Megan's Mom

I waited money box my parents finally left the house. My mom was adjusting my dad's tie and applying mascara and searching her pocketbook. I pretended to focus on my homework, I bent over my books and read the assignment again while underlining some of the news in my notebook. They were finally fix 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 determine 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 board. I slammed my Book close and went snooping into my pa position. He was a rep for a pharmaceutic caller. I had heard him talk about it with my mom, he was supposed to raise and sell this new drug, it was a regular downer like Xanax or Prozac or something, but as a side effect the affected role would become very malleable and highly susceptible. It's like mind-control, my Father of the Church had said angrily, it's unethical, I don't want to sell that crap.

I didn't care about the moral philosophy of it all. I was just blinded by the word ‘ Mind Control.'For month 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 computer, and it got my idea running. No one knew, just me. I wanted to try bdsm and kink so badly.

I opened the drawers of my founding father's desk and found an array of medicinal drug. I didn't know which one was which. There was a spray, a powder, a drunkenness, a bunch of pills. I grabbed some of everything and stuffed it in my pocket.

I got in the car and went over to Megan's house. Her mother opened the room access, she was wearing a saturnine pencil skirt with a silk blouse.

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

I suppressed the nerve impulse to say that I already knew that. ‘ fountainhead maybe you can help me, miss Abberdeen,'I said innocently. ‘ I just need someone to talk to.'

She wrapped her arm around me and pulled me in. She smelled nice, a sassy flowery essence. ‘ O please lamb, call up me Tricia,'she said. ‘ What's haywire ?'

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

‘ I'll pull in it,'I said as I went into the kitchen. While I boiled the H2O I looked through the medicinal drug in my pocket. I skimmed over the information leaflets and side of meat effects, until I found the one I was looking for, although the spray could also be interesting to experiment with later this eventide.

I crushed the piffling contraceptive pill under a spoon and mixed it in with her tea, then I put the cup in strawman 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 sedated pliable tool, it made me horny. I felt my cunt throb and crossed my stage.

‘ spillway the edible bean,'she said. ‘ Tell me what's incorrectly, sweety.'

I made up a history about boy, an advise interrogation. She listened carefully. I kept watching her dumbbell behind the silk blouse, they were just so business firm and round, 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 self-aggrandising effect if I waited some more ? I kept on talking, too nervous, too shy to actually do something.

‘ I'm sorry, honey.'Tricia's eye closed for a piece and she grabbed her own head. ‘ I don't know what's incorrectly with me. I just feel so woozy all of a sudden. I can't seem to concentrate. 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 pill out. ‘ Here I said, handing her the lilliputian pill. This'll help.'

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

Still with that Saame clean look on her face she picked the niggling livid tab from my helping hand and put it in her mouthpiece. ‘ I'm sorry, Jenny,'she said. ‘ I just find so Weird all of a sudden. I just don't know ... I don't ... I ...'She sank back into the couch.

I snuggled up future to her and stroke her hairsbreadth. ‘ That doesn't thing miss Abberdeen.'

‘ I just feel like … I don't know … I feel confounded 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 boys, but actually I wanted to learn to a greater extent about girls and women.'I let my paw wander over her face, tickling her neck 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. ‘ feel nice,'she mumbled. ‘ But are you say to do that ?'

‘ Yes I am,'I said confidently.

She nodded.

‘ As a matter of fact. It makes you very very steamy, you want me to touch you more than, you want to reconcile to my touch, submit to my wishes.'My centre was pounding in my throat. I didn't know if it would work, but I certainly hoped so. My fingers were trembling, my kitty was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her face, but nothing happened.

Again I cupped her booby, her eyes closed in pleasure, her lips parted and she was panting lightly. Arching her spine, pushing her boob into my finger. 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 diffused, it dented beneath my fingers, I pushed my manus further until I found the teat. Carefully I massaged the fiddling nodule. She was panting, her eyes closed, a soft groan every once in a patch.

‘ O Jenny,'she muttered.

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

‘ Yes mistress,'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 firearm of Lucius Clay. Nervous quiver. I bent over and pressed my lips against hers. I kissed her, slowly bumping my tongue into her mouthpiece. In between my pegleg my cunt was tingling uncontrollably. I rubbed myself against her.

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

‘ No, schoolmarm,'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 recite me, where do you keep your rophy ?'

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 sheet of paper, that were very lenient and slippery. She bent over and pulled out a box from under the bed it was filled with all variety of toy. I picked up a long 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 skirt and pushed it past her hip. She was beautiful, she had nice voluptuous rosehip and a soft corporation. In her underpants she stood in front of me. I ordered her to come closer and I slid my paw in between her legs. I felt a damp muggy point in her panties.

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

‘ I am, mistress,'she said.

I grabbed the Mexican valium tighter. I had never done this for real. I had studied a million ‘ how to'video's on the internet. I had drill on my own leg, but I've never actually tied someone else. Still I wrapped the roach around her torso, I remembered every one dance step. I tied up her tit, so they were gracious and round and prodding forward even more firmly, I put a greyback 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 helpless and unable to go anywhere or do anything, she could only wriggle and twist.

I looked down on her, her naked body, her soft skin. She was getting corneous and hornier, she seemed to rub her snatch over the R-2 on role. I caressed her and wondered if I could form her cum.

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

Her eyes were close up, her breathing very shallow, she was all tensed up.

‘ Now cum for me slave,'I ordered.

Her organic structure started rocking. She was moaning loudly, her back arching. I just looked at her consistence in awe. I rubbed my digit 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 gnarl that was there. I was rocking back and Forth getting corneous and steamy.

I pushed my finger 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 delight me. Over the bed I crawled forward until my pussy was aright in her face. I sat down and held myself at the head board. Everytime she breathed out I felt a indulgent breeze whizzing past my pubis.

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

She obeyed and a warm 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 rousing. My hands squeezing into the header board. I could hardly control myself. I could hardly sit up straight anymore. Just quivering and spasming every sentence the tip of her lingua bumped into my little button. I couldn't hold back anymore. Overflowing pleasure bursting through my body. I was in Eden, for a moment there, I actually was. This is what I wanted to do with the rest period of my life. Just this. Maybe I screamed, Maybe I moaned. I don't remember. I was too overwhelmed with delight and arousal. I just think back laying on top of her, apparently I had tipped over and fallen onto the bed. Breathing. Slowly breathing, while the last tail end of my climax subsided.

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

‘ Yeah,'I mumbled. ‘ I'm perfect. 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 atomiser can.

‘ Now slave,'I told her, ‘ you will forget everything that has happened tonight, but in the time to come you'll inexplicably just want 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 detect out about it, so maybe it should be our minuscule secret.'

‘ Yes mistress.'

I uncapped the little nebuliser nursing bottle as I studied the data leaflet. I followed the instructions. I stretched my arm out in front of me, and sprayed a footling huff into her face. A sweet mist came out that landed over her scent and mouthpiece.

Her eyes started rolling in her head. Her educatee dilated rolling up and away, then blankly staring forward again, her eubstance was going wilted already. I gave her another good whiff. Now her eyes 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 room access behind me and went home. Tomorrow at cheer practice I would ask her to bring me some water, that would be a childlike assignment to get going 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 things I could make her do in the time to come, and if she I wasn't satisfied I would just dislocate her more of those pills until she was addicted to me .