Chapter 6: A Reluctant Mother?

Time passed blissfully; with Helen as a partner in slavery the boys didn't wear me out quite so much, not that this did me much good. Being less tired from the attentions of the club my son took me with even greater frequency. And I loved every blessed moment of it, as did Helen! In the periods when the boys as a group or our sons weren't using us individually Helen and I would get together and chat, our conversations spanning normal everyday things and the delightful things our sons were doing to us.

The school holidays were drawing to a close and with only a couple of weeks left before school was to start Adam came to see my son. Adam seemed a little agitated when I let him in and while we waited for Victor to join us in the lounge he fidgeted and paced. When Victor appeared Adam looked almost relieved, as though my son had the answer to all his problems.

"What's up Adam?" Victor asked as he sat in an armchair and had me sit on the arm of the chair.

"I think I've blown it." Adam sighed.

"Care to explain that." My son frowned.

"Yeah, well I always fancied my mum," Adam replied "so I've been trying the slow seduction thing with her. I thought I was really getting somewhere too, we've been kissing and cuddling loads, I've even copped a feel of her tits more than a few times. Then today I went a bit further, I slid my hand up her skirt and stroked her pussy, she let me do it too, for a while, then she pushed me away, slapped my face and stormed off! When I left she was going through the lists of psychiatrists in the yellow pages."

"Hmmm." Victor mused, "You say she let you stroke her pussy?"

"Yes, she let me do it for five or so minutes, then 'wham'." the boy replied.

If I had permission to talk I could have told Adam what the problem was, his mother wanted to do the deed with him, only her shame at being willing to do it made her snap at him. I knew just the sort of inner turmoil she was going through, only her shame or her will was stronger than mine had been, either that or my son had a greater power of 'persuasion', and I tended to think the latter. Wishing Victor would look my way I bit my tongue and waited.

"I wonder who she wants the shrink for?" Victor mused "You or herself?"

"Eh?" Adam responded brightly.

"Your mother" my son went on patiently "may be feeling guilty about letting you do the things you have been doing. It may have dawned on her today where things may lead if she let you go on playing with her pussy. I'd even be willing to bet she'd had a minor climax from your stroking when she panicked and slapped you."

"You might be right Victor," Adam sighed "but what do I do now?"

"You really want your mother as your slave?" Victor asked.

"God yes." Adam breathed.

"Then we do the same as we did with my mother," Victor smiled "the group breaks her will, but only you will fuck her during the process."

"You think it will work?" Adam asked.

"Mother?" Victor finally asked my opinion.

"I'm sure of it." I smiled remembering my own experience.

"So how do I get her over here for this?" Adam asked.

I looked at Victor; he nodded at me to go on.

"That is the easy part," I said "I'll ask her to join Helen and myself here for a coffee afternoon, she won't expect us to be luring her into anything at all."

"That's settled then," Victor said firmly "we do it tomorrow afternoon. Mother you set it up with Adam's mother to be here tomorrow about midday, I'll organise the rest of the club."

Before Adam left I made the call to his mother, I must admit to feeling guilty about setting her up as I was, but I also had the feeling that at the end of the day she would thank Helen and myself for drawing her into a trap. As soon as I put the phone down Victor was calling the rest of the club and making arrangements for them to be at the house by eleven the next day, he left calling Paul until last and when he had told Paul the plan he had me speak to Helen to let us co-ordinate our Trojan horse ploy. When he left Adam was looking a lot happier than when he'd arrived.

After Adam had left my son sat down with me and went through what Helen and I were to do to lure Jane into the clubroom. He even suggested that we draw Jane out somehow on what she had let her son do to her and how she'd felt about it. For my part I agreed to my role, though I did not tell my son about my feeling of guilt about setting Jane up for her rape.

The next day came quickly, shortly before eleven I went upstairs to shower and change into my club 'uniform' of suspenders, stocking and high heels. Applying my make-up I looked into my eyes in the mirror and saw excitement there, it brought home to me how much my life had changed in such a short space of time. Was that change normal? Probably not, but it had left me fulfilled in ways I had never even imagined, perhaps I was like Helen, a natural submissive, but whatever the reason I loved the way my life was now. Smiling at my reflection I completed my dressing by putting on a wrap over dress; all that held it closed was a fabric belt.

"You look gorgeous." Victor greeted me as I returned to the lounge

"Thank you." I laughed giving a little curtsey.

"All ready for the betrayal?" he asked turning serious as though a switch had been flicked.

"Yes Victor." I replied.

