Acquiescing to Commands

She couldn't believe she was doing this. Just one day, Sophie... That's all you need to deal with. As Jake laid himself down on the couch, Sophie got into place. She had to play the part, at least for now. They both knew she didn't believe any of it, but he wanted this simply to assert his power over here.

What she wasn't prepared for was the size of his cock. "What's the matter? Never seen one this big before? Bet your loser son's dick isn't even close."

Sophie bit her tongue; she had to play along for now. "You're so big, sir," she moaned aloud. Her hands slowly moved up and down his shaft while she answered him. "He could never hope to compare to you." She hated the words coming out of her mouth.

"Good slut. I bet you're glad he's gone. Now you can be around a real man. I bet you used to think about how hot it would be to be with someone so dominant. You just wanted to be shown your place," he reached down and cupped her chin in his hands. "I bet you wish I was your son instead."

He knew what he was doing. Sophie hated that he knew just where to poke. Tears threatened to form as she was reminded that her son was off somewhere else. "Yes, sir. I've always wanted to submit to someone strong like you. You would make a great replacement son, too. So strong and powerful..." She was trying to be careful not to get carried away. Even she couldn't deny how erotic this was. In an effort to shut herself up and prevent more platitudes from falling from her lips, she wrapped them around his cock.

She felt his hand on her head, but watched in horror as he pulled out his phone and started recording. "Sup, loser. Got your mommy sucking on my cock. She couldn't wait for you to be gone so she could show me how she really felt about me."

Her eyes widened; he couldn't send this to John! It'd destroy him! "Relax," he smirked, "it's just some insurance to make sure you don't act out of line." It hit her in that moment that she was powerless. She couldn't reach out to her son or anyone else; Jake would ruin her if she did. The only thing she could do now is submit and hope he got bored of her.

She steeled herself and began to work his cock. "Good. You get it now: I've got all of the power here. You were mine the moment you walked in here." He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off of his cock. "Tell me who you belong to."

"You, sir," she said quietly, earning a small across the cheek. "You, sir!" She made sure to shout now. "I belong to you, sir! I—" She didn't get the chance to finish. He **** her back down onto his cock and took control. She was little more than a toy for his pleasure as he face-fucked her.

"I've been waiting to use this mouth off yours for years! Can't wait to finally take all of your holes and make you mine." He pulled her off of his cock right as he shot his load in her face. He wasted no time in telling her what do to. "On your knees. Smile. Thank you master for his cum."

She hadn't even had the time to process her disgust when he started barking commands. She obliged, kneeling in front of him while he videoed. She put on her best smile and began: "thank you, master, for your yummy seed. I feel so... honored that you would cover me in it."

"Of course, slut. What else would you wear? Anyways," he stood up and fixed his clothes. "You're not allowed to wear clothes around town anymore. If I see you covering those udders of yours or your tight MILF cunt, you'll get quite the punishment."

On the one hand, this was such a ridiculous command that, in normal circumstances, it would be considered a joke. On the other hand, in this circumstance, she knew he was serious. "Of course, sir."