Housewife's Awakening
(MF, F+/F, wife, reluctant, humiliation, spanking, toys)
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Author's note: Parts of this chapter were written by cg. Thank you!
Chapter Seven - The Morning After
The only sound at the kitchen table was Stephanie and Amber talking and the
sound of Debbie moving around the table placing dishes in front of the 3 seated
occupants, Stephanie, Amber and Brett.
Stephanie leaned towards Brett and whispered in his ear, "You had better go
along with us this morning. Or else your poor little wife will find out how
much you like cocks spurting spunk all over your pretty little face."
Brett could not believe the position that he was in. How could this of
happened? He couldn't let his wife find out about last night. It would destroy
her and absolutely ruin him. Even if it meant swallowing his pride and becoming
a play toy to these two girls he would have to do whatever was required to hide
what had happened from his wife. He hated to admit it to himself, but he
realized that in order to save his reputation he would have to submit to the
demands of his nieces. He couldn't believe the way Debbie had come down to
breakfast - in too tight pink spandex boy-shorts and a tiny cropped tee, her
hair up in pig tails. She looked just like Stephanie and Amber, a teenie sexpot
wet dream.
While Brett tried to resolve his impossible quandary Debbie continued laying out
the table. On reaching her husband's place at the table, Debbie was met with
utter silence. Why didn't he want her last night? Why didn't he pay attention
to her now? Debbie wanted to say something, say anything, to the seated figure
who was staring straight ahead. What she didn't know was that he was too
humiliated at the events that transpired during the previous evening to even
look at her.
Debbie's emotions were different than his, she still seethed with a mixture of
anger and hurt at the way Brett had rejected her the previous evening. At
Stephanie and Amber's behest she had dressed herself in the sexiest, flimsiest
nightwear she possessed and then set about flaunting and teasing her husband so
that they could have 30 minutes of wild lovemaking. Debbie thought that 30
minutes would set her free from the increasing strengthening hold her nieces
held over her as well as a reaffirmation of her and Brett's relationship. But
no! He'd rejected her, worse he had ignored her while slipping into deep sleep.
It seemed impossible to believe. With that experience (and her following wanton
behavior) still fresh in her mind she dismissively dropped a plate in front of
her mute husband, then as she approached her nieces, her emotions performed a
flip flop. From the simmering anger to something else, a mixture of fear,
trepidation, and she was ashamed to admit to herself, excitement.
"Good morning, Auntie" Amber said as her face barely concealed an evil grin as
Debbie stood between her and her older sister.
Debbie mumbled a response. "I didn't hear you, Auntie. I said good morning,"
Amber repeated. Debbie's pulse rate was beginning to rise again. She leaned
forward to nervously place a plate in front of Amber and then froze.
Debbie felt a hand on her calf, gripping her soft flesh before stroking in an up
and down motion. She let her hands fall to her sides, arched her back and let
her breasts jut out. It was Stephanie, or as she now automatically thought,
Mistress Stephanie, whose hand was touching her. With a big smile and perky
upbeat tone the housewife dressed like a hot-to-trot teen replied, "Oh, good
morning Miss Amber!"
"Auntie Debbie, last night we were talking with Uncle Brett about his upcoming
birthday," Stephanie smugly said before continuing, "And we asked him what he
wanted and he told us that all he wanted was you."
"How sweet," Amber cooed, "He must really love you."
"So we asked him if he would like some sexy pictures of his beautiful wife for
his birthday and the poor boy looked like a kid in a candy store. So for his
birthday present we are going to take you to a friend of ours tonight, who is a
great photographer, to get some really sexy shots for Uncle Brett's birthday
present." Stephanie informed her aunt.
"He even asked us if he could come and watch as long as he didn't get in the
way. I think the little horn dog really gets off on the idea of you posing all
sexy and stuff," Amber said while giggling.
"Brett, is this true?" Debbie asked not believing what she was hearing.
As Brett raised his head to answer he felt a strong hand cup his balls
underneath the table and give a painful squeeze as his brow suddenly began to
sweat as the hand held him. "Y-Yes, if you think you could do it, it would be,
uh, great," he managed to stammer before sighing in relief as the grip on his
balls began to release.
Debbie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why would her husband who had
shown so little interest in her last night want sexy pictures of her for his
birthday? Besides, she would never be able to pose for sexy shots in front of a
stranger in front of her husband.
But before Debbie could say anything Stephanie shot out, "Oh Uncle Brett, don't
be silly. Of course your loving wife would love to have her picture taken for
you, wouldn't you auntie?"
"Sure, anything you want sweetheart." Debbie answered unsure of herself, but not
wanting to anger her mistress. She saw Mistress Stephanie's warning glance.
"Uh...I would, like totally, love to pose for lots and lots of sexy pictures for
you." The teen babble, like the new clothes, where all part of the new image
that the girls had picked for her.
"Another thing Uncle Brett, Amber and I were talking yesterday and were saying
how inconvenient it must be for Auntie Debbie to go all the way into town to
attend her conditioning gym. It would be so much better if Debbie could do all
her conditioning at home," Stephanie informed her uncle.
Brett remained silent for a moment before mumbling a 'guess so' before picking
up his breakfast. He scarcely noticed his wife breathing heavily as she stood
still between her two nieces.
"We're so glad to hear that. Aren't we Amber?"
"Sure, great news," answered Amber as her own hand joined her sister's in
creeping up Debbie's luscious legs. The harassed housewife was by now feeling
herself being sucked into her niece's nightmarish plans. The hands were silkily
running up and down her legs, getting closer and closer to her pussy. Her own
hands were tightly gripping the plate as she could feel the lust starting to
gather within her.
"Yeah, glad you think so Uncle Brett, because we thought you ought to build a
conditioning gym here at the house and the only place would in your garage and
utility room."
For a moment a shaft of the old Brett emerged, the garage and utility room was
where he went to relax...his car and tools filled the garage, and there was his
sports trophies and pool table in the utility room. Where would he put his
stuff? The answer would have to be no! But then he recalled the hold the two
girls had over him...and he couldn't disappoint his wife. Not after the way he
had treated her. He was in a nightmarish situation, he could feel a sense of
panic rise within himself. He had to escape from the presence of these two evil
girls as soon as possible. He sprung to his feet and bolted for the
door...after agreeing to the girl's plans.
"Sweetness, I love you and will see you tonight," Brett offered as he hurried
out of the kitchen.
"Not even a good-bye kiss," Debbie lamented as she heard a door slam shut as her
husband disappeared.
"What have I done to deserve this?" She thought even as the hands were now
freely running up and down her legs.
"Well, auntie slut. Hubby has disappeared and left you to us," said Amber as
she rose to her feet and stood to one side of Debbie. Debbie felt her pulse
starting to race, the rate rising even more as Stephanie stood to the other side
of her. Both girls were crowding her, threatening her with their closeness.
"We need to prepare you," said Stephanie in a matter of fact tone of voice.
"What do you mean by..." Debbie's words were cut off as Stephanie's hands
quickly ripped the too tight boy-shorts down and off Debbie's legs before
throwing it into the corner of the kitchen. Amber then grabbed the skin-tight
tee and yanked it over the shocked housewife's head. The two girls were
undressing her. She would soon be naked. But Debbie discovered she would be
more than naked. Amber appeared holding a pair of shoes, a simple affair
really, a strap across her delicate toes and a loop around her ankle, and a
click. Debbie looked down and saw that a small padlock was being shut! The
shoes were being locked onto her. And the heels, they must have been at least 5
inches high! It felt like she was standing on stilts and it was only the fact
that the girls had forced her into higher and higher heels during the preceding
days that Debbie was now able to just about maintain her balance.
