Incest/Taboo Innocent Mom now Son's Slave

Jacinda continued making appearances to her fundraisers and charities as the pure, pious, traditional, classy woman that she had been all her life. She carried herself with vitality and glamor, only to be roughly ruined in bed performing raunchy and vulgar acts with her son. On the outside, socially, Hunter and Jacinda were still just a teenage boy going to college and a middle aged woman who handled all her responsibilities perfectly. But in the house, the mother and son were a loving couple and master-slave.

Jacinda's sexual depravity explored new avenues and she had breached the limits she previously had. Her son would often rip his mother's panties off and start fucking her anywhere in the house, any time. He would often roughly spank his mother's ass and loved watching it jiggle as it turned red. He would eat her pussy out while she was working or on a zoom call with her clients. Hunter took his mother anytime he wanted and she was the perfect, submissive, obedient, painslut for her son. Jacinda loved the new found sexual revolution her son had brought in her life. She felt proud to be a worthless sex toy for his pleasure and use. Everytime he made her try and do something she wasn't fond of or had concerns, her own voice in her head from years ago rang "I'll breathe, I'll live for my son alone. My Son, Hunter."

It was Jacinda's lifelong ambition and drive to make sure she made her son happy and fulfilled his every wish. Knowing his mother's servitude to him, Hunter decided to make the most of the rest of the summer, before moving to Jacksonville that fall. He had emptied Jacinda's basement office and shifted it to his bedroom, since they were sleeping together in Jacinda's master bedroom anyway. Jacinda liked having her new temporary office in her son's bedroom. She would now work out of the same spot where she had first caught a glimpse of her son masturbating to extremely brutal BDSM porn. Little did she know, that spark would lead to the intense fire within her and she would end up performing those explicit acts and much more with him.

What was formerly Jacinda's office in their basement, had now turned into a special project for Hunter. While Jacinda worked from her son's bedroom, Hunter would go shopping and buy elaborate items that he had kept hidden from his mother. He had changed the locks on the door of the basement and only he had the keys to it. Jacinda couldn't see what was happening to her former office, but knew Hunter was up to something. The curiosity was driving her crazy and she had tried to open the basement door multiple times, but failed.
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It was now late July. More than a month after they had returned from their cruise trip. They were settling down into the transition to Jacksonville which was supposed to be the first week of September. One Saturday, after his morning blowjob, while they were eating breakfast at the dining table, Hunter spoke...

Hunter: Mom.. got any plans for the weekend?

Jacinda: No honey..just going to spend time with my handsome fiance. (she said with a wink and smirk)

Hunter: mmm Good. (Chewing on his toast with a mouthful) Well, I have very special plans for us. I have a surprise for you.

Jacinda: Oooh what is it honey?

Hunter: I know you've been dying to know what I've been working on in the basement. What used to be your office...

Jacinda: Yes. It's very confusing haha.

Hunter: Well, make sure you eat enough and you're going to find out today.

Jacinda: Really! Ok I'm excited baby.

Once breakfast was done, Jacinda stood by Hunter waiting for him to show her what he had done with the basement.

Hunter: Stay here by the dining table. I'll be back

Hunter went up to their bedroom and picked out the black shiny belt from Jacinda's silk robe. The same one that had sparked his curiosity in her closet all those weeks back, which led to the beginning of their taboo relationship. He returned back to his mother and stood behind her. Jacinda was wearing a red silk robe. She had a wide smile on her face. The curiosity and uncertainty always turned her on. And as Hunter stood behind her, her heart started beating faster and heavier. Hunter covered his mother's eyes with the silky belt and tied it behind her head. It was now a makeshift blindfold. This excited Jacinda even more. He then held her hand and led her to the door of the basement.

Jacinda's heartbeat was skyrocketing in anticipation. She had a feeling he was up to something naughty and she couldn't wait to try and find out what it was. As they stood in front of the door, she could hear Hunter rustling through the keys as he unlocked the door and she heard the door creek open to a cold breeze blowing out of the basement. She was confused as to why the basement was so cold, maybe Hunter had set the air condition temperature low.

