Perverts 'R' Us

Mommy's Boy - Part 9 - Pony Girl

By VerryEvil ( b/F, inc, bdsm, humil, 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.

As soon as Peter led his mom into her bedroom she saw the items he had placed on her bed. The first thing Amanda's ten-year-old son and Master ordered her to put on was a shiny, black latex cat suit with open crotch and openings for her breasts. The suit had attached socks but no gloves or hood. It took her a few minutes to get the tight-fitting suit on her body, and when it was on it hugged her body tightly, just like a second skin.

The next item Peter picked up was a red leather body harness. It took the help from both of them to get the harness on and tightly strapped in place. The red color of the harness made a very nice contrast against the black latex cat suit. Then Peter held out a pair of black, thigh high, leather pony hoof boots. Amanda had worn those boots only once before, the same day they were delivered. She had put them on just to know how they would feel. Since she was used to wearing extremely high heels she had discovered it was not to difficult walking in the pony hoof boots.

With the boots tightly laced in place, Peter than held up a red leather face harness with attached blinders and bit gag. Amanda noticed that her son and Master had selected the thickest bit gag she had brought. The bit gag was one and a half inch thick, and it forced her mouth wide open. It took some work from both of them, but soon the harness was tightly strapped to Amanda's head and the bit gag firmly secured in her mouth.

Then Peter held up a pair of pony hoof mittens. Even though the mittens had arrived with the boots Amanda had never tried them on. It took a minute of trying before she figured out just how to get them on correctly. Peter tightened the straps on the mittens and then locked them in place with a pair of small padlocks. Amanda had no way of getting out of the pony girl outfit by herself, she was completely at the mercy of her ten-year-old son and Master, just the way she wanted it.

Peter picked up a riding crop from the bed and then slowly circled his slave. When he got behind her he swung the crop and landed a sharp blow across her buttocks. Amanda yelped when the crop stung her butt, but she held still.

"Get down on all fours, Slave." Peter ordered.

Amanda quickly obeyed her preteen Master and got down on her hands and knees. Because of the blinders on her head harness she could only see straight forward, she had no idea what her son was doing behind her. Peter picked up an item he had hidden under the bedcovers. It was a large rubber butt plug with a long horse hair tail sticking out from the base. He quickly lubricated the plug and then pressed the tip against his mother's rosebud.

When she felt the cold rubber press against her asshole, Amanda immediately knew what it was. After all it was she who had bought it and brought it to the cabin hoping for it to be used. It was not the biggest butt plug she had ever worn, but it was big enough to fill her ass real good. She relaxed her splinter and tried to open up to ease the penetration. Peter started pushing the plug inside his mom's ass. Thanks to the lubrication, the plug slipped in quite easily.

Peter than picked up the next item he had hidden under the covers. It was a large rubber dildo, covered with studs and with remote controlled vibration. He noticed that his mom and slave's pussy was dripping wet so he didn't bother putting any lube on the dildo. The dildo slipped straight to the bottom of the slave's pussy with a single push. Amanda gasped through the bit gag when she felt the rubber cock invading her wet, clean shaved pussy.

As soon as the dildo was in place, Peter grabbed the crotch strap of the body harness and pulled it between the slave's legs. After pulling the horse hair tail through the designed hole in the strap, he pulled it up her ass crack to the waiting buckle at her back He pulled it as tight as he could before he locked it in place with another small padlock. This forced the plug and dildo even deeper inside his mom's holes, and also firmly secured them in place for as long as he wanted.

Amanda felt totally filled with the plug and dildo inside her, and she assumed the dildo was the one with the remote controlled vibrations. She was being dominated, humiliated and abused by her own preteen son, and it made her feel like she was in heaven. Not only had she seduced her own ten-year-old son, she had even managed to make him her Master. If he could only be as cruel and brutal as she liked it, it would be perfect.

Again Peter swung the riding crop and landed a hard blow on his mom's ass. Since she was not prepared for it Amanda yelped when the blow hit, but again she held still.

