Policewoman Mom (Disciplining a Policewoman Mother)

I. Disciplining My Policewoman Mother

I am a 16-year-old high school student. My father died in a car accident when I was ten, leaving only my mother and me.
Because my father received a large sum of compensation after his death, and my mother is a police officer, we live a relatively
comfortable life, although my mother is very strict. During my adolescence, I experienced sexual urges, but under my mother's strict discipline, I couldn't
engage in these activities properly. However, my mother was very busy and didn't have time for me. Later, I gradually started
watching porn with my good friend, Ah Gang, and fantasized about having sex with a beautiful woman. I also became obsessed with SM. My mother was very beautiful when she was young.
Although she is 35 years old, her mature feminine charm is even more captivating. Everyone who has seen my mother says she is
a great beauty, with full breasts, long legs, and a beautiful face that shows no signs of aging. My mother
is now a second-level police inspector. I really enjoy seeing my mother in her summer police uniform—a shirt, a short skirt, a
tie , stockings, and high heels—she looks dashing and very sexy. Therefore, my mother is the object of my sexual fantasies. I also have opportunities
to secretly watch my mother shower and use the toilet. Every time I fantasize about binding and abusing my mother, having sex with her, and training her to
be extremely lewd, making her my slave. I often steal my mother's silk panties and stockings to masturbate;
the thrill excites me greatly, driving me mad.

One day, after drinking with A-Gang, we watched a video—a Japanese SM film that A-Gang had gotten his hands on—about a son
abusing his mother. Watching it made my blood boil, and my genitals felt incredibly aroused. After watching, A-Gang chuckled and said, "
Don't you want to do it for real?" I said, "Are you crazy? My mom's a police officer!" A-Gang said, "Hey, a police officer is even more exciting
! Don't you want your mom to become your slave, serving you every day? Besides, your mom loves you so much, nothing bad will happen." Fueled by
alcohol, I impulsively decided to try it. A-Gang excitedly joined in the discussion, wanting
a . It was his suggestion, and I was afraid I couldn't handle it, so I agreed.

The opportunity finally arrived. One Friday, my mother said she would take me out, and she had already arranged it with her workplace. I
secretly arranged for Gang to make his move that night, and then we'd "train" Mom at home. Since we didn't have many relatives,
we didn't need to worry about anyone ruining our plans.

At dusk, Gang came to my house, and we started preparing. We got all the SM equipment we'd collected—
camera , rope, clips, a gag—and also some ether. We were just waiting for Mom to fall into our trap.
At 6 pm, Mom came home, still wearing her police uniform, high heels, and stockings. This excited me even more. I told
Mom Gang was there to do his homework, and then, as Mom was about to take off her hat,
I gave Gang a wink. Gang immediately grabbed Mom from behind, and before she could react, I used a towel soaked in ether to gag her. By the time
Mom realized what was happening, the ether had already taken effect. Mom just whimpered and
struggled weakly. Hearing Mom's sounds made me even more excited, and my penis started to get erect. Slowly, Mom went limp
.

Ah Gang and I carried Mom to a chair, tightly binding her hands behind her back. We wrapped the rope
around her chest several times, making her already full breasts stand out even more. Then we lifted up her police skirt,
folded her beautiful legs together, and tied them into an M shape, securing them to the chair's armrests. Since it was
our first time doing this, we were sweating profusely, but we finally finished. Looking at Mom's lewdly bound state,
Ah Gang and I felt lust in our eyes, and our hands began to wander. Ah Gang rubbed Mom's full breasts, and I slipped my hand under
her skirt. At this moment, Mom woke up, staring at everything in shock, as if terrified. She
couldn't believe her son would do such a thing. Mom yelled at us, "Xiao Feng, what are you doing!
Let me go! Are you trying to commit a crime? I'll call for help!" Ah Gang took out a gag and grinned, reaching towards Mom.
Mom looked on in horror, "What is this? What are you going to do?" I went up and pinched my mother's nose. After a while,
she had to open her mouth to breathe. Ah Gang took the opportunity to stuff a gag into her mouth and tied it tightly behind her head
. Her scolding immediately turned into muffled, indistinct sounds, and saliva slowly dripped from the corners of her mouth
.

Seeing my mother's helpless struggle and lewd appearance, Ah Gang and I could no longer resist and pounced on her.

Ah Gang unbuttoned the two buttons in the middle of my mother's police uniform, and her breasts immediately sprang out. Ah Gang vigorously rubbed my mother's full breasts through her
bra , then tore off her bra. The pale pink areolas were at
the very tips of her round, firm breasts. Ah Gang frantically sucked on the nipples, his hands also busy rubbing them vigorously.

I pushed my mother's skirt up to her waist, revealing her lace panties. I couldn't resist sticking out my tongue and pressing it against
my mother's vulva through her panties. Gradually, her panties became wet, the white fabric almost transparent,
and the outline of her labia was vividly imprinted on her crotch.

I looked up at my mother; although her face still showed fear and anger, it was flushed,
like had a fever. Her cries weakened, sounding more like moans. I knew my mother hadn't
experienced sexual pleasure in many years, so her quick reaction was inevitable.

I cut open my mother's panties with scissors and felt a dazzling sensation. I saw my mother's dark, glossy pubic hair, her
high, rounded mons pubis, and her dark red labia parted because her legs were spread apart. It was the first time I had seen
a real woman's genitals, and I felt a little aroused. My mother's face turned even redder, and she struggled frantically, which only intensified
our desire.

