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Catherine’s Punishment part 11
By Johnnyboy
Knotsshackles@yahoo.com
Smiling with pleasure when Switching off his cell phone, Sean wondered if Tony would go for it, of course he should have asked first, but with Vicky’s call coming as a something of a surprise Sean had leaped in with both feet, hoping that Tony, after hearing his proposal, would agree to his hastily arranged plans ..
‘Is that Sean?’ .
‘Who is this’? Sean had replied. Knowing full well the voice on the other end of the line belonged to Victoria Preston.
‘If that’s Sean, We need to talk’
‘I said who this is?’
Sean had given Vicky his ‘pay as you go’ cell phone number so there was no way he could be identified as the owner of the phone but he was determined to extract every once of respect he possibly could from Vicky.
For A few moments there was silence, then.
‘Victoria, Victoria Preston, is that Sean?.
‘
Sean thought of his fathers words: ‘treat em mean keep them keen’ it had been the first time Sean had realised his own father was a ‘dominant’
‘What is it you were told to call me?’ demanded Sean.
But in return there was again silence for a while then, very softy, Vicky spoke once more.
‘We need to talk .Master’
‘Talk about what, Victoria?’
‘About what you talk about the other day’
Sean though remained silent; Vicky had yet to address him properly.
’Master’ she finally said after a long pause.
‘Where do you want to meet Mrs. Preston’ asked Sean, deliberately being formal with Vicky.
‘I, well, I hadn’t thought about that, here I suppose, perhaps one morning’
Sean had been thinking on his feet and quickly ruled out visiting Vicky’s house, just in case he may be set up and so replied.
‘No, you can come to the bookshop where I work’
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Whilst it had been no more than twenty seconds since she had knelt on the floor before him it seemed to Catherine that Dan had been looking down upon her kneeling figure for an eternity, to Catherine, Dan’s eyes seemed to be devouring her, burning through her little black dress to her naked body beyond. Catherine became very, very worried about Dan’s intentions.
‘I need to know what it is you want from me Dan!’ Catherine finally blurted, unable to contain her anxiety or to cope with Dan’s silence any longer.
‘Its simple, what I want from you Mother is from now onward is nothing less than your total obedience toward me at all times’ replied Catherine’s son with all the solemnity he could muster.
Despite having once already been taken over her son’s knee and toyed with, despite Dan having entered her bathroom and forcing her to stand naked before him or suffer a caning and noting for the first time Dan had dropped the word ‘Mum’ in favour of a more formal ‘Mother’, Catherine was none the less stunned by her son’s words.
‘DAN! You must remember I am your Mother I know I allowed you to to, well to spank me, but that was ..well, let’s say It was a silly game between us, but that was wrong Dan, very, very wrong. God, if your father even suspected such a thing had happened. I was wrong to allow you to do that to me Dan and I have regretted it ever since you must find a girl your own age Dan, you cannot possibly expect me to,. To ..
‘To what Mother, what is it you are expecting me to do?’
Dan’s interruption threw Catherine. How could she possibly tell her son she thought he wanted to fuck her?
‘Please Dan; please don’t make things so hard for me, I think we both know what I’m talking about’
‘You mean I want to do the same things Sean did to you’ replied Dan.
Catherine’s eyes widened in shock, so now it was out in the open,
Her intuition had been correct; it seemed Dan really was aware of what had been going on between Sean and her. But what else did he know?
But right then she needed to appease Dan and then take control of the situation and so more and more lies slipped easily from Catherine’s lips.
‘Dan please .I was stupid that day, okay I did allow Sean and his friend to cane me but that’s all that happened, it was just a silly game where things got a little out of hand after we spoke about school discipline. But that’s all it was Dan, Sean and his friend apologised and left afterward so I decided not to take things further by complaining to your father. ‘
‘I know Sean came to see me again but that time it really was to discuss some educational points Dan, after that I told Sean it would be best if he didn’t come again and as for young Kevin Smith, well apparently he is no friend of Sean and for some reason he called around wanting to know what Sean was doing here, thinking maybe he could get me to say something bad about Sean, I had trouble getting him out of the house, but he went eventually, that’s all there is to it Dan’
Fully aware of his Mothers lies, Dan was never the less enjoying Catherine’s discomfiture, watching his mother squirm like this was fun; she was his little fish dangling on the end of his line.
