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 ï>¿Author: Linard ignius
Title: My slutty Putul
Part: Ch.  2 Club Marionette
Universe: Dolcett (Eastern spices)
Summary: I take mom out for dinner, drinks and a show.  Just a normal
dinner date...  right?
Keywords: MF,M+F, inc, mother, son, rom, DP, BBC, Body Modification,
tort, snuff, exhib

   Disclaimer: This a work of complete fantasy set in another world.  If
that is not apparent to you, then you need urgent psychiatric help.  I do
not condone violence towards other humans.
This story contains all manners of violence, torture and deviancies, if

that is not your cup of tea, I suggest you turn back now.

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   It was 6:50 when I knocked on the closed door of my mother's bedroom.  I
heard a shaky "come in!" from inside.  I opened the door with a little
trepidation in my heart, I wasn't completely sure what I was going to find
inside.  I was half relieved and half surprised to see mom sitting on the
bed, looking finer than I had ever seen her before.  She was wearing a
half-transparent, light-blue chiffon saree which clearly showed off her
bellybutton and her massive tits barely contained in the light blue deep
neck blouse, 2 sizes smaller than required.  She had also let her hair down
and put on makeup (she nearly always didn't).  I walked over to my mom and
putting my hand below her chin, gently pointed her head up at me.  The best
part about it all were her eyes, her beautiful hazel colored eyes were only
further accentuated by the prominent mascara that she was wearing.  Seeing
the brand new beauty in front me, my heart had started thumping in my
chest. I saw a little smudge at the corner of her eyes, tears maybe?  That,
combined with the slight tremble of her body told me that she was scared.

   I reached down and kissed her lips lightly and said "You look stunning
mom, I am the luckiest damn son in the history of all mankind." That put a
little smile on her face, which turned into feigned annoyance in a few
moments, pushing me away and saying "Is that how a son kisses his mother,
Gaurav?" I took her hand in mine bringing them up to my face.  I kissed it
and said, "When she is as beautiful as you, yes." She got up and left,
looking back only after leaving the room, her face completely flushed red
and said "Aren't we getting late?  We should go."

   The drive was almost silent, gathering clouds blotted out any and all
natural light from the moon and stars.  As I drove us through the dark
desolate streets, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, mom asked,
"Where are we going, hun?" to which I replied "You'll know when we reach
there".  I took another look into the rearview mirror which I had angled on
my mom's overflowing breasts.  She was slightly taken aback when we finally
reached the parking at club marionette.  "A pub Gaurav?  I am not sure I
should..." I quieted her down with a finger on her lips and a stern look,
told her "We are going inside." Speechless by the sudden change in my
demeanor, she followed me into the loud blaring club despite her
reluctance.

   I had already booked a booth for us ahead of time, so we were seated as
soon we got in.  A server served us a bottle of wine and welcomed us into
their establishment.  Mom was quite shell shocked for a while, the pub had
flashing lights on the dance floor and blaring loud EDM music on the
speakers.  Mom looked quite shell-shocked for a few minutes, her jaw
hanging she was taking in the surroundings, she had been to a few bars on
some rare occasions, but had never been in a place like this before.  The
most surprising thing, for her, were the people.  Most of the crowd filling
the club was young, wearing leather, with multiple body piercings and
modifications.  Especially the women, some of whom were leashed and even
engaged in overt sexual acts in plain sight, which frankly, nobody seemed
to give a shit about.

   "Here mom," I said, holding her glass up to her face, "Drink up, we need
to talk".  This time she took the drink without much protest and started
sipping it.  "First things first Mom," I started, "You know that I love
you, right?" I said staring into those lovely eyes of hers.  "Yes honey I
know," she said quietly.  "And that, mom, will never change.  Not in a
million years." I said, holding her hand in mine.  "I have three weeks
before I have to go.  I almost don't want to, the thought of leaving you
seems..." I stopped, trying to hold back my own emotions, "It's almost...
impossible." Looking up at her, I could see tears starting to form in her
eyes.  I looked into those silvery brown oceans of beauty and wiped a tear
off the right one.  I inched closer to her in our booth, getting right next
to her, I kissed her eye.  She had closed them and was seemingly enjoying
the attention, I trailed my way down her face using my lips and gave her
neck a small lick.  A sharp intake of breath perked up her tightly bound
boobs, with that resulting in a similar effect on my blue balled cock.

   I brought my lips close to her ears and said "Mom I know what you want."
She immediately tensed up, I grabbed her massive tight breasts from over
her saree and squeezed.  I said "Relax mom, I have dreamt about doing those
things to you for a long time myself." Smirking at her frightened
expression.  "What did you see?" she asked, her voice clearly trembling. 
"Everything mom, I saw it all, the torture videos, the fetish pictures, the
body modification, the snuff...  stories." I said, looking at her
carefully. I could see she was about to break down crying.  I grabbed her
by her hair, turned her face towards me and started frenching her.

