Chapter 1

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including NonConsensual, Mind Control, Incest, Mother, MaleDom, Anal Sex, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A weird Indian artifact gives this guy total control over his prude mother, and ultimately his entire family.

My name is Tom. I'm 17 years old, and until recently my life really sucked. I come from a large family, and I'm the middle child. For those who don't know what that means, it means you always get screwed. My parents are always getting pissed off if I do anything to my younger brother and sisters. But if I complain about anything my older brother and sisters do to me, they tell me to "Grow up", and "Stop whining". I have two brothers, (one older, and one younger) and six sisters (three older, and three younger). Having twice as many sister used to suck too. When I was growing up it was always "Majority rules" whenever we didn't agree on something. If us guys wanted to watch an action movie, my sisters always wanted to watch some crappy love story. My parents were never any help either. My father was usually at work, and when he wasn't, he was on my back about some bullshit or other. My mother wasn't much better. At the time all my older siblings were away at college, which meant I had to watch out for the younger kids. If they did anything wrong, I always seemed to get punished for it.

As I mentioned, that all changed recently. It started when I bought a strange "paperweight" at a garage sale. It was shaped like a closed fist and was carved out of some weird crystal. The guy who sold it to me said it was Aztec, or Incan or something like that. He said the Indian shamans would use it on slaves. To make them submit to all sorts of horrible tortures before killing them. I didn't care about any of that bullshit. I didn't believe a word of it. I just thought it would look cool in my room. I paid him ten bucks and got out of there. I was running late as it was.

As I got home, I stuffed the "Hand" down into my jacket pocket. My parents were always on me to save my money for college, and never liked me to spend anything on myself. My mother was in the kitchen, as I came in, and yelled at me when I walked in the door. "Where have you been? You were supposed to be home a half hour ago. Your father and I are going out later, and you're going to have to make dinner for the kids". I was pissed. "Mom, come on." I said " I was gonna go out tonight". "Well you can't," she answered. "You're babysitting your brother and sisters tonight, and that's final". "Now go get washed up and then come back down so I can show you what to do for dinner"

I went upstairs to my room. This was just my luck. I never got to do what I wanted to do. I took off my jacket and pulled the "Hand" out of my pocket. I looked at the way the light refracted in the facets of the crystal. It was a weird golden light, and I couldn't help looking at it. I thought it was only a minute or so, but must have been longer, because the next thing I heard was the creak of my door opening, and my mother's voice. "What's taking you so long?" As she came in she saw the "Hand". "What's that you have there?" she demanded to know, "Where did you get it?" I told her "I bought it". That got her mad. "You wasted perfectly good money on that?" "What about college? Who do you think is going to pay for that?" "Let me see that thing," she demanded. I gave it to her reluctantly. "It's a piece of junk," she said after a moment, and tossed it away.

The "Hand" hit the wall and landed on my bed. I grabbed for it but the damage was done. I saw immediately it was cracked. As I grabbed it a sharp sliver penetrated the palm of my hand. I barely felt it. I couldn't believe what my mother had done. As I held the crystal in my hand I noticed something unusual. It's color appeared to disappear, leaving it a translucent cloudy gray. I felt something wet in my hand, and looked down. A golden colored liquid covered my palm. As I watched it seemed to be absorbed into the cut caused by the splinter. I thought I was seeing things. My mother wasn't finished. "Throw that garbage away, and get downstairs" she ordered. I answered without thinking "Go Fuck Yourself!"

