Jeremy stared at the cock.
Jeremy glanced down at his mom’s stocking-clad feet
Kiera, deciding to intensify the clear authority she was asserting over her son rebuked him, “Stop staring at Mommy’s feet. Be a good boy and I’ll let you massage them when I’m through disciplining you.”
Jeremy’s eyes went big again. The idea that he’d be allowed to touch her nylon feet, to even massage her nylon feet, was one of his ultimate fantasies, right beneath making her his slut. So if sucking an arrogant plastic cock was what it took, so be it.
He lifted his head back up, looked at the plastic dick for a second still not believing his mother was making him do this, opened his mouth and leaned forward.
Kiera smiled, her son obeying, the brief hierarchy challenge over.
Jeremy, who had always defied his mother on occasion, but had always ended up giving in and becoming as meek as a fawn, obeyed his mother as he wrapped his lips around the cock and bobbed awkwardly in and out.
“That’s it, get it nice and wet my pet,” Kiera said, eliminating ‘for your tight cunt’ from the line she normally used when she had one of her submissive pets sucking her strap-on.
Jeremy continued to be shocked. First that he was sucking his mother’s strap-on. Secondly that his mother was addressing him like he was a pet slut. Third, and perhaps the worst, his cock, which was still out in the open air, was flinching up and down.
For a minute, Kiera let her son bob on her cock, although he was only taking maybe two inches in his mouth, before she ordered, “Come on, you can take more than that in that eager mouth of yours.” She refrained from swearing, as she usually would have said, ‘Come on you slut, you can take more of my pecker in that cock sucking mouth of yours.’
Jeremy was surprised at how difficult it was to suck cock. He knew he was only taking only a couple of inches in his mouth and already it felt full… he had a whole new respect for the ability of Eleanor and others to take all of his almost eight inches into their mouths. This cock was only six, and he wasn’t even taking half of it in.
“Faster, slut,” Kiera demanded, once her son finally got half of the six inches in his mouth. She wasn’t going to f-bomb or go on a litany of verbal abuse like she often did with her pets… especially during their early training.
Jeremy couldn’t believe his mother had just called him a slut. He also couldn’t believe that although the name pissed him off, his cock again flinched. Bypassing his brain, his body obeyed.
Kiera was amused at her son’s obedience and decided to wrap this up as she grabbed his head and thrust all six inches into his mouth.
Jeremy gagged on the cock as the entire shaft invaded his throat and filled his mouth.
Kiera pulled out and said, “Not easy, is it?”
Jeremy complained through his coughs, “Why did you do that?”
“To show you what it feels like to be the receiver instead of the giver,” she answered, looking down and seeing that not only was his cock still rock hard, but it was twitching… which was interesting.