Catherine’s Punishment Part 2

       Synopsis: A continuing story.  Oblivious as to their real motives after being told they wish to consider a career in teaching, a Beautiful forty two year old,  naively unaware of their actual intentions, reluctantly agrees to invite two of her son’s young friends into her home. A mistake resulting in a life changing experience

Part two.  

Chapter 1:  A month after Sean Brady’s visit to the house of Catherine Dixon. : 

Catherine Dixon stood staring nervously across the large inlaid leather desk  toward the big powerfully built man sitting in a huge leather swivel chair to her side, holding Catherine’s leash, stood Joan, wearing a leather skirt and jacket, , waiting for her charge to speak. 

        “Master Tony,”began Catherine eventually, It...It is my desire to ...to demonstrate to you that I, Catherine Dixon...fully understand I am now a trained sex slave, ready to serve my Master and owner, Sean without question or hesitation.”

        “Well, don’t just stand there Catherine” replied the middle aged man sternly.

        Sean Brady was sitting immediately behind Catherine, sipping from a beer glass and waiting for the exciting scenario to unfold. 

Sean smiled with satisfaction as his property, the 42 years old blonde mother of two, Mrs. Catherine Dixon, placed one stiletto heeled shoe upon a small wooden chair, before carefully lifting herself up onto the huge desk.

        With equal care and with Tony’s ‘assistant’ Joan moving forward to allow Catherine’s leash more freedom, Catherine eased herself forward and crawled across the desk top,  stopping when her knees were on the very edge of the desk’s leather inlay and Once there,  Catherine sat back until her curvy buttocks rested upon the back of her stiletto shoes. 

To complete the task given her by the man she now faced, Catherine raised her hands until her  interlocked fingers  were clasping the back of her neck. 

Finally, and with no little will power,  Catherine raised her eyes until she looked again directly into those of the man who sat openly appraising her.

        Comfortable with himself, his leather chair and the scene before him, Tony Weston leisurely studied the rather lovely mature blond kneeling submissively before him upon his office desk.

        Only too aware of his close scrutiny, Catherine saw his eyes taking in every inch of the lingerie clad mature beauty, displayed as she now was, with her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders and wearing only a pretty little pink and black set of satin lingerie. 

Catherines full attire consisted of her tiny thong, a suspender belt, black seamed stockings and a quarter cup bra displaying her large breasts and hardened nipples to perfection. Even at the age of forty two,  if perhaps just a little rounder these days, Catherine Dixon had retained much of her youthful beauty.

        Aware the man sitting before her was so openly and explicitly studying her beauty, Catherine  yet again sensed that oh so wonderful, tingle of illicit arousal. 

An Arousal that seemed to start fires of desire within her with every new voyage of discovery her young Master and “owner” Sean Brady embarked them upon.

        “Well ‘it’ is certainly very beautiful Sean and You appear also to have so far trained ‘it’ quite well!”

Catherine now understood the large man Tony, was talking about her, not too her. This would, as Sean had informed her, be quite normal in certain circumstances from now on,  and seeing Tony rise from his chair, Catherine felt  yet again that strange welcome tingling, even at those words.

        Catherine’s lingerie has been  complimented by leather and chain body harness. From clips attached to a wide leather collar, hung four thin strips of similar leather, each side of Caroline’s breasts, all joined to another strap, like a belt, and fastened around Caroline’s waist. Horizontally, thin stainless steel chains joined the leather straps, these hung just above and below Catherine’s breasts....Her bondage harness.

        The overall effect of the lingerie and leather harness made the forty two year old mother look absolutely stunning and Tony, now standing, was unable to resist reaching out his hands and squaring the leather and chains across her  large breasts and Catherine fully understood  she was to keep hands behind her neck while she was inspected. 

Still, she only just managed to retain her position as little electric shocks of desire hit her when Tony’s fingers deliberately strayed over her breasts and nipples.

        “Gorgeous” said Tony leaning closer to Catherine, “Do you mind if I kiss it Sean?”

“No, not at all, I am your guest Tony, my property is your property,”replied Sean accepting that this would be just the first of many erotic encounters he would witness this evening between the very dominant Tony Weston, and his own property, Mrs. Catherine Dixon.

        Catherine was totally lost in the enthrallment of this erotic conversation and watching Tony loop a finger into the  ‘D’ ring set into the harness collar, then Suddenly felt herself gently but firmly pulled toward him until inevitably, their lips touched. At the same moment, she felt what would could only be Joan’s fingernail tracing a pattern over her cunt lips. .................

      Had it really been just a couple of short weeks ago  the teenage  Sean Brady had entered her home and  irreversibly changed her life, perhaps  forever, when introducing her to a world of Sexual awareness and fulfilment she had never before known or could even exist?.  

And all these astonishing sexual sensations had been created within her by a young man who was quite literally young enough to be her grandson!

For a moment Catherine’s thoughts turned to her husband, certainly she had been sexually excited by his caning of her but even so it had always been on his own terms. 

Catherine had in fact soon realised James had simply been punishing her for nothing more than being herself, a loving wife. And that those sessions only ever ended with her sucking him off, leaving her try her best to satisfy her own needs later in bed, wondering why he no longer appeared interested in fucking her.

But such thoughts quickly departed as Tony’s tongue pushed resolutely between her lips and Catherine, without hesitation parted her lips, welcoming into her mouth the hot tongue of this powerful man who was  so effortlessly controlling  her. ......................................................................

Chapter two: Catherine Dixon............ 

       After  Sean and Tom had left her house that afternoon, Catherine  immediately realised the enormity of what had happened, what she had in truth allowed to happen, but strangely was unable to sense any of the feelings of guilt that should have been running through her and despite her tears and cum covered body naked body, she had run straight up to her bedroom to luxuriate in her bath, reliving events over and again. 

   It had been Just before 6. Pm  when the boys had  finally left , not though before Sean had administered a short but thorough spanking of Catherine’s bottom before the naked cum covered and tearful beauty had curled up in a ball on her sofa, where Sean and Tom wished her farewell....for now.....

        Hurriedly and fearful her son Dan could  return at any moment, Catherine  cleared from the lounge any evidence remaining from the afternoon’s events. Her bra, thong, stockings and suspender belt along with her outer clothing were swept up and placed into the laundry basket. 

The Tea things were placed into the dishwasher and the lounge tidied. 

Then To her horror Catherine noticed what could only be cum juices splattered over the sofa. Quickly she wiped these as best she could before pouring herself a very large brandy and taking it upstairs to the bathroom.

        Lying back in the steamy hot water, Catherine took a large gulp of the brandy, unable to believe what had just happened , in her very own home! 

Jesus, what should she do now? Who could she tell? 

She had even agreed with Sean that she, Catherine Dixon, 42 years old mother of two, was now the property of a teenage old boy,  a friend of her son to boot!

And now she had to live with the terrible knowledge she had allowed both these boys to fill her with their hot seed, one in her mouth, and the other in her, her cunt! 

However, despite everything, in her bath Catherine was unable to prevent that all to familiar throbbing between her legs once again, along with the tingling in her nipples  

and once again began massaging those areas as her mind conjured up visions of those teenage boys so skilfully using her body.

        Suddenly she heard the front door slamming and Dan’s voice calling her, asking if she were ok. and Catherine took another sip of her brandy before, in a bright a voice a possible,  she had  called back that she was indeed ok.

        Despite the brandy, Catherine could still taste Tom’s cum juices in her mouth and her cunt ached from the pounding Sean’s huge cock had given her. 

She could not but help recall how, whilst taken from behind, Sean’s cock had utterly and completely filled her as never before. 

So much so, that Catherine had felt a strange sense of emptiness and loss when Sean finally withdrew his monster cock from within her pulsing cunt.

In truth, for a long time now,  Catherine had longed for the events of the DVD to be repeated, but those games with her husband had stopped some time ago. These days, with her husband away on business most of the week, his weekend efforts were, at best, derisory.

        Closing her eyes Catherine recalled, how, after he had withdrawn from her, Sean had effortlessly turned her around to face his still erect monster cock and recalled how she had complied, without protest, to his demand she clean him off with her mouth. 

Never before had Catherine tasted her own juices from a man’s cock, even her wicked depraved Uncle had  never made her so so, but it had seemed such a natural act to clean her juices  from Sean’s wonderful cock and Sean’s juices, combined with her own had tasted surprisingly good. 

      But It should never ever happen again and no one must ever know what had happened that afternoon. 

What if Dan was to discover just what his supposed friends had done to his own mother?  He would be devastated and humiliated to learn his mother had been an, almost, compliant partner, caned upon her bare bottom before committing explicate sex acts with his best friends ! 

No, Catherine decided, despite Sean’s assertion she now belonged to him, she must tell no one and must never ever let it happen again!       

        However whilst in her bath,  Catherine was making that decision, her incredulous son Dan was in  his own room with the door locked. 

For he was breathlessly viewing the video recording his camera had made of the events earlier in the lounge. 

Never thinking things could possibly  ever go so far,  Dan was amazed at the events that unfolded after the initial pleasantries between his mother and his friends, but far from being devastated and humiliated, Dan was indeed stunned,  but also very, very aroused at the glorious sight of his beautiful initially lingerie clad and then naked mother, amazingly and so unexpectedly  sexually abused by guys he thought of as his best friends....even if they’d forced him to hand over the DVD to force him to arrange a meeting with his mother.

So With one hand continually fast forwarding the recording, Dan used his other to first withdraw and then play with his own good sized cock. 

One that had long since grown hard in expectation, one that ejaculated to the vision of his mother being forced to strip by his pals before being told to display her fantastic body to them.

        And Dan’s cock had immediately grown hard again, only to ejaculate time and again as the recording gave him a grandstand view of every inch of his mother’s almost naked body being fondled. 

Watching his mother caned by Tom and Sean and hearing her cries of both pain and pleasure, were music to Dan’s ears. Then just as he was watching his mother sucking Tom and  Sean’s huge cock took his mother from behind, he heard her shout up to him that is supper was on the table and would he please come down right away before it went cold! 

        Downstairs, sitting opposite his mother and with yet another erection while they eat supper, Dan could hardly believe his luck. 

He could not help but furtively glance across the dinner table toward his mother  whenever he could, but Dan was astounded  his mother seemed so calm and collected. 

He was fascinated by the knowledge he knew every detail of the breasts, nipples, cunt and buttocks currently concealed by the loose track suit his mother wore, even if he had found and viewed the DVD he’d copied for his friends.  

   Dan could hardly wait  to complete his meal and to return upstairs to his recording. But  he was equally delighted to realise he could now sit there, familiar with every hitherto secret areas of her lovely body while his mother sat opposite, blithely oblivious that her own son had only minutes ago watched her sucking his friends cock. 

So Dan was smiling, almost laughing and Catherine, picking up on this, asked Dan why he was so happy tonight. “Just happy to be with you Mum,”replied Dan, before inwardly adding “and thinking of just how much more I am going to enjoy your company in future.”

        Content at least that Dan appeared to be happy with the world and hoping he would not be asking her to meet Sean again, Catherine returned her son’s smile. But even as she did so, she knew  it was be only for the sake of her family that it was best Sean Brady did not return to the house......................................

Cheaper 3: Sean Brady.

