M4F - Compassionate mother (long term)

It had just been you and me after dad died, but it wasn't all bad. some weeks we struggled but you always did everything you could to take care of us and never let me feel unloved. In fact, I became the most important person in you life, leading to much embarrassment in mine. You notice a change as I got older, becoming more distant and reclusive, often having my door locked. Not being a fool, you know why and decide not to intrude, letting me have my time. One day while I'm at school, you decide to clean up my room. While picking up the cloths you fine a number of towels that are stiff and stained.

Again, you're not stupid, but still clean up all the dirty cloths. Something catches you eye, my laptop is open and unlocked, not something I normally do, preferring privacy. Curiosity gets the better of you as you explore my web history, convincing yourself it can't be bad to know. You're stunned at the depravity of what I've been looking at. You were prepared for some mild kinkiness, but what you see is deep in that taboo. From bestiality to incest to pain, things you never thought someone could enjoy. Quickly you close the laptop and leave, trying to forget what you saw.

As days go by, you can't shake the mix of feelings you have from the event. Determined to find the answer to why I would look at those things, you go to the internet. The consensus of what you find is that people turn to more extreme things to achieve orgasm more readily or powerfully, and the only way to fix it is an alternative way to get the same feelings or curb them. You're not sure if, much less how, you could stop me from looking at it, but as a loving mother, you have to help stop it somehow.