Chapter 2087 - BLACKMAILING MY MOMS

Dearest Mary Davidson,

You and your wife killed your husband. Then your sister helped you cover it up. We both know this to be true. With this information, I can bring your whole family down in one police report. You have until nightfall.

I then added an attachment with one piece of incriminating evidence.

I have much more than that.

I sat at my computer and stared at what I wrote for a very long time. I thought about adding a demand of some kind but decided it's better to let it stew for a bit. Then I went downstairs, sat at the kitchen table, and watched Mary as she read a book on the couch in the living room. I wanted to see the look on her face when she got my email.

My name is Daniel, by the way.

I should probably mention that Mary is my mom. She's married to Ivy, my stepmom. And I also want to mention that my dad, that guy mom poisoned years ago, totally deserved to get killed by his own wife. He was evil. I mean, I guess I am too, but I was 20 and still a virgin, so I might have been so frustrated I was willing to go to crazy lengths to get some, especially from my mom...

Let me explain that Mom was smoking hot and Ivy was on par with her. Both had large DD, angelic faces, perfect asses, and they were both pretty fit thanks to our gym in the basement, but because of this they're legs were very toned and sexy, not to mention the rest of their bodies. The biggest difference was Mom's hair was straight and black while Ivy's was red and wavy.

Anyway, I got some food and ate slowly while I watched Mom. Eventually, there was a chime on her phone. She glanced at it and her eyes got wide. She ran out of the room and I wondered what was going on upstairs.

I couldn't bring any suspicions on me at all if I wanted any of my plans to succeed so if she had responded to me I wouldn't know until later when I could safely check my computer or phone. But I knew that Mom had contacted Ivy because she came through the door less than ten minutes later from work. I don't think Mom told her though that someone was blackmailing her, they're relationship had been very strained for many years up to that point.

...

I knew I was taking a risk but I went on a walk around our block to check my email. "I'll do as you ask." Is all it said. That was enough. I put the phone away, I knew that I could still stop everything before it even started. I just didn't have to do anything else. But this kind of power over my extremely hot MILF Mom, even if she had given birth to me, was too good to pass up. Damn the consequences I thought as I pulled out my phone and ordered a package addressed to Mom. I knew she'd be more likely to do as I asked than Ivy, which is why I started blackmailing her first.

...

Let me explain a few things. Hi, I'm Daniel, and I live with my mother, stepmother, and an older and younger sister in the middle of suburbia. It's decent enough, our neighbors mostly keep to themselves and our walls seem to be soundproof, though only from the outside inward and vice versa, the walls were paper-thin inside the house though.

Anyway, other than when my dad was alive, I didn't have a horrible upbringing or anything. Ivy was always Mom's best friend so I've known her my whole life. I guess they were more than friends actually but I didn't know anything until after Dad died and Mom and Ivy got married within a year from that. I guess I should have been suspicious right away but I was always very forgiving with my mother, even when she didn't deserve it. Finding out what I did, finding Mom and Ivy's little locker of evidence they buried out in the woods, why they kept that stuff I didn't know, but it changed my world.

Mom poisoned Dad, and it was because he was a psychopath. He was highly abusive to all of us. But he kept everything hidden from the rest of the world so it was almost impossible to speak to anyone about it. It was planned and executed by Mom and Ivy, and then they got my Aunt April, who is a cop but not a detective or anything, but her influence helped kept my dad from being autopsied and keeping the actual detectives from finding the obvious poison in his bloodstream. April was super hot as well, with large tits, which ran in the family, blonde hair, and a fit body. After all, she kept in shape because she was a police officer. I wanted to blackmail her too, but because she was a cop I was more worried about what she could or would do to catch me.

I have three other aunts, two of which were Mom's sisters, Nina and Olivia, and the other was Yuki, an Asian psychiatrist who was married to Olivia. Olivia was also a psychologist but doesn't have an M.D. like her wife. That's how they met though, studying psychology in college. I didn't see either Aunt Yuki or Aunt Olivia much as they lived on the other side of the city, while Aunt Nina was over there at least once a week. She and Mom were best friends as they were both very conservative. Olivia was super Christian too, and Mom wasn't really. They were both very sexually repressed actually. Even though Mom was married to another woman, I don't think they had sex that much. I'm not entirely sure why, two of the hottest women I knew, I mean, I would never take my hands off them, but I'm a 20-year-old virgin man, I'd fuck any woman at that point. But why settle when you can have the best?

Anyway, I also have an 18-year old sister who was still in high school, Lana, who had red hair like me and our stepmom, even though we weren't directly related it did confuse a lot of people but red hair was just common in my mom's family and I guess she also had a thing for redheads... She was mostly ditsy and innocent, at least that's how I saw her. My older sister, Juliet, was 21 and had black hair like mom. Aunt Olivia also had a daughter, Violet, who was now 18 like my younger sister, before she was divorced and was now single but didn't have any other kids.

Aunt April had three daughters, Sasha, who she had with a man before her current husband, and Sasha was of mixed race, half-African American and half-caucasian, and still completely my cousin. Her other daughters were Rita and Fiona. Rita has blonde hair like her mother and Fiona had red hair. Sasha was 20, like me, Rita was 19, and Fiona was 18. I didn't see them much either at that point. I think after April covered up my dad's murder, it put a damper on their relationship.

Anyway, a few days later my package came to a P.O. box I opened so that nothing suspicious came to the house. It was a webcam but I needed to make some modifications to it. When I was done with those, I sent it through the mail, addressed to Mom.

A couple of days later it came. My plan was about to begin.

Day 1 Sunday, March 27

I took out my burner phone and texted Mom. I was away from the house but I had seen the package on the porch when I left.

I had to think of a code name on the spot. I just picked the first name that popped into my head.

Bruce: I'm the one who emailed you. Call me Bruce. There's a package on your porch I want you to get.

Mom didn't answer for a bit. I wondered what was going through her head. Unfortunately, at that point, all I could do was wonder.

Finally, she answered.

Mary: it's a hidden camera?

I smiled. She didn't question me. She already knew I was the man blackmailing her.

Bruce: Don't think you can do anything to it. You can't trace its signal back to me and if you destroy it, I'll release the evidence I have to the police.

It was a few minutes before Mom answered again. She was probably going over what I was saying to her in her mind.

Mary: What do you want me to do with it?

Bruce: Place it somewhere in your house where it won't be found. And don't block the camera or face it toward a wall or anything like that. I want to see the full room wherever you place it. Somewhere you and your family go regularly. Once you set it up, turn it on.

I wanted to be very clear about what I wanted so Mom couldn't do something stupid like just put it in the garage where anyone rarely went outside to get in and out of the car.

A few minutes later, my phone buzzed and I saw the camera was on now. I scowled, she had set it up in my bedroom so I could see my bed in the corner, my desk and computer, my television and chair, all around my room. She had put it on top of my bookcase, which was hard to reach. Mom's face was in the shot at first but she got down from the stepladder she brought in and left. This pissed me off a lot. I mean, not like I'd get much from watching my own room...

Mom was going to have to be punished.

Bruce: What room is this? Doesn't look that interesting.

Not like I could get angry right away without inadvertently revealing something about myself. I couldn't have that.

Mary: It's my son's room. You didn't specify where I had to put it.

Bruce: I won't make that mistake again. You know this would displease me.

Mary: But I did what you asked...

Bruce: But you didn't behave. I was going to let you off easy after that but now...well. You brought this on yourself.

I had to think of something to make her do. Part of me started thinking really pervy thoughts, but I also didn't want to push Mom too hard too fast. True, I had a lot of power over her, but my mom was so sexually conservative that pushing her straight into something might literally drive her insane. I thought of something though.

Bruce: Since it's your son's room when he gets home, I want you to take him to where I can see both of you and make him get naked in front of you.

Almost immediately Mom replied.

Mary: How do you know my son isn't home?

Shit, I thought, now she'll be suspicious of me. I thought of something for now but knew I had to do something later so she wouldn't suspect me in the future.

Bruce: because you felt safe enough to hide a camera in his room. If I had to guess, I'd say you are completely alone in that house right now.

Ivy had a job in an office. Even though it was Sunday she was probably there. My sisters were probably out at the mall, but I wasn't sure what they did in their free time.

Mom took a long time before she responded. I think she had to take a minute before she decided that what I said made sense. I was back in control for the moment.

Mary: How am I supposed to convince my son to get naked for you?

Bruce: It's not for me. It's your punishment. And I don't care how you do it. You killed your husband and got away with it. I'm sure you can figure it out.

Then I told her to dispose of the phone in a way that no one would find it. I also told her that if she didn't give in to my demands when I told her to, I would be forced to release what I had to the police.

I threw the phone in a nearby trashcan and then drove my car to the movie theater. I couldn't be too suspicious now and had to waste enough time to make sure I wasn't the only one home when I got back.

...

