Family Turbulence

Sylvia seemed to have left her inhibitions behind, allowing herself to be fully immersed in the experience. Her complete submission to Maria and Lisa astonished Jason, who had never seen this side of his mother before. He found himself questioning how well he truly knew her, as he struggled to reconcile the image of the woman he had known all his life with the person he saw before him.

Meanwhile, Jason watched Lisa walk slowly and purposefully towards him, a predatory smile on her face, until she stood behind him and started playing with his nipples. When she was satisfied with the pain his erect cock was feeling inside it's tiny cage, she reached down and released his cock from the chastity cage. The relief was instantly felt and his cock stood erect despite what he witnessed.

When he raised his head, his eyes widened as he watched Maria pull his mother, on all fours, towards him, after having released her from the bench. To his horror, he saw Maria kneeling besides his mother, and then whispered "suck his cock if you want to cum".

Like a mad woman, Sylvia leapt onto his cock and started greedily sucking it. Pleasure and confusion swirled inside Jason's mind, and he thought of how he could stop his mother, but when he looked back at Maria he saw her standing with an evil grin and a gloved finger to her mouth, motioned at him to keep quiet.

Sylvia's mouth felt heavenly on his cock, and he soon drifted into the pleasure despite how wrong the whole situation was. Lisa walked nonchalantly behind Sylvia, squatted, and commanded "arms behind your back. Good whores only use their mouths."

Sylvia, still sucking greedily, complied and brought her arms behind her. Lisa immediately placed sturdy leather cuffs and connected them together. Then, she maneuvered Sylvia's body to present her ass, and immediately plunged her long, thick cock into the woman's pussy.

Sylvia moaned with the pleasure, and pushed her ass back for Lisa to get a good grip and fuck her. Sylvia never stopped sucking. In fact, getting raped from behind seemed to fuel her to do a better job.

Jason felt himself getting close to an orgasm, and somehow Maria sensed that. She walked and knelt near Sylvia's head again. She then grabbed her hair, pushed it until she swallows Jason's cock whole, and held it there. Jason couldn't control himself any longer, and he felt his semen spurting into his mother's warm, wet mouth. Every drop went straight down her throat, into her stomach, and Maria held her there throughout.

This, combined with the thorough fucking she was receiving from behind, caused Sylvia to explode into an earth-shattering orgasm. She screamed into Jason's cock, her grunts and screams muffled as her throat was filled by her son's cock.

Maria released her head and Sylvia pulled her head off Jason's cock, gasping for air and panting from exhaustion. Lisa, however continued to plow her cunt, and seemed to be getting near orgasm herself.

As she was about to cum, she pulled her cock out and furiously jerked it with her gloved hand. At the same time, Maria turned Sylvia towards Lisa and hooked two gloved fingers from each into her mouth to keep it open. Lisa came, her thick, white cum splashing all over Sylvia's face and mouth.

When Lisa's orgasm subsided, Maria pulled her by the hair again and walked her towards Jason. She made her stand and bend over, her face inches away from his.

"Thank this slave for feeding you his cum" Maria hissed into her ear.

Jason watched his mother's cum covered face, in horror, as she said "Thank you for feeding this cheap, worthless, cum-hungry whore your semen."

"Good girl," said Maria, before pulling her back and handing her leash to Lisa, who walked her out of the dungeon.

After the door shut behind them, Maria turned towards Jason with a cat-that-ate-the-canary smile on her face, and she removed his gag and mask.

"What the fuck just happened?!" Jason spat, his mind heady with shock and disbelief.

"Nothing serious. Just a glimpse of your mother's favorite hobby" answered Maria.

"How could you do this to us?!" Said Jason, still in shock of what happened.

"Oh shush, you enjoyed it. You both did. Well, maybe she enjoyed it a bit more, but still..." she responded as she began to release Jason from his restraints.

Jason couldn't believe what Maria was saying, but deep down he knew her words rang true.

"Look" Maria continued, "if you didn't like this I wouldn't blame you. You don't have to do it again."

"What we do here with Sylvia is rough but completely safe and consensual, so while it's none of your business, you don't have to worry about her. She's a grown woman and, believe it or not, we care for her".

