Perverts 'R' Us

Mommy's Boy - Part 8 - Outdoor Play

By VerryEvil ( b/F, inc, bdsm, oral, anal, con )

Author's notes: All my stories are purely fiction. Feedback and comments can be sent to: verryevil666@yahoo.com. This part is a direct continuation of the previous part. It is strongly recommended that you read the parts in sequence.

Amanda sat in silence on the floor awaiting her Master's first command. Her Master was her own ten-year-old son, Peter, and he had just locked her slave collar around her neck. Besides the collar she was completely naked, and she kept her head lowered and her eyes on the floor.

"Since you brought all these magazines and DVD's, I also suspect you brought other stuff, too." Peter said.

"Yes, Master." Amanda replied. "I have brought a lot of clothes and other equipment, too."

"Did you bring a leash?"

"Yes Master, it hangs on a hook beside the front door."

Peter looked toward the door and saw a leather leash hanging on a hook on the wall. He walked to the door and picked up the leash and then returned to his mother and slave. Leaning down, he attached the leash to her collar.

"Show me the clothes and other things you brought." Peter commanded.

"Yes Master." Amanda replied.

She got on all fours and crawled toward her bedroom. Peter walked beside her and held the leash like she was a dog he was taking for a walk. In her bedroom, Amanda opened the closet and the dresser drawers. The closet contained a large variety of outfits made from latex, leather and PVC. The dresser drawers contained ropes, gags, clamps, cuffs, dildos, whips, paddles, and many other BDSM items.

From under the bed, Amanda pulled out a small collapsible steel cage. The cage had cost her a lot of money, but when she saw it on the net, she knew she just had to have it. She quickly assembled the cage and placed it at the foot end of her bed.

Peter had remained silent the whole time while he inspected all the things his mom and slave had brought to the cabin. When she had finished assembling the cage, a wicked smile spread across his face as he got an idea. Without saying a word, he opened the cage door and gestured his mom to crawl inside it.

Amanda quickly obeyed her son and Master's command and crawled inside the cage. It was really small, so she had to sit on her knees while bending over. Peter closed the cage door and locked it with a padlock he had found in one of the dresser drawers. He had also picked up the large keychain that contained the keys for all the locks. Still without saying a word, Peter left his mom locked inside the cage and left the room.

Amanda was in heaven. She was her preteen son's sex slave and he had just locked her inside this small and very uncomfortable steel cage. She had no idea how long he intended to keep her in the cage, and it didn't matter. He was her Master, and he could do anything he wanted to her. The situation was arousing to say the least, and within a few minutes Amanda's pussy was soaking wet.

Peter went back to the living room and sat down in the couch. He knew that the cage he had locked his mother inside had to be uncomfortable, and he didn't plan on keeping her inside it for long. But he needed some time to think. He had recognized most of the items his mom had brought, but not all of them. He started flipping through several of the magazines and soon discovered that all items in the cabin were being used in several of them.

Soon he had figured out how to use all the items his mom and slave had brought, and he turned his attention to the DVDs. As he looked at the DVD covers, a yawn escaped his young mouth. It wasn't getting all that late yet, but he had fucked his mom several times earlier today and he really did feel a bit tired. With a sigh he decided to look through the DVDs tomorrow.

Peter got up from the couch and went back to his mom bedroom. As he entered the room and walked up the cage, the naked slave inside it didn't look at him. She kept her head lowered and kept her eyes on the floor. Peter pulled his pants down and kneeled down in front of the cage.

"Suck my cock, slave." he commanded with as stern a voice as he could muster.

Amanda raised her head, pushed it against the cage bars and sucked her son and Master's small, ten-year-old cock into her mouth. Peter had already cum three times today, but his cock still got hard as steel within a minute. Amanda sucked the small boy-cock the best she could and it took her only five minutes to bring her young Master to orgasm. With a groan of pleasure, Peter came and shot a small load of his preteen cum inside his slave's mouth.