Ah Gang had already taken off one of Mom's high heels. Smelling and kissing her beautiful, stocking-clad foot, I first slowly
inserted my middle finger into Mom's vagina, probing inside for a while. Then, I quickly flicked Mom's clitoris back and forth with my tongue,
occasionally sucking on it with my lips. My hand also reached up and pinched Mom's already hardened
nipples
. Mom's head kept shaking, moaning softly, and her vaginal fluids flowed more and more. Ah Gang and I carried Mom to the bed, making her kneel there. Because Mom's thighs and calves were folded and bound together, her buttocks were raised high, looking particularly lewd.
I took out my penis and pressed it against Mom's vaginal opening, rubbing it back and forth. Mom probably sensed the impending
incestuous rape and struggled violently, which to me appeared as her buttocks writhing lewdly. I supported Mom's waist and thrust
hard , (sizzle) finally my penis entered Mom's soft and wet vagina. I immediately
felt a warm and slippery sensation. Mom also let out a long moan, seemingly stopping her struggle.
I began thrusting in and out repeatedly. My mother's long-untouched vagina gripped me tightly, the tender flesh inside scraping against me.
It felt so good to have my penis inside her. Ah Gang wasn't idle either; he removed the gag from Mom's mouth, lifted her
chin, and shoved his thick penis into her mouth, beginning to thrust. I felt Mom seemed to have given up
resisting, letting us thrust in and out. With Ah Gang and me working together, Mom swayed back and forth, her breasts
bobbing , prompting me to reach out and knead her breasts and hard nipples. Gradually, we increased our speed.
Ah Gang couldn't hold on any longer; he let out a long breath, convulsed a few times, and ejaculated into Mom's mouth. He didn't even
pull his penis out, wanting Mom to swallow his semen. Mom's cervix tightly gripped the glans,
as if there was a powerful suction inside, like lips constantly sucking at my glans. A surge of intense pleasure rushed to
my head. I was like a madman, thrusting in and out relentlessly, looking down at Mom's tender flesh as my penis
rolled in and out, feeling a great sense of accomplishment and the thrill of raping a policewoman. My mother's breathing grew heavier and heavier,
and I couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust forcefully a few times, ejaculating inside her. My mother lay weakly on the bed,
and I saw tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, her vacant gaze somewhat dull.

Semen dripped from the corners of her mouth and flowed from her vagina, running down her stockings onto the bed. The lewd scene
excited Ah Gang and me immensely, and we quickly became erect again. Then we switched positions and gang-raped my mother again.

That night, we don't know how many times we gang-raped her; all three of her holes were thoroughly penetrated.
Her face, body, and mouth were covered in semen, and her genitals were red and swollen. We took several rolls of film to blackmail
her , forcing her to become our slave. Later, we used aphrodisiacs, and my mother slowly succumbed to
our penises, letting out lewd moans. We raped her while making her admit she was our
slave. The next day, we went at it all day again. Ah Gang and I used the SM methods we had seen to perversely train
this beautiful policewoman. We even made Mom sign a slave contract, stipulating that if we were home, she had to
satisfy our needs at any time, and be a slave in our presence, with only us deciding what clothes she wore. We also bought
many uniforms and tools to satisfy our desires.

Later, Ah Gang transferred schools, and Mom belonged to me alone. Mom also became fond of SM games.
Whenever Mom came home, I would handcuff and shackle her, or tie her up, gag her, and put
a chain around her neck with a collar, making her my policewoman slave. We often played SM games of kidnapping and raping a policewoman.
Mom, playing the policewoman (real, really), would be captured by me, playing the bandit (fake :)), and then I would use
various methods to train and torture her, ultimately achieving the greatest satisfaction for both of us.

With Mom, this beautiful policewoman slave, here, life was full of fun.

II. The Thief's Lucky Charm

After Mom became my slave, we often played various SM games at home. One
Monday Mom was off work and at home, while I made an excuse not to go to school and stayed home to seduce Mom.

I had Mom put on her police uniform, stockings, and high heels. Then I took out a bunch of SM toys. Mom
looked at them with a mixture of shyness, fear, and longing; her alluring expression made me itch. I twisted Mom's
hands behind her back, tied them up, then wrapped the rope around her neck, crossed it at her breasts,
then around her back and tied it around her waist. Next, I passed the rope between her legs, tightening it around her genitals through her police skirt and underwear, then tied it around her waist
again. I pulled Mom's bound hands up until she could only touch the ground with her toes. Then I lifted Mom's right leg,
tied it at the knee, and pulled it up as well, so that Mom could only touch the ground with her left toes. Almost all of Mom's weight was on her bound
hands, so she could only desperately raise her toes to reduce the pain. She let out low moans. I asked Mom:
"How is it? Is it comfortable?" Mom shook her head with her eyes closed. I didn't care. I was about to push a dildo through
Mom's underwear and insert it. Then I realized we were out of batteries. Time to go out and buy some.

I told my mom, "You stay here quietly, I'm going out to buy batteries."

Mom said in terror, "No, no, it's so uncomfortable!"

"Hehe, being a slave, huh?" Without saying anything else, I put a round gag on her, then
stuffed a handkerchief through the hole in the gag, saying, "I'm leaving now."

Mom struggled and whimpered, as if saying, "Come back quickly." I locked the door and went out.
After a while , I finally bought the batteries and excitedly arrived at the door, intending to sneak in and surprise Mom.