The last statement took Jason by surprise, and he stared into Maria's eyes as she went on.

"However..." she paused for a moment, a sultry smile on her face, then continued "you're still welcome to join us again, if you liked this." She handed him a card with her mobile number on it.

"I know you did, Jason" she said with a wry smile.

Chapter 6

The sun peeked through the curtains, signaling the start of a new day. Jason awoke with the sensation that the previous night's events had been a twisted dream. However, the memories persisted, replaying in his mind, reminding him that it had been all too real. With a heavy heart, he dragged himself out of bed, unable to shake the awkwardness that now enveloped him

As he ventured downstairs for breakfast, he discovered his mother already in the kitchen, humming cheerfully as she prepared their meal.

Her demeanor was vibrant and lively, a stark contrast to the person he had witnessed the night before. Sylvia seemed blissfully unaware of the fact that her son had been present during her session with Maria and Lisa. Jason did his best to act normally, but the memories of the night before haunted him, making it difficult to look his mother in the eye.

Sylvia, invigorated by her experiences, began to unconsciously incorporate elements of her newfound fetishes into her everyday attire. She wore high heels around the house, yellow rubber gloves in the kitchen regardless of the task at hand, more provocative makeup, and increasingly revealing clothing. These items seemed to give her a sense of empowerment and connection to the exhilarating world she had discovered with Maria and Lisa.

As the day went on, Jason found himself grappling with his own emotions. On one hand, he felt disturbed and guilty about the intimate interaction with his mother, struggling to reconcile the gravity of the situation. On the other hand, he couldn't deny that there was a part of him that had been excited and aroused by the intense experience. He had never encountered anything so thrilling and forbidden before, and it left a lasting impression on him.

Despite his internal conflict, Jason couldn't help but consider Maria's offer to join them again. The thought both intrigued and frightened him, as he wondered if the allure of this secret world could be worth the risk of blurring the lines between right and wrong.

Jason lay in his bed, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. The vivid memories of what had transpired between him and his mother were playing on loop, both horrifying and exhilarating him. He couldn't shake the desire to contact Maria, the prospect of engaging in another session tempting him beyond measure. On the other hand, his conscience was screaming at him, reminding him of the moral boundaries he would be crossing.

The internal battle raged on, and as much as he tried to silence his desires, they grew stronger and more persistent. It was as if a voice in his head was urging him to throw caution to the wind and explore the darker, more forbidden aspects of pleasure. In the end, his desires emerged victorious, and with a trembling hand, he picked up his phone and typed out a message to Maria.

"Hi Maria, this is Jason. I've been thinking about your offer, and I... I want to join you and Lisa for the next session with my mother."

Almost immediately, a reply arrived. Maria's words were calculated and assertive, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Hello, Jason. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist. You're in for quite an experience. Be at our place next Friday at 8 pm sharp. Punctuality is not a request; it's a requirement."

Jason felt a shiver run down his spine as he read her message, a mix of excitement and trepidation flooding his system. He typed a quick confirmation before Maria sent another message with further instructions.

"Before you arrive, ensure that you are freshly showered and well-groomed. Personal hygiene is of utmost importance to us. Shave all of your body hair and trim your nails. We expect you to be smooth and clean for the session. Additionally, perform an enema prior to your arrival. We want you to be completely prepared."

As he read the instructions, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on him. He knew he was diving headfirst into a world of darkness and forbidden pleasures, but there was no turning back now. The allure was too strong, and he was powerless to resist the call of his desires.

Chapter 7

Jason found himself standing outside Maria and Lisa's house, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. It was a Friday evening, and the sky was slowly darkening, casting ominous shadows across the facade of their home. As instructed, he had taken great care with his personal hygiene and grooming, ensuring that every detail was attended to with meticulous precision.

Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he hesitantly approached the front door. The memories of his last visit and the shocking revelations it had brought still lingered in his mind, causing a mix of anticipation and dread to wash over him. He briefly considered turning back but knew that he had already crossed the point of no return.

Raising his hand, he rang the bell, the sound echoing through the still evening air. After a brief moment, the door swung open to reveal Maria, her piercing eyes immediately locking onto his. She was dressed in her usual intimidating attire, exuding an air of power and control that sent shivers down his spine.

