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This is a story about a beautiful young mother trained to be the sex
slave and breed slave by her own thirteen and twelve-year-old sons.
Please continue reading ONLY IF YOU'RE ABOVE 18 YEARS OLD and reading
this story does not break any kind of law in your
community/city/state/country. Thanks. :-}
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SEX SLAVE MOTHER(1/10)
written by
Anonymous
(edited by King)
Chapter 1: Young Mother in Bondage
Mark King and his younger brother Tommy worked in the garage for
a couple of hours, getting it ready, talking about what they were
going to do to their mother, keeping their excitement at a high pitch.
Their cocks stayed very hard as they work. What they have been
planning for weeks now were some unthinkable and unspeakable acts with
and to their own mother. Tomorrow their Easter vacation starts, they
figure out a week should be plenty of time to accomplish their
objective.
"Now, let's get our mother out here Tommy."
Tommy opened the door of the garage peeking into the Kitchen.
"Mom, Mark wants you in the garage."
Susan king, Mark and Tommy's mother was a tall willowy blond. In
her early thirties, she had lost none of her good looks. In fact, She
is exceptionally beautiful. If not for her sexy voluptuous body, she
could be one of the world's most beautiful models that grace the
covers of the current popular women's magazines. However, with her
drop dead good looks, her high tilt breasts and a measurement of
38-24-36, she looks more like the centerfolds of Playboy and Penthouse
magazines. With her golden blond hair swung about her shoulders,
glittering from constant brushing, she looks like a twenty-year-old
from afar instead a thirty-one-year-old mature young mother of two
purparty boys. Widowed for the pass two years, she almost never dates,
now she lived only for her two young sons. With the income from her
husband's life insurance, she didn't have to work. She stays at home
and concentrate on taking care of her boys. However, Susan had a hard
time with her two young sons. They refused to obey her, running wild
around the neighborhood. She was afraid they would get into serious
trouble some day. She had no control over them anymore, not since
losing their father. Maybe she shouldn't spoil them so much by gave
into their every demand she thought. Nevertheless, I love them so
much. They are my life!
Tommy watched his mother's dress swirled about her slim legs in a
most attractive manner. Her tits, still firm with up tilted nipples,
strained at the bodice of her low cut sundress made Tommy's cock
became even harder.
Susan entered the garage, seeing Tommy's face just before he let
the door close. Susan felt apprehensive. Immediately they shoved a
looped rope over her hand. Susan gave a cry of surprise. They looped
another rope on her other wrist before she could recover, and they
pulled her hands behind her back.
"What are you doing?" she snapped, struggling.
Susan's arms ached as her sons pulled her hands behind her and
upwards. They pulled her backwards, and her arms were tied to the wall
of the garage.
"Turn me loose, now! The two of you are going to get into serious
trouble."
Susan struggled, but the more she writhed, the more pain she felt
in her shoulders. She stamped her feet in frustrated anger, glaring at
her sons.
Tommy and Mark stood back, looking at their mother as she twisted.
The look in their young eyes was frightening to her. How could she
allow two young boys tie her up? Mark was only thirteen years old
and Tommy has just turned twelve. Tommy and Mark were too young for
this, Susan thought, wondering where and how they had gotten such
ideas.
"Let's take off her panties." Tommy said. " Let's see her cunt. I
wanna see if she's really hairy on her cunt."
"Tommy!" Susan snapped.
"Aw, Mom," Mark said. "You might as well shut up. We ain't gonna
let you loose for a while. We are gonna have some fun with you first."
Susan saw that his cock was standing up hard. So was Tommy's
cock. They were excited, she realized. None of her threats had
affected them. She was helpless.
"Please," she said, thinking perhaps that pleading would help. "
Please, untie me. I'm your mother. We'll forget this if you'll untie
me now. My arms hurt."
"We gotta see your cunt first, Mom," Mark said.
"Don't say that!" Susan whimpered. "Don't say those words! I'm
your mother!"
