Megan's Mom

I waited till my parents finally left the mansion. My mom was adjusting my dad's tie and applying mascara and searching her handbag. I pretended to focus on my preparation, I bent over my books and record the duty assignment again while underlining some of the Christian Bible 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 on some tv once I was done with my preparation. Of class that was a lie. The import I heard the car start and drive away I jumped up from the table. I slammed my Holy Writ close and went snooping into my dads office staff. He was a rep for a pharmaceutic company. I had heard him talk about it with my mom, he was supposed to promote and trade this new drug, it was a regular sedative like Xanax or Prozac or something, but as a side effect the affected role would become very tensile and highly susceptible. It's like mind-control, my Father had said angrily, it's unethical, I don't want to betray that crap.

I didn't care about the ethics of it all. I was just blinded by the word ‘ Mind Control.'For months 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 twirl, 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 pants of my father's desk and found an array of medication. I didn't know which one was which. There was a spray, a powder, a drink, a caboodle of pills. I grabbed some of everything and stuffed it in my pockets.

I got in the car and went over to Megan's menage. Her female parent opened the doorway, she was wearing a dark pencil doll with a silk blouse.

‘ Jenny ? What are you doing here ?'she asked in a warm and caring voice. ‘ Megan isn't house right field now.'

I suppressed the impulse to say that I already knew that. ‘ wellspring maybe you can help 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 tonic flowery aroma. ‘ O please dear, call me Tricia,'she said. ‘ What's improper ?'

We went inside the family. She invited me to sit on the couch and offered to make me some tea.

‘ I'll pull in it,'I said as I went into the kitchen. While I boiled the water I looked through the medicament in my pocket. I skimmed over the information leaflets and side effects, until I found the one I was looking for, although the spray could also be interesting to try out with later this evening.

I crushed the piffling pill under a spoon and ruffle it in with her tea, then I put the cup in front 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 gold colored tea slipping into her mouth, knowing that it would do her a sedated pliable puppet, it made me horny. I felt my kitty pounding and crossed my legs.

‘ Spill the noggin,'she said. ‘ William Tell me what's wrong, sweety.'

I made up a story about male child, an advise interrogation. She listened carefully. I kept watching her dope behind the silk blouse, they were just so firm and round, the nipples prodding through the white cloth. As we talked I saw her eyelids drooping a little bit, her actor's line got a piffling bit slurred and she couldn't seem to centre.

Was this it ? Or would the drugs have an even freehanded 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 promontory. ‘ I don't know what's wrong with me. I just finger so woozy all of a sudden. I can't seem to focus. 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 water and a got another pill out. ‘ Here I said, handing her the little pill. This'll help.'

She stared at me as if she didn't understand. A blank look on her face. ‘ Tricia.'I said to grab her attention. ‘ Here take aim this pill.'

Still with that same space look on her face she picked the little White person pill from my hired man and put it in her mouth. ‘ I'm sorry, Jenny,'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 sofa.

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

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

‘ Well you gave me a lot of advise on boys, but actually I wanted to get a line more about missy and women.'I let my paw wander over her cheek, tickling her neck then finally cupping one of her big breasts. It was slightly grievous, I squished my fingers in it, bumping it up and down.

She watched. Confused. ‘ Feels 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 refer you to a greater extent, you want to bow to my mite, submit to my wishes.'My substance was pounding in my pharynx. I didn't know if it would work, but I certainly hoped so. My fingers were trembling, my snatch was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her aspect, but cipher happened.

Again I cupped her boob, her eyes closed in delight, her sassing parted and she was panting lightly. Arching her binding, pushing her dummy into my finger's breadth. So apparently my suggestions had worked indeed.

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

‘ O Jenny,'she muttered.

‘ Call me mistress,'I said, ‘ I'm your mistress and your my slave.'

‘ Yes schoolmistress,'she said willingly.

A burst of foreplay flooded my consistency. It would act upon. It was working already. Her mind was indeed as malleable as a art object of clay. Nervous shudder. I bent over and weigh my sass against hers. I kissed her, slowly bumping my tongue into her mouth. In between my legs my pussy was tingling uncontrollably. I rubbed myself against her.

