By: fdomfet
CHAPTER 1
“Mom you can’t be serious?!” I yelled in disbelief.
“Oh I’m serious alright, the school called, apparently you flunked all your exams, and with the scores you’ve gotten there no way you’re getting into any college at all,” She yelled back to.
Shit I never expected the school to actually call her.
“Yeah but a babysitter what good will that do?” I asked.
“Since your dad left a few years ago and I’ve been working two jobs I haven’t been able to keep an eye on you. So even if I grounded you, you would just sneak out. With a babysitter at least I’ll have someone keeping tabs on you.” She said angrily, “You should be apologizing to me, I’m the one whose gonna have to pay her, and things are already tight as it is!”
“Fine I’m sorry, look I’ll take over the exams in summer, okay, and I’ll pass.” I said trying to plead my case.
“Yes you will, but your friends are too much of distraction, Mrs. Edwards told me your grades plummeted the same time you started hanging out with them and if you don’t pass I’m sending you to live with your father, and you know how strict and controlling he can be,” She said.
“What?! No way, you wouldn’t?” I said shocked that she was considering this.
“Oh I would, I’ve been slaving away for the last two years trying to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table and you’ve been playing video games and hanging out with your friends, drinking and smoking! And failing your exams. This is your last chance… Oh! That must be her now,” My mom said as the doorbell rang.
“Oh hi, Tamara it’s nice to see you again!” My mom said.
“Oh same here Mrs. Riley,” Tamara said.
“Oh non sense call me Samantha,” My mom said.
Hmm that voice sounded familiar, I was sure I knew it somewhere, I walked out into the hall and I was horrified.
“Oh Adam come here and meet your new babysitter Tamara,” My mom said.
“Oh if I can call you Samantha then you can call me Tammy,” She insisted.
“Well Tammy this is Adam,” She said smiling.
I was lost for words, my face became red and I was beginning to sweat.
“Oh I know you,” Tammy said, “You went to Crescent High too right? You were a few years younger than me if I remember correctly?” Tammy asked.
“Umm….. uh… Yeah I did,” I said lost for words.
“Well that’s great this should make things easier, since Adam was embarrassed about having a babysitter at 18!” My mom said laughing.
“Oh I know what it’s like to be embarrassed, peopled loved to make fun of the chubby girl,” Tammy said, “So we’ll get along fine, there nothing to be embarrassed about Adam.”
“Aww isn’t Tammy the best, we’ve got to thank our lucky stars’, babysitters don’t come cheap anymore and Tammy was so sweet to give a great price once she heard our situation,” My mom said.
“Yeah… that was really nice of her…” I said as my heart beat out of my chest.
“Well my shift in the hospital stars soon, Tammy keep an eye on him please, if he steps a foot out of this house or is rude to you in anyway, just let me know! Behavior yourself Adam! And study please!” My mom said before she left.
“Uh… Umm… Tammy I’m really sorry about what we did to you at your graduation, I swear I always regretted it. It was Mike and Randy who told me to do it! Anyway that was a long time ago right, so we can just move on?” I said trying to avoid any drama with her.
“Oh you mean when you threw a bucket of manure on me as I walked on stage to collect my diploma and take my picture? When the entire school laughed at me? And I had to run away in heels making me trip and the entire school got a glimpse of my panties? Is that what you’re talking about?” She asked as she inched closer to me.
“Yeah I never meant for any of that to happen, I wish I could go back and fix it, I really do.” I said as I backed away.
“Well I think it’s only right for you to get a taste of your own medicine, then we can call it even how about that?” She said menacingly.
“My… my own medicine?” I asked nervously.
“Yup,” She said before she leaped on my knocked me to the floor.
“What are you doing?” I said shouting.
“Just stop struggling, and you’ll find out,” She said as she sat on my chest and started looking for something in her bag pack.
“Right here we got,” I hear her say before I felt my feet being wrapped together in duck tape.
I tried to fight back but she was too strong and heavy I couldn’t move an inch with her on top of me.
“Aww wow you’re even weaker than I imagined, I mean I know you’re super short and scrawny but I thought you would put up a better fight.” She said taunting me.
I had basically been mummified my arms, hands, legs and feet all bonded together with duck tape.
“Now we can begin.” She said.
“Wait what are you doing?” I asked as I felt her hand digging in my pocked.
“Here we go,” Tammy said as she had my phone in her hand. “Now let’s see here…” She said before using my face to unlock it. “Well that was easy,” She laughed.
“I’ve imagined this moment for years, so don’t rush me, I’m going to make this hurt in more ways than one.” Tammy said.
I begged and pleaded with her to stop but she had no remorse. She just continued going through all the private info on my phone while I was wrapped up on the floor.
“Hmm interesting, who is Cindy? It seems like you really like her?” She said.
Immediately I started to blush then out of nowhere Tamara came face to face with me and kissed me on the lips.
Since confused, I asked, “What was that for I thought you hated me?” I asked.
“Oh I do, but now I can send Cindy a pic of me and you kissing, do you think she would like that?” Tammy asked.
“No please I’ll do anything just don’t send it,” I begged.
“Fine I’m not a monster, I won’t do that, but let’s have some fun! Why don’t we take some selfies?” She asked before lying next to make posing for pictures.
I tried to look happy to keep her for getting upset and sending Cindy the picture but I had no idea where this was going.
“Nice, now for round two,” She said as she began pulling down her sweat and pants and then her panties and eventually all her clothing. I couldn’t help but get aroused, sure she was pretty overweight but I was a virgin and I had never even seen a girl naked before. I was becoming extremely turned on.
“Yup this will work nicely,” She said as she picked up my body like it was a ragdoll, then she sat on the couch, now I need your head to fit right here!” She said, “Oh and sorry if my scent is a bit strong I didn’t shower in a while!”
Most of my body on the floor with only my upper body leaning on the front of the couch with my face buried in her wet pussy. The smell was strong, it was musky and sweaty with a smell of well, pee, I never thought a vagina would smell like this! I thought to myself as I tried to get my face away for her.
“Hmm you seemed pretty excited, don’t lie to yourself, you love this smell don’t you?” She asked before she grabbed the back of my head and buried it into her mound.
“Oh.. Oh…. Adam that feels so good!!! Keep licking this pussy you love so much! Uhhh” Tamara moaned.
I wasn’t doing anything except trying to move my face, but she was so strong I just couldn’t budge, then all of a sudden I felt her pull my face up.
“Oh yeah Adam, your face is covered with my juices,” She said. I could finally breath I took a second to catch my breath and look up, that’s when I saw the phone in front my face.
“That will do nicely!” Tamara said before she pushed me back to the ground.
“Now… I’ve sent myself all your friends contact info including Cindy, so at any time I can send this to them, remember that! And no one would have a clue you were tied up! Imagine if they saw that little video!” Tamara threatened.
“How could I be so stupid! Why couldn’t I have just been stronger a fought back!” I thought to myself… “Fine you win,” I said defeated, “What do you want?”
“Well I just want you to do what I say when I say it. But I need some more incriminating evidence to hold over your head.” She said as she walked over my body and positioned her ass and pussy over me, then I saw her as grow closer and closer to me as she squatted down.
Her ass cheeks, peeled apart as she squatted down and spread them. Her asshole, was dark, stained, and the smell emanating for her hole was horrendous. I couldn’t barely breathe without wanting to gag.
“Sorry if it’s a little bit dirty!” She said before she started to grind her filthy hole up and down my helpless face.
“Oh you love when I grind my shithole on your face don’t you?” She asked.
“I said! You love when I grind my shithole on your face don’t you!” She reiterated.
“HmmHmm I do! I do!” I said hoping to end the assault on my face.
“Oh your face looks all stinky now!” She said lifting herself off so I could see she was taking another video.
“Okay just cooperate with me for one more and then I promise I’ll stop for today.” She said.
“For today?” I asked myself. “What do you want?”
“When I tell you to sniff I want you to take a deep loud breath okay? If you do that I’ll stop.” She said.
“Fine anything to get this over with.” I said.
I saw her holding the camera up taking a video from the front camera, all I could see in it were my eyes and her ass covering the rest of my face.
“Okay I’m going to count to three then I want you to sniff okay…. One…. Two…. Three… Sniff!” She said.
Brrrruppptptprrrrsspppprrruuuptptt
I took a loud deep breath as fast as I could when simultaneously I was blasted by a wet bubbly fart straight to my face.
“Oops that one felt pretty wet, but I know those are your favorite farts to sniff up!” She said while smothering me so I couldn’t say a word.
Once she got up she looked down to see her handy work, my face was filthy and that last fart was definitely wet and the stench was now directly on my nose.
*Snap* that’s a great one for the blackmail.
“Okay I’m done with you for today,” She said.
“Wait aren’t you going to let me go?” I asked.
“No... I think you can marinade in my scent a bit longer, plus I’ve got something I have to do, don’t worry I won’t take long,” She said before I heard her going up the stairs.
“What was she doing?” I thought to myself.
She’d better not take too long, because my mom would be home in a couple hours. If she found me like this, it would be humiliating but at least she would catch Tamara.
After what felt like hours she came back and untied me.
“You better go and shower you face smells like ass, and your mom should be home in about 15 minutes,” Tamara said.
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The next day Tamara came early to make lunch for my mom so she could save some money instead of buying fast food.
“Tamara you really are a godsend; you don’t have you do this you know? You’re barely charging me to babysit.” Mom said.
“Non-sense, I really feel like my true calling is helping people, and you’re such a good hardworking person, you deserve this!” Tamara said.
When mom left Tamara changed completely and began showing her true colors.
“Well time to continue where we left off, strip!” Tamara announced.
“Wait what?” I asked.
“I said strip! Or would you like Cindy and your friends to see you taking a wet fart to the face?” She threatened.
Nervous but knowing I couldn’t let those humiliating pics out I complied.
“Hahahahahaha what?! Is that your cock?” She asked, “I’ve never seen one so tiny!”
“My dick is average okay I measured it and everything!” I said furious.
“Really and how big was is then?” She asked.
“Four and a half inches… hard!” I said defending myself.
“Wow who told you that was average?” She asked, “Trust me that’s tiny, you’d be better off hiding that from Cindy, poor girl would probably die from laughter!” She said still giggling.
“Anyway get changed and start cleaning up the house!” She said holding up a maid outfit.
“No way I’m not putting that on!” I said defiantly.
“Okay that’s fine, I’ll just tell your mom how rude you were and send sweet Cindy the pictures of you going down on me.” She said as she pulled out her phone.
“Okay okay! I’ll put it on!” I said humiliated.
Aww aren’t you cute, my very own French maid! That skirt sure is short though, I can even see your tiny butt cheeks.
“Well you can start with the dishes and then the laundry, then you can vacuum the floors and clean all the toilets in the house.”
Knowing there was nothing I could do I followed her orders and cleaned the house as thoroughly as I could, all while she snacked on junk food and drank beer.
“Okay I did the dishes, my laundry and vacuumed the house. I’ll go clean the toilets now.” I told her.
“Wait what about your mom’s laundry?” She asked.
“I’m not going to do her laundry!” I protested.
“Fine but then I’ll send Cindy the pic of us kissing,” She said.
“Okay fine I’ll do her laundry,” I said.
“Good and make sure to hand wash her delicates, you know what those are right? Her panties and bras!” She said.
I felt disgusted but I agreed.
I didn’t want to even look at them much less touch them, but of course I had to wash them properly, but what I saw completely shocked me… Her panties were disgusting, they smelled musky and like pee, sweat and shit. I couldn’t help but take a closer look. That’s when I saw that they were full of skid marks and all discolored.
Eww, this is disgusting, didn’t she know how to wipe her ass properly?! I asked myself.
