Making my Mom my Slave

by DavidHogIntroduction:

David, now shifts his focus on coercing his sweet but sexy Mom, Kendra, to become his sex slave in a similar manner to what he did to his Sister Kayleigh.

This is a continuation of the "Playing Dare with Sis" and "Training my Sister Kayleigh" Stories. While I suppose this story can be a stand alone, character development as well as certain terminology will definitely be better understood if the previous series are read first. Eventually both stories will loop together as well.

This spin off will revolve around David, who now shifts his focus on coercing his sweet but sexy Mom, Kendra, to become his sex slave in a similar manner to what he did to his Sister Kayleigh. Each sequel after Part 1 will also provide a narration of what is going on in Kendra's mind as the process unfolds.

DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18.

DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, sex slavery, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain "comic book" style. Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

Enjoy! Please leave comments on what you want to see next as much of the following chapter is a work in progress. Cheers

Part 1

I poured out some wine for my Mother while preparing for the next step of my plan. I checked the online site to make sure that my voyeur fan club had a good view of what was going on. While my mom was unpacking from her long trip, I had taken some spy camera's that Johnny had lent me and set them up in the living room where I planned to enact the first part of my plan.

I checked my phone and was satisfied with the view that was set up. The chat was popping with excitement. The sheer number of participants watching the stream and their "enthusiasm" about what was going to happen tonight between my mother and I brought a smile to my face.

Just as I had led my Sister Kayleigh into a life of sex slavery, I was now planning to do the same with my sexy Mom. Unlike my Sister, my Mom had done nothing but show me unconditional love throughout my life. She was a great Mom to me growing up, giving me everything that I needed. And unlike my bitch of a sister, I actually appreciated it. I couldn't help but feel a tinge of guilt knowing what I planned to do.

Opposing this sense of guilt however was an overwhelming hyper-sexuality in me that had developed over my experience with my sister. Now that Kayleigh was broken and accepted her life as a sex slave, the focus of my sexual desire had transitioned to my Mother. More-so than just my out of control sex drive, was the desire for power. There was no greater feeling then taking a free woman and slowly leading her into becoming an obedient whore that does anything that her master asks for at a snap of a finger. Adding to my fuel was my growing online fandom. Of course, they pushed me further into depravity with their constant cheering and support. I truly loved the sense of providing my online fans with a chance to live out their voyeur fantasies.

I reached into my pocket and took a tab of "RelaXXXall" out. This was a powerful relaxant that was one of the medications we used on Kayleigh when we were training her to be the perfect slut for us.

I walked upstairs with the glass and met my Mom in her room. She was hanging some clothes up in the closet from her suitcase. I admired her figure from behind.

She was about 5'6" with a great figure. She had a wavy blonde hair, a golden tan complexion, and a naturally curvy figure with a relatively slim waist. She was definitely where Kayleigh got her good looks from.

She was still wearing a breezy pink summer dress which showed plenty of her juicy thighs from behind. I couldn't help but get a jolt in my loins as my eyes tracked up to her wide hips and luscious ass cheeks.

I walked in and put a smile on my face "Hey Mom, don't worry about that packing for tonight, you should take a load off and relax, you've had a long trip and a stressful few weeks!"

She turned to face me with a warm motherly smile on her face

"Oh Davey, when did you get so sweet!" She exclaimed "Oh and you brought me wine, quite the gentleman." She smiled

"Yeah Mom, I was thinking we should have a relaxing night in and catch up. Why don't you put those clothes down, take this wine into the bathroom and have a nice bath."

"Davey you don't have to tell me twice!" she smiled as she walked over and gave me a warm hug.

Of course all I could focus on was the feeling of her big soft breasts pressing into my chest as she hugged me. She took the glass of wine, thanked me again and walked into the bathroom to prep her warm bath.

I hurriedly scampered to my room and turned on my laptop. Back when we were worried that Kayleigh would actually go back to her normal life, Vlad and I had installed high tech spy cameras from Johnny's shop throughout the house so that we would still be able to spy on her. And of course, we made sure that the bathroom was covered from all angles. With a simple few clicks, I had the bathroom in front of me where my mom was preparing a bath. With another few clicks I made it so that the cameras were accessible to the online audience.

My gorgeous Mom bent over to turn the hot water on and was letting the tub fill. She grabbed a candle, lit it and put it on the side of the tub, beside her bottle of wine. She locked the door, and then the show began.

She swiftly undid her summer dress and stepped out of it. I admired her underwear clad body. My Mom was hot as fuck. She was curvier then Kayleigh. Her breasts were at least full D cups and looked amazing being held up by her lacy white bra. Her ass was equally curvy, with plenty of meat on her ass cheeks. Despite this it still seemed to defy gravity. My mom always did look after herself at the gym, and was fairly young to be a mother of two.

I looked down at the chat. The men watching were exclaiming at how hot my mom was and some variation of what they would do to her if given the chance. Many were thanking me ofcourse. I assured them that this was just the beginning.

I was rock hard. I had seen my Mom in bikini's, but nothing could prepare me for what I was about to see. My Mom quickly discarded of her Bra, setting free her big tits. She had nice succulent pink nipples. Her bare breasts looked amazing. They had some droop as expected with their size, but they had a bounce to them that only big natural tits would have.

She stepped out of her thong and walked to the tub. Her ass cheeks jiggled mesmerizingly with each step. I looked at the chat for a moment again, it seemed like the boys didn't know what they liked most, her back or her front side!

She dipped into the tub and sunk in. Her tits were still above water level so were fully exposed to the camera. She pulled out a magazine from beside the tub and started reading it. She took the glass of wine in her other hand and took a sip.

She looked quizzically at the glass of wine. I was in sheer panic, was she able to taste the drug? That bastard Johnny swore it was tasteless!

After what seemed like forever she simply shrugged and took another moderate sip. It wasn't long before I could see her body posture change. She seemingly went atonic and slumped deeper into the warm water. With each passing sip of wine she seemed to sink deeper into a relaxed sort of zen state. I'm sure she just thought that this was a combination of fatigue, a warm bath and some good wine. My viewers and I knew the truth though.

Within 20 minutes she had finished the wine, and has sunken into a quiet sense of ecstasy. I got up and walked into my Mom's room. I looked through her clothes and found what I was looking for. A small pink lingerie style robe that I had seen my mom wear around the house on more than one occasion. Even as a young kid the sight of her wearing this slinky robe around the house gave me a hard-on. I think it got so bad that my dad might have noticed and forbade her from wearing it!

I took it to the bathroom and hung it on the door knob.

"Hey Mom you doing ok in there?" I asked

"Ohh yeah Davie this bath is exactly what I needed" she said in a soft dreamy voice.

I laughed "Great Mom. I brought your robe for you to get into when you're done. Finish up soon silly and meet me downstairs for some more wine." I said cheerily

"Oh that sounds great honey, this wine is amazing I can hardly wait!"

"Ok come down in 5 then." I replied

I scampered downstairs and poured some wine out for both of us. I knew I didn't need to put any more drug in there, I didn't want her to overdose!

A few minutes later, my dick twinged as I saw my Mom saunter slowly down the stairs. Her light pink robe was tied tight across her waist, but still managed to show generous cleavage. Her long legs were on full display as she walked downstairs. My favorite part of this robe was how short it was, it only came a few inches below her ass cheeks.

She sat down on the couch beside me and accepted the full glass of wine I gave her. She was moving slowly, and her eyes were glazed. She looked very at ease. She smiled

"Davey I haven't worn this robe in a long long time." She giggled "I think I'm getting too old for it."

I took my cue

"Nonsense Mom, you look great!"

She blushed "You're just saying that because you're my son." She said as she took another large sip of wine.

"No way Mom, here let me show you."

I walked behind the couch and took out my professional high definition camera that Johnny had provided us to get some high quality images of Kayleigh for the website.

She smiled as I showed it to her before snapping some pictures.

"Davey stop!" she said as she playfully put her hands over her face.

"No way Mom, I need to show you how good you look, give me a pose."

"Haha since when did you get so crazy!" She laughed before putting her hands down.

She made some silly model poses and I snapped away.

"Here Mom, look at these, you're a model!" I smiled as I showed her

She smiled "Davey you're sweet." She paused before continuing. She was about to start and then paused "I shouldn't tell you this."

I pushed her "You have to Mom, come on!"

She giggled like a school girl "Well, back in college I used to do some underwear modelling. That is.. before I met your Father."

Of course I knew this, I had been jacking off to her old modelling pics forever that she kept hidden on her laptop, but she didn't know this. This was how I knew this plan was going to work.

I feigned surprise "Wow Mom really!? What happened?"

She smiled "Well, I met your Father. And of course he didn't approve. So he made me stop doing modelling. I always wonder where that would have gone, but oh well its too late now."

I smiled "Well Mom, you know you're going to HAVE to show me some of your poses."

She giggled "Davey what's gotten into you." She said almost seductively as she bottomed the rest of her wine.

I took the photographer pose again.

"Come on Mom work it! Show me what you got hot stuff!"

This made her laugh out loud.

She stood up and looked seductively at the camera, playing with her hair. I took a few pics.

"Yeah babe work it." I laughed, imitating a sleazy photographer.

She changed poses rapidly, I could tell she was starting to love it. She briefly bent over forward exposing some generous cleavage.

"Yeah hold that pose. Push those boobs together" I said as I pushed my luck. I knew that the drug and wine were in full effect.

She bit her lip and did as she was told.

"Davey you are a bad boy." She jokily scolded

"Damn Mom you are hot." I said

She sloppily winked at me.

"Ok babe now let's see what youre working with from behind, turn around."

She turned around and looked seductively back.

"Yeah now bend over, stick your ass out."

"Davey!" she scolded

"Sorry, Mom, I mean stick your bum out."

"That's better honey"

She bent over and stuck her big ass out, her robe climbed up above the lower part of her ass.

"Yeah that's it babe." Now life the robe up lets see what your're working with."

She laughed "oh my god." But sure enough peeled her robe up, revealing her luscious ass cheeks to the camera. She has a white lace thong on that simply drowned into her ass cheeks.

"Yeah that's it babe now look back at the camera"

She shot a seductive look back at the camera.

