Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 13 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, torture]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​


. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​​ ​​ ​ ​

Chapter 13

It took less than a minute for the two boys to shackle her wrists and ankles to special boards on pivots. They fastened the separating chains to hooks on the boards, to cinch her tight to the bench. Joan found herself bound firm to the device. The soft, fur shackles lied about her comfort. They held her as sturdy as any iron equivalent.

“First, I’m going to cut off your dress.” Robert pulled a large pair of industrial shears from the wall.

“Please, Robert, you’ve ruined three of them already.”

“Hush, Mommy, you have to obey us now.”

“I-I’m sorry, Tommy.” Shame was never far away these days. Submission summoned it to her in a heartbeat. Her heart pounded with fear and anticipation. The blood it pumped rushed to her face.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 12 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​
by DiscipleN ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​​ ​​

Chapter 12

One day, weeks later than the boys had planned, their sawing and hammering in the cellar ended. A cold shiver shot through Joan, upon their sudden silence.

It was late. Peggy was probably pretending to study in her room, and her husband was entranced by the TV. Joan sat at the kitchen table reading the latest book club novel.

When the cellar door creaked open, Joan dropped her novel and shot up from her chair, aiming for the living room.

“Wait, Momma.” Robert called.

Years of being a proper mother, caused Joan to hesitate at her son’s voice.

“Come down here. We need you.”

“Certainly not!” She hissed. You’ve hurt me every time we’re alone!” She complained.

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Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 11 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​

by DiscipleN ​ ​ ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​
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Chapter 11

“Mom! Peggy’s in our room. We need to talk to you.” It was mid-week, an hour before the children were expected to go to bed.

Joan flinched whenever Robert’s voice sounded like a command. She took a deep breath. If Peggy was with him, he wouldn’t have a chance for mischief. She finished folding one of her husband’s polyester pants. Like them, he had proven drip-dry. She set it into the basket and made her way to the boys’ room.

“What’s this about, Brat?” Peggy gnawed on the end of a pencil. She had been in a rare mood to do homework, when Robert invited her to talk with Mom in his room. She couldn’t decide which would waste more of her precious, teen years.

“Gee, I thought I might help to get Mom off your back, and you insult me.” Robert frowned and filed her snotty rebuke in an account she would one day pay for.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 10 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​

by DiscipleN ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​

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Chapter 10

The following morning, Joan had woken early and showered. She was wrapping her damp body in a large, thick towel when Tommy stepped into the master bathroom and closed the door behind him. He was stark naked, one hand behind his back.

“Get on your knees, slut!”

“Tommy, you’re father is right outside, in bed!”

“Ah, he’s asleep. So you better be quiet.”

“I’m not going to my knees. Now get out of my way.” She moved to pass him. He grabbed the towel and tugged it off of her. Her soft tits bounced free, and her ass wobbled. Turning swiftly, his hidden hand reached behind her.

SNAP!

“OWW!” Joan yelped! Something sharp and narrow had struck her sore behind. Her naked tits flounced and her bare ass quivered.

“I said, get on your knees, Mommy.” Evil burned in Tommy’s eyes. He struck her hip, next. She saw the metal edged, wooden ruler in his hand.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 9 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​

Chapter 9

Robert told his mother to dress, while they ran to let their sister in. They stuck out their tongues after telling her, she was in trouble.

Peggy stormed in, ignoring her brother’s insults. The reason she ditched class was to meet a boy at the far end of the school grounds. He was a handsome jock who promised to make her feel good, but all he did was sniff her panties and tell her to suck his cock! She thought about biting it but marched away without a backward glance. Someday, she would find a boy who could realize her secret fantasy. Until then, she’d suffer grounding and extra chores. Her parents couldn’t stop her search for erotic satisfaction.

That night, her mother ripped into her, in front of her father, promising to send her to a boarding school! Peggy had never felt such malice from her mother. It was like her mother had taken anger pills. Her brothers sat quietly, somehow more content and righteous than ever. Being sent to bed without supper was a relief from their smug presences!

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 8 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​
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Chapter 8

Tommy grabbed his prick and fought its urge to leap into his mother’s spread slit. What if she was dry? He would have to make her wet, somehow. Licking her pussy, like Robert had, wasn’t his style. He tested her hairy vulva with the tip of his desperate cock. He found moisture there, but maybe not enough. Sliding it up and down he found her inner hole quickly. Fucking from behind must be easier than his brother’s way. Tommy grinned for being smarter. Again, he felt wetness in the resisting entrance to his mother’s womb. At that point, his cock and brain were so hot, he no longer cared. He bucked his prick into the damp hole.

