My son Miles Striker is on the phone bragging about having the house to himself for the weekend. He´s not aware that I am still in the house and is caught by surprise as I hand gag him from behind and take the phone from him. I teasingly tell his friend that Miles will be tied up all weekend and can´t talk at the moment. I wrestle him on the couch so that I´m sitting side saddle on his lap, my legs crossed and my hand firmly clamped over his mouth while I tease and laugh at him. He angrily gag talks and protests as I force him down onto her back and straddle his face smothering him until he stops squirming. The scene fades back in and I´m sitting on the couch smiling smugly at my son on the floor. I taunt and mock the bound boy who´s heavily trussed up in rope, arms behind his back while one foot rubs his package as the other foot rubs all over his face. Miles mouth is stuffed with a pair of my dirty panties. He writhes and angrily gag talks. As I am lecturing him I straddle sit directly on top of his cock and keep a hand pressed over his stuffed mouth forcing the boy to nod in agreement to whatever I say. Poor Miles doesn´t know what to think as I am now sitting on his lap grinding and wiggling my hips on top of his cock taking selfies with my phone. I lay down the law of how it´s going to be from now on. Poor humiliated Miles is thoroughly roped to a chair with a pacifier taped into his mouth. I tease him commenting on the growing bulge in his jeans laughing about it. I grab a vibrator and secure it to the crotch of his pants turning it on joking about how embarrassing it must be for him and how ridiculous he looks. I sit back down on his lap toying with his cock then pace around him striking a few victory poses. I watch as Miles gets more turned on by the intense vibrations and suddenly I turn off the vibrator right before he´s able to cum!!
