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                                       A  MOTHER'S  GAMBLE
                                                          
                                               by

                                              King




                                                              
Chapter Three: The Piercing, Tattooing, Branding and Modification
of a
               sex slave/Doggy Bitch Mommy






I woke up in a haze the next morning. As I tried to get off the
bed, I was totally bewildered when I realized that I was
completely naked without my usual sleep-ware and I was restrained
by a leash attached to a collar around my neck to the bedpost. I
became wild awake when I saw my naked young son sleeping next to
me, and then everything that had occurred in the last 24 hours
came rushing back to me like a tidal wave. A surge of
unbelievable happiness almost overwhelmed me as I felt my sore
and tender bottoms still pink and crisscrossed with at least two
dozen red welt marks from last night's spanking, caning and
whipping by my son, my master. As I watched my handsome young son
sleeping so peacefully like an angel, I just couldn't imagine he
was the same boy who had harshly rained countless punishing blows
and vicious lashes to the tender supple flesh of my asscheeks
last night. I just couldn't help myself as I leaned forward and
kissed my sleeping son tenderly on the forehead with motherly
love. Then slowly I kissed my way downward until my lips pressed
tenderly against my angle child's. I kissed my son on the lips
lovingly at first and then with increasing lust as I thrust my
tongue inside his mouth. My son slowly awakened by my lusty
probing tongue in his mouth. He retuned my kiss by grinding his
lips to mine and suckling my tongue so hard as if he wanted to
swallow it down his throat. My son grasped my hair and forced my
head down to his crotch and thrust his enormous penis all the way
down to my throat in one plunge and then proceeded to fuck my
mouth.

"Is this what you want? You horny bitch!" My son shouted, and
then he was fucking my mouth even harder. Just after a few more
deep thrusts he ejaculated when the mushroom head of his penis
just lodged at the entrance to my throat, my son's red-hot sperm
spraying straight down to my stomach. After he finished cuming, I
expected him to withdraw his softening penis from my mouth;
instead, my son proceeded to urinate straight down my throat as
well. 

"Right down the hatch, my toilet slave! What a relief, and to
think I don't ever have to go to the bathroom first thing in the
morning to pee anymore." My son declared cheerfully.

I almost gagged as my son's acrid burning urine pouring
relentlessly straight down my throat. His fully loaded bladder
quickly emptying into my bulging stomach. 

"Good doggy, I'm going to love waking up like this every morning
with my devoted doggy bitch Mommy to service me from now on!" My
son praised me and patted my head affectionately.

I was really happy that I had made my beloved son, my master
happy and at the same time received his sperm and his piss as my
reward. I only wished the next time my son won't ejaculate and
piss straight down my throat thus bypass my tongue, both his
sperm and warm urine should be much more delicious and tastier
when I could savor them with me tongue.   


"Thank you my darling son for bestowing your grateful doggy bitch
Mommy your precious life-given seed and your delicious golden
fluid to drink. It was my greatest honor to service you, my
master, my owner!" I declared thankfully.

"Well said, my doggy bitch Mommy."  My master praised me. And
then he looked at me lovingly and caressed my cheeks tenderly
both as a son and a lover. 

"A very good morning to you my beautiful Mommy. I love you. I'm
going to love sleeping with you at night and then waking up with
you in the morning from now on, my darling sexy Mommy." My son
said joyously.

My heart was bursting with joy and love for my darling son. It
was indeed a good morning, in fact a beautiful morning. I wish I
could wake up like this with my beloved son, my master for the
rest of my life!


We ate a hasty breakfast. While my son was fully dressed for
school and eating his food on the dinning table, I ate mine from
a bowl underneath on the floor, tied naked with a leash to the
table leg by my dog collar. While we were having our separate
breakfast above and below the dinner table, somehow my son and I
maintained a steady but quite unorthodox conversation between us.
He reminded me to take care of my IDU and he would take me to the
tattoo shop after he came home from school. He French-kissed me
good-bye and gave my naked and unprotected sore asscheeks couple
of painful smacks before his departed for school. I cleaned up
the breakfast dishes and did some house work all in the nude.
Then I took a shower afterwards. I was so glad that my
considerate son, my master recanted his order for me to clean my
asshole only on the grass. Well, until I mastered the technique
of cleaning my asshole with my own tongue, it would be quite
impossible to clean a dirty asshole without hands and water after
it was pierced and ringed anyway. I went into my bedroom, now my
son's room to put on a very short low cut sexy black dress, white
garter-belts, black nylons and a pair of 4 inches high-heel shoes
and nothing else, the clothes that my son picked out for me. I
was ready to see my Gynecologist.

My Gynecologist, Dr. Ann Taylor was an attractive petit brunette
in her late thirties. She stared appreciatively at me in my sexy
ensemble and told me how beautiful I looked. She was very
surprised when she found out that I wanted to remove my IUD she
had replaced only two months ago. I told her I was getting
married and wanted to get pregnant.

"Congratulations, Susan! And how is your handsome son, Bobby?"
She asked.

I knew what she really meant was how my son felt about my
impending marriage. She knew I was absolutely devoted to my son,
and we were very close to each other since his father`s untimely
death. I couldn't help but turned a little pink with embarrassed
excitement and told her glowingly that my son was overjoyed about
his mother's second marriage and totally approve of my future
husband. And it was absolutely the truth.

I was in position, laying on the examination table with my thighs
wide spread and my legs on the stir-ups. When Dr. Taylor sat
between my wide spread legs with a vagina spreader, I wondered
what she would think of the whip and cane marks on my thoroughly
spanked pinkish asscheeks. I only hope she won't over react and
referring me to battered women's shelter right away or something
of that nature.

"How adorable and deliciously naughty!" Dr. Taylor exclaimed, and
touched my abused pink round ass tenderly and then traced my
still slightly painful welts delicately with a finger. 

"The man you're marring did this to you, of cause." She said
knowingly with a smirk and then added, "Apparently, Susan, your
new life-style agrees with you, you dress sexier and you looked
so happy and radiant, like a different person since the last time
I saw you. However, both as your doctor and your friend, I have
to caution you about such relationships. Can you trust this guy
not to let thing go out of hand?" Dr. Taylor said with concern
but she seemed totally comfortable about my submissive and
masochistic sexual deviancy.

The uncharacteristic reaction to my abused buttocks by the
usually straight-laced and serious Dr. Taylor took me by complete
surprise. But a very pleasant surprise nevertheless, and got me
to contemplate what all this could possibly lead to. If Dr.
Taylor seemed very delighted and thrilled for me being spanked
and whipped harshly by my future husband, she just might tolerate
and even accept the relationship between my son and me, without
rushing to the authority crying child sex abuse with the
information! 

Ever since I accepted and even embraced the fact that my son
would truly and definitely pierce, ring, tattoo and brand his own
name on the most feminine places on his own mother's body. I was
worried whom could I go to for gyn. problems in the future
without exposing my sex slave Mommy status. And besides, I really
would need a good Gynecologist like Dr. Taylor to deliver litters
of incestuous babies I knew my son would definitely beget in his
doggy bitch Mommy's womb by impregnating me continuously with his
potent seeds through out the remainder of my child bearing years.
Dr. Taylor and I always had a good doctor and patient
relationship; we even became casual friends. In the past, I had
never looked upon her as anything else other than my friend, the
Gynecologist, but no longer. And ultimately, Dr. Taylor might
just be the answer to my prayer. If I ever should need her
services in the future, I just knew I had to reveal my true
relationship with my son to her sooner or later. I might as well
dropping a hint here and there right now.

"Ann, I trust him with my life. As a matter of fact, I have known
him all his young life. I love him with all my heart and I have
no debt what so ever he loves me just as much in return." I
assured Dr. Taylor with passionate assertion. I only wished I
could tell Ann I was really talking about my own beloved son.

"You sly bitch, so, he is a dominating young lover, yes?" Ann
asked with a smirk.

My tactic was working. I had a feeling that Ann thought my lover
could be closer to my son's age, or may even be a girl friend's
son. Just what I hoped for, and she seemed to be very receptive
to my sexual subservience, may be I could press even a little
further without offending her. 

"Yes, he is so much younger then me, and oh so masterful. My son
was in on the whole thing from the very beginning. He makes sure
I'll be okay. And you knew my son, and what a very sensible young
man he is. So you see, there is absolutely nothing to worry
about, and my son will take very good care of me." I reassured
Dr. Taylor purposefully.

"What did you mean you son was in on the whole thing from the
very beginning? " Dr. Taylor asked with surprise.

