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For the Sake of Motherhood - 1
by William DuPain (duepain@yahoo.com)

***

William, fed up with his stepmother's outrageous 
behavior, takes drastic action. (Fm, ped, nc, rp, v, 
inc, tor)

***

PART 1

She was in the bathroom brushing her long, lavish hair, 
as he made his way down the hallway. He stopped and 
popped his head in through the doorway to say 
goodnight, as she stood there grooming herself.

"You're becoming a great deal like your father Bill, 
nosey! Little pig, big pig I guess!" Her voice was 
sarcastic, and brutally cold, as she spoke.

(Tom Peterson was gone for the week, setting up a 
networking system in another city. He had given up on 
his relationship with Julie sometime ago. All they had 
in common now was their son, and when he finally left; 
Tom thought he would probably go as well). 

Bill lowered his eyes to the floor, hurt by his 
mother's rude comment. He wished this could be done 
some other way, but knew it couldn't. She had become a 
stranger to him, no longer the protectorate whose 
loving smile warmed his childhood days. He didn't know 
this cold, selfish, uncaring person, and no longer 
wanted her in his life.

He opened the door to the small storage area looking 
inside for something, as she coldly ignored him. His 
eyes fell on something useful he thought he might be 
able to utilize. Closing the door he crossed quickly to 
where she stood and forcing her t-shirt up quickly 
around her head, and arms, forced her wrist together.

He slipped the panty hose over her hands and pulled 
them part way down her arms. Grabbing up one of the 
dangling leg sections he wound it tightly around her 
wrist. He repeated this maneuver with the other 
section, but in the opposite direction. Finally tying 
the two ends together securely.

She had already begun to struggle even before he'd 
finished. But now she had gone completely wild. But she 
was still no match for his six-foot muscular frame. He 
was lean and hard from all the sports activity his 
father had encouraged him to participate in through the 
years, and overwhelmed her easily.

"What the hell are you doing, have you lost what little 
mind you have?"

"No Julie, but you may, before I'm finished with you," 
he told her calmly.

Julie was a beautiful sight at 38, with a lovely face, 
and rich, lavish, Chestnut hair. Long wonderfully toned 
legs, and an ass that should have been declared a 
national treasure. Along with the most shockingly 
beautiful pair of breast the human gene pool had ever 
spawned. 

Every shimmering detail of her body magnificently 
perfect, and she was 100 percent certifiable bitch, 
seven days a week! She hadn't always been that way, but 
over the last several years her disposition had 
deteriorated drastically, becoming dark and 
excruciatingly malicious.

Without another word, he unceremoniously dragged her 
screaming to her bedroom, where he had already prepared 
his other tools. He leaned her over the foot of the bed 
driving her face cruelly into the mattress. Her firm, 
hard, panty covered ass up in the air. The slick cloth 
of her undies drawing up tightly around her soft, full 
lips, which were now delineated exquisitely by the 
tease of the sheer fabric.

"You little bastard, let me go!" She screamed at him.

"I will, when you're completely subjugated to my will 
and wish. And happy to attend to my budding sexuality, 
then I will happily release you my little slut!" he 
snarled.

"You sick little shit, this is incest and you're in big 
trouble buster, now let me up!"

Smack! Smack! Smack! The sounds of his hand landing on 
the firm, luscious flesh, of her ass; was like music to 
his ears, and it excited him tremendously! Whack! 
Whack! Whack, his hand fell repeatedly, terrorizing her 
firm, hard, stubborn ass, making her squirm and whimper 
with the heat of her discipline.

"Damn you William, stop this, you're hurting me!" she 
screamed at him, squirming beneath his pounding palm.

"That's the entire idea Julie, or should I say mommy!" 
his voice coldly sarcastic, as he spoke.

Suddenly she felt his hand between her legs, his 
fingers probing into the soft flesh of her sensitive 
folds, producing an array of very pleasant sensations 
there. Then he moved up between her legs to her ass, 
where he ruthlessly squeezed and kneaded her firm 
cheeks, lightly teasing them, with a light smack 
periodically.

