Daniel and His Mother Ch. 02

He quickly noticed that she did at least have some muscle knots in her chest and tried to focus on massaging them away, unfortunately they seemed to be migrating south every time he pressed on them. Soon they were pushed so far south that he didn't dare to follow them, he instead went back to her collar bone area to see if there were any muscle knots there.

"Let me make it easier for you baby." mom said and undid her white bra, throwing it away in the process.

Shocked, Daniel ended up staring at his mother's bare breasts for a second.

"Hey! Don't stare at my breasts Daniel! What kind of a massage therapist are you?" mom said toyingly and lightly tapped his face with her hand.

Daniel felt panic build up inside of him and wondered if he was going to be punished for that.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" he said and looked down at his own hands, "I don't know why I did that."

"Oh I forgive you hunny." mom said lovingly, "I know my breasts can be a bit overwhelming at times."

Daniel felt relieved; he thought for sure mom was going to take the opportunity to punish him for that.

"But don't you continue to stare at them!" mom warned, "It's rude to look at a woman's breasts Daniel, even if it's your mother's." she said and wagged her index finger at him.

Daniel felt like he wanted to just disappear, he didn't know what to say or do and felt trapped.

"Well don't stop!" mom said as he stood there apathetically, "Massage my chest. Just don't ogle my breasts please."

Daniel closed his eyes and began massaging the upper region of her chest. He felt like he had found the perfect way to deal with the situation, with his eyes closed he couldn't accidentally look at her breasts. Mom did not seem satisfied however.

"Further down!" she said impatiently as he kept hovering his hands over the upper region of her chest.

Daniel slightly moved his hands south but seemingly not enough to please mom.

She grabbed his hands and lowered them until they were dead on her nipples.

"Massage me there!" she said authoritatively.

"But...there are no muscles here." Daniel said meekly.

"Sure there are, you just need to press down far enough, to get through the fat." mom said encouragingly.

Daniel held back the desire to cry and began pushing his hands deeper into his mom's soft breasts; but they were too large for him to reach the muscles underneath.

"More lube!" mom called out.

Daniel stumbled with his hands trying to find the lube since he had his eyes closed.

"You don't need to close your eyes Daniel, just don't look 'directly' at my bare breasts." mom said in a condescending tone of voice.

Daniel opened his eyes partly and found the oil, he poured it over her exposed breasts without looking at them and resumed his mission of trying to get to the muscles located underneath all the soft fat.

"Oh yes!" mom exclaimed passionately as he started getting down deep enough into her soft fat breasts to actually touch the muscles underneath, "Rub me there! Rub me right there!" she whispered in his ear.

Daniel swallowed hard but did as he was asked and rubbed the muscles hidden underneath her breasts back and forth to his mother's great delight; she continued moaning loudly.

"Ooh...yes, that's the spot...Ooh...yes...yes baby!" she exclaimed.

Daniel's fingers started to hurt mightily as he buried them deep into her huge juggs, he wanted to stop, he wanted to run away; he wanted to puke. But he kept pushing through her massive fat deposits to reach the muscles underneath. Mom kept moaning and groaning in satisfaction as he dutifully did his best to please her.

After what Daniel guessed was fifteen minutes she'd finally had enough.

"Thank you hunny, I really needed that." she said and looked gratefully up at him as she strapped on her bra again.

Daniel nodded and quickly escaped before his mother had time to hug him, the last thing he wanted to feel was to her big breasts pushed against his chest. He washed his hands and hid in this room.

He tried to shake the traumatic experience of having massaged his own mother's breasts by playing computer games; but it didn't work. An underlying feeling of disgust plagued him throughout the whole day.

He couldn't keep his mind off what had just happened and now felt certain it was as he had feared; his own mother was sexually coming on to him, there was no other explanation.

The same psychopathic mother who didn't want him to masturbate for religious reasons also wanted him to prod and caress her ass and breasts; albeit in the disguise of 'massage'.

He had no idea how to deal with this side of his mother and felt worse the more he thought about it.

Daniel made dinner again without any hassle as he followed a recipe very closely.

By monitoring exactly when he put things into the pan and the oven he was able to make up for his lack experience with cooking. The food came out good enough that mom didn't complain at least. After cooking dinner he had to do the dishes, something that had been more tiresome than he had expected.

