Our Beloved Son

                                        Chapter one-the first night

   (Mother) Our beloved son, Mickey, has asked us, his mother and father, to write about his early years. He is now one of the wealthiest men in the world, he is young and enjoys his life. How did he get to be so successful?

We loved him dearly, of course from the time we took him home from the hospital. All parents love their children, but there was something special about Mickey. His father named him after Mickey Mantle, his favorite baseball player. That may have been the last decision we made about Mickey.

Our life revolved around him. We never let him cry. One of us, mainly me, would pick him up at the first hint of distress. My plans were to go back to work after two or three months, but I kept putting it off until my boss gave me an ultimatum. Six months maternity leave is more than enough. Are you coming back or not. By that time, I could no sooner have left my beloved baby than I could have cut off my own right arm. I never thought about going out to work again. I could not leave my beloved Mickey

   (Father) We never went out after Mickey was born.  Every day after work I came home immediately, not even stopping for a beer with the guys. I only wanted to spend time with my beloved Mickey. I couldn’t do too much to help as Mickey refused bottles. He insisted on being breast fed, he loved nursing on his mothers beautiful tits. He didn’t give it up till he was two and a half. Some things don’t change.

There were times that our beloved Mickey slept, and my wife and I were still a young couple, very much in love. About 2 years after our beloved Mickey was born, we had a baby daughter, who we named Marilyn, after my favorite actress, Marilyn Monroe. Our beloved Mickey was not very happy with the competition. Just as he was getting out of diapers, he had a baby sister who needed constant care. My wife and I had planned on a large family, but after Marilyn was born, I decided to have a vasectomy.

   (Mother) I never knew you had a vasectomy, dear. I went on the pill after Marilyn was born. I never told you because I knew you wanted a large family and didn’t want to upset you. I didn’t think our beloved Mickey wanted any more siblings.

   (Father) I guess I must have felt the same way. The more time I spent with our beloved Mickey, the more I felt I knew exactly what he wanted, even before he could speak.

When it was time for our beloved Mickey to start School, he was always the most popular kids in the class. He had an irresistible charm, teachers bent over backwards to make sure he understood everything important and gave him the best grades. What was interesting, and revealing, is that all his classmates liked him. Normally, even the most popular students had certain children that were not their friends, but not our beloved Mickey. He was liked by everyone that he met. No one ever had a bad word to say about him.

    (Mother)  When Mickey was in the first grade, he set up a lemonade stand. There was not one person who passed by, who did not stop and buy lemonade from our beloved Mickey. He was always a marvelous salesman. From the earliest days, till today, he was always a born salesman. That is how he became the super tycoon that he is today.

So until he was 12, that was how life was for us with our beloved Mickey. I was always home for him, giving him whatever he wanted. We never thought of saying no to him. Whatever our beloved Mickey wanted, he got. Although our beloved Mickey paid no attention to his sister Marilyn, she worshiped him. She would do anything for her big brother. She would not complain when he pulled her hair, or called her names.

   (Father)  When our beloved Mickey was 12, we decided it was time for us to explain to him the facts of life. I had thought to do so by myself, but our beloved Mickey had other ideas.  I started to speak to him, and he asked for his mother to join us. He said he wanted to get a woman’s perspective on sex.

    (Mother)  I was shocked when my husband and my beloved Mickey asked me to join them for “the talk” but we could never say no to our beloved son. I was even more shocked when my beloved Mickey asked me to get undressed so he could see what a woman looked like and learn how to please a woman. I was embarrassed, my beloved  Mickey hadn’t seen my breasts since he was nursing and he hadn’t seen my pussy since he was born. But I would do whatever my beloved Mickey asked me to do.

   (Father)  I thought I would give him the usual lecture on the facts of life. My beloved Mickey said he knew the basics, he wanted to learn how to satisfy a woman. He had me call in his mother and asked her to undress. Once my wife was naked he asked me to show him where her sensitive places. I was shocked but I can never say no to my beloved Mickey. I started by giving my wife a passionate kiss on her lips. My beloved Mickey stopped me and said that I should get undressed myself. I did, and realized that I was beginning to get an erection. I resumed kissing my wife, standing with my chest against her tits. She felt so good.

Mickey stopped us and asked us if we were both enjoying the kissing.  When we said we were, he said he would like to try and see how he did.

    (Mother)   I was shocked. Here was my beloved son, my beloved Mickey, kissing me, not like a son, but like a lover. His tongue started to slip between my lips and I responded, kissing him back with growing passion. After a few minutes he stopped and asked me to show him how I pleasure myself, how I masturbate. 

I would never say no to my beloved son, but I have to admit, it did feel weird. I was standing stark naked in front of my son and my husband and was playing with myself. I had never masturbated in front of anyone until now, not even my husband, let alone in front of my own 12 year son. I started to caress my large tits. They were still firm, and the nipples were wonderfully sensitive. The aureoles rapidly swelled and the nipples grew beneath my greedy fingers. I could feel my pussy growing moist and I asked my son for permission to play with my cunt and clit. I don’t know till this day why I did that, I just had the feeling that my beloved Mickey wanted me to.

My beloved son smiled at me and said that I may play with my cunt, but must ask him again before I would climax. So I was right. I knew what he wanted even though he did not say it out loud. I started to rub my clit with one hand and finger fucked myself with the other hand. I was getting hotter and hotter as I saw the bulge in my son’s pants. I must have been blushing terribly under his gaze, but my fingers were moving slowly around and over my clit while I now had three fingers pumping into my cunt. My breathing was becoming quicker and quicker as my fingers were moving faster and faster. I could feel my passion mounting rapidly and knew that I was soon going to cum.

Finally, I panted out to my beloved son that I wanted permission to cum. He said he would grant his permission on one condition. I was so hot I yelled out “Anything you want, Mickey. You know that I cannot deny you anything.” He smiled and replied “this request is very simple. You will always refer to me, and think about me, as “my beloved son” or “my beloved  Mickey”. As I reached my climax, my cum was gushing out of my pussy and I screamed out “Thank you my beloved son, thank you my beloved Mickey.”  I collapsed to my knees.

     (Father)   This was the weirdest thing I ever did. My son was watching as my wife played with herself. I was standing naked and my cock was getting hard watching her and I started to play with it. My beloved son Mickey looked at me and said “not without my permission.” So I asked my 12 year old son for permission to play with myself. Boy, was that strange. But my beloved son was generous and granted me permission to play with myself but warned me not to come without his permission, so I started to play with myself while my beloved son and I watched my wife, his mother, play with herself. I had never seen my wife play with herself. I never had the guts to even ask her. It was some show that she put on. She was shaking and twisting as she got hotter and hotter. I never saw her cum so enthusiastically as she did then. I was so hot watching her that I asked my beloved son for permission to come.

   My beloved son responded,  “Another time, perhaps, I’ll let you just jack off for my amusement. Now I want to watch you fuck. Let me see how long you can last. Let me see how you can please my mother. You may not come until she does”

    I was hot and ready spurt. My wife was drained. She had just collapsed from a tremendous orgasm.  But I would do anything that beloved son wanted.

   (Mother)    I had collapsed. I never had such a powerful cum, in all my life. All of a sudden my husband started to caress my tits, and kiss them.  I was too tired to respond, and wanted to push him away, but I saw my beloved son, Mickey, smiling at me and knew what he wanted. I laid down on the floor and pulled my husband down on top of me. I knew what he loved, and even though I almost never sucked his cock, I felt it was humiliating and demeaning, and hated the taste of cock, I directed his mouth to my cunt and pulled him around till I was able to put his cock in my mouth. I felt his tongue licking around my pussy lips. I had never been multi-orgasmic, or perhaps my husband was never the lover that I needed. I did not think that I would be able to cum again so soon after such a powerful climax.  But never before had my husband licked my pussy with such enthusiasm.  I felt myself getting more and more excited.

   Finally, I heard my beloved son say he wanted to see us fuck. I spread my legs wide and tried to guide my husbands cock into my pussy. In all my life, we had only fucked  in two positions, either standard missionary position, or for special occasions, I would get on top.  My beloved son said I should get on my knees and my husband should fuck me from the rear, like a dog. I had never tried this position, and felt it rather humiliating, to be on my knees, but when my husband entered me, he felt so big. I felt totally filled up. My husband must have liked this position, because he started pounding me hard and fast. I was glad that I had sucked on his cock, because he never felt so tight, and if his cock wasn’t wet, it might have hurt me. I was getting hotter and hotter, and my husband was rapidly reaching his climax as he was pounding, filling my hot cunt. I felt his balls, bouncing against my thighs.   I knew that I would soon, once again, reach my climax, and I knew what I had to do. “Mickey, can I please cum.”  He replied with a smile “What did I tell you to call me?”  I was so humiliated. I had failed my beloved son. In the heat of my passion, I had forgotten his request. I was so sorry, I couldn’t apologize fast enough. My beloved son forgave me, he said that he would punish me later, so that I would always remember in the future. Meanwhile he would count down from thirty and he would permit the two of us to come together when he reached zero.

