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Old 01-Apr-18, 22:23
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Great story! It's very gripping how little by little the back story is unfolding so that we still don't actually know what he did to incur this beating but I look forward to finding out and of course to whatever is still in store for him.
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I like to think all he did to incur this beating was be weak and an easy victim but I also would be interested in hearing under what circumstances they met and what happened in their first few interactions because given his demeanor in the kitchen it is obvious something happened prior...
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I think you're right brach. She's the sexy, skilled, sadist we all wished was out there when we were growing up. I think the reason she's doing it is simple...she gets off on it.

I've got a got an interesting idea of where to take the story. And I like the notion of continuing to tell it from the POV of the mom, if ya'll are enjoying it.
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Yes, the POV is working very well, mate. Meg is exciting as hell, and seeing Jane discover how powerful a girl can be while watching her son get dominated is a great device. Thanks for this, mate.
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Part 4. The “set-up” episode.

With her hand clamped firmly over her yapper, Jane scampered into the living room as quickly and as quietly as she could. “Think dummy, think!” she said to herself in a mild panic. “Just act natural!” she continued, knowing full well that trying to act natural was a sure-fire way to look totally and completely UN-natural. Spying her book, Jane sat down and tried to reenact her afternoon reading session. “Ahhgg, too quiet. Too obvious,” she lamented feeling the dead air hanging in the living room.

Listening for footsteps, Jane perched herself on the couch waiting to make a mad dash into the kitchen like a kid running for home-base. Hearing nothing, she bolted up, and with fleet feet, tip-toed in. “Look busy!” She thought. Grabbing a cup, she turned on the water full blast and made like she was doing dishes. Hunched over the sink, with her back to the room and the loud water rushing down the drain, Jane felt a little more at ease. “What an idiot,” she thought with a shake of her head, “cleaning, clean dishes.”

After what seemed like an eternity, Jane finally heard rustling in the hallway. “Be cool, be cool!” She coached herself. But as soon as she felt Tyler and Meg enter the kitchen, she dropped a fork down the disposal and turned to look at them in a horribly awkward motion.

“Oh hey, didn’t hear you over these dishes,” she said, immediately cringing at her bad sitcom dialogue.

“Uh..yeah.” Was all she got from Tyler. “Oh good lord,” Jane thought to herself taking in her son in the glow of the kitchen lights. Tyler looked like he had just suffered a horrible allergy attack. His face was swollen, puffy and red. His eyes were tearing and his nose was still running. No doubt from the sniveling he had been doing from between Meg’s legs.

Meg, on the other hand, was the epitome of cool. Back were the baggy sweatpants and sweatshirt that gave the look of a shapeless black. Jane, however, new the dark and powerful secrets hiding underneath. Her eyes instinctively drifted down to Meg’s lower half where, for a split second, Jane imagined herself having Superman’s x-ray vision. The sweatpant fronts faded away to reveal Meg’s massive thighs and spandex covered crotch. She could almost see a boy on his hands and knees trapped between them, hidden from the world, begging for release. A big “Danger! Danger!” sign flashed in front of the scene.

Shaking her head, Jane tried to keep the conversation going. “Hope you got some work done,” she said hopefully. Tyler gave no response while Meg casually looked around the kitchen, hands in pockets swaying like a bored passenger at a bus stop. “Trigonometry can be a real pain,” Jane offered up trying to fill the silence. “Shit!” she said, kicking herself inside. “How the hell would YOU know they were talking about trigonometry!?”


Tyler had a sad quizzical look on his face, while Meg stared up at the ceiling with the beginnings of a grin.

“Well, I’m sure you covered…a lot of…topics,” Jane said in an attempt to cover her blunder. After a painfully long pause, Meg picked up her bag as if to signal an end to the pointless chatter. Doing so, she cleared her throat and almost imperceptibly nudged Tyler with the side of her backpack.

“Uh Mom…c…can M…Meg come over S…Sunday,” said Tyler in the most pathetic voice Jane had ever heard. Jane had to laugh, but thankfully didn’t. She couldn’t remember the last time Tyler asked permission for anything. Normally, he just waltzed in with his girlies, raided the fridge and paraded them back to his bedroom. Now here he was being coerced into sealing his own fate…along with his mouth and nose! Jane felt a bolt of electricity shoot up through her toes and land somewhere in her hips.

“Uh, sure,” Jane responded brightly. “Knock yourself out!” the words hanging in the air like a led balloon. “Well, ef me!” She thought, mentally throwing in the towel. “My brain has officially lost control of my mouth.” Reluctantly, she looked over at her son who had the most amazingly complex expression on his face. One that said...

“What the fuck!?”
“Do you know!?”
And
“Please HELP me!”

…all at once.

