A Mother's Submission 2

Three hours later, Diane slowly roused herself from a very, very deep sleep. As consciousness crept over her, the sound of her blood rushing in her head and the throbbing of her body in time with her heart brought back the earlier events of the morning. The backs of her legs, her bottom, her stomach and the fronts of her thighs were all sore and she could barely move without starting a dull throb of pain somewhere. She remembered her fear, Janet's reluctance to punish her, and then she remembered the pain and she felt her stomach turn over.

She gingerly pushed herself up and sat on the edge of the bed. Every move caused something to hurt, she smelt of sex and sweat, and felt encrusted with her juices. As she sat there, fear again rose in her. The thought of Janet going back to New York and leaving her to fend for herself and the girls was almost enough to start her crying again. Instinctively she knew that if Janet ever left, her husband wouldn't waste a minute in having her committed and she knew that this time she would never again be free. Her daughters would become her husband's playthings and all that she hoped for would be lost.

Just then, Janet walked into the bedroom drying her hair after her shower. She wore a short, red terry cloth robe and as always looked refined and relaxed. "So you are awake at last. You had a rough go of it, but you endured your punishment well and I am proud of you. You really tried to prove to me that you are going to work hard and help me make you a better person. But I hope you realize that it will take a lot more effort to keep Amy from Robert and to eventually get Michelle back from him. But if you trust me, listen to me and do what I tell you, and above all work with me, I think we can do it, " she said.

Janet's words renewed hope in Diane and she immediately assumed the submissive attitude that Janet liked her to display. Looking at the floor, she sat demurely on the edge of the bed, her knees together, her hands folded in her lap, her voice soft and supplicating. "Thank you mistress for your help. I do trust you and know that you want to save Amy and Michelle as much as I do. I will do anything you ask or demand of me," she said.

Janet let the words hang in the air a moment as she took in the woman before her. Once a proud, happy mother and wife of a surgeon now reduced to a dependent, frightened and timid woman. So unsure of herself that she was clinging to any hope available to save her and her children. The red welts on her thighs and stomach had begun to discolor and would take a number of days to heal, but Janet knew that before they disappeared she would force Diane to discuss them with her and eventually convince her that she deserved them. "But first things first", Janet thought.

"OK," Janet said. "It is already 2:30 and the girls will be home in a little over an hour. Go stand in the bathroom in front of the mirror. You need to get cleaned up and we need to talk about some things. I will join you in a moment. Now go," Janet said in her authoritative voice.

"Yes mistress," Diane replied. She immediately stood and felt the dull pains begin to throb through her as she moved to the bathroom. She stood in front of the sink, staring at it drain, waiting patiently for Janet to come, her mind soul at quiet rest.

Janet watched her walk away with tender steps and looked at the six red stripes that adorned the back of her legs and ass. She knew that this was the first of many that Diane would wear for her and also knew that in a few short weeks Diane would shyly begin to ask her to mark her with her ownership mark. "All things in time," Janet thought, and then walked nonchalantly to the kitchen for another cup of coffee, some Valium, aspirin and hydrocortisone cream for Diane. Janet knew that Diane's insecurities made her vulnerable to any attention that was given her, even if it was painful, so now was the time for some more attention.

Janet recalled the words of Lee Morgan, her psychologist friend and mentor. "Always remember, " Lee had frequently said, "True control over a submissive is founded on the submissive being convinced of the 'rightness' of their surrender and their complete trust in their owner. The only way to build that level of control is to not only train a bitch's body but the mind and soul as well."

"Ah yes," Janet thought to herself as she walked to the bathroom with the medicines in the pocket of her robe, "control the soul and the mind and the bitch is yours."

She slowly opened the door and saw Diane standing as she was told in front of the sink, her hands at her side, eyes downcast, expression quiet and she stared at the drain. Janet stepped behind her and looked over her head into the mirror. Diane's nipples had begun to harden, and as Janet softly stroked her shoulder she started and began to breathe deeper.

Janet knew this was a positive sign, and said "Be still and listen to me. I want to take some time cleaning you up and making sure the marks heal correctly, but we need to be finished before the children come home. So I will supervise you and talk to you about the future. Now sit on the toilet and pee and defecate for me."

"Yes mistress", said Diane in a soft voice and she stepped over to the toilet and sat on it. Janet, with her coffee cup in her left hand, stepped in front of Diane, lifted her chin with her right hand, and then slapped her softly on the cheek. Janet knew the slap was painless, but it did cause Diane's eyes to fly open and she immediately dropped her eyes to Janet's feet.

"I told you to listen to me and be quiet and I meant it." Janet said softly as she slowly ran her hand through Diane's hair. "You know I hate to punish you, but you just don't seem to get it sometimes, so pay attention. Do you understand now?"

