Megan's Mom

I waited till my parents finally left the house. My mom was adjusting my dad's tie and applying mascara and searching her bag. I pretended to focus on my preparation, I bent over my Good Book and show the assignment again while underlining some of the words in my notebook. They were finally ready to go. My mom was telling me to be careful and to not do anything crazy.

I smiled innocently and said I was just going to look out some tv once I was done with my homework. Of course that was a lie. The moment I heard the car start and drive away I jumped up from the table. I slammed my script close and went snooping into my daddy position. He was a rep for a pharmaceutic society. I had heard him babble out about it with my mom, he was supposed to promote and sell this new drug, it was a regular sedative like Xanax or Prozac or something, but as a face upshot the patient would go very pliable and highly susceptible. It's like mind-control, my begetter had said angrily, it's unethical, I don't want to sell that shite.

I didn't care about the value-system of it all. I was just blinded by the Holy Writ ‘ judgment Control.'For calendar month now I'd been fantasizing about Megan's mom. Megan was in my college cheerleader squad and Megan's mom always picked us up. She washed our uniforms and sowed the arc back when they fell off. By accident I'd discovered she was into bdsm and rick, I saw it on her computer, and it got my mind running. No one knew, just me. I wanted to try bdsm and kink so badly.

I opened the drawers of my founding father's desk and found an regalia of medication. I didn't know which one was which. There was a spray, a powder, a deglutition, a bunch of lozenge. I grabbed some of everything and stuffed it in my scoop.

I got in the car and went over to Megan's household. Her mother opened the door, she was wearing a dreary pencil doll with a silk blouse.

‘ jenny ass ? What are you doing here ?'she asked in a tender and deal spokesperson. ‘ Megan isn't rest home right now.'

I suppressed the whim to say that I already knew that. ‘ fountainhead maybe you can serve me, miss Abberdeen,'I said innocently. ‘ I just need somebody to talk to.'

She wrapped her arm around me and pulled me in. She smelled nice, a smart flowery perfume. ‘ O please dear, predict me Tricia,'she said. ‘ What's wrong ?'

We went inside the menage. She invited me to sit on the sofa and offered to gain me some tea.

‘ I'll make it,'I said as I went into the kitchen. While I boiled the pee I looked through the medication in my pocket. I skimmed over the information brochure and position effects, until I found the one I was looking for, although the spray could also be interesting to experiment with later this evening.

I crushed the piddling pill under a spoon and mixed it in with her tea, then I put the cup in nominal head of her.

‘ Thanks, for talking to me.'I said.

She insisted that it wasn't a trouble at all, that she would gladly be there for me. She took a sip of tea. Watching her lips pouting around the rim of the cup, seeing the amber colored tea slipping into her mouth, knowing that it would make her a sedated pliable puppet, it made me horny. I felt my pussycat pounding and crossed my wooden leg.

‘ tumble the beans,'she said. ‘ William Tell me what's incorrectly, sweety.'

I made up a story about boys, an advise doubt. She listened carefully. I kept watching her titty behind the silk blouse, they were just so firm and rhythm, the nipples prodding through the white fabric. As we talked I saw her eyelid drooping a minuscule bit, her speech got a small bit slurred and she couldn't seem to focus.

Was this it ? Or would the drugs have an even bigger effect if I waited some more ? I kept on talking, too nervous, too shy to actually do something.

‘ I'm sorry, honey.'Tricia's eyes closed for a while and she grabbed her own headland. ‘ I don't know what's untimely with me. I just sense so woozy all of a sudden. I can't seem to concentre. Maybe I need some water.'She tried to get up.

‘ I'll get it.'I said. ‘ You stay here.'I ran to the kitchen filled a glass with body of water and a got another oral contraceptive pill out. ‘ Here I said, handing her the piffling pill. This'll help.'

She stared at me as if she didn't understand. A blank feel on her case. ‘ Tricia.'I said to grab her attention. ‘ Here engage this pill.'

Still with that Saami blank look on her face she picked the piddling bloodless pill from my helping hand and put it in her lip. ‘ I'm sorry, jenny ass,'she said. ‘ I just sense so weird all of a sudden. I just don't know ... I don't ... I ...'She sank back into the couch.

I snuggled up next to her and stroke her hair. ‘ That doesn't matter miss Abberdeen.'

‘ I just feel like … I don't know … I feel confused and sap, like I can't think, like I can't understand ... like ... what's going on ?'

‘ Well you gave me a lot of advise on son, but actually I wanted to get wind more about young lady and women.'I let my hired man wander over her cheek, tickling her neck opening then finally cupping one of her big breasts. It was slightly heavy, I squished my fingerbreadth in it, bumping it up and down.

She watched. Confused. ‘ smell nice,'she mumbled. ‘ But are you suppose to do that ?'

‘ Yes I am,'I said confidently.

She nodded.

‘ As a matter of fact. It makes you very very horny, you want me to meet you more, you want to pass on to my touch, submit to my wishes.'My heart was pounding in my throat. I didn't know if it would work, but I certainly hoped so. My finger's breadth were trembling, my pussy was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her typeface, but cypher happened.

Again I cupped her boob, her eyes closed in pleasure, her back talk parted and she was panting lightly. Arching her back, pushing her pinhead into my fingers. So apparently my suggestion had worked indeed.

I unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped my bridge player under the silk, into her bra. Her skin was so soft, it dented beneath my finger's breadth, I pushed my hand further until I found the tit. Carefully I massaged the picayune nodule. She was panting, her eyes closed, a flabby moan every once in a while.

‘ O William Le Baron Jenny,'she muttered.

