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Home Improvement: Jill's Revenge - 1
by FDLover (no address provided)

***

From the old "Home Improvement" television series. Jill 
takes charge of her sons. This is a follow-up to the 
Home Improvement story that was published in the TV, 
Sitcom & Movie Archive, where Jill is drugged then 
raped by her son Randy. (Fm, ped, nc, inc, oral bd, 
TV-parody)

***

In the days following Randy's attack, he and his mom had 
not said anything to each other. Every time they passed 
Randy simply smirked, which made Jill even madder. 
Certainly neither had told Tim of the incident. Slowly, 
a plan formed in Jill's mind: she would have her revenge 
and teach Randy a lesson at the same time!

The following Saturday Tim took Mark to a symphony which 
would last several hours. He hadn't wanted to, but some 
expert rubbing of his cock and a killer blow-job by Jill 
had reduced him to her slave. As long as her technique 
didn't fail her, Jill could always make Tim do anything 
she wanted. As she watched Tim and Mark pull out of the 
driveway, she locked the glass back door. Jill then 
preceded to Randy's room.

As she had previously arranged, Brad was there. She 
knocked on the door and spoke to Randy for the first 
time in days.

"Randy, we need to talk about what happened the other 
morning."

"Sure mom," was Randy's confident response, "are you 
looking for some more lovin' from your young and hot 
son?"

"Not exactly Randy, I had something else in mind."

With that, she nodded to Brad who grabbed Randy from 
behind, pinning his small arms to his side. Jill then 
produced a pair on handcuffs from behind her back and 
clamped Randy's hands together. Next she grabbed one of 
three pieces of rope she had hidden in Randy's room 
earlier in the day. Randy was making the mistake of 
concentrating on getting out of Brad's grasp, instead on 
what his mother was doing. 

Jill used the first piece of rope to tie Randy's feet 
together. Now that he was completely immobilized, Brad 
threw him on the bed and held him there. Jill had tied 
the second piece of rope to the headboard and now tried 
to move Randy's arms up so that she could secure the 
handcuffs to the rope, but Randy was proving 
surprisingly strong. She struggled to push his arms.

"Let me help, mom," Brad said.

With that, he drove his fist into Randy's stomach, 
completely knocking the wind out of the younger boy. As 
Randy gasped for air, Jill secured his hands. She next 
moved to the base of the bed and untied Randy's feet. 
She had thought that this part of her plan might be a 
problem. But, thanks to Brad, Randy was in no shape to 
fight back. She used the rope that had been around his 
feet to secure his left ankle to one of the feet of the 
bed, then a third piece of rope to secure the right 
ankle to the other.

Jill stepped back to admire her handiwork. Randy was 
helpless with his arms tied and handcuffed above him, 
while his legs were tied spread-eagled to the bed. By 
now Randy had re-gained his breath and was beginning to 
realize his predicament.

"Dad, help, mom's gone crazy!"

"Your father isn't home, I sent him out with Mark. 
They'll be gone for hooouuurrrsss." She deliberately 
strung out the word "hours" so that Randy would know how 
much there was in store for him.

"Brad, you set me up! You bastard!," Randy accused.

Brad simply shrugged his shoulders.

"Hey mom gave me twenty bucks! What did you ever do but 
get me in trouble?"

With that Jill turned to her older son, "Brad why don't 
you take Jennifer out tonight? Stay gone for a good long 
time, I've got plenty of work to do here! And bolt the 
front door, Randy and I need our privacy."

"OK, mom," and with that Brad was gone.

Jill retrieved a pair of scissors from the desk and 
began cutting off Randy's shirt. When she was finished, 
she removed his shoes then cut off his socks and pants.

"I hate to ruin good clothes like this, but I think the 
lesson you learn will be worth it."

"Please mom," begged Randy, "I've learned my lesson, 
I'll never rape you again. Or look at you naked in your 
bedroom through the peep-hole I drilled!"

Immediately, Randy knew he had said too much. Jill's 
eyes became very wide as she looked at the wall that 
joined her and Tim's bedroom to Randy's. She moved a 
picture and saw the tiny hole that allowed her son to 
spy on her most private moments.

"Well, aren't you the clever one!"

"It's only because you're so beautiful, mom!"

"That's nice of you to say Randy," with that Jill leaned 
down and gave her son a deep kiss.

