Hunter landed one last paddle spank on Jacinda’s ass, which made it jiggle a bit more and she was now wincing and wailing in pain. Her hands and legs shook vigorously as a result of the pain and stink she felt in her ass.
Jacinda: Thank you, Master….aarrhghhhh!!!
Her son stopped spanking her with the paddle. He could see her buttcheeks turn a pink shade of red as the red stripes on her back from the whip had now turned darker and almost maroon-brown. He untied the ropes and unclasped her handcuffs to help her back on her feet. The pain across her backside along with the way she was bound all this while made Jacinda stumble a bit before she could regain her footing. She practically fell in her son’s arms.
Hunter had her in a tight loving embrace, but his hands gripped her freshly abused back which hurt her more. Hunter was surprised at his mother’s pain threshold. As much as he loved having a sex slave who was a thorough pain slut, he cared for his mother and loved her dearly. Not only as a mother, but as a lover and a girlfriend. He didn’t want to injure her badly. But his expression of love was just rough, hard and brutal. It was something he had discovered in his sexual escapades with his mother. And he had now realized it was something his mother enjoyed too.
They held each other for a couple of minutes, allowing Jacinda to breathe and somewhat recover from the intense pain she felt from the paddle and whip on her backside. She felt cozy, warm and loving in her son’s arms. Just when she thought her punishment was over, Hunter grabbed a bunch of her hair from the back of her head and pulled it back. She was now facing him with a straight face. Her face had black rivers of tears running along them. Her bottom lip had a hint of red with the blood from inside her gums, when Hunter bit into it. She was staring directly in her son’s eyes as he had her hair pulled in a bunch.
In a rapid sudden move, he let her body fall off balance from his own and holding her hair, began roughly walking up towards her bedroom. The 42 year old MILF was now literally being dragged along the carpeted floor by her hair. Her son was dragging her along as if she was a ragdoll. The pull on her hair was intense and she yelled and shrieked in pain, but held his hand that was grabbing her hair to diminish the pain a little. Her freshly paddled ass was now being dragged and brushed along the carpet which made it sting more.
Once in her bedroom, Hunter let her hair go and dug into the black bag of toys again. Jacinda was now breathing frantically and had immense pain all over her body, but she wasn’t going to give up. She stood up and tried to rest on the bed. She didn’t want to lay on her back thinking it would hurt her more if her fresh wounds would make contact with the bedsheets or her duvet. Hunter then picked out a couple of items from the black bag and walked towards his sexy mother. He took a minute to observe her beauty.
In her disheveled, used and abused state, he found his mother the sexiest. Her hair was roughed up, bunched in parts and wild, unkept. Her face had dark streams of her tears. Her lower lip now swelling up after his bite. Her neck showed signs of his passionate hickey. Her left shoulder clearly showed the imprints of his teeth. Jacinda’s torso was still covered with the sexy night-dress. He walked over to her and gently slid her straps off her shoulders, exposing her perfect, sore, red tits. He then roughly pulled it off of her. He had already undid the part that connected the front to the bottom. The sexy lingerie was now off of her body. She was only wearing her thong that came with it.
Hunter observed as the marks from his riding crop whippings were still showing remnants on her body in a light-pink hue. He then grabbed the string of her thong and roughly pulled it up such that the thin string of the thong disappeared in her buttcrack and her vagina. The rough pull and pressure it applied on her pussy made it hurt more. She already had a bite mark on her pussy. The flimsy thin material of the thong gave away and Hunter’s 42 year old gorgeous mother was now sitting naked in front of his very eyes. She was hot, beautiful, pretty, cute, sexy, gorgeous, ravishing. She looked absolutely stunning. And all the marks of brutal bdsm play on her body just added to her natural beauty. To Hunter, the marks made her sexier.
Hunter: Get on the bed, face down mom.
Jacinda: Hunter, baby my back stings a lot. That whip really dug into my skin Hunter.
Hunter: Do you want to use your safeword yet?
Jacinda: No. Punish me baby. Please use me, Master.
Hunter: Good girl.
