This choice: I now see why you wanted him as a toy so you can keep him • Go Back...
Chapter #5
mother knows best.
by: Unknown
(Hi I'm making a change to names because so there no confusion between this and my other story. So Scarlett=Chlesea, Nat=Emily, and Madison=Jess)
As Chelsea remain seated on top you. She grinded her ass now and again in the chair as she seemed to love the feeling of support you gave. She rode up and down slowly, sometimes slamming her ass against you until the point you were popping out a bit from below making a mess all over the seat. Emily mearly laughed as she hung off the arm rest watching Chelsea have her way with you. Finally with one last thrust she lifted off from the chair. Your body which was not only sore had been left a smear imprint of Chelsea's motherly ass on the seat. You could Emily giggle again as Chelsea decided to sit back on top for one final time. "Well that was fun." said Chelsea as she moved closer to her young daughter Emily kissing on the cheek. " I see why you wanted him as a toy..and I don't see any harm if you wanna keep him. I'm sure his mother won't come looking anytime soon," Chelsea smiled at you giving you a wink misinterpiting the whole sistuation falling victim to Emily game. "Really mom? Well if you insist I should.." Emily playfully rolled her eyes acting inocent. Her eyes turning gaze towards you giggling with a wicked smirk. "Hold on don't listen to her" you tried to reason with Chlesea. But Emily walked up the chair you remained stuck on before turning her giant toddler ass toward you. With a gentle shove of her bottom she slid back bouncing on top your flatten form in the chair causing both mother and daughter to laugh.
"Aww look at you two already playing," Chelsea stood beside watching her daughter bounce atop you. "You got a great squishy toy," As Chelsea patted Emily's head rubbing it affectionately between her hand smiling. Emily continued to grind her ass on you with a show of dominanice that forced the air out of you! It took several seconds for your body to get used to having this new sensation. As soon as your senses came back to life, you realized what just happened again. "I'm gonna go play with them in my room!" Emily uttered, greedily jumping off from atop you. As soon as she hit the floor she spun around to tear you off from the chair and raced to her room. The door slammed shut behind as she tossed you on her kiddie bed. You laid there wondering how much more humiliating is could possibly be. "Looks like you're my little toy forever Squishy" She spoke sitting on top of you once more with a giggly smile. "I'm not your toy! You dumb brat" You spoke, staring at her ass feeling helpless and hopeless as she crushed you beneath her once more. "Now that your my toy! You will follow my rules squishy!" She remarked in a bratty tone. Emily sat up for but a moment grabbing your hands from below her tugging them upward. She held your arms against your sides letting herself sit down over you once more. Her cheeks pressed tight against your body as she tried to force you deeper into a wedgie. Your nose filled with her scent and your mouth smothered in her ass. With one last squeeze she let go and fell backward to rest on top of you. "Rule 1. Don't ever try to think about escaping me. You got that!"
She moved back up slightly before slamming her weight back on you again. " Rule 2. I own you now. If I tell you to do something, you will do it no questions asked." Emily scooted closer so you could feel the warmth of her body touching yours. As soon as the air escaped you began to breathe easier as if you were freed from suffocation. "So far your not very smart," She chuckled pinching your cheek. "Rule 3. You'll only eat what I give you. No exceptions," Emily said with a grin, the giant smile revealed every tooth showing in her little face. "But right now I wanna play our favorite game being my panty!" Emily leaped off and rushed around gathering items for the game: a button, some paint, and last some Elmer glue, which she found out later was an all-purpose adhesive that had several uses and applications for other household needs to keep you form breaking. When she returned she spread these on top of the bed. Then she dropped down onto her knees as she faced you as she knelt between your legs on top of your belly. "I want you to crawl on your hands and knees to your toys. Go ahead squishy!" You had no choice but to subject yourself to her mercy for the time being when..
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