  (Father)  My balls were bursting. I wanted to cum so badly. I was ready to shoot before my wife took me into her mouth. I could count on one hand the times she has sucked me, but she did a great job. It was all I could do not to shoot in her mouth right away. But my beloved Mickey had told me that I was not to cum before my wife, so I was in agony, holding back my own cum and trying to stimulate my wife. I concentrated on licking her cunt and sucking her clit. I must have done something right, because I felt her juices start to flow. I was enjoying her taste, but I was mostly concentrating on not shooting in her mouth.

 Then our beloved son asked to see us fuck. I turned and started to mount her in our usual missionary position, but my beloved Mickey suggested we do it “doggie style”. I had heard of it of course, but never tried it. My wife just wasn’t that adventurous. But it was great. She felt so tight, as tight as a virgin. I reached around her and played with her tits. I started pounding into her cunt as hard as I could. I was aching to cum. My balls were swelling. I wanted to cum so badly, I would do anything to cum, but I knew that my beloved son would not give me permission until I could get my wife to reach climax. I was pounding away, harder and faster. Finally, my wife was ready to cum, I was so looking forward to being allowed to finally shoot. Then she goofed. She asked to cum, without saying “my beloved” . I was scared. I thought my beloved son would change his mind and not allow us to cum. But he was generous. He told my wife, that he would punish her later, but would allow us both to cum when he counted down from thirty. I was so relieved. I was pumping away, sinking my hard cock into the tightest pussy, feeling the warmth all through my shaft. Then at 10, my beloved Mickey stopped his count.

“Do you really want to cum?” my beloved son asked. I never wanted to cum so badly in my life. “I’ll do anything, you know that, I’ll always do anything for you.” “Then you too, like my mother, will always think about me and refer to me as “my beloved son, or  my beloved Mickey.”  “Yes, my beloved son, please, I beg you, let me cum.”

He resumed his count. 9,8,7......When he reached zero we exploded. I shot so hard, I never was so drained. My wife screamed her thanks as she climaxed, but she didn’t thank me. It was, “thank you, my beloved son, thank you, my beloved Mickey.”

I, too, started to thank my beloved son. I never had such a marvelous climax. I would do anything for my beloved son, because I loved him, of course, but also because of how good he made me feel.

   (Mother) When my beloved Mickey reached zero, I finally let myself go over the top. I reached the strongest climax I had ever had in my life. I was screaming “Thank you my beloved son, thank you my beloved Mickey” I was feeling so good. I loved my beloved Mickey so much, not only because he was my son, but because of how good he made me feel.

It took a few minutes, but then I remembered what my beloved son had said before. I saw him looking at me, and knew what I had to do. “Please my beloved son, I beg you to punish me as I deserve. I failed you and I must be punished.”

My beloved son told me to place myself over his knee. He was still fully dressed, but I could feel his erection beneath me. Then he said that I must count while he spanked me and thank him after every spank. All of a sudden I felt his hand rubbing against my ass. Then he brought it down, hard. I gasped, and quicky counted one, and thanked my beloved son for punishing me. I felt each stroke, hard against my ass. I thought he might stop at ten, or twenty, but my beloved son continued until he reached fifty. Tears were flowing down my cheeks. Mucous was coming out my nose. My ass was burning. “Would you like me to stop?” My beloved son asked. “Please, my beloved son, please stop, I’ll do anything.” He asked me if I had ever been fucked in my ass. I answered truthfully, no. I had never thought of it. I was horrified by the idea. An Ass was not made for being fucked. An ass was made to shit. I would not do that for anything. I would rather die.

  Then my beloved son said he would stop spanking me when I begged him to fuck my ass. That was different. I will always do anything that my beloved son wants. “Please, my beloved son, fuck me in the ass. Let me feel your hard cock in my virgin asshole. Let me feel you pounding inside me, please shoot your wonderful sperm deep inside my bowels.”

    (Father)  My beloved son turned to me and told me to take my wife to our bedroom, place her on her knees on the bed and lick her asshole. Her ass by this time was bright red and although I knew that this whole scene was getting stranger and stranger. I knew that what was happening was not normal, but I could not help complying with every request of my beloved son. I placed my wife on our marital bed, and started to lick her asshole. I inserted my tongue into my wife’s ass. I did not like the smell, or the taste, but I would always do whatever my beloved son asked. I never dreamt of  fucking my wife in her ass, and here I was, preparing her ass for my son to fuck. Finally, my beloved son told me that I had done well, and he told me to wait in the living room on my knees for further instructions. I left my beloved son on my marital bed, ready to fuck my wife, his mother, in the ass. I went out and knelt in the living room and waited.

  (Mother)  My husband had licked my ass. I was humiliated. It felt strange, but his tongue fought its way into my tight hole. Then he left, and my beloved son told me that I should open my mouth and worship his cock. It was so beautiful. It was big and firm and well shaped. The head was magnificent. I opened my mouth and sucked on it greedily.  He shoved it down my throat, deep, all the way. I felt him in the back of my throat, I was gagging, I couldn’t breathe. I did not fight. If my beloved son wanted to take my life for his pleasure, he was welcome to it. There is nothing that I would not do for my beloved son. But he was generous and spared me.

 He pulled out of my mouth and told me to use my two hands to hold my asshole open for him. Then I felt the tip of his cock against my tight virgin asshole. “Take me, let me feel my beloved son’s magnificent cock in my tight asshole. Please, use me for your pleasure, I am here to please you in every way.” It seems crazy, I know, but that is the way I feel about my beloved son. Then I felt his cock penetrating. I felt the pain, His cock was splitting me in two. My ass was so tight and his cock was so big. I felt his hands, gripping my tits, rubbing and squeezing and pinching. He was pumping slowly until he got all the way into my ass, then he started to pump hard. He was going fast, and hard, and abusing my tits. I felt nothing but pain, but whatever gave my beloved son pleasure was what I wanted. He was pumping faster and faster. Then I felt him grab my hips and pull back. I felt him spurt into my ass, and I was proud that I had given pleasure to my beloved son.

I felt him spurt many times, until he finally withdrew from my ass. He instructed me to clean off his cock with my mouth. I saw some of my shit on my beloved son’s beautiful cock. I knew that I must lick my shit and My beloved’s son’s cum from his cock. I hesitated, but my beloved son slapped my face, hard, and I quickly started to clean his cock with my tongue. My shit tasted awful, but my beloved son’s wonderful cum was so tasty, that I was able to swallow every drop of cum and make my beloved son’s cock perfectly clean. When I was finished cleaning his cock, my beloved son got dressed and  called my husband back

into the room. He told my husband to suck his cum out of my asshole. My husband sucked our beloved son’s cum out of his wife’s asshole swallowing every drop. When he finished, he had us both kneel in front of him while he gave us further instructions.

    (Mickey)  I think that I ought to insert a few words here. I knew that I was different when I started school, but I didn’t realize how different until I started reading comic books in the third grade. When I saw the X-Men I knew. I was a mutant. My power was to make people like me. I learnt as I grew older that there were two aspects to my power. One was the general, If people saw me they liked me. Then I could maneuver peoples feelings when I put my mind to it. When I started the lemonade stand, almost every one who passed by bought a class. They would come day after day, always buying a glass of lemonade. One day, one of my regular customers came with a $10.00 bill and I thought ‘why don’t you tell me to keep the change?”  Immediately, the customer told me to keep the change. I did so, but I never saw this customer again. Years later I discovered that my usual customer walked two blocks out of his way to avoid me.

I realized that my power would be very valuable but would not make me invulnerable. If I got someone angry enough he could shoot me with a rifle. I made up my mind to never get anyone angry at me. I would become the world’s greatest salesman. I could close any deal, but I would only close a deal that made sense for the purchaser. I would use this when I started by selling life insurance. I would never oversell. I would use this when I got into real estate, where I could realize what the true bottom line was for both the buyer and seller. When I started to invest in commercial real estate this talent was invaluable, as I was always able to buy at the lowest price and sell at the highest. I made billions.

But this is for later. By the time I was 12, I had girls, both students and teachers wanting me, I had a few blow jobs, but I wanted total control. I could have gotten it from anyone, but if something went wrong I would have faced a potentially angry parent, and at the very least, jail time. Unlike the super heroes in the comics, I did not want to conquer the world. I wanted a life of total pleasure. By this time my parents were in my total control, as the effects of living with me were cumulative. There will never be anyone who loves me as much as my parents. My sister, Marilyn also loved, and loves me dearly, and I will talk about her later. My power was increasing daily. I would have many slaves as I grew  older, but I felt that my parents deserved to be the first. They would always have a special place in my life.                            

           I wanted to insure there continued humiliation, so I asked them if they wanted to continue to serve me, or if they wanted to resume their role as normal parents. I let their free choice add to their humiliation.

  (Father)   There was nothing to think about. We both answered immediately that our greatest pleasure would be to obey every whim of our beloved son. Our beloved Mickey immediately told me what he wanted. First of all, anytime that I was home, I would be dressed only in my underpants. He said that he would have me walk around nude, except that he had no desire to look at my tiny cock. I would get dressed when I left for work, and get undressed when I came home. He then said the I could only use the bathroom to piss at certain times, 7:00 AM, 11:00AM, 3:00PM.  At 7:00 PM I would present myself to him for a daily enema. My beloved son would tell me how much water to insert in my ass, and what temperature, and I would have to beg him for permission to shit and piss. If I felt that I must piss at night, I could put on a diaper, but I was not permitted to use the bathroom. I was to leave the bathroom door open at all times as I was no longer entitled to any privacy. He gave me orders that at no time was I to touch my cock without his permission. He then told me to move my belongings out of the Master Bedroom, and move my belongings in.  I was to move into his old bedroom, but I could not close the door. No privacy, no rights.