When all his chores where done Daniel collapsed in his bed and fell asleep early.

He woke up early the following morning but decided to stay in bed longer, it was Saturday after all so he didn't have get up to go to school. He must've gone back to sleep because when he turned around in his bed he saw mom standing at the door.

"Wakey, wakey." she said playfully.

Daniel almost had a heart attack and sat up straight in his bed.

Mom giggled, "Wow, you're so much better at listening to me nowadays Daniel." she said.

Daniel sank back down into his bed and turned around.

"No young man, no more sleep for you, you have slept enough." she said and pulled the cover away from his body.

Daniel groaned tiredly, "Mom, why do I have to get up? There's no school today." he argued.

"Because it's nine 'o clock already and sleeping all day is pointless. Up up up!" she said energetically.

Daniel got out of bed reluctantly and wiped the sleep out his eyes, mom pulled up the curtain to let the sun in and shook her head disapprovingly.

"Look at how dirty it is in here." she said and put her hands on her hips, "Someone, should get to cleaning their room." she said and looked at him leadingly.

"Alright, I will." Daniel said and sighed, "But can I at least eat first?" Daniel asked tiredly.

"You can." mom said with a satisfied smirk on her face and left his room.

"Ugh" Daniel muttered, he had hoped to be able sleep a little longer but apparently mom had other plans.

He dragged his feet on his way towards the bathroom but before he got there she appeared in front of him.

"Where do you think you're going?" she asked with a smug look on her face.

"To the bathroom." he said and looked surprised at her.

"I said you could eat before cleaning your room, not go to the bathroom."

Daniel jaw dropped, "Are you serious right now?" he asked angrily.

"Yes." she said and looked at him warningly with her arms crossed.

'Who the hell did she think she was? Telling him when he was allowed to go to the bathroom? This was getting out of hand!' Daniel thought angrily and almost said something back at her but refrained from it at the last second.

"As you wish." he said while gritting his teeth.

"Indeed." mom said with a smug look on her face.

Boiling with pent up anger Daniel ate breakfast hurriedly and returned to his room to clean it; he really needed to pee but had to hold it in. Egged on by rage and the need to pee he cleaned his room quicker than he'd probably ever done before. He called on mom that he had cleaned his room and she came to investigate.

She looked genuinely impressed but as she swept a finger over the bookcase she noticed some dust.

"Hm, there's still some dust over here on the bookshelf, but I'm going to be nice and let you get away with it this time. You can go to the bathroom now." she said and walked out of his room with her nose in the air.

Daniel rushed to the bathroom and enjoyed feeling a long stream of pee exiting his peehole, it was one of the few pleasures mom couldn't stop him from experiencing and he made sure to enjoy it. When he left the bathroom he found mom waiting for him. He sighed loudly.

"What now?" he asked clearly irritated.

"Is that how you talk to your mother?" she asked looking taken aback by his rudeness.

Daniel quickly changed the tone of voice to not cause any unnecessary trouble; he doubted it would be to his advantage doing so.

"I'm sorry." he said calmly.

"Now that's better!" mom said and shone up, "I have a little task for you hunny."

Daniel's heart sank in his chest, hopefully it was not another perverted massage session.

"Since you did such a good job cleaning your room I wondered if you'd like to clean mine?" she asked sweetly.

Daniel felt his blood boil, 'She was really bold wasn't she?' he thought.

"Do I have a choice?" he asked passive aggressively.

"You do, but only if you want to be punished." mom said and smiled evilly.

"Then why do you even ask me? Why even bother pretending to be nice?"

Daniel couldn't help but to snap, he couldn't stand the sugar sweet attitude she gave him while issuing commands.

"That was not very nice of you Daniel." she said in a firm scolding tone, "Would you prefer it if I barked orders out to you? Because I will if that's what motivates you."

Daniel swallowed hard and lowered his eyes, he certainly didn't prefer that.

"No." he said and looked down at his feet.

"Good, then I expect you to get started cleaning my room." she said decisively, "And do let me know when you're done sweetheart." she said and smiled.

Daniel begrudgingly got started cleaning his mothers bedroom, he did not keep the kind of pace as he had when he cleaned his own room and therefore it took him an extra hour to clean it. He called on mom when he was done and she started investigating his performance.