   She gave in completely.  Kissing her then was definitely one of the
highlights of my life, she smelled heavenly, and the sensation of her hot
wet tongue against mine was driving me crazy.  I drove into her lusty
inviting mouth like a coyote digging for his prey.  Because of our
position, mom ended up eating most of our combined saliva even as she
responded to me in kind, using her sweet and soft tongue to carefully lick
the inside of my teeth and gums before wrestling with my own tongue which
was trying to snake into her throat.  When we dislodged a few minutes
later, she was breathing heavily, her tightened tits expanding and
contracting with every breath.  I pulled down the pallu of her saree from
her shoulders completely exposing her tightly held breasts within the small
blouse.  She was glaring at me, looking all cute and distressed.  I put my
hand over her puffed up cleavage slowly trying to snake my hand inside her
blouse.  She grabbed my hand and said "Not here hun'...  Please..." looking
fearful again.  I nudged her face to the front while sucking on the supple,
slightly sweaty neck and said, "Don't worry mom, just look." She opened her
eyes, and saw that the stage in front had gone considerably dimmer with a
spotlight in the middle pointed on a heavy looking old wooden chair with
bits of metals and wires sticking out of it.  A young girl in her 20s
wearing nothing but a very thin silk robe walked into the spotlight and
bowed her head towards the strange audience.  Nobody clapped, it was pin
drop silence in the entire club.  I nibbled on mom's neck and started to
insinuate my fingers in the tight space between her boobs and her bra.

   Mom watched in shocked awe as the petit dark skinned woman disrobed,
revealing a slim figure with small A-cup boobs and a toned body.  What drew
everyone's attention, however, were the large number of piercings and
tattoos that adorned the girl's body.  Both her arms and legs were
completely covered by, what seemed like, thorny vines swirling up from the
back of her hands all the way up her shoulders, then turning around and
flowering into black roses on her breasts.  Piercings adorned her entire
body.  Any place that could be pierced, was.  From the quadruple cross
piercings elongating her nipples, to the huge nasal septal piercing with
two big horns jutting out of her nostrils, to her eyebrows, her
bellybutton, her cunt, EVERYTHING had been pierced.  The sides of her head
were shaved bald, with the words "PAIN" and "SLUT" tattooed on either side;
that, with her hair dyed dark pink, she looked like a darker, trashier
version of a fucked up Miley Cyrus.

   She twirled around once, giving us all the full view of her naked body.
Mom was mesmerized by the sight of the girl, giving me no resistance, when
I grabbed her nipple from underneath the blouse and pulled it out of its
silken prison, exposing her whole tit completely.  I was caressing her big
saggy tit with my hand as we both watched two big muscular black guys
wearing leather masks approach her from her either side.  They were both
packing huge meat sticks, both thicker than the legs of the tiny woman. 
They approached her from either side and started fondling her entire body
roughly, mauling her small A-cup tits, stretching and twisting her various
piercings.  The girl had her arms up in the air, letting all this happen to
her without protest and also revealing a chain of ring piercings under both
of her bare-shaven armpits.

   I was practically kneading mom's free breast with my hand and making out
with her viciously, taking only small breaks to have a sip of our drinks
and checking up on the star girl.  After the two black men had brought her
to her first orgasm using their fingers, they moved onto the next stage of
the show.  One grabbed her hands in his either hands while the other did
the same with her two feet.  Thus, she was suspended midair, in between the
two men, her torso completely horizontal and face facing up towards the
ceiling.  First, they put their huge black dicks on top of her, giving the
audience a good comparison of the size of their dicks in respect to the
petit woman's body.  I remember mom gasping lightly as she saw the two
massive dicks on top of the small woman, each more than half the length of
the woman's torso.  "Oh God!  They are going to tear that poor girl apart."
she said, her eyes wide in horror.  I hiked mom's saree up to her crotch
and before she could respond, reached inside and grabbed her panty covered
pussy.  Doing that, I found that her panties were totally drenched.  I
smiled wide and looked up at mom, she had hidden her face behind her hands
again.  I pulled her hands aside, briefly kissed her quivering lips again
and said, "I am so glad you are enjoying yourself mother.  Now just relax
and watch the show." as I resumed working on her tit and cunt with my
fingers again.