     ( Mother)   I was thrilled when I heard that. I was looking forward to serving my beloved son, pleasing him with my body, worshiping his cock, giving him pleasure with all my holes. Then he gave me my instructions. I would remain nude at all times when in the house, and could only leave when given orders. I was given orders to masturbate for 10 minutes every hour on the hour when I was awake but was not permitted to cum except on his command. I was not allowed to either piss or shit without permission.  When I wanted to speak, I would kneel and point to my mouth. I would then wait until granted permission to speak. I immediately pointed to my mouth, I was already kneeling, and waited until my beloved son gave me permission to speak. There was one question that was on my mind, one thing that I was afraid of. “What about Marilyn?, What will we tell her?” 

My beloved son indicated I should follow him as he walked to Marilyn’s room and woke her up. I followed on my knees.

    (Mickey)   I remember that scene very well. As I said, Marilyn loved me deeply, she was exposed to my power since she was born and was anxious to please me above all else. I turned, on the light and woke her up. “Hey little sis, Mom and dad are going to be serving me, Mom’s going to be naked, Dad’s just going to be wearing his underpants, and I’m going to be sleeping with Mom, can you keep that a secret?”  She quickly replied “of course, big brother, you know I’ll do anything you want. Can I serve you too?  I’d love to give you my cherry. You’ll never find anyone as tight as me.” Well, I thought about that offer, but Marilyn was only 10, and flat as a board. I told her that I would take her cherry after she had her first period, but asked her if she would like to help in the meantime. I’d like her to be in charge of punishing Dad when he deserved punishment. She thought that would be a great idea. With that I turned off the light and let her go back to sleep.

    This was a great idea, because, at 12, I was tall for my age, 5 foot 6 inches and weighed 150 pounds, but my father was 6 ft 1 and weighed 210 pounds. Although he was a little overweight, he was well muscled and my spanking him would be ridiculous. On the other hand, being spanked by his 10 year old daughter would be a humiliating experience.

  As we came out of Marilyn’s room, my father indicated that he had moved my belongings into the Master Bedroom and requested permission to go to sleep. I granted permission, reminding him that he must not use the bathroom until 7:00 AM, and had my Mother follow me, still on her hands and knees, into our bedroom.

     (Mother)   I was looking forward to sleeping with my beloved son, but there was something that I had to do first or I ran the risk of utter humiliation and disaster. Still on my knees, I pointed again to my mouth, and when given permission, humbly begged my beloved son for permission to go to the bathroom. He said that was not good enough. What did I have to do in the bathroom? Shampoo my hair? Put on make up? I was blushing as I said I had to urinate. He insisted on my not using fancy words. I begged him, please, my beloved son, I beg you for permission to pee. He was so kind and generous and granted permission. He told me to place my wrists in back of my neck and go into the bathroom. The toilet seat was up, but he told me to sit on the porcelain  toilet itself. My beloved son came in to the bathroom with me and was looking at my breasts, which were standing out for inspection. The porcelain  was cold and gave me goose bumps. My face must have been purple, I was blushing so, under his gaze. I wanted to close my legs, but my beloved son insisted that they remain wide open, I did not know what to do.

 I was embarrassed to pee with my son standing a foot away, with his eyes on my peehole. My beloved son  started playing with my breasts and said that if I wanted to pee I should do so, if not, he would take me to bed. I did not want to pee while he was watching, but I was afraid that if I did not pee now, I would end up wetting the bed. I started to pee as my beloved son watched and played with my breasts. Finally, I finished, and I started to reach for the toilet paper. Then my beloved son stopped me and said I must not move my hands from the back of my neck. I must beg him to wipe my peehole. I begged my beloved son to wipe my peehole. I could barely get the words out, I was so embarrassed. I expected him to take the toilet paper. He shocked me by using his fingers to wipe my pee. He then took his fingers and put them in my mouth, ordering me to lick them clean. I had no choice. He controlled me. The piss was bitter in my mouth, but my beloved son kept on wiping my peehole with his fingers and sticking them into my mouth until my peehole was dry. Then, while I was still sitting on the porcelain, he started to play with my cunt lips and my clit. I rapidly began to grow more excited. My beloved son took me from the toilet and brought me to bed.

My beloved son started to kiss my breasts and suck on my nipples. He moved from right to left and back continually, sucking with power and passion, with no hesitation. He owned my breasts. There was no doubt in his mind, or in mine. He told me I should take my hands and caress his cock and balls. I started to use my hands on his magnificent cock. It grew hard under my touch, and I was proud of the effect I was having. My beloved son started to move one hand to my pussy while keeping one hand one  breast and his magnificent lips on the other. I was getting hotter and hotter and I began to pant. He cupped his hand over my pussy and asked me “who owns this?” I quickly replied, “My beloved son, you own my pussy, you own my ass, you own my tits and you own my mouth. You own all of me, I love you so much, my beloved son, I will do anything for you.”

   He told me what he wanted. I was to bring my legs up and over so my feet were next to my face. I was to hold my pussy lips open, and beg him to fuck my pussy. I hurried to comply. Please, my beloved son, I beg you to fuck my pussy. I am open for you. I want you so badly, and I want to feel your magnificent cock deep into my pussy. My beloved son climbed on me and, in one thrust, pounded his magnificent cock to the deepest part of my pussy. I almost came at that first thrust, I was so excited. My beloved son was pounding my pussy with all the strength that he had. He would pull out slowly, bringing his cock to the outer edge of my pussy, and then pound it back as hard as could, deep into my upturned pussy, reaching the back wall. Then he would slowly pull out, teasing me with his slow withdrawal, then pound it back like a jackhammer. Yes, my beloved son owned my pussy, and he was proving it. I begged my beloved son for permission to cum, but he refused.  He said he would tell me when I could cum, and I should concentrate on pleasing him. I kissed him, on the lips, on the neck, on his ear. I scratched my nails on his back, I grabbed his ass and held him close. He asked me if I was a whore. I told him I was his whore if he wanted me to be his whore. He started pounding me faster, establishing a rhythm, I knew it would not be long before my beloved son would shoot his cum into his mothers hot eager pussy. He was panting himself and suddenly yelled out, cum for me you whore, cum for me you slut. I felt his sperm filling my pussy, I exploded again, my pussy was clenching around his cock. I was yelling and screaming, “I’m your whore, and I’m proud of it. I’ll do anything for you. I have never felt this good in my life.” I felt so good. I never knew that I could feel so good. I don’t know how this came to be, but I would enjoy being my beloved son’s special whore. He rolled off next to me and told me I could lower my legs. He took his cock and cleaned it against my tits and cheeks and in my hair. He then allowed me to sleep with his cum all over me. I fell asleep immediately.

                                       CHAPTER TWO

                                         The Next Day

       (Father)  I was worried. I loved my beloved son, but he did not realize that I could no longer sleep through the night without getting up to pee. And as far as wearing a diaper, not only was that humiliating, but there were no diapers in the house. I would have to purchase them tomorrow, but what was I to do now. I had just fucked my wife and had a great climax, the best that I can remember, but I always have to pee after I fuck, and I had no permission. It would be a long night.

  I tried to sleep, and may have dozed off but basically had a sleepless night. I could not sleep because of my full bladder. Finally, at about 6:00 AM I got up and decided to wait for 7:00 AM. I decided to get the newspaper and threw on my robe and went outside to get it.

(Mother) I woke up with a start. I felt a strong sucking on my right breast and was in a haze. My husband hadn’t woken me up by kissing my breasts since before my beloved Mickey was born. Then I remembered last night. I knew who was sucking. “Oh, my beloved son, thank you, that feels so good.”  He commanded me to get off the bed, on my knees and worship his cock with my mouth. I was glad to comply. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and started to lick his glorious cock. My beloved son allowed me to play with myself as I worshiped his cock. One hand moved to my nipple and the other to my clit as I started to play with myself. My tongue was licking my beloved son’s cock, starting with the base and moving up his shaft till I reached the head. I payed particular attention to the sensitive place, underneath the base of his head. As my beloved son got hard, I opened my lips and, slowly began to suck his cock into my mouth. Meanwhile, my fingers were working on my clit and pussy and I was getting wetter and wetter. My mouth was moving rapidly, taking his cock in and out of my hungry mouth, trying to take him deeper and deeper with each stroke. My throat was not yet trained and I could not take him as deep into my throat as I later would, but I took him as deep as I could, until I started to gag. I continued to use my tongue on the underside of his cock. I grew hotter and hotter, and even with his cock in my mouth, I begged my beloved son for permission to cum. My beloved son said he would grant me permission to cum when he came, but said I was not to swallow his cum, but to keep it in my mouth. I moved my mouth faster and faster up and down his majestic cock. I could barely resist cuming without permission, so to control myself I started to pinch my nipple and clit. Finally, I felt the first spurt on the roof of my mouth. I rubbed my clit gently and started to cum. I had to maintain complete control, not to be overwhelmed by the strength of my orgasm. I had to concentrate on keeping my mouth over my beloved son’s cock, careful not to swallow until given instructions. When my beloved son finally finished spurting, my mouth was full. My beloved son got dressed, and instructed me to follow him, while remaining on my knees.