"On your feet, pony whore." Peter ordered.

Amanda stood up as fast as she could and then awaited her young Masters next command. His choice of words was making her horny as hell. Humiliation and degradation was two of her biggest turn-on, and she utterly loved being called things like "slut" and "whore".

Peter picked up a pair of nipple clamps with small bells attached to them. He quickly applied the clamp to his mom and slave's nipples and then gave them a hard tug. The clamps stayed on and the resulting yelp from his slave's gagged mouth brought a mean smile to his young face. He attached a set of reins to the bit gag and then led the pony girl outside.

On the porch, Peter stopped briefly to pick up a long horse whip and a long leather leash. The steps down were a bit tricky for Amanda, but she managed to get down without falling. Peter led his pony slave to the patch of grass where he had tied her up earlier. He removed the reins from the bit gag and replaced it with the long leather leash. Then he locked his mom's hoof mittens to rings on the harness at her shoulders. Peter positioned himself in the middle of the patch and swung the horse whip through the air, making a swishing sound.

"It's time for some dressage." Peter said with a stern voice. "Get moving, Slut."

Amanda started walking in a circle around her preteen Master. She had not taken more than a few steps when the horse whip stung her ass hard.

"Knees higher." Peter ordered.

Immediately Amanda started lifting her kneed as high as she could on each step. After about half a circle, the whip again struck her ass.

"Keep that head up bitch."

Amanda raised her head high and continued the circle, but she forgot to lift her knees and was immediately reminded by the horse whip. She managed to complete two full laps before the whip again stung her ass.

"Out with the chest, show those slut breasts of yours."

For more than an hour the dressage continued. Amanda quickly became completely occupied with keeping her head high, chest out and knees high. If she even for a second slacked in her concentration she was immediately reminded by the horse whip. Before long she was sweating hard from the exercise and the sun beating down on her latex-covered body. When her preteen son and Master finally order her to stop she was almost exhausted.

Peter pulled his mom and slave in to the middle of the patch, released her mittens from the harness and made her get down on her hands and knees. Then he told her to stay put and went back inside the cabin. After a minute he returned with a large bowl of cold water. He placed the bowl in front of the pony girl and then removed her bit gag.

"Drink, Slave." Peter ordered.

Amanda had to force herself to take it easy. She was really thirsty and she didn't even notice that Peter had left again until he came back. Now he was carrying a long pole and a large hammer. Without saying anything, he hammered the pole into the ground right beside her. Then he took a five foot chains and attached one end to her collar, the other end he locked around the pole with a padlock. She was now secured to the pole and could not get out of the sun beating down on her.

Peter refilled the water in Amanda's bowl and then went to the porch. There he sat down in one of the recliners and picked up the pony play magazine he had been reading earlier. He knew the sun in combination with the latex cat suit would make his mom really warm, but she had water and he had not planned on leaving her there for to long. The main reason for the break was to let her rest a little before the next thing he had planned.

He leaned back in the recliner and slowly read through the magazine. The idea to the dressage he had just put his slave through he had gotten from the magazine, and the next phase was also inspired from it. When he had read the entire magazine, with causal glances on his bond and gagged mother to make sure she was alright, he stood up and went inside the cabin.

Amanda quickly noticed that if she lay down on the grass and stayed still she could stand the heat from the sun. She only moved to drink from the water in bowl to prevent dehydration. After what must have been at lest an hour, she saw her ten-year-old son and Master get up from the recliner and go inside the cabin. After a few minutes he came back. He was carrying something in his arms and she immediately saw and knew what it was, the riding saddle.

Peter walked up to his pony slave and simply put the saddle on her back. Quickly he tightened the straps to secure it to her back, and adjusted the stirrups. Then he attached the reins to her bit gag and removed the chain from her collar. After picking up the short riding crop he straddled her and carefully sat down in the saddle. He waited until he felt that the slave had adjusted to his weight, and then he put his feet in the stirrups. With a hard slap on her ass with the crop he got his pony girl mother moving.

