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For the Sake of Motherhood - 2
by William DuPain (duepain@yahoo.com)

***

In part two, William finally gets the upper hand. (Fm, 
nc, rp, v, bd)

***

PART 2

He untied her cords and she remained perfectly still in 
the bed, her ass up and cheek resting against the 
smoothness of the sheets, until he turned her on her 
back.

She ran her fingers through his deep coffee colored 
hair while he lovingly ministered to her body, 
alleviating her suffering by baptizing her injured 
nipple with the sweet fluids of his hot virgin mouth. 
He then bathed her entire breast with his tongue, and 
then did the same to the other.

"Oh William you're so sweet when you want to be," she 
breathed softly.

Julie raised his head looking in his eyes before she 
kissed him. The light of his passion pulsed hotly there 
sending a strong shiver done her spine. She parted his 
lips with her tongue and probed the burning sweetness 
of his tissue, as one hand dropped to fondle that 
sweet, vulgar hardness, between his legs. She felt it 
lurch against her hand as she softly stroked, she swore 
she could feel the rhythm of his heartbeat there, as it 
labored for his blood.

She lowered her face to his groin and began to work her 
mouth around his heavy muscle. Drawing in, as much as 
she could to coat it with the moisture of her mouth, 
then pulling back, sucking as hard as she could while 
she pulled sliding off with a loud pop.

It became even firmer and achieved even larger 
proportions as she manipulated him. His body's cringing 
reaction to her manipulation of his giant organ, made 
her smile with a sense of pride. She continued to tease 
his raging, stiff, masculinity with her sweet warm 
mouth and gentle lips, until he was shivering fiercely 
and calling her name urgently.

He disengaged from Julie's wanton revelry and pulled 
her up to kiss her mouth. He had discovered his mother 
was quiet good at this, and he enjoyed it tremendously. 
He leisurely necked with her, savoring the sweet fruit 
of his evil act. He then laid her back beneath him, and 
looked down on the glorious temple he was about to 
enter and lusted for it. 

He laid his massive hardness on her crotch and began to 
move against the folds of her body, and ran the big 
monster back and forth in the moist valley of her 
crevice, lubricating it with the sweet, oozing dew, of 
her body.

He slipped the head between the swollen lips of her 
opening slowly, then shoved forward into her deeply, to 
her intense satisfaction, and full joy. She groaned 
deeply in her throat, and thrust her glistening pelvis 
upward in a rotating fashion, seeking to slam her cunt 
fully against pubs. The sound of her sensual 
orchestrations reverberating around them thrilled 
William nurturing the energy of his lust.

"God Bill, what you do to me!" Julie whispered to her 
son.

Bill placing his mouth near his mother's ear whispered 
back, "You're a shameless slut Julie, a woman that has 
to be controlled before she can come, dominated before 
she can care. You love the way my cock feels in you 
don't you slave?"

"Yes Bill, and I'll be anything you want me too!"

He hammered his impatient mass into her body, as she 
twisted, and contorted underneath him. He went at Julie 
like a sex starved maniac, ripping into her wet 
clutching organ. Until she cried out, spewing hot fluid 
all around his hardness, clutching the sheets tightly, 
and quaking fiercely against his hard lean body. 

Looking up into her master's eyes, she smiled with a 
peaceful light in her own. She felt more wonderful than 
she had in ages, like she use to all the time, so very 
long ago.

Placing her lips close to his ear she spoke softly to 
her lover, "Tell me you love me William, please!"

He didn't reply but moved from the bed before speaking. 
"Remain here Julie, until I return."

Her eyes misted as he moved away. Watching him go she 
questioned if she had killed his affection toward her 
for good. God she would die if that were true. She had 
somehow lost sight of the most valuable things around 
her without even knowing how, or when. He was so 
handsome now, tall with broad shoulders like his 
father, and she adored him.

When he returned he stood beside the bed looking down 
at her coldly. An ornate black satin choker in one 
hand, a single golden colored metal ring at its center. 
In his other a long fine chain with golden loops at 
both ends, one large the other smaller.

You will wear this whenever I request it Julie. After I 
tether you, you will speak to no one. You will not 
speak to me unless I address you directly. You will not 
venture off by yourself; you will do nothing, say 
nothing with out my permission. You will not use my 
given name when chained; I am "Sir or Master, always!" 
Do you understand me Julie?

If I tell you to kneel, you will sit with your bottom 
resting on your calves underneath you. Your hands will 
be folded in your lap and your eyes lowered to the 
floor, you are to remain in this position until I tell 
I give you permission to move.

