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 focus on my homework, I bent over my books and read the appointment again while underlining some of the words in my notebook computer. 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 ascertain 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 books close and went snooping into my dads government agency. He was a rep for a pharmaceutical company. I had heard him talk about it with my mom, he was supposed to promote and betray this new drug, it was a regular sedative like alprazolam or Prozac or something, but as a slope effect the patient 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 sell that crap.

I didn't precaution about the ethical motive of it all. I was just blinded by the Word ‘ idea 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 arc back when they fell off. By accident I'd discovered she was into bdsm and kink, I saw it on her electronic computer, and it got my mind running. No one knew, just me. I wanted to try bdsm and kink so badly.

I opened the boxershorts of my beginner's desk and found an array of medication. I didn't know which one was which. There was a atomizer, a pulverisation, a drink, a bunch of pills. I grabbed some of everything and stuffed it in my sac.

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

‘ William Le Baron Jenny ? What are you doing here ?'she asked in a ardent and care voice. ‘ Megan isn't house right hand now.'

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

She wrapped her arm around me and pulled me in. She smelled nice, a fresh flowery perfume. ‘ O please love, call me Tricia,'she said. ‘ What's ill-timed ?'

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

‘ I'll make 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 information cusp and English essence, 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 little anovulant under a spoon and mixed 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 lips pouting around the rim of the cup, seeing the amber colored tea slipping into her mouth, knowing that it would take a shit her a tranquilize malleable puppet, it made me horny. I felt my pussy throb and crossed my pegleg.

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

I made up a story about boys, an apprize question. She listened carefully. I kept watching her bosom behind the silk blouse, they were just so unbendable and turn, the nipples prodding through the white fabric. As we talked I saw her eyelid drooping a little bit, her talking to got a little bit slurred and she couldn't seem to rivet.

Was this it ? Or would the drugs have an even adult 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 head. ‘ I don't know what's wrongly with me. I just sense 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 lozenge. This'll help.'

She stared at me as if she didn't understand. A vacuous look on her fount. ‘ Tricia.'I said to take hold of her attention. ‘ Here take this pill.'

Still with that Same lacuna feel on her face she picked the little albumen tab from my hand and put it in her mouth. ‘ I'm sorry, Jenny,'she said. ‘ I just experience 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 subject miss Abberdeen.'

‘ I just feel like … I don't know … I feel put off 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 boy, but actually I wanted to ascertain more than about girls and women.'I let my hand wander over her cheek, tickling her neck then finally cupping one of her big breasts. It was slightly big, I squished my fingers in it, bumping it up and down.

She watched. Confused. ‘ Feels nice,'she mumbled. ‘ But are you reckon 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 reach you more, you want to resign to my touching, submit to my wishes.'My middle was pounding in my pharynx. I didn't know if it would mold, but I certainly hoped so. My finger's breadth were trembling, my pussy was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her font, but nothing happened.

Again I cupped her dummy, her eyes closed in pleasure, her sassing parted and she was panting lightly. Arching her backbone, pushing her boob into my fingers. So apparently my proffer had worked indeed.

I unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped my hired hand under the silk, into her bra. Her peel was so balmy, it dented beneath my digit, 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.

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

‘ Yes mistress,'she said willingly.

A outburst of arousal flooded my body. It would solve. It was working already. Her creative thinker was indeed as malleable as a piece of the Great Compromiser. uneasy tingles. I bent over and pressed my lips against hers. I kissed her, slowly bumping my clapper into her mouth. In between my legs my pussy was tingling uncontrollably. I rubbed myself against her.

‘ Now listen striver,'I said to her. ‘ I know about your secret, 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, schoolma'am,'she said.

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

‘ Yes mistress.'

‘ So separate me, where do you hold back your rope ?'

She said she would place it to me and I followed her to the bedroom. It was a prissy big bed with red satin shroud, that were very easygoing and slippery. She bent over and pulled out a box from under the bed it was filled with all sorts of toy dog. I picked up a hanker voiced R-2 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 wench and pushed it past her hips. She was beautiful, she had Nice curvy pelvis and a soft tummy. In her underpants she stood in front of me. I ordered her to come closer and I slid my hired hand in between her legs. I felt a damp muggy daub in her pantie.

‘ You're such a aroused little slave,'I said. I felt her second joint 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 number. I had studied a million ‘ how to'video's on the internet. I had practice session on my own leg, but I've never actually tied someone else. Still I wrapped the rope around her body, I remembered every single step. I tied up her breast, so they were overnice and beat and prodding forward even more firmly, I put a knot over her clitoris that would crusade 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 twist and writhe.

I looked down on her, her naked body, her piano peel. She was getting hornier and hornier, she seemed to rub her pussy over the forget me drug on purpose. I caressed her and wondered if I could make her cum.

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

Her eyes were unsympathetic, 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 body in awe. I rubbed my fingers over my pussy. 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 Calidris canutus that was there. I was rocking back and forth getting hornier and hornlike.

I pushed my fingers into myself. Moist and wet, but then I changed my creative thinker. I had fingered myself a K times, I didn't want to finger myself, I wanted her to please me. Over the bed I crawled forward until my pussy was right in her grimace. I sat down and held myself at the head board. Everytime she breathed out I felt a balmy breeze whizzing past my pubis.

‘ clout me,'I said. ‘ Stick out your tongue.'

She obeyed and a warm wet agile glossa skipped over my labia, softly, first the inner thighs, the outer labia, ever so slowly she was closing in on my button. I was trembling with foreplay. My hired man squeezing into the mind board. I could hardly control myself. I could hardly sit up straight anymore. Just quivering and spasming every sentence the tip of her tongue bumped into my little clitoris. I couldn't hold back anymore. Overflowing joy bursting through my body. I was in Eden, for a moment there, I actually was. This is what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. Just this. Maybe I screamed, Maybe I moaned. I don't remember. I was too overtake with delight and arousal. I just retrieve laying on top of her, apparently I had tipped over and fallen onto the bed. breathing. Slowly external respiration, while the finally tail of my orgasm subsided.

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

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

‘ You are perfective'she said.

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

‘ Now slave,'I told her, ‘ you will leave everything that has happened tonight, but in the future you'll inexplicably just require to obey me, want to function me, want to be my striver. 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 petty secret.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

I uncapped the little sprayer bottle as I studied the information leaflet. I followed the instructions. I stretched my arm out in front of me, and sprayed a little seeing red into her face. A angelical mist came out that landed over her nose and mouth.

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

I untied her and removed all evidence that I had been there. Slowly I closed the door behind me and went dwelling. Tomorrow at sunshine pattern I would ask her to bring me some pee, that would be a mere assignment to lead off 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 other things I could make her do in the future, and if she I wasn't satisfied I would just slue her Sir Thomas More of those anovulant until she was addicted to me .