She swiped a finger atop a bookshelf, "Hm, it actually looks clean." she said sounding somewhat surprised.

Daniel thought she sounded disappointed, she probably hoped it would be dirty so she could have a reason to punish him.

"Good." Daniel said and headed towards the door.

"Hold on a minute." mom said, a smile toyed on her lips once again, "The living room could need some cleaning too you know."

Daniel sighed tiredly, "Are you going to make me clean the whole house?" he asked with some trepidation in his voice.

"Perhaps." she said and whirled a lock of her hair around her finger, "You're so good at this stuff Daniel, I never knew you were such a good maid." she said and giggled.

Daniel cursed his fate as he went to the living room to start cleaning it, he had plenty of time to think about his situation and concluded that the only good thing about this was that she couldn't make him do this every day. He took comfort in knowing that once he had done all of this there would not be any need to do it again for a long time.

After cleaning the living room for an hour and a half he called on his mother, he made sure to clean it properly so as to not give her any reason to punish him. Mom went over every single little surface meticulously and to his great relief said it was cleaned well, however as he had feared she also 'asked' if he didn't mind cleaning the hallway too.

Daniel knew that it of course was not a question so he sarcastically replied, "I'd love to!" which caused mom to giggle.

He set out to clean the hallway and it took him another hour. Once he was done with the hallway mom asked him to no surprise if he also wanted to clean the kitchen; he groaned but agreed to do so. Mom then told him that she was going to the gym and when she came back she wanted him to be done with cleaning the kitchen.

Daniel had a feeling this was some sort of trap so he started cleaning the kitchen with lightning speed. He suspected mom planned on coming home too quickly for him to be able finish his task and thus give her a reason to punish him. It seemed like just the type of thing his psychotic mother would do. He could feel that she was aching for a reason to punish him, even though he had been very well behaved. The sick bitch he called a mother clearly got turned on from punishing him.

Daniel got it all done in only fifty minutes and given how much there was to clean that was almost a miracle. Just when he felt he was done he heard mom's car arrive on the driveway. Daniel felt his heart jump in his chest, he had been right. There was no way she had been doing a regular workout at the gym when she was already back after fifty minutes.

But he had foreseen it and prepared accordingly, he couldn't help but to smile a little.

Mom wasted little time in the hallway and quickly made her way to the kitchen to examine his work.

"Hi hunny I'm home! You better have finished cleaning the kitchen like I asked you to." she said warningly.

When she entered the kitchen she looked stunned.

"Well, it looks good from afar." she acknowledged begrudgingly.

"Surprised?" Daniel asked as he couldn't help but to gloat a little.

"Well let's see if your cleaning lives up to closer inspection!" mom said challengingly.

She furrowed her brow as she went over every surface and crevice meticulously.

To Daniel's joy she couldn't find anything wrong with his cleaning and admitted as much.

"Wow." she said and scratched her head, "I'm legitimacy impressed Daniel."

"Thought I wouldn't be able to do it in time mom?" Daniel asked with a fair bit of smugness across his face.

"No, I had faith in you darling." she said and stroked his cheek, "Now clean the bathroom and you'll be done with all the cleaning." she said and lightly tapped his bottom before walking away.

Daniel's feeling of triumph was short lived as mom quickly brought him back down to earth by asking him to clean the bathroom as well. He went there and mopped the floor diligently.

He then moved on to cleaning the shower, sink and bathtub until he felt it was all good enough and called on his mother.

She looked impressed at first but then she swept her finger on top of the shower rail;

it was thick with dust. Mom smiled triumphantly.

"Aha!" she said and held her finger up right in front of his face so he could not avoid seeing it.

"Look at this!" she said, "Someone's not cleaned the bathroom very well!" she announced.

It was obvious she enjoyed herself.

"Mom please!" Daniel begged, "I've worked so hard!" he pleaded.

"But not hard enough. Otherwise there would be no dust on my finger!" she said playfully and smeared the dust across his face.

Daniel felt anger boil up inside of him to critical levels, 'The nerve of this woman!' he thought as his face reddened.

Mom put her hands on her hips and wore a teasing look on her face.