I did it as quickly as I could, using ten times the amount of detergent as normal. When I was finished I washed my hands about five times before I scrubbed my toilet bowl clean and moved on to my mom’s.
“Oh almost finished already? It would be a shame for me to go soil your nice clean toilet so it’s best I use this one.” Tamara said.
“Fine,” I said walking out of the room, angry that I had to clean that toilet after she used it.
“Where are you going?” She asked.
“Outside so you can use the toilet,” I said.
“Oh no I want you right here for this,” She said.
“You can’t be serious?” I asked.
“Oh I most certainly am,” She said, jiggling her phone that was in her right hand.
“That’s what I thought. Now kneel right in front of me,” she said as she pulled down her pants and panties and sat on the toilet.
Seeing her undress caused me to get a serious hard on and in my maid costume she could see it clearly.
“Aww how adorable your tiny baby cock is excited to see me?” She asked.
“Why are you doing this? I told you I was sorry?” I said feeling humiliated.
“You weren’t humiliated in front of hundreds of people so you will never understand.” She said, “Now kneel!”
Feeling guilty and trapped I knelt in front of her. She scooted back on the toilet seat making space before she grabbed my head and pushed it into the bowl.
“Now I’ve got some really bad farts from all the beer I’ve been drinking so I hope you’re ready!” She said.
I tried my hardest to pull my head out but she was far stronger than I was.
*Brapppp*
*Prurrrpppprrppppppt*
*Ppppppffttt*
*Whoooff*
I was then bombarded with farts, loud farts, quiet farts, dry ones and ones so wet I could hear splattering noises. The air in the toilet quickly became thick and humid with her rancid scent.
I coughed and gagged trying not to breathe in it but I had no choice. The smell was enough to make my eyes water.
Then I felt her warm hand start to massage my cock, I was fully soft as this point but within a few seconds I became rock hard. This was the first time a girl had ever even touched my cock before, and it felt amazing. I felt her remove her hand and spit on it before moving it back to my cock.
Now it felt so good, I could barely control myself. I tried signaling her that I would cum if she kept going and luckily she got the message because she slowed down her pace considerably.
I was so torn, on one hand I never felt pleasure like this in my life, on the other I had never smelled anything so bad or felt this humiliated either. Soon I felt warm liquid splash on my head as she began to pee.
“Oh it’s definitely coming now!” She shouted, grunting before she started to stroke my cock more vigorously than before.
“Stop,” I tried to yell, warning her that I was going to cum but she ignored me and continued.
Then in a matter of seconds a massive turd slowly started exciting her bowels.
“Stop! Stop!” I screamed, as I was about to cum, not wanting to finish like this. But it was too late, I had just begun to finish when, out of nowhere she moved her hand, my orgasm was completely ruined.
The smell had gotten in worst, and soon her giant shit dropped in the water beneath causing the dirty water to splash in my face, while mu cum was still dribbling out on to the floor.
“Yuck…” I said spitting and coughing as some water found its way in my mouth.
Then she got up and and all I saw were flashes of light as I lifted my head from that disgusting toilet.
“Aww more mementos of all our fun together!” She said giggling with her phone camera pointing at me.
“Wow my shit really did a number on that toilet! At least it was a pretty solid one so no need to wipe.” She said smiling before pulling up her pants, “Well what are you waiting for? Start cleaning! And that includes the mess you made on the floor!” Tamara said before leaving.
A half hour later I was finished.
“Fine I’m finished,” I said after cleaning my mom’s toilet.
“And did you fold all the clothes?” Tamara asked.
“Yes…” I said exhausted.
“Great, now go shower before your mom gets back. Then come down here and you can eat and start studying.” She ordered. “I want your mom to know what a good job I’m doing.” She said grinning.
While I was showering I could hear Tamara up and down, going from one room to the other. I had no idea what she was up to but I tried to shower fast so I could find out. I wanted to jerk off and cum properly but I had to know what she was doing.
“What are you doing in my room?” I asked her as I went to change.
“Nothing… Anyway change fast your mom will be here soon!” She said as she sat on the bed.
Knowing she wasn’t going to leave I went into the closet to find some underwear when I saw all my underwear were gone! Instead it was filled with lacey colorful panties.
“What did you do?” I asked horrified.
“Nothing I just thought since your cock it so small it would fit more comfortably in something more suited to a clit,” She said laughing.
“Well we don’t have all day?” She said.
“You know what… I don’t even care,” I said as I put on the women underwear under my regular clothes. There were surprisingly soft and comfortable but I dare not ever admit that to anyone.
A half hour later I was studying on the kitchen table when my mom got home.
“Oh my god what happened to this place? It looks so clean, it’s like new!” My mom said in amazement.
“Yup I cl…” I began saying before I was interrupted by Tamara.
“I cleaned the entire house for you! Vacuumed, moped, dusted, and did the dishes,” Tamara said.
“Wow you didn’t have to do that; no one has ever done anything like this for me… I don’t know what to say...” My mom said to Tamara, looking like she was almost brought to tears.
“Aww it was nothing, it’s the least I could do for someone as hard working as you. But I can’t take all the credit.” She said.
Finally, I was getting my recognition, I thought to myself.
“Adam volunteered to do the laundry and even scrubbed the toilets!” Tamara said.
“What? Adam would never do his laundry, much less scrub a toilet?” My mom said.
“Really? He was excited to do it, and he didn’t just do his, he insisted on doing yours too. I even saw him handwashing it! Can you believe that?” Tamara said.
“Hmm no…. I almost can’t believe he would do anything like that. And my laundry too? It’s not normal for a son to do his mom’s laundry…” She said.
“Oh he doesn’t always do that? I thought it was a bit strange too but he insisted so I figured he did that for you. Anyway that was super nice of him right?” Tamara said.
“Ah yeah that was definitely nice of him…” My mom said looking at me suspiciously.
“Oh I was about to eat some pizza that just got here. It’s more than enough for the both of us, and Adam already ate. Wanna eat a slice with me and catch up on some Netflix?” Tamara asked my mom.
“Yeah I’m starving and I could use a break!” She said.
“Well good luck with your studying Adam, we’re going to have our own pizza party,” Tamara said smiling at my mom as they left to go in the TV room.
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On a daily basis Tamara continued forcing me to do house work, snapping pictures of me in panties when I changed and in her maid outfit when I cleaned. She also continued doing that thing with shoving my head in the toilet bowl when she had to shit, while she played with my cock, it was becoming a serious problem, because she always ruined my orgasm. To make matters ever worse, now my cock was becoming hard every time she called me into the toilet or made fun of my cock.
I still hated all the disgusting things she made me do, and how humiliated I felt, but for some reason my cock didn’t. It would betray me and get hard with most of Tamara’s humiliating games, and she loved playing games!
“I was about to do some squats but how about we make it more fun. I’m going to squat butt naked over your face and for every fart you inhale, I’ll stroke your cock, so if I fart ten times then that’s ten strokes, but if I don’t hear you sniffing it up then it doesn’t count okay!” Tamara said.
*Puuururrppprrrpptt*
“One!” She said
*Brraaaappt*
“That’s two,” She said.
This went on for fifteen farts! Each one more toxic than the last!
*PPUUUUURRPPPTSSSSFFFFSS*
“Oops did that one spray out onto your face?” She asked.
“Hmmhmm,” I said panicking, as my face was smothered by her ass, and covered with her ass juices.
“Oh was it really wet? It felt really really wet, and it absolutely reeks!” She said.
“Well that’s sixteen, are you ready?” She asked.
“UmmHmm,” I said disgusted but excited for her to give me a hand job.
“Okay…” She said as she started slowly stroking my cock with two fingers and counting down.
“Sixteen! Well that’s it,” She said.
I mumbled upset that she purposely stroked my cock super slow and with only two fingers.
“That wasn’t good for you?” She asked, “Well I could suck your cock if you want…. But only if you return the favor and eat my ass, and I mean really eat my ass!” She said.
“Well, what’s it going to be?” She asked.
Unable to talk and hornier than I had ever felt in my life, I did the only thing I could think of… I stuck my tongue out and started apprehensively licking. I immediately regretted my decision, the taste was horrendous and bitter, I wasn’t sure if I could do it without throwing up.
“Ooh someone’s excited!” She said before I felt her warm tongue and lips wrap around my desperate cock.
The sensation I felt was even better than I imagined, it was like my cock was being massaged by warm pillows.
“Does Cindy suck your cock like this?” She asked.
“No…” I said just wanting her to get back to sucking it.
“I didn’t hear you, I asked if Cindy sucks your cock like this?” She asked again.
“No! She doesn’t suck my cock like you!” I shouted.
“Good now if you want me to keep going you better start licking it with some more enthusiasm, and get your tongue deep in my ass!” She said.
I sucked, licked and probed at her bitter, smelly, filthy shit hole, ignoring the putrid taste and focusing on the pleasure I was receiving. Soon it was coming, I was going to cum.
*Brrapp*
I heard as I felt my mouth become filled with her noxious gas.
But in that moment I didn’t care, my orgasm was coming.
“Wait why are you stopping!” I yelled as she lifted her mouth off my cock, and sperm began spewing out for itself.
“What why did you stop,” I yelled as yet another orgasm was ruined.
“Because you stopped licking me ass!” She said.
“Fine,” I said before I darted my tongue as deep into her ass as I could.
“Oh now that’s what I’m talking about, but… you had your chance, plus my ass is nice and clean already,” She said as she got off of me.
“Here you can take these and jerk off with them later, but let me know when you’re going to do it, maybe I’ll send you a little something to help,” She said as she tossed me her dirty panties.
There was no way I was going to masturbate with her gross panties, but I wouldn’t mind if she sent me a couple nudes, maybe I could even use them as leverage to get her to stop blackmailing me, it was worth a try.
That night when my mom was asleep I messaged Tamara for the picture.
“Well I’m ready are you going to send the picture?” I asked.
…..
“Only if you send me a picture of you in your cute panties, sniffing the ones you got earlier!” She said.
…
“Fine, but are you going to send me a nude?” I asked, knowing she already had way worst dirt on me.
…
“Promise!” She said.
…
“There did you get it?” I asked.
…
“Yup now just give me one second,” She said before sending a picture of her butt close up. It was definitely a turn on but I wanted a better picture, one with her face to use as my own blackmail, or at least one that wasn’t so blurry to jerk off too. “Can I get one with more of your body?”
…
“Fine! But first put on those dirty panties on your face like a mask while touching yourself, then take a picture and send it to me.” She said.
…
“Okay deal!” I said, the panties smelled terrible but it was worth it if I could get something that I could use against her. Even with how bad the panties smelled it didn’t affect my hard on at all. “Okay that should do it, all I have to do is take the picture and….”
“What in god’s name are you doing Adam?!” Samantha screamed! As she slammed the door open.
“Mom I can explain this is all Tamara’s doing!” I said panicking, “I thought you were asleep?”
“Tamara? Tamara is downstairs. What are you talking about?” She asked.
“Tamara made me do this!” I said hoping she would believe me.
“How could she make you do it when she’s downstairs? I called her because I needed her to babysit since I got called in to work. Now I’ll ask you again what are you doing here with my panties, and wearing panties as well!” She said.
“What no these are Tamara’s panties; she gave them to me!” I said, “And she’s the one forcing me to wear these panties too!” I tried to convince her.
“Stop lying, Tamara wasn’t here so how could she force you to wear panties, and don’t you think I would know my own panties when I see them! I’m not leaving until I hear the truth!” My mom said.
“Your panties?!” I asked, “No these are Tamara’s!” I insisted.
“My panties are definitely a bit bigger than Tamara’s and like I said I would know my own panties! Now I’ll ask again what’s going on?” My mom asked.
“Nothing, I had to do this, or Tamara would send my friends pictures of me in panties! She’s blackmailing me!” I said.
“Blackmailing you?” My mom asked.
