Incest/Taboo Innocent Mom now Son's Slave

Jacinda was completely in shock. She had never seen any of these items and was very confused how one would use them. More than her confusion, she was curious how anybody would use any of these items and furniture. She looked at Hunter with her mouth agape and scared nervousness all over her face.

Hunter had not seen any of these toys and devices in person, but he had watched lots of extreme BDSM porn and was familiar with how most of these devices worked. He felt like a kid in a candy store. He was excited and wanted to try all of those items with his sex slave mother. He could tell she seemed rather tentative and unsure about it all but that's the look that got him more excited. He loved when she was shy, nervous, fearful, it would turn on the sadist inside him.

Jacinda: Hunter, these things look scary, I don't know what any of these are. Let's get out of here.

Hunter: I see. Well, I want to look around a bit more. Why don't you take some of these bags and go get the car started. Drive it over here and I'll see you by the entrance.

Jacinda gave her son a kiss on his lips and followed his instruction. While his mother was away getting the car, Hunter explored the store a bit further.

Jacinda dumped her shopping bags in the trunk and sat in the driver's seat of her car. She was still curious about the sex toy store. As she sat on the driver's seat looking down, she noticed the clamps from her nipples poking out. These weren't nipple clamps, but her clip-on earrings. They were still makeshift nipple clamps that were tightly fastened on her. She was in a bit of pain on her nipples but now had gotten used to the pain. Unless she accidentally touched it. Her nipples felt sore and she had almost lost feeling in her nipples at this point. They were clamped on to her for over two hours.

Jacinda drove to the front entrance of the mall and saw Hunter walk out with two giant black bags. He wasn't holding those earlier and she wondered what he might have purchased. Hunter placed the bags in the trunk and walked over the driver's side. He wanted to drive. As Jacinda exited the driver's seat, he stopped her.

They were now standing just outside the entrance of the shopping mall. There were a few people entering and exiting and a few cars driving around across the entrance in the parking lot. Jacinda stood by the car door as she saw the imposing figure of her six feet tall son get close to her, so she was trapped between him, the car and the open car door. This position meant she was somewhat sheltered, but they were still out in the open in a public area.

Hunter then flicked his mother's left nipple, which snapped the clipped-on earring off her. As soon as the nipple was set free and the clip-on earring fell to the ground, Jacinda felt a spark of electricity run through her now sore nipple and jitter all over her body as she squirmed in pain. She could feel the blood rush to the front of her nipples and the pain kept growing with every passing second. Jacinda had her eyes closed now trying to feel and get over the pain. Her breathing got faster and harder when suddenly she felt another shock in her right nipple. This was the same right nipple her son had brutally bitten into the night before. The skin was already cracking and when he flicked the earring off this time, the skin in the front of his mother's right nipple finally gave in.

Jacinda had never experienced this kind of seething pain before. She could literally feel her sensitive right nipple get sore and its skin getting fluffier as blood flow resumed to it. Now that the skin on her nipple had a slight crack, there was a tiny hint of a bloody red line clearly visible on it. Jacinda's tits were still covered by the flimsy material of her dress. Hunter then made way for her to go around the car and take her seat in the passenger seat.

They began driving back home, as Jacinda sat there still feeling the pain in her nipples. Her nipples were already extremely sensitive and an erogenous spot for her. With such pain in her nipples she was feeling somewhat turned on again.

Hunter: Did you have fun shopping mom?

Jacinda: I did honey. We bought a lot of stuff. But baby, a lot of the dresses and tops we bought, I don't really wear those kinds. They show a lot of skin.

Hunter: But mom, wouldn't you wear those for me? I'd love to see you in those.

Jacinda: If it'll make you happy, I will wear them for you honey. I just don't know if I can wear them outside or while I'm working with my clients.

Hunter: We'll see. If I'm around, I want you to be in one of those dresses or tops back there.

Jacinda coyed with the thought of wearing such sexy dresses for her son. She knew he wanted to see her naked at all times, but the fact that he took the time and effort to pick and choose specific clothes for her, made her feel special. She felt cared, loved just like a princess. Just then, she remembered the two bags he carried at the end. Curious to find out what they had, she asked.

