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 A strict mother II Copyright 2003 by Wraith

   This is an adult story, and should not be read by anyone under 18.  I
retain and and all rights to this story.

   I sat in a chair with Rochelle on my lap, and we waited for her mother
to come home.  I knew I would be a very lucky man if I could pull this off,
and leaned over and kissed Rochelle passionately on the lips, and then
lightly caressed her soft tits.  I loved how her tit filled my hand, and I
rubbed her hard nipples.  I continued to kiss and caress her.  I heard
Rochelle moan when I started to slide my hand up her thigh, and smiled when
she opened her legs.  I teased her and twirled my finger through her soft
pubic hair, but wouldn't touch her pussy, and loved how her hips twisted to
get my fingers inside her.  I moved my finger down across her firm thigh,
and then pushed my hand back up under her skirt, and caressed her naked
pussy, and pushed two fingers inside her.  It was a nice to feel her pussy
without any cotton panties in the way.  I continued to tease her, and would
slide my finger along her slit, and then caressed her clit, and then shoved
two fingers inside her and worked them quickly in and out.  I soon had
Rochelle wet and moaning.  I hated to, but stopped when I heard the front
door open.  I licked her sweet nectar from my fingers and said, "Tonight's
the night Ro, and I'd love to see you make that bitch pay.  Ready?  You can
do this, believe in yourself, and remember that I love you, and will never
let her hurt you again." I know it was a little sappy, but I wanted
Rochelle to let go, and I took a deep breath, and got ready.

   Susan Williams drove home after a hard day at the office, and she was
glad to be home.  Her feet hurt from her heels, and when she pulled into
her driveway she cursed her daughter's boyfriend.  "How many times do I
have to tell that asshole not to block my garage door?" Susan was a little
concerned about confronting him, because lately her daughter's boyfriend
just plain scared her.  He was downright creepy and Rochelle acted so
strange when they were together.  Susan made up her mind right then she
would put an end to their relationship.  Susan parked beside Billy's car,
entered her house.  She kicked off her heels by the front door, and entered
the living room to tell her daughter she was not allowed to see Billy
anymore, and then she would happily kick her daughter's lazy boyfriend out
of her house once and for all, but stopped in the doorway because something
seemed wrong.

   Rochelle was a little nervous, but knew in a few moments Billy would
break her mother, and she would be free.  Rochelle leaned back, and kissed
Billy, and whispered, "I'm OK.  Let's do this." Rochelle turned her
attention back to her mother, but she almost laughed at her mother's
reaction as she stopped in the doorway.  She watched her mother for any
reaction when Billy slid his hand slowly up her thigh and then under her
jean skirt.  Rochelle felt her skirt pushed up high on her thighs, and
loudly moaned, "MMMM... YYYEEEESSSS!" when he rubbed her wet pussy again,
and leaned back and waited for the fun to begin.

   "Good your finally home Mrs.  Williams.  Hurry up and get naked.  After
you're naked I want you to crawl over here and suck my cock.  Come on baby
take it off.  What the fuck are you waiting for; let's see some skin.  Oh
baby, look at your sweet mouth.  It's made to suck cock.  Get over here,
and suck me with that beautiful mouth Mrs.  Williams." I was scared
shitless when I saw Susan's eyes narrow, and could tell she was pissed.  It
was too late to take it back, and this was only the beginning.  I knew I
had to rattle her and get her off balance, and then the fun would begin.

   Susan almost had a heart attack by the way this insolent brat talked to
her, and she screamed, "SHUT UP!  Rochelle, you will cover yourself this
instant young lady!  And you, young man will leave my house and never
bother my daughter again.  GET OUT!  GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Susan felt such
relief when she yelled at Billy to go home.  She was sure her problems were
now over.

   I knew I had to keep pushing Susan, and said, "Damn, what's her problem
Ro?  You'd think she's never been asked for a blowjob before, and it's not
like I didn't ask first." I pushed Rochelle's skirt up a little higher, and
ran my finger along her labia.  I lightly caressed Rochelle, and thought
about if I could really pull this off, and asked Ro, "Is there something
wrong with your mother?"

   "She's just a frosty bitch that needs a good hard fucking." Rochelle
carefully watched her mother, and took her cues from Billy.

   "Wha...?" Susan thought she had misunderstood her daughter's words, and
charged into the living room.  She had to separate them forever, and was
going to physically remove Billy if necessary.  She stopped in the middle
of the room because when he spoke she was stunned.

   "Damn Mrs.  Williams, I love that shade of lipstick.  I can't wait until
those ruby red lips are working on my hard cock, and after you swallow,
make sure to wipe off any streaks of lipstick you left behind.  Why aren't
you taking off your clothes Susan?  Once your naked, I'll give you a mercy
fuck.  Ro said you ain't been laid in ages.  I'll stretch your tight cunt
tonight.  It's OK, when I fuck you in the ass, I promise I'll be gentle,
and will treat that cute ass just like its cherry."

   "How dare you talk to me like that!  You will get your lazy ass out of
that chair, and leave immediately.  Rochelle get off of his lap, and fix
your skirt!" Susan was shocked this little pipsqueak dared to keep talking
to her like this, and wondered what happened to her obedient daughter when
Rochelle laughed and pulled her skirt higher.  Susan thought she was having
a nightmare because in her perfect world things like this never happened.
Susan looked at her daughter, and thought her daughter she must be on
drugs.