But there was more.
Amber was standing behind her and reaching forward. Debbie saw a black leather
object. It was a collar, just like the one Stephanie had forced her into when
she was whipped. Maybe it was the memory of the whipping, but Debbie found
herself mutely accepting as the collar was placed around her slender neck, her
stomach feeling strangely empty as she heard the click of another lock snapping
shut and Stephanie attaching a leash to the front of the collar. The only sound
in the kitchen at that moment was Debbie's weak whimpers, which didn't cease as
Stephanie and Amber moved away a few inches.
"Why...W-What...are you doing," Debbie managed to stutter as her slender fingers
reached up and tenderly felt the collar's rough surface.
"We're giving you a taste of what it'll be like if you lose the wager," Amber
giggled.
The wager! She had forgotten about the stupid wager.
"If you don't come up with the money this is part of what you'll be doing," said
Amber, "We'll keep you naked of course. Sometimes we'll permit you to wear
revealing costumes, but it is custom to keep slaves naked."
Debbie could scarcely believe her ears as she looked around at both Stephanie
and Amber and saw the deadly stern look on their faces. They were being
serious!
"Of course you'll experience other things typical of slaves. Constant
humiliation; punished for insolence, punished for our amusement," Debbie could
hardly believe her ears as Stephanie continued.
"Let me see," said Stephanie. "There's also the bondage. Confinement as well,
you'll be housed in a nice little cage, it won't be as comfortable as your nice
fluffy bed but as a slave you'll learn that your needs and comfort no longer
count."
By now Debbie's head felt dizzy as she listened to the other things her nieces
were planning for her and wasn't aware of Stephanie fixing a chain leash to the
front of the collar encircling her slim neck. She could feel all her previous
life as an independent woman with a loving family being left behind for
something she couldn't comprehend.
"Y-Your trying to frighten me," Debbie managed to stutter. "No one...I won't."
"You won't what auntie slut?" Said Stephanie as she wound the leash around her
hand. "Your thinking that you're an independent, emancipated woman."
"That isn't true, is it? After all, you're wearing high heels to emphasis the
curvaceousness of your legs because I choose for you to. You are collared and
leashed because I choose. You're naked because I choose to show off your
luscious body," Stephanie proudly informed the mute housewife. " Slaves are too
stupid to think for themselves. That is why they need a strong individual to
control them and their lives."
Debbie thought Stephanie was losing her mind or joking but the bland look on her
nieces' face spoke of a deadly seriousness. And Stephanie's words resonated
within the trembling housewife as she realized that she was as her niece said.
The locks on her extraordinary high heels and the collar on her neck were
symbolic of the hold the two girls had on her.
"Now," said Stephanie who stepped away from Debbie, "Wandering hands cause
trouble so like the good slave-girl you want to be, I want you to place your
hands at the nape of your neck and make sure you thrust your chest out as you do
so."
Debbie hesitated. Surely not, she thought, but Stephanie's expression remained
unchanged. Debbie pleadingly looked up at Stephanie and then at Amber behind
her, but both girls remained unmoved. I can't, she said to herself, it will be
so humiliating...And so slave like shed realized. Her mind and emotions were in
turmoil at what the two young women were commanding her to do.
"Any longer and I'll take that as being an act of insolence. You know what that
means." Stephanie said with building anger in her voice.
Debbie knew that too well. She had already had a light whipping, and there was
the episode when she had been spanked..." She recalled the humiliation, and the
pain! Debbie could feel her already diminished reserves of courage and
resistance ebbing away. Hating her own weakness she felt herself succumbing and
trying to restrain her sobs she found herself doing as Stephanie wished and
lifting her hands so that her slender fingers knitted at the nape of her neck
causing her luscious breasts to stick out obscenely.
"Very good. Remember slaves don't decide, they just do." Stephanie said as she
admired her aunt's supple body.
It may be an ordeal for Debbie but Stephanie and Amber seem to scarcely
acknowledge Debbie's act of submission. But unknown to the blonde haired woman,
her two nieces exchanged glances of triumph. Their beautiful aunt had taken
another step in her enslavement. The woman stood in her submissive pose, her
big breasts rising and falling reflecting her inner turmoil. But even as they
felt the thrill of dominating another, they could see from the heaving breasts
to the unconscious parting of Debbie's full lips that their aunt's newly
unearthed submissive drives were in turn being stimulated.
"That's better isn't it," Stephanie said to Debbie. The condescension in her
niece's voice was as wounding as her own shameful submission. And to add to her
humiliated emotions she watched as Stephanie slowly lifted a chain. "I'm about
to attach a leash to you. Then it's quite simple for you. You move when I
move. You wait for the leash to tighten and then follow me just like my little
pet. Have you got that?"
Her words were robbed from her voice. Rational thought was rapidly disappearing
from her. Leaving in its place, a torrent of emotions. And she couldn't quite
admit it to herself, but one of the emotions was a masochistic excitement.
"Ooowwww," Debbie was brought back by her right buttock being painfully pinched
by Amber. "Mistress Stephanie asked you a question slave," Amber said from
behind her. For a moment Debbie's hazel eyes nervously glanced behind her and
then back to the dominating figure of Stephanie.
"Y-Yes...Mistress," Debbie managed to stutter. The two girls glanced at each
other again. Debbie had taken another falteringly step down the road of her
enslavement. She had responded as required, and as required, kept her hands at
the nape of her neck. And of course, deep down Debbie was aware of this.
"That's better," Amber said patting Debbie's ass. Instinctively her bottom
clenched at the sensation of the hand which not only remained on her, but began
a sensuous massage of the soft flesh of her round ass. Debbie felt her pulse
racing, not only from the indignity being heaped on her, but more alarmingly,
from the sensuous sensations starting to ripple over her as the hand began to
proprietarily roam over her bottom, pressing and exploring. Debbie looked
behind her as if to say 'stop that this moment!' but she couldn't, there was the
threat and pressure. And the caresses were making her aware of her growing
arousal. Debbie's attention was dragged away from what was happening to her
rear by Stephanie's hand gripping her chin and turning her face towards her.
Stephanie held Debbie's chin then lifted and tilted her head so that she was
looking up at the ceiling. Stephanie then began the process of attaching the
leash to Debbie's collar. Stephanie was going to draw out this process. It
would be good for Debbie's self-esteem, in the sense that she would continue to
reduce her aunt's self-confidence from the once proud and emancipated woman to
that of a slave girl dependant on her owner.
And Stephanie was proving successful. Debbie was inwardly quivering, she felt
little better than an animal, no even that wasn't true, she realized that her
fate if she would lose the wager would be that lower than an animal. The
fingers at her throat slowly attached the leash. Stephanie continued to tell
her what awaited her. Amber's hands were creating more sensations, wonderful
sensations, as they traversed over her body, working her ass flesh before
travelling along the side of her rib cage. Debbie realized that she was being
sucked into a whirlpool of submissive sexual pleasure. She couldn't prevent
herself from closing her eyes and savoring Amber's working hands.
"Mistress, Mistress Amber...," she sighed. In front of her she heard Stephanie
continue to tell her terrible things which only seemed to fuel the flaring of
masochistic fires lit by her nieces. At last the fingers finished their work
and she was allowed to drop her head. The chain snaked from beneath her and was
held by Mistress Stephanie.
