Mom tries to sell her son into sexual slavery

Mom tries to sell her son into sexual slaveryMy mother trains boys to be come sex slaves for women. She has a trio of boys that she has trained and plans to sell to a slaver from another country. I have not gone through the training. Mother believes that that I know what is expected and knows what is expected of me.The slaver is here. I line up with the rest of the boys. We are all naked. Mother orders us to stand straight as the slaver enters. I am stunned because she is so beautiful. She has blond hair falling down to her shoulder. The slaver stands about my height. She is wearing a light blue business suit with yellow trim along the collar and cuffs. Her skirt falls to just under her knees. The breasts seem to pointing straight out of her blouse. She is wearing light colored stocking and navy blue high heeled shoes. The slaver has a pistol in a holster attached to her belt. She beşevler escort also has a stun stick hooked onto her belt on the other side. I loved the smell of her perfume.I looked down and saw that I was getting hard. I glanced to the side and noticed the other boys were feeling this way also. The slaver smiled. She is used to seeing boys react this way. Mom and the slaver walked before us together. First in front of us and then behind us. Mom talked about our characteristics and how they had been trained. Mom emphasized our sexual skills and how we could please women. The slaver seemed to be pleased. The two women stood behind us. We were ordered to bend over and grabbed our ankles. We did. She slapped one boy on the ass with her hand. “Thank you mistress, I deserved this.” was his immediate response. I her her slapping the ass of other boys, esat escort and they responded the same way. It was my turn. The slap on my naked ass felt heavenly. I never felt anything that felt this good. I was slapped on the ass a second time. I forgot. “Thank you mistress, I deserve this.””That’s right, cock, you deserve this. I will not be so lenient next time.” I loved the sound of her voice. It is commanding, but also so erotic. The slaver then reached between my legs and held my ball sack in her hand. It had the right feel. Firm, but did not cause any pain or discomfort. I never felt anything this pleasant. The slaver removes her hand and orders us to stand up.She goes to the first boy. The slaver stands very close to him. She asks him to wave his tongue. She has other questions for him and he answers her. One by one she inspects and questions çankaya escort the other two. It is now my turn. The slaver stands very close to me. The points of her breasts are only an inch from my naked chest. Her perfume is overwhelming. I am in love with her. I want to grab her and fuck her. A good sex slave does not do that. A good is obedient and serves to please his mistress. The slaver walks behind me and touches first my naked back and then my bare ass. She puts her lips next to my ear and asks “How many times has she pegged you?”I am stunned. Does she know we are mother and son? Does that matter? I want her to own me I want to serve her. I know I have to give her the correct answer. I tell her, “Many times.” I see a small smile The slaver walks to the front and touches my penis and smiles again.The slaver decides to buy the three other boys. She says she is not interested in me because I lack confidence. After everybody leaves, I sit down and cry.Mom comes in. “I know it is hard to be rejected by a slaver. You just have to try again.” “What do you do when a boy is rejected?””I give him a good flogging. It cheers him up.””Cool! Lets do it.” And she did.