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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


     Thirteen-year-old Mark King and his twelve-year-old younger
brother Tommy have worked in their garage tirelessly for the last
couple of hours trying to get everything ready. While they hung ropes
and installed pulleys in the overhead beam of the garage, they talked
constantly about what they were going to do to their mother thus
keeping their sexual excitement at a high pitch constantly. Their
young cocks stayed very hard and firm all this time. What they have
been planning for weeks now were some of the most unimaginably
depraved and unspeakably obscene acts to their own mother. Tomorrow
their Easter vacation starts, they figure out a week without school
should be plenty of time to accomplish their objective. 
     "Now, let's get our lovely 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 blonde woman in
her early thirties. She had lost none of her good looks, in fact, the
young blonde mother was 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 fashion
magazines. However, with her drop dead good looks, her high tilt full
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 she's only in her early twenties instead of a
thirty-two-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. She was totally devoted to them. 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 ample 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, she felt a little apprehensive when she
saw the lust in Tommy's eyes just before he let the door close.
Immediately Tommy and Mark shoved a looped rope over their mother's
right 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. What are they going to do to her? It
must be carnal by the way they looked at her with pure unadulterated
lust in their young eyes. Tommy and Mark were too young for this, they
were just little kids Susan thought, wondering where and how they had
gotten such ideas.
     "Let's take off Mom's 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 with only bras
and panties on her sexy body. 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's 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 of precome 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 blonde pubic 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
proceeded  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.
	Susan was wondering a moment ago that her young sons could
come at such young age, now she got her answer. But she could never
imagine that their young 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 on pulsating. Susan had never come like this before in her entire
life. As matter of 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.
Her brain seemed to be numb as well. 
    "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.
 	Every inch of her sexy creamy nude body seemed to blush when
she walked nakedly from the garage, feeling her young sons lustful
eyes on her bouncing white ass cheeks. Just before Susan stepped into
the house with the garage door closing behind her, she heard Mark
called out to her. "Mom, we gonna play this game again soon!"



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 tattooed, pierced, and ringed by her sons
Chapter  7: Mother impregnated by her own sons
Chapter  8: Mother's incest group orgy
Chapter  9: Mother married to her own sons
Chapter 10: Mother's little helpers-The nex generation

Chapter 6 is almost complete. Just needs some minor rewrites. It'll be
posted in the next week or two.  Chapter 7 to 10 are yet to be
written. I'll try to finish this series in the next few months. Feel
free to repost this story or E-mail to your friends. Please make
comments and suggestion to the NG the story is posted. (No E-mail
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