Mummy's Little Plaything

by:	Karin Roberts

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Synopsis:	Every boy loves his Mummy and will do anything to please her. But when you are a naive and sheletered young boy with no friends then sometimes you might go a little too far. But no matter how cruel your Mummy is she is still your Mummy and you will love her forever.
Categories:	Crossdressing / TV  Femdom, Authoritarian  Physically Forced or Blackmailed
Keywords:	Bondage

Mummy's Little Plaything

I'm Paul this is my story ;

Like every little boy I loved my Mum, she was the centre of my world and given that I didn't have a Dad like most of the other kids at school she was even more important. I'm not sure when dad left us but I was very young and can just barely remember a father's presence in the house. Like all boy's I lived for pleasing Mummy, seeking out praise and love and attention at every opportunity. The trouble was I never seemed to get any.

Older now I can see that she blamed me in many ways for Dad leaving, she told me this when I was older, that when I was born she put on weight and got fat and Daddy, as she put it had been tempted by that slut of a neighbour next door. I tried to reassure her that she was not fat well not in the true sense of the word, not like Mrs Cairns our Year 6 teacher or Alison Anderson's Mum who was really fat and the subject of jokes from all the school kids. But try as I might I could not change her mind and a frequent clip around the ear followed any talk over her weight.

Life went on and I continued to seek love and affection from her, some brief glimpses were seen only to then be masked by periods of coldness and I suppose to any outside observer what would have been seen as periods of cruelty. Nothing changed for me though my Mum was still my Mum and the best Mum in the world.

I can see now though that what she was doing was having an affect on me, away from home I was even more withdrawn and found it difficult to make friends. I was very much a loner left out by the boy's and shunned by the girls as a weirdo. My school work suffered and by the time I was leaving Primary School and heading to Secondary I was confined to the lower ranks of children. You know the one's, disruptive, written off, starved of opportunity and assigned the crap teacher's who could not care less and just wanted to get through the day without a fight breaking out in class. Needless to say then the prospect's for improving my education and knowledge were at best minimal if not impossible.

At best I can say I survived Secondary school, unlike many in my classes I avoided the teenage pregnancies, the drinking, drug's and getting into trouble with the law. But I ended my time there just as I arrived very much alone, but still I had Mummy. It was during the final month's of my time at school that our relationship changed slightly but only temporarily.

It was just before Christmas in my final year and Mummy announced that she was going out to a party with some girl's from work. "You'll be ok on your own" she said "I won't be too late, and make sure your in bed by ten" she announced as she picked up her handbag to leave. I watched her, she looked beautiful to me, a short black leather skirt, tight to her rear, topped of with a gold plunging neck blouse showing ample cleavage. Black 4 inch stilettos adorned her feet as her heel's clicked there way across the tiled kitchen floor. She picked up her cigarette and took once last puff before exhaling the smoke and crushing the red tipped filter into the ashtray. Putting on her black leather jacket she barked "Remember bed by ten" wagging a finger in my direction as she left the room, and soon I heard the front door close.

As instructed after watching some TV and a Video I retired to bed, snug under my duvet by 5 minutes to ten, I stretched out seeking the reassuring darkness that sleep brought.

I was awoken some time later the sound of my door opening and a beam of light from the hallway crossing my bed. My eye's flickered open searching for focus, a figure in the doorway, female, swaying slightly. "You sleeping darling" she asked lifting her cigarette to her mouth and taking a draw. "I was" I replied "Eh I need some help my zipper on this damn skirt is stuck" she said sawing a bit more as she clutched the handle of the door. I climbed out of bed and followed her.

Back in her room a night light illuminated the bedroom as I walked in, she stood by the bed as before a bit unsteady on her heels as I moved towards her she turned her back to me looking over her shoulder "It's down there" she said "and be careful don't rip it or you'll make me angry." I couched nervously and gripped the zipper noticing some lining caught in the teeth. Gently I eased it up a bit before managing to free the lining and pulled the zip downwards. The skirt fell away and she stepped out of it. "Stay for a minute" she said gripping my wrist as she sat on the bed pulling me downwards so that I too sat on the edge of the bed.

"You're a good boy, sometimes" she said ruffling my hair a bit before taking another drag on her cigarette and extinguishing it in the ashtray. At this point I noticed the front of her blouse was open exposing her tight black satin bra which held two large golden globes. She must have noticed me looking because lifting my hand she said "You like what you see, you can touch them if you like" she asked moving my hand under her blouse and on to the hot black fabric. "There, just there" she said moving my hand over the fabric. I could feel something growing harder firmer underneath the fabric as she did. "Pinch it" she said as she guided two fingers around it and provided a light pressure to squeeze the object. A slight moan escaping her lips as she adjusted position closer to me.