His mother shouted with all her voice. “AAAAAAAA!!!!” It’s too dry, Tommy!” The prick lodged halfway in her cunt.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 7 [inc, M/ss, BDSM, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother,

by DiscipleN

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​


Chapter 7

Robert pinched the metal clamp open and pulled it off his mother’s inflamed clit. He felt no joy, but he refused to be denied by her. “I can’t fuck you when you’re flailing all over the place, Mom.”

“N-no. No, you c-can’t.” Joan whimpered, thankful for relief from that nightmare clamp.

“Are you going to resist me?”

“Please, I-I won’t, but not that. I can’t stop you. I’m begging, just begging you, to let me satisfy you any other way.”

Despite her incredible torture, Joan’s pride had managed to survive, however pitiful. Robert let go a breath of relief. Their mother would be useless if she became a mindless rag for their pleasure. His brother didn’t quite understand.

Tommy twisted the two clothespins on one of their mother’s nipples. “You stopped sucking me, Mommy.”

Joan yelped, but that once terrific pain paled, compared to her smashed clitoris. “I-I’m sorry, Tommy.” She turned her head back to her youngest son’s jutting cock and sucked it far into her throat. Her head bobbed dutifully.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 6 [inc, M/ss, BDSM, mdom, spank, rough, torture, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, by DiscipleN

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​

Chapter 6

“Are you going to cut her?” Tommy looked half eager and half worried.

“Maybe, if Mom doesn’t stop wriggling.” He aimed the knife at her crotch.

Joan looked down her naked torso. Robert’s weapon sent a chill down her spine. Was he serious? “Y-you wouldn’t!” The pain in her breast took a back seat to stainless steel terror.

“Who knows what we might do, Mom.” He slipped the blade under her panty’s stretch band and twisted. Its razor edge parted the band like it was paper. Robert wasn’t pussyfooting around. He thrust down her thigh, slicing open one side of the ruined garment. Her legs, each tied to a corner of the bed, made it hard to pull off Mother’s panties. Robert cut the whole panel free, with theatric flair.

“NO, Robert! You mustn’t! That’s my most private place.” Joan wailed. “Cover it up! I’m so ashamed. Pull my gown back. You can cut holes for my tits. You can suck on them, hurt them, even. Leave me some dignity!”

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 5 [inc, M/s, BDSM, water-sports, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother
[minor water-sports event]


Chapter 5

Robert sat frozen in disbelief. He’d seen his mother change from an unwilling victim to a bitch eager to suck cock. At least, that’s what it looked like! He didn’t know she just wanted to end her torture quickly. While watching his younger brother drive hard prick meat into their mother’s face, Robert got as hard as his brother! He bolted from the couch. “You really put it to her, Tommy. It’s my turn.”

“Yeah, she sucked better than any of those books ever said.” Tommy made room for his brother, despite the room spinning from his orgasm’s intensity. He hugged a wall to keep from stumbling. “Mom, I bet you even liked it.”

“I hated it!” Joan complained.

“Sure you did, Mom.” Robert stepped up to his kneeling mother. “I saw you go after Tommy’s dick, like a pro. You were born to suck cock, weren’t you?”

His mother worried if he told Robert the truth, that she just wanted to get over with it, he might punish her. “No, Robert. I swear. I just did what he told me.”

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 4 [inc, M/s, BDSM, water-sports, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . .

[warning: chapter 4 contains water sports. It’s the only chapter that goes into detail about it. Not really my thing, but it brings important continuity to Kathy Andrew’s original story.]

Chapter 4

“NO! I’ll never let you do that! Let me go. You’ve had your fun. I promise I won’t tell your father. You hurt me so much. I can hardly stand.” She wept profusely. “You mustn’t ever do to me, what you said, Robert.”

Tommy growled, “We can do anything we want, to you, Momma, forever and ever.”

“Just let me take a hot bath and forget this ever happened.” She sank to her knees, thankful to rest them on the cups of her fallen bra. The sleeves of her blue dress draped from her waist like defeated sock puppets.

“Heh,” Tommy added, “We don’t have to take baths tonight!”

Robert’s softening dick reminded him of the other thing. He scratched the back of his neck. “I didn’t think of that.”

“Yeah!” Tommy cheered.