The Perfect Mother

By

Frank Zenau

SMASHWORDS EDITION

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ISBN 978-1-4657-5810-1

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Copyright February 08, 2012. By Frank Zenau

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The Perfect Mother

Chapter one

At thirty-six years of age, Helen Styles had a lot too look forward too. She had a wonderful husband, a comfortable home and most of all, her two adorable sons, twins. Life was not always easy for Helen who at age sixteen gave birth to Roger and Tim and she paid dearly for her teenage pregnancy to an older boy that promised her the moon, but dumped her when she could no longer or conceal her pregnancy.

She knew that she shamed her parents and while they were disappointed, they supported her and took care of her. Life for a female teenager with two young boys was not very easy. For the next ten years, she found herself in and out of relationships with men who wanted only her for her body and her skills in bed.

She woke up one day realizing she couldn’t hop to bed with the first man that came into her life with promises of marriage and take on the responsibility of taking care of the twins and she would do anything for her boys, they were her life. She went without so that she could give them everything she could afford most of time it was not much.

With only a GED, good paying jobs were out of her reach and she could only get decent money if she had sex withy her bosses. She drifted from job to job with no hope for the future and no hope for the twins who as they got older were more demanding.

She took on part jobs; full time jobs, anything to survive and gave the twins what they wanted. At home, she doted on them and despite their age waited on them hand and foot, made their beds, fixed their dinners cleaned up after them and their friends. The twins in her eyes could not do any wrong, they were good kids, they loved her, she loved them, and she reminded them everyday that she did.

She knew she had make sacrifices, to get her life in order, so she sought help from the ones she loved the most. “Mom,” Her twins said. “Lets’ face it mom, you’re a dumb fucking cunt.”

Any other mother would have been upset but Helen was smart enough to know she was a dumb fucking cunt. “I know I am but I don’t know what to do’

“We can help you, mom.”

“How are you going to do that?”

“We’re going to teach you to be a smart, dumb fucking cunt.”

“Is that why I’m not a good mother to you boys?”

“Precisely mom, and with our training program that we will outline for you will be the perfect mom and perfect wife.”

“What do I have to do?”

“The first thing we need to do is teach you discipline.”

“How do you plan to do that?”

“The first thing you need to do is hike up skirt, take off your panties, sit across our laps and let us give you the spanking you deserve.”

“I do deserve a spanking.”

“All dumb fucking cunts and bad mothers deserve a spanking when they fuck up.”

“Is it going to hurt?”

“It’s going to hurt us every time we have to spank you.”

Helen knew the boys were right, if she were to turn her life around she had no choice but to trust her sons. Her boys, she knew, loved her so much that she thanked them for making the ultimate sacrifice by hiking up her skirt, taking off her panties and laying across their knees she said, “Boys I don’t want you to hurt your hands so please use your belts.”

Teaching a dumb fucking cunt like Helen was not an easy task and there were times when Helen knew from the many times she had to have a belt taken to her ass that she was a burden to them, but the boys toughed it out and she always thanked them for making the sacrifice.

Her training started of slow but once she got the hang of what kind of disciplined cunt she had to be, life soon got better for her and the boys. It wasn’t too long before the boys not only had her disciplined and after countless spankings she knew what kinds of men she had to date and how to keep them interested.

While her boys where geniuses fate dealt them a bad hand and had rare form of incurable cancer, which made Helen’s discipline training their last goal in life.

A few days before their passing Helen sat with them and with weakened hands handed her three large manila envelopes.

“What is?”

“The one with your name on it contains your day by day instructions for meeting the man we picked out for you and what you have to do.”

“The others.”

“One is for the man that you are going to marry and you will give it too the third time he fucks and not before and the other is for his twin sons that you must give to them on their eighteenth birthday.”

“Boys, I don’t know if I can stay with one man all that long.”

“Mom, we know you’re a slut and you crave cock, but if you don’t follow our instructions you’ll wind up a five dollar whore.”

“You know I don’t want to do that.”