I took some more flashes before sneaking to the front side of her again. I shot some pics of her bending over, again exposing her deep cleavage as her tits were hanging against gravity.

"Babe now I want you to undo the robe."

"Davey I'm not wearing a bra." She giggled

"That's OK, you're a model you know how to cover up."

She shot me a devlish grin before untying her robe. She made sure the robe was pulled over her tits, but now her stomach was bare.

She continued to pose as I snapped away more pics. I motioned her to bend forward again. Her breasts were now freely dangling down towards the floow, I snapped away. She tried to keep them covered the best she could.

"OK now stand up."

She did and now the lace of the robe was just covering her nipples on either side. Her cleavage was fully revealed as the front side of her dress was open.

"Now play with that beautiful hair babe."

Without a second thought she raised her arms and put her hand through her hair, making a seductive face at the camera. This pulled her robe aside and completely revealed her big tits to the camera. I feverishly snapped pics.

She looked down and laughed "Very smooth mister, you should be ashamed tricking your Mom like that."

"Babe I'm telling you, you're not my Mom right now you're my hot model." I teased her

"Smooth talker." She giggled.

"OK now lose the robe."

"Davey I can't." she pleaded

"Come on babe, show off that banging body for the camera." I said. I was fully aware of how rock hard I was at this point.

"Oh my god I can't believe I'm doing this." She gasped before slowly letting the robe drop to the ground. She almost instinctively covered her boobs with her hands.

Now my stunning Mom was standing in front of me in just her panties.

"Good girl, now show me those gorgeous boobs again babe."

She smiled at me naughtily before slowly dropping her hands from her breasts, letting them hang free.

I feverishly snapped away pictures.

Her tits looked amazing, this was obviously the first time I had seen them in their full naked glory. They were big and round, they sagged a bit the way big natural tits would but still stood up remarkably well. She had a slim frame with slender shoulders and a relatively thin waist, which made her bust even more impressive.

"Mom you're sexy as fuck." I said almost in a trance

"Davey you know you're not supposed to be attracted to your Mother right" she teased.

I instructed her to hold her tits up in various positions and snapped away pictures. For some variety I got her to turn around and bend over so I could get pictures of her juicy thong clad ass.

"Alright babe time to lose that little thong."

My mom stood up and looked at me longingly. She seemed to be thinking the proposition over.

"You know honey, I never was THAT kind of model." She winked

"Come on Mom, just for me."

She again smiled at me, paused, before opening her mouth again.

"Davey I think this has gone far enough." She smiled "Just keep those pictures to yourself and I promise I won't tell Dad about any of this."

She slowly picked up her robe before tying it up again around her.

I sighed before saying "OK mom, let me know if you want to relive your model days again sometime. I would love to do this again sometime" I smiled

She walked over at me, still having that relaxed glazed look over her eyes.

"You bet honey." She said as she put her arms around me "After all I didn't mind hearing all of those complements from my 'photographer', you made a girl feel young again."

My dick twinged as she put her arm around me. I had never been this attracted to my Mom in my life.

Instinctively I brought her in to my body, pushing her big tits against my chest. My hand naturally reached around and under her robe and grabbed her bare ass cheek. I went in to kiss her luscious lips.

My Mom avoided my lips and instead gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Goodnight honey, I'm a bit tired, I'll see you tomorrow though big guy." She teased before stepping out of my embrace and walking upstairs.

I watched her ass in a trance as it jiggled hypnotically as she went up each step.

Damn, I really thought my Mom might have let me fuck her tonight. I knew it didn't really matter though, the drug and wine had done the trick. I had more than enough to enact my plan.

I hurried upstairs and started looking through my pictures. I decided not to jerk off to them, I wanted to safe this throbbing dick for my Mom the next day.

End

Part 2:

Kendra's Narration:

I couldn't believe what I let happen last night. I buried myself under my blanket. I didn't want to face the day. How could I be so irresponsible?

Was it the alcohol? Was I really that drunk? I only had 2 or 3 glasses of wine!

I relived the events of last night in shock, almost trembling as I thought about what I let happen. As soon as I picked David up from his friend's house I noticed something different about him. David has always been such a sweet boy. Sweet, but very shy and noticeable awkward, and this is coming from his own mom.

As soon as I picked him up I noticed that he had a different aura about him. He seemed oddly confident. Still quiet, but confident and honestly, kind of charming. He sweet talked me on the way home. This was new for him, but I thought it was cute and he just missed his mom after a couple of weeks apart.

Anyways, we got home and initially went our separate ways. It started off innocent enough, I felt tired from my long drive home but otherwise ok. I was unpacking my suitcases when David brought me a glass of wine and urged me to go relax in the bath tub.

Man, something about that wine and bath really hit me. I can usually handle my liquor but it seemed like half way through that first glass I turned into a different person. I was just so relaxed, I felt so loose. I felt as if nothing could go wrong in the world and that no matter what I did. I was truly disinhibited.

Feeling more relaxed than I had in ages, I got out of the bath. David had hung a robe on my bathroom door for me to wear. This was no ordinary robe, and come to think of it that should have been my first sign that something was wrong. This was a small lingerie style pink satin robe that barely fell beneath my ass. Up top it revealed a generous amount of cleavage even if I tied it tight.

It was sexy robe that I used to wear around the house for my husband. That is until David went through puberty and I saw him sneaking pictures of me in it. His dad even caught him looking at me with a hard on. Of course, I couldn't blame him. I blamed myself, and decided to stash the robe deep in my closet ever since.

Urgh, why was I such a disinhibited idiot last night. I honestly thought nothing of David picking this robe out for me. A part of me even thought it would be fun to prance around in the tiny piece of fabric. You know, to feel like a sexy woman again after all of the grieving and service we've done recently taking care of my husband's sick mother.

Like a fool I pranced downstairs wearing a skimpy lingerie robe. From the moment I came downstairs I could see David's eyes. A part of me knew that he was looking at me a way no son should look at his mother. But a larger part of me chose to ignore it.

Apart from ogling my cleavage, he greeted me with a full glass of wine and ushered me to sit down. I could see his eyes scanning my legs up and down. I noticed it, but did nothing to stop it. Oh god, did I encourage this? Nothing was making sense to me now as I was trying to remember who I was last night.

It wasn't long before David got out a very fancy looking camera. He must have just gotten it. He started snapping pics of me. Again this relaxed, complacent idiotic version of myself saw nothing wrong with my teenage son taking pictures of me in a skimpy robe. He even reminded me of my short underwear modelling phase in college.

That was a soft spot for me. I had always wondered how far I could have gotten in my modelling career if I really had went for it. I met my husband, and of course because of his rich and conservative parents, he essentially put an end to my modelling career. I've loved him throughout our marriage, but this had always been something that I held some resentment towards him for.

Anyways, here was my teenaged son, now urging his mom to be his lingerie model. Like a sucker, I followed his every cue. It wasn't long until I was actually having fun, picturing myself posing like I did many years ago.

I almost gagged as relived each pose that David had me do. Did I really flash my thong clad ass to him? I was having so much fun, how could I not realize what I was doing. I didn't even want to think about what came next. David had me undo my robe so he could get a full cleavage shot. I convinced myself that this was nothing different from what my photographers had asked for back in the day. But Kendra you idiot, David is your son not a photographer and you are no model now.

I shuddered at what happened next. David asked me to lift my arms up and wave my hands through my hair with my robe open. As much as I would like to think he tricked me, I knew what would happen next. My rope split open like the red sea and I bared my naked D cup breasts to my son who eagerly snapped away pictures.

This is when things took another turn. I noticed a change in David's tone at this point. He went from jokingly calling me babe to seriously talking dirty. I could tell from his voice that he wanted me in the worst way. The worst thing was that I liked it.

I wanted to cry thinking about it. What the fuck was wrong with me? What the fuck IS wrong with me?

It had just been so long since I had heard that from a man. My husband has been so distracted with work, and now his mom, I can't even remember the last time we had sex. It felt good to have a male lust over me, even if it was my son. I know that that is disgusting to hear, but it's true.

Next David asked me to drop my robe. Even the idiotic brain-dead version of me last night knew that this was not a good idea. I didn't care though. David was making me feel so good, so womanly. I wanted to return the favour. I dropped my robe and revealed my naked body to him, save for a skimpy thong that I knew had simply sunk between my ass cheeks.

I was oddly nervous. I felt strangely vulnerable. I had become a bit self-conscious of my body. My waist wasn't as thin as it was when I modelled, I had some love handles here and there, my boobs were not as perky as my daughter Kayleigh's, even if they were a bit bigger.

Again, my vulnerability melted away by hearing David's lustful words, accompanied by the bulge in his pants. Even in my state yesterday, I was having an internal battle for the ages. I knew that I had given David enough, and that I needed to cut this off. But similarly, I was turned on, I was turned on by being naked in front of my son, as well as by seeing him so turned on. I did some terrible things next. Oh god, I had gone from a lingerie model to a softcore porn star. David urged me to hold my boobs up for the camera, I even licked each one. Again he had me bend over in all sorts of poses for him and smile for the camera.

When he asked me to take my thong off, I knew that I needed to end the night. I saw the disappointment in my baby's eyes as I told him I needed to get some rest. I put my robe on. I walked over to him to give him a kiss goodnight. He grabbed me around the waist and brought my body in to his.

Again, this was not the David I knew. Something had changed since I was gone. He was confident, sure of himself. His hand made his way under my robe and onto my bare ass cheek. I didn't know what to do, I just let it stay there. He soon started to grope it. I could feel his hard on. He brought me in to his body further, and was about to kiss me on the lips. I knew that in the state that I was in, if I kissed him on the lips, there was a chance that we would start making out and that my robe would come off again.

Don't judge me, a part of me, or whoever I was last night wanted that to happen- badly. Thankfully, the smart part of me showed restraint. I pecked him on the cheek, and jolted away. I went straight to my bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

Now, I feel like I woke up in the exact opposite state as I was last night. Sure I felt a bit hung over, but more so I just felt so anxious. My muscles were tense, thoughts were rushing in and out of my head. Mainly, I was disgusted by what I let happen yesterday.

