Turn her into a submissive pet

"If you want to behave like a jealous idiot the doors there." Mishell says peeling her eyes away from me and scowling at mom.

Mom taking a deep breath reaches down and retrieves her wand as Mishell only grins at the image of a angry grown woman with a 'child's toy'.

"You want to be a horny cougar trying to steal my son, my bitch. Fine I'll grant your wish. A strong woman you may have been, but my needy little kitten you are." mom says as she levels the wand at Mishell as it glows her grin grows wider at the scene. Initially nothing seems to happen and then Mishell's grin fades into horror at the realization of what she had said.

"Please....Mrs.Doe...I'm...I'm sorry....I would never steal your son from you....its just he's so cute and perfect like you ma'am. I just wanted a taste of that perfection, just for a little while ma'am" the once confident woman stammers as sweat runs down her forehead her gaze jolting from me to mom and back.

"Is this how you apologize to someone who is perfect? Sitting there and stammering. Why don't you show me how you should really apologize." mom says as she takes her a seat on the small couch. Mom places the wand next to her as she crosses her legs and her arms bringing to my head the images of queen's and empresses of old. I'm broken away from the reverie of my mom by the sound of Mishell's chair hitting the floor and for a second I fear she had fallen over or passed out but then I see her crawling to mom on all fours.

I hold my breath as I see while mom was more gifted in the chest department Mishell blew mom out of the water when it came to the ass. The woman's booty strained in her skirt just as mom's chest strained in her shirt. Mishell briefly stops and stares at me seeming to either hope I'll rescue her or join my mother in tormenting her. When she reaches mom's foot she gives it a kiss and another but when she attempted to give a third kiss mom says "Stop.....John, what do you think you are doing. This home wrecking cat isn't alone in my ire. You've been doing nothing but strutting around like a common whore and flirting with ever mousy slut and chocolate hussy you've seen. How are you going to make up for it."

I act before I can even form a thought of what to do as I'm already on my knees crawling to mom swaying my ass exaggeratedly. Stealing a glance up from the floor I see mom's face flush watching my plump ass swaying hypnotically and Mishell disobediently staring at me forgetting mom for a second as one of her hands start to drift down her crotch as she lets her face slide down the couch's front. Mom places uncrosses her legs and places her other foot onto the wood floor as she spreads her legs. I plant a kiss on her shoe and then ankle before trying to steal a glance up her skirt but it's to long for me to see anything pass her plump and kissable thighs. To my horror Mishell has given up on pleasing mom and is to engrossed in trying to rub herself through her skirt as she stares at me.

Mom lets out a huff as she stands and walks behind us. With a hard slap mom spanks both me and Mishell as we let out a moan earning us a "Quiet". My dicklette wiggles as the heat from her hand seems to spread out and cloud my head. Mom removes her hand again as I bite down on my hand to try to keep quiet as mom delivers another resounding smack on our asses. I manage to stifle my moan but Mishell fails miserably or not caring if she is heard or even caring to obey mom. With a growl of "stupid bitch" mom pulls down out skirts as I am momentarily entranced by Mishell's jiggling booty a red hand print forming on her chocolate skin. She tosses my skirt aside as she shoves Mishell's into her mouth mouth before planting a kiss on my cheek and whispering "You're being such a good boy. Keep behaving and I'll reward you tonight."

Fantasies fill my head mostly of me cumming in mom or receiving another blow job from her but one comes to my mind of me and Mishell embracing each other as I hump her fat ass like the bitch I am. Mom gives us both a few more slaps before I cum tainting my cage with my sperm as Mishell seems to only be getting stated in lapping up her punishment. Mom sighs as speaks to me disappointed "Really John. You came already. Did I say you could?"

"I'm sorry mommy. I couldn't help it your hands felt so good and..and...I'm such a -" I start to stammer before I cry earning me a sigh from mom as she sits back down. on the couch as she continues "I'm not mad John. Only disappointed I thought I raised you better."

I start to kiss her feet before her well padded ass touched the couch and even before Mishell broke away from her stupor and tried to kiss with her skirt still stuffed into her mouth. Once free she started her ministrations to mom's feet. As I was about to kiss mom's thigh Mishell grabbed my head and stole a deep kiss leaving me gawking at her boldness before she delivered two kisses to mom's thigh meat. However before I can join her a knock comes from the door. Mom orders Mishell to get the door and make sure we won't be disturbed. In the time it had taken Mishell to get her skirt back on, backwards, I had managed to kiss mom's glorious thighs 10 times and continued as she got the door.

"Hey....um....Is everything ok. I thought I heard a slap." the man on the other side asks.

"Of course Marcus. I just was getting rid of a bug....I'm feeling a little bit peckish so I'm going to take thirty and have some lunch a bit early." Mishell says before quickly taking a sign and placing it on the door before slamming it shut in Marcus's face. She all but pounces forward to take her place with her head on mom's thigh. With a smirk mom starts to unbotten her shirt as Mishell stares confused I do all I can not to jump up and help her and as she unbuttons the last button she pulls her shirt apart to reveal her large breasts and dark nipples as a single bead of milk rolls down her slightly sagging breast. Before I can even react Mishell pounces and licks the bead up as her eyes flutter and she lets out a moan.

Mom slaps her for her boldness as she growls "NO! You do not get the first taste of me only MY son gets a taste and pick of which tit he wants."

That was my que to all but shove Mishell to the floor and latch onto mom's right breasts and start suckling as my dicklett hardens to a massive 2 inches. Mishell's attraction to me evaporates as she becomes jealous and chooses shove me deeper into mom's breast before latching onto the other one. For a moment we glare at each other before Mishell's hand disappears down her skirt as I sit obediently with my hand on her lap. Mom smiles down at me causing my heart to flutter before she recites "My cute little eager boi you are. Nothing more pleasurable than a empty mommy."

I don't know how long I've been drinking until the steady stream decreases into a trickle and then just a few spurts. As the last spurt hits my tongue my eyes roll back into my head as I moan into mom's breast as my bussy winks and my already full cage fills and starts to leak. I sit there until mom is **** to by me from her teat after Mishell finishes hers. We sit there as she stands up and feeling cold alone me and Mishell embrace the only smell is of mom's milk as we briefly kiss before mom proclaims "John you did great as always. Mishell.....I am disappointed in a woman of your AGE....and wait.....it that a RING?"

"Ye....yes Mrs.Doe...I've been married for twen-" Mishell tried to say only for mom to slap her.

"You slutty cat how can you be trying to fuck my son while married? Tonight AFTER you approve my loan you will come to my house for further discipline and enough with Mrs.Doe. I am no longer a married woman AND you may never address me as anything other than Mistress. You understand you stupid strumpet." Mom demands as she buttons up her shirt. As we storm out of the office leaving Mishell on the floor nursing a bruised ego and slapped cheeks I briefly wink at the mousey teller earning me a full face blush before mom pulls me roughly out of the door.