  (Father)  I had just about finished the paper when my beloved son came out of the Master Bedroom with a big smile on his face. My wife followed him, on her knees, totally nude. He was fully dressed while I was, as his instructions, in my underwear. He saw me reading the newspaper and asked me if I had gone outside in my underwear. I gulped and said that I had put on a robe, just to get the paper. He asked me if I had permission to put on a robe. I did not answer, as there was no answer. He instructed his mother, my wife to give me a big kiss. As she did so, I realized why my beloved son was smiling. My wife used her tongue to transfer a complete mouthful of my beloved son’s cum from her mouth to mine. Swallow it all, he instructed.  So I swallowed my beloved son’s cum  from my wife’s mouth.  When I finished swallowing his cum, my wife pointed to her mouth. She was given permission to speak and begged permission to pee. My beloved son told her he would allow her to pee a little later, but first, it was 7:00 AM. And time for me to pee. He escorted me to the bathroom and he and  my wife watched as I finally was allowed to piss. That was a big relief. Yes it was humiliating, but my bladder was full. I felt better when I finished, but then my beloved son had another surprise for me. He instructed me to lie down in the bathtub, then instructed my wife to stand in the tub, with her legs on either side of my chest. Then he allowed her to piss. Her piss, as per his instructions, went all over me. She flexed her waist so her piss started on my hair, went down my face and chest, then went down to my cock, thighs and legs. While she was pissing all over me, little Marilyn walked in and started to giggle. “That looks like fun big brother, can I try it to?”   When my wife finally finished, my beloved son told Marilyn  to take her turn. Marilyn pulled down her little pyjama bottoms and got into the tub. I thought briefly that for the first time since she got out of diapers, I was looking at her pee hole. Then she too started peeing all over me, laughing happily over the fun she was having.   My wife was, as per my beloved son’s instruction, was using my underwear to wipe herself, but my beloved son, told Marilyn to squat over my mouth and instructed me to clean her pee hole with my tongue. Jesus, that was the worst, the most humiliating , the most disgusting thing. Even so, I found myself getting erect. My beloved son chuckled as he looked at me, saying that he would always make sure that I had a good time. He gave me permission to take a shower  but only cold water. I was not entitled to hot water. I was forced to clean myself with the cold water and do a thorough job, to wash away all the piss.

    (Mother) While my husband was in the shower, my beloved son gave me my orders for the day.  It was going to be interesting. But first I had to do all the normal Mommy things. I made breakfast for the family, and we all ate, my husband in his underpants, I was naked and Marilyn and my beloved son were fully dressed. My husband was given three cups of coffee and two large glasses of liquid breakfasts but no solid foods.  My husband begged my beloved son for permission to call in sick from work, as he had not slept the night before. My beloved son had anticipated this happening. It was in the orders he gave me. My husband was a mid level actuary for a large insurance company and could well afford to take a day off and my beloved son was glad to let him take a day off. This was Friday, and he would then have all weekend to get used to the new way of life. He allowed my husband to sleep until his 11:00 AM bathroom break, and then he would follow my orders for the rest of the day. My beloved son and Marilyn left for school, and I finished my usual morning chores.

  At 11:00 AM I woke my husband up and took him to the bathroom. I held his cock in my hand as I watched him pee. Then we both got dressed. I was not allowed to wear panties or a bra, but I put on a skirt and blouse, with stockings and a garter belt. My husband got dressed and I drove to Victoria’s Secret. We went in and I instructed my husband not to say a word. We were greeted by a saleslady who asked what we wanted. I said we needed 7 pair of white silk panties in his size, as I pointed at my husband. Boy, did he turn purple, but true to orders, he stayed quiet. The saleslady measured his waist and said that extra large should do but she couldn’t be sure. We bought one pair, and then we went to the changing room. He changed into these white panties and came out. Everyone whistled, and my husband blushed again. The panties fit tightly around his ass and showed every line of his cock and every curve of his balls. It was perfect. I threw  his old boxers into the garbage, and paid for the other six pair. We went back to the car.

Our next stop was a large pharmacy, where I sent my husband in to buy 5 large boxes of adult diapers and some rubber sheets. I am sure he found that to be a humiliating experience as he came out with a very red face. But that was nothing compared to our next stop, a large and very complete adult toy store. We first purchased a collar and leash, and a blindfold and handcuffs. I had my husband put these items on his charge card and proceeded to put them on my husband. With the blindfold locked over his eyes and the handcuffs locking his wrists behind him, my husband was helpless. I unbuckled his pants and had him follow me around while all he was wearing from the waist down was his brand new tight white silk panties. Then, while pulling my husband by the leash, I went to select of all the other items that my beloved son had asked for. 

 I selected various clamps, chains and weights. I had a feeling that I would be getting to know some of these items intimately in the future. I picked up various gags, dildos and butt plugs. I also picked up various restraints. My favorite part of the shopping expedition was when I picked out a paddle, which, as my beloved son had instructed me, I used on my husbands ass. I told him in a loud voice to stand still and take his punishment for this morning. All the customers stopped what they were doing while I gave my husband 10 whacks with the paddle on his panty clad ass. I started easily, just following the orders of my beloved son, but as I continued I realized that I had more orgasms over the past day with my son that I had with my husband over the past year, and the quality and depth of my orgasms were something my husband had never come close to giving me. I was whacking him harder and harder until my husband was yelping in pain. Tears were running down his eyes. I reached 10 and put the paddle in my shopping cart. I added all sorts of whips, canes and floggers. My beloved son was going to have no problem keeping discipline. I was just about finished. My husband had a special surprise in store for his father. When I picked that out and put  all the items on my credit card, I pulled my husband’s pants back up and pulled him by his leash, still blindfolded, to the back seat of the car. I told him to lie on the floor of the back seat, till I drove him home.  I put all our new toys in the back seat and drove home.

(Father) That was the worst day I have ever had in my life. I was glad that my beloved son allowed me to call in sick. I was up all night, my bladder was full, and I couldn’t sleep a wink. My beloved son told me I could sleep until my 11:00AM pee time, and I should obey my wife’s instructions. When she woke me up she held my cock while I pissed, that was a thrill. Then I was allowed to get dressed and she took me on a trip. When we stopped at Victoria’s Secret, I thought that I would get a fashion show. I did not realize that I would be the model. My wife told me that my beloved son did not like my boxers, and I would be getting new panties. I was not allowed to speak. I tried on a pair of white silk panties and came out of the changing room. They were a very tight fit, like a second skin over my ass, my cock and my balls. This was all I would be allowed to wear when I was home, and I would wear this under my suit at work. I was not looking forward to this.

  Then my wife stopped off at a pharmacy where she told me to purchase diapers and rubber sheets. That would not have been so bad, but she insisted on my buying 5 large boxes, so everyone could see what I was carrying. I walked quickly back to the car. I thought the worst was over. Little did I know.

Our next stop was the “Toy Store.” My wife put me in a collar and leash, put on a blindfold and cuffed my hands behind my back. This was in a store full of people. Then she unbuckled my pants and pulled them down to my feet so everyone could see my tight white silk panties.  I did not know what other items my wife was purchasing, but all of a sudden she started yelling at me to stand still and take my punishment for this morning. I had forgotten that I had put on a robe to get the newspaper from the front lawn. All of a sudden I felt this paddle over my ass. The first few strokes were all right. I was more embarrassed than hurt, but the last few strokes had me bawling like a baby. I was forbidden to talk, but I was screaming in pain.

Finally we got home, just in time for my 3:00 PM pee time. My wife removed the blindfold and handcuffs, and I quickly got undressed. My wife instructed our daughter Marilyn to take me to the bathroom and hold my cock while I pissed. I was not allowed to touch my cock without my beloved son’s permission. My daughter laughed as she pulled down my panties and held my cock. Finally, I could rest. My son would not be back till 5:00 PM.

    (Mickey) I came home, as usual at 5:00 PM. I had started selling vacuum cleaners after school and after my two (always successful) sales calls I came home. I would sell two vacuums every day, making $250. Per sale. At $500. Per day, I was earning $125,000 a year. Not bad for a 12 year old. When I wanted to build a luxurious house I would have the cash to start.

