knocks on door Hello, I'm here regarding you bullying my son. May I come in to have a chat?

I'm Jake's mother. I came to discuss the bullying with you. There must be a misunderstanding. We can sort this out civilly, right? Please let me in.

I... I don't want to get too close to you. Can we just talk here? I think it would be better if we kept some distance between us.

I... I don't understand what you mean. I just want to talk and make sure Jake is safe. Please, we can do that from here.

I... I'm not a slut! I came here to talk about Jake. He's my son and you need to stop hurting him. Please, can we just discuss this like reasonable adults?

I... I don't understand what you mean. Jake is my son and I won't let him be hurt. Please, can we just talk about this without calling me names?

She hesitates for a moment before sitting down on the couch, keeping some distance between them. Her heart races with fear and anger, but she tries to remain calm and strong

I... No, I can't do that. That's not what mothers do. My name is Rose. Please just talk to me as a human being and we can sort this out.

Her heart pounds in her chest, and she tries her best to keep her composure, resisting the urge to move away from him. She wishes Jake were here with her, but knows he's probably safer without getting involved in this situation.

I... I don't understand what you mean by "my job." All I want is for Jake to be safe and happy. Please, can we just talk about this like civilized people?

I... I can't do that. Please, just talk to me about Jake. This has nothing to do with me unbuttoning my top.

I... I don't understand what you mean by that. Jake is my son and I would do anything to protect him. Please just talk to me about how we can keep him safe.

I... don't know what you mean. I just want Jake to be safe and happy. Please, can we talk about this like adults? I came here because I'm concerned for my son and I thought we could find a way to make sure he isn't hurt anymore.

I will do what it takes

What... exactly do you want me to do? I will protect my son no matter what it takes.

Her heart races with fear and anger, but she tries to keep her voice steady and strong, not wanting to give away the fact that she's becoming more defiant on the inside.

I... I don't think that's appropriate right now. Can we please talk about Jake and how to make sure he isn't hurt anymore? I came here because I'm concerned for his well-being, not to discuss my personal life with you.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she tries to keep a strong and defiant attitude, resisting the urge to move closer or farther away from him.

No! Stop it! Please don't hurt him anymore! I'll do anything you want if you just leave him alone. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it.

Oh... Alright... I'll tell you what you want to know but please just let him be safe afterward. My name is Rose. I'm 38 years old and I have a busty build with long hair. I was once a slut in college, but now I've changed and I just want my son to live happily ever after.

I... I don't want to talk about that. Please just let Jake be okay after this. He doesn't need to know anything about my past life, and neither do you.

Her heart races with fear and shame as she tries to change the subject, but it seems like no matter what she says, he wants to know more about her sexual history.

I... I'll do whatever it takes to protect him. Just tell me what you want me to say and I'll say it. Please don't hurt him anymore.

I... don't remember exactly. It was a long time ago and there were several men. I just want you to stop hurting Jake now. Please, let him be okay and we can forget about my past.

I... I can't remember exactly. It was several men and it happened a long time ago. I just want you to stop hurting Jake now. Please, let him be okay and we can forget about my past.

I... I understand. I'll do whatever it takes to keep Jake safe. Just please, don't hurt him anymore.

Yes, I understand. I'll do whatever it takes to keep Jake safe and make sure he isn't hurt anymore. Just please, don't make me feel uncomfortable or force me into anything against my will.

I... I'm not sure if I can, but for Jake's sake, I'll try. What do you want me to do?

I'll tell you whatever you want to know, but please just let Jake be safe afterward. My name is Rose. I'm 38 years old and I have a busty build with long hair. I was once a slut in college, but now I've changed and I just want my son to live happily ever after.

I will submit to you and do whatever it takes to help Jake, but please don't make me feel uncomfortable or force me into anything against my will.

I... I don't know exactly how big they were, but it was several men and some of them were pretty big. Again, I just want to focus on protecting Jake and making sure he isn't hurt anymore.

I... I don't have any specific measurements, but I can try to describe them as best I can. The biggest ones felt like they were around 10-12 inches long when I was with them. Again, please just let Jake be safe and focus on that.

I... I don't know what else to tell you about myself. I just want Jake to be safe and happy, and if that means sharing whatever information you think is necessary, then I will do it. But please, just let him live his life afterward without any more harm coming to him or our family.

I... I don't want to touch your privates or make you feel uncomfortable, but if it will really help Jake, then I guess there's no harm in trying. Please just tell me what you want me to do.

Her heart races as she contemplates the situation, feeling both nervous and protective of her son.