  Just A few days after his and Toms visiting Catherine Dixon, Sean Brady strode into a dimly lit bookshop situated just off the main shopping street and Slowly began to peruse through the large stock of both new and second hand novels and magazines piled high upon the many shelves. 

Having read about this place after sneaking a look in his father’s den, Sean decided it would be a good a place as any to learn more about the exciting lifestyle he fully intended to pursue. 

Hopefully he could meet the shop’s owner, who was, if his father’s correspondence was to be believed, an acknowledged expert in the Sub/Dom scene.

        Sean’s lasting impression of Catherine Dixon, aside from the obvious delight of fucking the beautiful mother of his schoolmate, was of her clearly stating that she, Catherine Dixon, was his property, to be fucked whenever he wished!  

Despite his all knowing attitude, Sean had never really expected the mature almost haughty Mrs. Dixon to surrender to him as easily as she had, But having done so, Sean was even more determined she would be forced to keep her word.  

Dan’s Mother was a prize Sean Brady fully intended to nurture. Especially after Dan had cautiously approached him with the bombshell admission to Sean he had actually recorded the whole session! 

        At first Sean had thought Dan intended to use the recording as some kind of hold over Sean and Tom.  

But Instead of this  he had been astounded to given a copy and  to then hear Dan tell him that he, Dan, had actually enjoyed seeing his mother taken by Sean and  had then gone on to tell Sean that he was willing to help him in the future, providing Sean ensured Dan also had some fun, That he himself wanted to enjoy his Mother’s charms, albeit clandestinely ! 

        Sean had shrugged his shoulders, thinking that if Dan was that perverted, then so what, he was himself. Besides, Sean realised that it was far from certain that,  in the cold light of day, Catherine Dixon would be prepared to go along with Sean’s assertion she was now his property, even if she had pledged herself to him.

As for Tom, well he was not that bothered either way, he had had his fun and now wanted out, probably because he was more concerned about his exams and that it had been Sean and not himself fucking Catherine Dixon.

So after viewing and very much enjoying the recording,  Sean had indeed enlisted the help of Dan Dixon. 

His tasks, he was told, was to report to Sean anything he wished to know about his mother. 

For Indeed there was much information Sean felt he yet needed about Dan’s mother and Dan would begin by covertly making a list of all his mother’s underwear, type, colour and sizes.

     But  Sean also wondered if perhaps Dan thought this was all just an extremely wicked boyish game, a bit of fun, little knowing his mother was in the first stages of being subjugated by Sean. 

To be reduced from the beautiful Mrs. Catherine Dixon, wife and mother of two approaching middle age, into a 100 per cent authentic sex slave. 

A slave who would without question obey, every demand made of her by her Master Sean and his associates. 

Although in truth, Whether Dan understood Sean’s intention or not  was a matter of indifference to him, Sean would soon deal with him if the kid stepped out of line.

        With this in mind Sean confidently approached the rather mousy middle aged woman behind the shop counter.

“I’m looking for some master/slave stuff, something useful for reference purposes.”

From behind the counter, the woman looked up at the much younger and much taller, good looking features of Sean Brady.

        “Really” she smirked “and, even if I did have any books of THAT nature, are you old enough to read them, you look barely 18 to me”

        Sean, secretly pleased the little woman thought he was actually eighteen, decided not to take any prisoners with his reply, nothing chanced, nothing gained.

        “Let say old enough to put you over my knee for a good sound spanking, but only with your Master Tony’s permission of course!”

        Behind the counter, Joan, the woman in question, said nothing but blushed deeply, inwardly thrilled at the very this handsome young man would do that to her, before mumbling a reply that she would see what they had.

        Upstairs, this little scenario had been witnessed by a large powerfully built man sitting behind an equally imposing leather inlaid desk. 

Tony Weston, studying the TV monitor and listening to the conversation downstairs in the shop, smiled briefly and acknowledged that, even if he was very young, the lad in the shop had the looks and presence of, at the very least, a Master in the making. 

One in his own mould, the lad could perhaps be both interesting and useful to him. 

For, he at 58 Tony was getting no younger, even if his advancing years had so far failed to dim his own natural aura of dominance. So Tony pressed a button set into the huge desk and downstairs on the counter, a small red light flashed on and off. 

“I think you may be more inclined to find what you want in our ‘special Department, upstairs” said Joan from behind her counter. 

        Cautiously following the woman’s directions, Sean made his way toward the back of the bookstore and up a flight of thick carpeted stairs, there to find a door marked with the name ‘Tony Weston.’

        Shrugging his broad shoulders and knocking upon the door, Sean was greeted by the large figure of Tony himself

,”Well young fellow, that was quite an entrance you made downstairs, come on in and tell me exactly what you are looking for”

Uncertain as to the welcome he would receive, Sean was both relieved and pleased at Tony’s words and for some reason took an immediate liking to the much older man. 

And so, after some initial reluctance, Sean did indeed tell Tony just what he was looking to learn, and why he needed this knowledge.

        Tony gradually viewed Sean with mounting respect. Assuming of course that Sean’s tale of caning his friends 42 years old mother was true, he may even have a protege on his hands. 

        “So, Sean, you seem to have done it all already, caning and fucking your friends  mother, isn’t that enough for you?” 

asked Tony when Sean  completed his narration of those recent events. 

It would be Sean’s answer to this question that would decide Tony’s further involvement with Sean.

        “No Tony, you see, I told her that I am now her owner... and I meant every word of it. Going back to when I first saw her, I knew then she was what I wanted. I want her as my own personal property, to  obey without question any demand I made of her, that everything she wore, thought or does , will be controlled by me.”

        This indeed was the answer Tony had wanted to hear.

“That’s quite a tall order for a  young man such as yourself Sean, more so when your err, quarry is a 42 year old respectable married mother of two and not a young drugged up whore”

        “To be honest Tony,  that is the real reason I came here, hoping you could teach me a few things!”

grinned Sean.

        “Yes indeed and so I can, and would be happy to do so” replied Tony.   

“But you should understand there would  be a price she would  pay for my helping you, and you must be certain you are willing to see her pay that price!”

 “If, at the end, Catherine, that’s her actual name Tony, is my own fully fledged sex slave, then would be very happy to Tony.”

        “And the husband, what about him Sean?.   

        “Oh, she stays with her husband Tony, after all, someone has to pay the bills. But I would allow Catherine to fuck her only as and when, I decide!”

   Now Tony could see in Sean a younger version of himself and liked what he saw.

“Then let’s start planning Sean...but first there is an apology to be made”

With that Tony pressed the button upon his desk. Speaking to the mousy woman  downstairs, Tony said, “Lock up the shop and come upstairs.”

 Shortly afterward there came a soft knocking at the door

, “Enter,”said Tony. 

        Joan, the mousy woman from the shop downstairs entered the room , stopping at the side of Tony’s desk with her hands behind her back and head bowed.

“You sent for me Master” she asked, to Sean’s surprise. 

“Yes Joan, there is a matter of you embarrassing your Master, your language to my guest, Sean.”

   “Then I apologize, to my Master and to Sean”

  “Not good enough Joan, you should be punished.”

 Joan blushed, but said nothing. 

 Well Sean, you do indeed have my permission to punish Joan, who, although not my wife, is one of my slaves and You have my consent to demonstrate your skills upon her”

 Sean smiled slowly. His quest for further knowledge could not have started better for him. Nodding his thanks to Tony, Sean then told Joan to face him and remove her button down dress.

 Furtively she looked across at Tony,  whose face remained impassive, and then slowly, turning toward Sean, Joan began from the top, to unbutton her almost shapeless dress, an act she had practiced many times Before. 

Finally, reaching the last button, Joan was soon pulling the dress away from her body and off her shoulders, Eventually allowing the garment to fall to the floor, following which Joan placed her hands at the back of her neck, and while keeping her head held high, gazed down upon the thick carpet, awaiting further instructions. 

 Sean tried not to show his amazement, for Joan, despite first appearances had one hell of a body! Braless, her medium sized breasts were still firm and upright, leading down to nipples that needed to be as big as there were to hold the large gold nipple rings adorning them.

        From those superb breasts, Sean looked down to see  Joan’s only lingerie consisted of a black satin suspender belt holding black seamed stockings, leaving uncovered a completely shaven pubic mound, tattooed  with the words, 

“Tony’s slave”

 Remembering the things he had previously learned, Sean turned toward Tony, 

“My compliments upon such a well turned out slave Tony, may I now spank her?”

Tony was very pleased his guest had learned already, the deference expected by a fellow Master. 

So nodding his assent Tony  looked on in expectation as Sean told Joan to stand a few feet away from Tony’s desk and then to spread her legs before leaning forward to place her hands upon the desk. 

Then she must, Sean told her, look her Master, Tony, straight in the eyes.

        Having not had much attention paid to her by her busy Master of late, Joan was surreptitiously pleased he had permitted this very good looking young man to spank her. Already she throbbed to the anticipation of Sean’s hands upon her bottom. Even  a slave of many years standing,  Joan was taken by surprise at the skill shown by Sean as he spanked every inch, every crevice of her bottom and upper thighs. Soon she was gasping, as every so often Sean placated her burning buttocks with soft sensual caresses. Rubbing his palms upon burning cheeks while very often, his fingers strayed down to her shaven cunt lips. 

        Sean  told Joan she would be getting 24 spanks for her insolence earlier, but it was on the 18th spank that she exploded in an orgasm. 

Unable to prevent it any longer, the fervour building within her, Joan gasped and cried out and with her eyes fixed on Tony, slumping upon the desk, almost oblivious to her continuing spanking. After which Joan slid to her knees in front of the desk by Sean’s feet.

 Sean was extremely pleased to hear Tony telling him his technique was excellent but That he had allowed a slave to orgasm without his prior consent and therefore he must make the slave make amends for her audacity. 

So crawling on  hands and knees to where Sean now stood Joan’s  hands then reached up to the belt of his slacks.

“Please may I pleasure you, Master,” asked the chaste  Joan, looking up into Sean’s eyes.

Sean in turn, more than pleased with this turn of events, nodded his accent. 

       So Still naked on widely spread knees,  Joan   began a well practiced routine of first loosening Sean’s  belt and then reaching down to undo his shoe laces,  before easing Sean’s shoes from each foot and then his socks. 

Reaching up Joan then pulled down the fly zipper on his slacks before easing his slacks and underpants down his legs before removing them completely. Thus leaving the incredulous Sean, naked from the waist down with his huge cock erect and throbbing.

Joan too, was incredulous, taken aback by the sight of Sean’s monster cock she vowed to give its young owner something to really remember her by and proceeded to give Sean the full repertoire of her cock sucking skills. 

    And indeed she did just than.  

Having  first lovingly stroked the monster as if to ensure it was real. Joan then pushed back the foreskin and proceeded to kiss and blow upon its throbbing head. All the while her fingers toyed with and stroked every part of Sean’s, cock, balls and upper thighs.   

Sean groaned with pleasure when Joan took his whole nine inches into her mouth and throat. She sucked him hard, moving her mouth up and down over his cock while her tongue played havoc with his senses. 

Liking what she could taste and realizing this was a very clean young man, with amazing dexterity, Joan then bent and twisted her body until, to Sean’s surprise, she was facing his buttocks. 

        Sean’s  surprise grew and initially he resisted when Joan, placing a hand on each buttock pried them apart. 

