Love or Sex Ch. 05

This story is rather long, almost three times as long as the previous one. With that said, a lot of the detail is from my personal experience with BDSM, so it may not be the exact definition.

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After a weekend of fetish sex with her son, full of pantyhose, stockings, garter belts, high heels, foot jobs, cumshots and orgasms. Sara realized that she loved every bit of her sons fetish, so much so that it has become her own. She gets excited when pulling on a pair of pantyhose or stockings, takes notice how sexy her G-strings are, and loves the sound her heels make when she walks. More than just taking notice of these things, she has added them into their sex play, buying sexy lingerie and wearing it to bed just to spice up an already on fire sex life. Feeling on her own legs and feet when they are covered in nylon of any type, not just in front of her son, but at the office when no one was looking. Sending pictures of her nylon covered feet and legs to her son was an almost daily occurrence. Sara and Eric now had the same fetish, well, shared one of many to be explored in the future!

It's been several weeks since Sara told her son about her desire to be a sub to him, and in that time Eric was devising a plan, researching and pricing out exactly what he needed. Reading up on exactly what a sub is, and what a Master demands from them. As it turns out the more he read the more it excited him. He found that anything a Master demands of his sub they must obey, or risk punishment. But it was more than just a punishment reward relationship, the sub actually enjoyed being degraded for their Masters pleasure, and would do anything to ensure that their Master was pleased with them.

Eric didn't have quite the budget his mother had when she indulged in his fetish, but he sure wasn't going to skimp out just because of that. He searched around for the best websites with the best deals on the types of things he wanted to purchase. Things like an embroidered collar with an D ring that said "WHORE", A silver ring of "O", a riding crop, nipple clamps, nylon rope, a Hitachi Magic wand, anal beads and a jeweled butplug. The outfits included a naughty schoolgirl getup, complete with a super mini pleated skirt, thigh high fence net stockings and 4 inch (10.1cm) Mary Jane pumps. The other was a black crotch less fishnet body stocking and knee length strappy gladiator boots with a 4 inch (10.1cm) heel. He also managed to pick up a pair of crotch less panties for free because of the size of his order. While not in his initial plan, he was sure he could fit it into it somewhere.

Content with his selections Eric placed his order and selected the shipping option that would coincide with when he was home. Next he sped off to the hardware store to pick up the lumber and accessories he would need to construct his incestuous sexual torture structures. Stashing them in the corner of the basement he knew his mother wouldn't venture into. Then he looked around.

"When was the last time she actually spent any time down here?" He said aloud.

In truth Sara rarely ventured to the basement, if she did it was just to grab a can of vegetables from the shelf at the very bottom of the stairs. Eric had very little to worry about, it's not that the basement was dirty or smelly, or mildewy, its just that it was the basement. It was used for storing things that you rarely use. With this renewed confidence Eric set about constructing his sexual torture/pleasure devices. Watching videos on YouTube on how to assemble them so they're sturdy, he toiled away till minutes before his mother came home from work. Although his construction was incomplete, it didn't bother him, he didn't plan on starting tonight anyway.

Eric went to their bedroom and undressed, noticing quite a large amount of precum stained in his boxers. He wasn't surprised that he was aroused by the thought of what he had planned, but surprised that just the construction of it would arouse him. While he showered, penis stiff as a board, and imagined everything he would do to his mother while he had her restrained.

The next few days progressed quite similar to this one, Eric spends all his free time constructing, perfecting and planning. After each day he's just a bit more excited than the last, noticing more and more precum in his shorts before his mother arrives home. Just like his mother realized with him, he realized that being the Dom to his Sub was hot, more than hot it was his fetish. While laying next to the woman he loved, he dreamed of Doming her. Making her his, owning her, controlling her. This seemed to inspire Eric, making him perfect his plans even more.

Eric added rungs for Sara to hold on to while she was strapped to the saw horse; rungs for both her feet and hands. He drilled more holes so he could change the position of the rungs. He made the saw horse wider so Sara could lay her full weight on it, and added a small amount of padding to it. Even a way to control the magic wand to and from her clit. With each moment that passes he thinks of new things, new ways to restrain her, new ways of pleasuring himself and her at the same time.