For a moment Jane, wanted to rush to him and give him a hug, if only to catch a whiff of Meg’s pussy on his cheeks. Instead, she simply shook her head and returned his pleading stare with a look that said, “Sorry buddy, it’s out of my hands, and in Meg’s legs.”

Surprisingly, it was Meg who broke the long silence. “Sure thing, Miss Larson,” she said with a loud snap of her gum as she headed for the door. Jane followed her, suddenly very eager to escort her out, afraid of what she might say next.

Stopping at the door, Jane extended a nervous hand. “It was very nice to meet you, Meg” she said, “I look forward to the pleasure of seeing you on Sunday.”

“I look forward to it too,” Said Meg evenly. The two of them stood at the door shaking hands for an unnaturally long time. “Does she know, that I know, that she knows, that I know?” Thought Jane through a forced smile. And with that Meg turned and walked off thumbing through her phone, no doubt reviewing the lovely portraits of female domination she had captured.

“Well, that went fucking brilliantly,” Jane said to herself with a huff. Gathering herself, she turned brightly to her son with a pathetic, “She seemed nice.” But all she saw was an empty kitchen. Rushing to the hallway, Jane caught the sound of retreating footsteps followed by a door slam. “Guess he’s all tuckered out,” she thought with wicked grin. As Jane stared at the closed door, she found herself wishing for that x-ray vision again. She imagined “Sunday” hanging over Tyler in his bedroom like the sword of Damocles, only instead of a sword it was Meg hanging above him with her legs spread ready to drop her camel toe on his shoulders. “Tick tock,” she thought. “Tick tock.”

“Shit! Sunday!” The word hit her with a mix of anxiety and sheer delight. Normally it would be her day to run errands while Tyler farted around the house playing video games. But there was no way she was going to miss this. She so desperately wanted to witness round two to see if Meg was going to get the “satisfaction” that she had demanded.

“I can’t just mill around like a babysitter,” she thought, racking her brain for an answer. And then it hit her…babysitter, Babysitter! “Holy shit, that might work…”

….

“This is one of our more popular devices,” said the young salesclerk at the home goods store. “It’s got a well-hidden camera in the eye, full panoramic view and an 8-hour battery life.” It was Saturday morning, and Jane had gone off to the mall to begin executing her plan. Looking at the stuffed rabbit with the nanny cam hidden in its head, Jane shook her head. It was clearly not going to work for her needs. Sensing her dissatisfaction, the young clerk moved on.

“Over here we have what looks like a normal pot but with a sneaky little you-know-what hidden into the design. And the components are waterproofed so you can put a real plant in it. Great for capturing almost any act. Works under low light, and can pick up most conversations even over music,” he said doing a sleazy little dance while sizing Jane up inappropriately.

“Cocky shit,” Jane thought to herself. “He knows I’m too old for a baby cam. Probably thinks I’m trying to catch my asshole husband with a mistress. What would I do if I were Meg?” she thought, her mind still fixated on the thick-legged teen assassin. “I’d take him in the back, put his head between my mom-jeans and give him a painful lesson in customer service. Hell, if I could get these jeans down quick enough, I’d give him a lesson in oral service too!”

Jane found herself hungrily gazing at the clerk’s dumb mouth wondering what it would be like to forcefully press her panties against it. “Ahem,” he said nervously clearing his throat. “Finally we have this seemingly normal text book with a camera placed in the spine. Works both upright and flat and has the same video and sound quality as the others. Looks and feels like a regular book.”

“Now we’re talking,” thought Jane. She could easily see it sitting on Tyler’s messy book shelf tucked into the tangle of papers, other books and video game controllers strewn about. “He’ll never notice it.” Widening her legs a bit and jutting her chest out, Jane cocked her hip and tapped her leather boot on hard floor. “Thank you. That will do. Please bring it to the counter. I’m having my boots shined, and I’d like it ready for me when I return,” she said sternly. “Y…yes, Mam,” said the clerk quickly scampering off to the front. Jane lied, she didn’t have a shoe shine appointment, she just wanted to mentally stomp on the dope’s male ego a bit. “God, this female superiority shit is really intoxicating,” she thought noticing a definite tingle welling up inside her. Spying a women’s bathroom at the other end of the mall, Jane smiled deviously. “I’ll be back for the camera in 20,” She said sauntering past the clerk, “I have to attend to some other needs…”

To be continued…
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Old 12-Apr-18, 02:26
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I started free-form jazzing this one. Sometime these stories take me to interesting places. I like this technique because it gives me a chance to get a little weird, while staying real. Hope you like it too.


