Chapter 3

Over the following months we continued to enjoy new sexual adventures in the games we role-played.

We liked dressing-up and situation games; and we liked ‘Bath-nights for Jimmy’ games, with mummy being topless while she sponged his naughty bits to stimulate growth and firmness. Then we got bolder.

Initially Margo had been nervous of indulging in a bondage game and it took some coaxing for her to take part in some light and simple stuff which she found stimulating! So with the second session I raised the stress-stakes for her with more complex bondage and demands before allowing her to climax, and it began getting more exciteing for me too.

Then gradually came the delight of heavy bondage; in which Margo was strapped-up in all manner of awkward predicaments. I then began the quest of getting her to climax for me at a given moment. Getting the vinegar stroke moment together was quite a task; but when it did happen it proved to be the ultimate sexual bliss; in spite of the pain that Margo had to endure to get there.

But then a game changer came when I installed some heavy-duty hanging hooks above, from which mother could be hung, gagged and bound.

The pleasures which resulted were intense; and not only did I then realise that I had a strong sadistic streak in me, but It also highlighted mother’s femine trait of reveling in being hard-done by; of being the victim. Yet when I did manage to bring her off, her climax’s were long and loud! So I knew it was working for her too!

As we progressed with the bondage, I became bolder in what I felt Margo could endure; and supprisingly she usually went along with things; well ... after some booze in her and a promise of a Dinner-Dance at the Blue Lagoon.

I explored water-sports with her; coaching her to urinate on demand while in bondage. And it was supprisingly stimulating; in that the relief she felt after being made to hold off pissing untill I triggered it with a dildo in her annal passage, also triggered a sexual climax in her! It was annother win-win game!

But the bondage after a while did take its toll on Margo. After one session, as she hung there exhausted from her latest task, I suddenly saw how slight she had become; how some of her figure had suffered from the demands of bondage. And so I decided to rest her from it; and to take her on a well earned holiday.

I went online and trawled through the darker side holiday destinations; somewhere far away from our small-minded township, somewhere we could be amoung like minded couples; and eventually I uncovered something that sounded very appealing indeed. The advertising headline descibed it perfectly; Give Her A Break You Motherfucker!

It was located in an out of state National Park luxury-resort, and catered exclusively for mother-fucking couples!

Needless to say, it was way out top end in price; which actually was comforting, knowing it would keep out the riff-raff and low-lifes; not to mention the sex perverts.

Anyway it would be Margo covering all expenditure which I found quite comforting, as I had not yet decided on a pathway in which to direct my business accumen.

But Margo and me were so excited at the prospect of our forthcoming vacation. She had boldly informed her company she would be taking in just a few weeks time, due to advice from her doctor!

Did I mention that Doctors and Nurses was another of our games?