Round two

• We're not done yet, are we?

She said, stroking her erect penis:

“You must be eager to continue, aren’t you?”

Lisa said as she grabbed your head and **** his mouth onto her cock. She started thrusting into your mouth and you could only **** and gag as you were **** to swallow her cock.

“That’s right, clean it,” she moaned.

"You're such a good little slut."

While fucking your mouth, Lisa reached for the leash that was on the table and attached it to your collar.

“You’re mine now,” she whispered, fastening the leash.

She tugged hard on the leash and looked her son in the face.

"Much better"

Lisa took out her penis and said in a commanding tone:

"Get your butts up because it's time for the main course."

You panicked and began to struggle against your bonds, feeling helpless and trapped.

“No...” you managed to say pleadingly.

“No...” Lisa said slowly

His voice was barely audible, but you heard it clearly. She narrowed her eyes, her gaze piercing him like a dagger.

"What did you say?" she demanded, her voice cold and dangerous.

“Mmmmm, p... pae...” Doug begged, trying to get the words out.

Lisa's eyes flashed with displeasure, but just as quickly she calmed down and grinned evilly.

“It won’t be as interesting if you give up at the beginning.”

“But you refused your mistress,” she said slowly, her eyes sparkling with desire. “And you need to be punished.”

Lisa's voice dropped to a whisper, her words vibrating with emotion.

Lisa let go of the leash, allowing Doug to rise slightly. His eyes, wide with horror and shame, stared at her.

"I'm so glad it won't be that easy," she mocked, gently running the tip of her index finger along his jawline. "But don't worry, we have plenty of time and we've just started."

She paused dramatically, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

"But right now I'm too excited to wait."

She turned and walked towards the wall behind you. You couldn't see what she was doing, so you could only hear the metallic noise of the chains. You were shaking, your heart pounding, anticipating what was about to happen. Lisa has returned to you. She laughed quietly and began to fasten the straps to the rings on the straps holding you in place.

“Well, my dear boy,” she muttered. "I think it's time for a little punishment."

Lying on the floor, you turned your head to see the grinning face of your mother holding the remote control. Lisa pressed a button, and suddenly the straps and chains that Lisa was fastening began to reach towards the ceiling, and you found yourself suspended at the level of your mother's waist, with your legs bent, the leash of your collar pulled tight, and your hands cuffed behind your back. The position was uncomfortable and scary, making you feel completely **** and unprotected. Lisa stood proudly, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction and fun.

"Isn't this fun, my dear?" “she asked rhetorically, her voice laced with anger. “I hope you enjoy this little setup.”

“Ah,” Lisa grinned, coming closer and leaning against you.

Lisa looked at her son's face and smiled, showing what she was hiding behind her back.

“This little toy will help me show you what happens when you refuse your master.”

Mom said and taking out a dildo with special holes for breathing. With a confident move, she shoved it into her mouth, robbing you of even your limited ability to speak. Now you could only moan. You tried to scream in protest, but the sounds were muffled and distorted. Your face turned red and your eyes widened in fear and panic.

“I’m so sorry, my dear,” Lisa cooed, feigning sympathy. “But you chose this fate, didn’t you? Now let's see..."

Walking around him, Lisa looked at her son's attractive ass and smacked her lips lustfully.

“You have a nice ass, my dear,” she said, running her hand over his ass.

"I think we'll have a lot of fun together."

Lisa stepped back and squeezed a generous amount of lube onto her palm. She rubbed it between her fingers, warming it, before applying it to her erect penis.

“This will make it easier for you, my dear,” she cooed, her voice filled with lust. “It will be easier for you to get over it.”

As she applied the lubricant to her penis, Lisa's eyes sparkled with anticipation. She took a step closer to her son, her breath hot and heavy.

“Are you ready, my dear ****?” - she asked in a low and seductive voice. “Are you ready to experience something truly extraordinary?”

You moaned, your body shaking in fear and anticipation. You felt completely helpless, suspended from the ceiling, unable to move or escape your impending doom. His mother’s words echoed in your ears, her laughter taunting him.

“Let's go, my dear,” Lisa said, her voice filled with lust. "I promise you won't regret this."

Lisa walked towards you, her massive erection jutting forward, glistening with saliva and lube. She reached out and caressed your ass, squeezing it gently.

“So hard and round,” she muttered, her voice trembling with emotion.

“Just like a ripe apple that begs to be picked.”

Lisa stood behind you, aligning her erect member with your entrance. She pressed the head of her penis to her anus, teasing him mercilessly.

“You are so tempting, my dear,” she growled, her breath hot and heavy. "I can't wait to pick you up."

Grunting, she thrust her hips forward, plunging her cock deep into her son's rectum. You moaned into the gag, your body arching involuntarily.

Lisa laughed quietly, her eyes lighting up with lust. “My dear Doug,” she said, her voice hoarse and full of sinful promises. "You seem to be having fun."

Lisa withdrew her massive erection, leaving you panting. She leaned closer, her lips brushing your ear. "Ready for more?" She whispered, her breath tickling your neck. Before you could make a sound, she slammed her cock back into him, causing him to cry out in pain and pleasure.

Your body shook, your ass squeezing her invading cock. You began to thrash around, squirming in your bonds, desperately trying to escape the torment. But your efforts were in vain. Your mother tied you tightly, ensuring that you remained motionless.