I slowly got out of bed and faced the day. I showered off, trying to almost wash the filth that happened yesterday away. I felt anxious and tense even in the bathroom. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. I had never felt like this in my home before.

The very last thing that I wanted to do today was show any skin. I put on one of my husband's college t-shirts, as well as some sweat pants. I put on a proper robe. Oh god I really should have that other robe fucking shredded.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I almost broke down crying. How the hell was I going to face my son today? How do we go back to being mom and son? I would give anything just to erase what happened yesterday. Then another thought hit me. David now has literally hundreds of naked pictures of me.

While it's bad enough that my son has nude pics of his mom, what I was even more worried about was if his laptop got hacked and somehow online predators got a hold of my pictures. I almost started to have a panic attack. That would be the end of me. Needless to say, my husband, his family and my family are very conservative. If they saw pictures that were even half this bad, I would be fucked. Not to mention if my coworkers or boss saw, I would be definitely be jobless for the rest of my life.

The one comfort that I had was that David was very tech savvy. Surely he knew that if these pictures got out that would be the end of my life as I know it. Surely he would keep them offline. Anyways, I decided that I couldn't take the risk. I needed him to delete the pictures. Only then would I be safe, and only then could we start to forget about what happened last night and go back to being a normal mom and son again.

I washed my face, collected myself, and made my way to my Son's bedroom.

David's Narration:

I woke up early the next morning. In fact, I had barely slept at all. I was far too excited for what the day had in store. I had set up some high definition cameras in my room and turned on some lights that focused on the bed. The cameras were live streaming on the website. I hadn't told anyone, even the Dudley's what my plan was, but they knew that this was going to be good.

I waited for my Mom to wake up, which ended up taking a couple more hours. The bitch must've really been tired. I heard her start to stir. My dick started to twinge in excitement.

I spied on her in the bathroom again as she went through her morning routine. A loose t-shirt that was probably my dad's, some baggy sweat pants, and a conservative white robe over top. My Mom never dressed this conservatively. I could tell she was worked up, nervous. Obviously the drug had worn off. It had an effect of causing some withdrawal anxiety after it had worn off. It's part of the reason it's so addictive. On top of this, she must have been horrified at what she let her son get away with last night. I almost chuckled as I saw the clothes that she was wearing.

She seemed to look at herself in the mirror for a long time before putting her face in her palms. Man, she was really stressed. After she brushed her teeth, washed her face and tied her messy hair up into a pony tail, she left the bathroom. I heard her footsteps approaching my room.

She knocked "Honey, can I come in?" she said shakily

"Of course Mom." I replied

She opened the door and slowly came in. She flashed me a nervous smile before sitting on my bed. I was sitting at my desk with my laptop open.

"Mom come look at how the pictures turned out!" I said smiling.

Her eyes widened as she looked at my laptop, I had a picture of her almost fully naked holding her tits up with both hands.

I smiled at her "This one's my favourite!"

I could almost feel the knot turn in her stomach. She took a moment to collect herself.

"Um Davey that's actually what I wanted to talk to you about." She paused before continuing "I think what happened yesterday was a mistake, and very inappropriate."

"Oh come on Mom we were just having some fun. You even told me how much you enjoyed it." I flipped through the pics "Look how passionate you look here!" I landed on a pic of her licking one of her boobs while groping the other.

She got a queasy look on her face.

"Honey I don't know what got over me last night. Either the wine, or how tired I was, or both. It was a mistake Davey. I have to ask you to delete those pictures. And of course Dad cannot find out."

"Mom don't be ridiculous. You looked so hot. In fact, I was going to get more pictures of you today. Maybe even some videos."

She looked very uneasy

"David, I appreciate your compliments son but I'm telling you as your mother to delete those pictures. And there will definitely be no more pictures from here on out ok?" She said. She was scared and unsure but pretended to have a stern tone in her voice.

I almost laughed. She was trying to use her role as my Mother to order me around like I was a kid. Little did she know what I had become in the short span she was away. I calmly replied.

"Mom, babe, you misunderstood. I am not asking you if I could take more footage of you, I am telling you." I said sternly.

Her eyes widened further.

"David I said NO." she exclaimed.

"Oh Mom, I was hoping you would do this the easy way. I really thought we had some chemistry last night"

I calmly flipped to an open tab on my browser to a cloud storage site. I simply waved her over with my finger.

She slowly walked over. I was used to my mother being so warm, she was now keeping her distance.

"I'm going to tell you a lot of information Mom. You're welcome to cry or sob, but please don't interrupt me, you don't want me to have to repeat this."

I continued, looking at my screen.

"This is a simple cloud storage app. Needless to say, all of your sexy 'model' pictures are already uploaded on here. That means you can destroy my laptop, but I will still have access to these pictures."

I flipped to another tab I had prepared.

"This is an email I have prepared, addressed to your parents, siblings, employer and of course to Dad, sending them a shared link to view these pictures."

I looked at her and smiled. Tears were rolling down her cheek and she was quietly sniffling.

"And finally, this is a reddit post I've prepared uploading all of the pictures from last night. I've included your address and full name and even added a bit about how horny you are for some dick. I'm sure it will draw a lot of attention."

I went on.

"As you can see Mom, with a click of a finger- or maybe 3 or 4 clicks, I can ruin your life. Dad will rightfully leave you and take everything, you'll be fired from your job, and uber conservative grandma and grandpa will probably outright disown you. But hey, at least you'll have a line-up of a hundred guys lined up outside the door ready to fuck your brains out at a moment's notice."

I had a sip of water before continuing

"Now, it won't take long for your bimbo blonde brain to think of some ways out of this. You'll think that I won't go through with it. Or you'll think that you could go to the cops and say that I'm blackmailing you. And to answer that thought, yes you could. But I'll release these pictures anyways before going to jail. And then, you won't just be ruining your life, but you'll be ruining your only son's life as well.

I looked away from my screen for a moment, she was in outright tears and her face had sunk into her hands.

"How could you do this!" She sobbed

"Now now, what did I say about interrupting." I cooed before continuing.

"So you must be thinking, what does this son of a bitch want. Well its simple. I want you Mom. I want you in every way." I said as I stroked my hand through her hair. She shuddered at my touch

"It's simple, if you keep me happy, and do exactly what I say, these pictures will go nowhere." I soothed her "And think of it this way, Dad will be home soon. When he's back, our agreement is over. The pictures will be deleted, and we'll put all of this behind us." I decided to give her some hope.

"So what do you say Mom."

She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. "Okay." She whispered softly. She knew there was nothing she could do.

I gleamed "Good girl."

"Now, Mom, I'm going to lay down some ground rules. To warn you, you are NOT going to get off easy." I smiled

"First, you are to be naked at all times."

Her eyes widened again.

"Umm Mom, that means right now." I motioned for her to go back to the bed and start undressing. I knew that's where the lighting was best for my online viewers.

She slowly stripped off her robe, revealing her ridiculously baggy shirt and pants. She gulped before stripping down to her underwear, a delightful navy blue matching set of bra and lace panties.

"Yup say good-bye to those too Mom."

Tears rolled down her face as she stripped off her bra, letting her big boobs bounce free. Similarly she stepped out of her panties.

This was the first time I had seen my Mom fully naked.

"Mm turn around, give me a 360 view."

I was rock hard as she spun on command for me. Her body looked incredible.

"Good, now stand and face me."

I wanted her standing in front of me completely naked as I explained the rest of our situation to her.

"Second, you will be my sex slave. That means that I will use you in every way imaginable, and in turn you will perform whatever task I ask you too."

Her eyes widened further

"If you don't perform your tasks optimally or if you are disobedient, you will be punished. If your actions are not improved with simple punishments, I will call this off and simply go forward with leaking the pictures."

"Third, as I am your master, you will call me by that name. And while I might sometimes call you a slut or whore, I will also address you as Mom. I think it's hotter that way." I smirked

My Mom was in utter shock. I'm sure when she agreed to letting me have my way with her, she had no idea what she was getting in to. She was finding out with each passing minute what a monster her son was.

"Do you understand these rules Mom."

She looked down defeated.

"Yes Master" she said softly.

"Good Mom, now get on your knees and give your master the blow job he deserves."

She dropped to her knees. I walked over to her and presented my throbbing dick in front of her. She started to sob. I have her a quick smack on the cheek to grab her attention. She opened her mouth as I introduced my dick into her mouth.

It felt amazing to have my dick in my slave Mom's mouth. She knew what she was doing too, unlike Kayleigh when she first started. It was amazing, she was crying but still managing to give me good head.

Unlike when I first started extorting Kayleigh, my sexual stamina was now quite established. When I started to feel as though I might cum, I gave my Mom a slap on the cheek and instructed her to stop.

"Good slave, now get up and bend over."

She stood up slowly and was quite hesitant in turning around and showing me her naked ass.

I gave her a hard smack on the ass cheek, she yelped.

"When your master gives you a command, you do it RIGHT away slut!"I yelled at her

"Yes master" she sobbed as she bent over.

My mouth started to salivate looking at her ass in this position. Her ass cheeks were so luscious.

"Mom you know how many years I've wanted to bury my face in your ass? You know how long you've been teasing me with that thing?" I said as I started groping each soft ass cheek.

I slowly got on my knees and licked my lips at the site in front of me. I buried my face into my mother's luscious ass cheeks. I took in the odor of her sweat and natural scent. I was in heaven. My tongue naturally circled her ass hole and licked it.

She shuddered, unknowingly shaking her ass cheeks on my face. I inserted my tongue into her rectum. I loved the taste of my Mom's ass.

She moaned as I ate her ass out. After seemingly forever, I decided my dick needed some action.

I stood up and bent her over even more so. I split her ass cheeks open and entered her pussy from behind. Again she moaned softly as I entered her. I reached around and grabbed her tits tightly as I started fucking her hard doggy style.

Her big ass felt amazing as it cushioned each blow. As I started to fuck her faster I swore I could feel her hips pushing back, meeting my dick with each thrust.

I pulled her hair with one hand and increased my vice grip on her tit with the other as I came close to finishing. She moaned hard, I couldn't tell if this was in pain or pleasure. I felt a gush of fluid start flowing from her vagina and dripping down her leg. She moaned loudly again.