Ever since Hunter had watched all the extreme BDSM porn during his formative years, he wanted to partake in the acts he watched. That was the day he had the opportunity to fulfill his desires. He never had a girlfriend, but now had a fiance, his own mother who loved him dearly and was a willing and eager sex slave to him. He had already put his mother through extremely brutal and rough, physical sex and filthy acts with him. But now he wanted to take it to the next level and test her limits. He had planned this since they returned from the cruise and that Saturday morning, his plan was set in motion.

Hunter positioned his mother to the entrance of what used to be her office at one point for the last 18 years. He then untied the blindfold from her eyes. As Jacinda's eyes were adjusting to the new visual in front of her, her mouth was left agape. Her eyes popped out of her skull as she walked in and looked around. The basement was completely transformed and had no signs of her former office.

When she entered, to her right was a steel dog cage. The entire floor was covered in a rubber sheet. To the left was a leg spreader obedience chair. Next to the cage on the right was an Extreme Punishment Bench. There was a massage table on the opposite side. In the center of the room there was a sex swing and a few hanging ropes and belts from the ceiling. In the back wall, there was a Saint Andrew's Cross nailed to the wall. And in the corner was a 'Dore alley Dungeon Bed'. On the other corner Jacinda noticed a 'Medieval dungeon wood stockade'. Her former office and their house basement was turned into a BDSM Sex Dungeon by her son.

After observing every item in the room, she turned around to face her son. As soon as she was about to speak, Hunter placed a dog collar around his mother's neck with a leash attached to it. He fastened the collar tightly around her neck so it sat snug. Any head movement would mean Jacinda's tender, soft skin around her neck would get scratched to the harsh material of the collar. Her head was set in place and if she looked down it almost choked her. She understood the games had begun.

Hunter then undid the belt from his mother's red silk robe and rolled it up in a ball, then shoved it in her mouth. He then used the black silk belt and tied it over her mouth, fastening it behind her head. She now had a makeshift gag in her mouth tightly snug, again reminding her of the time he had done something similar (Ch 3). Now that her robe had come undone, Jacinda's beautiful torso was on display and her vagina was in overdrive with anticipation. The cold temperature in the dungeon was also turning her on and she had goosebumps on her skin.

Hunter: Mom, you know your safe word?

Jacinda nodded in affirmation, since she couldn't speak with her mouth stuffed.

Hunter: You won't be able to say it. But if you need me to stop, just tap three times, understood?

Jacinda: Mmhmmm..(Nodding her head in affirmation)

Hunter: This is your new office. Our play room. You see all these toys mom, they're for my pet. But these are not toys, they're just accessories. You are the toy. My sex slave.

Jacinda had a smirk on her face listening to her son talk dirty to her.

Hunter: And I'm going to play with my toy today.

Hunter then pulled on the leash attached to his mother's dog collar and gestured her to get down on her hands and knees on all fours. Jacinda did as told and got on all fours. Hunter then pulled the leash and walked his mother like a dog around the dungeon on the black rubber floor. He took her to each corner and made her observe all the instruments in the room, eventually stopping by the tiny cage. He opened the door to the cage.

Hunter: This is your new home, slave.

Jacinda looked scared. She wanted to protest but had a lot of questions in her mind. How was she going to fit in the cage? And what did he mean by her new home? The cage was barely 4 feet wide and 3 feet tall. Jacinda looked up at her son with concern, when she suddenly heard a loud whip across the air. It took her a couple of seconds to register that she was just given a harsh whip by a wooden cane on her ass. As soon as the cane made contact with the tender, soft skin on her buttcheeks, it left a bright red stripe across her right butt. Jacinda instantly squealed in agony as the pain from the brutal whip rang throughout her body.

Hunter: Come on now, get in.

Jacinda somehow tried to wiggle and enter the steel cage through the tiny door, her wide hips were still outside as her torso went in the cage. She tried to wiggle and get her butt in too and felt another loud whip belt across her ass. This time it hurt more than the last caning. Two visible red marks now decorated the milf's ass as she bellowed in agony and roughly reached inside the cage to escape her son's brutal whipping. Once in the cage she tried to rotate her body and turned around to watch, as Hunter locked the cage with a special set of keys from the outside. There was no way to escape that tiny cage. Jacinda was locked in it like an animal.

