Incest sex stories – Hot MILF Becomes Her Son’s Sex Slave Part II

Incest sex stories – This story now progresses in the son’s voice.

Shocked,  you step back.  Knowing you were just a whore, I pull off the blanket, and you see my big cock.  I stroke it, saying “You need to suck my cock or pay me back.  Your choice.”

Then, you start crying and say “But honey, I don’t have the money!  If I did, I would never have gotten trapped in this living nightmare.  Now, put that thing back in your pants!”

Of course, I say, picking up the phone.  Just as soon as I call and tell your old Master, or should I say Pimp, I want my money returned, and he can have you back.  At that moment, I see the first signs of your capitulation.   Crying you start to beg again, and I start to dial the phone.

 

Incest sex stories -After a minute, I place the phone on a leg and stroke my cock.

 

“Choose,” I say.  Kneeling down, tears running down your face, you take my cock in your hand and suck it.  However, I notice that your nipples harden and your ass starts to wiggle.  “Mom,” I think, “You are losing yourself in sucking my cock.”

Only, after sucking me for awhile, do you come back to yourself.  Getting up, you run to the bedroom and slam the door.  Moments later, after struggling to compose yourself, you return.  Again, you start telling me that we have to stop.  That what we were doing was wrong.

Standing, I look down at you and ask “What were we doing 10 minutes ago?”

“We were doing something that is unnatural and should never happen again!” you say, this time with some force in your voice.  A tone you will soon learn to never take with me.

Walking up to you, I grab you by the back of the hair, force you to your knees and say “I asked you a question.  Now, what were you doing 10 minutes ago?  And, when I ask a question, you need to answer it.”

“I was touching you,” you say.

Then, I slap you across the face.  “Last time.  What were you doing 10 minutes ago?”

Incest sex stories -“I was giving you a blow job!” you say,  with tears running again.

Abruptly, I pull you up and drag you to the bedroom.  At the door, you stop.  “What I ask,” smiling inside at how well conditioned you old Master had made you.

“I am not allowed to wear panties in the bedroom”. you tell me.  Then, you reach under your dress and pull them down before following me into my new Master bedroom.

Once in the room, I push you up against the wall, lifting one leg and wrapping it around my leg.  I reach under you skit and feel you wet and swollen pussy as I stroke your clit and then run my finger from your asshole and back to your wet pussy.

I know something else about your unique conditioning too.  Specifically, I am aware that without your Master’s command you can’t cum.  You will be a cock hungry whore in desperate need unless I give you the command.  This was going to be sweet.

“Ready to be fucked?” I ask.

I was about to see how conditioned and low you would go.  If you want to read what my slut was going to do next ready more of my Incest sex stories by clicking the link.

 

Part III coming on  8/21/2017!

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