Incest/Taboo Mind-Control Panties

And then my son Kenneth appeared. A strapping, young man. God, he was so handsome. He had a big grin as he took his seat. Rich followed, his big nose leading the way. Aston and James and Tommy and Paul all took their seats. They were all ready to learn. All staring at me with such passion on their faces. I could see they were ready to answer questions.

"Did you boys study hard?" I asked, smiling at them.

"Yeah," Aston groaned, nodding his head.

"You better believe I did, Mrs. Taylor," Lance groaned. "First time I've ever done that."

"Then I am doing a great job as your teacher," I said, my fingers undoing the buttons of my blouse. I put it on after teaching my last class topless. I didn't bother with donning my bra, though.

I wouldn't need it.

"You're not even pretending to make them ask questions now," my daughter asked from the back.

"Courtney, honey, you need to sit there, shut up, and do the reading assignment that's on the board. That's for all you girls. Just stay out of the boys' hair. I need to educate them. I need to teach them to be dominating, strong young men who seize their education.

"Dad is totally going to divorce you," muttered Courtney.

I was a teacher. It was a nobler calling than being a wife. A mother. It was the most important thing in the world a woman could do. I had to be utterly devoted to my students. I stripped naked with pride, letting my boys see my large, lush breasts and the trimmed, brown bush adorning my pussy, I knew the truth. Why I was here. This was the only way that a female teacher could truly educate her boys.

She had to become their pet.

Their teacher-pet.

I pulled the leash and collar out of my purse. All the boys were staring at my naked body, drinking in the sight of my flesh. The aroma of my tangy pussy reached my nose, filling my every inhalation with delight. My daughter stared at me in shock as I placed a thick, black collar around my neck. I cinched it tight, loving the feel of the leather around my throat.

This was what I was missing. A hot shiver ran through me. I was a pet in need of being controlled. If not, I would just be a wild bitch.

My boys needed to seize their academic futures with both hands and show their teacher who was the master here.

I clipped the leash to my collar. Then I knelt before my boys. All of them were staring at me with such hunger. I held up the end of the black, leather leash, wagging it back and forth. "If you get the question right, you get to hold the leash. Then you can do whatever you like to me."

"Holy fucking shit," groaned Rich, his big nose quivering.

"This is amazing," panted Kenneth. "You're the best, Mom."

"It's Mrs. Taylor," I said. "Now, what year did Napoleon invade Russia.?"

"1812!" Kenneth shouted a fraction of a second before the other boys yelled out the answer.

I was so glad it was my son who got it right. I thrust out the leash towards him and said, "I'm yours. I'm yours until you cum. Then the next boy gets to answer a question."

"Holy shit," he said, grabbing my leash in a trembling hand. He stood up, his cock tenting the front of his jeans. "Until I cum?"

"Yeah," I purred. "You can use my mouth or my pussy or my asshole."

"Kenneth!" my daughter shouted. My son's twin sister bolted to her feet. "You can't fuck our mom."

"She's Mrs. Taylor right now," he said as he unsnapped his jeans, keeping my leash gripped in his right hand as he worked his fly open. His zipper rasped. "I'm just taking my reward for getting the question right. That's all. Look at her. She needs to be fucked. That's what you do with a teacher-pet, right?"

"Yes," I groaned.

Courtney hissed and then she sat down. She could have been a pet to her favorite teacher, but she didn't wear the panties in time. I found them. I got to enjoy them. I got to experience the delight of being dominated. Only I wouldn't serve one man.

I would serve all my boys.

I groaned as my son shoved his jeans down. Then his boxers. His cock popped out. He was bigger than his daddy. My pussy clenched as I stared at that cock. That dick came from my body, and now it was about to return to my flesh.

An incestuous rush shot through me as he gripped my leash and moved behind me. He was going for my pussy. He would ram his dick into the hole that birthed him. I shuddered, my juices spilling out of my cunt. They soaked through my bush and dribbled down my thighs. That tangy aroma swelled in strength. It filled my nose.

