Part 06.2
"Yes Master," Mara answered. Her body trembled as his hand ran along her left cheek, his hand resting on the back of her head pulling her closer. Mara sank into his kiss as they explored each other's mouths. "Oh Jason," Mara moaned softly as he squeezed her ass through her skirt. "Does my body please you so early in the morning?"
"Mmmhmm."
"Then I'll make it up to you for waking so early today," Mara said, hating the fact she couldn't crawl into his bed and service her master.
"You better," Jason said reaching up teasing his mother's nipple.
"Oh baby! You know how mama likes it when you do that," Mara said biting down on her lip. She knew she had to leave as she looked at the clock on his nightstand. How she wished she could finish this, yet the client was livid that they needed to meet early today. "I have to go, but you sleep baby and don't worry about Charlotte. You can make up the class tomorrow, okay?" Mara asked while at first his homeschooling was mainly a punishment for fucking Mary. Yet now she was glad she had done it. It gave them more time to be together as a family and as her son's sub.
"Can't I just do it Monday?"
"No, you need this baby. You can't skimp out on your school work, not if you want to go to that college," Mara said lovingly as she rose, placing a kiss on his forehead as she did. "I'll see you at lunch sweetheart."
"O-okay," Jason yawned as he rolled over back into his sister's arms.
Mara arrived at her law office at six thirty. Jake's car was already in his spot she knew he too must have been called in. While they were divorced, so he could explore his relationship with his boyfriend, that he had kept hidden or at least he thought he had. Mara knew all his dirty little secrets. However, they wouldn't break up the firm not when they both had built it from the ground up.
"Morning Mara," Jake said greeting her as she walked through the front door, "How's my son doing?" he asked with a knowing smile.
"Coming into his role very well," Mara said smiling warmly at him, "Just last night that boy of ours took charge and gave me the punishment I deserved for breaking his order," she said practically drooling. "How's Bill doing? Is his mother still in the hospital?"
"Oh, did he now?!" Jake asked he had never seen this side to her in all their years together. "Well, I'm happy to hear that. I was a little worried about that boy. Sadly, yes, Michelle is still there, Bill and I spent our date night there, but luck would have it her infection broke sometime last night. Although Bill doesn't want to put her in a home due to her stroke. Yet we don't have the room to keep her at our place for to long," Jake said sighing.
"Well, why don't you take the house. Jason wants to move to a place somewhere bigger, and you know how much I hate dealing with real estate agents," Mara said hugging Jake, "Plus that house is yours just as much as it is mine. It is where raised two wonderful children together," she said joyfully.
"Mara, are you feeling all right? I've never seen you like this," Jake said. He had never seen this lighter side to her. Mara always had this hard edge about her from the past twenty years of knowing each other.
"Of course, I am. My Master makes me very happy to be his sub, Jake. I know you did your best, but we both know you were never suited for that role," Mara said caressing his cheek. "Now where is this woman that I had to leave my son for?"
"Room two, she's rather high strung for so damn early in the morning," Jake sighed.
"You get back to Bill. I'll handle it. Oh, I'll be closing the office at noon. Jason and I are going house hunting," Mara said beaming at her ex-husband.
"You sure?" Jake asked surprised. He didn't know her to let him off so easily not when it came to their firm. His son must be really something to make her like this. "Alright, but you call me if you need me Mara."
"Of course, I'm sure Jake. Do give Bill my love. I hope his mother gets better," Mara said waving at him as he exited the building. Humming contently as she entered her office, glancing up seeing the shadow pacing across the hall. Placing her briefcase down on her desk tapping the folder against her chest hoping that this worth her leaving her son without coating him in her juices.
"There you are I've been waiting for like EVER!" The pacing red head screeched only to take a step back as Mara glared venomously at her.
"Mrs..." Mara said quickly at the tab of the folder, "Cornelius, I think a more polite manner is a more appropriate way to speak to you're lawyer whom you dragged away from her warm bed," she said, and her sleeping Master she quickly thought to herself.
"Yes, forgive me, I just don't want that bastard to take my house! I'd rather sell the damn thing then give that pompous ass one square foot of that house!" Mrs. Cornelius seethed as she chewed on her nail.
"Oh?!" Mara asked feigning intrigue. She kept her wicked cunning smile from showing. She knew the woman's husband's lawyers would find out about the home. That was a given, it was only a matter of time. No matter how you tried to hide it. The cost of the upkeep would be noticed. She knew the woman's vindictive nature, she had picked it up ten minutes into their first meeting. It wasn't until she learned about Jason's secret and his wealth that she planning this out. It was her house she wanted, and Mara meant to take it at a steal too. Mara might be a submissive to her son, yet that was only for her son. When it came to her interactions with the world she was Mistress Rose.
She would make them bend to her will, obey her commands even if they didn't know it. "If you wish to unload this property quickly say today. Would you be included to meet an interested buyer say one o'clock this afternoon. How much would you be willing to sell it for?" Mara asked for years she had wanted that house, technically it wasn't a house by normal standards. Mr. Holder had built it in the at the end of the 17th century and passed down through his heirs until his line ended five years ago. Each one expanding the footprint of the home until a mansion sat in it's wake on a gorgeous sixty acre estate. Until the woman that sat before her bought it at the estate sell. Yet she knew her dream could never come to fruition until now.
