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The Son's Payback
by RomeoWriter (romeowriter1976@yahoo.com)
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A vicious and dirty tale of a boy who eventually learns
to stand up for himself. (Fdom/b, ped, nc, rp, v, inc)
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I was on my way home. Finally, after 17 weeks of
training for the U. S. Army, I was going home for a bit
of leave. I had originally told my bitch of a mother
that I would never return, but my mind had changed. I
had changed. Never again would I be afraid of her and
her abuse.
As my bus rolled closer to my hometown, I reminisced
about one of those awful times...
I was 12 years old and just beginning to notice girls
in a sexual way. My mother and I lived alone. She was a
good mom except for one thing. She would frequently
punish me for ridiculous reasons, and her method of
punishment was particularly brutal. Late one summer
afternoon, I waited anxiously for her to return from
work. I lay on my bed watching TV, not really paying
attention to the screen, but instead worried
feverishly. Mom had been on the warpath lately and I
was baring the brunt of her wrath.
My heart jumped at the sound of keys in the door.
"David?! Where are you David?!" She yelled from the
foyer.
"In here," I said sheepishly. She quickly stomped to my
room and began barking at me. She was upset about toys
in the yard and told me I was grounded and needed to be
taught a 'lesson.' She sat in my desk chair and removed
her shoes and stockings. She was wearing a gray power
suit with a shortish skirt.
"Come here, David," she demanded. I did as she said.
"You want to litter our yard with toys and not clean
up? Then I'll teach you to clean! I am very sweaty and
dirty from work today. Lick me clean." I hesitated for
a moment. Mommy's legs and feet were shapely and
beautiful and I could not respond right away. "DAVID,
NOW!" She commanded.
I snapped out of it and took one of her pretty, yet
sweaty feet in my hands and began to lick the sole. I
tasted bitter, salty sweat, but I could also detect the
scent of her perfume on her ankle. Mom spoke to me,
"That's a good boy, just like that." Her tone of voice
always got sort of weird after I began touching her.
For the next 10 minutes, I was made to lick both her
feet and her legs up to her knees until she took it
further.
She stood over me as I knelt on the floor in front of
her. She dropped her skirt and exposed her pussy.
"Clean this too," she told me in a throaty voice. Her
teeth were gritted and her pupils were large. I drew
near to her crotch but froze up. I was petrified,
confused, not understanding why my own mother would do
this to me. Mommy was not a patient woman. She grabbed
my head and forced my young face into her groin. Her
pussy was hot and juicy with sweat and a different kind
of fluid I did not recognize.
I heard her moaning as she ground my face into her
snatch. She pulled my head back a few inches and I
thought I would finally be let off, but no. A hot
stream of yellow piss erupted from her pussy and
splattered my face. "Mom stop! Mom! Please stop!" But
she only laughed…
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Five years later, I tried to stop thinking about it and
get some sleep. Soon I would be home.
I arrived around midnight and Mom seemed happy to see
me. She was wearing a Victoria's Secret robe that
hardly covered her breasts and fell short of concealing
anything below her voluptuous buttocks. We talked for
awhile but the conversation was awkward at best.
There was a tension in the air and Mom was soon
speaking to me in a condescending manner as she had
done when I was a kid. We began to argue loudly and
eventually were screaming at one another. She was
furious that I was standing up to her for the first
time in my life.
"Don't you ever talk to me like that!" she said and
slapped me across the face. I froze just like I did
when I was little. "I'm going to bed," were her last
words before she headed off to bed. I looked down at
the floor, ashamed of myself for not being stronger.
Shame turned to anger. I was pissed at Mom and had had
enough of her abuse. I rustled up some courage and
marched to the bathroom where she was getting ready for
bed. I paused at the door when a familiar stench hit my
nose. The smell of shit momentarily transported me back
to a time when she had gotten extra nasty with me.
I was about 13 or 14 when she came home from partying
with friends to find me still awake and decided I
needed punishment. I was forced to lay on the floor
while she used me for a toilet. She filled my mouth wit
urine and crapped on my chest, all the while fingering
herself to a climax.
This memory was all I needed to drive my vengeful fury
over the edge. I busted the door wide open and entered
the room. There she sat on the hopper, screaming at me,
"Get out, you son of a bitch!!" I responded, "That's
right Mom, I AM a son of a bitch." Then I grabbed her
hair and turned her around to face the toilet. I held
her down with one hand and released my hardening cock
with the other.
I watched as a piece of shit began to protrude from her
bung hole. I placed my cockhead at the rim and pushed
myself inside, forcing her feces back into anus. Mom
yelped in pain and shock at the violation. Her shit
acted as makeshift lubrication to help me bury my boner
deep in her round ass. I began pumping away at her,
remembering all the times we had sexual contact, and
yet I had never been allowed to fuck her. Sometimes she
made me jerk off in front of her as a way to humiliate
me, but now, I was in charge.
Mom wailed like a little girl and I was afraid that
neighbors might hear, so I dunked her head into the
toilet to silence her. I held her under for close to a
minute and I became increasingly excited watching her
struggle. I fucked her ass hard enough to bruise her
soft cheeks and reveled in hearing her choke on filthy
toilet water. Shit began to work its way out of her
butt hole and splatter between our colliding bodies.
I withdrew from her sore anus and positioned her on her
butt with her back against the wall. She was weak and
disoriented and could not resist, but that would soon
change. I used a pair of nylon stockings that were hung
by the sink to dry to tie her wrists to the towel bar
above her head. "Hey Mom? Remember when you used to
punish me by smothering me? Remember how you would sit
on my face so I couldn't breathe?" I asked her.
If I began to doubt what I was doing, I needed only to
take trip down memory lane and think of all those
perverted and cruel things mom used to put me through.
"It's time to teach you a lesson, Mommy!"
Her eyes got wide with terror, "Please, honey, whatever
you're thinking of doing, please don't. I'm your
mother, David" Talk about falling on deaf ears. Before
she could close her mouth, my cock was making its way
down her throat. I fit my entire shaft and balls into
her mouth.
Now she began to resist, but her hands were tied and
her bare feet slipped in the mess on the floor. Her
bloodshot eyes looked up at me pleadingly. "Oh mother,
your face is so beautiful with my cock in it," I
taunted. I withdrew and let her breath. She sputtered
and gagged. "Oh god, please stop."
I ignored her request and proceeded. I reinserted my
penis into her reluctant mouth and began pumping in and
out, humping her face like a pussy. Slow at first, then
I increased my rhythm until my pace was near out of
control. I gripped the towel bar and slammed into her
mouth viciously, causing her head to crash painfully
into the tiles behind her. I did not let up, not when
her nose began to bleed or even when she vomited.
Her throat made horrible choking sounds that aroused me
to the point of insanity. I could hold off no longer.
My sac started to swell and I knew it was almost over.
"Oh, yeah. I got something for you Mommy! I got
something for you Mommy! Her it comes Mommy!" I grunted
like a beast as I released what seemed like a pint of
cum into her mouth and down her throat.
Mom kicked wildly beneath me as I pinned her head
against the wall in an effort to drain every last drop
into her belly. I lay down on the floor in exhaustion
as my head spun. I looked over to see Mom break free of
her binds and drop to the floor.
Through the slop and filth of our inhuman lovemaking,
she crawled over and pulled herself atop of me. Her
face was soiled with blood and dirty water. She brought
her face to mine and began to kiss me, sharing the
disgusting taste of the pain I had wrought. Our wet
bodies slid across each other as she placed my hard-
again dick inside her pussy.
"I missed you," she said, and she kissed me again.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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