Jacinda was still half covered in the red robe, but her mouth was gagged and shut with the silk belts. She watched with curiosity, as Hunter walked to the entrance of the basement, looked back at his mother with a smile and winked.

Hunter: Make yourself comfortable. I'll be back Mom.

Jacinda watched as Hunter turned the lights off and exited the room. Locking the door behind him. She was physically, literally trapped in a small steel cage, in her cold basement which was now her son, her Master's sex dungeon. There was nowhere for her to go and nothing for her to do. She was lost in thought but also enjoyed the humiliation and degradation her son had inflicted upon her. Her butt was on fire as she felt the intense stinging from the two hard cane whips she had just endured.

She waited anxiously for Hunter to return. She felt safe in his presence and sitting alone in the claustrophobic steel cage, in the dark with a collar around her neck and her mouth stuffed with the silk belt made her uneasy. Jacinda couldn't wait for Hunter to return. She was literally yearning for him. She tried to shout and call for him but it was futile since her mouth was still stuffed shut with the belt from her robe. Hunter left his mother in that position for an hour. Every minute felt like a day to Jacinda. She hadn't imagined when she woke up that morning she would be in that position.

Hunter was testing the limits of his sex slave mother and she was enduring the pain and humiliation with great difficulty. After an hour, he returned. Jacinda heard the door to the basement unlock and crack open with a beam of light illuminating her dark surroundings. It was still quite dark and she watched a silhouette of her tall, handsome son walk towards her with some kind of bag in his hand. As he got closer she watched as he raised the bag up above her cage.

Much to Jacinda's surprise the thing her son was holding wasn't a bag. It was a bucket of water. Hunter emptied the bucket full of water over the cage completely drenching his sex slave mother in the cage. It was already cold in the basement and Jacinda was shocked at the sudden sting she felt from the water flowing all over her body. The water wasn't cold but getting drenched in water in a cold room made the sensation even more intense. Jacinda's skin once again showed goosebumps as she looked up at her son with her mouth tied shut and a dog collar around her neck.

Hunter: Now my pet mommy is all clean. Are you ready to come out of your cage my dear slave?

Jacinda nodded her head hastily. She was desperate to free herself from the tiny little cage. She had been held captive in that uncomfortable position in the cold basement for over an hour. Hunter unlocked the cage and turned on the lights in the basement. He then tugged on the leash and pulled at it, forcing Jacinda to crawl out of the cage. Her red silk robe was also now completely wet. Hunter walked his mother with the leash towards the center of the room like a dog. And paused. He then pulled the leash up to lift his mother up from the floor and had her stand in front of him.

He watched as her skin showed goosebumps and her beautiful face showed signs of anxiety and fear. He found this look on his mother's face so sexy and arousing. He was now sporting a boner. Jacinda was now shivering a little which he noticed. He didn't want her to get sick so he walked to the thermostat and raised the temperature. Jacinda watched as her handsome hunk of a son walked towards her in nothing but his gym shorts. He then undid the silk belt behind her head and removed the other black silk belt from her mouth. Jacinda breathed a huge sigh of relief. With no obstacles in or around her mouth, she was now able to breathe and speak.

Hunter: Do you trust me Mom?

Jacinda: Of course Master!

Hunter: Who are you to me?

Jacinda: I'm your sex slave mother, Master.

Hunter slapped his mother hard, on her left cheek which made her head turn to the right and her wet hair stuck to her face. The sudden impact of Hunter's hand on his mother's smooth, wet cheeks made a splash. Jacinda loved getting slapped by her Master, but she wondered why she deserved it. Did she miss something?

Jacinda: I'm your....lover?

Hunter slapped her again, this time harder than the first and on her right cheek with his left hand. Jacinda realized maybe her Master was still not satisfied with her answer.

Jacinda: I'm....I'm...your...I..I don't know Master.

Hunter roughly grabbed a hold of his mother's hair at the top of her head and twisted her head to the left, jerking and twisting her body towards him.