I anticipated Ann would ask just that. So far I hadn't told her
any lies, and I didn't want to if I could help it. I only hoped
that I won`t reveal too much of my secret, and Ann won`t be too
shocked or even repulsed by it.

"Well. . . Actually, my son had to know everything since my
future husband was training me to be his sex slave! And most of
the time, I was collared and leashed totally naked on my hands
and knees crawling around the house and I was often punished
during the course of my training. And you have seen the evidence
on my asscheeks.  I told Bob I'm happier now than I ever have
been in my entire life and being a sex slave is all I wanted to
be for the rest of my life. My son raised no objection as long as
I'm happy, and he is delighted and extremely excited that I
finally found what I was looking for. My darling son promised me
he would always stand by me and watch out for me."

"Oh wow! You really want to be a sex slave for the rest of your
life? And all these years I have known you, I never suspected.
You're the last person I would have guessed to develop or harbor
such submissive tendencies. I have to meet this young man who
changed your life around and put such a radiant glow on your
beautiful face. You were always beautiful, but now, you're simply
just dazzling." Ann declared and looked at me obviously with
desirously admiration. 

"Thank you, Ann. I'm so happy now that I wanted to shout and
dance for joy all the time. My young man brought out the
submissive and masochist penchant within me, and I'll forever
indebted to him and thankful to have him in my life. And all of
it couldn't have ever happened without my wonderful son`s total
support and encouragement!" I said fervently. 

"Susan, are you in actual fact telling me that young Bobby is
really happy about his mother being a sex slave? Did your son
ever actually watch you crawling on the floor naked? And has he
witnessed your punishments too?" Ann asked me with a smirk and a
speculative leer in her eyes.

"I felt I'm truly blessed, to have a marvelous son like my Bob to
look after my well being. Well. . .he had to make sure I was
treated right and no real harm ever came to me. So he always
participated in my sex slave training. Oh yes, my darling son not
only had led my by a leash attached to my dog collar, crawling on
my hand and knees totally naked, he also had spanked and whipped
my ass many times too!" I confessed my depraved incestuous
behavior to Ann eagerly. 

Ann was not shock or even surprised by my revelation. And what I
saw was contemplation and not condemnation on Ann's lascivious
face. I was quite certain now Ann won't have any problem
regarding to the incestuous relationship between my son and I,
and even when it was the most immoral and perverted kind.   

With velvety sexy voice I told Dr. Taylor suggestively, "I am
sure you will like my very handsome young man, Ann. And we could
have lots of fun together, you know what I mean, my dear Dr.
Ann!" 

"It's really too bad I had to fly to East Coast tonight to start
my vacation and to attend a doctor's conference scheduled next
week, and won't be back until next month. But as soon as I got
back, I'll call you to set up a date immediately." Ann said
regrettably, clearly unhappy about the postponement. 

"You're definitely a juicer, aren't you, my lustful and randy
Susan!" Ann commented, obviously noticed my soaking wet vulvae
after she redirected her attention back to the job on hand. 

Ann inserted the vaginal spreader slowly into my pussy until all
ten inches of the apparatus was totally imbedded in my vaginal
tunnel then she opened the spreader gradually. I felt my vagina
expanded and stretched little by little and then finally it
turned into a giant gapping tunnel even a train could pass thru.
Suddenly, Ann pinched my prominently exposed large clitoris
really hard, I barely suppressed a loud scream that was about to
escape from my mouth, but I couldn't prevent my body from rocking
into a strong orgasm and ejaculated my feminine cum juice all
over Ann`s utterly surprised face. 

"Oh my God! It's just too amazing! Susan, you're the only woman I
know that could ejaculate like that." Ann exclaimed, and then
wiped some of my dripping pussy cream off her face with two of
her fingers. She licked her cunt juice coated fingers clean and
said, 

"Mmmmm. . .Susan, your cum juice is really delicious, the best I
have ever tasted. And your clitoris is the biggest I have ever
seen, and it`s getting bigger all the time! I have always wanted
to touch and squeeze it, and it's so sensitive and responsive! I
have to punish you severely for cumming on my face without
warning like an undisciplined and untrained slut slave!" Ann
exclaimed maliciously.

Ann stuffed some cotton gauze in my mouth and then proceeded to
punish me by pinching and pulling on my visibly throbbing erect
love button brutally. 

My screams and loud sobs were well muzzled by the gauze in my
mouth as Ann squeezed and pulled my sore and tender clit harder
and harder. She continued to torture my sensitive and abused huge
clitoris mercilessly, my whole body convulsing uncontrollably,
and I cried out again and again into the guaze with pain and
pleasure. Tears were streaking down my face and pussy juices
spraying out of my vagina profusely before I passed out from
overwhelming emotions. When I regained conscious, Ann told me
with a well-satisfied smile on her face that she had her fill
with my most delectable cunt juice. 

"I still can`t believe how your clitoris could have grown so huge
with just a little pinching and squeezing! And how much sex
fluids was coming out of your cunt!" Ann exclaimed with
amazement.

"What fun I could have with you if only we have more time right
now, my little slut slave. Did Bob really participated in all of
your activities? Oh yes, how I love to see you submit to your own
young son! God, I wish I don't have to leave tonight!" Ann said
regrettably and then she showed me my almost brand new IDU just
removed from my cervix and told me I was ready for breeding now.
I was really tempted to tell her who was going to breed me. Well,
she would find out soon enough.

Before I left Dr. Taylor's office, she kissed me passionately on
the mouth, then she told me she had a most wonderful time with
me, and that I was a most remarkable pain slut. She only wished
we had more time and really looking forward to our next get
together. I asked her to bring along the virginal spreader, so my
young man could enjoy looking deep into my widespread pussy. And
Ann suggested salaciously that my young man could also use the
vaginal spreader to explore my other more discreet opening. I
blushed with embarrassed excitement and purposely revealed to her
the extent of my deviant incestuous relationship with my son by
informing her that my son would definitely love to use the
spreader to explore my other hole too. To my immense delight, Ann
said that she would also bring a uterine probe, a medical
instrument with a miniature camera fitted at the end of a long
elastic tubing that could snake all the way pass the cervix to
probe inside the womb. The miniature camera could also transmit
crystal clear color pictures on to a monitor for detail
examinations. 

Then Ann looked at me leeringly with lustful eyes, and with the
lewdest and wickedest tone of voice she said,  

"Susan, I just know young Bobby will love the uterine probe even
more. Although the instrument is called a uterine probe, it can
also be used to probe into other bodily orifices and cavities as
well!" 

My body was trembling and shaking violently with an intense
orgasm when I heard the implications of the most perverse use of
the uterine probe. And Ann had actually suggested that my own son
should use it to explore my rectal passage was just too
incredible. My cunt juices were dripping profusely down my inner
thighs. When Ann noticed rivulets of pearly drops of my cunt
cream visibly dripping down pass the hemline of my short dress,
and she forbid me to wipe it off. 

"Wait till I get back, you perverted wanton bitch. Now, go out
there and show everyone what a cum leaking filthy sluttish whore
you are!" Ann ordered

Ann smacked my asscheeks real hard couple of times and then she
forced me out of her private office into the crowded reception
lobby. 

I rushed out of the building in great embarrassment with Ann's
shaming remark still ringing in my ears. I couldn't wait to tell
my son about Dr. Taylor and her miniature camera. I knew my son
would love to probe and explore the deepest recess of my
reproductive sex organ as well as the dark bowels of my shit tube
thoroughly. I just bet he would first expend my rectal passage
fully with the vaginal spreader, and then examine and inspect the
inner most reaches of my rectum with the uterine probe to observe
how the shit was coming out of his mother's asshole!

Bob took me to see Frank, the tattoo shop owner and the father of
his 10th grad classmate, Tony. I was very worried and even
terrified for someone like a tattoo artist to gain knowledge of
the true situation between my son and I. I didn't voice my fear
to Bob, since I knew he was so determine to do this. But I did
ask him to be cautious. However, my son kept reassuring me that
Frank could be trusted. As long as we acted causally and behavior
naturally on our first encounter, and everything would be all
right. Of cause we wouldn't tell Frank everything that my son
wanted to do to my body all at once. And if we sensed that Frank
was not receptive or even repugnant to some of my son's more
extreme objectives, he would have to postpone or even abandon
them for now.  And if worst come to worst, according to my son, I
just had to put out a little for Frank and maybe even for any
other employees who's in on the secret and everything would be
all right. 

