Author's notes: This story is loosely inspired by an erotic comic I saw once, about a son blackmailing his mother for sex, or else he'll tell his dad about her infidelity. The main theme of this story is Incest/Taboo, but has a strong non-consent element, as well as some BDSM. All participants are over the age of 18.
Also, note that you should probably leave reality at the door for this one. If you are bothered by a son forcing his mother into sex after finding out about her extra-marital affairs, I'm sure you can find another incest story somewhere else.
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Sarah was devastated! She had been lying on her bed, watching the news on her tablet, and now her world had ended. Her husband was in a car accident just outside of his workplace and was now in a medically induced coma from the crash. But that wasn't the reason for her sadness. The car her husband had hit belonged to her lover, Jack. She'd been having an affair with Jack and her husband, George, were both dead.
According to the news reports, Jack was leaving his parking space when her husband's car rammed into his and they skidded across the parking lot, hitting a lamp post in the process. Jack had died on impact, but her husband sustained injuries and was unresponsive by the time they made it to the hospital. The cops at the scene suggested that her husband had been drinking because there were a dozen bottles of gin in the car with him.
Now, Sarah was alone. George knew nothing about the affair, but their relationship had hit an all-time low. They hadn't had sex in years, which led Sarah to start the affair with Jack, but she had to keep it secret, or else lose thousands in the divorce. Sarah and George had a pre-nuptial agreement, and cheating from either party was included in the agreement. Sarah was secretly glad that George never found out, but now her financial situation was in jeopardy since she knew for a fact that George had made their son his sole beneficiary for his last will, as soon as he turned 18, which was a year ago.
A coughing sound sounded from behind. She turned on her back and looked over her shoulder. At the entrance to her bedroom was her son, Daniel, who was the spitting image of her husband, but with the one exception of his hair. Daniel, like his mother, was blonde. He also had a strange grin on his face, and Sarah suddenly felt a twinge of fear. She immediately recognized that expression. It was the same whenever Daniel had discovered a piece of information that no one else knew, and was eager to share it. For a nanosecond, Sarah was scared for her safety.
"Hey, Mom," Daniel said, his tone sounding eerily casual, despite the devastating situation they both faced.
"I'm not in the mood for a conversation, Daniel." Sarah said, wiping a tear from her cheek, "Can we talk later?"
Daniel smiled, "Sorry, mom, but this is important." He said, stepping over the threshold and closing the door behind him. He had a folder in his hands and was wearing a tight-fitting shirt and pants. His feet were bare, meaning he likely took his socks off before coming into the room. Sarah glanced at the folder in his hands as she sat up.
"I told you already that this isn't a good time." Sarah said, more forcefully, "I just saw the news report about your father!"
"So did I." Daniel said, his voice turning to a casual tone, "Sad thing that. Sucks to bed Dad right now."
Sarah's eyes narrowed, "How can you be so cavalier about your father being in a coma?" She asked, astounded, "Have you no shame? What makes you so smug as to be anything less than devastated about this situation?"
Daniel's smile widened, "I don't know," he said, shrugging, "Maybe it's that I'm now the man of the house." He pulled a chair from the corner of the room to the foot of the bed and sat down in it, placing the folder at the foot of the bed.
Sarah followed his gaze to the folder, but then looked back up at him, "Just because dad's in a coma, it doesn't make you the head of the household!" She said, angrily, "I live here, too! I'm still his wife!"
"You are his wife, yes, but not for much longer if I don't get my way!" Daniel said, crossing his arms and smiling, "But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's start over, shall we?"
He then leaned forward and grabbed the file, waving it in his mother's face, "I know your secret!" He said, the grin returning.
Sarah's eyes widened, "What secret?" She asked, her voice trembling. He couldn't have known! She was careful, she made sure no one would find out about the affair!
Daniel's grin broadened, "Cut the shit, Mom." He said, "I know about the affair, I know how much you've been mooching off of Dad, and I know how much money Jack's been stealing from Dad's accounts. I also know that the money he's funnelled has been going into a fund for you so that Jack could spoil you rotten all while Dad's stake in the company has been dwindling."
