Disclaimer: This is a story of fantasy and is not only not intended to condone or approve of the behaviors contained herein, there is absolutely nothing about treating children as sexual objects that the author approves of, desires, or would dream of doing to an actual child. This work is written in the context of age based role play.
If you cannot understand this, have difficulty distinguishing fantasy from reality, or are in any way confused about what is appropriate and legal sexual expression, stop reading now.
Lastly, I am not a pedophile, don't approve of sexually assaulting children, and only use these themes in my writing because I empathize and identify with the victims of these stories; not the perpetrators. Some of us like to be embarrassed, ashamed, humiliated, spanked, and to be nervous, anxious, and afraid. Weird, right? To read more about why these stories were written, please see the "What This Blog is and is NOT -- READ THIS FIRST" post.All that said, this story is about a dominant mommy and her little. The mommy character was sexually abused as a child and she relates a few stories as if she maybe enjoyed the experiences. In real life, child sexual assault victims have related or surrogate psychological damage manifesting in eating disorders, promiscuity, and others. Usually there is a control dynamic to their mental health as they struggle with being powerless at the time of their abuse. They also fight with the reality of being a victim who may also have been manipulated into complicity.
At any rate, I tried to capture this tension in the mommy character. It is really dark.