Three strides and Dan was standing behind Catherine looking down at her clasped hands as well as the harsh rising and falling of her bare breasts beneath her little black dress.
‘So why did you allow Sean into the house again Mother, the day I went for my football training?
Unnerved by Dan standing behind her, Catherine, feeling more and more like a naughty schoolgirl twisted her head and shoulders round toward him; the effect was to make his Mother even more appealing to Dan as she looked up with pleading eyes, completely forgetting that the day beforehand Dan had ‘reminded’ her Sean would be visiting her that afternoon.
‘I .I, he ..Sean, he came into the house while I was in my bath Dan I had no choice, he was sitting in the living room when I came down after I had dressed’,
‘But you told me you were expecting Sean that day, he told me himself the day before that you had invited him back for more err, tuition Mother’.
‘I, well, Sean had pleaded I allow him another opportunity to apologise, I just expected him to knock first but her must have come around the back while I was upstairs, that’s all Dan’ she replied and then Catherine turning away from him, was shocked to feel Dan laying a riding crop on her shoulder.
‘So did Sean spank you again Mother?’
‘Dan...Please!’
‘Or did he use this on you Mother?,’ Replied Dan, fully intent on crushing his Mothers resistance.
Recalling how expertly Sean had used the leather strap upon her Catherine shivered to the familiar feel of the riding crop against her shoulder.
‘Please, please stop this Dan, why are you doing this to me, I’m your Mother for heavens sake!’
‘Did you agree with Sean that you would be punished in my Bedroom Mother, with twelve strokes of this whip, here in my bedroom?
Catherine shuddered in recollection of the twelve strokes. Sean must surely have told Dan what he had done to her.
‘Dan, please .Sean was lying to you, trying to get his own back, yes, he did try to spank me again but I threw him out, I guess he boasted to Kevin as well about that and that’s why Kevin came around’.
‘Okay then you can stand up Mother’
Slowly Catherine thankfully eased herself from the bedroom carpet, Dan must have believed her!
But with her back to Dan, Catherine was taken aback to find him suddenly lowering the zipper of her dress, exposing her bra less back all the way down to the tiny elastic of her thong waistband.
‘Please .Dan, no, don’t do that, you mustn’t, its wrong’
‘But you lied to me Mother’ replied Dan and before Catherine could react Dan had pulled her Dress of her shoulders and then slipped the thin black chiffon down her body until it had fallen into a pool around Catherine’s ankles, leaving her naked save for her thong, suspenders and black stockings.
Catherine’s first stunned reaction was to pull away from her son but Dan’s strong young hands held her shoulders fast before, to her astonishment, Dan snapped a pair of steel handcuffs around her wrists.
‘Oh my god Dan, take them off PLEASE!’
But, ignoring his Mothers plea Dan continued.
‘You see I know Sean whipped you here in my room because I watched him doing it Mother, I was curious, so I didn’t go to football training that day, instead I crept back into the house. I didn’t really believe Sean when he said he wanted to be a teacher because most people know he’s going into the family business so wanted to find out what he was really up to, well, I found out that day!’
Catherine shoulders sagged in despair; it was clear to her that Dan must suspected something from Sean and Tom’s first visit that was why he had acted so strangely since then.
But at least her fears that Dan was in cahoots with Sean had proved unfounded and for that alone Catherine was at least thankful, that would have been unbearable to her.
But this discovery bought with it the worry of just what Dan indented to do with this knowledge. Catherine’s whole body suddenly shook, if Dan had witnessed some of those things Sean had did to her that afternoon then the repercussions didn’t bear thinking about
‘Turn toward me Mother’ Said Dan interrupting Catherine’s train of thought
‘For pity’s sake don’t make me do that Dan’ she whined.
‘Either you do as I say or we tell Dad and the rest of the family, I’m sure Auntie Victoria would love to hear about what you have been up to with my school friends’
This was madness, total madness; Catherine knew she should run from her son’s room and then throw herself on the mercy of her husband and family.
