Celia's POV:

It was night time now, and Father graciously let us sleep together. Hopefully that actually means sex, because I have plans for Marshall... "Hey, sweetie," Marshall offers.

"You're not going to be calling me sweetie much longer, in a second here, you're going to start calling me mommy." I warn him, "Or, I am going to start calling you my boyfriend."

"You wouldn't dare." He warns back, smirking, "I can be very intimidating."

"Oh yeah, like as intimidating as a sexy baby?" I'm quoting Jamie Tartt from Ted Lasso, and he knows it, I say it again, in a british accent to match the person I'm quoting, and he smirks. "I'm going to, uh, fuck you until you can't see straight..." I mumble. "No," Marshall says, "say it more like this; I'm going to fuck you until you can't see straight, mommy..." "No, I'm taking complete control tonight, got it?" "got it!" Marshall responds entusiastically, and lays down in a way where it's obvious he wants me to suck his erection so hard it falls off, but instead, I say, "Ok, you're gonna be my puppy, Ok?"

"Ok," Marshall responds, and you can tell he has an idea.

"first trick; roll over" I command, but instead off rolling over so I could pull off his boxers all the way, he shrugs his shoulders.

"Ok, watch me!" I say, and roll over onto my back side while twerking, making my pussy stand out the most in that 'trick'. Marshall copies me, twerking all the way, except, he yelps in pain when I grab his erection and pull, hard. "OWWWW FUCKING HARRIS! STOP TIGHTENS YOUR HAND, DAMN IT! YOU HURT ME, GODDAMMIT!" he yells. I smirk at him, and continue, "Second trick; turn yourself over." Marshall obeys me, and rolls himself over onto his stomach. "Ok, now spread your legs wide." Marshall opens his legs and spreads them out, revealing his dick, which I quickly slam into his body. "OUCH! WHAT THE HELL CELIA! FUCK!" Marshall cusses, and then I can literally see an idea pop into his head. "If you're going to be a good dog owner..." he says. "then you need to give me a bath."

"O-ok..." I respond.

"ok, sweetheart," I mange to say, as he stands us both up, and I put soap on my hands, and Marshall says "Don't wash me with soap... wash me with your pussy juice..."

"Well then get me wet down there..." I mumble. We both giggle at that, and then I start working my juices down on Marshall. "OH MY GOD MOMMY!" he says, and I rub my pussy juice all over him, squeezing the hardest I possibly can on his penis, "I'M GONNA SHIT ALL OVER YOU CELIA! NO WAY! NO WAY! NO! NO! OH GOD!" I'm laughing so hard, I almost fall over.  When I finally manage to get myself under control I lean back against the wall, and look at him. He is completely soaked, but looks extremely aroused.

"Can you keep quiet for me for 5 seconds?" I ask sarcastically. "Why?" Marshall asks, and smiles. "Just trust me." I reply. And before he realizes what I'm doing, I lift up my skirt, pull my underwear down, and shove his dick deep inside of me. His eyes widen and his breath hitches, "MOMMY PLEASE!" he whines, begging me to hurry up, but I don't respond, and instead take my pleasure slow and easy, and then I start moving faster and harder, and he moans, "MOMMY! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! MOTHERFUCKER!! MOMMA!!!" He comes right after my last thrust and falls to the ground, crying out in pain.

"Wow!" he pants, holding himself, "Holy shit! Holy shit, oh my god!! I... Fuck... I can't... I've never... too good... Ohhhhh..." I pick him up, and carry him over to the window, wow it's such a busy night out, everyone's gonna see us! Hooray! I have a wall made of glass, so I am going to be taping him to it! I put on a robe, go downstairs, and ask my parents for duct tape. "What do you need it for, honey?" Mom asks. "Oh, just, nothing important..." Momma's eyes go wide as she realizes what I'm doing. I get the duct tape and go back upstairs...

Marshall is waiting for me up there, legs shaking with fear, and also glee for what I am about to do to him. "Here goes," I whisper, and begin tying him to the wall upside down with the tape, first his ankles, then his neck, then his wrists, below his head. "Mommy!" he exclaims, horrified. "Relax, Marsh!" I reply with a laugh, "I'll never let anything happen to you." He begins sobbing, I remove my robe, pull down my panties, and slide my fingers into his tight hole. He tries to scream, but I slap his mouth shut with my hand, "You will not yell or call attention to yourself." I say sternly, before putting two fingers inside, slowly moving them around, and he lets out a small moan, "Please, please, please, please," he begs between screams.

Then I sit on top of his head, face towards the window,--and his penis-- and start sucking on his penis, then, I chomp down hard as Marshall's entire face gets stuck inside of my vagina. He yelps, still inside of me, my walls closing in on his neck, but I keep eating, slowly sucking on his cock, and then I push my hips into his throat as hard as possible, as if to make sure he stays in place, which makes him whimper and cry out in pain, as I lick, bite, and suck on him. "MOMMY!!! I'M GOING TO... FUCK YOU!!!" we spend a very fun night together...

Marshall's POV:

In the morning...

 I wake up alone... I get up and take a shower, trying to find my clothes... "Dammit, I lost my clothes somewhere," I think, looking around the bathroom, and then, remembering, I walk over to the bed and search through the sheets and blankets, finding them folded neatly on the floor... I'm so happy that Celia is my girlfriend... I'd kill anybody who hurt her... I smile, thinking about how much she makes me happier than anyone else in the world.

"CELIA!" I yell as I walk downstairs, still half asleep. "YEAH?!" she shouts from the kitchen. "I HAVE A SURPRISE FOR YOU TODAY!" I shout back. "Ohhh, baby..." she responds excitedly, but then continues. "It's nothin' you haven't seen before, babygirl... It's nothin' you couldn't handle," she continues seductively. I grin and blush. This woman has turned me into a sexual animal, and I love every minute of it. "Not unless I say you two can!" Her dad warns. "Th-That's not what I meant! We haven't even went that far yet! We've only gotton to the part where we kiss, and look at eachothers naughty parts!" I say. Celia and I both know that I'm lying, but hopefully her dad can't tell.

"I have a buissiness plan... and I was hoping your dad could help me with it... because, well, I want to live with you." I blurt out that last part before I can chicken out of it, and Celia's dad says, "Of course I'll help!"

"Well, I was hoping that you'd help me own this buissiness, the idea was to make it so that people could rent out their houses to us, and then we'd rent them out to others, for 120% of what we paid! I call it AirBNBing!" I say excitedly. "I already have a person starting up the buissiness, except they want 20% of what we make in a year," I explain. Celia's dad says "Woah woah woah! 20%!? That's a lot, but... Ok! Knock yourself out!" "Thanks!" I respond.