   "Mrs.  Williams, you will obey me!  Take off your clothes, and kneel at
my feet!" I waited about half a minute, and when I saw Susan was not going
to listen I said, "Ro, tell your mother what happens if she doesn't obey."
We rehearsed this speech for the last two weeks, and as I watched Susan I
knew she never expected Rochelle to stand up to her, and I was kind of
proud because without me Rochelle might have remained under her mother's
control forever, and then thought, "Hell, who am I kidding, the truth is
I'm just happy I finally grew some balls, and took a chance." I remembered
my time with Robin, and sometimes wondered how I ever got Rochelle, and as
I watched Susan struggle to understand what's happing to her, I knew in a
few hours I'd be fucking her too, but not like her daughter.  Susan was in
for a hard time, and she would be used without mercy."

   Susan could not comprehend what she had just heard, and Susan thought,
"How could my own daughter do this to me.  Oh my God Rochelle what have you
done to me?  If my boss finds out... The church!  They'll throw me out when
they learn.  I can't let this event turn into common town gossip.  This
ends now, I will regain control!" Susan took a deep breath, and settled
herself.  She was confident her daughter would back down, and said in her
most firm voice, "Rochelle, I'm very disappointed with you.  I have no
choice, but to ground you.  Go to your room this instant young lady.  GO!"
Susan was stunned silent when her daughter laughed at her.  Susan tried
again, and once again, but could not believe how Rochelle stood up to her.

   "Be quiet mother, your yelling is giving me a headache.  I think you'd
better kneel before your new masters, and beg us for forgiveness." Rochelle
was pumped up, and her mother was so predicable it was almost funny.

   As the minutes turned into hours Susan stopped yelling, and then quietly
started to plead, and broke at 8:17 P.M.  Susan collapsed on the living
room floor, and cried.  She knew her control over Rochelle had ended
forever, and prayed Rochelle lied when she said she would destroy her.

   "Rochelle, I want to see your mother kneeling at my feet ready to obey."
I watched Susan collapse, and loved the way her tits bounced, and her
knee-length skirt slid up just enough to show the lacey part of her white
slip.  I noticed that some of Susan's dignity slipped, and planned on
removing every last shred of it.

   Susan did not offer any resistance when her daughter grabbed her hair,
and made her crawl once around the living room floor.  Susan blushed and
was humiliated to be lead around like a dog, and could not believe Rochelle
expected her to say such disgusting things.  She hoped Rochelle wouldn't
make her crawl around the room again, and felt a little relief when she was
stopped directly in front of Billy's chair.  Susan wiped her tears away,
and knelt on the floor, and prayed Rochelle was joking.  She swallowed her
pride when Rochelle grabbed a handful of hair, and pulled.  Susan thought
Rochelle was going to rip out her hair, and she reluctantly recited her
daughter's speech, "I'm sorry for being a total bitch, and I would like to
be trained as your pet mistress.  Please tell me how I may please my new
masters."

   "How sweet mother, so you want to be our pet?  You will have to be a
good pet or I will punish you." Rochelle felt so excited.  She felt her
nipples ache with lust, and her pussy tingled.  Rochelle felt like
electricity flowed through her body, and at any second she would explode.

   I was hard as steel while I looked at Rochelle's mother kneeling before
me on the floor crying.  She looked so sexy with her conservative dark blue
pinstripe business suit riding up her thighs.  I looked Susan over, and
loved her disheveled look.  She looked so beautiful as she knelt there with
a peek of her white silky slip showing.  I had to see more, and pushed up
her skirt with my foot.  Susan immediately grabbed my foot and tried to
keep my foot from uncovering her, and I was shocked when Rochelle grabbed a
handful of her mother's hair, and just slapped her mother across the face.
I watched as Mrs.  Williams fell over from the force of the slap, and loved
how her skirt flipped up, and I got a nice view of her white panties under
her tan pantyhose.  I almost laughed at how fast Susan fixed her skirt, and
covered her thighs once again.

   "That's just a taste of what will happen if you fail to obey.  If he
wants to push up your skirt, and look at your flabby old thighs you'd
better let him.  Now pull your skirt up, and show him your flabby thighs."
Rochelle was excited to be finally dominating her mother, and kicked her
mother in the ribs when she moved too slowly.  "Mother I want you to pull
your skirt up to your waist, and show Billy your panties.  GET YOUR SKIRT
UP, YOU FAT COW!" Rochelle screamed.  She did not have to worry about close
neighbors, and planned on listening to her mother's screams tonight.  She
watched her mother and smiled when her mother obeyed her order.  Rochelle
felt her pussy throb with desire, and her nipples ached when she realized
she was actually in charge and could make her mother suffer.  She knew
Billy probably wanted to see some girl-girl stuff, and even though it was
her mother, Rochelle thought that might be one way to really punish her
mother.

   I watched Susan carefully, and loved her shaking hands as they slowly
pulled up her skirt.  She tried to take her time and stopped when her skirt
was at mid-thigh, and I was sure she hoped we would change our minds, but I
was no fool and would not stop until Susan was our slave.  I needed to
punish a woman and learn how to become a master, and Susan was a perfect
first victim.  I remembered Wendy and wondered if any of Rochelle's friends
had mothers they needed trained.  I watched Susan pull up her skirt, and my
cock throbbed.  I loved the way white silk slip was shining in the light,
and it was sexy the way Susan's hands shook as she pulled her skirt up to
her thighs.  I waited until she pulled her skirt up over her waist, and
placed my foot on her nylon-covered knee.  Susan was too scared to move,
and she just sat there holding her skirt and half-slip up to her breasts. I
ever so slowly slid my foot up her right leg, and loved the feeling of the
soft nylon against my foot.  I slowly ran my foot up her thigh, and
caressed her entire leg from her knee to her waist.  I teased her right
thigh, and then slip my big toe down between her tightly closed legs.  I
repeated my caresses and stroked her left leg.  I watched Susan struggle to
remain still as I touched her legs intimately.  I loved looking at this
prim and proper woman holding her skirt up for my pleasure, and I could see
her white cotton bikini panties under her hose, and wondered if she knew
she was about to get a drastic change in underwear.  I slid my toe back up
her leg, and then moved between her closed thighs.  I tried to rub her
cunt, but Susan didn't open her thighs.  I made sure Susan knew I was
trying to rub her pussy with my toe, and smiled when Susan blushed bright
red.  I knew I was humiliating her, and I loved how Susan stared at the
carpet, and when I touched her knee with my other foot and tried to part
her knees, Susan slowly looked up at me, and I said, "Ro, the bitch didn't
open her thighs for me.  She knew I wanted to rub her cunt, but kept her
legs closed.  Maybe she just needs some motivation." Then I lied, "Susan I
never wanted to cause you any pain tonight.  In fact I wanted to make you
feel like a queen, but you left me no choice.  Ro, give your mother a
spanking and don't stop until she's ready to obey."