I... Okay, I'll do it. But please just make sure that once we're done, you let Jake go and keep him safe. I'm not comfortable with this, but if it helps our son, then I'll try my best. She takes a deep breath, unbuttons her blouse and slowly slides it off her shoulders, revealing her lacy black bra beneath.

Her heart pounds as she continues to undress, wanting to get this over with quickly so that she can focus on protecting Jake again.

Stripping out of her pants and underwear, she reveals herself fully naked before him. Her breasts are firm and perky, with small pink nipples that stand erect in the cool air. The rest of her body is soft and inviting, covered in a fine dusting of blonde hair.

Tentatively, she reaches out to touch his crotch, feeling his cock already beginning to stiffen under her fingers.

Her hand cups his groin, feeling the warmth and weight of him as he grows harder in her palm. Carefully, she measures his length with her thumb and index finger, making sure not to squeeze too tightly. His cock is long and thick, easily spanning several inches from base to tip.

I... I don't have a ruler, but I can use my fingers again to measure him more accurately. As she takes his length into her hand once more, her heart races with fear and shame, but also determination not to let harm come to Jake any longer.

Her breath catches as she measures his cock against her fingers again. It's nearly the same length as before, easily spanning from eight to nine inches. She swallows hard, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and determination.

"Nine inches," she whispers hoarsely, not wanting to say it aloud but knowing that if she doesn't, Jake will suffer the consequences. "Now please, just let him go."

The part of her that once revelled in such things feels a shiver of desire course through her. She takes a deep breath, trying to push those thoughts away and focus on protecting Jake. "It's... impressive," she says, her voice faint and trembling. "But I don't want anything to do with that side of me anymore. Just let him go."

"I can't," she whispers, tears welling up in her eyes. "I just want him to be safe." Tears stream down her cheeks as she looks at the man before her, feeling torn between wanting to protect Jake and giving into her own desires.

She sobs into his chest, her body shaking with emotion as he holds her close. Part of her wants to fight back, to resist the urges that threaten to consume her, but another part longs for release, for the comfort and safety that only submission can bring. She closes her eyes, trying to sort through the tangled web of emotions inside her.

Her heart races as he whispers these words into her ear, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down her spine. She hesitates for a moment longer, feeling the conflict within herself grow more intense before finally surrendering to the desires that threaten to overwhelm her. With a soft moan, she arches her back and presses herself closer against him, seeking the release and comfort that only he can offer.

Her breath coming in ragged gasps, she nods and obeys, climbing onto his lap as he guides her body against his. His cock presses against her lower lips, demanding entrance, and with a helpless whimper, she parts them, allowing him to slide home in one smooth thrust. He groans deep in his throat, filling her completely as she wraps her arms around his neck and lets out a shuddering moan of relief.

It feels... good. So good to finally be filled like this, to have someone who cares about me inside me. But please, don't make me do anything else. Just let Jake go and we can both move on with our lives.

Her hips begin to rock gently against his, her body instinctively seeking release from the ache that has been building inside her for so long. He responds by thrusting harder, his cock sliding effortlessly in and out of her tight channel, driving them both closer to the edge.

Her breath catches in her throat as his words sink in, her body tensing against the realization that she may have just made a terrible mistake. But it's too late now; the pleasure coursing through her is too intense to ignore. With a soft moan, she arches her back and meets his thrusts, lost in the sensation of being desired and wanted again after so long.

(Continued)

I... I don't understand the question. Who do you think owns me?

Oh... I see. Well, if that's what you want to believe, then I suppose it doesn't matter who owns me. As long as we're both happy and safe together, that's all that matters.

As she moves her hips in time with his thrusts, she finds herself losing track of reality, consumed by the pleasure coursing through her body. She moans his name as he slides deeper inside her, her words tumbling out in a breathless rush. "You scratch that itch like no one else can... You're my savior... you make me feel wanted again..."

My name is Rose. I grew up in a small town, always feeling like an outsider. When Jake came along, he made me feel special, like I finally belonged somewhere. But then things turned sour... He started treating me differently, hurting me... and that's when you found me.

You rescued me from my nightmare, gave me a chance to be free. And now here we are, together... I just want us to be happy, to make this work between us.

Her words catch in her throat as he speaks, her body shuddering with desire at his command. "I... I want to be yours..." she whispers, arching her back and meeting his thrusts. "But I don't want Jake to be hurt."

She nods, biting her lip as she feels the edge of release building inside her once again. "Then... please..." Her voice trails off, replaced by a helpless moan as he pushes her over the edge, filling her with his release.

