George Carter is a dumb fuckup of a kid who wouldn’t know his left foot from his right. What a sad son for the billionaire CEO, Mr. Carter to spawn. Even worse, George Carter is the kind of kid who would kiss up and grovel to a girl even if she didn’t deserve a lick of respect. George Carter is the kind of kid who kissed up to juicy Joyce and got kicked to the curb. No amount of money would salve that woman’s scorn. He was smelly, sticky, squat, and just plain stupid.
Matthew Kenny was just a quiet kid living in the suburbs, starting small but dreaming big. Even as Matthew struggles to find someone who can help get him out of this mess, his own mother is paraded before his eyes in an increasingly horrifying tableau of perverts and sodomites. It gets worse when a lavish estate serves as a front for a twisted BDSM nightmare, with Elena Kenny starring as the main attraction!
But the worst is yet to come. Maybe Matthew needs a little incentive… maybe he should be brought along, to watch what a mother would do for her wayward son…
