Let Vitalia leave

"Well, Sir," Vitalia told him pleasantly as she finished wiping down the kitchen counters, "unless you or your mother need anything more from me, I'll be going. I'll be back tomorrow morning." she assured him cheerfully.

"That'll be fine, Vitalia," Dustin nodded, his thumb closing the window that had opened on his phone as Vitalia's announcement made his decision for him. "I'll see you tomorrow," he said with a smile as she put away her cleaning supplies and started to get ready to leave.

"Yes, tomorrow," Vitalia assured him with a smile as she slipped a light coat over her maid uniform and headed for the door.

Once she'd left, Dustin just stood there alone in the kitchen, looking at his phone, trying to decide what he should do. He'd been on his way out, wanting to get out of the house and spend some time away from his mother as he tried to decide what to do... what commands he should be using on her. Part of him, a part he was more than slightly ashamed of, knew exactly what he wanted to make his mother do... and that was why he was trying to avoid her, why he had wanted to get out of the house. But now that he wasn't in the same room, now that he wasn't watching her, Dustin's resolve was crumbling, the idea of spending the day controlling his mother, of gaining more EXP and INF points in this new app, was becoming more and more appealing to him.

It didn’t need to be her. He could find someone else to control, to begin his journey with. The sight of her on her knees, scrubbing his bathroom, her ass presented to him in her tight jeans, her tits swaying in the confines of her shirt. He looked from the door, to the stairs and back.

“Fuck it.” He muttered.