Hunter: You aren't wrong Mom. You're my lover. You're my sex slave. But did you forget? You're my fiance now too?

Jacinda: Yes...I'm sorry..I'm your fiance.

Hunter continued holding his mother's hair in his left hand and repeatedly slapped his mother's right cheek lightly.

Hunter: Too late my soon to be wifey...You deserve a punishment for forgetting your new role in your son's life. Do you deserve to be punished mom?

Jacinda: ughh...arhh..Yes, Yes honey. Please punish your fiance. Your soon to be wife.

Hunter: And how do you think you should be punished?

Jacinda: uhm....I..I don't...oh..You could use some of the things in this room Master.

Hunter: You're getting smarter my slave. We'll definitely use some of these items, but today, you're going to be more than just my lover, my sex slave mother and my fiance. You're going to be my pet. My bitch. Just a piece of meat with holes for your son to use. What are you, mother?

Jacinda: I'm...I'm your bitch. I'm your sex slave. Your slut. You can use me however you want, Master. I'm your pet. I'm just a worthless piece of meat for your pleasure baby...

Hunter was getting immensely turned on by his mother's submission. He had once again managed to get his mother to that kinky, submissive, painslut mode. As much as the mother and son loved each other, their physical language was rough and intense, complementing each other perfectly. Jacinda wanted pain from her Master and he was more than willing to give it to her. The power and dominance over his partner turned him on more and more.

Hunter let his mother's hair go and grabbed a hold of her left hand, cuffed it and tied it to a belt hanging from a nail in the ceiling. He did the same with her right. Jacinda's hands were now tied up to the belts from the ceiling. She still stood on the floor and her body made a 'Y' in front of her son.

Hunter: Spread your legs wide.

Jacinda obliged and spread her legs, meaning she was now standing in an 'X' position. Hunter walked around behind her. Jacinda's head turned trying to focus on her son. She watched anxiously as he walked behind her, out of her sight. Hunter then stood behind his mother and roughly tore her red silk robe off her body. Jacinda now stood naked in the middle of the room with her hands tied wide to the ceiling. She heard him rustling through some items in a bag in the corner and heard him walk closer to her again, still standing behind her.

Hunter tied a blindfold on his mother from behind her head. He then grabbed her wet hair in a bunch and tied them together in a ponytail. Jacinda stood there in anticipation as her son had his way with her body. The blindfold made her curiosity pique higher as she couldn't see what he was about to. This fear and anxiety of the unknown was the secret to her love juices. Her libido was on fire and she was getting extremely horny. She was literally being treated like a sex doll, a piece of meat by her son, as he continued having his way with her. He owned his mother completely.

Jacinda had a smile on her face with how turned on she was, when she suddenly felt a cold piece of metal pinching down her nipples. Hunter had clasped both his mother's nipples with a nipple clamp. This was a Y-shaped Chain-Clit-Nipple-Clamps. The metal chain dangled down to Jacinda's fupa as she felt the cold metal on her wet tummy. Hunter pulled the chain lower, which made his mother's clasped nipple pull lower with pressure, making her moan with pain. He then used the clip at the bottom of the chain to pinch just above his mother's clitoris. As soon as Jacinda felt her tender, soft clit get pinched mercilessly by the unforgiving hard metal clip, she let out a loud shriek. This was painful, but also pleasurable for the hot milf.

Hunter smiled as he heard his mother's screams in agony. He was aware the metal clip that now sat tightly snug on her outer clitoris was painful but she enjoyed it. Now Jacinda's nipples and clit were clamped tight. And she had the dog collar around her neck. Hunter slowly got behind his mother and lifted the leash up high then tied it to the hook in the ceiling. He then pulled the leash like a pulley which made the collar around Jacinda's neck lift her entire body up towards the ceiling. After a few more pulls Jacinda was literally hanging by her neck, suffocating her in the process. Her toes barely touched the rubber mat on the floor and she was now making squeaky sounds from her mouth. The hard leather from her collar scratched and itched the bottom of her jaw and upper neck as she was almost suspended by the ceiling. She kept wiggling and shifting her toes which were barely touching the floor to find balance and not hang by the collar like a noose.