The combination of her godly body and her moaning was too much for me to handle. I quickly took my dick out of her. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head. This forced her off the bed. I pushed her onto her knees in front of me.

I grabbed her head with both hands and forced her mouth onto my dick.

All it took was my dick feeling my mom's sweet tongue. I moaned as I exploded in my Mom's mouth.

She gagged and spit some cum up, it dribbled from her mouth on to her big tits.

I almost collapsed onto the bed. She was panting loudly and looked up at me. She was no longer crying.

I looked at her

"Well don't just sit there like a bimbo you slut. Put my dick in your mouth and get me hard again." I scolded

With cum still dribbling down her chin, she stood up and got on to the bed. I laid back and relaxed.

She knelt between my open legs and took my limp dick in her mouth and started sucking away.

"Good, keep going until master is ready to fuck you again."

Part 3

Kendra's Narration:

I couldn't believe the predicament I was in. I was lying nude on my son's bed. He was on his laptop on his desk, sitting in nothing but his briefs. I was quietly sobbing as I thought about what happened earlier this morning. I didn't want to cry too hard because I didn't want to anger David. How did I find myself in this mess? More importantly how could my Son be such a psychopath. And now I was fully at this monster's mercy.

I reflected on what happened.

I had tried to go to David's room first thing in the morning to get him to erase the pictures I had so foolishly let him take of me the night before. Boy was I an idiot. I was a fool to think that David would just delete them. Little did I know what he actually had planned. He threatened me with my worst fear. He threatened exposing those pictures to my husband, family, and work place. This would ruin me entirely, and he knew this.

I was panicked beyond belief when he threatened me with this. I started bawling uncontrollably at just the threat of this action. Instead of showing any empathy for his Mom, this monster sensed weakness and pounced. He assured me he would keep the pictures to himself, but at a great price.

He wanted me, his loving Mother, to use sexually until my Husband came back. At first I thought he wanted sex alone. As disgusted as I was by this, I reasoned that if I needed to do this to protect the life that I had built, I would. I would just simply think of my husband, or maybe even Brad Pitt while we were doing stuff. And after all, my Husband was only going to be gone for another week or so. I accepted his offer reluctantly.

It was only after hearing his "ground rules" that I realized what he actually wanted. He didn't just want to have sex with me, he wanted to completely own me. He wanted me to be his property, to be used in any way he wanted, like a doll. I realized that not only did he want to use my body, he wanted to humiliate me.

He demanded that I be naked at all times, that I call him Master, as well do anything that he ordered me to do without a second thought. This terrified me. I realized that I was at the whims of a madman. What choice did I have though? He had all of the leverage. Even if I backed out and went to the police, this psychopath would leak the pictures anyways. Then, not only would my life be ruined, but my only son would be in jail. I knew I was completely fucked. My only hope was to do what he wanted, wait for my Husband to come back, and then finally return to a normal state afterwards.

It didn't take long for David to ask me to strip naked and order me to "suck my Master's dick." He whipped his dick out. It was average sized but rock hard, almost pulsating. I was disgusted by what I was about to do. I closed my eyes, and pretended that David was my husband. To be honest, my Husband hadn't asked me to do anything like this in years.

It wasn't long before I started sucking my Son's dick like I used to for my Husband. I was surprised by how long David was lasting. I always thought this kid was a virgin. He had definitely never had a girlfriend.

He abruptly forced my mouth off of his dick and told me to present my ass to him and bend over the foot of the bed. It wasn't long until he went face first into my ass. I was shocked by this.

I was always self-conscious of my ass. It was always a bit big, and my Husband told me to work out to tone it up more than once over the last few years. He was never an ass man, and much preferred my big boobs. Obviously his son was different. My body shuddered as I felt his nose breathing hot air onto my asshole, as he was sniffing away. Did David actually like the smell of my anus?

Next I felt his warm, wet tongue on my ass hole. I had never felt this before. What the fuck was he doing? He split my ass cheeks apart and split my anus open. I felt his tongue entering my rectum. I instinctively tried to pull away, this was humiliating and was making me squirm. He gave me a sharp smack on the ass and pulled my ass in closer. I knew I needed to be still and let this sick fucker do what he wanted.

After what seemed like an eternity, David decided to fuck me. I almost exhaled in release as his tongue exited my ass. This temporary relief soon was replaced by terror as I felt my Son's dick enter my vagina. I gasped. He wasn't overly large but honestly it had been months since I had last had sex.

I felt his hands grab my breasts and start to squeeze as he started to thrust away. I felt humiliated being fucked like this by my son. I couldn't help but cry as he continued to have his way with me. He started pulling my hair with one hand while tightening his grip on my tit with the other. I felt like this monster was going to rip my hair out while he started to thrust away harder.

Now a feeling of guilt was sprouting amongst overwhelming fear and pain. A piece of my deep womanhood was actually being aroused by this rough fucking. Save for maybe the first years of college before I met my husband, I had never been fucked like this. Utter guilt took over me as I started to moan louder. I couldn't help it. The harder he pulled my hair and squeezed my tit the more I started to feel a tingling sensation in my loins. I didn't know what the fuck was happening at this point.

One second he was pinching my nipples with both hands, the other he was almost pulling hair almost out of my scalp, spanking my ass, I even felt some hard slaps on my cheek. All the while he was fucking me like a machine. I couldn't help let loud primal moans escape my mouth. I was horrified at my body's response to this brutalization.

Soon I felt a building tsunami of pleasure start to build. I'm glad David couldn't see my face because I swear I started to smile. I completely lost myself in agony and pleasure, I felt like I wasn't on this earth anymore, almost like I was having an out of body experience. I moaned loudly as I felt a gush of fluid run down my legs. The pleasure just compounded on itself as he continued to fuck my brains out.

After a few minutes more of pleasure as David jackhammered away, he grabbed me by the hair and rag dolled me so that I was on my knees facing him. I had no idea this kid was this fucking strong. He took me by my hair and forced his hard pulsating dick into my mouth. I struggled to breath as he pulled my head into his crotch with both hands. My nose was stuffed against his pelvis, while his dick was reaching the back of my mouth. I felt his dick twitch before a gush of warm cum exploded in my mouth. I instantly started to choke and cough up cum the minute he let me go. I gasped for air. Coughed up cum dribbled down my mouth and breasts. All the while fluid seemed to gush down my thighs like I've never experience before.

I briefly looked up at him. He looked back with a psychotic but smug smile. I instantly looked away. With a single look all of that pleasure was replaced by guilt. I was taken away from the heavenly matrix I was just in and was reminded where I actually was. Tears instantly started to form as cum continued to drip out of my mouth. I was upset for so many reasons. Of course because I was reminded of the fucked up predicament I was in, but I felt so guilty. How could my body react like that? I felt sick to my stomach. My husband had never made my body react like that, ever.

Of course David didn't let me reflect or rest for long. He ordered me to suck his now limp dick back to life. I sucked away for what seemed like half an hour on a limp dick. My jaw was sore. He was just laughing, with his phone in his hands. He would be texting at times, but at other times I would hear the sounds of his flashing a picture. He would comment on when I looked particularly slutty, and would take a video clip. My jaw was burning, but any time I would slow down he would give me a slap on the cheek. My son really was a sadistic fuck.

Soon his dick rose to life. He told me to ride him, he didn't want to do any work this time. I started to ride him cow girl style. Again he flashed pictures and took video clips while I fucked him. I rode him for 30 minutes straight, trying to vary up speeds and rhythms, in an attempt to get this motherfucker to cum. He just lied there and smiled at me smugly.

"Keep going you slut" he scathed, any time I was slowing down. I was fucking exhausted. I was drenched in sweat. I hadn't ridden someone for this long in my entire life. I felt like I was about to collapse.

I couldn't believe what I was about to say.

"Master, how about I suck your dick while you play with my ass?" I almost cringed as I said this. Truthfully I just couldn't fuck him any longer without collapsing.

"Now you're taking initiative, that's it slut. A true whore knows how to pleasure her master."

As much as his words burned. I was relieved he took this offer.

I got off of him and bent my ass over his face. I sat on my son's face with my naked ass. A part of me wanted to smother the oxygen out of him but I knew the sick fuck would just enjoy it. He moaned, the kid really loves my ass.

I bent my torso forward and brought my mouth around his hard dick. I cringed as I felt his tongue again in my ass hole. I started to suck away and so did he. We were essentially eating each other's most private parts.

I started to 'twerk' my ass over his face while I sucked him off. I heard him moan, providing positive feedback for me. Not that I cared about his pleasure, I just wanted him to cum and get this round over with. Soon his dick again started to twitch. He moaned louder, and I soon accepted another load of cum from my son. This time I caught it in my mouth and swallowed.

He gave me a soft smack on the ass. I got off of him and rolled over onto the bed beside him. I was exhausted.

He looked at me "Good slut. You figured out what your master wanted, and you executed."

I couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction with this comment, god what was wrong with me?

"Now, as a reward, I'm going to give you an hour of time to rest." He said as he walked over to his desk.

I was relieved. An hour to at least recover. I got up out of bed in an attempt to scamper to my room.

"Not so fast slave. You're going to lay down on my bed with no covers. I want to see that naked body at all times."

He reached into his drawer and brought back some items to the bed. First he slipped a black blindfold around my eyes and tied it tight. I felt so afraid, I had no idea what this monster was capable of, and now I robbed of my sight.

Next he forcibly took my hands and placed them over my head. I felt cold feel of metal and realized that he had handcuffed me. I think next he took a chain and tethered my handcuffs to the headrest of the bed. I was so afraid.

"I know you're not going anywhere, I just think it's sexy to see a slut in chains." He laughed "Don't worry Mom, you earned an hour. After that, anything goes."

Kendra's Narration:

I washed some warm water on my face, trying to wash away the dried tears and cum around my eyes and face. I scrubbed my tits with a towel to get the dried cum off. I knew I didn't have enough time to shower. David told me to be down in 15 minutes flat, and I knew I only had about 10 left. I knew the type of punishment that would come my way if I was late.

