Chapter 5

The drive back to the hotel was made in silence with the exception of some quiet sobbing and whimpering coming from Lynn. For Lynn's part the world had become a blur, a fog, something not quite real. All she could think about ― and even then she couldn't hold a particular thought consistently ― was that the man she had loved had needed more than she could give. She wasn't enough for him. She had given him everything she had, the best she could do and it wasn't good enough. She hardly noticed when they finally stopped and Jack opened the car door for her. She didn't remember the walk to their room. It wasn't until they were in the room and he had closed the door that she finally started talking. She just stood in the middle of the room, staring at nothing, and talked.

"I wasn't good enough, Jack," she whispered at first and then started getting louder. "I wasn't enough; he needed more, someone younger, prettier. My God, I am such a useless piece of shit! How can you even stand to look at me?"

Words meant nothing now; Jack knew that, he knew what he had to do. She had been betrayed, cast aside. She felt worthless, ugly and old. He had to do now what he should have done before, what he wanted to do before. He had hoped she would come to him, and she had been doing so, slowly it was true, but she had been coming to him, but now there was no time to move cautiously, to be delicate. Now was the time to act, to take what was his.

Quickly he bent down and lifted one foot to remove a sandal and then the other. Standing he started to unbutton her dress; she seemed to have no idea what he was doing, nor seemed to care. The dress buttoned up the front and when he had about half of them undone he pushed it back over her shoulders and peeled it down until it pooled around her feet on the floor. The bra also fastened in the front and his nimble fingers quickly unhooked it and he also pushed it back and off, letting it fall to the floor next to the dress. She stood there in nothing but her panties still blankly staring at the wall continually muttering about her own failings. He would have liked to stand back and drink in her beauty, the long legs, gently curved hip tapering into a slender waist, the firm round globes of her breasts topped with their dark pink nipples. But there wasn't time for that. That could wait for later. Now he had other things he must do.

Hooking his thumbs in the waistband of her panties he peeled them down to the floor and gently lifted each foot out of the leg holes. Stepping back he quickly took off his own clothes until he stood there just as naked as she. Gently he reached out and grasped her upper arms and began to guide her backwards towards the bed. It wasn't until he had her on the bed and was positioned between her legs that she seemed to realize something was going on.

"Jack?" she said in a confused and muddled voice. "Jack, what are you doing?"

He placed his hands under her knees, lifted and spread her legs until her sex was open to him. Scooting forward he pressed the head of his cock at her opening. With his thighs holding her legs in place he bent over and held her shoulders down firmly to the bed. Using one hand while the other kept her firmly pinned down, he grasped her chin and moved her face till she was looking directly into his eyes.

"Lynn," he said firmly, keeping his eyes lock on hers. "Listen to me. You are mine and I'm taking what is mine now!"

"Jack," she whined. "We can't do this! I'm your mother!"

"You are my mother," he agreed as he jabbed his hips forward a little, the head of his cock pushing in just passed the lips of her vagina. She was dry and completely unprepared for sex but he didn't care. This wasn't making love, it wasn't even really sex; this was a male claiming his female, dominating her, fucking her into submission if he had to. He had no desire to make this painful and he was willing to take as much time is it needed but he fully intended to have her submit to him. She was his woman and he was her man and that's how it was going to be from now on.

"No, Jack, please," she groaned as he forced another half-inch inside her. She tried to struggle and with her free hand she reached up and pushed weakly against him. She could have struggled harder, scratched at him with her fingernails, screamed; but she didn't. She whimpered and pleaded and sobbed but he was relentless. Her struggles did little more that help feed another bit of his cock into her dry cunt when her body started to betray her. He was withdrawing slightly, pausing and then pushing back in, each time entering just a fraction of an inch deeper when he felt moisture start to surround his cock and suddenly it became easier to move inside her. As he slowly worked his way into her depths he continued to talk to her, eyes still locked together.

"You will always be my mother," he said. "But now you will also be my woman. I love you and I will never let you go. Do you understand? I will never let you go. You belong to me, with me, by my side, in my bed. You complete me and I will have you completely. I will take care of you, protect you, comfort you, but you will be mine and mine alone. No man will ever have you except me." The moisture in her cunt quickly turned to wetness and finally he slid into her fully, their pubic areas firmly joined, the soft, spongy head of his cock resting against the firm contours of her cervix. When he finally filled her completely she groaned and closed her eyes, her legs moving of their own volition, lifting and crossing at the ankles behind his back.

"Oh, Jack!" she sobbed. "Jack!"