She wanted to cry, there was ice in his eyes as he 
looked at her. She knew he was dead inside and would 
never be her dear smiling son again. The knowledge of 
it pained the most private region of her heart, and the 
pain of that wound sprang radiant in her eyes, bleeding 
them moist, as she trembled at the verge of tears.

"Yes sir, I understand, and will obey," their was pain 
in her voice as she spoke, softening both her 
inflection and features.

"You will now prepare a bath for me as I rest here. 
When it's ready you'll return and stand by the bed 
waiting for me. When I go you will follow and you will 
bath me. Do you understand me Julie?

"Yes sir," she replied, when she turned away to attend 
his biding, there were tears rolling down her cheeks.

So far, so good, William thought, she'd had her first 
orgasm and been softened up a bit. It looked as if it 
may work after all. He hoped so; he didn't want to see 
the family break up.

She returned and stood quietly by the bed, her hands 
folded in front of her.

"Bend down woman," as she complied he slipped the satin 
choker about her lovely neck and fastened the golden 
chain to it. Then with his hand at the back of her head 
he drew her down for a kiss, and for a moment she 
forgot the pain in her heart, as she lost herself 
against the tenderness of his kiss. 

He then rose from the bed saying, "You will walk in 
front of me, that I may admire the sway of your hips. 
Proceed!" William did just that, as he surveyed the 
gentle roll of her full hips, and the movement of her 
awesome creamy cheeks.

Half way across the room he tugged on the chain, she 
stopped immediately in her tracks. He turned her, and 
sought her lips with his. She raised her hands holding 
the back of his head, and passionately probed his young 
mouth with her tongue moaning with the pleasure of his 
sweetness.

His fingertips slid smoothly over the satin skin of her 
breasts. They stood in this embrace for some time, 
enjoying the titillating sensation of each other's lips 
and tongues. Both, feeding a rising hunger in their 
respective bodies, as their hands caressed and fondled 
every sensitive area they could reach.

"Proceed," he commanded, somewhat breathless now!

"Yes Master." She looked into his eyes briefly before 
turning, searching hopefully for some sign of 
tenderness, but seeing nothing but lust she moved on. 
She desperately needed him to love her, but could not 
say so. She deliberately sashayed her hips deliciously 
before his eyes, hoping as she did, he enjoyed the 
scene.

"He stopped her again speaking in her ear his body 
pressed against hers, "You have the most wonderful 
swing Julie!" He whispered.

Reaching back she placed her hand behind his head and 
drew his face forward next to hers. Turning her lips 
she kissed his cheek and whispered back, "Thank you 
Bill."

"Get in Julie, I'll bath you first," he said.

The movements of his hands over her body were the 
gentle touch of someone caring, and considerate. His 
touch was a caress of love, by a heart that held deep 
and profound feelings for her, "Was it imagined and 
born out of her own need for approval, or was it in 
fact a true indicator of his feelings for her ... she 
was in agony to know the truth!"

Whatever the case, his hands were soothing and full of 
comfort, with a tenderness she hadn't felt in years. 
But his eyes 'Those damned lying eyes' said otherwise, 
they were cold, lifeless pools of color when he watched 
her, her gift to her son. Once again her heart broke, 
and she felt like crying, and this time she did.

"Woman, what is it?"

"Nothing sir I just, it's nothing at all," her voice 
laced with deep emotion as she spoke.

His finger traced her cheek, turning her face to his, 
their eyes locked, and he saw her pain. He stroked her 
cheek and the side of her neck gently. She cried the 
more as she stretched herself to his lips, finding the 
sweetness of his mouth. And consoled her breaking heart 
in that place. 

Her arms about his neck clinging to him, desiring the 
emotional closeness their bodies now shared. He held 
her that way, like a little girl that had scraped her 
knee, until her pain passed.

He desperately wanted to say the words she longed to 
hear. To tell her he loved her deeply, both as a mother 
and a woman. But knew after tonight he could probably 
never do so again. Not if he intended to save her 
marriage, and his family.

He finished bathing Julie's beautiful body. Then 
holding her hand steadied her as she gracefully 
dismounted from her bath. Taking the large towel and 
kneeling in front of her he began to briskly dry her 
off. The scent of her musk and vanilla soap was heavy 
around him, pleasing his nostrils, seducing his senses.

She looked down and watched the muscles ripple in his 
back as he knelt and vigorously toweled her body. He 
was so considerate of her, so gentle. She wouldn't 
believe he didn't love her, he must; in spite of the 
signs she read in his eyes. And if not, he would again, 
because she would find a way to restore those feelings 
in him.