"We can say any fucking thing we wanna say." Tommy said.
"And we see any fucking thing we wanna see." Mark replied,
stroking his throbbing cock though his pants.
As they approached her, Susan struggled tried to keep them from
grabbing her feet, but they were fast. Her sons looped ropes about her
ankles, then pulled her feet apart, very wide. The ropes at her ankles
were secured to the wall of the garage. The boys work together, until
their mother spread-eagled against the wall. Susan felt so humiliated
to be tied up this way. Tears were in her eyes.
"Lift her dress,' Mark said, lets see Mom's panties."
"Don't?" Susan said quickly. "Don't you dare?"
On seeing the expression on her sons faces, Susan softens her
voice and pleaded, "You shouldn't be doing this to your own mother,
It's not nice. Let me go now, and I won't ever say anything about
this, never."
"It's too late, Mom, raise her fucking dress, Tommy."
"Oh, Gods . . . please!"
Susan began to sob softly as Tommy grabbed the hem of his
mother's dress, lifting it up, exposing her long, slim, creamy thighs.
Their mother's sexy body shook as tears streamed from her beautiful
blue eyes. Susan felt the hot flush of shame come over her cheeks, and
she turned her head to one side, as if trying to hide her shame from
her sons eyes.
They gazed at their mother's creamy thighs, seeing them stretched
wide. Tommy lifted his mother's dress higher. And his eyes went wide
as her lace panties were exposed.
Susan wished she had worn another pair, not the tiny, flimsy lace
bikini one that hugged her round ass tightly. They could see the
shadow of her cunt hair, formed in a lovely triangle, through the thin
panties. The crotch was pulled tight, and her blond pubic hair curled
from the edges of it.
"Looked at her cunt!" Tommy gasped. "She's sure got lots of
funking golden hair on it. Our mother is a real blond."
Tommy was more excited now. "Let's take her dress off. I wanna
see everything."
"Yeah, let's do that!"
"Oh, please don't," Susan sobbed. "You've seen enough! Don't take
my dress off."
Tommy got a knife and opened the top of his mother's dress,
slicing downward. Her dress torn all the way down the front, it hung
open, her bra showing, almost overflowing with her creamy tits. Susan
felt naked before her sons eyes. Waves upon waves of shameful red
color flush hotter than ever to her beautiful face.
Tommy pulled the ruined dress from his mother's body. He stood
back with Mark, both of them staring at their mother only in bras and
panties. Their eyes glowed with awed excitement. Their cocks stood up
in throbbing hardness, quivering sticking out of their open zippers.
Susan glanced at her sons, and through the blur of her tears, she
could not help but see their hard cocks, surprisingly long and thick
for their young ages. A lurch went through her, a burning sensation.
Her mind cried out at what was happening to her. Her cunt, she
realized, was getting wet! Her cunt never get wet without being
touched!
"She's pretty!" Mark said in a low voice.
"Beautiful, you mean, " Tommy corrected, looking at their
mother's almost nude sexy body while gripping his cock hard
"I think Mom is much better looking and even sexier then all of
those Playboy's centerfolds you hang in you room put together, bro."
Tommy commented to his older brother.
"I agree with you there 100%!" Mark replied.
Susan wanted to scream, to get free. She twisted and turned. Not
knowing that her movements turned her young sons on and made them even
more excited.
Mark came closer, and she felt him running his hand over her
large lustrous creamy tits. She whimpered as he squeezed one, then the
other soft yet firm tits. Tommy had stepped to her side, and she felt
his nervous hand moving along her smooth flat stomach, then it was
between her legs, moving back and forth. Susan felt her cunt twitches,
sucking inward as her younger son's palm rubbed the growing wetness.
"Let's get her naked," Mark said, his voice sounding husky.
"Let's take everything off our mother."
They worked feverishly, their hands shaking, removing their
mother's bras and then cutting their mother's panties off.
