I was also awake in the meantime and was now sitting next to Jennifer on the floor. She knelt bent over next to me and had a cucumber in both hands, while she let the cucumber slide into her mouth again and again. Brandon had said that I would feel her giving the cucumber a blowjob, and I really did. Every time the cucumber entered her mouth, I felt like my cock was going to enter her. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to move. I didn't know what Brandon had done to her while he was alone with her, but it couldn't be good. It almost seemed like she disliked giving blowjobs even more, even if it was a cucumber. I could also imagine that he had convinced her that the cucumber was his cock. 

Brandon was in the bedroom, at Marcus and I wondered what he was doing there. But I would find out very soon. I moaned out as Jennifer took the cucumber extra deep into her mouth this time. I was about to go nuts because it was making me hornier and hornier, first the sight and second the feeling Brandon was getting me. It was not nearly enough to bring me to orgasm, though. It was a satisfying feeling somehow, but it was also a kind of torture, a very per fervid kind of torture. Brandon had given me a way to remedy it, however, all I had to do was snap. He hadn't said what would happen, of course, I just knew it would make Jennifer hornier and with it the urge to blow. I didn't want her to suffer any more because of me, at least not like this. I had imagined it all differently. Likewise, I had somehow managed not to snap so far, but I was losing the fight. Furthermore, I made one last effort to avoid it, yet I raised my hand to snap, but before I did, I knelt right in front of Jennifer. When I finally snapped, I came and shot a thick load of cum into Jennifer's face. It was an incredibly cathartic feeling when I finally came. Jennifer shoved the cucumber all the way down her throat after my cum hit her face, so took the cucumber so deep down her throat that she had to gag. This made me so horny that I had to snap again, I came another time, my testicle contracted almost painfully, and I cum a wide load on her face. The whole thing repeated a few times until almost her whole face was covered. 

Then Brandon finally came out of the room again. 

"Hey, bitch, you can stop." He said, and Jennifer immediately put the cucumber down with relief. Brandon walked past her and gave her a good smack on the ass. 

"Oh, couldn't hold back. But it suits you." He said as he sat down on the couch in front of us. 

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Brandon nodded to his mother, allowed her to satisfy herself, and then went to sleep. He had set his alarm for 8:00. 

Jennifer and Dustin had told him that Marcus usually got home at 6 and then would sleep until at least 3pm. Brandon wanted to show up at their house early in the morning, if Brandon understood correctly, being around the person long enough for him to influence them was enough, so he wanted to spend the morning with Jennifer and let the app build its effect on him. So he could kill two birds with one stone. He had even considered inviting his buddies over for the evening, but he would decide that later. Brandon was surprised at himself, since he was actually a long sleeper. He got ready, grabbed his key and headed to his neighbors. 

He entered the still dark apartment. Brandon had told Jennifer to come into the living room naked at half past eight. He looked at the clock, she should be in the living room in 5 minutes. So he went to the couch and sat down. He wondered how Dustin and Jennifer's evening had gone after he left, after all, he had put some pitfalls in their minds. Just thinking about it made him horny again. He waited and then km her naked out of her bedroom with a pair of her panties in her mouth. 

She came up to him without saying a word and knelt down in front of him, looking at him furiously before grabbing her nipples, pinching them together and pulling on them. 

"Oh, did you think something bad about me? Well, how was the evening? And don't get loud, we don't want to wake anyone up" said Brandon 

"Yes I did. It was a nightmare. Luckily, Marcus was so tired, he fell asleep right away. "she answered his question.    

Brandon reached between her legs, and a shiver of excitement ran through her.  

"Ah, you're so really wet. Did you like it then, not being able to use your hands and going on all fours?" 

"What do you think, little ... Aaah ... actually," she replied angrily, tugging on her nipples again. Brandon's grin widened.  

"It's funny, now I always know when you're insulting me and the best part is, you can't help it when you see me. Well, did you have to suck again yesterday?" Brandon wanted to know. 

"Twice." She answered curtly. 

Brandon opened his pants, and she immediately got the urge to suck his cock, also her horniness continued to rise, which she thought was impossible. He had just bared his cock, and she was about to pounce on it.   

"Hey stop! You should ask to suck my cock!" 

Jennifer stopped in the middle of her movement, looking at him angrily. She pulled on her nipples again and moaned in pain, she had already maltreated nipples several times the day before, and they were extremely sensitive by now. She couldn't believe that now she should ask him for permission as well. Jennifer fought the urge, but it only gets stronger and stronger. She tries to get Brandon's cock in her mouth, but can never quite reach it. Her body refuses to obey her.  

"May ... I ... please ... suck your cock ... suck it?" she finally asked when she can't take the internal pressure anymore. 

"Yes, but nice and deep, you may even finger yourself while you do it," Brandon allowed her. Jennifer tried again to get his cock in her mouth and it worked. As soon as her lips touched his cock, her hands moved to her cunt and started working her clit. The other hand she put around his testicle and started to tickle it. Brandon, who had been horny all morning anyway, didn't take long to cum one more time, filling her mouth with his cum. 