Then he relented , after sensing Joan’s tongue pushing between his crack, thankful he always showered well. 

Shortly, Sean experienced for the first time, a woman’s tongue pushing into his anus. And boy did it feel so good! More so when Joan, with her face pushed right into the crack of Sean’s buttocks, brought her hands back around and with one hand tickle and scratch his balls. 

At the same time Joan’s other hand masturbated his cock, stroking back and forth in unison with each thrust of her tongue into Sean’s anus. 

        Sean had been given head before, although usually young girls fumbling around after he had practically forced it upon them, but not yet by Catherine Dixon, that pleasure still awaited him.

Only Tom had had that experience. However, thought Sean, this must be as good as it gets. 

His mind’s eye saw Catherine behind him, like it or not, she must learn how to do this for him!

With his Legs now trembling to the twin pleasures Joan was providing, Sean wondered just how long he could hold out before Joan’s masturbating hand sent his come juice spurting across the room.  

But  As if sensing Sean’s dilemma,  Joan withdrew her tongue from a rather disappointed  Sean’s Anus. 

She then made her way back under his legs to face him once again. 

This time though her mouth went straight over the huge throbbing erection before reaching behind Sean,  pulling his buttocks apart and inserting one index finger into his now well lubricated anus. 

Sean moaned in ecstasy, even more so when Joan’s other index finger gently scratched the skin tissue between his anus and balls.

        The fledging Master could hold out no longer, heaving and moaning, his body was rigid in ecstasy. Sean cried out “oh my God” before sending stream after stream of hot juices straight down Joan’s willing throat as she kept her mouth firmly glued to his wildly throbbing cock. 

 Even so, Joan’s mouth and throat were unable to contain all of Sean’s gushing juices and a steady stream of cum erupted from between her lips before running silkily down her chin.  

        Eventually and  almost reluctantly, Joan finally  withdrew her mouth from Sean’s deflating, but still enormous cock. 

Looking up to his eyes, the naked woman kneeling before him slowly ran a finger up over her chin, gathering a great long of Sean’s semen in the process. 

Smiling up at him, she placed the finger in her mouth and then repeated the process, hungrily ensuring every last drop of Sean’s juices were collected and devoured. Then she set about the task of dressing Sean, reversing the earlier process before, still naked herself, kneeling at Tony’s side.

        “Jeez Tony, that was unbelievable!”exclaimed Sean, bringing a smile to Joan’s lips. “I wish Joan could teach Catherine how to do that!” he added before, slightly discomforted he realized Joan had not been party to their earlier conversation and knew nothing of Catherine or of Sean’s intentions toward her. 

        “Oh, she can, and will, if that’s what you want Sean, Joan here can indeed be her instructor, and will enjoy the task. You see, although a slave, Joan can also switch, be a dominant that is, especially to other women!”

Sean thought life  was getting  better and better and, after a few sessions with Tony and some more ministrations from Joan, Sean was ready for the next stage of the subjugation of Catherine Dixon..............

Chapter 3: The reckoning.

        That weekend, feeling a sudden  guilt and insecurity,  Catherine had welcomed her husband James home from yet another interminable business trip with as much fuss as she could possibly make. 

Cooking special candle lit meals, opening wine, dressing specially, all the things she could do she did do, short of confessing all, to make it up to her husband.  

But To Catherine’s dismay her husband James had confessed to being so tired after his week’s exertions that he could hardly stay awake. Indeed, upon going up to bed he had made only a derisory token effort at fucking Catherine in the usual missionary position before falling fast asleep. 

        Lying there, in the darkness, Catherine’s fingers moved down to soothe her throbbing love button, recalling when her husband had been inside her and trying hard not to, Catherine could not help visualizing Sean Brady’s  huge cock  slowly fucking her. 

Despite telling herself she should never allow it to happen again, Catherine, every time Dan returned home, had wondered if today he would be the bearer of Sean’s message. 

But each time Catherine was unable to suppress a quiver of frustration when Dan had said nothing. 

        Indeed, during the intervening couple of weeks, particularly when in bed on her own, Catherine had for masturbated herself to a clear vision of Sean’s huge cock.  

She had visions of her lips around its girth after he had punished her, spanked and caned her. Then To her utter astonishment,  Catherine had even fantasized  Sean  whipping her while she herself was bound and gagged, just as in those books her uncle  had made her so excitingly read  years ago.  

     But afterward, her feeling of guilt usually  returned and Catherine pledged she would keep to her vow not to allow Sean in the house again,  but even so the fantasies always returned and  grew  even stronger with every fantasy.

        So it was then that whilst eating a midweek supper across the table from his mother,  Dan casually informed his Mother he had seen Sean that day, stating that Sean had asked Dan to remind his mother that ‘as agreed’ he would be round to see her again  the following afternoon at 3pm for another ‘discussion’

So stunned was Catherine she almost dropped the coffee cup she was holding at hearing Dan’s message. 

And unaware of Dan’s complicity, Catherine feverishly attempted to think of a suitable reply,  “Oh...oh really...do you know Dan, I...I had completely forgotten about it”

       And Dan, fully aware no such meeting had been mentioned to her by Sean hid his smile very well, nonchalantly adding that Tom had lost interest in a teaching career and so Sean would arrive on his own. 

        Suddenly it came to Catherine. “Well then Dan, in that case, as its half term, I think it best if you were here to keep Sean Company”

        But stroking his growing cock under the table,  Dan replied.  “Sorry Mum, I’ve got football practice tomorrow, and I’ve no interest in the teaching profession, so it’s just you and Sean. Boring I guess Mum,  but at least Sean told me he had really enjoyed his first visit”

        “Oh my God,” thought the stunned Catherine “how do I get out of this?”

After weeks of masturbating herself to Sean’s image,  she was now trembling inwardly. 

Whatever happens,  she told herself, she must not allow Sean into the house, but whilst reasoning it would  be quite easy to tell Sean her husband was at home all this week , Catherine was  totally unaware her own son had already told Sean his father was, yet again, away all week on business.

And Catherine was also unaware that Dan, after a couples of weeks spent furtively and very enjoyably rummaging through his Mothers closets and drawers,  had  provided Sean with a comprehensive list of his mother’s underwear, her sizes, colours and types. And for good measure Dan had also made a note some of her more racy dresses! 

      From the moment she awoke the following day Catherine was on edge.  

All night she’d  had nothing but images of herself and Sean, either being punished by him, or having to suck his giant cock whilst being bound hand and foot!

        Even Dan had noticed how nervous his mother appeared to be at breakfast and gently chided her that she really did look tired today. 

Suggesting to her that perhaps a long soak in the bath would make her feel better. 

But Catherine had decided that some work in the garden may help her think over her dilemma, so with a few hours to go before Sean’s dreaded arrival, she  busied herself in the garden, working hard until she was covered in grime and sweat. 

Then looking at her watch and seeing it was 2 o’clock, an hour before Sean was due and always priding herself upon her appearance,  Catherine thought it best, even if her visitor was to get short shrift from her, to at least look halfway presentable. 

She would, she decided, have a bath and then dress in something cleaner before Sean arrived. 

        Seeing her son packing his sports bag,  quickly brushing his cheek with her lips, Catherine informed Dan she was about to take a quick bath and freshen up after her  labours in the garden. Dan, always excited by any contact with his mother, felt his cock stirring as he looked at his watch, 2.10 pm.

        “Well, I’m off now Mum, got to go to football practice, you remember?”

        Absently taking the stairs up to her bathroom,  Catherine told Dan she did indeed remember and  whilst bathing Catherine rehearsed exactly what she must tell Sean when he arrived. 

Whatever else, she decided; she would tell him her husband was home that day and simply not allow him into the house.  

        Hurriedly drying herself,  Catherine pulled her long blonde hair back into a pony tail before putting on an everyday white bra and matching panties. 

A clean pair of blue jeans and white cotton blouse completed her dressing. 

For  Dressing up today was not a very good idea, not  after the last time! 

Her Vanity still held sway though, she could never appear before anyone without her makeup,  so Catherine spent five minutes before the mirror on lipstick, eye shadow and pencil, after which, looking firmly into the mirror she repeated her resolve. 

Whatever, she must not allow Sean into the house...for Catherine realized that if she were to do so, then...then...she must not allow herself to even contemplate the idea! 

      Yet again checking her watch,  Catherine realised it was now two forty and deciding she had time to make herself a cup of coffee,  slipped a pair of mules on her feet before heading downstairs.  

        “Oh my God” was Catherine’s  first amazed reaction at seeing Sean standing in her kitchen, his hands behind his back and staring angrily at her.

“How...God you frightened me Sean...how did you get in here?”

she managed to splutter, apprehensive,  confused and not a little frightened at  the way Sean was staring at her with such a furious expression. 

        “Dan.....I arrived early, and Dan said you would not mind me waiting downstairs while you had your bath.....so here I am Catherine”

        “Oh.” Was all Catherine could manage to say.  

Things were not going at all to plan for her. Puzzled and worried by his demeanour she tried to be more incisive. 

“But...but I really don’t think...Sean that you should take for granted” but  there Catherine found herself  interrupted by Sean who told her.

        “It would appear you don’t think often enough Catherine” replied Kevin,  holding his head even higher and Catherine, for the moment dumbstruck, nervously watched Sean irritably eye her from tip to toe.

        “What...what on earth is the matter Sean” she asked hoping to pacify him before getting him to leave.

        “That Catherine, is a question to ask yourself, if in  future you greet your Master and Owner dressed in that manner......that and your failure to refer to your owner as Sir, means your punishment will be far more severe than I had in mind for you” said Sean, his manner and voice leaving no doubt as to his annoyance.

Sean slowly allowed his arms to come round from behind his back and Catherine was horrified to see the riding crop Sean had been shielding from her and She began trembling inwardly as he unhurriedly slapped the looped end into his open palm.

     Knowing it was now impossible now for her to claim her husband was at home and fearfully eyeing Sean’s riding crop,  Catherine could only bluster. “Oh my God, don’t...please Sean.....Sir.....this can’t happen, please, you shouldn’t be here, I really do think you should leave now, please...think about what would happen if my husband were to walk in here right now!”

        “Your lying Catherine , but This has nothing to do with your husband Catherine. This is just between me and you and we don’t want anyone to spoil it for us,  the only thing that matters is what I want!  you belong to me now Catherine, no one else, you’re my property. I tell you what you can and cannot do, what you wear, where you go!”

        But...please Sean...it’s so wrong ...You can’t possibly expect me to just, just......” But Catherine was then cut off in mid sentence and was stunned by the swiftness with which Sean had stepped toward her. 

Suddenly Sean had grabbed her white cotton blouse in both hands and ripped the garment apart, sending buttons flying everywhere. 

        “Now go back upstairs and take off that garbage you are wearing. In ten minutes when I come up to your bedroom,  you will be kneeling, hands on your head, on your bed, fully made up and dressed in your red satin bra, thong and suspenders together with black seamed stockings and heels. And Catherine, from this moment onward you will no longer call me Sean or even Sir, you will refer to me at all times as...Master!”

To further make his point, Sean quickly placed the looped end of his horse whip upon the cheek of the now visibly trembling Catherine and, told her. “No more nonsense Catherine, not another word, or I’ll make it very much worse for you!”