As he felt his mom's tongue playing with his, Randy was 
sure that not only had he escaped whatever punishment 
Jill had planed, but that he was going to get to fuck 
her again! He was wrong.

Jill broke off the kiss and glanced down at her son's 
underwear. 

The kiss had had its desired effect: Randy was stiff as 
a board! Jill quickly used the scissors to cut off his 
briefs and shoved a Binford extra-large washer on her 
son's cock. The washer was the perfect size: it slid 
almost to the bottom of his penis and stuck there. Jill 
knew what she was doing, the constant pressure at the 
bottom of his dick would both keep Randy hard, and also 
would prevent him from cumming. 

Each time he attempted to orgasm, the pain and 
frustration would increase, and Jill intended to tease 
him to cumming many times today! Her final task in this 
first stage was to tie a piece of string around Randy's 
balls, this would keep them together and immobile: since 
she had plans for those balls!

"Now then Randy, so you like to look at your mother's 
body huh? Well how about these?" In one smooth motion, 
she had pulled off her sweatshirt, to show that she 
wasn't wearing a bra. Randy stared at his mom's tits, 
mesmerized.

"Mom, they're beautiful."

Jill cupped her left breast and leaned down to Randy's 
face. His head came up and his mouth opened to grasp her 
nipple, but she teasingly pulled it away. She did this 
several times, increasing his frustration.

"Please mom, let me have just a little taste!"

"OK, I guess so." Jill bent completely over and let 
Randy get his whole mouth on her boob. As he was 
suckling away like a baby, she grabbed his balls and 
began playing with them. Almost at once, Randy could 
sense his orgasm approaching.

"Yes mom, that feels great! Yes! Yes! Oh, here I cum!"

But instead of the pleasure that this had always brought 
him, an intense pain came from his cock! It was like 
having to pee, and not being able to. His lower body 
jerked in a spasm.

As soon as Randy had announced that he was going to cum, 
Jill had pulled away her breast and stood back to watch 
the show. She smiled wickedly as Randy's initial 
pleasure turned into confusion and then to pain.

"Oh god, what's happening? It hurts!"

"What's the matter, lover-boy? Isn't everything in 
working order?"

"Please mom, make it stop..."

"Don't worry, it'll stop in a minute."

After a few moments, the pain and spasms quit. Randy's 
eyes slowly began to focus again, and when they did he 
saw Jill with her face right next to his.

"Would you like to know what I've done, Romeo? That 
washer on the base of your little prick will not only 
keep you hard, but constricts you enough that nothing 
can get out. From now on when you try to cum, it'll back 
up in there and you just felt the results of that..."

Jill's evil grin told Randy that he was in for a long 
afternoon!

"OK Randy, let's start again..."

"No mom, please no. I'll do anything you ask."

"Look at my beautiful breasts, go ahead and suck on them 
some more." Jill was now talking in her most sexy voice, 
the one that always told Tim that she was going to get 
her way. Randy had his eyes closed, trying to ignore the 
pounding in his loins. He felt soft skin on either side 
of his face and opened his eyes just in time to be 
smothered by Jill's tits. Randy's cock began to pound 
again and he felt the pain start.

"Stop, stop, NNNNOOOO!" Randy's body arched upward as 
much as it could. When the pain finally began to fade, 
his body lay tired and he felt sweat breaking out on his 
forehead.

"Oh, my poor boy. Does his little prick hurt? Wouldn't 
he like to spit that nasty sperm out? Maybe this will 
help." Jill then turned around and pulled down the sweat 
pants that she was wearing. She then began to shake her 
bare ass in Randy's face. He tried to look away, to 
close his eyes, but he couldn't. Jill had him hooked, 
and she knew it! She continued to gyrate her buns while 
talking to Randy.

"Does my horny little boy like what he sees? Wouldn't 
you like to stick your little prick in mommy's pussy? 
Well here it is!" Jill backed her butt up against 
Randy's face, so that he could smell her. This caused 
Randy to attempt his third orgasm of the afternoon.

"OWWWWW! God it hurts!" Tears were beginning to form in 
Randy's eyes as his entire lower body felt like it was 
on fire.

"You mean like it hurts being raped, like this...." Jill 
then reached down to Randy's captive balls and squeezed 
them in her strong hands. The pain was tremendous, and 
Randy lost consciousness.

When Randy woke up, his mom was naked and straddling his 
bare chest.

