Chapter 6: Handfuls of humiliation

Janice awoke as if from a haze and looked around, trying to get her bearings. "God, " she groaned sleepily as she gazed over at the clock. It had been a long night for her, spent discovering the new found joys of her dildos.

"Oh no, OH NO! 8:02! I should be at work by now. I never over sleep, what's wrong with me?!

Throwing off the covers, she sends an assortment of porno magazines and dildos flying to the floor in her rush to get ready.

"I'll have to skip breakfast, no time. Just a quick shower to freshen up before I go," she muttered as she got up and started for the bathroom.

As she stood she heard something hit the floor with an odd "sluurpopp" noise as it slithered out from her pussy. Looking down she sees one of her dildos laying on the floor by her feet. It was covered in a lite sheen of her pussy juices and reflected the light from her bedside lamp obscenely. She remembered the delightfully full feeling it had given her while she slept, then with a shake of her head put the plastic phallus out of her mind.

"I don't have time for this, I've got to get ready."

John crept out from his room and listened at the bathroom door, making sure his mom was in the shower before sneaking into her room. He was surprised to still find her home when he got up. Usually she was long gone by the time he got up for school.

"Must have been a rough night, he chuckled as he walked into her bedroom and saw the assortment of dildos and vibrators scattered about. The smell of her overheated pussy still hung in the air from the previous nights escapades. John took a deep breath and reveled in his mothers musky scent.

"Mmmm, I can't wait to see what my little mother slut sent me this time," He smiled as he thought of the way his mother was becoming more and more accepting of her situation. She was like an addict, willing to go through anything for her next fix from her e-mail man. John noticed the bright pink dildo on the floor and bent to pick it up. It was still slightly warm and covered in his mothers juices. His heart raced, and he felt dizzy as he brought the glistening shaft slowly up to his mouth, then quickly darted his tongue out across it's side.

"Oooo, mommies got a tasty twat alright" He began to lick the rest of her cream off the shaft and wondered what she would say if she could see her little boy now, cleaning her juices off the dildo that was only minutes before buried up her snatch. If she found out that her precious baby knew what her pussy tasted like now, he wondered what her reaction might be.

"Soon", he said. "Soon I'll be licking this right out from her first hand, and she'll beg me to do it." He drop the dildo and went to check and see what his mother had sent him, the taste of her pussy still fresh on his tongue.

Janice rushed to get her things together and was almost out the door when she noticed that she'd left her computer on last night.

"Dam," she fought with her self over checking to see if he'd sent her anything yet. "He probable hasn't even checked his mail this early in the morning. Besides, I really should be going. I'm over an hour late as it is... " Janice still stood there staring into her den at the computer. Finally she gave in.

"Oh what the hell... it won't take long... Just a quick peek to see if he sent me anything."

She was surprised and very happy when she heard the ding of new mail ring out.

Janice...

I like your new workout uniform and don't want you to change a thing. I will expect to see all future progress photos with you in it. Is that clear? Second, I was VERY displease about not receiving any other photos of you to go with it, and what about your punishment. I'm still waiting for that.

Janice suddenly felt ill. She'd taken several photos with her new dildos last night, but had fallen asleep before sending any of them off.

Since you seem to not only be a liar, but a forgetful bitch as well, I seriously doubt weather you're worth any more of my time. If you can't remember to take the picture your self, then find someone to take them for you! I will also be checking to make sure you're dressing like you say you are. I've talked to several friends of mine in your area that will be able to check up on you. You won't know who they are, but they'll report back to me if your being honest or not. Don't disappoint me Janice. You can't afford it! I have such plans for the two of us. One more thing, I'm tired of hearing you refer to your "breasts" and "vagina" in your messages. They're called tits Janice... TITS!, JUGGS! MEAT MELLONS! And it's not a "vagina" It's called a pussy, a cunt, snatch. For Gods sake woman, stop acting like a child.

She sat unmoving as tears rolled down her cheeks. She kept disappointing him at every turn, but he forgave her again. He was so good to put up with all her faults for so long. She knew his patience was wearing thin and she couldn't blame him. Wiping the tears from her face she glanced at her watch an noticed she'd just made her self another 20 minute late by checking her messages.

