Mia lounged on Alex's bed that afternoon, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his thigh as they plotted their next conquest. The rush from breaking Aunt Lisa, Cousin Sarah, and the others had them both hooked—Mia on the control, Alex on the raw power of turning reluctant women into obedient fucktoys. But this? This was personal. Their stepmom, Elena, had always been the untouchable one: mid-forties, curvaceous with E-cup tits that strained her blouses, a round ass from years of yoga, and long auburn hair she kept in a professional bun. She worked as a real estate agent, coming home exhausted but always with that authoritative vibe, oblivious to the depravity brewing under her roof.
'She's next,' Mia whispered, her eyes gleaming with malice. 'We've fucked everyone else. Why not the woman who raised us? Imagine her begging, those fat tits bouncing while you wreck her holes.'
Alex's cock stirred at the thought. Elena had caught glimpses of his erections over the years, scolding him once or twice, but never suspecting the monster her stepson had become. 'How? She's no idiot. She'll fight.'
Mia's grin turned feral. 'We stage a home invasion. Deep voices, masks, fake gun. Bag her head when she walks in, tie her up. I'll play the leader, you the silent muscle. But first, we tie you up too—make it look like you're a victim. Gag you, so she thinks we're forcing her to... entertain us by making her son cum. She won't know it's me under the costume. Once she breaks, we blackmail her into daily videos. You'll film them, keep her compliant. She'll spread for you forever, or we leak everything.'
Alex nodded, pulse quickening. The taboo of railing his stepmom, her maternal body defiled, made him leak precum. 'Do it. Make it brutal.'
That evening, Elena pulled into the driveway, heels clicking on the path as she juggled her purse and keys. The house was dark, unusual, but she shrugged it off—kids were probably out. She unlocked the door, stepping into the foyer, and that's when they struck. From the shadows, Mia—clad in a full black ski mask, oversized hoodie, gloves, and pants that hid her figure—lunged with a thick burlap sack. It engulfed Elena's head in one swift motion, the older woman gasping in shock.
'Shut the fuck up!' Mia growled in a distorted deep voice, pressing the cold plastic of a fake pistol to Elena's temple. 'One word, and I shoot you dead.'
Elena froze, her body rigid with terror. No scream escaped; the sack muffled her whimpers as her arms flailed blindly. Alex, masked similarly but silent as planned, grabbed her wrists, zip-tying them behind her back with rough yanks that made her skin pinch. She stumbled as they dragged her to the living room, where Alex had already prepared: himself 'tied' to a chair in the corner, wrists bound loosely with rope to the arms, ankles to the legs, and a strip of duct tape over his mouth. He widened his eyes in feigned horror, mumbling muffled protests to sell the act.
They shoved Elena to her knees in the center of the room, securing her ankles together with more ties before looping rope around her torso, cinching it tight under her blouse to pin her arms. The sack stayed on, her breaths coming in panicked huffs. 'Please... don't hurt us,' she begged through the fabric, voice trembling. 'Take what you want—money, jewelry—just leave my family alone.'
Mia pressed the fake gun harder against Elena's bagged cheek, the plastic clicking like a chamber. 'Shut your whore mouth, or I kill you right here.' Elena's body jerked, sobs soaking the sack as she bit her lip, silent tears streaming. Mia leaned in close, voice dropping to a menacing rasp. 'Good. Now, listen up, bitch. You want to live? Obey me. Your son's in the other room—tied up like you. But he's got needs. Entertain me: make him cum, or I put a bullet in his skull while you watch.'
Elena's head snapped up—or tried to, the sack twisting. 'What? No—please, he's my boy! Don't make me—'
Mia clicked the gun again, louder this time. 'Beg all you want, but one more word and your son dies first. Then you.' The threat hung heavy; Elena's shoulders shook with silent cries, her mind reeling at the horror. Family was everything to her—divorced young, she'd poured her life into raising Mia and Alex. The idea of harming him shattered her.
