Megan's Mom

I waited till my parents finally left the sign. My mom was adjusting my dad's tie and applying mascara and searching her bag. I pretended to focus on my preparation, I bent over my books and read the designation again while underlining some of the quarrel in my notebook computer. They were finally ready to go. My mom was telling me to be heedful 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 here and now I heard the car start and drive away I jumped up from the table. I slammed my script close and went snooping into my dada place. He was a rep for a pharmaceutical companionship. 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 Sarafem or something, but as a face effect the patient would become very malleable and highly susceptible. It's like mind-control, my begetter had said angrily, it's unethical, I don't want to betray that crap.

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 bows back when they fell off. By accident I'd discovered she was into bdsm and kink, I saw it on her computing machine, and it got my mind running. No one knew, just me. I wanted to try bdsm and curve so badly.

I opened the pants of my sire's desk and found an array of medicinal drug. I didn't know which one was which. There was a spray, a pulverisation, a drinking, a gang 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 female parent opened the door, she was wearing a shadow pencil bird with a silk blouse.

‘ jenny ass ? What are you doing here ?'she asked in a fond and caring vocalisation. ‘ Megan isn't home right now.'

I suppressed the caprice to say that I already knew that. ‘ Well maybe you can serve me, miss Abberdeen,'I said innocently. ‘ I just need person to spill to.'

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

We went inside the planetary house. She invited me to sit on the sofa and offered to defecate me some tea.

‘ I'll realize it,'I said as I went into the kitchen. While I boiled the water I looked through the medicinal drug in my pocket. I skimmed over the selective information cusp and face gist, until I found the one I was looking for, although the nebulizer could also be interesting to experiment with later this eve.

I crushed the little pill 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 gold colored tea slipping into her backtalk, knowing that it would make her a tranquilize malleable puppet, it made me horny. I felt my pussy throbbing and crossed my leg.

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

I made up a account about boy, an advise question. She listened carefully. I kept watching her boobs behind the silk blouse, they were just so steadfast and round, the nipples prodding through the T. H. White material. As we talked I saw her eyelid drooping a little bit, her speech got a small 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 while and she grabbed her own straits. ‘ I don't know what's wrong with me. I just experience 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 body of water and a got another lozenge out. ‘ Here I said, handing her the little pill. This'll help.'

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

Still with that same blank look on her boldness she picked the trivial egg white lozenge from my hand and put it in her sass. ‘ I'm sorry, 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 sofa.

I snuggled up following to her and stroke her haircloth. ‘ That doesn't issue 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 ?'

‘ wellspring you gave me a lot of advise on boy, but actually I wanted to check more about girls and women.'I let my hand wander over her impudence, tickling her cervix then finally cupping one of her big breasts. It was slightly heavily, 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 aroused, you want me to pertain you Thomas More, you want to submit to my touching, submit to my wishes.'My spirit was pounding in my pharynx. I didn't know if it would work, but I certainly hoped so. My finger's breadth were trembling, my pussy was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her face, but nothing happened.

Again I cupped her boob, her heart closed in pleasure, her sassing parted and she was panting lightly. Arching her back, pushing her boob into my finger's breadth. So apparently my suggestions 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 fingers, I pushed my bridge player further until I found the nipple. Carefully I massaged the little nodule. She was panting, her eyes closed, a mild groan every once in a while.

‘ O Jenny,'she muttered.

‘ phone call me mistress,'I said, ‘ I'm your schoolma'am and your my slave.'

‘ Yes schoolma'am,'she said willingly.

A burst of arousal flooded my torso. It would work. It was working already. Her psyche was indeed as malleable as a art object of clay. Nervous shudder. I bent over and pressed my backtalk against hers. I kissed her, slowly bumping my tongue into her oral fissure. In between my legs my twat was tingling uncontrollably. I rubbed myself against her.

‘ Now listen slave,'I said to her. ‘ I know about your secret, I know that you like to be tied down. I saw it on your computer. You wouldn't want anyone to retrieve 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 slight slave.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

‘ So tell me, where do you keep your rope ?'

She said she would point it to me and I followed her to the bedroom. It was a nice big bed with red satin sheet, 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 long sonant 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 shoulder joint, she unzipped the pencil skirt and pushed it past her hips. She was beautiful, she had nice curvy hips and a delicate breadbasket. In her underpants she stood in front of me. I ordered her to come up closer and I slid my hand in between her leg. I felt a mute muggy touch in her pantie.

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

‘ I am, mistress,'she said.

I grabbed the forget me drug tighter. I had never done this for really. I had studied a million ‘ how to'video recording's on the internet. I had practices on my own leg, but I've never actually tied somebody else. Still I wrapped the rope around her torso, I remembered every undivided step. I tied up her boobs, so they were dainty and stave and prodding forward even more firmly, I put a knot 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 lost and unable to go anywhere or do anything, she could only wriggle and squirm.

I looked down on her, her naked body, her soft cutis. She was getting ruttish and horny, she seemed to rub her pussy over the rope on function. I caressed her and wondered if I could get her cum.

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

Her oculus 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 cunt. I just couldn't control myself any more. I undressed myself and laid down on top of her. My puss rubbing against hers, against the knot that was there. I was rocking back and Forth River getting turned on and hornier.

I pushed my fingerbreadth into myself. Moist and wet, but then I changed my mind. I had fingered myself a thousand metre, I didn't want to thumb myself, I wanted her to please me. Over the bed I crawled forward until my twat was right in her face. I sat down and held myself at the head panel. Everytime she breathed out I felt a easygoing breeze whizzing past my pubis.

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

She obeyed and a affectionate wet agile tongue 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 arousal. My manus squeezing into the head board. I could hardly insure myself. I could hardly sit up straight anymore. Just shaking and spasming every time the tip of her clapper 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 remainder of my animation. Just this. Maybe I screamed, Maybe I moaned. I don't remember. I was too whelm with pleasance and stimulation. I just remember laying on top of her, apparently I had tipped over and fallen onto the bed. breathing. Slowly respiration, while the last butt of my climax subsided.

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

‘ Yeah,'I mumbled. ‘ I'm perfect tense. 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 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 spraying 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 hard worker. 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 short secret.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

I uncapped the piffling nebulizer bottleful as I studied the entropy leaflet. I followed the instructions. I stretched my arm out in front end of me, and sprayed a picayune huff into her typeface. A angelical mist came out that landed over her nose and backtalk.

Her eyes started rolling in her head. Her pupils dilated rolling up and away, then blankly staring forward again, her consistence was going limp already. I gave her another thoroughly whiff. Now her eyes closed completely and her mind slumped to the side.

I untied her and removed all evidence that I had been there. Slowly I closed the doorway behind me and went home. Tomorrow at cheer practice I would ask her to play me some H2O, that would be a simple designation to start with, to see if it would make her horny, to see if she was indeed my hard worker. Probably, yes. I smiled as I thought of all the other things I could wee her do in the hereafter, and if she I wasn't satisfied I would just slip her to a greater extent of those tablet until she was addicted to me .