Once done she pulled her shorts back on and opened her bedroom door. Peeking out as if she was sneaking home after curfew she tiptoed to the bathroom and opened the hamper placing her panties on the top of towels needing to be washed.
A rush of kinky thrill and excitement raced through her body as she made her way back to her room, got up on the bed, sitting up against the soft pillows that rested against the headboard and sent a text to cooper.
“It’s done..just as you ordered cooper” she wrote feeling so dirty, so controlled, full of questions as to why he was blackmailing her in such depraved ways.
Matt’s phone alerted and he grinned. He read the text and replied.
“That’s a good slut. I see you placed them in the bathroom. Now…I hope you left them where he will find them..your reputation depends on it.” He wrote and then sat back waiting…patiently like he so often does when researching new fishing spots.
Kelli froze. He really did have cameras hidden. How could he know she put them in the bathroom. The most private area, would he watch her use the toilet, take showers? She was feeling more and more violated in so many ways.
“Why do you want him to find my worn panties? That isn’t very sexy” Kelli typed feeling a bit insecure and needing to ask questions and learn hoping not to piss cooper off.
“To show you that your son isn’t so innocent and to start your slut training slow. Besides what adult man isn’t curious about a pair of freshly worn panties” matt wrote as he stroked his thick cock.
Kelli read the words. Her son was an angel. There is no way he would take my panties, let alone, smell them. She thought as her pussy got even wetter just thinking about matt finding them.
“I assure you cooper, my son is a respectable man” she wrote in a matter of fact way.
“We will see. Now, I see you haven’t showered have you?” Matt wrote really trying to get Kelli believing maybe he was able to offer some privacy with the cameras and hoping to gain her trust.
“No, but I need to.” She replied.
“Not until I say you can. For now, get naked, spread those legs and send me a picture of my sticky cum oozing from that tight fuck hole I raped” matt wrote as his mind was going wild.
Kelli felt her face turn a deeper red and she got goosebumps. A picture? Naked with the lights on? It was all so against her routine .
Matt stood and walked to the bathroom making sure to shut the door loudly letting Kelli know he had entered the bathroom making her jump as she read.
“I..can’t..what if matt walks in…the lights are on” she replied full of fear and yet that dark dirty excitement was simmering.
“Do it, or I release every picture and video I have to the web.” Matt wrote as he went to the hamper and opened it figuring that was where she probably put the panties if she followed the orders.
Kelli trembled, slipping off her tank top and shorts laying them at her fingers reach, almost like a security blanket. She spread her legs, and her pussy lips slowly parted open. With camera in hand she switched the camera view and did her best to take a selfie picture of her spread pussy lips as her fingers trembled. Looking at the picture she felt a bit self conscious as she had never looked at her pussy in any way other than what she saw while trimming it or washing it in the shower.
The picture was to her so graphic, her lips parted, the folds very swollen and so sticky with the cum and her own juices that were flowing from her stretched red hole. She stared at the picture and deep inside found it actually very stimulating and to her surprisingly erotic.
Kelli swallowed as deep gulp of embarrassment and sent the pic. Her body was on fire with anxiety and fear what cooper would think, would do if not up to his standard.
Matt pulled the very fresh wet panties from the hamper and flushed the toilet and washed his hands so if his mom did hear would think he was simply using the bathroom. He walked normal as he could, fighting back the urges to press those panties to his nose while her walked the ten feet to his room. Once in his room he locked the door and plopped back on the bed to savor his new treasure as his phone alerted a new message had arrived.
He opened the attachment and his eyes nearly bugged out of his skull. There in front of him was his mother’s very wet pussy, sure he had seen it already but this was the result of her becoming his blackmailed slut and sending him what he ordered.
“What a sexy wet pussy. I’m glad your learning to obey me.” Matt wrote as he raised her panties to his nose and inhaled the intoxicating aromas of his mother’s freshly wet panties .
“Um..thank you” she stuttered not sure how to respond
Matt suddenly had a thought about how to push his mother further into her training. His best friend was named Keith and would be a perfect excuse if he so called accidently texted his mom trying to reach Keith since their names are next to each other on his phone. He grinned as thought what to say, along with coopers help.
“Now, get some rest. You’ll need it for tomorrow slut” matt replied as cooper.
Kelli sat in a frenzy of feelings, her body aching to be used more, never had she felt her pussy so swollen, her nipples so tender aching to bee touched.
Matt grinned as he took a deep breath then wrote his so called text to his best friend Keith .
“Hey man. You never believe what I found in the bathroom hamper” he wrote setting the bait.
Kelli’s phone alerted and she thought maybe cooper wanted more of her. She saw the caller id as Matthew. She opened the text and sat stunned as she read it. There had to be some mistake, why would he send this to me.
She read the words again, knowing matt meant her wet sticky sweaty cum coated panties. But why did he send her that text. Then it clicked, it was his best friend Keith. His name must be next to hers in his address book on his phone.
Chills ran through her body and a new sense of kinky pleasure filed her mind.
Matt waited a moment letting his mom think he was chatting with Keith before sending another reply.
“I’m not kidding bro, I have them in my hands, and they are super fresh. Here I’ll send you a pic” he wrote sending it to his mom as if he was in the middle of a conversation with Keith.
Kelli’s phone dinged and she gasped and covered her mouth as she read the text and saw the attached picture of her panties in her son’s hand on his lap as he sat in bed.
Reading the text matt was having with his friend was making her wetness leak from her pussy, why was she so turned on by her son smelling and handling her used panties. She took a deep breath trying to process it all, the deep dark needs boiling up from within.
“She does laundry every day..she will notice. I promise though to get you a pair. Just be patient” matt wrote
Kelli was finding that reading these text invigorating, making her feel so dirty , so kinky, yet so wrong.
“Alright night man. I’ll do my best for you” he wrote leaving Kelli wondering what that meant. She was on the edge with a need to know.
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The next morning as she was making breakfast waiting for Matt to come eat her phone alerted her of a message.