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 focalize on my homework, I bent over my books and take the assignment again while underlining some of the words 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 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 mesa. I slammed my books close and went snooping into my dads office. He was a rep for a pharmaceutical company. I had heard him talk about it with my mom, he was supposed to promote and sell this new drug, it was a regular sedative like Xanax or Prozac or something, but as a side gist the patient would become very ductile and highly susceptible. It's like mind-control, my father had said angrily, it's unethical, I don't want to trade that horseshit.

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 team and Megan's mom always picked us up. She washed our uniforms and sowed the bow back when they fell off. By accident I'd discovered she was into bdsm and rick, 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 drawers of my Fatherhood's desk and found an regalia of medicinal drug. I didn't know which one was which. There was a spraying, a pulverization, 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 house. Her mother opened the door, she was wearing a dark pencil skirt with a silk blouse.

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

I suppressed the pulsation to say that I already knew that. ‘ Well maybe you can help me, miss Abberdeen,'I said innocently. ‘ I just require someone to lecture to.'

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

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

‘ I'll stimulate it,'I said as I went into the kitchen. While I boiled the water I looked through the medicine in my pocket. I skimmed over the information folder and side upshot, 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 anovulatory drug under a spoon and mix it in with her tea, then I put the cup in figurehead 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 amber colored tea slipping into her back talk, knowing that it would wee her a tranquilize malleable tool, it made me horny. I felt my pussy pounding and crossed my legs.

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

I made up a story about son, an advise question. She listened carefully. I kept watching her dumbbell behind the silk blouse, they were just so firm and beat, the nipples prodding through the white framework. As we talked I saw her eyelids drooping a little bit, her speech got a little bit slurred and she couldn't seem to focus.

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

‘ I'm sorry, honey.'Tricia's oculus closed for a patch and she grabbed her own foreland. ‘ I don't know what's incorrectly with me. I just sense so dizzy all of a sudden. I can't seem to centre. 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 methamphetamine with water and a got another birth control pill out. ‘ Here I said, handing her the minuscule oral contraceptive pill. This'll help.'

She stared at me as if she didn't understand. A vacuous tone on her face. ‘ Tricia.'I said to grab her attention. ‘ Here deal this pill.'

Still with that same clean looking at on her font she picked the picayune white tab from my hand and put it in her lip. ‘ I'm sorry, Jenny,'she said. ‘ I just finger so Wyrd all of a sudden. I just don't know ... I don't ... I ...'She sank back into the lounge.

I snuggled up next to her and stroke her hair's-breadth. ‘ That doesn't affair miss Abberdeen.'

‘ I just feel like … I don't know … I feel confused 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 learn more about girls and women.'I let my hand wander over her cheek, tickling her neck opening then finally cupping one of her big bosom. It was slightly heavy, 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 subject of fact. It makes you very very horny, you want me to touch you more than, you want to submit to my touch, submit to my wishes.'My gist was pounding in my throat. I didn't know if it would work, but I certainly hoped so. My fingers were trembling, my pussy was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her face, but nothing happened.

Again I cupped her boob, her eyes closed in pleasure, her back talk parted and she was panting lightly. Arching her back, pushing her pinhead into my finger. So apparently my proposition had worked indeed.

I unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped my script under the silk, into her bra. Her skin was so soft, it dented beneath my fingers, I pushed my manus 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 fusillade of arousal flooded my physical structure. It would work. It was working already. Her intellect was indeed as malleable as a piece of clay. Nervous tingling. I bent over and compact my lips against hers. I kissed her, slowly bumping my natural language into her rima oris. In between my legs my pussy was tingling uncontrollably. I rubbed myself against her.

‘ Now listen hard worker,'I said to her. ‘ I know about your secret, I know that you like to be tied down. I saw it on your estimator. You wouldn't want anyone to find 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 footling slave.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

‘ So tell me, where do you go along your R-2 ?'

She said she would channelise it to me and I followed her to the sleeping accommodation. It was a nice big bed with red satin sheets, that were very flabby 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 prospicient 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 annulus and pushed it past her pelvis. She was beautiful, she had nice curvy hip joint and a flaccid bay window. In her underpants she stood in front of me. I ordered her to come penny-pinching and I slid my helping hand in between her legs. I felt a deaden muggy spot in her step-in.

‘ You're such a ruttish little slave,'I said. I felt her thighs clenching my fingers, she moaned and nodded.

‘ I am, schoolma'am,'she said.

I grabbed the circle tighter. I had never done this for real. I had studied a million ‘ how to'video's on the internet. I had praxis on my own leg, but I've never actually tied person else. Still I wrapped the rope around her trunk, I remembered every 1 stride. I tied up her dumbbell, so they were nice and daily round and prodding forward even more firmly, I put a naut mi over her clitoris that would promote 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 wriggle and squirm.

I looked down on her, her naked trunk, her sonant pelt. She was getting horny and hornier, she seemed to rub her twat over the Mexican valium on aim. I caressed her and wondered if I could get to her cum.

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

Her center were close down, 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 control myself any more. I undressed myself and laid down on top of her. My pussy rubbing against hers, against the knot that was there. I was rocking back and Forth River getting hornier and ruttish.

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

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

She obeyed and a warm wet agile tongue 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 hands squeezing into the headspring board. I could hardly ascertain myself. I could hardly sit up straight anymore. Just quivering and spasming every clip 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 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 overtake with delight and arousal. I just remember laying on top of her, apparently I had tipped over and fallen onto the bed. breathing. Slowly external respiration, while the cobbler's last tail of my orgasm subsided.

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

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

‘ You are perfect'she said.

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

‘ Now slave,'I told her, ‘ you will forget everything that has happened tonight, but in the future you'll inexplicably just desire 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 little secret.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

I uncapped the small sprayer bottle as I studied the entropy leaflet. I followed the instructions. I stretched my arm out in front of me, and sprayed a little huff into her face. A sweetness mist came out that landed over her poke and mouth.

Her eyes started rolling in her straits. Her pupils dilated rolling up and away, then blankly staring forward again, her body was going hitch already. I gave her another good whiff. Now her eyes closed completely and her capitulum 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 base. 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 other affair I could make her do in the time to come, and if she I wasn't satisfied I would just slip her more of those anovulatory drug until she was addicted to me .