~~~~~~~~WARNING HARDCORE BDSM AHEAD~~~~~~~~
Jacinda was anxious, thrilled, excited and already turned on, by the mere thought of the unknown actions about to unfold between her and her son. Hunter entered her bedroom. He was wearing his shorts and a tee shirt. As soon as he looked at this mother sitting on her bed. His mouth remained agape. He was lost in her beauty. She looked so innocent, sweet and beautiful, yet seductive, tempting and sultry. Just by looking at her, Hunter was hard.
The lingerie nightwear was perfect and showed off much of her side boobs. He could see a hint of red on her boobs from the side. It was deep-necked and left little cover just for her nipples. It ended barely under her vagina and had her back almost entirely exposed. The lacy straps of the dress went over her shoulders and connected way back down by her tailbone. There was a large slit in the middle of her butt which left her butt almost entirely exposed only to leave a thin line of the thong she was sporting.
Hunter couldn’t hold it in him any longer. He had just cum in her mouth a couple of hours ago in the kitchen. He got close to his mother sitting on the bed. She looked at him with a nervous, anxious smile with her head down and her eyes staring into his soul. Her eyes looked sharp. Her hair was loose and open and went back down the middle of her back. She was simply ravishing.
Hunter went closer to his mom and kissed her flush on her lips. Jacinda reciprocated. She was so excited for this time. She knew it was her time to have sex with her son again. She enjoyed every intercourse they had so far. Their lips tasted each other’s tongues. Their tongues exchanged saliva. When suddenly Hunter grabbed his mother’s lower lip in between his teeth and roughly bit her down hard. Jacinda squirmed and moaned slightly as she could feel the smooth, silky skin of her lips being cracked by his vicious teeth. Hunter applied more pressure with his teeth on his mother’s lower lips, and the tender skin on it finally gave in. Jacinda could taste a bit of her own blood as her lower lip was dug into the inside of her mouth. Hunter finally let her lips go.
Jacinda: Was that my punishment, Master?
Hunter: Oh No my dear slave. That was just the beginning.
Jacinda: Hunter, baby. I’ve been a bad mommy. I need you to punish your sex slave mother, Hunter. Please Hunter.
Jacinda was so turned on and lost in desire, she was practically begging him to hurt her. Hunter then dug into the black bags full of toys that Jacinda had laid out and explored earlier. He pulled out a new pair of handcuffs and handcuffed just one hand, leaving the other cuff dangling. He made her stand up. With her sexy nude back exposed, Hunter planted wet, sloppy kisses across her spine, starting from her neck all the way down to her buttcrack.
Hunter: Walk out to the staircase. Don’t go down, just stand there.
Jacinda had no idea what he was up to, but she did as told and waited anxiously. Just waiting to get a glimpse of her son made her red with heat. Her libido was bursting out of her pores. She now stood next to their large stairs and balustrade, leading into their living room. The staircase had poles on either side of it with a railing hand rest. The hand-rails were about six inches wide and angled downwards until the end of the stairs where it met two more poles.
Hunter walked over to his mother, picked her up in his arms like a ragdoll and laid her body prone on top of the thick hand-rails. It was difficult for her to balance her entire body weight, face down on the six inch wide bannister, especially when gravity and the angle of her new base was dragging her downwards. To counter this, Hunter tied his mother’s leg with the ropes through the poles at the top of the stairs, such that she wouldn’t get dragged along the handrails all the way to the bottom of the staircase. He then clasped the other handcuff through the railing so her hands were locked in place under her and supported her body from falling off.
Now Jacinda was lying prone, face down balancing her entire body just on her chest and tummy with her legs fastened around the rails and poles. Jacinda was scared but also very impressed with her son’s creativity. She was nervous of what he was about to do. She had passed by these stairs with her hands resting on the hand-rest railing all her life. Plenty of times a day. But she never expected to be laid out on it, semi naked, in sexy lingerie, with her hands cuffed and legs tied on it. She felt like a pig about to be roasted.
Hunter: Are you comfortable mom?
Jacinda: Yes honey. I’ll manage, I think…
Hunter: Good. And do you trust me, Mom?
Jacinda: I do Hunter.
Hunter: You’re about to feel a whole lot uncomfortable. Remember, you can use your safeword anytime. And I love you.
Jacinda: Hunter. Baby, I love you. But I want you to do anything you want with your mother’s body. Make me feel things Master.
Hunter: Don’t forget your safeword.
