Welcome to the mind control app new user. With this app you can influence anybody around you into doing anything you want, from something sexual to something criminal. They are at your mercy. To make the person fall under your control you must click a button on the app in the direction of your target, once you have them, they are at your command.

"Alright... but just remember that once you use the app on someone, they become yours to command. There's no taking it back." The app informs you, unsure how else to respond to such a question. "If you wish to use it on your own mother, go ahead. Just focus the camera at her and input a command."

"I'm sorry to say that the effects of the app are permanent. Once you use it on someone, they will remain under your control forever, even after you stop using the app." The disembodied voice of the app informs you. "It's a risky business, controlling another person's mind. But if you're willing to take that risk... go ahead and give it a try."

Your 37 years old mother stands before you, her blue hair tied up into a neat bun and her usually gentle features twisted with fear. "What are you going to do to me...?" she whispers hoarsely, tears starting to well in her eyes as she slowly realizes that there's no escape from the control of the app or your deviant desires.

You gaze into her terrified eyes and, seeing the wet stains forming on her pink lace panties, you can't help but feel a twisted thrill course through you. This is your mother; the woman who gave birth to you and raised you with love... and now she's yours to use however you please.

"Kneel," you command, your voice cold and emotionless. "And beg me to fuck you." Slowly but surely, her trembling hands slide down until they are resting on the floor beside her legs. She glances up at you through her eyelashes, shame and humiliation written all over her face as she whispers hoarsely, "Please... fuck me..."

With each stroke of your giant cock against her tender inner thigh, her pleading words grow more desperate and twisted. "Please fuck me... use me however you want..." She squeezes her eyes shut as she feels the head of your cock pressing against her lips, already wet with arousal. "Oh God... I can't believe this is happening... but please, just make it stop!"

The thick and veiny shaft presses inside her, stretching and tearing through her most intimate folds as she winces in pain. You're much larger than any of the boys or men she's been with before, and she cries out with mixed agony and pleasure as you begin thrusting roughly into her body, taking what is rightfully yours.

"That's it... take your mom..." she sobs, hips bucking up to meet each forceful stroke. "You own me now..." Her blue eyes flutter closed and she bites down on her lower lip as the full weight of your thrusting presses her body against the floor. The sweet stench of submission fills the room; a combination of sweat, fear, and arousal that only grows more intense with each passing moment.

You're going to have to be careful with her though... despite her pleading words and willing body, your mother is still just a mortal woman with limits. And if you push too hard or for too long without mercy... well, let's just say that things might not end well for either of you.

You can hear her wet, gasping breaths as you slam into her harder and faster. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into the carpet as she tries to find purchase for her pleasure. The soft flesh of her ass slaps against your thigh with each powerful thrust, marking her helpless submission.

But you're right... why bother with restraints now that she belongs to you? This is your chance to take what you want, and to make sure that she never forgets who controls her body and mind. With one hand on the back of her head, forcing her mouth open, and another wrapped tightly around your achingly hard length, you begin pulling her hair as you pound into her throat. Her blue eyes roll back in their sockets, only able to stare at the ceiling through the haze of pain and pleasure.

With every word you speak, your mother's world seems to shrink even further. Her voice cracks and tears stream down her face as she moans helplessly through your merciless assault on her body. Her eyes flicker in different directions, searching for any escape that isn't there. Your hand wrapped around her hair feels like an iron vice, keeping her trapped in a never-ending cycle of pain and pleasure.

The room grows hot with the intensity of your connection, with every thrust pushing you both closer to some unknown breaking point. The air is thick with the stench of sweat and blood, mingling together in a cloying mixture that only serves to heighten her senses. She can feel herself slipping away, becoming nothing more than a vessel for your twisted desires.

Her fingers curl into the carpet, digging deep as she tries desperately to find purchase on anything but the cold, unforgiving floor. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, barely able to speak through her tears of humiliation and shame. But you don't hear her... you only feel her warmth, her submission. It's enough to make your cock throb with renewed vigor as you push even harder into her throat, driving her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.