My breasts swayed as I trembled. This was perfect. This was what I needed. I had to be fucked. I was glad that my son would ram that big dick into me and make me scream my head off in delight.

I groaned as he pressed his cock against my pussy lips. He rubbed his tip up and down, the crown of his dick teasing me. My toes flexed and wiggled. Such wanton moans burst from my lips. Then his cock was sliding into me. He was penetrating my twat.

Slowly.

My son took his time enjoying his academic reward. He pulled tight on the leash, the collar gripping my neck. I groaned as his cock sink deeper and deeper into my cunt. He reached towards my womb. The collar jangled, metal clicking on metal. I whimpered, squeezing my twat around his girth.

My son bottomed out in me.

I had my Kenneth back in me.

My strapping, hunky son was all the way in my cunt. I felt every inch of his dick. It was wonderful. I was glad I was both his teacher and his mother. That I could be his pet and stroke his cock with my cunt. He groaned as he drew back, experiencing the tight, silky grip of my twat. He moaned and thrust back into me with force.

Not a slow slide now, but a man taking his education in hand.

His balls smacked into my clit. Pleasure sparked through me. I moaned. The boys all groaned in envy. They were all watching, eager for their turn to fuck me. It was incredible. This was an amazing treat. I was so glad he was thrusting his dick into me over and over. He was churning me up. I whimpered, squeezing my pussy around his dick. I clutched hard, the pleasure building and building with every thrust.

"Holy shit, Mom!" he panted. "I mean, Mrs. Taylor! Oh, yes, your pussy feels amazing! Your cunt is gripping me! Yes!"

I loved it. My son filled me again and again. "That's it, Kenneth! This is how you treat your teacher. This is how you get educated! You fuck her hard. Your teacher is a slut. She's a dirty whore that needs your cock fucking her. Ooh, ram that big dick into me. I love it. Your teacher, your mommy, is so thrilled you're pounding me!"

He groaned, thrusting hard into me. He kept a firm grip of the leash, tugging on my collar. That kept my head up, my eyes staring at the other students watching. The boys were pulling out their cocks, stroking themselves.

Lance did have a big cock, ebony and long. So did Rich. Paul's was nice and James had a decent one. Aston and Tommy both stroked theirs; Tommy was nice and fat. My pussy melted. I couldn't wait to teach them all. To give them an education they would never forget.

It was my duty as a teacher-pet!

"Mrs. Taylor!" My son moaned, his left hand sliding up my body. He still gripped the leash in his right hand. He pulled tight, letting me feel that collar about my neck. "Damn, your pussy is amazing. I'll cum so hard in you!"

"Kenneth!" his twin sister exclaimed.

"Either sit down and shut up, or get naked and help educate these cocks!" I moaned.

That shut my daughter up. I didn't need her negativity. Not when I was worshiping my son's big dick.

His cock slammed so deep and hard in me. He churned me up. His balls smacked over and over against my clit. Sparks burst. The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned, squeezing my twat around him. I loved every hot plunge of his dick penetrating my cunt. He buried his cock in me again and again. He filled me.

Used me.

It was wonderful. Incredible. I groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side. The incestuous pleasure built and built inside my pussy with every thrust of my son's cock. He filled me over and over. I loved it. My twat grew so hot. So juicy. Trickles of cream dribbled through my bush and ran down my thighs. My heavy breasts swayed.

His exploring left hand found my tit. He squeezed it, gripping it and digging his fingers into my pillowy flesh. He groaned, slamming harder into me. His balls smacked into my clit. Little bursts of pleasure showered through my cunt. I was about to explode.

I was about to cum on my nineteen-year-old son's cock!

"Kenneth!" I gasped. "You're such a good student! You're mastering your lusts! Oh, God, I'm going to cum so hard!"