Jacinda: Honey, what's in the other two bags that you got there on your way out?

Hunter: Oh yeah. I bought us something special. You'll find out soon enough, Ma. Don't worry about it. It's going to be a surprise.

Jacinda loved her son's surprises. As painful, shocking and humiliating as they could be. It kept her excited and on her toes in anticipation.

Hunter then looked to his right towards his sexy mom. Her cleavage on display, her thighs and legs exposed. He noticed a tiny dark red spot on her light blue dress, just around her right breast. He wasn't sure what it was. Jacinda sat with her eyes closed with her hands by her side. It was as if she was meditating or thinking deeply. While he was driving, her son drew his hands close to her chest, shoved his palm inside her neckline and grabbed her right boob trying to investigate the maroon colored spot on her dress. As soon as he exposed her right boob, he could now see a little red drop of blood, slowly oozing out of his mother's right nipple.

With his brutal biting of her nipple and having those nipples clamped for 2 hours then roughly flicking them off, the skin on her right nipple had given through and had started bleeding. When he saw her face, he could see she was in pain because of it. As much pain he liked to inflict on his sex slave, he still loved his woman and his mother. And he didn't want to do anything without her consent and acceptance.

Hunter: Mom, are you okay?

Jacinda: Yes, honey, I'm fine.

Hunter: Mom, your nipple is bleeding a little bit.

Jacinda: Yes, I noticed. It'll be fine.

Hunter: Are you sure? Does it hurt?

Jacinda: Yes baby. It hurts.

Hunter: You know, you could just use your safeword anytime, right?

Jacinda: I know honey. But I don't want to. Not right now.

Hunter: There's a drop of blood on your right nipple and you said it's hurting. You sure you don't want to stop?

Jacinda: No. I like it. I like the pain my Master gives me. It makes me feel things. It makes me happy. Yes, it hurts, but it's just so satisfying. It's turning me on baby. You can do more to me, Master.

Hunter couldn't believe his mother just said all of that. Just two days ago, she was a modest, average, vanilla, conservative mother next door. And all the rough, sexual games he had played with her, had now turned her into a submissive pain slut. The perfect sex slave. She had embraced her inner masochist and was inviting him to unleash more pain on her body. She wanted her own son to give her more physical pain.

Hunter was shocked, but this change in his mother's attitude towards their new Master-Slave relationship was turning him on. The fact that his mother was literally bleeding and she wanted more pain from him, made his inner sadist horny again. The blood rushed from his brain to his heart to his dick. Hunter was now sporting a giant boner and he was getting uncomfortable containing it while driving.

He opened up his zipper, rolled his underwear down and pulled his cock out as he was driving. Jacinda's eyes were still closed, unbeknownst to the fact that Hunter had her favorite reward, his large penis, hard and dangling out of his zip, resting on his lap.

As he continued driving, Hunter put his hands on his mother's exposed knee. Her right boob with a slightly bleeding nipple and cracked skin still out in the open. He slowly glided his palm across her inner thighs, to her belly, to her boobs. He continued feeling up his mother's smooth skin and kept his hands on her exposed neck. He wasn't choking, just feeling up her skin. His touch in combination with the pain in her nipples was making Jacinda horny again.

Suddenly Hunter roughly grabbed his mother's hair in a bunch, held her head and dragged her torso towards his dick. This made his mother open her eyes. She was startled in the sudden change in her balance and as she opened her eyes, her son's massive cockhead was right in her face. She knew exactly what she was supposed to do and engulfed his big, hard cock in her tiny mouth. She instinctively began bobbing her head up and down on her son's penis, while his hand rested on her head.