            I told my father he had been a good boy and I would let him play with himself for one hour. He must ask me for permission to cum. I then asked my mother if she had followed my instructions and played with her pussy for 10 minutes at the top of every hour. I could tell from looking at her that she did not play with herself while she was out of the house. She begged to be punished for her act and I was glad to oblige, but first I put on her collar and leash, ordered her to her knees, and took her outside to the back yard. I instructed her to bark three times, because if she did not follow my instructions, I would treat her like a bitch. After she barked, her face beginning to turn red, I instructed her to raise one leg and piss. She had not pissed since I left the house at 8:00 AM and now it was 5:00 PM so she had a full bladder to release, as I watched. I told her to wait, went back in to pick up an old newspaper, put it under her ass, and ordered her to shit. Now her face was turning purple. She did not want to shit while I was watching, but she did not want to disobey me either. Who owns your ass? I asked her. You do, my beloved son, she answered as she started to push. I saw a turd beginning to come out of her ass. It landed on the newspaper, as my mother grunted under my gaze. Good little bitch, I told her. I took the garden hose and cleaned her ass and pussy with high pressure water. Then I  told her to take the newspaper containing her shit, throw it in the garbage and come to me in the bedroom. I had her climb across my knees and asked her again who owned her ass? When she said that I owned her ass I began with a simple ass spanking. Then, when her ass was turning red, I started to finger fuck her ass. I started with one finger, and continued until I had 4 fingers pounding into her ass. Then I took a large dildo and used that to fuck her ass. Then I asked her who owned her cunt. Through her tears she said that I owned her cunt.  I then took out 7 clamps from my new bag of tricks and attached three to each of my mothers cunt lips and one to her clit. She was screaming and begging for mercy, but I had a long way to go. I did not like her screaming, so I inserted a large circular gag in her mouth. It forced her mouth open, so she could not talk, or swallow. She would be drooling all over herself. I had her stand with her legs wide apart, and bound her ankles to a spreader bar.  I cuffed her wrists to her ankles, then took out a soft leather cat of nine tails. I could whip her to my hearts content without doing too much damage. The soft leather was excellent for beginners, and both my mother and I were beginners. I started by whipping her ass, After 10 minutes of that, I switched to whipping her cunt. My mother was shrieking, though she could not form words, and tears were running down her cheeks.  Finally, I felt that she had enough, and I stopped. I removed her clamps, but left the dildo in her ass, and left her bound. I took off my pants and started fucking my mothers tight cunt. Not only was rear entry always a tight position, but keeping a large dildo in my mothers ass, made it even tighter. I was surprised to find her cunt dripping wet. My mother was a pain slut, what a pleasant surprise.

(Mother) What a session. I knew I was supposed to play with myself for the first ten minutes of every hour and not cum, but I thought that was only in the house, not outside the house. I had disobeyed my beloved son, and I deserved to be punished, I needed to be punished. But I did not anticipate being treated like a dog. I knew that my beloved son enjoyed watching me piss, but in the backyard, like a dog? I was utterly humiliated. Then my beloved son put a newspaper under my ass and told me to shit. That was beyond my greatest nightmare. I did not want to obey, but my son asked me who owned my ass? I realized that I had willingly given my body and soul to my beloved son. I do not know how or why this happened, but I must obey his wishes and whims, whatever the cost, whether in pain or humiliation. So I scrunched and pushed . I could not have looked very attractive or feminine, but I would obey my beloved son. Then I was ordered to throw the newspaper in the garbage. It’s a good thing we had a garbage can in the garage, because otherwise I would have had to go into the street. But I came back to my beloved son, got over his knees, and endured another vicious spanking. When he finished, he started to finger fuck my ass, starting with one finger and not stopping till he had four fingers in my ass. Then he switched to a large dildo. After fucking my ass with the dildo for a few minutes, he asked me who owned my cunt? Well, my beloved son owns my cunt and he prepared to prove it by tightening three clamps on each of my pussy lips and one on my clit. I could not take the pain, and I was begging my beloved son for mercy. I had no right to beg for mercy, so my beloved son inserted a ring gag in my mouth that forced my mouth wide open. While I could scream, I could not form words nor swallow. I would be forced to drool all over myself. Then my beloved son had me stand with my legs wide apart, attache my ankles and wrists to a spreader bar, and started to whip my ass. I was in tremendous pain. As I shook under the lash, the clamps on my pussy and clit cut into me even harder. I don’t know how long this continued, but after a while I could feel my pussy getting wet, despite the pain, or maybe because of the pain. Then, My beloved son switched from whipping my ass to whipping my pussy, and though I felt greater and more intense pain, my pussy was becoming wetter and wetter. I was enjoying the pain.  I tried to thank my beloved son for punishing me so wonderfully, but all I could do was shriek, because of the gag. Finally, my beloved son decided to stop the whipping, he removed all of the clamps and, with the large dildo in my ass, fucked my cunt. If my cunt had not been slopping wet, almost dripping, he would not have been able to fit. I almost came immediately. My beloved son felt how wet I was and called me his pain slut. He reminded me not to cum without his permission and started to pound my pussy. It was all I could do not to cum. I was completely helpless. I was drooling, I was trying to yell my thanks, trying to control myself. I knew that if I would cum without permission I would disappoint my beloved son and would deserve further punishment. But it was not the punishment that I feared, it was disappointing my beloved son by disobeying his orders.  I tried to please my beloved son the only way I could, by clenching and unclenching my cunt muscles around his wonderful cock, as if I was continuously pissing and stopping in midstream, then starting again. My beloved son was pounding his beautiful cock in and out of my tight wet pussy. Finally, he announced that he would soon cum and I would be allowed to cum when he did. I squeezed my cunt muscles together as hard as I could and was rewarded with the feel of my sons hot cum shooting deep into my cunt. Cum you pain slut bitch he shouted, and I exploded. My pussy was clenching around his cock, his cock was shooting into my pussy. I felt total pleasure, all through my body, in great waves. My beloved son was shooting his precious sperm into my pussy and he kept shooting, till I thought it would never end. But finally, he finished. As he withdrew, he removed my ankles and wrists from the spreader. He told me to get on my knees and he used my open mouth to clean his dripping cock. I barely had the strength to stay on my knees, but I licked my beloved sons cock with my tongue until it was clean. When my beloved son removed the gag, I proudly swallowed every drop of his cum and thanked my beloved son, both for punishing me and for allowing me such a marvelous cum. He then told me to shower, cold water only, and put on make up and perfume as we would be going out to dinner. I was to wear a dress that was at least four inches above the knee, and of course, no bra or panties.

( Father) I played with myself for an hour, I was hard as a rock. Marilyn kept marching through the living room and giggling. I stopped a little after 6:00 PM and just sat in my tight white silk panties while I waited for my beloved son.  I was ordered to see him at 7:00 PM to beg him for an enema, but he was in the Master Bedroom, that so recently was mine, and from the sounds that were escaping the room, he was giving my wife a tremendous orgasm. Strange, in all our married life , she was never a screamer, now, with my beloved son, she was.

Anyway my son came out of the room shortly before 7:00 PM and I begged him to give me an enema and permit me to shit and piss. He took out a double baloon device into my ass. One balloon expanded inside the sphincter and one sealed outside the sphincter so there would be no possibility of leakage. He then prepared two quarts of warm soapy water and proceeded to slowly fill my ass. This was the first enema that I can remember in my life. I was on my hands and knees in the living room,  10 year old Marilyn kept coming in and asking what I was doing. I did not know what to tell her, so I said nothing. My bowels were full and cramping, I wanted to shit but I could not. Marilyn told my beloved son that I was not talking to her, and my beloved son told his sister that she should spank my tushy. So when all two quarts of soapy water were filling my ass, my 10 year old daughter was spanking me. She did not hurt me, but she did add to the rolling waves inside my bowels and the cramping got worse. I thought I would explode and I begged my beloved son for permission to shit and piss. He answered first we are going to Burger King for dinner. I should get dressed. When we came back, I would be allowed to shit and piss, and if I behaved myself, I would be allowed to cum. That was a nice incentive, but I really needed to shit and even with the balloon in my ass, I thought I was going to explode. To be seen by other people was not something that I was looking forward to.

But I got dressed and drove everyone to Burger King. My wife looked sexy, all made up, wearing a short dress, with no bra or panties. I could smell her perfume. Since my beloved son promised me that I could cum if I behaved, I tried to be on my best behavior.  We were to be an ordinary family out for some fast food. Nothing should be out of the ordinary. Of course, I don’t think anyone else at the Burger King was sitting on a two quart enema up his ass. All I wanted to do was shit.  At 8:00 PM my beloved son turned to my wife and told her the time. She looked like she was going to fall through the floor. She begged to go to the Ladies Room, but my beloved son told her that the public rest rooms were not sanitary and that she would be home in 20 minutes. My wife knew what he really meant, and reached under the table and started playing with her pussy with one hand.  Some of our neighbors came along and started a conversation.  My stomach was cramping and all I could think of was taking a shit. My wife was playing with herself under the table and doing her best not to cum. I don’t know how we pulled it off, but eventually they left, without suspecting anything. Finally we finished eating and my beloved son said we could go home. I raced into the house, quickly stripping off my clothing. My wife did the same. I begged my son for permission to shit and piss and this time he said yes.  So I crawled to the bathroom as fast as I could as everyone followed. My beloved son deflated the outer balloon, then the inner one and removed the nozzle from my ass. I just managed to get my ass on to the toilet before I exploded. Everyone laughed as the stink filled the bathroom. I was on the toilet 10 minutes before I was finally finished. I reached for the toilet paper to wipe my ass, but my beloved son sent my wife to get one of my boxer shorts and told me to use that to wipe myself. I would be responsible for washing these shorts every night before I could sleep, and these shorts would be used to wipe my ass.  Finally, I was finished. We went back to the living room. It was 9:00 PM and my wife had to play with herself for 10 minutes, but my beloved son said the she and I could 69, instead. I was aroused at the thought. I loved sucking my wife’s cunt, and she gave me a great blowjob last night. My beloved son had promised me that I could cum if I were good, so I was looking forward to this reward. We were both reminded not to cum without permission, but we were going strong for about a half hour. I was licking my wife’s cunt lips, sucking and nibbling on her clit. My wife was using her tongue and entire mouth, licking and sucking on my cock and I really was ready to cum. I was begging for permission to cum, and so was my wife. My beloved son left us for a minute, saying he had a special surprise for me. He returned, and boy, was I surprised.

