He leans down, his mouth inches from her ear. "You need to make a decision right now. You can submit to this now from my hands, or I will invite anoth...r to come and do this. Either way it will hurt. Either way you will be frightened. But if I need to invite another to come do this, you WILL be sorry." His words are quiet and full of threat. He knows her well. She calms down in small increments. Her voice quiets to a muffled sob, her muscles relax one by one, with her consciously commanding. Things went on and I moved the next step.I got some ideas from my friend who is also an incest addict, the best way is to expose my penis to mom and make the scene as innocent. From then i began masturbating and leave my cum in my underwear. This continued for a week and on a Sunday mom called me while she was washing clothes.She calls me kanna, I am her only son and pet. She asked me why my underwear is stained too much. I am now aware my plan is working and started my act. I told her nothing. A month or so later, her boyfriend left for his holiday on the Saturday, and Liz decided to go into town to treat herself to some new clothes. She wanted something a little more revealing, something that would clearly put her in the shop window. She purchased a very short denim skirt, and for the first time she tried on a boob tube. At first she thought it was ridiculous, as she wouldn't be able to wear a bra with it, and those 34E's that defied gravity would make her look just like a walking. Outside the storm suddenly breaks and thunder ripples around the house, shaking the windows as the heavy rain lashes down, pounding around the room, all of a sudden all the lights go out. ‘Damm the power grid must have been hit…. wait here a second’ You are giggling again as I stumble through the darkened room, I find some candles and matches and slowly set them up around the room, the room is lit by the pale flickering lights of the candles casting dancing shadows on the walls. I quickly lay a.