Susan felt so ashamed as she became naked before her young sons'
eyes. Her creamy full tits strained out, nipples were hard and arching
upwards.
She whimpered when her sons began to feel her naked tits. They
massaging and squeezing her firm white flesh. She felt a sharp pain
when her pink nipples were pinched and twisted. She felt wet heat on
one nipple, then she turned to look down. Tommy was sucking at her
tit, sucking vigorously, his tongue swirling as his lips pulled at his
own mother's hard pink nipple.
Mark was watching his brother sucking their mother' tit, and then
he, too, began to suck on the other one. They felt their mother's
nipples begin to throb and getting harder and longer in their sucking
mouths. Susan felt the hardness of their cocks pressing against her
thighs, throbbing and dripping, leaving a wet spot on each shapely
thigh near her hips.
"Please, please." She begged. "Don't do this to me! I'm your
mother! You can't do this to your own mother . . . it's not right!"
She felt hands on her naked ass cheeks, hands that stroked and
squeezed their creamy softness. They kept sucking at her creamy tits,
using their teeth now, biting hard on her expanded and elongated rock
hard nipples, making their mother cries out in pain. They began to
pinch the smooth cheeks of her ass cheeks brutally. Fingers pulled at
the hair of her cunt, sending a searing pain through her crotch. She
twisted and wiggled, but the ropes held her secure in the obscene
spread-eagled position.
Mark and Tommy pulled back, looking at their mother's creamy
quivering tits with pure lust in their young eyes. Susan watched them
step back, then squat down. They looked up between their mother's wide
spread legs. Shame flooded Susan's face, open from the way her legs
were stretched she knew her young sons were looking directly at her
obscenely displayed pussy.
Mark and Tommy saw the pink lips of their mother's cunt slightly
opened like two rose petals fresh with morning dew, covered with fine
silky golden pussy hair. The young brothers also saw her slightly
swollen clit peeking out from its protective hood like a little shy
unopen flower bud. Their mother's cunt was the most beautiful thing
they have ever saw in their young lives. Mark can't resist and slip
his hand to his mother's beautiful blond pussy and cup it, squeezing
with a finger almost inside.
Susan shook, her hips jerking back.
"Don't?" she snapped. "Don't do that!"
Mark laughed. "Why the fuck not. Mom? What are you gonna do to me
-- spank me?"
He thrust his finger into his mother's cunt.
"Ohhh, damn you!" Susan shouted "Damn you! Damn you!"
Mark began to plunge his finger in and out of his mother's cunt,
and to Susan's horror, she was becoming wet. She tried to will her
cunt to stop, but the more her son's finger thrust into her. the
wetter she became.
There was tingle in her cunt that she had never felt before when
having sex with her husband in all their fourteen years of marriage.
Yet, the mere touch of her thirteen-year-old son's finger in her cunt
could induce such incredible feelings in her cunt was unbelievable.
Susan thought if her son kept finger fucking her, she would come.
"Let me do it," she heard Tommy say.
Mark pulled his finger out, coated with his mother's cunt juice,
he than put his moist finger in his mouth to taste his own mother's
vaginal secretions.
"Wow, Mom's cunt juice surely tasty" as if to prove his point, he
proceed to lick his finger until it's clean of his own mother's cunt
juice. Susan felt her younger son shoves his finger in her cunt a few
times and then also brings his cunt juice coated finger to his mouth,
"you are so right Mark, Mom's cunt sure is tasty, butter then honey."
Tommy said. They were taking turns finger fucking their mother's cunt.
The insides of Susan's thighs were slippery with her cunt juice as her
sons switched fingers.
Susan felt so ashamed and her beautiful face turned all red as
she heard her sons smacking their lips as they suck her cunt juice off
their fingers and commented on how tasty her cunt juices were. She
could not resist looking down her naked body, watching them. They were
so absorbed in staring at her cunt and watching their fingers fuck
her, and than bring their cunt juice coated fingers to their mouths,
they didn't look up. Susan could see their cocks, thick and long and
very hard, pre come seeping from their piss holes. A shiver rippled up
and down her spine, and her cunt seemed to steam.