When I got back, Ivy was sitting at the kitchen table, so I was right that watching a movie might help with that. I gulped when I saw her though, realizing this meant she could catch me in a compromising position with Mom. Though Mom was more than a bit naive, which is why I started with her: Mom was the practice before I turned my blackmailing on Ivy.

"Where the hell have you been?" Ivy asked with a cocked eyebrow. She was a beautiful woman and even in her business skirt, her body filled out every curve of her tight outfit, showing what a sexy woman she was underneath.

I didn't gawk long, "Out." I said simply as I hung up my coat and started walking to the next room.

"Well," Ivy spat back, "You've never just gone 'out' before." Her breasts heaved as I saw her start to get visibly angrier. "Were you with someone?"

"No, I just went out," I said simply and walked away from my stepmom without another word.

I knew that not going straight to my room was suspicious, so I just went there. I glanced at the camera just to make sure Mom put it somewhere that was actually out of sight. I was kinda proud of her for how well hidden it was.

I turned to leave. I didn't want to give Mom an easy way to get me there but she was already in my doorway. I gulped again. I was suddenly very nervous. It's one thing ordering your mother to do something over the phone, but to then have her actually do it in person was something else.

"What's up, Mom?" I said, friendly enough and swallowing all my nervousness. Mom and I had a much better relationship than me and Ivy and it would be suspicious if I was suddenly a nervous wreck.

"Um, well, um," Mom stammered as she stepped into the room. She was wearing one of her conservative outfits that covered up most of her skin, even more so than she did normally, probably because of what she was about to ask me to do.

Mom closed the door and locked it behind her. I feigned suspicion, "What are you doing, Mom?"

She took a deep breath before turning around to face me again, "I'm your mother, and as your mother, I wanted to make sure that you were growing up well like a big man." She cleared her throat, "I mean, like a big and strong man, I mean..." She trailed off.

"Well, I'm all grown up Mom, I'm nearly 21," I said cheerfully and ignorantly.

"Right," Mom said, then shook her head, "I mean, um, yeah, uh, you're right." She was blushing profusely, her angelic face turning a deep shade of crimson, "But, I mean, you're body, um..."

"What about my body?" I asked, totally oblivious.

Mom looked away from me, refusing to look at me, "I think, um, if you showed me your body I could see what a big man you've become." She didn't correct herself this time but she was practically shaking with nerves now.

Wow, I thought, maybe I pushed Mom too fast and too far already. But it was too late to go back on it now. "You want to see me naked?" I asked, dumbly.

Mom's nerves seemed to leave as she turned back to look at me. "Yes," she said nodding, "I just want to make sure you've grown up okay." Her demeanor had become much calmer. I guess me helping her along made it easier for her.

I cocked an eyebrow and looked at her as if the idea was clearly ludicrous, "But, you're my mom..." I stuttered.

Mom smiled her beautiful smile, "And that's why I should be the one to inspect you. I've seen you naked before. It's no big deal."

I still pretended to be suspicious, "I mean," I said, "I guess I can do that. But it's a bit weird isn't it?"

"Just do it, honey." Mom said simply like she was trying to get me to eat my lima beans.

"Okay..." I said as I slowly started taking my clothes off.

Mom fell silent as she watched me remove my shirt. I wasn't super muscular but I wasn't scrawny either. We do have a gym in the basement but I didn't use it as much as my moms did. I thought for a second I heard Mom gasp some as my bare chest came into view, but I figure I must have been imagining it. I then dropped my pants and stood there in my underwear. My boner was incredibly obvious.

Mom bit her lip and started shifting like she was turned on as her eyes were glued to the outline of my 9" cock in my pants. She licked her lips as she anticipated me revealing my cock to her. I couldn't believe this! Mom was turned on right now! This is an interesting development... I thought, in all my planning I never thought Mom would actually enjoy this. Hmm...

But I couldn't just take my cock out, especially now that I knew Mom wanted to see it. "Well, that good enough Mom?" I said, ignoring the fact that I had a super obvious erecting as I put my hands on my hips and did a pose like I was Superman, "I'm obviously an adult now." I pointed out.

Mom wasn't listening, "Why do you have an erection?" She asked and then gasped at herself as she realized what she was saying. She shut her eyes and turned her back to me again. "Sorry, I should-" She started to say but stopped herself. I'm sure she was about to excuse herself but remembered that "Bruce" had told her that I had to be totally naked in front of her.

I looked down at my hard-on as if I'd never had one before. I thought of just dismissing it but was loving how much this was all making Mom squirm, "Well," I said, "With such a beautiful woman in front of me, how do you expect me not to get a boner?"

Mom gasped and took a step toward the door before taking a step back. "You think I'm beautiful? Even in this?" She looked down at her conservative outfit.

"Absolutely, Mom. You're gorgeous!" I said like I couldn't help myself and then blushed as I looked away from her. I knew I was pushing her limits a bit, but I was also kind of embarrassed about admitting what I really thought.

"But, I'm your Mom, we can't-" Mom started to say but then she was interrupted by a knock on my door.

"Hey, Dan!" Ivy said from the hallway, "Is your mother in there?"

I glanced at Mom. She closed her mouth and eyes and it looked like she might be about to implode.

"No, she's not in here!" I said, "I'll let her know you're looking for her if I see her!"

"Huh? I thought she came upstairs but now I can't find her." Ivy said before I heard her walk away and down the stairs.

I looked back at Mom, she was looking much calmer now. When our eyes met, she said, "Take off your underwear." She ordered me.

I was taken aback by her boldness, "What? You want to see my erection?"

"Yes," Mom said, then gasped and said, "No! I mean, I don't want anything but to make sure everything is, um, in order. Um, with your body. And that includes, um, your penis." As she said this she became all sorts of flustered, her skin turning all sorts of shades of red.

I shrugged, "Okay!" I said happily. I knew I could have drawn it out but I let Mom suffer enough, and I was worried, just like I'm sure she was, that Ivy could be back with the house key to unlock my door if she wanted to. I pulled my underwear down and then stood up boldly, "What do you think?" I said as my erection flew free.

Mom was wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Also completely speechless as she stared at my throbbing dick. She started breathing heavily and her breasts heaved. I glanced at her jeans and I thought I saw a wet patch forming in her crotch but I might have just been imagining things.

"Um," Mom said after about a minute of us staring at each other, "I have to go." And with that she ran out of the room, unlocking the door as she ran.

I put my clothes on. It was time to start the next stage.

Well, just because you start something doesn't mean it doesn't take a while to do. Anyway, the proceeding part was sending a new package with a camera for every room and a new burner phone with my demands already in it but on a time-release so it happens when I'm at home this time. This wasn't enough to keep Mom from suspecting me, but it would throw her off the scent a little bit.

What I told Mom to do was to set up the cameras throughout the house. Just like before, to put them in places where I could see the entire room. There was one for everywhere. My sisters' room which they shared. It had two beds and was actually bigger than even my mom's room but it was so cluttered with my sister's things you couldn't tell. Not that they were messy, they just had a lot of furniture.

There was one for each bathroom, of which we had two, and the gym and laundry room in the basement. And the garage, and Mom's car, also the kitchen living and dining rooms and the office. And then I sent five more as I didn't want Mom to think I knew the layout of the house. I gave her special instructions to change the batteries once a week as well and if she missed any she would be punished.

These cameras also had microphones. I wanted to keep full tabs on everything that happened in the house now.

Day 9 Monday, April 4

After a weekend of spying on my family, it turns out a whole lot of nothin' happened in that house...

Okay, I could still watch everyone shower, which was kinda cool, though it tended to get a little steamy, literally, so I normally didn't get to see much. There wasn't much in getting more information either as conversations were somewhat sparse. I knew Mom's marriage to Ivy was strained, but I didn't know how much before then. Even when they're working out in the gym it was like the conversations you'd have with strangers on an elevator, unemotional and without intimacy.

Julie and Lana, my sisters, spent a lot of time together but spent a lot of time out of the house. Julie didn't work but had a boyfriend she spent most of her time with. Though, from the one-sided conversations I heard when she talked to him on the phone, he sounds like an entitled asshole. Lana had school and went to hang with friends most of the time. Most of the conversations they had at breakfast and dinner, it seemed, and I was already present for those.

I sent another burner phone to Mom. It was time to spice things up around there.

Day 12 Thursday, April 7

Bruce: Today, I want you to get someone to touch your son's penis. Also, keep the phone and keep it close but if anyone finds it. You know what happens.

A few minutes later, I got a return message. It was funny, I was texting in my pocket and had a small earbud in my ear to have it read any return messages to me. This was because I was sitting on the couch right next to my Mom as she watched TV. It was funny because she was using the cheap phone right in front of me as if I wouldn't notice. I pretended not to for the moment as if the commercial on the tv was riveting.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as Mom responded and the computer voice in my ear chirped, "Mary: can it be me who touches my son's penis?"

