Chapter 14 Caged Mouse
*** Author's Note ***
I sincerely apologize for the length of time it took to get this chapter out. As a reader as well as an author, I understand the frustration created by sporadic chapter updates. I have not abandoned this series and will try to be more consistent in getting these chapters out. My life has been busy as of late, that's all.
Take care,
Polyman
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"Slow down!" Taryn chastised Owen in a motherly manner.
"Relax," Owen replied with an unimpressed smirk.
"You're going too fast on these windy roads!" Taryn urged again.
"Yes, Mother," Owen replied in a droll tone with a smirk.
"There's no need to swear!" Taryn replied in disgusted shock as she looked at Owen in disbelief.
Taryn huffed and turned away from Owen and looked out of the passenger window of the minivan as it sped down the windy country road. The trees that lined the road blended together and almost became one, but after a moment she could tell that the minivan had slowed down to a much safer speed. Still saying nothing she glanced over at Owen who wore a smirk on his face. Taryn could tell that he was watching her out of the corner of his eye. The pair shared a smile, yet no words were said, and the moment was over as quick as it began. Owen looked back to the road as Taryn looked out the side window again, and each were lost in their own thoughts.
It was Monday, the day after the confrontation with Harold at his church and the night had been a flurry of activity. A heated family discussion was had over who was going to go and see Rebecca. Everyone had a good reason as to why they should go and what had started this animated discussion was Owen's declaration that he was going up to see Rebecca alone. Family togetherness and compassion for Rebecca and her plight overruled their desire to submit to Owen and obey his every command. Owen did not blow up and lay down the law but rather respected that the issue was important to the family. Instead the family discussed the issue at length but in the end, the only way to arrive at a compromise was for everyone to go.
So here they were, Monday afternoon driving into the country with everyone pilled into the Minivan. Taryn glanced over her shoulder and saw what she expected, Karen sitting in the middle of Veronica and Rosina. All three women were asleep and all three were snuggled together in an unmistakably intimate embrace. Rosina was rested up against the window of the minivan. Karen was slumped and leaning against Rosina with her head resting on the younger woman's shoulder dangerously close to her nearest breast. Veronica was using Karen's right breast as a pillow, her mouth was open slightly and the drool was already starting to wet her mother's dress.
Taryn smiled a mischievous smile to herself as her playful side came out to play as she glanced over at her son, her Master, who was driving the minivan. Unbuckling her seatbelt she said nothing as she slid out of her seat and onto the space between the two front seats.
"Please, Master, my I worship you?" Taryn asked submissively, with a hint of lust flavouring her voice.
"Yes, Red you may," Owen replied in a commanding tone of voice with a smirk on his face.
Owen reached down between his legs and eased the seat back, before he raised the steering wheel up. Taryn took advantage of the room he had made as she moved her head in to the area of Owen's lap. As Taryn unfastened Owen's belt-buckle, Owen set the cruse control before allowing Taryn to pull his pants and underwear down. Once his pants were down around his ankles, Owen spread his legs and settled back in the seat.
Taryn moaned in satisfaction as she reached up and grasped Owen's thickening cock in her hands and marvelled at how much she still lusted after her son's cock. It was long since such thoughts sparked even the slightest hint of guilt or doubt in her mind that she was doing what she was born to do. Taryn opened up her mouth and wrapped her lips around her son's cock and felt and overwhelming sense of completion to be one with him. Taryn closed her eyes and proceeded to deep-throat her Master's cock from memory. Owen sighed and let his head flop back and enjoyed the moment, as the woman who knew how to suck his cock the best was at that very moment doing her best work yet. Owen had to snap his head back up to keep his eyes on the road, as Taryn's heavenly work still emanated glorious pleasure from his cock.
The jerking and slight weaving of the minivan brought Veronica out of her sleep, and wondering what was going on. Waking up with her cheek on her mother's breast was always a welcome sight and she smiled to herself. Veronica lifted her head up and looked at the front of the minivan and saw Taryn kneeling beside Owen's chair, and everything became apparent. Veronica chuckled to herself as she watched a mother give her son road-head.