Author: Honey Moon Title: The Wrong Michael Part: 01 Keywords: Fm, self-bondage, incest, nc, impregnation, romance Summary: Alice decides to give her husband Michael a special treat. Knowing what he liked to look at on the internet, the woman leaves a note for him, and then goes upstairs and handcuffs herself to the bed. Ball-gag in mouth, she soon realizes the trap she had set for herself. It wasn’t her husband who came home first; it was her son Michael Jr, and he thought the note was for him! The wrong Michael Chapter One By Honey Moon I opened the small box I found in the mailbox today, and my heart nearly skipped a beat. Handcuffs! Two beautiful glittering pairs! I couldn't help looking around as if someone was spying. No, I was still the only one home! "Michael, you devil!" I whispered as my panties became distinctly damp. I had thought my husband was kidding when he told me he ordered them! I held the gleaming stainless steel loops up to the light and admired them much the way I did the tennis bracelet he had given me for my birthday. Our love life had been becoming much too, well, boring of late. Twice a week I would lay on my back with legs spread with hopes I would get to join him in orgasmic bliss. More often then not I would have to resort to my own fingers while grabbing a quick shower before Craig Ferguson. I couldn't help giggling like a little girl. Those days were over! Once I had discovered Mike's stash of bondage porn on his laptop, things had changed! I admit it. First I was shocked. For several days we didn't speak to each other. I mean, God! Our son could have discovered that stuff just as easily as I had! Like a good wife, I made an attempt to understand. I looked over thousands of pictures and dozens of movies before I discovered the common denominator. Pain didn't seem to fit into my husband's filthy little fetish! He apparently only went for the helplessness of a woman tied up! Once I came to that conclusion, I swiftly came to another one. I had grown aroused while 'studying' filth. Was there something wrong with me? Many of the pictures depicted gorgeous Japanese women bound with outrageously elaborate ropes and knots. Did I have some kind of hidden bisexual nature? Michael was the only lover I had known. I know it seems old fashioned and silly, but I was a virgin on our wedding night! Now here I was looking at porn and getting all breathless and bothered over women being tied up! I clicked to the next image and gasped. "She's peeing!" I had whispered, deathly afraid to wake both my husband and son. "Oh my God!" That was it. I jumped up and locked the door to my office, and then tugged off the sweatpants I was using for pajama bottoms. "She's peeing! Oh holy shit! Whoever tied her up broke her potty training!" My panties followed the sweatpants and I sat back down before the computer. I needed to see more! My fingers shook as I started one of the video files. A very pretty, very young girl dressed in one of those dopey sailor girl school uniforms was all trussed up. The guy who had tied her was very busy. He was running a vibrator all over her body! She was moaning at every touch! Trust me on this. She was enjoying it! I saw her face. I could hear her voice. I don't speak Japanese, but one thing was clear. If the vibrator strayed from the lovely cleft between her legs, the pretty thing would beg for its return! I put one leg up on my desk and began to touch myself. My clitty was erect and throbbing as I circled my thumb over it. The man on the screen had produced a pair of scissors! He very carefully cut away my pretty little friend's panties! I have since learned I was lucky. This film was completely uncensored! I was fingering myself like some mad high school nymphomaniac while staring at the glistening little tuft of raven-black hair over a total stranger's pussy! It was beautiful! I felt drool on my chin but ignored it as the man inserted a finger into her. I followed suit with a finger of my own! The girl on the screen moaned, and I lost it! My orgasm struck like a bolt of lightning! I kicked a stack of CDs to the floor as my body was wracked by glorious spasms! I was hooked! The next day Michael and I had a long talk while our son Mike was at a friend's house. I confessed my willingness to experiment, but kept my newfound liking of the female form as my own little secret. Our love life has been fantastic ever since! Both of us are now very happy! I shook the handcuffs and grinned at the musical ring of steel against steel. Mike was spending the weekend with a buddy, and Michael was due back from the hospital in an hour. I giggled again. What would his co-workers think if they knew the chief surgeon