Julie was shocked senseless, William had never shown 
even the slightest interest in her sexually before 
today, and she didn't know what to make of it!

"Stop it Bill, stop it now she screamed, I'm your 
mother and this is incest!" Such a filthy disgusting 
thing he was doing to her, she marveled that it could 
produce such sweet, wicked pleasure in her flesh. She 
couldn't fathom for the life of her, why he was being 
so brutal to her.

"Yes its incest, and isn't it wonderful Julie!" he 
growled at her. And then proceeded to rip all the 
clothing off her body, leaving her with only the 
covering, of her ornate, colorful exotics.

He placed nylon cords around her wrist after moving 
them to her back and stripping the panty hose off. The 
nipple restraints he'd purchased each had a small chain 
running from its barrel to a larger brass oval ring in 
the center, from it, a single thin metal chain draped 
low in front of her. The idea being, that the harder 
she pulled away, the tighter the clamps clinched around 
her nipples.

Smack, the paddles dark voice clarion, landing firmly 
across her delicious little ass. Smack, smack, smack, 
Julie Peterson's little rump was a lovely shade of 
angry red; and tears were flowing down her face from 
the incessant heat in her backside.

"Please stop Bill, it hurts!" she sobbed.

"But I'm charmed by the ripple of your cheeks Julie!" 
he taunted.

Her son Bill was going crazy on her; she couldn't 
understand what had gotten into her 18 year old son. He 
was usually such a nice, demure little fellow by 
nature; you hardly ever knew he was around. But now he 
was savagely abusing her ass, tormenting her, and 
seemingly gleeful over it.

"Why are you doing this to me Bill?" she sobbed.

"I'm tired of you bullying my father and I around, 
tired of your bitching, ball-busting ways!" he growled 
at her, then continued stroking her hot flowering mons. 

"You need a good hot orgasm in that bitchy cunt of 
yours mom, and I'm going to see that you get one, or 
two, or whatever!"

"It was partially true, she thought, that she and Tom 
had been growing farther apart with the passing of 
time. They seldom had sex anymore; she just didn't feel 
the same way about him. He'd once been such a 
creatively forceful man, but he had changed. Became 
soft, reserved, docile, she couldn't love a man like 
that; It was like sleeping with another woman!

"Smack! Smack! He gave her two more just to sharpen her 
senses and keep them alert. He loved the way she 
trembled, and fought against her restraints, twisting 
urgently, and grinding her lovely breast into the 
mattress, wiggling her beautiful little bottom, as she 
desperately tried to escape from the source of her 
pain."

"God Bill, your killing me, please stop!" She was near 
hysteria now, but he didn't care. Reaching under her he 
gave the chain a yank setting her nipples on fire, and 
making her cry out.

"Oh fuck Bill, you're tearing them off!" she screamed, 
as she jerked and twisted sharply in agony.

"You come off like a cold hearted little bitch Julie, 
but I know theirs a streak of slut inside of you 
somewhere. And I intend to bring that better trait of 
yours to the forefront of your demeanor!"

William once again administered a measure of pleasure 
to his mother's tortured body, not wanting to break her 
spirit, but only modify her behavior somewhat. Pulling 
her gusset aside he gingerly ran his finger lightly 
around her extended clit, noting the gentle roll of her 
hips as he did so.

Julie couldn't believe as she lay there that her folds 
were beginning to secrete fluids between her legs. Her 
ass was stinging, her mons tingling shamefully, 
arousing itself in a heated lust, all while she was 
being abused by her own son. But his strong masculine 
hands did feel pleasant on her body at the moment; he 
was such a handsome, strong young man.

"I can smell your juices oozing from you Julie, 
delectable by the way, are you hot my little slut?" He 
asked her, half laughing.

"You animal bastard, your dad will tear you a new ass 
when he finds out what you've done here!" She screamed 
at him.

