Cuckold Savannah Pt 04

DISCLAIMER. This story involves strong themes of Incest (Mother/Son) and general taboo

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What dreams may come to those who already live theirs? To he who has all the money on earth, no pennies come knocking on the door of desire...

Rachel and Ryan, all fresh and ready for a day out, stand before me.

Rachel points down, motioning to me to kneel. I oblige, dropping down to my knees with my perk bottom resting on the floor, my knees spread and my hands by my side. She leans down to my right ear and whispers.

"You're such a good girl. Look at my man Savannah."

His eyes are occupied on the body of his lover but I stare at the masculine figure before me. Rachel lets out a deep mocking moan in my ear,

"Mmmh don't you just want to-" she pants heavily and pitches her voice up beside me "Mm! Fuck me daddy, fuck your little whore"

My toes curl somewhat and my legs wriggle and tense up.

"I thought so. But first that little thing needs its cage. I want you to go to my closet and put on something to greet us in when we return. Whatever Savannah wants. But make it hot. We will be back."

She turns around and head towards the door with Ryan.

As they leave Rachel says, just in passing,

"The girls will be here in an hour so get dressed quickly!"

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Corsets, fishnets, schoolgirl skirts, ropes, the closet is a feast for the senses. Tick. Tock. I grab on to a black dress and try it on. Nice but not what im looking for. Next, some jean shorts. Terrible idea. Tick. Tock. Who knows how many minutes have passed. A rush of nervous adrenaline shoots through me and I find myself with my groin pressed against a pair of leather-look leggings, fists clenched and my clitty humping against whatever is in front of it. I find some white thigh-high socks and slip them on. Tick. Tock. A white shirt maybe? Or this crop top? What's the time? I find a neon pink leotard. Bingo! I pull it up, remembering to tuck my little excuse for a cock between my thighs, and rest the straps on my feminine shoulders. I hear some voices down the hall. They're here and approaching the front of the house. I spot a black blindfold and take it before running towards the spot Rachel left me on. I plop down on the floor in the same position as before and just as I see a group of ladies at the door I slip on the blindfold...

"My. God! Girls look!" I hear the first one enter the house and notice me, well how could you not? A series of high-pitched giggles follow before I finally feel them around me. There must be at least 5 because they are surrounding me.

"Rachel said something about her new friend"

"Look at that booty!"

"I'm more interested in those legs."

"Grind for us."

Silence from the others. One of the girls is in front of me and obviously far more confident than the others. I feel some fingernails on my nipples and shudder.

"I said grind you slut. Show us. Grind on the floor."

I start slow with my hands by my sides, my head down.

"No no nooo nowhere near good enough. Really do it. Tilt that little slutty head back for us all. Shall we do a little bit of theatre girls?"

"We can be the mean schoolgirls if you want baby" one of the girls behind me grabs my wrists as she offers her suggestion to the group. Before I can even comprehend what's happened I've been lead to the bedroom by them all, and thrown onto the bed to perform.

"Ew! What a pathetic little boy!"

"Don't you mean girl? Look, there's nothing between her legs!"

"Get on your pillow for us and fuck her!"

I feel a number of hands on me as I gyrate on to a firm pillow. A hand squeezes and spanks my little ass repeatedly as I hump away. "Mmm! MmMMmmm! Oh yeah!? Oh you like that!?"

I hear giggling from the wardrobe and the sound of a menacing plan being sneakily planned. Bzzzzzzzzzz. Rachel's vibrator has been turned on and between my panting breaths I can make out some hushed suggestions

"On her pussy!"

"No, the nipples!"

"Just let her hear it!"

"Stop fucking your little pillow girlfriend you loser and turn over. Now!" One of them slaps my ass hard as she orders me.

I quickly turn onto my back and my wrists are held tight along with my ankles.

"Now breathe in. Big breath loser. That's it, now hold!"

I close my mouth and hold the air in my lungs. I feel someone reach under the crotch of the leotard and pull my clitty from between my thighs.

"Now breathe out."

The hand peels back my foreskin and then snaps the leotard back into place, my little clitty head now in contact with it and already creating a little precum dot.

"And now in again... HOLD!"

The moment I hold my breath I feel the vibrations on my nub. Instantly I let out an involuntary moan and my hips buck. Two voices appear above me, two of the girls are playacting to me.

"We know you like to look at us in class loser. Mary told us you go to the bathroom to jerk off every time she says hello to you!" They begin playing with my nipples.

"Breathe out!" The vibrations stop and something lands on me. Something else. Another.

"Oooh some of us girls are getting undressed you little beta. Feel those panties on your body? Do you want us to tell all the boys that you want to be a girl? Maybe we can take so-" I hear the click of a camera. "Ooops! Too late! I think we should send these to some of the bigger boys don't you girls!?" Someone straddles me and begins grinding. She says aloud to the group "I think we should send them to *his mum*. Hey loser, you want us to absolutely ruin you don't you?" I let out a little whimper. "Don't be shy, use your big girl words. Do you want mummy to see you like this? Do you want the big bullies to call you gay and a sissy and make sure every day that you're wearing your panties?"

She grinds on my naval.

"Y-yes"

"Yes you do, oh yes you do!"

One of them puts the vibrator on my balls. "Ooh! We can tell the boys to jerk off onto their boxers. Then the little loser can wear their underwear and their mess?"

"Little beta boy will be doing more than that wont he?"

I'm soaring through subspace and on the edge of exploding when suddenly the vibrator stops. Whoever was on my chest is now off and silence takes over the room for a moment. My wrists and ankles are free to move but somehow I feel like I should maintain my position.

