Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 14 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​
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. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​​ ​​ ​ ​
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Chapter 14

The months passed. Joan resisted her sons’ evil attacks only when it was too dangerous, but some dangers were too compelling to resist. The nightmare of that first time she hung in chains had never been repeated, but Robert and Tommy often used her cruelly. Many times, they simple fucked their mostly obedient mother, in whatever hole or holes they wanted at the time. They might even hug and kiss her. Such kindnesses never meant they would not stripe her ass with welts or smash her sensitive tissues with sharp clamps, the next time. Occasionally, when the car was available, they made her drive out to dark places where they would use and abuse her.

Joan wore a scarf around her head, to avoid being recognized, not that she knew anyone so low as to visit a nasty place like this. Robert and Tommy had told her the sex shop was known for it special goods. They made her escort them.

The clerk pulled a dank cigar butt from his mouth and stabbed it into a metal tray shaped like a cunt. “Boys, you’re too young to come in here.”

“We have our Mom’s permission.” Tommy stuck out his tongue at the burly, coarse shaven guy. Robert simply pointed at their mother.

“That true?” The clerk’s eyes suddenly sparkled. “Them your sons, Ma-am?”

Joan had to clear her throat. The man’s attention made her face burn with shame. “Y-yes. I-I don’t want them to grow up ignorant.” She tried. The boy’s had coached her.

The clerk reckoned, this woman’s sons were far less embarrassed to be here, than she. He grinned at the thought. “Can I help you find something?” Hidden by her scarf and long coat, it was erotic to imagine she was a hot dame in disguise. He would have been shocked by how hot she really was.

“Oh-oh, no!” She squeaked. “I know what I, uh, need.” It was almost as if the fire in her loins spoke for her. She shuffled to a corner of the shop where she couldn’t see the clerk. Her boy’s followed.

“Good job, Mom.” Robert told her.

Tommy didn’t say anything. He reached into the folds of her long coat and grabbed her naked tits within. His hands pressed the sharp clothes pins biting into her nipples. His mother yelped behind clenched lips.

Robert whispered into her ear, and she bent over in the narrow aisle, presenting her ass to him. He flipped up the end of her coat and opened his pants. Tommy caught his mother’s hair in his hands and pulled her head to his crotch, while his other hand unzipped his shorts.

Joan accepted two hard cocks into her body, one thick, one slightly longer but thinner. They fucked their danger infused pricks in and out, bringing their mother short, intense climaxes. The situation demanded their balls to unload as quickly as possible! Robert and Tommy shot bolts of hot cum up her cunt and down her throat. She sucked and swallowed and orgasmed from the prick shooting fire into her loins.

The clerk was about to investigate the woman and her sons, when they appeared with several cartons from the racks. Her sons had told her what to buy. Joan couldn’t help but blush when the man picked up each item, searched it for a price, and rung it up on the register.

The first was the least expensive, two pairs of handcuffs which could also bind ankles. Individually twice their cost, the clerk punched in the price for two identical dildos shaped like a penis larger than any man had a right to own.

When Tommy plucked the painful looking things from the rack, Joan asked, “Why two?”

“You never know.” Was all he said.

Finally, the clerk rang up six of the most painful looking crops and whips. Just what was this woman teaching her sons?

It occurred to him that perhaps the boys were teaching their mother, but that was certainly an insane fantasy! Before he punched for the total, the older looking boy slapped a handfull of dirty books on the counter. “How much for these, he asked?”

“I had to lower the price to a dollar each. They don’t sell very well. That shelf has the last of my stock of actual books. Most men are buying the glossy photo magazines, these days, and the feds are putting the squeeze on smut publishers, especially those who sell stories about kids.” The clerk caught the mother looking shocked at what her son had added to her purchase.

“We’ll take them all.” She told him. Five minutes later, after paying cash, the odd woman and her grinning sons, left the clerk to figure out what the hell just happened.

His mind flipped through possibilities until his imagination got the best of him. He turned around the OPEN sign and locked the door. Then he pulled out his handful of dick and started jerking!

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The boys used the first of their goodies, upon returning home and taking her into the main bathroom.

“It won’t hurt as much if you’d just relax, Momma.” Robert advised.

“You should have used more lube.”

“You’ll like it better, this way.” Tommy assured her.

“I don’t. It’s too big! Anyway, how will I hide it from your father?”

“You’ll figure out a way. You’ve always been the smart one in the family.”

The boys had to use their combined strength to force the barely lubricated, titan of a cock dildo, up her sore ass. There was no way the other one would fit up her cunt at the same time. Fortunately, they hadn’t opened the second package. Again she asked, “Why did you buy two?” Her voice echoed around the bathroom’s walls. She hoped not loud enough to alert her husband or Peggy. The latter had become more settled, after saying she had a boyfriend.

“You never know.” Robert gave the same answer his brother had, earlier that evening. A few days ago, when their sister announced her boyfriend, the boys felt, any boy their sister picked should be approved by them! That’s what they agreed in private.

It was about time to show Peggy who really ran things in the Collinsfield household. But they would have to wait, until their mother was utterly and completely their slave. They had made great progress in a year, but she wasn’t quite yet their perfect slut.

Finally, the massive and massively painful intruder was fitted up their mother’s ass until the flange locked it in place.

“Oooohhhh, take it out, I can’t handle it. Use smaller ones to train that hole, if you must.”

“You can’t tell us what to do.” Tommy growled.

“You have to obey.” Robert lectured. “But you’ve been really good today, buying this stuff and those books, and now for owning your ass when we want to use it. I think you deserve a reward.”

Tommy shrugged, agreeing. “What do you want, Mommy?”

Their mother’s face grew bright crimson. I’ve been thinking about something for a while now. She retreated into the shower bath and asked. “Do either of you have to pee?”

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The End

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