I felt my cock twitch a bit. I think I'm going to have to start pushing Mom harder... I responded quickly before Mom noticed the expanding erection in my pants.

Bruce: anyone you like.

I then looked at Mom as if it was the first time I'd seen her, "Hey Mom, what's with the old phone."

She blinked at me, seeming to consider something and I could presume what, but I think I was also in the clear for suspicious persons right then too.

"Just a dumb phone," she said as she got up from the couch and hurried out of the room.

Another chirp in my ear a second later, "Mary: why are you making me do these things?"

I wasn't sure if Mom was spying on me from the other room so I played it safe and answered in my pocket.

Bruce: Don't ask questions about me. Do it again and I'll punish you.

I thought that would be all I'd hear that day but a minute later I heard about chirp, "Mary: at least tell me why you want me to do these things with my son then?"

Bruce: I didn't choose your son. You did. When you put that first camera in his room. Your punishment is you have to show your son your breasts.

Chirp, "Mary: but that wasn't a question about you it was about my son."

Bruce: this isn't about that. I can see from the footage of your house that you were using your new phone right in front of your son. And he noticed! I've changed my mind, you have to get naked for your son. Right now.

Chirp, "Mary: what? But there are other people here."

Bruce: figure it out, you have ten minutes.

God, my cock was rock hard right then.

I wasn't sure what was about to happen but within five minutes there was a text on my phone. My actual phone, not the burner. I took it out of my other pocket.

Mom: come to the bathroom upstairs. I need you for something.

My dick twitched as I ran out of there.

I came into the bathroom which was filling with steam. Mom was taking a shower. I locked the door behind me just in case someone came snooping.

"Yeah, Mom?" I said innocently as I approached the shower. She pushed open the shower curtain and I gulped at my mother's naked beauty. I mean, I had seen her on the videos but it was nothing compared to being directly in front of the living goddess that stood before me. Her legs were toned, long and sexy. Her beautiful swollen pussy was flush with dark hair, her belly a fountain of milky skin that flowed like silk, her breasts were heavenly melons with erect pink nipples that just longed to be sucked, her face was... Conflicted.

She was staring at my crotch and breathing heavily, "I thought maybe we'd take a shower together. Like old times." She suggested as her whole body blushed in embarrassment.

"Umm, are you sure, Mom?" I had to act like I was reasonable for at least a moment, right?

Mom opened her mouth but no sound came out. She sighed then said, "please, son. I just want, umm," she looked away from me. I wondered if I was being too hard on her with my demands.

She closed the curtains, obviously upset. I wondered if I was pushing her too much as I removed my clothes, "sorry Mom," I said as I got in the shower, not doing anything to cover my erection, "I didn't mean to upset you. I'll shower with you wherever you want."

Mom stared right at my cock and kept right on looking at it like it was a snake about to bite her. I grabbed for the soap but she batted my hand away from it, "umm, let me do that for you." She said.

Mom grabbed the soap and then got on her knees in front of me. She didn't waste any time as she immediately grabbed my cock and started to soap it. Her hands moving slowly as she gripped me about the shaft and she dropped the soap and started jerking me like a slut in heat. "You have such a big penis, Dan," she moaned but then realized what she was doing, and the next thing I knew Mom had left the tub and ran out of the bathroom and into her room.

That went a lot different than I thought it would, I thought.

Day 13 Friday, April 8

I stayed up late that night. At first, I thought about confronting mom about what happened in the bathroom but she got dressed and left in her car leaving me alone with Ivy. I did some actual work too while I was considering everything as I do have an online job.

But the thing I never considered while I was making these plans originally was that Mom would actually start getting turned on by this stuff. I deduced it was one of two things if not both: 1. Mom is so sexually repressed and had done without for so long that my young cock was awakening a very horny side of her, or 2. Mom was a natural submissive.

Either way, I decided to elevate my plans some more. Let's see just how much my mother was willing to submit.

The first thing I did, as I had been doing, was reviewing the footage from the night before. It's not as time-consuming as you might expect, I usually just fast-forward everything until something happened, and then watched that long enough to know it wasn't interesting. But this time, something was interesting.

Mom came in, late, it was after I went to bed. Ivy was up at the kitchen table drinking tea and reading the paper. It was after midnight but Ivy was a bit of a night owl, even if she was also an early riser but I think she survived on taking catnaps throughout the day.

Anyway, Mom came in, and I could tell she was a little drunk, "Oh, Ivy," She sauntered over to her wife and wrapped her arms around her front from behind the chair. She tried to kiss Ivy but Ivy pulled away.

"What's gotten into you?" Ivy said, "You're drunk." She said a moment later.

Mom scoffed, "Sorry, I'm just...horny." she admitted, embarrassed. I was surprised, Mom wasn't usually that forward about anything sexual, but maybe after jerking off her son for a few seconds made her a bit more open about her sexual feelings.

Mom swayed a little as she stood there but she didn't slur her speech as so I knew she wasn't too intoxicated at that time, "Yes, I've been drinking, but I'm not drunk."

Ivy still looked at Mom suspiciously, "We haven't had sex in years." She said, "Why now all of a sudden?"

Mom scoffed and pulled out a chair to sit next to Ivy at the table, "What? I can't want to make love to the woman I married? There's nothing out of the ordinary about that."

Ivy considered Mom's face, I wasn't sure if she was admiring it or investigating it for clues, "It is though, because it's you, Mary. Where were you just now, did you meet someone else?"

"No, I-" Mom was getting flustered, and maybe horny as she seemed to recall something.

"What is it then? Come on, Mary, I can tell when you're lying to me. If it's someone else just tell me and we can-"

"I saw Daniel naked okay!" Mom practically shouted, I was surprised it didn't wake me up last night she yelled so loud. I checked the feed to my sisters' room and they were also sound asleep at the time.

Back in the kitchen, Mom had thrown her hands over her mouth, surprising even herself.

Ivy was equally surprised, "Your son?" She said, "What about your son being naked... Wait?"

Mom nodded, "It was just an accident, okay, I walked in on him in the shower and I just saw his, um, his..." Mom trailed off unwilling to continue.

"His cock." Ivy said simply, she was always a lot cruder than Mom, "Was it hard? Does he have a big one?"

"Yes, it was so hard and big and thick," Mom said dreamily, then she shook herself out of it, "Nevermind! I don't know what I'm talking about."

Ivy just blinked at her, she was hard to read right then, "Okay, okay, I guess it was kind of a lot to take in," She smirked at herself with her double entendre, "But I still can't believe that you would be a woman who was lusting after your son." She then laughed at Mom's reaction to that.

"It's not...I'm not. Oh!" Mom said, flustered completely. "I'm going to bed, do whatever you want." She was a bit peeved as she walked away from the table.

Ivy bit her lip as she watched Mom sway her hips as she walked away from her. I think she was considering following her to bed, maybe Mom admitting to her that she was turned on by her son had turned Ivy on. If it did, I guess it wasn't enough for her to follow her wife to a night of passionate lovemaking. What the fuck is wrong with you? I thought at my stepmom, One of the hottest women in the world is practically begging you to fuck her and all you can do is sit in the kitchen and drink tea!

Still, Mom admitting to Ivy that she was horny after seeing me naked had my cock hard and ready to go in my pants. I closed out of the programs and shut off my computer. I then took out my burner phone from its hiding place under the floorboards and I wrote Mom.

Bruce: do you want to fuck your son?

I knew already what she was going to say before she said it but I was going to at least tease her a little bit.

Mary: Of course not. Who would ask someone that?

Bruce: You know that now I have to punish you for asking questions about me.

Mary: That's not fair! It was a rhetorical question!

Bruce: Nevermind that for now. You seemed to enjoy touching his cock in the shower yesterday.

Mary: I only did that because you told me to. You're the pervert who likes that sort of thing.

Bruce: You didn't deny enjoying it. I heard what you said to your wife last night. I saw how horny you were after.

Mary: dammit. I keep forgetting you can hear and see everything we do.... Pervert

Bruce: Just tell me. Did you like touching your son's cock yesterday?

Mom took a minute to respond. But it was worth the wait.

Mary: truthfully, I loved every second of it. He has such a good penis. It's so large and thick. I've never noticed before recently just how much of a man Daniel has grown into.

Bruce: That was very honest.

Mary: Well, you heard Ivy last night. I don't have anyone else to talk to about it.

Bruce: So, you have sexual feelings for your son?

Mary: No. I don't. I'm just proud of his penis, which isn't something he can help anyway. God, I know he's going to want to talk to me about what happened yesterday...

Bruce: What if I told you to suck his dick?

Mary: Please don't.

Bruce: But what if I did?

Mary: Well, I'd have to go in there and suck it wouldn't I?

That made my dick twitch but that really wasn't what I was getting at.

Bruce: But would you enjoy it?

Mary: I never liked to do that with my husband. I don't know though. I haven't thought about anything like that in a very long time.

