Literotic asexstories – Innocent Mom now Son's Slave Ch. 07 by banyadeewana1503,banyadeewana1503
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…Continued from part 6.
It had now been two days since Jacinda and Hunter sparked a strange attraction towards each other. Once a mother and son, were now a woman and man, madly in love. Their relationship took a new turn just a day ago when they confessed their love, had sex and performed more acts of depravity than they had ever imagined with each other. Hunter’s obsession with BDSM porn in his formative teen years had made him use his own mother in extremely humiliating ways. Jacinda had initially accepted his request for her to be his sex slave with hesitancy and doubt, assuming it may help him become more self-confident and feel more self assured in himself. But over the last day, she loved experiencing her own humiliation. She was now completely committed to her new role as her son’s sex slave. The inner submissive slut she never knew existed was now taking over.
Jacinda relaxed and laid in her hot jacuzzi tub for almost an hour. She had voluntarily asked to be peed on and drank her son’s piss after they had a romantic shower together and washed every nook and crevice of each other’s bodies. Still new to water sports, she was trying to like it, as it wasn’t her favorite. But she knew her son had a pee fetish. Jacinda was genuinely the happiest she had ever been in her 42 years of existence. Her son, her handsome, strong, macho, sexy son was her everything. She had pledged when he was 5 years old, that she would live and breathe for him. Now that he was 18, she was more than living up to that pledge. She was proud of him. Proud of him for taking control, being decisive and proud of him for claiming his woman, which happened to be his own mother. She loved her son, her Master.
Jacinda got out of her Jacuzzi, rubbed lotion and moisturizer on her face and body. She applied another skin soothing cream on the parts of her body where her son had left marks of their passionate lovemaking. She wore these marks proudly. They were a part of her and represented the love between her and her Master. They represented that she was owned and claimed by her man. She belonged to her son, her lover. A sense of belonging and protection she hadn’t felt in 19 years.
She dried her hair and approached her closet to pick out something to wear, when she heard her phone go off. It was a text from her son. The text read:
“We’re going out shopping mom, wear something nice”
Jacinda was excited. She loved shopping. On any other Sunday, she would go to her place of worship first. God and religion had always been important to Jacinda. She had tried to inculcate some of her religious, conservative values in her son, but given the modern era and his peers, her son was agnostic, like most of his friends at school. Jacinda wanted to confess her sins to her lord. But her Master’s new order meant they were going shopping.
With how her life had changed over the last 72 hours, she was bound to choose her Master over her God.
It had been a while since Jacinda last went shopping. Work kept her busy. In the little town they lived in, there weren’t many good shops for her eclectic taste. They would have to drive some 40 minutes out of town to the nearest outlet-mall to find stores with a good collection of brands.
Despite her excitement to go shopping, she was scared. Scared because she would be going out with her son. This wouldn’t be a problem, except now, her son was her lover. Her man, her Master. And that was scary. She didn’t want anyone to find out about their taboo sinful relationship. She recalled going to the Italian restaurant with Hunter the night before. And how excited and horny she was during the entire date. They even kissed and made out in public. Hunter had his toes in and around her vagina as they were having dinner.
The thoughts of being played with and made love to in public were very taboo for otherwise conservative Jacinda. But after the thrill and excitement she experienced the night before, she was once again looking forward to going out in public with her son as her man.
Jacinda went through her closet and had a predicament of what to wear. They were supposed to go shopping, out in public. She still had some redness on her cheeks from Hunter’s slaps during their passionate and brutal sex the night prior. The love-bite on her neck was easily recognizable as a mark of passionate lovemaking. It had turned bluish-green. Her left shoulder still sported the imprints of her son’s sharp teeth, like a red clock dial.
Jacinda picked out something she would usually wear when she went out by herself or her girl friends. A ‘Blue Textured Floral Short Sleeve Deep V Neck Midi Dress from petallush’ (google it for an image). She hoped her son would like it. It was flowy with a floral print on its thin polyester material. The midi dress pretty much covered her entire body, only exposing her half her legs a few inches under her knees and her arms from her elbows down.