And of course I’m sure Sean and Tom’s parents would be most interested in what you have being doing with their sons.’
This stunned Catherine even more; the shame on her family caused by her initial simple failure to resist those two dominant boys would tear the family apart, not to mention all their long held friendships and knowing her son seemed more than capable of carrying out his threats Catherine dejectedly placed her hands on her head and slowly turned to face Dan realising that for the time being at least, he held her in the palm of his hand.
‘God, have I created a monster? , when did he grow up? And how did I not notice the change in him?
All Catherine could do now was stand handcuffed before him and listen to her son continue his ever-increasing humiliation of her until, until there came his inevitable demands of her, then Catherine would decide what she must do .one way or the other.
But now, with the addition of these handcuffs, Dan’s humiliation of his Mother was becoming increasingly sexual in its nature and standing only a foot or so from his Mother, Dan’s sixteen year old cock almost burst from his pants as seeing Catherine’s beautiful almost naked body once again.
There was no doubt in Dan’s young mind that her tiny thong combined with the black stockings and suspenders served only to enhance his mother’s mature beauty and those breasts those oh so fantastic breasts, with their large red nipples, held high and firm with his Mother having her hands upon her head made Dan’s groin ache to bursting point.
Catherine almost jumped from her skin to see Dan first hold the riding crop before Catherine’s eyes and then place its soft leather tip against her nipple ring.
‘I really do like the nipple ring, it suits you Mother but you lied to me in your Bathroom, Sean arranged to have it done for you, didn’t he?’
Since the ‘ringmaster’ had fitted the gold nipple ring Catherine’s nipples seemingly needed no excuse to harden at the slightest touch, causing her cunt to juice and throb. To her despair but to Dan’s delight today was no exception as his Mother’s already large nipples involuntarily grew to huge proportions before his eyes. Desperately trying to ease her wrists from the cold steel ‘cuffs Catherine prayed silently ‘Oh my god, please, please don’t let my body betray me’
‘I, I really had thought about for some time Dan, maybe Sean did mention it but it was my own idea, really’
‘So you did show him then Mother, show him your tits and the nipple ring?’
Catherine realised her son had trapped her, how devious and clever he had become!
‘I, well, yes Dan’
‘When?’
‘Oh God, on, well the same day you were supposed to be at football training’
‘I saw your tits that day Mother, you didn’t have a nipple ring then so was Sean there when the ring was put into your nipple’?
For a moment Catherine was dumbstruck, how could she have been so stupid.
‘Oh .I’m sorry, I forgot, this is making me so nervous he must have been I suppose’
‘So it was his idea then?’
‘Yes’ replied Catherine softy resigned to the fact her son seemed far cleverer than she had ever given him credit for.
Suddenly, before Catherine could react, Dan’s fingers had taken her nipple, pushing back on the gold ring and softly rolling the already hardened nub between finger and thumb.
Catherine knew she should brush Dan’s hand away if she had been able but she complied with his demand she remain still.
Then involuntarily, just as had happened with Sean, Tony, Joan, the three middle aged men, Catherine, knowing she was fast becoming trapped into the web of forbidden erotic pleasure Dan was obviously weaving around her, was unable to prevent a low moan of pleasure whilst her own son played, first with her ringed nipple and then, when satisfied with his mother’s compliance, taking her other nipple with his spare hand to play with both together.
‘I was in the wardrobe when I first saw you mother you were almost naked, Sean was leading you into my room and you were wearing a leather collar Attached to a dog leash Sean was holding, your Red bra was around your waist, you had been handcuffed and you were gagged, I guess Sean had bought that Red ball gag with him as well as the other stuff but your tits looked great with those metal clamps Sean must have put on your nipples ’
Had not Dan’s somehow skilful fingers been toying with her nipples then maybe, just, maybe, Catherine would have reacted and perhaps, even though handcuffed, fled the room but, just as had happened with Tony, Catherine’s mind was floating away on a raft of pleasure, throbbing deep inside and helplessly closing her eyes, groaned in pleasure and as her legs almost buckled beneath her as her body responded to Dan’s ministrations, Catherine knew that if her on didn’t stop toying with her nipples she would very soon orgasm right there.