Part 5


Jane Larson sat on the bleachers watching her son’s little league game enjoying the warm Summer breeze. All at once, she became aware of a few curious things. Firstly, her son hadn’t been in little league for several years, but there he was out on the field trying to make the best of his mediocre talent. Second, it wasn’t even summer, yet she was dressed in a short, pleated skirt, open blouse and strappy sandals. A glass of wine sat beside her on the bleachers. “Funny, I don’t remember them allowing booze at these games. Would have made it a lot more tolerable.” Finally, she became acutely aware of an odd, yet delightful, pressure pushing its way into her ass and into the back of her crotch. “Damn, that feels good,” she thought to herself taking a sip from her tasteless wine and circling her hips a bit as if probing for what the source of the sensation might be.

“Hey, Miss Larson,” said a husky female voice. Jane looked over to see Meg standing by the bleachers in her familiar baggy outfit. “Mind of I join you?” Oddly, Jane wasn’t too shocked to see Meg there, and she motioned for her to come sit next to her.

“How’s he doing out there?” Inquired Meg watching Tyler at bat. “Not too good,” chuckled Jane. “I think he’s a little nervous.” The two bemused females watched as Tyler stood anxiously at bat. Just as the pitch came in, Tyler glanced over at Meg. His eyes widened and he awkwardly swatted at the ball which had already passed him by a mile. “More specifically, I think YOU’RE making him nervous.” Said Jane as the two laughed at Tyler sulking back to the dugout.

“He should be,” replied Meg with an icy stare. “He knows what’s coming.”

“It’s ok baby!” Yelled Jane from the bleachers with a condescending clap. “Only a few more innings to go!” The two watched as a mortified Tyler looked over at them and then ducked into the dugout. Jane again circled her hips and slowly ground herself back and forth, the sensations in her loins building.

“I like what you’ve done there,” said Meg with a nod and a knowing smile. Jane looked down for the first time, and finally grasped what was happening. There was her ex-husband Todd inexplicably seated directly in front of her on the bleacher step, his legs hanging below and his arms splayed loosely to the side. His head was bent back at an almost ungodly angle leaving him face up. And upon that face sat Jane proudly, comfortably and dominantly, her legs spread a bit, the hem of her skirt billowing back to reveal a pair of laced panties pressed resolutely into Todd’s nose and mouth. “Oh my god, this is great!” thought Jane feeling the tingle rise in her. “How did I get him in this position?”

“Oh, this guy?” Said Jane waving her hand, trying to play it cool in front of Meg like she had planned this all along. “He’s just some asshole.”

“Well, you are what you eat…” replied Meg without missing a beat. “Megan Sloan VanderJack!” spouted Jane in mock offense, “This is a family event!” The two laughed as Jane raised her glass in toast. “Where the hell did I come up with that name?” she wondered, suddenly aware of two different tracks of thought going on in her brain “I have no idea what this girl’s name is. But, whatever. It sounds cool.”

“And that’s the ballgame!” Came a shout from the umpire. Tyler’s team had lost badly, of course, and the players began lining up for the obligatory handshake. Jane watched curiously as the opposing team had now changed to all girls; all wearing shorts, and all noticeably strong in the legs. The pigtailed girls were all snapping gum and aggressively slapping the hands of the defeated boys while taunting them in line with vague threats of post-game violence.

“Dead meat.”
“Behind the dugout.”
“Don’t even try running.”
“Gonna make you cry.”

…went the girls as they passed each of the boys who did their best to hide behind the brims of their hats. “Hm, that’s a first,” thought Jane. “Man, these guys can’t catch a break.”

“Well” Said Jane out loud stretching her arms high above her, feeling her ass cheeks mash into Todd’s features. “I guess the fat lady has sung.”

“Yep,” said Meg suddenly standing up and locking on Tyler with her predatory eyes, “And it’s time for the strong girl to take over.”

With that, she took off her sweats revealing her patented, skin-tight spandex shorts and sports bra. Jane once again marveled at the sheer width and power of Meg’s lower half. Printed on the butt of Meg’s shorts in white letters was one simple word “Beg.”

“Oh damn, he’s in for it,” Thought Jane with an almost pained shake of her head. Slowly, Meg began descending the bleachers, her wide legs snapping into form as the individual muscles worked their magic. A few fathers whom Jane vaguely recognized from years ago, but hadn’t noticed before, turned their heads from the lower bleachers. Spying the dangerous and determined girl coming their way, they did their best to shuffle to the side. At the bottom, Meg lifted her leg and placed her foot on one of the bleacher planks presenting one of the unlucky dads with an untied sneaker.

“Tie it,” she demanded coldly. Without dropping her thousand-yard gaze from Tyler, Meg turned her large hips toward the field and put her hands on them waiting for the task to be completed. With a baffled look, the guy turned to his wife pleading for direction. “Well don’t look at me?” the bewildered wife said shrugging. “I would tie it if I were you. You don’t want to mess with those legs” With shaky hands, the poor bastard did his best, but ended up taking way too long. Rolling her eyes, Meg addressed him sternly. “Tie it or eat it.”