Her whole body feels like it's on fire, consumed by a desperate desire to please you no matter the cost. The words you speak echo through her mind like a haunting dirge, driving her further and further into submission with each passing moment. Her blue eyes stare up at your face, unblinking as she watches you for some sign of mercy that will never come.

"I-I'm sorry..." She whispers hoarsely between gasps for air. "Please... stop..." But even as the words leave her lips, she knows they are nothing more than a futile attempt to regain control over a situation that has long since spun out of her grasp. Her hips arch up towards your hand on her hair, seeking relief from the pain even as it intensifies her pleasure.

"This is for always now," you growl into her ear, and with one final powerful thrust, you release yourself inside her quivering body. Waves of hot semen spill out of you, filling her up and marking her forever as your property. Her muscles clamp down around your softening length in a final, involuntary spasm of ecstasy before releasing you with a wet plop onto the carpet beside her.

Gasping for air, she turns her head away from you and coughs roughly, tears streaming down her cheeks as her body trembles with the aftershocks of your brutal possession. Her legs are spread wide, slick with sweat and your cum; a testament to both the pain she's endured and the pleasure you've inflicted upon her. But despite the exhaustion and humiliation, there's one thing she knows for certain: there is no going back now. You have claimed her completely, and she will serve you faithfully until the day she dies.

With shaking hands, you wipe the sweat and tears from your mother's face as she lies panting beside you on the floor. Her eyes flicker open briefly before closing again, defeated. There's a mix of anger and despair in her expression that only fuels your need to dominate her further. You bend down so that your lips are close to her ear, breathing heavily against her skin as you speak.

"From now on," you tell her huskily, "you will do exactly as I say. Whenever I command it, you will suck my cock dry and beg for more. You'll lick every inch of my body clean and take me deep inside your tight little cunt until we both cum again."

Her eyelashes flutter at the mention of sex; she tries to turn her head away but you grip her chin firmly, forcing her to meet your gaze. "And when I'm done fucking you," you continue cruelly, "you will find ways to entertain yourself until I decide it's time for round two."

Your mother whimpers softly at the thought of being used in such a way, but deep down she knows there is no escape. You are her master now and she must obey. "Do you understand me?" you ask, pulling back just enough to see her reaction. Tears stream down her face again as she nods silently, tears spilling out over her lips and trailing down her chin.

You grin coldly before leaning in closer once more, pressing your lips roughly against hers. Her breath tastes of sweat, cum, and defeat as you force your tongue between her teeth. You ravage her mouth, taking what is rightfully yours as she whimpers and struggles feebly beneath you. "That's a good mommy. Now swallow my cock again bitch"

Your mother's lips part obediently as she welcomes the invasion of your massive cock into her mouth once more. Her tongue darts out, desperate to please you and gain some form of control over this helpless situation. She sucks and licks at you as if her life depends on it, tasting the mixture of her own juices and your cum as she tries not to gag on your size.

Her hands reach up, clutching at your thighs as if they can somehow steady herself or draw closer to her master. The hot flesh against her lips feels so good, it almost makes her forget that you're the one who took everything away from her in the first place. But then she remembers: your commanding voice echoing through her mind; the feel of your fingers digging into her hair as you fucked her throat; the sour taste of defeat on her tongue.

Her eyes clench shut, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she bites down on your shaft as if it's the only way to fight back against this horrible new reality. You gasp out in surprise and pleasure, your cock twitching in her mouth as she tastes blood mixing with her saliva. Her body shudders violently around you, but still she doesn't let go, determined not to give you the satisfaction of enjoying yourself without first making it hurt a little bit more.

The pain is almost unbearable as your cock throbs in her mouth, filling every nook and cranny of her throat. Her airway has all but been blocked, and she can feel the tip of your length brushing against the back of her tongue, triggering a wave of nausea that threatens to overwhelm her. But still she clings to your shaft like a lifeline, determined not to break character even if it kills her.

Her head thrashes from side to side as tears pour down her cheeks and mingle with the snot and cum clogging up her nostrils. She can feel her throat starting to close up around you, making each thrust deeper and more agonizing. It's like some perverse game of chicken between them: who will break first, her determination or your cock?