Again he would have liked to pause, to luxuriate in the feel of her hot, clasping cunt as it surrounded his rock-hard cock, but he didn't. He withdrew half way and then pushed back in until he again bumped into the opening of her womb. Again and again he did this, each time she groaned and used her legs to pull him in as deep as possible.

"Yes, Jack!" she sighed. "Yessss!"

Releasing the pinned shoulder and her chin he lay down on her with his full weight and brought his mouth down to cover hers. Her lips and tongue attacked his with a ferocity that he could of only dreamed of as he began to pound into her, fucking her as hard as her could. Breaking the kiss after a few minutes he lifted up and looked down at her again.

"Who do you belong to?" he demanded.

"You. Jack." Her words broken by grunts as he drove into her.

"Who owns you? Who is your man?" he demanded again. "Who loves you?"

"You, Jack," she whimpered. "Only you."

"I'm going to cum in you and when I do I will own you forever," he informed her breathlessly. "Do you understand? You will be mine forever!"

"Yes, Jack," the lust in her eyes matched only by love and adoration. "Cum in me baby, make me yours. I will always be yours, cum in me and make me your woman!"

Smiling in triumph he increased the speed of his thrusts until he finally felt the tingle in his balls that signaled his release.

"Here it comes, Mother," he gasped. "Your motherfucking son is going to make you his woman."

"God yes, Jack!" she screamed. "Do it! Cum in me now!"

Thrusting in one last time he held himself as deeply inside his mother as he could as he felt the thick ropes of his seed spew into her womb. Lynn felt him tense-up as he held himself inside her and gasped as the first shot of his sperm struck against her cervix. The orgasm that engulfed her eclipsed anything else she had ever felt before and her entire body resonated with the pleasure of her release. Legs scissored around him, arms holding as tightly as possible, her body trembled with mini waves of pleasure as if they were aftershocks following the major earthquake.

After a while he began to softly kiss her lips, her cheek, working down to her neck and back up again to her lips. They were light, butterfly kisses; no lust, just love and adoration. The muscles in her legs relaxed although she kept them wrapped around him, ankles locked together. He still fully on top of her although now he supported most of his weight on his knees and elbows.

Stretching his neck back he looked into her eyes again. "You are mine now," he stated. "Now and forever."

"Yes," she responded simply. "Now and forever." Minutes later she looked up at him almost questioningly. "Ah, Jack, you're still hard?"

"That's because I'm not done yet," he said with a grin and began to softly thrust into her again.

"Oh," she groaned. "I'm going to like this belonging to you."

"Yes, you will," he agreed. Their coupling this time was slow and leisurely, making love and not a submission fuck. They kissed and petted, touching and caressing everywhere they could reach. The spunk he had deposited in her previously lubricated her channel lessening the intensity for him if not the pleasure. She was able to cum twice before he again spent inside her. After showering they ordered room service. He retrieved it from the auto-delivery 'bot and they ate naked on the bed. After lunch they talked and cuddled before fucking again.

"Are you feeling better now," he asked.

"Yeah, you could say that," she laughed. "You knew this is what we would find, didn't you?"

"I suspected something like this," he admitted.

"So what do we do now?" Lynn asked, content to nestle in close to him getting as much skin-to-skin contact as possible.

"We'll have to see," he shrugged. "We need to go back and talk to Anne tomorrow. I have a feeling she's in pretty much the same position you were."

"You're not planning to help the bitch?" Lynn exclaimed. "My God, she was married to my husband, your father!"

"Yes, but I don't think she knew it any more than you did. Dad screwed over both of you. What a prick!

"As for helping her," again he shrugged. "Other than I don't think it was her fault, there is still Beth to consider. She is my sister, after all."

"Yeah and that fucking pisses me off about as much as anything else," Lynn growled. "That bastard told me he didn't want any more kids, said one was enough. I wanted more but I let him talk me out of it."

"We'll probably never understand why he did what he did," Jack sighed. "The only thing we can do is deal with it. Look, I'll understand if you don't want to meet with her tomorrow, but I have to. I'm sure it hurts a lot and I have no intention of forcing you to go."

"Actually it doesn't seem quite as important as it did this morning," Lynn chuckled. "Amazing what being raped and having your eyeballs fucked out will do to reorient your priorities."

"Not rape," Jack corrected. "Just claiming what belongs to me."

"Yeah, well, you own me good and proper now, sucker," she teased. "I hope you can keep up the payments. I ain't cheap to keep, you know."

"Don't worry. I'll work it out of your ass as I need to," he promised.

"Oh, I've never had it done to my ass before," she said playfully.

"Like I said, don't worry, I'm going to take you in the ass, the mouth, the pussy and every other part of your gorgeous body," he said reaching over to pinch her nipple.

