"No one can hold a candle to you like I can." Knox lights up Perbert's mom. Happy Birthday Asshole!
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It had only been a single day since Kelly Herbert had fallen prey to Knox Hardecker and his crew right here in her own home. With Dominic spending more and more time with her she knew that protected her from them while he was around. Agonized over her betrayal of Dominic in a sense, not telling him what Knox was doing to her even after she was distinctly told not to let him touch her, she had no choice. Dominic would hold it against her, possibly harm the boys, go to jail, ruin her income, she would lose everything. Even after relenting to them the boys warned her that they would still haunt her son Travis, dealing with multiple humiliations over the last few weeks. As long as they did not hurt him physically, she concluded he would get over the ruthless pranks.
She saw herself as a horrible mother, but her slave programming was overriding her sensibility. Since Mace Belmont opened her eyes to the bondage element and the public exhibitionism, her brain was on high alert for more of that kind of hormonal overload. Then came Knox challenging her ethics, and also offering what Mace gave her. Kelly Herbert felt defeated. She required attention... badly! Careful what you wish for!
Hearing music coming from next door she knew Knox was up, even at 2:00 AM. It was obvious Winslow Hardecker wasn't home or the music would be off at this hour. Tired of lying there thinking, touching herself constantly she began to get up just to walk off her anxiety. That was when her heart leaped out of her chest. A laser pointer stabbed through her window, casting itself on her wall. Eyes bulging, she sat up and watched it like an avid pussy might do. Mesmerized by the swirl to catch her notice.
While not perfect she read what appeared to be writing, chasing the dot as it made letters. Those letters were S-E-X. Shut off, she pouted at his originality but missed its glare. The light returning in a breath it wrote a follow up chain of letters saying N-O-W. Biting her lower lip she rolled over and stood up on her mattress to look out the window. Peering up at Knox Hardecker's balcony he saw Knox with Neo, Dillon, Hoyt, and three others all looking back at her, obviously still kicked out of school, this being a school night.
Laser pointer used on her body she looked down at her chest to see the dot circling her nipples. It excited her beyond imagination. The second it vanished again she heard her cell ping. Dropping to her bed she anxiously snatched up her phone to note a text from Knox that said, "Get over here. Leave the clothing at home."
Giddy she text back, "On my way Sir." Leaving her cell at home on silent so it wouldn't wake Travis in the next room, she stepped softly and out her bedroom door, sealing it back up. Like a cat she went downstairs then stealthily out the front door. Once in the yard she walked barefoot from her home directly toward the Hardecker's front door, a glance at the balcony she knew the group had gone inside. Reaching the door, she found Knox opening it up for her.
"Get your sexy ass in here you stupid cunt." He grabbed her arm and drug her in forcefully. Leaving the door open he hauled her into the living room and forced her to her knees. She cringed at the brash tone he was sharing yet grew incredibly wet. Looking about she counted those she saw up above and realized there were four more bodies. She didn't recognize any of them save for his core group. Beers in hand they each sat or stood around glaring at her.
"So, you're Perbert's mommy." A large black young man with a shaved head sighed. "She's even sexier than you said Hardecker." He observed Knox crouch behind her and yank her head back by her blond mane.
"The man gave you a compliment. What do you say?"
"Thank you, Sir. I am glad you approve of what you see." That got the group mumbling. This led the bald boy to crouch in front of her and grip her chin. She loved the force behind both of them at the same time.
"Our boy Knox here says your pussy is sweet slave Lady."
"I must keep myself maintained for my master."
"Master isn't here tonight, is he?"
"No Sir! He went to his own home."
"Well then I say it's our birthday." He chuckled.
"Hey!" Dillon Kirkpatrick spoke up. "I just realized something. Perbert is celebrating his birthday with the McKellen twins on Saturday. I heard him talking in the halls last week."
"Point?" The bald boy winced.
"Hold up Trey." Knox pondered. "This just gives me one hell of an idea. Hoyt? There's a 24-hour grocery open about a mile from here. Go buy a birthday cake and candles. Let's celebrate Trav's birthday with his Mommy here. Cough up cash you bastards." Money flew from wallets a ten here a five there each. Hoyt not exactly happy to have to make the run made Neo go with him. Hoyt had his car so they shot off like a light knowing they were running low on time. Kelly wasn't sure where this was going yet remained calm under pressure. "You don't object to us celebrating his birthday do you Mrs. Herbert."
"Are you... inviting him? He's sleeping." That part worried her, being forced to have sex in front of him. Hopefully Knox would not be that cruel. In her heart she knew that would ruin their fun before it got started. Travis would freak and call the cops or as much as he hated Dominic, he might tell him. At worst bring in Henry McKellen who lived behind them, who was already her secondary master of passion.
"Naaaa! Let him sleep. We can blow his candles out for him. You can make the wish."
"What would you wish for Perbert's mom?" Trey Carpenter from Harvester-Kent High School used his thumb to tug her lower lip down then released it just as fast.
"Can't wish for us to leave you alone. That's not happening." Knox chuckled.
"Why would I do that Sir?" She voiced her desire to please all men. "I have everything to lose. You have made certain of that. I will wish for something you want."
"Big ole' gangbang?" Dillon chuckled.
"If that is your wish, it is my wish." Oh, she was all in on that. Her cunt was saturated within their glares of yearning eyes. Even in trying not to smile she let them know through subtle glances she was eager to get started. Mommy needed cum; her appetite ruthless once her hormones kicked into thigh gear.
"Then let's make that wish count." A buddy of Trey named Cooley Frost, really Cole Frost jumped in, "We got time until Rollins and Pryor get back."
"Let's take this up to my bedroom." Knox insisted.
"Your father will not be coming home soon?" She hissed as he dragged her to her feet.
"Not tonight! He grounded me yesterday then turn around and went out of town for work." He laughed, "Party on Mrs. Herbert. Now why don't you just wiggle that sexy MILF ass up my staircase there like a good little whore. Pretty sure you can find my bed." Releasing her hair, he slaps her ass leaving a red mark. "We're all right behind ya." Yes, his palm print was.
Taking the staircase almost seductively the group followed her up with whet sensibility, she discovering his room lit up abusing his father's power bill. Eying the computer monitor as it rotated visual screen savers, she realized Knox had photos of not only she but of Piper Cherry, Josie McKellen, the Twins by the pool, past girlfriends, even Svetlana Goboldsky blowing one of Kelly's neighbors that lived next to Henry. With no time to waste Knox shoved her on to his bedding and forcefully rolled her over. "LEGS WIDE!" Sir! Yes Sir!