   "It's too late now mother, you should have been smarter.  He wants to
see me beat your ass, and when I'm done you'll be more than happy to let
him rub your smelly old cunt with his toes." Rochelle grabbed her mother's
hair, and pulled the startled woman around the room.  Rochelle loved the
feeling of being in control, and never thought her mother would crawl on
the floor, and let herself be lead around like a dog.  Rochelle taunted her
mother, "Come on my little pet, walkie, walkie." Rochelle made a second
pass, but this time she let go of her mother's hair, and said, "Heel piggy,
piggy." And her mother continued to crawl around the room, and never left
Rochelle's side.  Rochelle stopped in front of the couch, and she turned
and slapped her mother hard across the face.  Rochelle's pussy pulsed, and
felt so alive, and Rochelle reeled with pleasure when she slapped her
mother's face, "Get across my lap mother and I'll spank you because you've
been a bad little girl." Rochelle sat down and looked at Billy.  She smiled
when she saw him rubbing his cock, and slapped her mother again.  "MOVE YOU
BITCH!"

   Susan struggled to crawl as fast as she could, but her daughter moved
too fast, and Susan felt her nylons tear at both knees, and then felt the
carpet-burns on her knees.  Susan was grateful her daughter finally
stopped, and tried to catch her breath, but Susan was unprepared when
Rochelle slapped her hard across the face just before she sat down.  Susan
broke down, and started to cry, and then was slapped hard again.  She knelt
in front of her daughter, and prayed the nightmare would end.  Susan's
knees hurt, but she still tried to crawl away when she thought her daughter
was actually going to spank her, but another kick stopped her, and she
meekly crawled back, and positioned herself across her daughter's lap.

   I was so hard my cock hurt by the change in Rochelle.  It was erotic to
see the once meek girl turned into a wildcat as she got her mother to obey.
I watched Rochelle slowly pulled up Susan's skirt.  I was surprised
Rochelle looked me in the eyes and then rubbed her mother's ass on top of
the white half-slip, but as I sat there and watched Rochelle caress her
mother's ass, I was worried I would cum in my pants.  Rochelle kept rubbing
her mother's ass for about five minutes, and then she pulled up that lovely
white half-slip, and I looked at her mother's ass, and was pleasantly
surprised.  I didn't like Susan's choice of panties, but I loved Susan's
humiliation.

   Susan was beyond scared; she was petrified of her daughter.  Susan was
humiliated to have her skirt pulled up above her waist, but was not
prepared when her daughter touched her butt.  At first Susan thought it was
a mistake, but felt ill when she knew her daughter caressed her butt for
Billy's amusement.  Susan was humiliated to be bent over her daughter's
knees and could not believe this was taking place in her own living room,
and there was nothing she could do about it.  Susan desperately wanted to
object to the way Rochelle caressed her, but was too afraid to say
anything. Susan suffered in silence as her butt was thoroughly fondled, and
closed her eyes when Rochelle gave her a wedgie, and pulled her hose and
panties into the crack of her ass.  Susan felt something weird start in her
vagina, and was ashamed she grew aroused, and felt great relief when her
daughter stopped touching her butt, but her relief lasted until her
daughter whispered in her ear.

   I could tell Susan was totally humiliated, but laughed when Rochelle
whispered something in her mother's ear, and Susan said something back, but
became very quiet when Rochelle grabbed her hair, and screamed, "DO IT
NOW!"

   Susan wanted to disobey Rochelle's order, but Susan reached back and
pushed both pantyhose and panties down, until they were around her thighs.
She hoped Rochelle was bluffing, but when the first smack landed on her
naked ass Susan screamed, "Ahhh... Please Ro, please don't do this!  I'm
your mother." and felt deep shame her daughter was disciplining her.

   Rochelle never thought the day would really come where she could exact
her revenge, and when her hand slapped her mother's ass, she screamed, "YOU
BITCH!  It's payback time mother!" Rochelle slapped her mother's ass again,
but this time left a perfect red handprint on her mother's left ass cheek.
Rochelle squirmed, and rubbed her thighs tight against her pussy.  She was
wet, and excited to be in charge, and every time she hit her mother, her
mother's weight would bounce down and put more pressure on her pussy, and
Rochelle soon moaned out loud in pleasure.

   Susan wailed and pleaded as she was spanked.  She felt so humiliated to
be treated like a naughty little girl, and cried in shame, and just wanted
to die.  Susan felt the harsh stinging slaps on her ass, and slowly the
pain became unbearable.  Susan pleaded, "Stop, Please stop Rochelle, I'm
your mother.  Please... oh God... Please stop." The hard stinging slaps
never stopped, and one after another they rained down on her sore ass, and
Susan was forced to beg, "You're killing me.  Please, you have to stop I
can't take any more.  Stop, Oh God please STOP!  I'll do it!  He can touch
me.  Please, just tell me what you want, and I'll do it.  I will!  I'll let
him touch me between my legs!  Please stop..."