   The two men had lined up their dicks with her mouth and cunt, being
suspended as she was, there wasn't much room for movement in her part but
she did open her mouth as far wide as she could, trying to make it easy for
the man at her mouth to ravage her throat.  They entered her together in
one go.  There was a collective gasp from the audience, as the bulge
created by the huge cocks in that small body was immediately apparent,
especially the one in her throat, which seemed to have increased to double
its size.  I entered my mother's hairy furnace with two of my fingers, her
sweet and steaming pussy was convulsing around them, squeezing them like a
vice, god she was tight, tighter than I ever imagined she could be.  While
she looked at the two men using that small petit woman's body like a
cock-sleeve, completely aghast, I massaged her starving cunt, feeling
around and inside that burning love-hole.  I could feel a long fleshy
protrusion springing against my stirring fingers at the top of her
phenomenal cunt.  "That must be her clit." I thought, startled at the sheer
length of her clitoris.  That little bugger must have been more than 3cm
long!  She came soon enough, her head flying back as she did, gushing all
over my hand.  I licked my finger, tasting her salty juices, as my own hard
cock ached for its long awaited release.  "All in due time." I thought as I
leaned over my mother for another kiss bringing her back to the present.

   She came back, to her son's hand in her pussy and his tongue inside her
mouth.  she responded without care now, seemingly no longer worried about
appearances.  I withdrew my tongue from her suckling mouth and smiled at
her disheveled face.  "Look mom," I said, as I pointed her head back
towards the stage.  The two men were busy pounding away at the tiny woman's
body, unconcerned, that their combined length had probably split her
entirely into two.  The woman had seemingly passed out, her suspended body
now limp and floppy in between the cock of her ravagers.  After thoroughly
filling her body with their cum, they threw what was left of her onto the
heavy wooden chair behind them.  Securing the bolts and cuffs, they started
connecting wires to the various piercings all over the woman's body,
running a single, naked copper wires through the chains of rings under her
armpits.  They then connected an electrical cord out of the chair to an
ancient looking electrical device, with a dial display and a knob.

   Looking at my mom, I couldn't help but smirk; utter horror shadowed her
pretty face, yet her hands were busy, working furiously on her freakishly
long clit where I had previously stopped.  The woman woke up screaming, as
the first jolt of electricity ran through her body, her scream
reverberating through the hall as her body jolted under the rusty iron
shackles.  The first shock was withdrawn in five seconds.  We saw her head
come up a moment before the second shock, the wide smile on her wired-up
face was unmistakable before it was thrown back for more convulsions and
agonized screams.  They kept increasing the duration of the subsequent
shocks, electrocuting the girl for longer and longer as time went on. 
After ten minutes of this, they let the electricity run for three whole
minutes, her body jerking around madly, almost in sync with the rapid EDM
music in the background.  During that stretch, the piercings got hot and
started singing her skin, letting off a somewhat smoky smell, which managed
to reach all the way to the back, where the booths were.  They stopped
electrocuting the poor woman only when, at the end of three minutes, her
elongated right nipple exploded with a slight 'pop' seeing which, mom came
in another thundering orgasm, drenching the entire seat and floor below in
her piss and a huge squirt of cum.

   As they carried the limp smoking woman away, the server who had been
serving us the entire evening came up to our table.  Mom was lying down on
the couch, her body spent due to the multiple massive orgasms she had.  "I
trust the meal was satisfactory, sir" said the impeccably dressed man,
"Madame seems to have enjoyed the show." He said looking down at my mom
lying in a puddle of her own cum and piss, one of her huge tits hanging out
of her blouse.  I smiled and said, "Everything was more than satisfactory,
the entertainment in particular..." I added, "Was exquisite." "Glad to hear
it sir, here," he said, putting a shiny metallic object on the table, "a
complimentary gift from club marionette, we do hope to have the pleasure of
your company in future as well." Looking closer at it, it was a chrome
colored nipple clamp with the insignia of club marionette engraved on it.
Mom was staring quietly at the waiter, her head down on the couch, unable
to see what he had just placed on the table.  "Why, that's adorable." I
said, "Can you help me out here and put it on her?  As you can see, she is
a bit...  indisposed presently." I said, smirking, as mom hid her face back
in the cushion.  "Certainly sir", said the server, reaching over to her
exposed breast, he pulled the nipple towards him, eliciting a long moan
from mom and then secured the clamp right at the base of the nipple, tight
enough to make her groan at the end.

   After giving him a big tip for his services, we went out, the small
drizzle had turned into a heavy shower by now, seemingly washing away all
the trash collected over the past seasons.  Mom was a bit tipsy from all
the drinks, where as I hadn't been drinking as much, my attention being
focused on mom and the show.  As I drove back home, I told her not to cover
up her one exposed and clamped breast.  She complied without a single word,
giving flashes of her huge tit to the few other drivers passing us by on
the road.  It was almost 11 in the night when we finally reached home. 
Both of us horny beyond our wildest dreams.

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