Brenda turned Suzanne's way immediately. Her resolve to completely obey her mistress was sky high now, after everything Suzanne had just said and done. She'd very much liked having Suzanne as a mistress before, but now she adored her with a fervor that bordered on the religious.
Adrian turned his head more slowly, mostly to see where his mother was looking.
Even though Brenda's hand was still slowly pumping up and down on Adrian's shaft, Suzanne could see she had enough of their attention, so she said, "I'm sure you two want to be alone, so I'll leave in a minute. But before I do, Slave, there's the matter of your punishment." She turned to look significantly at Adrian. "Since you were so gallant and heroic, I'm not going to spank or whip your mother... this time."
Brenda thought, Damn! And she might even have whipped me? Double damn! But on the other hand, it's so sweet that my Pooh Bear thought I'd mind...
However, Suzanne continued, "But that wasn't going to be Brenda's main punishment in any case. In fact, with her, spanking is probably more of a reward than a deterrent. No, the real punishment, Slave, is that you're banned from ALL sexual activity for the next twenty-four hours. No fucking, no orgasms, no touching!"
Brenda gasped in horror and stopped her handjob. "What?! No! You can't mean it!" Then, realizing that wasn't the response of a good and obedient slave, she said, "Scratch that! What I meant to say is, yes, Mistress. Thank you for your wise and just decision." She dropped her head glumly, then remembered the importance of looking in Suzanne's eyes and jerked her head back up.
Suzanne raised an eyebrow and looked at Brenda doubtfully, but said, "I'll let that insolence slide as well since I'm in a charitable mood."
Adrian looked down at the hand, around his dick but frozen in place, and then at Brenda's nipples poking into his chest. Then he looked up at Suzanne. "Excuse me, but you can't be serious! Twenty-four hours?! Not now, when everything was getting so close! And what gives you that right?!"
Brenda looked at her son. "Aidy, please try to understand. She's my mistress! Well, one of them. And I'm her Tit Slave. Just be glad that she's so kind. I probably deserve to be banned for a week or more, the way I'm so uppity."
Suzanne said, "She's right. I'm too much of a softy. Twenty-four hours is practically nothing. Adrian, I admire the way you defended your mother. That's put me in such a generous mood that I'll add two more conditions for your benefit. One, your mother can give you one more orgasm before the ban begins. Then, from that minute onwards, you have exactly 24 hours, not one minute less. And two, assuming that the two of you don't violate the ban, you will be free to do anything you want to each other once the ban is over."
That got Brenda all excited, and she started jacking Adrian off again. "Did you hear that, Aidy! That means we can fuck! Really, truly fuck! Mistress Suzanne wouldn't allow it before, but now we can! Right, Mistress?"
Suzanne made a slight nod.
"Just think, son! By tomorrow night, you'll be able to dip your wick in your mother. You'll be able to slide your hot, pulsing tool right into my tight slit where it belongs! Did you know I'm tight? I'm really tight. You'll be a motherfucker! We'll be able to fuck and suck, suck and fuck, all night long!"
She had both hands around his pole and they were really flying up and down now, aided by a steady flow of pre-cum. "And it won't stop tomorrow! Sure, I'm Alan's slave, and Suzanne's slave, but I'll be YOUR slave too! Just think: we'll be able to sleep together nearly every night! You won't just give me a goodnight kiss, you'll give me a goodnight FUCK! You'll RAM it in there! HARD! RAM IT! So deep! Deep and hard, you motherfucker! Fuck me! AAAAIIIIEEE!"
Adrian had been struggling not to cum, especially since Suzanne said that he would only be allowed one last climax before the ban began. But between the way Brenda's hands were flying up and down with the speed of hummingbird wings and her filthy and enthusiastic words about getting fucked, there was simply no way he could hold out anymore. In fact, it was a near miracle he'd made it that long, especially after his long suffering state inside the wardrobe.
But then Brenda began her own big orgasm, even though he wasn't really touching her in any stimulating way - she was just blown away by the prospect of getting fucked by her son on a daily basis. And with her body trembling all over his and seeing the rapturous look on her face, he couldn't hold out a single second longer.
"AH! AH! AH! NO! NOOOO!" His climax was powerful but bittersweet, because it came too soon. Even as his dick jerked wildly in his mother's hands and his cum shot towards her chest, he was all too aware that this would also start the beginning of the 24-hour ban.