As soon as I said it I regretted it. I knew I was in for trouble. My parents didn't use profanity, and didn't let us kids use it either. I looked down and waited for the sky to fall on me. But something weird happened. My mother didn't say a word. I slowly looked over to where she was standing, and couldn't believe my eyes. There was my mother standing in the middle of my room, but her right hand was shoved down the front of her pants. As I watched, she was pumping her arm up and down, and I could tell that she was ramming her fingers in and out of her pussy. I thought I was going crazy. "Mom," I asked, "What's going on?" She answered in a breathless voice "I... I... I... dddon't... know". "What are you doing?" I asked. She answered, "I'm Fucking Myself". The shock of hearing my mother use that type of language seemed to jolt through me, and in that instant I realized, that was exactly what I had told her to do. Even as I thought of it, I felt a tingling in my right hand. The same hand that had been touched with the golden liquid. It was incredible, but I knew it was true. That crazy old man hadn't been so crazy after all. I had the power of those Indian shamans.

I had to see if I was right. I looked at my mother, who was still jerking herself off. She didn't even seem to notice me watching her. "Mom," I said "Stop that for now". Instantly my mother stopped. She immediately pulled her hand out of her pants. I could see her fingers were dripping wet. My mother looked at me and immediately turned a bright red. "Tom," she said, "I don't know what just happened. I must be sick." "Please forgive me. That was sinful, and you're too young to understand". I couldn't help laughing. "I think I understand more then you think," I told her, "I don't want your apology. I want to see more". "No," she gasped, "You can't ask that. I'm your mother, and you can't say things like that to me". She started to say something else, but I interrupted her. "Mom, shut up" I ordered. Instantly she stopped talking. I was sure now. My Mother Was Under My Control.

This was a dream come true. I should tell you something about my mother. Her name is Margaret. She's in her early forties but looks ten years younger. I've seen pictures from her wedding and she hasn't changed much, except her tits look bigger now. She's about a 36-D. I guess from having so many babies. Her tits were full and firm, not drooping like some woman her age. She had long light brown hair, which she usually wore up, but which I always thought looked better hanging down. All in all she was a great looking woman. Although I have already had sex with two girls my own age, and even got a blowjob once, from a girl a few years older then me, I have often jerked off fantasizing about my mother. This was too good an opportunity to waste. "Mom," I commanded, "get your clothes off".

She immediately began to strip off her clothes. The shirt went first, followed by her bra. As she released it, her huge tits seemed to explode outward. They looked better then I had ever imagined them. The areolas were large and pink, and the nipples were long and stiff. I realized that the finger fucking she had given herself had turned her on, despite what she had said. Next she slid down her jeans, and I saw the dark outline of her pussy bush through her white panties. A large wet spot covered the front of them. She saw where I was looking and again turned red. Despite her embarrassment she couldn't stop. She stepped out of her jeans and immediately pulled down her panties. A moment later my mother stood before me naked as a babe. In my pants, I could feel my cock swelling to its full 8 inches.

"Okay Mom," I said, "It's party time". I walked up to her and she turned away from me, and covered up her tits and pussy with her hands. As she started to move away I told her "Don't move!" She froze. "Turn around," I ordered, and she obeyed. I reached out to her, and put my hand down between her legs. She shivered with fear. Her bush was wet, and I pushed 2 fingers up inside her cunt. A shudder went through her body, and again when I pulled them out. Her juices glistened on my fingers. I held my fingers to my nose and smelt her musky odor. It was intoxicating. I moved my hand up to her face. "You said playing with yourself was wrong, but your wet cunt tells me you liked it".

"Why don't you lick my fingers clean?" I asked. She clamped her mouth closed and shook her head from side-to-side. For a moment I didn't understand until I realized it hadn't actually been an order. I would have to be more precise if I wanted to enjoy my new slave. "Suck your cunt juices off my fingers slave," I ordered, "and no biting". My mom opened her mouth and took my fingers into her mouth. She began to suck on them with a wet slurping sound. This was turning me on. Now for something else.

"Okay, you can stop that now. I want you to get down on the bed". Mom got down onto my bed and laid down on her back in the missionary position.


