Hot Mother Slowly Submits

In order to enjoy this story, you may wish to read the previous chapters 'Hot Mother in Their Grasp, 1, 2 and 3', by the same author.

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Mark, 19, and his Mom, D, had enjoyed an evening together the previous evening when they had visited a Pizza House and then returned home. Back at home Mark had persuaded his mom (by fair means and foul) to pose for some photographs in a sexy outfit, and this had got more and more dangerous from D's point of view, until she had finally called a halt when she was just down to her miniscule panties!!

Although his Mom had then gone to bed, Mark was determined to continue to try and keep the pressure on her, and the following evening they were going to be on their own again, as D's husband (Mark's father) was away working for a few days. How to go about it, though? That was the big question for Mark!!

This had all come about because D had got involved with some of Mark's college friends who all played in the baseball team, and they had used some devious means to get her under their control. She had been photographed out in the woods by the guys, and ended up being fucked, and later she had been taken to a secluded barn out on a farm where the college guys had enjoyed the fruits of her tremendous body again. On this occasion, the whole episode had been videoed and, more importantly, D's son, Mark, had been hiding in the loft and seen every single moment.

Mark had also received, from one of the college guys, Tommy, quite a number of the photos previously taken in the woods. Mark regularly drooled over these pictures of his statuesque Mom on his computer and, bit by bit, he had persuaded her to come out on a date with him...this date had been the previous evening.

Mark, quite naturally (or unnaturally, depending on which way you look at it!), had become more and more determined to try and seduce his mother, particularly since he now had sexy pictures of her and had witnessed the way she had capitulated to the college guys wishes at the barn. He knew she was one hell of a sexy woman and he was determined to enjoy the fruits of that awesome body himself. Not only that, but he wanted to take control of her and turn her into his own plaything!

D had already allowed him to take some risqué pictures of her but she had brought the matter to a close when she thought the episode had reached its dangerous limit.

Mark wasn't satisfied. He wanted more!! He was going to push her as far as was necessary. If she had given in to his baseball team mates, then he was definitely going to have some more of the woman who was the closest female in his life...and who could blame him??

D was in her late 30s, but still with a fabulous body. Standing only at a little over 5', she packed a stunning figure. She was blessed with a pretty face, had lovely blonde hair down to her shoulders, and who could miss those magnificent DD breasts. Her stomach was hard and flat from plenty of gym work, her ass was shapely and tight and her thighs and calves tapered off to give a magnificent all-round appearance. No wonder most hot blooded men always gave her a second look...and now her own son was no different!

When Mark came down to breakfast the following morning, his Mom was already over the grill cooking bacon for them both. She would be off to her part-time job and Mark would be off to college. There was an embarrassing silence for a few moments until Mark said,

'Thanks for the date last night, Mom...it was awesome!' His mother gave him a silent but angry look, bringing a plate of bacon sandwiches to the table and then replied,

'The pizza was nice, son, but then things got a little too much, didn't they? I mean, you took more liberties than I was comfortable with, Mark...after all, it's your mother you're dealing with and I think...' Mark interrupted, determined to take his Mom further and further down the road to complete submission.

'Look, Mom. What happened last night was nothing compared to what the guys have been enjoying with you, was it?' D's face turned crimson and she sat down, lowering her eyes, not wanting to make eye contact with her son. Mark continued.

'I worship you, Mom, and think you are one hell of a sexy woman, even though you are my Mom.'

'But...,' D tried to but in.

'But nothing, Mom. Besides the photos in the woods, Mom, I know you went to the barn with the guys, out in the fields. I'm jealous, Mom, and all I'm asking is some quality time with you alone, and some more of my own photographs to be able to enjoy on my own.'

'You said you'd delete those photos that were sent to you by those ass-hole friends that you have, didn't you...have you done it, Mark?'

'I will, Mom...but it won't get rid of the originals, will it...and it won't get rid of the video that the guys filmed in the barn, will it?'

Tears welled up in D's eyes.

'Jesus Christ, does everybody know everything that has happened? Has the whole world seen these pornographic pictures and films of me? Oh my God!'

'Not yet, Mom...but they could, couldn't they? I could delete my pictures and try to make sure the guys do the same thing with their copies. I could really try!'

