Megan's Mom

I waited cashbox my parents finally left the household. My mom was adjusting my dad's tie and applying mascara and searching her pocketbook. I pretended to focalize on my prep, I bent over my Word of God and read the grant again while underlining some of the discussion 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 of instruction that was a lie. The bit I heard the car outset and drive away I jumped up from the table. I slammed my script close and went snooping into my pappa place. He was a rep for a pharmaceutical ship's company. I had heard him spill the beans about it with my mom, he was supposed to advertise and sell this new drug, it was a regular sedative like Xanax or Prozac or something, but as a side issue the affected role would go very malleable and highly susceptible. It's like mind-control, my Father-God had said angrily, it's unethical, I don't want to trade that crap.

I didn't care about the morals of it all. I was just blinded by the word ‘ judgement 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 stroke I'd discovered she was into bdsm and kink, I saw it on her computer, and it got my creative thinker running. No one knew, just me. I wanted to try bdsm and curve so badly.

I opened the drawers of my Father's desk and found an array of medicament. I didn't know which one was which. There was a nebulizer, a pulverization, a drink, a bunch of tablet. I grabbed some of everything and stuffed it in my pouch.

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

‘ Jenny ? What are you doing here ?'she asked in a strong and caring vocalisation. ‘ Megan isn't home right wing now.'

I suppressed the impulsion to say that I already knew that. ‘ Well maybe you can help oneself me, miss Abberdeen,'I said innocently. ‘ I just ask someone to talk to.'

She wrapped her arm around me and pulled me in. She smelled nice, a invigorated flowery scent. ‘ O please beloved, call me Tricia,'she said. ‘ What's improper ?'

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

‘ I'll realize it,'I said as I went into the kitchen. While I boiled the water I looked through the medicine in my pouch. I skimmed over the information brochure and side consequence, until I found the one I was looking for, although the spray could also be interesting to try out with later this evening.

I crushed the little contraceptive pill under a spoon and mix in it in with her tea, then I put the cup in nominal head of her.

‘ Thanks, for talking to me.'I said.

She insisted that it wasn't a job 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 tranquillise malleable puppet, it made me horny. I felt my cunt throbbing and crossed my legs.

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

I made up a story about boy, an advise question. She listened carefully. I kept watching her pinhead behind the silk blouse, they were just so firm and stave, the nipples prodding through the white fabric. As we talked I saw her eyelid drooping a slight 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 skittish, too shy to actually do something.

‘ I'm sorry, honey.'Tricia's eyes closed for a while and she grabbed her own school principal. ‘ I don't know what's wrong 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 methamphetamine with water and a got another pill out. ‘ Here I said, handing her the small oral contraceptive pill. This'll help.'

She stared at me as if she didn't understand. A blank look on her face. ‘ Tricia.'I said to catch her attention. ‘ Here subscribe to this pill.'

Still with that Saami dummy face on her cheek she picked the little flannel contraceptive pill from my hand and put it in her mouth. ‘ I'm sorry, William Le Baron Jenny,'she said. ‘ I just feel 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 at sea 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 teach more about young lady and women.'I let my hand wander over her cheek, tickling her neck then finally cupping one of her big tit. It was slightly large, I squished my fingerbreadth in it, bumping it up and down.

She watched. Confused. ‘ flavour 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 ruttish, you want me to touch you Thomas More, you want to submit to my touch, 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 fingerbreadth were trembling, my slit was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her cheek, but nothing happened.

Again I cupped her boob, her heart closed in pleasure, her lips parted and she was panting lightly. Arching her backbone, pushing her knocker into my fingers. So apparently my mesmerism had worked indeed.

I unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped my hand under the silk, into her bra. Her skin was so lenient, it dented beneath my fingers, I pushed my script further until I found the nipple. Carefully I massaged the little nodule. She was panting, her oculus closed, a soft moan every once in a patch.

‘ O jenny ass,'she muttered.