became a raging sex fiend when his poor innocent wife was tied to the bed? I would bet there were quite a few nurses who would kill to take my place! Shit! I had to hurry! After telling Mike not to run on the stairs a million times, I raced up them as if my life depended on it! I wasted no time getting out of my clothes. Smart business lawyer in her power suit vanished as I tossed my skirt and blouse carelessly to the floor. Hell, I was taking them to the drycleaners later. Let them land where they may! Bra and panty went next. I would not need them now. Besides, I had so few left from Michael cutting them off of me with a scalpel! Next was a very important step. I put my foot up on my vanity's bench and picked up my trusted little friend. Opening the small case, I took out my diaphragm and held it up to the light. Thank God, not a hint of a hole or tear. Today was my HOT day. Michael thinks I'm crazy, but it's true. I always know when I ovulate. Just a couple hours ago, I felt the little 'ping' that announces the release of one of my eggs. Maybe that's why I was so flippin' horny. I was fertile as a turtle and damn well knew it! I carefully inserted the little rubber hat, and made damn sure it was seated properly in place. The spermicidal foam I left for Michael. I know. You're supposed to put the spermicidal foam into the diaphragm first. Michael may be head surgeon, but sometimes I think he's a frustrated gynecologist. He simply adores applying it inside me. I would let him put in the diaphragm, but he never can get it seated comfortably. Poor baby! We're safe enough, though. When I'm too close to my HOT time, we always use condoms too! Now that I was a safe little whore, I could finish getting ready. Michael was going to get the surprise of his life! I'm a wiz with a sewing machine, and handcrafted a very special present just for this occasion. I now have a darling little sailor suit of my very own! I put on the crisp white blouse and smiled as I buttoned it up. I had intentionally made it just a hair too snug. 44DD put quite a strain on the thin cotton fabric, but my hubby was going to drool! I carefully tied the broad collar in place with its bright yellow bow, and was quite pleased with the results. "Alice, you are one sexy little schoolgirl bitch!" I laughed as I undid my rather sever bun and quickly braided my long red hair into two childish ponytails. I slipped into the pleated skirt, and tucked the blouse in properly. I pulled on a pair of baggy white socks and put on black patent leather shoes. I twirled right and left in front of the mirror and giggled again. "You hot little bitch!" I told the image. "You're turning me on! If I had a dick I'd fuck you myself!" I skipped up and down the hall, getting into character. It was easy for me! For once in my life I was glad of my stature, or lack, there of! At four foot eleven, I could pass for a little girl with just a bit of effort. I put that effort in and Michael was going to just eat me up! I traipsed back downstairs and set my plan officially in motion. Grabbing a bright green magic marker and a piece of paper, I wrote out my invitation. "Dear Michael" I wrote. "Since we are going to be all alone in the house this weekend, I can finally give you the very special present I've been saving just for you. I know you'll like it. It's patterned after all the nasty little pictures and stories I've been viewing off of your 'secret' computer files. You know, the files that make your penis so big and hard? They turn me on too! Please come upstairs as soon as possible and find your present! Don't make me wait! Be a good boy and hurry, and you can do anything your little heart desires!" I drew little hearts and flowers all around the note before taping it to the mirror in the entranceway where he would be sure to see it. If I know my husband, he'll be harder then iron before he even gets in the room with me! That thought alone made me one wet little bitch-kitty! Up the stairs went the happy little slut. I couldn't keep the smile off of my face as I went to get the finishing touch. Michael wasn't the only one to make an online purchase! This was something that would really please my husband! I rummaged through my closet and grabbed the small package from one of my unused at the moment bags. I'm known for being quite the motor mouth. It's a skill I've honed in many courtrooms. I couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw me like this! I opened my mouth wide and slipped in the red rubber ball, buckling it behind my head. Motor mouth was now fitted with an actual official ball-gag! Now I was ready! With a song in my heart, spring in my step, and a bit of drool on my chin from the