"Yes Mom..."

Shivering hands pulled Luke's cage from out of his pocket, and placed if infront of his mother. Who in turn pick up and examined the black plastic of the control item.

"And the Key Luke?"

"Here..." Luke produced it as well, but his mother did not take it.

"Stand-up and come over here Luke."

Nerves chartering Luke did as ordered, and without ceremony, without prompt his mom slide the fingers of her free hand down the front of Luke's pants violently ripping them down.

The shock and embarrassment spewed out of him as a muffled whimper, Luke's cock shrivelling up infront of his mother.

Mrs. Caller didn't seem to notice however, gently fondling Luke's package, as she brought forward Luke's cage.

"Now Luke I know you may not want to hear this, and I know this is probably far from what you wanted either."

She slide the folding ring around his base.

"But I'm your mother, you still live in my house, and I only want what's best for you. You know that right?"

Luke didn't know what to say beyond a choppy "Yes mom..."

"Good Boy." She said as the sheath slide over top Luke's flaccid cock, and the cages lock made a loud echoing click. "And your a catch of a young man my son. It's my duty as your mother to protect you from all those hussies out there, trying get there claws in you."

His mother shuck her head, whilst taking Luke's key and putting it around her neck. "No! You need to focus on school, and your soccer Luke, that's all you need to do right now. Will find you a good wife one day, but that's far from the priority right now. Now be a good boy and clean up the table."