But suddenly I discovered that the lock had been tampered with. Because our door isn't very tight, I
had tucked a folded piece of paper inside to prevent it from rattling in the wind, but now that paper was gone!

My mind went blank. Someone had been here? Impossible, Mom was tied up inside and couldn't move,
she wouldn't go out. I didn't dare to be careless, so I quietly opened the door and tiptoed into the house, only to hear
a lewd laugh coming from the bedroom. I thought, "This is bad, it's probably..." I grabbed a knife and peeked into the bedroom through the corner of the kitchen window. What I

saw shocked me. My mother was still bound and gagged. A man stood in front of her
, clearly a thug. He had torn open my mother's police uniform and was fondling her
breasts, leering lewdly. I was about to rush forward when suddenly, for some reason, I felt a strange
urge to see something. Inexplicably, I continued to "observe."

The thug leered, "Beautiful lady, is your husband abusing you? Hmm? Tied up
like , so lewd, haha, and a policewoman at that."

The mother struggled frantically, twisting her body, but the tight bindings only made her look more alluring. The thug continued, "Sigh, who told you to run into me? I have a grudge against the police, hehe. After spending months in
jail, I was just looking to steal something, but I ended up with a beautiful policewoman, haha. I'll take good 'care' of you. Don't expect anyone to come to your rescue; I'll be done for soon. Even if your husband comes back, hmph. I'll go out and 'hit' him as soon as I hear a commotion." He then touched the knife beside him. 　　The mother shook her head in terror, whimpering. The thug hugged the mother tightly, kissing her passionately, mumbling incoherently, "Such a beautiful policewoman, you should enjoy her properly, haha." He tore open his mother's police skirt and underwear, took her nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, then inserted his fingers into her vagina and dug forcefully. Then...

He kept kissing downwards, all the way to his mother's genitals, greedily sucking. His mother quickly became aroused.
The bandit said, "Heh heh, even a 'pure' woman is so lewd, so slutty. You guys are always so arrogant."

His mother blushed, the sounds from her mouth, amplified by the gag, sounding even more lewd. Saliva
dripped from the gag onto her breasts, while her vaginal fluids, along with the bandit's saliva,
seeped from her buttocks and inner thighs.

Then the bandit untied his mother, still binding her hands behind her back, forcing her to kneel before him. He
then pulled out his thick penis, "Slutty policewoman, you want it too, don't you? Come on, give me a blowjob." His mother
blushed and turned away. The bandit snorted, grabbed a whip from the table, and lashed out at his mother
. *Crack!* *Smack!* The blow was really hard, and Mom was knocked to the ground, writhing and groaning. Her stockings
were torn, and red welts slowly appeared on her fair skin. My little brother
involuntarily swelled up.

After beating her for a while, the thug pulled Mom up and said, "How about that? Behave yourself now, huh
? You're always the one hitting people, today I'll let you experience what it's like to be beaten." Mom's head hung limply. The thug lifted Mom's
chin and forced his penis into her mouth. Because of the gag, he wasn't afraid of being bitten.
Mom made weak, lewd "mmm" sounds. Her head was rocked back and forth, and her long hair fluttered. Each time, the thug
pressed the mother's face close to his abdomen, repeatedly saying, "Ah, you slut, you're so amazing, you really are a policewoman, it feels so
good , haha, I'll fuck you to death." The mother could only tremble under his lewd power. The thug slowly began to breathe rapidly, his thrusts
becoming short and rapid. Suddenly, he slammed in with all his might, then his body convulsed,
and he ejaculated into the mother's mouth. He let out a satisfied cry and pinched the mother's mouth, saying, "Swallow it all, haha, you slutty policewoman." The mother
couldn't spit it out, so she had to swallow it, with some spilling out of her mouth.

Just as the thug was about to carry the mother to the bed for further torture, a police car suddenly roared past outside with its siren blaring
, startling the thug. He hesitated for a moment, put my mother down, hurriedly put on his clothes,
grabbed a few pieces of jewelry, and ran away. Before leaving, he twisted my mother's breast. After he left, I rushed out and ran into
the bedroom to check on my mother. I saw her lying weakly on the bed, her hands bound behind her back, a gag in her mouth with
semen still dripping from it, her body covered in bruises, her stockings torn, and tears streaming down her face. My heart ached as I gently untied her bindings,
removed the gag, and wiped her mouth. My mother collapsed weakly into my arms, sobbing. Now, I hate that
thief , but just now I felt a surge of excitement. I took out some medicine and applied it to my mother's wounds, then helped her lie down
to rest.

That evening, when I went out to buy groceries, I saw a large crowd gathered around the first building in the complex. I went over to ask what was going on and learned
that a thief had jumped from the fourth floor of a building after stealing something when the owner returned.
He was incredibly brave, but of course, he died. The body was taken away, and the police surrounded the area taking photos as evidence. I knew this
unfortunate thief was the guy who had violated my mother, because I saw one of his shoes and
several pieces of scattered jewelry at the scene—my mother's.

Hmph, karma works out, serves him right. Looks like his good fortune with women is only so-so. I'll go back and tell Mom not to be
so sad.

III. The Office

After school that day, I was about to go home when I realized I hadn't brought my keys. No choice, I'd have to go find Mom.

I took a bus to the police station where Mom worked, explained the situation to the security guard, and asked him to call Mom out.
Knowing I didn't have my keys, Mom told me to go to her office first, and we'd go home together after her meeting. So,
I went into Mom's office.