gag, I retired to our son's bedroom. This was important to my plan. Not for any kinky reason, either! Mike's bed is a good old-fashioned four-poster. I wanted to set an appealing layout for my husband's pleasures! I fastened two silk ties to both posts of the footboard. The handcuffs of course went in similar positions on the headboard! I grabbed the pillows from our own bed and put them into place before climbing on. Sitting on the pillows, I securely tied a tie around both of my ankles. Damn! It felt sexy already! Struggle as I might, there was no way I could close my legs! Under my short little schoolgirl skirt, I was completely exposed and vulnerable! Just the way I wanted to be! I laid back and reached out for the handcuff for my left arm. Shit! It was trickier then I thought to get the damn thing locked using only one hand. I managed though! I reached down and adjusted the pillows just right before cuffing my right arm. My hips jutted upwards from the pillow's firm support. I was presenting myself in what I thought of as a 'breed me' position. The second cuff snicked into place and I was set! Now I'm no fool! I read Steven King's "Gerald's Game"! I very carefully let the key drop from my clenched right hand so it would land on the mattress. Swiveling my wrist experimentally, I found I had just enough flexibility to grab it up again. Good! Safety first! Now I could relax. By relax I mean lay there and simmer at a low boil! Oh God! I wanted to touch myself so bad! Strike that! I needed to finger my soaked pussy until I exploded! I couldn't, but that was part of the appeal! By the time Michael found me, I would be whimpering for his hard cock! Oh Shit! You know how every time you get in the tub for a nice long soak the phone always rings? Add something else to that rule of thumb. It also rings the instant you try self-bondage for the first time! I jumped against my bonds at the sudden loud nose. One, two, three, four times it rang. At least I had the volume up on the answering machine. If it were something really important I'd just have to unbind myself and call whoever it was back! The machine picked up. "Hey Hon!" my husband's deep sexy voice sounded up the stairs to me. "I have excellent news! I'm heading out on a humanitarian flight! I know its short notice, be we've talked about it before. I'm setting out for India, where I'll head the team performing a complete heart-lung transplant! I'll be back Monday night, at the latest! I'm heading for the airport now. Call you when I get to India! Love you! Bye!" Damn! I tried to shout my profanity, but just mumbled and produced more drool! Little Alice was not getting lucky tonight! Shit and fuck! Oh well. Aside from my very personal and intimate frustration, I was practically glowing with pride! I hoped I would get to see footage of my talented love on CNN in the near future! After I fingered myself to at least five orgasms, that is! I swiveled my arm again and picked up the key. The phone rang again just as I tried to turn it around to face the keyhole at the base of my wrist. I couldn't help being startled again by the sound and dropped the key! I gasped as I saw what happened out of the corner of my eye! The damn key had slipped between the small gap separating the headboard and mattress! Between rings of the phone, I heard something that froze my heart! It was a pleasant musical jingling sound as the tiny key bounced its way down, followed by a final click as it landed on the hardwood floor under the bed! It was only a few feet away, but it could have been on the far side of the moon for the good it did me now! Holy crap and fuck! I was stranded! I didn't panic, but humiliation set in fast! I could thank God we had a maid who came in three times a week, but at what a price? Lisa was going to find her boss tied up on her son's bed! Fuck! I was going to have to pay a HUGE bonus to keep the young woman's mouth shut about this! I really did thank God she was coming in early Sunday morning! Mike wouldn't be back from his friend's until late Sunday afternoon! The phone finished it's final ring and my heart gave a lurch! "Hi mom!" Mike's cheerful voice sang out. "We've had a little bad luck. Billy tried a new stunt at the skate park and had a bad landing. He's okay, but he broke his ankle. The weekend is being postponed until he's healed up. I'll be home in a half hour. Bye!" Now it was time to panic! I couldn't let Mike see me like this! I'm supposed to be his straight as an arrow regulation mother! How could I let him be humiliated seeing me tied up in his bed! He'd think I was a sicko or something! I struggled against the handcuffs and ties, but only managed to make myself winded and