"Don't swallow!" he commanded her just before he cum. 

Jennifer held his cum in her mouth as she continued to satisfy herself. She was so close to cumming, but no matter what she did, she just couldn't manage to orgasm. She gave up in frustration and looked at him angrily.  

 

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It took only a few minutes before she knocked on the door again. Brandon already assumed that she would come in again in a moment. But nothing happened. Only when he allowed her to come in, the door opened. She came in looking very aroused and frustrated. 

"Brandon, can I do myself?" She asked again. 

"No, leave me alone." He replied, struggling not to grin widely. 

"Please. Brandon. Come on, I'll clean your room too!" His room was a mess and he regularly got a telling off from her for it, followed by grounding and special assignments. That she would ever offer to clean his room he had not expected, but since he was sure he could ask for more, but this time she should offer, she should offer herself to him. 

"It's not what I had in mind, but it's not bad for a start." Replied Brandon, sitting up so she wouldn't see his stiff cock right away. 

"So you want me to clean your room?" She asked uncertainly, her voice quivering with horniness. 

"Yes, but you're still not allowed to masturbate." He replied cheekily. 

"Can I do something else for you, do you want something special to eat, or more pocket money...." 

"No, I can't do anything with that and you can still clean up tomorrow, I want my rest now," he replied, pretending to be annoyed. 

"Please Brandon, I can't take this anymore, what do you want so I can?" She asked him almost querulously. 

"Mom, either you make me a decent offer or my answer remains no." Replied Brandon harshly. 

"So ... So ..." she shook her head," so you get to touch me while I clean here." 

Brandon snorted condescendingly," what am I supposed to touch. Your ass is flat, your breasts barely there," the words hit her, he could see that, but he was already horny and getting hornier, he was already expecting the next temper tantrum, but it didn't happen. 

"And ... And if ... If I ... I give you ... A ... Blowjob?" She asked him, literally struggling to say the words. 

Brandon pretended to think about it. 

"I hope you're good," he finally replied, pulling away the blanket covering his stiff cock. His mother swallowed hard and slowly approached him, sitting down on his bed. Brandon lay back comfortably on his bed and waited for his mother to finally start sucking his cock. Her tongue slid deftly around his cock and he moaned out after a short time. 

"Damn you ... Are good ..." he commented on her efforts, she shuddered to herself, she sucked and sucked his cock until he finally squirted in her mouth. She looked at him and swallowed it with relish. 

"Was that good enough?" She asked him expectantly. 

 

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"No, you are not allowed to. But if you suck my dick, I might ...." Replied Brandon, but his mother immediately interrupted him.
"Brandon Miller!" She began, and he knew she was about to explode now," I'm your mother! You can't ask me to do something like that! I didn't raise a perverted young man! What is wrong with you!" She shouted angrily at him.
Brandon was completely stunned, she asked him for permission to masturbate as if it was the most normal thing in the world, but when he asked her for a blowjob she got furious. He lay in bed and for a moment didn't even know what to answer.

"So you won't allow me?!" She repeated her question angrily.

The question brought him back and took away his rigidity. He was the one who had the right to be in charge. He could make the rules.

"No, you can't!" He replied just as angrily.

She turned angrily and had her hand on the door handle, pulling it shut. Brandon wanted to make it even harder for her than it already was.

"Hey mom, your horniness is nearly unbearable for you. You'll fight it, but you won't be able to stand it, and you'll do anything to make me allow you to masturbate and your resistance to offering it to me will be just as great and now forget I said that, and you were in my room" Brandon had finished the sentence when she angrily pulled the door shut like a defiant child slamming it.

Brandon stayed put, waiting for her to come back meekly. He was already going to show her who was boss.


