Mom's The Perfect Sub (Closes for my self and Soul's Whisper)

[nightray]

We sit in the office of Tanner the family layer it’s only been three weeks sins we laid my father to rest my mother and I... We’ve just now felt up to finding out what my father left in his will not even mother knows for sheer he liked to keep things secret he always liked surprising people. I sit uncomftabley in the over stuffed leather chair my eyes on the man in the tweed suit shuffling threw papers.

I reach over and take my mothers hand in mine holding it tight as we wait for the man to talk. He and my father wear close friends and he tended to enjoy holding people in suspense he and my father made a grate team. I look down blinking to hold back the tears as the memories still fresh and very painful well up in side.

It was unexpected and thankfully quick, my father had been diagnosed with cancer an especially insideus kind. They tried to stop it but it was to quick the diagnoses to late. He died with in two months of finding out. My mother was especially devastated as they were in a Master sub relationship; she simply doesn’t know what to do now with out him to guide her. I’m doing my best to help her but I can never take my fathers place in that role. Even though I had dreamed of doing so more then once sins they first explained why mom wore the caller around the house and why dad lead her around in it, I was only fourteen or so at the time and the idea of having that kind of control over some one exited me allot.

My eighteenth birthday was just a mouth ago and my mother still looks like she is in her mid twenties though she is rely in her med thirties. She had me at a very young age her and my father staid together even though there parents didn’t approve. They loved echother deeply and where inseparable. They did everything together the only time they where apart was when they where at work. Thou they didn’t need to work as both there family’s came from a very wealthy back ground they did it more as a hobby then as a sores of money. It was quit cumin for them to take long cruses with or with out me depending if school was in or not.

I look up as Tanner clears his throat looking at use sympathy in his eyes plainly sharing are loss. He looks down at the paper in front of him and looks back up at us smiling a secretive smile. “Well its simple really he left every thing to you Ray. Every thing.” He emphasizes that looking at my mother meaning in his eyes.

I look at him stund blinking as I try to proses what he is saying. He stands up and walks over to my mother taping her neck the silent signal that she should put her caller on. She looks at him confused but obeying with out thinking. She reaches in to her bag and pulls out the black leather caller the leash attached to it. She slowly put is on and looks up at him questioning hem silently for his next command. He takes the leash and puts it in to my hand closing my fingers around it.

“I will transfer all the accounts in to you name this after noon son.” He says in a soft meaningful voice. He looks at my mother then at me his meaning clear and to the point. He lets my hand go leaving the leash in it. He looks in to my mothers' eyes agene. “It was his last wish he told me him self before he… well…” He turns then he’s voice growing think with emotion.

I look dazedly from Mothers eyes to Tanners trend back. I slowly look down at the leash in my hand. Could this mean what I think it does has one of my dreams com true? I look up in to mothers eyes not knowing what to say or do not knowing if I was ready for this responsibility.

I start as Tanner clears his throat agene. “That is every thing I’ll take care of the rest, you to have a lot to talk about I think.” He looks at me winking though I can still see the pain in his eyes.

I nod dumbly I slowly stand. I see mom stand too her eyes down cast looking at my feet. I swallow. “Umm I think it would be best if you take the caller off tell we get home and can talk mom.” I say softly my voice barley more then a whisper as the conflicting emotions that I don’t know what to do with.

I watch with fasanion as mom obediently takes the caller off putting it back in her beg. I blink as she just stands there looking at me as if asking, what do you wish of me? I blink then I take her hand gently in mine. I didn’t know if I could get used to this change in her she was always self ushered when it came to dealing with me now she seemed defenseless. I felt like putting my arms around her protectively to shelter her from all that is bad in the world.

I lead the way out of the office and down the elevator to the lobby with out a word her hand holding mine seeking comfort that I could only hope to provide for her. Tanner was right we do need to talk and talk. There's much that I don’t know about the life stile that I’m finding myself thrust in to and on top of it it’s with my mother.

 

[soul's whisper]

What would i do without Him? How could i possibly survive this new way to live? These thoughts dwelt in my mind, mixed with the overwhelming grief that did not seem to be lessening. Three long, torturous weeks since His passing, and the only relief that i felt was to look at my son. Ray looked so much like His father, and though still a young man, he possessed many of His fathers personality traits as well. Being close to Ray was the only thing keeping me from becoming completely numb. Yet as we sat here together in Tanner's office, i was desperately wishing for numbness. The pain of my loss was becoming fresh again. I was to hear the last wishes of my husband. His last communication to me, and i miss hearing Him give me instructions, so badly. Knowing this was the last one i would get, was almost too much to bear.