She wore a skintight black latex catsuit that hugged her body, emphasizing every curve and muscle. Over the catsuit, a black latex under-bust corset cinched her waist, further accentuating her hourglass figure. The corset featured a striking red trim that matched the accent color of her mask.

Her face was partially concealed by a black latex mask, which had nostril holes for breathing, and large pointed eye holes, allowing her piercing gaze to shine through. The eye holes, as well as the large lip-shaped mouth hole, were lined with a red trim that perfectly matched her corset. The mask gave her an air of mystery and heightened the sense of power that she exuded.

Maria's hands were encased in black latex gloves, fingerless and seamlessly stretching over the sleeves of her catsuit, melding with her outfit as if they were a part of her own skin. The gloves added an extra layer of authority to her appearance, as if she was ready to take control at any moment.

Completing her ensemble were knee-high lace-up boots with a short, square heel. The boots were both stylish and practical, allowing her to move with ease and grace as she dominated the room. Together, Maria's outfit was a masterful blend of style, power, and intimidation, leaving no doubt in Jason's mind that she was in complete control.

"You're right on time, Jason," she said, her voice cold and commanding. "Come in."

As he crossed the threshold into their domain, Jason couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation mixed with a strange exhilaration. The house was dimly lit, and the scent of incense filled the air, creating an atmosphere that was both alluring and unsettling.

Maria led him down a familiar hallway, her footsteps echoing ominously on the hardwood floor. The anticipation of the upcoming session weighed heavily on Jason's mind, but he couldn't deny the dark thrill that coursed through his veins. As they approached the door to the basement, Jason steeled himself for what lay ahead, knowing that his world was about to be turned upside down once more.

Jason found himself standing outside Maria and Lisa's house, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. It was a Friday evening, and the sky was slowly darkening, casting ominous shadows across the facade of their home. As instructed, he had taken great care with his personal hygiene and grooming, ensuring that every detail was attended to with meticulous precision.

Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he hesitantly approached the front door. The memories of his last visit and the shocking revelations it had brought still lingered in his mind, causing a mix of anticipation and dread to wash over him. He briefly considered turning back but knew that he had already crossed the point of no return.

Raising his hand, he knocked firmly on the door, the sound echoing through the still evening air. After a brief moment, the door swung open to reveal Maria, her piercing eyes immediately locking onto his. She was dressed in her usual intimidating attire, exuding an air of power and control that sent shivers down his spine.

Maria was clad in a black catsuit featuring two round cutouts that exposed her breasts, and a three-way zipper that originated from the back of her neck, traveled down her spine, passed between her legs, and extended to the lower part of her abdomen. She wore a black under-bust corset with striking red highlights. A black latex hood adorned her head, accentuated by red details surrounding the large, pointed eye holes and mouth opening. Her ensemble was completed by black latex gloves and knee-high military boots.

"You're right on time, Jason," she said, her voice cold and commanding. "Come in."

As he crossed the threshold into their domain, Jason couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation mixed with a strange exhilaration. The house was dimly lit, and the scent of incense filled the air, creating an atmosphere that was both alluring and unsettling.

Maria led him down a familiar hallway, her footsteps echoing ominously on the hardwood floor. The anticipation of the upcoming session weighed heavily on Jason's mind, but he couldn't deny the dark thrill that coursed through his veins. As they approached the door to the basement, Jason steeled himself for what lay ahead, knowing that his world was about to be turned upside down once more.

As they neared the basement door, Maria halted and faced Jason, a mischievous grin gracing her face. "I should mention," she said, "Lisa is already in the basement, getting Sylvia ready for our session. She's been eagerly anticipating this, just like I have."

Jason's heart raced at the mention of Lisa, the memory of her in her imposing outfit during their last encounter flashing through his mind. He tried to swallow the combination of excitement and apprehension that threatened to consume him.

Maria observed his reaction and let out a low, dark laugh. "Don't fret, Jason. You'll see them in a moment. Now, come along."

Before they descended the stairs to the basement, Maria paused and turned to Jason. "Before we join them, we need to make sure you're properly dressed. We can't have Sylvia recognizing you, after all."