   Rochelle beat her mother with everything she had, and increased the
intensity of the spanking.  She rained blow after blow on her mother's ass
cheeks, and alternated between cheeks after about ten blows.  "So, you're
ready to obey?" Rochelle was close to an orgasm, and would not stop until
she came.  Rochelle leaned back, and pushed her hand under her mother's
body.  Rochelle pulled her jean skirt out of the way, and rubbed her middle
finger across her clit, but never stopped spanking her mother.  Rochelle
squirmed and grunted with each hit she delivered to her mother's ass, and
then pushed a finger into her pussy, and pressed her thumb hard against her
clit.  Her left hand was quickly moving on her pussy, and she was so close
to climaxing.

   "Yes!  I'll obey.  I can't take it anymore, please Ro.  Please stop. 
Please." Susan's ass was on fire, so she didn't notice her daughter
masturbated at the same time she spanked her.  "NO MORE!  Please...
Ahhhhhh! Please...."

   Rochelle felt herself about to cum, and she beat her mother's ass as
hard as she could, and worked two fingers in and out of her wet pussy. 
Rochelle felt herself climax, and screamed out, "I'm... I'm gonna... Oh
yes... I'm Cumming!" Rochelle pushed her mother off of her lap, and rubbed
her pussy until she coaxed the last wave of pleasure out of her body.

   I sat there stunned by what I just saw.  It was beyond belief that
Rochelle actually spanked her mother, and masturbated at the same time. 
Rochelle was still seated on the couch with her legs wide-open, and her
fingers still slowly moved in and out of her pussy.  Susan was face down
with her skirt up above her waist and her pantyhose and panties at
mid-thigh, and lightly touched her bright red ass.  It looked like Susan
was going to obey Rochelle from now on.

   Susan rubbed her ass, and grimaced when she fixed her underwear.  Her
ass was very sore, but she could not bear to leave her panties around her
thighs.  Susan knelt on the floor, and tried to take off her ruined hose,
but she had to stand up.  She was scared of her daughter's new attitude,
and thought about escaping, but was too terrified if she tried and failed
to escape.  She stood there shaking and slowly and worked her hose off with
her feet, rubbed her hand lightly over her ass in an attempt to cool it,
and wondered what could possibly happen next.

   Rochelle went and sat down on Billy's lap, and leaned back against
Billy's chest, and smiled at her mother when he wrapped both hands around
her, and caressed her tits.  She snuggled against his chest, and watched
her mother.

   I sat there surprised at Rochelle's growing confidence, and how she
seemed to turn into a dominatrix, and when she sat on my lap I watched her
conservative mother, a mother that just a few hours ago would never have
stood in front of me with her skirt above her hips, and her hand under her
panties and delicately rubbed her sore ass.  I leaned back, and stared at
Susan's choice of plain white cotton panties, and fondled her daughter. 
Life was great

   We sat there, and watched her mother's reaction, as her daughter got
felt-up.  I looked at Susan, and she seemed to be waiting for someone to
come and save her, but I knew she would receive no help tonight.  I
whispered in Rochelle's ear, "God this is so hot." I caressed Rochelle's
tits, and started to unbutton her shirt, and without a bra her tits were
soon hanging out of her shirt, and I caressed her naked tits.  I pinched
and pulled her hard nipples while her mother watched in horror.  I
whispered in Ro's ear, "I almost came when you spanked your mother, and I
loved how you slapped her and made her obey.  That was the sexiest thing
I've ever seen, and the night is young.  We're going to have some fun
tonight training your mother, and when she's trained remember our plans for
tomorrow.  Fuck me Ro, I have to cum, but let's watch your mother's face
while you fuck me.  Do it Ro, fuck me in front of your mother."

   Susan stood there silently and watched her daughter's breasts get
fondled.  Susan slowly stopped crying, and she wiped her eyes.  She wanted
to yell at her daughter to cover herself, but this night was too much for
Susan to bear, and she was shutting down.  She had never seen anyone
make-out before, and she blushed when her nipples started to expand.  She
watched Billy stroke her daughter's thigh, and when Ro opened her legs
Susan clearly saw her daughter's matted vagina.  She was stunned her
daughter was not wearing underwear, and Susan just stood there, and watched
a man she despised pushed a finger into her daughter's wet vagina.  Susan's
ass hurt from her spanking, and the pain generated more heat in her pussy
as she watched her daughter kneel and pulled down Billy's pants.  Never in
all her years had she seen anything like this, and Susan watched in awe as
Rochelle turned to face her, and sat down on Billy's hard dick.  Susan
watched her daughter's vagina swallow Billy's dick and watched Rochelle
move slowly up and down and blushed when her daughter smiled at her.  Susan
felt her hard nipples ache for attention, and her pussy got even wetter as
she watched Rochelle rocked her hips, and fucked Billy faster and faster.
Susan watched in amazement as Billy's dick moved in and out of her
daughter. Susan was utterly humiliated her pussy was so wet from watching
something so private, and yet Susan could not believe she could receive so
much pleasure from watching her daughter get fucked.  Susan could not tear
her eyes away and watched the hard cock slide in and out of her daughter,
and Susan wasn't sure she wanted to object anymore, and jumped when Ro
threw back her head and moaned loudly.  Susan jumped when her daughter
spoke to her.