He nodded then looked towards the lounge door as the doorbell rang, when I got to the door it was to find Paul, his mother who was dressed the same as myself in a wrap-over dress, Ian and Adam there. I showed them through to the lounge and had barely got them settled when the doorbell went again. Over the next five minutes all the boys arrived and once they were all assembled Victor ran through the plan one last time. Shortly before midday the boys went to the clubroom leaving Helen and myself to wait for Adam's mother to arrive.

"I suddenly feel nervous." Helen commented, "I'm so worried that I might let the boys down somehow."

"I know what you mean." I smiled "It won't be long now though."

With my words the doorbell went again, this time I led Adam's mother into the lounge, while I made the coffee Helen and Jane chatted. A few minutes later I rejoined them and joined in the general conversation waiting for the opportunity to sound Jane out about what had happened with Adam. This part had worried me, but my son had calmly stated that the best method to set the ball rolling would be a direct one, though it would need to be done in connection with some comment Jane made. But it seemed that sex was the one subject Jane was going to avoid and I was wracking my brains as to how I might steer the conversation in that direction when Jane gave me the opening I had been waiting for.

"I wish I still had a man around the house." she sighed suddenly.

"Any particular reason?" I asked quickly.

Jane blushed and looked at the floor, and then she took a deep breath and looked up at Helen and myself.

"Can I trust you?" she asked quietly.

"Of course." I replied crossing mental fingers.

"That goes for me too." Helen said.

Jane hesitated then spoke quickly as though trying to get the words out before she lost her nerve.

"I'm having a problem with Adam." she said "A sexual one. I know he's a hormonal teenager, hell I can remember how horny I was at his age only... only he's been coming on to me and, god help me, I've been responding to him. Yesterday he touched my vagina through my panties and I felt so excited, he gave me a climax, only a small one, but it frightened me and I panicked. I pushed him away and slapped him and he hasn't been near me since then."

She hung her head and I could swear I saw a tear in the corner of her eye. We were quiet for a moment then Helen broke the silence.

"What made you panic?" she asked.

"The realisation that" Jane sighed "I was about to let my son have sex with me. I know you'll think badly of me, but I was about to ask him to make love to me when I lost my nerve."

"There's an 'and' there." I said.

Jane looked at the floor again and spoke quietly.

"And" she said, "I wish I had not lost my nerve. I wish I could turn back the clock and let Adam have me."

Helen looked at me and grinned, I returned her grin briefly then set my face back into a serious expression. We let Jane stew for a few minutes before starting the process that would end in her joining us as a slave to the group of teenagers and her son.

"Are you sure you'd take a second chance if it came?" I asked.

"I think so," Jane sighed without looking up "but I'd probably lose my nerve again if the chance came along. I'm sorry if I shock you, but I just had to talk to someone about this."

"We understand." I replied looking at Helen and nodding "I've got something to show you, follow me."

I got up and headed for the lounge door with Helen a step behind me, at first I thought Jane would remain where she was, but as I reached he door she stood up and followed us. Helen and I were loosening the belts of our dresses even before we got to the clubroom door; Jane was still looking at the floor almost despondently so she didn't notice our dresses slipping open. On reaching the clubroom I opened the door and bade Jane to proceed ahead of us, she went in with us right on her heels, she'd taken five steps into the room when she realised that someone else was in the room. Her head jerked up and she saw my son in his central chair flanked by the rest of the boys, I heard her take a sharp intake of breath when she saw Adam sitting there.

"Melanie," Jane gasped turning to me "what's going on?"

Her jaw literally dropped and her eyes went wide when Helen and I let our dresses drop to the floor to reveal our all but naked bodies.

"It's your second chance." I said as I turned and locked the door.

"Please..." she breathed as her eyes flew around the room "what's happening? What are you doing? Why are you dressed like... ? Adam why are you here?"

In that moment I got an insight into the sense of power my son and his friends got from having Helen and I as their slaves. I could sense the fear rising in Jane, at the same time I could sense her excitement rising and it made me feel exhilarated!

"Adam." Victor's voice cut across the silence that had fallen.

Adam looked at my son, nodded and rose to his feet; looking at his mother he took a step closer to her before speaking.

"Mum," he said in a firm voice "I want you as my slave. I want your body and I mean to have it. Submit to me now or..."

He left the threat unspoken, but his hand swept around to indicate the other boys, Jane went white and backed towards the door.

"Adam no!" she gasped "I'm your mother, it's not right!"

Jane backed into me and turned with a pleading look in her eyes, a look that turned to shock when Jane and I took hold of her arms and pushed her back towards her son. Shaking her head and moaning 'no' over and over again, tears streaming down her face Jane barely struggled against Helen and myself as we forced her to within a foot of Adam and turned her to face him.

"God Adam," she cried out "stop this madness... Please Adam, please!"