Bruce: But you wanted to have sex with your wife last night.

Mary: But she doesn't have a penis, obviously.

Bruce: So like blowjobs and shit?

Mary: Right. I don't think I would like it. No. I don't want to do anything else with my son.

I could tell I'd upset Mom. I wondered if it was because I had suggested she give me a blowjob. And then I wondered if it was because she was disgusted by the idea or because the idea turned her on.

I didn't let it bother me and instead grabbed some clothes and crossed the hall to the bathroom to shower.

When I got back, I checked where I had hidden the burner phone, under one of my floorboards in the far corner, a place people were unlikely to look, especially Mom. I was surprised to find she had written me back again.

Mary: He's my son. I'm not supposed to look at him in that way. It's almost a tragedy, almost. I guess I've been without much attention in that department for quite a while now. Daniel reacting to my body in the way he has just been rekindling a fire within me that I didn't even know was still burning.

I guess Mom doesn't have anyone else to talk to about this stuff, I thought before deciding how to reply.

Bruce: How long has it been since you had sex?

I heard Mom downstairs in the kitchen making breakfast so I didn't expect a response as soon as I got one.

Mary: A very long time, maybe four years.

I mean, I was a 20-year-old virgin, so I kinda just rolled my eyes at that.

Bruce: Do you miss it?

Mary: I didn't before all this started. Now, I don't know...

Bruce: All this blackmailing you mean?

Mary: Yeah, that...haha.

Bruce: Good to see you're taking things well.

Mary: I guess I'm just getting used to it. Thank you for listening to this old woman's problems.

Bruce: You're not old. You're a very young and passionate woman.

Mary: Aww, thanks, Bruce. I suppose you would know since you look at me in the shower.

I thought for a minute before saying this next part.

Bruce: If you ever need to talk to me again, feel free.

Mary: Haha, I just might. You're a surprisingly good listener for a blackmailer.

I smiled at that and hid the phone back in its spot. I went down for breakfast and noted that Mom was in a much better mood than she was before. She even surprised me by kissing me on my forehead after placing my food in front of me and looking me in the eyes before saying, "I'm very proud of you, Daniel, you've always been a loving son. And you've grown into a handsome man."

"Thanks, Mom," I said cheerfully like I didn't have a care in the world. Though part of me felt a little guilty right then, just a little.

Day 14 Saturday, April 9

I didn't check the phone again until the next day after I reviewed last night's footage (boring...). I figure if Mom messaged me it would be more like a blackmailer to not get back right away.

But I was still a bit surprised that Mom had messaged me again.

Mary: Weren't you going to punish me? I was bad, remember?

My jaw dropped open when I saw that. Mom wanted me to punish her. I had to do something special for her.

That day I went out to a lingerie store, and then I went to the post office and paid to fast track my package but unfortunately, it wouldn't get to Mom's house until Monday because there's no mail on Sunday.

Day 15 Sunday, April 10

It was amazingly hot on Sunday. Fuck global warming.

Anyway, there are two places near us within walking distance that we frequent fairly often. The first is a tennis court and the other is a public swimming pool. And it was so fucking hot and we didn't have air conditioning so when my older sister Juliet asked me to walk to the pool with her, I immediately agreed.

My sister Julie was super hot and I couldn't help but ogle her delicious body in her right one-piece bikini when I can down the stairs. She was like a younger version of Mom with her great tits body and black hair.

"Damn, you look hot, sis!" I said forgetting to be civil.

She was cool about it though, "haha," she laughed, "thanks but you shouldn't talk to your sister like that."

I shrugged, "well I'm sorry you look so sexy in that number." Which got another laugh out of Julie. We walked to the pool together.

It was amazingly busy because of the heat but Julie and I got to lounge in the pool for a while and cool off. I really couldn't take my eyes off her.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" She eventually asked.

"Sorry, you're just too beautiful," I told her confidently.

Julie didn't laugh this time. Instead, she bit her lower lip and blushed. Her brown eyes met mine and things felt very tense for a moment. "You know that I have a boyfriend, Dan." She said eventually and then got out of the pool, "come on. Let's go back home."

We walked home, things a bit awkward but then on the way she said to me, "you're pretty hot too in those trunks."

I smirked at her. This was a surprising turn of events. Julie was at least somewhat attracted to me. If only I had a way to blackmail her...

Day 16 Monday, April 11

It was the perfect day for Mom's lingerie to come. It was only me and her in the house. I wanted her to put on a show for me.

I watched her on the camera as she saw the package. She took it to her room and opened it. Inside was a frilly French maid uniform that I purposely made sure was just a little too small for her. She picked it up and held it in front of her like she didn't know what it was she was looking at. A moment later, Mom dropped it on her bed as her face flushed red. She knew who it was from and why it was there.

I texted her a moment later before she could leave the room.

Bruce: do you like your new gift?

Mary: of course not! I would never wear something like this!

Bruce: never say never. Put it on.

On-screen, she went back to it on her bed and held it up in front of her, considering the sexy maid uniform.

Mary: I don't think it will fit me.

Bruce: it probably won't. I didn't ask for your measurements so I just guessed from the videos. Don't wear a bra or panties when you put them on.

Mom scowled at the hidden camera when she read that message since she knew where it was. This made me smile, I kinda loved watching her squirm.

She removed her clothes quickly and I think wanted to get in the other outfit just as fast to hide her body from view as long as possible. But the maid outfit confused her for a moment and as she considered it I got a very good look at my mother's sexy body. I could tell from her hard nipples and swollen pussy that this was turning her on greatly. I wondered if she liked to be watched.

Mom finally found the zipper in the back and squeezed into the sexy outfit. The top was a corset and she squeezed her tits into it but it was so tight her tit-flesh stuck out the sides obscenely. Also, the skirt was so short that you could see her whole ass in the back and her pussy in the front. Mom cringed when she saw herself in the mirror and when she noticed that her ass and pussy were on display she tried to pull the skirt down. When that didn't work, she started trying standing at different angles and found the only thing she could do was bend over so her pussy at least couldn't be seen but every time she did it at least one of Mom's tits popped out.

Bruce: how do you like it?

Mom considered herself in the mirror again before answering.

Mary: It's too small. My butt and vagina can be seen. My tits keep popping out. I don't think I like it at all.

Bruce: you look really sexy in it.

Mom looking at herself in the mirror.

Mary: Well, I'm guessing you're a man because only a man would think such a thing.

Bruce: Don't presume things about me. I'll have to punish you more now. Go to your son.

Mary: What?! In this outfit?!

I glanced at the screen and saw that Mom was gritting her teeth as she looked between the burner phone and the mirror. I also noticed that the skin of her legs nearest her pussy was getting wetter.

I wasn't sure if I was pushing Mom too hard or not, so I decided to give her a choice for a change. Let her decide her fate.

Bruce: Either go to him in that outfit, pretend you are only there to clean his room, or, change into whatever you want, but tell him to jerk off all over your face.

Mom had to sit on her bed, I couldn't tell if she was shocked or so turned on she couldn't stand anymore. I was guessing a mix of the two.

Mary: I can't do either of those. I've already been avoiding my son since the last thing you had me do to him. At this point, I'm sure he thinks I'm trying to sleep with him. And that just can't happen. I'll turn myself into the police first!

Shit, I thought, I'm pushing too hard. Then again, she's probably bluffing. At the same time I knew I didn't want to push her too hard or too fast because if she was willing to turn herself in, well, that would end everything. But I thought of another way to punish her and a new way to play with Mom in general.

Bruce: the third option, go into your son's room and tell him you want to sleep with him.

Mary: what!?

Bruce: you have one hour.

I then hid my phone again and closed down my computer. Partly, I wanted Mom to surprise me with what she did, though I figured she'd take the easy out, mostly I just wanted to make sure everything was hidden before Mom came in there.

I waited on my bed, casually reading a book. But after half an hour my phone buzzed, my normal phone...

Mom: Hey Danny, just thought I'd tell you that sometime in the future, we can sleep in the same bed if you want. Just like a mother and son thing. I miss mothering you is all.

I rolled my eyes, Jesus Christ, you give an inch and they take a mile.

I waited until the hour was up, just in case. Before I dug up the phone and texted Mom again.

Bruce: times up and I don't see you in your son's room

Mary: I told him we could sleep together through text. Just sleep nothing else. What? That's what you said.

I knew I had to do something to get that was humiliating now. Mom was becoming very resistant.

I also realized that Mom might be getting suspicious that it's me. And maybe that's why she was being so resistant. I knew I had to make it different this time.

Bruce: tonight, when both your daughters are in their room. I want you to go in there in your maid outfit. No bra or panties. You must make sure that both your daughters are awake when you come in.

Mary: You can't possibly think I'm going to go through with that?

Bruce: You have until tomorrow.