Hunter was now receiving roadhead from his own mother. They were cruising along the highway now, just a few minutes away from their home. Jacinda committed to her blowjob and continued blowing her son all throughout the way. She loved feeling her son's cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue over the tip of his dick. Her tongue played with the foreskin on his penis. Jacinda cherished having her son, her Master's penis in her mouth. She took it as a blessing, as God's gift. It's something she had missed almost her entire life. And she finally had this delicious, hard cock that she could call her own. She tried to go as deep as she could on her son's penis but she could only manage to get about 4 inches of his dick in her mouth. Still quite a bit more than what she was able to the day before.

Hunter had great stamina, thanks to all the extreme, rough, bdsm porn he had watched throughout his teens. He only mostly got off on rough, brutal sex. He loved the feeling of his mother's mouth on his penis, but it wasn't enough to get him to cum. He stayed hard throughout the drive with his mother's mouth on his dick. His jeans were soaked with her drool and his precum.

They had finally arrived home. Hunter pulled his mom off his dick.

Her mouth, her lips and her neck were smothered in her own saliva and his precum. Her arousal was all over her face. She was extremely horny now. There was a dark blue wet spot on her light blue lace panties. Hunter and Jacinda picked up all the bags from the trunk and entered their home. As soon as Hunter shut the door, he grabbed his mother by the back of her neck, and roughly turned her around to plant his lips firmly on hers.

He was as turned on as she was. He had now fucked her in the fitting room of the lingerie store, got her to suck his dick on the drive over and had not cum yet. His balls were burning with fire and Jacinda was burning in desire. Hunter's inner beast was ready to unleash. He had a ton of pent up energy and libido to explode on his sex slave mother.

He stopped kissing her beautiful face and looked her dead in the eyes. She was just as horny as he was.

Hunter: Mom, go upstairs to your bedroom. Get naked. I'll be right there.

Jacinda: Yes, Master.

Jacinda was so excited, she knew she was going to have sex with her son again. She couldn't wait to get his dick in her vagina. She literally ran in haste upstairs to her bedroom, got herself out of her makeshift blue mini-dress. She took off her panties which were now soaked in her own precum. And got on her bed. Now, sitting naked. She just had her necklace on, the makeup on her face and nothing else.

It was 5pm. Jacinda sat on her bed with her door wide open. Her son walked in, naked as the day he was born. She had the widest grin on her face. She was horny and excited for what was about to happen. The anticipation was driving her sexual energy off the walls. Hunter walked in naked, but he had the same mysterious bag from earlier in his hands. The bag, whose contents remained unknown to Jacinda. Hunter pulled out a satin scarf looking cloth out of the bag and walked over to his mother, as she sat on the bed naked with a smile. She was like a kid looking to play.

The cloth was long, shiny and looked soft. This was confirmed when her son tied the scarf around her eyes and fastened it at the back of her head under her hair. She was now blindfolded. This excited her more. Jacinda's peak sexual energy exuded when she was anxious and unaware of what's to come. The blindfold served exactly that purpose. Her eyes being closed, she had no idea what was about to happen. The anticipation was heating up the sexual tension in the air.

One of Jacinda's five senses was now disabled and she had to only rely on her hearing, touch, taste and smell. She suddenly felt her son grab her left arm and pull her to one corner of the bed. She felt a cold, metal sensation on her wrist and heard a clicking sound. The cold metal was now all around her wrist, like a bangle. She felt a similar sensation on her right arm a few seconds later. Then both her feet as her body was now naked, bound and spread-eagled on her own bed. And the perpetrator for her position was her own son. Her Master.

Her excitement grew and she heard her son's breath very close to her left ear. Hunter began whispering into his mother's ear.

Hunter: Mom, do you accept me, Hunter Johnson, your son, as your owner and Master?

Jacinda was now breathing hard and heavy. Her breasts heaving up and down slow and hard. Her body had already begun fuming and steaming with sweat.

Jacinda: Yes, honey. I do.

*SMACK* The sound of skin connecting with skin reverberated across the bedroom. Jacinda had just received a hard, tight slap on her left cheek. It was so hard that her head swung to the right and her gorgeous hair was now covering her face. Hunter moved to her other ear.

Hunter: I asked, do you accept me, your son, as your Owner and Master?