"We're going to continue with your slave training session for now. However,
later on we will have you prettied up. After all, we want you to look your best
for your photo shoot."
Debbie desperately tried to regain some control of what was happening and what
her nieces were planing for her.
"Mistress', I have to go to the club tonight. I can't spend the evening getting
photo's taken because I have to earn money." Debbie whimpered. She couldn't
believe that she was actually asking to go back to that aweful place how her
perceptions had altered. She had to earn enough money to win the wager and time
was starting to run out. And she was discovering what would happen to her if
she should fail.
Stephanie and Amber looked at each other and smiled before Stephanie informed
her aunt, "Don't worry auntie slut, the photographer that we are going to see
tonight has agreed to pay you a $300 modeling fee."
"Gee, our little slut is actually going to be a professional model. Can you
believe it?" Amber said excitedly.
Debbie looked around at both Stephanie and Amber and saw the deadly serious look
on their faces. They were being serious.
"Now if you lose the wager, we'll show off that hot body of yours," added Amber
who ceased her bewitching caresses and calmly reached around Debbie and gripped
the naked housewife's breasts and squeezed the mounds together to produce a
tight cleavage between the fleshly melons. "The babe with the biggest knockers
in town will be showing them off," Amber whispered into Debbie's ear. Debbie
gasped partly out of the crude description of her body and partly at the flaring
pleasure as Amber's hands expertly played with her breasts. The fingers pressed
so firmly into her big breasts that her breast flesh welled up between Amber's
fingers. Amber's fierce manipulation continued for a minute before the young
woman released Debbie who found herself secretly longing for the continuation of
the caresses. Breasts heaving Debbie watched as Stephanie handed control of the
leash to Amber who began to walk towards the kitchen door.
Amber tugged on Debbie's leash pulling her down the hallway into the garage.
Debbie nearly stumbled in her teetering heels as she followed, still with her
delicate fingers knitted at the nape of her neck. "Stephanie, go ahead and make
arrangements for tonight. I will teach our stupid little bitch how to walk like
a true slut so that she doesn't embarrass us tonight."
Mistress Amber led her demoralized aunt into the garage while tugging on her
leash. Debbie immediately noticed the yellow line that had been spray painted
down the middle of the garage floor.
"In time this will be converted into a full blown training room where you will
be taught the arts of submission, but for now we have to make do with what we've
got."
"Now, tonight is very important for you auntie slut. We have arranged for a
very important photographer to take pictures of you. If you cooperate and
follow directions to the letter you will earn $300 towards the bet. Meanwhile,
you will also be doing something that will bring great pleasure to your loving
husband. Now, how can you beat that?" Amber teased her aunt as she pulled her
to one end of the straight yellow line, noting appreciatively how her aunt's
lush body wobbled so enticingly.
"Mistress Amber, just how sexy are these photo's going to be?" Debbie meekly
inquired.
"Don't worry your stupid little head about that. Your husband will be there
watching and the photographer will only go as far as he wishes. After all, the
pictures are his birthday present," Amber answered.
Brett wouldn't let things get too carried away. Debbie was greatly comforted by
this knowledge. This might not be too bad after all. She could earn a large
sum of money towards earning her freedom while doing something that might get
her husband's interest.
"See the yellow streak painted on the floor. You are to walk up and down making
sure that on each step your shoe lands on the streak. You must also make sure
to suck in your tummy and push out your breasts as far as possible. This is
your new slut walk. You are to walk this way at all times in the future. If at
anytime you fail to walk in the most alluring and inviting way possible you will
be punished." Amber said as she demonstrated Debbie's new walk.
Debbie watched her mistress as her feet crossed over each other while her tight
young ass swayed back and forth. She couldn't help notice that her young niece
had developed into a strikingly beautiful young woman.
"Now it's your turn." Amber ordered as she pulled her aunt up to the yellow
streak by her collar before removing the leash.
Debbie slowly lifted her right foot and placed it a few inches in front of her
left foot crossing over it and being very careful to come down on the streak.
She had seen models adopt this stride pattern on the catwalk but of course they
weren't dressed like her in nothing but a pair of teetering high heels and a
collar. When she did this she noticed that her hips swayed lewdly causing her
to give the appearance of a cat in heat. She then lifted her left foot and
followed the same procedure.
Smack!
"Ouch!" Debbie nearly fell over from the force of the blow to her ass. "I told
you to stick your chest out you stupid bitch! Can't you remember anything?"
Amber scolded the shocked housewife. "Now, do it again and do it right!"
Debbie steadied herself and continued. She made sure to sway her hips as
invitingly as possible while sucking air into her stomach causing her breasts to
stick out obscenely.
"Very good, auntie slut. Now I want you to continue practicing while I go and
get dressed for the day." Amber said as she entered left the garage leaving the
poor housewife to perfect her new slut walk.
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"What the hell are you doing????" Mistress Amber screamed as she reentered the
garage. "I didn't tell you to stop." She had this disgusted look on her face
that told Debbie that she had better not cross her.
"I'm very sorry Mistress Amber," she said with eyes downcast. "I just stopped
for a moment to catch my breath. And my feet ached from these shoes."
Mistress Amber sort of huffed and said. "All right, all right, I guess you've
had enough for this morning. Now, what should I do with my little auntie slut
who can't follow directions?"
Suddenly Debbie felt weak and helpless as her teenage niece pondered her next
move. Debbie felt like her mistress was looking right through her as she
sported a devilish grin.
Amber always found it especially exciting to dominate other women - to boss them
around and make them do her bidding. "This is great fun, ...and really hot. And
for whatever reason, I especially enjoy putting little blonde 'cuties' through
their paces, especially older ones like you auntie slut," she teased her aunt as
she slid her hand along her aunt's curvaceous outstretched ass.
Debbie was getting more and more nervous. This sounded strange, even dangerous
coming from her 18 year-old niece. But she also found herself again getting a
little excited by this talk. And the earlier submissive urges flared up as the
leash was methodically attached to her collar.
"Okay. First off, come here and kneel at my feet." Amber's voice was harsh.
Debbie hesitated momentarily before feeling her mistress tug on her leash. Her
stomach felt empty as she dropped to her knees at the feet of Amber who smiled
to herself as she saw her aunt automatically knit her hands at the nape of her
neck. Auntie Debbie was slipping nicely into the fate she and Stephanie had in
mind for their beautiful relative.
After she was satisfied with her kneeling position Mistress Amber pulled Debbie
to her feet by her leash. Debbie just stood there, looking at her, waiting for
the next command.
As she continued to stand at attention, she felt like a little girl who was
about to be punished. She knew then that this was the point - to humiliate her.
"Turn around and touch your toes without bending your knees" Amber said next.
Debbie dutifully obeyed, displaying her exposed buttocks for her mistress aware
how the flesh of her heavy tits lolled freely beneath her. "Nice," Amber said
in a tone of lustful expectation. Debbie was flushed with nervousness and a
strange anticipation as she strained to maintain her balance in the strained
position. Then snapping the leash Amber forced Debbie to stand up straight
before her.
"Did you eat any pussy yesterday, slut?" Amber said with a nasty smirk. "Well,
that's definitely going to change today." She laughed to herself as she said
this. "But you want to today, don't you, slut?"
The tone of the conversation was beginning to change. "Well, I,..." Debbie
stammered.
