Betrayed and Sold as a Slave by Blood
Copyright© 2026 by DevilGranted
Chapter 2
Since that day, I have many trains of thoughts in my mind. A part of me was scared and another part of me somehow wants to relive that day. It’s been 3 days and the pain in my butt has been reduced. However still I get erections just by thinking of that day. To be honest, I have always been attracted to strong woman and femdom is one of my fantasies, but I never imagined it with my mother. Right now, its 2 am at night and my sleep got disrupted with a boner. So, I though since my mum is asleep, this is a golden opportunity to masturbate. So, I got naked, applied lotion around my dick and closed my eyes and continued to jerk off. However, as bad luck as I can have, the moment I was about to cum, the room light turned on suddenly. I opened my eyes and saw my mother staring at me and I still let my cum flow, a result of ruined orgasm. I tried to hide it with a cover but it was too late.
“First you try to see me naked and now you masturbate? It appears I have failed to teach to manners. What a shame, but better late than never. This whole year, I will train you to become a gentleman. Until then I will treat you like a slave. Call me as your Mistress only.”, she said with a sigh. I horrifyingly said, “I am sorry mum I know I was wrong but-” and a slap. “I am now your mistress only”. She grabbed my left ear firmly. “Unless you want to get disinherited, you will obey me. I don’t want a filthy son.”
Slap, “do not look up anymore, always look at ground” slap. “Call me anything but mistress and you will be punished.” Slap, “fail to obey my orders, and your punishment will be unforgettable.” Followed by another slap and another order, “now then, sleep tight tonight, and from tomorrow, your training will begin.”
With tons of anxiety in my head, I fell asleep and woke up in the morning at 6 from an alarm clock. I was wondering where the alarm clock came from but when I got up to close the sound, I realized I was completely naked. With anxious mind I went to alarm clock and saw a note beneath it- “get ready within 30 min and come to my room.”
Even though I entered this room many times, somehow today it feels different. Mum sat down, legs crossed, one boot resting against the arm of her chair.
“You will learn your place today,” she said.
I simply nodded.
“You’ll spend this year in discipline. No release. No begging. If I ever catch you touching yourself, I will castrate you. You are not a man anyway- just an unruly trash.
She made me kneel and bound my wrists with cold metal cuffs behind my back. Then came the blindfold, and the collar. I had no idea where these came from and that too overnight. A question, was she a femdom mistress before, was knocking on my mind.
Mum’s voice grew low, nearly intimate.
“I’ll remind you who you serve. And by the end of tonight, you’ll thank me for catching you.” Followed by a strong slap in my face and a scolding “speak up, say yes mistress”
“Yes mistress”, it felt weird but also relief after hearing “good boy”.
I stood in suspension with my arms stretched above. My wrists were locked to a chain that hung from the ceiling, forcing my shoulders to ache and my spine to bow in quiet suffering. I was ordered to spread apart with a sharp hit with a cane and then my legs got locked as well. The blindfold remained—a dark veil that sharpened every other sense. I could smell her perfume. I could hear the slow, deliberate click of her heels as she circled him like judgment made flesh.
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