There was nothing sleazy about the place, and not at all what I
imagined a tattoo parlor would look like. In fact, the whole
establishment was very high-tech and extraordinary clean. Frank
put me at ease right away with his courteous manner and friendly
chats as he escorted us to his private office. After I told him
hesitantly with great embarrassment that I wanted to pierce and
ring my nipples and pussy lips, Frank looked at me intensely for
a moment and then looked intently at my young son who seated next
to me. Not until Bob was shifting in his chair nervously, Frank
beamed his insightful eyes at both of us with a knowing smile on
his face. I instinctively knew Frank realized that my son and I
were having an incestuous relationship. I was alarmed but not
panicky, because I saw only understanding and even indulgence,
without a trace of condemnation on his benevolent genteel face. 

Frank must have noticed the apprehensive expression on my face
and said gently to me with a reassuring smile. 

"Your secret is quite safe with me, Mrs. Knight." 

Even though Frank was a total stranger, but I instinctively knew
that I could trust him. 

"May I call you Susan?" Frank asked me politely.

After I consented, Frank told us to call him 
by his first name so that everyone would feel more comfortable. 

"Is that all you wanted done, Susan? How about a tattoo or two on
a discrete location?"  Frank asked solicitously.

I glanced at my son in order to seek his guidance.

Frank looked back at my son keenly with heightened interest. To
my amazement there were both admiration and envy in his
expression.

"I should have asked you that question instead of your mother,
Bob, since you`re the dominating partner in your relationships.
Last time you were here, I remembered distinctly that you had
shown an extraordinary amount of interest in the computerized
tattoo and laser-branding machines. You indicated earlier that
you have no intention of getting a tattoo or a piercing what so
ever for yourself, do you want anything else done to your
mother?" Frank asked my son directly.

Bob was caught off guard and totally surprised by Frank's
remarks, and asked Frank uncertainly. 

"How did you figure out that my mother and I . . . I. .  ? I
thought we acted quite naturally, didn't we? I even had mother
removed her dog collar before we came here." 

"Well, just lots of little things, like a gesture here and a look
there. But don't be alarmed, outwardly, you two looked very much
like a normal mother and son. I have lots of experience with
couples like you " Frank answered, and then he looked at me and
said, 

"Susan, as I told you before, your secret is quite safe with me.
I have many incestuous friends and I'm very discreet." After a
poignant pause, Frank continued.

"I have to be frank with you both, the minute you two walked into
the shop, I began to look for tell-tail signs of incest." He
laughed at the predictable shock and puzzlement on our faces. He
smiled and looked at me intensely for a moment and said,

"It was no mystery, Susan, you reminded me of another young
mother who's in an incestuous relationships with her two young
sons. Actually, your resemblance to her was really uncanny, just
like you, she is also a sexy beautiful blonde about your age and
height. And even more incredible is that her name just happens to
be Susan too!" And then Frank spoke with some mystique, "Susan, I
think you and her have a lot in common." 

"Frank, could you please tell me more about this other Susan?" I
asked Frank impulsively. Even though I hadn't even met this
Susan, I already felt a strong kinship with her.  

"I'm a very good friend of the King family. So everything said
here are to be under strict confidence. Outwardly, The Kings are
the most normal and lovingly handsome family. Last time I saw
them it was about three months ago, Susan was over the moon, she
just gave birth to twin girls fathered by her oldest son Mark,
and almost immediately afterwards, she was impregnated by her
youngest son Tommy. I met Susan and her young sons through a
tattoo artist friend of mine about a year ago. My friend has done
a most beautiful job of piercing, tattoo, and even branding and
other body modification on her all by the requests and
instructions of her two under-aged boys. They even had my friend
pierced and ring their mother's asshole as well as her pussy lips
so that they could secure her most private orifices with locks!
The most amazing thing to me was the boys looked like little
cherubs not unlike your Bob here, only a little younger, but they
were actually training their mother to be their sex slave, and
the little rascals were only just thirteen and twelve years old
then!" Frank said and there was still a trace of amazement in his
voice after all this time.

"I'm going to impregnate my mother again and again so that she is
going to give birth to many baby brothers and sisters for me. I
also wanted to put locks in my mother's asshole and I planed to
do something very special to her clit too. My beautiful mother
already is my sex slave! And I'm training her to my pet dog!" Bob
boasted, apparently not to be out shine by two younger kids and
threw caution to the wind and divulged most of our darkest
secrets!

At first, my face turned beet-red with embarrassment by my son's
sudden revelation, followed by some trepidation, but then a surge
of extraordinary happiness warmed my entire body. Finally
someone, a relatively stranger knew almost everything about the
true relationship existing between my beloved son and me.
    
Frank looked at my son intensely for a moment with amazement and
disbelieve, and than turned to me as if looking for confirmation.


"Yes, My son is my master, my owner. I'm his sex slave and doggy
bitch." I declared proudly and joyously, and then looked at my
son worshipfully. There was nothing to hide and I knew our secret
was save with Frank no matter how perverse.

Frank looked at Bob with wonder and awe, and then exclaimed with
admiration and some envy. 
 
"I'm really impressed, Bob. You have apparently gone way beyond
master and slave play-acting in your relationship with your
mother. You little rascal, you're actually training your own
mother to be your pet dog! I don't know how you enslaved your
mother, but you now have my highest esteem. 
  
Frank praised my son by patting him on the back heartily and said
deliberately,

"Bob, I don't believe those King boys have anything over you, but
I do think you guys have lots in common, and you might want to
compare notes sometimes."

"Could we really meet with the Kings?" I asked eagerly. Just as
Frank suggested that our sons compare notes, I urgently wanted to
compare notes too with this young woman, my namesake, trained by
her own two young sons to be their sex slave. 

"Of cause, but unfortunately the Kings are visiting Susan's older
sister in Canada right now, and won't be back for another month.
As soon as they got back, I'll arrange a meeting between your two
families." Frank promised. 

Frank's genuine admiration and his heart felt accolade must have
gone to my son`s head, he was opening up to him without any
reservation. I saw Frank's face register more and more amazement
as Bob told him more and more about what he wanted to do to his
mother. When Bob described to him in detail what and how he
wanted to modify my clitoris, Frank was flabbergasted. 

"You really want to do that to your own mother's clit?" Frank
asked doubtfully.

"Of cause! Can it be done? Do you think the rod will be enough to
maintain my mother`s clit to about an inch in length and almost
half an inch in width permanently?" Bob asked.

"Can your mother's clit really be enlarge and lengthen to that
extend? Frank asked amazingly, and then added, "That I just have
to see for myself to believe!" 

"Mom has an extraordinary large clit to begin with. Her clit is
very sensitive and responsive, and with a little stimulation the
proper size and length I want her clit to maintain could be
easily achieved. You want me to demonstrate to you right now?"
Bob asked with confidence. 

In no time, I was ordered by my son to strip and standing naked
right in front of Frank with my large erect clitoris exposed to
his appreciative eyes. Bob proceeded to manipulate and torture my
sensitive love button methodically. The whole process only took
about five minutes; my clitoris became a giant bulge protruding
prominently from the top of my pussy slit resembling a miniature
penis. And all this time, I was moaning and groaning intercepted
by occasional screaming as my body was shaking and convulsing by
waves upon waves of mind-shattering orgasms induced by both
excruciating pain and great pleasure. Copious amounts of feminine
cum juices were spurting out of my vagina continuously all over
my inner thighs and dripping down my long shapely legs and on the
floor. After a few more minutes of more clit torture, I screamed
out loudly as I ejaculated onto my son's hand. He seemed satisfy
with the result and released my painfully throbbing enlarged
clitoris, and lifted his cum covered hand by my mouth. When I was
licking my own creamy cum juice shamelessly with enthusiastically
from my son's hands, Frank looked with awe at my lust consumed
face still covered with tears of joy and suffering.

"With more time and a little electrical stimulation, I could make
it even bigger!" Bob bragged.

"Wow, that was really amazing. Well, technically I suppose there
shouldn't be any problems. I could use laser for guidance to
align all the holes and the slot for the rod to pass through and
lock in place. I have no doubt with an inch long thick rod
totally imbedded lengthwise from tip to root and a large gauge
barbell inserted widthwise at the base of your mother's clitoris
will uphold the structure integrity of the modified clit and thus
ensure the permanency of the new size and length. What I really
have doubts about is that your mother's clit would be filled with
so much metal, the sensitivity and responsiveness of her clit may
be diminished greatly. And the nerve-endings may even be
seriously damaged to render your mother's clit totally inert! Are
you sure you really want to do this to your mother's clit? And of
cause, you know that this procedure is irreversible!" Frank
cautioned.  