When his cock had gone limp again, Peter unlocked the cage door and opened it. Again he attached the leash to his mother's collar and made her crawl out of the cage. Then he led her outside so she could turn off the generator and then they went back inside. Back in Amanda's bedroom, Peter selected a pair of matching leather wrist and ankle cuffs and locked them in place. Then he had her lay on the bed and used chains and padlocks to secure her spread-eagle to the bed posts. He deliberately left some slack in the chains so his mom could move a little.

Then he went to the closet and picked up a bright red latex sheet. He covered his mom and slave with the latex sheet, kissed her on the mouth and then went to his own room. Peter was so tired he was deep asleep within minutes after putting his head on the pillow.

Amanda on the other hand had difficulties falling asleep. She was horny as hell and her pussy was soaking wet. But this was exactly what she had dreamed about and hoped for. Peter was using her for his own pleasures and not caring about hers. The fact that he had chained her to the bed and covered her with a latex sheet only increased her arousal even more. It was a dream come true for her, she was a complete 24/7 sex slave without any control. It took several agonizing hours, but finally she managed to fall asleep.

Peter woke rather early and he had a really hard boner. He climbed out of the bed and went straight for his mother's bedroom. She was still sleeping when he entered, so he walked as silent as he could up to the bed. From one of the drawers he picked up a tube of lubricant and smeared a large amount onto his hard preteen cock. From what he had read before he knew his mom's pussy would be dry, that's why he had used the lubricant.

He took a deep breath and then pulled the latex sheet away from his slave's naked body. Within seconds he then climbed into the bed and pushed his steel-hard ten-year-old boy cock inside her exposed, clean shaved pussy.

Amanda awoke when the sheet covering her bond naked body was pulled away. But before she had time to react, her pussy was being penetrated by her preteen Master's cock. She immediately felt that he used lubricant, and she was thankful for it. She had been dry-fuck-awakened once before by one of her adult Masters, and it had hurt like hell. She was not gagged but she kept her mouth closed as a good slave was supposed to. And it didn't take long before her ten-year-old Masters brutal "good morning" fucking was making her horny and wet.

Peter fucked his bound slave as hard and fast as he could, literally slamming his hips against hers with each thrust. He leaned down and started squeezing her soft breast as hard as he could, and he also sucked and nibbled her now erect nipples. It only took him five minutes before he felt his orgasm arriving. With a loud moan, he came and filled his mother's pussy with his boy-cum. As soon as he had cum, he pulled out and straddled her chest. He slapped his still semi-hard cock against her face and lips.

"Suck you Master's cock and make it clean, Slave." he ordered.

Amanda immediately did as she was told and sucked her son's cock to make it clean. When Peter was satisfied, he left the bed and unlocked the chains from her cuffs. Again he attached the leash to her collar and made her crawl from the bed onto the floor on all fours. Yanking the leash, Peter led her to the kitchen and tied the free end of the leash to a drawer handle.

"Make our breakfast while I get dressed, Slave." Peter said and then left the kitchen.

Amanda was almost shocked. Peter was behaving like an experienced Master, and he was really treating her like a piece of property. While she prepared the breakfast she thought about Peter's behavior. She knew it could not only be due to the things he had read, it must be a natural talent of some kind. This stay at the cabin was getting better and better by the second.

While Peter got dressed, he thought about what he had read in the first magazine. One section of it had been about complete 24/7 slavery. It had mentioned that in such relations, the slave's desires and lusts were of no concern to the Master. The slave's only purpose was to please and pleasure the Master. And his mom had said she wanted to be his complete 24/7 slave, so that was exactly what she would be. Not having to worry about her lusts and desires made it a lot easier and a hell of a lot more pleasurable for him.

He dressed in a black t-shirt and dark brown shorts and then returned to the kitchen. From one of the magazines he had read the night before he had gotten an idea he intended to implement as soon as they had eaten. When he entered the kitchen, his food was on the table and she was kneeling on the floor with her head lowered.

From the talks he and his mother had had earlier, Peter knew she really enjoyed degradation and humiliation. He quickly looked through the cupboards and found a suitable bowl. Then he put her food into the bowl and placed it in front of her on the floor. He sat down at the table and started eating his breakfast, when he was about halfway through the meal he stopped and looked at his sex-slave mother.

