Chapter 17

After Jason had spent a pleasant afternoon fucking Sarah, it was time to sort out what he had planned for the rest of the evening. It was still early and there were hours until his mother would arrive home - more than enough time to arrange matters. He had been mulling over the possibilities ever since he had seen his mother and aunt interacting together. Sarah’s hesitant and almost cringing reaction to everything was something that he really wanted to explore further.

So, in the midst of fucking her, he had given her a shopping list.

He knew he was on the right track when she flinched at every item he said. He wanted to torment her and - after seeing her react to the threat of unprotected sex - he had come to the realisation that he didn’t have to be physically threatening to do it.

Jason had barely given her time to clean up before he shoved her out the door. He wanted her to face the fear of the unknown, so he had told her to head down to the nearest sex shop and to purchase a blindfold, ear-plugs, handcuffs, a gag, and - remembering the thrill of the time he had spanked her - a switch. In addition, he had also told her to have a look around and to buy something that she’d be too scared to try. He was interested to see what that little addition would bring.

Home alone and relaxed after sex, Jason took a shower and then got some study out of the way while he waited. He was looking forward to seeing how his two lovely women would interact together tonight and how they would handle what he had planned.

When his aunt got back, she had been successful in purchasing all of the items he wanted. She stood before him, shrinking away from his presence, as she handed him a black nondescript bag. Jason pulled out everything curiously - he hid his smile at seeing a small shiver run through Sarah as he held up and examined every item. The blindfold, ear-plugs, and handcuffs weren’t anything special, but he was interested to see that his aunt had purchased a ball-gag. The switch was actually a riding crop with a small tassel at the end. When he voiced his approval of her choice, Sarah flushed a bright red.

When Jason pulled out the final item, he gave a low whistle of surprise. His aunt had chosen a rather intimidating anal toy. It was like a single piece dildo, but instead of a smooth shaft it had a series of round balls moulded onto it. On the box it said ‘motorised anal beads’. He would never have thought to use something like that on his own. And she had even bought a bottle of lube to go with it.

“Interesting choice.” He said to his aunt, keeping his voice even.

She gave him a noncommittal shrug in reply, still blushing.

“I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing.” Jason said, smirking at his aunt’s discomfit. “Do you want me to use that on you?”

“No!” Sarah blurted out, looking mortified.

“But you bought it.”

“You told me to-” His aunt began, her tone despairing.

“Technically I didn’t tell you to buy this. You could have bought anything,” Jason said. “But you came back with this little toy. And you got some lube as well! So you must want me to use this on you.”

“No. I don’t - I mean, in case you do I didn’t want to not have -” Sarah said, in a very small voice. She looked up at him beseechingly. “Please don’t.”

“Okay.” Jason said, smiling reassuringly at his aunt. “I promise I won’t use this on you.”

Sarah relaxed a little at this, but as she looked at the collection of other items her face remained tense and worried.

When his mother arrived home that evening, Jason greeted her at the door. He pulled her soft body into his and kissed her deeply. He could feel her mouth try to curl up in a smile as they made out.

“That’s a nice way to say hello.” Helen said, pulling her head back from her son and placing a hand lingeringly on his chest.

“How could I resist when you look so lovely?” Jason said, running his hands down her sides until resting them on her hips. “I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve arranged for a little fun tonight.”

“Is that right?” His mother said, smiling gently at him. “What exactly do you have in mind?”

“That would be telling.” Jason grinned. “Just follow my lead, okay?”

“Of course, sweetie.” Helen said easily.

“Great! I’ve almost got dinner ready if you want to get changed first.”

“If you say so, Jason.” His mother said. She hesitated for an instant. “Is Sarah joining us?”

“For dinner or for after dinner?” Jason teased.

“Well, both I suppose.” Helen said.

She had a strange look on her face that passed so quickly that Jason couldn’t decipher all of it. There had been excitement, a little discomfit, and a touch of embarrassment.

“Both it is.” He said to her evenly without giving anything away. “It’s going to be like last night.”

Helen blushed at his words and Jason watched with interest as she unconsciously licked her lips - the same as she had done the last time.

“Okay, well I better go get ready for dinner then.” She said unsteadily, and she turned to go upstairs to her room.

As she reached the stairs, Jason called out to her.

“It’s not formal wear tonight, mom. Just underwear will be fine.”

Helen turned to look back at her son and nodded - and he could see the stirrings of arousal on her face.