Jacinda: YES. Yes I do, Master!

Hunter: Good Girl!

Her two favorite words "Good girl". This made Jacinda smile again and her breathing continued to be hard and fast.

Hunter: Do you trust me, my dear sex slave mother?

Jacinda: Yes. I do, Master!

Hunter: Do you know your safe word?

Jacinda: Yes.

Hunter: What do you want from your Master?

Jacinda: I want your Penis, Master. Please give me your dick!

Hunter: You'll get your reward in due time. But what do you get before it?

Jacinda: Pain, Master! I want some pain. Please hurt me, Master. I love it when you slap me and pinch my nipples.

Hunter was now getting turned on and his inner beast was unleashing. He grabbed a riding crop from the black bag and swung hard at his mother's midriff. As the end of the riding crop made contact with the skin of her abdomen, it made a loud spanking sound. What it also did was send a shiver down his mother's spine and she shuddered in pain.

Jacinda yelled at the top of her lungs as she felt the stinging slap of the riding crop on the upper part of her belly. Hunter smacked another whip a little lower to the left side of her tummy, just above her love handles. This made the skin around her pristine smooth skin of her belly jiggle a little. Hunter loved watching his mother's skin and flesh jiggle and respond to his actions.

Jacinda let out a loud shriek in agony as she felt the second smack land to the left of her belly. As her scream subsided, she felt another hard blow from the riding crop, this time just above her vagina, around her fupa. This third smack sent a stinging electricity in all directions across Jacinda's body. Her vagina was instantly oozing liquids prematurely and so were her eyes. Tears began dribbling down the side of her face, dragging along the black mascara and eyeliner with them. Her scream got louder as she felt another smack just under her pussy on the inside of her right thigh.

This fourth spank of the riding crop landed right on the same bruise left behind by her son's fingernails during the finger fucking episode of the day before. This one particularly hurt because again, her inner thighs were a sensitive zone for Jacinda. It was one of her primary erogenous areas along with her nipples and the sting she felt gave her an out of the world sensation. It made her body react in strange ways as her right leg had started shivering now.

Once again, Hunter's sadist self loved watching his mother's body react to his spankings. When her thighs began vibrating, he took a pause and dropped the riding crop. He jumped on the bed, in between the V created by his mother's spread eagled legs. He bent down, and put his mouth on her inner-left thigh. He started kissing her inner thighs, which made Jacinda get hornier and hornier by the second. Hunter pulled his tongue out and began tasting his mother's smooth, sensuous skin, slowly dragging his tongue upwards.

He continued tasting his mother's delicious skin and rolled his wet, drooling tongue on the scratches made by his own fingernails. There were still light pink streaks which he began licking. And his tongue finally reached the spot where he had just spanked her with the riding crop. That spot on her inner thigh had now turned red. It felt warm on his tongue. Warmer than her already heating up body. Jacinda could feel a painful sting on that spot, but her son's warm tongue with his cold saliva worked like an ointment on her skin.

Hunter was now very close to his mother's clean shaven vagina. He remembered shaving it clean that morning in the bathroom. Jacinda could feel her son's warm breath on the bottom of her pussy. He slowly approached his mother's vagina and began kissing all around her labia. He had reached the gateway to the hole where he emerged from 18 years and 6 months ago. He had reached the sacred love hole that birthed him.

Hunter placed his mouth around his mother's labia and pushed his tongue outwards through the gates of heaven into her vagina. Jacinda had never experienced this before. She now had fingers, dildos and her son's penis enter these forbidden doors before. But now it was her own son's moist, tender, soft tongue exploring the entrance of her pristine pussy. Hunter dug his tongue deeper and deeper inside his mother's moist, hot pussy. As he continued to explore the depths of this cave with his tongue, his fingers were now playing with the skin on her belly.