   "Strip you bitch!  Do it nice and sexy.  I want you to turn on my
boyfriend, and if he loses his erection from your performance I'll beat
your ass so hard you'll never sit down again.  NOW STRIP!" Rochelle thought
she would really make her mother perform for Billy.  Ro felt his cock slide
in and out her pussy, and then she felt him reach down, and moaned when he
thumbed her clit, and she squeezed her pussy tightly around Billy's hard
cock, but never stopped moving.  She watched her mother with interest, and
could tell her mother was sexually aroused, and planned on humiliating her.
"Get that jacket off.  We want to see your tits, and if your nipples are
hard I'm going to spank you again.  Only a slut would get turned on from
watching her daughter.  You're not a dirty slut whose pussy gets wet from
watching her daughter get fucked are you?  Did you look when Billy fingered
my cunt?  Did you wish it was your finger moving inside me, or did you want
to use your sharp tongue mother?  I bet you're nothing but a slut whose
cunt is soaked, and we will soon find out what type of woman you are.  Now
take that jacket off, and do a nice sexy strip-tease, and you'd better not
stop until your naked." Rochelle watched her mother when she opened her
jacket, and laughed at her mother's hard nipples that pushed against her
white shirt, and planned on punishing her.

   Susan was humiliated when she shrugged off her blue jacket, and let it
fall to the floor.  She was very frightened by her daughter's words because
she felt like a royal slut, and was extremely excited from watching such a
passionate display.  Maybe her daughter was right, and she was nothing more
than a slut.  Susan tried to advert her eyes, but every time her daughter
moaned in pleasure Susan would look up, and another ripple of pleasure
would hit her when she watched her daughter's hips rocked forward and back,
and Billy continued to stare right at her as he openly fuck her daughter.
Susan listened to her daughter's increasing moans, and knew her daughter
was close to an orgasm, and Susan shifted her feet, and unconsciously
opened her legs.  She listened to her daughter's heavy panting, and her
daughter's unbridled moans of lust.  She watched her daughter rocked her
hips faster, and faster.  Her daughter was moaning with each breath, and
Susan felt her nipples long for any caress, and her pussy was slick with
her juice, and when she saw her daughter's body stiffen, and quivered she
knew she had just watched her daughter have an orgasm, and as much as she
hated Billy she wished he would rub her vagina too.

   It has been many years since any man touched Susan like that, and to her
horror she felt her body's need to climax.  She was humiliated when she saw
Billy nod at her and knew she had to do a striptease.  Susan blushed when
she unbuttoned her cuffs of her blouse, and tried to sway seductively, but
without music she felt self-conscious.  She fumbled with the first button,
and felt their eyes devouring her.  She had never been in this type of
situation before, and as she unbuttoned the next button she felt so
embarrassed to be in the middle of her living room about to get naked for
her daughter and her daughter's boyfriend.  Susan struggled with the last
button, and untucked her shirt.  She held the shirt closed, and then opened
it half way, and showed her plain white bra, and then quickly closed her
shirt.  She swayed her body and was mortified because she was really trying
to do a good strip tease for Billy, and as she slowly opened her blouse all
the way and dropped it on the floor, Susan let out a quiet moan of
pleasure. Susan turned her back to them, and reached around her back, and
unzipped her skirt, and pushed it off of her full hips gave her ass a sexy
little wiggle.  She bent at the waist, and was humiliated to be seen in her
plain white underwear when she leaned over again, and pushed her half-slip
down and off.  Susan blushed when she turned to face them again, and when
she looked down at her body she saw her nipples were clearly visible, and
saw there was a wet spot on her panties.  She quickly turned to hide the
evidence of her arousal, but in the end she blushed when she pushed her
panties down.  She could not let them see her disgrace, and knelt down, and
tucked her panties under her skirt.  Susan knelt with her back to them and
unhooked her bra, and dropped it on the floor on top of her clothes.  She
stood up completely naked and blushed, and quickly covered her breasts and
vagina with her hands, and when they told her to turn around she felt so
exposed, and humiliated, and yet something was growing in her, and it
scared her.

   "Get your hands down mother!  No, put them behind your neck and stand up
straight, now show us your body." Rochelle said.  She was still excited,
and her last orgasm just fueled her fires, and the was something so wrong
about what she was about to do, it made her all the more excited now that
the time was near.

   I looked Susan up, and down, and was somewhat surprised by how nice she
looked naked.  I expected her to have floppy tits, and a paunch from having
kids.  I looked at her again, and decided she was not as old as I thought
she was.  She was only in her late thirties, but dressed like she was
sixty, and that was about to change.  Susan had a beautiful face, and her
resemblance could easily be seen in Rochelle.  Susan had shoulder length
dark brown hair that swept back off of her face, and striking brown eyes
that seemed to mach her hair color perfectly.  She could not weigh over 130
pounds, and had a proportional 34-25-35.  I really liked how her tits just
slightly sagged with a maturity that Rochelle would one day grow into. 
Susan had a nice 34C with tan areolas and dark brown hard nipples that
stood out about a half-inch, and her stomach was relatively flat, and I
laughed when Susan noticed me staring at her stomach, and she sucked in her
gut.  She had a full dark brown bush, and a great set of legs.  I thought
her legs were her best feature, but I'd have to get her in some garters,
stocking, and high heels to be sure.  "Turn around, and let's see your ass
again."

   Susan blushed under his intense stare, and was happy she spent the time
working out.  She wanted to lower her hands and cover her body, but stood
there naked and tried not feel like a piece of meat, Susan liked how this
boy openly lusted at her, and stood up straighter, and sucked in her gut,
and when he said to turn Susan felt a wave of lust run through her body. 
She was humiliated when she turned around, and thought maybe her butt was
too big.  She prayed he would like her, and make her cum, and then she
thought about what she wished for, and could not believe she hoped Billy
would make love to her.

   Rochelle looked at her mother's back, and tested her authority, and
said, "Spread your feet mother, now bend over and touch your toes."
Rochelle watched her mother with interest, and was pleased her mother
obeyed her.  She liked the idea she was in charge, and planned on truly
testing her mother's obedience tonight.

