. I could feel her pussy getting wet and knew that she liked being led around by her pussy. I’d have to remember to do this again sometime.
“Thank you, baby. I know you did this just to please me and I’m very grateful. Does it make you hot to go around without any panties on? Especially since anyone can see your slutty little pussy if you sit just right? Does it excite you when you cause a stranger’s cock to get hard just from seeing your tight cunt?” I said.
“Mmmm. Oh, yes, sir. I love flashing my pussy at strangers just to get them aroused. It makes me very wet to walk around without any panties on. I’m glad it makes you happy, sir. That’s all I want to do is please you.” She replied.
“You’ll have plenty of chances to please me, baby. Now lay across my lap so I can get your punishment out of the way. The reservations are at six o’clock and I don’t want to be late.”
She carefully laid across my lap and placed her hands flat on the floor. She remembered the position I wanted her in from the last spanking she got. I smiled with approval, then rubbed the soft leather over her rounded cheeks. She shivered with pleasure from the contact, then gasped as I pulled the paddle away. She knew what was coming and I could see the muscles in her bottom go taut.
I waited until she relaxed again, then brought the paddle crashing down across both cheeks. She whimpered with pain and started to cover her bottom with her hands. But she stopped when she realized that that would only earn her more strikes from the paddle. I waited for the stinging to subside a little bit, then swatted her left cheek with equal firmness.
I could see her gripping the carpet in her fists and knew she was fighting the urge to cover her bottom. I silently commended her strong will as I swatted her ass over and over again. The third strike landed on her right cheek, the fourth on her left, and the next three landed across both cheeks. I continued to spank her hard for several more minutes, then I tossed the paddle away and scooped her into my arms.
I was careful not to let her ass touch anything as I knew how much that would hurt her. She buried her face in my neck and sobbed uncontrollably for many minutes. I rocked her gently and whispered words of love and praise throughout her struggle to regain her composure. I told her I was sorry that I had to do that, but that it was necessary if I were to be the kind of master she needed me to be.
She told me she understood and that she’d have done the same thing if she were in my position. That certainly took a huge load off of my shoulders and I was very happy that she’d reinforced what I believed in. It showed me, quite clearly, that she was learning from her mistakes and that she was growing in her life as a slave. I had no doubts in my mind that, one day, she’d be one of the best slaves I could ever hope to own.
When she’d calmed down, I had her lay across my lap again and I gently worked some lotion into her sore ass. I was careful to cover every inch that had been abused with the healing, soothing salve. I didn’t want her to be uncomfortable while we were having dinner. Once the lotion was massaged into her ass, I led her to the bed and helped her to lie down on her stomach.
I wouldn’t let her sleep, but I would let her relax until the numbing lotion had begun to work on her tender bottom. While she relaxed, I caressed her hair lovingly and told her how much she meant to me. I saw tears of happiness forming in her eyes as she finally realized just how much I loved her. I didn’t just love her the way a child loves their mother. I also loved her the way a man loves a woman.
I got another shock when she locked her eyes with mine and told me how she felt about me. Her voice shook with every word, but she struggled valiantly to say them while she still had the nerve. As I stared into her beautiful brown eyes, I heard the words I’d hoped to hear from her since the first time I’d expressed a sexual interest in her.
“I think I’m falling in love with you. I mean, I already loved you because you’re my son. But now I feel myself starting to love you the way I loved your father. I don’t understand why it’s happening so fast. I’ve never fallen for someone this quickly. It usually takes several months before I can say for certain whether I love someone or not.”
“It’s different with you, though. I didn’t have to wait while you earned my trust. I already trusted you because you’re a part of me. I could never trust anyone as much as I trust you. I would have told you sooner, but I didn’t want to make you feel like you had to stay with me. I didn’t want to keep you from having relationships with other girls if you decided that’s what you want later on.”
“I understand, mom.” I said, stroking her cheek. “But I want you to understand something. I don’t want to be with any other girls. You’re the one I want to be with now. I’ve wanted to be with you since that day you caught me listening to you and dad having sex. How could I want any of the girls my age when I could have such a hot, little vixen like you?”
“Oh, sir!” she cried, jumping up and wrapping her arms around my neck. She planted soft kisses all over my face as she continued speaking to me. “You sure know the right things to say to make me feel better. I can hardly wait until we get home again so I can really show my appreciation.”
“Neither can I, mom. This is going to be a very special night indeed.”