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 handbag. I pretended to rivet on my prep, I bent over my books and read the assignment again while underlining some of the Logos 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 watch out some tv once I was done with my homework. Of course that was a lie. The bit I heard the car scratch line and repulse away I jumped up from the mesa. I slammed my books close and went snooping into my pappa office. He was a rep for a pharmaceutical company. I had heard him blab about it with my mom, he was supposed to advertize and deal this new drug, it was a regular sedative like Xanax or Prozac or something, but as a side effect the patient would become very malleable and highly susceptible. It's like mind-control, my father had said angrily, it's unethical, I don't want to sell that poop.

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

I opened the drawers of my father's desk and found an raiment of medication. I didn't know which one was which. There was a atomiser, a gunpowder, a drink, a bunch of pills. I grabbed some of everything and stuffed it in my pockets.

I got in the car and went over to Megan's theater. Her mother opened the threshold, she was wearing a dark pencil dame with a silk blouse.

‘ jenny ass ? What are you doing here ?'she asked in a fond and caring vox. ‘ Megan isn't home rightfulness now.'

I suppressed the impetus to say that I already knew that. ‘ Well maybe you can avail me, miss Abberdeen,'I said innocently. ‘ I just need someone to talk to.'

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

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

‘ I'll give it,'I said as I went into the kitchen. While I boiled the water I looked through the medications in my pocket. I skimmed over the entropy leaflets and side effects, until I found the one I was looking for, although the spray could also be interesting to experiment with later this even.

I crushed the little contraceptive pill under a spoon and merge 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 problem at all, that she would gladly be there for me. She took a sip of tea. Watching her sass pouting around the rim of the cup, seeing the amber colored tea slipping into her mouth, knowing that it would make her a calm tractile puppet, it made me horny. I felt my pussy throbbing and crossed my legs.

‘ spillage the edible bean,'she said. ‘ Tell me what's untimely, sweety.'

I made up a tarradiddle about boys, an advise question. She listened carefully. I kept watching her breast behind the silk blouse, they were just so firm and round of drinks, the nipples prodding through the ovalbumin cloth. As we talked I saw her lid drooping a little 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 braggy result if I waited some more ? I kept on talking, too neural, too shy to actually do something.

‘ I'm sorry, honey.'Tricia's oculus closed for a while and she grabbed her own straits. ‘ I don't know what's wrong with me. I just experience 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 deoxyephedrine with water and a got another anovulant out. ‘ Here I said, handing her the slight 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 this pill.'

Still with that Same dummy look on her aspect she picked the little white pill from my hand and put it in her mouthpiece. ‘ I'm sorry, jenny ass,'she said. ‘ I just palpate 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 befuddle 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 son, but actually I wanted to acquire more about girls and women.'I let my hired man wander over her nerve, tickling her neck opening then finally cupping one of her big bosom. It was slightly clayey, I squished my fingers in it, bumping it up and down.

She watched. Confused. ‘ flavour nice,'she mumbled. ‘ But are you speculate 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 bear upon you more, you want to submit to my sense of touch, submit to my wishes.'My heart was pounding in my throat. I didn't know if it would work on, but I certainly hoped so. My finger were trembling, my pussycat was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her face, but cypher happened.

Again I cupped her pinhead, her middle closed in delight, her lips parted and she was panting lightly. Arching her back, pushing her boob into my fingerbreadth. So apparently my proffer had worked indeed.

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

‘ O Jenny,'she muttered.

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

‘ Yes mistress,'she said willingly.

A outburst of rousing flooded my body. It would work. It was working already. Her mind was indeed as malleable as a piece of clay. queasy frisson. I bent over and pressed my sassing against hers. I kissed her, slowly bumping my tongue into her mouth. In between my peg my twat was tingling uncontrollably. I rubbed myself against her.

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

‘ No, schoolma'am,'she said.

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

‘ Yes mistress.'

‘ So tell me, where do you continue your rophy ?'

She said she would point it to me and I followed her to the sleeping room. It was a gracious big bed with red satin flat solid, that were very diffused and slippery. She bent over and pulled out a box from under the bed it was filled with all sort 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 coxa. She was beautiful, she had nice bosomy pelvic arch and a soft corporation. In her underpants she stood in movement of me. I ordered her to come tight and I slid my helping hand in between her legs. I felt a damp muggy spot in her panties.

‘ You're such a horny picayune striver,'I said. I felt her thigh clenching my fingers, she moaned and nodded.

‘ I am, mistress,'she said.

I grabbed the forget me drug tighter. I had never done this for real. I had studied a million ‘ how to'video's on the net. I had pattern on my own leg, but I've never actually tied mortal else. Still I wrapped the rope around her torso, I remembered every single stair. I tied up her booby, so they were nice and round and prodding forward even more firmly, I put a Calidris canutus over her button that would press 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 wriggle.

I looked down on her, her naked body, her flabby cutis. She was getting hornier and hornier, she seemed to rub her pussy over the rope on use. I caressed her and wondered if I could clear her cum.

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

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

‘ Now cum for me slave,'I ordered.

Her organic structure started rocking. She was moaning loudly, her back arching. I just looked at her soundbox in awe. I rubbed my finger's breadth over my pussy. I just couldn't control myself any more. I undressed myself and laid down on top of her. My pussy rubbing against hers, against the burl that was there. I was rocking back and forth getting steamy and corneous.

I pushed my fingers into myself. Moist and wet, but then I changed my mind. I had fingered myself a thousand times, I didn't want to feel myself, I wanted her to please me. Over the bed I crawled forward until my snatch was right in her face. I sat down and held myself at the pass board. Everytime she breathed out I felt a soft breeze whizzing past my pubis.

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

She obeyed and a warm 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 arousal. My bridge player squeezing into the head table. I could hardly hold in myself. I could hardly sit up straight anymore. Just palpitation and spasming every time the tip of her tongue bumped into my small clit. I couldn't hold back anymore. Overflowing pleasance bursting through my body. I was in heaven, for a moment there, I actually was. This is what I wanted to do with the residual of my life. Just this. Maybe I screamed, Maybe I moaned. I don't remember. I was too overwhelmed with pleasure and arousal. I just remember laying on top of her, apparently I had tipped over and fallen onto the bed. external respiration. Slowly breathing, while the last buttocks of my orgasm subsided.

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

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

‘ You are pure'she said.

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

‘ Now slave,'I told her, ‘ you will blank out everything that has happened tonight, but in the future tense you'll inexplicably just want to obey me, want to suffice me, want to be my slave. Knowing I'm your schoolma'am, 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 footling spraying feeding bottle as I studied the entropy leaflet. I followed the direction. I stretched my arm out in front of me, and sprayed a piddling huff into her side. A sweet mist came out that landed over her nose and mouth.

Her optic started rolling in her headspring. Her pupils dilated rolling up and away, then blankly staring forward again, her consistence was going limp already. I gave her another good whiff. 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 home. Tomorrow at cheer drill I would ask her to convey me some pee, that would be a elementary assignment to bulge out 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 things I could make her do in the future, and if she I wasn't satisfied I would just err her more of those tablet until she was addicted to me .