So please pull up a rum and coke, get cozy onyour bed or sofa and let me share with you the details of submission.The past 6 years of my life included...serving Mistress Veronica and herhusband, followed by several years as Mistress Shelley's property. Manyof you witnessed live on the webcam, as Domme Eva over saw the changingof my tattoo and my descent into the world of being un-owned. I joinedthe ranks of so many longing for complete ownership, but not doinganything about it.I thought I was. They were running it with four six hour shifts but she'd been inside this parked civil-class chimera across the highway from the Cult hideout for the better part of three local 'weeks'* and she was completely fucking sick of the damned thing.*(This looney tunes planet where every man and his grox owned a tank actually had days that were about 126.439 imperial standard hours long, so the locals called those days 'weeks' and broke them up into five imperial standard 'days' plus one or two extra. She might have been my own mother, but she was also an experienced older woman with a great body and massive tits! Suddenly it seemed possible, just possible, that tonight I might even get my hands around those tits, and I tell you I was more physically excited then than I'd ever been in my whole life before.Very gently she patted the sofa next to her and whispered, "Come and sit by me dear."I think I was shaking with anticipation, but I did as she requested. I sat down, and making an extreme. Oh Josh, fuck me, fuck your mummy sweetie," Beth said somewhere between a plea and an instruction. Josh was more then willing to comply. They both watched delightedly as Josh's small dick stopped with about half an inch to go. He had hit rock bottom and both mother and son let out a huge, loud sigh in unison and looked up at each other. Both smiled to their respective lover and Josh began the slow in and out thrusting that seemed 'oh so natural'. However, he only lasted a few thrusts before.