   "Susan, back up.  No stay bent over.  Yea that's right.  Move back, and
come closer.  Now, reach back and spread your ass cheeks Susan.  Damn,
that's a nice looking cunt you got there, but way too much hair.  Don't
worry we'll shave off all of your cunt hair later tonight."

   Susan felt the blood run to her head, and was so embarrassed when she
moved back, and stood no more than three feet in front them.  Never in her
wildest dreams did she ever think she would be bent over with her legs
spread wide for anyone, but here she was showing everything a woman could
show to her daughter, and her daughter's boyfriend.  Susan was offended to
be complemented on her vagina, and was humiliated to be asked to display
herself in such a degrading way, but she did as asked.  Susan reached
around and touched her bruised butt cheeks, and pulled open her butt
cheeks. She felt her body betray her, and felt a ripple of pleasure from
her open pussy.  Susan felt a drop of her arousal drip slowly out of her
vagina, and hoped they did not notice how wet she was.

   "That's enough mother, we're tired of looking at your wet snatch, but I
like the color of your red ass.  Stand up, and turn around." Rochelle stood
up, and removed the rest of her clothes, and said "Mother, I want you to
undress Billy, and you'll do anything he wants."

   I was a little excited when Rochelle told her mother to strip me.  Hell
tonight I was up for anything.  I stood up, and with my pants still
unbuttoned they slid down to the floor, and I carefully watched Susan and
her eyes never looked anywhere except at my hard cock.  I clenched my
balls, and made my cock bounce a couple, and laughed when Susan moaned out
loud.  Susan moved closer, and tried not to touch me when she started to
pull off my T-shirt, but I bent my knees, and leaned forward until I felt
my cock touched Susan's pubic hair.  I slowly straightened up, and felt my
cock slide up across her pussy.  Susan moaned out loud when my cock rubbed
her pussy, and pulled my T-shirt off.  I cupped Susan's tits, and caressed
her hard nipples, and then slowly slid I moved my hands down he side, and
lightly grabbed her ass.  I pulled Susan tight against me and smashed my
cock against her belly, and lightly caressed her ass, and she let out a
long continuous moan when I pushed my finger between her legs and touched
her pussy.  I loved the way her hard nipples felt on my naked chest, and I
continued and caressed her, and said, "Susan..." I whispered in her left
ear, and slowly moved to her right ear, and whispered, "You're going to
suck me with that pretty mouth, and remember where my cock was a minute
ago." I spoke very softly, and moved my hands to Susan's shoulders, and
pushed down with light pressure, "Susan, I want you suck me dry, and if you
displease me I'm going to tell Ro, to beat your ass, but this time she'll
use a belt."

   Susan felt the pressure on her shoulders, and meekly knelt on the
carpet. She looked at the dick in front of her face, and gagged at the
thought she would taste her daughter.  Susan placed his cock in her hands,
and tried to wipe her daughter's secretions off first, but stopped when her
daughter nudged her hard in the left tit.

   Rochelle was a little jealous as she watched her mother about to suck
her boyfriend, and made up her mind to make her mother pay.  She would
embarrass her, and teach her to get her own man.  Rochelle half-heartedly
kicked her mother in the breasts, and said, "What the fuck do you think
you're doing?  You will not wipe of my essence.  In fact I want you will
lick my juice off your hands, and then you can clean his entire cock, and
you will not touch his cock with your hands again if you know what's good
for you, and you'd better make sure you get every speck of my cum off of it
first.  I expect you to give him the second best blowjob in this house, and
swallow.  I hope Billy complains because I will teach you to please him. 
NOW LICK THAT COCK MOTHER!

   Susan closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and licked her right hand.  She
tasted the weird mixed flavors of cum, and fought not to throw up.  Susan
turned her head, and gagged.

   "Oh you bitch, so you're going to throw up are you?  Go ahead I dare
you!"

   "Please Rochelle, don't make me do this.  Please..."

   "Oh you'll do this and more tonight mother.  This I promise you.  Now
lets see if you've learned anything.  I want you to spread your knees as
wide as you can.  Show us your wet snatch mother.  That's right mother open
your knees wide.  Now start licking your hand." Rochelle mover her right
foot between her mother's legs, and rubbed her big toe just above her
mother's pussy.  Rochelle took her time, and circled her toe through her
mother's pubic hair, and then she slowly moved her toe lower and inserted
it inside her mother's pussy.  Rochelle teased her mother, and tried to
prolong her pleasure before she made her mother climax on her toe.

   Susan felt feint when she opened her knees wide, and licked her hand,
and Susan moaned when her daughter's toe made contact with her clit.  Susan
felt her body come alive, but was mortified it was her daughter that
touched her so intimately, and blushed when she grunted out loud.  Susan
thought the taste of her hand was not as bad this time, and licked each and
every finger to please her daughter.  Susan licked the tip of Billy's
penis, and then licked up the left side.  She worked on the right side, and
blushed when she used her forehead, and lifted up his dick to lick the
bottom, and as she licked the top she looked down, and saw her daughter's
big toe circled in her pubic hair, and Susan moaned when her daughter's toe
once again caressed her clit.  Susan tried to remain still as the toe never
stopped its hot caress, and Susan soon rocked her hips forward and fucked
Rochelle's toe.  Susan was humiliated by her body's reaction to this
unnatural touching, but she never stopped, and in fact she rocked her ass
faster, and soon climaxed onto her daughter's big toe.

