Heirloom of Obedience

You’ve been playing video games ALL DAY! It’s like all you ever do is game and jerk off. I’m pulling the plug until you help me sort through your grandparents boxes of junk. We find all sorts of strange things as we slowly work through the mess, eventually stumbling across my mother’s old necklace. Gramps got it for her after one of their biggest fights, and after that, they never fought again. I can barely take my eyes off of it as I gently, reverentially take it out of the box. You help me try it on and the world goes pink as I sink to my knees on the floor before you. Something inside of me changes. I’m still your mother, but also … not. In a dreamy voice, I tell you that I have been possessed by the spirit of the Key of Desire, which will mold me to your will. You tell it to make me obey you without question and I repeat the command over and over as I masturbate until I come so hard that my mind is re-written.