It was my first time there. Mom had her own office, not very big, but nicely furnished.
There were thick curtains on the windows, and a computer on her desk. There were a few boring magazines on the desk, and
I even found a pair of handcuffs in the drawer. But where's the gun? Hehe. Out of sheer boredom, I turned on my computer and discovered
I could actually access the internet. Haha, I wondered if I'd get caught browsing SM websites in the police station? Whatever, the most
dangerous place is the safest place, hehe. The various images flashing before my eyes made my penis hard,
and because I was wearing jeans, it was very uncomfortable.

I pressed down with my hand while checking my watch; it was well past my closing time. Just then, the door opened, and my mother
pushed it in.

"What, were you waiting impatiently? I'm leaving soon, I'll make you something delicious when we get home," she said
, then suddenly stopped. She had seen the website I was browsing. My mother blushed and said, "Okay, close it, we need to
go home ."

"How can I? You're so late, I'm going to punish you," I persisted.

"So what do you want?" my mother asked, puzzled. "Hehe, of course, I want to..." I stood up and
walked towards my mother.

"Ah? How can this be? This is the office! Listen to me, let's go home," my mother
said, backing away. "Isn't Mom my slave? Can't you even ask for this? It's after work, nobody's here,
and the door's locked, who would know?"

Mom still disagreed, but I didn't care. I grabbed her, my hand slipping inside her uniform and groping her
. With my other hand, I lifted her skirt and attacked her vulva through her underwear. Mom didn't dare cry out,
struggling . "No, Xiaofeng, not here, let's go home."

I ignored her, tearing open her uniform and fondling her breasts, pinching them with my fingers, licking them with my tongue, biting them with my teeth,
then slowly moving downwards, pulling off her black lace. I stroked her pubic hair,
and although she let out alluring moans, she twisted her body, keeping her legs tightly closed to prevent me from putting my hands inside. I was in the throes of excitement, and of course, I
wasn't going to give up so easily.

I pushed my mother down onto the chair, handcuffed her hands behind her back to the chair back with handcuffs from the drawer,
then stuffed her silk panties into her mouth, silencing her pleas and turning them into alluring
moans. I then pulled off one of her stockings and gagged her, preventing her
from spitting out the panties. Next, I spread her legs wide on the desk, stood
between them, and pinched her chin, saying, "Mom, in the end, I still caught you, ha."

"Mmm..."

I knelt down, supporting her legs, and used my tongue to probe directly into her plump labia, inside her honeyed cave...
The unique scent drove me crazy. When my tongue touched my mother's clitoris, her whole body trembled as
if , and her vagina continuously flowed with lustful fluid. I continued to explore the depths of my mother's vagina with my tongue.

The moans from my mother's mouth became more and more seductive and captivating.

"Mom, you're really lewd, a lewd policewoman."

"Mmm...uh-huh..."

I stood up, pressed my hands on my mother's beautiful breasts, and was about to mount her when a sudden, urgent phone call startled me
. I stared blankly at the phone, not knowing what to do. My mother was also startled, her beautiful eyes staring at me.

Damn phone, the ringing at this moment completely ruined my interest, and I immediately lost my composure. My mother, seeing my
disheveled state, seemed to be unable to suppress her laughter, a smile appearing in her eyes.

I realized that it was still quite dangerous here, so I untied my mother, took the underwear out of her mouth, and
told her to get dressed so we could go home together.

Just as I was about to leave, I said, unwilling to give up, "Wait!"

"What are you going to do now? It's late, let's go."

"I failed so badly just now, Mom, you have to promise me you'll make it up to me."

Mom looked at me, both amused and annoyed, and said, "How will you make it up to me?"

I took out a rope from my bag. Mom looked at it and scolded, "Why do you have to tie it up again?"

I didn't say anything, tied a few knots in the rope, then threaded it between Mom's legs, tightly
binding it around her vulva, and then tied it around her waist, making a rope thong. I made Mom take off her shirt and used the rope to
tie up her full breasts tightly, so that they weren't visible from the outside when she put her clothes back on. After everything was done, I
said to Mom, "We can go now." Mom had only taken a few steps when she bent over. Hehe, I knew it was the knots in the rope rubbing against
Mom 's labia, producing pleasure, even through her underwear, it was still very intense. I went to help my mother, saying, "Mom,
you promised to make it up to me, right? This is it. Let's go."

My mother's face flushed, and she shook her head helplessly. With my help, she frowned and walked out of
the police station step by step.

Finally, we got on the bus, and I helped my mother sit down at the back. At this moment, my mother finally felt relieved. Her legs
parted slightly, and I touched them with my hand; they were soaking wet.

It was the last bus, and the stop to my house was the final stop. There was no one else on the bus except
the driver and us, and no one else could get on. Looking at my mother's flushed face, her slightly
sweaty forehead, her beautiful hair, and her breasts that were not heaving, I couldn't help but whisper in her ear, "Mom, you're so
sexy ."

My mother shyly turned her head to the side. At this moment, I was already burning with desire and couldn't control
myself . I stood in front of my mother, lifted her chin, and under her surprised gaze, I took out my already
hard penis and quickly inserted it into her mouth.

"Hmm." Mom frowned, trying to spit him out, pushing me away with both hands. But how could she escape my
clutches? I grabbed Mom's hands with one hand, lifted them above her head, and pressed her head down towards
the base of my penis with the other. Mom didn't dare to scream loudly, only making symbolic struggles and letting out weak moans.