She could hear them breathing faster and she began to hope it
would end soon. Maybe, she told herself, they would come fast, then
untie her. "Could they come, can a twelve-year-old boy come" she
wondered? They were very young, and she didn't know at what age her
boys started to come.
Susan began to whimper softly. There was that familiar tingle in
her cunt, and she could feel her clit swelling, distending into
throbbing hardness. She choked back a squeal, not wanting to come, not
wanting her sons to know that their mother was going to have an orgasm
from what they were doing to her. Nevertheless, she couldn't prevent
it. Her hips were thrusting now, moving back and forth, grinding
within the limits of the ropes.
Susan clamped her mouth tight, her bottom lip between her teeth.
She came.
"Hey, look at what Mom's cunt is doing!" Tommy said with
excitement.
"She's coming. Tommy!" Mark exclaimed. " Hey, we're making Mom
come!"
Mark plunged his finger in and out of his mother's cunt faster
and faster, feeling it suck and squeeze it. Her clit was throbbing
visibly, and Susan was crying with shame, yet with ecstasy, too. Her
cunt had betrayed her, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Her face was flaming with shame, and her hips thrust back and forth,
fucking on her oldest son's finger.
"Look at Mom come!" Tommy shouted, gripping a cheek of his
mother's
tightening ass. "She's really coming!"
"Mom's fucking cunt is about to squeeze my finger off." Mark said.
" Look how wet mother's fucking cunt is!"
The orgasm increased, and Susan cried out as she began to come a
second time. What's happening to me? I have never come like this
before! Susan thought to herself.
" I gotta . . . gotta come, too!" Tommy shouted, gripping his
cock in one tight fist and his mother's creamy soft ass cheek with the
other.
Tommy shoved the head of cock to his mother's thigh and Susan felt
the hot, bubbling come juice of her twelve-year-old son spurt over her
smooth flesh. It seemed to scald her leg, and her orgasm increased
suddenly. She shot her hips forward, crying out again with unwanted
ecstasy.
" I'm coming on mother's fucking leg!" Tommy shouted, pumping
frantically on his cock.
Mark grunted, and his cock spewed suddenly on the garage floor
between his mother's wide spread feet, his finger still stabbing into
his mother wet, hairy cunt.
She was wondering that her young sons could come, now. She
got her answer. But she could never imagine that their penis could
eject so much sperm from their young balls at only thirteen and twelve
years of age!
Susan, still spread-eagled, looked at her sons. They sat on the
floor, looking at her, cocks dangling between their legs. She felt
drying come juice still running down her thigh, and her cunt seemed to
keep pulsating. Susan had never come like this before in her entire
life, in fact, she never had an orgasm during sex with her husband or
any other man. The only times that she had ever come was when she
masturbates herself, even than it was only rarely that she achieved
orgasm. She didn't know what's happening to her. Susan was so
confused. Her mind was in turmoil. She ought to be mad at her young
sons, but she seemed still in a state of shock and didn't know what to
do. The ropes were cutting into her wrists and making her hands numb.
"Untie me now, please, "she said quietly.
"You won't spank us, Mom?" Tommy asked. "No, I promise, " Susan
whispered.
Mark and Tommy got to their feet and began to untie their mother.
More to come!
Chapter 2: Mother raped by her sons
Chapter 3: Mother trained to be her sons' sex slave
Chapter 4: Mother needed more training
Chapter 5: Mother's toilet training
Chapter 6: Mother pierced, and ringed by her sons
Chapter 7: Mother pregnanted by her own son
Chapter 8: Mother's incest group orgy
Chapter 9: Mother married to her own sons
Chapter 10: Next generation--Mother's little helpers
Some chapters are being rewritten. Some are yet to be written.
Suggestions and comments are welcome.
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