The Newest Slave

Chapter 11

"Jack, this isn't right," she started. "You have to let me go. It's just not right."

"Should I go get one of the paddles?"

Angela shook her head in disbelief at what was happening to her. Finally, she turned to her son and hung her head, defeated. "No. You won't need a paddle. I'll cooperate."

"Good girl," he smiled. She looked beautiful to him, especially the way she was blushing and looking so submissive at the moment. He tucked a finger under her chin and tilted her head up so she was looking at him. Then he gathered her breasts in his hands and held them. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this moment to come. You are my favorite beat off fantasy-girl. All of my friends think you are the hottest woman alive. They'll die when they hear that I have actually fucked you."

"Jack, it's wrong. You mustn't do that. And you must never tell them that you even saw me naked."

He was palpating her breasts now, enjoying the warm, soft pillows of flesh that weighed heavily in his hands. He knew that his mother had big breasts but he didn't know quite how big and he didn't know whether or not they sagged. Now he knew. They were very large. And there was hardly any drop in them at all. They were as large and firm as any of the models in the men's magazines that he and his friends looked at. She could be a model as far as he was concerned.

She looked into his eyes but his gaze was on her chest. She saw him eying her breasts closely as if memorizing every inch of them. This was so humiliating and she wondered how their relationship could ever return to normal. She sucked in her breath as he lowered his head and she turned her gaze downward. She watched with horror as he extended his tongue and slowly circled each nipple, wetting them.

"I used to feed here, didn't I?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied in a whisper.

"Yes, Master," he corrected her.

"Yes, Master," she whispered. She saw him part his lips and suck one nipple into his mouth. He pulsed it a few times and then sucked as much breast meat as he could into his mouth. This was just awful!

There was a knock at the door and John poked his head in. "I'm glad to see you are enjoying our new toy, Jack."

"Oh, I am, Dad," he responded after he released the breast. "And I definitely will. She's my dream girl."

That was news to John. He knew he had a gorgeous wife and that most men lusted after her. But he had no idea that his own son also lusted after his mother. He had no doubt now that Angela would be well fucked by her son.

"That's good to hear," said John. "One thing I forgot to tell you is that she is to be freed if she agrees to cancel her trip."

Angela started fuming at that comment. She could not believe that he could be so cruel. What was wrong with her taking some time for herself? They both had extramarital relationships. Why was he being so stubborn about this one? Well, she could be just as stubborn, even if it might result in having sex with her son.

"Will do, Dad," nodded Jack. "Oh, Dad, these are amazing!" He held Angela's breasts a little higher.

"Come feel them," he continued. "They're perfect."

John laughed. "I've felt them before a few times. And yes, they are perfect. Enjoy your new girl." Then he stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him.

"Oh yeah," muttered Jack. "I guess he has felt them a few times."

"Yes, he has," confirmed Angela. "He's supposed to. You're not."

"Well, guys other than Dad get to enjoy them. He told me that black guy who sold you last week was going to fuck you. I'll bet he felt these when he fucked you." He squeezed the breasts again to illustrate what he meant by these. "Did he?"

"Did he what? Fuck me or touch my breasts?"

"Well, I already know he was going to fuck you. Did he touch your breasts?"

"Yes," she sighed. "He touched them."

"So just think of me as one more man who has touched your breasts." Jack squeezed them a little harder this time, causing Angela to wince. "But enough chit chat. It's time to get down to business."

Jack peeled out of his clothing quickly. Angela had seen him naked several times over the past year as he was using Kim. But she was always surprised each time. He had a cock that was substantially larger than normal and almost rivaled Cedric's. Not only was it large, but it was perfectly straight.

"Let's get you all settled," he said, pushing down on her shoulders. Reluctantly, she knelt on the carpet. He moved a little closer and positioned his cock, which was fully erect, at her lips. "You know what to do. Or should I go get the paddle?"

Angela sighed. She parted her lips and extended her tongue, rubbing it around the thick knob at the end of the cock. Then she opened her mouth wider and moved her head forward, feeling the thick shaft slice into her mouth.

"Look up at me," he instructed. Again, she was reluctant but again she obeyed. It was so humiliating to know that Jack was watching her suck his cock. It was so obscene. "Or you could cancel your trip and we can end all of this."

Angela fumed again. She was not about to cave to that kind of pressure. She started bobbing her head up and down on the huge cock, determined that she would not be cowed.

"Oooooo, you are so beautiful with your lips stretched around me like that," he said. "And you feel great."

Angela's face turned crimson as she heard her son talk about her that way. She was glad that he found her pretty but it was pretty disturbing to learn that he fantasized about her. It was even more disturbing that he was acting on his fantasies by having her blow him.

