“What’s wrong darling, have you lost your appetite?”
My Mom reached across the table and placed a hand on my forehead, to see if I had a temperature. It annoyed me so much that she still treated me like a little kid.
Fuck, what would she say if she knew that only a few hours ago I was licking Uncle Matt’s cum off Auntie Julia’s beautiful big tits?
‘Uncle Matt’. ‘Auntie Julia’. Those names sounded so wrong in my head now, even though I had known them as that all my life. ‘Master and Mommy’ sounded so right now.
They were all I could think of, which is why I was picking at my pasta salad lunch. When were they going to call me? When I left this morning, Mommy had said they would be in touch, so that we could continue my ‘training’. My mind raced with what my training would entail.
I had stopped checking my phone every two minutes because my overbearing mother had threatened to confiscate it – again with the little kid treatment. So now it sat in my pocket with me fighting the constant urge to check it. Every fibre of my being was willing it to ping with a message from one of them.
I felt like I was going to explode.
“I’m fine Mom. I think I need some fresh air, that’s all. I might go for a walk.”
Ten minutes later, I was walking the short route around the block to Aun… to Mommy and Master’s house. I rang the doorbell and waited. I immediately started to worry. Mommy had said they would text me. What if she was angry with me for turning up uninvited?
The door opened. Mommy was dressed in a purple silky robe that came midway down her thighs. I felt a tingling between my legs as I remembered kissing and licking so much of what lay beneath the silky fabric. Mommy had the most wonderful body, I wish mine was as womanly as hers.
“Zoe? What are you doing here? Is everything okay?” Mommy was looking over my shoulder as if to check that I was alone.
I was ‘Zoe’ now, not ‘kitten’. My worrying upgraded to sheer panic in an instant. Had I done something terribly wrong by turning up like this?
“I… I wanted to… I needed…”
The words struggled on my lips. I suddenly felt tears welling up in my eyes. Mommy opened the door wider and ushered me in.
“What’s wrong kitten?” she said, guiding me with gentle hands on my shoulders to the couch. I was fighting back the tears in my eyes, determined to not cry.
“I’m so sorry Mommy. I just so needed to see you.”
She sat me down and then casually shed her robe in front of me to reveal her body, fully naked but for her leather collar. I stared at her with a mix of bewilderment, lust, and love. She caught my look and smiled.
“When I am alone at home I am always naked. It is Master’s wish.”
I looked down at my frumpy long shorts and t-shirt. I had wanted to wear something more revealing but my mom goes ballistic if I wear clothes that show any bare flesh.
Like she often seemed to, Mommy read my mind.
“Why don’t you strip too, kitten? Master would want you naked with me, I know.”
“Then I must,” I said, standing up in front of Mommy and pulling my t-shirt over my head, stepping out of my shorts, and peeling off my cotton panties and bra. I immediately felt calmer.
Mommy was typing something on her phone as I undressed.
“I’m so sorry to turn up out of the blue, Mommy. I just needed to see you. I hope you’re not cross.”
“It’s okay, kitten. If I had my way you would be here with me, naked, all the time.”
Oh fuck that thought caused a tiny spasm in my pussy.
“But we need to be careful. If others ever see you like this then it will cause all sorts of problems. Not everyone understands the lifestyle that Master and I lead.”
“Yes. Yes, I understand that, Mommy. I am sorry.”
“There’s no real harm done. Just do as Master and I say in future, yes?”
“Yes, Mommy.”
“Good girl. Seeing as you are here, though…”
Mommy smiled, sat back on the couch, and spread her legs wide. I needed no instruction. I knelt in front of her, between her thighs, and dipped my head. I stopped just before my tongue made contact with her smooth pussy.
“Mommy. Will I ever get to wear a collar, like yours?”
“Mmm yes, I very much hope so, kitten. There’s no rush, though. It was almost a year before I earned mine from Master.”
I sincerely hoped it wouldn’t take that long. But I realised I needed to stop asking questions and get on with pleasing Mommy. My tongue traced a line along the wet crease between her pouting pussy lips, running gently over her clit when it reached the top. Mommy let out a long low sigh and settled back. I put my hands behind my back and used my tongue to pleasure this woman who had become my queen.
The phone rang just moments after I had started licking Mommy’s beautiful pussy. To my surprise, she answered it. I looked up, but her hand guided my face back to her pussy and I continued licking as she talked.
“Yes, Master, I thought you’d like to know… Yes, her little tongue is busy as we speak… Mmm, I think that would be wonderful… Yes, see you soon, My King.”
She put the phone down and spoke to me as she stroked my hair, my head bobbing up and down between her thighs.
