"I...don't...know"

It took every ounce of your willpower to whisper out three words, but Lisa sunk further to the ground upon hearing the weakness in your voice.

"I will not do this to you, Doug. I can't let this win over me." Lisa stood up, her nightgown scrunched around her massive bulge, and put her hands on her hips. "I will be right back."

She shuffled out of your room, your eyes still fixated on your door. The eerie silence of your house at night was emphasized by her feet creaking on the strained wooden floors. Still recovering, your eyes fell upon themselves once more, and you blacked out.

"...Doug?" Lisa's voice jarred you awake, as she was sat by your chest, on the edge of your bed. You sluggishly rolled to your side and looked at your alarm clock. 4AM. Great.

"Y-yeah, mom?" Your raspy voice surprised both you and Lisa, who was relieved to see that you weren't rendered a permanent mute by her throat fucking.

"Oh, thank god. I thought I had ruined you." Lisa looked down at her hands, fumbling with a small, shiny object.

"I spoke with your sister. She... wants to help." Lisa stopped moving her hands, and produced a chastity cage in front of your face.

"I need to put it on. Crystal had said you can overcome the effects of a binding by not cumming for a week, if you haven't already came three times inside of the Binder. But... I need your help with this, Doug." Lisa shakily sighed, as if weighted by her words, before shifting her massive thighs.

"I need you to put your mouth on me, again, before helping me put this on. The saliva catalyses the rest of the process."

Your heart rose into your esophagus, beating wildly, as your mother uttered those words. You mustered what strength you had to sit up on your bedframe, to Lisa's surprise, before putting your hand on her shoulder. Your core trembled with fear and anticipation, but you nodded your head in a sad understanding.

"I... get it, mom."

Lisa looked at you, her face half obscured by the shadow cast from your lamp. A tear fell from her eye onto her dress.

"I won't be the same for a week. I might need to take a trip, Doug. I don't think I'd be able to contain myself. Last night, and now this afternoon, they were... different. It felt like a puzzle piece fitting perfectly, and to know it was you." Lisa's nightgown slowly tented as her fat cock began to stir.

"I love you too much to let this happen to you. So tonight is the night that we begin to fix this. I need you to be strong, honey. This is make or break, so we need to be careful" Lisa shuffled from her seated position in bed, now straddling your chest. She placed her chastity cage on your nightstand, before moving the bottom half of her nightgown aside to reveal her half-erect cock, already veiny and leaking precum. Even in the candescent glow of your bedroom light, it stared at you angrily, her fiery bush giving an even more furious disposition as she hovered the musky tip near your mouth. Her foreskin had already started to peel back, releasing a stronger wave of musk that felt like an ammonia bomb underneath your nose.

Lisa put both of her hands on your cheeks, caressing them lightly.

"I need you to take me in your throat one last time. I'm so sorry, Doug." Lisa softly wept as her cock prodded your lips; on the surface, she seemed unhappy and hesitant, but the **** in which she jammed your lips gave way to her more lewd desires underneath.

"Mo-" your words were once again cut short as her tip thrust into your mouth. Her spongy cockhead was already covered with her precum and musk, causing a soft gag to come up from your already battered stomach.

Lisa's sobs stopped as she left the edge of her cock on your tongue.

"Oh, Doug." Lisa moaned, pulling the tip of her cock out of your mouth, before grabbing the corners of your mouth and unceremoniously pulling them aside. Suddenly, a quick thrust found her halfway jammed in your throat, pulsing with the same restrained fervour that quickly gave way to her **** the night before. You absentmindedly dragged your tongue along the ridged underside of her fat cock, causing her cock to throb intensely.

Lisa stopped her onslaught just as suddenly as it began, and frantically pulled her cock out of your throat, causing a vacuum to develop. Your lungs, suddenly free to breathe, celebrated their newfound freedom with a massive gasp of air. Your eyes watered, as you looked up at Lisa's now quivering thighs, now directly on top of your face. Her cock shook with the magnitude of an earthquake as her balls were accidentally planted on your still open mouth. Recoiling sharply, Lisa removed herself from the bed as fast as she could, before falling to the floor, grabbing her cock.

"Oh, no, oh no, oh no. Please, not now. Please, please do not do this."

Lisa writhed on the floor for a few moments, before bolting up and grabbing the chastity device, thrusting it into your lap.

"Doug," she said, shakily. "I need you to do this NOW."

Still recovering from Lisa's foray into your throat, you picked up the device and were immediately presented with Lisa's throbbing cock, looking like it was about to burst.

"I can't...put it on." Your words still slowly escaped, although Lisa was looking at you with a furious plea for respite, before realizing how stiff her cock was.

"Oh, fuck. I can't cum, I can't cum, I can't cum" Lisa grabbed the device out of your hand and raced out of your bedroom, leaving an austere silence and ominous feeling in your stomach.

Shocked by what just happened, you sat upright in your bed, your mind racing as you tried to figure out what this meant. As you tried to think through an outcome, a warm, heavy sensation rushed over your eyes once more. Still recovering from the last 48 hours, your brain saw fit to put you on life support while your body tried to heal itself.

Once again, you faded into blackness, the iridescent glow of your alarm now reading 4:30.