At one point, he placed his hands on the sides of her head and held her still. Then, he slowly moved his hips, gliding his cock in and out. He was fucking her face!

He kept this up for several minutes before he pulled her face toward his crotch. The long spear kept moving deeper into her mouth until it banged against the back of her throat. Still he kept pulling her closer. "Ohmigod!" she thought. "He wants me to deep throat him!"

She had done that with others but she had always controlled the entry. He was moving at a much faster pace than she was used to. She closed her eyes and focused on relaxing her throat muscles. She choked back a gag as it kept pressing harder against her throat. And then suddenly it slipped through. She felt it still moving across her lips and knew it was still going deeper into her. Her breathing was cut off and still it plunged deeper. This was the largest cock she had ever taken that way.

"Oh, you're great," Jack complimented her. "It took Kim lots of practice to be able to do that."

Finally, the cock's descent ended. He kept it lodged in her throat and she started worrying about suffocating.

"Ooooo, I can feel your muscles squeezing around my cock. I'm going to lose it soon!"

He pulled out of her throat in time to erupt. She took a deep breath of air into her lungs right before he climaxed and then she felt his seed spewing out of his cock and filling her mouth. He kept his cock in her mouth long after the orgasm as his cock softened. She had no choice but to swallow it all.

"May I be released now?" asked Angela, finally. She was still kneeling and still had her wrists bound behind her. Jack was resting by leaning against the bed and was still enjoying the aftermath of the wonderful blowjob he had just received.

"I have you until tomorrow," he replied.

Angela sighed. She knew that John had said that but she was hoping that it had been forgotten. Or at least she hoped that Jack had discounted the comment. Could he possibly plan on keeping her that long? Could he possibly think that he could have sex with her again? Surely, he couldn't.

"Could you at least remove my bindings?"

Jack pondered the question for a moment as he gazed down at the beautiful slavegirl kneeling in the center of the room. He still couldn't believe his good luck. This was like his greatest fantasy in overdrive. If he had his way, he would never release his mother. She would be naked and captive and would belong to him forever.

"I don't think so," he replied. "There's something about the way you look in those cuffs that's amazing."

"Look, Jack," she started. He interrupted her by clearing his throat.

"Look what?"

Angela rolled her eyes. "Look, Master," she continued. "What we just did was very wrong. Let's not make things worse by repeating it."

Jack sighed as he listened to his mother trying to lecture him. He had every intention of repeating it and doing even more. In fact, he planned to fuck her next. She had a body that simply could not be resisted. He would sink his shaft into her. But it was clear to him that he needed to demonstrate his authority of her. He would not tolerate a slavegirl lecturing. She would have to be punished.

He went to his closet and returned with a ping pong paddle. He could have gone downstairs to get one of the larger paddles. He remembered when his father had used those on Kim at the beginning of her slavery. They had been painful and had left Kim with a black and blue bottom several times. He did not think he would need to go that far to bring his mother in line. Angela gasped when she saw the paddle.

"Over here, Mom," he said as he patted the edge of the bed.

Angela shook her head. There was no way that Jack was going to paddle her. "No way, buster."

"You're only making it hard on yourself," he said. He tossed the paddle onto the bed and then approached his mother. Angela tried to scramble away but he caught her by the hair and held her in place.

"Ouch!" she cried. "You're hurting me!"

"It's your own fault," he replied. She was still kneeling and he reached down, slipping a hand between her legs from behind. He lifted her and carried her to the bed, using her sex and hair as handles. He was surprised by how wet she was. Despite her protest, he realized that she was aroused by all of this treatment.

He unceremoniously dumped her face down onto the bed with her torso lying flat and her legs dangling off the side. He quickly jumped onto the bed and straddled her torso to pin her down. He had a wonderful view of her shapely bottom. He had that same view in his mind many times at night as he masturbated to mental images of his mother.

He grabbed the link between her wrists and tugged her hands to the small of her back. Then he picked up the paddle.

"Jack, don't do this," she warned. "You will regret it."

"Girl," he replied calmly. "I'm going to do this for your own good. And you have just earned ten more for not addressing me properly."

"Jack, don't you dare!"

"Twenty more," he replied. Then he smacked the paddle down on her beautiful ass and started her punishment.

Angela howled at the first blow and continued howling as the paddle alternated from cheek to cheek. After fifteen blows, there was a knock on the door and John poked his head into the room again.

"Is everything okay?"

"Everything is not okay!" snapped Angela. "Get him off of me!"

