Mother in Law

The last person I expected to see at my door was June,
my mother in law, or I should say ex mother in law. I'd been
feeling pretty down for the last month, devastated really,
after my wife, Emma, left me. I came one day to find a note waiting.

In the note she told me that, although she was still fond
of me, she realizes now that we married too young. She also
went on to tell me she had met this guy at work, she worked
at a Mercedes Benz dealership, Some Greek guy apparently
from a wealthy family, and they had fallen instantly for
each other. She intended to move to Greece with him.
I tried to reach out to her, but she wouldn't answer my
calls.I went to her work and they told me she had quit. I even
called her mother and she confirmed that my wife had indeed
fucked off to Greece. So yes, it was a miserable month
So now my mother in law is at the door. I assumed she'd
just come to pick up some Emma's belongings, but.
she told me she'd just popped in to see how I was coping.
I'd never really got on with her. In the past, I found her
to be very standoffish and old fashioned.
She was in her mid 50's around 5'9" and I believe the
term is rubenesque.

She had long hair that always seems to be up in a bun. Her hair
was black with little flecks of gray which actually made
it quite attractive. She always dressed very smart and
usually in a business type suit, smart shoes with small
heels.
After a little hesitation, I noticed she wasn't dressed
in her usual manner. Instead of a suit she was wearing a summer
dress and slightly higher heels, she had a large designer
bag hanging from her shoulder.. I invited her in and once
over the threshold she gave me the biggest of hugs. It felt
a little uncomfortable as I felt her ample breast push into
my chest.


I offered her a coffee and I invited her to take a seat in the
lounge, but instead she chose to stay and chat with me in
the kitchen. She was telling me how sorry she was, and that
she didn't see it coming, she was as surprised as me. Once
the coffee was made we moved to the lounge. Our lounge was
set up with a large leather Chesterfield sofa and a smaller
Chesterfield loveseat. I chose to sit on the love seat and
expected June to sit on the sofa, but instead she chose to
sit next to me, putting her bag on the floor by her feet..


This was the first one on one interaction I'd had with
a female for over a month, and I'm ashamed to say that with
the smell of her perfume and her proximity to me, I was feeling
the tingles of an erection.
As we talked our legs occasionally touched each other,
and I was always the one to move. June told me that 23 was no
age and that a good looking young guy like me would have no
problem finding someone new. I tried to get off the subject
and asked about her.

She was divorced from Emma's dad
for some 20 years now and never seemed to have any interest
in dating again. She smiled and put her hand on my knee and
squeezed and told me I was sweet. I must admit I blushed a
little. She seemed to take courage from my blushing and
moved her hand slightly up my leg and squeezed gently again
. Her smile was even broader as I began to squirm a little
trying to hide my growing erection.

Her eyes held mine as
she slid her hand further up my thigh and her thumb brushed
the tip of my erection. She swirled her thumb around the
head making it twitch. I went to stand but her other hand
reached over and grabbed my knee firmly. I went to speak
but she seductively shushed me. Her thumb was joined by
the rest of her hand. I pushed upwards.

June smiled and pulled her hand away. Leaving my cock twitching
in my jeans.
She asked me if I liked that, I dumbly nodded.

She asked if I wanted more, again I nodded. Smiling, she leaned in and
kissed me gently on the lips, her tongue quickly darting
in and out of my mouth. She pulled away and told me to stand
up and strip as she wanted to see me naked. I was sexually
hypnotized, my little head was doing the thinking and the
rest of my body was just going along for the ride. I stood
in front of her, she smiled and leaned back on the sofa as
I took off my shirt. She leaned forward and undid my belt,
and pulled it from the hoops of my jeans, folded it and
laid it across her lap. I undid my jeans and let them drop
and stepped out of them. My hard as iron cock was trying its
best to escape its boxer short prison. I hesitated for a
second but her smile encouraged me and I slid them off as
well.
She reached over and cupped my hard balls and gently squeezed
, My cock throbbed and I almost exploded as she took the head
in her lips and sucked gently flicking it with her tongue.

