Saturday morning, Angela, and Mark's.
Mark walked into the kitchen toweling himself off after a long run. His mom, Angela, was just finishing her last cup of coffee at the kitchen table.
"What's your plan for today mom," asked Mark?
"I've got to go to the office to finish my end-of-month reports," replied Angela.
"Anyone else going be there," asked Mark?
"Nope," replied Angela with a smile. "Lily won't be there."
Lily was a 22-year-old college girl that helped Angela with her accounting business, part-time. Angela was well aware that Mark had a real thing for Lily, but wasn't pressing it because he thought he was too young for her.
Angela decided it was time to switch from being her son's sex slave to her son's mother, looking at him and saying "Lily likes you. This is an order from your mother. Next time you see her you will ask her out she will not say no. She and I talk..."
"Mark, Lily is dying for you to ask her out. Do it before someone else does. Understood" asked Angela?
Mark replied, "She wants to date me?"
"Duh.." replied Angela.
"Okay, mom, I'll call her as soon as we're done here. Would it be okay if I stop by in a little bit to go over the final estimate for upgrading your computer systems," asked Mark?
"Sure," replied Angela.
Angela's office.
Angela was in her office conference room finishing up her end-of-month reports for various clients when she heard the back door open. She turned, expecting to see her son and perhaps his partner, Billy. Instead, all four boys filed into the room.
Angela's stomach dropped out from under her. She knew instantly what was about to happen to her. She immediately started to get wet. Over the last week or so, when she, and the other moms, had been turned into sex slaves, they'd all noticed that they became wet at the drop of a hat.
Christina had researched the subject for the moms and found that it wasn't unusual for a person who is voluntarily a sex slave to become hyper-sexualized. Angela knew all it took was that look from her son or one of the boys, and her body would automatically start preparing to be penetrated. Deep down where she lived, she loved it.
Angela started to stand up but was quickly pushed over the conference table onto her face by her son.
"You don't need to go anywhere mom, you're in a perfect position," said Mark.
With that Mark pulled Angela's shorts and panties down and made her step out of them. At the same time, Tom was pulling Angela's T-shirt off. Ken immediately unhooked and removed her bra, leaving the young mother naked and ready for their enjoyment.
Mark ran his hand down his mother's crotch from the top of her pussy to her asshole, noting that her asshole was shiny and slick with lubrication.
"I think the ladies are getting it," said Mark. "Moms asshole is nice and slick and ready to be used."
Billy laughed, "Yeah the first couple times they get plowed with a less than thoroughly lubed asshole, they learn."
Angela was mortified, turning a deep red all over. She also knew they were right. The mothers had quickly learned that to enjoy getting hammered in the backside, which they loved, they needed to make sure they were ready to be entered. Even as well-mannered as their boys are, they're still teenagers, and sometimes a little quick to get to the point.
Angela felt the head of her son's cock pressing against her rosebud and with one powerful thrust and a grunt he buried himself to his balls in his mother's ass. Angela had loved being taken this way from the beginning, and arched her back and moaned, saying, "Yes."
Mark's hands were all over his mother's amazing body, marveling at how smooth and silky her skin was, yet how firm and tight her muscles were. He especially loved his mom's amazing breasts. Angela's breasts were nowhere near the size of Mary's, nor Christine's, but he thought they were the most perfect pair in size shape, and firmness of all the moms.
Angela's breasts had high small but prominent nipples. A certain look from one of the boys was all it took and those nipples would instantly get hard.
Mark grabbed his mother's breasts and pulled her torso up against his. He spun her around so that she was facing away from the table. Holding her firmly he backed against the table and then squirmed up onto it so he was sitting on the edge with his mother impaled on his cock.
Ken immediately walked in between Angela's obscenely spread legs and slammed his cock deep into her body. At the same time, Tom was busy tying Angela's arms behind her back and putting a loop of it up around her neck, and tightening it to hold her head back. The boys did need to tie her to get their way, it was simply a way of reinforcing to their slave that she was a slave.