Her mouth moved towards me as it had some times to kiss my forehead but not very often. This time missing my head and settling on my lips her tongue forcing its way inside I could taste smoke and alcohol from her as it swirled inside my mouth her free hand behind my head holding it in place, her other hand still pressing my hand around her hot breasts. She broke the kiss, "Your going to be Mummy's little plaything" she said as she stroked my cheek easing me back on the bed she lay on top of me her resuming the kiss while her hand moved under my pyjama bottoms taking hold of me "little man" she began to rub it gently at first and then increased the speed and tightened her grip. "Why isn't it getting hard" she said looking at me angrily "Can you do nothing right" she said. Propping her self up on the bed she let go of my "little man" and slapped me on the side of the head "Your useless, go to your bed" she said angrily picking up her cigarettes and taking one out she lit it. I left the room closing the door behind me and stood outside in the hallway my heart beating furiously. Just before I crossed the hall to my room I thought I heard Mummy begin to cry.

This little game became a regular occurrence over the next couple of months. One night she was full of praise for a minute or so as some thick white fluid came out of my "little man," but when it got soft again when she tried to put it between her legs, I was once more chastised, she mocked the size of it "You could never satisfy a woman with a thing that size anyway its pathetic, I've seen bigger chipolatas at Christmas" she screamed as I left the room once more.

So tonight I'm lying in bed expecting the same once more she's out with friends and will be back soon. I hear the front door open, footsteps on the stairs and then nothing. The door stays closed she does not come in. Why I think to myself have I done something wrong again, I lay still hear some laughing then get up. Quietly crossing my room I open my door and slip out, more laughing, her door slightly ajar as I cross the hall and peek inside.

My view is partially blocked by another person a man well built tall, he's kissing mum she's responding moaning in his arms as he rubs her breasts, pulling free her blouse he pulls it over her arms and drops it to the floor. Her bra is soon removed and her breasts free his hands and mouth all over them as she sighs and moans with his touch. Her skirt drops to the floor as does his jeans, she sinks to her knees, I know what's coming next as her mouth moves toward his groin. "That's it baby suck it all down, take all of it down your throat" he says in a strained voice.

A couple of minutes he groans she moves back he grabs her hair pulling her roughly to her feet. Don't hurt her I think as he pushes her down on the bed, she glances right catches me watching saying nothing a slight smile and wink as she turns her attention back to the man as he slips between her legs. I catch a glimpse of his "little man" and gasp slightly. I t must have been four or five times the length of mine and much thicker. He drives inside of her she moans cry's of "Fuck me hard" come from her as he increases the speed of his thrusting "Oh god baby that's so good, your going to split me in half with your cock" she says once more glancing to see if I am watching she winks again, I turn and cross back over the hallway as I reach my door and step inside the cry's and moans increase in intensity. I close the door and climb back into my bed, tonight it's me who has tears in his eyes.

I wake the next morning climb out of bed and get dressed. Descending the stairs I reach the kitchen and walk in Mummy is sitting on the lap of our visitor engaged in a deep kiss. I can see his hand working between her legs she stops gets up, as her dressing gown closes I can see she is not wearing any panties, the mans fingers glisten, wet, he offers them to her she takes his two middle fingers in her mouth and sucks on them before turning towards the sink.

I cross the room "Morning dear" she says "This is my friend Mike, he stayed over last night" she says with a wink, fully knowing that I was only too aware that he had been here all night. As I walk past him he reaches up and ruffles my hair with the same hand that had just been between my mother's leg "So you're the little work shy brat, she talked about last night" he announces, had she talked about me to him, I sat down. "Quit it Mike I'll just get him breakfast" she puts down a bowl of cereal and some fruit juice and I eat quietly. "You know looking at him I think I could get him a job" he announces "Oh really doing what" Mummy asks "Let's go back upstairs and discuss it" he says gripping her hand as they both rise "Won't be long darling" she says turning her head towards me as she leaves the room. I eat in silence as the noise of my mother screaming "Harder" drifts down the stairs.

There was no further mention of Mike's offer of a job for the next couple of weeks. We had builders in and they began converting the basement into something or other. I asked Mummy about it but she just dismissed it and said wait and see. Life continued as normal except Mike became a frequent visitor and I became a frequent spy watching through a crack in the door as he and Mummy pounded away at each other several nights a week. I knew that she knew I watched but nothing was said.

About a month later the builders left and one afternoon Mummy sat me down in the kitchen for a chat. "You know times are hard, and money is short" she asked "Yes" I replied "Well Mike's come up with an idea for me to earn some extra money." "How" I asked. "Well follow me" she instructed standing up and heading towards the basement stairs, she began to descend the steps with me following.

Downstairs the basement had been converted into two rooms, one a sort of lounge area with a settee and scatter cushions a TV and a Mini Bar. The other room was a bedroom done in a very feminine way with a closet with an array of clothing shoes and other items. We sat on the settee and she spoke, "I'm going to take in a lodger and use your bedroom upstairs and you are going to move back down here." "But it's very girlish" I said in protest "Well that's Mike's other idea, you see darling there are certain men who would pay for the company of a boy dressed as a girl and you could help me out earn some money" "I could never pass as a girl" I protested again "Sure you could honey, with my help and a little work you'll make a fine girl" she moved closer "You love and trust Mummy don't you" she said looking into my eyes her heavily made up eyes staring at me "It wouldn't be for long and you would be helping me a lot, bringing in some money, we need it darling or we could lose the house." "I don't know, I'm not sure" I said in a stammer "Well you think about it I'm just going upstairs for a while let me know when you've made up you mind, remember I love you so much and it would be a great help" she repeated as she started to climb the stairs.