“That’s why we spent so much time researching him. He is rich but extremely frugal and has fondness for a dumb, fucking cunt like you. But with what we have taught and your instructions, without his knowledge you’ll be a smart, dumb fucking cunt.”

“What does he look like?”

They handed her several photos and she saw a handsome older man and a photo two very handsome teenage boys.

“This is the man and his twin son’s.”

“Yep, that’s him and you follow our instructions he’s going to marry you.”

“Are his son’s as smart as you?”

“No, mom, Henry is going to have a make a big donation to a college if he wants them to go to a good school.”

“He has that kind of money.”

“He’s worth a fortune and he’s got other dumb fucking cunts trying to get their hands on his fortune.”

“This is why you taught me to be a smart, dumb fucking cunt.”

That’s right, and before too long you’ll have money and everything you ever want including your favorite.”

“Cock!”

“As soon as the boys are eighteen you’ll be fucking them along with their father and friends.”

Chapter two

She was devastated when Roger and Tim died of a rare and incurable cancer and despite her grief stayed the course they put her on. She was thirty with no prospect of finding a man but thanks to what Roger and Tim taught her she got lucky when she met Henry, a widower with two twin sons of his own. It was not easy to take on the responsibility of two teenage boys, who like all boys had only one interest, themselves and girls. It was evident that Henry loved her because the twins were indeed a handful and like most stepchildren often jealous of the other spouse.

Henry knew that there would be resentment between Helen and his boys, but after Henry married Helen they moved into a beautiful six-bedroom house and Henry placated them by buying things for the boys from new laptops, flat screen televisions to new cars, Henry made sure they had everything. There was a lot of discussion between Helen and Henry about the twins’ need to have access to the Playboy channel and several other adult Channels. But Henry made it perfectly clear to Helen that watching a few naked women was just a phase the twins were going through and sooner or later they would grow tired of it all.

Helen to bent over backwards to make sure that the twins were happy because in so may ways they reminded her of her own dead sons. She didn’t care when she walked in their rooms to clean them that they were down loading pornography or found a couple of naked pictures of herself and never questioned how they got them. She just hugged and kissed them and told them, “just don’t let Henry see them, he might not understand.”

Henry’s boys weren’t dumb by any means, in fact they pretty smart and could be considered Nerds, knowing that Helen or Henry would always take their side, they got into trouble a lot. With no one, criticizing their behavior and their behavior could be deplorable and even embarrassing. Embarrassing, like the time Henry was out of town and she had a man over. Sneaking through the house, they made sure everything but the front door was locked, called the fire house to report smelling smoke, screamed fire and watched Helen and her boyfriend run through the house half naked and she searching for them. She found them outside and as she ran to get them, they ran back in the house and locked them both out with nothing on.

The twins being what they are knew it wasn’t right and when Helen was able to walk in the back in the house and the boys had their father on the phone she knew that when Henry came there would be punishment and punishment was indeed the order.

Of course, the twins used everything to their advantage, their little pranks became more frequent, and it was normal for them to walk into the bathroom with their friends and take pictures of her in the shower or the bathtub, or even sneaking into the bedroom, pull the sheets back and take more pictures of her naked. She believed them when they told her they erased the pictures and then posted them on line.

Of course Helen was not perfect, at times, she was forgetful, other times she would forget that she was only the stepmother and she fucked up a lot. Between fucking up and being disrespectful there was punishment and as boys got older it pretty well went from moderate to severe and she knew that by the time they were eighteen she would have to prepare for the punishment that would have to be meted out.

Any other stepmother would have taken a belt to their ass, but not Helen she knew it was always her fault and rather than having an accusing finger pointed at her she would do what any stepmother would do, raise her skirt, and laying across their laps, take the punishment she so deserved.

Henry was an intelligent man and it didn’t take him long to realize what was happening, while he loved and cared for Helen even if she was a slut, like any good father he loved his own sons as well. Caught in the middle between a trophy wife with the desire to fuck like a slut and his handsome mischievous two sons, he did what most rational men and that was to have a sit down talk with them all.