"Your kidding me right?"
"I never kind when it comes to my client," Mara said forcefully. She watched as the woman clinked her fingernail against her teeth as she thought about her offer. Mara hated when people did that in front of her, and yet she had to bottle that away if her plan was going to succeed.
"And you say I can be rid of this house without that cunt laying his hands on it," Mrs. Cornelius sneered at the thought of her two timing husband. Everything she had worked for had nearly been ruined whenever he got his hands on her business, her money, her very life. All so he could spend her money on the whores he was screwing. Now her once vast wealth had shrank considerable since the divorce proceedings. As much as she enjoyed that place the cost was growing to much to keep it up with her only using it a few days of the year.
"On the property yes, however, the money from the sell that maybe up for debate in the courts."
"I know some..." stopping when Mara rose her hand.
"Please refrain from suggesting any criminal activity within this office. What you do or don't do with the proceeds of the sale is up to you. Shall I inform my client that you're are interested in the sale?" Mara asked hoping Jason would love the place as much as she did.
"Oh yes! Anything to irk that slim ball as much as I can. Tell whomever your client is if he truly is interested only for today I'm willing to sell it for 2.5 million. That house is worth far more then that, yet as long as I can recoup the cost of the upkeep and what I played for it I'll gladly let it go for that price."
"I'll have to confer with my client."
"Please do," Mrs. Cornelius nodded. Mara rose from her seat without appearing to eager. Pulling out her cell from her inside jacket pocket. She prayed that she wasn't waking her Master.
"H-h-hello?" Jason answered. "Shh!" Mara heard her son speaking to someone. From the tone of his voice either her sister or her daughter was pleasuring her Master. How she hated that women for making her miss his delicious morning wood. "Hello?"
"Jason, baby, I haven't awaken you have I?" Mara asked hearing a giggle over the line. She knew that giggle from anywhere. Margret!
"No..."
"Jason, you remember when you were little and I always took you just north of the city?" Mara asked hearing her daughter's moan as Mara could only think of her daughter sliding down her son's cock.
"Are you talking about how you always made me stand beside you at the gate as you cooed and awe?" Jason asked trying to keep his voice steady. "Fuck Margret!"
"Does my Master like my tight wet pussy?" Margret asked lustfully. Mara bit her lip as she listened in. She could feel her canal liquefying as her daughter's moans reverberated over the line. How she wished she could run into her office strip off her clothes and pleasure herself while she listened in. Yet she couldn't not with the client so close by.
"Answer her Master," Mara purred.
"Yes, yes, I do. Mom are you getting aroused listening in to this?" Jason asked as he watched his sister gliding along his rod.
"Mmmhmm."
"So what about this house?" Jason asked through clenched teeth.
"How would like to buy it Jason?" Mara asked hoping he would say yes.
"Umm... I think that place is a little out of my price range," Jason said, loving how his sister's breasts looked bouncing as she rode him.
"Oh no baby! This is right in your price range Master," Mara whispered his title. "She's asking for 2.5 million but the offer is only good for today."
"Hmm, I still have to look at the place Mom. That's a lot of money to spend without knowing exactly what I'm buying."
"I know. But are you willing to at least have an open mind about the place?" Mara asked hoping her eagerness wasn't showing. She didn't want her son to know how much she wanted the place. She wanted this to be his home that he made the deicison to buy, and not be forced to hand over his hard work to satisfy her desires. However, the fact that she'll be able to live in that place was truly all that mattered not who owned it.
"Alright, no promises though. I'll call Nana, and have her write me a cashiers check."
"Oh, thank you baby!" Mara said a little to happily into the phone.
"You better be prepared to pay me back for this," Jason said ominously.
"Oh baby! You so know I will," Mara moaned.
"Alright, I got to go," Jason said. Mara heard her daughter's squeal that she could only assume Jason was thrusting his cock deep into her.
"I'll see you at lunch," Mara said before the line went dead. Calming herself she didn't want her client to see how aroused she was. "Mrs. Cornelius," she said, waking back into room two.
"I do hope it's good news?"
"Most certainly, my client be happy to meet you this afternoon to do a little walkthrough. If he likes what he sees then the two of you can close the deal," Mara said, sitting down in her chair.
"Excellent. Now shall we get to the our other business?"
"Jason!" Mara called out as she entered their home. "Baby! It's noon!" she said, setting down her briefcase next to the coat rack.
"I know," Jason said, walking out of the kitchen with a can of soda in hand.
"Master!" Mara cried joyously running up to him throwing her arms around her son. "Are you ready to go? Do you have the check?"
"Yes?" Jason said patting her back.
"Good. Come on. You know how traffic is in that part of town. It'll take us forty-five minutes to get there."
"Jason?" Margret said coming down the stairs in a white halter top and pink boy shorts, "Can I have a kiss before you go?"
Mara's cheek twitched as she watched the passionatel kiss between them when she hadn't felt her son's lips since this morning. Then she saw the look her daughter flashed her - that taunt! That silent volley her daughter fired off in her quest to become their Master's Mistress. Mara could only smirk at her daughter. It would seem to her she needed to take her daughter down to the basement and teach her who was still the Mistress.