He brought his thumb closer to the top of his mother's clit, just above the opening of her pussy where her labia connected and began rolling his thumb in a circular motion. This was the same motion his mother would perform on herself when she would play with herself. She was surprised her son was performing the same action, since she had never shown him this trick. That's when she realized their sexual union was inevitable. It was a godsend. They were meant to be together. They were not only Master and slave or lovers or mother and son. They were soulmates. Being her own son, Hunter was hardwired and born with this rare knowledge of his mother's body, despite never being with a girl.

This realization, along with the pain from the riding crop and the foreign sensations of her son's tongue dancing around inside her vagina was giving Jacinda another episode of sensory overload. Her tears continued rolling down her face and she was now screaming and moaning with a mix of emotions. Pain and pleasure combined to give Jacinda's vagina one huge spray of juices as she blasted off a stream of orgasmic bliss directly into her son's mouth, which happened to be right over her pussy.

Hunter's tongue and his thumb seemed to have done magic on his mother's private organs. She had climaxed on his face, giving him a fresh taste of the sexual lubricant brewed inside her vaginal caves. Hunter was beyond excited to taste the delicious juices oozing out of his mother's vagina again. He loved tasting every inch, every part of her body and everything it secreted.

Just as Jacinda continued her climax, orgasming over and over again with bursts of liquid gushing out of her forbidden hole, her eyes were going numb again and her eyelids rested to cover half of her eyeballs. She had once again transcended to deep paradise between passing out, sleep and an exhausted emotional release of sexual chemicals. The shot of dopamine and serotonin rushing to her brain sent her in a momentary lapse of comprehension.

Hunter realized what happened. He undid her blindfold to see her eyes, if she was still awake. His face now covered his mother's sexual juices. He was proud of himself for again getting his mother off. But once again, he wanted his sex slave mom to make sure she finishes him. Knowing that her pussy was now drenched and well lubricated, he got forward, pulled her thighs up, bending her knees and inserted his dick in his mother's vagina for the second time that day and fourth time in the last 48 hours.

Jacinda's wrists and ankles were still bound by the bedpost and she was half out of her senses as her son continued pounding deep thrusts in her vagina with his huge cock. He was now towering over her and he let his body fall on hers. His face was facing his mother's as her eyes were still half closed. He wanted to wake her up, so he swung a hard slap on the left cheek of his mother with his right hand. It struck her hard and made her head swing to her right. Her thick, luscious hair now flew in all directions, but mostly sticking to her sweaty face.

Jacinda had still not returned to her senses. Her son who was now fucking her wildly laid another slap on the other side of her face with his left arm this time, swinging her head to her left. She was still out. Hunter slapped her again. And still no response. He then looked down to her exposed breasts. Especially her right nipple with the cracked skin. He grabbed that nipple roughly, pinched it hard and pulled it up disdainfully. That sent unbearable pain all over his mother's bound body as she returned back from dreamland and her arms and legs began flopping around with excruciating pain in her right nipple.

Hunter was once again successful in making her feel her inner pain slut. She was now wailing and screaming in agony as her son continued pounding her pussy. She looked at her Master's face and gave a wide grin, showing him how much she loved having him inside of her.

Jacinda: Master....Please promise to fuck me forever Master.

Hunter: mmhmmm you know I will mom. I love you my sexy little slave slut.

Jacinda: I love you too Hunter.

Upon hearing that, Hunter smacked her right breast again, landing another hard spank to her right nipple. Sending another current from her now bleeding again nipple all over her body.

Hunter: It's Master for you, my slut.

Jacinda: Sorry, Master.....Please punish me more... I love it when you slap me Master. I want more Master please...

Hunter was turned on but also stunned that despite so much pain his mom wanted him to inflict more. He was now out of ideas. His dick was hard and deep inside her vagina, he had slapped her face hard. Used the riding crop on her various spots on her body. He had tongue fucked and eaten out her pussy. He had tormented her right nipple so much that its skin cracked and had begun bleeding. But she still wanted more. This sexy slut of a mother who had never experienced anything more than vanilla sex two days ago was a real masochist, submissive pain slut.

