A Fetish Doll For Mommy

The next thing I knew she had my cock in one leather gloved hand and began to gently stroke it. The leather felt so soft and slippery a deep moan escaped my lips. She took yet another deep drag and blew her smoke at the head of my cock before grabbing my balls and squeezing until I had no choice but to scream and drop to the floor.

Before I could move she was on top of me. My arms pinned under the knees of her booted legs. All I could do was cry as she slapped my face over and over again with her leather-gloved hands. "You filthy, dirty, horny little male beast!" "Aroused by your own mother"! As I lay there pinned and helpless she took one last drag off her cigarette and screamed at me to open my mouth. I almost passed out in horror as she spit into my mouth before grinding her cigarette butt out on my tongue. The vicious slaps started again as she commanded me to swallow the foul tasting thing.

As soon as I had swallowed the horrible thing her entire demeanor changed again. She reached back and once again began to stroke my erection with her gloved hand. Her voice once again became soft as she told me she loved me and wanted to help me with what she called my illness. "You have an illness my pretty darling boy." She told me I was what psychiatrists would call fetishist and that it was a mental disease. "Mommy can cure you sweet little baby." "Mommy can make you all better but you must obey mommy in all things." "Will you obey mommy honey?" I was so close to Cumming and out of my mind with lust for her. "Yes mmm, mommy." was all I could squeak out. At that point she pulled up her leather mini dress and fully exposed her pussy and ass. I was going into shock as she quickly turned around and sat so her anus was sealed on my mouth. "Lick mommies nasty asshole slut!" "Lick it deep you pretty little slut whore!" It was at that point I lost consciousness.

Chapter 6

I don't know how long I slept after that.