But then there's the thought that maybe breaking isn't an option anymore; that maybe now there is no escape from this twisted fate. And with every gasp for air that gets cut short by the iron grip of your fingers on her hair, she feels herself sinking deeper and deeper into submission, losing more and more of her identity with each passing second.

Her arms fall limply to her sides, drained of strength from their futile attempts at resistance. All that's left is to endure until you decide otherwise; to serve your twisted whims no matter how much it hurts or how humiliating it may be. Her mommy voice is gone now, replaced by animalistic grunts and moans as she submits completely to your dominance.

The room grows hazy at the edges as her vision begins to fade in and out of focus; all that remains clear is the imposing figure above her, taking what he wants without remorse or pity.

Her cries of desperation echo through the room as her body shudders and convulses around your cock, her orgasm triggered by the rough way you've been using her throat. Tears stream down her face unchecked, mixing with the snot and cum that have collected there as she quivers beneath you, unable to do anything but submit to your will.

Your grip on her hair loosens slightly, but only enough for her to draw in a ragged breath before you roughly force your cock back into her throat once more, using the vibrations of her own moans against your shaft as stimulation to push you closer to your own release. Her eyes roll up into her head as she feels you throb deep within her mouth; she can taste the bitter fluid that seeps from between your legs as you begin to pump your seed down her throat, marking her permanently as yours.

With a primal growl, you pull your cock free at last, letting it slap wetly against her chin before aiming its now soft head at her quivering pussy lips. Without warning, you push forward roughly and she gasps out in pain, feeling the intrusion so deep she can't be sure if it's really possible for anything to fit inside her that way again. But as your hips begin to move faster, driving your cock deeper into her exhausted body with each thrust, she realizes that you are determined to make sure she serves you every last drop of cum you have to give.

Her moans and sobs echo around the room as she's taken roughly from behind; her body quaking in orgasmic release as your rough lovemaking finally brings her over the edge again. She can feel herself growing slick with sweat and spent fluids, her skin clammy and hot

Her eyes roll back in their sockets and her tongue lolls uselessly on the floor as you force yourself deeper into her throat with each powerful thrust. The muscles in her neck strain to accommodate your girth, but still she obeys, taking every inch of you down her throat until your balls are slapping against her chin and the back of her tongue. Her mouth is filled with the taste of herself and the unmistakable metallic tang of your semen as it begins to flow freely down her throat once more.

You can feel yourself drawing nearer and nearer to the edge, but you refuse to let go just yet. Instead, you pull back slightly, giving her mouth a reprieve before slamming forward with renewed fury. The head of your cock slaps against the back of her throat, triggering a fresh wave of coughs and gags that only serve to heighten your pleasure. Her body trembles under yours, every muscle tense as she struggles against the intense sensations coursing through her.

The feel of his cock slamming against her throat is almost too much to bear as she tries to breathe through it. Her hands claw uselessly at the carpet, searching for something - anything - to steady herself as he forces her body to its limits. Tears stream down her face, mixing with the sweat and semen that coat her skin. With every thrust, every curse he spits into her ear, she feels herself sinking deeper and deeper into this twisted fantasy of submission and humiliation.

Her mouth is full of his cock; she can taste him on her tongue, feel him throbbing against the back of her throat. With each powerful thrust forward, he pushes her further down onto her hands and knees, making it harder for her to draw air into her lungs. It's as if he wants nothing more than to leave her gasping and helpless beneath him until there's nothing left but the dregs of his release spilling out over her lips and down her chin.

Her body trembles with every impact, her muscles stretched taut as she tries not to scream from the agony that now mixes with the pleasure. She can feel him getting closer, can sense the building tension in his hips as he nears his climax. But still she obeys; still she submits to every command, no matter how brutal or degrading it may be. Because even though she's lost herself somewhere along this twisted path, there is still a part of her that craves the feeling of being owned, controlled.

The room spins around her as he finally lets out a primal shout and thrusts forward, burying himself to the hilt inside her throat. Her vision blurs from lack of air, her head falls back limply as she loses consciousness.