His hand squeezed my left breast. He jerked on the leash. For a moment, my airway collapsed. I couldn't breathe, and it was wonderful. He was showing his domination of me.

"Do it!" he howled when he relaxed his grip. "Cum on my dick, Mrs. Taylor!"

I exploded on my son's cock.

My pussy writhed and spasmed around his shaft. He plunged hard and fast into my convulsing snatch. Incestuous waves of bliss washed out of me. They spilled over my mind, giving me the satisfaction I craved. I groaned, loving it. The other boys around me all stroked their dicks. Lance spat on his hand and rubbed it up and down his ebony cock. It gleamed.

I whimpered. My right boob swung free, trembling with my body. My son gripped my left tit, squeezing hard as he pounded my orgasming cunt. He growled out his boyish excitement. He slammed his dick so deep into my climaxing twat. He filled me to the hilt.

Erupted.

"Fuck, Mom !" Kenneth groaned. "Mrs. Taylor! Yes!"

Waves of rapture washed out of me with every hot blast of his jizz spilling into my pussy. I groaned as my cunt milked him. I worked him dry. I nursed every drop of incestuous seed out of my son's cock. He filled me up. He was inside of me, brimming in me. It was incredible to teach him. To show him how a submissive teacher-pet should act.

"Kenneth! I'm so proud of you!" I moaned.

"Fuck, Mom," he groaned. "Damn!"

He spurted the last drop of cum into me. Kenneth pulled out of me and dropped the leash. He stumbled back while I trembled through my bliss. I hit that wonderful peak as I stared out at the other boys watching. I had to give them another question. It was so hard to think.

Something bubbled through my brain.

"How long did the Peninsular War last?" I managed to spit out.

"Fuck, wasn't that six years?" Lance groaned. "Yeah, that was six years!"

"I'm yours, Lance!" I moaned, my son's jizz bubbling out of my cunt. The cream soaked my bush.

The strong, young Black guy grabbed my leash. He held it tight as he moved behind me. I shuddered, so eager to feel his dick in me. I quivered there, both my heavy breasts swaying. My collar jangled. I heard him groan. The boys watched with envy while they stripped naked and stroked their dicks.

I was sure they would all get a question correctly before the hour was over.

I gasped as Lance parted my butt-cheeks. He spat. Hot spit landed on my asshole. I groaned as I felt it soaking there. He spat again, coating my naughty sphincter. He was going to use my bowels. He would fuck that huge dick into my anal sheath.

"Yes!" I moaned. "Use your teacher-pet however you want. Master your education. You're seizing what you want to learn! Experience!"

"Fuck yes I am, Mrs. Taylor," he growled.

I shuddered as the wet tip of his dick pressed against my asshole. I groaned, eager to take his huge, Black dick in my bowels. My entire body quivered. I stared down at my left hand. At the wedding ring I wore. I didn't need that any longer. I was a teacher-pet now. I existed to please my boys. My husband already had his education.

I ripped the ring off, threw it across the room, and moaned, "Fuck my asshole so hard, Lance! Be a good boy and use your teacher-pet!"

The tinkling of my ring bouncing across the classroom floor was drowned out by the cheering boys.

Lance thrust hard. I shuddered, loving as his cock stretched and stretched my anal ring. My sphincter didn't resist. I was a teacher-pet. It might be my first time doing anal, but I knew my body could handle it. I would love it. But all my holes were available for my sexy boys to use. Lance wanted my ass, so he got it.

"Holy fucking shit!" I howled as his thick dick speared deeper and deeper into my bowels. He stretched my poor asshole to its limits. My anal sheath clenched around his ebony shaft. He growled as he sank farther into me. "That's it, Lance! That's how you fuck your teacher-pet. Ooh, you're going to pound my fucking asshole until I explode!"

"You fucking know it, Mrs. Taylor!" he moaned as he bottomed out in me.