This realization, paired with the feeling of her steaming naked body underneath him and the warm, moist vagina gripping his cock, made sure Hunter couldn't control his penis anymore. His balls had been through enough that day and he ejaculated. Hunter came tons of semen while his giant dick was still lodged deep inside his mother's vagina. He moaned with pain and grunted with every burst of semen he shot out straight in his mom's pussy. He was tired and spent as he pulled his cock out of his mother's pussy, slowly.

Jacinda could feel the hot jizz on the insides of her vagina. She could feel her pussy getting full of warm, sticky cum. She could feel it oozing out of her. Hunter took his fingers as he saw the white gooey slime flow out of his mother's vagina, collected it in his fingers and brought it close to her face. Jacinda hastily pounced on her son's semen to taste it. To Hunter, this was the best sex he had ever had with his mother. And it was only the fourth time he ever had sex with his only partner, his sex slave mom.

Jacinda could now feel a bunch of liquids oozing out of her body. Tears from her eyes, drool and spit from her mouth. The combination of her juices with her son's semen from her vagina and a tiny line of blood from her right nipple, as it dried out towards the side of her right breast.

Once he had cum, Hunter rested for a minute and observed his mother's sexy, spread naked body again. Her cheeks were once again showing signs of abuse from his slaps. Her body had five red spots and lines caused by the brand new riding crop. A thin dark red line flowing off to the side of her right breast from her nipple. He was once again proud of his work. But this time he was proud of his sex slave mother and he made sure to tell her that.

Hunter: Mom, you're the best sex slave I could have ever asked for. I love you. And I'm proud of you.

Jacinda: I am yours baby. You own me. I'm your sex slave and you're my Master. You can do whatever you want with me.

That gave Hunter another idea. He unclasped the cuffs which had his mother bound to the bedpost. Both her ankles and wrists were now free. He then got off the bed, picked his mother up in his arms like a baby, just like he had done the night before. Except this time, instead of taking her into the bathroom, he took her out of the bedroom and carried her downstairs.

Jacinda was confused where he was taking her. She was exhausted from his rough, brutal fucking. Her body was being carried around like it was paperweight by her strong, handsome, teenage son. Hunter carried her across the living room hall, opened the front door, walked into their front yard and gently placed Jacinda on the mowed lawn in their front yard.

It was now 7:20pm. They had been hardcore fucking for almost the last two hours. The Sun was setting and the sky was barely lit during this twilight hour. Jacinda could feel the cold, prickly grass on the back of her body. The scent of the earth was all over her now. This was the first time since the night before that they were naked outside the house. But this time, the mother and son were both stark naked, without any piece of clothing out in the open.

Jacinda laid on the lawn, her hair a disheveled mess, her body roughly used and abused. As her son stood over her with his now limp penis and exhausted sweaty body. He held his penis in his hand, aimed it at his mother lying in the grass and began peeing on her. The golden stream of urine exited his penis and hit his mother straight on her boobs first, washing away the thin, red line oozing out of her nipples. The stream of piss then rolled over her tummy, her belly button. He then aimed his pee at her pussy and thighs, washing away his own semen from her labia.

Eventually his piss went towards her chest, her neck and her head. Jacinda closed her eyes, as her son continued peeing on her entire body and now her face. She opened her mouth voluntarily to capture as much golden shower as she could. The liquid contents brewed in her son's bladder were now directly filling up her mouth as she gulped and drank it down, flushing it down to her stomach. Hunter was peeing on his own mother out in the open and making sure she drinks his golden piss. He loved using her as a human urinal and she was making sure she learned to like it. Once he was well dehydrated, he offered his hand for his mother to stand up, like the thorough gentleman that he was.

Jacinda stood up facing her son. She was drenched in his piss, sore red nipples, sore red cheeks, sore red body, sore red roughed up pussy. She leaned in and kissed her son flush on his lips. Hunter too embraced his mother and kissed her passionately on her mouth as their intensely, rough, brutal and extreme sex session came to an end.

The mother and son walked hand in hand, back in the house and into her bathroom. Jacinda turned on the bath in her Jacuzzi tub and they soaked in it to recover from their wild sexual encounter. While soaking in the tub they start talking.

