"It will be all right, I promise. You went too far, that's for sure. She still loves you deep down and will forgive you. But you must show her that you really care."
Drew listened to the response on the phone.
Just then Jesse flew into his apartment, her beautiful brown eyes were full of tears and a stuffed suitcase in her hand. He raised one finger, and then said quietly...
"Just do exactly like I said, remember to follow my instructions to the letter even though they may make no sense, OK? You'll get her back, but this is the only way. You never hit her before. You really fucked up. Hey I have to go, Bye! "
Jesse burst into tears again and she sniffed –
"Who was that?"
"My brother, Dave. His wife left him again poor bastard. But enough of him, what's with you babe?
"The bitch thinks she owns me, and doesn't give a damn about me and what I want. I left my mother for good. I hate her. I hate her! "
Drew stared at Jesse, when angry she was even more irresistible than ever. At twenty, she was all woman. Short brunette hair, small perky breasts and large full lips. Drew shuddered as he thought about those lips around his cock. Drew and Jesse were the perfect couple. He really felt that she was the ONE.
Drew hugged her and held her tight. "Jesse, of course you can stay with me as long as you like."
"I love you. I love you. " She turned up her face and they began to kiss.
He saw a red mark on her ear. It was already red and swollen." What happened Jesse?"
"Mother slapped me, and then I left."
Jesse's mother was the physical opposite of the small, lithe daughter. Tall and blonde, she had huge fake boobs, and an hourglass body with a large but well proportioned round ass. A ~very~ fuckable woman and only 38 years old. Men were constantly falling all over her. Yes Samantha Rivers, VP of advertising in a large downtown agency had the world by the tail. Drew had long lusted after her, but she was unattainable.
"She wants to control me, the bitch. Just because I live at home and she pays for my college, she thinks she owns me. Ever since Daddy left, no one ever tells her what to do. But now, I'm free. "
"Yes. Damn it Jess, but someone ought to make her pay for striking you".
"Drew, would you do that for me? "
"Do what Jess?"
"Make her pay. Break in, steal her things. Slap her around a little."
"Jesse, I..."
"Never mind it's a stupid idea. "
"Wait. Let me finish. I think she deserves more. I think she deserves to have all her power taken away, to be humiliated. She needs to be shown what that feels like, so she can understand what she did to you. I think we should strip her, fuck her against her will..."
"What? Rape my mom? We'd never get away with it!"
"Yes we would. Think of this. She will be naked, powerless, fully exposed. She won't know it was me. And you'll be there to convince her not to go to the police later on. Then even if she does, you'll say the guy had a different description from me. You'll get you revenge. Take away her dignity and abuse her the way she abused you. "
"Wow, that may work. You'd do this for me? "
"Yes. It will cost you though. You know what I've always wanted from you..."
"My ass"
"Exactly. I do this, and in return for taking you in the ass. For at least a month, on demand. It is a big favor after all", Drew said smiling.
Jesse didn't have to answer, the evil grin on her face and the nod was all he needed to know. Drew felt his plan coming together.
The next day, Jesse, according to the plan they hatched deep in the night, returned home apologizing to her mother for running away.
The trap was sprung when Samantha went out to the supermarket returning with a full bag of groceries in hand. Pushing the door open she sang out,
"Honey, I'm home."
She stood there in shock at what she saw. There, naked, gagged and tied to a chair was Jesse. A powerful arm encircled her neck. Another grabbed her breasts. A deep voice spoke menacingly in her ear. The groceries dropped, and scattered on the floor.
"Well, well who do we have here? Tonight's my lucky night. Two for the price of one."
Samantha struggled, but the man masked and dressed in all black was too strong.
"Help! "
"Shut up bitch"
Deftly Drew twisted her arms behind her. With a snap of metal handcuffs, Samantha was imprisoned.
"I think you are overdressed for this party. I can help. Nice tits, bitch. Just think of how many guys at your office would wish they could trade places with me right now. All of them probably."
A knife cut away her blouse, and he pulled off her blue skirt. Yanking her to her feet, he walked her over to a full length mirror. Making her watch, he reached his hands inside her bra and pulled out both super sized breasts. Drew was in heaven. In seconds her thong followed.
"Wow, what a body. This will be fun - at least for me!"
Drew now bound her tight to a chair. Jesse was squirming, wide eyed, not missing a thing.
"Let us go! We won't tell the authorities on you, just leave us alone".
"You are in no position to give orders. I've been through your house and I found little I wanted until the little one came in. I think I'll fuck her pretty little mouth. "
"NO! Don't I..."