Day 17 Tuesday, April 12

Though I heard some of this last night, who can sleep knowing something like that is going on in the room next to you, it's probably easiest to just tell you what happened when I reviewed the footage.

Mom waited until Ivy was asleep so it was nearly 2 in the morning before she got out of bed. She removed her nightwear and was wearing her maid outfit underneath which I thought was sexy that she was hiding it in this way.

She tiptoed it into the hall and passed my first to my sisters' room. It was dark but the cameras were equipped with night vision so I had no trouble seeing her in the green hue.

Mom opened my sister's doorway which they rarely locked and it was open a crack. She opened the door and turned on the light.

I noticed and I'm guessing she did too, that Julie and Lana's eyes opened right away at the sudden light but they quickly began pretending they were sleeping. Mom came in and began pretending she was dusting. She reached up to a shelf and surprised be because she started humming like it was a normal activity. I mean, that is what I told her to do but it was weird when you could see her pussy and ass clearly as she stretched up to reach the top.

Something else surprised me and that's that both my sisters were watching Mom. They'd open their eyes and ogle her but when she turned to face them they'd pretend they were asleep again. Something else and that's that there was movement coming from underneath both their blankets. Very suspicious movement...

Holy shit! Not one but both my sisters are masturbating to Mom's slutty outfit! What the fuck?! This was a very interesting development. I never imagined either Lana or Juliet would look at Mom sexually like that.

But then, just as I heard last night, Ivy walked in the room, she took one look at Mom and shouted, "just what the fuck is going on here!?"

Mom looked like a deer in the headlights, "Oh, I umm, was just dusting..." she mumbled lamely.

"Dressed like that? What the fuck, Mary!? That's obviously something you bought for someone else! And don't you try to deny it!" Ivy was more pissed than I think I'd ever seen her, and I've seen her angry quite a bit considering I'm probably her least favorite living person.

"Why because you refuse to touch me anymore?" Mom spat back which shut Ivy right the fuck up. Mom ignored Ivy's expression or that her daughters had stopped pretending to be asleep, it's hard when someone is screaming in your room, and she walked out of the room.

Ivy went back downstairs and watched something on TV. Mom went back to get room and I think she actually looked kind of proud of herself for standing up to Ivy as she changed back into her pajamas, removing the lingerie first this time.

After Ivy left my sisters room, they stayed up for just a bit.

"I saw you jilling off to Mom," Julie said to Lana, making our younger sister gasp.

"What? I wasn't!"

"Uh-huh," Julie said sarcastically.

"I really didn't," Lana was usually pretty innocent and acted as a good girl, she got that from our mom, always wanting to do what was right. Her masturbating at all was kind of surprising to me. She acted like she didn't know the first thing about sex most of the time.

"It's okay Lana, don't worry about it," Juliet said as she got out of bed to shut off the light. As she got back in the bed, "Mom's really hot, I guess I never noticed before."

This made Lana gasp again but that was the end of their conversation before they both went back to sleep.

As the footage ended, I considered this. The one thing I decided was that it was time to start blackmailing Ivy as well. I didn't want her interfering with my plans again.

Later that day I sent an email to Ivy, she was at work and would probably be there until late into the evening. It was a very similar email to the one I sent my mother, just to tell her about the evidence and make her comply.

It only took about an hour for her to email back just the words "yes."

I smiled, this is going to be too easy.

Day 18 Wednesday, April 13

Mom was away from the house, Ivy, conveniently, was working from home that day. These things were not mutually exclusive. Lana and Julie were out Lana at school, Julie with her boyfriend.

And I had plans.

Since we were home alone, I just said fuck it put one of my extra burner phones into a package, and left it on the porch addressed to Ivy. She found it not ten minutes later. And I texted her immediately after that.

Bruce: I assume you know who I am.

Ivy: The little shit blackmailing me.

I smiled, I knew Ivy was smarter than I gave her credit.

Bruce: Well, you know the rules. Do exactly what I tell you to do and I won't need to turn you into the police.

Ivy: Fuck you.

Bruce: That may happen if you're a good girl.

Ivy: Seriously, fuck you.

Bruce: And now I'm going to have to punish you. Your stepson is at home.

Ivy: And how would you know that?

Bruce: Don't ask questions about me or I'll punish you even more.

Ivy: Fine, what do you want me to do then? Go upstairs and fuck my stepson? You fucking pervert.

Bruce: Well, now you've gone and pissed me off, you know what I'm going to have you do now? Go upstairs, find your stepson, rip his clothes off and

Before I could finish typing my sentence and hit send, the door to my room suddenly burst open and Ivy rushed in and practically tackled me to grab the burner phone I was typing with, out of my hands. She saw the conversation and what I'd been typing.

"Jesus fucking Christ, you little fucking pervert!" Ivy laughed at me, "haha, I always knew you were a good for nothing little piece of shit, you-"

Ivy pissed me off so much I pushed her up against the wall. Our faces were right up next to each other, I could feel her breath on my lips. I looked her in the eyes, she looked scared, "Fuck you cunt!" I shouted, unconcerned since no one else was there, "You've been nothing but a fucking bitch to me my whole life! But now the tables have turned bitch! I have everything against you! You have to do what I say!"

She snarled at me, "Why? Or you're going to turn me, your Mom, and one of your aunts into the police? Somehow I doubt you cared about your father that much-"

I leaned into her a bit harder which shut her up but I don't think I was hurting her... Yet. "Dad deserved what he got! But I don't think the police would agree. But something I think is just how Julie and Lana are going to look at you after I show them that you murdered their dad."

Unlike me, Ivy had a great relationship with my sisters. She tightened up, frightened that I might tell them. "you wouldn't!" She said as she spat in my face.

I pretended it didn't concern me, "I would and I have enough evidence that I could make it look like you acted alone. I know that won't work with the cops but with your stepdaughters, well..." I let the implication hang in the air. She looked at me like the monster I think I may have been becoming but she stopped struggling so I let her go.

"You're evil." She said weakly.

"I don't care what you call me, bitch," I said, "take off your clothes and let me look at you," I ordered.

Ivy jerked her head at that. My request took her completely by surprise. "You can't be fucking-"

"I am completely serious Ivy!" I shouted but then sat on the bed and calmly stated, "And while you're removing your clothes, why don't you tell me about why you and Mom don't fuck anymore."

She sneered at me, "How the fuck do you know that?"

I smirked, "Oh come on, you were shouting so much last night I woke up. I heard what you and Mom said. So why don't you fuck her? She obviously wants it."

Ivy was silent as she removed her "work-from-home outfit," a loose-fitting t-shirt, and a pair of sweatpants. She took it all off quickly just to get it out of the way. She stood in her underwear as I smiled and admired her tone limbs and belly. She stood up straight and scowled at me. "Well," she said, angrily, "like what you see?" Her words dripping with sarcasm.

"I do," I admitted honestly, "you're a very sexy woman, Ive." I had never called her that before.

I think it saw a hint of a smile on my stepmother's face when I said that but that quickly transformed into a scowl, "can I leave now?"

"The rest of it," I ordered as I motioned to her underwear.

"God," Ivy scoffed, "You are such a fucking pervert, I can't even believe it." But as she said it she reached behind her and undid her bra and dropped it to the ground, revealing her DD breasts. She then dropped her panties and stood up. She put an arm over her breasts and her other hand in front of her snatch as she blushed and refused to look at me. "That good enough you little shithead."

I stood, "Lower your arms," I commanded her. I took a step closer to her.

Ivy looked at me very nervous, she did as commanded and as she did she glanced down at my body and gasped when she saw the hard dick in my pants. How could I not be erect right then with such a beautiful woman in front of me? Even if she was my stepmother, she was sexy as fuck.

As she removed her hands I could tell this situation was turning her on by how hard her nipples were and her pussy was wet and swollen too. I got on my knees for a moment to look at Ivy's cunt from up close, it was the first pussy I got to see this way and I took advantage of it. I saw Ive tense up, probably wondering if I was about to touch her labia or something but I only looked examined her slit, "You have a beautiful pussy." I said.

"Um, thanks..." Ivy mumbled, obviously the situation was getting to her and she was softening a bit, "That's not something you should say to your stepmom though."

I stood up again, "I want you to shave your pussy." I commanded Ivy as I looked her in the eyes, "I want to see your cunt again right after."

Ivy just stood there, swaying her hips back and forth, I wasn't sure what she was thinking but I knew she wasn't listening to me, "Did you fucking hear me, slut?" I commanded.

"Uhm," Ivy shook her head, "Yeah, shave, whatever." She said, dreamily. I wondered if me controlling her was turning her on or if it was more the situation she was being put in. Either way, it was pretty obvious my stepmom was horny.

She reached to grab her clothes but I took ahold of her wrist to stop her, "What are you doing? You can have those back when you do as I ask."

Ivy blinked at me, but then scowled, "Fine you little fucker, I can't believe this shit!" She cursed a few more obscenities before walking across the hall naked and shutting herself in the bathroom.