I sat in the room in silence, me be a girl I thought and what would I need to do with these men she mentioned. She said just keep them company so how hard could that be I thought. This was a chance to help Mummy maybe if she had more money she could bet rid of that pig Mike and it would be just us two again, that would be worth it and she would be grateful to me and maybe….. you know maybe we could, stop it I thought. Ok I'll do it for Mummy and off upstairs I ran to tell her my decision.

The next weekend Mummy told me that I needed to visit a doctor and I would stay with him for a couple of days. I asked why and she said that it would help with my work so I just accepted it. On the Friday night she made me take a bath and put in some weird smelling lotion when I emerged all my body hair had disappeared. She told me not to worry about it and that it would grow back. On the Sunday a lady arrived and worked on my hair she said she was going to make it lovely after a few hours of work I had much longer hair all brunette and curly just down past me shoulders. I asked her about it and she said it was hair extension and they could be removed at any time. She also put funny strips on my eyebrows and then pulled them off this was very painful and I cried but then she put some lotion on them and the pain went away in time. She then worked on my hands and gave me really long nails like mummy with square white tops, she said not to worry about these either as they could be cut down.

On the Monday I was woken early and Mummy helped me dress some girls underwear and a short black skirt with a light blue teeshirt with Teen Queen across the front of it with black flat shoes to finish. Mummy had packed a suitcase for me with other girly thing's in it. I followed her to the car and we set off. We arrived at a large elegant house the sign at the front said Waterman clinic, I was shown to a room and Mummy unpacked the clothing she had brought. She helped me undress and I went to bed, she kissed me on the forehead and told me to do what the doctor's and nurses asked and that everything would be fine. She would come back and pick me up in a couple of days and with that she left.

True to her word she came back for me on Wednesday to collect me. By then I had, had an operation and now found myself with a chest like Mummy's and quite large I thought for my size. She told me not to worry as they had only inserted implants under my skin and we could have them removed when I had earned my keep. That was a relief and helped me settle. Back home I was shown back to my new room and Mummy showed me a new wardrobe of clothing for me which included all sorts of outfits. There were nurses uniforms, schoolgirl clothing, adult evening wear, a policewoman's uniform and all sorts of other stuff in leather and a shiny material. I asked her how I would know what to wear and she told me that she would tell me which outfit to use. In the drawers by the window was other clothing lots of underwear and some day wear which she said I could use when I was not working, I thanked her and she said not at all darling it should be me that's thanking you because your doing all this for me. That made me happy. She told me to get some rest and I did as my chest was feeling quite tender.

About two weeks later Mummy told me that I would be starting work on the Monday and that I would now been called Pauline and that I should use that name from now on. She brought a diary down and showed me what would happen, it had columns drawn in it. At the top it was headed Name , Outfit and Request. At the back there was a column of letter like A, BJ, BDSM, SG, SF and lots of others. I asked her what they were and she said she would explain later but not to worry.

On the Sunday she said that she had to go out and that Mike would be looking after me and I had to behave and do whatever he told me. I didn't like it when I was left along with Mike but she said it would only be for a couple of hours. She had not gone long when Mike appeared, I was lying on my bed reading a magazine when he came in. "Hello little slut, I'm here to show you the ropes as it were," I didn't really understand, he crossed to the wardrobe and opened the door. He took out two items and threw them to me. He also picked up a pair of black boots with some high heels and tossed them on to the bed, before crossing to the dresser and taking out some underwear threw that to me as well. "You've got half an hour to dress in that stuff and make yourself up then I'll be back" he said as he left.

I picked up the garments and took of my clothes. I pulled on the black stocking's and the tiny black thong. The top he chose had metal clasps and the front I put it on it seemed to constrict my waist even more there were some string's at the back which I did not know what to do with and left them. The short skirt he had thrown me a, shiny red leather. I slipped it on and pulled up the zip. Unzipping the boots I pulled them up my legs and closed the zip. I crossed to the make up table and began to make up my face. Mummy had been teaching me and I had become quite good she said. Finished I put on gold dangly hoops like Mummy's they were quite large and brushed my shoulders but I liked them. I put on a couple of bangles and a necklace and had just finished when I heard Mike's footsteps on the stairs.

He came into the room "Ready" he barked. "Just turn around for me" he said I did. "Very nice" he said "but you are stupid why didn't you do up the laces at the back." " I didn't know how to" I said, he looked at me "Come here" I crossed the room, "now turn round" I did. He gripped the laces and pulled them in I could feel my waist constrict almost to the point of not being able to breathe before he knotted them and tied it off. "There" he said "see the effect it has on those lovely titties" h e was right it had pushed my new chest up and they were now bulging at the top of the top.

