<i>FEAR!</i>That's what it was. And not just any old fear. Oh no, this was capitalized and italicised<i>FEAR</i>. And the source, Allie realised as her brain made the connection in a rather different way than anyone else's, was her mother. Mom was afraid. Of Allie? Yes! Oh this was<i>sweet!</i>Allie smiled suddenly as her mom threatened her. The threat made her laugh. "Don't be silly mommy. I'm already as grounded as I'm going to get. You really want me going stir crazy in my room with no internet and no phone?" She giggled as an episode of The Simpsons came back to her. "No beer and no TV make Homer go crazy!" She released he mom's blouse and instead put her hands tenderly on mom's cheeks. "Seriously, you really don't want to find out what I might do. I mean, there's definitely a lot of combustible material in there, and plenty of electrical stuff... And if the house burns down, they can't restrict me to it, can they?"<br/><br/>The look on mom's face said it all, really. And it was hot. Allie suddenly realised that this was turning her on in a totally unexpected way. She was horny, and turned on by ... her<i>mother?</i>EEW! That was actually gross. She was weirding herself out here and there was really only one way out of the situation. Allie needed to be in control. That was who she was. She'd heard the school counsellor say something about ASBD and had looked it up. She had dismissed the idea that she had this condition, of course, but she had to admit that several of the traits described in websites were feelings she felt, she just wouldn't have put them in such a negative way. But the point was, she had a need to be  the one in control here. She needed to take revenge on this stupid system that couldn't see how it had NOT been her fault, and had put this damn tracker on her, and she needed to take revenge on her mother for compounding the problem by removing her only means of staying sane. (Not that she was insane or anything. It was the rest of the world that was crazy!)<br/><br/>She was still smiling, but now there was a predatory look on her face as she licked her lips. Mom was obviously either too terrified or too confused to try and physically stop her, push her away, the older woman's hands were waving ineffectually. Allie tightened her grip on her mother's face slightly, and moved her own face closer. "Mommy...." She whispered in her best sultry tone. "You know, you're really sexy?" She smiled and pressed her lips against mom's, firmly, just for a few seconds, just to see how it felt. It felt good. "I'll tell you what. Let's make a deal. I won't try and get my phone and laptop back and I won't try and steal yours, I'll be a good little girl, and obey the house arrest thing. I won't try and get the monitor off. I'll even admit that I was at fault and shouldn't have taken the sweater. In exchange, you become my fuck-slut for the next three months. You do everything I tell you, you let me do whatever I want to you. And you tell no-one. And if you're a good mommy, maybe I'll not hurt you. Much..." the words were spoken softly, Allie's mouthless than an inch from her mom's.<br/><br/>She smiled and said, "I'm going to kiss you again. I want you to kiss me back." This would be the test. One way or another, Albany was going to break her mother to her will. She rather hoped her mom would resist and disobey. She pressed her mouth onto mom's again. this time trying to push her tongue inside.