'And will you, Mark...will you do that for me,' and she looked deep into her son's eyes as she sniffled the question. He moved in for the kill.

'Well, we said last night that we'd have a nice meal at home tonight, just the two of us...I'll delete my pictures from Tommy, and you would pose for some more photos for me. Then, I'll make sure the guys get rid of their copies...is that a deal, Mom?'

'How can I be sure, son?'

'You can watch me delete my pictures, and you'll just have to take my word about the guys. But I want some sexy pictures again, Mom...I've seen you in that red dress you've worn when you've been out with dad sometimes. I want you to wear that tonight, Mom.'

'Oh God, what a mess...look, it's late and we've got to get out of the house, now. I'll see you this evening, Mark, and we'll take it from there.' Mark smiled to himself...he still had the upper hand!

His Mom was waiting in the kitchen when he got home from college about 4 o'clock later that afternoon. She only worked in her office during the mornings, so she had obviously been brooding about her situation all afternoon.

'Look Mark,' she started. 'Is this right, what we are doing? What about your father? If he ever found out about...,' she bleated.

'He won't find out, Mom, I promise...just as long as you do what I say. And anyway, what we've been doing is nothing compared to what you've been doing with the guys, is it?' D looked aghast!

'Do what I say?...what do you mean, 'Do what I say?'

'Well, Mom...Dad won't see the photographs,' and Mark moved over to his Mom and began to rub her shoulders again from behind. He went on, 'Dad won't see the pictures, I'll delete the photos that Tommy sent me, and I'll try to make sure the guys get rid of all their photos and video. But I need you to become just what I want...to be my sexy, hot Mom, because that's just what you are...a sexy, hot woman...and then I'll make sure you won't have to do anything else for anybody else. I won't interfere with your life with Dad...but when we are just the two of us, then you behave just the way I want you to.'

'And that is?' D asked nervously.

'Well, we play it by ear as we go along,' grinned Mark. 'Starting tonight when you promised to cook a nice meal for both of us...and then you change into that sexy, red dress for some more photographs.'

'And if I say No?'

'Then who knows what might happen, Mom. It would be terrible if any of the photos got into the wrong hands, wouldn't it...and what if the guys accidentally let that video from the barn slip onto the internet? But that's not going to happen, Mom, because we are just going to get on like a house on fire! We are really bosom buddies, Mom...and you're going to look after me, and I'm going to look after you.'

'Jesus, Mark...as long as I do what you say, and behave just how you want me to, then you think everything is going to be alright? Is that it, Mark?'

'Exactly, Mom. It's pretty straightforward, isn't it, so why don't we start with that meal we're going to have together. What have you got planned?'

'You're an ass-hole, Mark...but do I have any choice?'

'Not really, Mom...but don't keep worrying...everything will be OK,...as long as you become my obedient, sexy Mom. So don't keep arguing!!' and he kissed his Mom on the cheek and went to his room to change.

30 minutes later, they were sat at the table with steak and chips, and Mark had brought home a bottle of champagne to try and relax his Mom. He poured a glass for D and had a coke himself. The atmosphere was slowly easing but D was still as nervous as hell as to what her son might have planned. She took a long swig from the champagne and cut into her steak.

'So I've got to be obedient for my own son, have I? Is that what you're saying, Mark? How obedient is obedient?' Mark knew that he was starting to control his Mom, because she had very little choice, and now was his chance to make the situation quite clear to D.

'I'm never going to hurt you, Mom, because I worship you and really get excited when I am with you. You turn me on, Mom, and I am jealous of what other guys have enjoyed with you...and I want you to start to accept what excites me...you're a hot, sexy woman, and that's what you're going to be with me, Mom. So just accept it,' and he took her glass of champagne and held it up to D's lips. 'Drink it, Mom, there's a whole bottle to get through...go on, drink it!'

D just had to open her lips and take the fizzy liquid down, swigging mouthful by mouthful into her stomach as it was almost tipped between her lips.

'That's a good girl, Mom,' grinned Mark. 'This steak is delicious. Aren't I the lucky guy? I have a sexy, hot Mom who's also a great cook. What could be better? Now eat up, Mom.' He refilled D's glass with champagne while his Mom nervously continued to eat her meal. What the hell was in store for her, she thought. There was no doubt that her 19 year old son was starting to tell her what to do...she felt her mentality almost taking on the role of becoming submissive, and there seemed very little that she could do about it.