Hunter was satisfied with her position and locked the leash in that position. He observed his work as his mother was now struggling to balance herself on her toes, with her hands tied up high to her sides and her leash almost acting like a noose suspending her from the ceiling, while her nipples and clit were clamped and connected by a silver chain.

Hunter: How does it feel mom?

Jacinda: (Barely able to speak with her collar tightly choking her neck) argh..it feels...ugh...good..arrghhh.I....can't breath..

Hunter: You know you can use your safe word anytime, right?

Jacinda: mmmhmm...I...ugh like it...

That's all the approval Hunter needed. He knew his sex slave mother was in an uncomfortable position. He looked down to notice the skin around her clit and labia was turning pink. Hunter picked up the cane which had already caused two red stripes across his mother's ass and went around her. He took a couple of rounds before assuming a position to her left.

Hunter: Mom, you remember when I was a kid and you taught me how to count?

Jacinda: hggghh..Yes...honey..argh.

Hunter: It's your turn to count now.

As soon as he said that, Jacinda heard the familiar whip in the air as she felt a sting on her ass. Hunter had just swung a hard whip with the wooden cane on his mother's ass.

Jacinda: aahhhhh One.

He smacked another cane shot roughly around the same area on her ass. He loved watching her ass jiggle and slowly show a line of red.

Jacinda: mhmmhmmm Twooo...

Jacinda could feel the intense burning heat from the two cane whips on her left butt. The stinging sensation was sending currents all over her body. Hunter watched as his mother was bound and suspended in place enjoying the heat emanating from the whips on her butt.

He kept spanking her butt and back for another 18 blows and stopped at 20. Jacinda's ass and back was covered in welts and lines of pink and red. Her once smooth, pristine skin was showing signs of abuse from her son's wooden cane whips. With her body being wet with water, every whip hurt her even more. But throughout the 20 cane whips, she did not give up or use her safe word. Hunter was impressed by his mother's ability to take the pain. He watched as glistening wet juices were flowing down her inner thighs with every impact of the wooden cane on her skin. There were rivers of tears down her face, from under her blindfold.

Hunter then went around his mother's back and watched the red, swollen marks left behind on her flesh. He was proud of his work and more proud of his sex slave mother.

Hunter: And that was your punishment.

Jacinda: Thank you Master.

Hunter placed his hands on the back of his mother's neck, flat on her back and slowly dragged his hands downwards towards her ass. Feeling every contusion and bruise on her tender skin that was broken into. This made Jacinda yell loudly in pain, since every touch on her open wound hurt more as her son's rough hands felt her torn skin. Hunter grabbed both his mother's red striped buttcheeks and squeezed them hard, sending more jerks of pain all across her body. She was wiggling and twisting in agony, barely trying to stay up on her toes, suspended by the dog collar through the ceiling.

Hunter was hard and extremely turned on and he grabbed a battery operated vibrating dildo, came around the front of his mother and inserted it into her vagina from the front. Jacinda felt the vibrator enter her vagina. It was able to penetrate her pussy with ease, given her vagina had already leaked lots of natural lubricant. Hunter turned on the vibrator and instantly Jacinda's body jerked from her hips feeling the vibrations in her pussy. He then got behind her and just as she was getting used to the newest sensation in her vagina with the vibrator, she felt a cold gel fall between her already abused butt cheeks.

Hunter poured some lube in his mother's buttcrack and lubed it well. He then slowly placed his dick at the entrance of her tiny puckered butthole, grabbed his mother's ponytail and pulled her head back towards him, while penetrating her tiny anal cavity with his giant girthy cock. Jacinda's body was being used and abused in every way from head to toe. She was reaching the height of her sensations with every part of her body experiencing pain and pleasure simultaneously. Hunter used his mother's ponytail for leverage and held one hand around her fupa in the front for balance as he was now started fucking his mother anally. He could feel the insides of her rectum all over his dick, while her vaginal walls were vibrating intensely in reaction to the vibrating dildo in her pussy.