I quickly applied some eyeliner and lipstick as he told me to "look presentable". I made my way downstairs, completely naked of course. My mind was in a haze. I had been traumatized physically, emotionally and mentally by my son for the past day.

Despite this my body had betrayed me, he made me orgasm at least twice just so far today. This was something that I hadn't experienced since before I met my husband. I felt so guilty about the way my body reacted to this sexual torment. It killed me to think that a part of my mammalian brain was enjoying this.

"Ah make up, good touch slut." He sneered as he patted his lap.

My stomach twisted into a not as I walked up to him. I was so deeply terrified of my son. I sat my naked ass onto his lap. I felt his hands sneak up my stomach and grab my tits.

"You're doing a good job slut." He spoke softly "Keep this up, and we're not going to have any problems."

I felt reassured by this. He was so unpredictable. He would go from nearly choking the life out of me while fucking me one minute, to caressing my body and whispering in my ear the next. I really had no idea what was coming next.

I jumped as I heard the doorbell ring. Oh no, who the fuck could this be. I shuddered at the thought of a friend or relative visiting unannounced. Would David put this agreement on hold temporarily?

"Go get the door slut."

I almost started to shake

"Master, can I put on a robe?"

"Haha, of course not slave. Remember, you're nothing but a sex slut now. You have nothing to be ashamed of, embrace your naked body." He reassured as he nudged me off of his lap and onto my feet and gave my ass a smack as he gestured me towards the door.

Oh god. My body was trembling as I walked towards the door. The doorbell rang again a couple of times.

"If you let that doorbell ring again you're going to be punished." David yelled

I scampered to the door and put my hand on the knob. My face was flushed and I felt like I was going to vomit. I had no time to look through the hole to see who it was. I knew it would make no difference. I knew that if this was a relative or close friend that my life would be ruined. I took one final breath and opened the door wide.

To my instant relief, and terror, it was a stranger. He hurried in and closed the door behind him. He had a luggage case full and dropped it on the ground beside me.

He eyed me up and down before sneering "My my, what do we have here."

I wanted to vomit looking at him. He was about 6 feet tall but rail thin, almost emaciated looking. He had whisps of hair, and big eyes that almost seemed to be popping out of his head. He had hollow cheek bones and bags under his eyes. I could already tell that he had some teeth missing. In short, he looked like the living version of the grim reaper.

"What are you waiting for slut, greet my friend Johnny with a hug and kiss." David sneered

My stomach turned as I stepped closer to this repulsive man. He took his arm around my naked waist and brought me in. His hands felt ice cold. I went to give him a courtesy peck on the cheek but instead forced his long snake like tongue into my mouth and swirled it around. I felt his bony hands reach down and grope my ass cheek. I did everything I could not to push him away. My body naturally squirmed.

He finally let me go.

"Mm let's have a look at the merchandise." He said as he eyed my naked body up and down.

Who was this pervert? And how did my son know him? I had so many questions.

He smiled as he ran his hands up and down my waist. He clearly had no respect for personal boundaries. He must've been in on whatever plan David had. I wonder if this evil creep was the one who corrupted my son in the first place. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them without a second thought.

"Haha, real nice." He sneered "David my good friend, you sure know how to pick em."

He twirled his finger, telling me to turn around for him. He cheered in delight as he bent down so he was face-level with my ass. He groped each cheek before spreading them apart and inspecting my ass hole and pussy. I shuddered at his touch.

"Haha always love when they're new. So nervous at every touch. David are you sure you don't want to give her some RelaXXXall to take the edge off?"

It was really freaking me out the way he was talking. How many times has he done something like this, I mean meeting a new "sex slave". Who the fuck was this guy.

"No, I actually like her tense. It's kind of cute." David sneered "But alright buddy, let's see what you got in there, we don't have all day."

Johnny led me by the hand to the center couch area in the living room. He opened his bag of luggage on the table. It was filled with various types of pills, liquids and needles.

"Let's start with the contraceptive combo" he said as he manically drew up samples from 3 different vials into a syringe with a needle attached.

What the fuck were these two planning? David instructed me to present my ass to Johnny while facing him. I put my hand on David's lap and turned my ass to Johnny. I felt the cool smear of an alcohol wipe. I screamed as I felt a needle jab into my ass cheek, and then the burning sensation of the injection.

"Don't worry Slut. This is just a special injection of birth control. But added to it is an estrogen booster which should make your tits and ass swell, and your libido increase like you're going through puberty." He smiled "as well as a metabolism booster which will suppress your appetite, lose fat and keep your energy up for fucking."

I was shell shocked. What the fuck were these things going to do to my body? What were these two psychopaths trying to turn me into? There was no way that this was safe. I simply remained silent. Next I heard a metallic clank as the grim reaper reached deeper into his luggage.

"Ah good, Slave, meet your collar." David said as he grabbed a black leather dog collar from Johnny. It had studded metal spiked and was attached to a thick chain.

"Bend down on your knees."

I did. Tears started swelling in my eyes. This was utter humiliation.

He handed Johnny his camera "Film this for me bud, this is an auspicious event."

He took the thick collar and tied it tight around my neck. Johnny cackled as he filmed the scene.

"Now you look like the perfect pet." David smiled.

I realized in horror that this was what David wanted all along. He didn't even think of me as a woman anymore, much less his mother. He thought of me as nothing more than a pet, in the same way her would treat a dog.

Johnny reached into his bag and placed two bottles onto the table filled with pills. He gave David a wink "I think you'll know how to use these bud."

David laughed back.

Johnny then placed a heavy bag on the floor. I looked in shock as it read "Slut Chow" on the front and had a picture of a leashed woman on all fours. He placed down a couple of steel doggy bowls right beside it.

The two shook hands and walked towards the door. I could hear Johnny saying how much he wanted to fuck me, and asked if he could have some time alone with me. David said no, for now. He said he wanted me all to himself. I found myself being oddly thankful for that.

David ushered him out of the house, and assured they would be in touch. He then turned to me and walked over, sneering with that familiar smug look on his face.

He grabbed his professional camera and sneered as he took pictures of me with tears running down my cheeks, in my thick leather doggie collar kneeling on the ground.

"Now you look like the perfect slut slave." He smiled before playing roughly with my hair like an owner would playfully pet his dog "You're a good slut, aren't you girl, aren't you girl!" he laughed

He stood up and tugged at the leash, giving my neck a jolt.

"Come girl, gotta give you your medicine." He exclaimed as he led me up the stairs

I moved to stand up.

"Nope, on all fours like the bitch you are."

Was this motherfucker serious? He really wanted me to crawl around like a dog?

I was sobbing, this was so demeaning.

He led me up the stairs, one by one. My knees were already starting to feel sore as I reached the top. He escorted me into his room and took me to beside his bed on to an area of floor covered by two beach towels. He clamped the chain to the bed post and looked at me.

"Like a good pet, you're going to sleep beside your master's bed." He commanded "Master will bring you on to the bed to fuck you, after which you will return to your corner." He paused for a moment "Understand?"

I sobbed "Yes Master."

"Good, now you must be hungry girl, you haven't eaten all day!" he said before disappearing outside.

I remained on my knees, chained by my leash to his bedpost. I looked around and noted the many cameras pointed at me from all angles. It seemed like there were more cameras every time I looked. What the fuck kind of footage was this psycho putting together.

I couldn't believe my circumstances. My son's psychopathy knew no bounds. Just when I thought that it couldn't get any worse, he would come up with another twisted turn of events. And what was worse was that at some level I knew that my body was enjoying this, the hard fucking at least. I hated myself for that, but even now couldn't help but think back to being almost choked out and reaching orgasm several times while my son was fucking me. What the fuck was wrong with me? I angrily yelled at myself whenever I found my mind wandering to those thoughts.

Anyways, David was right. I was starving. I had no idea what was in those shots that his friend gave me. I felt jittery, warm, flushed, and starving all of a sudden.

David came back with two bowls and the large bag of "Slut Chow."

He went to his bathroom and scooped one of the bowls into the toilet before returning and placing it in front of me. He probably saw my eyes widen.

"Don't worry slut, the toilet water wasn't used." He laughed. "Drink it."

My mouth was dry as sandpaper. Probably as a result of all of the fluid I had lost through sweat and orgasm. I looked in disgust at the toilet water in the doggie bowl, but I knew I needed water.

I bent my mouth forward and lapped up some of the toilet water with my tongue. This was much harder than dogs made it look. I heard clicks of the camera go off while I continued to attempt to drink some water.

"Good slut, this is all of the water you'll be getting so you better finish up."

He grabbed the bag in front of him and tore it open. He poured out a dark brown slurry with thick chunks interspersed in it. He filled the doggie bowl up. I couldn't help but think that this slurry looked exactly like shit.

"I promise you slut that it's better for you then it looks." He explained "It's a no-carb slurry made of protein, fats, amino acids, vitamins and fiber. Everything a slut needs to look her best."

He took a couple of pills and crushed them into the bowl and mixed it in. I had no idea what he was adding in.

My stomach was killing me from hunger, so I decided to dig in. I dipped my mouth into the bowl and tasted food. It was overwhelmingly bitter and sour. I almost immediately wanted to vomit. The brown slurry was all over my face and nose, it was impossible to eat like this without getting messy.

I forced myself to eat more, I knew that this was all that I was going to get to eat from now on. I forced myself to finish all of it, nearly vomiting several times. The slurry dipped down my chin on to my breasts and stomach. I heard more clicks of the camera and I looked up. David was smiling.

"Now look what you've done slut, you're a mess!" He exclaimed "You're a bad girl, a real bad girl and we're gonna need you to be cleaned up."

He unshackled my chain and led me downstairs. He led me outside into the back yard. I was mortified as I looked around. Thankfully my house was secluded. However, I knew that my elderly neighbour would be able to glimpse into my yard through one of his windows if he was in the right place at the right time. I was so embarrassed.

David led me on all fours through the grass into our garden. My knees and hands started to sink into the soil. He guided me into a corner of the garden. There were four cameras set up here on all sides of me, leaving me in a 6 by 6 foot square.

I surprisingly saw several cameras set up around the area where I was kneeling.

"Ok slut, dig a hole." I looked up at him confused "you'll see why soon."

