Beautiful Mother's Humiliation Hypnosis Plan
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 18
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 18 - "Now, your mind has entered a deep hypnotic state, and you will only hear my voice." "1. You like being tied up very much. If it's just you and your son at home, you will want to be tied up all the time. You will feel very comfortable being tied up and don't want to be untied." "2. You like your son's penis to be inserted into your vagina very much. You will think it is a massage and a very comfortable massage. You like your son to give you this kind of massage very much."
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son Father
The next day was Saturday. I usually like to sleep in. But not today. I got up at 8 o’clock in the morning. Getting up at 8 o’clock on weekends is considered early for me. I quickly washed up. I came to Mom’s room. Mom hadn’t woken up yet. Probably because she was too tired yesterday.
Mom was still wearing the one-piece stockings she wore yesterday. But I took off the restraints, leather collar and oral electric toys.
I took out the hypnosis tools, mirror and incense. I sat down next to Mom’s bed. To be honest, Mom now exudes a mixture of a woman’s smelt and saliva. It smells pretty bad.
I plan to hypnotize Mom again and input some new instructions to her.
“Mom, Mom...” I gently patted Mom’s cheek to wake her up. There were still saliva marks left on my mother’s face from yesterday.
“Hmm...” Mom slowly opened her eyes. She got up and stretched. She held her head and asked, “What time is it now?”
“Mom, it’s 8:30 on Saturday morning. You promised to continue to accompany me to rehearse the program.”
“Hmm? ... Oh ... yesterday’s...” Mom seemed to remember what happened last night. Her face inexplicably turned red.
Mom thought to herself, “Strange? What’s wrong with me? Why does my heart beat so fast and my body get so hot when I think of helping my son rehearse the program yesterday. It was just an ordinary rehearsal of the lines. Hmm ... That’s right! It was my son’s massage. My son’s massage was so comfortable. My body started to get hot when I thought about it. Ah ... What should I do? I want to be massaged by my son again. It seems like my body is addicted.”
Mom thought about this in her heart, and her beautiful eyes kept wandering over me. “Son, I worked so hard to help you yesterday. I’m exhausted. Why don’t you help me with that massage again? Okay?”