Now was the time to truly test her.
He cupped her face in both hands and brought her off his cock, her eyes had been closed for the past minute as she had been focused on keeping track of his physical condition (and she was just enjoying herself too). She looked up at him with big blue eyes, her lips slightly pursed, truly wondering what he was going to do.
“Mother, slave, bitch. This is your test.” he said matter-of-factly.
His eyes started glowing, and she suddenly felt a burden, a weight, lifted from her mind.
“What did you do?” she inquired, truly confused, almost scared. Her heart started pounding even faster than before (if that was possible or healthy is up for debate).
“I transferred all your powers to me,” He said almost coldly, “The shields you put up are still exactly where you left them so nobody can see us, I just wanted you powerless for the time being.”
Suddenly she felt a force on her arms, they were being pulled behind her. After being firmly placed behind her back, elbows bent, the force morphed into some kind of shackles, holding her in place no matter how hard she tried to escape. Her legs were in a similar situation (though they stayed in place).
She gasped as she looked behind her, noticing she could not see the shackles.
Looking up at Franklin with almost sad puppy dog eyes she said, “Franklin please… I… I feel so helpless.”
“Good.”
His left hand grabbed the hair on the back of her head as his right hand kept her mouth open by holding her chin down. Forcing her head forward at great speed, she enveloped his whole cock down to the base in one swift stroke. She sputtered and resisted, but he held her down forcefully. She looked up at him with pleading eyes lined with subtle but noticeable mascara. After holding her down for ten seconds he quickly pulled her up to let her gasp for air, but as soon as she did he brought her right back down his cock.
Her throat felt exquisite as he forced himself down it, now instead of just holding her there he bobbed her up and down, but not too far up. Just enough to still have his head enveloped between those perfect cocksucking lips, then bringing her right back down again so he could feel her throat. Those blue eyes pleading with him, but he continued to force himself regardless.
After a few minutes of forcefully deep throating her, he brought her head up roughly by her hair. He smiled at her as she was gasping for air, eyes half lidded, her chest heaving up and down with a definite jiggle, her whole body glistening with sweat (making some of her hair stick to her face).
“What do you say to that Mommy? Bitch? Still willing now?” he said almost mockingly.
“P… Please…” she managed to get out, still trying to catch her breath.
“Please what? Please me? Is that what you meant? Or were you gonna ask something for yourself?” At this point his right hand had started holding her face again.
“P… Please…” she said, “Please sir… master… can I have another?”
He smacked her face with his right hand, “What else do you have to say!” he raised his voice somewhat.
Her face was turned to her right, obscured by her hair. She said, “Thank you sir. May I please have another? Can I have another good, hard deepthroat like I’ve always cried out for but never received? Can I be treated like I deserve to be treated? Like the cumslut, open assholed, freshly-fucked-but-not-satisfied-yet-whore that I am?”
She turned her face to his, looked him straight in the eye and said, “Will you fuck your mother’s face?”
He smiled, “You passed.”
“What does that mean, master?” she said honestly curious.
“It means you get rewarded.”
“With what?” she looked at him with a pleading look, silently begging him for what they both wanted, what they both need, what they both new would happen.
“With the face fuck of your life.”
He held on tightly to the back of her head and quickly forced her mouth down his cock again, but now her head was bobbing faster than ever, making her sputter and moan like crazy.
“You like it? Being treated like a bitch? Like a slave?”
“Mmmmmm!”
“You like getting your face fucked?”
“MMMmmmmmm!”
“Even…” he was exerting a lot of force with his hips as wellat this point, “Even by your own son?”
“MMMMMMMMMM!”
She came instantaneously, without any further provocation (including Franklin’s own powers).
“Mmmm, my bitch likes it. Good. Because we’re not done yet!”
Pushing her backwards, she landed softly on another forceshield that conformed to her exact size and shape. Locking her in with a force-neck-strap, he held on to her hair while railing her mouth over and over again with his cock. With his other hand he would grope her breasts, slap her tits, or slap her face. He continued this face fuck for ten whole minutes, using his powers to give her more oxygen and stamina. She had cum a multitude of times during this process.
“Oooh, that’s it. Mommy slut likes face fucks doesn’t she?”
“MMMMmmmmmm!”
“Yeah that’s it, take it like a good bitch.”
“Mmmmmm.”
“Oooh, fuck! Bitch I’m cumming soon!”
He pulled her out of the force shield he made still holding her by the hair.
“Ooooh fuck Franklin, sir, master, stud.” the mommy slave said, “Cum for mommy!”
“Oh yeah Mommy bitch slut, come here!”
He yanked her head down onto his cock again as he was cumming, slowly pulling her further down the more he came. And he came a lot. In fact, he kept cumming and squirting his sperm in her for two whole minutes. Powerful jets of cum erupted from his manhood, flowing down through her body, making her feel warm and complete.
“That’s it, drink it all up. That’s a good girl.”
At the last few squirts he pulled out, covering his mother’s face with his smelly spunk.