        “Oh God...Oh God” mumbled Catherine, terrified by Sean’s underlying threat toward her. None the less, she was unable to suppress those illicit, thrilling feelings inside.......like it or not, a huge part of her was excited by the idea that she was now the “property”of this young teenager!    

Seeing no compassion in Sean steely blue eyes, Catherine slowly turned on her heels before making her way upstairs. 

Inwardly she was cursing her son for allowing Sean into the house, thus allowing Sean to crush her resistance before she’d even had the chance to defy him. But Catherine was also aware yet again, of how quickly she had become aroused by both thoughts by just the very  presence  of young Sean Brady.                                                                       

        With Catherine by now upstairs in her bedroom,  Sean strolled into her kitchen and closed the door before opening the back door to admit Dan

.”Jeez Sean, I hope you aren’t going to hurt my mum too much with that thing” whispered Dan after seeing the cruel looking riding crop Sean was holding.

     “You are in this as deep as it gets Dan, so it’s too late to start having second thoughts.  It was too late the moment you handed me that video recording,  so don’t go all girly on me,  Anyway, it’s part of your Mum’s  training from now on and 

 she will soon learn the benefit’s to be had from a good whipping”

        “Her training?” Queried Dan, not at all certain he was on the same wavelength as Sean.

        “Oh yes Dan, I will be training your mother to be my personal sex slave, so you had best get used to the idea. Anyway, as I told you, help me and you will get to enjoy some of your mum as well”

        Dan  was  not at all sure he understood just what Sean had in mind for his mother, but none the less was so excited by the recent events he could feel his cock hardening yet again at Sean’s words. “Sure, Of Course I will Sean, after all I let you in the house while mum was in the bath didn’t I?”

        “Sure, but she was disobedient greeting me wearing a pair of jeans, so I’ve sent her upstairs to change into a set of red satin lingerie from your list, she’s got ten minutes before I go up to her bedroom Dan,  after that you can come up but be careful, hide in a cupboard or something in your own room!”

Leaving Dan Dixon with a huge boner at visions of what may soon  be in store for his Mother 

    But Sean decided against telling Dan his mother’s training, as Tony had suggested, would begin by humiliating Catherine in her own home by beating and fucking her in her own bedroom,  where hopefully she will be looking at everyday photos of herself and her husband! ....

       Upstairs in her bedroom and unaware of the conversation downstairs, Catherine sat before her dressing table mirror studying her torn blouse and struggling to come to terms with what Sean had just told her.  

Asking herself how she could possibly allow a teenage  boy to tell her, a middle class, 42 years old married mother of two, what she could and could not do, where she could go, what she would wear, and to boot, call him “Master”

        The whole idea really should be laughable, but her torn blouse and thoughts of the riding crop in his hand downstairs, not to mention his previous visit, told Catherine otherwise. 

Certainly, the manner in which Sean had brushed aside her argument about her husband,  told her just how serious the young boy was about this. 

Staring at a nearby telephone Catherine wondered if she should simply call her husband or the Police, even her sister Vicky  and tell them......tell them what? that a few weeks ago she had taken part in what could only be described as an orgy  of  controlled sexual violence with two young boys. 

And That that  one of them, claiming to her ‘Master’ had returned  for ‘seconds’...although  she wasn’t at all sure there was such thing,  so would you mind removing him thank you very much.

Catherine found herself almost smiling at the absurdity of the idea!  

For The fact was that she had been alternately dreading and relishing Sean’s intended visit since Dan had mentioned to her,  But now he was here  and recalling how she had masturbated herself to the vision of that very idea, Catherine could not but help become more than a little aroused at the idea of herself being ‘controlled’ once again by Sean,  the simple fact was that he could overpower her any time he wished, that any show of defiance from her would probably be brutally  snuffed out by him.

However above all else Catherine accepted she was fighting a battle with herself, one between Mrs. Catherine Dixon,  respected, sensible occasionally church attending, yet sex starved 42 year old housewife and mother of two teenagers, and the other, the  repressed Sexually submissive Catherine Dixon, longing for sexual  excitement to appear in her life. Now that sexual excitement as appeared,  in the most bizarre  of circumstances and with  the most unlikely of ‘suitors’.

Having relived just about every minute of those events during  Almost every waking moment since that fateful afternoon, Catherine had eventually accepted why she hadn’t simply run from the House and screamed for help, or afterward called the Police or at least complained to her Husband, Dan or  even called her daughter Caroline at her University.

Of course it was easy to argue she hadn’t been raped by those boys, for wasn’t  it she who’d begged Sean to fuck her and her own mouth willingly taking Tom cock in her mouth....and hadn’t she even asked them to cane her again after each stroke of that bamboo monster. And so Catherine had told herself every one of her complaints would be easily disproved, especially when it was she who’d originally invited them into her home. All good arguments as to why she shouldn’t tell a living should of her ordeal and because of her stupidity and naivety, simply accept her fate at the hands of Sean Brady......but Catherine knew she’d only be lying to herself!

For in a few short hours Catherine Dixon had become sexually addicted to Sean Brady. To his body, his good looks, his steely blue eyes, his huge rampant cock and perhaps most importantly, the easy and relaxed manner he’d dominated and mind and body. Of how Sean had so easily recognised and exploited her weakness and vulnerability and of how for such a young man he’d played with her emotions  like a  fish on a line.

In short Catherine was hooked on Sean Brady and  feeling like the teenager she’d been all those years ago when her overweight middle aged uncle had also found the key to her secret illicit inner desires.

Only this time it was a tall strong handsome teenage boy enslaving her....and No one must  know, most certainly not those closest to her, certainly her son Dan, she’d simply have to give him an air of normality, that  they were discussing education, if and when Sean paid her a visit during maybe few occasions  they would spend having fun,  before Sean would inevitably tire of her and decided enough was enough.

“But if he thinks I’m just going to roll over and do as I’m told he can think again, thought Catherine when realising dressing the way she had had been a  subconscious demonstration of defiance toward the stronger person.

“Perhaps I should even turn the tables and cane on Sean!”

        Besides, she thought, it’s just a bit of fun for him, he will soon get bored with me, move on and find a girl his own age. 

Still, considering all the attention her husband had given her of late, or rather lack of it, why should she not have a bit of harmless fun and then end it, before anyone gets hurt!  

.

  Realising time was slipping away, Catherine hastily reached into her dressing table drawer and produced the set of red underwear Sean had told her to change into. As she did she was suddenly wondering just how he had known about her different lingerie. After all, on that fateful first encounter she had worn her powder blue set.

       Catherine could only file this thought away along with the nagging question of just where Sean, and his friend Tom, had obtained the DVD of her husband caning her. 

Had Sean been in her bedroom before?, if so how he got into the house? 

But Glancing at her watch Catherine hastily stripped her torn blouse, jeans, t-shirt, bra and pants, being surprised to note that 5 minutes had already passed since Sean’s ordered her upstairs to change as though she were a naughty little girl!. 

        Shortly, Catherine was studying herself in a full length mirror and very much liking what she saw. 

Dressed as she was in a red satin half cup bra and tiny thong with a matching suspender belt, black stockings and black high heeled shoes, Catherine knew she looked, and bizarrely, felt fantastic for her age. 

Brushing  her luxurious long blonde hair, Catherine felt strangely  light hearted. After all, here was a very good looking young boy who so obviously desired her and, to boot, had somehow discovered her secret desire to be dominated.

         Moments later Catherine almost jumped onto her bed and decided to greet Sean, kneeling on her bed with hands on head, in doing so she would not only be pleasing Sean, but was also certain she would be complimented upon her looks and lingerie...after all, what women wouldn’t be thrilled to be complimented by such a handsome teenager?

But she would first insist they agree on certain ground rules if they were to continue with this kind of fun, the first of which must  be no fun and games in her own bedroom, to do so would most certainly serve only to deepen her betrayal of her husband, even if their love life was almost non existent. 

Then suddenly hearing footsteps on the stairs,  Catherine’s nerves almost got the better of her.  ‘Oh my God he really is coming up here’  

        Recalling Dan’s directions,  an elated Sean stood smiling in the doorway of that very same bedroom, carrying a small grip and the riding crop as he perused the fantastic sight of the gorgeous Catherine obediently kneeling upon her bed with hands upon head. wearing the red satin lingerie as Sean had demanded. 

Leisurely Sean stepped inside Catherine’s bedroom and closed the door before stepping across the soft white carpet toward the bed. 

        “Well it looks like you are enjoying what you see Sean” said Catherine, thus making her first mistake, but  when no reply was forthcoming from the still smiling Sean,  she then made another. 

“Well Sean, if we really are to have a little afternoon fun, now and again then we must first set some ground rules”

. As if in agreement with Catherine the smiling Sean walked around her bed before finally standing behind her kneeling body. 

        “You really are very beautiful” began  Sean eventually. “Now place your hands behind your back  Catherine.”

        Pleased with Sean’s reaction, and with the pleasant tone in which his request was made, Catherine did indeed put her hands behind her back, Before clasping them together, then to her surprise and in no time at all, Sean had slipped the easy fit handcuffs, provided by Tony, over Catherine’s slim wrists.

        “Sean, I’m not sure this is a good idea” was Catherine’s reaction while trying unsuccessfully to slip the cuffs from her wrists.

“Sean......please...” Catherine tried again after her words were met with silence. 

Look Sewn I really don’t mind us playing games like this, but not in my bedroom, and before we do anything else we must set some ground rules. For instance I think downstairs would be a better pllaaaa...”

      Unable to finish her sentence,  Catherine had suddenly found a soft red rubber ball pushed between her lips into her mouth and as Sean completed fitting the ball gag, buckling the black leather strap behind her head, she could only mumble incoherent protests against the soft latex rubber. 

Sean had thought long and hard about his visit today and of how he intended to humiliate Catherine Dixon in her own home. So despite her show of defiance toward him, Sean decided that although Catherine would suffer painful retribution for her disobedience, it would   wait until later. 

So Catherine could do nothing but protest incoherently into the ball gag when Sean  then placed a padded black leather collar, complete with a link chain dog leash around her neck before stepping back and telling the now very helpless mature beauty.

        “If your unable to address  your owner correctly  then it’s best you don’t speak at all until you have learned to respect your Master!”

        The kneeling position Catherine had adopted on her bed made it extremely difficult for her to turn toward Sean and could only just turn her head toward him, but When doing so it was only to have her photo taken by the  camera phone he held. 

Catherine then mouthed a muffled protest in the ball gag when Sean then hauled her backward by her collar lead until she was laying upon her bed. With cuffed wrists behind her back,  she could only look pleadingly to Sean who was taking further photos of the semi naked Catherine. 

        Then putting the camera to one side and  taking Catherine’s leash in his hand, Sean sat on the bed  beside his bound and gagged beauty, his hand gently stroking her breasts through her red half cup bra. 

Catherine had never previously experienced this strange new sensation of being bound and gagged upon her own bed and  still attempted to remove the handcuffs while trying to push the red rubber ball from her mouth. 

She was though, unsuccessful with either endeavour  and finally stopped altogether, her body lifting in shock. For as she lay there trying to escape,  Sean flicked the riding crop over her bare thighs, telling Catherine to keep still. 

        “The only ground rules are the ones your Master lays down Catherine, began Sean, resuming his toying of her breasts. “And they are quite simple to remember, because you only do as I tell you, whenever I tell you Catherine, but  Oh my, what have we here?” 

