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Chapter 8
by DontBeTrippin
Mother and sissy son bonding
Brain Train
I couldn't help but stare, it was thick as it moved in the glass, Momma just looked at me with a smile "Go ahead baby, we have a busy day today, well, you do" She said circling me like a predator, I picked up the glass, took a deep breath and drank. the taste hit like bricks, my mouth was overloaded with a vile taste. Momma watched with her evil smile so if i stopped she would punish me more than I can handle. I curled my fingers into a ball, and continued to gulp.
Once I finished I could barely hold it in "ah ah ah, keep it down sissyboy" Momma ordered, hand on her hips as of scolding a child for something they're about to do. It took all my will power to keep it in, the lingering salty aftertaste left a layer over my tongue that was hard to get rid of "no water until momma allows it, I want you to be able to drink without having trouble, I want it to be like needing to drink water for you" She replied putting the glass to one side.
"Today, Samantha, we're going to do some really hard work?" She guided me through the house as she spoke, taking me to the living room to a chair that was never there before sitting directly in front of the TV _"Well I'm going to do most of the work but it will all be worth the training" Straps and belts clasped onto my wrists and ankles with clicking of padlocks to follow.
"Wah..." that was all I could find myself saying. Momma's on a power trip and she doesn't show any signs of stopping. The last strap was the one to hold my head in place unable to move "Don't you dare fight this baby"_ Threatning me after I fought against her, she looked me dead in the eyes, her stare driving fear into my core.
First she lifted my skirt then lowered my panties, my tuck undoing itself as my little penis flops into semi flacidness. Momma forbid me to ever touch my penis to masturbate so having it out in the middle of the room a few inches away from Momma's fingers was the first. She flipped a few buttons on the TV, until a picture of the word COCK was froze on the screen. Momma shuffled around me moving something or looking for something, my restricted form couldn't even check to see what she was up to. She came back and sat besides me with headphones in, whatever was going to happen, she didn't wan to hear it. Having her fingers play with my clitty felt so strange, I have never felt this before, this feeling of raw pleasure.
The lights in the room dimmed once Momma pressed play on the controller and words began to flashing on the screen
Cock "A Sissy's favourite toy"
The word was big and bold, a woman's voice, almost like mothers told me what the word meant for Sissies... Me?
"pleasure"COCK"pleasure"
Momma's fingers felt so good I was about to cum but before i could she stopped, and smiled... and waited for 10 mins for my tiny boner to go away, All while the video continued to play.
The day went on as Momma jerked and stopped everytime I got hard, eventually getting hard was hurting rather than pleasuring. I fell asleep that day on the chair staring at mind clouding words and feeling myself going crazier by the second.
What's next?
Momma's sissy boy
All my life my mom's been there for me.
A boy with a severe case of kleinfelter's symdrome is brought up alone by his mother. Kleinfelter's is a rare case of men with feminine features.
Updated on Jan 9, 2018
by DontBeTrippin
Created on Feb 16, 2016
by DontBeTrippin
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