You decide to call her Momma

You decide to call her Momma even if doing so now made you a little nervous being around her. You really didn't want to upset her at this point.

“I really have no idea what she could do to me. I need to keep her happy while I wait for help,” you tell yourself. You are scared, but trying to keep a level head.

You then think of Ashley , Crystal, Sarah, and your mom. You know that they really care about you and the moment any of them realize that you are gone, they will let nothing stop them from finding you.

“Maybe help will come soon,” you think as Beckie caresses you, making you feel completely helpless and turning all of your attention back to her.

“Momma,” you say, getting a smile from Beckie. “Where am I and why am I chained to the bed?” You sound sad and scared as you speak. At the time, you are still hugging her because you really feel insecure and need to feel like someone is there for you, even if it is her. Your head is against her chest and you can hear her heart beat.

She smiles at the way your acting. “So small and soft...He's bending to my will so easily, I just love it,” she thought. Her hand sneaks to your ass and starts caressing it. She then plays with the pantie sting a little. You don't even notice any of this.

“Baby,” Beckie said while she moved so that she could face you. She now held you astride her lap with both her hands on your ass. “You are at my house. I couldn't just leave you at the hospital... all defenseless... by yourself.” She is idly rubbing your flesh in a sensual way with her hands as she thought “Because someone else might have gotten to you before I did and then you wouldn't be here with me.”

“But what about my...” You don't get to finish because Beckie cuts you off with a finger to your lip, completely ignoring what you were trying to say.

“And Momma chained you to the bed because she was worried Baby might run away.” She spoke in a normal tone as if putting a collar on you and chaining you to a bed wasn't weird or unusual.

As you are just staring at her, Beckie moves a hand to your tummy and starts to rub. After a moment, she starts using both hands. She messages the stretched flesh. She starts at the sides and moves inward. It feels good until she gets to the bruise. Hearing you yelp in pain, she stops and said “Momma is really sorry about hurting Baby.” A few tears actually leave her eyes. “She promises never to do that again.”

From the sound of her voice, you can tell she is telling the truth. After a moment, you ask “Why am I...,” you push away from Beckie and gesture towards your body, “...dressed like this?”

Beckie whips the tears from her eyes and smiles. “Well... I didn't have any boy clothes so I looked around and found some of my old clothes. They are from when I was a teen.” She giggles. “I was going to just put something simple on you, but...” She gained a playful look on her face. “Momma couldn't help herself.” She kissed your cheek, removing your tears. “Baby was just so adorable and beautiful that Momma decided to play dress up with him while he was asleep.”

“I don't think dying my hair is considered playing,” you think, but say nothing.

“I had no idea that you could make such a sexy girl, but I'm really happy... Momma can play dress up with you all she wants... she has always wanted a cute boy she could dress up as a slutty girl.” She brought her lips to yours. She kissed you really deeply. Her tongue went passed your lips and you pressed your toothless gums together. Your gums were still sensitive and pressing down hard really hurt, but you still did it. You didn't want to just give in to her, not now that you knew that she was a little off the deep end.

Not having teeth proved ineffective in keeping her out.

She pressed against your gums and slid right past your gums. A smile came to her face at your resistance. “I like when they still have just a little tiny bit of resistance left,” she thought as she plunged her tongue inside of your mouth. She then **** your mouth open with just her tongue. Once inside, the two of you wrestle tongues and hers easily dominates. You blush in humiliated because her tongue is stronger then your whole mouth.

Her tongue starts to retreat from your mouth and you think its over. But it isn't. Her tongue has decide to take yours home. She pulls your tongue into her mouth. Your tongue is then **** around her mouth, tasting her. You find that you enjoy the taste. Her saliva and yours are mixing and filling both of your mouths. She is drinking it down and enjoying the fluid. You join her and enjoy drinking the combined spit.

After a bit, her tongue decides it's time to go to your place. She thrusts her tongue back into your mouth.

Switching back and forth, she continued **** your mouth for a bit before stopping. As she pulled away a string of saliva stayed connected between your and her mouth. After a moment, it broke and the string hung from her mouth. She then sucked the slime in and smiled at you in a seductive way.

“Even though Momma is enjoying playing with her Baby, that isn't why she came in.”

You are breathless and say nothing. You have no idea what she is going to do and that scares you a little. “What is she going to do? **** me again? Make me drink more milk? Make out with my anus? ...I just hope whatever it is, she doesn't do anything bad to me,” you think as you look up at her with a small amount of fear. You know there is no way you can stop her.