My Mom, My Kidnapper Pt. 01

Author's Note: While this story does take place in the same universe as my other story That First Night, this story is radically different. There is no love in this story, only lust.

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I woke up in the dark, wondering if it was still nighttime and I should try to go back to sleep.

I awoke because I had that same dream... The dream about my mom coming into my room, tying me up, and having her way with me.

'That could never happen,' I thought. Just another dream from my oversexed mind.

It was then that I finally noticed something realllly weird... My hands were tied behind my back with cordage of some kind.

'What the fuck?!' I tried to exclaim, but I couldn't. I realized my mouth was taped shut.

'Fuck...' I thought

"Oh, you're awake," an unknown voice said from afar. Wait... I've heard this voice before.

"It's about time," the voice said as it got closer.

I could tell it was a female voice. I couldn't quite make it out...

I heard footsteps coming down a creaky wooden flight of stairs.

Creek, creak, creak The stairs went.

The owner of the voice was close; I could feel it.

"I was beginning to worry you were dead," said my mom.

Somehow not processing that for a second, I relaxed a little as I identified the voice.

Wait... Said mom?

SAID MOM!

I struggled against the cordage, finding it futile. The cord had my hand tied tight against what I made out to be a chair.

I tried to lift my body up using my feet... No good, they were tied down too. Okay... Panic time.

"Easy honey, don't struggle." My mom said in a soft voice.

I was breathing heavily, almost to the point of hyperventilating when mom wrapped herself around me and gave me a big hug.

I started to have a flashback to my early childhood. Whenever I had a temper tantrum or a panic attack, my mom would do the exact same thing she was doing now. Somehow, it always calmed me down.

With the weird thought that I was safe in my mother's arms, I started to calm down.

"There we go sweetheart," mom said in that soft voice she was still using. "Don't fight me."

After a few minutes of calming the fuck down, I was now completely relaxed.

"That's better. Now honey, I'm going to lift the cloth from your head so you can see me."

She did so and I got my first look at the world I was now in.

I was in some sort of basement or utility room. It had all wood flooring, wood walls, a TV with rabbit ears, and in a corner, a twin sized mattress. For this moment, this was what my world was reduced to.

I had no idea what was happening. When I tried to think, my mind just froze up on me. But I kept coming back to the question... Did my mom kidnap me?

Back to her... She was wearing a red dress that wasn't particularly long, but still conservative by today's standards. If I looked closely I noticed she wasn't wearing pants and I could just about make out her panties.

"I'm going to take the tape off your mouth baby."

She did so, and I let out a scream that I had been building up, trying to get someone to help me.

When I ran out of breath, mom smirked at me.

"There's no one around for miles baby." She said.

"You must have tons of questions... I'll answer some if you want."

"You... kidnapped me," I said as a statement, not a question.

"Thank you Captain Obvious," she responded with a laugh.

"Where are we?"

"Well I'm sure you realized we're in a basement. We're not in the south any more. More than that, I won't say."

"How long have we been gone?"

"About five days."

"Dad knows we're missing... He's going to find us."

"I gave him a ton of sleeping meds in his food the night before we left. When he woke up, he found a note taped to the fridge that we needed to visit my Aunt Joan here in New Jersey and-"

'Ah Ha!' I thought.

"Oops...whatever, you were going to figure it out sooner or later."

"What are you going to do to me mom?"

"What am I going to do with you? Hmm..."

She started to make a show of placing her hand and fingers to her chin... as if deep in thought. All for show of course... You don't kidnap your son and take him out of the state without knowing what you want to do with him.

Hell, you don't kidnap your son period...

"Well I guess it would be called sonnapping, not kidnapping." I thought out loud.

"You're right... you're not a kid any more, you're a man now sweetie."

"Whatever it is you're planning; you'll never get away with it."

"Oh I think I will... Because, my dear son, I plan to unzip your jeans and have my way with you."

'Oh shit, this is worse than my dream' I thought.

"But we can't... it's incest, it's wrong."

"Having sex with your cousin is wrong, but you've done that."

Oh god, she knows.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't even try it baby. Your dad may want to have his head in the sand, but I am not to be fooled... You think I didn't notice when we came back from that holiday party?"

"I..." Darn it, she had me. And I had thought she was too drunk to notice anything.

"That, and your demeanor has changed since then... A mother always knows these things."

"Okay, you... you know."

"A couple months ago, just a few days after the new year, where did you really go?"

I spent a moment trying to remember the lie I told.

"I... I went to hang out with my friend Leroy."

"Oh please, we both know that's a load of BS. Where did you REALLY go?"

"Okay, okay... I... Ashley came back in town and wanted to see me again before she truly left."

"Hmm... It figures. She couldn't get enough of you. And you wouldn't have let her down either."

For the first time since waking up, I felt an odd sense of pride.

"She never complained." I said with a grin.

"Oh, good, good. And you never left her high and dry, did you?"

"You always told me ladies first."

After a second, she realized what I meant.

"Oooooh, that's clever my dear. Very clever... So it seems to me that Ashley owes me then."

"Please don't do this mom. I don't want this."

"You know where you got that sex drive of yours from? And don't deny it, because I've seen the tissues."

"Where?" I asked nervously.

"You get it from me. I used to get around quite a bit when I was your age."

"Oh..."

"Sure, your dad satisfies me most of the time, but sometimes I just want more. I perved on you in the shower a few times... And I can tell you that your dick is longer than your father's. You have no idea how many times I wanted to burst in and start sucking it."

"I won't-"

"Oh please. I have you all tied up here. Do you really think that you have a choice in the matter? Forcing myself on you, my only son... Such a taboo... No pun intended."

"Puns like that are always intended."

"Okay, fair point... Pun intended."