   I fought the pleasurable feelings as Susan took my cock deep into her
mouth, and sucked in her cheeks.  Susan moved her head in a steady rhythm,
and her tongue never stopped moving.  I never expected Ro to really touch
her mother, and as I watched Rochelle toe-fuck her mother, and listened to
Susan's muffled grunts of pleasure, but when Susan had an orgasm, her mouth
vibrated with her muffled grunts, and it was too much to take.  I emptied
my load into Susan's mouth, and was surprised Susan never took her mouth
off of me, and swallowed the entire load.  I sat down, and Susan pulled off
my pants that were around me feet.  I saw Rochelle grabbed Susan's hair,
and pulled her to the couch, and Rochelle pulled her mother's face into her
pussy.  Hell, I moved as fast as I could to get a better view.

   I watched Susan struggle to get her face away from her daughter's pussy,
but Rochelle never let go of Susan's hair, and again Rochelle surprised me
when she grabbed her mother's ears, and said, "If you don't want me to rip
off your ears then you'd better start licking my cunt, and you'd better
make me cum, and I mean cum like you did on my toe, and in less than five
minutes or I will be forced to beat your ass again.

   Susan struggled, and screamed when her daughter twisted her ears,
"Please honey, this is wrong.  AHHHH!  Stop it.  You're ripping my ears
off... AHHHH!" Susan had no choice, and stuck out her tongue and touched
her daughter's vagina.  She had no idea of what she was supposed to do, so
she just licked up the crack of Rochelle's pussy and back down it.  She
repeated this a couple times, and felt sick when she slid her tongue deep
inside her daughter's pussy, and got a large taste of her daughter's
discharge.  Susan stroked her tongue in and out, and moved her tongue over
her daughter's engorged clit.  Susan lightly licked, and then circled the
hard bud, and used firmer strokes across it when she felt her daughter's
hips started to buck.  Susan used her limited knowledge of receiving oral
sex, and tried her best because she was petrified of her daughter, and the
humiliation and disgust she felt was overwhelming as Rochelle came on her
tongue.  Susan was happy when her wet face was pulled away from her
daughter pussy, but she felt horrible that her face was covered with her
shame.

   "Damn mother, that's the worst head I've ever received." Rochelle let go
of her mother's hair, and watched her mother slide away from her, and wiped
her face.  "You need some motivation, and I know what you need.  Follow me
mother."

   Susan screamed, "AAAAHHHH!  YOU'RE KILLING ME!  AAAAHHHHH!" when the
wide leather belt wrapped around her body for the fifteenth time.  Susan
was sure her daughter was going to kill her, and prayed she would blackout,
and then screamed when the belt slapped her bruised ass again, "PLEASE
STOP!" Susan tried to fight when she was led to her bedroom, and saw a
pulley hanging from the ceiling.  Susan was no match for them, and was soon
handcuffed, and suspended from her ceiling.  Susan felt the first hit from
belt on the backs of her thighs, and the next was on the front of her
thighs.  Susan screamed, but the beating continued, and her body was
systematically beaten in a circular upward motion.  She screamed,
"AAAAHHHHHH!  STOP!  Please stop..." when the belt slapped the bottoms of
her tits.  The next hit her on the middle of her back, and Susan was so
scared because she knew her breasts were next, and she prayed Rochelle
would stop the pain.  Susan tried to turn when she saw Rochelle leaned
back, and was going to hit her again, "PLEASE RO!  NO... DON'T DO IT,
YOU'LL KILL ME!  PLEASE NO..." Susan closed her eyes, and tried to get
ready for the pain, and the belt hit her directly across both nipples and
wrapped around her back.  Susan was sure this was the end;
"AAAAAHHHHHHH..." and the pain overwhelmed her senses.  Her nipples
throbbed, and Susan felt something unexpected, she felt her body ripple in
pleasure the split-second after the pain receded.  Susan's clit throbbed
and begged for attention, and she was unsure what was happening to her, but
knew her vagina was now very wet with arousal.  Susan screamed when Billy
knelt between her legs, and placed her legs over his shoulders.  She was
scared because she hung from the padded handcuffs and her feet didn't touch
the floor.

   "Susan, this is how Rochelle likes to be eaten, and if I was you, I'd
pay attention." I knelt between Susan's legs and loved the smell from her
arousal.  She was so wet it almost dripped on the carpet.  I teased her
clit, and sent the older woman into spasms of lust.  I took my time and
teased Susan until she begged to cum.  I brought Susan closer and closer,
but never let her cum.  I stopped licking her just before she could cum
then I waited until she calmed down, and licked her to the edge of
climaxing once again.  I motioned to Rochelle to get ready, and got down to
some serious tonguing.

   Susan's hips jumped forward when he licked the length of her vagina. 
She felt his tongue start to tease her, and she was shocked at how talented
this young man's tongue was, and within in a minute she moaned in
frustration and begged Billy to stop teasing her and make her climax. 
Susan struggled to remain in control, but the way his tongue touched her
she soon lost all dignity, and begged, "Wh... What are you doing to me? 
unh... yes... I'm... I'm... OH YES!  Do it, right there... YES THERE!  Stop
teasing me.  I have to cum.  NOOOO... You can't stop." Susan felt his
tongue caress her outer lips, and then concentrated on her clit.  "YES! 
Right there!" He used the lightest touch, and Susan moaned in frustration,
and then he would change, and rubbed her clit harshly, and Susan moaned in
lust.  Susan was soon lost in ecstasy, and welcomed this boy's tongue, and
Susan forgot about Rochelle until she was just about to cum.  Susan closed
her eyes, and rocked her hips.  She was so close and screamed, "YES! 
OHGODYES!" when she climaxed, but was unprepared when her daughter whipped
her tits again.  The pain was the worst Susan had ever experienced in her
life, and she was sure giving birth was a light headache compared to this.
The part Susan did not understand was how this amount pain sent her into a
multiple orgasm that left her unconscious.  Susan felt her body viscously
climax, and as the pain radiated throughout her body, the pleasure
increased and increased, and Susan screamed and screamed.  She screamed
half in pain and the other half in lust, while her body quivered and shook
until the blackness swallowed her.

