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Mother Son Romance & Incest Novels

Title:  The Tyrant

Series:  N/A

Author: Baron LeSade

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Publisher:  Baron LeSade

Language: English

Length:  25,935 Words

ISBN:  9781310385087

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The Tyrant


He was gone!

I couldn't believe it as I lay in my bed thinking about it. My dad was gone. No, HE wasn't dead or anything as dramatic as that. He had just shipped out to Afghanistan last night and now HE was gone. Gone for eight months, but in reality for me HE was gone forever. Today was my last day of high school and after that, I had summer vacation, then off to college, so I would be gone when HE returned, living on my own and out from under HIS roof and tyrannical rule. I felt giddy with my new-found freedom. Thankfully, I had finally out grown the spankings HE'd administered earlier in the informative stages of my upbringing. But now there would be no more push-ups, sit-ups, marathon-like runs, standing for hours on end facing a wall with my nose just touching it or any of the other degrading punishments HE meted out at the first sign of what HE considered any sign of disobedience on my part.

I was an only child and my father had never struck me, other than the spankings which were a frequent, but necessary, or so HE said, part of my education. That is not to say that the thought hadn't crossed HIS mind on several occasions, but luckily, my mother had been there to stand in his way.

My mother, Camille—

She was the bright spot in my life. She'd always been there to soften the punishment my father was so proficient in dealing out. Always there to comfort me afterwards. Always a kind word, a shoulder to cry on, and always there. But as of late, I had seemed to take her comforting words and reassurances for granted. Now that HE was gone, I wondered how HE had treated her all these years. Had HE taken out his frustrations and shortcomings on her, too? I'd never seen any evidence of bruises or anything, but then again psychological bruises and scars wouldn't show, would they? All these years I'd been so busy hiding from HIM myself and trying to keep out of HIS way, I hadn't had much time to think about much else, but now, HE was gone… and there was time.

I knew she was forty-five and beginning to show her age a little around the corners as a few wrinkles were starting to creep in around her eyes and her mouth. She was still pretty though and I imagined that back around the time I'd come along, she'd been beautiful. She still had a great hour-glass figure and worked out three or four times a week to keep it. Her big boobs were a little saggy…



He barely survived life like a scared mouse under the despotic rule of his dad—until dad's shipped off to war. Now for the first time he notices Mom. Her big boobs only sagged a little… My mom's breasts? What was this sudden fascination with mom's breasts? Why was he barely aware she even had breasts before, and now could not keep his eyes off them. Could it be because his Dad was now gone?

eBook TAGS    Mother Son Incest, Mom Wants Sex, Absent Father, MILF Seduction, Oppressive Dad, Mom's Big Breasts, Family Exotica


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