"That's not how you kiss our Master," Mara said spinning Jason around, "This is," she said, watching the annoyance filling her daughter's eyes as her tongue probed her son's mouth. All the while, she gave her own silent answer to Margret's opening salvo. "Go wait in the car sweetheart," Mara said, placing on last kiss on his lips. "Now for you," she said turning towards her daughter. "Don't test me Margret, unless you wish to return to the hog-tie. How would your Master like it, hmm? To see the kind of slut you truly are," Mara growled reverting back to her Mistress Rose personality.
"But..." Margret began to say only to be cut off my her mother's glare. She didn't what Jason to see how depraved she truly was when her mother had first placed her in the harness. She knew the moment the last buckle was in place she'd be begging for her silicone bit gag.
"No buts Margret! I am the Mistress!" Mara said slapping her daughter, "I expect an apology once we get back!"
"Yes Mistress, forgive my rudeness," Margret said hanging her head.
"Oh baby! You know I don't like to punish you," Mara said, softly caressing her daughter's stinging cheek. "But sometimes you allow your pussy to think for you when you know better."
"I know. It's just Jason... is everything I could ever want," Margret said hanging her head in shame.
"Oh, I know my little sub," Mara cooed. "He is magnificent. Now be a dear and clean my room as your punishment. I want it spotless before we get back."
"Yes Mistress."
"Bigger then I remember," Jason said, staring at the Holder Mansion through the newly installed automatic gate.
"I know, Master," Mara said, standing beside Jason as they waited for Mrs. Cornelius to show. Mara's hazl eyes studied the grand facade of the two-hundred-year-old mansion. From the towering columns that stood proud at the grand entrance supporting the second story balcony. The marble railing glinted in the afternoon sun foretelling of the parties of yesteryear. The quarter mile driveway was lined with solar powered lanterns. Lilac drafted on the breeze as her hands wrapped around those gilded bars. Mara was so close she could taste it.
"You seem a little eager Mara?" Jason asked stepping up to the gate. "Something you wish to tell me my little sub?"
"I'm sorry, Master. I wasn't truthful with you earlier. I've wanted this place ever since I was a child. As you know I would bring you here when I needed to clear my head, Jason. Now that this place is within my grasp - or should I say yours my son. I just can't believe a childhood dream is about come true," Mara said, looking longingly at the estate.
"Is that so? Then I guess I can't disappoint my cute sub now can I?" Jason asked with a coy smirk.
"Jason does that mean..." Mara gasped as her hand shot to her mouth to hide her trembling lips. Whatever Jason was going to say Mara would never know as Mrs. Cornelius pulled up.
"I hope I haven't kept you for long?" Mrs. Cornelius asked stepping out of her car. Looking around for whomever was going to buy the place, yet all she saw was a teenager standing by her lawyers side. "Ms. Windham where is this client of yours?"
"Right here Mrs. Cornelius," Mara said gesturing to Jason. "Jason, this is the owner I told you about this morning."
"Isn't he a little to young?"
"Possibly, however, my money knows no age barrier," Jason said coyly holding out his hand to her.
"You sure! How can you possibly have the kind of money I'm asking for?" Mrs. Cornelius asked shaking his hand. Perplexed by the teenager that stood before her.
"Oh, I dabble in a little of this and a little of that," Jason said deviously.
"Right... I do hope you're not pulling my leg!"
"I don't kid about spending close to three million dollars. I've worked long and hard for this," Jason said sternly.
"I didn't mean to offend if I have. I know how hard it is to work for what you have," Mrs. Cornelius said, trying to ease any damage she might have done. "Please, let me show you around I'm sure you'll love it just as much as I have."
For an hour Jason was led around the mansion. He could see the spender of the place that wasn't in question. From the Tiffany chandlers, the restored 18th century wall paper, the odd assortment of antiques that dotted the home; to the indoor pool Mrs. Cornelius had added so she could enjoy it all year round. He could see how his mother lit up as they were shown around. The place had eight bedrooms seven baths and five grand rooms for entertaining guest in the days of yore. Yet what really sold Jason was the library one of the Holder family had built when he or she had control over the property. Jason knew that was the prefect place for him. He could see himself cranking out novel after novel in that room. Plus he also thought it make a good game room for him when writers block struck. He also liked the master bedroom, and how it's double doors made the room feel majestic as if he was truly in one of the novels he had written.
"Well, you have seen the house, so what do you think?" Mrs. Cornelius asked as they stood in the very large kitchen.
Mara stood nervously beside her son. For the entire hour Jason hadn't spoken a word. She was the one asking the questions. Now, however, the time had come on whether or not she would be living in the house she had yearned for since she was eight.
"It is a very lovely place..." Mara was on edge she wished if he was going to pass on the house wishing that he'd get it over with and not keep her in suspense. "Are you sure you want to get rid of this place?"
"No, I don't. Yet I don't want to give my... well that's neither here nor there. Suffice to say I rather sell it then allow him to get the better of me," Mrs. Cornelius said grimly.
"I see," Jason said. His fingertips teased the check in his pocket. "I have to say I'm glad I'm not on your bad side. Your rather scary, and..."