Her neck was being forced in every direction, partially hung up by the rope but her hair being pulled in the back by her ponytail. Her nipples were crushed between the clamps and her clit had turned dark red with the intense pinching by the metal clamps. The skin on her back and ass were already on fire, thanks to the caning her son had brutally delivered all over her. Jacinda's eyes were still covered by the blindfold, which Hunter was now undoing from the back. The blindfold fell to the floor but Jacinda's eyes were still closed as she was screaming at the top of her lungs with every thrust into her bowels delivered by her son's huge dick.

Hunter had taken his sex slave mother to the ultimate limits of pain and pleasure. He continued fucking her ass from behind, brutally going in and out of her abused ass. He would occasionally lay a rough spank on her already abused red buttcheeks, sending more shockwaves after shockwaves of pain all over her body. Every pore in Jacinda's skin was now oozing sweat despite the colder temperature. Both her holes were being brutally ravaged by her son. She had never experienced such carnal pleasure and all of her senses felt attacked at the same time.

She kept wailing and screaming in agony and satisfaction as her son continued to brutally violate her anus. Hunter then suddenly stopped and Jacinda felt his penis gradually exit out of her asshole, but her pussy was still vibrating. Hunter wasn't satisfied but he had also reached his peak excitement fucking his mother's ass while she was suspended, bound, whipped, spanked and clamped. Jacinda waited for the next burst of excitement that he was about to unleash on her. She finally opened her eyes to notice her son standing in front of her covered in sweat with his penis in his hand, hard and erect at its maximum length.

Jacinda's eyes wandered around her son's messy hair, to his strong wide shoulders, down to his chiseled chest and faint abs. Her real Master, his penis was her favorite and she loved feeling it in her mouth and vagina. She was still getting used to the assfucking but that day she had thoroughly enjoyed getting sodomized by her son's big dick. Hunter bent down and touched his mother's labia, gently touching and feeling her vaginal lips. With every touch, Jacinda's body shuddered and shivered in excitement. He noticed her skin oozing sweat and showing goosebumps. Hunter inserted his finger in his mother's pussy and pulled the vibrating dildo out.

As soon as the vibrator plopped out of her, Jacinda gave out a heavy sigh of relief. She was breathing heavily and with every deep breath, Hunter watched how her breasts heaved up and down pulling on the chain going from her nipples to her clit. He undid the clamp on her clit and let it hang. Jacinda let out a loud exhausted gasp as she felt the blood in her body flow to the now swollen, red, abused flesh of her outer clit. She thought her punishment was over and her ordeal was complete. As Hunter began to unclasp her dog collar around her neck and untied the belts holding her arms in place above her head.

Jacinda was conflicted and had mixed feelings. As much as she was relieved of the pressure and precarious position she was in, she wanted to continue playing these sexual games with her son. She had become an insatiable pain slut. Her own son, her Master, had taken her to the limits of sexual pain and pleasures, but she was left wanting more. As she was let off the dog collar, she was now able to firmly plant her feet back to the ground and was about to lose balance and fall over but her protector was there to hold her and hugged her flailing body. She still had the metal nipple chain clamped to her nipples but was free of the rest of the bondage.

Hunter held his mother in his arms, until she was able to regain her sense of balance and stood on her feet, still hugging her son. The mother and son, feeling each other's naked, hot, sweaty skin. Jacinda's hair was still in a pony but was roughly ravaged and sticking to the abused wounds on the flesh of her upper back.

Hunter: Are you okay, Mom?

Jacinda: Yes honey. I'm fine. This was...intense.

Hunter: It's not over yet, my slave.

Jacinda: Oh...But honey I already...came I don't know how many times.

Hunter: Did you now? I haven't yet.

Jacinda: How can this pet, slave mommy serve you Master?

Hunter: Good girl. Stay put. I'll be back.

Hunter left his mother in the middle of the basement, which was now a BDSM sex dungeon for their play. He returned momentarily with a bottle of cold water and a bag of ice. He gave the bottle of water to his mother. Jacinda was in need of hydration after the intense ordeal. But she knew it wasn't over yet. She watched curiously as she sipped on the water from the bottle. Hunter approached a desk in the corner, which Jacinda noticed was her former work desk. The same work desk, she had previously worked on for years and her son had fucked her on. She watched closely, as Hunter tore the ice bag open and spread all the ice on top of the desk. Jacinda was very confused and wasn't sure what he was up to.