As i sat in the chair, watching Tanner through unfocused eyes, i felt Ray take my hand in his. Shutting my eyes briefly, i felt myself exhale as if i had been holding my breath for hours. I was so happy that Ray had not left home yet, for indeed, i needed him terribly. I could not let him see this need, for I didnt want him to feel the burdon of responsibility over me. He had enough to deal with in his own life without worrying over me. Keeping a strong manner about me, pretending to be managing fine was the only way i knew to convince Ray not to be concerned.

Tanner was taking forever with this, reminding me of my dear Master and his similar ways. I smiled slightly, remembering Master making me wait for an unexpected gift that He had arranged for me. Patience not being one of my stronger traits, i had to wait even longer than i would have had i not been so pushy. Then finally, after what seemed like an etternity, Master presented me with a riding crop. I laughed out load, asking Him, "Am i to use this on You, Master?", grinning wickedly at the thought. In His beautiful deep voice, He laughed and taking my hand leading me outside said, "No, little one. You shall never use a crop on Me; however, you might need to on him." At that He motioned to the pasture at the most beautiful, dark brown Caspian horse i had ever seen. His colors went from a rich dark brown to a dark-as-night black, and he was mine! Smiling as my eyes welled with tears, i knelt down at Master's feet and kissed His hand. He always knew exactly what i wanted and needed, and He indulged me far too much. I loved Him more than words could describe, and soon the smile i was wearing faded and tearfilled eyes replaced it.

Tanner cleared his throat and brought me back to the current events at hand. Again i stared numbly at him awaiting Master's last wishes, forgetting all else. As he read the words, my thoughts began to spin wildly. Master's last wish was to leave everything to Ray, and Tanner emphasized "everything", looking at me directly with a commanding look. I felt the confusion and unsuredness as it quickly overtook me, but with one tap upon my neck by Tanner, i knew immediately that there was no confusion at all. I knew exactly what Master had done now. He had made sure that i was taken care of by the only one He trusted to do it properly -- His own son, Ray. Reaching down into my bag, i pulled out my collar and placed it around my neck, as instructed. The feeling of that collar was so comforting, transforming me immediately into my comfort zone. The place where i didnt have to worry about taking care of everything; that lovely place where all the burdon of responsibility for decisions was laid in someone elses hands.... but as i watched the leash being placed in my son's hands, i felt pain. How could my baby possibly hand this responsibility? i could not do this to him; i could not give this huge task to my son. But then i remembered... i had not given it to him at all. It had been assigned by my Master, therefore i need not worry. Master was a wise man, and very accurate with His assessments of others. Standing before my son, my leash resting in his hands... my job became clear. Now to address the limits and boundaries of this new relationship. Per Ray's instructions, i remove the collar and place it back into my bag, wrapping the leash carefully and tucking them into their spot.

The ride home was quiet, but the questions were spinning within our heads loudly. How far would this Master/sub relationship be taken? To what extent would He command me. Fear swept over me like a cold sheet, as i recalled Him seeing His father and i engaged in a scene about a year ago. He had entered our room without knocking, and His father and i had not heard Him. i had been bent over the foot of the bed, my wrists bound and strapped to the headboard, and my ankles bound and strapped spread apart to the legs of our bed. i was not nude, but my sex and bottom were completely exposed and facing the door. As His father continued to spank me, in every available spot, i turned to look over my shoulder at Him in desperation. i was gagged as usual, to prevent my screams from being heard throughout the household, but this time i needed to scream. To my amazement, Ray was standing in the open doorway watching. His eyes were completely focused on me with an intensity i had never witnessed before. His hand was buried inside his jeans, as i tried to indicate to His father that we were not alone. My screams and jerks only seemed to excite them both more. After giving me a few more very hard smacks, His father moaned and drove his thumb into my ass without warning. Screaming through my gag, i watched as Ray released his swollen cock from his pants and took firm hold again. His father looked up at my eyes, widened with worry, and then looked toward the doorway. Upon seeing Ray standing there, rapidly working His bulging member, His father removed his thumb and slowly ran the head of his cock across my swollen wet lips. With both of us now looking at Ray, His father placed the crown to my pucker, and drove it in very hard and very deep, sending pain and intense pleasure shooting through me. They were both groaning as his pace increased with a fury. Ray could not hold back any longer and released upon the floor, as His body spasmed repeatedly and with great force. Seeing this sent waves of spasms through my own body and i closed my eyes and buried my head into the bed. When i looked up after they had passed, Ray was gone. The next morning, over coffee and breakfast, knowing glances were exchanged, but not a word was ever spoken of it.

