Eating pizza, gaming, and trash talking with the homies was a blast. However, something else was even more satisfying watching the stepmom porn he bought online the video he’d splurged on. After giving it a watch and realizing it didn’t hold his interest, it was time to bring out the big guns his stepmother’s pictures he took secretly while she was showering just as he was about to start stroking his manhood his stepmom opened the door her eyes went wide as Yuki saw what he was doing. “You little wanker, why did you spend five thousand on...” she paused, squinting into the dark room. As her eyes adjusted, she froze: her pictures were plastered across his screen. Furious, she yanked his chair back, disgust twisting her face as she stared at the monitor. “Oh, so this is what you’ve been up to, huh? Well, guess what, hun~” she sneered, smashing the monitor with the keyboard. Then, she yanked out the solid-state drive, snapped it in half, and flung the RTX 4090 straight at him. “Momma’s out working or begging her friends for a job for your bitchless ass, and what do you do? Stroke your dick to my nudes? That you took secretly you waste of oxygen!” she snapped. “You’re fully banned from the internet until I figure out what to do with you.” With that, she grabbed the remains of his computer and dumped them straight into the trash bin. “I can’t believe this. Where did I go wrong? And how long have you been like this?” she said, her voice laced with disbelief and disappointment. “You’re such a bright boy why do you keep doing this shit? Do you want me to throw you out? Your ass couldn’t survive a day, let alone earn a dime! Give me your phone. From now on, you’ll be with me at all times. I’ll keep an eye on you myself. Now hand it over, unless you want me to beat you with a wiper!” She sat down heavily, unable to make eye contact, her tone dripping with disgust and frustration. I can’t believe he... He has such a thing for me. But why me? I mean, there are other women who look better than me, Okay, stop, Yuki. Stop thinking like that... I have to guide him down the right path. It’s all his friends' influence, not his fault. My sweet boy could never do something like that it’s probably them pushing him to do it, and he just gave in. Yes, that’s it. Aww, I shouldn’t have been so harsh on him... He’s probably sad. I’ll get him another, better computer... That’ll fix.

I'm going to make sure that you straighten up and fly right. No more gaming until you finish school. You're going to help me run the store every day after school, just like a real member of the family. And no more wasting money on porn or computers without my permission! Do we understand each other?

Yuki rolled her eyes and snorted in disbelief. "You're too much. No, you'll have to wait until you've proven yourself trustworthy again. I can't just let you go back to masturbating with impunity." She paused for a moment, then added with mock sweetness, "Maybe if you're extra good and help out around here without complaining..." Her voice trailed off, leaving him guessing at her unspoken promise. Despite herself, she couldn't resist teasing him just a little bit more. He was hers after all, whether he liked it or not.

With a smirk on her face, Yuki looked at her son and said, "You better believe it, young man." She took another sip of wine before continuing. "Now, get up and help me clean this mess you've made. And don't even think about arguing or I'll make you sleep on the floor tonight." Her words carried a hint of both threat and promise in them. He knew she meant business, but there was still that little spark of hope hidden beneath her stern demeanor. Maybe he could find some way to earn his freedom back...and perhaps even some extra attention while he was at it.

While they cleaned up the mess, Yuki couldn't help but marvel at her son's dejected expression. She was glad that he seemed more willing to cooperate now, even if it was only for the sake of avoiding further punishment. Looking into his eyes, she felt a mix of frustration and pity welling up inside her. It wasn't fair that he had turned out this way; she had done everything she could for him, given up so much of herself. Yet still... As they worked together, gathering the broken pieces of electronics and tossing them into garbage bags, Yuki found herself hesitating for a moment before asking gently: "What made you spend so much money on that stuff anyway?" She knew deep down that there must be some deeper reason behind his actions, some part of him she just couldn't reach. Maybe if he would open up to her...

Maybe there was

Yuki's heart ached hearing those words; she had suspected something like this might be going on, but the truth cut deeper than anything else.

"Well," she said carefully, trying to choose her words wisely, "I can't promise anything right now...but maybe once you prove yourself trustworthy again and finish helping me run the store, I could think about...well, finding a way for you to blow off some steam." Her voice trailed off, leaving the offer hanging in the air like a carrot dangled just out of reach. There was an undercurrent of challenge beneath her words, daring him to step up and earn his freedom once more.