"I might have to punish you for this Daniel. How else will you learn baby?"

Daniel blushed from anger, he wanted to attack her but somehow managed to contain himself; he said nothing and did nothing so mom continued talking.

"Yes, I think your little buttcheeks will have to meet my hand again unfortunately." she concluded playfully.

Daniel had now begun to shake from all the pent up anger.

"What's wrong hunny?" she asked sweetly, "Does it feel a little unfair?"

"Yes!" Daniel said with a voice that barely carried him.

Mom smiled gently, "Well it's only a couple of spanks you know, nothing serious, and it didn't hurt all that much the last time I spanked you did it?"

"No." Daniel said as he bit down on his lip to prevent himself from crying or screaming.

"Good, then follow me and let's get it over with." she said motherly and placed her hand around his waist.

Daniel walked along with her to her bedroom with his heart in the basement, his anger had subceeded and turned into depression. It was almost too much to bare that he had gone through all this trouble cleaning the house and he was still going to get punished and humiliated.

On his mother's request Daniel got fully undressed and laid down over her lap.

He closed his eyes and waited for the spanking to begin, but first mom decided yet again to grope his buttcheeks.

She pinched and pulled on his buttcheeks like they were toys of hers, he was about to ask her what she was doing when he felt the first smack against his bare bottom. It barely stung, but there came more of them and after counting to twenty he lost count of how many times she had spanked him. They had begun to hurt a lot more now and what was worse was that he could hear his mother breathe excitedly as she spanked him. He couldn't see her but knew she wore a perverted look on her face.

To his relief it stopped shortly afterwards.

"And we're done." she said and tapped his bottom with both hands.

Daniel stood up and started putting his clothes back on, before he was able to leave the room however mom stopped him.

"Daniel, I have another favour of you to ask." she said decisively.

"Or you can call it a 'request' if you want, whatever makes you feel better." she said and smiled sweetly.

"What?" Daniel asked without emotion, he felt truly dead inside.

"Well, you haven't been giving me my daily massage yet." she said as a smile toyed on her lips, "So, if you don't mind I'd like to get one now."

Daniel felt like he was about to cry and sunk his head down into his hands.

"Oh come on, it's just a little massage." mom said happily, "It will be done in no time!"

"I'm so tired mom, can I please just go to my room for one second?" he pleaded.

"No, I want my massage!" she said stubbornly and crossed her arms.

Yet again Daniel caved, he knew nothing would be better if he refused, it would only lead to further punishment; which he was sure she'd love to dish out.

"Alright." he muttered tiredly.

"Good boy!" mom said demeaningly and started to undress.

To his distress he noticed how she removed her bra before even laying down, Daniel knew that meant he'd have to squeeze her breasts again. When she turned around to face him he made a conscious effort to look her in the eye so as to not glance down at her attention grabbing bare breasts.

Mom smirked at him and laid down on the bed.

"I want a full body massage this time, front and back." she said.

Daniel felt a pit in his stomach so deep it was almost bottomless. Against his will he grabbed the oil, poured it over his mother's chest and without looking began massaging it.

Mom started moaning pervertedly as he pushed his fingers deep into her chest.

"Mmh, good boy." she whispered pervertedly in his ear and made Daniel wish he didn't have ears.

He also wished he couldn't see, feel or smell for that matter, if he had been senseless he'd been much better off.

"Go further down baby." she moaned.

Daniel changed the position of his hands to accommodate her request and briefly opened his eyes to see where he was. In the corner of his eye he noticed her licking her lips.

"Oh...baby...yes!" she whimpered as he drove his fingers deeper into the middle of her chest.

He shivered but said nothing, not that it would discourage her if he did.

"Rub them slowly hunny." she moaned in his ear.

He did what she asked and heard her voice go up in falsetto.

"Mmh, now go a bit lower and squeeze the fatty parts!" she said pervertedly.

Daniel hesitated, "B-but there's only fat there." he stammered.

"I know! But it would feel so good if you just squeezed those parts a little bit, not a lot, just a little bit." she said negotiatingly.

Daniel didn't see that he had much a choice so he lowered his hands and grabbed a hold of his mother's soft meaty tits. They hung heavy in his hands. He squeezed them to the best of his ability and heard her purr.