"I SAID you want to, don't you!"
Taking the hint, Debbie responded in a low voice, "Yes, I want to eat some pussy
today Mistress Amber." The white globes of her breasts beginning to anxiously
heave up and down once again, she could feel her face redden with embarrassment
again.
"Whose pussy do you want to eat, auntie slut?"
"I want to eat your pussy, Mistress Amber." This brought a grin from her
tormentor. Amber seemed to really like the verbal degradation as well as the
acts themselves.
Now she came up very close to Debbie, looking her straight in the eyes and
saying, very deliberately "Yes, you're going to. You're going to eat my pussy
for a long time. You're going to eat me out; you're going to be my little
cunt-sucker, and anything else I want from you. I'm going to make sure you never
forget the taste of me in your mouth."
Debbie could see that Mistress Amber was getting herself excited with her own
words. Her breathing seemed shorter, and there was an intense look in her blue
eyes as she described her fate. It was contagious, too. Debbie was getting
turned on as well by her dirty talk.
"Okay, now get back on your knees," Amber said forcing Debbie to the floor so
that the naked woman rested her broad buttocks on her heels.
"I have nice legs, don't you think? Show me how you like my legs." Snapping the
leash so that Debbie was drawn forward by the pull on her collar. Debbie was
being dominated and controlled by her niece.
Debbie was surprised at how pale her mistress' skin was, considering the
climate, but she assumed she was naturally fair-skinned. She did have nice legs.
Her calves were a little thin, but as she looked at those alabaster thighs under
her miniskirt, she could feel herself becoming aroused. She ran her hands gently
over the smooth skin of Amber's calves and thighs, then placed a soft kiss on
the inside of one knee. Her mistress said nothing controlling by gently tugging
o the leash. Debbie, continued to kiss her legs all over, swirling her tongue
for additional stimulation.
After a few minutes Amber told her to stop. Debbie knelt at her nieces feet
while Amber's hands reached for her waist to undo her miniskirt. She slowly
lowered it, revealing a light blue thong, through which Debbie could see the
shadow of her shaved pubic mound. Her top came off next, and Debbie was
surprised by the size of her breasts. They were fuller than she had remembered,
very nicely shaped. Her nipples were already erect. At last, Amber stood before
her cowering aunt clad only in her pretty little panties. Debbie could feel the
dampness between her own legs as she looked at her and thought about what she
was about to do.
Mistress Amber stood Debbie up and took her hands in hers. "Here," she said,
putting her hands on her breasts. It thrilled Debbie to feel her breasts, soft
and full and firm, in the palms of her hands. Without being asked, she lowered
her head to take each pert, erect nipple into her mouth. They felt very hot as
she squeezed them with her lips and
sucked them deep, taking some of the soft milky flesh as well. Mistress Amber
sighed in response. She was really beginning to enjoy this.
Amber led her quivering aunt by tugging on the chain leash, over to a work bench
and told Debbie to kneel down in front of her, then Amber slowly worked the
tight collar so that the leash was now at the rear of Debbie's slender neck.
"Take my panties off," she said, almost in a whisper. Debbie's hands shook
slightly as she reached for the waistband of her panties. She raised her hips
slightly to let Debbie pull them down. Amber took the wet crotch of her panties
and pushed it into Debbie's mouth. Debbie sucked on her offering, getting her
first taste of her since being enslaved. She heard her mistress murmur, "Oh,
this 'is' going to be so good."
Now Debbie looked directly at Mistress Amber's shaved pussy. Staring directly at
the dazed housewife was the puffy mound of her two large lips. In the middle was
her slit, with her smaller lips slightly visible in between. She looked wet.
"Well, how does it look, huh? Are you getting hot looking at me, thinking about
this?" Amber teased.
Debbie couldn't believe how hot she was getting. This was her niece after all.
She shouldn't be having these feelings. She shouldn't be doing this. But her
body was starting to betray her as she started rubbing her legs together and
said, "Uhhh huuhh, Mistress Amber".
"Think about it, whore. Think about how you're going to eat me, about how hot it
will feel against your sluttly little face." Amber was silent for a minute while
Debbie soaked in the view. Then she said, "Oooh, auntie slut, I'm getting hot
making you do this. Can you see me getting wet?" Debbie saw that her niece's
pussy was starting to swell and open up. The smaller lips were protruded more
now. There was noticeable wetness between her legs. She clearly enjoyed the
dominant role.
"Now taste it." Amber ordered as she pulled Debbie's head by the chain leash,
in closer to her quivering cunt.
She gazed at her mistress' pussy, then looked up at her. Mistress Amber said,
"That's a good slave. Do it slut. Show me how much you want to taste it." She
hauled on the leash and forced her aunt's head towards her pussy. Debbie just
knelt there staring at the puffy lips, her breath coming faster as she
contemplated what she was being told to do..
"Come on, Debbie. You know you want to. I can see the look in your eyes. You're
getting horny as you think about eating my pussy." Mistress Amber's words
embarrassed Debbie, humiliated her, but she realized she didn't have a choice in
the matter. But what confused her was that she couldn't believe how very, very
horny she was becoming.
Breathing heavily, Debbie took her finger, worked it gently into her nieces'
slit, and then put it in her mouth. Her juices tasted better than she expected.
She rubbed her finger up and down Amber's slit some more. "Mmmh, ooh... aaagh.
Come on now. Do me." Mistress Amber said. Then Debbie stuck her finger deep
inside her, down where the source of her cream was. Again, she put it to her
mouth, taking her whole finger and sucking on it. She liked the taste of her,
and the position she was in.. she licked her finger off and looked up at her
mistress, while her own pussy clenched down and her hips and thighs started
grinding together.
"Mmmmh. You like it, don't you slut?" Amber teased. "Now, kiss me down there." A
chill ran through Debbie as she couldn't believe her building lust. "You liked
how your finger tasted, auntie slut. Go ahead. There's more where that came
from. You like my pussy juice, don't you, whore? Look how wet you've made me
down there. If you keep it up, I have a little surprise for you." Debbie wasn't
sure what she meant, but by now she was totally out of control, and a gentle tug
of the leash made her move her beautiful face between Amber's parted thighs.
"Oooh, Oooh, Oh God", Amber moaned. "Do it now you filthy whore!" Debbie then
quickly dove between her nieces' outstretched legs.
Amber reached down with both hands and grabbed her long, blonde hair. This got
Debbie even more aroused, and she trembled and moaned shamelessly "Just as I
thought.
Can't get enough, can you, pussy slut. Come on, kiss my cunt, slave. And play
with yourself while you do it." She couldn't help herself any more. Her
mistress' order to "kiss my cunt" seemed so dirty and decadent. "Cunt" was a
term Debbie never used herself, but she seemed to enjoy the sound of it, and at
that moment, it turned her on as well. Highly aroused, she leaned over between
Amber's legs and kissed her clit, at the same time moving her own hand between
her own quivering legs.
Debbie's lips and tongue were wet and hot, as they made contact with Amber's
cunt. She pulled her mistress' lips open with her fingers, and started sucking
her clit and licking up and down.
"Ooooh. Oooh God, baby. Oh, I forgot how hot this can get me. Oh God, I love
this. Here...here is, all for you...ohhhh." Amber pulled her knees to her chest
opening herself completely for her slave, her new pussy lover. Debbie clamped
her lips over Amber's teenage pussy and tongue reamed her, in and out. Amber
bucked up and down, but her mouth stayed right there embedded in her ecstatic
cunt.