"I don't care; it's a risk I'm willing to take. I want it done!"
Bob declared emphatically. And then he said more calmly, " My
darling Mommy's whole body is a giant erogenous zone. She even
cum when I just squeezed her nipples a little bit, but when I
spanked and whipped her asscheeks real hard, her cunt just
spraying out cum juices continuously!"

"Turn around, my doggy bitch Mommy, and show Frank your
lusciously red bottom." My son ordered.

I turned around and presented my thoroughly spanked and whipped
buttock brazenly for Frank's inspection.

"I punished her real good last night. Don't you think Mom's
asscheeks look deliciously appealing all red from spanking and
peddling. I just loved putting all those mean looking red and
pink welt marks on her ass, and I think the stripes really make
Mommy's flawless smooth cheeks even more desirable. The harder I
hit her, the harder she cum, and she just kept on begging me for
more. You know, even when I tighten the dog collar around her
neck the very first time, Mom sprayed cum juices all over the
place. My Mommy is a born sex slave and a pain slut! The real
reason I wanted to modify her clit to the size and shape I
desired is that I could lead her by her clit with a dog leash and
show my doggy bitch Mommy off to all my school friends! And of
cause I just love the idea that I could also fasten my sex slave
Mommy by her huge love button! I have a feeling that my mother's
clit will be just as responsive if not more so right after we
modify it." Bob said convincingly. 

"Frank, look at the bitch, her cunt is pouring out more cum cream
for being ordered to show her whipped ass to you!" Bob said
sardonically and then barked an order to me, "On your hands and
knees, my doggy bitch Mommy, and spread your asscheeks wide
apart!"

I was both embarrassed and extremely excited at the same time
from being ordered by my son to spread my own asscheeks and
showing my wide-open asshole to Frank. 

"Don't you think Mom's delectable asshole will look ever more
wickedly alluring pierced and ringed with a couple of locks in
it! It shouldn`t be any problems right? You told me the King boys
have put locks in their mother`s asshole." Bob asked with just a
slight concern.

Upon close assessment and inspection of my asshole, Frank
declared it's one of the most beautiful looking asshole he had
ever seen, and my anus ring was quite large and set in a deep
indentation between my ass crack just perfect for piercing and
ringing!

"Oh my God, she is trembling with orgasms and spraying cum cream
again with only a slight touch to her asshole. I see that the
issue of diminish sensation or even the possibility of inertness
to your mother's clitoris isn't quite critical now." Frank
exclaimed with astonishment.

Wrack! Wrack! Wrack! Suddenly, my son spanked my ass really hard
a few times.

"Bad doggie!" Scolded my master, and then he ordered me harshly,
"Clean up your mess at once, doggy bitch Mommy!"

I knew my son simply wanted to show Frank how much power and
control he had over his submissive slave mother. And I wanted to
make my son, my master proud of me. So I immediately lowered my
head to the floor and struck my ass way up in the air proudly.
And I started to lick up all the large and small puddles of my
feminine cum cream on the floor where I stood and kneed. After
that, I even crawling all over the office to find and lick up all
the scattered droplets of my pussy juice.

"Frank, I'm so sorry that my doggy bitch Mommy slut is splashing
and dripping pussy juices all over your office." Bob apologized
to Frank facetiously while I was doing his bidding. 

"Good Doggy!" My heart filled pleased embarrassment when my
master praised and patted me on my head like a pet dog after I
licked up all of my cum juices from the floor. 

To my absolute mortification and disgrace, even before my son
finished patting me on the head, a strong shivering pleasure like
a lighting bolt jolt through my body, I ejaculated again. Large
quantity of aromatic creamy feminine cum juice was spraying from
my love tunnel splashing on the floor right between my legs. I
lowered my utterly humiliated red face to the pussy-cream
splattered floor once again and proceeded to clean it up swiftly
with my tongue. 

"Mommy, you're such a sloppy sluttish bitch! If you do that
again, you'll be severely punished. Frank, don't you think my
darling Mommy is turning out to be a real good obedient pet dog.
But she needs lots more training though! As you can see, she is
not very disciplined, and has a very loose trigger as well as a
leaky pussy." My son declared pretentiously to my great
embarrassment and humiliation.

"I have never seen or heard anyone else could ejaculate like that
except Susan King. I'm even more amazed is the fact that your
mother can ejaculates so often and cum so much all the time!"
Frank exclaimed with wonder. After a poignant pause, Frank
acknowledged with enviously admiration to Bob,

"I'm getting more and more jealous of you for possessing such an
exceptionally beautiful sexy young woman and the fact she is also
your very own incredibly submissive mother makes it even more
perversely desirable, thus even more enviable. Oh yes, my young
friend, you're indeed to be envied by every hot-blooded American.
Hell no, even by every men in the world to be the sole owner of
such an extraordinary womanhood, a combination of beautiful sex
goddess and sluttish whore!"  

"Thank you! I know Frank, and I thank God everyday for my good
fortune. I love my mother very much. I'm going to take very good
care of my darling beautiful Mommy, my very own doggy bitch!" My
son declared passionately.

I looked at my beloved son with worshipful eyes while he was
alternately stroking and patting my blonde hair tenderly as a
loving son for his mother as well as a caring master for his pet
dog. My son bent down and kissed me very tenderly at first and
then passionately. Frank looked on and smiled indulgently at the
most improper kiss between a mother and her son.  

"Bob, I do have a solution here that will solve the problem of
your mother's leaky pussy." Frank informed Bob and showed him a
small device after my son finally lifted his mouth from my well
kissed swollen full lips.

"This is called a vagina cap, and it will seal any vaginal
opening tightly, one size fits all. The cap has a build-in
miniature air pump, and this little knob here inflates the
imbedded rubber tubing around the ridge of the cap. As you can
see, more you turn the knob this way, the rubber tubing will
inflate more thus seals any size pussy hole. Let me demonstrate
for you with your mother`s vagina." 

I was standing again with thighs wide spread. Frank placed the
vaginal cap just inside the entrance of my vagina opening, and
had my son turned the inflation knob gradually. I felt the rim of
the cap swelling and pressing against my vaginal walls. Frank
told my son to stop turning the knob just when I felt the
pressure around the entrance of my vagina almost to the point of
unbearable. Frank showed my son how to test the effectiveness of
the seal and adjustments for air pressures.

"This device is just perfect for the job! I was thinking of using
an inflatable dildo, but now I don't think it will work half as
well as this vaginal cap here." Bob said happily. 

"Oh, this little device is even better then you think. It even
comes with a tap! You probably wonder what this little round
thing in the center of the cap was, well, it's a trap door. Once
you screwed the tap in the round hole like this, the trap door
will be pushed open. And presto, you have an instant pussy juice
dispenser!" Frank declared triumphantly.

"This is really an ingenious little gadget. Just what my cum
dripping Mommy slut needs! It sure looks wickedly delightful in
Mommy's pussy, with only the little brass tap sticking out from
between her puffy outer pussy lips while the cap remain totally
hidden.  May I keep this one in her now; I hate to see my Mommy`s
delicious pussy juices being wasted anymore. Of cause I would pay
for it later." Bob said happily. 

"Just from the intoxicating aroma of her sex fluids, I bet your
mother's pussy juice must be scrumptious. The vaginal cap is on
the house, in exchange; I would love to have a glass of your
mother's delectable pussy juice." Bob bartered.

"You have a deal!" Bob promised.

With the vaginal cap snugly in position with the tap attached, my
body was quivering with orgasms when I realized from this moment
on, my sex fluids could be easily captured and collected by my
son. I physically felt my pussy juices were readily being trapped
and collected even at this very moment inside my sealed vaginal
tunnel. If my sexual stimulations were to be maintained at this
heightened level, I knew Frank wouldn't have to wait too long to
have a full glass of my pussy juice to drink. 

"The vaginal cap is really a nifty gadget; I want to buy another
one from you just for spare, Frank." Bob requested. 

"No problem, I have quite a few on hand. I'm selling it directly
for the inventor. I think it will catch on, it's getting really
popular among certain circles. And I plan to mass-produce in the
near future. Do you know a young girl invented the vaginal cap a
year ago when she was just fourteen years old! Her name is
Sidney, and she invented the device so that she can dominate her
own mother and collect her mother`s pussy juice!" Frank said to
Bob. 

"I would love to meet her! Did she train her mother to be her sex
slave too?" Bob asked eagerly.

"She and her mother indeed has a mistress and slave incestuous
lesbian relation, but not to the extent of either you or even the
King boys' level. I'm sure their situation could change
drastically if she has more contact with the likes of you three
boys!" Frank said jocosely with a smirk.

Then he looked at my statuesque naked body admiringly and said to
me directly in quite a while since the last time.