What happened next took me totally by surprise and I nearly
fell over. She wound the belt around my thighs and pulled
it tight. I found my footing and put my legs together and
she took the opportunity to pull it tighter till it was biting
into my thighs. She fastened it.
I must have had the dumbest of looks on my face as she stood
. Her hand reached down and stroked my cock and she kissed
me gently on the lips. She pulled away and smiled as I leaned
into her. As she walked around me, her warm hands stroking
my chest, gently pulling on the hairs. She kissed my shoulder
and neck. Biting ever so gently. She stroked my back, I felt
her nail lightly scratch.

Her hand slid down and gave my
tight ass cheeks a squeeze. I was in a haze as she reached
into her bag. I became more confused as she pulled out a scarf
and tied tightly around my eyes. I heard a jingle then felt
cold steel being tightened around my wrist and then my arms
being pulled behind me and the other wrist was cuffed. I
felt her circle me. I winced as she pinched me and poked me
. She squeezed my balls hard and I almost doubled. Holding onto my shoulders, she gently pushed me. I shuffled the best
I could. She stopped and I figured we were in the middle of
the room.

I asked her what the fuck was going on and was told
to shut up. I was about to say something else but was silenced
by a hard slap across the face. In my shock I opened my mouth
only to have it filled by what I assumed were my boxers. Next
I heard the click and the camera noise of her phone as she
took pictures, followed by a few clicks and the whoosh sound
as the pictures were sent somewhere. June came and stood
behind me, put her arms around me and gently pinched my nipples.
Her breasts pushed against my back and she whispered in
my ear.
My remaining resistance drained out of me as she told me
she had just sent the pictures to Emma..

She went on to explain that Emma knew all about the kinky
sites I used to visit and how it turned her off as she preferred
real men, Alpha men. She went on to describe the conversations
they had about it over a few weeks, How she had told her daughter
to use it and make me her slave and she could have had anything.
But Emma would have none of it. The more they talked
the more turned off she became. Till one day Emma went to
her mother and told her she's met someone and he wanted
to take her out to dinner.


June reached down and gently stroked my cock as she described
how she actively encouraged my wife to go out and find out
if this is what she was looking for. She went on to describe
how happy this guy had made my wife. She even went into detail
on how they had all planned for her to leave me. I almost collapsed
but my mother in law held me tightly, telling me how she had asked for her daughter's blessings in making me her slave. Emma told her mum that she was free to do whatever
she wanted with me, just as long as she kept her posted. She
wanted to see her pathetic husband broken.

The last piece of information was too much and my knees buckled
and June held me tight as I sobbed through my boxers............

She held me until the sobbing subsided, kissing my head
and neck. Perversely, my cock was still hard. I breathed
in heavily through my nose as she began to gently stroke
me, kissing my neck as she did then whispering in my ear that
she was going to take care of that for me and I groaned as she
let go and walked away.
I heard her rustling in her bag, she found what she was looking
for and returned to me. She gently guided me to one of the
sofas and sat down in front of me. I could feel her breath
on my cock. I jumped a little as I felt something tighten
painfully around the base, then something else was tightened
just below the helmet. Whatever it was made my cock twitch
.I was told that it would stop any accidents and that from
now on she was in control of it and only if I was a good boy I would
be rewarded.


I was then told that she needed to show me what would
happen if I disobeyed her. She stood up and guided me around
the back of the sofa, turned me around and gently pushed
me forward, my legs came in contact with the low back of the
sofa and her continued pushing meant I had no option but
to bend over. I felt something hard and cold against my exposed
behind. She rubbed it over my skin, tapping very lightly
whilst telling me that there will only be need for this if
I didn't make her happy or disobeyed her in any way. I struggled
and tried to stand up but she simply put her arm on my back
and I could get no purchase.

Struggling, she explained, was
a perfect example of me misbehaving.
I lurched and shouted through my gag as the first blow landed
with a loud slapping sound. Quickly followed by another,
then another, I lost count after 10, tears were in the corner
of my eyes and She was panting with the exertion. I was left
bent over the sofa while she left the room. I jumped again as
the cool towel was draped over my butt. She gently rubbed
me with the towel. After a while she pulled me upright and
guided me around to the front of the sofa. She pulled out
the gag and put a bottle of water to my lips.

I drank heavily.

She stroked my cock again and the pleasure made me forget
about the pain. My balls were gently squeezed.

"I'm more than a little excited" she whispered in my ear. "A little bird
has told me that you had some skill with your mouth. which means you may not be entirely useless"

I'm guessing that particular
nugget came from her daughter.