‘ Now listen slave,'I said to her. ‘ I know about your privy, I know that you like to be tied down. I saw it on your computer. You wouldn't want anyone to line up 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 slight slave.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

‘ So tell me, where do you maintain your rope ?'

She said she would point it to me and I followed her to the bedroom. It was a nice big bed with red satin rag, that were very soft and slippery. She bent over and pulled out a box from under the bed it was filled with all sorts of miniature. I picked up a tenacious soft roofy 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 shoulder, she unzipped the pencil skirt and pushed it past her articulatio coxae. She was beautiful, she had prissy voluptuous hips and a soft pot. In her underpants she stood in front of me. I ordered her to get along closer and I slid my script in between her branch. I felt a damp muggy spot in her step-in.

‘ You're such a steamy footling striver,'I said. I felt her thigh clenching my finger, she moaned and nodded.

‘ I am, mistress,'she said.

I grabbed the roofy tighter. I had never done this for tangible. I had studied a million ‘ how to'video's on the internet. I had drill on my own leg, but I've never actually tied person else. Still I wrapped the roofy around her torso, I remembered every single step. I tied up her boobs, so they were nice and round and prodding forward even more firmly, I put a knot 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 unable to go anywhere or do anything, she could only wriggle and wrestle.

I looked down on her, her naked body, her voiced hide. She was getting turned on and hornier, she seemed to rub her pussycat over the rope on use. I caressed her and wondered if I could make her cum.

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

Her middle were closed, her breathing very shallow, she was all tensed up.

‘ Now cum for me slave,'I ordered.

Her body started rocking. She was moaning loudly, her back arching. I just looked at her body in awe. I rubbed my fingers over my pussycat. I just couldn't ascendence myself any more. I undressed myself and laid down on top of her. My pussy rubbing against hers, against the slub that was there. I was rocking back and Forth River getting hornier and steamy.

I pushed my finger into myself. Moist and wet, but then I changed my mind. I had fingered myself a chiliad multiplication, I didn't want to finger myself, I wanted her to please me. Over the bed I crawled forward until my pussy was properly in her face. I sat down and held myself at the fountainhead board. Everytime she breathed out I felt a indulgent gentle wind whizzing past my pubic bone.

‘ Lick me,'I said. ‘ marijuana cigarette out your tongue.'

She obeyed and a affectionate wet agile knife skipped over my labia, softly, first the inner thighs, the outer labia, ever so slowly she was closing in on my clitoris. I was trembling with arousal. My manpower squeezing into the point dining table. I could hardly control myself. I could hardly sit up straight anymore. Just trembling and spasming every clip the tip of her clapper bumped into my little clit. I couldn't hold back anymore. Overflowing pleasure bursting through my body. I was in promised land, for a moment there, I actually was. This is what I wanted to do with the rest of my life sentence. Just this. Maybe I screamed, Maybe I moaned. I don't remember. I was too overwhelm with delight and foreplay. I just remember laying on top of her, apparently I had tipped over and fallen onto the bed. Breathing. Slowly breathing, while the in conclusion tail of my orgasm subsided.

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

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

‘ You are perfect'she said.

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

‘ Now slave,'I told her, ‘ you will forget everything that has happened tonight, but in the future tense you'll inexplicably just want to obey me, want to serve me, want to be my striver. Knowing I'm your mistress, 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 find out about it, so maybe it should be our minuscule secret.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

I uncapped the little spray bottle as I studied the info leaflet. I followed the pedagogy. I stretched my arm out in front of me, and sprayed a little huff into her font. A sweet mist came out that landed over her nose and mouth.

Her eyes started rolling in her head. Her student dilated rolling up and away, then blankly staring forward again, her eubstance was going limp already. I gave her another good puff of air. Now her eyes closed completely and her head slumped to the side.

I untied her and removed all evidence that I had been there. Slowly I closed the doorway behind me and went habitation. Tomorrow at sunshine practice I would ask her to bring me some water, that would be a simple assignment to start with, to see if it would make her horny, to see if she was indeed my slave. Probably, yes. I smiled as I thought of all the former matter I could make her do in the futurity, and if she I wasn't satisfied I would just luxate her more than of those pill until she was addicted to me .