I sat on my bed after deciding not to watch her as she shaved. I knew I could push her harder than Mom, Ivy obviously didn't have as many hangups as my mother did, but I knew if I went too hard and too fast with this Ivy could do anything. I was pretty upset actually, though I didn't want to show it in front of my stepmother, that she caught onto me so quickly. I was going to have to be much more dominant with her to put her in her place.

Ivy came back naked and I smiled at her recently shaved pussy lips. "Wow," I said as she walked over.

Ivy bent down to grab her clothes but I simply said, "No. Not until I get to look at you again."

Ivy sneered but didn't say anything as she stood up again. I knew she was probably imagining ways she could murder me, as she had my dad, but I had plans for that.

I got down on my knees again and looked at her pussy, "Spread your cunt for me," I ordered.

"You know, I could tell your mom all about this," Ivy said instead of doing what I ordered.

"You know if you do that I'm going to punish you," I said to her, her pussy twitched, I was inches away from it, so now I knew for sure, Ivy was getting turned on by me ordering her around! This was a great development. "You can put your clothes on now."

"Good, thank god," Ivy spat as she grabbed her clothes from the ground. She turned to leave but I told her to stay as she dressed.

Ivy scowled at me but I didn't care. I told her some things while she dressed, "First off, you won't tell anyone about this. If I make you do something you will never mention that I'm making you do it and, unless I tell you otherwise, you won't mention my involvement at all."

Ivy pulled up her panties and said, "Whatever."

"Good, two, don't think you can kill me like you did my dad. If I don't log in to my computer at least once a week it will send out a signal to release all the evidence I have to the police, which I keep somewhere secret that isn't anywhere near here."

Ivy put her bra back on and said, "I would never even dream of killing you. What sort of mother would I be if I did that?" Totally sarcastic.

"Step-mother," I added, just to make her cringe, "And thirdly, every morning you will wake me up when you wake up," even though she was a night owl, Ivy woke up earlier than anyone else. I didn't like the idea of waking up so early but this was more for Ivy than for me, "I will give you more instructions then."

She cocked her eyebrow but didn't say anything else as she finished dressing. Ivy stormed out of my room after that.

The rest of the day was fairly normal, though Ivy kept giving me dirty looks throughout the day she couldn't say anything after my sisters came home. Mom didn't come back until very late and she was very drunk and just stumbled off to bed.

Day 19 Thursday, April 14

I woke up to Ivy lightly tapping my shoulder, "Wake up, Dan." She said. She didn't seem angry, which I thought was odd.

I opened my eyes and looked up at her, she was already dressed to leave for work. "You're awake, good, I did what you wanted."

I looked at her outfit, "You got dressed first," I said, "I told you to wake me as soon as I woke up."

Ivy scowled, "Fuck you. I woke you up. Now I have to leave for work."

"Ah, so you woke me up right before you left." I explained, starting to feel a bit angry as I sat up on my bed, "you know I have to punish you now."

Ivy let out the smallest gasp and looked away from me as her face blushed, this idea was obviously turning her on, "Fuck you." She said defiantly though, "You're such a little shit. You get any power at all and you do shit like this."

I smiled at her but there was no passion behind it, "Take off your panties."

She scoffed, "That's it?"

"Take them off for the whole day." I said, "I'll know if you put another pair on too. Don't think I won't."

Ivy rolled her eyes at me, "It's not like I haven't done that before." She took her panties off under her skirt and then threw them at me.

I caught them in the air and brought them up to my nose, it had a very pungent smell, "These are wet," I said as I took them away from my face, "I think you're getting turned on by your son ordering you around, Ive." I loved using her nickname as an insult.

"Step-son." She spat, "I have to go to work, jerk off in my panties or whatever, I don't like that pair anyway." Ivy then stormed out of my room.

I smelled her panties again but I didn't jerk off into them. I rarely jerked off despite being a virgin. I hid them under my pillow as I combed the footage from the night before and then went to take my morning shower.

After a couple of hours, I drove to check on my stepmother at her office. I wanted to make sure she still wasn't wearing panties, but I had another reason to go as well.

When I got there, I walked straight to her office. She was in charge of her department at her business firm, which is why Mom never had to work. Ivy wasn't there, probably out to lunch, which was good. It allowed me to hide the camera I brought there. I was going to figure out what Ivy did after work, one way or the other.

I waited until Ivy came back, she was surprised to see me, "What are you doing here?" She said as she came in, closing the door behind her.

"I wanted to check on you," I said simply. I got up so she could sit at her desk, I pulled up another chair beside her.

"Well, I'm still alive. You can go now." Ivy sneered.

I smirked, "You know that's not what I mean."

She took an angry breath and then twisted her chair to face me. She spread her legs, which caused her skirt to hike up some and I could see her shaved pussy, "Happy now?" She said as she went to move her chair back.

I put a hand on her leg to stop her, "No, let me look at you." I said softly but authoritatively.

She took a breath as she stopped moving. Ivy looked at me. Her face was expressionless, but as I stared at her bare pussy, I could tell she was getting wet. Ivy liked me ordering her around. I've read that people in positions of power were secretly very submissive in private because no one treats them dominantly in their day-to-day lives. I wondered if that was true for Ivy.

My hand was still on her leg and I started slowly rubbing her calf. She had strong muscles and soft skin, it was a sexy combination, "I love how your leg feels." I told her. "So sexy."

Ivy breathed a hefty sigh, her horniness building, but she seemed to remember this wasn't supposed to be pleasurable for her as she then scowled and said, "Like I give a fuck what you think. Get out of here."

I squeezed her leg, hard. She squealed slightly as I hurt her, "You don't get to tell me what to do." I told her. I did let go of her leg after that though and she turned back to her desk but kept her eyes aligned with mine, "I'll see you at home, I'm going to make sure you still don't have panties on then too."

When I came home, only Lana was there doing her homework. She wore conservative clothes, but even with her baggy outfit, I could still see how sexy her ass was and how firm her large breasts were. I knew she only kept her body hidden for Mom's sake, even though our sister, Julie, had long since stopped giving a fuck. Still, I kinda wished she would loosen up, and I was already coming up with ways to make her. It's too bad she didn't help kill Dad though, that would have made things a hell of a lot easier...

I hung out in my room until Ivy came back home. She came straight to my room, which made me happy, but I couldn't show that to her. "Sit," I ordered pointing at my very comfy video game chair.

Ivy sat and spread her legs, facing me, without me ordering her to do so. "Still no panties," I complimented, "I guess you've been good today. Though don't ever forget to wake me up when I tell you to again."

Ivy bit her lip, she wasn't even trying to hide that she was horny right then. "Is there anything else you need me to do?" She asked, her voice quivering.

I smirked, this was going to be easier than I expected, "Well," I said, as I took something out of my pocket, "You may have followed my orders but you haven't been a very good girl, after all, today, have you?" My camera caught something that was very incriminating that day. Sometime after I left, my Aunt Olivia came to visit her. She was my mom's sister and married to my Aunt Yuki. The photo I printed out was a very passionate kiss between Olivia and Ivy.

Ivy gasped, then realized, "You little shit! You placed a camera in my office!"

I smiled, "Of course I did, you didn't think I wasn't going to keep tabs on you didn't I? Oh, and when you find it, make sure you change the batteries once a week."

"Why the fuck would I do that?" Ivy spat, obviously forgetting her place.

"Because if you don't I will punish you. It will be humiliating and if you keep disobeying not only can I show my sisters that you killed our dad, I can show my mom that her wife is cheating on her with her own sister! Your marriage is already in shambles, what more will you have after that?" I knew I had her right where I wanted her. This added more for Ivy to lose than Mom, and I had more control over her than before.

Ivy closed her eyes tightly, I think she was holding back tears. After a minute she opened them again but refused to look at me, "I'll do whatever you want." She said meekly.

"I thought you might see things my way," I said with a smirk. I pointed at the picture on the bed next to me, "Is this why you won't fuck Mom anymore?"

Ivy opened her mouth, then closed it again. She looked at me then. Ivy was miserable, "No, well, not exactly." She sighed and turned away again, her red hair flowing around her pretty face, "It was your father. After we, well, you know what we did," she blushed, not wanting to admit to her own involvement, "Well, it was really hot for a while after that. Sex was practically a way of life for a while." She sighed again, "But that started to fade until, well, it just felt like every time I was with Mary, all it did was remind me of what we did and it was like I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror. Your dad was horrible, but killing him was still wrong. I don't know..."

Ivy got up, not wanting to say anymore, and walked out of the room. Part of me wanted to make her stay, another part of me wanted to go after her and comfort her, but I did neither. I knew it took her a lot to admit that to me, even if I was forcing her to. I still had compassion for her, either way.