'You want to live or die?' Mia snarled. 'Obey to live. Drag your ass over there and drain his balls. Fifteen minutes, or one of you gets it.' She yanked Elena to her feet by the ropes, shoving her toward Alex's chair. The stepmom stumbled, knees buckling, but complied, terror overriding disgust.
Once in front of Alex, Mia ripped the sack off Elena's head. The older woman's face was a mess—mascara-streaked cheeks, wide blue eyes darting in confusion and fear. She blinked against the light, taking in the masked intruder: bulky costume hiding gender, voice modulator making Mia sound like a burly man. No recognition dawned. Alex played his part, thrashing lightly against the ropes, eyes bulging behind his mask as he 'mmph-mmphed' in protest.
Elena gasped, horror twisting her features. 'Alex! Oh God, baby—'
'Start now, bitch!' Mia barked, waving the gun. 'Titjob him. Make me entertained, or I blow his brains out.' She propped her phone on a side table, hitting record—the red light a silent witness.
Elena's hands shook as she reached for Alex's shorts, reluctance etched in every line of her face. 'Please... this is wrong. He's my son—don't make me hurt him.' Tears stained her blouse as she pulled down the fabric, his thick cock springing free, already rock-hard from the anticipation. It throbbed inches from her, veined and leaking.
'Five minutes on those udders!' Mia snapped, pressing the gun to Elena's back. 'Squeeze him dry, or die.'
Sobbing, Elena unbuttoned her blouse with fumbling fingers, freeing her massive E-cups from the lacy bra. They spilled out, heavy and soft, nipples hardening in the cool air despite her dread. She leaned forward, wrapping the warm flesh around Alex's shaft, her tears dripping onto his skin as she began to slide up and down. The sensation was electric—her tits so plush, enveloping him completely, the friction building as she pumped faster, begging between strokes. 'I'm sorry, baby... Mommy's so sorry... please cum quick...'
Alex groaned through the tape, hips bucking subtly to prolong it, savoring the maternal humiliation. Her cleavage glistened with his precum, the slap of titflesh echoing softly. But five minutes ticked by on Mia's watch; he held back, edges of orgasm teasing but denied.
'Time's up!' Mia yanked Elena's hair back. 'Blowjob now, slut. Suck him like your life depends on it—because it does.'
Elena whimpered, lips quivering as she lowered her mouth. 'No... I can't... it's incest...' But the gun's prod to her temple silenced protests. She engulfed his cockhead, tongue swirling reluctantly, cheeks hollowing as she bobbed. Her technique was amateurish at first—gagging on his girth, saliva dribbling down her chin—but desperation kicked in. She deepthroated sloppily, throat convulsing around him, hands cupping his balls to massage. 'Mmmph... cum for Mommy... please...' she mumbled around the meat, tears mixing with spit.
Alex's balls tightened, but he clenched, drawing it out. The wet slurps filled the room, Elena's head pistoning furiously, her tits swaying. Mia circled, filming close-ups of the degradation—the stepmom's lipstick smearing on his shaft, her eyes pleading up at his masked face.
'Last five minutes!' Mia announced coldly. 'If he doesn't blow, one of you dies. Use your pussy, whore. Ride him raw.'
Elena's face crumpled. 'God, no—not that... Alex, forgive me...' She hiked her skirt, shoving panties aside to reveal her trimmed bush and slick folds—betrayal from her body's fear response. Straddling the chair awkwardly, ropes chafing her skin red, she impaled herself on his cock with a choked cry. Her walls stretched around him, hot and velvety, as she bounced desperately. 'Cum... oh God, cum inside Mommy... save us...'
The chair creaked under her frantic rhythm, ass cheeks clapping against his thighs, pussy juices soaking his lap. Alex thrust up brutally, hands 'struggling' but actually gripping her hips through the loose ties to slam deeper. Elena rode like her life hung in the balance—grinding her clit, walls milking him in panic—moans escaping despite her shame. 'Harder? Is this what you want? Fuck Mommy's cunt—cum!' But he held, savoring the vise-like grip, her desperation making it hotter.