"Oooooh, yeah!!!. Do me! Suck my cunt! Fuck it with your tongue. Oooh you're
good. Here it comes, you little bitch. I can't hold it. Aaaaahhhhh!" Amber
exploded, and then gave Debbie her "surprise": Amber was a "gusher", a female
ejaculator. As her hips bucked with pleasure, Debbie could feel spurts of thin
vaginal fluids shoot from her pussy and into her eager mouth.
"MMmmhhh". She swallowed her mistress' cum, cleaning her with her tongue until
she had served all the cum she had into her mouth. As she looked up, cheeks
flushed and wet, she saw a look of animal passion on Amber's pretty young face,
and she knew she wasn't finished with her yet.
"Oooh, yeah" said Mistress Amber, "that's it. More!!!" As she tugged on the
leash and forced the kneeling woman's face back between her thighs. Debbie put
her tongue out, and licked again. It tasted so good, felt so erotic to the once
shy housewife. Once she started, it was too much, and she couldn't stop. She had
never tasted anything so exciting. She tongued Amber's pussy lovingly from top
to bottom, while she leaked cream onto her loving tongue.
Amber moaned, "God, you are something. "Get on your back. I want to sit on your
face," she said.
They moved to the garage floor, and Debbie obeyed her mistress and laid down on
the cold cement floor. Amber moved over her. Debbie then grabbed her hips with
her hands and pulled her pussy tightly onto her awaiting mouth, ravenous for her
mistress. "Ooooh
yes. Do me.. Aaaah. Stick your nasty tongue way inside my dripping cunt."
She rode her aunt's face for a long time. When she got really excited, she'd
push her hips down as hard as she could, vibrating them and mashing her head
into the floor, all the while keeping her eyes locked on her slave's wide eyes.
Debbie felt engulfed in her heat, her whole lower face inside this young woman's
wet lips, her own hand was busily working her own pussy.
"Ooohh, you're doing it," she moaned. "Oooh, God, this is too much. I'm going to
come in your mouth again. Do you want it in your mouth?" Amber asked as she
continued to buck and grind her hips into Debbie's face.
"Mmmmph, Mmmm." Debbie's hand worked harder between her own legs while she
continued eating her mistress.
"Oooh. You want my cum? Oooh, yes. Oooh it's coming soon. I can't hold it much
longer" moaned Amber.
Amber groaned, " Here goes. Aaaagh, my God, oh you're good. Oh god, it's coming.
Oh I can feel it".
As Amber came, Debbie clamped her whole mouth around her niece's pussy and put
her tongue inside. Her tongue reached deep inside her, and Amber started cumming
violently.
She sucked and swallowed all of her mistress' juices. She could feel Amber's
cunt clamping up on her tongue as she gratefully drank all she had to offer.
"Oh, God, you little cum sucker. Ooooh, that was good. Come here you horny
little slut. Debbie gently tongued Amber's clit. Amber looked down at her slave,
enjoying the
sight of her face between her legs, shiny with her sexy fluids.
Amber moved a little farther. Debbie was on her back as she saw Amber's anus
being moved down past her nose to rest at her mouth. Debbie could hardly
comprehend...didn't want to comprehend what Amber wanted, by she knew that Amber
would make her do it...she was nothing but a slave...and a slave pleased her
mistress no matter what. The thought fuelled the masochistic fire now raging
within her and she found herself reaching out with her soft tongue towards
Amber, rubbing and rimming her niece's asshole. Amber moaned. "Ooohhh, that's
hot. That feels so good auntie slut. Do it some more". Debbie got really hot,
too, realizing what she was doing. This was something she had not even
contemplated before, utterly excitingly disgusting.
Amber steadied herself now, resting her ass right over her outstretched tongue.
"Okay, bitch, you little cunt slut. Lick my asshole. Mmmhhhh. Oooohhh that's so
good." They both moaned harder. Amber groaned, "You like that, don't you? You
like to eat my asshole. Your my butt slut, too, aren't you, auntie Debbie? Are
you going to get off doing this dirty thing? My asshole is so hot and horny from
your tongue. Ummmmm" She stayed over her mouth for a long time, while her aunt's
tongue worked lovingly around the rim of her asshole. "Eat my ass...eat my
ass!!!" she repeated over and over, lost in the lust of controlling her aunt so
completely.
"Wait," Amber said. "I need to get more comfortable." With that, Amber climbed
off Debbie and lay face down on one of the work benches. "OK," she said. "Now
get back there and really do a job on my butt," as she drew the degraded woman
towards her. Debbie knelt with Amber's tight little bottom right in front of her
face. At that moment, her round butt and smooth brown asshole sat right in front
of her. What was happening to her Debbie wondered before she kissed and gently
nipped at her soft cheeks, drawing soft murmurs of pleasure from her beautiful
young mistress. Finally, she placed a thumb on each side of the crack between
Amber's buttocks and spread her cheeks wide, to allow her easy access to her
delicious ass. She then buried her face into her ass and began to tongue her
asshole. Amber moaned as Debbie worked her tongue around and into her anus.
Obviously hot, Amber moved her body on the bench like a cat in heat. Her actions
got Debbie even more aroused, and she pushed her tongue in farther, slowly,
sensuously penetrating as deep as she could into her mistress' most private
parts. Amber really liked that, and she began moaning louder and rotating her
buttocks in an effort to increase the already wonderful pleasures the broken
housewife was giving her. The sound and sight of her obvious pleasure made
Debbie so hot, she continued to worship her ass for a long, long time.
When Debbie sensed that just her ass-licking was not going to get her mistress
off, she dutifully turned her over, pushed her knees up, and spread her legs
wide as she could. Spreading her lips wide with her thumbs, she began to tongue
her protruding clit, with immediate results. It almost felt like she was in
control now...tonguing her and biting her clit...each time sending shivers of
pleasure through her.
************************************************************************
Debbie and Amber took a short break after that. Amber seemed spent, and Debbie's
jaw ached from servicing her for such a long time.
Amber languorously got up and stretched in satisfaction before going to the
bathroom. As Debbie lay on the floor unfulfilled, she could hear the sound of
her urinating quite profusely from inside the house.
A moment later, she heard Amber call from the bathroom. "Auntie slut, come in
here. I need you."
Surprised, she walked into the house and across the family room to the bathroom
door. She looked in to see Amber sitting on the toilet. Amber gave her a
mock-innocent look and said, "Gee auntie slut, I don't seem to have any toilet
paper. What are we going to do about that?"
Debbie was going to correct her - there was plenty of paper on the roll next to
her. But then she realized that there was more to this, that Mistress Amber had
more plans for her "service". "I'm not sure what you mean, Mistress Amber," the
scared housewife stammered.
"I think you do know, auntie slut, my little pussy slut." Then looking very
haughty, she pointed to the floor. Taking her cue, Debbie got on her knees and
crawled slowly over to her. As she looked up at her sitting on the toilet, Amber
slowly spread her legs wide and said with a mischievous grin "I told you you'd
have to do EVERY-THING I say."
Looking between Amber's thighs, Debbie could see small droplets of piss in her
pubic area and on her pussy. "My god." she thought, "she wants me to lick her
clean!" I can't do this Debbie thought to herself.
"Well, don't just sit there, bitch. My pussy is full of pee. Lick it off."
Mistress Amber spat at her cowering aunt.
