Dominatrix System

Chapter 142: Cries of Lust

The boy got on the table, and the cream was being put on him slowly. Both of them were fearful of what I was about to do to them. I smiled, and I watched, seeing the slight tremors in her movement without her even realizing it made her breasts sway more. Her deep breaths trying to calm herself only underscored her fear. They didn't know that there was one last reason other than my own entertainment and lust for doing this to them.

They needed to fear me more than their new Owner and Master.

I had been soft and hard on them while under my care. This was good and underscored my control over them. What I also did was allow them to love each other. It would be a fond memory for them in the future, and I needed to remove myself slightly from that.

I watched as the mother finished covering his back and waited a moment. The boy was smart and turned over. His cock was straight up into the air for a moment before landing on his stomach. His mother worked to make sure the cream covered every part of his body. She didn't know where I would hit him or how much. She just knew that both of them were in a rough going today before being sent back to their new owner.

I thought about in their current state who their loyalty would be to. It would instantly be me over any owner or master. If they could choose, they would choose the person that was interested in keeping them together over anyone else. They had no idea who or what their owner would do with them once they fell into his clutches.

I smiled as she finished, and her son got up from the table, and she slowly got on. It was entertaining to watch as they most certainly didn't want to be doing this. The fear showed on the boy's face. His cock was hard regardless of that fear as he gazed down at his mother with fear and love. He was not afraid of her but what might be done to her while I was with her. I smiled as he began to layer the cream on his mother's soft skin. He did the same for her as she had done for him, making sure not a single surface of her body was missing the cream.

My pussy was dripping at this emotional scene that happened in complete silence, broken with only the harsh breathing from them both. It was slow and methodical as he finished spreading the cream all over her back, and it was time for the mother to flip over, showing her breasts and her legs spread a bit, showing a wet pussy along with her hard nipples. The son started with her abdomen and slowly spread the cream all over her stomach. It was amazing to watch these two slowly play with each other, and I could see so much love between them. His hands slowly came up to her breasts. He slowly squeezed them and took his time slowly playing with them till his mother lightly moaned as he covered her nipples.

"No, Cumming," I said while watching them, and the boy froze for a moment. Then he continued no longer playing with his mother's nipples; instead, he moved up to her neck and face. He made sure every part of her was covered. I watched as he went down to her feet, and I heard his mother moan as he covered her feet slowly. He went on covering her legs slowly, and I heard her giving off a light moan as he worked his way up her thighs. It was slow, and he soon reached her core. He paused just before he touched her pussy. Then he dove in and played with her pussy before his mother loudly moaned.

His mother shivered as he finished, and I knew that she was even wetter than before. I smiled, and I couldn't help but let my feelings show as I put the gel that made both of them more scared than the anti-scar cream. "Now this," I ordered, and the son looked at it. He hesitated only for a second before he remembered my prior words.

He began pouring the gel onto his mother, and her body jumped a little with the cool touch. He moved much more quickly as he put the gel all over her body. The boy was smart, not wanting the gel to be concentrated in one spot, and his mother was still flipping over. He quickly worked on her back, covering her as I watched him. The boy was smart and didn't miss a spot as he finished covering her. Soon he was done, and I smiled, "Time for your mother to do the same to you now, Boy," I told him, and they swapped positions.