“Is everything okay?” Tamara asked, “I don’t want to intrude but I heard screaming so I got worried.”
“It’s okay Tamara, maybe you can come in and clear this up since Adam here is saying you’re blackmailing him,” My mom said.
“Oh my god,” Tamara said covering her eyes as she walked in the room.
“I’m sorry I should have warned you hun, I just felt like Adam deserved to get a bit humiliated for lying about you,” My mom said.
“Yeah what’s this about me blackmailing him? And why is he wearing those? This is pretty disturbing Samantha. What’s going on.” Tamara asked.
“Well Adam was always a bit more girly than the other boys, so I’m not so shocked by what he’s wearing but more so by what he’s sniffing!” my mom said.
Oh she was good. She was putting up the perfect act, she completely humiliated me in front of my mom, was this her plan to get revenge all this time?
“Why did you even barge into my room?!” I said trying to change the subject.
“Well Tamara just told me she heard a weird noise from your room and asked me to check on you, luckily I was still in the driveway,” She said.
“I swear I had no idea this is why he was making those noises!” Tamara said.
“This was Tamara’s plan all along mom! I can prove it! Look at the messages she sent me,” I said showing her evidence. My mom skimmed through the chat log while Tamara looked at me with a smile on her face.
“You willingly sent people pictures of you doing those things?! Imagine if the people at our church found out! You would ruin our reputation! And no where do you even mention Tamara. Drop the act Adam,” My mom yelled.
“No look she sent me a picture of herself,” I said, but my mom had no patience.
“Look none of your story is making any sense and I can’t tell anything by that picture,” My mom said.
“Check her phone you’ll see all same chat and all the pictures she’s using to blackmail me!” I said.
“I will do no such thing!” My mom said.
“It’s fine if it will make you feel better you can check my phone Samantha,” Tamara said.
“I couldn’t do that to you,” My mom said to her.
“No please take a look, I need you to know I would never blackmail Adam under any circumstances,” She said.
My mom looked though her messages…
“Adam there’s not one message on this app to you and the number you’re messaging isn’t even Tamara’s number!” She said.
“She must have another phone; you have to believe me mom!” I said pleading.
“Adam if you don’t stop lying and embarrassing me in front of Tamara first thing in the morning I’m sending you straight to your dad’s!” My mom said. That immediately shut me up.
“I knew something was wrong, a couple of panties went missing in the last couple weeks, and my dirty clothes hamper was always messed up and never how I left it. Then you told me how Adam did my laundry I knew it was him, I just thought it was a phase or something!” My mom said.
“Actually I’m missing a couple pairs of panties as well, from the few times I showered here. Another weird thing is I don’t even know how to say it….” Tamara began saying.
“It’s okay what is it?” Mom asked.
“Well… I caught him masturbating in the toilet,” Tamara said.
“This boy I swear he loves to embarrass me,” My mom said.
“Well that’s no exactly what I mean, you see I had to use the toilet for a number two and I forgot to flush… so when I remember and came back I saw him masturbating… but with his head actually in the toilet…” Tamara told my mom.
“She’s lying mom! Don’t believe her!” I said.
“So you’re some kind of depraved pervert?” My mom asked.
“No I’m not!” I said.
“I think your right, he probably looks at porn like that all the time,” Tamara said.
“Good idea, let me see his web history,” Mom said, “You were right! Wet farts straight in his nose? Cleaning Mommy’s dirty shithole? Sniffing mommy’s prepoop farts? This is what you’re into? I didn’t even know this was a thing. No wonder you can’t get a girlfriend,” Mom said.
“That’s a lot of mommy stuff,” Tamara said.
“Yeah it really is, I mean lots of sons have crushes on their mom, but they usually grow out of it. Is that why you never had a girlfriend because you have a crush on me?!” My mom asked.
“No that’s not it, it’s just….” I didn’t know what else to say to explain this.
“You were right Tamara I guess he’s addicted to this fetish,” Mom said.
“Well it gets worse I’m afraid, he actually… tried to grab my butt once, I talked to him about and he promised not to do it again, so I didn’t mention it. I just didn’t want to worry you!” Tamara said, fake crying.
“Adam how dare you! That’s assault, and if it had been anyone less kind, you’d probably be in jail.” My mom said scolding me.
“It’s okay Samantha, I think Adam just can’t control himself,” Tamara said, “It’s actually pretty sad, I guess he can’t find a girlfriend with a fetish like this?”
“What exactly do you even call this fetish; it just looks like he’s into a bunch of perverted things?” My mom said to her.
“My guess is that he just likes to be humiliated and degraded in filthy ways and well you are his authority figure so he must fantasize about you doing it. I know it seems weird but I’ve heard about people being into depraved things like that,” Tamara said.
“That’s not true I swear!” I said to my mom, when Tamara shot me a look and pointed at her phone.
“Really so what is this fetish you’re into?” My mom asked. Tamara glared at me in a threatening manner.
“Sigh… Fine yes that’s my fetish,” I lied. It wouldn’t matter what my mom thought anyway once I passed my exams I would be off to college with my friends anyway.
“And can you finally admit that I didn’t blackmail you or whatever you were saying I did?” Tamara asked.
“Ye… yes… I’m sorry Tamara didn’t blackmail me,” I said begrudgingly.
“I think he was just lying because he was embarrassed we caught him, isn’t that right Adam?” Tamara asked.
“Sigh… Yes, that’s right,” I said defeated.
“I guess he just has no control over his urges like you said,” My mom said sadly.
“It seems like it, but I wonder what he did with all the panties he stole?” Tamara asked, “Wait what’s that under his bed?” She said pointing to a piece of pink fabric.
My mom bent down and pulled out a small bag filled with both hers and Tamara’s panties.
“Wow he really does like it dirty,” She said looking at the panties.
“He only goes for ones with skid marks I guess,” Tamara said laughing.
“I guess so.” My mom said laughing under her breath, “Shit I’m going to be too late for my shift, I better cancel, and I still don’t know what to do with you!” My mom said looking at me.
“I know all this must be so hard for you. Maybe I can help you think of way to help him?” Tamara said to my mom.
“I wish we could afford therapy but we just don’t have the money,” My mom said.
“You know I have a friend that’s a therapist and she does house calls, I’d be happy to get her to take a look at Adam, plus she owes me a favor so I think she’d be willing to do it for free,” Tamara said.
“What?! Are you serious? I don’t know what so say, it’s like since you’ve come into my life you’ve done more for me than anyone,” My mom said.
“Aww Samantha I’m happy to help. I know, since you’re not going to work why don’t we go and hang out, maybe grab some drinks, you need to distress!” Tamara said to my mom.
“That’s actually sounds lovely. Now stay here and think about your behavior! We’ll be back soon,” My mom said.
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“Thanks for coming Sasha, I can’t tell you how much we appreciate it!” My mom said to the therapist.
“No problem, anything for Tamara, she’s just a true angel always trying to help people. Now I’ll need to talk to Adam alone, then I’ll come to you and give you my findings okay?” Sasha said to my mom.
“Sure that sounds great, me and Tamara will just wait out here.” My mom said.
An hour later Sasha emerged from my room and went downstairs to speak to Tamara and my mom. I made sure to eavesdrop to what she was going to tell my mom.
“Do you want to speak alone?” Sasha asked Samantha.
“No we can say anything in front of Tamara as well, she knows what’s going on,” Samantha said.
“Well I don’t know how to say this but it seems, that Adam has absolutely no control over his fetish. He’s obsessed with it,” Sasha said.
“Wait what?! So what do we do cut him off of the porn cold turkey?” My mom asked.
“No I’m afraid he would go more extreme and possibly even start harassing other random women, he is not capable to controlling himself in the slightest right now.” Sasha said.
“Aww don’t cry Sam,” Tamara said, “I’m sure there is something you can do, right Sasha?”
“Actually there is, he can be trained, since he is extremely submissive, but I can’t advise that you even leave him alone with any strange women,” Sasha said.
“So what does that mean?” Samantha asked.
“Well it means he’ll listen to women that he looks at as authority figures, but only if they are extremely dominant, he’ll also respond to punishments and rewards based on behavior. I believe if he gets to experience his fetish then he’ll stop stealing panties or groping, and he will able to have a relatively normal life.” Sasha said.
“I want him to have the best life he can but, rewards and punishments?? I’ve tried time outs, and grounding him, nothing works.” Samantha said.
“Well I actually mean rewards and punishments involving his fetish, so a reward could be for instance getting to lick you dirty panties, and a punishment could be a paddle, or denying him any orgasms.” Sasha said.
“Well wouldn’t that be enabling him?” Samantha asked.
“Actually no, you’d be conditioning him associate good behavior with getting his fetish satisfied. It seems that since his father left, he’s been traumatized and unfortunately it’s caused his darkest desires to get even worse.” Sasha said.
“Listen I know this is hard to hear, but he’ll never be a normal member of society, but you can help him to live a good life, one where he’s useful and contented, and even happy, and this doesn’t have to be all bad,” Sasha said.
“It sounds all bad to me,” Samantha said.
“No he could be so helpful to you with the right training, he can help cook, clean, do all your house work, give you foot massages, and he’ll be happy to do it, once he’s trained. And once he’s getting to experience his fetish he won’t bother harassing other women or stealing panties,” Sasha said.
“Well that’s more than he’s ever done before, and it would be a big help, and I can’t have him groping any more women…” Samantha said.
“So he will never be able to get a girlfriend? Or get married?” Tamara asked.
“Well it would be very unlikely for him to meet any girl willing to indulge his needs, and it seems he knows this too, it’s one of the reasons why he constantly fantasizes about you Samantha,” Sasha said, “He knows you’re the only women who might accept him.”
“But that would be incest?!” Samantha said.
“It doesn’t have to be intercourse, for him sexual relief is more like a girl smoothing him with her behind, or farting all over his face while touching him, as disgusting as that seems. He’s even into more extreme types of humiliation. Anything that he thinks is degrading to him, something as simple as massaging your feet, or wiping your sweat, he’ll be happy to do it. In fact, it’s the only way he can achieve any sexual relief.” Sasha said.
“Wow this is a lot to take in,” Tamara said.
“Yeah that’s for sure!” Samantha said.
“Don’t worry though, we’re in this together!” Tamara told Samantha as she held her hand.
“That’s exactly what you need Samantha, support! How you choose to treat Adam is up to you, but I think if you have Tamara supporting you it will make it a whole lot easier. And remember none of this is Adam’s fault, he has no control over his love of filthy things, it’s just wired into his brain,” Sasha said winking at Tamara subtly.
“Poor Adam… But don’t worry Samantha, I’ll help you and together we can make sure Adam has a good life, well what he considers to be a good life.” Tamara said.
“Oh Tamara what would I do without you!” Samantha said.
“Well I better be off, if you ever need any help or have any questions you know how to reach me,” Sasha said before Samantha walked her to the door.
“So punishments and rewards huh…” Samantha said looking lost.
“Sam don’t worry that pretty little head of yours I’m going to research that stuff Adam is into and I’ll come up with them. I’m better with that stuff plus you don’t need to see any more of that kind of thing.” Tamara said.
“I couldn’t!” Samantha said.
“No I insist!” Tamara said.
Later that day I got a message from a strange number, I quickly figured out it was Tamara.
“It was smart of you to follow my lead the other day,” She said.
“Well it’s not like I had a choice,” He said.
“Well you could just let me send those videos and pictures to all your friends and life your life,” She said.
“If they’re really your friends they’d understand right?” She said.
“Yeah right, I would become a laughing stock, they would never talk to me again,” He said.
“That’s true when I was in school you were such a loser; did they finally accept you when you humiliated me in front of the school? Never mind that, if that’s the case then I need you to go along with everything I say, if I tell you to do something I want you to do it without question, and you will always agree with me, I’m always right, got that?” She said.