 (Mickey) I was not going to let my father cum in my mother, at least not for a while. But I did want to let him cum. That is why my mother had three blow up dolls on her shopping list, One blonde, one redhead and one brunette. They were expensive, the latest models. Each had three working holes, batteries to provide a realistic sensation and a speech chip. I told my father that he now had a willing harem, and he could choose to cum in any hole in any doll. He would not be allowed to cum in my mother’s mouth and must immediately stop. My father looked like he was going to cry.

 (Father) I did not know what to do. I was so hot, I almost came as my wife released my cock from her mouth. I felt like a disgusting pervert, totally humiliated as my wife, Marilyn and  my beloved son were looking at me standing with a hugh erection. I had to cum, and quickly. What was worse is I had two choices to make, which doll, and what hole. The dolls had real human hair, so I called for the blonde doll and used her cunt hole. As I hurried to find release, the doll started to speak. “Are you in yet? I don’t feel you. Please go deeper. Let me feel something. I’m going to call you tiny.”  My beloved son was laughing so hard, but he told me that I since I had begged to cum, I had two minutes with the doll in which to cum, else I would lose the privilege of cuming for a week, so I kept pounding as hard as I could. There  was a vibrator inside the dolls cunt, so I was able to cum, but the doll kept calling me tiny and called me a premature ejaculator. Another episode of total and absolute humiliation. To top off the evening, Marilyn was instructed to wipe me off with a moist towelette , which she did between giggles, and I was instructed to clean out my doll before I went to sleep. With that, my beloved son took my wife into the Master Bedroom.

(Mickey) I had a great day and I was going to end it right. I started to lick and nibble on my mother’s cunt. She was already hot from my father’s licking, but she knew that she would not be allowed to cum without my permission. She was panting and biting her lips as her request to cum was denied. I kept sucking her clit and flicking it with my tongue. She begged me again, Please, my beloved son, I beg you please, anything you want, please let me cum. I told her that she could cum when I did, and instructed her to worship my cock. She rolled over so her mouth was over my rock hard cock and opened wide. She took my cock all the way into her mouth. I felt her struggling to overcome her gag reflex. Her lips were against my pubic hair, pushing against my groin. Her tongue, was working against the bottom of my cock, teasing below the head, then licking up and down the shaft. I was still nibbling on her clit and my mother was using all her self control to avoid cuming. Then she started to move her mouth quickly up and down my shaft I could feel my balls ready to explode. I grabbed her around her head and pulled her all the way down as I spurted in her mouth. “Swallow every drop, and I will allow you to cum,” I shouted. She was swallowing as hard as she could and I felt her pulling the sperm out of my balls.  Finally, I finished my cum and I gave her permission to cum, while I continued to eat her cunt. I could feel her exploding as I ate her. She was screaming her pleasure. She was screaming her thanks. She was out of her mind. I realized it was almost as much fun to make a woman cum as it was to cum myself.

(Mother) I never, ever felt that good. I was so wiped out. I would worship my son and serve him. I would do whatever he wanted. There was nothing that I would not do for him. He was all things to me, beloved son, lover, master. Bringer of pleasure. My life was his. I fell asleep in his arms. 

                               CHAPTER TWO

                                The Next Day

       (Father)  I was worried. I loved my beloved son, but he did not realize that I could no longer sleep through the night without getting up to pee. And as far as wearing a diaper, not only was that humiliating, but there were no diapers in the house. I would have to purchase them tomorrow, but what was I to do now. I had just fucked my wife and had a great climax, the best that I can remember, but I always have to pee after I fuck, and I had no permission. It would be a long night.

  I tried to sleep, and may have dozed off but basically had a sleepless night. I could not sleep because of my full bladder. Finally, at about 6:00 AM I got up and decided to wait for 7:00 AM. I decided to get the newspaper and threw on my robe and went outside to get it.

(Mother) I woke up with a start. I felt a strong sucking on my right breast and was in a haze. My husband hadn’t woken me up by kissing my breasts since before my beloved Mickey was born. Then I remembered last night. I knew who was sucking. “Oh, my beloved son, thank you, that feels so good.”  He commanded me to get off the bed, on my knees and worship his cock with my mouth. I was glad to comply. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and started to lick his glorious cock. My beloved son allowed me to play with myself as I worshiped his cock. One hand moved to my nipple and the other to my clit as I started to play with myself. My tongue was licking my beloved son’s cock, starting with the base and moving up his shaft till I reached the head. I payed particular attention to the sensitive place, underneath the base of his head. As my beloved son got hard, I opened my lips and, slowly began to suck his cock into my mouth. Meanwhile, my fingers were working on my clit and pussy and I was getting wetter and wetter. My mouth was moving rapidly, taking his cock in and out of my hungry mouth, trying to take him deeper and deeper with each stroke. My throat was not yet trained and I could not take him as deep into my throat as I later would, but I took him as deep as I could, until I started to gag. I continued to use my tongue on the underside of his cock. I grew hotter and hotter, and even with his cock in my mouth, I begged my beloved son for permission to cum. My beloved son said he would grant me permission to cum when he came, but said I was not to swallow his cum, but to keep it in my mouth. I moved my mouth faster and faster up and down his majestic cock. I could barely resist cuming without permission, so to control myself I started to pinch my nipple and clit. Finally, I felt the first spurt on the roof of my mouth. I rubbed my clit gently and started to cum. I had to maintain complete control, not to be overwhelmed by the strength of my orgasm. I had to concentrate on keeping my mouth over my beloved son’s cock, careful not to swallow until given instructions. When my beloved son finally finished spurting, my mouth was full. My beloved son got dressed, and instructed me to follow him, while remaining on my knees.

  (Father)  I had just about finished the paper when my beloved son came out of the Master Bedroom with a big smile on his face. My wife followed him, on her knees, totally nude. He was fully dressed while I was, as his instructions, in my underwear. He saw me reading the newspaper and asked me if I had gone outside in my underwear. I gulped and said that I had put on a robe, just to get the paper. He asked me if I had permission to put on a robe. I did not answer, as there was no answer. He instructed his mother, my wife to give me a big kiss. As she did so, I realized why my beloved son was smiling. My wife used her tongue to transfer a complete mouthful of my beloved son’s cum from her mouth to mine. Swallow it all, he instructed.  So I swallowed my beloved son’s cum  from my wife’s mouth.  When I finished swallowing his cum, my wife pointed to her mouth. She was given permission to speak and begged permission to pee. My beloved son told her he would allow her to pee a little later, but first, it was 7:00 AM. And time for me to pee. He escorted me to the bathroom and he and  my wife watched as I finally was allowed to piss. That was a big relief. Yes it was humiliating, but my bladder was full. I felt better when I finished, but then my beloved son had another surprise for me. He instructed me to lie down in the bathtub, then instructed my wife to stand in the tub, with her legs on either side of my chest. Then he allowed her to piss. Her piss, as per his instructions, went all over me. She flexed her waist so her piss started on my hair, went down my face and chest, then went down to my cock, thighs and legs. While she was pissing all over me, little Marilyn walked in and started to giggle. “That looks like fun big brother, can I try it to?”   When my wife finally finished, my beloved son told Marilyn  to take her turn. Marilyn pulled down her little pyjama bottoms and got into the tub. I thought briefly that for the first time since she got out of diapers, I was looking at her pee hole. Then she too started peeing all over me, laughing happily over the fun she was having.   My wife was, as per my beloved son’s instruction, was using my underwear to wipe herself, but my beloved son, told Marilyn to squat over my mouth and instructed me to clean her pee hole with my tongue. Jesus, that was the worst, the most humiliating , the most disgusting thing. Even so, I found myself getting erect. My beloved son chuckled as he looked at me, saying that he would always make sure that I had a good time. He gave me permission to take a shower  but only cold water. I was not entitled to hot water. I was forced to clean myself with the cold water and do a thorough job, to wash away all the piss.

    (Mother) While my husband was in the shower, my beloved son gave me my orders for the day.  It was going to be interesting. But first I had to do all the normal Mommy things. I made breakfast for the family, and we all ate, my husband in his underpants, I was naked and Marilyn and my beloved son were fully dressed. My husband was given three cups of coffee and two large glasses of liquid breakfasts but no solid foods.  My husband begged my beloved son for permission to call in sick from work, as he had not slept the night before. My beloved son had anticipated this happening. It was in the orders he gave me. My husband was a mid level actuary for a large insurance company and could well afford to take a day off and my beloved son was glad to let him take a day off. This was Friday, and he would then have all weekend to get used to the new way of life. He allowed my husband to sleep until his 11:00 AM bathroom break, and then he would follow my orders for the rest of the day. My beloved son and Marilyn left for school, and I finished my usual morning chores.