Catherine could only look on mortified as,  pulling the red bra cup off of one breast Sean saw just how aroused her nipple had become,  and she could only moan in both pleasure and embarrassment when Sean then lowered his head toward her breast, gently biting and kissing each of her nipples in turn.

        “And you think we should not be playing in your bedroom Catherine? Okay then let’s go on a tour upstairs and find some other places to play shall we ....and Oh, by the way, as you are gagged,  you can just nod your head for yes and shake your head for no, when I ask you a question although you can also try to say yes and no, understand?”

        Half-heartedly Catherine nodded her head in compliance, managing to mumble “Bress” as a Yes through her ball gag, but this wasn’t going the way she’d planned, not in the slightest, 

        “Good Girl,”  Sean told her before jumping up from the bed while tugging Catherine’s leash before, With some difficulty,  Catherine eventually managed to pull herself off the bed to a standing position,  only to find Sean pulling her by her leash again, this time standing Catherine before the full length bedroom mirror and telling her to part her legs. 

        “Look at yourself Catherine, see how desirable you are bound, gagged and wearing your Master’s collar.”

       Almost instinctively spreading  her long legs whilst looking into the mirror, Catherine did indeed scrutinize herself, even turning sideways on to view the cold steel handcuffs and was amazed by the way the addition of the red ball gag, handcuffs and leather collar seemed to compliment her red satin lingerie. 

Sean’s visit  may not have been going as she’d intended,  but Catherine realised she really did look and feel more desirable than ever before  and realised her whole demeanour was now one of innocent vulnerability in her unfamiliar bondage. 

      “You  were born to be A slave Catherine,  it just needed  to be brought out of you and I’m going to do just that!” said Sean, slipping the fingers of one hand inside her tiny red thong before his index finger easily slipping between her strangely very well lubricated cunt lips, sending shock waves of sudden pleasure cursing through her body

        “ All it requires is your Master’s training” added Sean to the  confused, gasping forty two year old blonde mother, standing  before the mirror in her bondage while Sean’s finger explored her soaking love channel.

Catherine’s emotions were in absolute turmoil. 

Was he correct? Was this young man really her Master,  was she indeed a born slave? But hadn’t her uncle said the very same thing all those years ago?

Although How could she he accept such a notion, for she was old enough to be Sean’s  Mother, a married woman with a husband and children.  

None the less Catherine had to admit that at very moment, she looked as felt just like a slave and was unable to deny that, right now she wanted nothing more than this strong young Man to take her anyway he chose! 

      Then, All too soon Catherine was once again being led by her leash, but this time  out of her bedroom and along the upstairs landing,  before Sean led them into the room next to her own bedroom. 

“This appears to be a guest room Catherine, am I right?”asked Sean, surveying a neat and tidy bedroom complete with pine furniture and double bed.

        “Bress,”mumbled Catherine while nodding her head. 

        “So it would be a good place for us to play then Catherine?”

        “Bress” mumbled Catherine, not yet ready to be taken by Sean on her own bed and in her own Bedroom.

        “Mmmmm, maybe,  but I don’t think we shall use this room” Sean told a surprised Catherine before tugging upon her leash again,  out of the guest room and into the room opposite, but this time though having to pull harder on the lead to get her inside the room.

        “Well, this looks as though it’s your daughters room Catherine, as she is away at UNI we could play in her room......you think she would mind....Caroline?

        But Catherine was shaking her head furiously, “mow...mow...mow” she mumbled in an attempt to say No, whilst nervously watching Sean seating himself on the edge on  her daughter Caroline’s bed, horrified by the thought that Sean may actually fuck her on her own daughter’s bed.....

        “ So You’re not so keen on the idea  Catherine?” Asked Sean,  pulling firmly upon her leash and leaving  Catherine with no option but to sit on the bed beside him. 

        “Shame about that Catherine, because you have just failed your first exam!”

        Abruptly Sean reached behind Catherine and his fingers released her bra catch, before then pulling the whole garment away from her body, spilling out her generous firm breasts.  A mystified Catherine then uneasily watched Sean remove  from his pocket,  a pair of what could only be some form of spring metal  clamps,  connected by a long thin metal chain . 

Then to her dismay, Sean was taking one of her nipples between thumb and forefinger, pulling hard to stretch it, causing Catherine to moan pain faced into her ball gag.

        This for you failing your first lesson Catherine” said Sean,  holding one opened clamp up to her shocked eyes before holding it over her nipple and slowly allowing the spring loaded clamp to close. 

Suddenly Catherine was panting and shaking her head against the sudden pain in her nipple. “Mow...mow...mow...”

        “Don’t worry Catherine your nipples will soon adjust to the pain, the clamps are not even set to fully close” 

Sean told the horrified pain filled mother before repeating the process with her other nipple while the despondent helpless squirming blonde beauty could do nothing out stare down in pained horror at the awful implements of pain  adorning each nipple.

     “Hey! You only have yourself to blame Catherine,  we could have had some fun in here....still let’s go find another room.”..................

       Having seen Sean making  his way upstairs,  Dan then carefully followed him a few moments later,  pausing momentarily outside his mother’s bedroom,  where  Dan could hear his mother’s voice, saying something about “afternoon fun” and “ground rules” before through the slightly open door catching a fantastic glimpse of his beautiful mother, kneeling on her bed with hands on head wearing the fantastic  red lingerie he’d caressed and even pushed down his shorts before adding it to the list of his moms lingerie he’d given Sean.

smiling at his mother’s wantonness and speculating just what those “afternoon games” meant., then Dan had crept into his own bedroom, wondering why Sewn had told him to hide in there. Still,  hide he would , and before long Dan stood inside his huge closet, aware its  louvered doors would give him good all round vision aside from the doorway to his bed.

        A few minutes later and obviously quite near to him ,:Dan then heard  what must be Sean’s voice,  together with occasional muffled grunts he assumed must be coming from his mother. 

Puzzled, Dan could still only wait in the closet for fear of being spotted by his mother.  then , much clearer now, he heard Sean saying. 

 “Okay Catherine, let’s go in here, perhaps you think this would be a better room for us to play in?

        Mystified as to why he heard  no response from his mother,  Dan almost recklessly began pushing slightly on the closet door to get a view of his bedroom doorway before being stunned to see Sean stepping backward into his room. 

 In fact  Sean had one hand clutching a small hold all while The other......., Jeez!, Sean’s other hand had hold of a kind of dog leash.

“Oh my, Jeez......... Oh holy shit, look at this!”  Dan was finally able to see his mother, wearing Sean’s specified red lingerie but........” jeez! “

With Sean pulling his obviously unwillingness mother in to his room by the leash, through the slats Dan could now see  His mothers red bra hanging loose at her waist and that she’d been   handcuffed, not only that but she also had a red ball gag in her mouth, explaining to Dan her muffled grunting.

        Dan then saw the other end of the leash was attached to some kind of leather collar fastened around his mothers neck, but then.....” oh Jeez, Sean” exclaimed Dan  silently”

“It’s what I’ve always dreamed of, but I never thought I’d ever  to see , my own almost naked mother, gagged and handcuffed......but Christ almighty, where did you get those clamps to put on her tits!?” Thought Dan, one hand on his huge young erection.

        As soon as Sean had taken her leash, leading her out of her daughter’s bedroom, Catherine knew exactly whose room they would enter next.  

Even though the initial pain of those awful nipple clamps  had grown more bearable, she fully realised any  further, “disobedience” on her part would in all probability result in yet more pain.   

But even as she was led into Dan’s room, Catherine found the very thought of Sean “playing” with her in her son’s bedroom, to be horrifying and 

 shameful. 

Not only that but what if Dan were to come home early,  then come straight upstairs to his room and find his mother, in all probability  naked, gagged and handcuffed, while being either whipped or fucked, perhaps both at once, on his own bed, by his friend Sean!

        Previously the idea of Sean punishing and probably fucking her in her own bedroom had been unthinkable to Catherine,  but now that idea appeared to be more acceptable to Catherine if she were not now to be taken downstairs, Although Catherine was only too aware She was  in reality powerless to prevent Sean from doing anything anywhere he wished with her. 

Worse did she really want to prevent him from doing so? If she were not gagged, she could see herself begging her Master to punish her elsewhere? Yes, she could, but gagged as she was, her doing so  was just not an option.  

        Catherine’s only comforts were twofold, first was her acceptance that by being cuffed and gagged  as she could not be held responsible for any decisions or action made by him and that Her immediate future lay in the hands of this young man Sean. 

Whatever happened now was up to her “Master” this man/boy possessing an extraordinary ability to effortlessly dominate the previously independent minded housewife and mother Catherine saw herself to be.  

Secondly Catherine found comfort in her certainty that Sean would not allow himself or others to do her real harm,  save for a forthcoming chastisement she ‘d already accepted as being inevitable, perhaps even justified, given the way she initially greeted Sean by not bothering with her appearance.

But Catherine’s thoughts were then interrupted by Sean, asking her if this were Dan’s room. 

Catherine looked pleadingly to Sean,  then down to those awful nipple clamps while nodding her head to his question, mumbling her “bress” while hoping this show of obedience would earn her their removal from her sons bedroom, where she so often found her own cum stained panties hidden at the foot of his bed.

But  As though second guessing her, Sean then told the horrified Catherine she had not yet earned the right to have the clamps  removed and  before then she would  undergo a little “chastisement and reward training”............in Dan’s bedroom! 

        Having many times seen his mother bound gagged and stripped in his wet dream fantasies,  Dan could hardly contain his elation at the real thing was actually happening, and to boot in his own bedroom!.  

There were so many things Dan yearned to do with his own mother, but for now he would have to be patient and view events from his closet, unless, as he fervently hoped, Sean had other ideas.

 However, that very moment the object of so many of Dan’s fantasies was with a pained expression,  actually facing him!

This was no DVD Dan could jerk off from into her panties, for His Mother’s almost naked body stood before real life.

His gorgeous  bound and gagged mother really was  standing facing him within a couple of feet of where he hid in his closet, her long stocking clad legs and red garter belt, her wonderful cunt hidden only by the tiny scrap of material constituting her thong and her wonderful tits topped by those viscous looking clamps on her nipples....all there before him, her son.

        Carefully and quietly as possible Dan pulled down his zipper and released a throbbing pulsing erection that threatened to boil over at any moment. 

Then, inches away from the closet and  for Dan’s benefit, Sean was making  a show of unclipping the shoulder straps of Catherine’s bra, allowing him to now completely remove the red satin garment,  displaying for Dan his Mothers nipple clamped breasts in all their glory before Sean began  making a show of slipping a couple of fingers inside of his Mothers tiny thong and between her pussy lips before tweaking a clamped nipple.

Incredibly it appeared to Dan his mother was now staring straight at him,  as her pained expression gradually turned to one of pained pleasure.

Oddly it hasn’t occurred to Dan he should perhaps be feeling sympathetic toward his mothers plight. Far from it, for while fondling his huge erection and attempting to prevent himself shooting his load,  Dan was enjoying every second of his mothers erotically charged  sexual and mental humiliation 

Then Sean was leading the unwilling Catherine over to Dan’s  bed and telling the  horror-struck naked and gagged beauty she was now about to be disciplined upon her sons bed , as punishment for her improper greeting when he’d arrived. 