"Yes?" Mrs. Cornelius asked arching an eyebrow.
"Hot," Jason said smirking. Mara gasped in shock, how she wanted to strangle him right then.
"Flattery won't make me lower the price," Mrs. Cornelius said, her lips curled into a smile.
"Can't blame me for trying."
"Boy, if you were a few years older it might have," Mrs. Cornelius said, her eyes ran down Jason's body.
"So how do we do this?" Jason asked. Giving Mara the only hint that he was serious about buying the place.
"For now all you simply do is sign the deed to the property. Then I'll have it notarized by June back at the office, and whatever legal and paperwork is left my firm will file on your behalf; and if you need to sign anything I'll will personally deliver to you," Mara said, keeping up the ruse that she was nothing more then his lawyer.
"Alright," Jason said, relying on her to make sure this was done legally. "Do you have the deed?"
"Of course, do you have the money?" Mrs. Cornelius asked with a smirk.
"Of course," Jason said mirroring her words. Laying the check on the counter, Mrs. Cornelius tentatively picked up the cashiers check off the cool granite counter top.
"Oh my! You weren't joking," Mrs. Cornelius said, seeing the full amount she had asked for.
"Well, here are the main keys, I'll keep a spare set until the end of next week, and once I'm done moving everything of mine out of this house I'll set them here in this bowl. Seeing how I have to make this a rush job I can't remove everything I want. However, I hope you don't mind if I take just a few things? Namely, the bedroom set that I purchased just for that room," Mrs. Cornelius said, as they stood at the front door of the mansion.
"Sure, I was wondering how I was going to furnish this place," Jason said smiling warmly at her as he took the keys from her.
"Think of this as my house warming present to you. Although I have to ask just how in the world do you ever get that much money?"
"Stockmarket, and my job," Jason said matter-of-fact.
"Which is?"
"I'm a romance author."
"Really?!" Mrs. Cornelius said in surprise, "What name do you write under?"
"Kevin Sol."
"Y-y-your Kevin Sol!" Mrs. Cornelius said in disbelief. She knew of the author what woman didn't when his books were her only means of escape the hell her life had become.
"Yeah," Jason said rubbing the back of his neck, "I know I'm probably not what most of my readers except. Yet I am Kevin Sol." Jason was taken aback as Mrs. Cornelius lunged forward locking her lips around his.
"I kissed Kevin Sol," Mrs. Cornelius giggled as she walked to her car.
"Well, that was... unexpected," Mara said, keeping her anger at bay.
"Tell me about it," Jason said, watching as her car drove away.
"Jason, Master, since it's still early, and we have this place to ourselves..." Mara said, pressing her body against his while her lips teased his ear.
"Are you hoping I'd fuck you here before anyone else?" Jason asked knowingly.
"Please Master! I don't care where but please fuck me! Fuck me against this door, I don't care! Just please, please it'll make this wonderful day even better," Mara pleaded with her son.
"Then get on your knees my cute little sub," Jason ordered.
"Oh Master! Yes Master!" Mara said, kissing her son before sliding down his body.
"Take out the cock you hunger for mother," Jason commanded looking down at his kneeling mother. He had purposely foregone wearing any underwear thinking that this might happen.
"Oh baby!" Mara cooed as her hand touched his warm flesh, and not the cloth barrier that normally kept her between his cock and her mouth. Fishing out his cock, her hand slowly stroking it to it's full length.
"Go on. Put that cock in your mouth mother dear," Jason said smiling evilly down at her.
Mara could taste her daughter's lingering juices on her son's cock. She didn't like cleaning another woman's spunk off of what she was sucking down. Yet it appeared to her that this was her son's form of asserting his dominance. As she peered up as his cock glided through her mouth. Her tongue washing away her daughter's scent off of his manhood. Her hands held onto his hips as Jason facefucked her.
"That's a good little sub take your Master's cock!" Jason grunted as his cock poked the back of his mother's throat, "Get on your feet I want to fuck that wet cunt of yours," he ordered. Jason knew his mother well enough to know that she'd be wet enough for him to slided in.
"Yes Master," Mara said lovingly. "Is this how you want me, Jason?" she asked as her breasts pressed against the windowpanes of the front door.
"Is this how you thought you be fucked in my home?" Jason asked roughly hiking up his mother's skirt. Ripping open her pantyhose listening to her whimpering as he ran the head of his cock through his mother's wet labia.
"Y-yes... Master," Mara said, her voice trembling.
"Look outside mother," Jason ordered his breathe hot in her ear, "This is all mine mother, I am the Master of this house," he said thrusting hard into her wet snatch. "From now on this pussy belongs to me. You'll drop everything and be ready for me to fuck you whenever I want and how I want."
"Yes Master. I am your bitch. I am your slut. I'll come willing to you whenever you wish it," Mara said, trembling as her son pounded her mound as she gazed out on to the manicured landscape.
"Good answer. Now fuck your son's cock," Jason said, ceasing his thrust watching his mother thrusting backwards down his shaft. "Did I say you could cum yet?" Jason barked as he saw her cream coating his skin.