‘I watched as he blindfolded you, then I heard Sean telling you how he would punish you Mother, I watched him taking off your red bra and then throw it in the corner, I heard him saying you were his Slave and I watched you Nod your head when he asked if you deserved to be punished, just as I am going to punish you now’
As Dan released her nipples whilst she was on the verge of an orgasm, Catherine’s reaction as her son then eased her into kneeling position up on his bed his bed to was one of resigned compliance; after all, Dan had punished her before, but of course this time she would be almost naked when he did, but she was taken aback when Dan, releasing one nipple, produced from his pocket the tiny red satin thong for which his mother had so desperately searched his room.
So now she knew, Dan had been hiding her underwear all the time!
‘This is yours Mother, the one you searched for in here, in my room, I watched Sean take it of you before he licked your cunt and ass, now you can kneel there while I put it on for you.
As shocked as she was to hear her son describing her most intimate of areas in such a vulgar fashion Catherine had little option but to obey Dan.
So with little choice in the matter, Catherine looked down as Dan’s fingers pulled own on the black elastic of on tiny thong and with her large Breast’s swaying under Dan’s watchful gaze as she wobbled on the bed.
Fully aware of the erotic peep show she was providing for her son, Catherine eased her knees up in turn, allowing Dan to remove the tiny garment, fully aware her cunt lips would be glistening with her own moisture and fully visible to him beneath her shaven pubic mound as she tried as best she could to retain some form of dignity whilst Dan then reversed the process and dressed his mother in the tiny red thong.
But as Catherine belatedly realised the whole thing would be a pointless exercise if she were to turn her back on Dan for her bottom and cunt lips would, she knew, be even more on display to her son, a very thin strip of black elastic between her bum cheeks would serve only to heighten her nudity.
Completing the task Dan had given her Catherine looked up at her son with pleading tearful eyes and then begged her son to reconsider.
‘Please Dan .please, not like this, what I did was so very, very wrong but what you are thinking of doing would be a million times worse,’
‘You mean if I fuck my own Mother?’
It was out, it had now been said but Catherine was at a total loss to say anything and instead could only stare at her son with pleading eyes and plead
‘Please, please stop this now Dan, stop this and take of these handcuffs
‘Maybe I will if you behave yourself Mother, but right now, one way or the other I am going to punish you for lying to me, whatever I decide after that will happen whether you want it or not, now turn around before I whip your tits instead!’
Catherine could scarcely believe her sixteen year old son was being harsh with her, ‘just where did he learn to be so ..so, oh God, so Dominant’
But certain this new mature dominant Dan would not hesitate to use the horse crop on her Breasts, Catherine eventually capitulated and turned away from her son before awkwardly and ashamedly lowering her face into the bedspread, thus leaving her bottom and cunt lips exposed to Dan’s inquisitive and joyous gaze, her only defence now was the hope he would allow her to keep her thighs, knees and ankles pressed as tightly together as they now were.
‘Christ I’ve done it’ thought Dan, looking at the glorious spectacle his all but naked mother now presented him. With her ‘cuffed wrists making futile attempts to cover herself, the very thin strip of elastic buried now between her buttocks and cunt lips served only to heighten Catherine’s exposure and how he would enjoy pulling the black elastic aside.
In his heart Dan had never really believed he would get this far.
Sure, his Mother had a lot to hide and he already knew most of it, seen most of it, here at home with Sean’s visits and in that strange bookshop come dungeon and when Kevin Smith had either fucked or raped her in her bedroom, an event she, his forty two year old Mother had, as far as he knew, said not a word about. But was there more, what about the other evening, just what had she been doing?
Dan thought his Mother must be hiding something far more damaging and determined he would discover exactly what that was.
Suddenly Catherine felt the tip of the leather horse crop on her cunt lips, pushing against her moist entrance.
While her handcuffed wrists swatted uselessly downward, Catherine pleaded.
‘NO, please Dan, don’t do that’.
Dan’s answer was to take the crop away but seconds later Catherine’s bottom was stinging with a harsh blow from the riding crop causing her to squeal to the sudden stinging sensation.
‘Sean did that twelve times to your bottom and then I watched him lick your cunt and Ass Mother so I’m going to keep whipping your ass until you ask me to do the same!’