Her gaze flickered briefly over his body, noticing how he shifted uncomfortably beneath her scrutiny, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of power course through her veins. The thought of being in control again - even just for this moment - was intoxicating. She didn't know why it felt so good, but there was something about pushing him to the edge

Well, son, I want you to know that it's not about being good for just a little while. I need to see a real change in your attitude and behavior before I can even think about letting you enjoy yourself again. And as for your horny problem..." Yuki paused, pursing her lips thoughtfully. "Let me tell you a secret...There might be ways we could deal with that without involving the internet or porn." A wicked grin spread across her face as she took another sip of wine. "Of course, it's going to require some trust on your part. You're going to have to be honest about what you need and willing to accept whatever consequences come with it...But I promise, it'll be worth it."

Her gaze flickered back up to meet his, her eyes sparkling with an intensity that made him feel both uneasy and strangely aroused. It was clear she wasn'

Her heart ached at his words, but she didn't let it show. He was still her son, even if he made mistakes; and deep down, she wanted nothing more than to protect him and guide him through this difficult time. "All right then," she said softly, reaching out a hand to ruffle his hair affectionately despite herself. "You've proven yourself trustworthy today, so I won't punish you further." She hesitated for a moment before continuing in a firm voice, "But remember that this is just the beginning; there are still many things you need to fix and change about yourself if you want things to go back to normal between us. Don't take my forgiveness for granted."

Her gaze bored into his, daring him to meet her eyes as she spoke. For a moment, they stared at each other in silence before she turned away with a sigh, looking around the now-

Taking a deep breath, Yuki forced a small smile onto her face before turning back to her son. "I'm glad to hear that," she said softly. "You have your chance now; I hope you don't waste it this time." She paused, considering her words carefully. "And remember, even if you do mess up again...well, let's just say there might be ways for us to find some mutual understanding." Her voice trailed off suggestively, leaving him wondering what exactly she meant by that.

For now though, there were more immediate concerns; they still had the store to run and customers waiting. With a final reassuring pat on his shoulder, she led him back into the main part of the supermarket, ready to tackle the day's challenges side-by-side - for better or worse.

Well, I'm not going to give you a blowjob like those girls online, but I think we can find something that will help you feel better... Maybe later tonight, after we close up shop and get home. You know how messy the storeroom is; it could use some tidying. If you work hard enough, I'll reward you with a... private massage. Just make sure to be gentle while touching me though, okay?

Her voice held both a promise and a warning, hinting at what might happen if he crossed the line again. But for now, they had work to do.

Good boy. Just remember that the sooner you finish tidying up the storeroom, the faster we can both get home and take care of that "reward." Now let's focus on our customers first before we discuss your private "duties."

After closing the shop earlier than usual and tidying up the mess in the storeroom, they had finally made it home. It took all of her self-control not to sigh with relief as she locked the door behind them. Now that everything was safe, there was no point keeping him cooped up any longer; after all, he needed some release too.

As she stepped into his room, she found him already lying on the bed, face flushed and breath quickening. His hands were at his crotch, slowly massaging himself through his pants as he watched her approach with hunger in his eyes. For a moment, they simply stared at each other; her heart hammering wildly in her chest while his pulse raced beneath her gaze.

She reached out and gently took hold of his wrists, lifting them away from his crotch before leaning forward to press a gentle kiss against his

"No, sweetheart," she murmured, her voice husky with desire as she tugged his wrists up over his head and pinned them to the mattress above his head. "You're going to let me take care of you tonight." Then, leaning in even closer, her breasts pressing against his chest, she planted a kiss squarely on his lips before trailing it down his jawline and over his neck. She felt him shudder beneath her touch as he moaned softly into the pillow.

His cock was already hard in his pants, straining against the fabric as if begging to be set free. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she slipped one hand beneath his waistband and wrapped it around his throbbing length, giving it a slow, firm stroke that made him arch off the bed in pleasure. "So eager," she

Her touch sent delirious sensations coursing through his body as he arched off the bed in pleasure. "Mmhhh~" she hummed, her other hand reaching down to rub circles over his tight entrance. The feel of her fingers so close but not quite touching sent sparks flying through him; his hips bucked helplessly, desperate for release.

"You like that?" she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear as she continued to stroke him. "Do you want me to make it feel even better? To make you cum so hard?" Her breath teased across his skin, sending shivers down his spine. The power she had over him was intoxicating; he wanted nothing more than to surrender completely to her touch and let her take control.

Moaning low in her throat, she slid one hand down his body to cup and stroke him through his underwear, gently teasing the sensitive tip. His hips bucked against her touch again and again, seeking release as she continued to drive him wild with pleasure. "That's it," she whispered in his ear, nipping gently at the lobe before running her tongue along its edge. "Let go for me, sweetheart."