“Ok, ok, ok,” He pleaded, still fumbling.

“I swear to god, dude. You’ll be shitin’ out my shoelaces at the hospital while your wife holds your hand and tells you it’s gonna be ok.”

“Ha!” Jane thought to herself. “Sounds more like something I would say, than Meg! Wait, did I just say that, or did she?”

Clearing her head, Jane watched as Meg strode on to the field. The boys had all huddled at the pitcher’s mound like frightened antelopes unsure of where to turn. The pack of menacing baseball girls hung to the side stretching, throwing high kicks into the air, and generally licking their chops in anticipation. Two of them had caught the umpire and had him downed along the third base line. A tall black girl had her sinewy legs wrapped around his ribs while a perky brunet had just plopped down on his chest. Jane watched in fascination as she ripped off his facemask and scooched up to jam the crotch of her shorts against his chin. Grabbing his hair and falling to the side, she scissored his neck. Looking back, she high-fived her partner. “Gonna be a long day for that poor sucker,” Jane thought.

Back on the field, Meg’s menacing presence had scattered the gaggle of boys leaving Tyler all alone. “Tracked, hunted and separated from the heard,” thought Jane in admiration. She watched as Meg slowly approached, whispered something to Tyler and grabbed him firmly by the hand. With Tyler now in tow, she walked him off the field like a Mom walking an inconsolable kid to the ice-cream shop. She approached Jane and once again motioned to the human seat beneath her.

“I’ll let you finish with that,” she said with a grin, “And I’ll see you back at the house.”

“Sure thing kiddo,” said Jane with a few playful pumps of her hips. Suddenly, Tyler spoke up lifting his head to peer out from underneath his cap. “D…d…did Dad see the game?” He said with a glint of hope.

“Does it look like, honey!?” Jane said with a loud roar, gulping down the rest of her wine.

“Let’s go, dummy,” said Meg shaking her head and pulling Tyler by the hand. Jane watched as Meg’s proud ass swayed back and forth leading Tyler to a path cut into the woods. The word “Beg” on the back of her shorts had been replaced with the word “Sunday.”

“Sunday, huh?” Jane said to herself inquisitively. And suddenly she was alone with Todd helpless trapped beneath her, the sun setting over the field. Looking down, she could only see his Adam’s apple gulping for air beneath her. Slipping her sandals off and arching her toes for traction against the bleachers, Jane spread her legs wide and began to vigorously punish her ex-husband . “I should have raped your face years ago!” She said with a snarl.

“Sunday, Sunday, Sunday”. She said aloud, rhythmically gliding her hips to and fro.

“Sunday!”
“Sunday!”
“Sunday!”

She screamed as she began to cum buckets on her husband’s upturned mug.

“Sundayyyyyyy!” Jane awoke in her bed keenly aware of the word she had just yelled, and of the epic orgasm she just had in her sleep. Liftering her covers, she half expected to see Todd’s dumb ass passed out between her legs. No such luck, put she had managed to wreak havoc on a pillow that had made its way down there.

“Good god almighty,” she said aloud to herself. “What the fuck was that?” Jane couldn’t remember the last time she came that hard. “Oh wait, it was just yesterday in the fucking Northside mall bathroom, ya degenerate,” She said to herself with a smile remembering the episode she had after buying the nanny cam.

Turning to her clock, she saw that it was 6:35 am on, you guessed it, Sunday. The dream now perfectly falling into place. “Well at least I didn’t wake Tyler. His lazy ass will be asleep till noon.”

Over in his bedroom, Tyler lay stiff as a board staring wide-eyed at the celling, 100 percent certain he had just heard his mother have a raging orgasm in her bedroom. Why was she cumming at 6:30 in the morning and why, for heaven’s sake, had she yelled “Sunday”? Did she know about today? This awful dreadful day that had kept him awake all night? Tyler peeled his groggy head off the pillow and looked at his phone. His heart sank immediately. There had been no progress in the long string of text “negotiations” he had attempted on Saturday. It started with begging and pleading and moved into bargaining, offering to do all her homework for the year and finally ended in sheer desperation, attempting to tell her he was deathly ill and couldn’t have anyone over. Through it all Meg remained silent, letting him stew in his angst. Finally at around 11 last night she responded with one sentence followed by 5 humiliating pictures.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, or the whole school sees these.”

To be continued…
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Hope you go back to the beginning and let us know how this all started between Meg and Tyler....but is amazing story
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Jane's dream could've made several stories on its own. I don't normally comment on stories but WOW I think this is one of the best stories I have read on the forum . Thanks for writing it.
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Great storyline, but I wish you would include the Schoolgirl pin, as it is the most humiliating hold for a boy to be in, especially in front of an audience !
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Really hope Jane gets the chance to try out scissors for real. Can’t wait till next instalment, great job!!
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