"Mother," Adam responded to her plea "either submit or my friends will help me to take you. Your choice."

"Oh god!" Jane groaned hanging her head "Why Adam? Why?"

I could feel her trembling in my grasp, it could have been out of fear, and in part I'm sure it was, but I had the impression that there was a growing excitement there as well. Despite all her tears and pleas I suddenly had the feeling that Jane was going to submit to her son and thereafter to the group, in fact I was growing certain of it! I looked at Helen and could see that she was gaining the same feeling I had. I looked at my son, he was watching Jane closely, and looking at me he nodded and signalled that we should release our hold on her arms. Helen and I let go of Jane then took a step back from her, we watched as she sank to her knees in front of Adam, her head bowed as she shook with sobs.

"Because I love you mother," Adam finally answered her question "because I want you to be mine, to satisfy you by dominating you."

"What do I have to do?" I heard Jane almost whisper after a long silence.

Adam looked surprised, he looked to my son who indicated that he should answer his mother's question.

"All you have to do is to obey me without question" Adam said "and to obey my friends here in the same way."

"I... I... oh God!" Jane cried.

"Decide mother!" Adam said sharply.

"What must I do?" Jane sobbed, "Tell me what I must do."

"Does that mean you submit to me?" he asked not quite hiding his surprise.

"Yes." Jane whispered in reply.

"In that case look at me." Adam commanded.

His mother turned her tear streaked face up to his, whatever my son saw in her eyes must have satisfied him because he nodded then looked at me and signalled me to come to his side. I obeyed his signal as Helen obeyed the signal from her son, standing beside Victor I watched the events unfold with growing excitement.

"Will you obey me without question?" Adam asked his mother.

"I will." she sobbed quietly.

"Louder." Adam commanded.

"I will obey you without question." Jane said more firmly.

"Then take off your clothes." Adam commanded.

Jane hesitated for a moment then rose to her feet and started to undress, her hands moved slowly and clumsily as she removed her clothing and her face held an expression of fear, shame and excitement. Jane had got down to her undergarments to reveal that she was wearing self-grip stockings, Adam grinned at this and told her to keep them on, then he told her that in future her 'uniform' at the club would be the same as Helen and I were wearing. She looked at us for a moment then nodded her understanding.

"You obey commands by speaking aloud." Adam said.

"Yes Adam." she responded.

Adam looked at his mother with hungry eyes then began to undress, Jane's eyes widened as he stripped and her tongue ran across her lips. Naked Adam ordered his mother to kneel in front of him.

"Suck me off." He ordered.

"I've never..." Jane gasped then ended "Yes Adam."

I watched with swelling excitement as Jane leant forward and licked her son's cock then took it into her mouth; slowly she slid down on his erection then pulled back. For a while Adam was content to let her suck on him at her own pace, the sheer act of her taking him in her mouth pleasing him, but I knew he would want more, he would want his mother to do what Helen and I did, deep throat him.

"Put your hands behind your back and keep them there until I tell you otherwise." Adam commanded.

Jane obeyed, though I am sure she had no idea what was coming next. Adam took hold of her head and held it firmly, and then he began to push his cock deeper into his mother's mouth. I heard Jane gag when his knob touched the back of her throat, then her eyes flew wide as Adam kept pushing his cock into her, I could hear her choking gurgle as her son forced his cock into her throat. To be honest I had expected her to move her hands at this point to push her son back, but surprisingly she didn't, instead she let her son carry on pushing into her. Sensing that his mother was not resisting at all Adam stopped pushing and released his hold on her head.

"You take the rest." He ordered.

My heart gave a flutter of excitement when Jane did exactly as he'd ordered, slowly she pushed her head down on him taking more and more of his hard flesh into her throat until at last her lips came to rest against his groin. Adam told her to fuck his cock with her mouth and throat until he came then to swallow his seed, all of it! Not only did Jane obey him it became very clear after a while that she was enjoying what she was doing to her son! Needless to say Adam was loving his mother's attentions, the look on his face was one of pure bliss and I knew that his excitement at having his mother submit so easily plus her ever faster motions would have him coming sooner than usual. About five minutes later Adam groaned, putting a hand to the back of his mother's head and pulled her tight to him, as his cock pushed full length into her Jane groaned as well, her hands clenching as she gripped them behind her back. Adam's hips started to jerk sending a clear signal that he was shooting his juices into his mother's throat; his groaning growing louder only confirmed this. From where I stood beside my son I could see Jane swallowing and could hear her voicing the pleasure she was getting in low moans that counter pointed her son's groans, there was even a visible trembling of her body that could only have been a climax. Seeing Jane climax brought on a minor orgasm of my own and a low moan to my right told me that Helen was hitting a peak as well!