"Susan, you are a breathtakingly gorgeous young woman, with the
little tap sticking out from your pussy slit, you look even more
sinfully desirable. Please sit down, we still have a few things
to discuss." 

Before I could sit down on a chair, my son shouted, 

"Doggy sits!"

I complied immediately by kneeing on the floor with back straight
and chest out, and then set my ass down on my heels. 

"Good doggy!" My master praised and patted me on my head. When he
put his fingers on my lips, I proceeded to lick and suck my son's
digits with slavish devotions as if I was truly his pet dog upon
giving the most precious gift, a bone. Then I looked at my son,
my owner with utter adoration and affection.

"You sure got your mother well trained!" Frank exclaimed with
both admiration and envy. He was truly awed by the extent of my
submissiveness and devotion to my son. 

"By the time I'm finally finished training her, Mommy will become
a real doggy for me to own!" My son declared smugly.

"Bob, you can't be serious! Are you really going to train your
own mother to be a real dog for you?" Frank asked unbelievably.

"Of cause! Don't you think my beautiful Mommy will make a
wonderful `show dog' after she is well trained. Before we go home
from here, we'll stop by a pet store to pick up a couple of doggy
bowls and some dog food for my Mommy. And I want her to try on a
new dog collar before the custom designed one could be ordered.
Frank, do you know where can I have a platinum or silver dog
collars made? And I want a thick gold chain for a dog leash to go
with the collar. I also want to make a doggy tail for my doggy
bitch Mommy too! I thought of using some real animal fur to
fashion into a tail and glue it to a large butt plug. Do you
think it will work?" Bob asked hopefully.

Frank was taking aback considerably by what my son just said. The
implication was crystal clear; my son was really going to do the
unthinkable--turning his own mother into a dog for real. Frank
turned and looked down at me intensely with disbelieve. What he
saw on my face was only elation and joy of embracing my destiny.
And after contemplating for a few moments, a most salacious
expression appeared on his benevolent face.

"My beautiful submissive Susan, I would enjoy tremendously seeing
you totally naked, collar and leashed with a doggy tail implanted
in your ass and eating real dog food on your hands and knees from
a doggy bowl on the floor!" I shivered again with orgasms as
Frank declared lecherously to me and then he continued,

"Susan, the little girl who invented the vaginal cap you're
wearing is so angelic and beautiful, just as your young son and
the King boys are all looking so virtuous and handsome, but all
of their mothers are ended up sexually enslaved by them. Wasn't
it amazing, these young persons all seem to be most innocent and
pure, are all turn out to be most wicked and perverted little
mother fuckers! Susan, I definitely have to kowtow to your young
man, who has the galls not only turned you into his sex slave,
but also training you to be his real pet dog even right now!"
After a poignant pause, Frank continued, 

"Susan, There is no doubt in my mind that you're consenting to
everything that your son is doing to you, without any coercion
and force on his part. I know you are not only in love but
worship and devoted to you son completely." Frank turned and said
to my son, "And Bob, I believe you too love and care for your
extremely submissive mother, although in some twisted and
abnormal ways." Frank smiled at both of us and said, " I knew
both Sidney and her mother real well, and of cause I know the
King family even better. I have seen the strange relationships
worked out beautifully between parent and offspring in both
cases. That's why I wasn't even outraged by what went on between
the two of you, and I have no doubt you will be very happy with
your lives." And then Frank's tone turned serious.

"Bob, I know how desperately you wanted to show off your
beautiful mother to your schoolmates. You couldn't wait for me to
finish all the work on your mother. You're just yearning to
parade her naked by a leash attached to her modified huge
clitoris so that you can boast to all your friends that you owned
every inch of the most submissively desirable mother in the whole
school if not the world! Aren't I right, my young ignorant
friend. And you, the ever loving and subservient mother will only
eagerly let you son displaying you like a 'show dog' for all to
see without a second thought!" After a very short pause to gauge
our attentions, Frank continued gravely,

"I'm sorry to burst your fantasy bubble with a dose of reality!
The fact is Bob; those high school friends of yours are the
loosest big-mouthed cannon on earth. Oh, you probably would tell
me you'll make all of them swear on the Bible to secrecy. But the
reality is that there is always someone who would let the secret
leak out unintentionally or even deliberately. And then there are
those who couldn't wait to broadcast it to the world because
either they are envious of you or simply just want to boast to
others if they had scored with your mother! The problem you know
is because none of them has as much to lose as the two of you if
the authority ever found out what's going on. Can you imagine if
some teacher even gets hold of a rumor that you're training your
mother to be you pet dog! The consequence probably will be worst
them death for both of you. So heed my warning, Bob; don't tell
any of your friends. Promise me, okay! I hate to see your lovely
mother go to prison." 

"I promise." My son promised solemnly with utter dejection.

And I knew he'd keep his promise for he was a very levelheaded
young man. I always knew the danger of ever letting my son show
me off to his friends, but I simply just ignored the
consequences. I only thought about pleasing my beloved son and
for being the object of my owner's great pride and joy. I also
wanted all his teenaged friends to know I was really proud to be
my own son's sex slave and doggy bitch! Suddenly, I felt bereft.
I was so looking forward to the marriage ceremony to my beloved
son and now it will never take place. 

"You're both really fortunate to have come to me first and not to
the other tattoo places! Who knows what could have happened after
you told them what you want to do to your own mother, Bob!" Frank
declared horrifyingly.  

"I know we are lucky, Frank. But you were always my first choice,
and I had a feeling that I could trust you. Ahhhh. . .Frank, do
you think we could at least joint some of the BD/SM or other
sexual deviant clubs advertised on the Internet? " Bob asked
hopefully.

"Now, Bobby, don't you even dare thinking about joining any club
that's advertising on the Net or anywhere else! You have no ideas
what unscrupulous people runs the clubs, you and your mother
might be blackmailed to perform despicable acts against your
wills and ended up providing free entertainment for their patrons
or worst!" Frank warned alarmingly. And then he relaxed and even
smiled mockingly at my son and said, 

"I imagined it might just be some of the same despicable things
you have already done to your mother! But with her total consent
of cause." After a pause, Frank continued.

"Bob, when I told you that you could never tell your young school
friends, I didn't mean you can never tell anyone. You certainly
can tell the Kings or anyone who's in an incestuous relationship,
folks like that will safeguard your secrets because they have
just as much to loose as you! And now, Bob and Susan, I think
it`s the right time to reveal to you that my whole family also
practice incest. Tony has been fucking fuck his mother since he
was thirteen years old!" When Frank noticed the surprise on my
son's face, he said meaningfully to Bob, 

"Oh yes, he never told you or any of his friends! In fact, my son
and my wife are so in love with each other now, his mother is
more of a wife to him than to me. Don't be sorry for me though,
I'm very happy with my darling twelve-year-old Jenny. We belong
to this exclusive incest club, so are the King family. I'm pretty
sure you would want to join too. Our club has approximately one
hundred members made up by about forty families right now and
expending rapidly. The majority of the members engage in what you
could call straight normal incestuous sex and only about 20 %
practice some sort of BD/SM with a close relative. Bob, I know
you`ll be delighted, after you and your mother became members,
you can then display your mother like a `show dog' to your
heart`s content! But you must tune down your heavy stuff such as
whipping and other more perverse behaviors when minor children
are present. And the really good thing about the club is most
members are very board-minded and non-judgmental and no one or
any family has to join in any swapping or group activity. So for
some members, the club is just a place to be social and meet
like-minded people. The membership understandably is very
exclusive and stringent. Even with my recommendation and vouch
that the family resemblance between the two of you is too strong
for any doubt that you're definitely very closely related.
However, your background will still be checked thoroughly to make
sure you're indeed what you say you are--mother and son. A copy
of your birth certificates and a few recent color photos of you
two in some type of sexual acts will also be required along with
the application form." Frank informed us.

"How long will it take before we become members?" Bob asked
eagerly with excitation. I was also thrilled and relieved that my
son and I didn't have to hide from the whole world, we can safely
reveal our true relationship at least to the people of this
incest club. And the marriage ceremony just might take place
after all!

"I'll give you the application forms to fill out before you leave
here. It will take about three to four weeks after you provided
me with all the necessary items I mentioned." Frank said.

"Oh, that's just perfect! I probably have my doggy bitch Mommy
well trained by then!" My son exclaimed excitedly, and then asked
Frank, " How long will it take before you can finish all the
bodywork on my mother?"