"No," I told her, "Haven't you ever done it doggie style?" Mom shook her head 'No'. I realized she hadn't said a word since I'd told her to "shut up". "Okay mom, you can talk now," I said. Immediately mom began to yell, "Stop this now, Tom. I'm your mother you can't do this. It's evil" "Don't yell," I told her. She immediately lowered her voice, but continued to beg, "Please Tom, I'm your mother don't do this please". Hearing my mother beg was getting me really hot. "Get on your hands and knees, Bitch" I commanded. Mom turned over onto all fours, giving me my first look at her up-thrust, naked ass. It was perfectly round and firm like the rest of her body. I always knew my mom liked to work out, and now I had to admit that I liked the result.

She continued to beg me to stop. "Please Tom, I'm your mother you can't. Don't do this. Don't you love me?" I laughed. "Mom I'm loving you more and more each second. But please, don't stop now. I love hearing you beg like a dog. It turns me on. Just don't expect me to listen". My cock was getting rock hard looking at her gorgeous ass. "You never listened when I asked for shit" I said, "but Goddamn, you're sure listening now". My mom didn't respond. I think knowing, what affect her begging was having on me, surprised her into silence. Finally she turned her head to look back at me. "Tom, I don't know how you're doing this, but you can't get away with it. When I tell your father what's happened, I don't know what he'll do. He might call the police, or he might go after you himself. He'll kill you for this."

I realized she was right. Dad would kill me for this, but only if he found out. "Mom," I said "You will not tell Dad anything about this, or do anything that would let him figure it out. Do you understand me?" "Yes," she answered. "Good," I told her. I didn't know if my new found power would even work on anyone besides my mother. I realized I'd find out one way or the other before too long. There was no reason to worry about that until it came up.

I checked my watch. It was 3:30. My younger brother and two of my sisters were in elementary school, and would be home soon. I figured I had 45 minutes before the school bus dropped them off. My sister Sue, a year younger then me, was in the same high school as me, but she had cheerleading practice after school, and wouldn't be home until almost 5:00. My dad wouldn't be home until after 6:00. Alright then, I knew what my time table looked like. I realized it was time to get down to business. But first I wanted to see just how much control my power gave me.

"Mom", I said, "I want you to close your eyes." She did as I said. "Mom, you will relax. I am going to ask you some questions and you will answer them all truthfully". "You will not speak except to answer my questions. Do you understand?" I asked. She nodded her head 'yes'. "Mom, do you like sex?" I asked. My mother slowly shook her head from side to side. "No," she said, "sex is sinful". I was amazed. This was a woman who had had eight kids. I had always assumed she loved getting fucked. "Mom," I asked, "How could you have had so many kids, if you don't like sex?" "A woman must have sex with her husband," she answered, "It's her duty, to have his children". This caught me off guard. My mother had always acted like a prude, around us kids, but I had always thought she was being a hypocrite. I guess it was nice to know she wasn't one. "Do you still have sex with dad?" I asked. "Sometimes," she answered, "but I can't have babies anymore." She explained, "After eight children the doctors told me to have my tubes tied. So I don't really want to do it anymore. Your father is a good man and he understands, but I think he would like to do it more often". "Have you ever sucked a guy's cock?" I asked. "Oh, No," she answered, "That's a perversion, I would never do anything like that, and your father would never ask me to do that". I wondered about that, but now wasn't the time. "Haven't you ever enjoyed sex?" I asked. "Didn't you ever have an orgasm?" "No," she said, I've heard of them, but I don't think I've ever had one." "If you don't think you've ever had one, then it probably means you haven't," I said. I decided to do something about that.

"Okay mom," I said, "I want you to listen to me." "I don't care how you feel about sex," I told her. "You can hate it all you want. I don't care". "But," I commanded "from now on, your body will love it." I wasn't sure if this would work, but I wanted to test the limits of my power. "Mom, when you have sex, it will feel wonderful," I told her. "We're going to be doing a lot of things you think are sinful, disgusting, and perverted" I said. "When we do, you will get turned on. You will not be able to control yourself. The more perverted, the better it will feel," I ordered. "Oh, and from now on, when you feel someone coming inside you, it will trigger an overwhelming orgasm". "Once last thing," I instructed, "In a moment I will tell you to open your eyes. When I do, you will return to normal. You will forget everything I said, since I told you to close your eyes. But, even though you don't remember my orders, your body will remember, and obey them". "If you understand me nod your head," I instructed. Again my mother nodded. "Okay, I want you to open your eyes," I said. My mom opened her eyes. For a few seconds she seemed to be confused. But then she remembered where she was. As she watched me I opened my jeans and let them drop around my ankles.