She let go and scooted back, so that much of his flying cum could land on her face, too. She smiled up at him adoringly all the while, despite the danger of getting cum in her eyes.
As it ended, Brenda fell onto him and wrapped him in a hug. "Oh! Aidy! That was so good! I'm so HAPPY! Between my mistress showing me my place and you showering me in sperm - OH! It's just too good! Pooh Bear!" She kissed him all over his cheek and nose. "I'm going to be TIT SLAVE to my son! I can't wait to tell..." She was about to say "Susan" when she realized it might not be prudent to reveal that name to her son just yet.
Adrian was still panting heavily. "Who... who were you about to tell?"
Brenda looked to Suzanne to see if she should proceed.
Suzanne thought it over seriously. She knew they'd have to tell him soon, if only because Brenda had a habit of blurting things out when she was extremely aroused, and she knew that could cause big trouble. But she decided it wasn't yet time and shook her head no.
Seeing that, Brenda said, "Never you mind. Just a new friend of mine who helped turn me on to what sex can really be. I'll tell you about her later." But her enthusiasm got the best of her and she couldn't help but add, "She believes, as do I, that big-titted mommies have been placed here on this Earth to get fucked by their sons. You should hear her Big Tits Theory. She's so wise! In fact, getting son-fucked is just about our highest calling for us big-titted mommies! Don't you agree?"
"Er, well..." Adrian was feeling whiplashed. He was already beginning to feel a
post-orgasmic come-down, and the reminder that this mysterious Alan guy was lording over and having sex with Brenda certainly didn't cheer him up.
But on the other hand, Brenda's sheer enthusiasm at being a "son-fucker" was contagious, even if he didn't understand what she was talking about when she was discussing this new friend of hers. And the two of them were still as naked as ever and her soft and curvy body was still draped all over his, and his mind was mostly focused on that instead.
He knew that despite the great number of times he'd climaxed in the past hour or two, he'd be getting hard again soon if his mother didn't get off him soon. And that realization depressed him more than anything, because of the ban.
He muttered out loud, "I can't believe it! There goes my last cum!"
However, Suzanne winked at him. "Technically, I think we can let that one slide. After all, I was still explaining the rules to you. Why don't we say one last climax for you, starting now. And remember that your mother is banned from touching you or having any climaxes after that. I'm sure she'll appreciate it if you don't make this any more difficult for her to endure than it already will be." She looked meaningfully at Brenda. "I don't even have to worry about you lying to me about that, now, do I?"
Brenda knew that she was completely in Suzanne's thrall now. She'd felt before that, of the four women in the Plummer house who were technically her mistresses, Suzanne was the one who knew exactly how to treat her. Now, she had no doubt about that whatsoever. The mere idea of lying to her was unthinkable. "No, Mistress," she said with complete obedience.
"Good. But as for you, Adrian, you're not really being punished, so you can feel free to cum as much as you like even after the ban begins, just so long as there's no touching of your mother whatsoever. But if I were you, I'd want to save myself up because I have a feeling tomorrow's going to be a big night for you." She winked at him again.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Adrian could scarcely believe his own words and immediately wished he could take them back. Mere minutes before, he'd been contemplating punching Suzanne to save his mother, but now he was profusely thanking her and he didn't understand why. He wished that he didn't always crumble in the face of intimidating and domineering people, but he couldn't help himself.
He was too distracted to realize it, but in saying that he tacitly bought in to the idea that Suzanne really was Brenda's mistress and had complete power over her, and even considerable power over himself. He was simply too beaten down by all the bullies at school and too lacking in self-confidence to challenge Suzanne's authority. He might grumble about it, and resent her greatly, but he didn't think to question the fact that this woman he barely knew now had complete control over the Hunter household.
Suzanne could tell what her position now was over both of them, and felt that it was for the best. She knew that she'd have to talk to Brenda and Adrian in depth later to learn more, but she instinctively felt that some of Adrian's problems stemmed from a lack of discipline. Brenda was terribly spoiled herself and indulged her son far too much. Anika was the only one to tell him no very much, and that wasn't enough. He was drifting and lacked willpower and assertiveness.
Suzanne was already thinking ahead. She could see that the fates of Alan's harem and Adrian would be closely intertwined, even if Adrian never had sex with anyone aside from his mother, and so it was good for everyone if Adrian could get his act together and stop being listless and wimpy. She would use her new power over him and Brenda not only to get him to accept the changes in Brenda's life, but also to make him a better person, given time. She could tell it would be a big job because his life was obviously a mess and the only bright spot was his love for his mother.