While his mother was getting ready, Jason went into the kitchen to see how dinner was coming along. He paused at the entryway and nodded to himself in admiration. Sarah was standing at the stove finishing up with the cooking, and she was completely nude except for an apron. The black bag full of toys was sitting on the floor of the kitchen - and his aunt kept glancing over at it and shivering. Jason traced the curves of her body with his eyes appreciatively - she really was a gorgeous woman.

Jason walked up behind his aunt and casually slapped a hand on her bare ass, gripping the flesh of her buttocks possessively. She yelped lightly in surprise, and turned her head around to look at her nephew with wide eyes.

“Almost done?” Jason asked her, digging his fingers hard into her ass-cheek.

“Y-yes.” Sarah stuttered. She gave a low moan in response to him being so rough with her. “I was just about to plate up if my sister is ready.”

“She’ll be down in a few minutes so get everything ready.” Jason said. He looked back over at the table and saw that she had set out three places. “You’ve made a mistake though - there’s only two places at the table tonight.”

“Two?” Sarah said, her voice filled with uncertainty. “Do you want me to leave you alone tonight?”

“No, you’re staying. You’re just not eating at the table with us.”

“What do you want me to do?” She said, turning to face him. She scrunched her hands into balls in front of her.

“What I tell you to.” Jason said firmly. He reached out and slipped his hand through the side of her apron. He cupped a breast before gripping her nipple between his thumb and finger - pinching it hard. Sarah gasped and her knees buckled. “Understand?”

Sarah jerkily nodded her head at him, unable to speak for the moment.

“First thing first - dish out the food for the two plates.”

Jason watched as his aunt did as she was told before coming back to stand before him - her body language showing just how off-balance she was. He didn’t bother saying anything further to her just yet - instead he reached behind her neck and undid the string holding the apron up. It fell down; and as her chest was exposed to her nephew’s hungry gaze, Sarah’s breathing sped up. He gripped her shoulders and then spun her around bodily until she was facing away from him.

“It’s about time to get you all ready for tonight.” He said quietly, slowly undoing the remaining apron string around her waist. The apron slid to the floor of the kitchen and then his aunt was standing naked and vulnerable in front of him. Her arms were held stiffly by her side, and her shoulders were tight with tension. “Go and get the bag for me.”

Sarah took a deep breath and then walked stiff-legged over and picked up the bag. She carried it though it was dangerous; holding it gingerly out away from her as she brought it back to him. As Jason took it out of her hands, his aunt took a small step backwards as if trying to get away from it. She looked apprehensive and fearful about what was going to happen to her, but there was also the beginning stir of arousal to her face. Her eyes flicked from Jason down to the bag in his hands rapidly.

“In case you haven’t put it together yet,” Jason said, reaching in and pulling out the blindfold. “The point of all this is to make sure you won’t see what’s coming. You’re going to have to take your every cue for what to do completely blind.”

Jason placed the blindfold gently over his aunt’s eyes and was rewarded by a soft gasp and moan as he took away her sight. He reached behind her head and tied it on tightly - then waved his hand in front of her face to make sure she couldn’t see anything. He then leant forward and kissed his aunt without any warning; Sarah initially recoiling as she was caught off-guard, but then she surprised Jason by just how passionately she kissed him back.

Jason broke the kiss and then got the handcuffs out of the bag. At the clink of the metal cuffs Sarah flinched and moved her head around wildly; trying in vain to see. He took hold of his aunt and turned her around bodily once more until she was facing away from him. He reached out to her sides and took hold of her arms - her wrists small and delicate in his grip. With insistent pressure he pulled her arms up and behind her back before fastening the cuffs on her - holding her arms immobile and stationary, her wrists crossed at the small of her back.

“This one is to drive home how helpless you are.” Jason said softly, speaking right by her ear. “You can’t get away and have to do anything I want you to do.”

Sarah’s breath was coming out in rapid little puffs now - she seemed to almost be on the verge of hyperventilating. She pulled her arms apart - testing the give of the handcuffs; squirming and shifting around on the spot. Jason put his arms around his aunt and cupped her breasts in his hands - hefting and kneading her heavy orbs and lightly pinching her very erect nipples. Sarah pushed her rear backwards into her nephew, moaning when she felt the hard bulge of his cock through his pants.

Reluctantly, Jason let go of her luscious breasts to retrieve the earplugs and the riding crop. He held the crop in his hand and swished it through the air a few times to get the feel for it. Sarah visibly shivered at the sound it made as he swung it. Very lightly, he swatted his aunt on her rounded ass - surprised at the loud snap it made as it impacted her buttocks. Sarah gave a strangled little cry and arched her back while standing up on her toes - trying to get away but not daring to move from her place while she was blindfolded.

