Megan's Mom

I waited till my parents finally left the planetary house. My mom was adjusting my dad's tie and applying mascara and searching her pocketbook. I pretended to focus on my prep, I bent over my account book and translate the assignment again while underlining some of the Good Book in my notebook computer. They were finally set to go. My mom was telling me to be thrifty and to not do anything crazy.

I smiled innocently and said I was just going to take in some tv once I was done with my homework. Of course of action that was a lie. The moment I heard the car showtime and drive away I jumped up from the table. I slammed my al-Qur'an close and went snooping into my pappa federal agency. He was a rep for a pharmaceutic troupe. I had heard him talk about it with my mom, he was supposed to promote and sell this new drug, it was a veritable downer like Xanax or fluoxetine hydrocholoride or something, but as a English effect the affected role would turn 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 ethic of it all. I was just blinded by the discussion ‘ brain 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 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 frizz 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 nebulizer, a powder, a deglutition, a clustering of contraceptive pill. I grabbed some of everything and stuffed it in my pockets.

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

‘ Jenny ? What are you doing here ?'she asked in a warm up and caring voice. ‘ Megan isn't home plate right 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 mortal to talk to.'

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

We went inside the sign of the zodiac. She invited me to sit on the couch and offered to form me some tea.

‘ I'll make water it,'I said as I went into the kitchen. While I boiled the water I looked through the medications in my pouch. I skimmed over the selective information 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 footling pill under a spoon and mix in 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 make her a tranquilize malleable puppet, it made me horny. I felt my snatch throbbing and crossed my stage.

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

I made up a taradiddle about male child, an notify query. She listened carefully. I kept watching her boobs behind the silk blouse, they were just so firm and round, the nipples prodding through the albumen fabric. As we talked I saw her eyelids drooping a niggling bit, her voice communication got a small bit slurred and she couldn't seem to concentre.

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

‘ I'm sorry, honey.'Tricia's heart closed for a while and she grabbed her own head. ‘ I don't know what's wrong with me. I just feel 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 glassful with water and a got another pill out. ‘ Here I said, handing her the little anovulant. This'll help.'

She stared at me as if she didn't understand. A lacuna spirit on her case. ‘ Tricia.'I said to snaffle her attention. ‘ Here take this pill.'

Still with that same vacuous look on her face she picked the little Patrick Victor Martindale White pill from my hand and put it in her mouth. ‘ I'm sorry, Jenny,'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 lounge.

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

‘ I just feel like … I don't know … I feel disconcert and tire, 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 learn more about girls and women.'I let my hand wander over her brass, tickling her neck then finally cupping one of her big knocker. 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 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 touch you more, you want to submit to my ghost, 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 were trembling, my pussy was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her brass, but naught happened.

Again I cupped her boob, her eyes closed in pleasure, her lips parted and she was panting lightly. Arching her back, pushing her boob into my fingers. So apparently my trace 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 fingerbreadth, I pushed my script 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 schoolmistress,'I said, ‘ I'm your mistress and your my slave.'

‘ Yes schoolmistress,'she said willingly.

A burst of arousal flooded my body. It would work. It was working already. Her mind was indeed as malleable as a piece of Lucius DuBignon Clay. neural tingles. I bent over and compress my rim against hers. I kissed her, slowly bumping my tongue into her mouth. In between my legs my pussycat was tingling uncontrollably. I rubbed myself against her.

‘ Now listen striver,'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 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 little slave.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

‘ So differentiate me, where do you keep your Mexican valium ?'

She said she would point it to me and I followed her to the bedroom. It was a nice big bed with red satin shroud, 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 toy dog. I picked up a longsighted 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 berm, she unzipped the pencil bird and pushed it past her pelvic arch. She was beautiful, she had courteous curvy hips and a soft potbelly. In her underpants she stood in front of me. I ordered her to come closer and I slid my bridge player in between her legs. I felt a moistness muggy spot in her scanty.

‘ You're such a horny little slave,'I said. I felt her thigh clenching my finger's breadth, she moaned and nodded.

‘ I am, mistress,'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 internet. I had practices on my own leg, but I've never actually tied soul else. Still I wrapped the rope around her torso, I remembered every unmarried step. I tied up her booby, so they were nice and stave and prodding forward even more firmly, I put a grayback 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 incapacitated and unable to go anywhere or do anything, she could only wrestle and squirm.

I looked down on her, her naked body, her soft skin. She was getting horny and hornlike, 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 aroused, so incredibly horny, you're approaching climax quicker and quicker, it's building up more and more.'

Her center were closed, her breathing very shoal, 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 pussy. I just couldn't ascendancy myself any more. I undressed myself and laid down on top of her. My pussy rubbing against hers, against the international nautical mile that was there. I was rocking back and forth getting corneous and steamy.

I pushed my digit into myself. Moist and wet, but then I changed my psyche. I had fingered myself a thousand sentence, I didn't want to thumb myself, I wanted her to please me. Over the bed I crawled forward until my pussy was right-hand in her font. I sat down and held myself at the head plug-in. Everytime she breathed out I felt a piano breeze whizzing past my pubis.

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

She obeyed and a fond 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 gameboard. I could hardly master myself. I could hardly sit up straight anymore. Just quivering and spasming every sentence the tip of her tongue bumped into my little clit. I couldn't hold back anymore. Overflowing delight bursting through my body. I was in nirvana, for a import there, I actually was. This is what I wanted to do with the rest of my lifespan. Just this. Maybe I screamed, Maybe I moaned. I don't remember. I was too submerge with pleasure and arousal. I just think back laying on top of her, apparently I had tipped over and fallen onto the bed. external respiration. Slowly external respiration, while the terminal bum of my orgasm subsided.

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

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

‘ You are utter'she said.

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

‘ Now slave,'I told her, ‘ you will draw a blank everything that has happened tonight, but in the future you'll inexplicably just need to obey me, want to serve me, want to be my slave. Knowing I'm your kept woman, 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 piffling secret.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

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

Her optic started rolling in her oral sex. Her schoolchild dilated rolling up and away, then blankly staring forward again, her body was going limp already. I gave her another good whiff. Now her optic closed completely and her straits 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 home. Tomorrow at sunniness practice I would ask her to take me some H2O, that would be a simple assignment to go with, to see if it would lay down her horny, to see if she was indeed my striver. 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 slip her Thomas More of those pills until she was addicted to me .