I love you, mommy. I'll do anything for you.

"I love you, mommy. I'll do anything for you."

Her smile widens and her eyes tear up slightly.

"I love you too, honey. I love you so much," She says, embracing you tighter, her dick, still lodged in your ass, twitching slightly.

Looks like she doesn't intend to make anything of your second comment. A part of you feels relieved, but a larger part of you just refuses to have that.

Pushing slightly on her shoulders, you manage to drag your head off of her breasts and look her in the eyes. "I mean it, mommy. I'll do whatever you want, anything."

Her eyes widen, stunned. Her mouth twitches slightly, at a loss for words. "Doug. Honey, do you mean that?" She murmurs, tears freely running down her face.

"I'm yours, mommy," You say, eager. "I'm, I'm," You stutter slightly, before pointing at the MOMMY'S LITTLE FUCKTOY collar. "I'm your toy, your pet, whatever you want," You manage to say, your determination overcoming your unease.

She smiles again, that motherly smile, that loving expression. That dark edge from earlier, that glimpse of her powerful dominance, also returns slightly. She kisses you again, a quick smooch on the lips, before lifting you off her cock. She sits you down on the couch and gets up.

"I'm going to go get something, sweetie," She says, flushed with excitement. "Wait here, I'll be right back."

She walks to her room and you hear a slight shuffle. As you wait, you feel happy. You said it, you gave yourself to her. Whatever happened after this, whatever you feel later, you don't care. That expression on her face will fill you with pride forever.

Before long, she returns. In one hand, she's holding an odd looking black piece of heavy plastic with a groove in the top that leads to the middle. It has a couple of sharpish looking edges. In her other hand, she's holding a small curved bit of mesh. No, wait, it's more of a cage.

"Honey, this is called a chastity belt," She says, practically shaking with excitement. "This part," She lifts the larger black piece, "Goes behind your balls. Your dick goes in like this," She slots her finger into the groove, "And this bit," She hefts the cage piece, "Goes over your penis."

She demonstrates without actually attaching the pieces. You haven't seen her this excited in years. Her dick is fully erect, and you can see the wet spot forming on her skirt.

"See how the cage piece bends down like a flaccid penis? When you get erect, it will push the cage up, tilting the back piece. This bit," She points to the sharp edge at the top of the back piece, "Will dig into your balls every time you get erect. It won't be too painful, and you'll get used to it. If you get close to having a prostate orgasm, it will irritate your boyparts so much that you won't be able to get off. If you are **** over the edge, the pressure of the cage constricting your penis and the sharp part at the base of your balls will prevent anything from getting out, and that will cause a dry, unsatisfying orgasm."

You realize that you're staring. You're also shaking. You want to please her, but you didn't expect it to be this intense that quickly. You like sex with her, but you like cumming as a result of sex. You open your mouth to refuse it, to say no, but you stop. You don't need to cum or have pleasure. Mommy does. You are mommy's toy. Mommy's cum in your butt, your mouth, that's all the satisfaction you'll ever need. Or so you think. The doubts are back.

"Now, this is a special chastity belt. It's the same design male rapists are **** to wear. And thanks to a legal loophole, if you wear this, you can legally go outside naked. It's technically classified as clothing, so it is easier to punish the rapists, but just wearing it won't expose you to those sort of punishments. In fact, some powerful women make their men wear these. It's a status symbol. A man wearing this is truly his woman's toy, her," She smiles lovingly at you, "Pet."

You swallow hard. This is what you wanted, to be her pet, her toy. She also wants this. But...

"Won't it be painful?" You ask, nervously.

"For a while," Mommy answers, then sits down next to you. She puts her hand on your back and leans in close. "But Mommys little fucktoy is strong enough to endure it. I know you can, honey. You're capable of anything you set your mind too." She uses the same tone she used to every time you went to her with a problem. It puts you at ease. You think to yourself, Mommy is on my side. She loves me. She'll take care of me.

"Besides," She says, rubbing your balls. "Many men grow to enjoy blueballs. Can you imagine, honey? Those big, heavy orbs, swollen and practically glowing blue? You cock constantly leaking pre-cum? Your confused little boyparts making more and more spunk, more semen, not knowing that it can't go anywhere?"

You aren't sure. You're curious, but you don't thing those things she said sound particularly satisfying. Mommy senses your hesitation.

"I understand, honey. It's a hard choice, you don't have to decide now." Her smile is empathetic, caring. You know she'll love you just the same, whatever you decide.

"There is one more important thing, too, honey. If," She begins, her tone serious. Suddenly, the phone rings. She frowns, checks her watch, and gets up in a start. "This is an important call, just wait a minute," She says at a run.

She enters her room and slams the door. You hardly notice, your mind overwhelmed.

This is so much. When you made the offer, you don't know what you expected, but it wasn't this. This is almost unbelievable.

You pick it up, look at it. This little thing would change everything.

You can't do it. You don't mind taking it in the ass. You actually love taking it in the ass, but you want to cum. She's left you on the edge a few times while she took a break, and it was irritating, but you put up with it because you knew she would make you cum. But without that release, the irritation would build. It would be unbearable. It would...

It would make you her toy. Her pet. There would be nothing else you could give. Your dignity, sexual pleasure, and probably your ability to sleep comfortably would be gone. But she wants it. She would be happy, happy like never before. You want that. The collar isn't for show. MOMMY'S LITTLE FUCKTOY. You'd live it.

What should you do? What should you decide? You could put it on now, to prove your loyalty, but you still don't know. You want to say yes and no in equal parts. Should you do it and make her happy? Should you turn her down and continue with things like this?