"Now Mummy said that you are to do everything I tell you, so I'm going to start at the beginning get the diary" I crossed the room and picked up the book returning to him I handed it over. "I'll start at the beginning well almost" he said with a laugh. "Now BJ that stands for Blow Job" he sat down on the bed "Now come hear and kneel on the floor between my legs" I did. He reached down and unzipped his trousers and took out his thing. "Now I want you to take it in your hand and massage it" I reached out and gripped it curling my hand around it, it was hot and a bit sticky to the touch. He reached into his pocket and took out a pack of Mummy's cigarettes. Opening the lid he took one out and offered it to me "Take it" he said. I took the cigarette and he offered me a light. I had only once smoked before just tried it when Mummy was out. The smoke menthol smoke caught me throat forcing me to cough. "Now SF will be smoking fetish that's when customers want you to smoke. Now take a big drag on the cigarette, open you mouth slightly and then snap it shut." I did as he said, "There now again and this time put my cock in your mouth." I followed his instructions and moved my head forward towards the tip taking a drag on the cigarette I opened my mouth and covered his cock.

I began to run my mouth up and down the shaft my lipstick coating the skin as the smoke drifted out of my mouth and upwards catching my eye a little it stung a slight tear forming. I continued taking the wet cock out dragging on the cigarette again and repeating the process. His breathing changed as I went on the cock shuddered in my mouth I could feel a vein in it pumping. He began to moan and then it happened fluid erupted from it, startled I pulled back some splashed onto my mouth as I coughed up the white fluid it dropped onto his underpants on the floor. "You stupid cunt" he said gripping me by the neck he stood kicking of his underpants as he rose. "Your supposed to fucking swallow it" he said as he gripped my arm taking the cigarette butt from my hand he crushed it out and threw me onto the bed. "If you had done what I told you then that would have been the end of today's lesson, but seeing as you've been such a fuck up, you need to be punished" he said in a stern voice as he towered above me he moved to the cupboard and took something out "Now lie face down and stretch your hands above you and grip the metal bed frame." I did as I was told he climbed up onto the bed and sat on my back. He gripped one wrist and closed a silver metal handcuff around it closing it with a sharp click he passed the other through the metal bed frame and gripping the other wrist completed the process of fastening my other wrist. He got up off me "Now this he said will be B for bondage" he said "And I'm about to include another couple of letters as well ! "

He stepped away from me and walked towards the chest that mum had filled with many of the thing's she said I would need in my new career. I could not see what he was looking for but he returned to the bed and I felt some thing's drop on the bedcover. Gripping my ankle I was aware of him fastening similar cuffs to my ankles before pulling my leg tight and then attaching the other end of the base of the bed frame. Within seconds the other ankle had received the same treatment and I was spread-eagle on the bed. He pushed up the short skirt I was wearing and pulled roughly at the thong I had on gripping them I could feel some cold steel glance my leg before they were pulled roughly from me. He walked around the bed, he was now naked from the waist down his thing standing to attention as I had seen it with Mummy. Gripping my chin he lifted my head slightly, "Since you made such a mess of my pants you can taste them," as I opened my mouth to apologise he pushed the underwear that I had spat out his liquid into my mouth, "Now leave them in there or there will be trouble."

I could feel him climb on to the bed behind, then he was close to me. H e moved closer again I could feel something press against my rear, gripping my thighs he eased them slightly more apart and then it happened. A severe blinding pain swept thorough me as he forced his cock inside me with a brute force I screamed into the underwear in my mouth blocking some of the sound. The pain continued as he began rhythmic but fast strokes back in forward the pain lessening for seconds before once more increasing with each thrust. It seemed to go on for ever before finally I felt his liquid explode in me again and with a grunt he half collapsed on top of me, one arm holding him up his voice sounded "If you interested, then that was "A" in the alphabet get used to it, it could be a regular experience from now on." With that he got up and began to release me.

After he left I cleaned myself up I was sore from his assault on me. Some time later as I sat alone in my room Mummy came to visit. "So did Mike teach you a few new thing's then" I nodded "Don't worry dear you will get used to it all and just think of the money that you will be earning for mummy" she crossed the room and kissed me on the cheek. "Look I bought you a couple of presents today" she handed me two packages inside one was a carton of cigarettes and inside the other was a small gold necklace with Pauline in ornate letters at the centre she helped me put it on "There that's nice isn't it" she said "Yes thanks Mummy" is said "Now here's your diary" she said handing me a black hardback book. "I'll put all your appointment sin there and write down what to wear and what they want ok dear" "Yes Mummy" "Now get some sleep and I will see you in the morning" with that she kissed me on the forehead and left.

After she left I had a look through the diary Wednesday 25th Mr Jones , SG, SP and O. I looked at the key written at the back, Schoolgirl, Spanking and Oral. Friday 27th, Mr Travers, A & O, back to the key Anal and Oral. Saturday 28th Mr Rodden, B, SP & A, by now I was getting used to the key. I put the diary on my bedside cabinet and got up I switched on my small portable TV and watched a comedy programme I liked. Popping a ready meal from my small freezer into the microwave I waited for it cook before I sat and ate my meal, time for bed I thought so stripping off I climbed under the covers and tried to go to sleep, I need my rest I thought Mummy's depending on me and I start work next week.