I used my hands to start digging a hole. A couple minutes in, and to my disgust, I figured out what David had in mind."

My abdomen started to cramp and I was overcome with a bloating sensation. My intestines seemingly started to go into colic seemingly at once. I really had no time to think, I positioned my rear end over the hole. I passed gas before having a rush of poop flow out of my anus and into the hole in the ground. I moaned in relief as the bloating sensation was relieved with each ounce of poop and gas that left my asshole.

A waited a few seconds before the second wave came. This was the biggest shit that I could remember having in my life. It seemed like my rectum was being completely cleaned out. A third wave of liquid shit came out, and then another.

After several more waves, I finally felt it coming to an end. I felt so light and relieved.

"OK slut, now bury you're shit like a dignified whore."

I sobbed lightly in humiliation as I turned to the hole that I just shit in and started to bury it. I wanted to vomit.

When he saw that I was done, he tugged on my chain and led me to the deck, where more cameras were set up.

He grabbed the garden hose.

"Look at you slut. Slut chow dribbling onto your tits, your knees and arms are covered in dirt. You need a good cleaning."

Before giving me any time to prepare he started spraying my naked tits with the freezing water of the high pressure hose. I gasped in shock as he sprayed my tits clean. He shot the jet at my face before I covered it with my hands. He got behind me and started spraying my ass cheeks with the pressurized hose.

He ordered me to split my ass cheeks apart so that he could spray my ass hole.

I almost cried in relief when he turned the hose off. I lied in the fetal position, shivering intensely. He brought a bag out and started sprinkling me with a white powder. I realized that this was some kind of detergent.

He put a large amount on my ass and around my anus, and sprinkled the rest of my body with it. I shuddered in terror as I heard him turn the hose on again and direct it at my now soap covered body. The soap smelled good and bubbled, but this didn't help protect me from the freezing water. After washing the soap off thoroughly he brought out a towel and roughly dried me down, to my relief.

Only then did he lead me back inside. I had to admit, the kid did get me all completely clean.

Without hesitation, he grabbed some cream from the kitchen counter and started applying it to my naked body. I was relieved to find that it was just moisturizer. He applied it to every inch of my body diligently, making sure to put plenty on my legs, tits and ass.

"For what it's worth slut, they say that this cream prevents sluts' skin from aging." He chuckled "It can't hurt atleast!"

He led me back upstairs into his room.

"Alright slut, now that you've eaten, pooped and showered, I think it's time for you to have a treat."

He opened yet another pill bottle, took a pill in his hands and put his palm in front of my mouth.

I hesitated. I had no idea what this pill was. I knew I likely didn't have much choice, but still I was terrified.

Then, I was surprised by what David said next.

"Haha trust me girl, you'll like this one." He laughed "I tell you what, if you take this pill, I won't fuck you tonight and I'll let you rest."

I couldn't believe what I heard. A whole night's rest? One more night closer to my husband coming home and being free of this night mare. I didn't care what kind of awful drug this was, this was an offer too good to pass up. I ate the pill off my Son's hand.

"Good girl, you won't regret it." He smiled "I'll just be on my bed, naked, relaxing. It's been a tough day for me too you know. Let me know if you need anything."

What? This was too good to be true. I simply said OK. I couldn't believe he was going to leave me alone the rest of the night.

I curled up into a ball and closed my eyes. I horrifically played back the events of the past 24 hours in my head. Each moment was more demeaning than the last. I was quietly sobbing, thinking about the humiliation and the utter despair of the situation that I was in.

Then, in 5 minutes or so, it began to hit me. It started with a tingling sensation in my loins. One that started off small but soon I couldn't ignore. It spread to my ass hole, nipples and lips. It felt as if even the cool air in the room was enough to stimulate me in these areas.

The more stimulated I became the more sensitive I became, like a viscous erogenous cascade. More-so than just the physical sensation was my mindset. My grief and despair was slowly being overtaken by something else, pure lust. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about sex, more specifically cock.

It suddenly became all that I could think about. Not to mention the overwhelming sensation and yearning in my nipples pussy and ass. I needed dick. I needed to be fucked and used in every way. I breathed heavily. I foolishly thought that maybe this was just a fleeting thought, but I grew more intense with each passing minute.

Soon I couldn't ignore it any more. All I could think about was David fucking me in every way imaginable. I needed it.

I put my paws, I mean hands on to the bed and looked over at David. It took everything I had not to pounce on his cock.

"M-Master?" I cried out

"Yes Slut?" He said

"May I please pleasure you?" I found myself practically begging. I didn't have a hint of guilt, remorse, or regret, I yearned for dick.

David smiled "I thought you'd never ask slut."

With that I pounced on to the bed like a lioness. My heavy chain clanged with my sudden move. I ravenously engulfed my mouth around my Son's dick.

I moaned out loud. The sensation of his dick on my lips sent me into a state of sheer ecstasy. Mind you, I never did mind sucking dick, but I usually did it for the pleasure of my partner. Now, the sensation was all for me. Each stroke on my lips as my head bobbed ravenously up and down was sending my body into a gleeful shock. It was like an orgasmic wave radiated from my lips throughout my body. This doubled in intensity as I intertwined my tonged around his dick and licked it up and down.

My body instinctively turned my ass to my son as I feverishly sucked him off. I momentarily paused sucking him off and moaned loudly in pleasure as I felt David split my ass cheeks apart and lick my ass hole. I was lost in pure ecstasy. Needless to say I had never felt pleasure like this before.

I continued to moan uncontrollably as his tongue was openly exploring my ass hole. I instinctively moved my hips to force my ass onto his face, to push more of his tongue into my rectum. Another surge of pleasure hit me as I felt his hands grab my tits and start squeezing my nipples.

This stimulation was too much. I suddenly started to feel my body spasm, I almost lost control completely. I was conscious, but seemed like I couldn't control my bodies writhing. My vision almost completely "whited out" as I was in a place of pure glee and pleasure. I felt another surge of stimulation as I felt a gush of fluid leave my vagina. I looked down at my pussy and saw my juices start to squirt out with each convulsion. I moaned loudly with each squirt.

After seeming minutes of this intense orgasm, my body went limp and collapsed on my son. My mouth still engulfed his erect dick. I was breathing heavily. Before even being able to figure out what happened, my body started to grind against my son's naked body. The stimulation of his skin against my nipples was almost keeping my orgasm going by itself.

Without thinking I shifted my body around and faced my Son. I shuddered as I rubbed my pussy onto his dick. Without wasting another second I forced my vagina onto his cock. I moaned out loud. The sensation of his dick in my pussy was almost more than all of the previous sensations combined.

As I rode him, I'm pretty sure the fluid from my pussy was continuously gushing out. I instinctively brought my lips to David's and kissed him passionately for the first time. The sensation of his lips on my lips, and his tongue intertwining with mine sent me over the edge. I couldn't get enough of kissing my Son while I rode him. It only took minutes of this until my body started to convulse again, I saw white as I had another intense orgasm. My body again went limp, my Son's hard dick was still inside me as I drifted in and out of consciousness. It was like my body was in a state of constant orgasm, but had these peak ultimate orgasms where my body lost all control.

I started riding him again almost unconsciously. This time I shoved my tits in his face and moaned in pleasure as he licked my nipples. I took his hand and put it directly on my ass. I split my ass cheek apart with one hand. My son knew what I wanted, he entered my ass hole with his finger. The feeling of my ass getting fingered, my tits getting sucked, and my pussy getting fucked was unbearable and I soon convulsed again. This time it seemed that David orgasmed with me, a mix of my cum and his soon left me.

I was drenched in sweat. I was panting like a dog. To my disappointment, David was soon limp. I needed more sex. I needed his dick. I didn't want this to end, ever. I took his limp dick in my mouth and started to suck away. Again the stimulation was everything to me. I stuck my ass in David's face and tried to smother him with my ass. I wanted his tongue inside me. I wanted to be stimulated in as many ways as possible. More than anything I wanted him hard so I could fuck him again.

1 month into Slave Training- Kendra's narration:

The buzzing of my collar woke me up from my restful sleep. I looked up groggily, the clock read 4:30am. I was naked, curled up around David's feet. My son, my master, let me sleep on the bed last night because I had been a good slave for him yesterday and didn't make any mistakes. I loved when he let me sleep on the bed.

I purred as I gently lifted the covers and laid my eyes on my master's limp cock. This was the cock that I had grown to worship. I crawled up the bed and put my lips around his cock, gently kissing it. My master let me suck his cock every morning before I started my day, I was so lucky. I bobbed up and down, taking in the delicious taste of my Son's cock. I felt it gradually stiffen. I felt David's hand stroke through my hair. I soon was bobbing up and down vigorously as my son's cock was fully erect.

I felt even hornier as I heard him softly moan while still asleep. He soon moaned loudly as his cock spasmed. I deep-throated his cock as I felt an eruption of cum in my mouth. I licked each drop of his delicious cum, keeping his now limp cock in my mouth for minutes. Longingly, I tucked my son back into bed as I started my day.

I walked to the bathroom and looked myself up and down in the mirror. I smiled at what I saw in the mirror. I couldn't believe how my body was looking as a result of the special hormones that my son was giving me. I took my tender breasts in my hands. While I didn't know my bra size anymore since David didn't allow me to wear a bra, my breasts we're seemingly growing by the day! I was a D cup even before starting all of this, but I'd imagine that I've already grown at least a cup size.

I turned around, as a result of David's rigourous exercise regime that he laid out for me, as well as the hormones, my ass was looking better than it was when I was in my teens! It was perkier than ever, without losing an ounce of its natural jiggle.

I stepped on to the scale. Despite the growth in my ass and tits, I had lost 10 pounds in the last two weeks. No doubt as a result on the metabolism booster, exercise, diet and constant fucking.. Needless to say, my body looked incredible. My love handles had melted away. I loved the way I looked. Looking like this made me more of a desirable slave for my master and his fans.

I applied make up and tied my hair back. Next I walked to our home gym and started my daily 90 minutes of working out that David made me do. I had gotten used to the multiple high definition cameras in each room I walked into. At first I was terrified at the thought of thousands of strange men watching me at all times, now, I reveled in it. It made me so horny knowing that there were men all over the world that were watching everything that I was doing. Honestly, I tried to put on a show for them at all times.