Kneeling there at eye level with her mons, he couldn't 
resist just one little venture into the recess of her 
vulva to gently bath her clit with his warm tongue. 
Once the taste of her body was on it, he continued, not 
wanting to stop, even plunging it deeply between the 
sweet lips of her warm passage.

Her fingers finding his hair, softly urged him to 
continue his gentle feeding. Her voice whimpering as 
she moved her body softly against his face. She was so 
fucking adorable; he wished he could tell her so. 
Finally, not really wanting to, he relented before he 
lost complete control, as he knew he surely would.

He slipped into the soapy water, letting its heat 
penetrate and soothe his body. Her hands were on him 
instantly, as she began to massage his chest. It didn't 
take Julie long to find her way to his massive 
hardness. He could measure the softness in her eyes, as 
her hands moved lovingly over him. Her touch was like a 
gentle spell, cast lovingly against his skin, the 
softness of her fingers penetrating to the center of 
his soul drawing him steadily to the glowing warmth of 
her heart. 

"Sir, I'm loose, may I speak?"

"Yes, my dear."

"I know you didn't achieve satisfaction with me before. 
I would be happy to accommodate you in any fashion you 
might require, if it pleases you my Lord."

"Right now you please me very much Julie, and yes when 
I'm finished I'll take refreshments in your bedroom, 
and you as well! I won't tether you again tonight 
Julie, I want you free to speak and move."

Joy sprang up in her with such intensity, that she 
feared she might burst. And enthusiastically she kissed 
his mouth again. She rushed to finish his bath so she 
might spend time pleasuring him. When the bath was over 
he stepped from the tub and she rushed to buff him 
down. 

"Master, may I touch it?"

"Of course you may."

She gulped it, or as much of it as she cold handle, her 
small hand softly squeezing his stones. She went at him 
like someone possessed of a dark lecherous spirit. Bill 
knew he had to stop this but pronto, or he would soon 
blow the back of the poor woman's head off. She was 
incredibly intense.

"Julie stop! And go ahead downstairs, get my drink and 
wait on the bed for me." He could see the 
disappointment, in the flash of her eyes as she looked 
up at him.

But she stood, and moved immediately to fulfill his 
wish.

He finished in the bathroom and headed for Julie's 
bedroom. She was already there with his soft drink, 
lying to one side of the bed on her back. He reclined 
on his side looking over at her sensational body, 
reaching out and stroking her proud nipples as he did.

"I want you to straddle my face slave, I want your 
taste on my tongue again! I want your mons shaved clean 
of body hair Julie, you have such a beautiful, high 
prominent mound, it's a shame to cover its glory," 
still teasing her nipples.

"Yes master, will tomorrow be soon enough?" She asked, 
excitement at the prospect of pleasing him in any way, 
evident in her voice. 

"Yes Julie, that will be fine."

He placed his hands behind her ass and his mouth over 
her clit. Then began to softly flick her hard little 
nub. She began to rock gently against his mouth in time 
with the movements of his tongue on her. His finger 
sneaking over, to lightly nail dance over her sensitive 
anal opening, teasing it playfully to make her body 
jerk. He loved the little jerks, and gasps it produced 
in her.

"Oh Master, you're so good for me!" she sighed.

She was heating up under the continuous flirtations of 
his mouth, moving a little more aggressively now, her 
sweet spicy fluids more abundant than they had been. 
Reaching back, her small hand wrapped around his rigid 
mass and began to temptingly squeeze, and stroke, the 
lurching monster she adored so.

"What your hand is doing, feels good Julie!" 

She was shaking almost uncontrollably now. Bill 
quickened his oral movements stabbing at her tiny 
opening urgently, like a small penis on the verge of 
its climax. It drove her to a continuous low wail, 
waiting ... he patiently held back for the right 
moment. When he felt it arrive, he shoved his finger 
deeply into her anal slit, and Julie instantly drove 
forward on his face and cried out.

"I'm coming my Lord, o-oh G-God!" She writhed intensely 
above him, shuddered fiercely, her gasps sporadic, and 
impassioned.

The intensity of her cry made him chuckle with delight. 
And he enjoyed immensely being smothered with her 
charms, as she wiggled and moaned. The little quakes, 
and shakes, and salty whimpers, teased his ego and made 
him rock hard below.

When she regained her wits she looked into his eyes 
searching for some shred of approval. "Do I please you 
master?" She asked, as her delicate hand gently 
squeezed his burning organ.