"What are you doing?" she asked me. I didn't answer; instead I stepped out of my pants and moved up to where her head was. "Mom," I said, while I dropped my underwear, "I've been staring at your cute ass for a while now and I think it's time for you to do something about this hard-on you've given me." I held my stiff cock in front of her face. "I think you should give me a blow job". Mom started to protest but I didn't give her a chance. "Open your mouth, slut," I commanded. Mom's mouth dropped open, which shut off any more complaints. "Mom I want you to take my cock into your mouth". My mother's lips slid down over my prick. I felt a shudder run through me. I couldn't believe my cock was in my mother's mouth. "Now," I instructed, "wrap your hand around my dick, and suck on it" "Good," I told her, when she complied. "Now, use your hand and start pumping my cock in and out of your mouth, and use your tongue to lick my cock, as it slides in and out". She did what I ordered. "That's nice mom," I told her. "You're gonna be a great cocksucker someday".

Mom started to complain but it came out something like "Mmmphh muummm muff". She continued to work her mouth up and down my cock. I watched as my saliva slick cock slid in and out of her mouth. "Suck, my cock, Mommy," I commanded. My mother had no choice but to obey me. I let my eyes slide down her shapely body, and I noticed something. Her ass was starting to wiggle from side to side. My secret commands were working. My mother was getting turned on by sucking my cock. That turned me on even more, and I grabbed her head in my hands, and really began to fuck her mouth. In just a few minutes I felt myself starting to come. I started to shove my cock deeper into her mouth. I think she was almost gagging on it, but I didn't care. I wanted to blow my load down my mother's throat. As I rammed my cock into her mouth, I could feel the pleasure rising in me. I thrust deeply into her mouth, one last time, and kept it in. I think she was choking on my cock but I wouldn't let her pull away. "Take my come, slut," I ordered, as my cock exploded into her mouth. My come filled her mouth, and some even leaked out the corners and down her face. "Swallow it all," I commanded, I let my cock slide out of her mouth. My mother did as I ordered. As she did her body began to quiver, and she began moaning. She arched her back, and as I watched she began to shudder up and down, and from side to side. My mother was having her first orgasm. It continued to wrack her body for several minutes, but eventually she started to relax.

After a few moments Mom looked up at me with tears in her eyes. "I can't believe you made me do that," she said. "You are disgusting". I looked right back at her. "Oh really," I said, "Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think I'm the only one who just got his rocks off". Mom's face turned red, and she didn't answer me. She knew I was right. She still thought oral sex was disgusting, and the idea of sucking her own son's cock, had to be a nightmare for her, but for reasons she didn't understand, her body had reacted like it never had before. I knew what was going through her mind. She was disgusted, not just with me but with herself. It was exactly what I intended when I had "programmed" her with my hypnotic suggestion.

I stepped closer to her and slapped my hand down on her ass. She jumped a little, but couldn't move, as I hadn't given her permission to do so. I slid my hand around the globes of her ass. I let my fingers linger along the crack of her ass. As I did, I slid my index finger up into the tight pucker of her asshole. When I felt that initial resistance, I rammed my finger forward shoving it up her ass, all the way to the last knuckle. I could feel the heat of her virgin ass. "Ooooowww," she cried, "take that out, it hurts". I wiggled my finger inside her, which caused another cry of pain. At the same time, mom started to wiggle again. She was getting turned on again.

