Comment below if you want a prequel. This was initially supposed to be a much longer story, but I felt it worked better as a short story.
An Experiment Gone Right
Outside of a few close calls, yesterday was a huge success. Perhaps I got a little carried away for my first attempt, although, anyone provided my situation would certainly understand.
I had a pep in my step as I returned to the Martinez house. Excitement replaced yesterday's nerves. I had all sorts of new ideas for today and I couldn't wait to implement them.
Ralph met me at the front door. The family golden retriever, who typically greeted me with a bark or two before rolling over for a belly rub, ignored my pets and drew my attention around the corner to the living room.
The lonely silence of an unoccupied home from yesterday was gone. Replacing that silence were the sounds of a panicked Mrs. Martinez calling for help.
I cautiously peered around the corner to where I had left my friend Jimmy's sexy 44-year-old divorced mother. Clawing at the padlocked door of her dog's wire crate with her perfectly manicured burgundy fingernails was Mrs. Martinez.
My heart sank. She had broken free of my hypnosis. If she remembered anything from our erotic first day, I was in deep shit.
The curvy Latina was still completely naked with her dog Ralph's collar fastened around her neck. Her long braided black pigtails remained from yesterday. As I would later find out, the butt plug I inserted into her thick round ass was right where I left it as well.
"Oh thank god! Mark! Please, you have to help me!"
Mrs. Martinez's head pressed against the top of the cage as she clumsily lifted to her knees. With her arms free, she tried her best to protect her naturally heavy breasts from the eyes of her son's best friend. She pleaded for my help as if she had no memory of what happened yesterday. After all, I was the one who put her in there.
"Oh my god Mrs. Martinez! What's going on? How did you get in there?"
Her eyes darted around the floor of the crate as she failed to come up with an answer. She fearfully gazed up at me before conceding the truth.
"I...I...I don't know! Someone must have...would you just please get me out of here?"
Relief came over me. She didn't remember a thing from yesterday.
"Oh god alright...uh...Ralph, come here boy."
I needed to collect myself. Even if it was only for a moment. Any missteps and she could catch on to what I was up to. For now, at least, she thinks I'm just coming over to feed Jimmy's snake while he's away.
I did my best to contain an unmistakable grin while I tended to Ralph. I took great joy in promoting Ralph to the master bedroom while his owner was confined to the crate. The shame and embarrassment of Mrs. Martinez was tantalizing. With him situated, it was time to take advantage of it.
"Are you sure you don't remember what happened? You can trust me. I promise I won't tell anyone. Did you put yourself in there?"
The helpless Mrs. Martinez looked back at the floor. Her crossed arms pulled her chest in tighter. The truth was she didn't know. The suggestion that I walked in on her performing a shameful sex act deeply embarrassed her. She impatiently replied.
"Ugh! No...I...of course not! Look, that's not important right now. Just please let me out of the cage! It's humiliating!"
I wasn't ready to free her just yet. I thoroughly enjoyed watching this beautiful mature woman, uncovered, a neighborhood mom who watched me grow up from the time I was born, helplessly at my mercy.
"Ok, well, hypothetically, if you did lock yourself in there, do you know where you would have put the key?"
The more I shamed her for the predicament I put her in, the more flushed her face became. Her slender hands anxiously rubbed her shoulders while she maintained partial coverage of her breasts. Soon she would do anything to escape from this nightmare.
"Please, Mark! I know what this looks like, but you have to believe me! I promise I'm telling the truth! I don't know where the key is. Can't you think of anything else?"
The pride of Mrs. Martinez was evaporating quickly. Her words began to sound like those of a young girl caught red-handed. I was completely in control without the need for hypnosis. I continued to tease her.
"I guess I could call a locksmith. He could probably break the lock."
My words startled her back onto all fours. The uncomfortable position on her knees put significant pressure on her back and matching burgundy toenails. She wasn't strong enough to hold it for very long with the weight of her tits pulling her forward. Her jugs bounced as they dropped from her hands back into my line of sight. Mrs. Martinez grabbed for the cage door as she urgently rejected my fake idea.
"No! You can't! This needs to stay between us. No one else can ever find out about this. No one!"
Unfortunately for the unwitting mother, that was a promise I intended to keep. If I managed to pull this off, no one would ever find out about my plans for her. With Jimmy away visiting colleges for the next few days, she was mine.
"Please Mark, I'm so embarrassed. Can't you just look it up or something? You can figure this out, right?"
Yes, I could figure this out, however, I had a couple of things in store for her before then. The first of which was to see if she removed the plug from her butt. The wire cage kept her on display from all angles. While I had seen all of her embarrassing parts the day before, I started to get off on the idea of her catching me. At least while she was helplessly locked in the crate, I wanted to inflict as much humiliation as I could.
"Maybe there's a way to open the cage from this side?"
Mrs. Martinez desperately adjusted while she cried out.
"NO WAIT! DON'T LOOK!"
The small cage restricted the movement of her voluptuous body. Her unsuccessful attempts to shield her wide vulnerable rear with her small delicate hands resulted in a pleasant jiggle from each cheek as she helplessly bounced against the cage walls. Awaiting me between her two jiggling pillowy cheeks was the pink jeweled butt plug from yesterday.
"Ok, I'm sorry geez! You don't have to yell at me. I'm just trying to help you know? It's not like it's my fault you're in there."
Mrs. Martinez was mortified. Her penetrated butt hole and shaved pussy were presented to a young man only half her age on a silver platter. Any hopes she had of retaining her dignity went out the window.
"Whatever...just forget about it...ok? I just want to get out of here."