“There’s no point in fighting, my dear,” Lisa cooed, her voice soothing and reassuring. "Just relax and enjoy yourself."

Lisa slammed into you several times, her cock sliding in and out of your rectum with practiced ease.

“Are you feeling well, dear?” - Lisa whispered in your ear, her breath hot and heavy. “I bet you never imagined your first time would be like this, did you?”

You groaned, his body twitching helplessly under the straps.

Each brutal thrust sent a wave of pain through your body, but it was mixed with a strange feeling of pleasure. Your penis was painfully swollen and your balls ached from pent-up desire.

“Oh, look at you, my little whore,” Lisa cooed, her voice filled with lust. “Even though you cry and beg for mercy, your dick is still rock hard.”

Lisa removed her massive erection again, the head glistening with precum and anal juice. With a quick motion, she thrust her hips forward, driving the engaged member deeper into his rectum.

"Oh!" - you cried out, your body arching under the restraints.

“Yes, my little slut,” she growled, her voice filled with lust. “Take my cock deeper.”

She pulled back, then plunged back into you, her movements becoming faster and rougher. Each thrust caused your entire body to spasm and your ass to clench around her cock.

“That's right, my sweet boy,” she murmured in a deep and sensual voice. "Take it all."

You whimpered, tears streaming down your cheeks. Your head hung limply, your eyes rolled back. Your body shook violently and your member swelled painfully in response to each brutal attack.

Lisa bit her lip, enjoying the power she had over her son. She had dreamed of this moment for years, dreamed of being able to control it, to own it. And now here he was, trapped and helpless.

Lisa enjoyed the feeling of her hard cock buried deep in her son's ass, your body trembling in pain and pleasure. The smell of sweat, sex and desperation filled the air, mingling with the faint scent of leather and latex.

“Oh, look at you, my little slut,” Lisa cooed, her voice filled with lust.

After a few moments, you felt that your mother was on the edge, and at the last moment she forcefully shoved her dick into her son’s ass and erupted a sea of cum. Her muscles contracted rhythmically, spraying your insides with warm, sticky seeds. Despite the numbness from the blows, you felt the warmth of the liquid seep into your deepest depths and seemed to burn your insides. Your stomach churned with nausea. Lisa moved forward, sighing contentedly.

Her face reflected pure bliss, she was proud of her achievement.

She gave her son the ultimate orgasm and now he was filled with her cum. She looked at you with love and pride. Your face was wet with tears and your body was convulsing from exhaustion.

“How are you feeling, my little slut?” - She asked quietly, looking at Doug's exhausted body. She knew he wouldn't answer, but she liked talking dirty.

Looking at her son, Lisa smiled even wider.

“Good boy,” she said affectionately, stroking your hair. "You really made me happy."

Lisa carefully unhooked her son from the ceiling, and then carefully carried her to the shower in the corner of the room. Entering the shower stall, she turned on the water, setting it to a comfortable temperature.

“I’ll clean you up,” she said soothingly, gently laying you down on the shower floor. “You just relax and enjoy the feeling.”

Lisa began to soap her hands, then carefully soaped her son's body, starting from the head and working down. She took her time, enjoying the feel of his soft skin under her fingertips.

“I love you, my little whore,” she muttered.

"Don't be afraid, I will take care of you."

Lisa scooped up some water with her hands and poured it over Doug's body, washing away the remnants of their passionate encounter. Her touch was gentle, almost gentle as she washed your body. She shampooed your hair, massaging your scalp with slow, deliberate movements. After the shower, Lisa took her sweet **** in her arms and carried her to the bed. After carefully laying you down, she undid the clasps connecting the bero and shin, allowing you to feel the bliss of straightening your legs. But literally immediately another click was heard. Lisa attached a metal chain from the head of the bed to your collar. And only now in the mirror next to the bed you could see the inscription on the collar (Mom’s pet)

Taking a couple of steps back, Lisa looked at her work and nodded in satisfaction with a grin.

“You look beautiful, my sweet boy,” she whispered, her voice filled with lust. “But there’s a small detail missing.”

Lisa's eyes sparkled with excitement as she walked up to the shelves and began searching for the perfect toy.

"Now let's see what we have here," she muttered, her voice shaking with anticipation. “Perhaps something more interesting for our little slut.”

She ran her fingers along the rows of toys, her eyes scanning the assortment of dildos, vibrators and other erotic devices. Finally she found what she was looking for: a large black butt plug with a flared base and a series of ridges along the shaft.

“This should be just right for our little slut.”

Lisa approached you, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Carefully, she lifted your legs, spreading them apart. You groaned, his body arching awkwardly under the restraints.

“Well, well, dear boy,” Lisa cooed in a soothing and comforting voice.

"Relax and let mom take care of you."

Her fingers danced across the sensitive skin of her son's thighs, causing a delicious shiver to run through his body. Lisa expertly lubricated the large black butt plug, watching in delight as the shiny silicone glinted in the dim light. She carefully inserted the large black butt plug into your ass, watching in delight as it disappeared inch by inch. At the same time, she could not help but admire her work. Her son, once a strong and independent man, was now her ****, bound and gagged, filled with her seed. She felt a surge of strength and satisfaction. Stepping back to admire his work. She turned to the door and left the exhausted Doug lying on the bed.