tired! Thirty minutes shot by like thirty seconds as I tried to teach myself some kind of mental power that would let me levitate a stainless steel key up off the damn floor! Should I even say it didn't work? Well, it didn't! This was reality, not some stupid sex story on the Internet! I heard a key in the door lock and my struggling began anew! "Mom, I home!" I cringed as I heard the rustle of paper being pulled off of the entranceway mirror. I closed my eyes and tried to reach some kind of altered mental state! Levitating a key was out. How about personal teleportation? No! Damn it all to hell! Why was I trapped in reality, anyway? I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I was still firmly bound to my son's bed! I was never so humiliated in my entire life as Mike slowly walked into his bedroom. "Oh God! Mom!" He stared at the despicable sight of his own mother being nothing but a sexual object on display. How could he ever look at me the same way again? I whimpered through the gag, and felt my face grow hotter as spittle ran down my chin again. "Oh mom!" he sighed and looked at my damn stupid note again. "I've been scared for ages! I thought you'd hate me for looking at nasty pictures, dirty Japanese cartoons, and reading incest stories! I never thought you would like them too!" Oh God help me! He misunderstood my note! He didn't know it was meant for his father! I hadn't realized my childish note also applied to the wrong Michael! "MMMM!" I moaned as I shook my body against the ties that held me fast. Saliva ran down my face and onto my neck, but I couldn't make any words! He sat on the edge of his bed and stared at my wide spread legs. "Oh God mom! I read every mom/son incest story I can find on the web, pretending it's me and you starring in them!" He blushed. "I dream about you almost every night too, but I never dreamed in a billion years that we'd get to do it for real!" Oh Hell! My son reads incest stories? He wants me? Lately I've noticed tell tale stains on his sheets and in his underpants. I never let on I noticed. I know it's a normal part of a growing young man's life. Now I thought of them in an entirely new light! My beautiful boy was reading filth and jerking off! He was also having wet dreams starring me, his own mother! On one hand, I was flattered, on the other hand? I thrashed on the bed trying desperately to somehow get loose before something terrible happened! Mike reached out a hand and grasped the hem of my cute little navy blue pleated skirt. I froze as he slowly lifted the material and pulled it up towards my waist. I felt myself blushing from head to foot. Oh my God! Why did I have to go and shave this morning? I had wanted to enhance my 'little girl' look to please my husband. Now my son was staring right at my bald little kitty with wide sparkling eyes! "It's so pretty!" he breathed, leaning closer for a better look. "Mom, you're more sexy then any girl online!" Complements are always nice, but that one sent a thrill of fear throughout my body. The vagina that had released him into the world was turning on my son! I was lying there, arousing him! If there was a Hell, I was surely going to end up with a seat by the fire! He reached again for my clothing, and started unbuttoning my blouse. "I've just got to see your boobs, mom! None of the girls I know are anywhere near as big as you! You have tits like the girls in anime!" He undid the last button and spread my blouse wide open. I was now fully exposed to my son! Aside from his father, Mike is now the second male to ever see me nude! He devoured me with his eyes for several minutes before his hands grew bolder. I couldn't help a shiver as his fingertips gently brushed against my breasts. He giggled as he softly tweaked my nipples. I moaned around my gag as Mike's almost timid manipulations caused the stupid nubs to grow achingly erect. Mike's hands were on the move again. My skin almost burned from his touch as he traced a path down my tummy towards my wet cunny. My body reacted without my brain. My hips thrust sharply upward as he traced his index finger over my pouting labia. "You're so wet, mom! I'm glad you like this. I want to make sure you feel real good!" That was a nice thought, but I didn't want my son to make me 'feel good' in THAT way! I tried to tell him to stop, but all that came out from behind the gag was a small inarticulate squeak when his index finger found my opening. Oh no! In slipped Mike's index finger into my vaginal channel! "It's so hot inside!" Mike gasped in wonder as he explored his own mother's insides. "It's going to feel so good!" A puzzled look crossed his face. "What's this?" He wriggled his finger deeper. I