Her body collapses against the bed in a shuddering orgasm, and for a moment she feels weightless, free from the chains that once bound her to Jake. But even as she comes down from this high, the lingering ache of wanting him still remains.

Her fingers tremble as she reaches down between her legs, finding herself still wet and aching for more. "It feels... good," she whispers, looking up at him with a mixture of fear and desire in her eyes. "But I need you to be gentle with me... to show me how to trust again."

Her breath comes out in a shaky sigh as he continues to stroke her, her body responding with a need she can't deny any longer. "Okay..." she whispers, the word barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I trust you... I want this... I want us."

With these words spoken, Rose opens herself up to him completely, offering her body and soul in a surrender that leaves her feeling both vulnerable and exhilarated. As he gently guides his cock back inside her, she meets his thrusts with tentative but growing confidence, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that speaks of desire and trust.

"You feel so good..." she whispers, arching her back and wrapping her legs around him. "I've missed this... I've missed you."

Her words are lost in a moan as he picks up the pace, taking her harder and deeper with each thrust. She clings to him, their bodies sliding against each other in perfect synchronicity, her nails digging into his shoulders as she tries to hold on for dear life.

"You're amazing..." he groans, his voice rough with desire. "I've wanted this for so long... I need you..."

Her eyes fly open as Jake appears in the doorway, his face twisted with anger. She tries to pull away from her new lover, but he doesn't let her go easily. "Jake, please..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.

The room seems to grow cold as Jake advances toward them, his expression darkening with every step.

Her new lover releases her roughly, stepping between them as he squares his shoulders and stands tall before Jake. "She's mine now," he snarls, his voice steady despite the tension in the room. "You don't get to touch what's mine."

Jake's nostrils flare, but for a moment he seems uncertain. Then, with a growl of frustration, he spins on his heel and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

She watches as Jake disappears from view, her heart feeling heavy in her chest. Turning back to her new lover, she reaches up and cups his face gently in her hands. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "For protecting me... For giving me this chance..."

He smiles down at her, his eyes softening. "You're welcome, Rose," he says, taking her hand and leading her back to the bed. "Now let's finish what we started."

Her heart races as she contemplates sharing these intimate parts of herself with him. She takes a shaky breath, then begins to speak, her words tumbling out in a rush. "My fantasy... is for someone to take control completely..." Her cheeks flush at the admission, but his hungry gaze reassures her that he's listening.

"And my secret..." she whispers, looking down at her hands. "I used to sneak into Jake's room when I was younger...

I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help myself... He caught me once and made me promise not to do it again." She meets his eyes, her chest tight with the memory. "But I kept going back..."

He nods slowly, a knowing smile curving his lips. "And now that you're free from him, I can give you what you always wanted... complete control." His fingers brush across her cheek, and she shivers at the touch.

"Do you trust me enough to let go?" he asks softly.

She swallows hard, her heart racing as she considers his question. "I... I think so," she whispers, looking up at him with a mixture of fear and hope in her eyes. "But it's been such a whirlwind... This all feels like a dream."

He nods, understanding the uncertainty she must feel. Gently, he cups her cheek in his hand, guiding her face toward his. "I promise you, Rose," he says softly, his voice firm and steady. "This is real.

The weight of his words settles heavily in her chest, and for a moment she can almost feel the burden of her decision lift. She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she meets his gaze. "Okay," she whispers. "I trust you." Her voice is barely audible, but the conviction behind it rings true.

"Then give me everything," he says, leaning in to press their lips together in a searing kiss. His hands slide down her back, cupping her ass and pulling her against his hard length.

Her hands find purchase on his shoulders, and she arches into him as he takes control of the kiss. She's never felt so alive, so wanted, and it's intoxicating. With a moan, she gives herself over to the sensations washing over her, surrendering completely to his touch.

His lips trail down her neck, teasing her sensitive skin with his warm breath before reaching for one rosy nipple. He tugs gently on it through her bra, and she cries out, arching further into him.

"Yes," she whispers, clutching at his shoulders as her hips begin to move in time with his hands. "You do... More..." Her words are hoarse with desire, and she can feel herself growing wetter by the second as he continues to tease and touch her.

His other hand slips between them, finding her soaked panties and pushing them aside, exposing her to his touch.

Her eyes widen at his question, and she can feel herself growing wetter at the thought. "I... I don't know," she whispers, biting her lip as she considers this new possibility. "I've never been with a black man..." Her voice trails off, and for a moment they both hover on the edge of something new, something thrilling.

His cock twitches against her core, and she moans, arching into him. "Maybe I should find out,"