Diane nodded slowly as she luxuriated in Janet's touch even while the toilet ring was causing the welts on the backs of her legs to throb and ache. She knew Janet expected to pee and defecate, but wondered if she could do it, especially since she had never imagined her peeing in front of someone.

"Here, drink some of my coffee, it should help" Janet said as she lowered the cup into Diane's field of view. Diane lowered her lips to the edge of the cup and Janet tipped to bottom so she could drink. All the while stroking her hair, neck and ears, allowing Diane to develop a feeling of protection from her.

After a few sips Janet watched as Diane's muscles began to relax. The room was warm and Janet turned on the hot water in the sink and let it run creating steam as well as the sound of running water to help Janet pee. A few minutes later, the small bathroom was filled with steam and Janet heard pee dripping into the bowl. Then she saw Diane try to push quite hard a couple of times and knew these were signs of her efforts to comply with Janet's instructions.

"Has my little cow peed for her owner?" Janet asked softly as she continued to stroke the head that was bowed before her. It nodded yes. "Did my little cow poop for her mistress?" The head shook no and Janet smiled to herself and thought. "She is really working at this…very good".

"Ok," Janet said as she grabbed a bit of toilet paper from the roll. "Spread your legs for mistress, turn your head and look over your right shoulder. Now put your hands on top of your head." Diane did this and then Janet said, "now arch your back for me and present me your udders…I want you to remember, that you have udders now since you are my cow. Understand?"

Looking to her right with her hands on her head and her legs spread wide on the toilet seat, Diane arched her back and stiffened her muscles so her tits stood proud on her chest.

Janet knelt down and gently wiped Diane's womanhood with the toilet paper. She saw Diane start from the touch, and continued to slowly wipe her. Then she dropped the paper into the toilet and caressed her with her left hand. She saw Diane close her eyes and breathe deeply as her nipples hardened in response.

Sweat mingled with steam was running down Diane's body now and the bathroom began to look like a steam bath. Janet leaned forward and gently kissed Diane's cheek in front of her ear and whispered, "Very good little cow, you are learning to obey. I am proud of you." And then she kissed her again and slowly licked her ear. "Your body is so pretty. I just love looking at it. Do you like me looking at it?" She asked in a whisper punctuated by soft kisses and slow licks.

She could feel Diane's moistness mingle with the sweat and steam running down her torso, and heard a whimper in response to her touches as Diane shook her head yes. "Would you like me to own your body and take care of you?" Janet now asked the frenzied Diane.

Diane continued to whimper, and she had begun to squirm as Janet continued to stroke her. She shook her head again, and arched her back even further so Janet could see she was trying.

Janet noticed Diane's action and kissed first one nipple and then gently bit the other. "Yes, you are trying aren't you?" she said and then stood up. Diane didn't move, but sat as instructed and waited.

Janet moved to the Jacuzzi tub and started filling it with water. She dropped in some of her bubble bath soap and then told Diane to stand in front of the mirror.

Diane stood there; face turned to the right and hands on top of her head. Janet stood close behind her, turned off the hot water that had been making the steam and said, " keep your hands on top of your head, but look into the mirror." Diane did so. Through the steam Diane gazed forward and her eyes met Janet's. Janet raised her hands and rubbed Diane's ribcage starting just below her armpits and slowly moving down to her hips and then moved them back up.

Janet saw Diane's lips tremble and noticed her tremors as the touching continued. Diane began to lean back against Janet, but Janet whispered, "Stand up bitch. This is how an owner inspects their property. And you need an inspection."

Diane immediately shifted her weight from her heels to the balls of her feet and was again ramrod straight. Janet lightly touched the welts on Diane's stomach and she winced slightly.

Janet smiled into the mirror and said "Spread your legs for me" and Diane complied.

The Jacuzzi was slowly filling with warm water as the steam continued to swirl in the room. Sweat and steam now slid slide down Diane's face, from her hair, and from under her raised arms. The heat of the room combined with her arousal caused perspiration to drip from her chin and cheeks onto her chest, then the drops ran between her breasts, split as they ran around her belly button, and then continued to her womanhood. There, they seeped through her light hairs, joined the juices Janet had caused to begin seeping from her and continued down the inside of her thighs. Diane could feel the drops moving and knew that Janet could see them as well.

Janet reached down to Diane's mons, cupped her slowly and inserted two fingers. Diane gave a small tremor and Janet smiled at her in the mirror. "My, my, you are very, very wet. I think you need to be given to a man for a while. Perhaps I should find someone and let you serve them. I think you are too wet to stay this way. Look." She said as she pulled out two of her fingers that glistened in the light. She held them up in front of Diane's mouth and said, "lick". Diane leaned forward keeping her eyes locked with Janet's and extended her tongue. She gently lapped at the fingers, all the while staring at Janet.