“Fine, but I won’t let you do this forever sooner or later I’ll be out of there,” I said.
“I’m sure you’ll leave and live a normal life eventually but until then you’re mine, got that?” She said.
“Yeah whatever,” I said.
“Excuse me?” She said, “I’m happy to ruin your social life and leave you know.”
“Sorry Sorry, I understand, I’ll do everything you say without question from tomorrow and I’ll go with whatever you say…” I said.
“Good! Nighty night!” She said.
The next day Tamara returned with a full list of punishments and rewards that she went over with my mom.
“Huh?! Is this really what he likes? These things seem pretty extreme?” Samantha said.
“Well I sent it to Sasha and she said these would work, it seems like he’s only into very extreme stuff anyway,” Tamara said.
“So from today we’ll begin with his therapy I guess?” Samantha said nervously.
“Yes we should call him down and let him know how things will be from now on,” Tamara said.
“Okay Adam from now on your mom will be your mistress and you will be her submissive. That’s what you always wanted right?” Tamara asked.
Remembering our conversation, I shook my head and said, “Yes, I always wanted that.”
“Wow so you were right, this is what he wanted.” Samantha said, “Tamara if you would be comfortable I think you should be one of his authority figures too, since you’ll be babysitting him when I’m not around.”
“Well I mean… if you’re sure…” Tamara said.
“I mean yes once Adam is okay with that?” Mom said looking at me.
Tamara glared over at me and I knew what she wanted me to say, “Of course.”
“Great well that settles it!” My mom said.
“So what now?” My mom asked Tamara.
“Well how about we start small, if you clean up your room, you’ll get to give your mom a nice foot rub, you’d love that wouldn’t you?” Tamara asked.
“Yup, sounds great,” I was forced to say.
A few minutes later I was on my knees in front the sofa giving my mom a food massage.
“Oh honey that actually feels quite good!” Samantha said.
“I’m glad mom,” I said.
At least someone was enjoying this, her feet were all clammy and smelled like moldy cheese! I did my best to keep my face far from them. Behind the couch was Tamara who was signing for me to kiss my mom’s feet. I shook my head but she pointed at her phone and I knew what I had to do.
*Muah*
“Honey did you just kiss my feet?” Samantha asked.
“Yeah I did, sorry mom I won’t do it again,” I said hoping she would accept my offer.
“No no honey, I want to accept you as you are! If you want to kiss my feet go ahead, kiss away!” Mom said.
Tamara glared at me and I began kissing all over my mom’s sticky smelly toes. Then she stuck her tongue out and signed for me to lick her feet. I was hesitant so I stuck my tongue out an inch and licked around her toes. The taste was vile, but I kept doing it since Tamara was watching.
“Oh Adam are licking my feet?! They so smelly though, so you really like this?” She asked.
Again Tamara glared at me and I said, “Yes mom I really do.”
“Wow, well I’m happy I could help with all your frustration I guess, do a good job then and lick it all clean,” She said giggling.
Then Tamara signaled for me to start jerking off, but it felt so wrong, but she held her phone up with her pictures and was ready to push send, so I just closed my eye and pushed my hands down my pants and started Jerking off.
“Honey what are you doing!” She said, “You can’t just start masturbating like that! You need to learn some self-control.”
“Adam that’s not okay!” Tamara said.
I stopped and moved my face away from her feet, it was actually a relief.
“You know these a device that we can use to help prevent Adam from having out bursts like that,” Tamara told my mom showing her a picture on her phone.
“I found it while doing some research apparently it helps with training boys like Adam,” Tamara said.
“I guess it could work, but wow, that’s a lot of money, I can’t afford something like that,” Samantha said.
“Oh don’t worry I’ll buy it, you know I have enough money for it, and Adam really needs it,” Tamara said.
“Aww you’re so generous. Adam doesn’t know how lucky he is,” Samantha said.
“Aww it’s nothing, now I guess it’s time for the paddle,” Tamara said handing my mom a wooden paddle.
“I guess so… Over my knees Adam, now!” My mom shouted.
*Ouch*
“Come on Samantha I know you can hit him harder than that, remember you need to show your dominance,” Tamara said.
*Whack*
“That’s more like it!” Tamara said to my mom.
“Now go upstairs and think about what you’ve done okay,” Samantha said.
“What am I going to do with him,” Samantha asked Tamara.
“Don’t worry you’re doing great, but… I think you’re being too easy on him, remember he loves this stuff, I think we’re just going to have to jump straight into the deep end,” Tamara said.
“Oh Tamara I’m so lost; how do I even do that?” She asked.
“Well I think to start with, I wouldn’t shower tonight, or tomorrow if I were you,” Tamara said.
“But I already didn’t even shower yesterday,” Samantha said embarrassed, “I’m so busy working overtime, I barely get the time.”
“That’s great! The longer you go without it the better, he loves stinky smells, the worse it is to us, the better it is to him,” Tamara said, “We’re going to teach him to control himself when he’s turned on the most, don’t worry I’m sure it would work,” Tamara assured her.
“Since he’s gone to bed though, do you want to hang out? Maybe open up a bottle of wine?” Tamara asked her.
“That sounds perfect!” Samantha said.
Later that night I received a text from Tamara, “Okay things are going to get more intense, and you need to get on board,”
“I’m already doing everything you want!” I said.
“True but you’re going to have to do something even more extreme,” She said.
“What do you want me to do,” I asked.
“I want you to eat her out, when she on your face, get in there are eat it like it’s the best thing in the world!” She said.
“Who my mom?!” I asked.
“Well you have the biggest crush on her, so why wouldn’t you do that? Or did you forget?” She asked.
“Fine, but my exam is in a few weeks and once I pass I’ll be long gone from both of you,” I said.
“Both of who? You're the one messaging me about your mommy fetish,” Tamara said to cover her tracks.
The next day...
“Well I’ve only got a couple hours before I have to go to work so I guess we better get started,” Samantha said, “I’ll just follow your lead okay?” She told Tamara.
“Of course, I know just what to do,” She said.
“Adam get down here now!” Samantha said.
“Okay Adam you’re going to have to take off your clothes,” Tamara said, “After yesterday we have one more punishment,”
“Well do what she says Adam!” My mom said.
“Fine…” I said.
“Oh wow, its smaller than I thought it would be,” Tamara said.
“Oh no… I guess he took after his father, he had a baby dick too… Don’t worry honey it’s not your fault,” My mom said.
“That’s why you wear panties? Because you have such a small… penis?” Tamara asked.
“Yes…” I said my face red.
“So they just fit better? Or does the idea of wearing girls clothes turn you on?” She asked.
“No I hate wearing girl’s clothes okay!” I said defiantly.
“Hmm, I guess that would be a good punishment then Sam?” Tamara said to my mom.
“Oh that’s a great idea!” She said.
“Anyway time to get this cage on you,” Tamara said “You should do it Sam.”
“Right…” She said as she walked over and held my cock to put it in the cage.
“Oh my, he’s gotten hard as a rock, I can’t get it on,” My mom said.
“Well he is very turned on by you so we should have expected that,” Tamara said, “I know! Lie down on your back Adam."
“Remember what I said about jumping into the deep end?” Tamara asked my mom.
“Yeah…?” She said curious, before Tamara pulled down her pants, and panties.
“Tamara!” She said blushing.
“It’s okay, you knew we were going to have to step things up, just trust me okay, I’ve proved I’m here for you didn’t I?” Tamara said.
“That’s true…” my mom said covering up her hairy snatch.
“Good, now follow me,” Tamara said leading me mom over my face.
“Oh this is humiliating… I haven’t shaved down there in forever.” My mom said.
“No you’re a strong beautiful sexy woman! And his mistress! Remember?” She asked.
“Right! I am!” My mom said smiling back at her.
“Plus I would bet Adam loves it hairy,” Tamara said to her, “Isn’t that right Adam?” She asked me. I just shook my head in agreement.
“Now we’ve got to make him cum so he can get rid of that raging hard on,” Tamara said.
“I wouldn’t call it raging, it’s not very intimidating…” She said laughing.
“True, now we know nothing turns him on more than a smelly butt, so you know what you’ve got to do!” Tamara said.
“Okay here goes nothing,” My mom said before sitting bared assed down on my face.
Her ass cheeks peeled apart when she squatted down, to call it swamp ass would be an understatement, it was hot, sticky, sweaty and filthy. As the smell of her filthy ass blasted up my nose I could feel her wetness rubbing against my nose. And the moisture of her pussy over my mouth. My cock was extremely hard as this point.
“Well now’s your time,” Tamara said signaling me to start licking her pussy.
I closed my eyes and tried not to think about what I was about to do. Before I started licking her musky pussy.
“Oh Adam what are you doing?!” She said upset but not moving.
“What’s he doing Sam?” Tamara asked.
“He’s… He’s licking my pussy,” She said embarrassed.
“Well he must have been dreaming about doing that to you for forever, I guess he couldn’t resist,” She laughing, “Is he at least any good?”
“He’s actually not bad, he could be a bit faster, and stick he tongue out a little further though,” She said.
“Well you heard you’re Mommy Mistress, if you want to lick her pussy so bad! do a better job!” Tamara ordered.
“Oh that feels amazing,” Samantha said.
“Right you mentioned his dad never did this. Well if he likes it so much, and you like it too, then why not let him lick you whenever you want,” Tamara suggested.
“I mean… you don’t think that’s wrong?” Samantha asked.
“No, you’re both adults, and him using his tongue isn’t going to get anyone pregnant, plus you’re helping him! Do you think any other girl would let him do that to them after they see what a pervert he is. I say go for it!” Tamara said.
“Ohhh it feels so good. I guess you’re right it isn’t hurting anyone…” Samantha said, “Ohhhh God! I’m cumming!” She screamed in euphoria.
“Good job Adam! Now why don’t you reward him by letting him lick your other hole... Plus we need to get rid of his tiny erection,” Tamara said.
“Well, he does love it, and I guess he deserves a reward for doing such a good job,” She said giggling, before she readjusted her asshole over his mouth.
“Now get to licking Adam,” She said.
“Stroke him while you do it, I bet he won’t last a minute,” Tamara said.
“No way he can cum that fast!” Samantha said.
“Well let’s find out!” Tamara said starting a stop watch on her phone.
Ugh, the taste was disgusting, it was bitter, and salty and her ass was so damp, it felt like all her muck was sliding down my tongue and into my throat. I didn’t want to cum like this, but it felt so good having a woman stroke my cock.
“Oh my he’s cumming!” Samantha yelled.
“Oh stop stop!” Tamara said causing my mom to stop stroking.
“What’s wrong?” Samantha asked Tamara.
“Nothing I just wanted to teach you what a ruined orgasm is, at the first sign of him cumming stop! He’ll cum but he won’t feel any pleasure from it,” Tamara explained.
“Oh that’s a great punishment! Anyway he’s soft now, let’s get this cage on him!” Samantha said.
“Right! Oh you were right he did last three minutes,” Tamara said, “But I think we can get him down to less than one!” She said giggling.
“Anyway let’s not get him turned on again,” Samantha said.
“Well there we go. It’s on, I can’t believe his penis fitted in that, it must be one inch big,” She said.
“Yeah at least this will help us with his training!” Tamara said, “Now he’ll only get pleasure when we let him out for good behavior, no more jerking off.”
“True! Well I’ve to get to work,” Samantha said.
“And with a squeaky clean butt too!” Tamara said.
“HAHAHA probably the cleanest butt I’ve had in weeks,” She said laughing and hiding her face.
“Well after what I made for you for lunch, it may not be that clean for long,” Tamara said handing her a brown bag.
“Aww Tamara lunch again? You’re spoiling me!” Samantha said.
“Don’t worry soon Adam will be cooking for the both of us!” Tamara said.
