Summary of the story thus far: The principle, Jack, is an 18-year-old, young man who lives with his mother, Jose, and with Benny, her abusive boyfriend. Jack had begun to think of his mother sexual and has dared to explore his feelings and to challenge her true feelings. Locked in their first, charged embrace as they stand in the centre of the kitchen, they have just been discovered by Benny...
Note from Author:
N.B. This chapter of the story contains coercion, violence, or threats leading to non-consensual and incestual sexual activity. If you object to the use of sexual violence, please skip this chapter and resume the story from Part 03b. This chapter will seamlessly dovetail, so you can skip without diminishing your enjoyment, should you wish to do so.
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Silent Night Pt. 03a
The Misery of a Mother's Love
Jack shifted uncomfortably, feeling a deep stiffening in the muscles of his back and neck. He was unsure if he was actually awake or asleep; lost somewhere in the dream-state between. Perhaps he no longer existed on this mortal realm. He imagined that he was an eagle with his huge wings pinned back by the power of flight, his chest pushed forward and his head hung down but all sights and sounds around him seemed detached and afar. He strained to hear above the noise around him. Another eagle shrieked incessantly somewhere around him. It irritated him and he tried in vain to move towards the cry's source. Instead, he focussed on the reason for his wings failing to beat and their refusal to elevate his ascent. He was puzzled as he foggily attempted to comprehend his reality.
Jose starred at her only son; his arms tied securely behind the kitchen chair on which he sat. Blood trickled incessantly down Jack's forehead from the gash on his temple. From his soft moans, she was sure he was alive, but barely, yet despite her calls to him he remained immobile and unresponsive.
Her thoughts recalled the awful events of the past few minutes when she had travelled from the bliss of a new discovery within her son's embrace to her present hell --- Benny had launched himself across the kitchen, his wrath directed at Jack as he had pummelled Jack about the head using his huge frame and weight advantage. Jack had stood no chance, immobilised by the attack's suddenness and savagery. It had but taken a fleeting moment for Benny to subdue Jack and to leave him prostrate and unconscious on the floor.
Meanwhile, Jose had fled to the corner of the kitchen in absolute terror and, trapping herself off from escape, squatted against the sink unit, hugging her knees to her chest as Benny had aimed one final kick to Jack's lifeless head. Having pulled a chair across the room, Benny had effortlessly lifted Jack's limp body onto it. Using the tie pulled from Jack's robe, Benny had tied the young man's arms behind the back of the wooden chair, immobilising him. In moments, Benny had assumed total control of the situation... and he relished his new power.
Jose own scream snapped her thoughts back to her present, as a painful sting from Benny's open-handed swipe landed on her cheek.
"Tell me! How long's this been going on?" screamed Benny. "How long have you been fucking your son?" he spat out.
"Honestly, Benny, it's not what you think," she began. "I was upset and he was just comforting me..."
"Bullshit! I know what I saw... and I know you were whoring him, bitch," Benny hissed at her menacingly. Benny knew he totally owned her now and he could use it. "
What could she do? She can't go to the police,
" he rationalised internally. He made his decision. "If you want to live, you will do as I tell you."
Jose knew she had little choice, she would do whatever he ordered but that submission was reinforced by his next words as he starred ominously into her eyes, "If you want HIM to live,
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he emphasised his words by throwing his arm back to point at Jack's motionless frame strapped to the chair, "you will do as I say. Now, strip!"
She knew her tears and pleas would no longer save her, nor could her son intervene and prevent what was to happen to her.
Slowly, she untied the belt around her nylon house-coat. It slipped from her left shoulder. Shaking her head in a final act of defiance, it finally fell to the floor and her nakedness was revealed to him. Benny could not recall when he had actually seen her full nudity. Neither could he remember ever being more aroused. He moved his rock-hard cock within his boxers an inch to obtain relief from the pressure as it pushed against the limitations of the fabric. He starred at her frame and involuntarily licked his upper lip in salacious fashion.
Jose noticed his involuntary motion and her stomach heaved in disgust at his perversion. She stood before him, entirely exposed to another for the first time since she had given birth to Jack when she had been just a teenager. She remained motionless, vulnerable to his gaze, hypnotised by her fear as she attempted to mentally sequester what was happening to her.
Benny's eyes scanned her entireness from the shapely curve of her calves up her short, but beautifully formed legs, to the swell of her fleshy thighs and beyond to the dark flurry of hair shielding her pussy, which now attracted his gaze. Still staring over Benny's head, Jose felt his obscene stare and drifted one hand to protect her most private part, whilst her other arm futilely attempted to cover her breasts. Benny's anger re-grew and he thundered his order "Put your fucking hands down!"
She obeyed and stood motionless, trying to also be emotionless, with her arms at her sides. Her vision refocussed on her poor son, who now began to softly moan in his unconscious state.
Benny's eyes continued his journey up the curve of Jose's hips, to her navel buried in the narrowness of her waist then continued up to the two fleshy orbs he knew quite well -- perhaps Jose's full, round 'c' cups were the only part of her body that he had seen intimately.
He reached out his left hand and firmly took one of her brown nipples between his thumb and forefinger and twisted forcefully until Jose whimpered and fresh tears broke down her face. He smirked in his triumphant ownership of her body. He pulled her nipple until it extended, hardening in his grasp as he pulled it away from her breast. Jose winced in pain and her bottom lip quivered in silent petition. Benny noticed, of course he did, and he enjoy her discomfort. His eyes narrowed into an evil sneer as he tested the elasticity of the skin connecting her nipple to her breast. Whilst he had used Jose for his own satisfaction many times, he had never before wanted to punish her nor inflict pain... until now.