Mom must have realized it too, and she certainly didn't want me to see her getting worked up by a finger in her ass, because she started to beg me to stop. "Oh please, Tom," she moaned, "please take that out of my backside," she said. I corrected her, "The word you're looking for is ass, or shithole, or even butt. "Whichever you prefer, but backside is unacceptable. Now if you really want me to stop finger fucking your ass, then that's how you have to ask me. You are my slut now, and I want to hear you begging like one". "It's your choice," I told her, "You can ask me to stop, and I will, but only if you use the right words, or I can keep my finger up your ass, and maybe you'll even start to like it". My mother hung her head in shame. She didn't understand why her body continued to respond to my manipulation, but her response was undeniable. As much as she hated it, she was getting hot. She didn't realize I knew what was happening. "Please Tom," she whimpered, "please stop fucking my ass with your finger." I gave my finger one last little twist, and yanked it out of her ass. "Uggh," she groaned. "Thank you," she said. "No problem mom," I told her, "I was getting tired of finger fucking you anyway." "After all," I continued with a laugh, "Just looking at you squirm around has gotten my cock hard again."

I wasn't lying either. Even though it had only been a few minutes, my cock was already stiff. "NO!" my mom cried, "You can't. I'm your mother". I didn't bother answering her. By now she should have realized that I could, and I would. I got up on the bed, and positioned myself behind her. From there I had a perfect view of the wrinkled pucker of her ass and below that the soft hair of her bush and her cunt lips. I could see they were wet and swollen. She was as ready as I was.

"Okay, Mom," I said, "I'm gonna rape you now". Mom started sobbing again. "Don't bother crying," I said, "You know it's gonna happen. You can't stop me, but the thing is, I can't decide whether to fuck your cunt or your ass. I think I prefer your ass, it felt nice and tight around my finger. I know you've had 8 kids, so your cunt is probably nowhere near as tight, but I'll let you decide". "The thing is, I liked hearing you beg, and now I think I want to hear you begging for my cock. So here's the deal. You either beg me to fuck your cunt, or I'm gonna fuck your ass. Which will it be?" I asked.

I think my mother must have finally realized she couldn't fight me anymore. She knew I was going to do whatever I wanted, and although she might hate what I was doing to her, for reasons she didn't understand her body was responding in ways she had never imagined. She decided on what she saw as the lesser of two evils. She looked back over her shoulder and said, "Please fuck my cunt, Tom. I want your cock in my cunt. Please, in my cunt, not my ass. Please". She didn't need to beg me twice. With one thrust I buried my cock up her cunt. Despite what I'd said to her, her cunt wasn't really all that loose. I guess because she really didn't get fucked much. Mom didn't protest anymore. She had surrendered her body to me. I pounded my cock in and out of her pussy with deep hard strokes. She let out a little moan and began to respond to my cock. As I thrust into her she started to shove her ass back to meet me. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear "I know you love my cock, Bitch". She bucked back even harder taking me deep inside. I grabbed her by the hips, and continued ramming my dick into her. Her tits were jiggling up and down in time with my strokes. The stimulation was starting to get the better of her. "Oh god yes," She moaned, "Fuck me baby. Shove that huge cock up my cunt". "Fuck your mommy's cunt. Please, ram your dick in me. I need your cock. Please, come in me" she begged. Hearing her like that almost caused me to blow right then and there, but I wasn't ready for that yet. I pulled my cock out of her pussy.

