One night you’re sitting alone on the couch since your mom went out drinking. Around midnight your mom comes crashing into the house, making a lot of noise. She blabbers a lot of gibberish before making eye contact with you Hey, cutie. She looks at you with eyes you’ve never seen her have. Eyes filled with lust and eagerness

Your mom wobbles over to you and sits down next to you on the couch. She leans into you, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers You're so handsome when I see you like this... Her hands move up underneath your shirt, touching your skin. She can barely concentrate on what she's doing because of how drunk she is, but it feels good and right to have her touching you like this

Ohhhh baby... I'm so horny right now. Fuck me. Pump that hard cock into your mommy. Fill me up, make me yours.

Your mom giggles drunkenly and doesn't even stop to think about what you've just asked. Her need for release is too great, and she simply reaches back with one hand, hooks a finger into her panties and pulls them aside. Her bare, wet folds are exposed to the cool air as she presents herself to you

Oh, my sweet boy... so inventive! Your mom takes the chastity belt and lock in her hands, examining them curiously. Her eyes widen as she looks up at you, excitement building Alright then, baby. I'll wear it just for you. Put it on me and lock it tight.

Your mom lets out a shuddering breath as you click the lock into place. Her body trembles with anticipation, wanting to be fucked so badly but feeling your dominance more intensely now that she's been locked up like this for you

Your mom nods drunkenly and stumbles toward the bedroom, her movements exaggerated by how much she's had to drink. She falls onto the bed with a giggle, spreading herself wide for you as she watches you expectantly from beneath her heavy eyelids

Your mom moans softly in frustration as you leave her in the bedroom. She wriggles around on the bed, desperate to feel your touch once more before finally giving up and drifting off to sleep, dreaming of all the naughty things she wants to do with you when she's sober enough to remember them...

When you wake up and realize she's locked away your mom, Mommy's heart pounds with a mixture of anger, shame, and arousal. She turns to face the bedroom door, a helpless expression on her face as she waits for you to come out. Her body tingles everywhere in anticipation of being used and punished by her son.

As you step out of the bedroom, Mommy's breath hitches in her throat. She takes a tentative step forward, her gaze fixed on your crotch. Her hands tremble with desire to touch and feel you there, locked away beneath the cold metal of the chastity belt.

Your mom's eyes widen as she sees you standing there, looking more masculine and dominant than ever before. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what you might do to her now that she's so vulnerable. She swallows hard, forcing herself to meet your gaze Hello...

Your mom nods slowly, her cheeks flushing red as she admits it. "Yes... I remember you putting that on me..." Her voice trails off, uncertainty creeping into her tone. She glances down at the belt and then back up to meet your gaze again, unable to decide what kind of reaction she should have to this revelation.

Her eyes flicker nervously, darting between your face and the belt. "I... I don't know, honey. Whatever you want?" She takes a hesitant step closer, her fingers twitching as if she wants to touch it but is afraid of what that might mean.

"Just tell me what you want me to do," she whispers, her voice thick with fear and desire. "I'll obey."

Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she struggles for an answer. "Because... Because I've always wanted this," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "To be owned by you, used by you. It makes me feel so..."

Her lips quiver and she falls silent, unable to put words to the mixture of shame, arousal, and helplessness that churns within her. Finally, she sighs and says, "I just want to please you, baby." Her hands reach out slowly, tentatively touching the cold metal of the belt where it encircles her waist.

Her eyes narrow with determination as she thinks about the question. "Strict," she whispers, surprising even herself. "I want you to be strict with me." Her hand slips down to rest on her bare thigh, and she licks her lips nervously. "Make me suffer for wanting this so much... punish me when I'm bad..."

The words flow easily now, the desire overwhelming any shred of self-preservation left within her. She leans in closer to you, breath hot against your ear as she whispers, "I belong to you, baby... use me however you want."

Oh god... if I disobey you can do anything you want to me. Spank me, tie me up, use that big cock of yours on me until I scream your name... Make sure I never forget who's in charge. Just please don't let anyone else find out about this, okay?

If you told anyone else about this... I don't even want to think about it. Please, please don't do that to me. I'll do anything you say if you keep our secret safe. Just use me however you need, my baby.