        Producing a rubber blindfold and fitting the stretchy latex over her eyes Sean told the even more horrified Catherine,  she needed only to know she was to be punished in her son’s bedroom, but he was being considered toward her and she did not have to see the room while being punished! 

        Watching Sean supervise his almost naked mother’s imminent chastisement sent pangs of envy through Dan as Sean made the  handcuffed Catherine kneel upon his bed, with her face buried deep in Dan’s pillows and  her still clamped nipples dangling upon his sheets. 

Then, satisfied with his efforts,  silently motioning  a delighted Dan to come out from within the closet. 

      hastily covering  his erection, Dan silently padded his way across to where Sean stood holding his riding crop. 

He stood immediately behind his mother , whose wonderful firm slightly swaying globes of her round ass stood high and proud. 

The thin black elastic of her tiny thong had long since made its way into the cleft Catherines  ass cheeks and now barely concealed  her glistening  cunt lips and rose bud anus. 

    With His eyes yes glued to his mother’s more or less visible cunt lips,   Dan listened in increasing delight as Sean told Catherine his slave was about to be punished for her repeated disobedience during the afternoon,  that She must nod her head if she agreed with her Master  she deserved her punishment......otherwise she should shake her head if she denied her punishment was warranted!. 

    After a short pause Dan was looking  on in astonishment,  for his mother was actually nodding her head to signify she did indeed believe her punishment to be warranted.

        “Good Girl” said Sean, reaching forward and tenderly stroking Catherine’s by then trembling ass cheeks which then quivered to his touch 

Dan could hardly contain himself and was almost unable to believe just how composed and collected Sean appeared, especially when telling his Mother she was to be given twelve strokes of the riding crop, four on each of her buttocks and four upon her back! 

    Aware that whatever her reply,  this was going to happen Catherine had decided she would indeed accept her punishment, but by now on the very edge of excited sexual anticipation,  Catherine suddenly realised  she  really had been calculatingly disobedient toward Sean in greeting him as she had, in her blouse and jeans...that she’d deliberately attempted to try his patience  to discover just how far Sean would be willing to go.....well now she knew and perhaps for the first time Catherine understood this was not a game to Sean, he meant every word he said and was more that willing to back up his words with humiliatingly  sexual chastisement of her.

It was a realisation that caused the now humiliatingly positioned Catherine to be both fearful of and respectful toward the teenager who’d claimed her as her “Master” 

 In viewing Sean’s apparently expert whipping of his mother,  Dan was amazed that even after three cruel blows to each of her ass cheeks,  despite some howling into her gag and swaying of her bottom,  his Mother had managed to retain her position on his bed. 

For his part Sean had reprised his earlier visit by smoothing and caressing Catherine’s buttocks between each stroke while His fingers wandered down to her glistening cunt lips, causing Dan’s Mother to shudder in pleasure with undoubted sexual exhilaration.

Pain along with pleasure is the key, Tony had told him, So Sean completed Catherine’s punishment with four strokes on her back and this time she really did howl garbled obscenities about Sean into her gag, but in turn Sean remained impassive, simply telling Catherine she should thank him for not increasing her punishment for yet more disobedience!

        It was then that Sean, by way of his recently gained knowledge, knelt before Catherine’s raised bottom and while Dan looked on hungrily,  then pulled aside the thin elastic covering his mother’s anus and inner part of her cunt lips.

 Then Sean was  prizing her buttocks apart with both hands and running his tongue from the very base of those cunt lips all the way up to Catherine’s rose bud anus,  but Sean found he had to keep a firm grip on her buttocks when Catherine attempted to deny this strange and hitherto unknown invasion of her most intimate of body areas. 

But Sean was not to be denied,  and swiftly removing Catherine’s tiny thong before casting it aside,  his tongue was soon probing deep into Catherine’s tight hot and very delicious anus,  which Sean realised  with approval, had quite obviously been well washed and even perfumed!. 

With its tightness,  Sean thought his slave could even be a virgin there and was thrilled to know that he would eventually be breaking her Anal cherry and fucking his slave in a place no man had been before! 

        This previously unknown feeling of a tongue probing her anus, was fast becoming an out of this world experience for Catherine, and after her initial reflex reaction,  she accepted Sean’s ability to keep her bum cheeks prized apart.

 Feeling pleased and relieved she had thoroughly washed herself there, Catherine accepted the inevitable and very soon became accustomed to and delighted by her Master’s hot tongue probing deep inside her anus, to the extent of her Even missing it’s probing when Sean pulled it from her to lap and caresses her cunt lips.

        Meanwhile Dan was watching his mother’s incredibly sexy gyrations with an ever increasing desire, Amazed and thrilled his beautiful mother was actually getting off on Sean’s probing tongue in her anus. This was even far far better than watching either  of the recordings he’d made and with his cock at boiling point in desperation he nudged Sean, making gestures with his tongue.

Sean had already decided that as far as he was concerned, Dan would not be allowed to fuck his  mother, at least not with his knowledge, or if Catherine should ever discover her sons role in their  subjugation of his Mother.  

So Dan would just have to dream on. 

But Sean knew he also owed Dan,  and so pulling away from Catherine, he ran his finger up and down the very wet area of her cunt lips and anus before motioning to Dan that he was do the same. 

        Dan at least tried to simply stroke his mother’s cunt lips with his finger, but desire very soon got the better of him and Sean could really only look on in amusement when Dan decided he also would explore every part of his mother’s hitherto secret organs. 

With Catherine as wet and throbbing as she was, Dan’s fingers had no difficulty in entering and exploring both her cunt and anus and to his great delight,  his mother began gyrating her body to yet more incredible sensations and was soon  groaning in ecstasy, naively unaware it was the  bending, twisting, index finger of her son  alternately burying itself to the hilt inside her cunt and Anus while jerking his cock with his other hand. 

  Eventually fearful  Dan would go too far and attempt to fuck his mother, Sean signalled enough, buts only after Dan had produced and openly masturbated his twitching cock,  while continuing his finger exploration of his mother’s anus and cunt. 

However, before Sean was able to move him away, Dan’s cock had exploded; his excitement had been just too much, leaving Sean partly annoyed and partly humoured as Dan then rubbed his fingers, heavy with huge globs of his semen, over his mother’s cunt and anus, already slick with her own juices, before quietly finding his way back into the closet.  

        Quite Unaware  it had been Dan rubbing semen from his cock into her cunt and Anus,  Catherine was cruelly left on the verge of a huge orgasm when she was Helped by Sean,  from Dan’s bed into a standing position, there to have her blindfold removed. 

From the closet into which he’d returned , Dan saw his mother blinking her eyes as her blindfold was removed..........and seemingly looking straight at him.

 Dan almost panicked when Thinking his Mother had seen him,  But then Sean was telling Catherine she had taken her punishment well,  that he was proud of her. But that now she would be taken to her own bedroom where she would thank her Master properly if she wanted her nipple clamps removed!

“And” Sean told her  “ You now understand why you deserved to be punished in Dan’s bedroom, don’t you Catherine?”

  Although now standing she was aware of Dans semen dripping from her anal hole and pussy, Catherine was surprised to find herself actually nod her head and mumbling “bress.”:

Her first thoughts at having been led onto Dan’s bedroom had been one of total humiliation at the thought of her being ‘punished’ in her son’s bedroom by his schoolmate.  

But after being blindfolded, Catherine’s initial was thoughts were gradually replaced, as her punishment began.

Replaced by terrible illicit and  ridiculous thoughts her punishment was actually being witnessed by Dan. 

Incredibly such  thoughts had served only to heighten Catherine’s arousal, and to her disappointment at being left on the verge of orgasm. 

Catherine was appalled she should even consider these things about her teenage son, even so her continuing sense of strong sexual arousal was only increased by the terrible realization she had almost achieved orgasm to visions of her own son witnessing his mother’s subjugation. 

So much so that Catherine felt she did indeed deserve any punishment her young Master had given her.

But just as quickly, even though aware of what must be semen running down the backs of her thighs, Catherine dismissed these thoughts about Dan . It was crazy, simply beyond belief she should ever believe Dan capable of such things. 

No, Catherine told herself, it was her out of control sexually charged mind that had created a terrible fantasy, one  she must never again allow to surface, even in her subconscious mind.

        By now Sean was looking with  concern at Catherine’s nipples, squashed by the clamps they were by now blue/purple in colour.  

Any feeling, and of course pain, in Catherines nipples had long since gone, their blood supply having been cut off, but fromTony, Sean had learned this was to be only a temporary phenomenon.

  After the departure of Sean and his mother, Dan stepped out from his closet and With his cock already hard again,  he felt somewhat disappointed when realizing that, unbelievably, he had been quite prepared and indeed hoped to illicitly fuck his own beautiful mother had Sean not stopped him from doing so. 

Then Dan spotted his mother’s bra lying next to her tiny red thong on the bedroom carpet and picked them up. 

When he did he could not help but notice the thong was soaked with what could only be his mother’s juices and a Smiling Dan lay down on his bed, sniffed his mother’s juices on the thong and  then wrapped the thin satin material around his cock. 

Lying face down to where his mother’s own face had been only moments before, Dan begin to  masturbate enthusiastically to the memory of what he had done to his mother. ............Comforted by the knowledge he had at least remembered to switch his video camera to ‘record’ Dan was very soon spurting hot semen into his mother’s thong..........

     Having been led by Sean back into her own bedroom, Catherine resigned herself to the inevitable, that their ‘tour’ of her house would end here, in her own bedroom, despite all her earlier thoughts and protestations.

After again placed by Sean before her full length mirror,m Catherine was for the first time able to properly view the evil looking clamps adorning her nipples and was horrified to see the dark blue/red colour they now assumed,  but then Sean was pushing down by her shoulders, telling Catherine she should kneel before her Master.

Complying with Seans demand, Catherine allowed herself to be guided into the position Sean required of her,m on her knees before him, very close to, and sideways on to her full length mirror.  Still  handcuffed and gagged, and it was no real surprise to her when Sean then stood directly before Catherine, his groin level with her face, leisurely removing his clothes.!.

       Never having been in such a situation before , Catherine was astonished by the incredible eroticism of being able to view her own bound and gagged, nipple clamped body , whilst also viewing  Sean’s muscled young torso slowly emerge  from his clothing. 

Eventually Sean’s swollen groin was only a couple of inches from Catherine’s full lips and all that remained between himself and Catharine was the tiny black thong Sean had purchased especially for the occasion. 

        Sensing the very sexual aroma permeating from Sean’s body, and without hesitation or urging  Catherine found she was leaning forward slightly, until her cheek was touching and nuzzling Sean’s huge semi flaccid cock within his thong, while At the same time her eyes looked up to his, her unspoken question quite obvious. 

        “You have to ask Catherine, and in the correct manner” she was told while Sean reached behind her head, Loosening but not removing her ball gag,  Sean then slipped the ball from between Catherine’s lips.

        “Please...Master...please, may I suck your cock?” Catherine found herself answering  without a trace of embarrassment,  for by then the sexual tension in her own Bedroom could have been cut with a knife!

        Slipping his huge, semi flaccid nine inch cock from its confining thong Sean simply nodded his head toward Catherine who  For her part was gazing in awe and adoration at Sean’s huge young manhood. involuntary licking her lips in anticipation, Catherine marvelled  at its youthful beauty whilst recalling the many times she had fantasized about once again taking it in her mouth.