‘NO’ cried Catherine I’ll never do that you mustn’t do this to me Dan!’
Dan laid a second harder blow from the crop, this time just below Catherine’s bottom at the top of her thighs, causing his beautiful mature Mother to scream out in pain and topple over where she tried to curl herself up into a ball, only to have Dan lay the crop across naked shoulders causing Catherine to squeal to even greater pain and with Dan’s bed pushed against the wall there was nowhere to hide, nowhere she could scrabble away to, so turning back toward Dan, Catherine pleaded with her son.
‘PLEASE DAN, please Stop, your hurting me!’
But Dan was far to close to realising his most extreme fantasy to allow his Mother to escape no matter how much he had to hurt her, and so bringing up the riding crop he landed another blow on the helpless Catherine, this time though the crop was aimed fair square across one of his Mother’s large exposed Breasts just above her nipple, causing Catherine’s whole body to jerk in a spasm of searing pain
Get back on your knees and spread your legs Mother, it won’t be so bad that way!’
Catherine’s options were no options all really, either stay on her sons Bed like this, helpless and handcuffed, taking yet more unbearable blows from the crop, or face up to having her whole existence implode and face a life of shame.
So with great reluctance she again eased herself up onto a kneeling position before her son, even, when he tapped her inner thigh with the riding crop, parting her legs until Dan was satisfied, leaving Catherine trembling in apprehension, consoled only with the knowledge her bottom was far more suited than her Breasts to Dan’s punishing riding crop.
..
Just as her Sister had done weeks earlier Victoria Preston turned her nose up at the downmarket area and looked from her car to the tired looking bookshop across the road and then back a the couple of rough looking youths who seemed to be hanging around the entrance.
Looking at her watch and unaware he had been looking down at her from an upstairs window, Vicky eventually decided she was now late enough to perhaps keep Sean on tenterhooks as to whether she would turn up or not, and so after checking her lipstick in the rear view mirror, Vicky collected her handbag and alighted from the car, smoothing down her white summer dress a she did so.
Despite her earlier thoughts about Sean, in the few days since her phone call Vicky had predictably reverted to her long cultivated superior mindset. Now as she walked confidently across the road, Vicky’s idea was that Sean, with his wonderfully muscular body and huge rampaging cock would become her very secret lover, he would, after suitable negotiations of course, be allowed to visit her as and when she required his services. This agreed, as an act of kindness, Vicky would then inform Sean she would be willing to forgo retribution for his despicable treatment of her.
As Vicky walked inside the tatty bookshop, Kevin Smith, as ever standing outside the shop with an equally scruffy friend looked her up and down with approval, going through his regular routine of ‘sizing up’ the various women who entered the shop.
Another snotty bitch, this one though, Kevin presumed to be a genuine customer. Tony, who ‘employed’ Kevin to keep an eyes on the place as well as put the frighteners on certain people always ‘gave him the nod’ when a model arrived, especially the ones Tony wanted frightening and taking down a peg or two, like that bitch Catherine Dixon.
Well he had certainly sorted her out, what a great fuck she turned had out to be, and thinking he must pay her another visit Kevin decided the bitch in the white dress now going inside would fit the bill very nicely as well. Black Hair, good face, if a little older than the Dixon bitch and a little fuller of figure but better stacked tits by the looks of it and good trim Ass just ready for a good butt fuck if I ever get the chance, decided Kevin, wondering if she wore stockings under her knee length white dress.
In fact, Sean’s last words to Vicky had been that she would be wearing an all black outfit when she arrived, both outer and underwear and so Vicky’s intention, by wearing a white Dress accompanied by a White silk bra and matching panties was to make a statement to Sean that she, not he would decide on her attire, even her tan stockings were ‘hold ups’, not the garter belt and stockings Sean would obviously expect of her.
Inside and Imperiously looking around the faded bookshop Vicky’s eyes finally came to rest upon the somewhat mousy figure of Joan, Tony’s assistant come Slave.
‘I’m here to see a young man’ began Vicky in her best self-important tone before, as if looking to remind her self of his name, glancing down at a piece of paper.