"Well, before we proceed any further, I want to know Bob, are you
absolutely sure you really want everything to be permanently
installed in your mother`s body?" After acknowledged my son's
emphatically nodding of his head, he cautioned, "Just remember,
once a ring, barbells or other body jewelry pierced and installed
in your mother's nipple or pussy lips it will be forever, and
never be able to take out again!" After a short pause, Frank
continued, "I have most of the items you specified on hand, and
if you don't like or fancy what we have in store, we'll search
for the exact pieces you want from the catalogs and then order it
from our exclusive European suppliers. Of cause the rod and the
barbells needed to maintain the structure permanency of your
mother's modify clitoris along with the gold rings, all need to
be specially designed and manufactured by a lab. If there are no
unforeseen problems or ordering delays, I think I could finish
the job in about a month." Frank acknowledged. 

"I want to place a three-carat diamond on the end of the rod so
that after the entire rod is imbedded in mother's clit, the
diamond will be the crowning jewel! Can you do it here or it has
to be done by the design lab." Bob asked.

"Wow, three carats! I think it'll best for me to handle it after
the rod and other stuffs came back from the lab. I know a jeweler
who could do it." Frank said.

"That`s great! We could then go over to your jeweler and select
the diamond. Nothing but the best for my beautiful darling
Mommy!" My son declared while looking at me with pride.  
 
My heart was bursting with love and adoration for my beloved son,
my master! 

Frank lead us to the displaying cases, and pointed out the
sections for the permanent rings and said to Bob,

"Everything you wanted is made of space-age graphite-titanium
metal ally, hundred times stronger than steel. The ring designs
are outstanding and innovative, way ahead of its time, and just
as well that we won't see anything better coming along at least
in another 20 to 30 years. And the body jewelries and charms we
carry are just exquisite. Bob, I showed you the spring fitted
rings before, once the ends wedged together they formed permanent
enclosed circles, and the threads of the barbells can be epoxy so
the balls will be permanently in place." After a short pause,
Frank reminded my son once again, "Please select and choose with
extreme care Bob." 

As we walk along the displaying cases, Frank and Bob discussed
the merits and purposes of various body jewelries such as ring
sizes, gauges of barbells on display. The brilliant multi colored
balls of the barbells fascinated Bob, Frank told him they are
Lucite balls and very popular for tongue piercing and the colors
glowed in the dark. When my son heard that, he wanted my tongue
pierced with baby blue color balls to match my baby blue eyes.
And he also wanted hot-pink colored balls for the barbells in my
clit too so that he won`t have problems locating my love button
in the dark as if that will ever be a possibility after the
enormous transformation of my clitoris literally. I was never
consulted while Bob picked up numerous gold rings of different
sizes and designs and other items intended for my most feminine
and intimate openings. I never once felt any resentment, on the
contrary, I felt thankful that the rings my son selected so
meticulously would give him pleasure once installed permanently
in my most feminine places, even in my asshole! 

After the catalogs were searched and orders were placed, Bob
asked more advices regarding to my dog leash, dog collar and
doggy tail, as well as such things as vibration dildos,
butt-plugs and even bondage and discipline paraphernalia!  Due to
the relationship with my son, and the highly unusual and the most
intimate nature of my body piercing and modifications, Frank
would do everything himself and scheduled all the works in the
coming weeks to be done after closing hours. He told us since
we're going to be club members; he was going to give us a 20%
discount on all services and merchandises. And in return, my son
offered all my services free of charge excluding my pussy for
now. 

"My mother is unprotected right now, and I want to father all her
children! Frank, please feel free to use her other two holes
until I have my bitch obviously breeding." My son told Frank
unequivocally. 

In celebration of the conclusion of a good business deal, the tap
on my vaginal cap was turned on like a water faucet. My vaginal
tunnel was fill to capacity and to the amazement of Frank, my sex
fluids--a mixture of aromatic cunt juices and cum cream were
flowing from the spout not only filling two tall glasses but with
more of my sex fluids remaining untapped. 

While my son and Frank were savoring my delicious pussy juices, I
had male penises planted in both ends, Frank was fucking my
asshole and my son was fucking my mouth. Even though I loved my
own son's huge pole slamming into my rectum much more than
Frank`s ass fucking. Nevertheless, the added excitement of
knowing all my body piercing and modification were to take place
very soon, and also the fact that I was ass fucked by a man I
just met in the presence of my son put me over the edge. I cum
into my sealed vaginal tunnel again and again.

That night, my son was like a fucking love machine; I lost track
of the number of times he fucked me in all three of my orifices!
But each and every time he always pulled out either from my mouth
or my asshole so that he could solely deposited his blistering
hot semen in my pussy. His thrust was so forceful, so that with
every stroke his shaft always touched the inner most reaches of
my vaginal tunnel. And then just when his was about to cum, he
always gave a most violent final plunge, I felt the head of his
enormous penis lunging through the tiny opening of my cervix and
lodged all the way deep inside my womb. I swear I even physically
felt the bulging head of my son's sex organ as it emerging from
the neck of my uterus and spraying spurt after spurt of his
viscous creamy semen into the center of my reproductive organ--my
womb! I sensed that the walls of my womb were coated thickly at
first with creamy semen and then my fertile chamber was gradually
filling up with millions upon millions of my son's potent
life-giving sperm cells. Every time, I climaxed with my beloved
son simultaneously often with multi-orgasms, and I imagined and
even sensed that one of my eggs was penetrated by and mated with
one or more of my son's energetic wiggling sperms. As we were
really in tune with one another, each time just when he was
ejaculating deep inside my womb, my son was shouting confidently
that he was impregnating his sexy Mommy now or fucking a brother
or sister into his beautiful Mommy's flat belly right now. But
most often and repeatedly my son yelled out enthusiastically that
he was breeding his doggy bitch Mommy right now! I had no idea
how often I cum or how many orgasms I had, the numbers must be
astronomical! I was delirious with joy and happiness. I felt very
confidently too that my son indeed had planted a baby in my womb
that very night just right after my IDU was removed!


By the time my son was too exhausted to fuck me any more, my womb
had sucked his sperm laden balls totally dry! He must had cum
bucket-full, my womb and my vaginal cavities were filled to
capacity and over flowing with his potent baby making sperm. The
bed sheets were soaking with our combined sex fluids! The vaginal
cap was put in place to stop the leak and seal all my beloved
son, my owner's potent seeds inside my birth chamber in order to
facility the very first of my frequent incestuous pregnancies. 

All the piercing except my clitoris were done by the first week.
I now sporting permanent gold rings in my nipples, both inner and
outer pussy lips and even in my asshole. And a pair of the most
charming little silver bells was put in each of the smaller gold
ring before it was enclosed forever hanging from the tip of my
nipple. My tongue was double pierced and two large gauge
barbells, one with blue and the other with yellow Lucite glow
balls were inserted permanently into my delicate pink tongue!
Except for my tongue and anus piercing, all other piercing were
relatively painless and fast with the laser. The searing heat
from the laser beam cauterized the puncture holes so the healing
was relatively quick and free from infections. And the rings were
inserted immediately after each piercing. My inner pussy lips
were only pierced with a small gold ring each. But my puffy outer
pussy lips were each pierced with four large gold rings inside
and secured tightly with four small beautiful designed
gold-plated locks with only the brass tap of the vaginal cap
stuck out within the tightly enclosed puffy pink lips. My asshole
was pierced with four small gold rings spaced evenly around the
perimeter of my anal ring. Although my asshole was still
unsecured, but was almost always sealed by a large vibrating butt
plug. Two tiny but strong expensive custom made locks were
ordered for my asshole.

All my tattoos were completed by the end of second week. It was
done the old fashion way, by tattoo needles and colored inks but
with computer guidance. Although the puncture wounds were
minuscule, but tattoos was more time consuming and substantially
more painful than piercing with the laser. But I loved it much
more though, particularly when it was administered to the soft
creamy skin of the under-curves of my large breasts and the most
tender and delicate pink tissue of my inner pussy lips. Even
though I enjoy the experience, I wished my son would  brand my
delicate inner lips along with my bulging outer pussy lips.

My brandings followed immediately where my tattooing had left
off. I was both thrilling and fearful about it at the same time.
And as it turned out, laser branding was no more painful than
laser piercing. I wanted to experience the pain of being branded,
but all the areas marked off for branding were anesthetized just
beforehand to ensure that I was motionless during precision
branding. There was only a minimal smell of burning flesh. And
the most delicate task was the branding of the softest and most
tender tissues of upper-curves of my creamy breasts and my pink
and puffy outer pussy lips. A special healing ointment were
applied to all branded flesh immediately afterwards to make sure
all cauterized tissues were to heal faster and smoother.  