Slowly, she leaned her head forward. This was more than she could handle. Still,
she thought about the tapes and how much she loved her family. She had to do
this. Her
tongue reached out tentatively and licked at Amber's soft cunt lips, scooping up
several small droplets. The taste was not what she expected. Salty, pungent,
but not as revolting as she imagined.
She began to slowly lap at Amber's whole crotch area, searching out each bit of
her warm urine that was left there. Amber was loving it, watching her aunt serve
her in this most personal and degrading manner. She began to murmur in her lust,
saying "Oh, you are such a hot little slave, aren't you? God, you'll do anything
with that hot mouth of yours. I should have brought you in here earlier so I
could use you for my personal toilet, right in your hot mouth... oooohhhhhh,
god, so horny.."
She looked down at the broken woman. "You're going to drink my piss, auntie
slut. You are. I'm going to make you do it and you're going to love it, because
you love having your mouth between my legs for any reason, don't you? I can't
wait until I have to pee again so I can do it right in your mouth and watch you
swallow. Mmmmmm..oohhh."
By now all the urine was gone, though the taste lingered on Debbie's tongue. She
continued to lick her, though, as they had both become quite horny once again.
Mistress Amber was insatiable. She leaned back on the toilet, pushed her hips
forward and threw her head back, her eyes closed in a pose of luxury and
passion. Her pelvis
moved back and forth in a sexy rumba against Debbie's slaving tongue. With a
long groan of lust, Amber murmured, "Oh, god, what a filthy little mouth you
have." As Debbie looked up at her, she couldn't believe what her niece was
ordering her to do.
Amber's hips continued their hot dance until finally, her body tensed and she
gripped the edge of the toilet with all her might. She squealed and trembled
with indescribable ecstasy as a rushing wave of girl cum burst upon Debbie's
tongue and into her open mouth. Pressing her face as far within her wet crotch
as she could, she swallowed
surge upon surge of her womanly joy, as her mistress' orgasm hit her like a
runaway train.
Debbie couldn't catch all of her mistress' latest eruption. Small drippings of
the precious fruit of her efforts ran down her chin. Her mouth and nose were
likewise covered with a sweet film of girl juice. As Amber began to calm down,
Debbie slipped her mouth off her hot box, wiped her face, and waited, her
buttocks resting on her high heels, slender fingers knitted behind her neck,
ready to hear her next order.
They lay there for a while, catching their breath. Debbie began to think about
what a strange situation this was. Here she was, kneeling in her bathroom
licking her teenage niece's pussy clean. "At least she wants me and finds me
desirable," Debbie said to herself as she thought about her husband and his
frustrating behavior.
It wasn't long Stephanie returned. "Stephanie? Come in here, please. There's
something I'd like you to see."
Sure enough, a moment later, the door slowly opened as Stephanie entered the
room. Seeing the two women naked on the bathroom floor, she smiled. "My, my,
you've been busy little sis."
"What do you think, Stephanie? Do you want to join us?" Amber offered.
Stephanie was clearly interested in what she saw before her. Her breathing grew
deeper as she looked over her aunt's delicious naked body, then at Amber, who
had changed positions, spreading her legs lewdly to tempt her sister.
Stephanie's gaze fixed on her sisters' piercing blue eyes. Yes, she was
definitely interested.
Amber went on. "Auntie slut is quite talented, you know. She does the most
delightfully filthy things with her mouth." Amber was looking right at Debbie as
she said this, trying to maximize her embarrassment. It was working. Debbie
couldn't look her in the eye as she remained in her kneeling pose.
"Why don't you get comfortable and watch while she does me? I'm sure you'll have
to masturbate when you see what I make her do." Amber teased her big sister.
Stephanie rolled her eyes at the impertinence of this remark. Nonetheless,
immediately began to undress. Either she really was horny or she was afraid to
cross her younger sister.
As Stephanie removed her clothing, Debbie couldn't help but notice how
attractive her older niece really was. She was tall - about 5 foot 10 -
"statuesque". And very pretty and well built. Under her short summer dress was
hidden some seriously sexy underwear. She wore a white, lacy, push-up bra,
though she hardly needed the help - her breasts were full and stood out nicely
on their own. Her white hose looked so sexy on her shapely legs and were held in
place by an equally lacy and sexy garter belt. She left both hose and garter
belt on as she removed her panties, then reached up to undo her hair, allowing
her long brown tresses to cascade over her shoulders. What a transformation!
"Sit over there and watch," Amber said, "and maybe I'll let you do something
later." Amber said as she winked at her sister.
Stephanie moved to a nearby chair. Debbie noticed her niece's hand wandering
toward her own shaved pubic mound.
"Okay, auntie slut," again tugging on the leash Amber said, "Show Mistress
Stephanie how much you like to eat my sweet pussy."
Debbie flushed at this remark, but, obediently moved toward Amber and once again
began to satisfy her young mistress. Having an audience must have further
excited her, because in a matter of minutes she was in the throes of an intense
orgasm, bucking her hips wildly as she once again shot her fluids onto her
humiliated aunt's face. Not satisfied with just one orgasm, Amber commanded
Debbie to do it again. This time it took a little longer, and her jaw was rather
tired by the time she finally got her off.
Amber was silent for several minutes as her breathing returned to normal. Then
she turned to Stephanie, saying, "Okay, I think you can have her now. I'm
curious to see if she's as good for you as she has been for me. Besides I want
to watch."
Stephanie still seemed put off by her sister's attitude, but watching her
dominate her sweet little aunt must have made her horny, too, because she didn't
really hesitate at Amber's offer. Before Debbie knew it, she had crossed the
room and watched Stephanie snatch the leash from Amber, Stephanie then
unceremoniously hauled her over and told her to stand before her. Even as she
tottered on her high heels, the statuesque figure of Stephanie was taller than
she was. Stephanie grabbed her slipping her arms around her slim waist. Debbie
was drawn towards her niece, her big breasts mashed against Stephanie's muscular
body as her niece's mouth claimed her own. "Mmmmmhhhh," Debbie gasped, her
hazel eyes wide open as her niece pushed her lips open in a deep kiss.
Stephanie's tongue was exploring her mouth. Stephanie's arms held her tight as
her niece's hands devastatingly roamed over her lush body, caressing, pinching,
squeezing her. Debbie returned her kiss with equal fervor, very turned on by the
feel of her body pressed against her. Her only experiences with women had been
with her two nieces, and this one was going to be especially memorable.
Debbie felt a firm pressure on her shoulders as Stephanie pushed her down toward
her breasts. She gladly moved down and took first one and then the other into
her mouth. Holding each breast with two hands, she sucked like a baby, filling
her mouth with her soft flesh. Stephanie moaned wonderfully as her aunt worked
her tongue around her stiff, pink nipples, worshipping them with her hot mouth.
Then Debbie felt her mistress' hands on her head, pushing her down again. She
slowly dropped to her knees, working her tongue in little circles down her belly
until she was staring directly at her now very wet pussy.
Stephanie looked down at her humbled aunt intently, eyes wild, nostrils flaring,
her hair falling sensuously over her face. Debbie looked up, directly into her
eyes, and began to slowly lick at the soft, wet flesh between her legs.
Stephanie closed her eyes and groaned, her hips moving slowly back and forth as
she enjoyed the exquisite pleasure of her aunt's tongue on her private parts.
Amber was making nasty comments in the background, but Debbie really didn't hear
her. She was lost in this beautiful younger woman, serving her, pleasing her.