“That was Master, kitten. He is coming home now. He has decided, seeing that you have come round, that now is the time for you to feel his wonderful cock inside you.”
I desperately wanted to be able to use my fingers between my legs at the thought of Master inside me, but I kept my hands dutifully clasped behind my back.
About half an hour later, with my tongue beginning to ache as I worked at bringing Mommy to her second orgasm, I heard Master’s voice behind me.
“I want you both in the master bedroom… now,” he said abruptly, and walked off.
Mommy pulled me up and urged me up the stairs in front of her, both of us naked. My legs were weak from having been kneeling for so long, but she was insistent that we move quickly.
As we entered the bedroom that Mommy and Master shared, I saw Master naked, his magnificent cock jutting out hard in front of him. He looked like he was sorting out various bits of equipment from a large box in the wardrobe.
“On the bed,” he commanded.
I knew that meant my designated position and quickly got on the bed on my knees, head down, and hands behind my back again.
I felt hands adjusting my position, then putting straps around my ankles and pushing my feet further apart. Suddenly I could not move my feet or close my legs. Mommy bent down and kissed my face.
“Master used a spreader bar like this on me the first time he fucked me,” she said softly, “I am so pleased he is using one on you too. It is such a wonderful way to be taken.”
Then Mommy sat up and reached over, taking hold of my hands and cuffing them together. Now I was totally helpless. Mommy slipped in front of me, spreading her thighs. Her pussy was still wet with her juices and my saliva.
“Now kitten, you are to pleasure me as Master fucks you. And remember, this is about his pleasure and mine. You are not to cum. Not until we say so. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mommy, I do.”
“Good girl.”
Then I suddenly felt Master’s fingers spreading the lips of my exposed pussy. He wasn’t rough, but neither was he gentle. I was desperate to feel his fingers on my clit, stroking me, but instead, he simply thrust his fingers inside me.
I knew Master’s cock was much bigger than the one that had taken my cherry only a matter of weeks ago, and I was anxious about how easily I would take his girth. I had trouble getting it in my mouth this morning, getting my fingers fully around it, and I knew I was helpless now, restrained and spread before him.
“Ahh!” I exclaimed as I lifted my head. I felt the head of his cock pushing into me, pressing forward with no thought of my comfort.
“P… please, Master…” I moaned into Mommy’s soft folds as I felt his powerful hands grasp my butt cheeks.
I knew the thrust was coming, and I could sense that there would be no foreplay, but that knowledge didn’t prepare me for what came next. Master just pushed into me, bottoming out in one deep thrust.
“Arrgghh!!” I cried as searing pain swept through my body. It felt like I was being torn apart.
“Quiet, girl,” said Mommy as she held the back of my head and ground her pelvis into my face, “You will take your Master’s beloved cock without complaint.”
“But Mommy it hurts!” I cried, but my words were muffled by Mommy’s wet folds.
I did my best to keep silent, but as Master pulled out almost all the way, and then drove back in again, it felt like all the air was being pumped out from my body. Then he was fucking me hard and fast, my cries of pain muffled in Mommy’s pussy as she clamped my mouth onto it.
I felt a heavy hard slap on my left butt cheek, then another, and a third. Then the same on my right buttock. Over and over Master spanked my helpless ass.
“Yes! She needs to learn, Master. I can see that. She has disobeyed us twice now today.”
Master stopped slapping me for a second, and leaned forward to kiss Mommy on the mouth, holding her face as his cock remained embedded inside me.
“She will learn, honey. You will turn her into an obedient little slut, I know it,” he said in a loving voice.
And then he was back fucking me, harder than before. My ass cheeks were burning, stinging. The pain in my pussy was subsiding and in its place was a pleasure so intense I was struggling to contain myself.
I could feel the all too familiar signs of orgasm approaching. I had no way of abating it as Master plundered my tight little cunt so relentlessly. How could I stop myself cumming when I had no control over my body? It was impossible.
Over and over Master slammed into me, filling my very being with his hot throbbing cock. Every now and then he would bring his hand down hard on my tender ass cheeks, too.
“I’m sorr… oh!… oh God no… no!… oh I’m so sorry Mommeee!!”
Tears were flowing from my eyes into Mommy’s pussy as I felt my body start to burn, my trapped limbs convulsing as a massive cum ripped through me.
Seconds later, Mommy’s pussy exploded in my face, her juices gushing into my mouth, drowning me as I gasped for breath under Master’s onslaught. He was fucking me as hard as ever, oblivious to my orgasm. Over and over he pumped me, taking me through yet another unpermitted, unwanted orgasm, until I felt nothing more than a rag doll. Unable to move or respond, just being used by Master for his own pleasure.