'He's not finishing!' Mia feigned rage, cocking the fake gun. 'I'll kill you both now—but wait. Use your asshole, bitch. Offer it up, and maybe he pops. Refuse, and your son's dead.'
Elena's eyes widened in pure horror. 'My ass? No one's ever... please, not there—it's virgin! It'll hurt...'
'Clock's ticking. Beg for it, or die.' Mia jammed the barrel into Elena's ribs.
Sobbing hysterically, Elena lifted off his cock, slick with her arousal, and positioned her puckered hole over the tip. 'Okay... take Mommy's ass... just cum...' She sank down slowly, the tight ring resisting until it tore with a pop, blood trickling immediately as pain ripped a scream from her throat. 'Aaaah! It burns—stop, no!' But she forced herself lower, inch by agonizing inch, until balls-deep.
Alex growled in ecstasy, the virgin ass clenching like a fist, blood lubing the brutal invasion. Elena thrashed weakly, ropes biting deeper into her wrists, drawing thin lines of red. She rode reverse now, ass cheeks spreading wide, the penetration savage—each drop tearing her further, her cries turning to guttural wails. 'Fuck my shithole... destroy it... cum, please!'
That pushed him over. With a muffled roar, Alex erupted, flooding her bowels with thick ropes of cum, the warmth mixing with her blood as she collapsed forward, ass gaping and leaking when she slid off. She curled into a ball, weeping, body marked and violated.
Mia removed her mask slowly, revealing her face with a wicked smile. 'Surprise, Mom. It was me all along. And Alex? He loved every second.' Elena's head snapped up, shock paling her features further. 'Mia? You... monsters...'
'Not done,' Mia said, waving the phone. 'That video? First of many. For one week, you send us a new one daily: blowjob, titjob, assfuck, pussy fuck—different each time, explicit, no holding back. Alex films. Miss a day, and I come to your precious school— I know where you volunteer—and kill your daughter. Wait, that's me. But everyone sees you as the incestuous whore you are now.'
Elena shuddered, defeated. 'You evil bitch... fine. Just delete—'
'Dream on.' Mia cut her ties. 'Start tomorrow. Or else.'
Alex untied himself, cock still twitching, already addicted. For the next week, he orchestrated Elena's submission, filming each degradation in her bedroom or the kitchen, her reluctance fueling his brutality. She obeyed, tears constant, but no choice bound her tighter than the blackmail.
Day 1: Blowjob Video
Elena knelt in the master bathroom, Alex's phone propped on the sink capturing her tear-streaked face. 'Please, Alex... this is sick. I'm your stepmom.' But his glare silenced her. She unzipped him, cock slapping her cheek. 'Suck it deep, like last night,' he ordered, grabbing her hair. She engulfed him, lips stretching, throat bulging as he face-fucked her without mercy. Gags echoed off tiles, spit bubbling from her nose as he rammed balls-deep, bruising her tonsils. 'Choke on stepson's meat, Elena. Swallow every drop.' She hollowed her cheeks, tongue lashing the underside, but he held her head until she turned red, puking bile around his shaft. Finally, he yanked out, hosing her face with cum—ropes splattering eyes, mouth, hair. She coughed, licking lips in defeat. 'Good slut,' he said, stopping the record. He jerked off to it twice that night, her maternal degradation perfection.
Day 2: Titjob Video
In the living room, curtains drawn, Elena stripped to her waist, those massive tits oiled up under the camera's lens. Alex sat on the couch, her kneeling between his legs. 'Squeeze harder this time—no mercy,' he commanded, slapping her breasts to make them redden. She whimpered, enveloping his throbbing length in the soft valley, pumping with desperate vigor. The flesh slapped wetly, nipples grazing his tip each upstroke. 'Faster, Mom—milk me with your udders.' Tears fell as she obeyed, adding her tongue to lick the head on every pass, the humiliation burning. He pinched her nipples viciously, twisting until she yelped, the pain making her tits clench tighter around him. Precum slicked the channel; she begged, 'Cum on them... please, end this.' He did, erupting across her chest, white globs dripping down to her belly. She rubbed it in as ordered, sobbing. Alex saved the file, replaying her bouncing tits endlessly, hornier than ever.