Ever since the brandings healed completely three day later, I
just couldn't help myself from tracing the indentations
incessantly which formed the letters of my beloved son's names
branded deeply into the flesh of my breasts, pussy and asscheeks!


On the upper swelling curves of my right breast, My son's first
name 'BOB' was seared into flesh of the breast to about one
millimeter in depth, and the words 'SLUT SLAVE' were tattooed
onto the creamy soft skin of the under curves of the same breast.
 In a similar fashion, my son's last name "KNIGHT" was branded
into the upper curves of my left breast and the words `DOGGY
BITCH" were tattooed onto the under curves of the same breast. My
son's first and last name were also branded vertically about one
millimeter in depth into the permanently denuded delicate pink
flesh of my right and left puffy meaty outer pussy lips
respectively. The same words, `SLUT SLAVE' and `DOGGY BITCH' had
been tattooed on the soft under-curves of my breasts, were also
tattooed onto the delicate tissues of my left and right inner
pussy lips respectively, only this time vertically. About half an
inch tall and in capital letters, the words "PRIVATE PROPERTY OF"
were tattooed just above my tailbone, and these words were very
artistically bordered by tattooing in barbwire-like fence that
had the appearance of a signpost. And just beneath the
`sign-post', in inch tall block letters, my son's first and last
name were branded, this time about two millimeters deep into the
unblemished soft alabaster skin of the upper curves of my right
and left ass cheeks respectively. 

The brandings were then coated with bright red and orange
incandescent colors that glowed in the dark. Anyone would be able
to read my son`s name on the most feminine and private places of
his own mother's naked body clearly from a great distance, either
from my front or my back and no matter it's day time or night
time! And just above my permanently denuded pubis was an
eloquently tattooed outlines of a voluptuous big breasted figure
of a woman on her hands and knees, collared and leashed with a
tail between her ass. My name, `SUSAN KNIGHT' was tattooed inside
the figure to denote it's representation. And right underneath
the figure were the words: "Sex Slave/Doggy Bitch" tattooed in
black ink, and right underneath that, in slightly larger capital
letters: `MOMMY', was tattooed in blood red color almost right on
top of my soon to be modified clitoris. 


The inch long pencil thick graphite-titanium rod finally arrived
by the end of the third week with a brilliantly cut marquise
diamond bonded to one end, along with the rest of my
clit-modification ensemble. My large clitoris was first
stimulated by hand and then with electrical charges until it
enlarged and elongated to about half an inch in thickness and
just over an inch in length. Frank stuck a syringe in my now
enormous clitoris and plumped 2 cc of Lidocaine inside to render
it totally numbed within a few minutes while still maintaining
it`s size and shape for permanent modification. After my clitoris
was careful measured and marked, all the lateral holes were
pierced with laser beams, first with the bigger hole at the base
of the clit for the barbell. Then two more identical sizes holes
for the thick gold rings, one in the middle and the other close
to the tip of the clitoris. According to Frank, the most critical
part was drilling a hole quarter inch in diameter dead center
from the tip and straight down along the entire length of the
inch long clitoris just deep enough to reach the base but not
beyond! 

"The advantage of the laser beam technology will be so apparent
especially for such a large hole I`m about to make. As it pierces
and penetrates deep into the flesh of your mother's clitoris, the
laser cauterized the fresh wound at the same time." Frankstated.

Frank explained to us step by step as he worked on my clitoris.
He told us that once the lengthwise hole was made, the structure
support and maintenance metals for my clitoris and the decorative
jewelries could be fitted right away. The shaft of the barbell
was inserted through the hole at the base of my clitoris with the
locking slot face up and centering the rod so that equal amounts
of thread-lined ends were protruding from both sides of my thick
clitoris. Next, a very thick gold ring about half an inch in
diameter with a hole large enough for the rod to pass though was
inserted into the middle hole. And then the smaller but equally
thick ring fitted with a pair of silver bells inserted into the
hole near the top of my clitoris. After the holes of both gold
rings and the locking slot in the middle of the barbell were all
lined up precisely, the rod was slowly and carefully inserted
vertically down the center of my rigid clitoris. The
multi-grooved end of the rod passed through the holes in the
bands of the gold rings all the way down and firmly lodged in the
locking slot of the barbell. The entire rod was totally imbedded
inside my clitoris now with only the sparkling diamond
conspicuously atop my lengthened clitoris. After making sure
everything was properly in place, Frank got a firm grip on the
diamond and gave the rod a strong push and a forceful twist. A
faint click was heard ensuring that the rod had been finally and
irreversibly snapped into place and permanently anchored by the
barbell inside my clitoris forever! After that, the ends of each
gold rings were wedged together individually to form two enclosed
circles permanently inserted and hanging from my clitoris. And
finally a pair of hot-pink glow balls was permanently screwing
onto each end of the epoxy coated threads of the barbell shaft
protruding from the base of my clitoris. The permanent
modification of my crown jewel was complete!

After my son filled two tall glasses of my cunt juices by just
turning on the tap of my vaginal cap; I felt a great relief of
the painful pressures exerted on my grossly over-capacitated
vaginal tunnel. Frank suggested that I should have a drink to
celebrate with them for the completion of my bodywork and for
being such an outstanding trooper. To the amazement of Frank,
there was enough cunt juice still remaining in my vaginal tunnel
to almost fill the third glass. All three of us made numerous
toasts with my cunt juices, and mostly were to Frank for a job
well done. And my modified huge clitoris forever unobstructed and
relentlessly protruding straight out from the top of my pussy
slit was also the object of many happy well-deserved toasts. My
newly sparkling bejeweled modified crown jewel was indeed a sight
to behold. And to our collective relieved, the responsiveness of
my modified clit was gradually coming back. 

Afterwards, they doubt teamed me. I lay on top of my son with his
huge penis buried to the hilt in my pussy, while Frank slowly
shove his penis into my asshole. It was a wonderful and strange
feeling to have two penises seesawing in and out of both of my
holes only separated by a thin membrane and particularly when one
of the penis belonging to my own son. But the most amazing
feeling was the continuous rubbing of  my son's penis along the
length of my love button. Because of my custom-built clitoris had
a much more extensive reach now, it was like a 'giant' female
penis constantly in touch of my son's huge male penis as it
plunging in and out of my vagina. What a great joy to discover
that my clitoris still had feelings after it was filled up with
so much metals. I looked down at my son's handsome sweaty lustful
face, my heart overfilled with love and passion for him as a
mother and a sex slave. I embraced him as tightly as I could with
all the love in my heart and I rained passionate kisses all over
his endearing young face as I overcame by multiply orgasms. Frank
withdrew his penis from my rectum and came around to the front.
My son flipped me over without breaking our joining. He was
pounding my pussy with urgency while I cleaned Frank's shit
streaked penis only a couple of feet away from his intense
laboring face. My son gave a final lunge and forced his entire
penis crown spear headed deep into the warm chamber of my uterus,
and just as he was ejaculating his life giving sperm directly
into my fertile womb, Frank deposited every drop of his semen
into my wide open mouth. It was so thrilling to have my son
watching me so closely swallowing another man's semen down my
throat.

My permanently modified, pierced, ringed and bejeweled enormously
huge clitoris was perpetually prominently protruding form the top
of my constantly locked up pussy slit was now my pride and joy.
My son loved my new and improved crown jewel so much, he spend
lots of time playing homage to my enormous clitoris by fondling,
stroking and squeezing it at first, then he licked and sucked on
my stiff love button like a Popsicle. And finally, he swallowed
my entire clitoris rings and all into his mouth and bathed it
with his copious saliva. And during all this time, I just kept on
quivering and shaking incessantly with non-stop orgasms. Instead
of becoming less responsive or even worst as we fretted at first,
my modified clitoris, to our great surprise, turned out to be
even more sensitive and quicker to respond than ever before. And
now, instead of clipping a leash to my dog collar, he clipped the
dog leash to the middle large clit ring and leading me around the
house and backyard by my modified huge clitoris most of time now!
I couldn't even began to describe the overwhelming emotion and
sensation surging through my body as my fifteen-year-old son
leading me on a dog leash, his own birth mother by her enormous
clitoris. 

My son decided he wanted me to be totally naked at all times from
now on while at home. He didn't want any article of clothing to
distract or hinder the glorious displaying of my piercing,
tattoos, brandings and other body works. 