"Forgive me Master. I can't help but love the feel of my son's cock deep inside of me," Mara moaned as Jason's hand struck her ass once, twice, thrice as he delivered out her punishment. Yet her curtain of raven hair hide her glorious smile at how her son was becoming the Master she had long for, for so many years.
"Mmmhmm."
"Then I'll make it up to you for waking so early today," Mara said, hating the fact she couldn't crawl into his bed and service her master.
"You better," Jason said reaching up teasing his mother's nipple.
"Oh baby! You know how mama likes it when you do that," Mara said biting down on her lip. She knew she had to leave as she looked at the clock on his nightstand. How she wished she could finish this, yet the client was livid that they needed to meet early today. "I have to go, but you sleep baby and don't worry about Charlotte. You can make up the class tomorrow, okay?" Mara asked while at first his homeschooling was mainly a punishment for fucking Mary. Yet now she was glad she had done it. It gave them more time to be together as a family and as her son's sub.
"Can't I just do it Monday?"
"No, you need this baby. You can't skimp out on your school work, not if you want to go to that college," Mara said lovingly as she rose, placing a kiss on his forehead as she did. "I'll see you at lunch sweetheart."
"O-okay," Jason yawned as he rolled over back into his sister's arms.
Mara arrived at her law office at six thirty. Jake's car was already in his spot she knew he too must have been called in. While they were divorced, so he could explore his relationship with his boyfriend, that he had kept hidden or at least he thought he had. Mara knew all his dirty little secrets. However, they wouldn't break up the firm not when they both had built it from the ground up.
"Morning Mara," Jake said greeting her as she walked through the front door, "How's my son doing?" he asked with a knowing smile.
"Coming into his role very well," Mara said smiling warmly at him, "Just last night that boy of ours took charge and gave me the punishment I deserved for breaking his order," she said practically drooling. "How's Bill doing? Is his mother still in the hospital?"
"Oh, did he now?!" Jake asked he had never seen this side to her in all their years together. "Well, I'm happy to hear that. I was a little worried about that boy. Sadly, yes, Michelle is still there, Bill and I spent our date night there, but luck would have it her infection broke sometime last night. Although Bill doesn't want to put her in a home due to her stroke. Yet we don't have the room to keep her at our place for to long," Jake said sighing.
"Well, why don't you take the house. Jason wants to move to a place somewhere bigger, and you know how much I hate dealing with real estate agents," Mara said hugging Jake, "Plus that house is yours just as much as it is mine. It is where raised two wonderful children together," she said joyfully.
"Mara, are you feeling all right? I've never seen you like this," Jake said. He had never seen this lighter side to her. Mara always had this hard edge about her from the past twenty years of knowing each other.
"Of course, I am. My Master makes me very happy to be his sub, Jake. I know you did your best, but we both know you were never suited for that role," Mara said caressing his cheek. "Now where is this woman that I had to leave my son for?"
"Room two, she's rather high strung for so damn early in the morning," Jake sighed.
"You get back to Bill. I'll handle it. Oh, I'll be closing the office at noon. Jason and I are going house hunting," Mara said beaming at her ex-husband.
"You sure?" Jake asked surprised. He didn't know her to let him off so easily not when it came to their firm. His son must be really something to make her like this. "Alright, but you call me if you need me Mara."
"Of course, I'm sure Jake. Do give Bill my love. I hope his mother gets better," Mara said waving at him as he exited the building. Humming contently as she entered her office, glancing up seeing the shadow pacing across the hall. Placing her briefcase down on her desk tapping the folder against her chest hoping that this worth her leaving her son without coating him in her juices.
"There you are I've been waiting for like EVER!" The pacing red head screeched only to take a step back as Mara glared venomously at her.
"Mrs..." Mara said quickly at the tab of the folder, "Cornelius, I think a more polite manner is a more appropriate way to speak to you're lawyer whom you dragged away from her warm bed," she said, and her sleeping Master she quickly thought to herself.
"Yes, forgive me, I just don't want that bastard to take my house! I'd rather sell the damn thing then give that pompous ass one square foot of that house!" Mrs. Cornelius seethed as she chewed on her nail.
"Oh?!" Mara asked feigning intrigue. She kept her wicked cunning smile from showing. She knew the woman's husband's lawyers would find out about the home. That was a given, it was only a matter of time. No matter how you tried to hide it. The cost of the upkeep would be noticed. She knew the woman's vindictive nature, she had picked it up ten minutes into their first meeting. It wasn't until she learned about Jason's secret and his wealth that she planning this out. It was her house she wanted, and Mara meant to take it at a steal too. Mara might be a submissive to her son, yet that was only for her son. When it came to her interactions with the world she was Mistress Rose.
She would make them bend to her will, obey her commands even if they didn't know it. "If you wish to unload this property quickly say today. Would you be included to meet an interested buyer say one o'clock this afternoon. How much would you be willing to sell it for?" Mara asked for years she had wanted that house, technically it wasn't a house by normal standards. Mr. Holder had built it in the at the end of the 17th century and passed down through his heirs until his line ended five years ago. Each one expanding the footprint of the home until a mansion sat in it's wake on a gorgeous sixty acre estate. Until the woman that sat before her bought it at the estate sell. Yet she knew her dream could never come to fruition until now.
"Your kidding me right?"