Wednesday arrived and nervously I prepared for my first customer. I was a good deal slimmer now and did not need any corset's or girdles to achieve the feminine shape, my penis was hidden away in a gaf that Mummy had provided so that I had that flat girly shape and of course the breasts were all mine. I chose plain white cotton underwear the type I imagined that schoolgirls would wear. Sitting by my dressing table I applied my make up not too much I thought but enough to give me that slutty schoolgirl look. Two shade or purple eye shadow a generous application of mascara and a dark wine lipstick, painting my extended nails a matching colour to my lips.

I chose some while hold up stockings and a short pleated blue tartan skirt, complete with a tight plain white blouse the buttons of which stretched at my chest. I left the top three undone so my cleavage was visible. A pair or navy blue leather stilettos and I ready. I sat nervously as Mummy came in to check on me. A smile indicated that she approved as she left me to go and collect Mr Jones. I pulled out a white menthol cigarette and nervously lit it, this action in hindsight would prove to be a real winner. The door opened and a man in his mid fifties stepped in, slightly chubby and balding. He looked at me and a stern look came over his face as I quickly pulled the cigarette away from my mouth just as any schoolgirl caught smoking would.

"Are you smoking again Pauline" he asked in a stern tone. "Eh , Eh yes daddy" I replied "What have I told you only sluts and whore's smoke, are you a slut or a whore Pauline" he said walking towards the bed. "Then put that out and come over here" he said patting the bed. I took one last drag and exhaled the smoke and crushed out the cigarette. I walked over and sat beside him my skirt sliding up slightly to reveal the tops of my stockings. "And your wearing stocking's, you know only sluts and whores wear them as well" he said with an accusing look "You must be a slut or a whore" "No Daddy" I said again. "Would you like to be a slut or a whore then, maybe Daddies little slut or whore" he said as his hand softly moved up my leg. I paused "Eh I don't know Daddy what would I need to do" I asked looking at the ground as I spoke. "Well you need to be punished first for smoking, you know that don't you Pauline," "Eh yes Daddy" I said. "Well stand up" I did, he gripped my wrist firmly but not too tightly "Now bend over my lap" I did as I was told. I could feel his hands shake slightly as he lifted my short skirt and pulled down the white panties "Now let this be a lesson to you" he said. Whack his hand swung down on my cheek I grimaced slightly as the blows continued, all in all there was around twenty to twenty five, my arse cheeks were hot and sore as he asked me to stand up. I did my skirt falling down as I pulled up the panties a tingle on my arse cheeks as I covered them. "Now then you wanted to know how to be slut for Daddy, go and apply some more lipstick to those lovely lips of yours."

I walked away and picked up the lipstick tube rolling it up I applied some more before closing it again and returning to the bed. As I walked towards him he was undoing his belt buckle, he pulled down his zip and stood up stepping out of his trousers and pulling down his boxer shorts. His cock lay semi erect between his legs, not as big as Mike I thought as I reached him "Now kneel down" I did "Now take hold of Daddy's thing and stroke it" I took it in my hand and it twitched as I began to run my hand up and down it. It grew slightly became firmer and harder in my hand "Now dear put it in your mouth and suck it gently" I did as I was told "Try and twirl your tongue round it" he said I did what I was told. I could see marks from my lipstick on the shaft as my head bobbed up and down. "Now look at Daddy and go a bit faster" I looked up into his eyes and increased the pace. "That's it Pauline, your being a little slut for Daddy, your Daddy's little slut aren't you" I awkwardly nodded my head I as I increased the pace a bit more. He reached behind my head and the palm of his hand opening and holding my head in place, I could no longer take the full length out of my mouth as he held me there. A minute or so passed and as I once more looked into his eyes he groaned and his seed poured out into my mouth and down my throat.

A few minutes later he was fully dressed and ready to leave. He crossed over and lightly kissed me on the cheek "Thank you my little angel, I think I will need to become a regular customer with you" he said a smile escaping his lips as his hand brushed across my breast making my nipples harden at the touch. Wit that he left and I sat back, I had just had my first customer and was now earning money for Mummy, a smile crossed my face.

I must have been good because as the weeks went on the diary became fuller and fuller. Mummy seemed really happy with the added money and I began to see her in better clothes and with the odd new item of jewellery. Mr Travers my first customer became a regular and was visiting twice a week, I liked Mr Travers he was like your typical grandfather, he wasn't like the others, oh yeah well we had sex but he talked to me, told me thing's, how his wife was an invalid and bedridden and how he had to care for her all the time. He visited me when his sister came to give him a break form the caring. I felt good about that but most of all I liked the fact that he just treated me like a person and not like a piece of meat like some of the others did.

Anyway as I said I was getting busier and busier so Mummy decided that I should get every Friday off. She called it "Our Day" when me and her could go out and do something together "You know just like a regular Mother and daughter" she said. I was looking forward to that so the next Friday I rose bright and early. I bathed and then got ready a white leather mini skirt with matching white heels around 5 inches high. This was topped of with a tight red cotton tee shirt which hugged my chest the outline of the bra rather visible. Once my make up was done I picked up a small red leather handbag checked inside for my allowance money and my cigarettes and then I scooted upstairs to find her waiting for. She was wearing a tight black dress with black stilettos with a silver metal heel. She pulled on a black leather jacket and off we went out into the sunlight.