‘Sean Brady is I believe his name’
Before answering Vicky Joan Looked across the counter, musing upon how much Vicky’s attitude toward her would change if she were given this so obviously conceited woman for a couple of hours,
‘I see Madam, Sean works in the upstairs office; he is expecting you so if you would like to go through that door and walk up the stairs I’m sure Sean will be waiting for you’
Without even thanking her, Vicky then haughtily made her way past Joan through the doorway and then on up the stairs, leaving Joan to smile and shake her head as she made her way across to the shop entrance, there to lock the door before putting up the closed sign before pulling down the window shade, leaving Kevin, still outside the bookshop to curse his luck.
‘Damm, the bitch must be up for a bondage session after all!, well, maybe I’ll just follow this one home, if Tony is going to hold out on me then I’ll take what’s owing to me in kind!’
After making her own way upstairs Joan settled herself by the monitors in the spare office in time to see Vicky settling into the guest chair opposite Sean, now sat at Tony’s huge desk. Him self away on business for a few days had giving his blessing to Sean’s request on the proviso Joan would also be involved and to assist if required, an arrangement Sean was only to happy to agree to, and one Tony knew would leave Joan ensuring his own interests would be looked after.
Meeting Vicky at the top of the stairs and noting her all white attire Sean had quickly realised she was adopting the same severe persona as when he had first called upon her armed with the Bondage photos and DVD’s set up after Dan had put the date rape drug in his aunt’s coffee before letting him into the house.
Sean had shrugged this off though, in reality in meant more fun and games and that was the purpose of the whole thing.
‘You said we needed to talk, Vicky’ Began Sean after she had seated herself opposite him
Vicky began a well rehearsed reply.
‘I’m not going to beat about the bush young man; the fact is you came into my home last week uninvited and armed with those disgusting photos and films you somehow
managed to drug me into posing for those images and then you forced me to . to, have ..sex with you by blackmailing and beating me, you must have had an accomplice to drug me n the first place .I think it was my nephew and that is the only reason I haven’t reported you to the police’
‘So?’
Having fully expected him to try and wriggle his way out of the situation Vicky was thrown by Sean’s reply.
‘What do you mean so? Do you really expect me to keep quiet about this? She finally retorted’
‘What I mean is I don’t have slightest idea who your nephew is; I came by those pics and films when a guy outside the shop stopped me. He told me he needed some quick cash, had some films and pics of a black haired lady with big tits in bondage while she was sucking some guys cock, that sort of thing, told me a guy who burgled your house had given them to him, it may even have been your nephew for all I know, he even gave him your address for some reason. So after looking at them myself I thought you’d want them back so I thought I’d return them that day, as you know Vicky, we looked at them together, you got excited I guess and one thing led to another then we fucked
‘Sure I beat you a little but what guy wouldn’t have after seeing the way you loved it in the films. You loved it when I gave you head, screaming for more, you sucked my cock afterward and then we had a great fuck. Later you told me you were proud of those films and pics, that I should keep them and use them as I wish so long as I didn’t embarrass your family’
Vicky couldn’t believe her ears, this was incredible .ridiculous and things were not going at all the way she had planned!
‘That’s rubbish and you know it!’ she cried. ‘Absolute Rubbish, God for two pins I’d call the police right now!’
‘Go ahead Vicky’ not for the first time Sean half a cell phone toward the stunned mature beauty.
‘They may even find your nephew really was responsible for taking that stuff from your house, tell you what Vicky, give me his address and I’ll go ask his family’!
From the spare office Joan listened and watched, Sean was proving a real star, a great act, he had this stuck up bitch by the proverbial balls and was squeezing hard.
As for Vicky, all she could do now was bluster.
‘I came here to give you a chance, I was prepared to let the matter drop, I was even prepared to allow you to visit me again on a, well a more ‘friendly’ basis, but it seams ..well it seems you only want to argue the point’ Vicky finished lamely.
Sean stood up then. Walking behind a suddenly nervous Vicky he said.
‘I told you to dress all in black today Vicky’
‘That’s not the point, I dress as I please.’
‘I told you to call me ‘Master’
‘Stop this!’