I squeezed my bowels around his dick as he drew back. I heard him spit again and felt it splash against my stretched-wide asshole gripping his big dick. He thrust in again. He slammed that big dick into my bowels. My breasts swayed from the impact. My entire body rock. I gripped his cock with my asshole, savoring the velvety friction.

Pleasure melted down to my cum-filled pussy. More of my son's jizz leaked out of my twat as I quivered. My impending orgasm drank in every plunge of his cock into my bowels. I loved that my hung student was fucking my asshole.

Lance spat each time his cock emerge. Seven times. Eight times. Until finally, he was pumping with ease. He was working that dick in and out of my asshole. He was fucking me like the slut I was. The teacher-pet. The MILF-whore. I loved it. I squeezed down around him, gripping him with my anal sheath as he pumped away. He growled, gripping my leash as he fucked me. The other boys cheered him on.

"Sodomize the slut's asshole!" James shouted.

"Fuck that MILF's tight ass!" groaned Paul.

"I can't wait to fuck her," groaned Rich as he stroked his big dick. "Damn, Mrs. Taylor, you are fucking fine!"

I loved the attention.

My orgasm built faster and faster. Lance fucked his cock in and out of me. He slammed into my depths and then pulled back. Over and over, his dick stimulated me. His balls smacked into my taint. They were heavy with his cum. I couldn't wait for him to erupt in me. I just knew he would spill so much jizz in me.

I loved it. I savored being fucked by my Black student.

His big dick drove me wild. I was going to cum so hard. My pussy clenched, forcing out more and more of my son's jizz. Hot rivulets of his spunk ran down my thighs. I lowered my head, staring down at my swaying breasts. I grunted and groaned, my hands balled into fists. I was so close. Just a few more strokes, and I would explode.

"Yes, yes, you're doing it!" I moaned, squeezing my bowels tight around Lance's big dick. I wanted to cum on his ebony shaft. "Keep fucking your teacher! Keep showing your teacher-pet that she's your slut!"

"God fucking damn, you are!" Lance growled. "Mrs. Taylor, you're the biggest slut ever. I love it!"

His cock drilling into my asshole combined with those words to make me feel so wicked. I came.

His balls smacked into my taint as I exploded in bliss. The pleasure erupted in the depths of my pussy. The molten flood of passion surged through my body. My big breasts heaved as I threw back my head and stared out at my boys.

Little sparks of light danced around them. Fireworks celebrating the intensity of my orgasm surging through me. My asshole spasmed and writhed around Lance's big dick. He grunted and groaned, drilling into my asshole. He fucked me so hard. So fast. He was filling me up with his big dick. My mind burned. I blazed with ecstasy.

"Fuck!" He panted. "Kenneth, your mom is a fucking whore!"

"No, she's a teacher-pet," my son said with a big grin. He stroked his cock soaked in my incestuous juices. "She's teaching us so much."

"Yes!" snarled Lance.

His cock buried to the hilt in my convulsing bowels. I reveled in his large dick filling me to the hilt. I thought he was about to explode in me. I felt that he was on the verge of it. But he didn't erupt. My asshole rippled around him, my orgasm burning through me, but no spurt of his jizz came. Then with a loud grunt, he ripped his cock entirely out of my asshole. I felt empty.

Then the strong, Black student yanked hard on my leash. I gasped as he spun me around, my large tits swaying beneath me. I came face-to-face with his ebony monster. I could smell the sour musk of my asshole upon him.

I understood. I opened my mouth and swallowed his dirty cock. I sucked hard on him, cleaning my ass off his dick. The sour flavor made me feel so naughty. Another orgasm rippled through me. A small one. But it was wild and delicious as I showed my boys I was such a good teacher-pet. I nursed hard on him, making him groan.

He rewarded me with his seed.

"Fucking Mrs. Taylor!" he growled. "Suck it down my cock as you clean my big dick!"