Hunter: Mom, I came inside you tonight.

Jacinda: Mmhmm you certainly did honey.

Hunter: Well, yesterday you nodded your head in denial, saying you didn't want me to.

Jacinda: I did. I just didn't know what we were doing and where this all was going.

Hunter: And do you, now?

Jacinda: To be honest, not really. I've just never felt this way before the way I feel with you now. You've always been my son and you've always been a good son. Never in my wildest dreams I'd have thought I'd be doing any of the things we've done in the past couple of days, with anybody, let alone my own son. But when you started taking control of me, when you started dominating me, when you suddenly changed from my boy to my man. I just felt like you're just the man I needed all along in my entire life. You're the kind of man I was brought up to worship. You're the man I want to be with and feel at home with. You changed from being my son to my lover and eventually my Master. Master of me. Owner of my body. I belong to you. And that's something I'd never felt before. A sense of belonging. I have a newfound purpose in my otherwise stale, stagnant and boring life. And whatever we have going on, I just don't want it to end honey. I want it all the time. I want you, I love you.

Hunter: I love you too mom. I'll never leave you, you know that. I'm yours as much as you are mine. You'll always be my mom but you're also going to be my lover.

Jacinda: And...

Hunter: And what?

Jacinda: Can I always be your sex slave too?

Hunter: (chuckles) Mom! I never thought.... It's like a flip in you has switched. What happened?

Jacinda: It has switched honey. I've begun to love how you treat me when we're doing it. I'd never felt such pain before. And my body just gives me so many different overwhelming sensations. It's just unimaginable. And I love feeling every inch of me, be it pain or pleasure. As long as it's a mark by you. I'll wear all your marks happily. I think I kinda like pain. I like it when something hurts. I can't explain it.

Hunter: You've explained enough. And I'm glad you do mom. You know, when I said I wanted you to be my sex slave. I really didn't know what I was doing or what I really wanted. I guess I just meant I wanted to always have sex with you. But since I'd never been with a girl, or never had sex, my idea of sex only came from the porn I'd watched. And I've only ever watched dirty, extreme hardcore dungeon porn. That's why, in that sex toy store. I was so excited, it was all the things I'd seen in those movies.

Jacinda: So you know how those things work?

Hunter: Some of them.

Jacinda: Is that what you brought in the black bag?

Hunter: Some of it. You felt a couple of things from it today, didn't you? Did you like it?

Jacinda: The blindfold was my favorite. The restraints and handcuffs felt limiting. I don't get to touch and feel you. The stick thing really hurt.

Hunter: The riding crop? It's supposed to hurt.

Jacinda: It did, it stung so bad. (giggling) But see Hunter, I would have never experienced any of this, if it wasn't for you. I'm just so grateful for you. I think God gave me you as a gift all those years ago when I birthed you. And this past Friday, God gave me another gift in you as my lover. I'm just worried how things will work in the long run honey.

Hunter: What do you mean?

Jacinda: Well, you're going to be off to college soon. You have your life and career ahead of you. You're going to some day take over all these businesses your grandfather set up. You have to work with Mr. Gomez to learn it all. Oh My GOD! Mr. Gomez, what if he finds out about us. He's supposed to be here tomorrow morning to get my signatures on some papers. Hunter, please we can't let him find out about us. Please.

Hunter: Relax mom. He won't. I respect him a lot. He's devoted his life to our family. For you and me. I'll behave when he's around. But will you behave? My sex slave? (winking at his mom)

Jacinda: I'll try my best Master (Giggling, winking back)

As the mother and son continued to soak in their large jacuzzi tub, relaxing and recovering from their wild sex session. They were still ironing out some of the nuances of their newly formed relationship. And the next day was a Monday. Jacinda had to work from her office and had Zoom meetings, while Hunter had an online interview with a potential college. Hunter also had a basketball game with friends to go to that evening. Their life changing weekend was now over.

How their new relationship works with their daily lives....find out soon!
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