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I don't know what else Brandon had said, no matter how hard I tried to remember it, it just wouldn't come to me. Jennifer didn't seem to be able to remember either.
"What the hell just happened here? What did that little pissant do to us." she cursed softly as she insulted Brandon, grabbing her nipples and pulling hard.
"I..." I wanted to answer, but I didn't know anymore, all I knew was that Brandon had us in the palm of his hand and that we were doing what he wanted. The only thing I knew was that he could control us.
"Goddamn it, why did I do that? What did that dirty ... Aaah ... did." again, she pulled violently on her nipples as she insulted him.
"I don't think you should insult him, he must have ... Ordered you to do that if you insult him." I informed her of my assumption. After all, I would have handled it similarly.
Jennifer grunted in annoyance, "I want to wipe my face, but I can't ..." she said after her grunt.
She kept moving her hands to her face, but she can't touch her face. It looks like there is an invisible wall in front of her face. Seeing like this, I'm already getting horny again and would love to jump her.
"What are we going to do now? I don't know what he said, the last thing I remember is that he left and that we would forget anything else he would say. Can you remember anything?" Jennifer asked me, and I had to shake my head. Then I suddenly got a craving, a desire to suck the cum off her face.
"Jennifer? I ... I ... want to ... no, I must ... lick the sperm ... I ... I can't do anything about it ..." I tell her, giving her a heads-up as my body slowly starts to move. Jennifer responds with a sort of relieved look on her face and nodded. As the two of us knelt across from each other, I bent down and started licking the cum that was on her face, but something stopped me from swallowing it. My tongue slid over her face and let the sperm flow into my oral cavity. When I had completely cleaned her face, she pushed me over and gave me a passionate French kiss and scooped all the cum out of my mouth with her tongue. Once she had it all in her mouth, she released the kiss and slowly swallowed it down. I could see a shiver of disgust run through her body.
"This.... Asshole ... Aaah ..." she cursed him and pulled her nipples again, rolling her eyes.
"There must be something we can do about it, we can't keep doing what this.... boy wants."
I was sure she was going to insult him again but changed her mind.
"We'll have to see if an opportunity presents itself and then take it" I replied.
"I guess you're right, if only I knew what else he's done to us." she agrees with me, then she seems to try to stand up, but she only manages to straighten up, but not lift her legs to stand on her feet.
"That asshole ... ahhh, damn it. Not only can I not insult him without hurting myself, I can't stand up. Can you stand up?" she asks me. I try to stand up and succeed with no problem. She shakes her head in frustration. She puts her hands back on the floor and moved slowly and smoothly like a cat into the kitchen.
"Son of a bitch I can't use my hands, can you give me something to drink?" cursed Jennifer from the kitchen, I followed her and handed her a can. I saw her trying to reach for it to open it, but couldn't. She cursed and insulted Brandon again, and yet this time she slapped her chest with the flat of her hand before pulling on her nipples. She cried out in anger and frustration.
"I think you need to, open those up for me and pour it into a bowl for me." she stated.
I did as she asked and became horny as I watched her drink from the bowl like a cat. I did not even notice, but you heard me snapping. This guy had made sure that I snapped when I was horny. I hoped he would at least let me come, or this would be an endless loop. I snapped and Jennifer looked over at me in surprise. In her eyes I could see the fear she had of what would follow.

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Brandon went home satisfied and happy. He had never been this happy in his life. The neighbors did what he told them to do. He had fucked Jennifer in all her holes and damned Dustin to just watch. Brandon would probably visit them both more often, at least he would meet Jennifer more often. Actually, he could call her over anytime, he would have made sure of that. He had also made sure that Jennifer kept thinking about him fucking her. He had also made sure that she stayed horny. She had also forgotten that she couldn't come. He was anxious to see how often and how long she would masturbate until the next time he met her. He even toyed with the idea of sharing her with his buddies. 

Brandon had arrived home. He opened the door and was shocked. Standing in the hallway was his mother in a semi-sheer négligée. She wore black nylon, stockings and a pair of high heels with it. She even had makeup on. Brandon could hardly believe his eyes. 

"Wow ... Mom ..." he stammered in positive surprise. 

"You're finally back, let's come sit in front of the TV." She suggested, and Brandon could literally feel her horniness. 

"Um, nah, I'm tired. But why are you dressed like that?" He asked her. 

"Oh, you know, I'm comfortable in it. Do you like it?" Asked him his mother.  

He liked it, he had to admit. There was something very seductive about seeing her like this. He was satisfied for now, though, and he wondered how his mother would act if she couldn't satisfy herself. He had been able to torture Jennifer quite a bit with this. Brandon walked past his mother into his room and closed the door behind him. He changed clothes, actually just undressed and then put on a fresh shirt and new shorts. As he lay down in bed, he felt exhausted, his dick, on the other hand, was slowly starting to grow again. As he thought again about the afternoon, how he had brought Jennifer to orgasm with one snapping, how he had fucked her and cum in her wet tight cunt and then later in her ass and on her face. He let his hand wander to his cock and started massaging his cock. He was just thinking about not jerking off when there was a knock at the door and his mother came in. She hadn't even waited for him to answer.   

"Why are you knocking when you're going to come in any way." He cursed angrily. 

"I ... I ... "she stammered, obviously not knowing what to say. His mother looked around the room, which was in chaos, as it really always was. 

"I'm still your mom, and you really need to clean up your room and since you're not doing it on your own, I have to stay with it, so clean up NOW!" she found an excuse to stay in your room. 

Brandon was completely irritated until it occurred to him that he had only made sure she was horny and could only masturbate when he was there. Otherwise, she was herself. 

"Mom, I don't want to know, leave me alone! I can still do this tomorrow" he decided to enter the game. 

"No, you do it right now! Otherwise, you might experience some trouble!" she said sternly. He knew that look. 

'Not this time' he thought to himself. 

"Mom, why did you really come into my room and be honest!" said Brandon. 

"Because I'm desperate to satisfy myself, and I feel that I need to be with you, so I can."  

So she didn't know it why, that was good.  

"It's normal for you to only masturbate when I'm with you, but you have to ask my permission, you can't do it without my permission no matter how hard you try. You're going to go out again and come back in. You will forget everything that's happened since you first came in. His mother walked out. There was another knock, and she came in again without waiting for an answer.  

"Brandon? May I satisfy myself?" she asked him. 

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