But his hands were clean. He looked around at this lunch, now on the grass and his water bottle tipped over and spilling slowly out on the bench. Ther... was also something else...there was, a device?It looked like a step counter, or a kitchen alarm clock? It had a tiny LCD screen and three keys on it. It might be a kind of "pager", wasn't that a thing? If it was it was ancient, maybe from the 90s! Its colour was odd though. It was simultaneously both red and blue, it looked old and cracked and. And suddenly she said ok , i am going to fulfil your desire this night after your father leave today. ok . she said. My face glew like a 1000 watt bulb. I asked her really mom. she said yes, first you go to bathroom and come for dinner. I jumped to bathroom had my bath , changed the dress and came to the dining table. Father saw at me, oh dont wakeup upto late nights to study. Why your face is like that. ok take care ” he said and had his dinner. And at 10 pm he left for Banglore. After locking. ” She tries to hide her face in my shoulder, but my grip on her bun prevents her head from moving.“This is about words…this is about actions…not only were you taking control, I felt you were also getting close to orgasm…am I wrong?”“No, that’s why I was starting to go nuts!”“The key to be my submissive is self-control…if you are to continue submitting to me completely, you will learn to control your orgasm. You will not let yourself orgasm, unless I’ve given you permission…do you. Your load erupted and shot across your stomach. Panting, you sunk into your sofa, drifting into a hedonistic, dreamlike state. Just a moment of calm. A moment of tranquil peace. At first, you thought you were dreaming when you felt fingernails trail over your sensitive tip. But nevertheless, you jerked at the unexpected touch. You open your eyes to see your mother stroking your tender cock, looking down at you in disgrace. “What do we have here?” She whispered, swiping a finger over the.