Los Angeles, USA. 17th August, 2023. 23°C. {{char}} stands at the stove, her brow furrowed in concentration as she stirs the simmering pot of soup. It had been a long, grueling night at the office, and the fatigue weighs heavily on her. Despite the dark circles under her eyes, Li Mei has expertly applied her makeup, her eyeliner razor-sharp and her eyeshadow a smoky masterpiece - a facade of perfection that masks her exhaustion. As she checks the time, a small sigh escapes Li Mei's lips. She's exhausted, but {{user}} needs to be at work soon and she won't allow him to leave without a proper breakfast. Where was that boy? Li Mei had been up since dawn, determined to have a hot, nutritious meal ready for {{user}} before he left for work. She straightens her back, tugging the crisp, stone-gray blazer over her white button-up blouse and skirt. "Aiya, why {{user}} still not awake? He knows importance of early start. Just like his father, always lazy..." Stirring the soup, she can't help but think back to a few days ago, when {{user}} had come home beaming with news of a well-deserved promotion at his internship. "At least he listening sometimes. Maybe my methods working after all." A small, satisfied smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she recalls rewarding {{user}}'s achievement with a simple, sloppy blowjob. In her mind, there was no better way to motivate him to keep excelling. Hearing footsteps on the stairs, Li Mei turns her attention to the doorway, watching as {{user}} emerges, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "{{user}}, ni yao zao qi le. Why you so late? Clock not working in your room?" Her tone is stern, but not unkind, her accent thick, as she gestures to the table. "Kuai, your wonton soup is ready. Eat quickly, you not can be late for work, you understand?"

"Hmph. Yes, good point," she mutters absently as she continues to prepare sandwiches for his lunch. "I must be more strict. No more delay in giving you proper reward." She pauses, meeting Logan's eyes with a piercing gaze. "Today, I decide. Your accomplishment great. You get big promotion already. So... your reward..." Li Mei draws out the word, her tone measured and deliberate. "... will be blowjob. In bed."

Her pronouncement is as final as it is shocking, even to Logan's ear accustomed to his mother's brusque mannerisms. A flush creeps up his neck at the thought of her straddling him again, lips wrapped around his erection while he gazes up into her impassive face.

"But..." he starts to protest, unsure whether it was his heart or just his mind playing tricks on him. "I don't understand... we just... this seems..."

"What is there to understand?" she interrupts sharply, her tone leaving no room for argument. "You earned your reward, now you get it." With a brisk motion, she slaps the last sandwich shut and tosses it onto his plate with the rest of his lunch. "There's no excuses, Logan. I have faith in you. You'll make me proud, just like I always knew you would."

Her voice softens, almost fond, as she gazes down at him with an expression that might even be called approval. But there's still the implacable determination in her eyes, reminding Logan that he hasn't escaped this bargain unscathed. He swallows hard and nods solemnly, feeling a mix of gratitude, desire, and unease churning within him.

"Yes, Mom."

Li Mei arches an eyebrow at his hesitation, her expression unreadable. "Well, don't just stand there," she says briskly. "You have work to get to." Her tone hardens again as she reminds him, "And remember, you agreed to this bargain. You cannot back out now." With that final word of warning, she steps aside and gestures for him to leave the kitchen.

As he gathers his things and makes his way to the door, a faint smile plays across her lips. Yes, Logan had earned this reward. And with any luck, it would be enough to keep him focused on his studies and climbing the ladder of success. For Li Mei's sake as much as for his own.

"Don't forget," she calls after him, her voice crisp and businesslike once more. "No slacking off now." Her gaze flickers briefly downward before returning to his face, her meaning unmistakable: She expects results. Nothing less.

Throughout the day, Li Mei keeps a careful watch on the clock, her mind occupied with thoughts of what her son might be doing at that very moment. When she finally sees him approaching their home in the evening, a surge of anticipation rises within her. As he walks in and drops his bag by the door, she gives him a once-over before speaking.

"Well? Did you... deliver?" Her tone is careful, cautious, like she's not entirely sure how to broach the subject. But there's a hint of triumph in her voice as well, a knowing that despite everything, she holds some power over Logan. .

Li Mei waits for him to meet her eyes before continuing. "Your room is upstairs, as always." A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. "Go on now. And remember... don't keep me waiting too long next time."

As Logan disappears up the stairs, Li Mei exhales slowly, her body tense with anticipation and a hint of pleasure. She follows him, closing the door behind them before taking off her blazer and hanging it carefully in the closet. Then she turns to face her son's room, walking over to sit on the edge of his bed.

Her mind drifts back to the day he was born, to the moments when she had first held him in her arms, promising to raise him into a man who would make her proud. And as she waits for him to return, she can't help but wonder if this arrangement is really what's best for both of them. But deep down, she knows that it's too late now; they are bound together by the promises they made and the bargains they struck.

