He checks out what his mother is upto

Alex watched as she pulled out a crumpled sheet of paper from her pocket along with a pen. He looked over at his desk on the other feed, realising that she had the presence of mind to swipe the paper with her before leaving the room. Clearly she had been trained well to leave no trace behind.

Once again she unbuttoned her jeans and shimmed out of them after pulling them down. The camera had the perfect angle as she sat down on her bed, spread her legs in front of her and looked at his underwear before closing her eyes and bringing the underwear’s crotch section close to her nose, smushing it against her face as she took in a deep breath. She took a couple more deep breaths before taking the pen and writing on the paper.

Alex braced himself with his hand on his cock as he knew what came next and sure enough, Natasha brought the underwear to her face and began masturbating as she smelled it. Alex began pumping at the lewdly entertaining sight he had orchestrated. He was almost lost in the pleasure as he realised something strange. His mother was not stopping. In fact her hand kept moving faster and faster as she continued smelling his underwear, eyes closed, hair a mess, seemingly in bliss. Was she really turned on doing this? She hadn’t touched herself this much while she had been smelling his socks or jersey. Regardless, his brain didn’t have much time to consider things as his cock took over. Who cared why she was doing it. His own mother was jilling herself to his dirty underwear, getting off to his precum and he was the reason she was doing it. That final thought was enough to make him cum.

He took a few breaths as he looked up to see that his mother seemed to be done too. She took the paper, wrote on it again before keeping the pen down and looking it over like she was going over her work. Once she was done, she reached for the receiver she had kept below her pillow and began typing on it. But she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Alex was worried something had gone wrong. He grew even more worried as his mother put the receiver down and walked over to where she had left her jeans, pulling them on. Shit. Was she going to come to his room? Alex hurriedly fixed his clothes and switched tabs on the laptop.

His suspicion was correct. A couple of minutes later, his mother opened the door and looked at him. She looked very serious. Alex’s heart jumped in his chest. Had the brainwashing somehow gotten undone? She had some sticky residue of his precum on her face, but Alex wasn’t in the position to be aroused by the sight. The two of them just looked at each other before his mother spoke in her new accent.

“Alexei, I shall be going out for some important work. I leave the house in your care. Do not stay up for me. I might be late.” Following this, she just nodded at him and walked off without waiting for a response.

Alex was very confused. He watched on the camera feed as his mother grabbed her purse and left the house in a hurry. Had she caught onto what he was doing and left the house to get help? Alex knew he had to do something. Maybe the device would have some way of stopping her if she wasn’t out of range yet? He rushed towards the attic stairs.

Alex sat down on the floor in front of the old PC, his heart thumping as he looked at the screen before it all instantly pieced together. He had entirely forgotten about the last command he had sent through the device. His mother had only seen the message when she had taken the receiver in hand to report her findings. She had responded to his command too: At once comrade, it will be done.

Alex breathed a sigh of relief. But how was she going to fulfill that request? Alex was left scratching his head but as he looked at the old PC in front of him, he knew he had to make things more efficient. Leaving the control terminal out in the open like this was risky. He couldn't afford to have his mother discover it. He also had to make it more user friendly. If he could somehow load the software on his own laptop and modify the hardware so it could be remotely operated, all he would need would be his laptop to stay on top of things. Him being on his laptop wouldn't raise suspicions either. Alex began taking the computer apart. He knew he had a long fight ahead of him.