Day 20 Friday, April 15

Ivy woke me up in her pajamas, her hair was a mess, she had come straight to my room when she woke up, "You're hot when you get out of bed." I told her as I looked up into her beautiful eyes.

"Thanks," Ivy sighed, "I hope I was a good girl this time." She said that sarcastically.

"I think we both know you're not a good girl," I said snidely, "I think you should have sex with Mom tonight."

She sneered, "Why? Just to get your rocks off while you watch us?"

"Maybe," I admitted, "But after what you told me yesterday, I think it's the least you could do for her. I don't care what she makes you think of, you married her for a reason, and Jesus Christ she's hot!"

"I know but you're a guy." She said, "You'd fuck anything with a pulse."

I got out of bed then and stood next to her. I was only in my boxers and my cock was hard with morning wood, "I'd fuck Mom in a heartbeat." I told her. She scoffed at that, "But I think you should tonight, it might, at least, keep Mom from staying out late drinking at least."

"I'll think about it." She said, "Is that all? Are we done here?"

I shrugged, I took another step towards her. My dick was nearly poking her belly through my underwear. "Are we?" I asked her.

Ivy blinked her beautiful green eyes. She glanced down at my dick. She looked back up at my face, her gaze lingering on my lips before meeting my eyes again, "I...I don't know." She stammered meekly, her legs seeming weak.

I took another step forward and embraced my stepmother. Her lips met mine and she kissed me. She practically chewed my lip before sticking her tongue into my mouth. We Frenched for a minute, at least, and I reached down and grabbed her ass. Ivy surprised me, this woman was just full of those it seemed, as she reached between us and grabbed my dick with both hands through my underwear. She moaned into my mouth as she jerked me. Her hand reached into my boxers and fished my cock out.

But then we heard the sound of one of my sisters getting up from the room next to us and she let go of my dick, we stopped kissing, and moved away from each other. I think both of us were surprised by what just happened. After we heard whoever it was, went downstairs, Ivy left the room.

This was a very surprising turn of events...

I texted Ivy once she got back from work to come to my room. She didn't delay and was there within a minute, "what?" Ivy asked, annoyed.

I looked her up and down, it was a more conservative outfit than she normally wore. One of those women's pants suits that were a particularly drab shade of grey. I wondered if she was trying to cover herself up so I couldn't gawk at her.

What's with the ugly outfit?" I said, amused, "This doesn't please me."

"Ha," She said, "I don't dress with you in mind."

I stood and took a step towards her. Ivy gulped, probably remembering what happened that morning but she stood her ground for the moment. "Drop your pants," I ordered.

Ivy sneered at me, "No."

God, she was pissing me off, "Don't you dare talk back to me slut," I said in an even tone but letting my anger show in my face, "I can ruin your whole life in a heartbeat and in multiple ways. What do you think would happen if I showed that picture of you sucking face with my aunt to Mom? Or Julie? Don't disobey me again or I'm going to make you pay in ways that aren't just humiliating."

Ivy blinked, and her body shivered just a bit. Perhaps out of fear but I could tell me being dominant with her was turning her on by how she slowly and sexily slid her pants down her waist and let them drop to her feet. She stood still, her arms at her side. She was wearing a sexy black pair of panties underneath.

This made me smile like the devil, "You disobeyed me. I told you not to wear panties."

Ivy was surprised, "That was yesterday..." She said weakly. I got the feeling she was just playing along but her helplessness was turning me on.

I smirked at her, "I didn't specify the date!" Even though I did. "Remove them and then go throw away all your panties. You won't need them anymore."

She didn't move, "oh come on Danny, don't be ridiculous."

I took another step towards her so that our noses were almost touching. Ivy started breathing heavier but didn't move. "Stop talking back to me or I'll make you walk around naked for the rest of the day. Now do what I told you to."

Ivy looked thoughtful for a second but then took her pants off, took her panties off, and then put her pants back on. She walked out of the door. I watched from my computer as she got the trash bag from the kitchen. She came back to her room and cleared all the panties out of her dresser drawer as I asked but leaving all her bras.

She then threw them in the trash can outside the house and got in her car and drove away.

Ivy was gone for the rest of the day so she didn't fuck Mom like I wanted her to. Mom came home late and drunk anyway.

Day 21 Saturday, April 16

Ivy still wasn't back and Julie and Lana left early. But Mom stayed home for a change. I found her in the gym.

I'd been leaving Mom alone as a blackmailer for a bit. And by how much she'd been avoiding everyone and out drinking, she probably needed a break. Still, I wanted to talk to her face to face about what's been going on, "hey Mom," I said as I came in the room.

Mom almost jumped from the exercise bike she was working out on. She stopped peddling and looked at me with an almost scared look on her face, "Oh, Dan!" She said, "I didn't know anyone else was here. I'm, um."

As I got closer I saw why she was nervous. She was only wearing her one-piece swimsuit and the sweat from her body was causing it to hug her body like it did when she got out of the pool. Mom's tits and camel toe was clearly on display. I did everything in my power to keep my eyes met with Mom's but it was difficult, "Mom, I was just looking for you."

She got off the bike and threw her hands up in frustration, "Well, you found me."

She was obviously upset, I hoped this didn't mean that Ivy had told her I was blackmailing her somewhere out of the house where I couldn't hear or see. Still I played the concerned son, "Sorry," I said, "I can come back if-"

"No, it's okay." Mom interrupted me, "I'm sorry. I've been out drinking like a lush. Things have been extra frustrating lately. Not to mention I'm hungover and I just wanted to work it off." She sighed, her breasts heaving, "what do you need?"

"Well, I wanted to talk to you..." I pretended to be embarrassed, "I mean, what happened in the shower and then you said you wanted to, uh, sleep with me. It's kind of confusing me..." I trailed off.

I figured Mom would get embarrassed and apologize and then I could push her a little. But instead she surprised me. She had a thoughtful look and then grabbed me and pulled me into the gyms locker room. She then took me into the showers and turned them on but we stood outside of the spray in our clothes.

"I have to tell you something," she said in a low voice, "and I should be quick before they get suspicious."

"What is it Mom?" I asked in a low voice as if I was playing along but inside I was kinda freaking out.

"I'm being blackmailed..." and then Mom told me what I already knew, completely skipping why details about why she was being blackmailed, of course, "... And they made me put cameras everywhere. But I think Bruce, that's his fake name he gave me, but it could be a woman, but he forgot about this room and I don't think he can hear us from the next room with the showers on." Mom took a breath after speaking non-stop for a minute straight, "I just don't know who to turn to. I don't know if you can help but I just want you to know I'm not trying to be a bad Mom!!"

"So this person has been making you do these things?" I asked, "you didn't want, umm..." I trailed off.

"Right, just him. I would never want to see your beautiful hard penis again. My son's hard penis..." she suddenly turned and walked out of the room before we could talk any further.

The last thing I expected was Mom to tell me someone was blackmailing her but this was a very interesting development. I would have to adjust my plans accordingly.

About an hour later I texted Mom as Bruce.

Bruce: you took your son somewhere I couldn't see? How is that possible?

Mary: I don't know what you're talking about.

Bruce: you know exactly what I'm talking about. You will add one of those extra cameras there by tomorrow morning. Also, for punishment you can either give your son a massage while he's naked or he can give you a massage while you're naked. Better hurry, time is ticking before someone else comes home...

Then I hid the phone unsure what Mom would do after telling me and getting more orders from her blackmailer.

What did happen was about ten minutes later a new camera came on my feed in the gyms showers. And about five minutes after that she texted me normally.

Mom: the blackmailer messaged me just now...

Dan: what did he say?

Mom: I don't want to tell you.

Dan: what could he possibly have on you, mom, to make you do these things?

Mom: umm, he said I need to give you a handjob.

My heart skipped a beat. Mom just upped the ante by herself! She must have really wanted to touch my cock again...

Dan: wow, really? What are you going to do?

Mom: well I guess I have to don't I? You don't want to know what would happen if I didn't...

Dan: what is it Mom? What's this person have on you?

Mom: I'll come to you, how about that? Remember not to mention the blackmailer or any of that okay?

I gulped, not believing this was about to happen. Mom came down the hall to me and opened the door. She smiled, embarrassed, as she walked over to my bed.

"I hope this is okay, son," she looked me in the eye, her lips wondering. Mom was horny as hell. I guess I lucked out with Ivy not fucking her yesterday.

"Anything I have to do," I said, "...to help, I mean."

Mom took a breath, "you should probably take off your clothes." She said.

I once feel into a river at 20 below and even then I've never gotten all my clothes off as quickly as I did then.

Mom got on her knees in front of the bed where I sat. She kicked her lips hungrily as she starts at my hard cock in front of her, "you have such a big dick, I mean, penis." She gulped as she pensively reached a hand out and gripped my big dick around the shaft, "I love how it feels in my hand." She gasped softly.

Mom put another hand on my big balls and fondled them as she began slowly jerking me. She'd obviously done this before, "that feels good Mom," I said to her.