Suddenly Sean threw a glossy covered photo magazine onto the desk before Vicky. Looking down it was easy to see the title. ‘MATURE BONDAGE BABES’.
But Vicky’s attention was drawn more to the ‘cover girl’ ..it was herself naked!, only the tiny scrap of satin that constituted her thong covered her pubis, she had been gagged and handcuffed in her own lounge whilst posing for the camera with sleepy but pleading eyes.
‘Oh my God’! Cried Vicky softy, stunned to silence.
That’s for publication in certain European countries,, they like that sort of thing over there, we can print thousands of them, they should bring us plenty of cash without your family having to see them, as you asked ..hopefully, and after these magazines of course we have the films’.
Behind Vicky Sean pressed some remote control buttons and suddenly, on the wall a few feet from where she sat a large screen TV flickered into life and to her absolute horror Vicky saw, superimposed over an image of herself licking the plum like head of a huge cock, the title words. ‘VICKY GETS BOUND, BEATEN & FUCKED’
Then followed a skilfully patched together ten minute DVD recording of various scenes of the afternoon Sean had visited Vicky in her home, craftily hiding a couple of quality spy cams in just the right positions.
Ten minutes during which Vicky, feeling sick to the pit of her stomach, watched herself sucking cock, her body whipped and beaten, then licked and fucked in various states of undress and undoubtedly Vicky would have fled Tony’s office in floods of tears had not Sean’s strong hands pushed down on her shoulders, forcing her to look at the large TV screen!.
‘That’s just the shortened version Vicky, the full hour long job is even more hot, as its real life stuff and not paid models.’ we reckon it will sell for maybe £50 a copy’.
‘Oh God, please. Why me? Vicky softy whispered. ‘Why are you doing this to me?’
But Sean ignored her pleading question and massaging her tense shoulders, said.
‘I told you to come here dressed in Black Vicky, but you disobeyed me; now tell me what you are wearing under that dress’
Why on earth had she agreed to come here today thinking she could simply bluff her way out of Sean’s threats by becoming once again the domineering forceful woman she so enjoyed portraying?, how easily this young man had set her up.
‘A ..bra .. Stockings panties ..all white’ Replied Vicky eventually her voice almost a whisper, thinking it pointless now to make things worse by repeating her earlier statement that she would dress as she pleased.
‘Well Vicky, you either strip naked, in here right now before your Master and then dress in something I choose for you or if you really want me to sell this stuff you go home right now and you can take a magazine and DVD as a souvenir of your visit before they go on sale ‘
Releasing her shoulders Sean stepped back.
Having no real choice at all Vicky eventually stood and began unbuttoning her white summer dress.
‘Turn and face me’ Sean told her as with downcast eyes Vicky pulled the light material away from her shoulders and by the time she had complied with Sean’s demand the button through dress was lying in a pool around her ankles.
A couple of minutes later, after a huge effort of will power, Vicky had reach behind to unclasp her bra and then remove the white silk revealing the huge, matronly, yet still firm Breasts with the huge nipples Sean remembered so well.
Dropping the bra at her feet Vicky had said nothing, but her eyes had pleaded with Sean, but his silent reply was to cruelly nod toward her white panties. Shortly Vicky was trying as best she could to remove the silken garment with as much dignity as she could muster.
‘Hand them to me Vicky, you won’t need them again’ Said Sean and Seconds later Vicky dejectedly looked on whilst Sean ripped her expensive silk panties to shreds.
‘Now the stockings pass them to me Vicky then climb up on the desk, get on your knees, spread your legs and rest your bum on your ankles then put your hands together behind your neck.’
Aghast, Vicky slowly did Sean’s bidding and a minute later the raven haired mature beauty created for Sean the most wonderful of sights. Vicky was facing Sean, her totally naked body kneeling on the green leather inlay of Tony’s huge desk, wide spread knees allowed Sean, sitting before her in the huge swivel chair a glorious sight of her black pubic mound whilst the effect of clasping her hands together behind her neck was to pull Vicky’s huge Breasts proudly upright.
Right at that moment Sean couldn’t decide which body he preferred, that of Vicky or that of her sister Catherine. No matter though, he now owned them both anyway. Sean pressed a button located under the desk, time now to make his ownership of her just a little clearer to Vicky.