‘Good girl’ her favorite words in her son’s voice. That was all she needed to rejuvenate and endure more punishment. She was loving the brazen roughness with which her son was using and abusing her sexy body. She did as he wanted and laid on her bed, flat. Her striped back now faced the ceiling with the red pelts clearly showing the abuse the whip had caused on her back.
As Jacinda laid in her bed face down, she was facing the window. There was a hint of rain and the warm light from her nightstand was all that was illuminating her pristine, smooth skin. She was in the same position as the dreadful night she had offered her son to apply moisturizer on her back. That was the night that kicked off the series of events over the last three days that had led to her feeling her own self now. She was in the same position as that night. Except today, she was her son’s sex slave and her more than a handful of marks to show his ownership over her.
Just as Jacinda was reminiscing about the events that had unfolded since that last friday night, she felt a cold sensation in her buttcrack. She didn’t realize what it was until a few seconds later when she felt another dollop of cold liquid in between her legs, right on her sore, bitten vaginal lips.
Hunter was applying lube in his mother’s pussy and her asshole. She could now feel his fingers caress her nether regions between her two holes. His fingers worked like magic, spreading the lubricant in and around her butthole. He was massaging her buttcrack. Her buttcheeks jiggled and shined in crimson, with the paddle hits she had taken just a few minutes earlier. The soothing coolness from the lube was really turning her on. She was already leaking her vaginal juices down her inner thighs.
Hunter continued lubing up his mother’s buttcrack and vagina. He took some more lube in his fingers and went closer to his mother’s battered red buttcheeks. Out of nowhere Jacinda felt another new sensation. Something she had never experienced before. Her son, her Master, Hunter now had his finger not only close to her puckered little pink asshole, but he had begun digging into it. She instantly felt uneasy and made it known.
Hunter: Hunter….Baby not there please…
As soon as he heard his mother protest, Hunter smacked her already beaten up back roughly with his rough, open palms. The slap was loud and abrupt. Her already stinging back had now another slap that made her scream in agony one more time. But this time she knew what it was for. She knew better than to protest and responded appropriately.
Jacinda: Thank You, Master! And I’m sorry..
Hunter: Good slave. Don’t forget, I’m your Master and I own your body. Who owns your body, My sex slave Jacinda?
He asked his mother as his index finger tried to enter the tightest cavity in his mother’s body.
Jacinda: You, Master. You own my body.
Jacinda felt another loud spank, this time on her already padded, beaten up buttcheek. She yelled out in pain once more.
Hunter: And who am I?
Jacinda: You’re my Master. My Son. My Hunter. You own me baby. My son is the owner of my Body. You own your sex slave mother. Use me, degrade me, hurt me Master. Pleaseeee!!
Jacinda’s acceptance of her son as her Master and owner was like music to his ears. His dick was now rock hard and ready to erupt. The sadist in him was now vigorously jerking himself off with his right hand, as his left hand tried to spread the lube in his mother’s buttcrack and in her asshole. Jacinda could feel her son’s index finger penetrate her virgin butthole. She could feel the cold gel from the lube go inside her anal cavity along with her son’s finger. She was moaning and squirming with a mix of pain and pleasure.
Hunter had successfully inserted his index finger in his mother’s asshole, deep until his knuckle. He was now rotating it in her asshole and trying to free and open up her hole. He swiftly removed his finger and watched as his mother’s puckered little tiny asshole went back in its original form and closed the gap. Hunter brought the finger close to his own nose to smell the insides of his mother’s ass. It definitely had a foul stink to it, but not as bad as he had expected. Despite his love for water sports, Hunter was never into scat and wasn’t planning on it. He just wanted to completely experience every part of his woman, his mother.
Jacinda breathed a sigh of relief as Hunter’s finger exited her anus. She wasn’t used to anything entering that hole. In her 42 years of existence, that cave was only used as an exit. And now her son’s finger had given it a new direction. Just as she was thinking about what a relief it was, she felt more cold lube being applied to her anal cavity. And now she felt two fingers try to penetrate her tiny, tight, virgin hole. Hunter wasn’t able to fit both his fingers in her ass. He was having trouble trying to open up her anus.
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