She stood up and walked behind
me. I heard a rustling which I presumed was her dress falling
to the floor. I felt her hands on my shoulders and she pushed
down and told me to kneel. I fell to my knees with a grunt.
The way I was bound made it very hard to keep my balance, but
I managed somehow. My head was stroked as she walked back
in front of me and sat down. The hand stroking my head grabbed
a handful of hair and pulled not too gently forcing my head
down and forward. I smelled her odor of excitement and heat
before my mouth made contact. At this point I must say that
I was about to carry out one of my favorite sexual acts and
I thought my self quite proficient. A proficiency that
was tested through 3 or 4 orgasms.

She ordered me to slow
down with big long licks with a flat tongue, then flick her bud, then she lifted
her butt and told me to pay her butt a little attention. I did
as ordered. She pulled me in tighter and came hard against
my face.
Eventually she was sated and I was kicked away and fell
sideways on the floor with her juices slowly drying on my
face.

I don't know how long I laid there, I suspect that
my mother in law had a little nap. After a while I heard movement
as she stood up and pulled her dress on. A few more minutes
of her moving around. She undid the belt around my thighs
and I took the opportunity to stretch my legs out to relieve
the cramp. June left the room and went upstairs. I heard her
rooting around in our bedroom. After a while she came back
down and gently kicked me and told me to lift my left leg in
the air. Grabbing my ankle she slid something silky over
foot and then rolled it up my leg. She repeated the same with
my other leg and told me to stand up. I struggled to my feet
and I could feel the nylons she had pulled up my legs swishing
together. She reached around me and clipped something
around my waist, then pulled the nylons tight and clipped
them to what I suspected was a garter belt. Next I was told
to lift my leg one at a time and a pair of panties were pulled
up to just under my erection. Something else was tied just
underneath my bulbous head and my cock was drawn up and flat
against me as she tied it off around my waist. She released
the tie around the base of my cock and balls and my cock throbbed
as she pulled the panties up over it.


More photographs were taken, and a little giggle as texts
were sent and received. I cringed as she told me that Emma sends her love and that
she didn't realize how pathetic I was.
My mouth was forced open and something else in was shoved in. This time there
was a sour taste and an odor and I realized it must be June's soiled
panties. She pushed them in deep and tied a stocking around
my head to secure it.
I was left standing there as June busied herself tidying
up. I could hear her in the kitchen washing the cups. I heard
the front door lock. I thought she had left me for a moment until I felt the cold leather of my belt around my neck, making a makeshift leash

I was told we were going for a drive,I tried to hold back but the leash was pulled tighter and I was asked if I wanted another beating. I groaned and took some tentative steps following her lead. I was led through the house to the garage then pushed into the back of my car. She told me to lay down and behave myself or I would go in the trunk.
The car door was closed and I heard the whirr of the garage
door as it opened. The car kicked into life and we were off.
I was glad for the almost blacked out windows of the car. It would be very difficult to see in without somebody
putting their head up to the glass.

As Mother in-law drove,
she told me that I was going to be staying with her for a few
weeks and I was taking a break from work. She went on to explain
that Emma had given her all of my passwords and that
she had emailed my boss and told him that for personal reasons
, I would be away from work for a couple of weeks. They were
very understanding and asked if any problems came up could
they email me, She of course had replied yes.
She told me we were going to have so much fun together and
I lay there thinking that her idea of fun is probably not
too much fun for me...

The 45 min drive was becoming very uncomfortable, My arms
were aching and beginning to cramp. My bound cock felt like
it was being cut in 2 and I was bursting. I needed the restroom
so bad. Every bump on the road made me feel like releasing
my bladder. I felt the car slow to a stop, then I rolled forward
as it was put into reverse. I heard a garage door open and
the car came to a stop followed by the garage door closing
again. The door opened and I was told to scoot out. I did the
best I could and June helped me stand and steady me. She closed
the car door and guided me into The house.