"Yes Julie, very much."

"Moving to his ear, as if sharing some deep, vital 
secret, she ask, "Do you love me then Master?"

He placed his arms around her, running his hands to the 
cheeks of her bottom, then gently squeezing her there 
said, "You please me Julie!"

"Damn you Sir, damn you, you opened my heart forcefully 
and called up its tenderness, now why won't you love me 
as I love you! You created these feelings in me, now 
you act as if you don't want me to care. Please Bill 
don't be this way!" She was on the verge of tears, her 
heart breaking inside, but at last she quit the fight, 
in the face of her disappointingly futile effort to 
reach him.

Her heart sank within her as she pulled back to look 
into his eyes, her own veiling with the mist of her 
disappointment. And for an instant, as he watched her 
he faltered. The wall of ice that had served him so 
well until now, shielding his feelings from her, melted 
suddenly, leaving him defenseless and vulnerable. And 
he was forced to look away. Before her cunning eyes 
could know the truth, that he was more of a slave to 
her, than she to him.

"Now move closer and kiss me," his voice low and 
unsteady as he spoke, as he tried desperately to hide 
the truth in his heart from her.

"I love you Master," her inflection soft and rent, as 
she voiced her endearment!

Her lips softly touched his and he was instantly 
flushed with her wonderful warmth. Her tongue trailing 
a path of sweet fire in his mouth that fell directly on 
his manhood making him flinch. Her hands roamed to the 
hardness between his legs, its throbbing heat stirring 
her exciting. 

She loved how it twitched as she stroked it. They 
necked that way, exploring one another completely, 
thrilling at the sweetness of the lust they shared, and 
the closeness of the moment.

Reaching between their bodies she aligned his hardness 
for entry to her sex, and then slowly lowered her body 
to meet his, his stiff mass, parting the shapely folds 
of her enraged vaginal lips. It felt as if they were 
sucking at the head of his cock, coaxing him deeper 
into the pit of her fire. He groaned at the sudden 
sensation of her rippling warmth, and the clutching 
tightness of her passage. 

He could clearly see when she rose on the upstroke; his 
shaft was covered with her cream, the sight was 
awesome, the fragrance even better. She rocked and 
wiggled; clutched and rotated, making him delirious 
with the sensation of her moves. 

She was a demon from the dark-side, an automated fuck 
machine from hell, pulling his life force out of his 
body through the thin slit in the head of his own cock, 
and making him love it as she did so.

He began to pound upward against her slight form, 
fucking himself into her like a wild man. Like some 
animal breeding his bitch, nearly tossing his mistress 
from the bed. He understood her smile when she knew he 
was at the edge, he knew she was joyful at what she had 
brought about in his body. 

He knew, that the urgency she had created in him was 
validation of her sexual prowess, a reinforcing 
affirmation of her sexual abilities as a woman. He knew 
the feeling of power it instilled in her, He knew... he 
loved that smile... and everything it stood for!

Then it exploded from his bag, burning its way in sweet 
agony along the underside of his cock, as it traversed 
his length. Like a thunderbolt burned into his brain 
with a blinding flash of light, rushing madly to its 
exit, his fire catapulting itself into the hot 
receptacle wrapped around his pumping hardness. His 
voice booming like thunder, as he filled Julie with his 
hot seed, his body twisting fiercely in the sweet 
painful fire of his release.

He pulled her down and held her next to him, holding 
her there.

"The master slave game is over for today Julie, perhaps 
we'll play again tomorrow."

"Tell me you love me sir, please!" she begged him.

Bill diligently considered the scope and depth of his 
response, but it was the gentle plea in her loving eyes 
that defeated him, his fortifications stormed, and laid 
waste, by the tenderness of woman's heart. 

He did "after all" love her deeply, he only hoped it 
wouldn't turn out to be a mistake! "I'm wild in love 
with you Julie, I never stopped caring about you not 
for a single moment!" he whispered.

Impassioned by his response both hands went to his hair 
where she held him, as she forced her lips to his 
exuberantly, and sealed the commitment of his statement 
with her kiss.

"Sleep with me tonight my Lord... here, please!"

She was soft, warm, and crying again, the woman was 
gone, and the confused little girl had come home once 
more!

"Julie, you couldn't keep me away tonight!"

He turned on his side and drew her into his arms.

Exhausted the two lovers took refuge in the silence of 
sleep, she, as close as possible to him, sheltering 
herself in the security of his arms.

THE END                      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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