Sparticus ... A Mother's Demise ... Ch 2 - Sex Stories

Sparticus ... A Mother's Demise ... Ch 2

... up and walked to the bathroom. The horny woman accepted that she was not to be satisfied, rose from the bed and went to prepare for work. It was a full day today at the office. Helen had not been told she could not masturbate but she felt the need to self-humiliate and ask her Dominus if she could touch her own pussy. She knew she had 15 minutes alone at home before she left for work. All through breakfast Helen got more and more aroused at her self-imposed humiliation of asking her son if she could masturbate, but with her daughter’s in and out all the time she did not get the opportunity. A chance arose when Lisa finished her breakfast and went up to her bedroom ten minutes before they had to leave for school. The randy mother swallowed knowing it was now or never approached her son. ‘Dominus… may …’ the words were hard to come out… ‘may… I masturbate today…?’ Alan smiled and looked at his red faced mother. ‘Yes slut…you may…at work in the washrooms… shut the stall door…but do not lock it… strip completely… take a picture on your phone of you sitting on the toilet…legs spread and send it to me. I want to see tits and cunt.’ The shocked mother was not expecting his reply to be so explicit… and immediately regretted asking him if she could alleviate that burning itch in her pussy. Before she could put forward her objections he continued… ‘Lift up your skirt’ Forgetting the shocking instruction of where and how to masturbate the disoriented woman raised her neat grey ...

... pencil suit skirt to show her son her legs and silk black panties. ‘I thought I told you…slaves don’t wear panties…take them off… you will be punished tonight… and if I don’t get a picture your punishment will be harsher’ ++++++++++++++++ Helen McIntyre could not concentrate on her work. As a secretary she worked a total of two mornings and one full day a week in a small engineering firm that employed fifteen workers. Five worked in the office… the remaining seven men and three women on the shop floor. The troubled secretary was going through a gambit of contradictory feelings. She was randy… she needed to masturbate, but she didn’t want to masturbate in a public washroom, although the thought of being caught appeared to add to her arousal. She had never taken such an explicit picture before and yet knowing her son was about to get one of her made her cunt pulsate all the more. She could not even imagine what punishment her son had in stall for her for wearing panties that morning. She was mortified at being made to remove them there in the kitchen in front of her son…and even more so when he commented on how wet they were. When he put them in his pocket and said that he wondered how long it would take to filter through the school that some lucky bastard found a pair of women’s panties in the boys toilet… and how they reeked of cunt juice. The stunned mother’s pussy tightened, gripping that imaginary cock, at the thought of her panties being passed from boy to boy, sniffing her ...