"Oh come now Julie dad doesn't give a damn about you, 
we both know that, and we both know why, don't we 
princess!" He was taunting her of course, knowing it 
would take more than physical discomfort to modify her 
behavior.

"Dam you Bill!" her eyes full of hate as she looked up, 
because he'd spoke the truth and it hurt, all those 
hidden things way down deep inside her.

Young Bills cock was rock hard from viewing, and 
touching his mother's lush body. Reaching under her, he 
found her breast giving it a firm squeeze, but she 
bolted and tried to move away. He grabbed the chain 
hanging from her breast and she froze, fear filling her 
tortured eyes, its presence instantly immobilizing her 
mental processes.

"Move away from me again when I desire to fondle you, 
and I'll rip these off!" he told her, his voice cold, 
and tempered like steel, as he spoke.

Julie had no doubt from the sound of his voice, that he 
would do exactly that, if she moved again.

He picked up the leather belt wrapping it around his 
hand, it hissed menacingly as it traversed through the 
air landing with a loud snap against her ass. 
Immediately there was a red welt raised on her cheek. 
He lay down several more before stopping, she was 
screaming at the top of her lungs now, and shaking 
uncontrollably.

"God Bill please don't!" she sobbed against the sheets, 
her face contorted in sheer agony.

He pulled his thick, throbbing mass from his shorts, 
and stood next to her face stroking the monster before 
her eyes. Julie couldn't believe it; his cock was 
enormous, so thick and long, flinching rudely in front 
of her as he stroked the sinister looking mass of 
flesh. She had not seen him uncovered for years, and 
was shocked at his physical progress. 

He thrust forward several times bumping the side of her 
face with it, humiliating her. As he reached under her 
to squeeze her breast again, she watched it dance 
lewdly in front of her eyes teasing her, mocking her 
helplessness, formidable and intimidating, as if 
brazenly trying to challenge her with its male 
mystique.

She questioned in her thoughts if he really intended to 
use it on her, and she suddenly realized with a start, 
a small part of her was hoping so. It was sick and evil 
that she could lay here wanting to fuck her very own 
son as he abused her. But she was already hot and 
weeping from her folds, her will to resist all but 
shattered by the abuse she'd already suffered.

"This is sick Bill, I'm your mother, we can't do this," 
she told him again, even as her tight passage twitched 
with pleasure from the wonderful sensation of his hands 
upon her body.

Hands that were so warm and strong, rubbing her briskly 
like that, inciting a powerful feeling of evil lust 
inside her body. The sight of his thick beastly 
hardness, and the prospect of what he may yet do with 
it; shamefully stirring her passion and her wicked 
imagination.

"I can, and will do it Julie, I intend to tease you 
until you give me your consent and beg for my entry 
into the burning folds of your body!" he told her with 
a smirk.

Reaching behind her he ripped the sheer panties off her 
body causing her to gasp out in shocked surprise. Then 
he inserted two fingers into her tight opening and 
began to fuck them in and out of her body. In just a 
very short time her convulsing passage was nursing 
those fingers like a hungry new born, her body blessing 
them with an abundance of thick, rich, fragrant fluid, 
that glistened lewdly on his skin.

"God his fingers felt so good inside of her she 
realized. It was sick of her and sinful, but she 
couldn't help herself, he was just too damn forceful. 
Overwhelming her, making her body want him, forcing her 
submission to this twisted degradation of her bound and 
helpless body. Her lust was now a raging fire. God help 
her, she wanted her son to fuck her with his huge 
flexing firmness."

Leaning over next to her ear he whispered, "We both 
know you want it Julie, don't we. I can feel your 
moisture and your desire. I have witnessed what you do 
with your fingers down there; you're such a naughty, 
vulgar little girl when daddy's away Julie. You need 
fucked slut, fucked hard and brutally Julie."

"Yes Bill, oh God yes, I do baby," she whispered 
softly. Her shame was now fevering the cheeks of her 
face deeply, with the intent of his statement, 
realizing that he knew about her secret sin.