The first thing I noticed was that she had treated herself to a new car a bright red Opel 2007 GT stood outside out house. We stepped into the open-top car and she started the engine it kicked into life with a roar and she sped out the driveway. A few minutes later we were both smoking a cigarette as the wind blew through our hair as we headed for town.

We wandered around the shopping centre like Mother and daughter's should window shopping and looking for bargains. Mummy spotted a black lacy cocktail dress that she liked, we found her size and she headed into the changing rooms to try it on. I wandered around the store checking out rails to see if there was anything I liked. I spotted a gold low cut shiny top and went to try it on. As I stepped towards the changing rooms I bumped into a man. "Oh I'm sorry" he said "Eh it was my fault, wasn't looking where I was going" I said "No problem" he said smiling at me, as he turned away. I stared slightly at him as he walked away he was cute I thought and as I entered the enclosure where the changing rooms were I stole another look back over me shoulder, there he was watching me from just outside the door he smiled as I blushed having been caught checking him out.

Inside I slipped of my tee-shirt and pulled on the top, adjusting the straps I went outside to check it out in the mirror. There was Mummy admiring her self in the dress which was clinging to all her curves in the right places. "What do you think" she asked me "It's lovely, what about this" I said turning towards her to let her see what I was wearing "Yeah nice, you've good taste for a boy/girl" she said loud enough for the girl at the entrance of the changing room to hear, I glanced back she was looking at me embarrassed I blushed and headed back into the safety of the changing room to change back. I picked up the top and headed outside keeping my head down for fear of catching the girl's eye. Silly really as I was not even sure she had understood the comment or had read me as a boy.

Mummy was at the checkout paying for her dress "Pauline bring your top over we will take it" she called I moved towards her and handed it to her she gave it to the assistant and said "We'll take this as well, he's got good taste hasn't he" she said I blushed deeply again as the assistant's gaze bored into me. I needed to get out turning I walked towards the door and out into the Mall. I stood outside and opening my purse took out my cigarettes lighting one I blew an angry cloud of smoke into the air. Why did she have to do that I thought to myself, soon she joined me handing me my purchase we walked in silence doing some more window shopping before Mummy purchased a pair of high heeled wine leather boots. This time I stayed outside the shop having another cigarette to avoid any further embarrassment.

Leaving the shopping centre Mummy suggested that we grab a bite to eat, she spotted a pub that did bar meals so we headed inside. We sat down finding the only table left and ordered our meal "Your annoyed with me for what I said back in the shop" she said through a cloud of smoke as she lit a cigarette. I looked down at the table "I'm sorry baby, it's just that even although your all dressed up like a lovely young woman obviously I still think of you as my son" "It's eh ok" I stammered "Well it won't happen again from now all your Pauline me lovely talented daughter" she said reaching over and squeezing my hand.

We sat eating before a voice behind me spoke "Excuse me ladies do you mind if I sit with you there appears to be no other seats" Mummy looked up "Yes that's ok" she answered a shape moved to my right and slid into the seat I looked up and my mouth fell open, sitting down and smiling towards me was the guy I had bumped into in the shop !

We finished our meal the guy who had introduced himself as Gregg bought us a drink I had a glass of wine while Mummy had a double vodka and coke. Mummy chatted away to him while I tried to avoid his gaze all the time aware though that although he was chatting with Mummy his eye's kept straying to me. As his light snack arrived Mummy spoke up "Pauline dear why don't you go and try on your new top" I looked at her as she made eye's at me glancing towards the ladies room. I stood up and excused myself picked up my carrier bag and walked towards the toilet. Inside I slipped out of my tee-shirt and once more into the gold top. Adjusting it I could see it was quite revelling showing of my chest well. Opening my handbag I sprayed some perfume on my neck and wrists and a quick spray down my chest before applying a fresh coat of lipstick. Putting my tee- shirt in the bag I went to return to the table "Let's see what he thinks about this" I said to myself as I closed the toilet door and walked towards our table.

As I approached I could see Mummy had another drink and the Gregg had finished his snack. He looked up a broad smile crossing his face "Very nice" he commented as Mummy looked up and smiled as I manoeuvred myself into the seat. Mummy spoke "Darling this gentleman would like to spend some time with you" she said taking a sip from her drink she gestured with her eyebrows towards him.

We got up and both left the restaurant I looked back to see Mummy she whispered BJ and A to me as she ordered another drink. We walked out into the afternoon sunlight Gregg took my hand and let me silently to a car park. We approached a white camper van and he opened the door, a light coming on inside as he helped me up and into the van his hand caressing my arse as he did so. "Ok sweetness lets get down to business" he said he led me towards a small set of bunk beds in the corner I sat down as he drew the curtains and began to unbutton his trousers. He stepped out of them and turned I could see his cock in front of me not too long but thicker than anything I had seen before. I reached forward and curled my hand around it my head moving towards the tip I opened my mouth stretching my jaws I slid it inside. Gently I sucked up and down the length my tongue flicking at the shaft as I did so. The pace increased his hands gripping the side of my head as I bobbed back and forth. I could here him moaning and soon enough his seed was spurting out into my mouth.

