Sadie 1-844-332-2639 ext 222
I never expected to be my son’s sex slave. I just made a casual comment about how I have been bored lately. A few days later he said there was an opening at his office for an office assistant. It was nothing more than a gofer position. Someone to make the coffee, do some cleaning, mail sorting, and little odds and ends a few hours a week. It seemed like the perfect solution. I could spend more time with my son and fill some empty hours of my day.
My suspicions should have been aroused by how much time he was spending emphasizing that he would be my boss. I was thinking he just wanted to be sure that my feelings wouldn’t be hurt by him treating me as an employee and not his mom. However, I couldn’t be more wrong on that score.
I Had No Intention of Being His Mommy Sex Slave
Showing up for my first day at his office, I was sure to dress in appropriate office attire so as not to embarrass him. Dressed in a neat gray skirt, a white blouse, pantyhose and my indulgence of beautiful, red high heels; I reported to his office. However, the man I met there, is much different from the boy I know at home. His demeanor is much more intimidating and serious, there is no doubt that this man was in charge. On the whole, I was finding myself surprised by this side of him I have never known before. Yet at the same time, oddly titillated by his power.
I blame myself. He must have picked up on the way his ordering me around effected me. Every single day I came home from that office I would find myself fantasizing about what it would be like to have a man like him take full control of me, specifically sexually. Thoughts of domination penetrated my fantasies in a way it had never done before.
Temptation Lured Me Under The Spell of His Dominance and Gave me Sex Slave Fantasies
This left me vulnerable when he called me into his office. Something about the way he was standing at the edge of his desk alerted the horny slut inside me. Unbidden thoughts of being on my knees in front of him filled in my mind. I could not stop my eyes from looking at his crotch. Seeing the hint of his erection was a bad idea.
As a result, I couldn’t think straight when he told me that he had a special job for me to do. If I’m honest with myself, I wasn’t paying full attention to his words. Instead, a memory of the domination porn I watched the previous night was flashing through my mind. His fingers unzipping the back of my dress brought me back to reality.
I love being my son’s dirty mommy I crave being his sex slave
This is how I found myself acting as my son’s dirty mommy whore. I love it! I shouldn’t of course, but somehow that makes it all the more irresistible. No one in the office suspects that those times spent in my son’s office I am the most deviant, dirty, slutty, whore for my demanding son.
Sadie
1-844-332-2639 ext 222