After an intense work out session. I went on with my morning routine. It was my job to ensure that the house was spotless for my master and his friends, and to make sure that David always had a hot meal ready for him whenever he wanted. As I started sweeping the house, I started to reminisce on the events over the past month.

I was so silly initially. I was foolishly holding on to my former sense of self when my son first approached me with his gracious offer to become his sex slave. I thought of myself as a professional woman, proud and accomplished. I thought I was living out a hell on earth during the first couple days of my new life.

This all changed on my second night of being my Son's slave. That night, with the help of the pill, he showed me 100 times more pleasure than any other moment of my life. It was a night filled with pure ecstasy. Not only did I orgasm countless times, it opened up my mind to the truth. The next day David and I reflected on the night before, and he helped my mind reach where it needed to be. He helped me realize the true purpose of a woman's life.

From there on out, I progressed to fully embracing my sexuality, and my needs as a woman. David fulfilled my sexual needs at a level that I didn't even know was possible. And I loved him for it, unconditionally. Over the past two weeks I let go of my formal life piece by piece. I no longer cared about my job, my friends, or my husband. Even the thought of my husband made me cringe. He wasn't strong like David.

Of course, with each of the progressively depraved sexual acts, there were periods of doubt. But with each event, I would reach a new level of sexual pleasure and satisfaction. The sexual acts that I had enacted over that past month would be more than enough for 100 women's lifetimes..

The day after my enlightening night with David, he progressed my sexual training. He invited his best friend Vlad and his Father Dudley over. I was forced to serve them naked as they laughed and drank the night away. I was terrified. I knew Vlad and his father for more than a decade. I had always caught Vlad staring at me when he was over as a kid. I never used to mind, it was his Father though who really creeped me out.

I knew he always had a thing for me. On multiple times he would hit on me at parties when he was drunk, and would be very touchy with me. One night during our Christmas party he cornered me in my bedroom and said he was 'giving me a hug'. Of course, what he actually did was bring me into his body so that my tits were pressed into his chest. He reached around and groped my ass cheeks. He grinded his erect cock onto my pelvis. I was terrified as his overwhelming size was constricting me. I couldn't find the courage to cry out and cause a scene at my own party so I simply let him continue. His ogrishly large hands slipped under my dress and groped my ass. He slipped my thong aside and entered my anus. I was in tears. Within minutes of grinding I felt his body spasm as he came in his pants. He released me and smiled. He removed his finger from my anus, sniffed it and licked it. He looked deranged as he walked smugly out of the room, laughing. He knew I wasn't going to tell anyone and that he was going to get away with it.

That was the last time I had been closer than ten feet to the man, until now. David undoubtedly knew about this. After serving a few rounds of drinks and getting groped and spanked numerous times, he made me sit with them. He told me to sit on Mr. Dudley's lap, so I did. I was angry, and scared as I sat naked on the lap of the monster who anally raped me in my own home many years ago. He sneered as he felt up my naked body.

David made me recount the events of that night to the three men. To my dismay, they laughed as I told the story. I was almost in tears at what David made me do next. He made me apologize to Mr. Dudley. He made me apologize that I didn't offer my body to him that night, and that I would make up for it tonight.

Next he told me to present my ass to him and bend over. Mr. Dudley proceeded to finger my asshole viciously, like that night. Next he ate my asshole out until he was ready for the next step. David and Vlad sat back and enjoyed the show while Mr. Dudley proceeded to fuck me in each of my holes. After seemingly hours of painful fucking, Mr. Dudley was exhausted.

David took me to the side. He smiled, gave me a pat on the head and said he was proud of me. Surprisingly, this validation made the horrific events that I had just endured all worth it to me. My master was proud. I smiled. I knew from this reaction that my mind was changing, it was improving. As a prize, he gave me a 'Slut Candy' pill. Although I only remember heavenly glimpses of that night, I know that I proceeded to have an all-night gang-bang with Mr. Dudley, his son, and my son.

The next day, David taught me that the purpose of putting me through that experience was to train me to let go of what I perceived to be painful memories in my past life, as well as to abolish my ego and foolish pride. He explained that only then, would I be able to be fully happy my new life as a sex slave whose only purpose is to pleasure him and his friends. I was starting to now understand how wise my Son was.

David continued my sexual training over the coming days. He explained that to completely destroy my ego so that I could become the perfect sex slave, that I needed to be sexually humiliated in public.

He dressed me in the same short frilly silk pink robe that he took pictures of me in to get me into this predicament. You know, the one that just barely ended below my ass cheeks, and exposed a generous amount of my cleavage even when fully tied at the front.

Him, Vlad, Johnny and Dudley drove me 1.5 hours to a few towns over where I wouldn't be recognized. They drove me to a seedy part of the town and made me walk around, following me around with high quality cameras like a camera crew. They wanted to mimic the Brazzers series "Asses in Public". The one where the Porn-star walks around in public letting random strangers feel her up.

We approached an out of shape older white man who looked like he was walking to an office job. He looked a bit scared when David and Vlad called out to him, but his eyes soon found me and intrigue took over. David explained that we were with 'Asses in Public' and wanted to cheer his day up a bit. He looked very hesitant, and seemed freaked out by the camera. Mr. Dudley nudged me to get closer to him. I approached him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He smiled awkwardly and grabbed my waist. While I was certainly out of my comfort zone, the poor guy seemed endearing to me. He was cute. I looked him in the eye and then looked down at my cleavage, somewhat inviting him. He looked down. I pressed my breasts together. David did most of the talking, urging him to 'give them a squeeze'. After a few seconds of considering, his eyes widened, he gave a sigh and he went on to grope my breasts through the robe.

I couldn't help but get a twinge of satisfaction as I saw a rustic metallic ring on his left index finger. I wonder when the last time was that he felt boobs like mine, if ever. Vlad slid my robe down my shoulders, exposing my naked breasts to the man. He moaned as he seemed mesmerized by them. I smiled and brought me breasts to his face. He buried his face to motorboat my tits. I almost laughed. I felt happy giving a man like this the opportunity to grope a hot woman. After several minutes the man looked at the camera which seemingly snapped him back to reality. He let me go suddenly, picked up his brief case and mumbled that he had to go. I watched the man scurry off. We all had a laugh.

I continued to walk around and approach men. With each man I felt more and more comfortable exposing my naked body to them and letting them fondle me. It was turning me on to be honest.

Within about half an hour we were approached by a group of three Mexican vagrants. I tried my best to smile. They looked at me and my camera crew suspiciously. I walked them into an alley and smiled. Next, I dropped my robe and stood in front of them completely naked. Their suspicion soon turned to sheer horniness as they gawked at my naked body. My cheeks were burning as they started moaning and yelling out sexual comments in their Spanish dialect.

Soon after they approached me, almost in unison. I soon felt 6 strange and cold hands start to grope me all over my body. I didn't know which one was groping my ass, my tits, or my pussy. I soon felt the familiar burning in my loins, I was being so turned on by this touching. I felt a warm wet tongue start to lap my ass hole, and another on my right tit. I felt two fingers enter my dripping pussy. I started moaning heavily.

My eyes opened wide as I saw one of them get his hard cock out. I winced in disappointment as David and Vlad stopped the men, thanked them for the footage and had me move on. I looked at him in disappointment and pouted, he smirked. I hastily tied up my slutty robe and got in the car. Next the boys drove me to a construction site and got out of the car.

It didn't take long for me to attract a large crowd of intrigued men. It was a mix of White, Mexican and Black men. Some were well muscled; some were out of shape. I didn't really care, I was reveling in the attention I was receiving from these strangers. My loins were burning, I was so horny.

The boys didn't need to say anything; I had become the showman. The crowd of twenty or so men cheered as I asked if they wanted a show. David smirked as I stood up on one of the platforms. I put on a bit of a strip show for the men as I slowly dropped the robe to the ground. The roared loudly as I stood in front of them completely naked.

I was practically dripping wet as I saw a few of them get on to the platform with me. Five or six at least approached me. I held my tits up for them invitingly. The first one smiled lustfully as he grabbed by rounds tits. I felt several pairs of hands grab me. My ass, pussy, tits, thighs and waist were all being groped by foreign hands. The crowd seemed to roar as my body writhed in ecstasy.

It wasn't long until my pussy was again invaded by foreign fingers. My tits were being slobbered on. I felt another finger invade my anus. I moaned out loud. I prayed that my master would let this continue. I briefly looked at him, he was smiling in approval. I glazed over the crowd. Almost all of them had their phones out and were filming or taking pictures. While the former me would have been terrified about the potential of my family or coworkers seeing this, the new me didn't care. I had embraced what I had become, and embraced that what was only important to me now was satisfying my primal needs.

I returned to the men around me. I saw that many of them had their cocks out. I heard a roar in the crowd as they saw me quickly get down on my knees and engulf the stranger's cock in front of me. One by one the men got their cocks out and shoved them around my face and mouth. They knew a cock-hungry whore than I saw one. Turn by turn, I hungrily sucked off each one, while jacking off others with my hands. I was fueled by the hungry moaning around me, as well as the desperate groping of my tits, ass and pulling of my hair.

My cock sucking skills got the men off one by one. By the time all were finished I had their jizz smattered all over my face, and dripping from my mouth down to my tits. The crowd groaned as David announced that we needed to leave before the police came! I walked around the crowd so that each of the men could take turns groping my body and take their own pictures if they wanted to. I wanted to make sure each man was satisfied. I knew that I would suck them all off if my master let me.

I regretfully put on my robe and got back in the car for the boys to take me back home. David again was proud of me. He rewarded me with a dose of Slut Candy that night and I enjoyed an unforgettable one on one night with my master.

The next morning, while lovingly stroking my hair, David explained that he was proud of how quickly I had fully embraced my new life. He said he was impressed by how easily I let go of my past life. He said to make me a perfect sex slave though, next we would need to work on gaining sexual experience in acts of depravity. He said my weak husband was far too bland in how he used me.

I whole heartedly agreed.