  At 11:00 AM I woke my husband up and took him to the bathroom. I held his cock in my hand as I watched him pee. Then we both got dressed. I was not allowed to wear panties or a bra, but I put on a skirt and blouse, with stockings and a garter belt. My husband got dressed and I drove to Victoria’s Secret. We went in and I instructed my husband not to say a word. We were greeted by a saleslady who asked what we wanted. I said we needed 7 pair of white silk panties in his size, as I pointed at my husband. Boy, did he turn purple, but true to orders, he stayed quiet. The saleslady measured his waist and said that extra large should do but she couldn’t be sure. We bought one pair, and then we went to the changing room. He changed into these white panties and came out. Everyone whistled, and my husband blushed again. The panties fit tightly around his ass and showed every line of his cock and every curve of his balls. It was perfect. I threw  his old boxers into the garbage, and paid for the other six pair. We went back to the car.

Our next stop was a large pharmacy, where I sent my husband in to buy 5 large boxes of adult diapers and some rubber sheets. I am sure he found that to be a humiliating experience as he came out with a very red face. But that was nothing compared to our next stop, a large and very complete adult toy store. We first purchased a collar and leash, and a blindfold and handcuffs. I had my husband put these items on his charge card and proceeded to put them on my husband. With the blindfold locked over his eyes and the handcuffs locking his wrists behind him, my husband was helpless. I unbuckled his pants and had him follow me around while all he was wearing from the waist down was his brand new tight white silk panties. Then, while pulling my husband by the leash, I went to select of all the other items that my beloved son had asked for. 

 I selected various clamps, chains and weights. I had a feeling that I would be getting to know some of these items intimately in the future. I picked up various gags, dildos and butt plugs. I also picked up various restraints. My favorite part of the shopping expedition was when I picked out a paddle, which, as my beloved son had instructed me, I used on my husbands ass. I told him in a loud voice to stand still and take his punishment for this morning. All the customers stopped what they were doing while I gave my husband 10 whacks with the paddle on his panty clad ass. I started easily, just following the orders of my beloved son, but as I continued I realized that I had more orgasms over the past day with my son that I had with my husband over the past year, and the quality and depth of my orgasms were something my husband had never come close to giving me. I was whacking him harder and harder until my husband was yelping in pain. Tears were running down his eyes. I reached 10 and put the paddle in my shopping cart. I added all sorts of whips, canes and floggers. My beloved son was going to have no problem keeping discipline. I was just about finished. My husband had a special surprise in store for his father. When I picked that out and put  all the items on my credit card, I pulled my husband’s pants back up and pulled him by his leash, still blindfolded, to the back seat of the car. I told him to lie on the floor of the back seat, till I drove him home.  I put all our new toys in the back seat and drove home.

(Father) That was the worst day I have ever had in my life. I was glad that my beloved son allowed me to call in sick. I was up all night, my bladder was full, and I couldn’t sleep a wink. My beloved son told me I could sleep until my 11:00AM pee time, and I should obey my wife’s instructions. When she woke me up she held my cock while I pissed, that was a thrill. Then I was allowed to get dressed and she took me on a trip. When we stopped at Victoria’s Secret, I thought that I would get a fashion show. I did not realize that I would be the model. My wife told me that my beloved son did not like my boxers, and I would be getting new panties. I was not allowed to speak. I tried on a pair of white silk panties and came out of the changing room. They were a very tight fit, like a second skin over my ass, my cock and my balls. This was all I would be allowed to wear when I was home, and I would wear this under my suit at work. I was not looking forward to this.

  Then my wife stopped off at a pharmacy where she told me to purchase diapers and rubber sheets. That would not have been so bad, but she insisted on my buying 5 large boxes, so everyone could see what I was carrying. I walked quickly back to the car. I thought the worst was over. Little did I know.

Our next stop was the “Toy Store.” My wife put me in a collar and leash, put on a blindfold and cuffed my hands behind my back. This was in a store full of people. Then she unbuckled my pants and pulled them down to my feet so everyone could see my tight white silk panties.  I did not know what other items my wife was purchasing, but all of a sudden she started yelling at me to stand still and take my punishment for this morning. I had forgotten that I had put on a robe to get the newspaper from the front lawn. All of a sudden I felt this paddle over my ass. The first few strokes were all right. I was more embarrassed than hurt, but the last few strokes had me bawling like a baby. I was forbidden to talk, but I was screaming in pain.

Finally we got home, just in time for my 3:00 PM pee time. My wife removed the blindfold and handcuffs, and I quickly got undressed. My wife instructed our daughter Marilyn to take me to the bathroom and hold my cock while I pissed. I was not allowed to touch my cock without my beloved son’s permission. My daughter laughed as she pulled down my panties and held my cock. Finally, I could rest. My son would not be back till 5:00 PM.

    (Mickey) I came home, as usual at 5:00 PM. I had started selling vacuum cleaners after school and after my two (always successful) sales calls I came home. I would sell two vacuums every day, making $250. per sale. At $500. Per day, I was earning $125,000 a year. Not bad for a 12 year old. When I wanted to build a luxurious house I would have the cash to start.

            I told my father he had been a good boy and I would let him play with himself for one hour. He must ask me for permission to cum. I then asked my mother if she had followed my instructions and played with her pussy for 10 minutes at the top of every hour. I could tell from looking at her that she did not play with herself while she was out of the house. She begged to be punished for her act and I was glad to oblige, but first I put on her collar and leash, ordered her to her knees, and took her outside to the back yard. I instructed her to bark three times, because if she did not follow my instructions, I would treat her like a bitch. After she barked, her face beginning to turn red, I instructed her to raise one leg and piss. She had not pissed since I left the house at 8:00 AM and now it was 5:00 PM so she had a full bladder to release, as I watched. I told her to wait, went back in to pick up an old newspaper, put it under her ass, and ordered her to shit. Now her face was turning purple. She did not want to shit while I was watching, but she did not want to disobey me either. Who owns your ass? I asked her. You do, my beloved son, she answered as she started to push. I saw a turd beginning to come out of her ass. It landed on the newspaper, as my mother grunted under my gaze. Good little bitch, I told her. I took the garden hose and cleaned her ass and pussy with high pressure water. Then I  told her to take the newspaper containing her shit, throw it in the garbage and come to me in the bedroom. I had her climb across my knees and asked her again who owned her ass? When she said that I owned her ass I began with a simple ass spanking. Then, when her ass was turning red, I started to finger fuck her ass. I started with one finger, and continued until I had 4 fingers pounding into her ass. Then I took a large dildo and used that to fuck her ass. Then I asked her who owned her cunt. Through her tears she said that I owned her cunt.  I then took out 7 clamps from my new bag of tricks and attached three to each of my mothers cunt lips and one to her clit. She was screaming and begging for mercy, but I had a long way to go. I did not like her screaming, so I inserted a large circular gag in her mouth. It forced her mouth open, so she could not talk, or swallow. She would be drooling all over herself. I had her stand with her legs wide apart, and bound her ankles to a spreader bar.  I cuffed her wrists to her ankles, then took out a soft leather cat of nine tails. I could whip her to my hearts content without doing too much damage. The soft leather was excellent for beginners, and both my mother and I were beginners. I started by whipping her ass, After 10 minutes of that, I switched to whipping her cunt. My mother was shrieking, though she could not form words, and tears were running down her cheeks.  Finally, I felt that she had enough, and I stopped. I removed her clamps, but left the dildo in her ass, and left her bound. I took off my pants and started fucking my mothers tight cunt. Not only was rear entry always a tight position, but keeping a large dildo in my mothers ass, made it even tighter. I was surprised to find her cunt dripping wet. My mother was a pain slut, what a pleasant surprise.