The smell was familiar
to me as I had been there many times before. I was led into
the kitchen. I could feel the cold tiles on my feet.
She undid the stocking around my head and pulled out her
panties. I licked my dry mouth and. She put a bottle of water
up to my lips. She told me I'd been a good boy on the trip,
and that I should keep it up. I plucked up the courage to ask
for the bathroom. She stepped in close to me and grabbed
my balls hard, telling me that I was to address her as Mistress
of Miss June and that I had better try asking in the correct
way. I re asked my question as directed and she let go of my
balls and grabbed my arm to guide me.


She slid the panties down and undid my cock turned me around
and sat me down. I blushed with embarrassment as she held
my now semi hard cock down in the pan and told me to go. Instant
relief followed as my pent up urine flowed free from my body.
When I'd finished she shook me a couple of times then had
me stand, turned me around and made me kneel. She sat down
on the toilet and went herself. When done she pulled my head
forward, I could smell the toilet. She told me to clean
her. I didn't understand till she shoved my face into
her and soon had me licking away the remnants of her piss.

She soon had me standing in the lounge. She placed a cold
chain around my waist and I heard a clip. Then came some leather
around my ankles and 2 more clicks. Another chain was attached
between my ankles and another from that chain to the one
around my waist. My arms were released from the handcuffs
and I moaned as I stretched them out and shook them. She let
me alone for a minute to let me loosen up. She told me to hold
my hands out in front of me, and I soon had leather manacles
padlocked to my wrist. A chain was running between the two.
The belt was removed from my neck and replaced with a thick collar with a leash

attached to one of the loops in the front. Next, a ball gag
was forced into my mouth. Finally the scarf was taken from
my eyes and I blinked heavily to adjust to the light. Mother
in law took more pictures and sent them off. She told me to
follow her and grabbed the end of the leash and pulled. I
scurried along the best I could considering how I was hobbled.

Luckily the house was ranch style and there were no stairs
to navigate. She took me past what I knew to be her room to
a smaller room down the hallway. Once the door was opened
I could see the room was full of boxes and all kinds of other
junk. She told me this was going to be my room and over the
next couple of days I was going to have to clear it out. The
sooner I got it cleaned out The sooner I would get to sleep
on a bed.


Pulling on the leash again she showed me into her room which
was dominated by a king size 4 poster bed. As she took me around
the bed I noticed an overly large dog bed to one side. She
pointed at it and told me that's where I would be sleeping
until I had got that room ready. I wanted to say so much, tell
her where to go, but my current circumstances wouldn't
allow that. She led me back out to the kitchen and told me she was hungry
and I was to make her some hot food while she changed. Luckily,
I'm no stranger to cooking, as it was one of my favorite
pastimes. It would be difficult with my arms chained as
they were, but there was enough slack so it wouldn't be
impossible.

I busied myself in the kitchen, I made a simple pasta with
some crusty bread. I was just putting the finishing touches
on the pasta when she returned. She was wearing a black silk
negligee and heeled house slippers. The first thing she
noticed was that I put 2 plates out. She tutted and put one
back. She went under the sink and brought out a dog bowl,
telling me this is where my food goes until she says otherwise.
Feeling pretty miserable, I dished out the pasta onto the
one plate and June told me to scoop the rest into my bowl.
Pointing to the floor, I was ordered to kneel, my gag was
removed, the drool wiped away from my chin

I was ordered to eat, without using my hands. It was
a messy affair, but I was hungry and I managed to eat it all.
June ate in silence and when she was finished, she told
to clean the dishes, and not in the dishwasher. She sat there
watching me, directing me, telling me how pathetic I looked
with food all over my face. Once finish I was told to kneel in front of her. A cold washcloth was produced my face scrubbed

Once cleaned, I was ordered to stand and she produced a
blindfold which she slipped over my eyes.

My leash was tugged and I followed as carefully as I could.
I followed her through the house to a carpeted room, which
I soon realized was her bedroom.
Once stopped, my arms were raised above my head and I was
told to stand on tiptoes. The chain connecting my wrists
was hooked on something above my head and once I lowered
myself onto my flat feet I was secured with my front against
what I figured was the bedpost.

My mother in law started by telling me that though my behavior
was quite good for the first day there was a lot of improvement
needed and that I needed to learn. I started to beg, but was
told to shut up or I would be gagged again, and this time it
would be till morning.. I quickly shut up. She went on to
tell me I was about to be punished, and she expected to be
thanked for trying to teach me how to behave. I thought to
myself, that wasn't going to happen.