Each time, I let Mom's red lips touch the base of my penis, letting my pubic hair brush against Mom's face, watching
Mom take my entire penis in and out, and the fear of someone getting on the bus added a special
thrill I was almost in heaven with pleasure.

Finally, just before I felt I was about to ejaculate, I gripped Mom's head even more fiercely, thrusting into Mom's
sexy ?" sound. At the moment of climax, I grabbed my mother's head and
pressed it against my lower abdomen, preventing her from spitting out my penis. With a final thrust, I ejaculated entirely into
her mouth. She had no choice but to drink my semen, and I collapsed beside her.

When we got home, of course, I made sure she "compensated" me properly.

Fourth, the "Motorcycle Police"

news program was so boring. I sat on the sofa, flipping through channels with the remote.

"The TV is getting more and more boring, isn't it, Mom?"

"Ugh, um..."

Oh, I forgot I'd kept her mouth shut. After dinner, I "dressed up" my mother

, making her wear only her small police uniform shirt and white stockings, a police cap, and her arms
twisted behind her back, handcuffed to her upper arms and wrists. This way, her arms were tightly clasped
together behind her back. I wrapped a rope around her breasts, binding them tightly. I inserted a
dildo into my mother's vagina, wrapped a rope around her genitals to secure it, and then tied it around her waist.
I shackled her ankles. Finally, I gagged her with a ball gag full of holes, made her kneel
beside , and held a chain attached to the collar around her neck. While watching TV, I
continued to grope her. My mother moaned as I touched her, but the sounds came out as muffled whimpers. Because
her vagina was blocked by the dildo, her vaginal fluids couldn't flow out, and she could only writhe, saliva constantly
dripping from the holes in the gag, a very lewd scene.

At that moment, I saw a news report about female mounted police officers in Dalian, smartly and bravely carrying out their duties
on the streets .

"Hmm? What kind of police officer is that female mounted police officer?"

Mom glanced at the screen with her half-open pretty eyes,

feeling weak. "Ugh, ugh," I took the gag from Mom's mouth, and saliva immediately dripped down her cheeks in a thin stream.
Mom let out a long sigh and said, "Mounted police officers are police officers too, they're patrol officers. But it seems their
main role now is probably 'tourist attractions.' If something really happens, mounted police officers can ride around everywhere."

Mom saw me staring intently at the screen and said, "You little rascal, what mischievous ideas are you thinking of now?"

The mounted police officer's heroic figure really fascinated me, but hearing Mom say that, I turned around and saw Mom
kneeling there, half-scolding and half-coquettish, her face flushed, her exquisite curves revealed with the help of the ropes. I felt
my already erect penis grow even bigger.

"Even if the mounted police officer is pretty, she can't compare to Mom. I'm thinking about how to torment you today." I walked
over and grabbed Mom's smooth, full breasts with both hands, kneading them.

"No, no, no!"

I covered my mother's mouth with mine, sucking on her tongue, my hands constantly roaming around her breasts, occasionally...
I gently pinched her nipples, and my mother leaned weakly against me, letting me do as I pleased. I grew increasingly aroused and stood up, leading
my mother towards the bedroom. Because of the shackles and the dildo in her vagina, she could only move slowly, one step at a time. Once
inside, I impatiently pushed her onto the bed, pulled out the dildo, and a gush of vaginal fluid flowed out,
covering the dildo. I inserted the dildo back into her vagina, then grabbed her
legs and spread them apart, raising my penis and thrusting it into her vagina.

"Ugh!"

my mother cried out softly, her head tilting back. I wrapped my arms around her slender waist and thrust hard,
each time all the way in. My mother's body arched with each thrust, the shackles clanking loudly.
The bound slave policewoman, her mouth stuffed with the dildo, emitted moans of pleasure. This erotic scene aroused my lust, and
I made her climax four times before finally stopping, ejaculating inside her. Then, holding my mom, who was as limp as
a noodle, I fell asleep. Images of mounted police kept flashing through my mind.

The next day, while browsing the internet, I stumbled upon a way for my mom to play a
"mounted policeman" too. Let's make a rocking horse ourselves!

First, I went out and bought plywood, nailing it into a three-sided shape for the horse's body, with the pointed end facing upwards. Then, I nailed four
wooden sticks, about the thickness of a bowl, to the bottom for the legs, reaching my waist. Finally, I haphazardly made
a horse's head out of a few pieces of board. After working on it all afternoon, it was finally finished. Looking at it, hmm, it actually looked quite realistic. Then I
hid the horse on the balcony, waiting for my mom to come home.

As soon as Mom came back, I went over and hugged her. Mom said, "Okay, okay, why are you in such a hurry?
Let Mom cook first."

I reluctantly let go of Mom and let her go to the kitchen to cook. Looking at Mom's back as she cooked, her round buttocks,
and her breasts trembling as she chopped vegetables, thinking about tonight's plans, my little brother immediately stood up high.
I had no choice but to press it down.

After finally finishing dinner, while waiting for Mom to wash the dishes, I hugged her from behind and rubbed my face
against her 95cm shoulder. "What are you up to now, Xiaofeng, you little rascal?"

"Mom, the mounted police officers I saw yesterday were so pretty."

"What's wrong? You've got your eye on one?"

"Hehe, of course not. I just wish Mom could be a mounted police officer so I could see them." "

Hehe, I can just go out and ride a horse and take a picture sometime."