I swallowed all his wonderful cum. He blasted his jizz hard into my mouth. He splashed the spunk into the back of my throat and then it flowed down my gullet to my stomach. I loved it. I whimpered, my body trembling. My collar jangled around my neck. Lance grunted and groaned with every blast.

His jizz was flavored with my sour asshole. I reveled in the dirty flavor mixing with his salty passion. I squeezed my eyes shut, reveling in this moment. I drank down every drop of my Black student's cum. I swallowed it all.

I was such a good teacher-pet.

I hoped the girls were watching and witnessing how they needed to educate their boys. I hoped my daughter would understand. That she could get over her jealousy and bitterness from missing out on being a pet to her favorite teacher.

Instead, I got to be a pet for all my students. I was so lucky.

Lance dropped my leash as he ripped his cock out of my mouth. "Better ask your next question, Mrs. Taylor."

Question?

Right. I needed to ask my boys something. I groaned, struggling to think. I needed my students to fuck me. All my knowledge of Napoleon era seemed to have evaporated beneath the molten pleasure still simmering over my mind. I groaned, feeling my boys staring at me with expectant hungered.

They needed me to ask something. Anything.

"What's 5 plus 5?" I shouted out.

"10!" Rich, Paul, and Tommy all shouted together.

"What the fuck!" gasped my daughter. "That's a question a first grader could get!"

"They got it, though," I moaned. "Until they cum, they get to use me however they like."

"I call dibs on her pussy," Rich said and snagged up my leash first.

"Ass!" Tommy gasped.

"Then I'm fucking your face so hard, Mrs. Taylor," the nerdy ginger said. He ran his hand through his red hair. His cock thrust out before him.

I licked my lips and purred, "Yum!"

Rich stretched out on the floor. He held his dick upright with his left hand while his right jerked on the leash. He dragged me over his body. My heavy tits swayed as I straddled him. I lowered my cunt, dripping with my son's incestuous seed, to Rich's hard cock. I impaled myself down his dick. He was nearly as big as Lance.

My pussy loved it.

I groaned, my asshole aching. Tommy moved in behind me. He slammed his cock deep and hard in my bowels. I whimpered in delight, squeezing down around him. Then Paul was grabbing a fistful of my brown hair. He jerked my head to the right and rammed his cock into my hungry mouth.

I was pleasing three of my boys at once. It was incredible. I sucked hard on Paul's cock. My pussy gripped Rich's thick dick as I worked my hips, sliding up and down his girth. My asshole welcomed Tommy's hard cock as he pumped away at my bowels over and over again.

I loved it.

All three of my boys grunted and groaned. The other ones were watching, waiting for their turn. I knew they would get theirs. I sucked hard on Paul's cock. I nursed with hunger. His precum coated my tongue, giving me a preview of the delights to come. My hands pressed on Rich's shoulders. I gripped him as I squeezed my cunt around his dick. I pumped up and down his shaft, matching Tommy's hard rhythm as he fucked my asshole.

The velvety friction in my bowels mixed with the silky delight of my cunt. I loved it. I clutched both my holes around my big, strong boys. I whimpered around Paul's dick as I pleased my other two students. My cunt and bowels drank in the wonderful friction. Over and over, I was filled with hard cocks.

"Fuck, you're so tight," grunted Tommy. His hand slid around and grabbed my heavy tits. He squeezed them as he groaned, "You're the fucking best teacher ever, Mrs. Taylor!"

"Fuckin' A, you are!" moaned Rich, his big dick filling my pussy on every downstroke.

"Mrs. Taylor!" groaned Paul as he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth. "You're going to deep-throat my dick, aren't you?"

It was another thing I'd never done. I knew I could handle it. I was a teacher-pet. I moaned, sucking hard on his dick. He slammed his cock all the way into the depths of my mouth as my other two holes were filled with nineteen-year-old dicks. When Paul brush the back of my throat this time, he kept going. I relaxed my gullet and surrendered to his girth. His dick slid down my esophagus. His fiery pubic hair rubbed into my lips and nose. His balls smacked heavily into my chin.