Moments later Vicky was astonished to see Joan standing before her, only Sean’s barked command she retain her position kept her from trying to cover her nudity with her arms and the, in astonishment and disbelief , heard Joan, arms folded across her chest and studying Vicky’s body, telling Sean.
‘I see what you mean Sean, naked she doesn’t look bad for her age,’ said Joan, arms folded across her chest.
‘I think so Joan but maybe you should dress her properly and then find out for yourself just how good a shape she is in’ ..
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For a while Dan really thought his Mother, even handcuffed as she, was about to flee his room but it seemed she had not worked out that Dan could hardly ‘spill the beans’ without his own involvement being discovered.
Not only that but the repercussions to him would be severe with the likes of Sean and Kevin both of who would undoubtedly give him the beating of his life should he sell them out to his father and their parents. Maybe she would work it out for herself eventually but by then it would be far too late to escape Dan’s clutches
Dan’s handcuffing of his mother had been a real risk, but one worth taking, for with her almost naked bottom swaying deliciously as she wriggled her arms from side to side she looked fantastic, by far the sexiest display Dan had seen in his short life, looking at his watch to see it was now gone eight o’clock he realised time was now short, he’d best get on with it.
Humiliatingly making her count each blow from the horsewhip, Dan punished his mother’s buttocks with zeal and relish. On the DVD he had watched Sean do exactly the same thing so many times but now, with his young cock almost bursting through his jeans, experiencing first hand the thrill of punishing his wriggling, squirming, yelping, yet often softly moaning Mother’s bottom was the greatest moment of his young life
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven .on and on Catherine pitifully counted as Dan, leaving a good few seconds between each blow to allow her punishment to ‘sink in’ carefully moved his aim closer and closer toward Catherine’s glistening mound, lessening the severity as he did so.
Dan knew it was highly unlikely his mother would actually ask him to lick her but that didn’t matter so after the twelfth stroke Dan reached toward Catherine’s lower back and hooked the thin elastic of her thong into his finger, pulling it aside and out from between her buttocks and then pushing the tip of the riding crop just into the entrance of Catherine’s very moist cunt lips.
‘Oh my God’ she moaned but made no effort to pull away.
And as he pushed a little harder and Dan sensed Catherine pushing herself back a little, softly emitting long low moans of pleasure and he clearly saw little rivulets of moisture running down her cunt lips. Aware his Mother was on the verge of orgasm; Dan pushed a little more and after watching the tip of his riding crop easily disappear into the void between her cunt lips, began a slow sawing motion in and out of Catherine’s love hole.
‘Oh my lord ohhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!’ She cried
‘From now on you tell me everything Mother, everywhere you go, everything you are going to do you will tell me about. Understand’?
‘Oooooohhh .oh Christ yes ok .yes!’
With his erection now almost at bursting point Dan unzipped himself and pulled out his throbbing young cock whilst at the same time pulling the riding crop from within his mother’s soaking love hole.
Unable to contain himself and feverishly rubbing up and down on his cock, Dan lowered his head and pushed out his tongue and nestled it between his mother’s cunt lips, tasting her sweet milky nectar and for a long moment Dan remained there, his tongue not moving, not daring to move, such was the magnitude of what he had done.
‘On my God noooooo don’t ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh’ Cried Catherine.
With another long low moan Catherine began moving, pushing herself against his tongue and then Dan was exploring her, his tongue pushing aside his Mother’s cunt lips, searching for and finding the hard little button he had read so much about, bringing long groans of pleasure from Catherine whilst he feverishly massaged his own dick.
Suddenly and without warning, warm juices began flooding from within Catherine’s love box, spilling out through her cunt lips and onto Dan’s tongue.
‘Oh oh oh .God, don’t stop Dan ..don’t stop that!’ Cried Catherine and
Whilst he himself feverishly rubbed back and forth on his throbbing cock, Dan’s tongue probed and pushed against her clitoris and then,
‘Ooooohhhhhhhhh I’m cumming, oh dear god help me oh god I’m cumming’ cried Catherine Dixon.
Moments later the phone on Dan’s bedside table began to ring.
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End of Part 11
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