Charlie's son, Donny^^^^

March 7, 2017

The storm is getting closer every day, I can feel more and more. Not only from Griffin lack of interest, but in my biggest reminder, my son.

"Ma ma, I home!" Donny calls out to me as he comes in from school. Something in his voice has me rushing to the front room. I meet him the livingroom drying my hands on a dish cloth.

"How was your day?" I ask as he hugs me hard. I can tell something has happened at school by the way he holds me.

His whole body freezes up with my question "The recruiter came today" he utter he pulls back to look at me.

This is the one thing he has been working for these past four years. It is his dream job, Army Ranger. Even though my heart will break to see him leave and I will worry myself sick until he returns whole to me. I have to let him go, and satisfy his need to serve.

I smile as he tells me all about his meeting with his 'new friend' the recruiter. He even has this man number saved in his phone. He is so excited for what is to come I don't have the heart to tell him how I will worry about his safety.

Just like I did with my daughter when she came to me about getting married right after high school. I listen, and try to give him my best advice.

"My only problem is what do I do with my bike? I can't take it with me. And I don't want to sale it like dad said to do." He looking to me for the answer, and I think I have it.

"We could put it in the barn. I know your granddad would take care of it for you." His eyes light up. He gives me my favorite beaming smile. "We could go make room for it now if you want?" I suggest to him.

For the next hour my son and I make room for his bike and talk about his plans for the future. As we are just about to head out Griffin meet us at the door of the barn. His smile at the door being open, but it soon fades as I lock it behind us. This is the only place I will not let him intrude, and it kills him to know this.

After my father's death I locked up the barn and never opened it. Much to Griffin's disappointment. The first time I did opened up for anyone. Was for my daughter when she asked for something of my father's for her to carry in her wedding. She wanted something of his to honor his memory. She chose his class ring as her something blue.

Now Griffin shows his anger for me not letting him in the barn by talking only to Donny as we make our way back up to the house. They discuss one of Donny's friends from school who is having trouble with his bike.

Griffin continues to avoid me even as we sit down to supper. I am once again faced with the fact that it's a sex night. I am sure it will be what I have come to call a punishment fuck. It will be all about his pleasure.

It's all the same to me. I don't really care anymore. He is quick to start, bypassing foreplay all together. Somewhere in my mind I try to block out his overly wet mouth. I look for anything to block the unsatisfied way I feel with his touch.

"You going to help me with this?" His gruff voice catches my attention as he pumps his erection. He knows my weekness for giving blow jods. Over the years I have gotten very good at giving them.

I lay on the bed horizontal to his vehicle body and start giving him my best blow job. He reaches out to run his hands along my side. He thinks this turn me on, but it only softens what I am working on. The second time this happens I snap......and let my fantasy of dominants take over..and the things I wish I could do.....

I pull back and look into his eyes. "What?" He has the nerve to ask.

"Lay cross ways the bed." I order him. As I move off the bed. Retrieve what need to bring him to heal. "And don't say a word!" I add as I walk over to my dresser to get the new ropes I bought on my last shopping trip. I look over at Griffin to make sure he is doing what I said.

He has compiled with my order, but he is watching every move I make. The need to blindfold him flares up inside me so strongly, but I let it pass. I continue to gather what I need. Going into the bathroom, I get my big hair brush.

I drop the brush on the bed near his hip. "What that for?" He asked as I unwind the rope.

"For you, especially if I think you are going to be disobedient. Now keep quiet. Hold out your hands, now!" He immediately holds his hands out in front of him. His semi is now back to a full blown hard on.

I tie his hands and scure the rope to the leg of the bed fram. I move around to grab his legs and pull until his arms are straight. "Now, if you don't want your legs tied, and your ass red, I suggest you remain still and quite."

I give him no time to reply as I move back between his thighs. I take my time running my tongue along his now swollen shaft makeing sure to spend some of my time on his balls. I enjoy my full control over him.

By the time I am ready to take him back into my mouth. He is breathing heavily and moaning. On the first bob of my head he try to buck his hips. Slowly I pull his cock out of my mouth with a wet pop. "I said don't move. This is your last warning." I say strongly. The look of dread in his eyes tells me that my message was clear.

I continue to slowly take him to the back of my throat making sure to humm with each stroke. Griffin has dropped his head back to the bed and is pulling on the rope that I have tied around his hands.

I move right arm around to rest my hand across his lower abs. I slow my pace when I feel him tense up knowing he geting close. Once he has relaxed just a bit I change up my attack. I run my tongue around the head making sure to put just the right amount of pressure on the sensitive skin at base of his slit.

When his hips start to rise off the bed for the second time I press my hand against his hips. It is a warning he immediately remembers and goes still again.

I know his close to his limit by pleading eyes so I pick up my speed. Griffin has a tell when he's about to cum, it is a small flutter in his lower stomach. I smile to myself as I take him all the way to the back of my throat a Just as his balls draw up, ready to unload in my waiting mouth.....

"Thanks babe...you where good." I blink suddenly. I am brought back to reality. Once again I am on my back, unsatisfied and longing more.... Much, much more.

It was the first time in years my thoughts turned to the Domina inside myself. I am shocked at how drunk I am from the power I felt just from a fantasy. One day.... I will have a man who will alow me to unleash my true self on him.

That day can not come soon enough for me.....