Mark's Revenge Pt. 06

"Hello?" Sarah answered.

"Hi, Mum," Mark's excitement bubbled through the phone. "I hope I am not interpreting you," Mark added.

"No Master, I was doing the dishes, I am always ready and available for you," Sarah replied.

Mark smiled. He said over the phone "Can you come to the park near our place then?"

Sarah immediately replied, "Yes Master, I can come."

"Okay mum, take the van and meet there, I am nearby and have a surprise for you," Mark replied. He added, "It is also a beautiful day so I want to see my beautiful woman."

Sarah smiled. Her heart skipped a beat. He was charming. Her son had always been thoughtful. "I'll grab the keys Master and meet you there," Sarah replied. Sarah rushed upstairs. She took her apron and clothes off. She was completely naked. Sarah went to her wardrobe , there was nothing which was nice however she knew about one piece of clothes which she had.

Sarah grabbed her sundress. It was a pastel pink, adorned with delicate white daisies. Its thin spaghetti straps crisscrossed at the back, revealing her sun-kissed shoulders. The square neckline framed her face, and the flared skirt billowed around her legs like a soft cloud. The fabric was light. She thought of not wearing any bra or panties. Master may like this. She felt exposed. She went downstairs and got the keys for the van. She locked the house and got into the van.

The van rumbled to life as Sarah steered it toward the park. The sunroof was open, allowing a gentle breeze to tousle her hair. Sarah drove for less than 10 minutes and got to the park. She parked under the shade of a sprawling oak tree, and there, standing near the entrance, was her Master Mark. His eyes widened as he caught sight of her. She felt her pussy getting wet.

Sarah stepped out of the van, her sundress swaying with each graceful movement. Her nipples were already hard from the drive. She has many dirty thoughts going through her head.

Mark's jaw dropped. "Mum," he stammered, "You look...stunning." Mark thought Sarah was a beautiful person, the dress made her curves more pronounced. Her legs were sexy. He could see her nipples poking from the dress.

Sarah blushed, feeling a warmth that had nothing to do with the sun. "Thank you, Master," she replied. Her smile grew wider. She thought Master was pleased.

As Mark and Sarah strolled hand in hand through the sun-dappled park, the mystery of the bag weighed on Sarah's mind. The cobblestone path beneath their feet felt cool and smooth, and flowerbeds flanked their way, bursting with vibrant blooms. Sarah thought this was a beautiful park. She never really had the time to come here before.

They approached the lake. There were delicate petals floating atop the water. Swans glided across the surface, their necks arched in elegant curves, while ducks dipped and quacked playfully. Sarah couldn't help but smile. She was holding hands with the person she loved on a date. Even if Master did not consider this one, this will be in her heart a memory she will cherish.

"It is a beautiful park," Mark remarked.

"It is," Sarah agreed.

"But you are more beautiful," Mark replied. Sarah smiled.

Her curiosity tugged at her like an insistent breeze. She wondered whether she should ask him. She thought it may be rude and he will punish her. She was not wearing any panties. They walked past the lake. She gazed at the bag. "Master," she finally asked, "Can I ask what is in the bag?"

Mark's eyes sparkled mischievously. "Ah, Mum," he replied, "It's a surprise, a special gift but we don't know, we need to go to a special spot."

Sarah's imagination danced. She thought, what could it be? A dildo? A forgotten treasure? A ball gag? A handwritten letter? Or perhaps a collection of memories tucked away like fragile petals? A whip? Sarah thought the possibilities were endless. She looked at Master and held his hand tighter.

They walked. "Master, thank you for this walk," Sarah said.

"We should do this more," Mark remarked.

"Master, you have more responsibilities than me so I would like to thank you for taking the time with me," Sarak commented. She genuinely felt happy.

Mark stopped and pulled her into a hug. "Mum, even with this Master play, you are still my mum, any time, I would be here for you," Mark said.

"Thank you," Sarah said as she hugged back.

Mark let go and they started walking again. "Master, Grace told me about your adventure with her here," Sarah said.

Mark chuckled. "Do you girls tell each other everything?" Mark asked.

"Master, can I not respond to that one," Sarah replied. Mark smiled, as he held her hand. Grace told her about the robber, the milf, the teen jogger. She did not want to tell Master everything, she wanted to respect Grace.