When my custom designed dog collar along with my new dog leash
were made and shipped to us, my son removed the old leathered dog
collar and put the new collar snugly around my neck and locked it
with a padlock. He clipped on the leash to my new dog collar and
paraded me around and around the house either had me walking
behind him as a slave girl or crawling in front of him on my
hands and knees as a pet dog. My son loved the looks of my new
gold chain-linked dog leash so much when it was clipping on to my
enormous clitoris, he wanted my clit to be leashed at all times.
He even considered attaching my new dog leash to my clitoris
permanently!  Furthermore, when I wasn't fastened by my doggy
collar to some fixtures, he wanted to fasten me by my clitoris.



Bob said he would order an identical silver chain-linked dog
leash for my silvery platinum dog collar right away. And then
both my graceful slender neck and my modified huge clitoris would
then be fastened at the same time to some designated `hitching
posts' around the house and in the backyard, such as the table
legs, bed posts or even the fence by the flower beds. Until the
silver leash arrived, my gold leash would only be unclipped from
my clit when my son wanted to lead me by my collar. When I was
not being led around or fastened either by my clit or my neck, my
golden dog leash was always attached to my clitoris and pulled
between my legs from behind. My son always pulled the leash very
hard to create a strong tension until my perpendicularly erect
clitoris bent downward at least into a 45-degree angle. Then the
leash was lifted between my asscheeks with such force the
chain-links of the leash wedged firmly in my ass crack to render
a golden thong-like appearance! And finally, the golden leash was
wrapped tightly around my waist couple of times to maintain the
tension on my clitoris. When I went out, my golden dog leash was
pulled out from under my dress through a small-reinforced opening
in the back of the dress and then wrapped around my waist like a
fashionable decorative belt! 

My son never removed the new dog collar off my neck ever since he
put it on and secured it with a silver padlock, and I had to wear
it wherever I went just like my dog leash now. Fortunately, the
new wide-band shimmering platinum dog collar resembled a designer
choker, and for the undiscerning eyes, that's exactly what it is.
Even though my dog collar had a large brass ring in front for my
gold chain-linked dog leash to clip onto and a small silver
padlock on the side, to the general public, it was just a new
style or an outlandish fashion statement. However, every time
when I walked down the aisle of the supermarket with a shopping
cart, or anywhere in a public place with or without my son, I was
the center of attention. Well, with the revealing sexy clothes
picked out by my son to put on my voluptuous body, and the eye
catching shimmering platinum dog collar around my neck, I knew I
made a spectacularly appealing picture. Even though Bob still
kept insisting that branding his name on his own mother's breasts
was not against the law. I was so glad that my son listened to
Frank that we had to be more circumspect, so that my street
dresses and blouses were not so low cut nowadays after the
branding of my breasts. But the scooping neckline of this dress
was still low enough to allow partial glimpses of my son's name
branded prominently on the upper tender swells of my breasts.
However, the bouncing and undulating of my large breasts under
the dress and the poking of my constantly erect nipples against
the fabric of the flimsy dress enlighten everyone that I was
clearly braless. One could occasionally even make out the faint
outlines of the rings pierced through my nipples. And now, my
ensemble in conjunction with the nonstop ringing of the silver
bells in my nipples and clitoris with every little movement I
made and each step I took no wonder I drew all the attentions
wherever I went. If only the on-lookers knew the very fetching
and fashionable gold chain-linked belt I wore around my 24-inch
waist was actually my dog leash, and it was in fact fastening to
and pulling on my huge modified clitoris strongly at all times
underneath my short dress, I would definitely be mobbed! And how
I loved the feeling of possessing such perverse and decadent
secrets! I was so glad that my pussy was always sealed with the
vagina cap now, otherwise I would be so disgraced and embarrassed
for constantly leaking cunt juices down my legs. And I would
definitely be mortified when my feminine secretions were dripping
directly from my vagina right onto the floor and left a slippery
trail behind for everyone to see!    

I felt in love with my new doggy tail the moment my son showed it
to me, it was the most lifelike furry tail affixed to a huge
vibrating butt plug. He also showed me my brand new gold dog tag,
beautifully engraved by him. On one side, my name, `Susan Knight'
was engraved in the center of the tag, the letters were large
enough to be clearly readable from several feet away. And at the
bottom the words, `sex slave/doggy bitch Mommy" were engraved in
very tiny letters, could only be legible by extreme closely
scrutiny. On the other side of my dog tag, my son's name, 'Bob
Knight' was engraved in the same fashion as my name. And at the
bottom the tiny words, son/master/owner were engraved. The tag
had a short gold chain with a small ring at the end, after he
open the slit of the small ring a bit and fitted inside the brass
ring of my collar, my son then soldered the slit shut. Now, my
engraved dog tag will be forever hanging down from my collar to
the base of my neck. I told my son I would always be proud to
wear this dog tag.

 My son was very satisfied with his own accomplishment. And To
celebrate the occasion, he said it's time for me to be a real
doggy. He opened the locks in my asshole and then secured the two
small locks on my middle clit ring for safekeeping, and put the
key back in the gold chain around his neck where the keys to the
locks in my pussy and my dog collar were kept. My son rammed the
butt plug deep into my rectum until it was enclosed completely by
my anal ring. With only the furry tail visible, it looked like I
did indeed had a real doggy tail growing out of my anus! 

"My darling Mommy, you have a doggy tail now, so you're a a real
doggy now! Until I remove your doggy tail, no more walking, or
speaking, and only crawling and barking like a real dog,
understand my doggy bitch Mommy?" Bob shouted. 

"Yes, my master, my owner. Your doggy bitch Mommy understood." 

Even before I finished I thought was a most appropriated answer,
half a dozen viciously stinging slaps rained down on my tender
asscheeks!

"Bad doggy! Bad Bad doggy! What did I tell you? No more speaking!
Now, my doggy bitch Mommy, do it right this time, or you'll be
whipped severely." My son threatened. 

"Woof! Woof!" I barked timidly. 

"Bark louder, and wag your doggy tail, my doggy bitch Mommy!" My
owner ordered.

"Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!" I barked loudly while wagging my doggy
tail with tremendous enthusiasm. 

"Good doggy!" My son praised me and patted me on the head.

"From now on, always wag your tail when you bark, my doggy bitch
Mommy, understand!" Bob asked.

I barked and wagged my doggy tails thus happily earned more
praise and patting from my beloved owner.

My son unclipped the dog leash from my clitoris and reattached to
my dog collar. He opened a can of dog food and dumped the content
into one of my doggy bowl and filled the other one with water and
set both doggy bowls down on the kitchen floor under the dinning
table. I was crawling on my hands and knees with bells ringing in
my nipples and clitoris, and my doggy tails wagging between my
ass crack, as my son led me by the leash around the kitchen a few
times and then finally in front of the doggy bowls. I was feeling
more and more like a real dog as I ingested real dog food only
with my mouth and lapping up water with my tongue from the doggy
bowls quite resembling a real dog. My son poured a glass of my
chilled pussy juice, and sat down by the table drinking my pussy
juice and watching me contentedly. He often praised me by saying
'Good Doggy', and 'What a nice doggy you're Mommy', while jerking
on my leash and then patted my head.

"My doggy bitch Mommy, do you enjoy your dog food?" My son asked
me mockingly. 

I barked and wagged my doggy tail in response.


"That nice, my doggy bitch, because you're going to eat dog food
at least once a week! My darling Mommy, I finally got myself a
really nice doggy now, just what I have always wanted. I just
knew it, my doggy bitch Mommy, you have the makings of a really
fine `show dog'. I couldn't wait to show you off to the club
members!" My son declared with joyous impatience.

I was so overwhelmed with emotion for looking and performing so
much like a real dog for my son, I almost believed I had indeed
became a real dog at that moment. I was shaking uncontrollably by
waves upon waves of orgasms; huge amounts of my feminine cum
cream were ejaculating continuously into my sealed vaginal
cavities. I had never cum this fast or this much when not
engaging in any form of sexual activity with my son or not being
physically punished by him. I didn't know why I was resenting and
even resisting my son's effort to train me to be a real dog for
him at first. Now, I had a craving for being a real dog for my
beloved son, my master, my owner. I would even eat dog food every
day from now on, if not for the fact that I needed nutrition for
the production of my pussy juice for my son to drink. I had no
idea how my son knew that his mother would love to become a real
pet dog for him, but I'll never have any misgiving about what my
son wanted to do to me in the future. I`m quite convinced now,
more than ever, that my underage son knew what's best for his
adult mother! I was thinking with just a little more training by
my son, I truly believed what a marvelous `show dog' I could be
for him to display and show off. This was my destiny! 



The saga of Bob and his mother will be continued in: 
                                    



Chapter Four: The breeding of a Sex Slave/Doggy Bitch Mommy



                         coming soon....


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