Fast and Lazy

"Okay Alan. 30 minutes, than I got to get to hot yoga." My milf of a mom says, just barely concealing her distaste. Obviously torn between her desire to avoid me and my lecherous gaze, and her hope that my promised 'revolutionary idea' would get me out of her house.

"No problem Mom. Just sit back, watch the introduction video, and answer some feedback questions" I try, probably unsuccessfully, to hide a smirk as I look at her hot body. Clever girl, she was wearing loose sweats over her yoga gear. "Covering up for your pervert son" I think. "To bad this is all mine soon."

As she presses play on my laptop I reposition myself away from the screen. All research points to men being immune but one should always be careful. "Oh? That's... Interesting." She says, confused by the swirling colors and flashing lights. "But I thought this was an introd....." Her voice trails off as the second stage begins, eyes wide unable to close as the screen flashes brighter and brighter.

"Reeeeelax.... Must relax." She slurs, shaking her head. "No, wait that's not rig.... Suuuuubmit, must submit. W..what is happening? O..Obey, must Obey. " she groans and lets out an almost silent moan. "Nooooooooooo". The protest gently fading away as I go to the kitchen to grab a drink. "Relax, Submit, Obey, Relax, Submit, Obey, Relax...."

After several minutes I return to what used to be my Mother. Her wide eyes, completely dialated, have only tiny pin pricks of black with a blue border left. Her mouth has been open still muttering her programing as drool pours down her lips onto her sweatshirt, soaking the tits beneath. Leaning in I can hear her finishing her final stage. "Alan is Master, all must serve Master, all belong to Master. Alan is Master, all must serve Master, all belong to Master. Alan is Master." The video stops flashing and she slowly looks up at me without expression.

"Hello Master" she intones without emotion or personality. "How may this **** please you?"