"I can ask Grace," Mark replied. He thought about the adventures here. This place is where Grace and Mark had their first walking date. It was romantic and everything he dreamed of with the girl he loved. It was also where he learnt about his abilities.

Mark and Grace kept walking. He spotted the unused path where he had fun and learnt more about his girlfriend. The path looped around back to this spot. Sarah recognised this place. "Master, is this the place where..." Sarah said.

"Yes, it is where Grace and I tried my abilities out," Mark replied. Sarah got wet. She thought does Master has a plan here. Is his gift to strip her and serve him naked. Her pussy was squirming.

"Let's go," Mark said. Sarah nodded. The ancient oak stood tall, its gnarled roots sinking into the earth. Sarah leaned against its rough bark, feeling its quiet strength against her back. She felt trapped between her Master and this tree. It was making her wet.

Mark's gaze held hers, and in that moment, the world seemed to shrink to just the two of them. Sarah thought this was her Master.

"Close your eyes," Mark murmured, his voice a gentle command. Sarah's heart fluttered, part anticipation, part nervousness. She obeyed like a good slave, her eyelids sealing shut.

Mark's fingers brushed her cheek, tracing the curve of her jaw. "I love you mum," he whispered. "I know you wanted something as a sign of ownership" Mark added.

Sarah's pulse quickened. Ownership, she thought. Is Master going to give her something, a collar, a tattoo, mark her body with a whip? Her mind was going promise. Sarah nodded.

Mark smiled. "You are an impatient slave, going against your Master," Mark teased. He knew his mum liked this play and it made her happy. He thought here he had sex with a milf and pulled her hair while banging her.

"No Master, I will never," Sarah immediately said. She was worried he was upset. He will punish her but he called her a slave. She was his and only his slave.

"Did I ask you to talk?" Mark teased.

"No Master, I will accept your punishment," Sarah said.

"Good," Mark replied. He leaned and kissed her forehead. Sarah's heart skipped a beat again, his lips were on her head. She felt loved and cared for.

He let go and reached into the bag. Mark got the collar. As Mark's fingers brushed against Sarah's skin, a shiver of anticipation ran down her spine. She thought this was it. A smile was on her face.

Mark's heart raced as he slid the collar around Sarah's neck, securing it in place with a gentle click. He couldn't help but marvel at how perfectly it fit, how it hugged her throat in a way that made her look both strong and vulnerable at the same time. He leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear as he whispered, "I love you, mum. With every beat of my heart, with every breath I take," he stated.

Sarah felt a wave of emotion wash over her. Her heartbeat was racing. Her mind was going crazy. She could feel her pussy juice leaking down her leg. Her nipples were hardened. Her dream had come true. She was his slave, her son's slave, his mummy slave, her master.

She kept quiet, trying to contain her excitement.

Mark could see her glow up but she was not saying anything. She looked like a kettle about to explode. "You can open your eyes, talk and move," Mark commented. Sarah wrapped her arms around her Master`s waist, her fingers digging into his skin. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears, and whispered, "I love you too, Master. I've always loved you." They stood there for a moment, their bodies pressed tightly together, their hearts beating in perfect rhythm.

As they embraced, she felt a warmth spread through her lower abdomen, and a sudden, unexpected rush of wetness between her legs. "Oh," she gasped, breaking away from the embrace for a moment to adjust herself. She glanced down, her cheeks flushing crimson, and noticed that legs were soaking. "I'm sorry, Master," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She was going to get punished for sure for getting wet without his permission.

Mark chuckled softly, his gaze never leaving her face. "No need to apologise, mum," he said, running a finger down her cheek. "I think I rather like the idea that this beautiful park makes you feel so... aroused." His touch sent shivers down her spine, and she leaned into him once more, their bodies pressed tightly together.

"Is that you stud?" a voice was heard. Mark thought he was caught however, he was not worried. He looked up and saw her. She was the milf that he had sex with here. Her athletic physique was gracefully accentuated by the snug fit of her workout attire she wore like last time. This time she wore high rise tight pink leggings that clung to her shapely legs and ass and a pink sports bra that exposed her stomach and highlighted her toned arms.

Mark looked and saw the milf which he had sex with. She looked stunning. Sarah recognised her instantly; it was the same woman who Master had sex with. Grace has shown her picture of her. She was stunning, and Sarah could see the desire burning in her eyes.

