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Double Lantern

Copyright© 2009 by HardFelt

Chapter 1

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Mrs. Sara Bergman moves away from the clubhouse run by Ernie Fryman and to a new clubhouse run by the Jefferies Group, the same Group she is employed by and finds her situation has moved from bad to worse as she experiences some bondage as well as sex.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/Fa   Reluctant   Coercion   Slavery   Heterosexual   Fiction   Slut Wife   Incest   Son   BDSM   Light Bond   Humiliation  

Her son parked the car outside and at the rear of the bar that was called the Double Lantern. He waited patiently while his mother dropped the sun visor on the passengers side of the car and used the mirror on the flap to apply the extra heavy application of make up. She did so with nervous fingers but managed to get all of her extra eye shadow, eye lid mascara in place, plus the bright red lip stick in place. She swallowed, looked over at her son, took a deep breath and said,

"Ready".

Mike Bergman got out of the car and opened the passenger side of the station wagon so that his mother could exit. He saw that his mother was dressed in an above the knee flared skirt that had wide slanted alternate stripes of dark and light green. Her top was a loose open knit half sleeved stretch blouse with a U' neckline light green in color. The top was stretched, now, over the mother's big breasts. Beneath the stretched knit blouse her breast cleavage could easily be seen and her twin boobs were obviously exposed; the curvature of her big boobs and even the redness of her quarter size areola was hinted at through the slightly open mesh of the blouse top. The sheer size of the woman's large boobs accented the top and although there was some droop it was apparent to the viewer that most of the droop to her big boobs was simply because her boobs were so big. Her heels were four and one half inch spiked open toed sandal like strapped heels. She wore what appeared to be tan tinted pantyhose but which both the son and the mother knew were garter belt supported hose.

"You are sure you want to do this, mom?" asked her son. He'd asked that question at least half a dozen times since she had first started getting ready for the ordeal.

"We have to and you know it," she replied, then "help me with these other things."

The other things the older mother was referring to were a black, wide strapped collar, and a ball with elastic straps on it. The youth stepped behind her and put the ball in between her lips and then pulled on the straps until he could hook them together behind her head. The straps were tight enough that they squashed her loose hair against the side of her head and dug into the round cheeks of her plump but pretty face. Her jaw dropped open as the white colored ball was pulled further back into her mouth. The redness of her lip stick was accented against the ball and her lips thinned out as the ball appeared to be half in and half out of her mouth. Then the boy attached the collar, buckling it behind her neck. As soon as the collar was in place the woman put her hands behind her back and the son attached the metal wrist cuffs which he retrieved from the back seat of the station wagon. He then got two more short leather belt style straps. The first strap he attached just under her mother's elbows, pinning her arms together, then second half way up her arms above her elbows.

This forced her to throw out her chest as her shoulders were pulled together by the tightness of the straps. The mother's boobs thrust even more outward as the taut leather bands held her arms to the point of touching. A crease formed between her shoulders on her back due to the tightness of the straps.

Her son then attached a leash to the collar. The lease had numerous holes in it's length and each hole was reinforced with a silver colored metal ring. Her son then closed and locked the car after getting his mothers purse and putting it in her hands trapped behind her back. He then walked slowly to the front of the tavern. She walked behind him being careful to keep slack in the leash.

The boy, son of the mother, followed the instructions to the letter. The instructions given to them by evil Ernie who ran a clubhouse. Sara, the mother, would no longer be reporting to the clubhouse, instead she would be reporting here to this bondage club called the Double Lantern. The mother and the boy leading her were to enter the side entrance. The side entrance would only be open for a short time period so that they, mother and son, had to be on time. The door opened for the boy and just as he had been told one of his peer classmates waited for him inside. This particular peer was a senior who was on the highschool football team and was named Eric Delaney. Delaney did not know Mike's mom other than through the occasional meetings that took place during the Parent Teacher conferences, but after tonight Mike was pretty sure Delaney would know her, his mom, a lot better than what she would have cared for if she had any say in the situation, which she didn't.

Delaney took the leash from Mike's hand and yanked on it suddenly causing Mike's mom to stumble forward her big boobs bouncing as she nearly lost balance and at the same time rubbing up against the too tight top. Delaney grinned and started off at a brisk pace down the short corridor of the 'T' like hallway taking a left turn. To the right, Mike saw, the corridor continued out to what looked the back of a bar. His mom's high heels clicked and clacked rapidly on the floor as she scurried to follow the quick paced Delaney as he led her to the third door on the right. He opened the door and yanked again on her leash which forced the older woman to stumble into the smaller room. The lights were not dimmed here as they had been in the corridor they just had left. Here it was bright and there were numerous boxes sitting around all four sides of the windowless room. A workbench was to the immediate left of the doorway and directly in front of the door was a hook high up on a board. Delaney attached one of the metal reinforced ring eyelets to his mom's leash high up which forced the older woman not only close to the wall but up on the balls of her feet as her high heels left the floor.

Delaney almost nonchalantly took a seat openly appraising his mom as he looked from the older woman over to her son and said,

"So Mike how have you been?"