"I never kind when it comes to my client," Mara said forcefully. She watched as the woman clinked her fingernail against her teeth as she thought about her offer. Mara hated when people did that in front of her, and yet she had to bottle that away if her plan was going to succeed.
"And you say I can be rid of this house without that cunt laying his hands on it," Mrs. Cornelius sneered at the thought of her two timing husband. Everything she had worked for had nearly been ruined whenever he got his hands on her business, her money, her very life. All so he could spend her money on the whores he was screwing. Now her once vast wealth had shrank considerable since the divorce proceedings. As much as she enjoyed that place the cost was growing to much to keep it up with her only using it a few days of the year.
"On the property yes, however, the money from the sell that maybe up for debate in the courts."
"I know some..." stopping when Mara rose her hand.
"Please refrain from suggesting any criminal activity within this office. What you do or don't do with the proceeds of the sale is up to you. Shall I inform my client that you're are interested in the sale?" Mara asked hoping Jason would love the place as much as she did.
"Oh yes! Anything to irk that slim ball as much as I can. Tell whomever your client is if he truly is interested only for today I'm willing to sell it for 2.5 million. That house is worth far more then that, yet as long as I can recoup the cost of the upkeep and what I played for it I'll gladly let it go for that price."
"I'll have to confer with my client."
"Please do," Mrs. Cornelius nodded. Mara rose from her seat without appearing to eager. Pulling out her cell from her inside jacket pocket. She prayed that she wasn't waking her Master.
"H-h-hello?" Jason answered. "Shh!" Mara heard her son speaking to someone. From the tone of his voice either her sister or her daughter was pleasuring her Master. How she hated that women for making her miss his delicious morning wood. "Hello?"
"Jason, baby, I haven't awaken you have I?" Mara asked hearing a giggle over the line. She knew that giggle from anywhere. Margret!
"No..."
"Jason, you remember when you were little and I always took you just north of the city?" Mara asked hearing her daughter's moan as Mara could only think of her daughter sliding down her son's cock.
"Are you talking about how you always made me stand beside you at the gate as you cooed and awe?" Jason asked trying to keep his voice steady. "Fuck Margret!"
"Does my Master like my tight wet pussy?" Margret asked lustfully. Mara bit her lip as she listened in. She could feel her canal liquefying as her daughter's moans reverberated over the line. How she wished she could run into her office strip off her clothes and pleasure herself while she listened in. Yet she couldn't not with the client so close by.
"Answer her Master," Mara purred.
"Yes, yes, I do. Mom are you getting aroused listening in to this?" Jason asked as he watched his sister gliding along his rod.
"Mmmhmm."
"So what about this house?" Jason asked through clenched teeth.
"How would like to buy it Jason?" Mara asked hoping he would say yes.
"Umm... I think that place is a little out of my price range," Jason said, loving how his sister's breasts looked bouncing as she rode him.
"Oh no baby! This is right in your price range Master," Mara whispered his title. "She's asking for 2.5 million but the offer is only good for today."
"Hmm, I still have to look at the place Mom. That's a lot of money to spend without knowing exactly what I'm buying."
"I know. But are you willing to at least have an open mind about the place?" Mara asked hoping her eagerness wasn't showing. She didn't want her son to know how much she wanted the place. She wanted this to be his home that he made the deicison to buy, and not be forced to hand over his hard work to satisfy her desires. However, the fact that she'll be able to live in that place was truly all that mattered not who owned it.
"Alright, no promises though. I'll call Nana, and have her write me a cashiers check."
"Oh, thank you baby!" Mara said a little to happily into the phone.
"You better be prepared to pay me back for this," Jason said ominously.
"Oh baby! You so know I will," Mara moaned.
"Alright, I got to go," Jason said. Mara heard her daughter's squeal that she could only assume Jason was thrusting his cock deep into her.
"I'll see you at lunch," Mara said before the line went dead. Calming herself she didn't want her client to see how aroused she was. "Mrs. Cornelius," she said, waking back into room two.
"I do hope it's good news?"
"Most certainly, my client be happy to meet you this afternoon to do a little walkthrough. If he likes what he sees then the two of you can close the deal," Mara said, sitting down in her chair.
"Excellent. Now shall we get to the our other business?"
"Jason!" Mara called out as she entered their home. "Baby! It's noon!" she said, setting down her briefcase next to the coat rack.
"I know," Jason said, walking out of the kitchen with a can of soda in hand.
"Master!" Mara cried joyously running up to him throwing her arms around her son. "Are you ready to go? Do you have the check?"
"Yes?" Jason said patting her back.
"Good. Come on. You know how traffic is in that part of town. It'll take us forty-five minutes to get there."
"Jason?" Margret said coming down the stairs in a white halter top and pink boy shorts, "Can I have a kiss before you go?"
Mara's cheek twitched as she watched the passionatel kiss between them when she hadn't felt her son's lips since this morning. Then she saw the look her daughter flashed her - that taunt! That silent volley her daughter fired off in her quest to become their Master's Mistress. Mara could only smirk at her daughter. It would seem to her she needed to take her daughter down to the basement and teach her who was still the Mistress.
