Hunter: I see. Well, I want to look around a bit more. Why don’t you take some of these bags and go get the car started. Drive it over here and I’ll see you by the entrance.
Jacinda gave her son a kiss on his lips and followed his instruction. While his mother was away getting the car, Hunter explored the store a bit further.
Jacinda dumped her shopping bags in the trunk and sat in the driver’s seat of her car. She was still curious about the sex toy store. As she sat on the driver’s seat looking down, she noticed the clamps from her nipples poking out. These weren’t nipple clamps, but her clip-on earrings. They were still makeshift nipple clamps that were tightly fastened on her. She was in a bit of pain on her nipples but now had gotten used to the pain. Unless she accidentally touched it. Her nipples felt sore and she had almost lost feeling in her nipples at this point. They were clamped on to her for over two hours.
Jacinda drove to the front entrance of the mall and saw Hunter walk out with two giant black bags. He wasn’t holding those earlier and she wondered what he might have purchased. Hunter placed the bags in the trunk and walked over the driver’s side. He wanted to drive. As Jacinda exited the driver’s seat, he stopped her.
They were now standing just outside the entrance of the shopping mall. There were a few people entering and exiting and a few cars driving around across the entrance in the parking lot. Jacinda stood by the car door as she saw the imposing figure of her six feet tall son get close to her, so she was trapped between him, the car and the open car door. This position meant she was somewhat sheltered, but they were still out in the open in a public area.
Hunter then flicked his mother’s left nipple, which snapped the clipped-on earring off her. As soon as the nipple was set free and the clip-on earring fell to the ground, Jacinda felt a spark of electricity run through her now sore nipple and jitter all over her body as she squirmed in pain. She could feel the blood rush to the front of her nipples and the pain kept growing with every passing second. Jacinda had her eyes closed now trying to feel and get over the pain. Her breathing got faster and harder when suddenly she felt another shock in her right nipple. This was the same right nipple her son had brutally bitten into the night before. The skin was already cracking and when he flicked the earring off this time, the skin in the front of his mother’s right nipple finally gave in.
Jacinda had never experienced this kind of seething pain before. She could literally feel her sensitive right nipple get sore and its skin getting fluffier as blood flow resumed to it. Now that the skin on her nipple had a slight crack, there was a tiny hint of a bloody red line clearly visible on it. Jacinda’s tits were still covered by the flimsy material of her dress. Hunter then made way for her to go around the car and take her seat in the passenger seat.
They began driving back home, as Jacinda sat there still feeling the pain in her nipples. Her nipples were already extremely sensitive and an erogenous spot for her. With such pain in her nipples she was feeling somewhat turned on again.
Hunter: Did you have fun shopping mom?
Jacinda: I did honey. We bought a lot of stuff. But baby, a lot of the dresses and tops we bought, I don’t really wear those kinds. They show a lot of skin.
Hunter: But mom, wouldn’t you wear those for me? I’d love to see you in those.
Jacinda: If it’ll make you happy, I will wear them for you honey. I just don’t know if I can wear them outside or while I’m working with my clients.
Hunter: We’ll see. If I’m around, I want you to be in one of those dresses or tops back there.
Jacinda coyed with the thought of wearing such sexy dresses for her son. She knew he wanted to see her naked at all times, but the fact that he took the time and effort to pick and choose specific clothes for her, made her feel special. She felt cared, loved just like a princess. Just then, she remembered the two bags he carried at the end. Curious to find out what they had, she asked.
Jacinda: Honey, what’s in the other two bags that you got there on your way out?
Hunter: Oh yeah. I bought us something special. You’ll find out soon enough, Ma. Don’t worry about it. It’s going to be a surprise.
Jacinda loved her son’s surprises. As painful, shocking and humiliating as they could be. It kept her excited and on her toes in anticipation.
Hunter then looked to his right towards his sexy mom. Her cleavage on display, her thighs and legs exposed. He noticed a tiny dark red spot on her light blue dress, just around her right breast. He wasn’t sure what it was. Jacinda sat with her eyes closed with her hands by her side. It was as if she was meditating or thinking deeply. While he was driving, her son drew his hands close to her chest, shoved his palm inside her neckline and grabbed her right boob trying to investigate the maroon colored spot on her dress. As soon as he exposed her right boob, he could now see a little red drop of blood, slowly oozing out of his mother’s right nipple.
