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

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Frustrated, I look in the mirror making sure I looked professional. Professional, what a joke that has become. I look professional just long enough for “him” to pimp me out. During the day I am still that professional, but at night, I am his property, his fuck toy, his sex slave.

Thinking back to the last party, I shiver.  I remember the marks on my body when they were done with me.   It took days for the lash marks on my breasts to fade.  My ass was so sore from being flogged and fucked I could not sit the next day.   I had trouble sitting down on the hard chairs at work for a week.

Damn, I think, if only I had not borrowed all that money.  At the time, I was positive I could pay it back!  But, he had no mercy for my situation.  In fact, I think he was thrilled.  In his mind, he had just acquired a new piece of property to control and command.

Tonight, he has rented me out to a lesbian party.  Once again,  I will be on my knees crawling from pussy to pussy.  Further, I will be licking them, sucking them and fingering them in their pussies and asses until they cum.

Incest sex stories – Moreover,  if I I don’t make them all cum I will be flogged for their entertainment.

In any event, when someone rents me, I do absolutely anything they want.  I never know what I will be expected to do.  Tonight, I  pray it won’t be too foul or involve animals.  Those are always the hardest parties and I am so ashamed when I cum during them.

Now, instead of being a respected conservative woman raising a strong and independent son, I am a sex party favor.

Then, I check the time.  He was clear about the rules.  NEVER be late, or say no, or wear panties in the bedroom, or decline to fuck anyone or anything, and never be disrespectful.

That night he showed me how painful disobeying him was.  I never want to experience that degradation, pain, and fear again.  I make sure I obey all his rules down to the letter.

Realizing I need to get going.  I grabbed my purse and headed out.

In a flash, I was headed for the door, when I see my son sitting on the couch watching me.  “Hi, Mom!” he says.

Incest sex stories -Torn, I look to the door and back at Michael.

Honey, I say.  “Why aren’t you at college?  I was not expecting you this weekend.  Listen, I have to go out for a little while, but we will talk when I get back”.

Looking at me strangely, he say’s “I want to talk to you now.  Can’t your appointment wait?

Just then, my phone rings.  When I answer it, I hear that voice that puts fear it me,  say “Don’t come back.  Your debt has been paid”.

Hanging up the phone, stunned at my change of fortune, I walk over to the couch and sit next to my son, who is sitting on the couch with the blanket over his lap.  For the first time in months, I feel happy.

Unfortunately, my happiness does not last long.  My son looks at me and in a hard voice asks “Who was that?”.

Shocked at his tone, I say “No one.  They just canceled the meeting”.

This is a tone you will hear in the next part of this Incest Sex Story.

“Really”, he says,” You mean the meeting where you crawl on the floor like dirty whore sucking any cock or pussy put in front of you?

 

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