"Yes that is me but why are you calling me a stud?," Mark asked. He thought that was strange for anyone to call him that.

"Mrs told us to keep our names a secret to keep it fun, she has said to refer to you as a stud," the milf replied.

Mark thought for a second. Mrs means Grace, he smiled, she was already in the wedding stage. "I can tell you our names," Mark offered.

"Please dont stud, Mrs will be upset and I like it," the milf replied as took a tentative step closer to them

"Okay," Mark replied.

Mark let Sarah go. They stood there, exchanging polite greetings, Sarah felt a sudden rush of sympathy for the milf. She understood the feelings that she must be experiencing right now, the desire and the nervousness, and she wanted to make her feel welcome. "Milf, I am Master slave" she said warmly, showing her collar. She then took her hand, "It's wonderful to finally meet you. I can see why Mrs spoke so highly of you."

Mark thought his mum was playing along maybe a bit too much but it was harmless fun.

Milf blushed again, her eyes flickering briefly to Mark before returning to Sarah. "That is amazing, you must be the luckiest person in the world right now," the milf replied.

"I am right now ever since Master claimed him and took me as his," Sarah responded.

The milf was happy she wondered if she could get this treatment. Her own soon to be ex-husband was constantly cheating on her. She never felt attractive but this stud was something else. He made her feel amazing and alive.

Sarah shifted slightly, pressing her body against her Master, feeling the hardness of his erection through his pants. She smiled.

"I am going to reward my Master right now, and I want you to join me," Sarah said.

"Reward?" the milf asked.

"Yes, he has made me so happy today so I want to please him and you being with me will make him happy," Sarah responded.

"Are you sure you want me to join?" the milf knew it was special for them and she was just a stranger.

"Yes," Sarah whispered.

"Master, are you okay with that? Sarah pleaded.

Mark nodded. He was not going to say no to double milf blowjob.

The milf kneels down, carefully placing a rolled-up yoga mat on the soft grass beneath them. Without any further hesitation, Mark stood on top of it. Sarah and the milf drop to their knees in front of Mark. They both had large smiles on their faces. They stared at his crotch.

Sarah slowly reaches down and begins unfastening the snap on his jeans, revealing his large, throbbing member as it springs free from its confines. Mark could not help but let out a shiver of pleasure as Sarah ran her hands up and down its length, tracing every vein and ridge with her fingertips.

"So thick," Sarah remarked. It was beautiful, it was her Master, she thought.

"It is so big," the milf said. She thought when she sucked his penis and then he had sex with her. She thought how big it felt inside her and wondered how she could take it.

As her fingers danced expertly over the swollen head of Mark's erection. With a soft moan, Sarah lowered her lips to the shaft and began to lick it, her tongue swirling around the length of him as she took him deeper into her mouth with each stroke.

Meanwhile, the milf knelt beside Sarah bobbing up and down between Mark's legs. Her lips were wrapped tightly around his massive balls, sucking and drawing on them. She thought they were big. She remembered the cum shower on her, he made a big mess and these two were the cause of it.

As Sarah's tongue teased the sensitive head of his penis, milf's expert mouthwork on his balls sent shudders of pleasure through Mark's body. The two women worked in perfect harmony, their tongues in a sensual dance around Mark's throbbing member. They then stopped and swapped places.

Sarah sucked on his large balls while the milf licked the length of his shaft, her tongue swirling around the veins that pulsed with blood. The milf thought his penis was tasty, it was wonderful to lick it and she was the reason it was hard.

Mark's breath came in ragged gasps, his hips bucking involuntarily. "You both are amazing," Mark remarked. He couldn't believe the intensity of the sensations coursing through his body, the dual assault on his senses. The warmth of their mouths, the wetness of their tongues, the softness of their skin against his own. He was in heaven.

Sarah let go of his ball and kissed it. "Thank you Master, we aim to please you," Sarah remarked.

The milf was sucking on the large head of the penis. Her tongue swirling around it. The smell of his penis was amazing. She heard her say something and let go.

Sarah looked up at her Master with a sultry gaze. She made eye contact andlicked the length of his shaft once more before taking him deep into her mouth. The head of his penis went in with ease.