"I'm going to tease your hot little sex with my hard 
tongue Julie, lapping it like a ravenous dog. Then, 
when you're just on the verge of coming, I'll mount you 
like some crazed stallion and breed you like the bitch 
you truly are, pounding my big horse muscle into your 
tight little cunt. Would you like that Julie?"

"Oh Bill do it, take me now!" she cried out. This was 
more than she could endure, his filthy words alone 
inciting her to the verge of orgasm. He had evidently 
watched her as she masturbated herself with her hand at 
some point in time. 

The image of him in her mind, standing somewhere in the 
shadows, his fevered eyes on her body as she brought 
herself to a flooding orgasm: was driving her to 
unknown heights of lust. This was so twisted, wicked, 
and God yes, so undeniably hot.

He moved between her legs and found her clit with his 
tongue. He began to mercilessly pummel the twitching 
little nub with quick light strokes, causing Julie to 
tremble beneath the unrelenting teasing of his tongue. 

Reaching up he began to lightly tease her tight little 
anal opening, making her shiver and moan beneath the 
light loving probe of his fingers. She was tingling all 
over, her body burning with every touch of his hands 
and tongue.

When her whimpering told him she was approaching the 
summit of her desire, he crawled up between her legs 
inserting his hardness into the tight folds of her 
passage. She shivered, and cried out calling his name 
when he took her. 

Then he settled into a nice smooth pace, giving Julie 
what she had needed for so long now. He quickened his 
pace then, ramming his oversized instrument into her 
milking softness, driving her mercilessly toward the 
explosive end of her need.

"Oh God Bill, I can't wait I'm coming!" she cried out. 
He had stirred a storm of passion in her that now raged 
through her body overwhelming her senses, stripping her 
of all pride and self-identity. Intense waves of 
pleasure spreading from the treasure between her thighs 
were bursting explosively against her nipples, and 
enveloping her body with the charm of a soft warm glow. 

He pulled out of her then at that instant, and got off 
the bed seating himself in the chair next to her.

"No Bill, please, put it back in she cried," as her 
body twisted with the agony of its denial. "Why did you 
stop Bill, why are you treating me this way, didn't you 
get what you wanted?" she sobbed.

"Because we haven't yet come to an understanding Julie, 
an understanding of what your place is in this house 
and what your primary functions as a slut are!" 
Reaching over he softly caressed her burning mound and 
teased her shy little clit, insuring she didn't lose 
interest.

Julie arched against the momentary pleasure of his 
fingers, and moaned deeply in her throat.

"God William, what do you want from me, do you want to 
hear me beg, I will Bill... I need you that much!" She 
pleaded! Her eyes misted, as she looked at her son, 
realizing at last, the hard brutality her behavior had 
tempered into his young heart.

"Your complete obedient subjugation Julie... is what I 
require. You will become subservient to the men in this 
household, sexually and in any other way that father 
and I may require. Do you understand me dear?"

"Yes Bill, I understand. Now will you please help me 
before I go insane!" A pleading look was in her eyes as 
she spoke, but with a gentleness now present too, that 
had been absent for far too long."

He stood beside her, reaching underneath once again 
finding her ripe full nipple. Squeezing down so hard on 
it she thought it would explode from the pain, he held 
it there and said, "I adore you Julie, but if you fuck 
with me in any way when I release you this will feel 
like a tongue bath before I'm finished with you."

"I won't Bill, I promise!" she sobbed, great tears 
rolling freely down her face from the pain. Oh God the 
pain was bitter, he was so fucking brutal with her. Her 
whole body shook and a strange long forgotten urge 
stabbed at her crotch, caressed her nipples, and 
tingled her tight little anal slit. 

She'd forgotten what a wanton slut she'd been for her 
husband, in the early days of their marriage, but her 
overpowering, dominant son, was bringing it all back to 
her memory.

Continued in part 2...              DuePain@yahoo.com

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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