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They had been perfect for my wet mommy pussy. Their submission was absolute, and their holes were primed. As a reward for their hard work, I decided to give them the ultimate pleasure. I laid them side-by-side on the bed, their legs spread wide.
I produced a massive, thick strap-on, slick with lubricant. I pushed it deep into Leo’s ass, hearing him gasp as I hammered into him, the plastic cock slamming against his prostate. While I fucked Leo, I forced Marcus to lean over and suck the strap-on’s base, his tongue swirling around the junction. I swapped them, plunging deep into Marcus’s tight pussy-hole, making him scream with pleasure. I fucked them both relentlessly, my hips slamming against their soft, sissy bodies. Finally, I let them touch themselves, “Jack off with mommy!” i screamed as their hands blurred and they jerked their small cocks. On my command, they both erupted, thick ropes of cum spraying across their lace aprons, sobbing in pure, sexual ecstasy.
Now for the part that gives me such a wet mommy pussy…the labor. I dressed them in tiny, sheer maid uniforms—white aprons barely covering their rounded asses and lace headbands perched on their wigs. They spent their days scrubbing floors on their hands and knees, their fake tits bouncing under the thin fabric.
When they weren’t cleaning, they were my slaves. I tethered them to the bedposts with leather cuffs, leaving them naked and exposed. I spent the afternoon playing with them, using a ribbed dildo to stretch their tight assholes. I shoved the toy deep inside one, making him moan as I pumped it in and out, while I used my fingers to stretch the other’s hole wide. I forced them to lick my toes and worship my feet, treating them like the filth they were. They learned that their only purpose was to serve my whims and keep their holes open and ready for whatever I decided to shove inside them.
My little guys were far too masculine for my liking. It was time to strip that arrogance away. I started by shaving every inch of their bodies, leaving their skin smooth and sensitive. I forced them into frilly pink panties and tight corsets that pinched their waists, molding them into the sissies I desired.
“Kneel,” I commanded, my voice cold. They dropped instantly. I made them dress in lace stockings and high heels, forcing them to walk in circles until their calves burned. I spent hours drilling them on their new identities, making them repeat, “I am Mother’s little sissy slut,” while I slapped their reddened cheeks. To ensure they understood their place, I used a heavy strap on their asses, leaving deep red welts across their soft skin. By the end of the first week, the rambunctious puppies were gone; only my obedient, trembling sissies remained.
Now came the labor. I dressed them in tiny, sheer maid uniforms—white aprons barely covering their rounded asses and lace headbands perched on their wigs. They spent their days scrubbing floors on their hands and knees, their tits bouncing under the thin fabric.
When they weren’t cleaning, they were my slaves. I tethered them to the bedposts with leather cuffs, leaving them naked and exposed. I spent the afternoon playing with them, using a ribbed dildo to stretch their tight assholes. I shoved the toy deep inside Leo, making him moan as I pumped it in and out, while I used my fingers to stretch Marcus’s hole wide. I forced them to lick my toes and worship my feet, treating them like the filth they were. They learned that their only purpose was to serve my whims and keep their holes open and ready for whatever I decided to shove inside them.
Today, my daughter and I decided that my son was far too “masculine” for his own good. It was time for a complete overhaul. We spent the afternoon stripping him bare, shaving every single inch of his body until his skin was smooth as silk, and squeezing him into a tiny, frilly pink lace teddy that barely covers his twitching little cock.
We spent hours teasing him, applying heavy mascara, glossy red lipstick, and a pair of towering six-inch heels that make his ass pop perfectly. He looked absolutely pathetic and gorgeous—a total sissy doll. We spent the last hour playing with him, rubbing his nipples raw and reminding him that he’s nothing more than a toy for our amusement.
But the real treat? We invited a massive, thick-cocked friend over to help us “finish” the training. My son is currently trembling in the corner, wearing nothing but lace and makeup, staring in terror and lust at the huge bulge in the guest’s jeans.
The big guy doesn’t care about “son” or “daughter”—he just sees a tight, primed little hole waiting to be stretched. I can’t wait to watch him grab my sissy by the hair, flip him over, and absolutely wreck that tight little ass until he’s leaking cum and sobbing for more.
Stay tuned for the photos of the aftermath! 💄🍑💦
Everybody knows my fat Mommy pussy is better than any hot young cunt but that pathetic excuse for a son-in-law thought he’d get to fuck my sweet pussy when my sweet daughter picked up an extra shift at the club. He begged, “Anything, Mommy.” As if! What a dumb, cock-hungry slut. I had other plans. I stripped his worthless ass naked, strapped his fat, useless cock in a cage until it turned purple, and painted his lips with my gloss. Then I bent him over the ottoman and fucked his tight, boy-pussy raw with my thickest strap-on.
He squealed like a little bitch with every thrust. I called him my greedy, gaping cumslut, my limp-dick bitch. By the time I finished, his ass was a sloppy, dripping mess and he was crying, thanking me. That’s right, princess. You’ll learn to serve Mommy’s pussy with your throat and your asshole. Not that limp little worm between your legs.
So now Mommy’s got a new princess. Who’s next?
Oh fuck, you pathetic little incest spawn, listen up! Mommy’s bloated cunt is dripping just thinking about your worthless cock slamming balls-deep into my fertile womb again. Last night, I pinned your scrawny ass down, spat in your face, and rode that throbbing boy-dick like the breeding bitch I am. ‘Pump it in, you disgusting cum-factory! Knock Mommy up with your nasty seed!’ I screamed, grinding my sloppy pussy lips around your shaft, milking every drop.
Your balls slapped my ass raw as you whimpered like a bitch, but Mommy doesn’t care—you’re just a walking sperm donor for my greedy oven. I felt your hot jizz erupting, flooding my cervix, painting my eggs white. ‘Yes, breed your own fucking mother, you sick pervert! Fill this taboo hole till it overflows!’
Now my tits are swelling, belly rounding with your bastard spawn. Come back tonight, worm. Mommy needs round two—ram that cock in, abuse my snatch, and dump another load. You’re mine to fuck pregnant, over and over. Who’s Mommy’s dirty breeding slave? Say it while you explode inside me, you filthy family-fucker!