        Wasting no time Catherine’s tongue emerged from her mouth to lick and taste before slipping her lips over its end, pushing back it’s foreskin to reveal Sean’s silky, purple head, holding it there in her mouth as she felt its power grow between her lips before pushing her mouth further down it’s shaft and staying there while it grew huge inside her, its sheer size almost making her gag but even so, with its sheer power, size and youthful cleanliness Catherine wished she could stay like forever!

How Catherine wished her hands were free and able to lovingly caress Sean’s monster cock,  but with her mouth full of Sean’s now erect cock Catherine  did her best, using every skill she had learned over the years to pleasure her Master’s cock whilst Sean, delighted with Catherine’s submissive attitude and obvious oral skills even compared them to those of Joan back in Tony’s office. 

Even allowing for the fact Catherine’s hands were still  handcuffed , Sean believed she would certainly benefit from the lessons Joan, in her Mistress guise fully intended to give Catherine. 

       But Catherine’s labours were certainly good enough to bring Sean to the edge of orgasm and It was with some reluctance,  but also immense anticipation that Sean withdrew his throbbing cock from deep within Catherine’s throat, leaving her feeling concerned she may have somehow disappointed him.

      Soon though, Catherine found herself half led, half carried to her own bed, the bed she shared with her husband, the bed she had vowed she would not allow Sean to take her on, but Gone now  were any such virtuous ideas. For Catherine  had accepted she in no position to even attempt to deter Sean. 

Even if she really wanted to avoid being taken on her own bed,  she was in no position  to argue or even struggle..for Sean was positioning her in that  now familiar kneeling position and Catherine’s wildly throbbing cunt told it’s very own story. 

        The then naked Sean looked down upon Catherine Dixon, his ‘property’ with immense satisfaction. 

In fact, with Tony having told him it sometimes took a degree of forceful persuasion before women such as Catherine ‘  fully understood their new standing in life’ Sean  had been fully prepared to subjugate Catherine more forcefully  today,  and was even a little frustrated  she had put up only token resistance to his demands. 

Still, mused Sean, while adjusting Catherines  handcuffed wrists, she has yet to suffer her final humiliation.

With that thought in mind Sean leaned forward until the head of his rampant cock touched Catherine’s cunt lips,  and His hands encircled her large almost pendulous breasts, weighing and squeezing  her firm mature globes while his fingers toyed with Catherine’s clamped nipples, Sean the demanded 

Are you ready for your Master, Catherine? “ while  slipping his cock a little further between her soaking cunt lips.

        “Oh God yes...please...fuck me Master,” replied the near delirious Catherine, all thoughts of guilt over of her husband, son and daughter had vanished from her mind, replaced  by a  sheer wanton lustful excitement.  

        And so Sean did exactly  that when slipping his fully erect nine inches deep into Catherine’s welcoming womb. 

        “Oh my God, it’s so good...it’s so big...Master...fuck me, fuck me Master!” Enthused Catherine when Sean began slowly pumping in and out of her hot wet  welcoming cunt.

Aware Dan would undoubtedly be outside watching his mother’s fucking through the slightly ajar bedroom door, Sean prepared himself for his final onslaught. 

Gradually easing back he maintained his grip on Catherine’s nipple clamps, easing them back and forth until Catherine was gasping in both pleasure and pain. 

Then after withdrawing from her completely, Sean lifted his body slightly until his cock touched the very entrance of Catherine’s tiny rosebud anus, still slick with her own and Dan’s juices.

        Sudden realization dawned on Catherine. 

“Oh my God...not there...please Sean...Master...not there...anything but that...I’ve never...oh my God!,..........but Sean’s cock had suddenly pushed and penetrated the first resistance of Catherine’s sphincter and it’s giant head was  pushing through that tiny ring. 

trapped as she was, handcuffed and with Sean’s arms encircling her, Catherine could go nowhere, and could offer no resistance.

        “Ooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww.....oh God...ooooooooowwwwwwwww!””screamed Catherine.

        “Oh God...no!...please...please... Master...please take it out...it’s too big...I can’t take it... its too big...please take it out Master,”screamed Catherine again. 

        But Sean told Catherine to scream all she wished, it was, he said, good for her to scream.

        Little by little, further and further Sean pushed his huge cock into the screaming Catherine’s anus, she was, he decided, going to take every little millimetre.

        “Mmmmmmmmmmmm, nearly there, just a little more,”he told a sobbing tearful beauty who had never before experienced anal sex.        

Catherine had indeed thought about it and even read about it, but in truth the very idea had always revolted her, but now her virgin anus had been deeply penetrated by the biggest cock she had ever experienced . 

The pain, indescribable as it was, was nothing compared with to the utter degradation of having a teenagers  cock raping her virgin anus, in her own bedroom, before her family photos. 

Eventually Sean had buried his monster cock to the hilt deep inside Catherine’s anus and For a while, as the victor, Sean simply remained there, listening implacably to Catherine’s now somewhat quietly muted sobbing. 

“Even Your ass is mine now Catherine, it belongs to me, every bit as much as rest of  you ,.....you must understand every part of you belongs to me, your Master, your owner......do you understand Catherine”?

‘Take her out of her comfort zone, completely control her’  had been Tony’s advice and eventually Sean was rewarded when the tearful sobbing beauty whispered softly. “yes master”

        Eventually Sean slowly drew halfway back until he was delighted to see Catherines  tight puckered anus surrounding his throbbing manhood and the totally humiliated Catherine sobbed more quietly as  her anus gradually grew more accustomed it’s giant invader.

        “You will have to get used to this Catherine, so start by gripping my cock with the muscles in your anus 

        “Oh God no.......Master” pleaded the sobbing tearful Catherine, but in reality knowing she would do what her young Master demanded of her.

        Sean was elated , for Catherine’s sphincter was suddenly gripping his cock and it felt just fantastic! . In fact he too had been an anal virgin, but with Catherine’s anus gripping his throbbing, twitching cock, Sean decided that her tight ass really was made for him. 

Catherine, he decided, would just have to learn to enjoy it, for he had  just crushed Catherine’s last remaining resistance,  demanding her final surrender and this beautiful woman, Dan’s Mother, was now his, his to do with as he pleased.

        “Okay Catherine, you can relax your ass” and indeed Catherine did indeed when relaxing her anal muscle grilling Sean’s cock.

        “Good Girl Catherine, I am going to fuck your ass now and you are going to move with me, you understand”

        “Oh God...it’s so big Master!. But I’ll try Master!.....yes...Master”

      Outside the bedroom door, Dan was Gripping his own,  yet again rock hard cock whilst holding his mother’s bra and thong in his fingers and looked on in excited frustration as Sean buried his cock into his mother’s anus.

Dan realized that what he had heard and witnessed,  was in reality the anal rape of his mother.  But somehow that just made it made it all the more exciting for him, if only he were doing that to her while she was blindfolded. 

With his fingers gripping his own yet again rock hard cock and lovingly wandering  over his mother’s thong, still wet with his semen and her juices,  the germ of an idea began formulating in his young mind...........

        With Catherine’s nipple clamps still in his fingers,  Sean began a slow rhythmic pumping of Catherine’s anus and although still sobbing quietly at the shame and humiliation, Catherine none the less did as Sean had ordered and began to move her body in time to Sean’s own slow rhythm, pushing back as Sean pushed into her Ass and vice versa.  

        In between his thrusts Sean even managed to issue Catherine a series of orders.

That Catherine’s would now put in storage her long dresses and skirts, that she must now wear them no longer then 3 inches above the knee. 

Catherine’s bra must always be visible through her blouse or dress.

she must always wear stockings and heels, and her hair was to be ‘curlier’

Catherine was told she was to be left with a cell phone,  that she was to follow any text instruction the cell phone gave her.

        Finally and with his pumping of her anus ever fiercer, Sean told Catherine she must obey these instructions without fail, that he would soon know if she had not complied with them and her undoubted punishment would begin with her ‘public humiliation!’

        Violently, Sean thrust harder than ever, plunging his huge cock deeper and deeper,  filling the tearful yet unaccountably excited Catherine’s anus. The victor remained there deep within Catherine’s anus, his power uncontested! “You understand what I’m telling you Catherine? Tell me!”

  Bewildered and shocked by Sean’s demands of her, Catherine realised that coupled to him as she was, her hitherto sacrosanct anus had been overwhelmed by his strong manhood and that Sean did indeed now ‘own’ her.

Then Catherine was astonished to feel the huge cock growing ever larger inside her and to her utter surprise, she realised Sean’s monster cock was also massaging the lining of her cunt wall, and that incredibly, her own body was actually responding to her anal invasion and to he amazement,  Catherine found was surging toward both an anal and cunt orgasm, even more so when Sean’s fingers left one of her Breasts to begin massaging her clitoris.

        “Oh ...oh God, yes...I understand Master...!”Gasped Catherine,  lost in throes of painful yet joyous ecstatic elation.

        Marvelling at achieving his objective of fucking Catherine’s anus, and elated her body was even responding to his thrusts, Sean realised he could not last out much longer, such was his pleasure. 

So Deciding the time was now right; Sean’s fingers squeezed open and then removed both the clover clamps from Catherines dark blue and red nipples.

   Suddenly  Catherine was aware of Sean removing her nipple clamps, but For a moment she felt nothing,  for her nipples had long since become totally numb with a lack of blood supply. 

But Then Sean’s fingers began gently massaging the now black/blue buds and the blood supply, cut off for so long by the clamps, suddenly came rushing back into Catherine’s nipples. 

And as the blood rushed back into Catherine’s nipples,

 so the pain hit her, an indescribable sickening, all consuming pain in her breasts she had never before experienced or imagined possible.

        Catherine screamed, screamed longer and than ever before, making  Dan wonder if he should intervene and somehow rescue his Mother and Sean thankful the large detached house was some way from the next property, still though, he continued pumping  his huge cock in and out of Catherine’s anus while continuing to manipulate her painful nipples.  

        Eventually  Catherine’s screams gradually turned more to moans of pleasure, the incredible pain had subsided, replaced by the most wonderful onrushing orgasm she had ever experienced as the erogenous zone that was her nipples came alive with the return of their blood supply. 

In short, Catherine’s nipples were, now with her cunt and even her Anus throbbing in pleasure to the piston like pumping of her anus by Sean’s huge cock.

Then all of these emotions suddenly combined and Catherine’s moans turned to screams again, but now these were screams of delirious pleasure. 

        “What are you? demanded Sean ferociously, his own orgasm very close.

        “Ooh God...I’m a slave...oh god Yes...A slave...your slave” moaned Catherine 

        “Who do you belong to, who owns you?”

        “Ohhhhhhhh...oh my God...You Master...you own me...I’m your slave .Master!” Cried Catherine,  as never before experienced multiple orgasms swept through her body and Sean’s cock began ejaculating its hot semen deep into her bowels, filling her, consuming her as never before, while outside the door Dan began furiously ejeculating into his mother’s red bra and thong.

A couple of hours later bCatherine Dixon’s lovely body stirred upon her large double bed as she gradually came awake.

 slowly opening her eyes Catherine began to recall the events that had led to her deep exhausted sleep, telling herself she must get up and take a bath before her son Dan came home from his football practice.  