Hunter: Come here, slave.

Jacinda walked towards her son by the desk. She had drank almost half the bottle of water. Hunter took the bottle of water from her and started drinking it himself, finishing it and tossing the empty bottle behind him. Hunter pulled his mother in his arms and started kissing her lips vigorously. He was tasting his mother's lips and tongue, swapping spit lovingly. Jacinda also willfully gave him her tongue to suck on. The mother and son smooched passionately and wildly. Hunter sucking on his mother's lower lip suddenly introduced his teeth to her gums and roughly bit down on it, causing Jacinda to moan in pain.

She loved getting her tongue and lips bitten by her son. It turned her on more and more. She had already lost count of how many times her pussy had leaked orgasmic juices, but it felt like she was about to cum again, feeling her son's canines bite down deep on her gums and outside her lips. Her sensitive tender skin finally gave through as Hunter had broken into the skin of her gums causing some blood to ooze out of it. He could taste some of her blood as he continued sucking on and exploring her mouth. He was lost in passion and didn't intend to bust her lip open with his wild kisses. He suddenly let her go and looked in his mother's eyes and swollen lip.

Hunter: I think I went a little deep with that bite.

Jacinda: Not deep enough baby. I love tasting blood in my mouth.

Hunter: Are you okay, Mom? You sure?

Jacinda: I birthed you. You came out of me. The blood in your veins is mine. And mine is yours. You own me. Every bit of me, every part of me. Mind, body and soul.

Jacinda was so lost in love for her son and sexual debauchery she immediately pounced back on her son's mouth resuming their wild, rough kissing. Hunter now dragged his hands all over his mother's wounded back which made her break the kiss and shriek in pain. While she was wailing in pain with her mouth open, gasping for breath, Hunter spat directly in her mouth. Jacinda smiled and gladly swallowed her son's spit mixed with her own blood from the inside of her lower lip. Hunter, still sliding his hands and fingers gently across his mother's striped back and ass, spoke,

Hunter: Your back's on fire...

Jacinda: Mmhmm it stings...

Hunter: Maybe we should cool it down....

Before Jacinda could comprehend what he said, Hunter grabbed his mother's hips and lifted her body up like a ragdoll and planted her on the ice covered desk top. Jacinda felt a sizzle all over her back as the cold ice made contact with the scarred skin on her back. The sudden change in temperature caused her eyes to pop open wide and she was now breathing heavier than before. The ice along her bruised back was therapeutic but the sudden difference in sensation sent shivers all over her body. She could feel her pussy throbbing and her vaginal walls vibrating to generate more fluids with whatever energy was left in her.

Hunter gave his mother a couple of minutes to get used to the cold ice on her back. He watched as her breathing gradually subsided and she had a gentle smile on her face with tears still flowing out of her eyes to the side of her face. Jacinda laid flat and lifeless on the ice covered desk. Hunter came forward, grabbed a hold of her limp legs and spread them apart. He held her hips and inserted his fully erect cock in his mother's waiting vagina.

Jacinda's back was now feeling a little better as the skin on her back was getting the much needed icing while her horny vagina was receiving her son's much needed dick. Hunter started fucking his mother hard and fast mercilessly as Jacinda moaned in pleasure feeling every thrust deep in her cunt. Hunter then suddenly grabbed the middle of "Y'-shaped metal chain which was still clamped to his mother's nipples and pulled it off her tits roughly. Right as her body was getting some much needed respite, another jolt of electricity ran across her body, as her nipples were roughly freed off the pinch from the metal clamps.

Jacinda's nipples stood erect and had turned a dark bluish hue with the lack of blood flow. Hunter then grabbed his mother's hard, erect nipples sending more pain all over her. He was using her freshly unpinched nipples to pull and grab for leverage while he continued his onslaught on her already tired and spent cunt. After mercilessly, roughly fucking his mother in her vagina, Hunter finally grabbed her shoulders and thrust inside her deep and began shooting his baby batter straight into her cervix.