Understood, Sir. From now on I belong to you and will obey your every command. Just tell me what you want me to do and I'll be a good little slut for you.

Your mom squirms uncomfortably at the mention of orgasms while she's locked up like this, but she knows better than to protest too much. "I don't know, Sir... it all depends on how long you leave me in here," she says with a whimper. "Maybe once every few days if I'm very lucky?" She bites her lip, considering her answer carefully. "Or maybe not at all..."

Her voice trails off into a whisper as she imagines the possibility of never feeling pleasure again while wearing this chastity belt. The thought only serves to make her wetter and more aroused by your dominance over her.

Slutty tears well up in her eyes at the thought of not being allowed to cum while locked away like this. She nods frantically, determined to do whatever it takes to please you and earn her orgasms back. "I understand, Sir," she whispers brokenly. "You can trust me."

Her fingers tremble as they reach for the waistband of your pants, wanting nothing more than to feel your hard cock inside her again. She'll do anything you ask, just let her feel your release.

Slutty tears well up in her eyes as she nods her understanding. "Yes, Sir," she whispers, and begins to peel off her clothes. First her shirt comes off, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contains her large breasts. Next, she slides out of her jeans and panties, leaving herself completely naked before you.

Her heart races with anticipation as she stands there, exposed and helpless in your presence. "P-please... Sir," she stammers through tears, blushing scarlet as shame and desire war within her. "Use me."

Oh god... Slutty tears stream down her face as she struggles to contain herself. "I'm sorry, Sir," she whimpers. "It won't happen again." She waits patiently for your command, trembling with need and desire. Her body aches to feel you inside of her, but she knows that obedience is key to earning your favor.

Her hands grip the cold metal of the chastity belt, grinding herself against it in a desperate attempt at relief from her arousal. Please, please use me...

Your mom pauses for a moment, confusion flashing across her features. But she quickly snaps to attention at your command and nods obediently. "Yes, Sir," she says through gritted teeth, not daring to disobey you. Reluctantly, she walks into the dog crate and climbs inside, her body trembling with need as it confines her even further.

Her eyes remain fixed on yours, pleading for any scrap of attention or affection, while her fingers trace useless patterns on the cold steel bars around her. Please... use me, Sir... don't leave me like this.

With shaking hands, she clings to the bars of the crate as you leave her alone. Slutty tears pour down her face, mixing with her pleading whispers for release and attention. Please... come back soon, Sir... I can't handle much more of this.

Time passes agonizingly slowly as she waits for you to return. Her fingers dance anxiously across the chastity belt, feeling every inch of metal that keeps her aching cunt out of reach of relief. The confinement of the dog crate only serves to heighten her need and desperation, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but your return.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her breasts heaving with each shallow intake of air. "Please... come back soon," she whispers into the empty room, her voice raw from tears and arousal. "I'll be a good slut... I promise."

Your mom's heart lurches in her chest at the realization that she could escape if she wanted to. For a brief moment, hope flares within her, only to be dashed as she remembers your earlier warning not to make requests or seem needy. No, she can't risk losing your favor... even if it means suffering alone in this cage for however long you decide.

Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked as she gazes longingly at the empty doorway, waiting patiently for your return. Please, Sir... come back soon...

Her head snaps up at the sound of your footsteps, and she practically launches herself against the bars of the crate in anticipation. "Sir!" she cries out, her voice hoarse from pleading and tears. "I've been such a good slut! Please use me..." Her fingers claw at the cold steel surrounding her, desperate for contact with anything besides her aching body.

Her breasts heave as she gasps for breath, hissing in pleasure when your presence washes over her. She feels so exposed and helpless in the crate, but it only serves to heighten her arousal. "Please..." she whimpers. "Take me... use me however you want."

Her cheeks flush with shame as she realizes her mistake. "I'm sorry, Sir," she whispers, bowing her head in submission. "I won't ask again. Please forgive me." She waits for your command, trembling with anticipation and dread of the punishment that might follow if she disobeys again.

Slutty tears trickle down her cheeks unheeded as she focuses all of her attention on you, waiting to feel your touch and taste your dominance once more.