The Gender Wars Chapter 6 Discipline by Fuckallmothers

I stayed like that, just relishing the feeling of headfucking my Mother to unconsiousness for a minute before climbing off and getting dressed again.

“WAKE UP, CUNT!” I roared, backhanding my Mother awake, “It’s time to see what’s happened to Kelly.” I Grabbed my Mother by the bulk of her silver-blonde hair and lifted her out of bed to stand naked before me.

“What’s wrong with you, Martin? Your different this morning, it’s like your a completely different person to yesterday.” My Mother looked at me with searching eyes, trying to understand what I’d become. I’d let ‘The Beast’ inside me take full control. I was the Man I this House and all Women in my presence should bow down and supplicate themselves to me!

I held my Mother face to face with me, the tips of our noses barely touching and said in a low menacing tone. “That’s right Mom, the kind caring son you knew is gone now… BOW DOWN TO ME CUNT!” Then I slammed her face-first into the carpet. “AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEE!!!!!!!” She screamed as I began dragging her out the door, “NO, NO, NOOOOOOO, THIS CAN’T BE REAL, BUT IT HUUUUUUURRRTS!!!”

I dragged my Mother out into the hallway as she wailed and lifted her back to her feet. “QUIET, CUNT! YOU WILL SPEAK ONLY WHEN SPOKEN TO! YOU WILL RESPECT ME AND OBEY ALL ORDERS GIVEN TO YOU, IS THAT CLEAR, CUNT?”

There was nothing but pure terror on her bleeding face, as she looked up at me and realised that I had snapped, her son wasn’t coming back. “Yes, Sir” she uttered, hoping it was the right thing to say. I lent in real close and whispered, “Call me, Master! Cunt!” “Yes, Master!” she choked out of her fear paralysed lungs.

I turned and knocked on my bedroom door, “Guess what Slut? Moms about to come in and see what you’ve become-” “Pleas-Pleas-Please! Come in and Give me your Cock, Master!” Cried my Sister Kelly. I heard a gasp and turned to see my Mothers mortified expression. “See, I told you she was a little different,” I said with a hungry grin, “Shall we enter, Cunt?”

“Yes, Master!” My Mother agreed obediently, so I unlocked it and entered my Mother trailing close behind. “NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” She cried collapsing to her knees as she caught her first glimpse of my sisters trussed up figure. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER!, MARTIN?” screamed my Mother, a completely flabbergasted expression painted across her face.

So, I spun around and backhanded her to the floor. “YOU WILL SPEAK ONLY WHEN SPOKEN TO, CUNT!” I roared leering down at my Mothers bruised and battered form. “Yeth… Marthter!” she swallowed, “yesh… Master!” Then my Mother bowed down to me, her forehead to the floor in supplication.

“I understand seeing your daughter trussed up like that is a bit of a shock Cunt!” I said, stepping onto the tips of my Mothers fingers. “But a Cunt like you’ll have to realise that you’ll be sharing me with That Slut from now on. So Cunt! Slut! say it together now.”

“Yes, Master!” they chorused, “we’re a family, and family sticks together.”

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