When she had finished, Janet again dropped her hands to Diane's sides and resumed her slow massage. She leaned down to whisper in Diane's ear as her hands slowly dropped to Diane's crotch. Janet pulled her closer and began to slowly fondle the helpless woman.

"You may speak when spoken to. Who owns you? " she heard. "You own me" Diane heard herself reply automatically. "Are you my cow? The voice asked. "Yes, I am your cow". "How many calves do you have?" the voice asked again as the hands touched her. "I have two calves, and you are their owner.", she replied without bidding. Janet smiled and whispered "Close your eyes and put your arms down."

Diane slowly lowered her arms and felt relief as the blood ran back to her fingers. Janet took Diane's hand, guided her to the Jacuzzi and told her to step into it.

Diane with her eyes still closed stood quietly in the center of the tub. "Kneel down" Janet said as she placed a hand on Diane's shoulder. The water was quite high and came half way up Diane's thighs as she knelt staying erect by holding onto the Jacuzzi handles and not sitting back on her heels.

Janet removed her robe and pinned up her hair. Then she picked up a rough sea sponge, soaped it, and began to wash Diane's back. "You know, I've washed Amy like this several times, but have only used the tub in the main house. I think I will have to bring her over here sometime and wash her here. She enjoys it and it gives me some quality time with here. You probably have noticed she is really quite pretty and in this case the calf does resemble her cow a lot. Amy is quite pretty and anxious to begin dating. I am a bit worried about that and will have to give it some thought as to who she may go out with and when. From what I can gather about your earlier life from Robert, you were bred fairly young is that right?"

"Yes mistress" Diane answered. "What was your age when your husband first took you and at what age did you have your first." Janet asked soothingly as she scrubbed her property. "I was 17 the first time, we married shortly after that and by the time I was 19 I had Michelle and then 19 months later, I had Amy."

"Well you went through the birthing process quite well. No stretch marks, no varicose veins, and you have managed to keep your shape. You have done well. I hope Michelle and Amy do as well as you have but I am worried about them. They probably have your tendencies to give themselves up early, since it is common in women who become sluts and you have shown me that you are like that. I know Michelle is already performing for Robert, but I don't want that to happen to Amy so I will take more control of her so I can have more influence." As Janet was speaking she had wet and soaped Diane's hair and had begun to shampoo her. The water continued to fill the Jacuzzi and Janet told Diane to lay back so she could rinse her hair.

As Diane lay back, Janet rinsed her hair and began to clean her face and front. "Tell me, Why were you punished today?" Janet asked as she gently wiped the red welts on Diane's thighs and stomach.

With eyes closed Diane responded softly and said," because I was uncomfortable allowing others to know that my mistress owned me and that I was her property and must obey her." "So that means that we need to begin telling others that you are my property and that I own you is that right?" "Yes mistress", Diane said quietly.

"Very good. So to show your respect for me whenever I am with the children, the maid or your husband you will call me Miss Janet. I also want you to tell Vicki and Michelle to begin calling me Miss Janet as well. Amy, on the other hand will begin to call me mother or MaMa and I will insist that she call you Diane…is that clear?"

Although disturbed by Janet's command, Diane didn't want to displease her and said, "yes Mistress."

"Very good, now get up and dry yourself off." Diane did so and Janet said, "Now take these two pills. They will relieve the pain and help you relax. Spread your legs apart and put your arms above your head. I have some muscle relaxer that will also help relieve the pain of the welts. When you go back to the main house, I want you to wear your short tennis skirt so the girls can see the welts on your thighs. If they have any questions don't answer them, but have them call me on the phone with their questions. You will also move out of your bedroom tonight and move into the guestroom permanently. No one, to include yourself is to touch you without my permission. So if you need to pee or use the bathroom, I expect you to come over here and ask me to grant you permission to relieve yourself. I will be present every time you use a bathroom, bathe or do anything else that could have an effect on your appearance like styling your hair, etc. Finally, I will not be having dinner with the family tonight. Instead, after they have eaten, bring me a plate and plan on spending some time with me tonight. Do you understand all of that?"

"Yes Mistress, ' Diane replied as she began to dress. Janet put on her robe and casually watched Diane put on her clothes. .

When she was finished she stood with eyes downcast and waited for Janet to acknowledge her. Janet waited a few moments and then walked over to her. She cupped Diane's chin and lifted her face up to hers.

"Whose property are you?" Janet asked as she stared solemnly down into Diane's eyes. "You own me," Diane said. Then without bidding, she added, " I am your property. You own my mind, and my soul and my body. Everything I have is yours. My body, my children, and all other things that were mine belong to you. "

Janet was pleased with the response. She leaned down and gently kissed Diane and then took her by the hand and led her to the front door.