We sat in silence smoking a cigarette as he recovered, he asked me about my life but I stayed quite not giving anything away. I liked him strangely I found him attractive as I looked into his deep brown eyes. Finally we crushed out our cigarettes and I stood un-zipping my skirt I slid it off and climbed back up onto the bed. He lay beside me, normally I would have been face down awaiting to be fucked but for some reason this time I was on my back as he climbed between my legs. His strong arms under my knees to hold my legs up he edged forward I could feel him reach my entrance and gradually he eased himself inside of me the thickness making me grimace in pain a bit before I grew used to his cock. He began to thrust picking up the pace, strangely for me I began to respond as well my small cock growing hard as he pushed firmly into me. This was unusual I was enjoying this I thrust back as he thrust forward enjoying the sensation of being impaled by him, my manicured nails digging into his shoulders as each thrust became harder and quicker. I tensed I could feel he would not be long before filling me again. I moved upwards and then did something the Mummy had told me never to do I kissed him hard on the lips as he continued to thrust our tongues entwining in a passion and just then he came deep and hard inside of me I shuddered and more surprisingly I came as well as hot fluid splashed on my stomach.

We cleaned up and left the camper heading back to the bar as we approached his hand went to his pocket and he handed me some notes I looked down it was money. "Just a little extra for being sensational" he said as he patted my bum. If he had asked at that moment I would have turned and gone back to the camper with him let him drive off and stay with him for ever but he didn't and so we entered the bar. I could see as we did that Mummy had got herself another drink and was chatting to a stranger "You can't let her drive" Gregg said "I suppose not I replied "I better phone Mike" I left and walked to the back of the bar where I found a payphone picking up the receiver I dialled Mike's number and waited. He answered in his usual aggressive tone, I explained the situation and where we were and that the Mummy had a little bit too much to drink and could not drive home "You stupid hole, how could you let her get in that state, I'll be there in ten minutes to pick you up" he hung up I walked back to the table Gregg had bought me another drink while Mummy was flirting with this other guy that had joined her while me and Gregg had been outside. I tried to speak to her I knew if Mike came in and saw her flirting like this there would be trouble, she wouldn't listen.

I moved over to the door and looked down the street watching for any sign of him arriving. I scanned the pedestrians and watched the cars hoping to catch sight of him so that I could warn her or get her out of there before he saw her flirting with that guy. Gregg sat beside them laughing at whatever they were talking about as Mummy stroked the guys arm. I glanced back at the street a car pulled up about 50 yards down the road the door opened out got Mike he gestured to someone in the car and it drove off as it passed I could see a young blonde probably around my age driving who was she I though but no time to think about it now. I strode back to Mummy shaking her I spoke "Mike's here" I said I don't know whether she heard me or not but she ignored it seconds later the door opened and in walked Mike.

I froze I could see a look come over his face as he looked across at the table surveying the scene. He approached "Excuse me gentlemen , I think you have something which belongs to me" he said they stopped and looked up the one chatting up Mummy spoke "Little Lady is partying with us mate" he said a dismissive look on his face. Mike moved forward he was screened from any other customers he was by the guy's side now I could see his hand move into his pocket quickly but silently he brought a flick knife out of his pocket the blade opened and rested on the guys cheek centimetres from his eye. No one could see what was going on apart from Gregg and me, "Now unless you want to lose an eye then I suggest you get up and walk away and keep walking" he said a speck of blood appeared on the guys cheek as the point pricked his skin. The guy raised his hands and backed off he got up and headed for the door. "Now you two sluts" he said in a hushed tone "back to the car."

We walked back to where Mummy had parked the sports car just a few hours ago. I got in the back and he pushed Mummy in the front. The engine roared into life again and we sped of through the streets. Back home I helped Mike with Mummy back into the house once inside he said "You cunt downstairs it's your fault you were supposed to look after her" I turned and retreated downstairs as I saw Mike roughly take Mummy's arm and half drag her upstairs.

I walked down stairs and went into my room opening my purse I took out a cigarette and lit it sitting on the edge of my bed I kicked off my shoes and pulled my legs up on to the bed beside me. I picked up an ashtray from the bedside cabinet and took another long drag from the cigarette before knocking some ash of it into the ashtray. I though about the day the way Gregg had made me feel the pleasure I had felt with him inside me unlike my day to day work experiences the feeling of elation as he had come closely followed by me. I took a long slow drag on the cigarette as I could feel my cock harden again I opened my legs reached down I could see my long manicured nails around my cock I closed my eyes pictured Gregg and stroked gently at first and then more quicker feeling the build up of pressure once more I moved the cigarette to my lips once more sucked on it and exhaled the menthol smoke the pressure continued to rise and then all at once it exploded over my hand running over my fingers and down my hand.