Amanda had dreamed about this when she bought the saddle and other pony gear. Her Master was young and not very heavy so at the moment she had no problem handling his weight. Being ridden like a simple animal was so humiliating, and it made her so horny it almost drove her insane. For more than fifteen minutes she was made to carry her son and Master around the cabin and along the road leading up to it.

When they had gone quite a far bit down the road, Peter stopped his human mount and climbed of. He tied the reins to a tree branch and then walked behind a bush to take a leak. Then he took the leash and started walking back to the cabin, leading his pony-girl on her hands and knees beside him.

After only a few yards, Peter put his hand in his pocket. There he had the remote that controlled the vibrations on the dildo secured in his mom's pussy. With a mean smile on his face he turned it on at the highest setting. Immediately a loud buzzing noise was heard from the slave's crotch, followed by loud gasp from her gagged mouth.

Amanda felt the dildo come alive in her soaking wet pussy. She tried her best to keep up with her Master but it only took a few seconds before a huge orgasm struck her like a speeding freight train. Her entire body shook violently and she collapsed onto the ground, shaking in spasms as the orgasm rushed through her.

Peter kept walking until the reins were pulled taught. Then he looked back and noticed that his mom was lying on the ground, shaking violently from the orgasm. He waited until she stopped shaking and then yanked the reins hard.

"I never gave the whore permission to cum." He said in a stern voice. "The filthy bitch will be punished for this later."

Her son's words and promise of punishment immediately pushed Amanda over the edge into a new orgasm. While she lay shaking on the ground, her young Master pulled hard on the reins attached to her bit gag. As soon as she could, she got back on her hands and knees and crawled along beside him.

"The slut has now came twice without permission." Peter said. "There will be a severe punishment for this later."

After about five minutes walking, Peter got back in the saddle. Amanda was glad her preteen Master was again riding her; it helped getting her mind of the vibrator that was till going on maximum setting in her wet pussy. During the ride back to the cabin, her Master teased her by varying the setting on the vibrator. When they finally reached the cabin she was almost driven insane by the need to cum again.

Peter steered him mom and slave back to the pole in the middle of the grass patch. Before he climbed of, he turned of the vibrator. Then he chained her collar to the pole, but this time he made the chain so short her neck was practically resting against the pole. With a mean smile he gave her a hard slap on the ass with the riding crop and was rewarded by a yelp from her gagged mouth.

Without wasting any time, Peter unlocked the crotch strap on his slave's body harness and pulled it away. Then he removed the dildo from her pussy, but left the butt plug in place. After pulling aside the horse tail, Peter positioned himself behind his mother and aimed his steel-hard boy-boner at her dripping pussy. With a single thrust, he plunged his preteen cock inside his slave mom's pussy and started fucking her as hard and fast as he could.

Amanda almost came the same second she felt her ten-year-old son's cock penetrating her. It took all the willpower she could muster to hold herself back. After only a few minutes of fucking, she felt her son and Master pull out, and a disappointed moan escaped her gagged mouth.

Peter heard his mom's moan and smiled. He took a firm grip on the base of the butt plug and then pulled as hard as he could. The plug came out with a loud 'plop' and a high pitched yelp from the slave. Peter just dropped the plug on the ground and immediately showed his boy boner inside his mother's gaping asshole.

Even Peter was horny as hell, but he wanted it to last as long as possible. After a few minutes of rather soft ass fucking he felt that he couldn't hold back much longer. He started ass-fucking his bond and gagged pony girl hard and fast.

"The filthy bitch may cum if it wants to." He groaned as he pumped his cock in and out of her ass like he was possessed.

No more than a second after her Master had given her permission Amanda had one of the strongest orgasms in her life. Even though her ass was stretched from wearing the plug the spasm caused it to clamp shut, squeezing her son and Master's preteen cock like a vise. Peter felt his mom and slave orgasm, and her ass squeezing his cock made him cross the edge. With a loud moan Peter came and shot his preteen boy-sperm inside his mother's ass.