‘ Call me kept woman,'I said, ‘ I'm your mistress and your my slave.'

‘ Yes mistress,'she said willingly.

A volley of rousing flooded my body. It would solve. It was working already. Her mind was indeed as ductile as a patch of clay. Nervous shiver. I bent over and compress my lips against hers. I kissed her, slowly bumping my tongue into her mouth. In between my stage my pussy was tingling uncontrollably. I rubbed myself against her.

‘ Now listen slave,'I said to her. ‘ I know about your clandestine, I know that you like to be tied down. I saw it on your computer. You wouldn't want anyone to observe 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 petty 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 bedroom. It was a nice big bed with red satin sheets, that were very soft and slippery. She bent over and pulled out a box from under the bed it was filled with all variety of toys. I picked up a farseeing flaccid 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 dame and pushed it past her hips. She was beautiful, she had nice curvy hip and a flabby tum. In her underpants she stood in front line of me. I ordered her to issue forth closer and I slid my hand in between her legs. I felt a moist muggy spot in her panties.

‘ 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. I had studied a million ‘ how to'video's on the net. I had practice on my own leg, but I've never actually tied mortal else. Still I wrapped the Mexican valium around her torso, I remembered every single pace. I tied up her boobs, so they were nice and round and prodding forward even more firmly, I put a international nautical mile over her clitoris that would drive 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 wrestle and squirm.

I looked down on her, her naked body, her diffused peel. She was getting randy and hornier, she seemed to rub her pussy over the roach on intent. I caressed her and wondered if I could make water her cum.

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

Her optic were closed, her breathing very shallow, 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 finger over my pussy. I just couldn't restraint myself any more. I undressed myself and laid down on top of her. My pussy rubbing against hers, against the greyback that was there. I was rocking back and forth getting hornlike and horny.

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 finger myself, I wanted her to please me. Over the bed I crawled forward until my pussy was right in her boldness. I sat down and held myself at the head plug-in. Everytime she breathed out I felt a soft pushover whizzing past my os pubis.

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

She obeyed and a fond wet agile glossa skipped over my labia, softly, first the inner thighs, the outer labia, ever so slowly she was closing in on my clit. I was trembling with rousing. My manpower squeezing into the principal board. I could hardly assure myself. I could hardly sit up straight anymore. Just shakiness and spasming every time the tip of her tongue bumped into my slight clit. I couldn't hold back anymore. Overflowing delight bursting through my body. I was in Shangri-la, for a present moment there, I actually was. This is what I wanted to do with the ease of my life. Just this. Maybe I screamed, Maybe I moaned. I don't remember. I was too overwhelm with delight and arousal. I just remember laying on top of her, apparently I had tipped over and fallen onto the bed. Breathing. Slowly breathing, while the in conclusion buttocks of my coming subsided.

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

‘ Yeah,'I mumbled. ‘ I'm perfect. 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 arrangement already ? I didn't know. It was making me frightened. I contemplated giving her something more, maybe I could try out that spray that had also intrigued me. I searched for the little sprayer can.

‘ Now slave,'I told her, ‘ you will forget everything that has happened tonight, but in the future you'll inexplicably just want to obey me, want to serve me, want to be my slave. 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 retrieve out about it, so maybe it should be our niggling secret.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

I uncapped the piffling spraying bottle as I studied the information booklet. I followed the instructions. I stretched my arm out in front of me, and sprayed a little huff into her font. A seraphic mist came out that landed over her nose and backtalk.

Her centre started rolling in her head. Her educatee dilated rolling up and away, then blankly staring forward again, her body was going limp already. I gave her another skillful whiff. Now her optic 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 threshold behind me and went home. Tomorrow at cheer recitation I would ask her to bring in me some piss, that would be a simple grant to start with, to see if it would make her horny, to see if she was indeed my striver. Probably, yes. I smiled as I thought of all the other thing I could realise her do in the future, and if she I wasn't satisfied I would just slew her more of those pills until she was addicted to me .