   The rest of the night Susan would do anything not to be hung and whipped
again, and her daughter tested her again and again.  We fucked Susan
everyway we could think of, and then beat Susan and listened to her sweet
screams into the wee hours of the morning.

   Susan was lying on the floor in her dark closet, and tried to figure out
what happened to her tonight.  She struggled to get comfortable, but every
time she moved she felt the rope between her pussy lips, and it rubbed
across her clit, and as much as she tried to remain still she twitched and
the rope would send a ripple of pleasure through her body.  Susan struggled
not to move, but could only last about five minutes before she had no
choice because she felt another cramp start.  Susan rolled over, and moaned
in pleasure.  She tried to fight it, and was sure the rope was possessed as
it continued to tease her unmercifully.  No matter what Susan tried could
remove the rope enough to stop it gentle caress.  Susan felt a cramp in her
arm, and when she quickly brought her hands up the rope pulled tight
against her clit, and Susan rocked her hips forward with a rush of
pleasure. Susan thought, "Maybe I can sleep after I climax." Susan was
happy she was alone and in the dark.  She moved her wrists slowly and
worked the rope back and forth across her clit, and she immediately felt
her body respond.  Susan rolled onto her side, and rocked her hips in
opposite direction to the rope's movement.  Susan was breathing hard, and
tried to remain quite as she climaxed.  Susan thankfully fell asleep
shortly after her orgasm, but about an hour later she awoke to her body
complaints.  Susan struggled to fall back asleep, and finally gave up, and
once again rubbed the rope across her vagina.  She climaxed another 3 times
before morning.  She was too scared to call out to her daughter to remove
the ropes, but she was sure she was permanently damaged by they way they
tied her wrist to her ankles behind her back.  Susan was thankful her time
in the closet was almost over when she heard the shower start.

   I awoke the next morning, and stretched.  I looked around the strange
room, and remembered I slept in Susan's large bed last night.  I looked
around for Ro, but then heard the shower running.  I walked over to Susan's
closet, and opened the door, and there was Susan lying on her stomach, and
she looked so pretty with her hands tied behind her back, and her feet tied
to her wrists.  I laughed at what Susan promised to do if we did not
hog-tie her, but we were fucked out when we tied up Susan, and stuffed her
in the closet.  I knelt beside Susan, and started to untie her.  I reached
out and grabbed her left tit, and caressed it and laughed at how Susan
leaned over so I didn't have to stretch to touch her tit.  I was pleased
she knew she was here for my enjoyment or she just didn't want to start the
morning with more pain.  Either way I didn't care, and thought, "I just
liked that she was getting used to her place as a slave.  Damn, that is a
sweet word.  Slave!  Susan was my slave, and Rochelle was my lover.  Could
life get any better?  I could not believe my luck, and if tonight went well
I'd be sticking my dick in a lot a different pussy from now on.  I
remembered last night, and was shocked by Rochelle's treatment of her
mother, but I guess there is some payback.  I'm still blown away how
Rochelle ordered her mother to stick her tongue in her ass, boy that was a
freaky moment.  It took only a small amount of pain, and Susan licked. 
YUCK!  But damn that was exciting when I fucked Rochelle with Susan's
tongue working in my ass.  WOW!  Now, that was a weird feeling." I looked
at Susan, and waited for her as she stretched out last night's kinks from
her body.  I reached out and continued to caress the older woman, and said,
"Susan, it smells like pussy in here.  You love this don't you Susan? 
That's good, because your obedience will be tested today, and you will be
severely punished for any failure to obey.  You will be chaperoning a
sleepover tonight, and Rochelle told me you'd better not embarrass her in
front of her friends tonight.

   Susan screamed in pain when she finally straightened her limbs.  She
rolled onto her back, and never thought about her nudity or that she was
still inside her closet.  She struggled to remain calm as Billy caressed
her left tit and stroked her now bald vagina.  Susan immediately spread her
feet so he could have access to her vagina, but all she could think about
was, "What did Billy mean by I would be tested today?  Oh God, please save
me from my daughter.  Please... I'm scared of Rochelle, and please stop her
before she make me do that lesbian stuff again..." Susan shivered and
gagged when she recalled how Rochelle made her do awful disgusting things
with her tongue all for the enjoyment of Billy.  Susan let out a quiet moan
and felt her body responding to Billy's caresses, and her thoughts faded,
and her lusty needs grew.  She closed her eyes, and rocked her hips to get
Bill's fingers deeper inside her.

   Rochelle soaped up her tits, and thought about her sleepover tonight. 
She invited her four friends just after she was sure Billy could change her
mother, and wondered how her friends would react to her mother's
transformation.  She kept quiet about her dating Billy, and kept a low
profile with her friends.  She slid her left hand across her hard nipples
and squeezed it, and slid her soapy right hand down across her flat
stomach. She thought about last night, and touched her clit.  She felt her
body respond to the gentle caress, and continued to slowly build the lust
in her body.  Rochelle remembered the sleepover where her friends took
advantage of her naivety, but tonight she was after some payback, she
almost felt sorry for Wendy, well... almost.  She knew Wendy would agree to
do anything to get a mother exactly like Susan, especially after she saw
Susan obeying any order given to her.  Rochelle twisted her nipple hard,
and started planning the nasty things Wendy would have to do tonight. 
Rochelle planned on making Wendy pay with her body, and would humiliate her
tonight.  "I can't wait until tonight, and by God if they give me the
chance, I'll make them all pay..." The noise from the shower masked the
eerie laugh from Rochelle.

  
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