Lost in this thought, i was brought back to the present by the sound of Ray's voice. He had been thinking long and hard during this lengthy drive home, and the tone of His voice was noticably more commanding and self-assured. "Mom? We have alot to talk about when we get home, but rest assured.. I WILL take care of you, and you WILL obey Me." With this, He reached over and tapped the side of my neck. Reaching into my bag, i pulled out the collar, fastened it securely around my neck. Looking into His eyes, i ran my hand the length of the leash and handed Him the end. "Yes, Master."

 

[nightray]

Ray

I watch mom out of the corner of my eye as I hold the leash in one hand my other hand on the wheal of the car. I’m not sheer what to say or do for that mater. I new that mom needs some one to take control of her life, but I don’t know how far father wanted me to go with this or how far I want to go. Images of the time I cot mom and dad wer drifting threw my mind as I wonder if mom would expect that of me. I feel my self growing hard at the thought of tying her down and spanking her.

My hand moves over to hers’ taking it and squeezing it comfortingly the leash still in my hand. I pull in to the long driveway of are contree home all the land around use is mine now, my father licked the seclusion of the place and it was perfect for hoares and animals which mother loved so. I pull up in front of the gerog shutting the car off. I look over at mom my eyes searching hers. Then…

“I love you mother.” I say softly. The look in my eyes confirming the words.

I let the leash go as I get out of the car stretching taking in a deep breath smelling the pleasant fresh air of the country. I smile as Bruno my pet mastiff bounds up from around the house stopping in front of me sitting his tail waging back and forth his tong lolling out. I pat his head then kneel in front of him hugging him close to me baring my face in his shoulder as tears start to fall from my eyes as memories of father giving him to me and teaching me how to train him properly.

Striating wiping my eyes not wanting mom to see the tears knowing that I need to be strong for her. I look over at her as she walks around the car to me. I smile as best I can and take the leash that she offers me obediently. I pull her to me then holding her tight needing her comfort and needing to comfort her inretern. My hands move threw her waist length hair feeling its silky tektcher I always loved her hair I would braid it for her and then unbraid it and then braid it agene just enjoying the feel of it between my fingers.

I finely let her go taking a deep calming breath I turn and lead the way in to are large two story house. Taking my shoes off at the entrants. I look over my shoulder seeing that mom is fallowing me a few steps behind like she used to do with father most of the time except when they were in the city where not every one would understand there relationship. I smile warmly at her and lead the way in to the living room. I take a seat on the couch and lean back looking at mom as she stands before me obviously not sheer what to do not knowing what I would ask of her. My eyes study her body closer then I had ever don before. I smile noting that she was still gorges didn’t look her age at all though that would not mater to me.

I can see that her breasts are still full and firm even hidden as they are in her blouse her legs are long and shapely firm from her constant exorcize out and riding the houses. Her hair is a light brown silky and flues as it hangs freely down her back stopping just short of her firm ass. I feel my self growing hard agene just from looking at her I never really looked at her like this not until I cot father spanking her then I had started to think of mom as something other then a mother. I never showed it thou not wanting to cast ruble between my self and father. Thou it seems that he mush have seen it in me why ells would he have mom giver her self to me in this way?

I pat the couch next to me indicating that I want her to sit. I tern to her looking her in the eyes my eyes searching for something but I don’t know what I’m looking for. “Mom I don’t know what all is expected of me father never went in to detail about your relationship and how it worked.” I poss searching for the words. “I guess it’s just as much my fault for not asking even though I was cereus I didn’t know how he would react to the questions.” I tilt my head slightly as I watch her face. “I grew up with it and never thought it odd it hasn’t been tell recently that I realized that not all parents have the relationship you and father did…” I take a deep breath. Trying to find the wards that would explain what I feel.

My hand moves up to her face gently stroking it feeling tingles move threw my hand and up my arm from the feel of her smooth worm skin. “I love you and I would protect and guide you to the best of my ability I will never replays father but, I hope to prove my self a worthy master compared to him.” I take a deep slightly trembling breath. “I want to go to school still thou I don’t need to sins father left use quit abit of money enough to last several life times I imagine. But I want to better my self...” I look deep into mom’s eyes now my face series. “I want you to come with me. I want you to come to college with me to better your self as well. That’s one thing I disabled with father. I think you should broaden your mind not just live her and take car of me and the animal.” I smile faintly. “We will start at a lockil college instead of going out of state like what I planed. Until we grow used to are new relationship and know what is expected of one another.”

My hand cups mom’s face gently stroking it barley touching her. I hesitantently lean in and gently kiss her on the mouth a butterflies touch, I let it last a bit longer then what would be considered proper for a son and mother.

“Now tell me what you think I should know now about what I’m stepping in to, and don’t be afraid of scaring me off.” I smile warmly at her.