"Everything's good, Dad," replied Jack. "She just needed a little coaching."

John's eyes opened wide at the sight that met his eyes. Angela's legs were kicking and he could tell that her sex was brimming. She obviously did not mind the way she was being treated. Her protests must just be an act, he decided.

What really surprised him, though, was the sight of his son. It was the first time he had seen Jack naked in years. And the paddling of his mother had gotten him hard again. John saw the erect shaft and was amazed at how large his son was. His cock was like a weapon.

"Let me know if you need any help, son. And the big paddles are downstairs."

"Thanks, Dad," Jack said as he struck Angela's ass again, eliciting another shriek. "I'm just giving her a taste right now. I'll use the big ones if this doesn't straighten her out. I'm just warming her up a bit."

"Looks like she's already overheated," said John, stepping into the room. He moved to the bed and swiped a finger between Angela's parted labia, holding it up to show his son the glistening digit.

"Yeah, I know," said Jack. "It's amazing. Maybe she was meant to be a slave."

"Maybe," agreed John as he moved back to the doorway. He glanced at his son's huge cock again and shook his head at the size. "Be sure you don't harm her with that thing."

Jack misunderstood. He thought his father was referring to the paddle when John really was commenting on the bludgeon between his son's legs. "I'm going light on her. Just a few more and I'll be done."

"Have fun with the girl," said John as he closed the door behind him. Angela shook her head in frustration that John had not rescued her.

Jack continued to paddle his mother. He actually was not hitting her hard but she continued to howl and yelp and shriek. Her bottom had a nice rosy hue to it when he stopped. "That's the thirty that you earned. Are you going to behave now or should I continue?"

Angela didn't know how to respond. She definitely did not want the punishment to continue. At the same time, she couldn't agree to behave. This was incest and she had to put a stop to it. Jack waited a moment for a reply and, when none came, he struck her again with the paddle.

"That just earned you ten more," he informed her. "I expect my girls to respond when they are asked a question."

Angela shrieked as the paddle landed on her already tenderized butt. She couldn't believe that he was giving her more. And she didn't think she could take much more.

"I'll behave!" she shouted. "I'll behave! Please stop!"

Jack set the paddle aside and ran his palms lightly over the pinkened flesh. It was very warm to the touch.

"Okay," he said. "I'll stop for now. But you still have nine coming to you. If you're a good girl for me, we'll forget about them. If you're not, you'll get the last nine with one of the big paddles.

Angela whimpered. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. She had to stop this but she felt so powerless. "I'll behave, Master," she choked out as she sobbed. "I'll be a good girl."

"Much better," said Jack. He got off of his mother and stood on the floor behind her. He grabbed her legs and easily flipped her over. Then he pushed her back a little on the bed so that her inflamed butt was perched on the edge. Angela yelped when her punished bottom scraped across the bedspread.

Jack unfastened the hobble and then spread her legs. He moved between her legs and then positioned the tip of his cock at her gaping sex.

Angela knew she should protest or resist. She should do something to stop this insanity. But the threat of the nine additional blows with a big paddle was enough to silence her.

"Lift your head," instructed Jack. "I want you to see this."

Reluctantly, Angela lifted her head. She watched in horror as the bulb of the huge cock disappeared into her body and then saw the long, thick shaft gliding into her sex. She groaned as she felt every inch of its travel.

Jack was not watching his cock impaling his mother. Instead, he was gazing at her face. He loved the way she was blushing. He could tell how humiliated she felt. It was wonderful to have such control over a beautiful woman. He started to dream about making his mother's slavery permanent.

The shaft fully impaled the slavegirl and Jack saw her nipples stiffen even more. He could tell that she was getting more aroused by the treatment. It only reinforced his desire to own her.

He leaned down and kissed each of the stiff nipples and then suckled on them, alternating between breasts. When she started moaning, he started raking his teeth along the sensitive nubbins. This only intensified the sounds she was making.

He was ready to climax but he was going to wait until she achieved orgasm. He knew it must be close. He continued pumping in and out, occasionally taking a break from the delicious breasts to watch his thick cock sliding through her sex. It was shiny now from all of her lubrication and he loved the way she felt around it.

Angela's breathing became more ragged and he knew she was approaching her climax. He started gnawing lightly on the nipples, rolling them back and forth between his teeth. She was groaning now and the orgasm struck her like a lightning bolt. Her body tensed as the waves of her climax rushed through her captive body. She was so humiliated at the way her body was responding but quickly her orgasm overwhelmed her. She was nothing more than a sex toy at the moment. He marveled at the beautiful creature impaled on his cock and emptied his seed into her.