(Mother) What a session. I knew I was supposed to play with myself for the first ten minutes of every hour and not cum, but I thought that was only in the house, not outside the house. I had disobeyed my beloved son, and I deserved to be punished, I needed to be punished. But I did not anticipate being treated like a dog. I knew that my beloved son enjoyed watching me piss, but in the backyard, like a dog? I was utterly humiliated. Then my beloved son put a newspaper under my ass and told me to shit. That was beyond my greatest nightmare. I did not want to obey, but my son asked me who owned my ass? I realized that I had willingly given my body and soul to my beloved son. I do not know how or why this happened, but I must obey his wishes and whims, whatever the cost, whether in pain or humiliation. So I scrunched and pushed . I could not have looked very attractive or feminine, but I would obey my beloved son. Then I was ordered to throw the newspaper in the garbage. It’s a good thing we had a garbage can in the garage, because otherwise I would have had to go into the street. But I came back to my beloved son, got over his knees, and endured another vicious spanking. When he finished, he started to finger fuck my ass, starting with one finger and not stopping till he had four fingers in my ass. Then he switched to a large dildo. After fucking my ass with the dildo for a few minutes, he asked me who owned my cunt? Well, my beloved son owns my cunt and he prepared to prove it by tightening three clamps on each of my pussy lips and one on my clit. I could not take the pain, and I was begging my beloved son for mercy. I had no right to beg for mercy, so my beloved son inserted a ring gag in my mouth that forced my mouth wide open. While I could scream, I could not form words nor swallow. I would be forced to drool all over myself. Then my beloved son had me stand with my legs wide apart, attache my ankles and wrists to a spreader bar, and started to whip my ass. I was in tremendous pain. As I shook under the lash, the clamps on my pussy and clit cut into me even harder. I don’t know how long this continued, but after a while I could feel my pussy getting wet, despite the pain, or maybe because of the pain. Then, My beloved son switched from whipping my ass to whipping my pussy, and though I felt greater and more intense pain, my pussy was becoming wetter and wetter. I was enjoying the pain.  I tried to thank my beloved son for punishing me so wonderfully, but all I could do was shriek, because of the gag. Finally, my beloved son decided to stop the whipping, he removed all of the clamps and, with the large dildo in my ass, fucked my cunt. If my cunt had not been slopping wet, almost dripping, he would not have been able to fit. I almost came immediately. My beloved son felt how wet I was and called me his pain slut. He reminded me not to cum without his permission and started to pound my pussy. It was all I could do not to cum. I was completely helpless. I was drooling, I was trying to yell my thanks, trying to control myself. I knew that if I would cum without permission I would disappoint my beloved son and would deserve further punishment. But it was not the punishment that I feared, it was disappointing my beloved son by disobeying his orders.  I tried to please my beloved son the only way I could, by clenching and unclenching my cunt muscles around his wonderful cock, as if I was continuously pissing and stopping in midstream, then starting again. My beloved son was pounding his beautiful cock in and out of my tight wet pussy. Finally, he announced that he would soon cum and I would be allowed to cum when he did. I squeezed my cunt muscles together as hard as I could and was rewarded with the feel of my sons hot cum shooting deep into my cunt. Cum you pain slut bitch he shouted, and I exploded. My pussy was clenching around his cock, his cock was shooting into my pussy. I felt total pleasure, all through my body, in great waves. My beloved son was shooting his precious sperm into my pussy and he kept shooting, till I thought it would never end. But finally, he finished. As he withdrew, he removed my ankles and wrists from the spreader. He told me to get on my knees and he used my open mouth to clean his dripping cock. I barely had the strength to stay on my knees, but I licked my beloved sons cock with my tongue until it was clean. When my beloved son removed the gag, I proudly swallowed every drop of his cum and thanked my beloved son, both for punishing me and for allowing me such a marvelous cum. He then told me to shower, cold water only, and put on make up and perfume as we would be going out to dinner. I was to wear a dress that was at least four inches above the knee, and of course, no bra or panties.

( Father) I played with myself for an hour, I was hard as a rock. Marilyn kept marching through the living room and giggling. I stopped a little after 6:00 PM and just sat in my tight white silk panties while I waited for my beloved son.  I was ordered to see him at 7:00 PM to beg him for an enema, but he was in the Master Bedroom, that so recently was mine, and from the sounds that were escaping the room, he was giving my wife a tremendous orgasm. Strange, in all our married life , she was never a screamer, now, with my beloved son, she was.

Anyway my son came out of the room shortly before 7:00 PM and I begged him to give me an enema and permit me to shit and piss. He took out a double baloon device into my ass. One balloon expanded inside the sphincter and one sealed outside the sphincter so there would be no possibility of leakage. He then prepared two quarts of warm soapy water and proceeded to slowly fill my ass. This was the first enema that I can remember in my life. I was on my hands and knees in the living room,  10 year old Marilyn kept coming in and asking what I was doing. I did not know what to tell her, so I said nothing. My bowels were full and cramping, I wanted to shit but I could not. Marilyn told my beloved son that I was not talking to her, and my beloved son told his sister that she should spank my tushy. So when all two quarts of soapy water were filling my ass, my 10 year old daughter was spanking me. She did not hurt me, but she did add to the rolling waves inside my bowels and the cramping got worse. I thought I would explode and I begged my beloved son for permission to shit and piss. He answered first we are going to Burger King for dinner. I should get dressed. When we came back, I would be allowed to shit and piss, and if I behaved myself, I would be allowed to cum. That was a nice incentive, but I really needed to shit and even with the balloon in my ass, I thought I was going to explode. To be seen by other people was not something that I was looking forward to.

But I got dressed and drove everyone to Burger King. My wife looked sexy, all made up, wearing a short dress, with no bra or panties. I could smell her perfume. Since my beloved son promised me that I could cum if I behaved, I tried to be on my best behavior.  We were to be an ordinary family out for some fast food. Nothing should be out of the ordinary. Of course, I don’t think anyone else at the Burger King was sitting on a two quart enema up his ass. All I wanted to do was shit.  At 8:00 PM my beloved son turned to my wife and told her the time. She looked like she was going to fall through the floor. She begged to go to the Ladies Room, but my beloved son told her that the public rest rooms were not sanitary and that she would be home in 20 minutes. My wife knew what he really meant, and reached under the table and started playing with her pussy with one hand.  Some of our neighbors came along and started a conversation.  My stomach was cramping and all I could think of was taking a shit. My wife was playing with herself under the table and doing her best not to cum. I don’t know how we pulled it off, but eventually they left, without suspecting anything. Finally we finished eating and my beloved son said we could go home. I raced into the house, quickly stripping off my clothing. My wife did the same. I begged my son for permission to shit and piss and this time he said yes.  So I crawled to the bathroom as fast as I could as everyone followed. My beloved son deflated the outer balloon, then the inner one and removed the nozzle from my ass. I just managed to get my ass on to the toilet before I exploded. Everyone laughed as the stink filled the bathroom. I was on the toilet 10 minutes before I was finally finished. I reached for the toilet paper to wipe my ass, but my beloved son sent my wife to get one of my boxer shorts and told me to use that to wipe myself. I would be responsible for washing these shorts every night before I could sleep, and these shorts would be used to wipe my ass.  Finally, I was finished. We went back to the living room. It was 9:00 PM and my wife had to play with herself for 10 minutes, but my beloved son said the she and I could 69, instead. I was aroused at the thought. I loved sucking my wife’s cunt, and she gave me a great blowjob last night. My beloved son had promised me that I could cum if I were good, so I was looking forward to this reward. We were both reminded not to cum without permission, but we were going strong for about a half hour. I was licking my wife’s cunt lips, sucking and nibbling on her clit. My wife was using her tongue and entire mouth, licking and sucking on my cock and I really was ready to cum. I was begging for permission to cum, and so was my wife. My beloved son left us for a minute, saying he had a special surprise for me. He returned, and boy, was I surprised.

 (Mickey) I was not going to let my father cum in my mother, at least not for a while. But I did want to let him cum. That is why my mother had three blow up dolls on her shopping list, One blonde, one redhead and one brunette. They were expensive, the latest models. Each had three working holes, batteries to provide a realistic sensation and a speech chip. I told my father that he now had a willing harem, and he could choose to cum in any hole in any doll. He would not be allowed to cum in my mother’s mouth and must immediately stop. My father looked like he was going to cry.

 (Father) I did not know what to do. I was so hot, I almost came as my wife released my cock from her mouth. I felt like a disgusting pervert, totally humiliated as my wife, Marilyn and  my beloved son were looking at me standing with a hugh erection. I had to cum, and quickly. What was worse is I had two choices to make, which doll, and what hole. The dolls had real human hair, so I called for the blonde doll and used her cunt hole. As I hurried to find release, the doll started to speak. “Are you in yet? I don’t feel you. Please go deeper. Let me feel something. I’m going to call you tiny.”  My beloved son was laughing so hard, but he told me that I since I had begged to cum, I had two minutes with the doll in which to cum, else I would lose the privilege of cuming for a week, so I kept pounding as hard as I could. There  was a vibrator inside the dolls cunt, so I was able to cum, but the doll kept calling me tiny and called me a premature ejaculator. Another episode of total and absolute humiliation. To top off the evening, Marilyn was instructed to wipe me off with a moist towelette , which she did between giggles, and I was instructed to clean out my doll before I went to sleep. With that, my beloved son took my wife into the Master Bedroom.

(Mickey) I had a great day and I was going to end it right. I started to lick and nibble on my mother’s cunt. She was already hot from my father’s licking, but she knew that she would not be allowed to cum without my permission. She was panting and biting her lips as her request to cum was denied. I kept sucking her clit and flicking it with my tongue. She begged me again, Please, my beloved son, I beg you please, anything you want, please let me cum. I told her that she could cum when I did, and instructed her to worship my cock. She rolled over so her mouth was over my rock hard cock and opened wide. She took my cock all the way into her mouth. I felt her struggling to overcome her gag reflex. Her lips were against my pubic hair, pushing against my groin. Her tongue, was working against the bottom of my cock, teasing below the head, then licking up and down the shaft. I was still nibbling on her clit and my mother was using all her self control to avoid cuming. Then she started to move her mouth quickly up and down my shaft I could feel my balls ready to explode. I grabbed her around her head and pulled her all the way down as I spurted in her mouth. “Swallow every drop, and I will allow you to cum,” I shouted. She was swallowing as hard as she could and I felt her pulling the sperm out of my balls.  Finally, I finished my cum and I gave her permission to cum, while I continued to eat her cunt. I could feel her exploding as I ate her. She was screaming her pleasure. She was screaming her thanks. She was out of her mind. I realized it was almost as much fun to make a woman cum as it was to cum myself.

(Mother) I never, ever felt that good. I was so wiped out. I would worship my son and serve him. I would do whatever he wanted. There was nothing that I would not do for him. He was all things to me, beloved son, lover, master. Bringer of pleasure. My life was his. I fell asleep in his arms.