Making my Mom my Slave Part 5

This is a continuation of the “Playing Dare with Sis” and “Training my Sister Kayleigh” Stories. While I suppose this story can be a stand alone, character development as well as certain terminology will definitely be better understood if the previous series are read first. Eventually both stories will loop together as well.

This spin off will revolve around David, who now shifts his focus on coercing his sweet but sexy Mom, Kendra, to become his sex slave in a similar manner to what he did to his Sister Kayleigh. Each sequel after Part 1 will also provide a narration of what is going on in Kendra’s mind as the process unfolds.

DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18.

DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, sex slavery, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain “comic book” style. Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

Enjoy! Please leave comments on what you want to see next as much of the following chapter is a work in progress. Cheers

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1 month into Slave Training- Kendra’s narration:

The buzzing of my collar woke me up from my restful sleep. I looked up groggily, the clock read 4:30am. I was naked, curled up around David’s feet. My son, my master, let me sleep on the bed last night because I had been a good slave for him yesterday and didn’t make any mistakes. I loved when he let me sleep on the bed.

I purred as I gently lifted the covers and laid my eyes on my master’s limp cock. This was the cock that I had grown to worship. I crawled up the bed and put my lips around his cock, gently kissing it. My master let me suck his cock every morning before I started my day, I was so lucky. I bobbed up and down, taking in the delicious taste of my Son’s cock. I felt it gradually stiffen. I felt David’s hand stroke through my hair. I soon was bobbing up and down vigorously as my son’s cock was fully erect.

I felt even hornier as I heard him softly moan while still asleep. He soon moaned loudly as his cock spasmed. I deep-throated his cock as I felt an eruption of cum in my mouth. I licked each drop of his delicious cum, keeping his now limp cock in my mouth for minutes. Longingly, I tucked my son back into bed as I started my day.

I walked to the bathroom and looked myself up and down in the mirror. I smiled at what I saw in the mirror. I couldn’t believe how my body was looking as a result of the special hormones that my son was giving me. I took my tender breasts in my hands. While I didn’t know my bra size anymore since David didn’t allow me to wear a bra, my breasts we’re seemingly growing by the day! I was a D cup even before starting all of this, but I’d imagine that I’ve already grown at least a cup size.

I turned around, as a result of David’s rigourous exercise regime that he laid out for me, as well as the hormones, my ass was looking better than it was when I was in my teens! It was perkier than ever, without losing an ounce of its natural jiggle.

I stepped on to the scale. Despite the growth in my ass and tits, I had lost 10 pounds in the last two weeks. No doubt as a result on the metabolism booster, exercise, diet and constant fucking.. Needless to say, my body looked incredible. My love handles had melted away. I loved the way I looked. Looking like this made me more of a desirable slave for my master and his fans.

I applied make up and tied my hair back. Next I walked to our home gym and started my daily 90 minutes of working out that David made me do. I had gotten used to the multiple high definition cameras in each room I walked into. At first I was terrified at the thought of thousands of strange men watching me at all times, now, I reveled in it. It made me so horny knowing that there were men all over the world that were watching everything that I was doing. Honestly, I tried to put on a show for them at all times.

After an intense work out session. I went on with my morning routine. It was my job to ensure that the house was spotless for my master and his friends, and to make sure that David always had a hot meal ready for him whenever he wanted. As I started sweeping the house, I started to reminisce on the events over the past month.

I was so silly initially. I was foolishly holding on to my former sense of self when my son first approached me with his gracious offer to become his sex slave. I thought of myself as a professional woman, proud and accomplished. I thought I was living out a hell on earth during the first couple days of my new life.

This all changed on my second night of being my Son’s slave. That night, with the help of the pill, he showed me 100 times more pleasure than any other moment of my life. It was a night filled with pure ecstasy. Not only did I orgasm countless times, it opened up my mind to the truth. The next day David and I reflected on the night before, and he helped my mind reach where it needed to be. He helped me realize the true purpose of a woman’s life.

From there on out, I progressed to fully embracing my sexuality, and my needs as a woman. David fulfilled my sexual needs at a level that I didn’t even know was possible. And I loved him for it, unconditionally. Over the past two weeks I let go of my formal life piece by piece. I no longer cared about my job, my friends, or my husband. Even the thought of my husband made me cringe. He wasn’t strong like David.

Of course, with each of the progressively depraved sexual acts, there were periods of doubt. But with each event, I would reach a new level of sexual pleasure and satisfaction. The sexual acts that I had enacted over that past month would be more than enough for 100 women’s lifetimes..

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The day after my enlightening night with David, he progressed my sexual training. He invited his best friend Vlad and his Father Dudley over. I was forced to serve them naked as they laughed and drank the night away. I was terrified. I knew Vlad and his father for more than a decade. I had always caught Vlad staring at me when he was over as a kid. I never used to mind, it was his Father though who really creeped me out.

I knew he always had a thing for me. On multiple times he would hit on me at parties when he was drunk, and would be very touchy with me. One night during our Christmas party he cornered me in my bedroom and said he was ‘giving me a hug’. Of course, what he actually did was bring me into his body so that my tits were pressed into his chest. He reached around and groped my ass cheeks. He grinded his erect cock onto my pelvis. I was terrified as his overwhelming size was constricting me. I couldn’t find the courage to cry out and cause a scene at my own party so I simply let him continue. His ogrishly large hands slipped under my dress and groped my ass. He slipped my thong aside and entered my anus. I was in tears. Within minutes of grinding I felt his body spasm as he came in his pants. He released me and smiled. He removed his finger from my anus, sniffed it and licked it. He looked deranged as he walked smugly out of the room, laughing.