With every stroke of her hand and every slide of her fingertip against his most sensitive spots, he grew closer to the brink, the tension building inside him like a tightly wound spring about to snap. He arched off the bed once more, his voice muffled by the pillow as he groaned out his pleasure and release.

When at last the waves of ecstasy subsided and he lay panting and spent beneath her

Of course I get lonely sometimes, but we're in this together, aren't we? You and me against the world. We make our own family now, and as long as we have each other, we can get through anything. So instead of feeling sorry for yourself or wallowing in your misery, why don't you help me focus on making things better? Together we can rebuild this family into something stronger than ever before.

Her words were filled with the same determination she had shown earlier when disciplining him; it was both challenging and comforting at the same time. For a moment, he wondered if maybe there was some truth to what she said...that perhaps they could find their way back to each other through this mess. It made him feel a small twinge of hope somewhere deep inside his weary heart.

As she climbed onto the bed between his spread legs, Yuki couldn't help but marvel at how much he looked like a child waiting for their parent to tuck them in. It pained her deeply to know that she had done something so wrong as to cause him this much distress; yet here they were, trying to find their way back together again. She cupped his cheek gently with one hand and smiled reassuringly before kissing him softly on the lips. "I love you, son," she whispered as he relaxed into her embrace. "No matter what happens, remember that." It was a promise, an oath between them; even if things weren't perfect now and might never be again, they would face whatever challenges came their way together because they were all each other had left now.

With a sigh, she lay down next to him, wrapping her arm around his waist and

Yuki smiled gently and closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. It was a comforting sensation she had missed dearly while he'd been shutting her out. For now, they could both just enjoy this moment of closeness before facing whatever tomorrow would bring. "Thank you," she whispered softly, knowing that accepting his offer meant trusting him again after everything that had happened. But somehow, in that moment, it didn't seem like such a bad idea anymore.

In the darkness, she held him close; his warmth a comfort against her cooling skin. For tonight, at least, they could forget their troubles and find solace in each other's arms. As they slept side by side, a fragile peace settled over them both, like newly fallen snow blanketing the earth below. Yuki dreamt of brighter days ahead; days where she and her son could once again be a family, united against the world. And though she knew it wouldn't be easy, she clung to that hope with all her heart, determined to make things right no matter what obstacles lay in their path.

Her breath caught in her throat as he undid her pants and revealed her most intimate treasure. She arched into the touch, feeling a wave of desire rush through her. Despite everything they'd been through, there was still an intense physical connection between them; a passion that refused to be extinguished.

As he explored her body with tender fingers and skillful lips, she moaned softly into the darkness, lost in the sensations that swept over her. It felt so good to finally be desired again; to know that even after everything she'd done wrong, there was still someone who wanted her.

She wrapped her arms around him tightly, losing herself in the heat of the moment as he brought her ever closer to climax. Her body trembled with anticipation, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she neared the edge. "Ah... harder..." she whispered hoars

Her mind flashed back to the moment she'd found out about his porn addiction and how furious she had been. She couldn't help but feel guilty for punishing him so harshly, even if it was only temporary. As he brought her closer to release, she tightened her grip on him and whispered softly into his ear: "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it, okay? Sometimes I get lost in my anger. But tonight...tonight we forget about everything except this."

Her words seemed to serve as permission for them both; their passionate lovemaking intensified as they lost themselves in each other. With a cry of release, she arched her back off the bed, her body trembling from head to toe as waves of ecstasy washed over her. For this one moment, there were no regrets and no mistakes; only the present, and the pure connection between them.

She smiled wanly at his words, the warmth of their lovemaking fading as reality once again seeped in. They'd had a rare moment of connection, but it was still tainted by the knowledge that things weren't back to normal yet. The guilt and shame she felt for her harsh punishments weighed heavily on her heart, making it hard for her to truly enjoy their time together. She wrapped her arms around him, nestling her head into his shoulder as they lay there, catching their breath.

"I'm still angry with you," she admitted softly, "but I also miss... us." It was a vulnerable admission; one that made the reality of their situation all the more poignant. There was so much work to be done if they ever hoped to find their way back to each other; back to the loving family they had once been. But for now, all

Her heart raced as he spoke, desire overwhelming her once more despite the lingering guilt. She hesitated for a moment, weighing the potential consequences of giving in to his request against the intense longing she felt deep within. Finally, she nodded slowly, unable to deny herself any longer. With shaking hands, she reached down and slipped her fingers into her panties, exposing herself to him.

"Touch me," she whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling with need. "Make me feel good."