The dress covered Hunter’s bite mark on her left shoulder. It had a tapering yet modest V-neck which didn’t show any cleavage. She had a thin silver necklace with a pendant shaped like the sun around her neck. It landed just above the end of the V-neck on her chest. She was also wearing a pair of clip-on silver earrings with a diamond engraved design, hanging half an inch from her earlobes. The same earlobes her son was just tasting and nibbling on in his bathroom an hour ago. Jacinda also put on her eyeliner and mascara and had applied slight makeup on her cheeks to hide and camouflage the red-ish hue left behind from her son’s rough slapping. A nude, light pink lipstick completed her look for her outing.
There was one little predicament. She wasn’t supposed to wear a bra as directed by her Master. However, the material of this dress was really thin and almost transparent in the sun. It was also very flowy and a strong wind would raise her dress up from the bottom exposing her butt and vagina. So Jacinda put on a pair of matching blue colored lace panties so she doesn’t flash anyone. She still wore no bra and could not really see her nipples through the dress in her bedroom lighting. But she knew with brighter lights or out in the sun, if someone peeked carefully they could easily see the outline of her breasts and her nipples, given her pepperoni sized areolas.
She looked really pretty in the dress as she walked out of her bedroom with her purse hung on her shoulder. She went down to the kitchen to fill up a couple of bottles of water for the road, since it was going to be a long 40 minute commute. When she got out of the kitchen, she noticed Hunter walk down the stairs. He was wearing a pair of skinny dark blue washed, ripped jeans and a short sleeved white cotton shirt with some flower prints on it. Perfect for the warm, sunny June weather they had that weekend. Hunter had his hair waxed and gelled in a messy top and he had his sunglasses on. Jacinda couldn’t take her eyes off of him. He looked smart, dapper and extremely hot. She was proud that she had this handsome man as her lover.
Hunter took one look at Jacinda and exclaimed,
Hunter: Wow Mom! You look so pretty.
Jacinda: Thank you honey. I wasn’t sure you would approve, I’m glad you like it. You look hot too baby! My boyfriend is so handsome. (giggling)
Hunter: Well, I haven’t approved it yet. There’s one problem mom. This dress, it’s too long. And the sleeves….. Mmmmm I don’t know.
Hunter then grabbed the pair of scissors from the dining table that he had used that morning. Jacinda looked at him confused and worried. He approached his mother, bent down and began slicing her flowy floral dress from above her knees. He went around her and cut the dress all the way around, splitting it in half exposing his mother’s knees and thighs. The rest of the ragged helm now lay around her ankles. The long flowy midi dress was now akin to a short mini skirt. It just ended about 5 inches under her pelvic bone, exposing most of her thighs. Hunter could see the three thin pink lines he had inflicted on her inner thighs, with his nails from his rough fingering the day before. He seemed pleased at his new work, but he wasn’t done.
Jacinda: Hunter, honey I have never gone out in public like this. It’s showing too much baby.
Hunter: You did have ultra short pajama shorts on last night mom. The bottom of your butt was hanging out and you were fine. Don’t worry, I’ll be with you.
His reassurance was stern and masculine. It made her feel safe and protected again. Hunter then turned his attention to Jacinda’s sleeves, he began chopping them off around her shoulder. The thin material around her upper arm was now also on the floor. He had converted the top half of her dress into a sleeveless top. He then raised her arm and placed a kiss on her armpits.
Hunter: mmmmmm you always smell so good Mom. You looked so pretty in this dress. But now you also look like the hot milf that you are.
Jacinda’s smile gleamed as she heard those compliments from her son. It was still very new to her coming from a man. And this man was her lover, her own son. She agreed she looked hotter. She just was never dressed to look hot when she went out before. Now she was the girlfriend of this hot young teenage hunk and she understood that she had to look hot and sexy to go out in public with her lover. She was his property after all and he can make her dress any way he wants.
Hunter then inspected her breasts and was happy to learn that she wasn’t wearing a bra, following his instruction well. He could see the outline of her areolas as he got near her chest and pinched her left nipple softly, making Jacinda moan.
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