Friday 7 PM

It started on a Friday evening. My son handed me a brand new butt plug and told me it was his gift for me for the up-coming Mother’s Day and he wanted me to wear it for him for an entire day or 24 hours straight. And after the end of 24 hours, he would consecrate my anal training by fucking me in the ass.

The butt plug was metallic, its surface cold, smoothly polished and reflective like mirrors. It was made of stainless steel and was a size bigger than what I was used to wear and the base of the butt plug said “Property of Jake”. Jake is my son’s name.

My heart was pounding when he handed it to me. I received it with both of my hands and as I stared at its fearsome and yet strangely erotic shape, knowing that this horrible thing was going to go into my butt, my cheeks instantly flushed to crimson. Especially so because of the custom-made engravings at the base: “Property of Jake”. It is true that I’ve basically been a free use slut for my son, but I still considered myself to be his mom, and it made me feel so shameful.

Bashfully, I asked my son why he would want to do this to mommy and he said this was what people suggested to him in the secret chat group.

There is this secret chat group where sons who have been fucking their mothers share their stories, pictures, videos and exchange ideas with one another. The chat group owner is based in Korea and most of the mothers and sons are Asian just like myself, even though my son is half-Asian. My son has even shown me videos of sons from that chat group where some have tied up their mothers and sexually humiliated them with beatings, whipping, and other devices of torture such as nipple clamps, labia stretchers, fucking machines, dildo gags, etc. There was even one post of some Chinese boy who sold his mom to a local pimp and made her work as a real prostitute. I was bewildered that this kind of thing existed in the world, and I was sickened by the depravity and atrocities these men have conjured, but then again, considering the relationship I have with my son, I shouldn’t be surprised, and despite of some of the more depraved things my son have done to me, I still consider my son to be a good person in general, because I love him and to me, my son can do no wrong.

My son said he has been posting my naked photos to this secret chat group and people have been giving him advice on how to train me further and stretching my asshole with a large butt plug and wearing it all day were a few of the many ideas they came up with.

My son instructed me that I was not allowed to eat anything on Friday evening and then fast for an entire day on Saturday because once the butt plug was in, I would not be allowed to take it out without his permission. “You have to keep MY butt plug inside you at all times, mom! Or else, you don’t really love me.”

I caressed my son’s head and I told him that I would do anything to make him happy. The fact that he emphasized that the butt plug was his property made it feel very special to me. I was going to have something inside me that belonged to my son, even though he had said that it was going to a gift for me. In the end, it didn’t matter. I wanted to belong to my son. I wanted to be his property.

I served my son dinner and watched him eat and then after he was satiated, he instructed me to lift up my dress. I love my son and I want to be the best mother for him and so I obeyed. I stood before my son and daintily lifted the hem of my sundress to my waist, revealing my lace thong panties, the exact pair of panties that my son had brought for me last year.

He yanked my panties down, all the way down to my ankles, and bent me forward at the waist. He studied my asshole with his fingers, prodding it, poking it, and then he slipped the butt plug in. It was half way in and I knew the thing was going to stretch me deeper and wider than what I was used to. I moaned softly and when I felt its widest girthI gritted my teeth. “You can do it mom! Be a good slut.” My son told me as he continued his assault.

After the butt plug was shoved in completely, my son slapped my ass and said, “I’m so proud of you, mom. You are the best mom in the world!”

I got so wet being complimented by my son like this and I felt so good about myself. Ever since my divorce I have been extremely depressed and my son has been able to satisfy me in ways that no other men have ever been able to.

As usual after dinner my son entertained by watching porn while I gave him a lap dance, all the while the butt plug was shoved deep inside my ass. It made me keenly aware of what I am, a perverted slut for my son, and without even consciously trying to control myself, my thigh muscles started clenching and my pussy was contracting as I thought about how depraved I must have looked.

After the lap dance I sucked my son’s cock and he came down my throat. Then I joined my son in the showers where I bathed my son by lathering soap on my breasts. After the shower we relaxed a bit by watching some romantic Asian soap opera and then we went to bed together. My son fucked me one last time before we fell asleep. He fucked my pussy first and then finished inside my mouth. As usual, in order not to make a mess, he ejaculated inside my mouth and I swallowed it all.

I’m proud to say eating my son’s cum has been a stable diet of my life now. There is not a single past where I do not consume my son’s semen. And by tasting his semen, I’ve been able to monitor my son’s health. I adjust his intake of fruits and vegetables based on the bitterness of his cum.

Throughout the night my sleep was haunted with fervid visions of my own depravity. I dreamed that I was naked, exposed in public streets. I dreamed strangers fingering my pussy, splaying my butt cheeks wide open so people can see the butt plug inside my ass. I dreamed of my son becoming my master, beating me, spanking me, and selling me into sexual slavery as that Chinese man did to his mom.

Saturday 7 AM

When morning finally came, I woke up more tired than before bed. My pussy was on fire and when I looked over at my son, whose eyes just opened now, I knew he knew. He could see in my eyes how desperate I was. I begged my son for his cock and I told my son that “the butt plug is making mommy horny all the time.”