"No, I want Mom to dress up as a mounted police officer tonight. "

"What are we going to do today? There aren't any horses here."

"Hehe, I have a plan." I grinned mischievously and carried Mom into the bedroom. I took out
the rope and started tying her up. Mom looked at me suspiciously, wondering what I was going to do. I grabbed Mom
's wrists, which were twisted behind her back, and tied them tightly with the rope. Then I lifted them up until her fingers almost reached her neck. Then I wrapped the rope around her left side of
her neck , tied it in front of her chest, and then wrapped it back around her right side of her neck, tying it in a crisscross shape in front of her chest. Her breasts
were also tied up and protruded. The end of the rope was wrapped around her wrists behind her back and tied in a knot. As I tied her arms with a rope and threaded it through
an iron ring on the roof, my mother struggled helplessly and coquettishly, causing her breasts to naturally protrude forward, her
large breasts almost bursting out of her clothes. I immediately became excited, grabbing my mother's breasts from behind, unbuttoning the middle
two buttons of her police uniform to release her beautiful breasts, and then savoring the tempting "red cherries" with my tongue.

"Hmm, Xiaofeng, didn't you say you wanted Mom to ride a police horse? What else do you want?" Mom
murmured . "Hehe, Mom will find out soon!"

I went up to the balcony and dragged in the wooden horse I had made. Mom was startled when she saw it, "What is this?"

"This is a horse."

Mom seemed to understand something, her expression turning panicked, and she tried to run away, but she was already tied up and chained to
the roof , unable to escape, and could only struggle in place.

"No! No, Xiaofeng! You can't!"

"Mommy, I'm asking you to be a mounted policeman, don't be shy, come on up."

"I don't want to! Take that away! I don't want to be a mounted policeman, Mommy is already a policeman!"

"Hehe, even though you say that, can you really run away? You'll still be tied up here obediently."

"Xiaofeng, let go of Mommy, or Mommy will get angry."

"Haha, you can struggle all you want, no one will listen to you even if you scream your lungs out." I
laughed, imitating the tone of a lecherous thief on TV. Seeing that I was disobedient, Mommy changed to a pleading tone: "Mommy begs you, don't make
me be this, as long as you let go of Mommy, Mommy will agree to anything."

Mommy's pleading only aroused my desire to conquer her more, and I walked towards Mommy.

"Don't come any closer, no, no, ugh."

I was already impatient with Mommy's pleading, and stuffed a huge gag into Mommy's small mouth.
Mommy 's mouth was stretched wide and could not be closed, and saliva immediately dripped from the corner of her mouth.

I held my mother with one arm and reached for her lace panties with the other.

"Ha, even though Mom says she doesn't want to, she still secretly wants to be tortured. Look, you're all
wet with excitement."

"Ugh, ugh, ugh,"

my mother mumbled incoherently, her face flushed with shyness, her long eyelashes drooping, and
her struggles seemed less intense.

"Let's start."

I brought the rocking horse next to my mother, then lifted her up from behind. She struggled, kicking
her legs wildly. I wrapped one arm around her slender waist and grabbed one of her legs with the other, forcibly lifting her and placing her
on the rocking horse, so that the sharp edge of the tripod pressed against her vulva through her panties.

"Ugh!"

My mother let out a scream, but it turned into a very lewd moan. I pulled the rope to adjust my mother's
height, so that she didn't sit on the rocking horse with her entire weight on it, but only bear about two-thirds of the force.

"Ugh...uh...uh...uh..."

Mom screamed, her vulva stretched open by the weight of her body. The sharp edge of the penis embedded itself in her vulva,
and the struggle and friction caused her to feel both itchy and painful.
Her vaginal fluids flowed continuously, soaking her panties and seeping into the rocking horse. Saliva dripped from her mouth onto the rocking horse. Mom desperately tried to reduce the pressure on her body...
The weight of the rocking horse pressed down on her, her legs curled up, yet the struggle caused her labia to rub against each other, almost causing her
to fall over several times. Seeing this, I took out two ropes and tied her ankles to the horse's hind legs.
She could no longer struggle violently, but her vulva was intensely stimulated. Her face flushed, as if she had drunk wine
, and beads of sweat appeared on her skin. Her nipples were erect, and her vaginal fluids increased,
soaking her stockings.

Of course, I added fuel to the fire, my lips roaming over her body, kissing her earlobes, cheeks,
neck , shoulders, nipples, lower abdomen, thighs, and toes. My hands also continuously rubbed her already hard nipples,
squeezing her breasts until they changed shape. Her passion grew stronger, and her breathing became noticeably rapid. I gently
bit her nipple with my teeth, and pressed my fingers against her clitoris through her panties.