Eric decided that he would set his plan into motion on Friday morning, it being Thursday afternoon this left him with little time to make any further modifications. He stepped back from his creations to admire and inspect them.

"As close to perfect as I'll get" Eric said.

Now all he had to do was be the Master. And all he had to do to achieve this was remember how hard he got during the construction, how much precum leaked from his dick at just the thought of his mother restrained and at his will. It took no more than that to get Eric into the proper mindset, he knew exactly how the weekend was going to unfold. What he wanted, she would do, his word was law.

Eric arranged everything to his liking. The St. Andrew's cross would be secured against the wall, but first he put down several large white sheets hanging from the ceiling and on the floor. The saw horse would be off to the side, on the border of the white sheet as it was easy enough to move. They were both covered with white sheets. Next he pulled over an old dresser, convenient because it allowed him to keep the outfits and sex toys in the drawers. He also planned to record portions of the session so the flat surface of the dresser top was perfect for his laptop. Finally he pulled over a chair for himself, but he set it slightly further back so he would remain in the dark. He felt this made him seem more in charge if he was giving commands from the shadows.

The stage was set, all that remained was the time between now and tomorrow morning.

FRIDAY

Sara's alarm blared at 6:45AM.

"Ugh..."

Sara swiped at her phone, hoping that it would make the sound go away, and that she wouldn't have to get up and go to work. No chance of that. So she got up and trundled into the bathroom to start her shower.

Eric was already awake, not because his mothers alarm woke him, but because he was excited to put his plan into motion. So while she was in the shower, he hopped out of bed and stood at the door to the bathroom to wait for his mother to walk out of it. Just as the bathroom door swung open Eric grabbed Sara firmly by the throat, her hands instinctively grabbed at his arm. He leaned in and whispered in her ear.

"You are my property. Do you understand me bitch?"

Sara quickly understood what was happening and nodded yes. That didn't remove the fact that she was still quite startled.

"Good, now get on your knees, like the Whore you are."

Sara quickly obeyed, she looked up to lock eyes but her gaze was averted. She hasn't done anything to prove herself worthy of being shown affection. So she awaited her next commands.

Eric pulled off his boxers, grabbed his dick in one hand and unlocked his mother's phone with is other.

"Put my balls in your mouth!"

Sara did exactly as she was told. Eric then laid his erect dick on her face and took a picture of it. Then he proceeded to make it the background image of her phone.

"From now on you will only call me Master, is that understood?"

"yeff mafer" Sara said with a mouthful of her sons nutsack.

Eric said sternly "No matter where we are, no matter who might hear you, you will call me master. Am I clear?"

"yeff mafer" Sara said again, this time with saliva dripping down her chin.

Sara could feel her pussy throbbing, she had never been this turned on in her life. But before she could enjoy it she received her next command.

"Give me your right hand"

Eric took her hand, then held in front of her face the silver Ring of O.

"Do you know what this is?"

Sara's eyes got wide with excitement and all she could do was nod her head yes.

"Calm down slut! You haven't earned this, yet. But I want you to wear it today to remind you of your role."

Eric took his balls out of his mothers mouth, pulled his shorts on and made his way to the kitchen. He called out before he left the bedroom.

"Do your hair and makeup then come and find me."

"Yes Master."

Sara did exactly as she was told. Dried off, applied her makeup and fixed her hair. She then walked down the hallway to find her son in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee.

"Master, I've done my hair and makeup."

"Very well than, follow me" Eric said this with a dismissive tone.

He walked back to their bedroom and entered her closet, he threw a thin white button up shirt and a black skirt at her. She was startled, but caught both items. Next he tossed a pair of 5 inch (12.7cm) black pumps on the bed, then rummaged around in her drawer for a bra. He was looking for something that was completely inappropriate, but wouldn't get her in trouble...Eric paused.

"Would a Dom really care if she got in trouble?" He thought to himself.

Perhaps not, but getting her in trouble at work was not an idea that turned him on. So he continued digging, after all Sara did have some very sexy items in this drawer. He found a black bra with pink accents and decided this would do fine, so he tossed it at her just like all the others. As he walked out of the room he told her to get dressed.