"It's was worth it", she thought as she got up to leave. "At least now I can have time to think up a way of making this all up to him. He said he had plans for us... He must mean marriage. Yes that's it, he want to marry me... ME! and... and I keep disappointing him... " she stopped before she began crying again.

John watched his mother through a crack in the door. He'd hoped she'd stop and check her messages before she left. Turning her computer on so she would notice it on her way out. He'd been disappointed to only find the workout photo she'd sent to him this morning.

"Shit," he thought. "I've got a whole tape of the whore jumping around and shaking her ass, I was looking forward to seeing dear old mom with a dildo up her cunt!."

Of course Janice had no way of knowing that her son was the one manipulating her. Playing on her fears and doubts. She sent every picture of her self thinking it went to some handsome stranger, who longed for her as much as she did for him. She was wrong. As her son spied on her from the door he didn't notice the tears on her face... only the way her tits bounced ever so slightly with every sob. She was just a big titted slut to him. The fact that is was his own mom made it all the better.

It was 10:20 by the time Janice dragged herself into work. She was hoping to slip in unnoticed, but knew that was impossible when she saw Miss Dori standing at her desk... waiting.

"I'm sorry... I... I overslept. I've never been late before in all the time I've been wo... " She stopped and just stood there under the piercing gaze of her supervisor. Janice felt like a bug, pinned to the spot by the younger woman's stare. She didn't say a word. Just looked at her for what seemed an eternity, then stalked off. Janice new better than to come in late again.

As she worked Janice tried to come up with a fitting punishment, as well as think up some more "adult" ways of referring to her self. It was harder than she originally thought. Thinking in erotic, sexy ways was new to the 37 year old mother, but she had to start if she wanted her relationship with her lover to continue.

"Tits," she'd say to herself. "Juggs." She rolled these words around in her mind. "That's how he want me to start think of my brea... I mean my mellons." After 2 hours she found herself no closer to coming up with new ways of describing her self than before. In the back of her mind she thought she heard a faint squeaking noise.

"Maybe that Sex Shop would have something... ?" She hated the idea of going back there. "I don't think I could ever face that man again."

squeak Squeak SQUEAK

The sound seemed to be getting louder.

"Maybe he won't recognize me. He must get lots of women go through there every day."

SQUEAK SQUEAK

"I can make a quick stop on my lunch break. I... "

SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK!

"Where in the WORLD was that sound coming from!"

It was only then that Janice notice how quite the rest of the office had gotten. She look over and for the first time noticed that all her co-workers where staring at her. "Wha... " She looked confused then realized in horror that the sound was coming from her!" Her chair had been swiveling slightly from side to side from the motion of her ass wiggling about as she thought of all the things her mystery man was making her do. Everyone just looked at her, not saying a word. Slowly the hum of the office started up again and everyone went back to working.

Janice sat in the stall of the restroom with her face in her hands. "Oh what they all must think of me," she wailed. She'd practically run to the restroom after the humiliating experience. While she sat there, she heard a few of the other women in her office enter the restroom.

"My God, did you SEE her!"

"Yea, talk about pathetic."

Janice listened to the two women as they gossiped about someone.

"If it wasn't so funny, it would almost be sad."

"Poor girl. Must be years since she last got any good meat in her!"

The two broke into laughter. "Who were they talking about?" Janice leaned forward trying to hear better.

"Well, is it any wonder she doesn't have a guy of her own. I mean, have you seen the way she dresses. I've known nuns with more style than that old cow."

" Yea, it's to bad too, she kinda has nice tits."

"Jenny!"

"Well she does, even under those frumpy clothes you can see she has a real big set on her."

"Yea, well at her age they probably hang half way to her knees]'

Peels of laughter rang out again as the two girls viciously talk about the unknown woman. She tried to imagine who they could possible be talking about. It was only as they began to leave that she heard one of them say...

"Poor Janice..."

She's become the office joke...

Janice fumed as she drove down to the small sex shop during lunch. "Those BITCHES! Who the hell do they think they are to talk about ME like that! I'll show them. I DO have a man of my own... and he cares and loves me for the sexy woman I am... well... almost... " Janice set it into her mind more than ever that she HAD to do every thing possible to make her man happy. More so now than ever. She'd show them that she could be just as desirable as they were. All she had to do was follow her lovers directions and she'd show everyone!