I was truly being fucked in all three of my holes.

Rich was thrusting up as I rode his dick. Tommy pounded my asshole with his powerful strokes, his fingers kneading my heavy breasts. Paul grunted as he slammed his cock down my throat over and over. I loved the smack of his heavy balls on my chin. The impact of his nuts, brimming with his cum, against me had my lusts surging hot through me. I wanted him to flood my mouth.

I wanted them all to flood my holes.

I squeezed tight around Rich's cock and Tommy's dick. I swiveled my hips, stirring my pussy and asshole around their shafts. My orgasm swelled so fast. I whimpered and groaned around Paul's cock driving down my throat again and again.

They used me.

It was perfect. Just the way a teacher-pet should be used. I squealed when Tommy found my nipples. He pinched and twisted them. The pleasure slammed down to my cunt. I was on the verge of exploding again. Another orgasm that would ripple through my body. My three boys were given me such bliss. They were mastering their education.

Mastering me.

I exploded on their three dicks.

I moaned and squealed around Paul's dick while my pussy convulsed around Rich's cock. Tommy drove his hard dick into my writhing bowels. All three boys groaned. They knew I had reached the pinnacle of rapture. That I had achieved the goal of every teacher-pet: cumming on my boys' dicks.

"Mrs. Taylor!" gasped Tommy as he rammed into my asshole. "You feel so good! Fuck!"

His cum pumped into my bowels. I loved that wonderful spurt of his hot jizz flooding my asshole. It was so different from in my pussy. I got to experience that delight a moment later as Rich groaned. His cock flooded my cunt with his spunk. Both my holes writhed about their erupting dicks.

"Mrs. Taylor! You're the best!" moaned Rich as he spilled his seed in me.

"Fuck," Paul groaned and slammed his cock all the way down my throat. My vocal cords hummed around them as I moaned my pleasure. The waves of rapture were flooding through me. "Mrs. Taylor!"

Paul pumped his cum straight into my belly. I groaned as it flooded down my esophagus. I shuddered, savoring every last moment of having his jizz pumping again and again into my body. I quivered. It was such a delight. I squirmed and moaned, all three of my holes being flooded with my boys' cum.

My pussy and asshole drained Rich and Tommy dry. Paul unloaded every last drop of his cum in my mouth. Then I had other boys who needed to answer questions. Aston and James and Henry and more. All my boys needed to fuck me. I shouted out questions. Simple ones.

"What color is the sky!"

"What is 1 times 1!"

"How many sides does a triangle have?"

My boys fucked me.

They pounded me over and over, trading my leash back and forth. I never wanted this lesson to end, but when it did, I had a whole new class of boys to fuck me. They would all continue their education and ream my naughty holes.

I love being a teacher-pet. As long as I had one of my boys' cocks buried in my cunt or asshole or mouth, I was happy. I was so glad I stole those panties from my daughter's dresser drawer. I came again and again and again.

I educated every last boy who entered my classroom.

The figure trembled at the end of its final panties game.

It would find new delights, new ways to amuse itself. This last game had taken so long. It had grown frustrated with Courtney. It had wondered if it had messed up the magic. Maybe it had because the mother had claimed the panties.

The mistake had created something wild. Instead of Courtney being the pet to one teacher, her mother was the pet to every last boy she could find.

The magic would ensure that no one except the stubborn Courtney would think anything was wrong. They would all accept the new Mrs. Taylor. The other professors, the administrators of her college, and her students would all think what she was doing was great. Perhaps, Courtney had a bit of Fae blood in her. A little drop the had immunized her from its magic.

Something so subtle, it hadn't noticed it.

The figure turned to his workbench, contemplating what its next game should be. There were so many ways for a fairy to amuse itself. The figure would find something new. Something wild. The sound of its waterfall echoed through its cave, the sound stirring its imagination.

This game was over, and a new game was about to begin.
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