“Now then since she’s gone let’s continue your training!” Tamara said to me, taping my hands behind my back and pulling me to the couch.
“I can’t wait till the only thing you can jerk off to is stinky ass!” Tamara said.
“You know that by telling me your plan, it will never work right?” I said.
“Oh telling you is part of my plan, I want your body to only be turned on by the grossest things but I definitely don’t want your mind to be. I want you to hate that the only way you can cum is from this gross shit, no pun intended,” She said laughing.
“Now you’re going to sniff up my asshole while I stroke your cock and bring you to edge over and over again, by the time I’m finished your cock will be so sensitive you’ll cum from a light breeze,” She said laughing.
“Oh and sorry if it’s a bit extra stinky today, I ate a couple burritos last night and I spend way too much time on the toilet last night. Get ready because your face is about to smell something truly vile,” She continued.
Two hours later….
“Please please stop, I can’t take it anymore, let me cum, let me cum and I’ll do anything you want!” I said losing my mind.
“Well I’m not heartless so how about this, I have an extra fun plan for later, but it would only work if you really do some good acting, if you actually do what I say and convince your mom then tomorrow while she’s at work I’ll let you out and give you the best blow job you’ll ever get in your life!” Tamara said.
“Fine deal! What do you want me to do?...” I asked knowing I had very little leverage to work with.
That night when my mom returned from work it was my job to put Tamara’s plan in to action.
“Hi Tammy how did things with Adam go?” Samantha asked.
“Well it was actually amazing, he’s like a whole new person! I’ve got to go but why don’t you go in your bedroom and see for yourself. Enjoy your night!” Tamara said to mom before leaving.
“Oh my Adam what’s all this about?” Samantha asked as she saw Adam in his panties alone, holding a tray with a cover on it.
“Well mom I just wanted to thank you so much for everything you’ve done for me since dad left, and I just want to treat you like I should have all this time,” I said with my face a bright red color feeling like it was on fire, “Please have a seat on the couch.”
She put down her things, took off her shoes and lay down on her bed.
“I want you to relax and not lift a finger tonight, anything you need please ask me,” I said as I put down the tray on her lap and lifted the cover revealing and perfectly cooked twelve-ounce steak, with a side of creamed spinach, and a loaded mashed potato, dowsed in sour cream. Of course the food was from a restaurant that Tamara ordered from.
"Did you cook this?" She asked surprised by the quality of food.
"No but I did order it and pay for it with money I saved from my allowance," I said.
"Wow a girl could get used to this kind of pampering," She said smiling.
“Oh let me get you a drink, you must be thirsty after your long drive home,” I said, as I ran down to the kitchen and returned with an ice cold beer, her favorite kind as well.
“Oh Adam did Tamara tell you which beer is my favorite?” She asked.
“Yes mistress,” I said shaking my head.
“And the maid outfit?” She asked.
“Tamara wanted me to wear it as punishment Mistress for my outburst this morning,” I said.
“Oh how could I forget, here is the remote Mistress, so you can watch whatever you want,” I said drawing attention to the TV that was now in her room.
“Adam isn’t that your TV? You’re giving it to me?” She asked shocked.
“Well since I need to study I figure I won’t need it, and I think my mistress deserves it more than me… M… Mistress,” I said sad to give up my TV.
“Can I massage your feet while you eat Mistress?” I asked.
“Sure, I guess I can treat you for all your hard work,” She said.
I spent the next hour massaging her feet, fetching beer, after beer, and listening to her commentary on her drama shows, in between her burps from all the drinking.
“Oh that was so good,” She said thanking me for the massage.
“I should probably shower,” She said attempting to get off the bed.
“Wait why don’t you let me help you with that instead?” I asked following Tamara’s plan.
“Help me what do you mean… I can bathe myself,” She said.
“No mistress I mean with my tongue…” I said.
“You really want to do this don’t you?” She asked.
“Yes mistress I would love to…” I said doing a great job at lying.
“Well okay… I guess you already saw everything earlier anyway,” She said before stripping off her clothes, and gesturing me with her finger to start at her armpit.
“Sorry my pits get so sweaty and gross, but I guess you should definitely love licking even more then right?” She said almost asking.
“Yes mistress,” I said before diving in and doing my best job to pretend to be enthusiastic as I lapped up her sweat.
“Oh wow I didn’t realize how much you loved this, okay how about the next pit, then you can lick my under boob sweat, there smells even worse,” She said tapping my cage. She was quickly becoming more comfortable and confident.
Soon after licking up the muck built up under her boobs, my face was being pushed down to her mound before she kept pushing and told me to suck on her toes.
“Suck them good okay, they’re all sticky for my toe jam!” She said laughing.
“To think my son would be such a loser,” She said, the word stung as I licked and sucked her toes.
“Don’t worry I’m not one to talk, although I’m not as much of a loser as you are,” She said laughing, “I mean you did sniff my butt hole this morning."
I just continued sucking and licking her toes and feet.
“I guess I should have known, your dad always was a loser, and her really wanted you to be like him. At the very least I’ll make sure you’re better than him. Still it’s almost like you’re really my slave and less like my son. I think I can get used to this,” She said grabbing and pulling my head in between her hairy mound.
“Lick!” She said commanding me.
“Oh fuck baby, maybe God made your cock so small because you’re so good with that tongue!” She said moaning.
“Yeah that’s it, keep going!” She screamed.
*BRAAARPPT*
“Don’t you dare stop licking,” she screamed, after having just farted so close to my mouth.
I listened to her and kept licking, while before forced to inhaled her pungent gas. Soon she came all over my face, grinding slowly up and down, covering it in her juices.
“Fuck, that was amazing! From now on you’ve got to wake me to your tongue licking me like that every morning, got it” She said.
“Yes mistress,” I said realizing how bad a decision this was, “But what about if you’re sleeping on your belly?” I asked hoping there was a way to get out of it.
“Then just lick my other hole, I’m sure that will wake me up in a good mood too, it did feel amazing this morning,” She said.
“Oh man that was so relaxing, I swear I haven’t felt this good in years!” She said.
*Puuuurrrrpptpptrrtss*
“Oops I guess I got a bit too relaxed, well if you excuse me I need to the toilet,” She said, and she got up entered her bathroom.
Once she was gone I tried to fan away the smell of the lingering, shit smell that she left in the air.
A few minutes later I was startled by her shouting and calling me into the bathroom.
“Is this some kind of joke Adam? Or did you seriously try to get rid of the toilet paper in the hopes of keeping my ass filthy?” She asked pointing to the empty toilet paper holder, “I want a true answer this time too, no blaming it on Tamara, what’s this about? You wanted me make sure my ass was dirty right?” She asked already having made up her mind.
I knew I couldn’t say it was a joke, but I knew I couldn’t say it was Tamara either because not only was she already angry, she was also a bit tipsy still. Not knowing what was my best course of action I just shook my head agreeing with her.
“Aww Adam thank you for finally telling me the truth, I know you’re not like a normal boy but I want you to be able to tell me anything, I promise to accept you for who you are. But no more stunts like this from now on okay? If you want me to keep my ass dirty for you just ask, in fact, I’ll do my best to not wipe, how does that sound?” She said.
“That sounds great... thanks... for being so understanding... mistress,” I said realizing how badly I had just fucked up.
“Come here,” She said as she took the key from around her neck and pulled down my panties and unlocked my cage. “Lie on your back, now!” She commanded. Of course from the time my cock was free it sprang up, rock hard and as erect as it could get.
“I know you like when I’m mean,” She said giggling, as she got up and then made her way above me
“You’ve earned this treat for being so good today,” She said as she towered over me with her enormous ass cheeks. Which were getting bigger and bigger as she squatted closer to my face, spreading her cheeks with her hands before her messy asshole was barely a millimeter above my face. Once she released her hands, her ass cheeks closed in around my face and I was fully immersed in her. With her now free hands she caressed my cock and started stroking it.
“I said start cleaning didn’t I?!” She shouted.
Out of fear that she would stop I began licking her dirty asshole passionately before when out of nowhere my cock began spewing cum.
“Wow Tamara was right, you could cum in less than a minute, not only is this thing tiny it’s also can’t last, oh slave, what a useless cock you have,” She said giggling, playing along with the idea that I was into all this.
“Well who said to stop cleaning?!” She asked before slapping my testicles.
“There we go, now keep licking, while I get you back in your cage.” She said.
Finally, after what was far too long, I had finished licking her asshole clean.
“Oh my asshole has an itch still though,” She said before grinding her asshole up and down the length of my face paying special attention to my nose.
*Pluuuurp*
“That’s what it was!” She said having basted my face with another fart, “Well we had enough fun tonight, why don’t you get cleaned up and go to bed, and don’t forget I need that tongue to be my new alarm!”
CHAPTER 2
The next morning, I was up far earlier than normal to wake up my mom for her morning shift. Unfortunately for me she was lying on her stomach, so I knew what that meant. I lifted her cover and crawled under the bed till my face was above her ass. She was wearing a baby blue G-string, and a t-shirt, although from a glance you couldn’t even tell she was wearing panties with how her ass swallowed them up. I wanted to pull it down but that was proving impossible so I pulled it the side and began licking her asshole.
“How could it have gotten dirty already,” I thought to myself.
*Pluurpt*
I was being suffocated under the covers by her stench as she released a particularly strong fart straight to my face.
“Mmmm… I could get used to this.” She said as she turned over and pushed my face into her already wet pussy.
“Ready for to eat your breakfast,” She said sounding in a great mood for it being so early.
After I licked her to an orgasm and my face was soaked with her juices, she had me go make her breakfast while she got ready for work.
Later that morning…
“Well you’re in a great mood,” Tamara said to my mom winking at her.
“You know what… I am! Whatever you’re doing to help train him is working so well! He’s like the perfect son… well… not son I guess, he’s like the perfect slave!” Samantha said giggling.
“Well I’ll be sure to keep it up!” Tamara said.
“Great! I’m off so you two have fun!” Samantha said.
“Well your mom told me all the details of last night! I’m glad you kept your promise, so I guess it’s only fair I keep mine!” Tamara said.
“Lie down, and get ready for the best blow job of your life,” She said.
I eagerly lay down as she unlocked my cage and put it down next to me. Then she slowly took off her clothes, pulling down her tights then her full back pink panties next.
“Do you know why I love full back panties?” She asked, to which I just shook my head.
“They let my check rub together and get all sweaty when I’m walking,” She said.
“Now get ready,” She said as she sat straight down on my face.
“Hmm your height is kind of a problem, you’re so short I can’t give you a good blowjob while my ass is on your face…” She said.
Did this mean I was finally going to get a good blowjob without her disgusting ass on my face, I thought.
“Oh I know!” She said, staying on my face but putting her hand under my butt and lifting my lower body in the air like it weighed nothing.
“That’s better now suck your cock even while my ass is planted on your cute little face,” She said.
Soon I was feeling her hot, wet mouth massaging my cock. Even with her swamp ass on my face I wasn’t put off because of how good it felt.
*Braap*
“Oops,” She said before she continued her slow sucking.
With her hands holding on to my butt to keep my pelvis at the level of her chest, I started to feeling her fingers inch closer to a place I really didn’t want them to go.
I heard her spit as she continued sucking, then out of nowhere a wet finger started to rub against my hole.
“What are you doing?” I asked, as my voice my muffled.
“Just relax and enjoy your blowjob,” She said.
Her mouth felt amazing and I quickly got distracted from her finger, until it began to probe my tight virgin asshole.
“Hmm HMMMmm mmmmm,” I mumbled as she completely smothered my face.
“Just relax, let me show your where your g-spot is,” She said, as her finger entered me.
“Oh no wait stop… I’m going to…” I shouted as I came and had the best orgasm I had ever experienced in my life.
