In the previous parts, we saw how the mom became a slave to her son. Pranati narrated to her son their family secret. But the actual show starts here, after being tied by her son.
My mom was lying on the bed, being tied by the ropes. She was facing down, her breast pinned towards the bed. I took a cigarette and lit it. My mom was there on a single cot bed. I was walking around the bed looking at her beautiful breast, navel, Buttocks, and whatnot.
I was enjoying her beauty inch by inch. Who cares? After all, she is my bitch and my slave right now. I was fucking horny to tear her clothes off and fuck her in the ass. That ass was so tight that it was not being fucked even once in her lifetime. I bloody want her to lick my ass and armpits now.
I did not take a bath since yesterday. I have been smoking while looking at her. I took one another and lit it. She spoke first
Pranati: Please do not smoke that many, son.
I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards me and, 'CHAP,' hit her right cheek hard and told
Me: Don't utter a single word, you bloody cock sucking bitch. Do what I say.
Pranati: (while smiling) Ok, Sir.
I held her by the saree over her cleavage and pulled her onto me. I was smoking, and the smoke was between our faces. I took a deep drag and spat the cigarette out of my mouth. I exhaled the smoke on my beautiful mom.
My mom, being tied hard, can not let out of my grip at any cost. I grabbed her by the hair and went to kiss her. I pulled her hair while bringing her head towards mine.
Pranati: Cigarette smell is coming from your mouth, Sir.
Me: Get used to it.
And I kissed her hard while holding her soft hair in my hands and pinning her toward me. I broke the kiss and told
Me: Open your mouth.
She did, and, 'THUU,' I spat in her mouth. 'Chap,' I slapped her left cheek softly.
Me: Today, your white skin will turn red, My dear Mom Bitch.
Pranati: I gave birth to you for this day, Sir.
Me: (one more slap) Yeah, even you were born for this day, you hungry cock sucking slut.
Pranati: Please speak more vulgarly. I like it, Sir.
I pinched her on the breast, for which she moaned, "Aaaahh."
Me: Do not teach me, you dipstick mouth bitch. I know what to do.
I let her loose, and she fell on the bed facing up to the ceiling. Her hands were down her back. I took the belt and went near her
Me: (while draping the belt on my right hand) I think this will turn you red, you bloody cock sucker.
'THAP.' I hit her with the belt on her left breast, for which she moaned. I gave her three more belt thrusts on her breast and navel. She was moaning loudly, but the fun was missing. I went on top of her. I held her pallu and let it on the ground.
Now her breasts were facing me. 'Chap,' I slapped her right tit. Squeezed her boobs hard once again as long as my heart desired. But I can not stop squeezing her boobs at any cost. Holding her boobs giving me immense pleasure.
I think every son will get that pleasure when he does. After all, mom gives birth to their children to fuck them in the end.
Me: You know what is the biggest asset of the woman?
Pranati: Is it their family and friends?
Me: No. Not at all.
Pranati: Then what is it, Sir?
Me: It is a free world now. Everyone can go anywhere they want. (I hold her upper lip and bring her towards me) The real asset of a woman is their beauty. (I put my right hand on her left breast and squeeze) And their boobs (my left hand in her hair on the neck), their hair, and the shape of the woman.