Day 3: Pussy Fuck Video
Elena's bedroom, her on all fours on the bed, ass up for the phone on the nightstand. Alex behind her, no lube—just raw entry. 'Spread your cunt lips,' he growled. She did, fingers trembling, exposing the pink folds. He slammed in, balls-deep in one thrust, her scream muffled into the pillow. 'Take it, stepmom—your son's breeding hole now.' He pounded mercilessly, hips bruising her ass cheeks, each slap echoing as her walls stretched and quivered. She clawed the sheets, begging, 'Slower... it hurts... you're too big!' But he gripped her hips, yanking her back onto him, cockhead battering her cervix. Juices betrayed her, squirting with a forced orgasm that made her shame deepen. 'Cum inside? No—pull out!' Too late; he flooded her pussy, cum oozing out as he pulled free. She collapsed, leaking, while he filmed the creampie close-up. The power rush had him edging for hours after.
Day 4: Assfuck Video
Kitchen table, Elena bent over it, legs spread wide. The phone captured her terror as Alex lubed only his cock—barely. 'Beg for my dick in your shithole again,' he demanded. 'Please... fuck my ass, Alex... make it quick.' He forced in dry at first, the ring tearing anew, blood welling as she howled. 'Shut up and push back,' he snarled, spanking her until welts rose. Inch by inch, he buried, then reamed her bowels with savage strokes, the table rocking. Her cheeks jiggled, hole gaping each withdrawal, pink insides flashing. 'It burns—stop, you're ripping me!' But he choked her from behind, thrusting deeper, balls slapping her pussy. She thrashed, but ropes of cum soon painted her guts, leaking bloody down her thighs. He made her taste it, tongue scooping from her ass. Filming her broken sobs? Intoxicating; he fucked his hand raw that night.
Day 5: Titjob Variation—With Toys
To vary, Alex added clamps: nipple vices biting Elena's peaks as she knelt in the garage, tits wrapped around him. 'Pump while I twist these,' he said, phone angled low. She cried out as he cranked the clamps, blood rushing to the tips, but slid her breasts faster, the pain sharpening her focus. 'Your tits are cum rags now—earn it.' Drool from her bitten lip lubed the valley; she hummed vibrations against his shaft, desperate. He yanked the clamps mid-stroke, making her arch in agony, clenching him tighter. Cum blasted her neck and chin, clamps dangling like trophies. Her reluctant moans? He looped the video, craving more brutality.
Day 6: Blowjob Variation—Deepthroat Challenge
Bathroom again, Elena on her knees in the shower, water cascading. Alex held the phone overhead. 'No hands—throat me till I nut, or Mia gets the originals.' She nodded, mouth opening wide as he skull-fucked her under the spray. Water choked her with his cock, gurgles turning to retches as he hit her gag reflex repeatedly. 'Deeper, swallow stepsons load.' She did, nose buried in his pubes, throat bulging obscenely, veins pulsing against her tongue. He face-slapped her with his wet shaft between breaths, bruising her cheeks. Finally, he held her down, cumming straight down her esophagus—she swallowed convulsively, coughing up excess. The watery degradation? Alex watched it on repeat, stroking furiously.
Day 7: Full Fuck Video—Pussy and Ass Double
Climax in the bedroom: Elena tied spread-eagle for the finale, phone on tripod. Alex alternated holes, starting with her pussy—slamming in missionary, her legs straining ropes. 'Scream for the camera, Mom.' She did, walls fluttering as he reamed, then flipped to ass, the double stretch making her bleed and squirt. 'Both holes mine—cum dump forever.' He brutalized her for twenty minutes, choking, slapping, until dual creampies left her a wrecked, cum-soaked mess. 'One week down,' he whispered, untying her. 'But we're not stopping.' Elena curled up, broken, but the obedience stuck. Alex, reveling in the evil empire they'd built, plotted the next victim with Mia—endless nights of taboo conquest ahead.