She found her so attractive - sexy, strong, and feminine all at once. She wanted
nothing more than to bury her face between those beautiful long legs of hers.
With her hands on her buttocks, she did just that, her tongue working to please
her mistress who controlled her by issuing instructions, tugging on the leash to
guide her to kiss and suck new areas of her young body.
Stephanie soon became too excited to stay standing. They moved into the girl's
bedroom and onto the bed, Debbie on her back, Stephanie perched above Debbie,
her pungent wetness inches from her mouth. To Debbie's surprise, her mistress
sat on her face, pushing her weight down on her lips, wiping her wetness over
her mouth. She thrust her tongue deep inside her and reached up to fondle her
gorgeous breasts. Debbie brought her to several orgasms before she gently pushed
her head away and climbed off.
"Okay, auntie slut, back to me," Amber said. "I've been waiting for this next
one for some time."
The bewildered housewife wasn't sure what she meant, Amber got up to leave the
room, the leash tightened and she rose up on legs that felt as weak as water and
followed Amber. As she did so a part of her realized that there was no longer
any need for a command, the leash controlled her and whoever held the leash
would control her. There was also the fact that she kept her hands at the back
of her neck and that she instinctively walked with that hip swinging contrived
stride. All this, and so much more, had happened in a few hours.
Debbie followed Amber into the upstairs bathroom. Her stomach dropped. Ever
since her earlier encounter there, she thought she might make her do this, but
she had hoped she would forget.
"Come here," Amber commanded. "Suck on these a while. Like you did for her."
She cupped her small perky breasts in her hands. Debbie immediately did as she
asked, hoping to distract her from her plan. She sucked each nipple hard; doing
her best to turn her on and keep her occupied.
But Amber had other ideas. After a few minutes, she pulled her breast away from
her and told her to kneel down. "Rest your head on the toilet," she said.
Seeing no choice, the shocked housewife knelt down and leaned back so her head
was resting on the edge of the open bowl.
"Yeah....very good," she said with a smirk. "This is going to be fun."
Amber moved over her crestfallen aunt, standing before the toilet like a man
about to pee. Her legs were spread slightly, one on either side of her head.
"Okay, slut, open up," she said.
Trying to prepare herself, Debbie closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide. She
felt her mistress' hands on her head and then suddenly felt a gush of hot liquid
hit the back of her mouth.
"Swallow it!" she yelled. Debbie had little choice. Her mouth was completely
full of her piss. She gulped quickly, swallowing once, then again, then a third
time. She felt the warm fluid running down her chin, then felt something cool
touch her neck. She continued to swallow, taking several more small gulps as
Mistress Amber emptied her bladder into her slaves mouth. Debbie knew this was
so sick, and she was horribly ashamed to be doing this, to be drinking piss
directly from Amber's body.
"Good bitch," she said finally. "You like drinking my pee, don't you?"
Debbie didn't respond. She was so embarrassed. She couldn't speak.
"I knew you couldn't catch all of it, so I did you a favor," she said
sarcastically. Then Debbie realized what the cool object was against her neck.
She had caught the overflow in a glass!
"Here you go, my little toilet slut. I saved the rest for you." She had a nasty
smile on her face as she offered her the half-full glass of yellow liquid.
"Oh please..." Debbie begged. This was too much. She had to admit it had been
mildly exciting to have her pee into her mouth, to experience the decadence of
the moment. But this seemed too much, too premeditated and humiliating.
"DO IT!" she said, more forcefully this time. Resigned to her fate, she put the
glass to her lips and drank the whole thing down.
"Now, you don't want to miss any, do you? Get the last drops!" She then made her
aunt lick around the rim of the glass, until even the last remnants of her urine
were gone.
"Jesus, Amber! You are sick, aren't you?" It was Stephanie. She was standing in
the doorway. Debbie wondered how long she had been there.
"Oh shut up, Stephanie! Who do you think you are, anyway? I do what I want and
it's none of your business. Now get back in there. I have another job for you."
Stephanie was obviously furious at being treated this way. Nevertheless, she
turned and went back into the bedroom. Amber followed, pulling her aunt along
by her leash.
Amber opened the nightstand by her bed. From the drawer, she pulled out a very
large dildo and a harness to hold it. It was large - at least twelve inches,
and two inches or more in diameter. Next she brought out some KY jelly. Debbie
began to worry again. She soon found that her worries were well founded.
"Put this on, Stephanie," she said. "I want to watch you fuck Aunt Debbie....I
want to watch you fuck her in the ass! I know how much you enjoy that."
Debbie started to protest. She knew there was no way she could take that thing
up her ass. It would tear her apart. But before she could say anything,
Stephanie objected.
"That's it, Amber! I've had it! I'm not going to perform for you like some cheap
porno actress. Who died and put you in charge?"
Amber responded in a snotty tone. "Oh, screw you, Stephanie. You'll do whatever
I say because you want me and you know it!"
Stephanie's response was swift and decisive. She slapped Amber hard across the
face. "You little bitch! I don't need you. You're far more trouble than you're
worth."
"What...." Amber exclaimed, her eyes wide with shock. She couldn't believe that
Stephanie was turning on her.
"Quiet!" Stephanie slapped her again, with the back of her hand, across the
other cheek. "Come here, I think it's time you learned a lesson."
With that, Stephanie grabbed Amber's arm and threw her face-down on the bed.
Then she jumped onto her back, pinning her to the mattress.
As Debbie looked at Amber, she realized an odd change had come over her. She
seemed to be almost in a daze. Her eyes were glazed, unfocused, as she listened
to Stephanie's commands. Stephanie sneered at her younger sister.
"We both know you can dish it out, Amber. Now we'll see how well you can take
it." Amber didn't respond, except to close her eyes briefly, as if she were
composing herself. Or perhaps, preparing herself for an ordeal. Now Stephanie
did strap the huge dildo onto herself.
"Get me that jelly, auntie slut," she hissed.
Debbie hurriedly got up and delivered the KY jelly to her oldest niece.
Stephanie squeezed a big glob onto her fingers. She smiled to herself. Then,
reaching down with one hand to spread Amber's buttocks, she began applying the
lubricant to Amber's asshole.
Amber was getting nervous now. "Stephanie...No..Come on now.....Stephanie?"
Stephanie smiled even wider at Amber's response and continued to work the jelly
into her asshole. She slipped one long finger inside, then another. Amber turned
red and made a face as her sister dug her fingers deeper into her bottom. She
had three fingers up her butt now, and seemed to be wiggling them around,
enjoying the embarrassment and discomfort she was creating in her spoiled brat
sister. Then she removed her fingers and, getting more jelly, she spread it over
her fake phallus. Debbie felt herself getting excited as she realized that
Stephanie intended to give Amber what had been intended for her. And she was
going to take it!
"You know where this is going, don't you Amber?" Amber said nothing, just
nodded meekly. "And you deserve it, don't you?"
Another nod. "Good," Stephanie said. "I'm glad you see things my way."
Stephanie took the head of the dildo and placed it in the crack of Amber's ass.
Debbie could see Amber's body tense and she took a deep breath. Stephanie
taunted her. "Oh, we're going to have fun now, Amber dear. Spread your cheeks."
Amber obeyed, reaching back with both hands to pull her cheeks apart. Stephanie
stared down at the small brown hole that she was about to stretch wide. As she
placed the dildo at the tender opening, Debbie wondered if Amber had ever had
anything so large inserted there. Then, using her hands on Amber's waist for
leverage, Stephanie began to slowly push her hips forward, forcing the huge head
into the tight brown hole.