"The slave may eat its food." he snarled and then continued with his breakfast.

Amanda immediately began eating her food. It was tricky to eat from the bowl, but she had done it several times before. She managed to finish her food at the same time as her Master was done. Then she was made to clean the dishes while he sat at the table drinking some lemonade.

When the dishes were done, Peter untied the leash and led his slave back to her bedroom.

"Get on the bed slut, on your stomach." he commanded.

Amanda got onto the bed and lay down. Her ten-year-old Master's choice of words was getting her horny as hell. Peter used padlocks to secure her in a hogtie and then blindfolded her. Then he picked up several items from the dresser drawers. He gave his slave a hard slap on the ass and then left the room.

As she lay on the bed, Amanda was wondering what her son was planning. She tried to count to keep track of time, and she was sure it took at least half an hour before she heard him return. She was released from the hogtie, but the blindfold was left in place.

Peter yanked the leash and led his sex slave mother outside. On the small grass lawn outside the cabin, he made her lay down on her stomach. He had hammered four wooden stakes into the ground and now used chains to secure her wrist and ankles cuffs to them. When his mom was securely in the spread-eagle, he went back inside the cabin.

From the closet he picked up an inflatable latex pillow and then returned outside. He pushed the pillow underneath his mom's tummy and started inflating it. This caused her butt to rise up in the air and he continued until the pillow was almost a foot thick. It also caused the chains securing her to the stakes to become even tighter, and Amanda could not move an inch, even if she wanted to.

Next Peter took a really large, bright red rubber ball gag and strapped it as tightly as he could into his slave's mouth. Then he went back to the porch and sat down in one of the recliners. It was still rather early in the morning and the sun had not moved above the trees yet. The temperature was very pleasant, but when the sun got higher it would get a lot warmer.

Peter sat in the recliner, drinking lemonade, for almost an hour. He waited until the sun was just beginning to clear the tree tops. Then he stood up, went inside to pick up a few more items and then went outside to his bound and gagged sex slave. One of the items he had picked up was a leather paddle. He took careful aim and then landed a hard blow straight across his mom's ass. 'TWHACK'

Amanda screamed into the ball gag filling her mouth as the blow landed on her exposed ass. She had not expected it and it caught her completely of guard. Several more blows landed on her ass and she screamed as each one hit. After about twelve blows, she lost count, but the brutal spanking continued for at least ten minutes.

Peter kept spanking his sex-slave mother's ass until it was shining red and felt hot to the touch. Then he put the paddle away, pulled his shorts and underpants off and lubricated his now steel-hard little cock.

"Now that your ass is shining red, it's time to fuck it." Peter said with a stern voice.

Then he kneeled between his mom's spread legs and aimed his cock at her asshole. He spread her ass cheeks with one hand and guided his cock with the other. When the tip of his small, hard boy-cock went inside his bound and gagged mother's ass, he took a firm grip on her hips and pushed. In a single thrust he buried his entire cock inside her. Then he leaned down and placed his entire weight on her bound body and started ass-fucking her as hard and fast as he could.

Amanda had been ass fucked lots of times before by her adult Masters, but this was the first time her ten-year-old son sodomized her. His hip and crotch was slamming against her spanked ass, and each thrust sent waves of burning heat from her bruised buttocks. She clenched her ass as tightly as she could, trying to make it as tight as possible and making it as pleasurable as possible for her preteen Master.

His mother's ass was squeezing his ten-year-old cock like a vise, and Peter was quickly getting more aroused then he had ever been before. Before he knew it, he was fucking her harder and faster than he even thought possible. The sensation of her tight ass gripping his young cock was incredible. It took less than five minutes before he came with a loud moan and shot his boy-sperm inside her bowels.

When his cock went limp, Peter stood up. He picked up a large butt plug and pushed it inside the bound and gagged slave's ass with a single push. When her splinter closed around the narrow base of the plug, he gave it a few pulls to make sure it would stay in place. Then he gave her a hard slap across the ass and returned to the porch.