“That wasn’t so bad was it?” She asked.
“I guess it was okay, but I don’t like that okay I’m not gay!” I shouted.
“Gay?! Of course you’re not, you’re addicted to your mom’s ass, that’s not gay, and neither is enjoying a little butt play,” She said.
“It’s not?” I asked curiously.
“No of course not, it’s only gay if it’s a guy doing it, duh!” She said.
“I guess that makes sense,” I said.
“Listen if you like something then just enjoy it, who cares what anyone else thinks, that’s what I learned a long time ago,” She said actually being nice to me, “Now get started on your chores, I’m going to watch some TV.”
Little did I know Tamara had sneaked away and taken my phone from me while I was cleaning.
Later that day…
“Well how did things go?” Samantha asked.
“Not great!” Tamara said frustrated.
What did she mean though? I did everything she asked of me.
“I caught him watching porn on his phone again,” She said.
“Adam let me see your phone,” She said angrily.
I felt my pocket but my phone was missing, then I saw it on the table in the living room but I was sure it wasn’t there.
“Wow… Mommy fucks my asshole for being naughty? You’re watching this kind of porn now. I don’t know what to do Tamara, it seems like he is just getting more and more depraved.” She said.
“It does seem that way, I think we should probably just take away his phone,” Tamara said.
“I guess your right Adam from today I’m seizing your phone until you know how to behave,” Samantha said.
“I actually think I should keep it though, I wouldn’t put it past him to try and steal it from you since he’s still lacking self-control,” Tamara said, “Don’t worry Adam I’ll let your friends know that you won’t be available this summer.”
“Good idea Tammy. Now get on my lap Adam it’s time for another punishment,” Samantha said grabbing the paddle.
Of course my ass was severely sore the rest of that night.
“Sorry about Adam’s behavior Sam, I think we should just go out and have a good time and try to forget about all the stress, don’t you?” Tamara asked.
“Sounds amazing, why don’t we go to a dance club?” Samantha suggested.
“Oh that sounds like fun, let’s get changed and go! I think dancing for a couple hours and getting hammered is just what we need!” Tamara said.
Sometime in the early hours of the morning I was woken up by something damp and warm pressing against my face.
*Braat*
“That ought to wake him up!” Tamara said giggling!
“Oh god my stomach is bubbling up! I told you those tacos were a bad idea after all that beer!” Samantha said.
“Don’t worry we’ve got our very own fart sniffer right here!” Tamara said before blasting another humid fart into my nose.
“Okay it’s my turn now, I can’t hold it in any more, open your mouth Adam I can’t bare smelling these farts, they’re so bad!” Samantha said.
“Yeah Sam make him swallow that shit!” Tamara said egging her on, making her decide to pull off her panties and lift her short dress, before sitting back down on my mouth.
*Buuuuurruurrrrrppptt*
I heard as the long fart echoed going down my throat. It smelled so bad, the scent was coming out my nostrils burning. I couldn’t help but cough from just how strong it was.
“Oh god it’s so bad I can still smell it!” Samantha said.
“Hey I want to try something,” Tamara said as she squatted behind my mom and down onto my face. They were both sitting on my face now with my mom’s back to Tamara’s chest, “Lets fart on him at the same time! I can’t hold mine in either,” She said.
“Okay let’s do it!” My mom said inebriated.
Soon my mom was farting in my mouth and Tamara was farting on my forehead. She tried to fart in my nose but their asses were just too big.
*Braap*
*Puuurrppp*
I was being assaulted by their gas while they laughed and behaved like children, enjoying my suffering. Then all of a sudden I heard my mom moaning.
“Uh…Ohh…Oooo Tamara that feels so good.” Samantha said.
“You’ve got such perky breasts, I wish mine were as big and firm as yours, your ex was so lucky he could just play with these whenever he wanted,” Tamara said to her.
“What’s going on, what is Tamara and my mom doing?!” I thought to myself.
“Ha I wish he touched them like this, he never paid any attention to my body, he was such a prude,” Samantha said.
“Oh really, so he never did this then,” Tamara asked, as she pinched my mom’s nipples and slid her hand between her legs.
“Oh God… No he never did that either.” She said.
“Did he at least kiss your neck like this?” Tamara asked, as I heard wet smacking noised and even more moans.
“I can’t take this anymore,” Samantha said before getting up and turning around sitting right back on my face.
“I want you!” Tamara said before she started to make out with my mom above me, both of them instinctually grinding on my helpless face as they turned each other on more and more. Their sweat that was built up from their night of partying was now being massaged onto my face. Their musky filthy smell engulfing me.
“I want to try something,” Tamara said, as she shoved two of my mom’s fingers in her mouth causing her to gag over and over. Then out of nowhere she spat out an excessive amount of saliva all over boht of their pussy’s, causing it to run down from their pussy to their ass crack, and then into my face. Then she squatted up and began rubbing her sweaty pussy against my mom’s. While they were rubbing against each other, their assholes were grinding on my face.
“I’ve never felt anything like this Tamara,” My mom said with tears streaming down her face.
“Me neither… Samantha. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever been with in my life,” Tamara said as their grinding and making out became more intense.
*Braaap*
“Oops, sorry I don’t want to kill the mood,” Samantha said embarrassed.
“Kill the mood? It turns me on so much when you humiliate your loser son,” She said.
“Really? Well I’ll keep that in mind!” Samantha said.
“Oh God Sam… You turn me on so much. Is that a promise?” Tamara asked.
“Sure why not. He likes it anyway!” Samantha replied.
“Fuck… I’m going to cum!” Tamara said.
“So am I!” Samantha said as they both screamed in ecstasy as their cum dribbled all over my face, pasting it with their sticky juices.
“Fuck, that was so good I can fall asleep right here,” Tamara said.
“Then stay, come sleep with me, it way too late for you to drive and we’re both drunk,” Samantha told her, slurring.
“I would love that,” Tamara said kissing her.
“What had just happened?” I thought to myself, “Was that just alcohol, it must have been. They were both drunk out of their minds right?” I thought trying to convince myself as I wiped my face and made my way to the sink to get their stink off it.
I woke up still feeling like last night was a dream. I made my way to my mom’s room to be her “alarm” but the door was locked, and it sounded like she asleep. I knocked once but I didn’t hear anything. Feeling extremely tired form being woken up last night I decided it was probably best for me to go back and get some sleep.
A couple hours later…
“Hey! What the hell Adam, I missed my shift at work because you didn’t wake me up!” Samantha said yelling, “Get downstairs and start making our breakfast!”
“I can’t believe he can’t follow a simple instruction like waking you up,” Tamara said to my mom.
“I know and I thought he was doing so well,” Samantha said.
“I think we should have a serious discussion about him moving forward,” Tamara said to my mom as they walked away from me.
“Okay breakfast is finished,” I said bring them bacon, eggs and toast in the dining room.
“It’s about time Adam,” Samantha said, “Now why didn’t you wake me up this morning?”
“Your room was locked and I knocked and you didn’t wake up,” I said.
“And why didn’t you just knock louder?” Tamara asked.
“Idk I figured you guys would need sleep after that late night, I guess,” I said trying to defend myself.
“Listen Adam I don’t think I made it clear enough before, your job is to obey, you’re our slave,” She said smiling at Tamara, “That means you just do what we say, you don’t think any more got that?” Samantha said furiously, "My boss already threatened me that if I'm late again that's it! I'll be gone, and you aren't helping put food on the able are you?"
“Sorry mom it wont happen again,” I said nodding.
“Listen, from now on I’m your mommy mistress, and you are going to learn what it means to be a good boy, no more going easy on you got it,” Samantha said.
“And from now on I’m Goddess Tamara got it?” Tamara said.
“Yes mommy mistress and Goddess Tamara,” I said trying not to roll my eyes at their titles.
“Well Adam didn’t you make any breakfast for yourself?” Tamara asked.
“No Goddess Tamara, I only made for you all, since that’s what you told me,” I said.
“He’s got a bit of an attitude but at least he listened to his instructions,” Tamara said.
“Well go get something to eat sissy,” Tamara said. I hated when she called me that.
“No wait, let me take care of your breakfast,” Samantha said.
“I thought we agreed…” Tamara began saying before my mom interrupted her.
“Just wait,” Samantha said as she grabbed a bowl, poured some frosted flakes, and put it on the floor.
“Oh that’s not bad,” Tamara said.
“Oh you like that?” My mom asked Tamara.
“You know I do,” Tamara replied.
“Then you’ll love this,” My mom said as she pulled down her plaid pajama pants revealing she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Then she squatted over my cereal and started peeing in it. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Then before she got up, she farted right on top it, I couldn’t tell if it was on purpose or by accident.
*Puuurrrrppt*
“You should be glad that one wasn’t wet, they’ve been teribble this morning,” My mom said, “Oh one more thing,” She said as she grabbed a spoon off the table and wiped from her pussy to her asshole, paying special attention to rub it in-between her cheeks before she dropped it in the bowl.
“Enjoy!” She said as she put the bowl on the table and pulled out a chair for me.
Tamara scooted over to my mom and put her hand on her legs and whispered in her ear, “That turned me on so much, I’m so wet, after seeing you like that,”
My mom just blushed and made these eyes at Tamara. Had my mom fallen for her?! I wondered.
“Well what are you waiting for? Your mom was kind enough to make you breakfast. Say thank you and eat it all up!” Tamara commanded.
“Thank you mo…mommy mistress,” I said cringing.
The taste was horrific. I did my best to shut my mind down and just eat, but her pee was so acidic and it just smelled like beer for some reason. Plus, it was so warm, it turned my cereal into something more resembling porridge.
They laughed at me and flirted with each other while I suffered to eat the entire bowl out.
Over the course of the next couple weeks, my mom and Tamara had gotten significantly more devious and upped the ante quite a bit. It was clear to me that my mother was genuinely enjoying the new arrangement. Now she didn’t have to clean or cook, and she was using my tongue to get off regularly. She treated me more like a servant and less like a person each day.
Tamara continued her conditioning of me, and to my displeasure it was working. She was able to completely link my arousal with both the smell of her and my mom’s dirty asses and with being humiliated and having my ass played with. I was basically one big experiment for her to see just how depraved she could make me. Luckily I was able to stay strong mentally even though my body was turned on by all that filth. I was sure that once I left home I would be turned on by normal porn like I was before, and hopefully that wouldn’t be far away since I was retaking my test in a few weeks, and would able to go to college after that.
But something else was happening during this time. Tamara and my mom were spending more and more time together, and it was reaching the point where they would have girl’s nights, a few times a week. It seemed like they were only growing closer and closer. I couldn’t believe it. My mom was so repressed, and she was still religious, not to mention as a conservative her main worry was always being shamed from anyone else in the community for not upholding her values. Yet here she was partying with Tamara, God knows where, doing God knows what.
Then suddenly a couple weeks later Tamara and my mom revealed something to me that I didn’t want to hear but was expecting.
“Adam we called you down because we need to tell you something…” My mom continued, “Me and Tamara are dating, and… we’re in love!”
Tamara held my mom’s hand both of them seemed giddy with excitement, “Well aren’t you going to congratulate us sissy?!” Tamara asked.
“Yes Goddess Tamara, congratulate to you and mommy mistress,” I said pretending to be happy for them, when in reality it felt like my entire world was crashing before me.
“So Tammy is moving in!” My mom said excitedly, “She’ll be here all the time now. Isn’t that great Adam.”
“Yes that’s so great mommy mistress.” I said as my heart sunk.
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Tamara kept pushing my mom to escalate things further and further in regard to my punishment. She had used the blackmail she had on me to force me into situations that I hated all to make me look guilty. For instance, she blackmailed me into masturbating by fingering my own asshole and of course, she had my mom check on me and catch me in the act.