"No, please," she begged me, "I need more, please. Fuck me more". "Don't worry," I said, "I want to try something else. I want you to spread your ass cheeks". Mom looked back with something like fear on her face. "But you can't," she said, "You promised you wouldn't". "I lied," I said. "Now do it," I ordered. Mom reached back and spread the twin globes of her ass. I shoved her forward, pushing her face down into the mattress. "Don't worry Mom," I said, "Something tells me you're going to enjoy this". Without another word I rammed my cock up my mother's ass. Mom let out a yelp, but I didn't even slow down. My cock was lubricated with her cunt juices and I buried it up her butt. As soon as I hit bottom, I pulled back, pulling my cock almost all the way out, leaving only the head inside her. Without a pause I switched directions again and shoved it back up her ass. Mom began to groan from the pain of having her ass split wide open. After a few more thrusts her ass began to open up and my cock was sliding in and out of her more easily. I continued to fuck her ass and after about five minutes or so mom's groans of pain turned to moans of pleasure as she started to enjoy having her ass raped. I reached around to her tits and began squeezing and twisting her nipples. I knew it had to hurt, but I didn't give a shit. She cried from the pain but she was obviously starting to enjoy this too. "Play with yourself," I commanded. Mom let go of her ass and began to vigorously rub her clit. In no time at all, I could tell she was ready to come. At the same time I realized I wasn't going to be able to hold it any longer either and almost without warning I shot a load of hot sperm up my mother's ass, at the same time she began to climax.

It took a lot out of me and I collapsed onto my mother's back. I could feel her body spasming under me, as my come triggered her second orgasm ever. It took a while before she stopped spasming on the bed. When she stopped bucking up and down my cock slipped out of her ass. I looked down and saw that it was smeared with her shit and even some blood.

"Well Mom," I said, as I got off the bed, "I guess you enjoyed getting butt fucked after all. I think you should thank me". I guess the stimulation was starting to wear off because mom turned to me and blurted out' "Thank you? You raped me, you goddamn bastard. I wish I had never given birth to you". "Mom, mom," I warned her, "You shouldn't talk that way. It's sinful," I laughed. "Now I have to punish you". I saw mom cringe at the word 'punish'. "I know," I said, "when I was little and used bad language you used to wash my mouth out with soap. I have something even better. I'll wash your mouth out with shit. Your shit". My mom looked at me in horror. "NOOO!!!!!" she pleaded. I wasn't listening. "Take my shitty cock in your mouth, whore," I ordered her. My mother immediately rolled off the bed and dropped to her knees in front of me. She lowered her mouth down to my cock. "Clean it," I ordered. Without hesitation she began to lick it clean. In no time at all she had cleaned off every bit of the shit which had coated my cock.

As my mom was finishing up I felt a familiar feeling coming over me. I was about to tell her to stop, when I decided 'What the hell'. "Mom," I said, "Here's something to wash down your shit". With that I began pissing in my mother's mouth. She started to spit my cock out of her mouth, but I ordered her to drink it. Even still, a lot of it spilled down the front of her body, splashing on her tits, stomach and pussy. I stood in front of her and continued to shower her with piss as she swallowed as much as she was able. And then something unusual happened. While my mother knelt there in front of me, covered in my piss, she began to come again. I don't know what happened. I hadn't given her any orders or anything, but she just started rocking from side to side and her eyes rolled up. My cock fell out of her mouth, and my piss continued to spray her body for a few more moments, but she didn't seem to care. She just knelt there while her body seemed to vibrate and shiver.

When she returned to herself, she looked up to me with shame in her eyes. I don't know what she expected, but I was pretty well spent. I looked down at her with a smile on face. "Mom," I said, "look at what a mess you've made". She looked down, and for the first time realized she was kneeling in a puddle of urine. She started to jump up, but I stopped her. "Where do you think you're going?" I asked. "I have to take a shower," she said. "Well," I said, "You should take a shower, but not until after you clean up the floor". I used my foot to kick her clothes over to her. "Use these," I said. You really shouldn't make such a mess the next time you drink my piss," I said. Mom turned red again, but she didn't protest. She knew it wouldn't do any good. "Yes Tom'" she said. I realized she had accepted her fate. My mother was my sex slave.

As I started to put my clothes on, I turned back to her as she began to wipe up the puddle. "Make it quick, slave," I said. "The other kids will be getting home soon, and I think I'm going to need my bedroom" I said with a laugh as I walked out. The look on her face was priceless, but that's another story.

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