"That's not how you kiss our Master," Mara said spinning Jason around, "This is," she said, watching the annoyance filling her daughter's eyes as her tongue probed her son's mouth. All the while, she gave her own silent answer to Margret's opening salvo. "Go wait in the car sweetheart," Mara said, placing on last kiss on his lips. "Now for you," she said turning towards her daughter. "Don't test me Margret, unless you wish to return to the hog-tie. How would your Master like it, hmm? To see the kind of slut you truly are," Mara growled reverting back to her Mistress Rose personality.
"But..." Margret began to say only to be cut off my her mother's glare. She didn't what Jason to see how depraved she truly was when her mother had first placed her in the harness. She knew the moment the last buckle was in place she'd be begging for her silicone bit gag.
"No buts Margret! I am the Mistress!" Mara said slapping her daughter, "I expect an apology once we get back!"
"Yes Mistress, forgive my rudeness," Margret said hanging her head.
"Oh baby! You know I don't like to punish you," Mara said, softly caressing her daughter's stinging cheek. "But sometimes you allow your pussy to think for you when you know better."
"I know. It's just Jason... is everything I could ever want," Margret said hanging her head in shame.
"Oh, I know my little sub," Mara cooed. "He is magnificent. Now be a dear and clean my room as your punishment. I want it spotless before we get back."
"Yes Mistress."
"Bigger then I remember," Jason said, staring at the Holder Mansion through the newly installed automatic gate.
"I know, Master," Mara said, standing beside Jason as they waited for Mrs. Cornelius to show. Mara's hazl eyes studied the grand facade of the two-hundred-year-old mansion. From the towering columns that stood proud at the grand entrance supporting the second story balcony. The marble railing glinted in the afternoon sun foretelling of the parties of yesteryear. The quarter mile driveway was lined with solar powered lanterns. Lilac drafted on the breeze as her hands wrapped around those gilded bars. Mara was so close she could taste it.
"You seem a little eager Mara?" Jason asked stepping up to the gate. "Something you wish to tell me my little sub?"
"I'm sorry, Master. I wasn't truthful with you earlier. I've wanted this place ever since I was a child. As you know I would bring you here when I needed to clear my head, Jason. Now that this place is within my grasp - or should I say yours my son. I just can't believe a childhood dream is about come true," Mara said, looking longingly at the estate.
"Is that so? Then I guess I can't disappoint my cute sub now can I?" Jason asked with a coy smirk.
"Jason does that mean..." Mara gasped as her hand shot to her mouth to hide her trembling lips. Whatever Jason was going to say Mara would never know as Mrs. Cornelius pulled up.
"I hope I haven't kept you for long?" Mrs. Cornelius asked stepping out of her car. Looking around for whomever was going to buy the place, yet all she saw was a teenager standing by her lawyers side. "Ms. Windham where is this client of yours?"
"Right here Mrs. Cornelius," Mara said gesturing to Jason. "Jason, this is the owner I told you about this morning."
"Isn't he a little to young?"
"Possibly, however, my money knows no age barrier," Jason said coyly holding out his hand to her.
"You sure! How can you possibly have the kind of money I'm asking for?" Mrs. Cornelius asked shaking his hand. Perplexed by the teenager that stood before her.
"Oh, I dabble in a little of this and a little of that," Jason said deviously.
"Right... I do hope you're not pulling my leg!"
"I don't kid about spending close to three million dollars. I've worked long and hard for this," Jason said sternly.
"I didn't mean to offend if I have. I know how hard it is to work for what you have," Mrs. Cornelius said, trying to ease any damage she might have done. "Please, let me show you around I'm sure you'll love it just as much as I have."
For an hour Jason was led around the mansion. He could see the spender of the place that wasn't in question. From the Tiffany chandlers, the restored 18th century wall paper, the odd assortment of antiques that dotted the home; to the indoor pool Mrs. Cornelius had added so she could enjoy it all year round. He could see how his mother lit up as they were shown around. The place had eight bedrooms seven baths and five grand rooms for entertaining guest in the days of yore. Yet what really sold Jason was the library one of the Holder family had built when he or she had control over the property. Jason knew that was the prefect place for him. He could see himself cranking out novel after novel in that room. Plus he also thought it make a good game room for him when writers block struck. He also liked the master bedroom, and how it's double doors made the room feel majestic as if he was truly in one of the novels he had written.
"Well, you have seen the house, so what do you think?" Mrs. Cornelius asked as they stood in the very large kitchen.
Mara stood nervously beside her son. For the entire hour Jason hadn't spoken a word. She was the one asking the questions. Now, however, the time had come on whether or not she would be living in the house she had yearned for since she was eight.
"It is a very lovely place..." Mara was on edge she wished if he was going to pass on the house wishing that he'd get it over with and not keep her in suspense. "Are you sure you want to get rid of this place?"
"No, I don't. Yet I don't want to give my... well that's neither here nor there. Suffice to say I rather sell it then allow him to get the better of me," Mrs. Cornelius said grimly.
"I see," Jason said. His fingertips teased the check in his pocket. "I have to say I'm glad I'm not on your bad side. Your rather scary, and..."
"Yes?" Mrs. Cornelius asked arching an eyebrow.
"Hot," Jason said smirking. Mara gasped in shock, how she wanted to strangle him right then.