"Glad you're back with me, stud. It's time to continue 
the lesson." Jill then reached back to the head of 
Randy's cock and began flicking the tender underside 
with her fingers. Randy felt the pain begin again and 
began to moan, he knew he would passing out again soon. 
His breath became ragged and his body started to go limp 
again. Suddenly his mom stopped and stared into his 
eyes.

"Have you had enough, Randy? Are you sorry for the pain 
you caused?"

"Yes! Yes! I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Please let me 
go!"

"All right, I'll let you go on one condition. You have 
to prove to me that you're willing to make up for your 
attack."

"Anything, I'll do anything you want. Just make this 
hurting go away."

Jill smiled lustfully. She could now make Randy do 
anything that pleased her, and she knew exactly what 
that would be. For years she had been trying to get Tim 
to pleasure her in a certain way, but some things were 
too disgusting even for the tool man! But her young son 
was helplessly in her control and didn't have a choice! 
She raised herself off his chest and turned around. Then 
Jill backed up until her rear was hovering over Randy's 
face.

"I'm going to lower my butt now Randy. I want you to 
stick your tongue up my asshole and lick it good!"

"I can't mom, that's sick. It'll taste like crap."

Jill had been prepared for this response, it was the one 
she heard from Tim every time she approached him on the 
subject. But this time was different. She had her son's 
balls tied up and she could do a lot of "convincing" 
with them!

"OK Randy, you obviously aren't sorry enough for what 
you did, so we'll just continue your lessons." She then 
grabbed his balls and began rubbing them between her 
hands. As the friction increased, Randy's balls began to 
get very hot.

"Mom, you're burning me up! Stop!"

Jill ignored his protests and continued her rubbing 
until the heat being generated by his testicles was 
almost scorching her hands.

"All right, all right, I'll lick it, just stop... 
please."

Jill felt the excitement coarse through her body as she 
lowered her ample ass onto her helpless victim's face! 
She waited for a few seconds and when nothing happened, 
grabbed Randy's cock head and began twisting. Suddenly 
bolts of electricity shot through her as she felt 
Randy's tongue licking around her puckered hole. He was 
playing around the outside. But she wanted more, much 
more!

"All the way up inside, sweetie!" When this command went 
unheeded, she decided that a more direct course of 
action was needed. She pushed down on her rear so that 
it formed a tight seal over Randy's mouth and nose. Her 
butt was big enough to completely cut off his air 
supply.

"If you want to breath, you'll have to pleasure mommy's 
butt hole."

Randy tried everything to clear his face, he moved from 
side-to-side as much as his bondage allowed, then tried 
raising his head. But Jill's large bottom was able to 
trap her son no matter what he tried. Finally she felt 
the tongue travel inside her hole. Jill decided that 
Randy didn't need to be let off the hook yet, so she 
kept him covered. 

As his air began to run out, Randy's tongue became more 
creative and worked harder against his mom's rectum. 
Finally, Jill felt her orgasm burst upon her, and 
clenched her butt cheeks tight around her son's 
unwilling tongue. As her thrill subsided she raised her 
rear off Randy, just in time for him to begin breathing 
again.

Jill leaned down and gave her nearly unconscious son a 
full mouth kiss. She could taste her own pussy and butt 
juices on Randy's tongue, and licked it all off. She 
then walked to her bedroom and grabbed the Polaroid 
camera. With Randy still trying to catch breaths, Jill 
aimed the lens at the bed and snapped two pictures of 
her son. Randy instantly became awake.

"What are you doing, mom? What are you going to do with 
those pictures?"

"Well Randy, that depends on you. From now on, you're 
going to be a model son. You'll do anything I ask, 
whenever I ask it. If you don't, these pictures will 
find their way into your friends hands! Do I make myself 
clear?"

"Yes mom, whatever you say." Randy was totally defeated, 
and they both knew it. Jill smiled down at her now meek 
son, knowing that he would be her virtual slave from now 
on!

"And from time-to-time, I'll make sure that we're alone, 
so that you can show me how much you worship my butt. 
You can start right now: kiss my ass, Randy!"

As she leaned her behind over to her trapped son's face 
he raised his head and kissed his mom's rear. Jill 
sighed with contentment, Tim was fine, but now she had a 
second lover which could deny her nothing! Life was 
good!

To be continued in part 2...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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