Mark had gulped his steak down while D was still eating, so he decided to set the rules for that evening.

'I'm going to my room, Mom, and when you've finished eating, I want you to change into that red dress, with some sexy high heels, and then come to my room. You can then watch me delete those photos of you in the woods. I promised I would, and you can watch me do it. Don't be too long, Mom. Oh...just one more thing...have another drink to relax you, Mom,' and he held the glass to her lips again and more or less forced D to gulp down some more of the alcoholic drink.

'Jesus, Mark, I'm going to be drunk if you keep pouring this stuff down my throat. Are you sure...' He interrupted her protests again.

'Yes, I'm sure, Mom. Just do it and come up when you're ready. Oh, and touch up your make-up, Mom.' He left the table, giving his Mom a kiss on the top of her blonde hair, and he took the bottle of champagne and D's glass and went to his room.

In his room, Mark tidied up as best he could, and turned on his computer. He filled D's glass up again with champagne and left it on the bedside table. Now, all he wanted was his mother to appear. It was all quiet for about 20 minutes and then there was a quiet knock on his bedroom door. At least his Mom had obeyed so far.

When D entered the room she looked stunning and Mark took in a deep breathe.

'I don't know why I'm doing this, Mark, for Christ's sake, and...'

'It's because I've told you to...and it's because you want to, Mom. Now, just relax and watch me delete those pictures off the computer.'

D was wearing a stupendous, sexy, dark red dress. It only came down to about four inches above her knees and it was buttoned all the way up to mid-chest. Her wonderful breasts stood out beautifully, and she had worn some fuck-me high heels that made her bare, shapely legs look awesome. The dress was tight all around her body and Mark could see that she had also added some dark eye-liner, mascara and soft pink lip-stick. The effect was stunning.

'Wow, Mom, you look gorgeous...real sexy.'

'You know it's not what I normally wear, Mark, don't you, so you just make sure that it's just between the two of us, and that it stays between these four walls.'

Mark had other ideas but they could wait for the time being.

D watched her son delete the file that contained the photographs from the woods, and then Mark stood up and put an arm round his Mom's shoulders.

'See, Mom, all gone...those nasty photographs have all gone. It's just you and me now. Have another sip of the champagne, Mom,' and he picked up the glass and eased it against her lips once more. D was already feeling woozy from the drink she'd had already and tried to protest again.

'God, Mark, I'm tipsy already...what are you trying to do?'

'Drink it, Mom,' and he pushed gently against her mouth until D had to take some more champagne down inside her. Mark put down the glass and stood behind his Mom with his hands massaging her shoulders. He was able to see down onto the big, firm tits that jutted out from D's body and he could smell the subtle perfume that she'd obviously put on.

'You look awesome, Mom, really sexy in that dress...and you smell so good as well. I'll just get my camera,' and he kissed her head again before grasping his camera from his computer desk.

'Just a few of you standing, Mom, so just move with your back to the wall.'

'Are you really sure you want some more pictures of me, Mark. I'm feeling woozy already and I'm not sure...'

'This really is the start of you doing what I tell you to do, Mom,' he uttered with a firm voice. 'I've got rid of those pictures for you but now I set the rules and you know why you're going to be obedient, don't you. We've been over it again and again, and now you're going to be my sexy Mom. Will you just hold the glass for a few of the pictures?'

Reluctantly, D picked up her glass and stood against the white, plain wall. She was feeling the effects of the champagne and watched as her son click, click, clicked the camera for the first of the shots. Mark knew exactly how he wanted this episode to progress and he next took a few close-ups of his Mom's sexy, made-up face with the blonde hair encompassing her sultry eyes and mouth.

'Lovely, Mom, you look really hot tonight...just take another sip of your drink...that's great, Mom.' D took a gentle sip of the drink...click, click, click.

She really was woozy from the effects of the drink and the erotic atmosphere she found herself in once more, and was more or less resigned to doing what her son told her to do. But what of this, 'You'll do just what I tell you to do, Mom?' Could she handle it, was she ready to be completely submissive to her son? She was tired again after a busy day and thought that it would just be an evening like the previous one...that's what she hoped for, anyway!