My son was not gentle with me. He pushed my face away, said, “Your mouth rake of cum, mom.”

He flipped me on my back, pushed my face down into the mattress and teased my dripping pussy while tugging on the base of the butt plug. He asked me, “Do you know what it says?” while tapping on the butt plug.

He was referring to the “Property of Jake” engraving. I lifted my head a little and whispered, “Property …”

My son then slapped my ass cheeks really hard and asked me again, “Whose property is it, mom?”

I meekly replied, “Your property, Jake.”

“Say it louder. Whose property is it?” My son asked me again and slapped my ass even harder than before. I yelped, and I repeated, “Your Property … your property. … it’s the property of Jake … my son’s property.”

Satisfied with my response, he pushed my head into the bed again and slid his rock hard cock inside my pussy. His cock felt scolding against my pussy and he fucked me rough and deep. He alternated between pinching my nipples, slapping my ass, and wrapping his hands around my neck as he fucked me. I was a crying, moaning, begging mess until he came inside my pussy. We orgasmed simultaneously and the orgasm hit me so hard I collapsed into the bed, defeated, humiliated, and subjugated.

I know what I’ve been doing is morally reprehensible but I’m simply insatiable. I’m addicted to my son’s cock. It’s like his cock is just made to fit me perfectly and the most amazing thing is, my son and I almost always cum simultaneously. Even when he cums down my mouth, I could have mini-orgasms spasming inside my pussy as soon as he cums. It’s almost like telepathy, as if we were connected, conjoined, our roots entangled in another dimension.

After the morning fuck I got up, cleaned up, brushing my teeth, washing my face, taking a quick shower, put on some fresh makeup and lingerie and headed downstairs to prepare my son’s breakfast. The lingerie I wore was a lace, backless nightdress that my son brought for me from TikTok. Its fabric is sheer and soft, with the slightest touch it can be cast off, fully revealing my breasts and ass and it makes me feel so sexy when I wear it.

And today I felt especially vulnerable. The feeling of something foreign inside my ass never went away. I begged my son if I could use the bathroom and my son very firmly told me “No!” I was going to wear the butt plug all day.

As my son ate his breakfast, I did chores around the house, mopping, cleaning, taking out garbage, checking the mail box, going in and out of the house wearing nothing else other than then sheer night dress that my son brought me.

The entire time I was on edge. Every step I took made me wet and horny. Sitting. Standing. Trying to act normal all the while knowing that my son had ordered me to do something extremely humiliating, and all this was done just to entertain him.

Saturday 12 PM

Approaching noon time, my son told me that he could take me shopping. My legs were shaking and my head was dizzy. Being plugged wasn’t bothering me as much as not having eaten anything other than my son’s for more than 12 hours. I felt very weak and submissive and I told my son that “mommy is very hungry” and I begged my son to let me eat something before we go shopping. My son agreed and he told me to get on my knees and unzipped his pants. My son decided to give me another load of his cum as my nutrients.

I dutifully obeyed him, falling to my knees like a courtesan to a king, and I kissed my son’s fully erect cock with my mouth, kissing it slowly from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip of his phallus.

As I was doing this my son took out his iPhone, and said, “Smile for the camera, mom!”

I looked up at him. I saw the grin on his radiant face, so full of connivance and cunning and it made my heart melt. The little circle on the back of his iPhone blinked with a flash and I knew my depraved acts had been memorialized for the all ages to come. I would forever be remembered as the depraved slut who let her own son subjugate her, enslave her, the depraved Asian whore who stooped to being the toy, the sex slave, the fuck doll of her own half-white-half-Asian son, and the thought of this made me horny.

I looked at the camera, fully knowing lewd photos of me were being taken, my eyes half closed, overcame with desire, I stuck out my tongue and licked his cock, and then I smiled.

“You are the best mom in the world,” my son told me. And those words were like branding irons forever seared into my brain. Though the world may not approve of me, to my son at least, I am the best mom, and that is enough for me.

As soon as he was about to cum, I fully closed my lips around his shaft and felt loads of his cum shooting into the back of my throat. It felt like I was holding a water gun inside my mouth as his cum spurted in pulsed flows and they flowed directly down into my throat.

Saturday 2 PM

After my mini-lunch of drinking my son’s protein shake, I felt more energized and I went up to my room to get dressed. I took off my night dress and put on a mini skirt with a tank top, and I wore a pair of plum-colored point-toe stiletto sandals. They had those cute little straps around my ankles and I always feel so sexy wearing them. In fact, just wearing them made me want to get fucked.

My son drove me to a mall on the edge of the city and when we stepped out of the car, my son told me, “Today, I want you to wiggle your ass like a slut, mom.”

Then he reached to the hem of my miniskirt, hitched it up until the very edge of my pussy was visible, and then he adjusted my tank top by tugging it lower so more of my breasts were showing. With my stiletto heels, I knew I looked like a whore and I told my son, “Maybe this is too much.”

But My son said, “If you don’t do it, then you don’t really love me.”