Kendra's Narration:

One of David's avid fans was an owner of a local strip club. David connected with him and arranged a deal. He would arrange for his best dancer to train me on how to strip and pole dance. I had formal dance training when I was young, so I picked up on the skill easily. And not to be arrogant, but within a few sessions, and practicing on my own at home, I was confident that I was a better and sexier dancer than my 'teacher'.

In exchange for the training, David agreed that I would dance for free in the man's club. Not that I needed any pay, I would gladly strip for free. I loved the attention of being a seductive nymph in the center of a room of desperate and horny men. It wasn't long until the owner told David that I was the main attraction in the club.

In exchange for some sexual favors for the owner, he even broke the golden rule of strip clubs and let David film me while I danced. This made for great footage for the website. It also wasn't long until David and the owner arranged for private parties in the strip club for my fans who were willing to pay for it.

These were my favorite audiences. They had followed my story from a simple housewife to a fully liberated slut.Their lust for me was unmeasurable. I felt that they almost were star struck when they saw me. I would dance for them in the back room at minimum, further sexual favors would depend on how much extra they paid. I wanted to fuck each and every one of them, and would inevitably be able to convince most of them to fork up the cash to 'go all the way' with their fantasy girl. David told me that this service turned into an excellent money maker for him!

My sexual depravity culminated just a few days ago. David arranged for a private party for 20 of his highest paying contributors. David had rented a penthouse suite in one of the local hotels to ensure that the accommodation was fit for a party.

I was of course the centerpiece. I was brought to the center of the room and was placed in steel handcuffs, blindfolded, and had a cold steel chain leash attached to the spiked black leather dog collar wrapped tightly around my neck. I could hear laughter and discussion around the guests, but couldn't see anyone. David slapped my cheek and told me to open my mouth.

The crowd cheered as the he placed a pill in my mouth. I instantly recognized this as Slut Candy. I smiled. I was already excited for today, but this was going to make it 100 times more enjoyable. I eagerly swallowed it. I wanted to suck my master off right there as a small token of appreciation.

I soon started to feel the familiar effects of the drug. I started to breath heavy as I became heavily flushed. My loins started to burn, my nipples, lips, anus and pussy were aching to be touched. Like he could read my mind, David invited each of the men, come touch me in any way they wanted.

One by one, each of my most enthusiastic fanatics approached me and had their way with me. I was in ecstasy at each man's touch. Some just groped my tits and ass. Some fingered my holes viciously. Some passionately kissed me. I loved every second of it. The fact that I was blindfolded made it even more arousing as I was fully reliant on my sense of touch.

After my introduction with each man, the festivities began. I was taken by who I assumed were the Dudleys, and forced onto a cold metal machine. It seemed like I was sitting on a metal saddle. There was some adjusting of some equipment and then it hit me. A metal probe was introduced into my asshole. I moaned out loud. My legs were put in stirrups and my legs were widened so that my pussy was directly pressed against the metal saddle.

I heard a switch 'flipped' and I was sent into a different world. The saddle started vibrating vigorously directly stimulating my clitoris. The probe in my ass started to vibrate as well. I was moaning so loudly I couldn't control myself. The crowd applauded and cheered. David walked up to me, in front of his fans, and smacked my face hard. He pulled my hair up so that I my face was pointing up towards his. He smacked me again a few times and asked me if I liked what was happening.

I grew to love when he was rough with me. I pleaded yes and thanked him profusely.

He told the patrons that it was time for them to get their dick wet. Again one by one they came up to me and I sucked them off. Each load deposited in my mouth gave me chills. My body was in a constant state of orgasm, but I peaked when I had a load shot down my throat.

After countless orgasms, I heard another machine be wheeled out. I was forcefully lifted from the Sybian machine and them roughly bent over the new machine. My feet were chained far apart from each other so that my legs were wide open. My torso was pressed on what seemed like a wood table. My ass was sticking up in the air, as my pelvic was the only part of my body that wasn't completely restrained.

My tits were forced through holes in the table and were dangling beneath me. I heard a creak as another wood piece wrapped around my waist from above and locked to the table that I was on. I I felt cracks in my spine as the medieval bondage device was locked tightly.

My hands were briefly released from my hand cuffs and my arms were laid out in front of me, stretched forward. They were then put in wooden arm rests, which were then painfully tightened. I couldn't move even if I wanted to.

The men standing behind me cheered at the sight in front of them.

I moaned loudly as I felt a large rubber butt plug inserted into my anus. I felt the furry tail attached to the butt plug in between my legs. My master had always treated me like a dog, about time I had the tail to match.

I felt some commotion beneath the table, and soon felt metal clamps attached to my nipples. I moaned in pleasure and intense pain as the clamps were tightened on my aching nipples. David announced that it was time to 'spank this bitch like the whore she is'.

I soon felt sharp spanks to my ass cheeks. I felt my bubble butt jiggle with each strike. The men cheered and I moaned as the spanks began to get firmer.

After about 20 smacks, I heard David step away and another pair of footsteps walk towards me. I soon felt a wood paddle start to dudgeon my poor butt cheeks. I moaned in pain. The paddle was big so it smacked both of my ass cheeks simultaneously and served to smash my butt plug into my anus. The men cheered with each smack and counted out loud.

I heard comments about how my ass was turning beet red. Next came a heavy set of foot steps that I could only assume was Mr. Dudley. I soon felt a sharp smacking pain that I could only assume was being delivered by a leather belt. As painful as it was, I couldn't help but smile devilishly. I always had a spanking fantasy, and here I was tied up in bondage, with a dogtail butt plug up my ass getting whipped with a leather belt on my ass in front of 25 men. How could I be so lucky!

I moaned in pain and moaned for Mr. Dudley to go harder and he complied. I shrieked at his last few blows.

Finally, I heard ooo's and ahh's as the last man, who I assumed was Johnny, walked up to me. I was excited. I was soon hit with a searing lash of pain on my right cheek. I shrieked in pain.

Was this depraved fucker actually whipping me with a leather whip? He cracked his whip for the crowd before assaulting my left cheek. The crowd was enthralled. I was shrieking in pain, but I still loved it. My ass was squirming in fear and anticipation of the next strike.

I'm sure by the end of his turn, that I was likely bleeding. He got a laugh from the crowd as he told them not to worry because he had the perfect cream to apply to help a sex slave's butt heal from a whipping!

David announced that it was now time for the men to fuck my pussy. One at a time they had their way with my dripping wet pussy. Some of them would spank my deeply bruised ass while fucking me, others would push my butt plug in and out of my ass causing me to moan louder. I loved the feeling that I was simply property to be used be these men. It made me like a sexual object.

With each load deposited in my pussy I would convulse into a powerful orgasm. I thought to myself that it was a good think my master injected me with birth control. I knew David also screened these private payers as well to make sure they weren't depositing any diseases into me along with their loads. So I felt like I had nothing to worry about.

When all twenty men had used my pussy, I was broken free from my bondage. I rolled onto the cold floor. I was panting and utterly exhausted. After hours of fucking, the Slut Candy was wearing off.

David stood me up, unchained me and took my blindfold off. The men cheered and applauded David and I. David sang my praises, and thanked all of the men for coming.

For the rest of the night, I served drinks and food to the men. I signed things for them. I realized that some of these men had been buying my panties, bras and other personal items. Some of these men really did worship me!

I posed for pictures with them, and of course let them grope my body at will. Most of them were spent, but some of them could use another round so I would take them into one of the bedrooms and let them have their way with me.

Near the end of the night, David called me over to sit on his lap. I did so with pleasure.

"Mom, I know you think that this party was for these guys." I looked around the room meet a bunch of smiling faces. "But really, this was for you."

I looked at him quizzically. He continued.

"Mom, you have become everything that you're meant to be, what every woman is meant to be. You've become a fully liberated sex slave." He smiled

Cheers rang through the room.

"Thank you master." I smiled

One of the men brought foreword a briefcase and removed some documents and placed them on the table in front of us.

I looked at the paper.

"This is a sex slave contract." He explained "Drawn up and signed by a few of our lawyers in this room. Don't sweat the details babe, but essentially it says that you denounce your human rights, and give me all of your inheritance and property. Furthermore, you give me authority to make all decisions on your behalf. Basically, this contract says that I own you like a piece of property." David gleamed

One of the lawyers in the room piped in "We've had 5 lawyers on the site draw this up and another 10 take a look at it. While it is unorthodox, it should hold up."

"And me, as well as Dr. Jones over there are willing to say you're in your right mind from a psychiatric perspective" A bald man who presumably was a psychiatrist chirped with a smile.

David smiled, and handed me a pen and smiled reassuringly.

I looked down at the contract. I didn't even need to think twice. I signed it enthusiastically. The room cheered enthusiastically. The paper made the rounds around the room as one by one the various men signed it. I realized that all of these men were some form of lawyer, judge, doctor, or accountant of some type that would make sure that this contract was legit.

I was proud to call myself my master's property. I passionately kissed David. The crowd cheered as I got on top of him as he sat on the couch and straddled his groin. I unzipped his pants and rode my master to commemorate our official contract.

I thought back to a few days ago to when I signed that contract. That was one of the happiest moments of my life. And the only reason I say 'one of' was that so many happy events had occurred in the last month that it's hard to rank them.

I returned myself to preparing my master's meal while I reflected on my new life.

All of these events made me realize that David knew me better than I knew myself. I now follow him unconditionally with no second thoughts. I slowly even let go about caring about myself, or should I say, my former self and what I thought was important. I let go of the need to even be treated with the rights that most humans care about so much. All I care about now is satisfying my guttural needs as a woman, and pleasuring my master. Letting go of everything else and focusing on this has made me happier than I've ever been before.

I sometimes reflect on my past life, and the life that many women lead. I laugh at how foolish I was, and they are. There is no amount of money, materials, or professional achievement that will fill the needs of a woman the way that submitting yourself to slavery for a strong man and being completely sexually dominated will. David didn't lock me up in shackles and chains like I initially thought he was, he completely liberated me, and I love him unconditionally for it.

I realized it was about time that David was going to wake up. I made my way to the bedroom, stroked his cock and started riding him to wake him up right.