"Does Master want me to wear any pantyhose?" She called out as Eric left the room.

Eric ignored her entirely, because it wasn't in his plan. He made his way into the basement to retrieve the crotch less panties from the dresser. With them in hand he made his way back to the bedroom, where Sara was just putting on her heels.

"Put these on" as he tossed the panties to her.

Sara was used to tiny panties, she wore G-strings all the time, but these had barely any material to them. One black string around the waist, and one on either side of her labia. There was a butterfly that hung from a chain that seemed to stop right on her clit.

"I packed you something for lunch, don't open it till noon" Said with a raised eyebrow.

"Thank you Master" she replied with a smile.

"Now get moving or you'll be late for work"

"Yes Master."

Sara moved in to kiss Eric bye, as was her instinct, but he pulled away with a look on his face that said you should know better.

"Sorry Master."

She left knowing he wouldn't respond, and that she SHOULD have known better. She still has done nothing that proves herself. She did have the ring though, something that made her smile as she played with it.

As she drove to work, she noticed things that slipped past her. How see through her shirt was, and how short her skirt was. While seated it came to only 4 inches from revealing the fact that you could see her panties, or lack thereof. Furthermore she could feel the breeze on her cunt. She also noticed that she fucking loved every aspect of it.

While walking around at work she did notice a few extra stares. Also that the butterfly that dangled was now stuck to her damp pussy. Sara could hardly wait to see what she had for lunch, she knew it wasn't a sandwich.

* Beep beep* *Beep beep*

"Master: Its lunch time!

12:00pm"

Sara must have missed when Eric changed his name in her phone. She dug through her briefcase and found a brown bag. Opening it up she finds a small dildo.

"What does my master request of his slut?

12:01pm"

"Master: Insert it into your filthy cunt, and leave it there till I say so.

12:03pm"

"Yes Master.

12:03pm"

Sara loved how dirty this was, how she would have this dildo inside her when people would be talking to her or while she was on the phone. She hiked her skirt up, and slid it right in. Carefully pulling her skirt back down and enjoying the feeling of the small but thick dildo.

*Beep beep* *Beep beep*

"Master: Show me.

12:11pm"

Sara spread her legs as wide as she could under her desk, looked up quickly to see if anyone could see her and snapped a pic.

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Does this please my master?

12:13pm"

"Master: Yes. You've done well my pet.

12:14pm"

"Thank you Master.

12:14pm"

In all the sexual excitement Sara had completely forgotten she hadn't eaten at all today. The walk to the cafeteria wasn't a long one by any means, but managing to keep the dildo inside her without any help from her panties was not going to be easy. Sara Stood up to compose herself, noticing that she had to squeeze her thighs to keep the dildo from slipping out. She had taken this walk a million times, but now she feels like all eyes are on her, each cubicle she passes her face flushes more. Several of her co-workers pass her and all she can muster is a guilty smile. She grabs one of the pre made sandwiches and a drink, pays and takes it back to her office. As she plops in her chair the dildo pushes in a bit further and she lets out an audible moan.

"Everything okay?" Richard, a co-worker, asks from his cubicle.

"Oh fine, just banged my knee" Sara lied.

Sara spent the next hour and a half seated for fear of the dildo slipping out of her, no matter how tightly she held her thighs. People she managed came in on occasion to give her updates on the projects they were working on. Her own boss even stopped in just to say hi. Little did they know that she had a rubber dick buried deep in her cunt. She thought about that very fact as they were droning on about their day.

*Beep beep* *Beep beep*

"Master: How wet are you?

2:07pm"

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This wet Master.

2:08pm"

Sara took a picture of the dildo half out of her pussy, this time not checking to see if she was being observed. The base had a ring of white grool around it, the rest was shiny from her wetness, and every fold of her pussy was covered in her own juices.

"Master: Mmmm very good my pet, you may just earn that ring after all.

2:09pm"

"Thank you Master.

2:09pm"

Sara was beaming with pride, she had truly pleased her Master, and again, enjoyed every second of it. She let her mind wander as to what was in store for her for the weekend. She reminded herself that it didn't matter, she would be a good little whore and take everything her son could do to her. Snapped back to reality by the sound of her cell phone she noticed that she was grinding into her chair.

