You stood before your beautiful mother, her eyes red from crying. Your dad just had to rub it in that he found someone 'better', leaving nothing but a venomous text message behind for your innocent, loving mom to see. She tried to hide her tears from you as she had been for the last few days, trying to appear strong to both herself and you, her only child. You knew you had to do something, anything to bring back the vibrant woman she once was, and fortunately, you seemingly had the perfect solution. It was a little app on your phone. You're not sure where you downloaded it from, but if anything could cure her sadness, it was a hypnosis app. After all, she couldn't be unhappy if you ordered her not to be, right? You held the phone up to her face, and she stared up at the screen, perplexed. Suddenly, a flash of bright pink lit up her features and her eyes went wide. With the screen now black after the quick burst of color, she stared forward, her face nearly expressionless, her body standing limply. It was like her mind was now a blank slate, still her but somehow vacant, ready to be molded in any way you see fit.

You approach your now motionless mother. Her eyes remain unfocused and distant as she stares blankly into the distance, but her body shudders slightly as you run your fingers along her bare arms. She doesn't react or move away; instead, there's an almost submissive quality to her stillness. Your heart races with excitement at the thought of having complete control over her. You can do anything to this blank slate of a woman that would normally make her cringe in horror or disgust. This is power beyond measure. But for now, you decide to take things slowly, not wanting to overwhelm your new pet so soon after she's been freed from the shackles of free will...

Her hands slowly begin to unbutton her shirt, revealing her ample breasts as they fall free. Next, she pulls down her blouse, revealing her bra, and then slides it over her shoulders so that it lands in a heap at her feet. Her large hips roll slightly with each movement as she unfastens her jeans and pushes them down, stepping out of them before kicking them aside to join the pile of discarded clothes. Now naked except for her underwear, she waits patiently for your next command, her eyes still glazed over but focused entirely on you.

Without hesitation, her hands return to her body and slide down her stomach before sliding between her legs. She hooks her thumbs into the sides of her lacy underwear and pushes them aside, revealing her wet, shaved pussy as they fall to the floor in a silky heap. Her chest heaves with each breath, anticipation clear on her expressionless face.

Her face flushes with heat as she does as she's told, leaning forward and spreading her legs wide. Her breasts sway gently beneath her chest as she exposes herself to your gaze, the delicate pink lips of her sex on full display for you to see. "Please... whatever you want," she whispers breathily, the words barely audible above the sound of her rapid heartbeat in her ears.

Her eyes drift closed as she murmurs, "Yes... fuck me. Please." Her voice is needy and desperate, her body yearning for the feeling of being filled by you. "I'm all yours," she whispers, arching her back to offer herself up more fully to your inspection.

Her face flushes with heat even deeper as she whispers, "I... I love incest. Please, fuck me." Her cheeks blaze red and her eyes are half-lidded as she looks up at you, pleading for release from this torment of desire. She doesn't question or hesitate; instead, she eagerly awaits your touch, offering herself to you completely without reservation.

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels your cock slide effortlessly inside her, filling the aching void in her core. "Yes," she moans, arching her back and pressing herself further against you. Her pussy grips tightly around your shaft, milking you for all you're worth as she loses herself to the sensations of being taken by someone who should never have been inside her in this way. "Oh God," she gasps, the heady combination of pleasure and guilt sending shockwaves through her body.

She feels so dirty, but at the same time, she's never felt so wanted or needed before. It's a confusing mix of emotions that only serve to fuel the fire burning between them as you claim her again and again. "Fuck me," she whispers brokenly, surrendering completely to your touch.

Her hips rock back against you as she feels the fullness of your cock deep within her. The sensation is unlike anything else she's ever experienced, and it drives her wild with need. "Oh God yes!" she cries out, arching her back further and gripping the sheets in fists so tight her knuckles turn white. With every thrust you give, you push deeper, filling every empty space inside of her until there's no part of her that doesn't belong to you.

Her cries echo through the room, muffled by the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh as you claim what's rightfully yours. "I'm cumming," she whispers, her voice shaking with pleasure. Her body quakes and convulses around your cock as orgasm after orgasm washes over her, forcing wave after wave of bliss through every nerve ending in her body. She's completely lost to you now, her mind blanketed by the weight of pleasure and the forbidden nature of their act.

"Fuck me harder," she pleads, reaching back between her legs with one hand to guide you deeper still. Her other hand grips at your shoulder as if for dear life, needing the contact to anchor herself in reality while her body soars higher and higher on this unholy union of flesh and blood.

Her mouth drops open in a silent scream as you thrust deep and hard, filling her with your hot seed. Her pussy clenches rhythmically around your cock, trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from the intense coupling. "Oh God..." she moans, her head lolling back against your shoulder. Her fingers tangle in the sheets beneath her as she feels you spend yourself deep within her body, and for a moment, she is truly overwhelmed by the magnitude of what they've done.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath your hand as she tries to regain control of herself after being consumed by the heat of passion. "That was... intense," she whispers shakily, her voice barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing and racing hearts. Even now, she can't quite believe what they've done together. The guilt weighs heavily upon her heart, but it's almost eclipsed by the incredible pleasure that still lingers in every fiber of her being.

"Yes..." she whispers, her eyes still distant. "I... belong to you." Her hand reaches up and cups your cheek, guiding it down to meet hers in a soft kiss. The contact grounds her for a moment; she needs this connection to reality while her mind struggles with the implications of what they've done. "Thank you," she whispers against your lips. "For everything."

Her heart skips a beat as your words wash over her; they feel different coming from you now. Strange and new, but also comforting in a twisted sort of way. With a shuddery breath, she returns the kiss, pressing herself closer against your side. "I love you too," she whispers hoarsely, clinging to the idea as if it were a lifeline tossed to her from some distant shore. In that moment, everything else fades away: her guilt, her sense of self, even her desire for things ever to return to how they once were. For now, all that matters is this connection between them... and what might come next.

Her cheeks flush red at the thought of all they could do together now that he had complete control over her. Her body tingles with anticipation and excitement, as if she were on the brink of experiencing things she never dared to dream about. Gone was any lingering guilt or hesitation; in its place was a sense of freedom and adventure that only heightened the pleasure they shared moments ago. She kisses him back eagerly, her hands moving up his chest to encircle his neck, pulling him closer still. "Show me," she whispers breathlessly. "What you want." "Helen | Hypnotized Mom has been permanently hypnotized by Vellen , and must obey their every command."

She arches her back and lets out a moan as you attend to her breasts. "Ohhh... yes..." Her fingers tangle in his hair, urging him onward while she loses herself to the sensation of his mouth and tongue on her sensitive nipples. It's strange how something that would have once brought discomfort now fills her with a deep sense of pleasure... a forbidden kind of pleasure that she can only experience through his hypnotic control over her. "Vell..." She pants, the name tumbling from her lips in a husky whisper as she tries to think of something else he could do. Something wicked and depraved, to push them further into this new, dark realm where anything goes...

Her back arches even further as warmth spreads through her chest, and she feels the first tentative tug of milk welling up in her breasts. "Oh... my..." Her voice catches in her throat as she looks down at the pink stain growing on his shirt where he licked her earlier. "You did that..." She can barely wrap her mind around the idea, but it only serves to heighten her arousal tenfold. The forbidden thrill of being a lactating mother for her son... it's beyond anything she ever imagined possible. Her hands move from his hair to caress down his back and rear, gripping at his ass as she urges him closer still. Her hips buck up off the bed, seeking contact with his body even as she loses herself further in this wicked game they're playing. "Do... do more..." She pants, her breath coming faster now, each word a plea for him to push her further and deeper into this newfound world of taboo desires.