Spent I put out the cigarette and rose I picked up some tissues and cleaned up my hand and cock. Undressing I slipped into a short nightdress and climbed under the covers thought's turned to Gregg once more I wish he had asked me to go with him. I picked up my diary and opened it at tomorrow, only four customer I thought putting it back down I flipped out the light and lay down my head settling on the pillows as darkness grew in my mind I could still see Gregg's smiling face and feel him inside me.

I woke around eight and stretched out yawning as the first breaths of a new day were drawn. A few minutes later I was up and around I got washed and then dressed for the day nothing special just a skirt and top my first client had not specified any type of dress so although it was a sexy outfit it was nothing unusual. Grabbing a pair of heels I put them on and let myself out. I walked up the stairs to the kitchen the smell of breakfast filtering down.

Inside I found Mummy busy at the oven making a cooked breakfast fro Mike while he sat at the table smoking away, there was an awkward silence as I spoke "Morning sleep well" mumbled answers came back as I opened the fridge and took out a carton of fruit juice pouring myself a glass I walked over and took out some bread dropping it into the toaster I switched it on. Mummy turned with a plate of hot food for Mike I could see some bruising to her face and through some make up the start of a black eye, averting my gaze I waited for the bread to toast and then spreading some marmalade on the toast I put it on a plate and with the fruit juice in my other hand headed of downstairs.

I sat in my room a slight tear in my eye thinking of what must have happened last night. Obviously Mike had taken out his rage on her, was it my fault I thought, dismissing the idea in my mind I finished my breakfast and then freshened up waiting for my first guest. Around half an hour later there was a knock on the door and an heavy gentleman with gaps in his teeth was ushered in.

The day went but slowly I was still thinking about Gregg and Mummy. Each customer came and went with me acting out their desire in an almost zombie like state. With the last one gone I cleaned up and changed into something more comfortable. I settled back and lit a cigarette and flicked on the TV. I watched some early evening trash not really taking it in but just watching the pictures, my mind strayed once more thinking about Gregg. I suppose what he had taught me was that it was possible for two people to have sex and both get pleasure from it. Not like what I was doing where the pleasure was largely one way. At that moment I made a decision I was going to find another like Gregg or maybe even if I was lucky him. Someone who was capable of making me as happy as I mad them and when I did I was going to make them mine.

Mike had gone out earlier that evening with darkness having closed in I heard him return there was some shouts and then silence. I waited and then crept out of my room and upstairs. I opened the door to the kitchen and listened, nothing. I stepped out and walked quietly in my stocking clad feet to the door. The sounds of shouting but a different sound came from upstairs the type that I had grown familiar with the type that Mummy used to make Mike love her and please him in the only way she knew how. I opened the fridge and took out a half finished corked bottle of white wine picking up a glass I took my captures downstairs. I poured a glass an lit a cigarette sitting on my bed I slowly drank the wine and smoked my cigarette. A couple of glasses later and the bottle finished I undressed tomorrow Sunday was another day. I looked at my diary only two clients one BP. B and A, what was BP I wondered. I looked it up Breath Play that's a new one I though need to ask Mummy about that in the morning. The other a simple A and O, not bad I thought and flicking of the light I shut my eyes to get some sleep.

I woke the next morning a slight headache from the wine I had drunk the previous night. Dressed I went upstairs and found Mummy alone in the kitchen , with a coffee and a cigarette her eye even more black than the day before. I never even mentioned it but asked her about BP. "Oh she it's just a bit of choking as he reached orgasm," she explained. "Oh" I said pouring a coffee I grabbed a bagel from the cupboard and spread some jam on it with that I returned to my room to get ready.

An hour later a man was shown into my room he was muscular and probably in his late thirties. Left alone he asked me to strip to my under wear and lay face down on the bed. I did as I was told he came behind me and gripped my wrists. He quickly tied my wrists together, he was using the brown scratchy rope that I hated not the softer white type that was a bit more comfortable. He followed this up ankle to the bed posts. I could hear him strip and climb onto the bed I could feel some loose rope on my back. He moved on top of me he was not too large but big enough I felt him move inside me an start to thrust the pace quickened, then a rope looped over my head and around my throat he gripped my wrists and pulled the rope tightened cutting into my neck I squealed a bit, a hand shot out covering my mouth and nose. Surprised I never had any time to take a breath short of air I began to feel light headed, little black dots danced in front of my eyes I felt like I as loosing consciousness my ankles thrashed surely he was aware I was in some difficulty although my ears throbbed I could hear the tone of his breathing change slightly he was close just a bit longer I thought his hand increased the pressure on my mouth and nose the other pulling on my bound wrists pulling my head back further than I though possible then there was a snap………

I'm not sure how long it's been but I've been watching over Mummy for some time now. Mike's gone and she's on her own. She's put on weight she's still not as fat as Mrs Anderson but she is about the same size as Mrs Cairns. My room is still there Mummy uses it now and a lot of strange men come and visit her just like they did me. The house is in a bit of disrepair and needs cleaning.

At night she drinks and sniffs this strange white powder. I makes her happy for a while then the depression returns. Sometimes she cries her self to sleep and I can here her call out Paul through her sobs. I think Mummy misses her little plaything.