Amber groaned. "Uhhhhnnghhh." Her whole body trembled as that long pole invaded
her body.
Stephanie stopped once she got the head inside. Amber tried to catch her breath
and relax. After a few seconds, Stephanie began to push again. Debbie watched,
fascinated, as that thick monster disappeared into her nieces' lovely bottom.
Amber began to grunt and groan loudly, her hands grabbing at the sheets, her
head moving back and forth. It was a highly erotic scene.
About halfway in, Stephanie stopped. "How does that feel, Amber?" she asked.
"Does my big cock feel good in that tight ass of yours?" Amber was quiet for
several seconds. For emphasis, Stephanie began to spank her bottom, making red
patches where her hand smacked the creamy white globes. Finally, Amber quietly
answered "Yes."
"Oh good," Stephanie said in a mockingly pleasant tone, "Because you're going to
get a LOT more of it before we're done."
Amber just moaned quietly and dropped her head to the pillow. Then Stephanie
began to slowly pull the cock out of her sister's ass. As Debbie watched, she
could see the ring of Amber's anus extending as it gripped the intruding device.
Stephanie pulled out almost all the way and paused again. She could see almost
the full twelve inches poised for the next move. "I just wanted to make sure I
used enough lubricant, dear. I don't want any
resistance when I do ... THIS!!!" With that last word, Stephanie moved forward
quickly with all her might, jamming the full length of the rubber cock into
Amber's rectum.
There was a shriek of surprise and pain. Amber's back arched violently, her
head snapping back, her eyes open wide in shock. Her whole body shook, spasms
running up
her spine in reaction to the feeling in her backside. She struggled to catch
her breath, quick, sharp intakes through her clenched teeth.
Stephanie held the dildo in place, savoring the sight before her, her complete
mastery over this master bitch. "Your ass is mine, Amber. I'm going to butt-fuck
you. I'm going to ream your asshole until you beg for mercy!"
Debbie expected some reaction to that from her usually sassy young niece.
Instead, as she at last got over that initial assault, she relaxed and put her
head back on the pillow. Then, to Debbie's utter surprise, Amber lewdly raised
her butt just a bit, offering up her buttocks and tender asshole to Stephanie to
do as she pleased. It was then that Debbie realized that Stephanie was the one
running things, not Amber.
Stephanie began to slowly move her tool in and out of Amber's ass while spanking
her occasionally for good measure. Reaching forward, she cupped each of Amber's
pert breasts in her hands, rolling the nipples between her fingers, pulling back
as she forced the dildo harder and faster between those shapely cheeks. Amber
was moaning louder now, apparently enjoying the abuse and the erotic feelings
from her breasts and her very full bottom. Her head was sideways on the pillow,
facing her awestruck aunt.
Her eyes were open, but Debbie didn't think Amber was even aware of her now. She
stared vacantly, lost in the submissive decadence of being anally raped by her
older sister. She seemed almost delirious, talking incoherently to herself.
"...up my ass.. up my ass... Ohhhhhhh.... God...Yes"
Needless to say, Debbie was getting really turned on watching all this. And of
course, she had had little satisfaction for herself up to this point, except
when she snuck her
hand between her own legs. Perhaps sensing this, Stephanie asked her as she
continued to drive into Amber, "Say, auntie slut, do you need some relief?"
"Well...Yes, Mistress Stephanie, but only if you wish," she said trying to avoid
angering her mistress.
"Amber, I think auntie slut needs someone to do her. Would you like to eat some
pussy, Amber?"
This woke Amber up a bit. Looking concerned, she shook her head "No."
Surprisingly, this appeared to be something new for her. "Oh come now, Amber,"
Stephanie said. "I think it's time you had a taste of another woman. Go ahead,
auntie slut. Give it to her." Debbie was too scared of Mistress Stephanie to
argue. Moving to the top of the bed, she positioned herself directly in front of
Amber. She spread her legs wide, pushing her by now very wet crotch forward.
Obviously distressed, Amber turned her head to the side to avoid having her
pussy in her face. But Stephanie would have none of that.
Grabbing Amber's blonde hair, she pulled her head up and forward, so that her
mouth was just inches from her aunt's wet spot. "I SAID DO IT!"
Defeated, Amber closed her eyes and meekly stuck her tongue out. Debbie inched
forward until her throbbing clit came into contact with that sweet, soft tongue.
An electric charge went up her spine as her young mistress began to use her
mouth on her grateful private parts.
Grabbing her hair, Debbie mashed Amber's face between her legs, rubbing herself
all over her young nieces' face. The pleasure of feeling her lick her cunt was
almost surpassed by the erotic sight of Amber's pretty face working between her
legs, her lips and cheeks coated with her fluids. Amber whimpered and moaned
into her pussy as Stephanie continued to drive that foot-long cock deep into her
bowels.
With all the build-up, it was only a minute or two before Debbie had a very
intense orgasm. As her thighs clenched hard around Amber's head, the waves of
pleasure seemed to go on forever.
When Debbie finally relaxed her grip on her young niece, she pulled away gasping
for breath.
Stephanie, of course, was enjoying her dominant role. Debbie would guess that
she had been dominating her younger sister for years. Nonetheless, ravaging
Amber's asshole was more a mental pleasure than a physical one, so eventually
Amber had to serve Stephanie, too. Forcing the bratty young girl onto her back,
Stephanie climbed onto her beautiful sister's face. For the next half-hour or
so, Amber got to experience her sister in the most personal way. Stephanie
literally sat on her face, completely immersing it in her very wet pussy,
followed by a long period between the cheeks of her ass. She took Amber's hands
and placed them on her large breasts, to tweak the nipples while her tongue and
lips worked down below.
As Debbie watched, Stephanie turned her previously cocky sister into her
personal lesbian slut. She could hear Amber's muffled moans of lust as
Stephanie pressed her full weight onto her open mouth. Amber's hands roamed all
over Stephanie's body, playing with her breasts, cupping her buttocks, gently
caressing the smooth skin of her back. It was obvious now that she was enjoying
the abuse at the hands of her older sister.
When Stephanie finally climbed off, Amber's whole face was shiny with her
secretions. Stephanie told Debbie to lick her lips clean. The confused housewife
eagerly did this and more, wiping the fluids from her cheeks to her mouth to get
a final taste of her mistress. As a final indignity, Stephanie had Debbie
masturbate in front of her and Amber. The two sisters watched intently as their
aunt played with herself, working her fingers into her pussy and, at Stephanie's
insistence, up her tender asshole, shamelessly pleasuring herself for them.
Debbie was so far gone that the constant camera flashes meant nothing to her.
By the time she exploded in orgasm, she heard Brett and the kids coming through
the front door.
"Looks like hubbies home. Now remember, you had better follow every instruction
you are given tonight, or else. So help you if you embarrass us. My whip has
missed you. All I need is a reason. Remember that tonight." Stephanie warned
her humiliated aunt.
"Just try to have fun and enjoy being a professional model. After all, you are
posing for his birthday and he will be approving every shot." Amber added in a
comforting voice.
"It shouldn't be so bad. Brett would not allow things to get too racy. Would
he?" The thoroughly exhausted housewife asked herself.
To be continued... If you have any story line ideas for future chapters, or
would like to comment on the story please e-mail me at wifefantasy@hotmail.com.