"Little beta boys want to fuck their mother's cunt with a strapon whilst he has his depraved little maggot caged up don't they?" Its the voice of Rachel. I guess they have returned. "And just in case you think this is all part of your little fun... It isn't." In a series of swift and effortless moves my leotard is pulled to the side and somehow a flat chastity cage is placed on my leaking clitty.

Rachel hovers over me.

"These keys. The ones that your freedom depends on. They're going to be going somewhere very special. Can you guess where?"

I feel something lift up my waist and someone fixes something else in place around my waist. It's weight is pressing against my cage and it wobbles. A strapon...

"I'll be taking that Rachel dear! Oooh and who do we have here!?" The voice, now just entering the room, sounds familiar somehow.

"This is Savannah. Come on Savannah, don't be shy!"

Rachel pulls me up from the bed and there I stand in front of everyone in a leotard and thigh-highs, all caged up, unable to see and with a strapon pointing slightly down. I give my usual curtsey with a slightly arched back.

"Good girl! Now this fine woman is going to have your keys."

"Indeed I am" says the woman now standing before me. She grabs hold of my strapon "And might I say, the way you look with this big fake thing right now, you may never get out again little girl. I think you need to be properly trained."

"Well Debra, she's all yours!"

Debra? My mother is called Debra...

My reaction myst have been obvious because Rachel came up behind me and held my ass cheeks in her palms. Her whisper is barely audible.

"Oh that's right baby. This is no joke. Mummy's here and she has no idea." She squeezes my ass and pushes me into my mother, the strapon now between her thighs.

"Debra I think this one likes the naughty naughty stuff. Does she look like she needs a mummy?"

"That sounds like a great idea Rachel dear. Savannah, my little girl. Do you need a mummy?" She's rubbing my perineum and clenching my strapon between her legs.

I wish I could say I tried to stop it but that would be a lie. A "Yes Mummy" falls from my mouth and I nearly explode right then and there. Now it's real. I'm calling my mother, the woman who's tights I used to steal and wear around the house, 'Mummy' and she has no idea what the situation is.

Rachel is now pressed up against me and she bites my right earlobe. "Does our little loser want to fuck his new Mummy? Does she? If she does I think she should maybe..." She takes my wrists and places my hands on my Mother's waist. Again she whispers into my ear, but inches from the ears of my Mother. "I think little losers should pull their Mother in close and rest their beta heads between her bosom. Do it."

I'm now holding her waist, no, her ass (she herself placed my hands there), my face pressed against her tits and dry humping my strapon against her pussy through whatever clothes she has on.

"What an eager little boy, oops, little girl, Mummy has! Do you think she would be embarrassed to walk to my car like this?"

"Oh not at all, anything for her Mummyyyy isn't that right Savannah???"

"Well then, in that case I think this little girl is coming with me then." My Mother removes herself from me and grabs my fake shaft. A heavy slap of my ass comes from Rachel.

"Next time you see me you will have fucked, or pretend fucked, your own Mother. Who's a little beta girl now? Go on (to Debra now) someone has to be a nice son for Mummy!"

"I'd prefer a nice little daughter. I always wanted one!!"

I'm lead out of the room by my pretend shaft, in nothing but a leotard and socks.

Click. Click. Click. The sound of heels on floor. My mother's perfume fills my nose and the combination of utter shame, dread, arousal and depravity floors me mentally. Before I know it I'm on the pavement and surrounded by the sounds of distant cars and city hustle and bustle.

"Shame, it's quiet. I would very much have enjoyed parading you in front of the people. Anyway, Savannah, into the car."

The doors shut and I fall back against the seat. I feel intoxicated, like I'm in the middle of a fever dream. My breathing steadies for a moment or two but soon a hand finds my thigh. And with that my cage tightens.

"That's it baby. Now be a good girl for Mummy and stroke your new cock. You're going to use it very soon. Tell Mummy what you're going to do."

I'm going to fuck my mother.

"Don't be shy now."

I'm going to be a little sissy for my own Mother.

"I'm going to fuck Mummy." Said with utter shame and embarrassed

"Oh darling you said that perfectly!! Once more, go on and stroke."

"I'm going to fuck my Mummy."

The car stops.

"Say it again." The hand now squeezes my thigh softly

"I'm g-going to fuck m-my"

"Tell me my little whore."

"I'm. I'm."

"You're going to get your adorable little ass into Mummy's house and let her use you as her fucktoy. Get out the car."

I'm going to fuck my mother. I'm my mother's little fucktoy.

Lead this time by my wrist I'm whisked away up a path my feet know all to well. Towards a door my hand remembers. Into a space I could move through blind. My Mother's home.

"Come. Mummy needs to get undressed."

The bedroom. I've been here before many times scavenging for panties and sex toys. As a young boy I would spend hours playing dress up when she was at work. I would lock the door and leave the key inside just incase she returned early. Now, instead, I'm the one locked. And I think I also have 'coming early' covered.

I hear zips and buttons. Fabrics against fabrics and before I know it, skin on skin. Her body is before mine, her feet touching my feet and her thighs against her little girl's body. She now holds my waist.

"You really are something you know that. If I had that body..." She moves and I hear a sharp inhalation. "Guess what little slut. You're inside me." I nearly scream but I'm not sure with which emotion. "Aaaand now you're out. Come over to the bed with Mummy."

She's on her back. She leads me between her legs and rests her ankles on my shoulders.

"Hold them baby."

I feel her maneuver herself.

"Now you're going to take that cock, that cock you wish was yours, and fuck me until i say stop. And then when we are finished you're going to lie down with me and I'm going to get you off without so much as breathing on your little clit. Understand beta boy?"

"Yes Mummy."

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