" Ugh

ugh ... I stepped forward and lifted my mother's chin. Her beautiful, vacant eyes gazed at me, her face a mixture of satisfaction and exhaustion. "Mom, enjoy yourself. I'm going to watch TV outside now." I suppressed my erection and watched TV , leaving my beautiful policewoman mother to enjoy her "mounted police" experience inside. After a while, I heard my mother's moans grow louder again. I knew she must be excited again. I pushed open the bedroom door, and a breathtakingly erotic scene unfolded before me: the beautiful policewoman's arms were bound behind her back with ropes hanging from the ceiling, her mouth was gagged and stretched wide, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth, she sat on a triangular rocking horse, the horse's ridges deeply embedded in her flesh, her panties soaked with her own fluids, revealing dark pubic hair beneath. Her body writhed, her beautiful legs, clad in white stockings, were bound to the horse's legs. She emitted wanton moans, her pretty eyes gazing at me with longing and confusion. 　　I couldn't control myself anymore. I rushed over, untied my mother, and rolled onto the bed with her. Spring 　　was in full bloom, the weather was getting more and more comfortable, and it would be a waste not to go out and play in such weather. It would be even better if my beautiful policewoman mother could accompany me. 　　After pestering my mother for several days, she finally agreed to let me go to the mountains to see the peach blossoms, but she was busy and couldn't go on the weekend. It seemed I would have to ask for leave again. 　　Tuesday night, my mother told me she was free the next day—great! I immediately called my teacher and lied that I was going to see a doctor, so I didn't go to class the next day. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep well that night. My mother packed some things—food, tablecloth , camera, etc. As for me, I prepared my "weapons." 　　Wednesday morning was still sunny and bright—such a beautiful day! I got up early, ate breakfast, and was ready to go . At this time, my mother came out of the house, dressed casually in sneakers, looking very refreshed. 　∩ Yes, that's not what I thought. 　　"Mom, why are you wearing this?" "What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Mom asked, looking puzzled . 　　"I prepared the clothes for you a long time ago." "Really?" Mom took the clothes and went inside to change. 　　"Mom, are you done yet? Come out!" I couldn't wait. 　　Mom came out, her face a little unnatural. Was it shyness? Or reproach? 　　"Xiaofeng, when did you alter these clothes for me?" Haha, a few days ago I wanted to make a because she couldn't wear the police uniform she was issued every year, so I secretly took one to be altered. These days, clothing stores will do anything as long as you pay. So, I modified Mom's police uniform. 　　The shirt and jacket, of course, had to be made slimmer to better highlight Mom's full breasts and slender waist. The skirt of course, had to be slim and short to accentuate the curves of her hips. The skirt length was at most 25 centimeters, so that if Mom lifted her leg even slightly, her private parts would be exposed. Of course, there were also black stockings with ribbons and sexy ten-centimeter black high heels. 　　Mom said to me, somewhat displeased, "How can I go out like this?" "Then wear a trench coat over it." "No, I won't wear it!" Mom said reproachfully, heading back to her room to change. 　　I hugged Mom from behind: "No, no, I want Mom to wear this out. Otherwise, I'll tie you up and take you out." Mom couldn't resist me and finally said, "Okay, okay, you're such a troublesome child, let me put on a trench coat ." Haha, goal achieved, hooray! Mom and I went downstairs. Mom drove her company car to the countryside. This car had only been confiscated during a recent inspection, so it didn't have any police markings and wouldn't be very conspicuous . 　　We started the car, and soon it drove out of the bustling city streets and headed into the countryside. At this point, I started to get restless. I unbuttoned my mother's uniform, slipped my hand inside her shirt, and groped around, grasping her full breasts and gently pinching her nipples. My mother twisted her body, saying, "Xiaofeng, don't do this, Mom's driving, please. Don't do this." I didn't care. My mother was focused on driving and couldn't resist, so this was the perfect opportunity. I took the chance to lift up my mother's skirt and, through her silk panties, caressed and rubbed her vulva. I went even further, burying my head between her breasts and sucking on her nipples with my tongue. " No, no," my mother struggled, letting out soft moans. But she was helpless. She didn't dare drive fast. Under my powerful onslaught, my mother's panties were quickly soaked with her vaginal fluid. We slowly made our way to our destination. 　　It was a beautiful little mountain valley. The spring air made the scenery here incomparable. A gentle spring breeze blew, birds sang, and flowers bloomed; in the distance, a peach grove nestled in a mountain valley. I jumped out of the car and ran into nature's embrace. 　　My mother, looking slightly weary, also got out of the car. 　　Wow, my mother, this beautiful woman in her police uniform, appeared even more I was completely mesmerized. "Mom, look how beautiful it is here!" "Yes," my mother said, looking around, "It's so beautiful. I rarely notice scenery like this." "But..."

"Yes, with Mom here, she looks even more beautiful. Hmm, I've never seen such a beautiful scene in my life!" "You smooth talker!"
Mom's pretty face flushed, and she was certainly happy that I complimented her like that.

At this moment, my crotch was already bulging. "If I tied Mom up, wouldn't that be absolutely
gorgeous?" I said with a grin. "Mom, I'm going to kidnap a policewoman in the middle of nowhere!" Mom was startled, immediately
understanding what I meant. Seeing me pounce on her with open arms, Mom quickly turned and ran. Under the bright
sunshine , Mom and I played in the fields for a while. Since Mom was wearing high heels, running was obviously difficult,
and I quickly caught up with her. Mom ran back to the car, and I immediately followed, tackling her down on the back seat.