“Huh! Adam what are you doing? Are you gay?” My mom asked.
After having denied being gay multiple times, my mom still acted skeptical, it was surprisingly Tamara who stepped into to defend me.
“Just because he likes playing with his asshole doesn’t make him gay Sam, that’s where the male g-spot is. He probably is just horny since we locked up his baby dick,” Tamara said.
“Oh I didn’t know anything about a male g spot,” My mom said.
“Really? Let me show you! Adam bend over, and spread your cheeks,” Tamara commanded.
“Sigh… yes goddess Tamara…” I said complying with her request.
“There now put your finger in there and you should feel it right about here,” Tamara said.
“Now massage it and slide your finger in and out like you’re fucking his ass,” Tamara continued.
“Wait mommy mistress, if you keep going….” I said before I unexpectedly started to cum in my cage.
“Bad Adam!” Samantha said as she pulled out her finger and spanked my ass.
“Don’t worry we’ll punish him later, but look how good you did! Wasn’t that fun! Did you hear how you had him moaning?” She asked.
“Yeah that was pretty exciting, he was also moaning like such a slut,” My mom said.
“Right, maybe we should just turn him into an anal slut!” Tamara suggested.
My mom just giggled. It was a joke but it still had me terrified.
The next night...
Tamara and my mom were lying down in bed while I massaged their feet when the topic of conversation shifted to me.
“I’m sorry Sam but I don’t feel like Adam likes us together,” Tamara said.
My mom was immediately apologetic and insisted that wasn’t true, “Right Adam?” She asked.
“Of course I’m happy for both of you, mommy mistress,” I said.
“See he’s happy for us!” My mom said.
“I don’t know if he realized that we’re really in love, I think he just sees me as trying to steal you away... Maybe he needs to see just how in love we are,” Tamara said giving my mom a look.
“What did you have in mind?” My mom asked nervously but also kind of excited.
“Well how about this,” She said as she got up from the bed ran to the kitchen and came back with a roll of plastic wrap, “Help me wrap him up,” She told my mom.
Together they completely mummified me except for my head and then they threw me on the bed. Then Tamara went into the closet and returned wearing a strap on. I couldn’t believe the size of the dildo, was that what women considered normal?! After she got on the bed on her knees and gestured to my mom to come to her. My mom came on all fours over me while Tamara was now above my face.
“Now start sucking my cock baby,” Tamara said to my mom.
“Oh baby you know I’ll do anything for your fat cock,” My mom replied.
I was seeing the entire scene unfold above me. I was shocked to see that my mom was able to take her big black dildo all the way down her throat. Soon Tamara was straight up throat fucking my mom. It only took seconds before my mom’s spit was gushing down dripping all over my face. I tried to turn my head but Tamara saw and was not having it.
“Keep your head still sissy boy,” She said, “Baby do you see how he’s trying to avoid your spit? That’s just ungrateful,” Tamara told her.
“Oh is that right?” My mom said before Tamara started back deep throating her, and then proceeded to stop and slowly let the saliva run from my mom’s mouth down all over my face. Tamara then started slapping my face with her massive dildo.
“Open your mouth sissy!” My mom shouted, knowing I had no real choice I obeyed. That’s when she started back sucking the giant dildo and spitting into my mouth once it was full of saliva. I couldn’t help but gag as sallowing her saliva felt so disgusting.
“I knew he would appreciate it eventually,” My mom said laughing to Tamara.
“Okay babe, now turn around, my cock is hungry for that sweet cunt,” Tamara said to her.
I was mortified seeing my mom sucking cock from the person I detested most in this world even if it was fake. Not only that but my mom was happy to humiliate me and degrade me once it pleased Tamara. And now I was going to witness her take this big dildo into her pussy right over my face.
“Ready baby?” Tamara asked.
“Yeah my pussy needs your cock tammy,” She said.
Soon I was witnessing my mom taking this huge dildo in her hairy snatch. Tamara thrusted back and forth with vigor and of course some of the juices from my mom’s pussy started dripping onto my face.
“You like that babe?” Tamara asked, to which my mom only responded by moaning louder.
Then Tamara spat on her hand and started massaging my mom’s asshole before she pushed one finger in, and then two. My mom moans grew louder and louder, showing just how much she was enjoying what Tamara was doing.
“Want me to fuck your ass?” Tamara asked.
“Of course, but… I don’t think it will be clean in there… and I’m always get so gassy the next day!” Samantha said.
“Don’t worry Adam is here on clean up duty isn’t that right?” Tamara said as she pulled out her fingers from my mom’s dirty asshole and shoved them into my mouth. The taste immediately hit my mouth, her asshole was definitely filthy inside.
“Suck them clean!” She commanded.
“Okay I can’t wait anymore, baby, I need to fuck that fat ass. Okay here it comes,” Tamara said as she pulled out the dildo from my mom’s pussy and pushed it into her asshole slowly. I couldn’t believe something that big could fit into her asshole, but it only took a minute before she was able to thrust that dildo in and out like it was nothing.
“I know! Get lower so he can lick your clit, while I fuck your ass,” Tamara said to which my mom immediately complied.
“Oh baby I’m going to cum if you don’t slow down,” My mom said to Tamara as I licked her clit just as I was taught to do. Her pussy was wetter than it had ever been. Being with Tamara definitely turned her on more than anything else. She was in heaven; it was like she was high.
“Aww baby, slow down? No way, I’m going to fuck you twice as fast!” Tamara said.
Soon my mom was screaming and moaning and cursing. It was like she was possessed. Not only that but once she came it was like she became drunk. She was talking incoherently, and just acting weird. She raised up a bit as Tamara removed the big cock from her ass. Then my mom turned over and laid down on the bed and fell asleep almost immediately.
“Oh looks like your mommy mistress left my cock a bit dirty,” Tamara said, as she waved the black dildo above my face, showing me the streaks of brown on it. “Well get to work cocksucker, Sissy’s like you should at least be able to do that,” She said as she pushed her cock against my mouth and I just instinctually opened it, like an idiot. Then she shoved it inside began pushing in and out. The taste was so bad I wasn’t sure I could keep myself from throwing up. I wanted to push her off of me but I was completely at her mercy.
“Okay that’s enough sucking, you’re terrible at it anyway, just lick the entire length of my shaft, when it’s clean I’ll let you out, and in the morning you can clean Sam’s stinky butt, it was pretty dirty by the time I was finished, and mine is soaked in sweat. Aren’t you lucky to be getting such a treat!” Tamara said laughing while my mom was already fast asleep.
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Then out of nowhere Tamara and my had some big new to tell me.
“I know me and Tamara haven’t been dating for that long but we’re in love and we just knew,” She said pausing to take a breath, “We just knew we wanted to spend our lives together, so what I’m trying to say is…”
“We got Married! You're now look at Mrs. and Mrs. Johnson,” Tamara said excitedly.
“What?!” I said.
“Yup you’re now looking at my wife Adam so you better be respectful,” Tamara said, grabbing my mom’s ass.
“But you two have only known each other less than two months Mommy Mistress!” I said in disbelief, this couldn’t be happening. My mom, the person who less than three months ago was talking about lesbians and gays being possessed by Satan was now married to a woman herself. The same woman who cares more about what strangers in church think than her own son, I couldn’t believe Tamara was able to play my mom so easily.
“Well when you’re in love like we are it doesn’t matter does it!” Samantha said, “Now you better start treating Tamara just like you would treat me okay, She’s your other mommy now.”
“And I’m your new daddy,” She said to my mom, before sticking her tongue down her throat.
“Which reminds me, Adam from now on things are going to change, Tamara is clearly better at training you than me, so what she says goes okay.” Samantha said.
“That goes for you too baby,” Tamara said to my mom.
“Of course babe, you know I’ll do anything for you!” Samantha said to Tamara.
“Anything huh?” Tamara asked with a devilish grin, “Good then strip, take it all off, nice and slowly for me, right here,” Tamara commanded my Mom.
She slowly pulled off her tight denim jeans and lifted off her top and unhooked her bra, then she slowly pulled off her panties, and I could see strands of her thick juices stretch as they stuck to her panties.
“Good baby, I love that you never hesitate with me,” Tamara said.
“That’s because I trust you with my life,” Samantha said.
“Good then go and slap Adam in the balls, hard!” Tamara ordered her.
“Wait what?!” I said before my mom walked straight up to me and slapped me so hard I dropped to my knees.
“Well since he’s already on his knees, I want you to pee all over him, right here in the living room,” Tamara said, and without question my mom spread her legs pushed her pelvis forward and started to pee all over me.
“Good girl!” Tamara said to her.
“Thank you baby,” My mom said blushing.
“Now wipe yourself clean on his hair and let’s go consummate this marriage!” Tamara said.
My mom didn’t even think twice, she just did as she was told and grabbed my head and rubbed her wet pussy on my hair, before Tamara came and started making out with her.
“It turns me on so much to see you how much you’re willing to do for me,” Tamara said.
“Like I said, I’ll do anything for you my love,” Samantha said as they groped each other while I was still recovering from the pain.
“Let’s go upstairs, I think Adam had learned the new order of things here, and I need to fuck that hairy cunt and fat ass,” Tamara said to my mom.
The next day as they were eating breakfast and I cleaning, we heard the door ring.
“Oh that must be her now,” Tamara said before she and Samantha got to the door.
“Hey Ash! Welcome to your new home!” Tamara said.
“This is Samantha, my wife who I told you all about,” Tamara said.
“Oh… nice to meet you,” Ashely said, “Tamara has told me all about you, but she didn’t tell me how fat your butt really was.”
My mom just laughed and said, “Nice to meet you too, I guess we’re sister in laws now!”
“Hey don’t forget Samantha is mine, you can go find your own milf,” Tamara said grabbing my mom’s behind making her blush.
“Aww you guys are so in love,” Ashely said.
“Adam get in here!” Tamara shouted.
“This is my sister Ashely, she’s going to be living with us from now on,” Tamara said introducing me.
“Nice to meet you,” I said not even knowing Tamara had a sister, much less one as hot as this. She was like a model, dirty blond hair, tall, tiny waist with curves in all the right places, and some perky CC cups. She was well perfect. How was she and Tamara even related I thought to myself.
“Why is he wearing boy’s clothes? I thought you said he was a sissy? I was all excited to see him dressed like a girl, and he’s even shorter than you said,” Ashely said to Tamara.
“Well we don’t have money to get him a new wardrobe,” Tamara said, “But he does only wear panties, go oh Adam show her,” She commanded.
This couldn’t be happening. I was being forced to show the hottest girl I had ever seen in my life, that I wore panties, and not only that but my penis was locked away in a tiny cage underneath.
“Adam now! Or do you want to get punished,” Tamara threaten.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT?! His cock… its… so little, did it stop growing when he was a baby,” She said laughing, “Those panties really suit him though. Why don’t you come kiss my feet, and welcome me Adam?”
I looked over at my mom and Tamara who didn’t blink an eye, and I walked over to her and bent down and kissed both her feet. They were all clammy and the smell from her sandals was awful, how could just an angelic looking girl have feet that smelled like moldy cheese.
“Well it looks like you did a good job training him sis,” Ashely said.
“But I was kinda hoping he could be like the little sister I never had, but he’s all boyish, he’s not a real sissy, can I get him a new wardrobe, please please please,” Ashely said begging.
“Sure but with what money?” Tamara said, as my mom stayed quiet.
“I know, I’ll just sell the clothes he has now, and I’m sure I could scrape together enough to get some stuff from the thrift store,” Ashely said.
“Not bad, I didn’t even think of that,” Tamara said, “Well I’m glad you’re here, because we’ve been so busy enjoying newly married life we hardly had time to train him. Think you can help us out? Until you go off to college of course,” Tamara said.