"So-so," said Mike not committing to any kind of statement as he watched his mom struggle against the leash holding her high without any means of support. Her big boobs brushed up against the wall close to where she was being held squashing out of shape then ballooning back into shape as she struggled to regain composure but failed completely.

"She seems a bit agitated, Mike."

"Yeah," replied Mike.

"Could be because she is going to meet Sonny Beamish here tonight."

"Not the fat slob who ogles all the women!" Mike exclaimed incredulously as he listened to Delaney.

"The same and what is more, your mom knew about that, course she knew about a lot of other things too."

"Such as?" Mike questioned the senior football player as he watched him come to his feet and fondle his mom's fanny.

"Such as her working for the same organization that owns this place, the Double Lantern."

"She never told me that!" Her son exclaimed as Delaney got out some gear from a drawer. A chain with some metal alligator clips on it and a open style ring gag.

"I thought so. Bet you didn't know you have to watch while Sonny does an exam on her too!"

"Man I didn't know that either!"

"Didn't think you would; but you came from Ernie's clubhouse so you know what's involved in an evaluation, right?"

"Yeah, yeah I sure do," Mike replied with a grimace on his face, as well as the look he knew was coming across; one of betrayal. His mom had not been totally forthright with him concerning these issues and the look on her face indicated she knew that what Delaney said was true.

"What have you got there, Eric?" Mike asked his classmate looking down at the table.

"Well she, your old lady here, has to be prepared before she goes in front of the council and has the evaluation with Sonny. First," said Eric lifting the gag, "we have a stopper gag which will replace the ball gag and then we have this," he said lifting the chain with the metal alligator clips on it, "which is called the lips and nips clips, kind of catchy don't you think?"

"It sounds strange."

"Just you wait till it goes on your mom. She will be much more responsive then!"

Mike watched as his classmate removed the ball gag from his mom's mouth; the same one he had just put in her mouth only a few minutes before. In it's place was another gag that had an opening which forced his mom's jaw wide open. From one of the drawers Eric pulled out a six inch long flexible, floppy looking fake penis. It was complete with the head to the penis. After placing the gag in Mike's mom's mouth forcing her jaw wide and securing it again behind her head, he slowly stuffed a long flexible gag in her mouth and down her throat. Both boys could actually see the older woman's throat expand as the gag moved from her mouth to her throat. The things was shaped like a limp male penis, but did not appear to be a dildo. At first the woman gagged and choked. Delaney was smart enough to pull the gag out then slowly reinsert it until her throat became accustomed to the alien invasion. The youth grinned as he saw her throat actually bulge as the thick penis like tube invaded her throat.

Then Eric lifted her above the knee hemmed skirt hem and tucked it into her waistband. His mom moaned as Eric fondled her between the legs.

"She shaves her pussy, I like that a lot!" exclaimed the senior as he rubbed both her labia lips until they both began to fill with aroused blood. At the same time his fingers were coated with her juices as she moaned above him.

Neither the son nor the young man fondling the older married mother were sure if she was moaning from embarrassment or from stimulation. Part of the reason they couldn't tell was because of the stopper gag and the penis like object in her throat which kept her protests to what sounded like moans but could have been screams as well. It didn't matter because Eric grabbed the chain with the wicked looking metal alligator clips opening one of the clips wide then let it go shut on the woman's exposed right labia lip. She raised her right leg and stomped crying out in pain. She did the same thing with her left leg when he repeated the process on her left labia lip. Then he threaded the chain upwards under her skirt but over her garter belt. He pulled the hem out of her waistband and let the skirt fall back into place as he lifted her top over her big boobs. She moaned as he whistled then slowly fondled both of the dangling mounds of huge tit flesh. She stood there still held by the leash to the hook over her head helpless while the youth fondled and rubbed her boobs, playing with her nipples making them harder and swollen. He even licked and sucked her left nipple as she moaned again, this time in obvious displeasure as she was screaming through her gag uselessly. Eric sucked her nipple deep into his mouth before releasing it. The nipple had swollen until it stood out a good inch and a half from the round, heavy, torpedo head shape of her left tit. Then he attached the second set of alligator clips to her left and right nipple after proper stimulation. She wailed each time too, almost making a gurgling sound in her throat as she suffered from the four alligator clips on her body. Eric threaded the chain through the same metal loop that her leash was on and left her tits exposed as he released the leash so that she was standing there with her tits hanging out in front of her son and his classmate.

"Now, Mrs. Bergman, you will try to dislodge the alligator clips on your nipples. If you don't try I am going to yank on this chain and I am pretty sure you don't want that to happen!"

He was right about that and Sara immediately proved that by trying in vain to dislodge the clips. In the process she was putting on a real jiggle wiggle show she knew but she had little choice, either comply or suffer horrible pain. After nearly twenty minutes she stopped as she realized she had made no headway what so ever. Then Eric dropped her blouse top over her big tits and through the leash over her shoulders but held onto lips and nips clip chain...

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