Sarah's eyes widened in shock, "What?!" She hadn't known about Jack's embezzlement.
Daniel smirked and opened the file. Inside, there were a dozen pictures of his mother, blonde and naked and lithe, with double-D breasts and a shaved pussy, and Jack, a well-muscled tan man in his mid-forties, with an average-sized dick. The pictures showed the two of them in a variety of sexual poses and a wide range of acts. One showed Jack and Sarah in a 69, with Sarah on top bobbing up and down on Jack's dick, while Jack ate Sarah's pussy.
Another showed Sarah on all fours, facing the foot of the bed, her eyes closed and her mouth open, clearly moaning, while Jack was behind her with his dick in her ass. a hand on her reddened cheek.
A third picture showed Jack and Sarah out by the pool, their bathing suits discarded and Jack's right hand shoved up Sarah's pussy, with Sarah's mouth open and a series of liquids squirting through Jack's fingers. From the angle of the shot, Sarah noticed that it was taken from above, likely near the open balcony. Her eyes widened in shock when she realized that Daniel had taken these photos while watching her and Jack have sex in the house.
"You were watching me?!" She asked, her voice rising in outrage.
Daniel smiled, maniacally, "What's wrong, Mom?" He said, "Don't like being an exhibitionist?"
Sarah leaned forward and slapped his cheek, "Get out, you little shit! Get out and take your photos with you!"
Daniel touched the spot where her hand hit him, rotated his jaw, and glared at his mother, "Or what?" He said, "You'll go to the cops and tell them you've been having an affair with your husband's business partner? I'm sure they'll love knowing that the two men who got into a car accident today had committed more crimes than Capone!"
Sarah blinked in surprise, "What are you talking about?" she asked.
Daniel opened the folder again and took out a series of documents. They showed the financial statements of his father's company over the past two years, starting exactly the moment that his mother and Jack started fucking. Sarah read the documents and her shock doubled.
Over the past two years, Jack had smuggled funds from all corners of George's financial records, taking small amounts from every project imaginable, and funnelled them into a series of private accounts. Apparently, Jack was intending to bankrupt George and steal Sarah off to some unknown part of the world. The thing was, Sarah had no idea that was his intention. She was tired of the loveless marriage, and wanted a release of her sexual frustrations, not get involved in criminal activity and bankrupt her husband!
She dropped the files and looked up at Daniel, "Why are you showing me this?" she asked, her tone sounding somewhat defeated.
Daniel smiled, his eyes flashing with lust, "Because I want you to know the futility of what I'm going to do." He saiddaysn days' time, I'm going to release Jack's files to the world. Whatever his stake in the company would have been if he'd succeeded will dissolve and everything he owned will be surrendered to the state. You have that amount of time to come to a decision: Accept that your financial support will come to an end, or accept my ultimatum without question."
Sarah shook her head, "But you haven't even told me your ultimatum! How can I agree to it if you haven't even said what it is?" Sarah demanded, tears flowing from her eyes.
Daniel's smile widened into an evil grin and he sat back in his chair, "My ultimatum is this: You surrender to me, body and soul. Everything you are will be dictated to what I desire. Every whim I imagine, you will do without question. Every urge I have will be satiated. If I have a kink and want to explore it, you will honour it. In short, I want a fucktoy, and I've decided it will be you!"
Sarah's mouth dropped in horror and shock, "You can't be serious!" She breathed, "I'm your mother!"
"You were my mother before you decided you wanted a cock that wasn't Dad's!" Daniel said, his tone shifting to anger, "Now, you're just a whore who couldn't get enough of Jack's average cock, only to be an unwilling stooge in his schemes. He played you, Sarah. He used your access to George's funds and manipulated you into being his slut. The affair was his way into the system, and your spread legs made it possible.
"Now, you can either spread your legs for me, or I can share every piece of information about you and Jack with the world, and the shareholders will divorce you from the company, the benefits, and Dad's marriage."