Jacinda: Mmhmm…
Just as he heard her humm of approval,, there was a loud *WHIP* sound in the air. It echoed throughout the living room and the staircase. It took about three seconds to register but Jacinda now felt a sudden, strong sting on her back. In a few more seconds, the sting grew more intense and now hurt beyond anything she had been through in the last three days. It just felt like one line on her back but the pain reverberated across the skin of sexy, nude back. She let out a loud squeal in pain from the stinging sensation.
Hunter had just whipped his mother with a 4 feet leather whip on her back. He wanted to see her reaction and check if she was able to bear the pain. He patiently waited for his mother to scream out the sting she had just experienced on her back. After waiting enough for her scream to subside, he swung the whip again, strong and hard directly across her back. The sound of leather on her tender, smooth skin of her back made his dick hard, like a genuine sadist. *WHIP* Once again, it took Jacinda a couple of seconds before she could feel the sting from the leather’s brutal contact on her back. She yelled out loud in pain. Tears had now formed in her eyes.
Hunter: Mom, are you okay?
Jacinda: (crying in pain) Yes Master
That’s all the confirmation he needed, as he swung again across the middle of his mother’s back. *SWISH*. This one sounded different as it landed right in the middle of her back. Jacinda now yelled in agony instantly as she could feel the skin on her back burning. Hunter was now able to see three very distinguished, noticeable streaks of red on his mother’s otherwise perfectly pristine back.
Hunter: That was three whips Mom. Can my sex slave take more?
Jacinda: (Sobbing in agony) Mmmhmm.. I…ughh..I think I deserve more, Master.
Hunter landed another whip on her back and she squirmed and shuddered in pain. Jacinda was being brutally whipped on her back by her own son and she was thoroughly enjoying it. She was still wearing her backless nightdress. Hunter now spread open the back lace of her lingerie that connected the back to the rest of her nightwear. It now left her buttocks exposed. Jacinda continued to moan and cry in pain. As the newly formed whip marks on her back were settling down in her once smooth, clear, pristine skin.
Hunter had now switched his tools and picked up a paddle. His mother’s naked butt was in front of him. A thin line of black string ran across the middle of her buttcrack. It was the thong that came with this “Pearl’s Backless Sexy Nightwear”. As much as Hunter loved his mother and now his girlfriend, his lover, he was extremely aroused with the pain he was inflicting on his subject. His inner sadist complemented perfectly with the hidden masochist that lived within Jacinda. Jacinda had now finally recognized her true self. Her inner self. Her submissive, masochist, sex slave self who enjoyed humiliation and pain.
Hunter: Mom, you know I can stop anytime. But I want to make sure you’re enjoying this as much as I am. I need you to give me a receipt after every blow. I need you to thank your Master for the pain and pleasure. Okay?
Jacinda: Yes, Master!
Hunter used the paddle to land a hard blow on his mother’s ass. Her skin on her left butt was already slightly red thanks to the vicious bite her son had laid into it a couple of days back. Now with the paddle striking it hard, made a loud spank sound, which caused Jacinda to squirm again and she let out a yelp in pain.
Jacinda: aaaarghhhhh Thank You, Master.
Hunter smiled and spanked her ass with the paddle again. This one, harder than before. He loved how his mother’s protruding butt jiggled as the paddle connected with her skin. He was already hard. Just as this blow landed, she shrieked loudly in pain.
Jacinda: eeeeahaaaaarghh!! (crying) Thank you, Master….
Hearing her scream and thank him, made Hunter’s already hard dick leak some precum. He noticed that and took his fingers to the edge of his cockhead to collect some of his precum. He used his wet fingers full of his precum and rubbed it all on his mother’s abused back. He made sure to especially caress the four red stripes on her back caused by the whip. Right as Hunter’s hands made contact with the striped red marks on her back, Jacinda writhed and shivered. Those four lines of flesh were where her skin had cracked and now stung really bad.
Jacinda was now in a new dimension of pain. Her back was burning and so was her ass. Her butt was red with the paddle spanking but her back was what hurt her the most. The whip had really caused visible damage to the smooth skin on her back. She was crying and there were streaks of black eyeliner and mascara running down her cheeks. Hunter was in a fix. He wanted to continue with his assault on his mother’s body, she hadn’t used her safe word yet. It was really turning him on and he had reached a point where he could have cum just by inflicting pain on her without having to fuck her or touch his dick. But that would be too easy and he decided to play with his mother’s sexy body a bit more.
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