Amanda lay panting in her bonds. The ass-fucking had made her really horny and her pussy was so wet it was dripping down her legs. The butt plug was large and her ass felt really full. Since she was blindfolded, she had no idea what her son and Master was planning, but she knew she would find out sooner or later.

Peter sat in the recliner and drank some more lemonade. He had a reason for drinking so much, and it was almost time for that reason. After about half an hour, he got up and returned to his slave.

He deflated the latex pillow and pulled it away. Then he unlocked the chains and made the slave lay on its back. He again locked the chains to her cuffs, but he didn't put the pillow back under her. Next he removed her ball gag and replaced it with a large ring gag. Then he stood above her with his feet on each side of her chest, looking down on her gagged and blindfolded face.

"Since it's so warm out here, the slave must be thirsty." Peter said and lowered his shorts and underpants.

Amanda instinctively knew what was coming, and when the piss from Peter's small cock splashed against her face and open mouth her suspicions proved correct. Indeed she was thirsty, and she swallowed every drop that got inside her mouth. The humiliation of lying bound on the ground and getting pissed in the face by her ten-year-old son and Master was making her even more aroused. Her pussy felt like it was on fire and she desperately wanted to cum.

Peter moaned as he let his stream of piss splash against the slave's face and into its mouth. One of the magazines had shown a scene exactly like this, a slave bond spread-eagle outdoors with a Master pissing on her face. It actually didn't make Peter aroused, but he knew his mother most likely was. When his bladder was empty, he kneeled down and put his cock inside her open mouth.

"Clean my cock, Slave." he ordered as sternly as he could.

Amanda eagerly sucked her preteen Master's cock clean, and she also made it hard. When his cock was hard and ready, Peter pulled it out of his sex-slave mother's mouth and positioned himself between her legs. Without waiting, he rammed it all the way inside her pussy with a single thrust. Then he leaned down and again placed his entire weight on her bound body and started fucking her as hard and fast as he could.

Feeling her ten-year-old son's cock pumping in and out of her soaking wet pussy was quickly bringing Amanda to the edge. When Peter started pinching and pulling her hard nipples really hard she crossed the edge and had a mind-blowing orgasm. Her entire body shook violently with spasm as the orgasm rushed through her.

Peter felt his slave's body shake beneath him and he knew she was having a huge orgasm. Even though her pussy was squeezing his young cock really hard, he managed to hold back his own orgasm. Had he not fucked her ass recently he would not have been able to hold back, but he really wanted this fuck to last longer. He built up a steady rhythm and he managed to keep fucking his sex-slave for almost twenty minutes before he finally came.

With a groan Peter came and filled his mom's pussy with his preteen sperm. Then he literally collapsed on top of her. He was so exhausted it took almost five minutes before he was able to roll off her bound and stretched body. Peter almost crawled back to the porch and slumped down in the recliner.

About half an hour later, he felt he had gotten enough strength back and stood up. He walked to his bound, gagged, and blindfolded mother and unlocked the chains. The gag and blindfold he left in place and then led her by the leash back inside the cabin. When they reached the bathroom, he removed the gag, blindfold, butt plug and her cuffs.

"The slave has fifteen minutes to clean itself, then it will crawl to the kitchen and make lunch." Peter said and then left the bathroom.

In the living room, Peter sat down in the couch and picked up one of the magazines. When he heard his mom was finished in the bathroom, he put the magazine away, since he didn't want her to see what he was planning for the afternoon. She crawled up to him and held up her hands so he could put the cuffs back on. When the cuffs were again locked in place, Amanda crawled to the kitchen to make lunch. Peter got up and went to her bedroom. There he picked up all the things he would need for the afternoon and placed them on the bed.

Again Amanda had to eat her food from the bowl while kneeling on the floor. When they had eaten, Peter returned to the living room while Amanda did the dishes. After she had finished, Amanda got on all fours and crawled to the living room. She kneeled down beside the couch where her young son and Master was reading a magazine.

After about half an hour, Peter stood up and attached the leash to his slave's collar.

"It's time for some afternoon fun." he said and yanked the leash.

As she was being led towards her bedroom, Amanda got a glimpse of the magazine her Master had been reading. It was a pony play magazine.

To be continued…..

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