She said to him, "Adrian, there are two other things which you need to understand. First, your mother has needs which you as her son shouldn't even try to meet, because the two of you love each other so much. If you try to help her with them, it'll just warp the good thing you share with her. These needs, which you've seen a little of, will be met by her serving us, sexually and submissively, in Alan's house. She won't do that because she's forced to do it but because she wants to, with all her heart and soul. This is what she wants, deep down inside. Yes, she will be serving Alan, sexually, and he will be fucking her when she's earned the reward of being allowed to serve his pleasure, but she won't be sleeping in his bed every night. Not even close. Instead, she'll be here, spending almost all of her nights with you, being fucked by you, until the two of you collapse from sheer exhaustion."
Suzanne had to try hard not to laugh at the look of dumbfounded wonderment on Adrian's face. But even more amusing was the look of pure joy on Brenda's face.
Brenda obviously had to force herself not to squeal with delight at several points, for instance when she mentioned "serving Alan, sexually."
Adrian asked, "So that's the deal?"
"No," Suzanne said firmly. "That's the reality. You can either accept the reality or rail against it, but there's nothing you can say or do to change it. This is the new Brenda now, and there's no going back. I suggest you enjoy her to the fullest."
Adrian nodded. He was torn and confused, and had no idea how to stand up to Suzanne. When she used all her powers of persuasion, she truly was nearly unstoppable. (Alan had been lucky that she had been so smitten with him that she had never tried to dominate him the way she was now dominating the Hunter family.)
Suzanne nodded, but in an almost disinterested manner, as if she'd known all along that he had no choice but to agree. "Good lad. Try to keep up with her, if you can. She can get a little... demanding, at times." She smirked and winked at the two of them. Then she pulled out her sunglasses and put them back on, saying, "Okay, I'm going to leave you two be. I'll get Anika - who doubtless still has her ear to the door - to time exactly when your 24-hour ban begins. Have fun. Toodle-oo!" She waved goodbye and walked to the door. She paused before closing it to hear what the other two would say.
"Did you hear that, Aidy? Isn't Mistress Suzanne just the most wonderful mistress in the whole wide world? Let's get started right away! What do you want first? A titfuck or a blowjob, or something else?"
Adrian replied, "Do we have to choose? I feel like I've shot out gallons of cum in the last hour. I think I'll be able to last a good while this next time. Maybe we can draw this out for a while."
"Oooh! Great idea! With any luck, we can play and play for hours! Why don't we start with a blowjob - I really want to give you a good one - and then you can fuck my tits for a while, and we'll see what we want to do after that, okay?"
"Okay!"
"Great! Just remember now that I'm still your momma, but I'm also your slave! Your sex slave! Your tit slave!" She arched her back proudly, thrusting those tits forward. "Just because I'm Alan's slave too doesn't stop you from doing ANYthing you want to with me. ANYTHING!"
"Oh God! This is like a dream come true! I'm getting hard again already!"
Suzanne heard the sounds of sucking and slurping, followed by a loud groaning. She smiled knowingly. They think they can hold back from cumming for hours, but I give them half an hour, tops. But then he's gonna remember his video surveillance collection and he'll have plenty of fun after that too, I'm sure.
She finally closed the door and chuckled to herself. She didn't see any sign of Anika in the hall, but had no doubt that she was right
that Anika had been listening the whole time, right up until she announced that she was leaving. She thought, I am too much of a softy to be a really great hard-core dominatrix. Those two need some special time together. I just hope everything works out, because both of them need a lot of emotional support.
What did Adrian say earlier? Oh, yes. "Don't hurt her like the bullies hurt me! I can't let her suffer like that!" Obviously he's been horribly traumatized by his school bullies, which isn't too surprising since he's walking around like he has a big "kick me" sign on his back. I'll need to learn more about what's happened to him in school. Maybe I can get him and Sweetie to work together on their respective bully problems. That could be the start of a common bond between them. Hrm. I like. And Brenda seems to have some big skeletons in her closet that I'm going to have to find out more about, especially regarding her relationship with her parents. But at least they have each other and they obviously love each other very, very much. That's... beautiful.
Feeling a little misty eyed but also very pleased at herself, she walked down the hall to look for Anika so she could give her some instructions on monitoring the 24-hour ban before heading home.
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