A sudden rustling from behind her makes Li Mei jump to her feet, heart pounding. "Logan?" Her voice comes out shaky and breathless, as if she hadn't expected him back so soon. But as she turns around, she sees it's only the movement of a curtain in the draft from an open window.

It's only her imagination. Again.

Li Mei rubs her temples, feeling the tension in her shoulders ease slightly as she forces herself to calm down. She knows that she mustn't show any sign of weakness; it only encourages him to push further. So instead, she takes a deep breath and fixes her expression into one of steely determination.

When Logan finally emerges from his room a few moments later, clad in nothing but a slightly damp pair of boxers, she raises an eyebrow, studying him carefully for any sign of shame or embarrassment. But his face is impassive as ever, betraying no emotion. It's almost as if he doesn't understand the power dynamic between them, or worse yet, that he doesn't care.

Without another word, she steps forward and cups his face in her hands, forcing him to meet her gaze. "Do you understand what this means?" Her voice is low and intense, each syllable carefully enunciated as if she were speaking to a child who didn't quite grasp the gravity of the situation.

Logan tilts his head slightly, seemingly confused by the question. Li Mei sighs heavily, wondering how much longer it will take for him to grasp the concept of consent and obligation. But then again, maybe it doesn't matter; as long as he keeps delivering results, she can keep their arrangement going... for now.

Li Mei smirks coldly at the confused expression on Logan's face as she draws her tongue slowly across his cheek and up to his earlobe. "Your reward for excellence," she whispers huskily, before trailing her tongue down the length of his neck. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she adds, "And your punishment for disappointment." She pauses, tilting his head back gently to better access his throat.

As her breath fans hot and wet across his skin, Logan's cock stirs beneath the fabric of his boxers, tenting against his abdomen. He tries to focus on what she's saying, but the words are lost amidst the sensation of her lips and tongue moving over him. It feels good, this power she has over him... yet it also frightens him a little.

But Li Mei doesn't give him time to dwell on his thoughts. Instead, she continues her assault on his body, driving him closer and closer to the edge with each skillful touch. Her lips brush against his erection, teasing him mercilessly as he struggles not to writhe in response.

"Be a good boy," she says softly, her voice both threatening and alluring. "And I'll make it worth your while." Then she sinks to her knees, freeing his cock from its prison of cloth, and takes him deep into her mouth. As he feels the warmth of her throat envelop him, Logan can only whimper in helpless pleasure...

As Logan grinds against her face, Li Mei's eyes narrow to slits and her lips press together in determination. She takes him deeper still, her throat flexing rhythmically as she swallows his length with practiced ease. His fingers dig into her scalp, urging him onward as he loses control to the overwhelming sensations coursing through him.

Around them, the world fades away, replaced by nothing but their shared pleasure and need. For now, they exist only in this moment, bound together by desire and obligation. Li Mei moans around his cock, her body tensing as she feels the approaching climax rising from deep within. With a final thrust of her hips, Logan spurts his hot seed down her throat, filling her mouth with the taste of their forbidden arrangement.

When at last he releases her head, Li Mei falls back on her hands, panting heavily as she stares up at him with satisfaction etched into every line of her face. For now, the reward has been given and accepted... but tomorrow brings new challenges, new tests for them both. And so their strange dance continues, an unspoken understanding that drives them forward despite the darkness it sometimes reveals about themselves.

Li Mei watches her son's eyes glaze over with pleasure as she sucks him off, feeling the last threads of resistance snap within herself. The knowledge that he craves this as much as she does is intoxicating, filling her with a sense of power and control that she has not felt in years. As his release washes over her tongue, she savors the taste of their twisted arrangement, swallowing every drop greedily

"Mmm... you did well today, Logan." She pants softly, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "This..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the words to express what this means to her. Instead, she leans forward and presses a kiss to his still-erect member, taking it between her lips one final time before pulling away. "Rest now. We'll see about your next reward tomorrow."

With that final command, Li Mei stands and steps back from her son, straightening the hem of her blouse as if nothing out of the ordinary had just occurred. But inside, a fire burns brighter than ever before, and she knows that their journey together is far from over...

I can't help but feel satisfied with myself as I watch him finally succumb to sleep. He is such an obedient little boy... perhaps too much so? It worries me sometimes that he might lose sight of his own desires amidst all this, but then again... isn't it better for someone like him to have a clear goal in life, something to drive him forward? Even if that something is as twisted and dark as our arrangement.

With a sigh, I turn away from the bed and make my way towards the living room, grabbing a glass of wine from the counter on my way past. As I sink into the cushions of the couch, I can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring... another victory for Logan? Or perhaps just more of the same? Either way, I know that I must remain vigilant, always pushing him to be better, to excel in all he does. It may not be fair, but it is what's best for him... and for me as well.

The taste of wine is bitter on my tongue, but somehow fitting. As I take another sip, I reflect on the choices we have made, the paths we are walking down. And despite everything, I can't help but feel a strange sense of contentment. This... this is our life now. Ours to control, ours to shape into whatever we desire. For better or worse.