Afterwards they were both exhausted. After about five minutes, Peter had regained enough strength to get up. He adjusted the chain on his slave's collar back to its full length and then re-filled her water bowl. On still shaking legs he went to the porch and dropped down in one of the recliners. The sun had now mowed enough across the sky so the trees put the grass patch in shade. For more than an hour Peter just sat in the recliner, looking at his slave mother lying in her pony girl outfit on the grass.

Peter started thinking about what punishment he would make his slave endure as payment for having orgasm without permission. He decided to look in the magazines she had brought. She had told him they all displayed things she liked. After picking up the stack of magazines he returned to the porch and sat down. He spent another hour looking through the magazines before he had decided upon the appropriate punishment. After some thought, he decided to wait with the punishment until the next day. What he had planned would need some preparations, and he didn't want her to know what was coming.

He put the magazines aside and stood up. Then he walked down to his slave and released the chain from her collar. Using the reins, he led her crawling beside him back inside the cabin. In her bedroom he unlocked and removed the hoof mittens.

"The slave may now remove the rest of the outfit, and it will then take a shower and clean itself properly." Peter said with as stern a voice he could muster. "This may not take longer than half an hour. The slave will then go to the kitchen and make dinner."

Peter than left and went to the living room. There he sat down in the couch and picked up am ordinary book. He heard when his mom came out from the shower and went to the kitchen, but he didn't look at her. About an hour later, his slave mom came out from the kitchen and kneeled beside him to indicate that dinner was ready. He put the book down, attached a leach to the slave's collar and led her back to the kitchen. She had cooked him one of his favorite meals, macaroni and cheese.

As with the previous meals during her servitude as her son's sex slave, Amanda was made to eat her food from a bowl on the floor. It was just the way she liked it, in fact she would have been a little disappointed if he had let her sit at the table. She was his slave, and slave sluts are supposed to eat from bowls on the floor. This trip was becoming better and better by the minute.

Peter returned to the living room while his mom and slave did the dishes. During the meal he had decided how she would spend the rest of the day until bedtime. When she returned from the kitchen and knelt down beside him, he let her sit there for almost half an hour before he even looked at her. Then he took the leash and led her into her bedroom. There he made her bring out and assemble the steel cage. When his mom had crawled inside the cage, Peter locked it with a padlock. Then he picked up a large latex sheet from the closet and put it over the cage, placing the slave inside in complete darkness. He made sure there was sufficient with air coming in to the cage, and then he left the room.

After leaving his mom's bedroom, Peter went straight outside to make the needed preparations for tomorrow's punishment session. It took him almost two hours to get everything ready, but afterwards he was satisfied with the result. He sat down on the porch to read some more in the magazines while there was until some light left. Soon the sun was almost gone and it got to dark to read, so he went back inside.

Peter felt he was getting tired, but he was also still horny as hell. After some though he decided to save himself, he wanted to be able to fuck his mom as many times as possible tomorrow. He went back to her bed room and pulled away the latex sheet covering the cage. After unlocking the cage, he signaled her to get out and onto the bed. When she was lying on her back in the bed, he used cuffs and chains to secure her the same way as the night before. Spread eagle, but still lose enough to allow her some movement.

Then he pulled the latex sheet over her boy and up to her neck. He leaned down and gave her a deep kiss while caressing her breasts through the latex sheet. This was just to tease her, he knew it would make her horny as hell and that was his purpose. After about five minutes of kissing and breast squeezing, he stood up and left the room, closing the door behind him. He went to his own room and got to bed. Within a few minutes he was sleeping, dreaming about the things he would do to his slave the next day.

Amanda again had a hard time falling asleep. She was really tired, but she was also so incredibly horny. Thinking back to the things her son had done to her didn't help, in fact it only made her even hornier. And thinking about the promised punishment made it even worse. This was her most ultimate perverted fantasies coming true; damn she wished this could go on longer than just two weeks. It was way past midnight before Amanda finally managed to fall asleep.

To be continued…..

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