Everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen. I'll admit upfront that I know nothing about sub/dom stuff, so my apologies to those of you who consider yourselves experts. I hope you enjoy the story. Please rate and comment.
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Finding Mom Bound
The camping trip was a wash out - literally. Rain had flooded the valley, and a flash flood had washed away everything. Rob only had time to grab his backpack as he ran up the hill to escape. Reaching safety, he looked through the pack to see what little he had saved. There were swim trunks, bug spray, a single change of clothes, and two granola bars. Checking one of the pockets he found his car keys and wallet. His cell phone and everything else were wherever the tent was. He hadn't done a very good job picking out the campsite.
"At least I'm alive," he said to no one.
Rob hiked barefoot back to his car and headed home. Rather than sleeping on the cold, hard ground he would be in his soft warm bed tonight.
He arrived home just after nine pm and went in through the garage. Both his mother's car and her friend Carol's pickup were in the garage. Stepping inside, he noticed only a small light in the kitchen was still on. He grabbed a soda from the refrigerator then quietly went upstairs to his room. His mother's bedroom door, at the end of the hall, was open and the light on. Rob decided to let her know he was home if she was still awake.
Stepping up to her door, he froze. His mother, Denise, was nude and tied to her bed. Carol was sitting between her legs holding a large vibrator to his mother's pussy as she finger fucked her.
"Oh, my god!" his mother said seeing her son in the doorway.
Carol turned to look, then smiled. "You're back early. Give us a few minutes and meet us in the kitchen. We probably need to talk," Carol told him.
"You're both adults. I'm going to go shower," Rob said turning to leave.
"Come to the kitchen when you're done," Carol called out after him.
"Fine," he called back.
Rob went to his room and put his backpack on his desk chair, still in shock from what he had just walked in on. He had wondered if Carol might be a lesbian. She was a bit masculine. Rob never suspected that his mother might be her lover. He undressed and got in the shower. After finishing he put on some sweats and headed to the kitchen to grab something to eat.
Carol, now fully dressed, was sitting at the table with a glass of wine. There were two more glasses on the table. His mother, wearing her long, white, cotton robe was busy at the stove.
"Denny is fixing us something to eat. Have a seat," Carol said.
"Guys, I'm fine. You're both adults, so what you do is your business," he said taking a seat.
"Ordinarily, I'd agree with you. This, however, involves you," Carol replied.
"Really. I'm fine with it. I am sorry I walked in on you."
"I suspect that was a good thing. May I explain?" Carol asked.
"Not necessary," he answered taking a sip of wine.
"Yes, I think it is. So, why are you home a day early?" Carol asked.
"Rained out. Poor planning," he chuckled.
"Rob, I'm moving to Houston for work later this week. I was planning on having this discussion with you tomorrow when you got home."
"Okay. I'm all ears."
"For the last two years I've been your mother's dom."
Rob's brow raised. "Dom as in dom/sub?"
"Exactly."
Rob looked at his mother. She was blushing but continued what she was doing without looking up.
"Denny and I have known each other since you were a toddler. She's a submissive. While married to your father, she was a good little trad wife. He never realized her true nature and she never acted on it. Once he was out of the picture, I did act on it. I stepped in and essentially took control of most everything that didn't involve you. We both felt it wiser not to tell you. Now, with me moving, things are about to change. She needs you to step up and take over my roll."
"Is this some kind of hidden camera thing?" Rob asked jokingly.
"Not at all."
Rob turned to his mother. "It's a joke, right?" he asked her.
Denise continued what she was doing and didn't acknowledge his question.
"She won't answer you. I haven't given her permission to speak," Carol advised.
"Right."
"Mom?" he called.
She still didn't respond.
"She won't answer until I give her permission. Other than serve us, she won't do anything until I tell her to."
"Carol, you're fucking with me," he said.
"Denny?" Carol said. Denise turned to her. "Lose the robe."
His mother blushed but didn't hesitate untying the robe and letting it fall to the floor. Standing there nude, she turned back to her task. A moment later, she picked up two plates and put them on the table in front of her son and Carol. Denise then stood waiting standing next to the table. Rob sat watching with his mouth agape.
"Get yours and join us," Carol told her.
Denise walked back to the counter, picked up her plate and joined them at the table.
"She's very obedient. Denny, you may act on your own," Carol said.
"Welcome home, honey," she told her son, then drank half her glass of wine.
"Uh, thanks. Mom, is this all true."
"Yes, baby. It makes me happy," his mother replied smiling at him.
"It's her desire that I hand the reins, so to speak, over to you," Carol said.
"Is that true, mom?"
"I trust you. For a submissive, that's very important. I know you love me and won't do anything to hurt me," she said.
"Within reason," Carol added. "She enjoys mild discipline, but not actual pain."
"Guys, I don't know anything about being a dom," Rob protested.
"I can teach you," his mother said.
"There isn't a lot to learn really. She needs to please you. Tell her what you desire. Respect who and what she is," Carol advised.
"Since you're my son we need to keep this private," his mother added.
"Yeah, I'm sure we do. Mom, are you okay sitting here naked in front of me?"
"What I'm comfortable with isn't the issue. My mistress wants me this way. I was embarrassed initially, but I'm comfortable now," his mother replied.
"How much control do you actually have?" Rob asked Carol.
"Obviously, there are limits. If I told her to rob a bank or jump off a cliff, she wouldn't. Now, if I told her to touch herself, eat me, or fuck you, she'd do it without hesitation," Carol replied.
"Is that true, mom?"
"Yes, honey. I need to make mistress happy. If you become master, I'll do the same for you."
"Want your dick sucked? I can tell her to do it," Carol offered.
"If mom was going to suck my dick, I'd want her to do it because she wanted to. Not because you ordered it," Rob replied.
