You see this woman come into view, and that's
When you realized who this woman was. She
Is your mother! Trish! You feel stupid for not
Recognizing her voice.
"Yes son it's me. I was going to stop by and
Surprise your sister and friends with some
Cookies I got from the bakery by the place
We are staying, but instead I found you
Peeping on your sister and friends."
"That's not true!" You say tiring to defend
Yourself. "I was going to tell them to be quiet."
"Talk all you want son, but that big erection
I caught you with doesn't lie. So don't tell me
Otherwise!" She said striking a little fear into
You.
"Now son. I'll give you a choice here." She said
In a calm matter. "And what is it mom?"
You ask, hoping its nothing bad."Son. I'll
Have to punish you in some way. So here
Are your options. You can either be my slave,
And do what I tell you. Or I can tell your sister
What I found you doing, and let them decide
How to punish you. Now what will it be son?"
You think over your options. You don't want
To be your moms slave, but it would be worse
For your sister to think your a perv, and have
Every one know. "Ok mom. I've decided, and
I'll be your slave." You look at her face,and
She has a big smile on her face. "You made
The right chose son. You'll be much
Happier being my slave. Now what should
I do to you?"
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