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Nestled within the embrace of a cozy suburban neighborhood, Chris, a 19-year-old software developer, embarked on an unconventional journey. Instead of charting a course toward complete independence, he chose a different trajectory—one that led him to share a home with his mother, Nora, a woman of 36 years.
Chris, armed with financial stability from his burgeoning career, had made the decision to live with Nora as a means of saving money. His choice wasn't a result of necessity but rather a conscious one, reflecting a unique bond between mother and son. While Chris delved into the intricate world of coding and software development during his workdays, his evenings were spent within the comforting walls of their home.
Nora, at 36, defied the conventional expectations of age, exuding a vibrant aura that belied the passing years. Her vivacity and charm were complemented by an unwavering support for Chris's endeavors. Their coexistence wasn't just a matter of practicality; it was a
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Giveaway for 100 watchers
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Mommy slave. Part 2
The days that followed were a blur of degradation and servitude. Claire’s demands grew more frequent and more absurd, and your mother’s indifference only fueled her stepdaughter’s cruelty. You found yourself trapped in a cycle of humiliation, your pride chipped away bit by bit with every task you were forced to perform. But today, something felt different. The air was heavier, the tension thicker, as if the universe itself was holding its breath.
You were in the middle of vacuuming the living room when Claire walked in, her heels clicking sharply against the hardwood floor. She was holding a shopping bag from an expensive boutique, and her smirk was wider than usual. She stopped in front of you, arms crossed, and tilted her head with that infuriating grin of hers.
“Servant,” she said, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. “Look what I bought today.”
She reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of brand-new stilettos—sleek, black, and polished to a mirror shine. They looked
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Three Wishes (gts, feet, momdom)
“Here goes nothing.”
Paul rubbed the magic lamp. At least, that’s what the suspicious store owner said it was. A golden oil lamp, the kind that supposedly held genies capable of granting wishes. Paul didn’t believe the object was real, but it had been pretty cheap. Too cheap to turn down a potentially life changing possibility.
For a few moments, he thought he’d been scammed. Then, pink smoke emerged from the spout.
A pink cloud formed in his bedroom, then floated over to his bed. It took the shape of a young woman dressed in colourful, Arabic-style silks. Despite the exposing attire, his eyes were drawn to her jewellery-laden bare feet.
“First master in decades and he turns out to be a foot fetishist. Typical,” she said with an exotic accent.
Paul blushed. “I do not h—” He realised he was shouting and lowered his voice, scared that his mom might overhear. “I do not have a foot fetish.”
“Sureeeee you don’t.”
She lifted a foot and extended it toward him, toes wiggling seductively. He
After Chris confesses his secret findom addiction that has been tormenting him for months now to his mother Nora, she decides to take a practical approach to help her son out.
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