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Chapter 10 by Alvinar Alvinar

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Dance

His thumb pressing down on the command, waiting a few heartbeats until he saw the small notification flash up on her profile pic.

Command Accepted - Exp+, Inf+

His heart thudded in his chest. "I want you to dance for me. Let me see how good you can dance." Dustin knew his mother enjoyed dancing, he could still remember his cousin's wedding a few years ago when she'd spent the entire evening on the dance floor, lost in the rhythm of the music, dancing with abandon. Dustin had spent the night secretly ogling her as she gyrated to the beat and now he was going to get a private show.

"Okay, Dustin," Jessica replied with a smile, and almost immediately began to move, swaying her hips to an unheard beat. For a long moment Dustin simply stared at her, watching the sinuous movements as she turned in place, her ass circling slowly in his vision. As she completed her spin he collected himself and spoke again.

"Uh, let’s go into your bedroom, Mom. Put on some music." As captivating as it had been, rolling her shoulders and swaying her hips wasn't exactly the sort of dancing he'd had in mind when he’d issued the command.

"Yes, Master," Jessica agreed easily, humming slightly and still moving with a slight sway as she followed him back into her bedroom.

She crossed to her laptop and spent a moment pulling up a program before the rapidly building beat of an EDM track began to sound from speakers set on either side of her desk. She whirled as it did, a happy smile on her face as she began to dance again, body undulating as she stepped out into a clear area of carpet. “Ready to see how good momma can dance?” She grinned as she began to roll her hips more energetically, her arms rising to swing above her head.

"Absolutely mom! Show me what you can do!" Dustin ordered as he watched her eagerly.

"Yes, Master," Jessica trilled as she span and began to lose herself in the music, letting her body move to the song, Dustin's command driving her to dance her best, to show off exactly how well she could dance.

"Fuck!" Dustin murmured as he watched her mother move, her slender toned body moving easily in time to the music, her dancing taking on a seductive, arousing aspect as the song's tempo built to a crescendo. Obedient to the wording of his order she put on the show for him, rocking her hips to sway her ass for him, arching her back to sway and jiggle her breasts in front of him as they strained against her thin t-shirt.

"That's great, Mom," Dustin breathed in admiration, his pants tenting as he watched the energetic, seductive movements of her dance, "Keep going!" He fumbled with his phone, **** to tear his eyes off of his mother long enough to scroll through the commands. "Keep dancing, Mom. Let me see how sexy you are, how hot you can dance," Dustin hissed, his arousal causing it to come out with urgent command as a new song started.

"Yes, Master," Jessica panted in reply, her forehead glistening with a fine sheen of sweat as she danced in the middle of her bedroom. Her movements became harder, faster, her body writhing in time with a synthetic beat.

"Damn," Dustin breathed in awe, watching his normally prim and proper mother dance with wild abandon before him, her body undulating sensually with the sensual beat of the song. She ran her hands over herself, fingers splayed as she stroked over her thighs, her ass, and up, cupping her breasts and rolling them in time with her hips as she showed off for him. Dustin’s eyes went wide as her hands moved back down, fingers hooking into the waist of her pants and pushing them down slightly. Pale skin flashed as she danced, manipulating the waistband in time with the movements of her hips, but never exposing more than a suggestive inch.

Dustin’s cock had been steadily hardening as he watched her display, and was now like an iron bar in his jeans. In almost a frenzy he looked down at his phone as she span and gyrated in front of him and searched for the Command that he desperately hoped he had progressed enough to succeed in.

"Strip for me, Mom. Let me see it all!" Slamming his finger down on Undress, Dustin practically screamed in his excitement, everything in him focused on the sexy mature woman before him and how much he wanted to see her naked. Any lingering concerns and reservations had been totally abandoned in the heat of the moment, all thoughts of what he should or shouldn't do pushed aside by his lust.

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