tried not to feel it, but it felt so damn good! I nearly went cross-eyed when I realized what he was doing! Like he was performing a magic trick, Mike managed to pull the diaphragm from deep within my body! "Oh! You wanted it to feel more real!" He laughed as he tossed the little rubber dome onto the pillow next to my head. "Mom!" he said with a hint of condescension. "Get real! We learned about those in Human Sexuality! Nobody uses diagrams any more. That's why married women take the pill!" WHAT? I don't take the pill! What the hell are they teaching in that school of his? Diagrams? Next time I see his teacher, I'll slap that bitch's face clean off! I bounced my butt on the pillows and tried to force words through the ball-gag. "Uh uhh, Huh guh ugh!" That was all that came out when I tried to say I'm not on the pill! Mike smiled. "It's okay though mom! I'm glad you're trying to make it more like the stories! They're always hotter if the mother is dumb enough not to use birth control!" He stood up and I never saw him get undressed so fast! He laughed. "Mom, you sure are a good actress! You look just like you don't want to do it! Thanks! You look so sexy like that! It's just like a nasty rape anime! Look what you made me do already!" My eyes opened wide in shock. Dear Lord in heaven above! Mike was so much bigger then his father! I had thought my husband was big! My son stood naked, with his hugely erect cock pointing at me! I could count every beat of his heart as it gently twitched! The proud shaft I stared at had to be a full foot long! He climbed into bed with me and I nearly fainted! Dear God! I was in huge trouble! If Mike got even one drop of sperm in me, he'd father his own brother or sister! How could I get him to understand this was all a mistake? I wriggled and writhed in a last ditch attempt to somehow get free. The silk binding my ankles held securely! The handcuffs hurt if I pulled against them too hard. They were the real things! Michael had ordered them through a catalog used by the police department! The glittering steel was actually sized for smaller offenders! There was no way I could get free! I cursed myself silently as Mike went back to exploring my body. His gentle loving hands had me panting and puffing through my nose as more and more drool ran down my chin. Oh shit! I was horny, naked, and in bed with my son! When he once again cupped his warm hand over my dampness, I couldn't help a long low moan. "Oh mom." He gasped as I felt his hardness press against me. "I can't wait any more! I want you so bad it hurts!" He rolled over on top of me and I couldn't stop the excitement from racing through my panting body. This was wrong! It's evil! I can't let my son do this! I was powerless to do a thing as he grasped his cock and rubbed it against my wet folds. God help me, I don't think I had the willpower any more to stop him even if I could! I watched between our bodies as he attempted to find what he so dearly needed to find. We both gasped together as the crown of his glory centered on my hole. "Mom, I love you so much!" he whispered as inch by inch, his cock sank into me! For the first time, I was experiencing a lover other them my husband. Guilt and lust wrestled in my soul as Mike completely penetrated my body. Mike filled me so much! Guilt wavered as pleasure grew. Fear soon focused my arousal into a burning hot flame as my son's cockhead nestled against my cervix. If he leaked even a tiny drop of sperm rich pre-cum, I was destined for morning sickness, swelling tits, and a big round belly! Did I want that? My body seemed to! I whimpered as Mike slowly withdrew his lance from my sheath. I didn't want it to leave me! "You're so tight!" he said in wonder as that magnificent organ pushed into me again. "Your love feels like hot wet silk! I love this! I love you! No story ever told me the first time would feel this good!" My son had given me his virginity! I was doomed! Mike started to thrust with long even strokes, and my body began to move with him! It was all a mistake! I hadn't planned for anything like this to happen! His father was supposed to be making love to me now! Incest is evil! It's a wicked sin! Heaven help me, but it was also so damn good! My hips thrust up to meet his every stroke as I panted and moaned beneath him. My son loved me with a passion as great as his father's! My own passion was rising within me, as Mike's movements became more self assured and forceful. If I weren't gagged, I would be begging him to go harder and faster! Oh God! He must have read my mind! My beautiful son was pounding into his mother like she was a whore! It was wonderful! His eyes bored into mine as he slammed into