‘ vociferation me fancy woman,'I said, ‘ I'm your mistress and your my slave.'

‘ Yes schoolmarm,'she said willingly.

A fusillade of arousal flooded my physical structure. It would work. It was working already. Her nous was indeed as malleable as a piece of clay. Nervous tingles. I bent over and push my lips against hers. I kissed her, slowly bumping my tongue into her mouth. In between my branch my pussy was tingling uncontrollably. I rubbed myself against her.

‘ Now listen slave,'I said to her. ‘ I know about your hush-hush, I know that you like to be tied down. I saw it on your information processing system. You wouldn't want anyone to find out would you ?'

‘ No, mistress,'she said.

‘ So maybe you should do as your told, maybe you should let yourself be trained to be my little slave.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

‘ So secern me, where do you keep your roach ?'

She said she would signal it to me and I followed her to the chamber. It was a nice big bed with red satin sail, that were very sonant and slippery. She bent over and pulled out a box from under the bed it was filled with all sorts of plaything. I picked up a long soft rope and twisted it around my own arm.

‘ This'll do,'I said nodding. ‘ Undress yourself.'I climbed onto the bed and watched as she slipped her silk blouse off her shoulders, she unzipped the pencil skirt and pushed it past her hips. She was beautiful, she had nice curvaceous rose hip and a lenient tummy. In her underpants she stood in front of me. I ordered her to number closer and I slid my hand in between her legs. I felt a deaden muggy spot in her panty.

‘ You're such a aroused little striver,'I said. I felt her thighs clenching my fingers, she moaned and nodded.

‘ I am, schoolma'am,'she said.

I grabbed the rope tighter. I had never done this for real. I had studied a million ‘ how to'video's on the net. I had practices on my own leg, but I've never actually tied someone else. Still I wrapped the rope around her body, I remembered every ace whole step. I tied up her bosom, so they were nice and bout and prodding forward even more firmly, I put a burl over her clitoris that would push into her everytime she moved and then I ordered her to lay down on the bed and I secured her firmly until she was completely helpless and ineffective to go anywhere or do anything, she could only wriggle and wrestle.

I looked down on her, her naked consistence, her soft skin. She was getting randy and hornier, she seemed to rub her snatch over the rope on purpose. I caressed her and wondered if I could constitute her cum.

‘ Now slave,'I said, ‘ You're getting so emotional, so incredibly horny, you're approaching coming quicker and quicker, it's building up more and more.'

Her heart were come together, her breathing very shallow, she was all tensed up.

‘ Now cum for me slave,'I ordered.

Her consistence started rocking. She was moaning loudly, her back arching. I just looked at her trunk in awe. I rubbed my fingerbreadth over my pussy. I just couldn't control myself any more. I undressed myself and laid down on top of her. My cunt rubbing against hers, against the international nautical mile that was there. I was rocking back and forth getting horny and steamy.

I pushed my fingers into myself. Moist and wet, but then I changed my mind. I had fingered myself a thousand prison term, I didn't want to finger myself, I wanted her to please me. Over the bed I crawled forward until my pussy was decent in her brass. I sat down and held myself at the head board. Everytime she breathed out I felt a lenient breeze whizzing past my os pubis.

‘ poke me,'I said. ‘ reefer out your tongue.'

She obeyed and a warmly wet agile tongue skipped over my labia, softly, first the inner thigh, the outer labia, ever so slowly she was closing in on my clitoris. I was trembling with rousing. My hand squeezing into the head board. I could hardly control myself. I could hardly sit up straight anymore. Just quivering and spasming every time the tip of her clapper bumped into my little clitoris. I couldn't hold back anymore. Overflowing pleasure bursting through my eubstance. I was in Shangri-la, for a moment there, I actually was. This is what I wanted to do with the rest period of my aliveness. Just this. Maybe I screamed, Maybe I moaned. I don't remember. I was too overwhelmed with pleasance and arousal. I just remember laying on top of her, apparently I had tipped over and fallen onto the bed. Breathing. Slowly breathing, while the hold out tail of my orgasm subsided.

‘ Are you alright, sweety,'she asked me.

‘ Yeah,'I mumbled. ‘ I'm perfect tense. Wow.'

‘ You are unadulterated'she said.

I pushed myself upwards, and looked into her typeface. Was she still drugged or had the drugs flushed through her system already ? I didn't know. It was making me scare away. I contemplated giving her something more, maybe I could try out that atomizer that had also intrigued me. I searched for the little spray can.

‘ Now slave,'I told her, ‘ you will bury everything that has happened tonight, but in the future you'll inexplicably just want to obey me, want to dish up me, want to be my slave. Knowing I'm your schoolmarm, knowing you should do exactly as I tell you, just turns you on, doesn't it ?'

‘ Yes mistress.'

‘ And you don't want anyone to come up out about it, so maybe it should be our slight secret.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

I uncapped the little spray bottle as I studied the data leaflet. I followed the instructions. I stretched my arm out in front of me, and sprayed a little huff into her font. A gratifying mist came out that landed over her scent and sass.

Her middle started rolling in her principal. Her educatee dilated rolling up and away, then blankly staring forward again, her soundbox was going limp already. I gave her another goodness whiff. Now her eyes closed completely and her fountainhead slumped to the side.

I untied her and removed all grounds that I had been there. Slowly I closed the door behind me and went home. Tomorrow at cheer practice I would ask her to convey me some pee, that would be a simple assignment to start with, to see if it would make her horny, to see if she was indeed my hard worker. Probably, yes. I smiled as I thought of all the former things I could clear her do in the future, and if she I wasn't satisfied I would just slip her more than of those pills until she was addicted to me .