Mom shouted with a half-smile, "Help! Kidnapping a policewoman!" "She struggled incessantly.
Without hesitation, I pressed her face down onto the back seat, grabbed her hands and twisted them behind her back, one hand reaching inside
her shirt to grope her. She twisted, trying to stop me from going any deeper. Slowly, she began to
pant to pull out a rope I had prepared beforehand and tied her up behind her back. Then I pulled the rope up and wrapped it around her
breasts, binding her tightly. After binding her securely, I used the rope to wrap between her legs, securing it around her waist.
"No! What are you doing? Let me go! You're raping me!!" My mother was still giggling and twisting, while I
was already flushed with excitement, my blood rushing to my head. I pulled down her panties, pried open her mouth, stuffed the panties into her mouth, and then tied them with the rope to prevent her from spitting them out. My mother could only protest with muffled
"hmm" sounds ."
"Hehe, today I'm going to kidnap and rape you, policewoman, right here in the middle of nowhere, how about
it?" I turned my mother over, face up, spread her legs, pressed her down, and
unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her breasts. I greedily kissed her neck, ears, breasts, and
nipples, one hand grabbing and fondling her soft breasts, the other teasing her with my middle and index fingers. With this double
attack, my mother quickly became excited, her face flushed, her nipples hardened, her vulva throbbed, and her juices flowed freely.
Then, I wrapped her legs around my waist, pulled out my already engorged penis, and forcefully thrust it into
her wet vagina.

"Ugh!" My mother's moan suddenly intensified, her legs involuntarily wrapping tightly around my waist. Her overflowing
vagina, despite her age, wasn't loose; it was actually very tight, making each thrust incredibly
pleasurable . My hands also cared for her breasts, kneading them and enjoying the soft sensation. Gradually, Mom
's moans grew louder, and I became increasingly excited. I placed one of Mom's jade-like legs on my shoulder and
increased the speed of my thrusts, each impact making a slapping sound. Mom's bound hands gripped
the seat cover tightly, her long, beautiful legs gradually tensing. After a long "hmm," Mom reached
her climax, and at that moment, I thrust a few more times with increased force, ejaculating all my semen into Mom's vagina. Afterward, I lay
limply on top of Mom, and after a while, I slowly sat up. I took the panties out of Mom's mouth.

Mom let out a long sigh and jokingly said, "You little lecher, you should just rape this policewoman."

Hearing this, my heart stirred, and my little brother actually started to rise again. I laughed and said to my mother,
"Hehe, of course I'll let you experience the methods of this little lecher. This is nothing." I sat up and
helped my mother, who was completely weak, out of the car. My mother said, "What are you doing? Where are you taking me?" "Ha, of course I'm
taking you into the mountains to become a bandit! You'll be my bandit queen!" "I'm going to scream!" "Hehe, go ahead and
scream, this is the middle of nowhere." My mother actually screamed as if it were a joke: "Help! Someone help me!"
I quickly covered my mother's mouth with my hand, took out the gag, and forcefully stuffed it into my mother's mouth.

"Now, you can't do anything but drool, can you?" My mother's police uniform was torn and disheveled, the buttons on
her shirt were gone, revealing one of her breasts. Her super short police skirt was lifted up, she wasn't wearing underwear, and some
liquid flowed down her inner thigh. I carried my bag and led my mother into the peach blossom forest.

When we arrived at the peach forest, my mother and I admired the beautiful scenery while I looked for a place to stay. I found a large peach tree,
pushed my mother over, tied her to the trunk with her back to the tree, and lifted one of her legs, tying her to a branch. It
was hard to tell the peach blossoms reflected her or she adorned the blossoms; the scene was breathtaking. I took a willow branch and
began to torture my policewoman.

"Ugh...uh...ah..." My mother trembled violently from the whipping; faint welts appeared on her breasts and thighs,
her stockings were torn to shreds, her forehead was drenched in sweat, and she was panting heavily, the stimulation of the torture arousing her
once more . Then I tyed my mother to the branch, her toes just off the ground, her legs spread apart and tied to
the ends of a branch. I inserted a dildo into her vagina. Looking at my watch, it was already noon. I took out my backpack and started preparing
lunch. When I returned from a grassy area, I saw my mother writhing desperately from the stimulation of the dildo
, emitting heart-wrenching moans, her body glistening with sweat. I rushed over, untied
my mother , and pinned her down against a tree, her buttocks raised high. I eagerly thrust into her from behind
. Of course, I fed my mother lunch myself; I didn't want to untie her ropes and ruin her beauty.
After she finished eating, I tried different ways to tie her up. We played to our hearts' content in the spring scenery.

We played until three o'clock, finally letting my exhausted mother go. At this point, my mother's body was covered in light-colored whip marks
and rope marks; she was weak and sore, and even walking was a little unsteady. I gently lifted her onto the back seat of the car,
then lightly tied her hands and feet with a silk ribbon, gagged her lips, started the car, and drove home.

(Hehe, of course I can drive; I'm almost 18, and I already have my license.)

When we got home, I opened the car door, and my mother was asleep from exhaustion. I wrapped her in a towel and, taking advantage of the fact that
no one was around, quickly carried her home. It was time for my mother to rest properly.

The story is very realistic and evokes endless imagination! Thanks for sharing! This is the best read! The word "policewoman" sounds so sexy! Adding "training" makes it even more suggestive! "Mature woman incest in uniform, just imagining it brings pleasure." The writing is excellent; I read it many years ago, it's definitely a classic. Ladies in uniforms, stockings, training—all the elements are there, and it even incorporates everyday events, making you feel like you're there. Hehe, it's quite realistic! I wonder if it's based on real events... It's quite lewd! SM novels are easier to write,
but writing them well is quite difficult.
Keep up the good work! What are you saying upstairs? This article is already very good. Don't just stand there and talk without understanding the situation. It's well written, but the description of the mother's change of mindset from resistance to submission to enjoyment is not delicate enough. It's very creative and I felt a lot while reading it, but from an ethical point of view, isn't it a bit...?

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