My Mother’s Revenge
I was the perfect son growing up, always doing what I was told and never stepping out of line. But it wasn’t enough for my mother, she was determined to make sure I was the perfect gentleman and so she sent me to finishing school. It was supposed to teach me how to be a gentleman and how to behave in society. Little did I know, it would be the start of my wildest sexual adventures.
It was a boring and tedious school and I struggled to keep up with the lessons. I was the only male student in the entire school and so I stood out from the crowd. It was during my time there that I first began to develop a rebellious streak and I started to sneak out at night to explore the city. It was during one of these late-night escapades that I first encountered the world of prostitution.
I had stumbled across a brothel and I was immediately intrigued by the sights and sounds that surrounded me. I was fascinated by the sights of women dressed in lingerie, dancing seductively and offering up their services to the highest bidder. I had never seen anything like it before and I was instantly attracted to the whole scene.
I nervously entered the brothel and was immediately greeted by a stunningly beautiful woman. She introduced herself as “Mother” and explained that she ran the place. She then explained that if I wanted to try something new, something different, then I should come to her. At first I was hesitant, but I couldn’t deny the feeling of excitement that was coursing through my veins.
I quickly discovered that Mother was not your typical madam. She wasn’t just running a brothel, she was also running a business of revenge. She allowed men to indulge in their fantasies of revenge against those who had wronged them in the past. She promised to take care of everything and make sure the revenge was carried out in the most satisfying way possible.
I was intrigued and I decided to give it a try. I told her about my mother and how she had been so strict and controlling of my every move. I wanted revenge, I wanted to show her that I could also be in control.
Mother promised that she could help me and she took me to a room where I was presented with three beautiful prostitutes. She explained that each woman was an expert in her own field and that they would be able to satisfy my every need. I was instructed to pick one of the women and then she would leave me to get on with it.
I chose the woman in the middle, a stunning brunette with curves in all the right places. She took me to the bedroom and we got started right away. She was gentle and experienced and I soon found myself completely lost in pleasure. We explored each other’s bodies in a slow and sensual manner and I soon realized that Mother had been right.
When I was done, I felt completely satisfied and I thanked the woman for her services. She then whispered something into my ear and I realized that she was part of Mother’s plan. She had been instructed to whisper words of encouragement and to make sure I was completely satisfied.
When I returned to Mother, she congratulated me on a job well done. She then handed me an envelope containing a large sum of money, which she said was my payment for services rendered. I was shocked and in awe of what had just happened.
Mother explained that this was her way of getting revenge against my mother for all the years of strictness and control she had put on me. She said she was helping me to show my mother that I was now in control of my own life.
The next day I went to my mother and showed her the envelope full of money. I explained to her what had happened and why I had done it. I told her that Mother had helped me get revenge and that I was now in control of my own life.
My mother was speechless and seemed to understand. She apologized for all the years she had been so strict and controlling. We then embraced and I realized that I had finally gained my freedom.
My mother’s revenge had been successful and I was now a grown man who was in control of his own life. I had shown my mother that I could make my own decisions and that I was not going to be controlled by anyone else.
Thank you, Mother.