I had kept trying to pleasure Mommy too, but I had become too disoriented to do so with any focus. At some point, I think I may have passed out, but then I was suddenly aware of Master exploding inside me, the heat of his cock exploding, covering the walls of my young pussy with streams of cum. The thrusting stopped as I felt the weight of Master’s body on mine, and could feel the slower pulsing of his cock as he emptied every last drop from his balls into me.
Then he pulled out and was gone. I felt a big empty void where Master’s huge cock had been, my pussy open and gaping, the cool air so apparent on the burning heat of my folds.
I realised that Mommy had gone too, my face now buried in the crumpled-up duvet. I couldn’t move, though I suspect I would have been too weak to move had I not been still bound.
My head was spinning and my vision was obscured by the duvet. I was drifting, floating. At one point I imagined myself looking down on Master fucking me so feverishly from behind. But then I remembered he was no longer inside me.
I jumped as I felt hands on my buttocks. Soft, gentle hands. Mommy’s. Then I let out a long moan as I felt Mommy’s lips on me, her tongue pushing inside my wide-open pussy.
The duvet covering my face was pulled back and I was confronted with Master’s cock, softer now but still thick and large. I knew my job was to clean him and I stretched my neck to reach, weakly licking at his head and shaft. Mommy meanwhile cleaned Master’s cum from my well-fucked pussy, her tongue busily lapping as his thick cream oozed from me slowly.
Eventually, the straps on my ankles and wrists were removed and I collapsed onto the bed, curling up into a ball as I felt the warm soft duvet being wrapped over me.
***
I don’t know how long I slept, but I woke alone, still curled up. My mouth ached, my ass cheeks were burning and my legs hurt when I moved them. My pussy felt so open, so sensitive.
I got up and instinctively looked for my clothes. Then I remembered what Mommy had said, so l walked gingerly down the stairs, naked. I found Mommy sitting casually on the couch, naked but for her collar, reading an interior design magazine.
“Hello, kitten,” she said, looking up but not putting the magazine down.
I suddenly became self-conscious about my nakedness, standing in the middle of the room.
“Can I cuddle up with you, Mommy?”
“Not just yet, kitten,” she said, closing the magazine and putting it down next to her.
I stood there frozen, not knowing what to do, having had my request refused.
“Put your hands on your head,” she said, looking at me quite sternly.
I did as she said, without question. My legs were aching and I just wanted to curl up next to Mommy.
Mommy stood up and walked towards me, her beautiful full breasts with their ringed nipples bouncing gently.
“What did you do wrong today, kitten?”
I wasn’t expecting an interrogation.
“I came round without waiting to be asked,” I said, nervously.
Mommy stopped, standing behind me.
“Hmm… yes. What else?”
As she spoke, Mommy reached around and took hold of my right nipple. She squeezed it hard. My hands flew off my head in shock. Immediately I put them back.
“I came, Mommy, without permission.”
“Yes. You did.”
She squeezed the other nipple, stretching them both away from my small breasts.
“Please, Mommy…. it hurts.”
She let go of my nipples and swung her hand to slap my ass. She caught me sharply on my right cheek.
“Nngghh.” I was desperately trying not to scream.
“You need to learn not to complain, slut,” she said, slapping me over and over on my already raw ass.
“Yes, Mommy, I know, Mommy. I will try, I promise.”
“Wait there,” she said and disappeared.
She returned moments later. In her hand, she had two strange-looking metal objects. She put them on the table next to us. I recognised them from porn I had watched. They were nipple clamps.
“So let’s try again,” she said.
I nodded nervously.
Mommy pulled my right nipple again. It hurt so much but I managed to stay silent. With the nipple at full stretch, she reached for one of the clamps and attached it to the base of my nipple. The pain was excruciating. But I stayed quiet.
When the second clamp went on my left nipple I had to tense my whole body to stop from screaming. But I managed.
“Ten minutes,” Mommy said and went back to reading her magazine on the sofa.
I stood there, in silence, with my hands on my head and the clamps biting into my poor nipples. I was determined not to let Mommy down.
It seemed like an hour, not ten minutes, but eventually, Mommy’s phone pinged and she got up from reading. She released one clamp and then another. It stung so badly each time the jaws of the clamps pulled away from my sore flesh, but I managed to keep quiet.
Mommy returned to the couch, pulled her feet up under her, and patted the cushion beside her.
“Well done, kitten. You’re learning. Now come and cuddle up with Mommy.”