With his brutal biting of her nipple and having those nipples clamped for 2 hours then roughly flicking them off, the skin on her right nipple had given through and had started bleeding. When he saw her face, he could see she was in pain because of it. As much pain he liked to inflict on his sex slave, he still loved his woman and his mother. And he didn’t want to do anything without her consent and acceptance.
Hunter: Mom, are you okay?
Jacinda: Yes, honey, I’m fine.
Hunter: Mom, your nipple is bleeding a little bit.
Jacinda: Yes, I noticed. It’ll be fine.
Hunter: Are you sure? Does it hurt?
Jacinda: Yes baby. It hurts.
Hunter: You know, you could just use your safeword anytime, right?
Jacinda: I know honey. But I don’t want to. Not right now.
Hunter: There’s a drop of blood on your right nipple and you said it’s hurting. You sure you don’t want to stop?
Jacinda: No. I like it. I like the pain my Master gives me. It makes me feel things. It makes me happy. Yes, it hurts, but it’s just so satisfying. It’s turning me on baby. You can do more to me, Master.
Hunter couldn’t believe his mother just said all of that. Just two days ago, she was a modest, average, vanilla, conservative mother next door. And all the rough, sexual games he had played with her, had now turned her into a submissive pain slut. The perfect sex slave. She had embraced her inner masochist and was inviting him to unleash more pain on her body. She wanted her own son to give her more physical pain.
Hunter was shocked, but this change in his mother’s attitude towards their new Master-Slave relationship was turning him on. The fact that his mother was literally bleeding and she wanted more pain from him, made his inner sadist horny again. The blood rushed from his brain to his heart to his dick. Hunter was now sporting a giant boner and he was getting uncomfortable containing it while driving.
He opened up his zipper, rolled his underwear down and pulled his cock out as he was driving. Jacinda’s eyes were still closed, unbeknownst to the fact that Hunter had her favorite reward, his large penis, hard and dangling out of his zip, resting on his lap.
As he continued driving, Hunter put his hands on his mother’s exposed knee. Her right boob with a slightly bleeding nipple and cracked skin still out in the open. He slowly glided his palm across her inner thighs, to her belly, to her boobs. He continued feeling up his mother’s smooth skin and kept his hands on her exposed neck. He wasn’t choking, just feeling up her skin. His touch in combination with the pain in her nipples was making Jacinda horny again.
Suddenly Hunter roughly grabbed his mother’s hair in a bunch, held her head and dragged her torso towards his dick. This made his mother open her eyes. She was startled in the sudden change in her balance and as she opened her eyes, her son’s massive cockhead was right in her face. She knew exactly what she was supposed to do and engulfed his big, hard cock in her tiny mouth. She instinctively began bobbing her head up and down on her son’s penis, while his hand rested on her head.
Hunter was now receiving roadhead from his own mother. They were cruising along the highway now, just a few minutes away from their home. Jacinda committed to her blowjob and continued blowing her son all throughout the way. She loved feeling her son’s cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue over the tip of his dick. Her tongue played with the foreskin on his penis. Jacinda cherished having her son, her Master’s penis in her mouth. She took it as a blessing, as God’s gift. It’s something she had missed almost her entire life. And she finally had this delicious, hard cock that she could call her own. She tried to go as deep as she could on her son’s penis but she could only manage to get about 4 inches of his dick in her mouth. Still quite a bit more than what she was able to the day before.
Hunter had great stamina, thanks to all the extreme, rough, bdsm porn he had watched throughout his teens. He only mostly got off on rough, brutal sex. He loved the feeling of his mother’s mouth on his penis, but it wasn’t enough to get him to cum. He stayed hard throughout the drive with his mother’s mouth on his dick. His jeans were soaked with her drool and his precum.
They had finally arrived home. Hunter pulled his mom off his dick.
Her mouth, her lips and her neck were smothered in her own saliva and his precum. Her arousal was all over her face. She was extremely horny now. There was a dark blue wet spot on her light blue lace panties. Hunter and Jacinda picked up all the bags from the trunk and entered their home. As soon as Hunter shut the door, he grabbed his mother by the back of her neck, and roughly turned her around to plant his lips firmly on hers.
He was as turned on as she was. He had now fucked her in the fitting room of the lingerie store, got her to suck his dick on the drive over and had not cum yet. His balls were burning with fire and Jacinda was burning in desire. Hunter’s inner beast was ready to unleash. He had a ton of pent up energy and libido to explode on his sex slave mother.
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