“Yeah I’d love too! Leave it to me sis!” Ashely said, “Oh where am I staying?” She asked.
“Well the only other bedroom is Adam’s so you’ll have to take his room, but that’s all good right babe?” Tamara said to my mom.
“Of course honey, you know what’s best!” My mom said.
“Great! So you’ll take Adam’s room and Adam can sleep… Hmm there’s no other rooms, not even a basement, I guess Adam can sleep in your bathroom? Would you be okay with that Ash?” Tamara asked.
“Fine…. I guess he can, I mean he’s so tiny and his baby dick is all locked up so he doesn’t really seem like a man anyway, and I am going to turn him into my sister so… I guess it’s okay.” Ashely said.
“Aww isn’t my sister the nicest, willing to let Adam sleep in her bathroom,” Tamara said.
“Oh yes that’s so nice of her sweetie,” Samantha said to Tamara.
“Well Adam carry my things up to my new room, I’ll get rid of your stuff don’t worry,” Ashely said.
Ashely gathered together all my clothes, and put them in garbage bags before she went out to the thrift store. She also took a thick quilt and a pillow and made me a bed on the floor between the toilet and the shower in “Her” tiny bathroom.
That night Ashely returned with my new wardrobe…
“Tammy, Samantha get down here, I want you guys to see Adam’s new wardrobe. It’s so cute!” Ashely screamed.
“Okay so no more of those ugly guy clothes for you, I’ve got you some cute booty shorts, some skirts, a few really cute but really short dresses, a few spaghetti strap tops, some thong body suits and I’ve even gotten you some heels. I had to actually buy new underwear because well, they don’t sell them used unfortunately, but also because your old panties were so lame, so I got you the skimpiest stuff I could find, some G-strings and some thongs, even some crotch less panties. And everything is so cute and girly! I can’t wait to turn you into my little sissy.” Ashely said.
“But Ashely he won’t be able to leave the house looking like that? What will the neighbors think?” My mom asked concerned.
“That’s true but I’m sure Ash has a plan, right Ash?” Tamara said.
“Well isn’t he sick in the head or something? Some kind of sick perv? So why would he ever need to leave the house anyway?” Ashley said.
“Well once we finish with his training he’ll be able to leave, and he has an exam coming up in a week,” Samantha said.
“Oh don’t worry, I’ll figure it out,” Ashely said.
“See she has it figured out, you trust Ashely right?” Tamara asked.
“Yes of course I do, it’s just that if he misses this exam, he’ll be stuck living here without the chance of going to college and getting a decent job, and I just can’t afford to take care of everyone, since I’m already working two jobs as it is.” Samantha explained.
“True since I’m busy overseeing his training and Ashely will be living here too, things will get more difficult,” Tamara said, knowing fully well she was just too lazy to get a real job.
“I think I have an idea!” Ashely shouted with excitement, “You trust me don’t you Samantha?”
“Yes Ashely of course I do,” My mom said looking at Tamara for approval. There was no way she could actually trust Ashely after only knowing her for one day.
“Good then it’s time we have a little photoshoot with Adam. Get ready to model your new outfits, sis,” Ashely said to me. Tamara grinned loving every minute of this, while my mom looked at me like I was such a loser.
“There! I’ve got some great pics! Give me a few days and I’ll solve all our money problems!” Ashely insisted.
“Now then sissy, my sister tells me you like stinky assholes, is that true?” Ashely asked.
“Yes I do…” I said humiliated.
“You can call me Princess Ashely from now on, and if that’s the case, you’re in for a treat. My asshole, is filthy, I didn’t shower all week, and I’ve had the worst shits the last couple days, Let’s see what you’re good for,” Ashely said.
“Yes Princess Ashely…” I said as I was beginning to reach my breaking point.
“Okay I’m just going to lie down my my stomach while I fix our money trouble, you can pull down my shorts and panties and get to sniffing, It’s actually kinda itchy, so if you could scratch it with your nose that would be great,” She said.
“Yes Princess Ashely,” I said. Honestly I was actually excited to see her naked, she was the first truly hot girl I was ever going to see naked. I don’t think I would have ever had a chance to see a girl this hot naked in my life, but I didn’t want it to be like this.
Her ass cheeks were stuck together by all her sweat and filth. From the time I spread them apart the smell wafted into my nostrils. It was powerful to say the least. I actually coughed, not expecting it to be this pungent. Then I lowered my face closer to her asshole, after taking a long glance at her perfect fat pussy. Then my ass touched her moist, hot crevice. The smell up close was even worse, comparing it to hot garbage would be an insult to garbage. Then I began rubbing my nose up and down her crack as she giggled and commanded me on to scratch it harder. The stink was now all over my face and even in my nose. I just couldn’t escape from it.
*Purrpt*
“Hahahaha I just farted straight into your nose! I can’t wait to tell Tamara I actually did it, she told me you hated farts,” Ashely revealed, “She told me everything actually. Anyway that was fun, now you can lick it clean, I want some nice, wide, slow, licks okay. Savior the taste of your princess’s ripe shithole,” She said laughing while she was on her phone.
Later that night I woke up as the lights in the bathroom came on and I saw Ashely on the toilet.
*BRRRRRRRRURRRURRRRAAAAPPPPP*
I heard before hearing splashing noises. The insanely loud farts and splashes continued for a few minutes until she was finally done. Though by that time the room was already filled with the smell of shit.
“Aww did I wake you up?” Ashely asked.
“Yes princess Ashely,” I replied.
“Well don’t worry I’m almost done let me just…” She said as she went to get the roll of toilet paper, “Where’s the toilet paper? Did you get rid of it so you can clean me yourself?” She asked.
“No Princess Ashely I didn’t, I swear,” I replied.
“Relax, I know you didn’t, I did! I just wanted to see the look on your face. Well up up, get to licking sissy,” Ashely said giggling, as she got off the toilet and bent over a bit spreading her cheeks, to reveal that the rim of her asshole was stained with her shit, and it looked like toilet water had splashed on it as well.
“You and your mom have no idea how fucked you guys are,” Ashely said, “Now lick it clean, bitch, I don’t have all day, or do you want your friends and the entire world to know what a freak you are? Didn’t think so.”
I knew it! Tamara was only using my mom to continue humiliating me, that must be what she meant.
Either way I decided to go with it for now. Once I left Tamara would leave my mom alone and everything would get back to normal.
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A couple days later Ashely stormed into Samantha and Tamara’s bed room as I was giving them a foot rub, with some news she was anxious to tell.
“I did it!” Ashely yelled.
“What exactly did you do Ash?” Tamara asked.
“I solved all our money troubles, is what!” Ashely replied.
“Oh that’s Amazing, how did you do that?” My mom replied.
“Well you know those photos I took of Adam in his girly outfits?” Ashely asked, to which they both nodded, “Well I made an account for him on a website using those photos, and I found someone who would pay a lot of money to get some quality time with Adam here.”
“What do you mean? Could people see his face? It’s not a gay thing right?” My mom asked seeming genuinely worried.
“No the website is for older women who are looking for young guys to fulfil their fantasies,” Ashely replied, “But what if it was a gay thing? I mean you’re a lesbian… so what’s wrong with that?” Ashley asked my mom.
“True, I am, but Adam may be girly but he isn’t gay you know,” My mom replied.
“Yeah that’s true, I was worried for a minute that you were a homophobic lesbian,” Ashley joked.
“No no, of course not, I couldn’t be more head over heels for my Tammy,” She said kissing Tamara.
“Aww! Anyway she’s offering $1000, just for an evening with him, I told her she could come tomorrow,” Ashely said.
“That’s amazing! But once he will still have time to study,” My mom said.
“Duhh, I thought about everything! Why are you questioning me so much! Fuck. Tam I feel like your wife doesn’t trust me!” Ashely said on the verge on throwing a tantrum.
“No that couldn’t be further from the truth,” My mom replied.
“Don’t worry Ash, she’s just over protective of her baby, that’s all. Isn’t that right Sam?” Tamara said to her.
“Yes of course, I’m so sorry for making you feeling I had any doubts, I’ll make sure not to question you again,” My mom said nervously.
“Good! I like the sound of that,” Ashely said laughing, her mood having completely changed in just a few seconds.
“Anyway her name is Mrs. Morrison, and she’ll be here after lunch tomorrow, and I can’t wait to meet her, she wants to talk to all of us of course. Once she heard about our situation with Adam she seemed particularly intrigued,” Ashely said.
My head was spinning in circles, I just couldn’t believe what I was hearing, I just couldn’t comprehend it. Should I try and run away? But where would I go? Would my so call friends actually help me? Should I wait to see who this lady was? Maybe she just wants company. Maybe I could wait it out and leave after I finish my final exam. My thoughts were racing and I couldn’t sleep that night.
The next afternoon….
“Mrs. Morrison, so glad you could join us” Ashely said, “This is my sister Tamara and her wife Samantha, and of course you’ve seen Adam before.”
“Nice to meet you all,” The older lady said, "And thank you for agreeing to sign those non disclosure agreements." She was definitely a high class lady. She was chauffeured in some long European car and had security with her, she dressed classy and kept herself looking good even though she was probably around sixty and the way she spoke was very professional. She must have been the heiress of some huge company.
“So I take it Ashley told you all about my offer?” Mrs. Morrison continued.
“Well not exactly, I only told them about how much would pay for this meeting,” Ashely said, “I thought it best you give them the offer yourself.”
“Fair enough, having looked at Adam, he’s exactly what I’m looking for. You see we all have our kinks and fantasies, for some people it’s bondage, for some its big cocks, or big breast, for other exhibitionism, but for me… My fetish has always been the idea of taking a boy and turning him into a real life doll.” She said.
“So you want to dress him up?” Tamara asked.
“No it goes much further than that, I want to take him and turn him into a pretty doll, in real life. I want to permanently change him,” She said, “But I don’t want the boy to want it, it has to be against his will. That’s the basis for my entire kink. That’s where my problem lies, I have never found an unwilling, willing candidate before now.”
“Oh… I wasn’t expecting anything so… extreme… “My mom replied.
“I know it’s asking a lot, but I’m wealthy and powerful, I have all the right people paid off so doing it is easy, finding someone like Adam well not so much. And that’s why I’m willing to give you three hundred thousand dollars. That’s almost a hundred thousand for every month that I’ll keep him,” Mrs. Morrison said, “Initially I was going to offer you one hundred thousand dollars but Adam is perfect! But this offer expires in the next hour. I won’t negotiate.” She said.
“So you’ll be keeping him for around three months?” Ashely asked.
“Yes I would need to do some small procedures to turn him into what I want, and that would take recovery time etc. So yes three months,” Miss Morrison replied.
“So when do you need to take him?” Tamara asked.
“Well ideally today, I can have the money transferred at a moment’s notice,” Miss Morrison said.
“Oh that’s quite sudden, maybe we should think about this a bit longer?” My mom said sounding apprehensive. Surely I could count on my mom to be the voice of reason, she would never sell to someone.
“What’s there to think about babe? Do you want to be working two and three jobs every day for the rest of your life?” Tamara said.
“Well no but what about Adam, he’s my son and, surgery sounds extreme, and he has his whole future ahead of him. I don’t know.” My mom said.
“I understand I know this is hard for you… so I’m going to have to make the executive decision. Miss Morrison you’ve got yourself a deal!” Tamara said.
“Yes!!!!” Ashely screamed with excitement, “Designer wardrobe here I come!”
My own mother just sat there quietly while Tamara was selling her son, I couldn’t believe it. At that moment something in me just broke and I quickly got up and ran for the door, I couldn’t let this happen, I wasn’t going to be someone’s toy to experiment on. I don’t know where I would go or what I would do but anything would be better than this.
“Oh no you don’t,” Ashely said as she ran like lightening catching up to me in a split second and shoving me to the floor. After that everything went dark….