'You've got a hell of a figure, Mom, and I want to see it, so...'

'Well, as long as the photos are decent, Mark, let's just...'

'Let's just do what I tell you to do, Mom...and everything will be OK,' Mark repeated with a firm voice. 'Now, just undo the dress, Mom, all the way down.'

'You mean that, Mark?...all the way down?'

'Yes, Mom, undo all the buttons, and stand against the wall.'

D knew that now her son held the upper hand. He was promising to get the video and pictures destroyed, and she had watched him delete the pictures that he possessed. Perhaps Mark was being honest when he promised that no-one else would see his photos, least of all his father, but she was still nervous about his statement that she 'would do just what I tell you to do!' She had already posed for pictures the previous evening, so what harm would another photo session bring?

Her woozy head and the more relaxed atmosphere seemed to tell her that she should enjoy the moments with her handsome son, because that's what he was...her handsome, 19 year old son!! Nothing to worry about!!

D slowly began to undo the buttons on the dress while her son watched with excited anticipation. Finally the last button was undone and Mark could see glimpses of the pink bra and tight panties. D's stomach was flat and hard, the panties were tiny between her thighs and the bra was wiry and uplifting, holding the big DD breasts up and pushing them together. Mark almost licked his lips.

'Beautiful, Mom, really beautiful. Could you just hold one side open and then look down on the camera.' Mark had knelt down and took photos of his Mom, looking up at her stupendous body. D obeyed and held one side of the dress apart; Most of one side of her body was on view, and Mark could see one of her legs in its entirety as well as the little bra being almost squashed by the wholesome breasts fighting to escape, Click, click, click.

He then focussed the camera between his mother's legs and deliberately click clicked her waist and the little panties, knowing the camera would pick up the bare cunt in the shadows under the thin panties. He moved his arm and reached to her thigh and gently eased the seductive leg apart from the other.

'Mark, Mark, what are you doing?' D protested.

'Come on, Mom. You look so sexy and your figure is fantastic. Just move your feet apart some more...do it, Mom!' and he rose and gave his Mom some gentle kisses on her forehead and by her ear.

The drink and the kisses from her son were beginning to diminish D's resistance again and, as her son held her thigh, D moved one of her high heel shoes so that her legs eased open another foot or so. She looked delectable...and really fuckable. Mark was taking it slow but sure!!

Click, click, click...this was easy, thought D...but would it stay that way?

'Hold the dress wide open now, Mom. Your body is ravishing.' D tried to smile as she moved the material again, now revealing her glorious body and the pink underwear. Click, click, click! Mark moved from side to side as D stood against the wall. He caught her profile with the magnificent breasts jutting out like sun-capped mountains. Now, he thought he would try and soften her even more and moved up close to her.

'See Mom, it's easy, isn't it? You are a natural model...and a beautiful woman!' He caressed her face and bent his 6' frame to gently kiss her lips. The atmosphere was electric and the drink made it difficult for D to resist and she offered up her mouth to her son. This time, Mark held her blonde hair and increased the pressure on his Mom's mouth. Slowly, his Mom gave in and Mark slid his tongue inside to search the soft skin inside her mouth.

The kiss was erotic but beautiful and eventually Mark took his lips away but still held his Mom's head in his fingers.

'See, Mom, you are so gorgeous and I'm never going to hurt you...but I just want to enjoy you being my mother!' D nervously smiled and wondered what that really meant, but at this moment she just tried to relax. She didn't even complain too much when Mark slid his hands onto her open dress and pushed it gently off her shoulders and onto the floor. She was now standing in just her flimsy underwear and the fuck-me teetering high heels.

'Is this what you really want, Mark, to see your 'old' mother in just her underwear? Wouldn't you rather be photographing the sexy girls at college?' He still held her with his big arms, kissed her on the lips again and said,

'There's no contest, Mom. You are awesome, you are a real woman and I'm never going to tire of being close to you,' and this time his arms went round her shoulders and back, and he pulled D close to him. His mouth went to D's lips again and straight away his tongue opened her mouth and he was searching inside with masculine force. D, flattered by her son's words, just gave in again and her own tongue began to respond to Mark exploring her mouth.