Maria guided Jason into a nearby room where she dressed him in an outfit designed to disguise his identity and make him appear as just another submissive belonging to Maria and Lisa. The outfit included a tight-fitting, metallic grey latex bodysuit, a matching hood that concealed his face, and a collar with a small tag that read "Slave." Over his hood, Maria strapped a pair of googles with mirrored lenses which allowed Jason to see, but onlookers couldn't see his eyes. Maria completed his outfit with black latex gloves and black military boots.

Maria then instructed him, "While we're in the basement, you will not be addressed by your name. We'll call you 'Slave' instead. We don't want your mother to find out, do we?"

Once Jason was appropriately dressed and his identity was suitably obscured, Maria led him down the stairs into the basement, where Lisa and Sylvia were already waiting.

Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, Jason saw Lisa standing beside Sylvia, who was restrained on a sleek, state-of-the-art, leather-padded gyno chair. Her legs were elevated high, spread astonishingly wide, and fastened securely to robust stirrups. Her arms were strapped to the sides of the chair. She was clad in only long black latex gloves, thigh-high black latex stockings, and a skin-tight Israeli gasmask hood enveloping her head and neck. Jason could discern the gas mask featured a built-in inflatable gag due to the pump bulb hanging from the mask's front. The mask's breathing hose connected to a bubbling bottle, quarter filled with an amber colored liquid. The bottle produced a lout bubbling sound as Sylvia's breathing was made more difficult, being forced to breathe air through the heavy liquid. Jason eyed the bottle, wondering what that amber liquid was.

Maria seemed to read his mind, and seductively whispered in his ear "that's piss, slave. Mine and Goddess Lisa's."

Jason was shocked. The first session was heavy, but this session started on a whole different level.

"We're just getting started, sweetheart" Maria whispered again, still reading his mind.

As Maria led him closer, Jason examined Lisa's outfit. She stood tall and imposing in her attire, dressed in a black latex hobble dress that clung to her body and extended down to her knees. The dress featured a high neck, which only served to emphasize her powerful posture. Strategically placed openings in the dress exposed her chest and buttocks, adding an alluring touch to her formidable presence.

Seamlessly, the dress transitioned into matching gloves, giving the appearance of a single, continuous piece of latex encasing her body. Her legs were clad in transparent latex thigh-high stockings, which subtly highlighted her shapely limbs. The outfit was completed with a pair of low-heeled shoes that lent her an air of sophisticated elegance.

Lisa was busy checking Sylvia's restraints and setup. As Jason took in Lisa's appearance, he couldn't help but be both intimidated and captivated by the powerful aura she exuded. Her outfit, combined with her commanding demeanor, left no doubt in his mind about her role in the upcoming session.

Noticing Maria and Jason, Lisa glanced up, a predatory smile adorning her face. "Ah, finally," she drawled, her tone laced with dark amusement. "I was starting to think our new toy had lost its nerve."

Maria began pulling a leather mono-glove up Jason's arms, strapping it tightly around his chest and shoulders, and holding his arms together behind his back. She leaned down near hiss ear and spoke in a seductive voice "go lick her, slave."

Jason looked at Maria, realizing they were pushing him further towards a point of no return, only to be met with her wicked smile. "Go on, do as you're told" she said.

Jason walked hesitantly towards his bound mother, and kneeled between her splayed legs, and stared at her pussy, not sure if he should do this. He was astonished at how swollen and wet it was, red with need and lust, despite the extremely painful and humiliating nature of what she desired.

Jason then felt Lisa's hand on the back of his head, gently pushing his face forward until his lips connected with his mother's pussy lips. Sylvia audibly moaned at the touch, and Jason began licking it. He was struck by her scent and taste, thinking it was sweeter than anything he had experienced before.

Jason licked along his mother's netherlips, pushing up gently to stroke his tongue against her clitoris. Her moans and reactions encouraged him, and he could tell he was doing a good job. He continued licking, noticing her moans getting louder, as did the sound of the bubbling coming from the bottle. Her moans got louder and louder, and he was about to make his mother cum, determination filling him entirely.