Disclaimer:
This story can be triggering even for seasoned fetish readers due to a combination of three things; it involves religion, family and features a lot of emotional torment.
If any of these subjects are off limits to you then you should definitely not read this story.
If it only makes you more interested in reading it however then you might enjoy it very much.
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Prologue:
Daniel had just turned eighteen and this year had been rocky to say the least, his maternal grandfather had passed away a couple of months ago and since he had never known his biological father his grandfather had been the closest thing to a father figure he had.
The numerous boyfriends his mother had brought home over the years didn't count, at least not to him. To top it off his mother had also started behaving strangely since her father died, she had become overly strict and religious.
She had introducing several 'house rules' that had a strong religious tilt to them.
First she forbade him to swear, which he found annoying but could live with, he didn't swear a whole lot anyway, if anything he swore less than she did. Then she made him pray with her before eating dinner, something they had never done previously, he was still okay with it as he understood it was her way of dealing with her father's death and it was very small hassle for him to do. But she quickly took it one step too far and required him to thank the lord before 'any' meal. Now that was annoying, if he ate as much as a cookie without praying out loud, mom would be all over him and scold him for not thanking the lord.
She was starting to freak him out, he had hoped it was just a phase but he feared that it might not be. As much as he hated it when mom had come home late on weekend nights with a stranger around her arm and then having to listen to her moan loudly as she was getting plowed by the equally loud stranger. He actually preferred that mom over the type of person she was starting to become. At least previously she didn't bother him too much directly, all this religious bull she insisted on however always found a way to impact him directly.
It wasn't that Daniel didn't have sympathy for his mother, she hadn't had it easy, becoming pregnant at the age of 21 by a boyfriend who immediately left her couldn't have been easy. And losing both her parents while still in her 30's must've been hard, but he felt she could've handled it much better. For example, he understood why she wanted to go to church every Sunday, but why did she have to force 'him' to go with her? He wasn't religious, and she hadn't been until her mother died two years ago, and even then she hadn't been a fanatic or anything. But after her father's death this year she had almost lost her mind, the latest 'house rule' she introduced filled him with rage, for some reason she thought it was appropriate for her to forbid him to masturbate.
Yes, she actually forbade him to masturbate, he told her she was out of her mind if she thought he was going to adhere to that rule but she had doubled down, "It specifically says in the bible that masturbation is a sin Daniel and I will not allow you to sin while living under my roof! Ever! Do you hear me?" she had yelled.
Seething with anger Daniel had locked himself in his room and stayed there the whole day, refusing to eat dinner. He had just turned eighteen years old but the way his mother treated him made him feel like a child more than ever before.
Chapter 01: Who Does Mom Think She Is?
Daniel dragged himself out of bed, he hadn't eaten any dinner last night and back then it had felt like a punishment towards his mother, but as his empty stomach rumbled weakly it became evident to him that he had mostly punished himself. He went to the bathroom to take a leak and to freshen up.
He splashed some water into his face and looked up into the reflection in the mirror, his dirty blonde hair was a mess and his blue eyes were sunken in from fatigue. He also spotted more pimples than usual, on his best day you could say he looked handsome due to his pronounced jaw line, but today was not his best day. Daniel felt like he needed a shower bad, but food in his stomach even more badly so he exited the bathroom and headed to the kitchen.
He had hoped mom wouldn't be up yet but she was. She stood in the kitchen with her arms crossed as if she had been waiting for him. He had a feeling she hadn't gotten saner over night so he looked down at the floor and tried to sneak by her on his way towards the fridge.
Mom uncrossed her arms however and blocked his path with her left arm, forcing him to look up at her, at 5'8 feet tall mom was only two inches shorter than him. He looked up into her cold blue eyes; she had tied her long brown hair up into a top knot and looked dissatisfied at him with a frown on her face.
"What now?" Daniel asked tiredly.
"You better not have masturbated yesterday!" mom said and looked at him suspiciously.
Daniel sighed loudly and rolled with his eyes, "You still on about that?" he said and attempted to reach the fridge again but mom didn't budge, even though he outweighed her by thirty pounds she had some kind of strength he couldn't understand.
"Answer me Daniel, and you better not lie to me!" she said and looked sternly at him.
Daniel rolled his eyes again and looked contemptuously at his mother, "You can't do anything about it anyway so there's no point in asking." he said as assertively as he could.
"Is that so?" mom said and laughed coldly, "Is that food you're trying to get from my fridge?" she said and smiled.
"You're gonna starve me now? Wow, some mom you are!" he said angrily.
Mom smiled and looked satisfied, "You're eighteen years old now so I don't have to provide for you anymore. If you don't like my house rules you don't have to live here."
"Then maybe I won't!" Daniel said threateningly.
Mom laughed, "You've got no money and no education, where would you go and what would you do?"
Blushing with anger Daniel said, "Anything beats staying here and obeying your psychopathic rules!"
To his great surprise mom slapped him across the face, almost to shocked to be angry he quietly whispered, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Another slap followed and mom looked fearlessly at him, with perfectly calm voice she said, "I'm disciplining you, which I should've done a lot earlier young man."
"You can't just slap me whenever you feel like it!"
"I can and I will if you don't behave." she said strictly with her lips tightly pursed.
Daniel's head was spinning, he couldn't find a retort, mom wasted no time and grabbed the initiative.
"You will do as I tell you or suffer the consequences." she said calmly, "And if you want food today you better tell me if you masturbated yesterday."
Daniel shook his head reluctantly, "I didn't, okay. You happy now?" he said, looking angrily at her.
Mom smiled and appeared satisfied, "Good, and do you promise not to masturbate in the future?" she asked.
Daniel's eyes were filled with disgust as he answered his mother, "I promise I won't masturbate, happy?"
"I will be if you keep your promise, but if I catch you masturbating I will be very very angry with you!" she said and looked sternly at her son.
Humiliated and angry, Daniel lowered his eyes to avoid his mother's gaze, without saying anything mom took a step to the side, allowing him to open the fridge.
Furious and embarrassed Daniel took some butter and cheese out of the fridge put it on a couple of sandwiches, he got ready to leave for his room when mom keenly stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.
"Forgot something?" she asked expectantly.
Daniel knew exactly what she was referring to and said monotonously, "Bless us lord for these gifts which we are about to receive from your bounty through our lord Christ, amen."
Mom let go of Daniel's shoulder and he went to his room to eat. He chowed down his sandwiches and headed to school, rarely had he preferred being in school than at home but this was certainly one of these instances, Mom had gone completely mad, he had no plans to follow her crazy new rule but now he had to pretend like he did which was unfortunate.
Time flew at school and Daniel found himself back home far quicker than he'd like to.
He sighed when he saw mom's car being parked on the driveway, sometimes she would be home from her job late and he hoped it would be one of those occasions but it wasn't.
He had no interest in interacting with her as every time he spoke with her she created some new crazy rule for him to follow. As soon as he closed the front door behind him mom appeared from the bathroom, she said 'hi' and he returned the sentence with no emotion.
He quickly took off his jacket and his shoes but before he could sneak into his room she hit him with an uncomfortable question.
"You haven't masturbated at school have you?" she asked.
Daniel immediately answered, "No." and prepared to close the door behind him but stopped in his tracks.
"Is that a new rule you have now? That I can't masturbate anywhere?" he asked with contempt.
"It's the same rule, no masturbating. It's a sin according to the bible." she said calmly and stirred the tea she was holding.