“That was a little taste.” Jason said, trying to sound sure of himself. He moved back close behind her, grinding his crotch into her ass. “I’m not going to gag you - but whether you remain that way is up to you.”

“What do you mean?” Sarah gasped, her voice low and husky.

“From this point on if you say anything without being asked a direct question - I’m gagging you.” Jason whispered into her ear. “Understand?”

“Yesss...” She hissed through her teeth before closing her mouth tightly shut.

“And for the last thing...” Jason said as he carefully placed an earplug into the her left ear. “This is to really make sure you have no idea what’s about to happen to you.”

Sarah whimpered, fear beginning to really take hold of her as half of her hearing was cut off.

“This is the last thing you’re going to hear for a while.” Jason said quietly as he placed the second earplug by her right ear. “I want you to know that I’m going to enjoy tonight.”

At that enigmatic statement, Jason carefully placed the second earplug in and then took a step back to admire what he had done.

Sarah was standing in place with her legs partly crouched as if she was trying to anticipate what was going to happen next. She was trembling all over and she was swinging her head blindly from side to side. Her hands cuffed behind her back were balled so tightly into fists that her knuckles were white. He reached out and snapped his fingers on one side of her head and then the other, but it didn’t seem as though she could hear him.

“Sarah, I’m going to whip your ass with the crop now.” Jason said slightly louder than normal as he hefted the crop. She didn’t react as though she was aware in any way of what he had said.

Jason swung the crop a bit harder than he had before, striking her left buttock with a loud crack and leaving a faint red mark. Sarah cried out wordlessly, turning it into a guttural moan at the end, but she still didn’t move. He grinned to himself and rubbed the front of his pants to relieve the ache from his hard cock; this was even hotter than he had thought it would be.

Jason placed the crop on the table between the two plates of food and then went back and took hold of his aunt’s arm. He pulled her along with him towards the table - Sarah whimpering and panting as she stumbled along after him. He placed her between the two chairs just as his mother arrived - Helen blinking in shock at seeing her younger sister trussed up and naked at the dinner table.

Jason looked over at his mother and sighed lustily. Helen had taken her son’s direction to heart and was only wearing a lacy matching set of bra and panties. They were dark blue and showed off her body amazingly - accentuating every curve that she had. Her breasts were pulled high - creating a deep valley of soft flesh - and for a moment all Jason could think of doing was burying his face between them. Her angelic face was set into a blank expression with two high points of colour in her cheeks. She was looking straight at her son, but Jason noted that her eyes kept flicking over to look at her sister.

“Good timing.” Jason said, arousal at what he had accomplished making him bold. “I’ve arranged everything for dinner.”

“So I see.” Helen said, her voice a pitch higher than usual. She gave her son a loving smile that had a touch of uncertainty to it. “Is this - is this what you want then?”

“Yes.” Jason said simply.

“Well, that’s okay then.” His mother said. As soon as she got the clarification she wanted, the uncertainty left her voice completely. She walked around to stand next to her son and then looked at him expectantly, waiting to see what he wanted from her.

Jason pulled out the chair gallantly for his mother to sit on, and Helen gave him a small smile tinged with mirth at his antics. She seemed to be completely fine with her naked little sister standing right beside her. As she turned to sit down, Jason saw for the first time that her panties were actually a thong. As her bare buttocks touched down on the chair he gave a strangled groan of lust. Helen wore a satisfied smile on her face at the effect that she had on her son.

Once she was seated, Jason leant around over her shoulder - taking her chin in his hand and gently turning her head around to him. He kissed his mother deeply, pushing his tongue into her mouth to be welcomed by her own. They made out passionately at the table while Sarah stood nude and shivering right next to them.

Jason broke the kiss and then moved around to his own chair. As he passed his aunt he slapped her hard on her ass making her jump in shock. He sat down and then smiled over at his mother as they both began to eat.

They ate dinner in silence for a time - his mother passively accepting this strange and perverted set up, and Jason momentarily overcome as to what to do. He alternated his gaze from his mother in her underwear at the dinner table - something he had never seen before and immediately realised he would have to make it a regular occurrence - and over at the trembling Sarah in her bound and blinded form.

“Has Sarah eaten anything, dear?” His mother asked him eventually.

“Not yet.” Jason said. “Do you think she’s hungry?”

“Well you’ve ensured that we can’t ask her, haven’t you?” Helen said lightly.

“I guess I did.” Jason grinned. “Why don’t you feed her something mom?”

“Feed her?” Helen looked surprised.

“Yeah.” Jason said, shifting on his seat.