Jacinda could feel the warmth of her son's semen collect inside her vagina as Hunter grunted over her nude body. Hunter came and came shooting ropes of cum in the depths of his own mother's vagina eventually falling on top of her.

Both mother and son were extremely tired and spent after their first brutal BDSM session in their new sex dungeon. Jacinda laid lifeless on the ice which had almost melted off now. While her son laid on top of her sweaty torso. With the weight of her son on top of her Jacinda was sandwiched between him and the ice-laden desktop. She had orgasmed so many times she had lost count. But she knew her son had cum deep inside her vagina. She could still feel her son's penis inside her, slowly losing its maximum strength going flaccid. Hunter laid on his mother's nude skin with his mouth on her left breast. He gently opened his mouth to lick and taste her sweaty skin around her nipples. As his tongue swirled around his mother's breast, Jacinda spoke.

Jacinda: Hunter, Thank You Master. I love you baby. Thank you for giving me all these new experiences and sensations that I didn't know existed.

Hunter was so tired he just moaned in pleasure tasting his mother's sweaty skin. He eventually got off her and watched her smile back at him as she laid limp on the desk. The ice between her and the desktop had melted and a puddle of water collected on the newly installed rubber mat under their feet. Hunter stood in front of his mother and observed her vagina which was leaking some of his thick cum. He took his fingers, collected some of the cum in his hand and rubbed it on his mother's face, which she tried to lick off his hands.

He then pulled her off the desk, and laid her flat on the floor in the puddle of water, prone and face down. Jacinda laid flat on the rubber mat with a satisfied look on her face, sporting a smile. She suddenly felt a familiar pungent stench in the air and warm stream of water touch her now cold, bruised back. She turned her head back to look at her son and saw him pissing on her back. Hunter held his dick and urinated all over his mother from her head to her neck, her striped back and ass. He had only peed on her for a few seconds when he suddenly stopped. Jacinda thought he had finished pissing quicker than usual. Curiously she turned her head around to watch him walk towards her with a rubber funnel.

Hunter spread his mother's buttcheeks, and inserted the pointed end of the funnel in her asshole. Jacinda laid lifeless while her son performed these experiments with her like she was a guinea pig. She felt the pointy end of the funnel go in her anus. Hunter stood back over his mother and resumed his pissing, this time aiming directly at the mouth of the funnel. The funnel allowed the piss to collect and directly seep into his mother's anus.

Jacinda felt like she was getting an enema as her son's warm urine now directly entered her bowels through her anus. Once again, he had given a foreign sensation she never knew existed. She was impressed at her Master's creativity and kinky interests with her. She was a willing sex slave and human toilet for her son. Hunter was finally done peeing and waited until all his piss had passed through the funnel in his mother's asshole. He then pulled the funnel out, grabbed his mother by her hair, pulled her up to make her stand up and inserted the pointy end of the funnel in her mouth.

Jacinda could now taste the inside of her own rectum along with her son's piss in her mouth. Once he was satisfied with the humiliation and degradation of his sex slave mother, he kissed her flush on her face, thus tasting his own piss and her asshole through her tongue. He sucked a bit more on her already bruised lip to reopen the flow of blood.

Hunter: Let's go take a shower.

Jacinda: Yes, Master.

Her ordeal was over. Hunter had taken his mother to the depths of depravity in their new sex dungeon. They had lost track of time and realized it was now 3 in the afternoon. They had been fucking and playing in the dungeon for hours. They were both tired and exhausted and rested in Jacinda's jacuzzi tub to rejuvenate. Jacinda would need a few days for the bruises on her back to heal. But she was beyond satisfied and fulfilled with the pain and pleasure unloaded on her by her son.

The mother and son, now engaged to be married, had engaged in some extremely brutal BDSM play. And this was just the beginning. Hunter emptied his balls deep in his mother's vagina. He wanted to impregnate her. And had fucked her numerous times over the last few weeks each time, finishing deep inside her. With only a few more weeks before they moved to Jacksonville for Hunter's college, we'll find out what depths of depravity the mother and son would further explore together.​