Billy.

Billy's vision was completely black at first, he sat up very slowly, trying to remember what had happened, as he sat up light appeared and he suddenly realised where he was.

His mom had knocked him out...Again! And to make matters worse he'd had a knockout nap....on her Tits!.

Fighting his growing erection, and the erotic images growing in his mind of his head inbedded in her chest all night he decided that he had to get out of there and fast. It was still dark outside and the house was still quiet.

Moving off his busty Mom quickly he headed for the door, all attemps at gaining the gloves back were gone, he had to leave before anyone saw this.

Just as the door opened he heard his mom shuffle on the bed, waking up slowly.

" B..illy? What are you doing here?...its like...5 in the morning?" She said, looking at the clock.

" oh...ummm.... I... i thought it was late in the morning and...." he said, stumbling on what to say.

" oh, have you come to ask for a rematch with Miranda?" She said, standing up, billy tried not to look at her spectacular cleavage, though he would have a wonderful wank later.

" well don't worry, while you were...napping, we aranged a renatch, it was obviously a fluke, given how much of a good boxer you are, right?" She said, walking upto him, her breasts nearly touching his chest, his back to the wall.

" y...yeah.." he managed to stutter out.

Truth be told, Heather was extremely aroused, her dreams had been filled with dominating Billy in multiple ways, and she had the curious sensation that you get whenever someone slept on top of you.

So here she was, tired, horny, and standing in front of her weak son in just her underwear, wearing the Lucky gloves that had knocked him out several times now.

" well as I've said, its very early, so get some rest, and we'll see how you fare tomorrow" she said, raising her arms, as if to stretch.

" S....sure mom....I'll just...."

But he never got to finish what he was saying as suddenly, Heather slammed her fists right on top of his head.

THWACK.

" Duuhhhhhh?.." he asked, his brain slowly switching off.

" like i said, you need some rest, so I'm more than happy to help!" She said, kissing him quickly on the lips.

" T....Tank.....youuuuu......" he said.

He then began sliding down the wall, landing in a heap, he then fell limply forward, his face falling onto her delicate feet. A little dissapointed he didn't fall into her cleavage again.

" this is pathetic billy, how are you this weak, are you just naturally submissive?" She asked herself out loud.

She thought about the last few days, how he'd asked her to box with him, the utterly humiliating defeats he'd suffered since that fateful night, had this been his plan secretly all along, did he actually enjoy getting knocked out?

She'd seen him box before, she knew his talent, so why was he so weak with her, or miranda for that matter?

She would have the answer tomorrow at the rematch between him and miranda. If he lost this next match....well, she thought, it would be immensely fun to have a submissive who actually enjoyed being boxed silly, maybe she'd actually make some her dreams become reality.

Kissing her lucky gloves, and the top of Billy's head she went back to bed, leaving him to sleep off yet another knockout at the hands of his mom.