The house was silent and empty when Lori returned from the store. On the counter, she found a note from Ricky. The boys had gone to David's house to play pool in his basement and watch some football. That suited Lori just fine. She was half afraid that after the night in the pool the boys would treat her as fair game, someone they could overpower any time they wished. Lori didn't want that, and she was going to make sure Ricky understood. What happened in the pool wouldn't happen again unless she planned it. She wasn't Marie or some girl they could always have. She would make them understand that. She had put the groceries away and was thinking about dong laundry when someone knocked on the back door. Glancing over, she saw Justin who smiled and held up his camera.
"You must have seen me come home," she said as she opened the door.
"You said you wanted to see the pictures, mommy."
"I do. And you remembered, no underwear?"
"None."
"Good. You know where the computer is. Set up the camera."
"Yes, mommy."
"I'll be right back. And take off your clothes"
She went up to her room and looked around for an outfit. She didn't have the leather domitrix outfits she had seen online, those outfits that would tell Justin immediately what she was going to do to him. Looking around, she slipped into a black thong and her black leather boots. She added a short black robe that barely covered her thong. She grabbed her vibrator and a wooden back scratcher and walked down to Justin. He sat naked in front of a computer that showed what Justin had captured the night before. Justin's camera was indeed sensitive. Todd hammering Marie in the pool was incredibly clear. When Justin zoomed in tight, Lori could see Marie's hungry pussy gobbling up Todd's hard cock.
"Oh my," Lori said. "That is a good camera."
"Thank you. It's the best on the market."
"And you liked taking these pictures, didn't you?"
"Yes, mommy."
"And you were masturbating while you did it, didn't you?"
"I tried not to, I really did."
"And you knew it was wrong to take pictures like this without permission, don't you?"
"I couldn't help myself."
"And you know you must be punished for being back, don't you?"
He nodded.
"On all fours," she ordered.
Lori didn't really feel like a domatrix, but somehow the role appealed to her. With Justin on all fours, his white ass aimed at her, she found a certain power flowing into her. Justin's ass looked like a target.
"You've been bad, haven't you?" Lori asked.
"Yes, mommy."
She smacked his ass with the back scratcher. "You deserve punishment, don't you?"
"Yes, mommy."
She walked around him and smacked his butt again. She didn't hurt him too hard, but she knew he could feel it.
"Those naughty pictures give you naughty thoughts, don't they?"
"Yes, mommy."
She smacked his butt again, and he yelped. "They make you hard, don't they, dirty boy?"
"Yes, mommy."
She bent down and grabbed his chin, snarling into her face. "You're such a nasty boy. You need training, don't you?"
"Yes, mommy."
She dropped his chin, reached under him, and grabbed his erect prick. She squeezed him very hard. "If you disobey, mommy is going to hurt you. Do you understand?"
He nodded, his eyes squeezed against tears.
She released him and stood smacking his butt with the back scratcher. She noted the red lines across his white skin. The marks pleased her. "You will do what mommy tells you, won't you sub boy?"
"Yes, mommy."
She kicked his knees apart and smacked his butt. He flinched, and she found she liked that. She grabbed her vibrator and the jar of Vaseline. "You're going to like this," she said. "Hold still."
She coated the vibrator with the slippery Vaseline and rubbed it along his butt hole. His cheeks quivered, and she smacked them with her hand. "Hold still, sub-boy."
His chest rose and fell as she rubbed the vibrator up and down. She grabbed one cheek and pulled it open, spreading his hole. "This is what you want, isn't it? You want mommy to open your virgin ass, don't you?"
"Yes, mommy."
She wormed the vibrator into his ass, and he immediately contracted his muscles, resisting her. She smacked his ass with her scratcher. "Relax, sub-boy, relax. This will feel so good."
He took a deep breath, a small little cry the only sound he made as she worked the vibrator deeper into his ass. She used small strokes, moving the slick vibrator in slowly, carefully. She didn't want to hurt him. She wanted the violation of his ass to make him even more aroused. She reached under and grabbed his erection, squeezing again. "This feels very good, doesn't it?"
"Yes, mommy." His voice was almost a whisper.
She worked the vibrator deeper into his ass, stroking, opening, helping him understand that it wouldn't hurt if he didn't fight it. She discovered she liked doing this, loved it in fact. It aroused her, making her nipples hard, her pussy wet. She supposed power was the ultimate aphrodisiac. She certainly loved having power over Justin.
"No one has ever done this to you, have they?" she asked.
"No, mommy."
"It's beginning to feel very good, isn't it?"
"Yes, mommy."
She stroked harder, deeper, the vibrator sliding in and out more easily. For the first time, he began to push back into the vibrator. She could tell he was learning to like it. She smiled. He would make such a good toy for her.
"That's wicked, mom."
She spun to find Ricky standing in the doorway. He grinned, as handsome as ever.
"What are you doing home?" she asked.
"Snacks. I volunteered to get some snacks."
"And you found this."
"Yes."