I bit my lips and accepted my fate. I love my son too much to deny him anything and so I decided to do as I was told. I know there was the potential that I may get into trouble for being dressed so skimpily but as long as my son was happy, then I was happy.

I have to be honest at that time I felt a lot of discomfort inside my rectum, but I endured because I knew if I quit in the middle of it, my son would be unhappy. As we entered the mall, however, I was unable to bear it anymore I squatted down on the floor and I told my son that the butt plug was making me really uncomfortable and I begged my son if I could just take it out for a few minutes and re-apply some lube. I knew when I squatted down my pussy and ass were all on full display for anyone who passed by. I wore a kyto g string under my mini skirt. It has a string of pearls where the fabric in the back should be and everyone can clearly see my butt plug if they cared to.

I knew my son loved me and would never hurt me and after I said this, my son relented and told me that I could do this, but he wanted to go into a changing room with him. As soon as we entered into a clothing store and got into a changing room, my son ordered me to strip completely naked.

I did as I was told and then he told me that now I had his permission to take the butt plug out of my ass. I reached behind my ass and I tried to take it out but I wasn’t able to so my son got behind me and he pulled it out a loud pop sound. I almost screamed before I checked myself and covered my mouth.

Then my son ordered me to put the butt plug inside my mouth while he took out the KY jelly from my purse and applied it into my asshole. Once this was done, my son took the butt plug out of my mouth and then put it back into my asshole.

As he was doing this, he said, “your asshole looks so delicious mom. Its hole is round and nicely gaped. I can’t wait to put my cock inside your asshole tonight.”

I was stripped completely naked inside the changing room and my son told me to stay inside while he went outside, and because it was a pretty charge changing room with very sparse people, he left the door to the changing room wide open and told me to pose for the camera for him. It was Kohl’s for those who are wondering and for some reason Kohl’s has always been very sparsely populated with customers.

So my son used this opportunity to take nude photos of me and asked me to pose in various erotic poses. Spreading my butt cheeks with my ass facing the camera. Sitting on the bench with my legs eagle-spread.

It was both thrilling and scary because we were always afraid that someone might accidentally walk in and catch us. After my son had taken enough photos of me, I put my clothes back on and we walked out of Kohl’s and went on to our next adventure.

I suppose we might have appeared to be just any other normal couple, and perhaps I was a bit more mature-looking and given the way I was dressed, a bit slutty. But no one would have suspected that the young man next to me was my son. As an Asian woman, I’m proud of the fact that I can easily pass off as a 20-something woman.

After Kohl’s, we stopped by the Arcade area, Dick’s, the billard ball section, and Macy’s. I have always enjoyed shopping but being with my son and knowing that I’ve my ass plugged made me feel so naughty to another level and honestly I don’t know I have ever been this happy since my marriage.

Saturday 6:30 PM

As soon as we got back from our little afternoon adventure my son started updating the guys on the secret chat group about his experimentation on me and I knew he was uploading all the photos he took of me that day. I was in agony and wished the day would be able to end sooner.

As the clock ticked to 7 PM, my son said that my anal training was complete and now was the time to consummate me by fucking me in the ass. He finally pulled the butt plug out slowly … as soon as it happened I felt orgasm building inside me and I came hard once the widest part of the butt plug came out of me. My asshole felt like an air tunnel, or maybe like an empty air terminal. After 24 hour of being plugged, I couldn’t believe the sensation of emptiness inside my ass. It felt eerie, strange, and yet also highly arousing. My son took pictures of my gaping asshole and he said “one day, I might be able to fit my fist up your ass”

After the butt plug was removed, I thought my son was finally going to fuck my ass, but instead my son ordered me to follow him on my hands and knees and went out into the backyard. I was a bit apprehensive to be naked outside but by then the sun had already set and it was quite dark, and so I crawled out into my backyard. Then my son turned toward me and asked, “Do you need to go to the toilet, mommy?’

Feeling my own bowel movement, I nodded and said “yes, I do.”

“Okay mom, just do it in the backyard then. But stay on your hands and knees.”

I was horrified but I knew I had to obey my son. I crawled further out onto the lawn, around the center of the lawn, then I separated my legs as far as possible and a steady stream of piss flowed out of my pussy into the grass, and a few moments later, as I was squatting on the lawn like a bitch begging for a bone, a large turd of poop dropped out of my rectum. I felt extremely humiliated. I almost wanted to cry from the humiliation. My son was watching me from the back porch and I saw a bright flickering light and I knew my son was filming me with his iPhone again. “Good slut. Good slut, mom. Come over here so I can clean you off before you come back in the house,” he said and waved at me to go back to him, like he would to a pet.

When I approached him, I saw my son was now holding a nozzle attached to the garden hose and he ordered me to turn my ass toward him and then he shot a steady stream of cold water toward my butt and then into my ass. The cold water shot all the way into my rectum and then he aimed the stream at my pussy. “Might as well clean out your cunt as well.” He said.

After cleaning my pussy, he went back to my asshole and directly inserted the nozzle into my enlarged anal cavity and I felt myself being completely filled with water until it started to leak out of me.