Her eyes strayed to the bedside clock and she was shocked to see it telling her it was now 7.30pm, two hours since Sean had left her, and, Oh God, Dan must be home by now, what on earth would he think of me, sleeping away the afternoon.”

        Stretching her aching, sexually abused body, Catherine vividly recalled the afternoon’s events,  but When her mind pictured herself being led into Dan’s room With mounting concern Catherine suddenly recalled Sean removing her bra and thong while in there. 

“Oh Lord, what if Dan found them?” All of a sudden Catherine knew she would not relax, not  until, one way or the other, she had retrieved her red satin underwear.

    As she hastily threw back the bedclothes Sean had tucked her into before he had left, Catherine noticed her bedroom door was open and quickly threw a silk dressing gown around her naked body,  realizing  that she still wore her red suspender belt and black stockings.

Hurriedly Catherine looked around her bedroom,  but could see no clothing of any description lying around. 

Quickly dashing across to her bedroom door and gazing left and right, Catherine could see or hear nothing. 

Would Dan be in his room? 

Anxiously, with her heart thumping in her chest Catherine made her way along the landing toward Dan’s room But his own door though was closed.

Recalling that Sean had earlier  led her by her collar and lead from Dan’s room, Catherine was certain it would not have been her who had closed the door. 

Tentatively Catherine knocked on the door. 

“Dan...Are you in there, darling?”

      Upon hearing his Mother’s footsteps,  a smiling Dan Lay on his bed and turned off his TV monitor. 

He  had pushed his erection to one side and zipped up his jeans as if expecting his mother to knock on his door, which, indeed she had! 

Leisurely he pushed his mother’s thong deeper into his jeans pocket. 

   “Sure Mum, come on in” Dan replied cheerfully. 

        Catherine hesitated, Fearful the next few moments could perhaps ruin their relationship irreparably and so waited for a moment or two before  pushing  slowly on Dan’s bedroom door.

        “Hi Mum, did you have a good nap? You left your door open so I couldn’t help but notice.”

        Catherine was aware of her son looking closely at her dressing gown and black stockings while he spoke and wondered  if he suspected something. 

Then to her horror she then saw her discarded  bra lying on the carpet,  just beneath Dan’s bed, almost hidden by his oversized bedspread.  

Somewhat relived, Catherine assumed her thong must then also be under Dan’s bed and that Dan, too busy with his video games, had simply not noticed his mother’s underwear beneath his bed.

        “Yes, thank you Darling, I had such an awful headache, after, err, earlier, so I thought a lay down would help but I must have dozed off,”replied Catherine, her spirit’s lifted a little, although she still had to find an opportunity to retrieve her underwear. 

        “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that Mum, I hope it’s better now.   Sean hasn’t been too demanding of your Mum, I hope. I met him on my way home and he was telling me he was really enjoying his visit’s, that you were showing him so many things and there was a lot of agreement between you both”

        Catherine was too intent on her bra and thong to notice Dan’s deliberate innuendoes. 

She did, however feel a little uncomfortable at the way her son continued to gaze at her breasts and pulled her dressing gown tighter, unaware that in doing so she was now giving Dan a great display of nipples that for some reason were once again rock hard and pushing against her thin dressing gown. 

Nor was Catherine able to completely dispel her recollection of what must have been semen running down her thighs when Sean had led her from Dans bedroom, especially when Sean’s cock had been so obviously clean and fresh tasting only minutes later and her own undoubted  juices would have been more watery.

“No, not at all Dan , I believe Sean and I had a very good discussion,he’s a very courteous  young man and I expect he may visit us again next week. It just gave me a headache that’s all, Darling, but it’s much better now. In fact, I think I shall take a long hot bath and then make us both a nice hot supper.”

“Okay Mom, you do that...but hey. Do you want me go make a coffee for you? “

        “That would be great darling”replied Catherine, seizing the opportunity to retrieve her red bra, even if still concerned about that mysterious semen on her body.

. 

So Dan rose from his bed to go downstairs to make his mother’s coffee, but not before taking the opportunity to kiss his mother’s cheek. 

Marvelling at how good she smelt, Dan assumed it had to be the aroma of sex, his mother’s sex, Sean’s sex and of course  his own sex! 

After waiting a moment, Catherine then dashed over to where her bra lay under Dan’s bed and collected the garment,  but frustrated at being unable to find her tiny thong, she scrabbled around under her son’s bed in desperation but of her thong there was no trace.

        Catherine could only hope the tiny garment had not fallen into Dan’s hands and walked back to her bedroom, then  on into the bathroom before running herself a bath. 

Although when Hearing Dan telling her he had bought up her coffee Catherine  was suddenly nervous. 

Her little boy, she knew, was growing up fast, his hormones were changing and some of her friends had told her tales of finding their own underwear, soiled with semen, hidden in their son’s bedrooms. 

That may well explain it, but if Dan had seen and removed her thong from his bedroom floor, then he would certainly have wondered why his mother’s lingerie was in his bedroom. 

Catherine could only think of telling Dan she may have dropped some laundry on his floor, a singularly lame excuse, but it would have to do.

        Hey, got your coffee mum it’s on your dressing table, hey, you got a new cell phone Mum, looks cool.”

        Belatedly remembering Sean had left the cell phone for her future ‘instructions’ Catherine hastily told Dan she had indeed treated herself to the cell phone. 

Saddened by thoughts of how many more times she would now be forced to cover up her indiscretions , Catherine dragged her aching body into the steamy water and as she sank deep into the relaxing soap suds, once again the awful sense of betrayal toward her family washed over her.

    As she soothed her aching body Catherine tried to analyze and compartment her feelings.

  For the first time in her life she was being led down a pathway of wonderful sexual awakening. Everything seemed calculated to cumulate with her total submission toward Sean, okay, even to the extent of his ‘ownership’ of her mind and body. 

Despite the obvious sensations of sexual euphoria she had experienced during both of Sean’s visits, all of Catherine’s that the illicit sexual venture she seemed to be prepared to embark upon was so very wrong.

So who could she now turn to for advice? 

Catherine knew she really should have told her husband after that first instance.  

But she had made no immediate complaint, not to anyone, so how could she approach him now. 

“Oh hello darling, while you were away I was caned by two of Dan’s friends, they fucked me and then  one of them came back another time and this time I was handcuffed and gagged while being anally raped!.

   Catherine almost giggled to herself at this thought and knew she would at best be ridiculed and at worst he would suspect her of leading the boy on. 

So, soaping her still soft and lovely skin Catherine wondered if she should confide in Dan. 

Could she tell him that Sean had made inappropriate advances toward her and then perhaps ask Dan to inform Sean he was no longer welcome in her house?      

But the difficulty there, contemplated Catherine, was that Dan had returned to see her fast asleep in her bedroom on his return, hardly an option she would have taken had she really been the victim of his friend’s abuse.

And why go to his room and chat with him dressed in her dressing gown when her black stockings and bare breasts would have been quite obvious to him and then tell him Sean would probably be coming over again next week. Perhaps she had even aroused questions in Dan’s mind as to why his mother was  dressed so erotically so soon after his friends visit.

And What if her fantasy vision of Dan witnessing his mother’s punishment had in fact, been the reality?

Neither could Catherine entirely dismiss the worrying notion that Dan was in some way a party to Sean’s objectives toward his mother. 

After all, there were still the nagging questions regarding Sean and his friend Tom, for Catherine still did not understand how they had obtained the DVD of her husband caning her and her subsequent sucking of his cock.

        No, the thought Dan may well have been masturbating into her own probably wet underwear, meant Catherine could not confide in her son either. 

Then there were her friends, oh God no, the embarrassment, the humiliation. She would be the talk of the neighbourhood. In five minutes flat. So Catherine also had to dismiss that option.

So  Catherine’s thoughts then turned to her sister Victoria. 

Although her sister was a few years older than her,  Catherine and Vicky were very close. 

Indeed aside from having totally differing hair colours, with Vicky’s being Jet black to her own Blonde, they were facially very similar and whilst Vicky was a little fuller in both Breasts and hips she had the same shapely thighs and legs as Catherine.  

Indeed many was the occasion when the sisters were to be found trying each others clothes and even their racier lingerie for size. 

Only the previous week Vicky had been in Catherine’s bedroom trying on a little black dress she wanted to borrow from Catherine.

But Catherine was aware that her sister had serious man problems of her own and now felt reluctant to confide in her. 

And Victoria Preston was also a well known ‘man eater’ and would more as like upset the apple cart by rushing in feet first and all hell would soon break loose. 

And  if she did decide to go along with all of Sean’s demands then Vicky could very well turn out to be a bigger problem than the, admittedly enjoyable one, she had now.

So Catherine eventually decided that for the moment she was on her own and realised that both her mind and body were fighting a losing and probably feeble battle in a futile attempt to deny Sean his obvious objective, that of complete and utter control over her no matter what.  

Although the fact is Sean had already achieved that objective  that very afternoon!

        Despite her earlier resolve not to even allow Sean into her house, thanks to Dan Catherine had been unable to prevent him from doing so. Worse was she found herself totally unequipped to prevent the teenage  boy/man from using her. 

He had used A woman almost three times his age as his sexual plaything, used for his own gratification.  

Catherine had sensed Sean’s triumph when his huge cock had penetrated the very depths her hitherto virgin anus, his unspoken means of demonstrating his control over her. It was his way of showing the terrible power he now held over her.

But lying there in her bath, try as she may Catherine was unable to prevent images of Sean, dressed or naked, subjecting her body to immeasurable amounts of both pain and pleasure from flashing before her eyes, no matter how hard she tried deny she knew she had enjoyed every illicit moment of both her humiliation and the sex, despite the fact she had in effect been anally raped by Sean. 

Although Catherine knew it was wrong and every part of her well ordered middle class being told her it was so very wrong, she also knew she was simply going around in circles in attempts to absolve herself of all blame  when knowing full well she was equally as culpable as Sean Brady.

The she had no option but admit to herself she was sexually and mentally alive for the first time in so many years. Not since her uncle all those years ago had Catherine felt this way, that her body and mind really were owned by another, and even he hadn’t taken her an anally. 

That honour, one Catherine had in reality, long hoped and prayed for, had gone to Sean Brady and having now  taken  all three of her  holes, Sean really did own her and in an ever greater manner than her Uncle so long ago. 

 So sliding deeper into her hot bath and for her fingers to slip into her pussy and to caress  her sore aching nipples,  Catherine was very soon bringing herself to yet another orgasm to thoughts of Sean Brady’s cock buried inside her abused Anus, hoping against hope her teenage Master would very soon bury his wonderful cock there again and again...........

Once Back inside his own room, Catherine’s son took no time in checking beneath his bed to discover his mother had indeed retrieved the red bra he’d deliberately placed there. Then laying upon his bed , the very bed upon which he’d previously licked and 

tasted his Mother’s cunt and anus, Dan again returned to viewing the film he’d made of him doing, courtesy of the camera he’d hidden in his room earlier. 

Then  laying back and watching the incredible film of his tongue thrusting into Catherine’s Anus, Dan pulled the red thong from his pocket and wondering if his Mother was even then wondering why she hadn’t found it, Wrapping the tint garment around his cock again, Dan began masturbating furiously into the tiny red silk thong.

End of Part Two.