"Sounds deliciously nasty," she cooed, but then turned serious. "You know I think there are still laws against incest."

"There are," he agreed. "But they don't apply to us."

"They don't?" she asked surprised. "Why not?"

"Because you're not a real person under the law," he replied, tapping her collar. "I can fuck you, suck you and even breed you and the law has nothing to say about it."

"No shit?" she said in wonder, fingering the collar herself. "Well I'll be damned! This thing is good for something other than as collateral for a loan. Cool!"

"Very cool," he agreed. "And even when we buy your release I doubt anyone is going to give a crap about who we're sleeping with."

"Maybe I'll just keep it on," she said casually.

"Really?" he asked amazed. "I thought you'd want that thing off as quickly as you could."

"Initially yes," she said with a shrug. "Later I found I was just as happy where I was and now that I'm your house-frau sex-slave I can't see any reason to get rid of it."

"Wow," he whistled. "I always planned to buy your freedom, after making sure you would never escape from me of course. I never considered you might want to stay this way."

"It's nothing we have to decide now. I'm perfectly happy where I am," she said with a yawn. "I'm tired. You wore me out. Do you think your new cum-dump might be allowed to take a nap, My Lord?" Laughing they both snuggled in and napped until it was time for dinner.

They did take a nap, sleep and nothing else until dinner. Dinner was nothing special, just something to eat at a nearby restaurant but he enjoyed being out with her. Back at the room they were quickly naked and lying in bed, kissing and touching for what seemed like minutes but was actually a couple of hours. Lynn admitted she was sore having been so thoroughly fucked after four years of nothing but her own toys and begged to let her give him a blow job. He of course readily agreed.

He found the sensation of having a woman worship his cock with her mouth almost as good as fucking her pussy. Even given how many times he had already cum that day it didn't take her long until he was grunting and spewing a much reduced load into her sucking orifice. It tasted neither good nor bad to her, just salty, but the symbolism of swallowing what he gave her was important. She was his woman and would never reject anything he gave her. If he told her to lick his ass and eat his shit she would, humbly and with a smile. Not that he ever would, she knew she was as safe and protected with her boy, her man, as she had been when rocked in the cradle so many years ago.

After cleaning him off with her lips and tongue she crawled up and nestled in under his arm to sleep the soundest sleep she had for a good many years.

+ + +

The next morning he woke up and returned the favor she had given him the night before. Stealthily moving between her legs as she dozed he began to lightly lap at her lower lips while ever so slowly spreading her legs apart. When she finally awoke completely his tongue was delving into her depths as she groaned and flooded his mouth with her natural lubrication. Minutes later he was nibbling on her clit while she screamed and came, almost crushing his head between her silky thighs. As she lay dazed he moved up and mounted her, slowly fucking her until they both came with moans of pleasure.

"My God, that was good!" she muttered as he lay resting on top of her. He had tried to roll to the side after their orgasms but she had prevented that by wrapping her arms and legs around him and pulling him down on top of her. "Do I even want to know where you learned that?" she asked.

"There's a lot more on the web than just news and shopping," he smirked.

"I take it my porn filters were about as useful as my other security features?" she chuckled.

"Oh they were," he said, nuzzling his face into her neck. "They pointed me right to where I wanted to go."

"Well I certainly can't complain," she mused. "I'm just glad it wasn't some little firm-titted slut from school."

"You are the first and only woman I've been with or will be with," he stated.

"I doubt that," she sighed. "Someday you'll get tired of this flabby old body and move on to something new. But until then I'm going to enjoy what I can get."

"I'll never leave you, Lynn," he said as he pushed himself up to look into her eyes. "You will be with me wherever I go. That is not a promise just a statement of fact."

"Whatever you say, dear," she said almost sadly.

"Believe me or not, that is what will be," he again stated flatly. "Aren't I crushing you? It must be uncomfortable, difficult to breathe."

"I'm going to let you in on a little secret about women, lover," she said smiling up at him. "Sometimes we like being held down by the weight of our man, smashed into the mattress. I know I like it. Just lay here on me for a few minutes more, please? Then we can get up." He did so gladly although he did try to support a good bit of his weight on his elbows and knees. They finally got up when the pressure on their bladders became too much and it was time for their morning ablutions and a shower.

After their shower, a procedure that took considerably longer than strictly necessary since they took one together, they were surprised to find what with sleeping in and playing around it was closer to lunch than breakfast. Since Anne wasn't expecting them until the afternoon they decided on brunch rather than breakfast and afterwards a short sightseeing tour of the scenic old city. It was well after noon when they were done and Jack called to let Anne know they were on their way.