me. Please? I begged wordlessly as he grew closer to his release. Oh God! Please! I was so damn close! I needed Mike to last just a little bit longer so I could explode with him! In and out his beautiful cock moved in my wetness. My body writhed under him as my release came closer. Just a few more strokes! Oh God! Just a little bit more! "Mom, soon!" Mike grunted as he buried his face against the nape of my neck. "Oh Mom! I love you!" With an animal cry, he buried himself deep within me one last time! His cock was tight against my cervix when I felt him begin to throb! That was it! I joined him with guttural groans through the gag as my orgasm claimed me! Mike was pulsing deep inside my body! His sperm was being forced into my womb as an egg was traveling down a fallopian tube! That egg would never stand a chance against an onslaught of young healthy sperm millions strong! I shuddered and quaked through a second orgasm as my golden son planted his seed within me! There was virtually no chance I would escape being knocked up! I was now pregnant! My son was breeding his own mother! I accepted my fate! I gloried in it! I sort of passed out, too! "Mom? Mom, are you okay?" I opened my eyes and saw my son looking down at me. His concern made him look younger then his years. I moved my mouth, happy to discover he had removed the gag. "Oh Mike, I'm fine!" I smiled up at him. "Mom just got a little overwhelmed, that's all." I closed my eyes to slits. "How did you become such a good lover, young man? Have you been practicing with any little girls from school?" I regretted my teasing when he blushed beet red. "No mom, I was a virgin, honest!" "I know, honey." I sighed contentedly. "You are a wonderful lover. I wasn't teasing about that! Thank you, sweetheart!" "Thank you!" His proud look filled my heart with glee. "I should thank you, mom! You're the best!" I wriggled against my bonds and laughed. "Now that we both know we're red hot lovers, could you do your mom a favor and find the key under the bed? I'm starting to get stiff stretched out like this!" "Oh, sure!" He scrambled under the bed and returned in a second with the glittering little key. "Here it is!" He fumbled a little, but managed to get my wrists freed. I shook my arms out and gave him another grin. "Thanks, honey. Now untie my feet!" In moments, I was completely free. I sighed happily. "Now Mike, we need to have a little talk about what just happened." He suddenly looked so crestfallen. "I know. This was a one-time deal. I understand. I'll never assume we'll do it again!" "Michael Bryan Winthrop, you know what happens when people assume!" He gave me a funny look. "It makes an ass of you and me?" "Exactly!" I gave him my best seductive smile. "I was going to say there are a few very important rules for you to obey. One, you will never breath a word about what we just did to any living person on Earth! Mom would end up in prison if anyone found out." He sat up straight, suddenly full of hope. "I swear! Mom, I'll never even hint at it! I give you my word! Nobody will ever know!" I patted his arm. "I believe you! Now for rule two." I giggled like a little girl. "I belong to you ONLY when your father is not home, understand? At all other times, I am HIS woman!" "Yes mom!" A slow smile lit up his face. "Dad is the only man good enough for you, anyway. That's an easy rule to follow! Are there any more rules?" "Just one." I put his hand on my still soaked sex. Mike happily slipped in a finger. He flinched a bit when he realized he was stirring up his own semen and pulled his hand away in embarrassment. "When our baby is born, YOU will be getting up nights for diaper duty. It's a job any daddy would be proud to do. Is that clear, young man?" I grabbed the diaphragm and wiggled my butt a bit while I reinserted it. I do find it much easier to do while standing. It was kind of exciting though having my son watch me struggle to stuff the pesky rubber cap up inside myself. This time it wasn't to block pregnancy. I wanted to keep his warm liquid love trapped in my womb, where it belonged! I know people love them on the Internet, but I wasn't going to waste a single tiny drop having a creamy-pie! I don't care how sexy they look! My son's semen was much too precious for that! For a long moment, he looked stunned. Did I scare him with the knowledge he was going to be the father of his own sibling? Nope! His grin spread from ear to ear. "Wow! Really mom? I made a baby in you? Oh wow! That's so hot!" I watched his cock grow rock hard once again while he thought about the miracle happening inside of my body. I sighed with relief. Everything was going to be just fine! Dear God, please let it be another boy!