"Flattery won't make me lower the price," Mrs. Cornelius said, her lips curled into a smile.
"Can't blame me for trying."
"Boy, if you were a few years older it might have," Mrs. Cornelius said, her eyes ran down Jason's body.
"So how do we do this?" Jason asked. Giving Mara the only hint that he was serious about buying the place.
"For now all you simply do is sign the deed to the property. Then I'll have it notarized by June back at the office, and whatever legal and paperwork is left my firm will file on your behalf; and if you need to sign anything I'll will personally deliver to you," Mara said, keeping up the ruse that she was nothing more then his lawyer.
"Alright," Jason said, relying on her to make sure this was done legally. "Do you have the deed?"
"Of course, do you have the money?" Mrs. Cornelius asked with a smirk.
"Of course," Jason said mirroring her words. Laying the check on the counter, Mrs. Cornelius tentatively picked up the cashiers check off the cool granite counter top.
"Oh my! You weren't joking," Mrs. Cornelius said, seeing the full amount she had asked for.
"Well, here are the main keys, I'll keep a spare set until the end of next week, and once I'm done moving everything of mine out of this house I'll set them here in this bowl. Seeing how I have to make this a rush job I can't remove everything I want. However, I hope you don't mind if I take just a few things? Namely, the bedroom set that I purchased just for that room," Mrs. Cornelius said, as they stood at the front door of the mansion.
"Sure, I was wondering how I was going to furnish this place," Jason said smiling warmly at her as he took the keys from her.
"Think of this as my house warming present to you. Although I have to ask just how in the world do you ever get that much money?"
"Stockmarket, and my job," Jason said matter-of-fact.
"Which is?"
"I'm a romance author."
"Really?!" Mrs. Cornelius said in surprise, "What name do you write under?"
"Kevin Sol."
"Y-y-your Kevin Sol!" Mrs. Cornelius said in disbelief. She knew of the author what woman didn't when his books were her only means of escape the hell her life had become.
"Yeah," Jason said rubbing the back of his neck, "I know I'm probably not what most of my readers except. Yet I am Kevin Sol." Jason was taken aback as Mrs. Cornelius lunged forward locking her lips around his.
"I kissed Kevin Sol," Mrs. Cornelius giggled as she walked to her car.
"Well, that was... unexpected," Mara said, keeping her anger at bay.
"Tell me about it," Jason said, watching as her car drove away.
"Jason, Master, since it's still early, and we have this place to ourselves..." Mara said, pressing her body against his while her lips teased his ear.
"Are you hoping I'd fuck you here before anyone else?" Jason asked knowingly.
"Please Master! I don't care where but please fuck me! Fuck me against this door, I don't care! Just please, please it'll make this wonderful day even better," Mara pleaded with her son.
"Then get on your knees my cute little sub," Jason ordered.
"Oh Master! Yes Master!" Mara said, kissing her son before sliding down his body.
"Take out the cock you hunger for mother," Jason commanded looking down at his kneeling mother. He had purposely foregone wearing any underwear thinking that this might happen.
"Oh baby!" Mara cooed as her hand touched his warm flesh, and not the cloth barrier that normally kept her between his cock and her mouth. Fishing out his cock, her hand slowly stroking it to it's full length.
"Go on. Put that cock in your mouth mother dear," Jason said smiling evilly down at her.
Mara could taste her daughter's lingering juices on her son's cock. She didn't like cleaning another woman's spunk off of what she was sucking down. Yet it appeared to her that this was her son's form of asserting his dominance. As she peered up as his cock glided through her mouth. Her tongue washing away her daughter's scent off of his manhood. Her hands held onto his hips as Jason facefucked her.
"That's a good little sub take your Master's cock!" Jason grunted as his cock poked the back of his mother's throat, "Get on your feet I want to fuck that wet cunt of yours," he ordered. Jason knew his mother well enough to know that she'd be wet enough for him to slided in.
"Yes Master," Mara said lovingly. "Is this how you want me, Jason?" she asked as her breasts pressed against the windowpanes of the front door.
"Is this how you thought you be fucked in my home?" Jason asked roughly hiking up his mother's skirt. Ripping open her pantyhose listening to her whimpering as he ran the head of his cock through his mother's wet labia.
"Y-yes... Master," Mara said, her voice trembling.
"Look outside mother," Jason ordered his breathe hot in her ear, "This is all mine mother, I am the Master of this house," he said thrusting hard into her wet snatch. "From now on this pussy belongs to me. You'll drop everything and be ready for me to fuck you whenever I want and how I want."
"Yes Master. I am your bitch. I am your slut. I'll come willing to you whenever you wish it," Mara said, trembling as her son pounded her mound as she gazed out on to the manicured landscape.
"Good answer. Now fuck your son's cock," Jason said, ceasing his thrust watching his mother thrusting backwards down his shaft. "Did I say you could cum yet?" Jason barked as he saw her cream coating his skin.
"Forgive me Master. I can't help but love the feel of my son's cock deep inside of me," Mara moaned as Jason's hand struck her ass once, twice, thrice as he delivered out her punishment. Yet her curtain of raven hair hide her glorious smile at how her son was becoming the Master she had long for, for so many years.
