Maria Hayward
In the back of my mind, I knew seeing my son being blown by Cali, the purple-eyed and busty maid he now owned, was weird. Strange. I should have been angry, I supposed, but I just felt so calm.
I wanted to accept that he owned Cali. That he had inherited her like he had the manor and the money. That part of me felt weird that he should be able to inherit a woman, but that urge to just... believe it was so strong.
It was like at my wedding to my husband when his older brother, Mortimer, had shown up with his maids. They had just... done things and no one cared save my husband. It just felt normal for a man to have women pleasuring him before us.
I never quite understood why it had angered my husband so much.
I missed him. Especially at night when I lay alone in bed. He wasn't there any longer. Life had taken him away from me. When I dozed, hovering between dreams and awake, I would reach across the bed, expecting to touch him. I would wake up in a panic that he was gone then remember...
Lance was so much like his father.
I thought of my son. He had grown into a handsome, young man. His hair was brown instead of black, but he looked so much like my husband. Strong and confident. Remembering the maid bobbing her head on his cock filled my mind.
It was something a mother shouldn't see, but I was glad that I had. I was thrilled that I had witnessed that mouth bobbing up and down my son's cock. Just working up and down him. Nursing on him with such passion.
Right now, he was losing his virginity to Cali. I smiled, it felt right even if it was wrong. I stared at the ceiling and wondered if he was as good a lover as his father.
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Lance Hayward
"My mother," I croaked to Cali as I gripped the silver garter. The cloth felt almost warm in my hand. "I give this to my mother, and she's my... maid?"
"Mmm, you will own her like me," said Cali. "She will obey you and love you. She will nurture you. Pleasure you. She will want to serve you. The spells on the garters are powerful magics. Trust me, your mother is perfect for this garter. Perfect to be your Mommy Maid."
I swallowed. "And what about my sister?"
"The pink one is good for her," Cali said, which wasn't the answer to the question I expected. I wanted to ask how she would accept our mother being bound to me. "But let's claim your mother first, Master Lance."
I shuddered at those words. My dick throbbed as I sat naked on my bed. The air smelled of salty cum and her spicy pussy. I had just lost my virginity to her. Just made love to my first woman. Cali wasn't Bella, but things had never progressed beyond being friends, had they?
Cali grabbed my cock and stroked me. I twitched in her hand. She pumped her fist up and down my dick. I groaned as she did that. It felt incredible. I gripped the silver garter. She made it sound like Mom would...
"Imagine sliding this magnificent cock into the pussy that birthed you," Cali purred, her purple eyes so bright with her lust. Her big boobs swayed as she stroked my throbbing cock. "Doesn't that sound amazing?"
I groaned as that impulse to fuck my mother swelled in me. It was such a forbidden thing to do. It was so wrong. "She's my mother! It's incest."
"Mmm, go to her," Cali said, her thumb rubbing at the crown of my dick. Pleasure surged down my shaft. "Make love to your mother. She must be so lonely without your father. She's ready to be claimed by you. Give her the silver garter and claim her as your Mommy Maid. Own her, Master Lance."
Her words had me shuddering. I wanted to, but this was such a huge step. There was no way Mom would be controlled by a garter. Even if it was a match for the golden one that Cali wore. Even if she served me. She was... strange.
She slipped off the bed and, holding me by the cock, gently pulled on me. I found myself shifting then slipping off the bed, too. I gripped the silver garter, the cloth tingling in my hand. This was insane. My heart thundered a mile a minute. My beat pulsed up the cock she held.
Cali strode before me. She still wore her heels, my cum running down her inner thighs to the top of her white stockings and the gold garter. One of the nylons had a run in it from our fun. Her hips swayed from side to side, her ass so plump.
She was a gorgeous woman. Mature. A MILF, I supposed. Like Mom.
"Damn," I whispered beneath my breath. I was being pulled closer and closer to the door. "Goddamn, this is happening."
She opened the door and we slipped out into the dark hallway of my suites. There were eight doors down this hallway, two bathrooms and six bedrooms. The first door was my little sister Kylie's room. We passed her and reached Mom's room beyond her.
Kylie found the manor unsettling. She didn't like all the strange artwork of mutated humans and shadowy demons. There was something... eerie about this place, but not in my suite. This place felt like a normal home. Modern not ancient. A refuge.
We reached my mother's door, my dick twitching in Cali's hand. I raised my hand and knocked on the door out of reflex. Then my cheeks burned. "Wait, I'm naked."
"You're the Master of Hayward Manor," said Cali. "You don't have to knock. You can go around naked. This is your domain.
Cali opened my mother's door and threw it open.
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