She smiled up at me with delight, "well, you know I wasn't always married to a woman," she said, "I used to give a lot of these..."

"Handjobs you mean," I said.

Mom blushed but tightened her grip, "yeah, that." She giggled a little bit then got into jerking me off she brought her hand up to my cockhead to smear my precum around and use it as a lubricant. She moved her other hand from my balls and jerked me off with both arms while moaning, "cum for me, cum for mommy!"

That was all it took and I unleashed my load straight at my mother's face. I came like a racehorse, it was the main reason I didn't jerk off much, just too much time for cleanup. But I came and my mother moaned as she came too and I covered her face hair along with her outfit with my jizz. She looked like the bukkake queen when I had finished.

"Holy shit Dan!" Mom said up to me as cum continuously spilled down her body and on my floor, "do you always cum like that!"

"Pretty much, yeah," I said.

She looked down, "and you're still hard!" She shook her head, "how..." she didn't finish her thought as we heard the front door open downstairs as someone had come back home.

Mom sprinted into the bathroom and took a very long shower where, I knew from the footage, she masturbated several times.

Things were back on track with her and progressing even better than I'd hoped.

Mom surprised me again when after she showered she came back in my room. I figured she was just going to hide again but in just her robe she walked in and she gave me a hug.

"Thank you, Dan," she whispered, probably so the camera wouldn't hear, "thank you for helping me deal with this problem I have."

I wrapped my arms around her sexy back as I held my mom close to me. My erection had gone away but I could feel it coming back as her body pressed into mine. I thought about moving my hands to her ass but choose not too as I felt it would be too much. "I love you Mom," I told her and I meant it even if I was doing this awful stuff to her, "I'm sorry this is happening to you," that one I didn't mean so much, "and I'll gladly help you with this in the future."

She breathed a sign of relief, then she broke the high but only enough so she could kiss me. It was brief and there wasn't tongue but it was fast from motherly. "Thank you my son," she whispered, hugging me choose again, "hopefully whoever it is will be satisfied with what we've done already." I got the impression from her voice Mom was half going that he'd tell her to do something else.

She left the room and I locked the door before getting my phone from the floorboards. With how things were moving with Mom right then, I thought about telling her to do something else with me but that might look suspicious.

Bruce: you did well. I'll reward you soon.

Mary: I can't wait...

I couldn't be sure if Mom was being sarcastic or not.

I checked the cameras to see who was home and smirked when I saw it was Ivy.

I met her in the kitchen where she was putting away groceries, "you never buy food." I pointed it to her, "what gives?"

She scowled at me but that made me smirk, she was beautiful when she was angry, "I'm going to make a romantic dinner for your Mom and fuck her like you wanted." She started putting the food in the cupboards.

"I told you to do that last night." I told her, "change of plans. Keep being your normal cheating self and don't be romantic with Mom at all."

She looked at me suspiciously, "Oh, and here I was thinking you just might be trying to be nice to someone else." Ivy said sarcastically.

"Not gonna happen," I spat, "but tonight when everyone else is asleep, you'll come to my room and you'll come naked."

She closed her eyes and stopped breathing for just a second but then Ivy sneered at me, "You are such a weak piece of shit."

I roughly grabbed her shoulder and turned her to face me. Her look of anger changed to one of a strained lust as I reached under her shirt and rubbed two fingers against her pussy. She was soaking wet already, "Jesus Christ Ivy, you are so fucking turned on already just thinking about it aren't you? You love feeling powerless don't you?"

I rubbed her clit some more and she gasped, holding back a moan, "That, ugh, had nothing to, oh, do with you."

I stopped playing with her cunt and took a step back, I held my fingers up for her to see, her pussy juices dripping off them obscenely. Then I shoved both fingers into my mouth and slowly sucked them clean, "you taste delicious Mom." I never called her that and it visually turned her on.

Ivy turned back to the counter though all the groceries were away now. She couldn't say anything and didn't want to face me. Pleased, I left her there too stew.

That night I waited. I wanted to fuck Ivy but I also knew if I fucked her and came within seconds she'd basically have something to hold over my head too and that's the last thing I wanted.

So when Ivy came, completely naked, I knew what we were going to do, we were going to increase my stamina. Ivy flipped the light on once she came in the room.

She was gorgeous, her ass looked soft as silk and when she turned to face me her breasts were perfect and her pussy was wet. I knew this turned her on.

I looked at her cunt. "Hair is starting to grow back. I thought I told you to keep your pussy shaved." I said authoritatively.

"Fuck you Dan, that's not-"

I quickly crossed the room to get so I was right in her face, making Ivy shut her mouth, "You're going to start being nicer to me." I whispered to her roughly, "And when we're alone like we are now, you will refer to me as 'sir' or 'master.'"

Ivy's lip quivered and I knew this was turning her on, but she still looked at me angrily and said, "You are such as evil little shit, no one wants to fuck you so you're torturing your stepmother instead."

I reached forward and pinched both her nipples roughly, Ivy yelped, a bit loudly but she got so horny she fell to her knees, "Ahh, ooh," She moaned as she fell to her knees.

"Fuck you," She said up to me. As I let go of her breasts and started dropping my pants. She stared at my dick as it popped out of my boxers, it was now facing right towards her face. Ivy licked her lips with desire, even if she seemed angry, I knew she was getting off on this at the same time.

Fuck you, sir," I corrected her, "Now, slut, jerk me off."

She glanced up at my face, she was angry, but she didn't say anything as she reached forward and took my dick in both her hands, "Jesus Christ, Dan," She moaned softly, "you are incredibly hard for me."

She started slowly jerking me with both her hands, "That feels good, Ivy." I said as I moaned softly too.

"You're a fucking creep for making me do this," She said up to me but only jerked me harder, "What a fucking horrible little creep. I can't believe what a pervert you've become and to think I help raise you. What a perverted little shit."

She was misbehaving but she was still jerking me, I felt like cumming already, which made me cringe at myself in the mirror. I didn't want to cum too soon and I needed to learn to hold my load back, something I was doing right then by tensing up every muscle in my body but even then I could feel my orgasm building quickly. "Stop," I ordered her.

But she didn't stop, "Fuck you, I have your big dick in my hands and fuck you if I'm doing what you want anymore. I hope you cum. I hope you cum all over my body. I bet a little pervert like you would like that. Cumming all over your stepmom's body, what a fucking horrible motherfucker!"

She was getting kind of loud but her words were too much for me and I felt my cocks tightened and I bit my tongue so I didn't yell out and wake up anyone else in the house. My cock jerked in her stepmom's quickly jerking hands, I felt my sperm rush up my shaft and I unleashed a large amount of cum right at Ivy's face.

She let go of my dick so she could hold both her tits up and open her mouth as I unleashed my load. Jizz shot from my cockhead with such force it hit my stepmom in the forehead and splattered up into her hair. The next hit her right in the mouth and Ivy moaned as she swallowed it down. I grabbed my cock then so I could aim it myself and covered both of Ivy's tits in just three short bursts from my dick. She then surprised me as she leaned forward, and Ivy took just my dickhead into her mouth. She sucked the rest of the cum out of my dick and swallowed it down.

"Fuck that was intense." She said as she leaned back against the wall, "And you cum like a fucking elephant! How in the fuck!?" She said as she looked down at herself, "I mean, I've only been with a few men, but this is fucking insane!" She ran a hand through the cum sticking to her tits and held it up, it covered her whole hand, "I mean, the amount in my hand is less than most guys' normal loads!"

I smiled down at my cum-covered stepmom, "Wow, Ive, I don't think you've ever been impressed with everything I've done before." I said honestly.

She then surprised me by licking her hand until it was clean of my cum, "And your jizz tastes delicious." She looked up at me, smiling, it was like she was a totally different person, "I mean, I guess you've never done anything that impressive with me before, but this, she reached forward and grabbed my still hard cock, "Wow! And you're still hard! What the fuck!? How can you still be hard after cumming this much."

"Truthfully," I said with a shrug, completely forgetting I was supposed to be in control, this was all new to me and this was probably the closest I've gotten to 'pillow talk' so far, also after a lifetime of abuse from Ivy it was kind of nice hearing her compliment me for a change, "that's kind of why I don't jerk off hardly at all, it never goes down, and it's always a big mess," I admitted.

"Well, we're going to have to get it to go down sometime..." Ivy said dreamily as she licked the cum off her lips. She then shook her head, her whole body jerked as if she just now realized that she was dripping with her stepson's semen after jerking him off and was now offering to do it again, "Um, never mind, I should shower so your mom doesn't get suspicious...." And with that, she stood up, and I got another quick glance of Ivy's beautiful body as she turned and walked out of the room and into the bathroom across the hall.

I pulled my pants up and got back in bed, I thought about checking the footage and seeing what we just did but decided not to, it could wait until the morning.