Heather's Proposal.

Sitting on the sofa deciding when to administer the smelling salts to her sleeping son was more thrilling than it should've been, just seeing him there, lying face down in a puddle of his own drool was so erotic that she was worried she'd Orgasm then and there, she had to refrain though, hold out as much as she could, otherwise, she'd never make it to the main event.

She still had on the catsuit, it made her feel all the more powerful sitting over his limp form, and she liked her new attire.

But she still wore the gloves, Having grabbed them from Miranda before she went upstairs. And there was no way in hell she'd take them off.

Deciding he'd spent enough time asleep she moved close to him and moved the salts around his nose.

He woke up but very groggily.

" wh....wha?.." he said, standing up.

" you were defeated, again, this is becoming a hobby it seems" Heather said slowly.

" let me ask you something, do you like getting knocked out?" She asked, she already knew in her own head, she just wanted him to admit it.

" Wh...what?" He asked, slowly stepping away from her, Ending up with his back against the wall.

" well thats all i can think of, i know neither myself or Miranda are really that good at boxing, and i know how good you are, so I'll ask again, and i want the absolute truth, or you will regret it, do you like us knocking you out? Are you secretly wanting to be submissive to us?...To Me?..."

He could just admit then and there about the loaded gloves, about how he'd never been knocked out and wanted it to be a one time thing that just got out of hand, and end it then and there....but he didn’t want to, because, deep down, he really wanted to see what would happen if he said.

" Yes..."

" I see...." she said, happy she had the answer she wanted, and started walking up to him slowly.

Billy stood there, transfixed as Heather swayed her hips as she walked, his eyes nearly hypnotised at her enormous chest.

" so you're telling me that you like it when i make you...fall asleep?...you get...what?...turned on from it?.." she said, wrapping her arms around his neck, and moving her face slowly to his.

" so you would be completely ok with us dominanting you over these next few weeks?...hmm...you want your Mommy, Cousin...and... mabye even your Sister to knock you out?"

" I...I...umm...." he stuttered out as she moved close to his face.

" I mean obviously...we'd...definitely make it worth your while, if you know what I mean, I've seen the way you look at me, at your cousin, imagine, I look this good with the catsuit, imagine how good do you think I look with nothing on at all?" she said and winked at him.

She looked down at his very prominent erection through his shorts, and gently moved her leg, brushing over his shorts.

Billy very nearly passed out again then and there.

" But you have to be sure about this....Are you sure you want this?" She whispered to him. She would’ve been much more subltle if she wasn't already completely horny and very turned on by watching her son be kncoked silly again.

" I...I.....I...want this...Mommy" Billy said, primal lust taking over anyother rational thought he may have, he couldn't think of anything else. He didn’t exactly realish the idea of being **** for the next few weeks, and he would definitely attempt to get the gloves back again, then he could just pretend, but the rewards at the moment seemed to tantalising to resist.

He leaned in and prepared for a kiss, heather though giggled and moved back from him

" wait, not here, come upstairs to my room" she said, and after kissing his cheek slowly, she went upstairs.

It took billy less than five seconds to rush out of the living room, following her.