The milf licked down this long shaft and increased the pace of her sucking, drawing his balls deeper into her mouth and rolling them expertly between her lips.

Mark felt a sharp tug on his left ball, followed by a warm rush of sensation as milf released it from her mouth, only to take his right ball into her mouth instead. He arched his back, moaning loudly as Sarah's tongue danced around the head of his cock, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves just below the surface. He felt her teeth graze his skin, sending a shiver of pleasure through him.

He couldn't believe how intense the sensations were, how perfectly their bodies moved in sync with his own desires. He could feel the blood pounding in his veins, his heart racing, his whole body tingling with anticipation.

Sarah leaned forward, her lips brushing against Master`s swollen head as she took him deeper into her mouth. Her tongue flicked out, swirling around the sensitive flesh, teasing him mercilessly. The milf, meanwhile, sucked harder on his balls, her lips tightening around them as she drew out every last drop of pleasure.

Sarah let go for a second and planted a kiss on the head of the penis. She then looked up and saw her Master was enjoying this. She looked next to her and saw the milf sucking at his balls like they were the best thing in the world to suck. She smiled, her Master deserves this and more and she will make him happy. She opened her mouth and pressed her lips against his cock and swallowed it again.

As Mark felt himself on the brink of release, he could feel his body tensing up, ready to explode. The two women sensed this, and their movements became even more urgent, their tongues worked in perfect harmony. Sarah's expert mouthwork on his cock was matched only by milf's expert sucking of his balls, her tongue swirling around each one before drawing it back into her mouth with a soft pop.

Mark thought the wet heat of their mouths, the softness of their skin, the rhythmic movements of their tongues was a lot to handle. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt such intense pleasure, such overwhelming desire.

As he neared the brink, Sarah released his cock from her mouth, her breath hot against his shaft as she whispered, "Master you should record this for Mrs to see." Mark thought Grace might be upset not seeing this, he did not want her to be on his bad side. He took his phone out and started recording.

Her hands slid down his thighs, gripping his hips as she looked up at him with hooded eyes. Milf, sensing the moment, increased the pace of her sucking, her lips moving swiftly over his engorged balls, her tongue dancing expertly.

Mark`s body tensed as he thrust forward. He felt the wet warmth of Sarah's mouth as she took him deep into her throat. His hips bucked wildly, his cock throbbing.

Sarah sucked harder, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. The milf sucked his balls. She moved over to his shaft and licked it. She could feel his penis throbbing on her tongue. She knew he was about to explode. She licked faster up and down with her delicate tongue.

"I am close," Mark commented. He could feel the pleasure surging around his body. Sarah sucked even harder. She made some space and the milf started sucking just under the head of this penis. Both of them licked and sucked as hard as they could. They were eager.

Mark was struggling to hold the camera still from the pleasure. "I am cumming," he announced. The first shot of his sperm was caught by Sarah. She grabbed his penis and aimed it at the milf mouth who opened her mouth and took the second shot. Sarah quickly took the penis and aimed it at her mouth and took the third large shot. The fourth shot was quick and it landed on the milf`s sports bra on her cleavage. Sarah then took the fifth shot in her mouth.

Sarah's mouth was full and she put her Master penis in the milf mouth where she gently sucked on and took the remaining sperm. The milf has a wide smile on her face.

As the final tremors subsided, Mark was satisfied. Two beautiful milfs sucked him off. His senses reeling from the intensity of the experience. He could see his mom's lips glistened with his cum. She opened her mouth and he saw his sperm in mouth. She closed it and swallowed it. Sarah had a wide smile on her face.

The milf pulled her mouth away from his cock, her lips also glistening with his cum. She smiled up at him, her eyes shining with pride. "That was incredible," she whispered. "You taste so good." She was delirious or something at this stage. She ran her tongue slowly up and down the length of his cock, lapping at the last remnants of his release.

"That was amazing, thank you both," Mark said.

"It was our pleasure, Master," Sarah replied. She kissed the head of the penis with her lips.

"For you anytime," the milf said, kissing the shaft of his penis.

Mark stopped the recording. "I will send it to Mrs now," Mark reported.

Sarah and the milf nodded. Mark sent the recording over. He looked at the two milfs in front of him who looked hungry. At the moment, his phone rang and he saw it was Grace. He thought that was quick. Mark picked up the phone.