At that, she hooked her hands into my shorts and pulled them down, leaving my cock completely exposed.

"Oh my son... It looks so big and beautiful. Is that for your mom?"

"Let me go, I don't want to have sex with you."

"You're being such a naughty boy. You just keep going with this farce that you don't want it... All while you're as hard as ever for your mom."

She had a point. Damn she had a point... Spirit's willing, but-

"Do you know what naughty boys deserve?"

I already knew where this was going to go...

"Let me guess, a spanking." I said with dread in my voice. Not only because it would hurt for her to spank me, but because I would get turned on by it.

"That's right! Remember when I used to pull you over my knee when you were a kid... How I would also spank you until your bottom turned red."

"Yes mommy... I remember."

I was starting to warm up to this idea to be honest.

"Oh, but you're a bit too big to be a general naughty boy... You could easily overpower me... All that training you do really filled you out. You looked so gangly when you were younger."

I had to stop for a second and remember those days fondly.

"I can see it in your eyes, you remember. Why do you think you never had a girlfriend?"

"Well... Girls weren't really on my radar back then."

"Well it's a good thing you're older now... You look sexy as hell. Are you going to be my naughty boy sweetheart? Are you going to be a naughty boy for mommy?"

She was right... I was no longer in any kind of position to fight this. I might as well give in.

"Yes mommy, I'll be your naughty boy."

"Oh baby, I knew you would come around... Brace yourself sweetheart, I'm going to give you the most loving blowjob you will ever get."

Mom then kneeled down in front of me and kissed my hard cock, starting at the tip and kissing her way down the shaft to the base.

I started to breathe heavier and I could feel my body involuntarily lurching forward.

"Mmm... Looks like someone wants his mommy. But be patient sweetie. That's a lesson I taught you, remember?"

"True, but you also taught me ladies first. And it doesn't look like we're doing that here."

She stopped and pulled her lips off my cock and looked up at me with a smirk on her face.

"Honey, my first was the night I drugged you and kidnapped you. I used your fingers to please myself. I got off with your fingers... I've had my first, so now it's your turn. Enough talk, just enjoy."

She then opened her mouth wide and slid her mouth around my cock, moaning out at the naughty feeling of her son's cock in her mouth.

She then looked up into my eyes as she started to bob her head up and down my cock slowly.

I must admit, her mouth did feel warm, and I could tell my mom had quite a bit of experience sucking cock.

"Oh god mom... that feels so good."

She responded by letting out a little childlike giggle around my cock that sent a shiver up and down my spine.

Mom could definitely feel that she was having an effect on me, taking my cock deeper into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned out, clearly showing me that she loved having her son's cock in her mouth.

Within a matter of minutes, I could feel myself getting close to cumming.

"Oh god mommy, please don't stop. Please."

Teasingly, she removed my cock from her mouth and looked up at me.

"Please? Oh, it looks like I taught you right after all... Now say it again baby."

"Please mom... I'm close."

"What do you want me to do, son. Tell your mommy what you want her to do. Ask nicely and I'm sure you'll get it."

"Catherine, will you-"

I was silenced with her hand covering my mouth.

"It's mom or mommy and you know it."

I almost couldn't believe the words even as I said them.

"Mom, will you please make me cum? Will you please let your son cum in your mouth?"

"Good boy." She said with a devilish look on her face as she returned to my aching cock.

I was so close, and she knew it. And as I started to feel that cum rushing up from my balls, I realized it would only be polite to warn her.

"Mommy, I'm going-" I was interrupted by a groan that had to come out when I started to feel the muscles in my mom's throat massaging my cock everywhere.

Exactly one second later, I could feel myself cumming. The thought that I was cumming inside my mother's mouth... no, down my mother's throat, only made me cum harder.

"Oh shit mom, that feels so good!"

Mom took the entire thing in stride, sucking me faster and harder than I had ever felt before until my cock no longer had anything to give.

She opened her mouth and slid off my cock, making a show of licking around her mouth and lips.

"Mmm, yummy." was the first thing she said.

"M... mom... why did-?"

"Oh bless your heart, you wouldn't know... Your father just doesn't understand my love of cum. He thinks it's dirty. 'Only whores do that' according to him."

"Oh, dear..."

"Yes... and I didn't want to go to a bar and get picked up. Lord knows how many diseases there are out in the world today."

That made sense... but this still shouldn't have happened. But on that note... how exactly did she know about me and Ashley.

"Mom, you said you knew about me and Ashley... How exactly did...?"

"Oh, my dear boy, a mother always knows when her son has been getting some. The way you changed told me just that. And being that Ashley was the only girl around, I put two and two together pretty quickly."

"You assumed incest that fast? Why?"

"Well... You know, on second thought... We'll circle back to that later... But if I had any doubts after that, they were put at ease after all the many times I heard Ashley screaming."

I knew she was hiding something... something important. But then again, I wasn't really in a position to make her tell me anything. Although I did wonder...

"Mom... what is this place? ...Really."

"Well... I suppose I can tell you since you're probably going to be up here yourself one day... This place is a large cabin that has been in my family since the Revolutionary War. So many generations of my family have lived here or stayed here. So much history here... Perhaps I'll tell you later."

Now she had me curious.

"I suppose you want me to untie you proper now, don't you?"

I nodded.

"Well sorry my dear boy, but mommy's not done with you yet, far from it. I don't want you to run away on me."

She then tied up the cordage she had untied to get access to me, doing it with fairly quick speed.

'She must have practiced' I thought.

Once she had done so, she held up the blindfold.

"Do you want it on?"

"No thank you mom."

"Okay."

And with that, she stood up, walked up the stairs, and closed the door to the basement, leaving me in relative darkness.