"Master: Take the dildo out of your pussy and put it back in the bag.

2:42pm"

"Yes Master.

2:42pm"

The rest of Sara's day went by as normal, and after a meeting that could have been summed up in an email she decided she had enough work for today and packed up her things to head home early. She checked her phone as she walked to her car, it read 4:53pm.

It took anywhere between forty five minutes to an hour to get home, depending on traffic and the lights. Before even setting off from the parking lot she texted her master to let him know that she was on her way home.

About an hour later Sara pulled into her driveway, slightly annoyed with traffic. As she walked into the house she was greeted with a sexy sight, her son in a black suit with a white button up shirt and a thin black tie. He was seated at the kitchen table with his legs crossed.

"Greetings Mast..." Before she could finish she was interrupted.

"...Go get undressed." He said coldly.

Sara did not hesitate or question, she walked back to their bedroom and removed every article of clothing she was wearing. Not one second after she was naked Eric walked in the door.

"Give me the ring."

With a bit of a broken heart Sara handed over the ring.

Eric grabbed Sara by the hair at the base of her head and moved close to her ear.

"We have a few errands to run tonight, if you prove yourself, the ring is yours"

Sara's joy returned, all she had to do was be a dirty whore for her Master and she would be rewarded.

While Sara was lost in her thoughts Eric turned his attention to her outfit for their errands. He opened her closet door and pulled out a short white skirt that she used for a beach cover up, a thin white V-neck tee, and flip flops.

"Put these on" He ordered.

She smiled "Yes Master"

Eric watched his mother get dressed and marveled at her body, even as she covered it up. Although not covered as much as normal, the skirt is so short if she bends over anyone will see right up it. The tee is thin enough you can make out her nipples.

"All dressed Master" Sara cheerfully stated.

"Good, now bend over and spread your ass"

"Mmm, yes Master" Sara cooed.

Eric admired his mother's tight pink asshole for a moment, before he took the jeweled buttplug from his pocket and spit right on the same pink asshole. Eric slowly slid the plug into it. Sara, never having experienced anal before, took a second to warm up to this foreign object now invading her anus. Eric gave her no time to get used to the feeling.

"Come on, we have a long night ahead of us." He said as he patted her butt.

Eric took his mother's car keys and her briefcase and locked the house after her. They rode in silence to the first stop, the local pharmacy. A pharmacy Sara goes to quite often.

"Go inside and buy condoms and lube." Eric said with a wicked smile.

"Yes Master."

Sara was just slightly apprehensive, not about purchasing these items, but this was a store in which she was known. But as she saw that Eric remained in the car she lost a bit of that apprehension. She knew exactly where the condoms and lube were, so she made a beeline for them. The AC was pumping, and her nipples responded making small tents in her shirt. Sara felt like more of a whore knowing that the man ringing her out could see her nipples, if he only knew of the butt plug in her ass and the fact she wasn't wearing any panties.

With the purchase complete Sara got in the car, she noticed that the AC in the car had been lowered, she suspected Eric did this to maintain her erect nipples. She flashed him a wicked smile and tossed the bag of condoms and lube in the back seat.

"Where to next Master?" she asked innocently.

"I'm hungry, I would like..." Eric paused to make it sound like he was actually thinking "...an apple"

This was an odd request, but as they got underway Sara began to think, the grocery stores are kept pretty cold as well. So she smiled and played along.

As they arrived at the grocery store he turned to her and said.

"Red delicious."

She smiled and replied "Anything you wish Master."

As the produce was at the front of the store this was going to be a quick trip. She grabbed the apple, popped it in a bag and went to go check out. With every step she noticed her body, maybe it was the fact that she wasn't wearing anything that supported her. But she loved how her tits and ass bounced after each step.

Sara paid, walked out and hopped right into the car waiting for her. Handed the apple to Eric and they were on their way once again. Him munching on his apple, as she requested what the next stop was. He didn't reply so she decided not to ask again.

After about ten minutes of silent driving they pull up across the street from a convenience store.