Chapter 6

“Ok, I’ll be back on Thursday. There are meals in the fridge and the instructions are on the counter, eat the casserole first so it doesn’t go soft.” Catherine babbled as she fumbled with her suitcase, purse, car keys, phone and everything else she was trying to manage while she continued with her briefing. All she was missing was a power point slide deck and she would have set one up if she could.

‘Yes dear.” I murmured patiently, catching her suitcase as it tipped over in the hallway. She was leaving for another of her conferences, guest speaker this time but you would have thought she was a new mother leaving her child with a sitter for the first time. Actually, given how she had been acting lately that was a pretty accurate description.

It was about 2 weeks since we had finally said we loved each other, and she had been acting like a girl with her first boyfriend ever since. I won’t deny that the sex had been great, but she had become a stage 5 clinger and it was starting to get annoying. As far as I was concerned nothing had changed but she had gone from being terrified that I would leave her into trying to make up for a year’s worth of affection so quite frankly, I was looking forward to the break.

“Mom, plane!” Kate exclaimed with a sigh as she pointed to the clock on the wall.

“Look after him and keep an eye on him. He will eat nothing but shredded cheese straight from the fridge if you let him.” Catherine replied as she hugged her daughter. Kate hadn’t been around much since our threesome. She wanted to give Catherine and I time to sort out this new stage in our relationship without any awkward questions. We had talked about what happened last time she was with us. Catherine had gotten over her jealousy, accepting that Kate didn’t pose a threat to her status with me. In fact, she had asked Kate to stay over when she was gone, partially to make sure I didn’t live off of shredded cheese but also to make sure I didn’t have any of my other imaginary girlfriends over. Guess she wasn’t completely over her irrational fear of loss.

“Goodbye baby, behave yourself and when I get back I will have a surprise for you.” Catherine told me as she hugged then kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her waist, one hand sliding down to squeeze her big but still firm ass cheek. She moaned and pushed her tongue into my mouth as her fingers tangled in my hair. We kissed hard and long, grinding our hips against each other until a cough from Kate interrupted us.

“Mom, plane!” she said again, tugging us apart and pushing Catherine toward the door. I grabbed her suitcase and put it in the trunk of the uber who had been waiting patiently on the street. We waved as she drove away then headed back into the house.

“So, pizza?” I asked.

“Are you out of your mind? Do you know what she will do to me if she finds out that I let you order a pizza on the first night she was gone?” Kate replied incredulously.

I gave her my best blank innocent look. “Chinese then?”

“Sure, two egg rolls please.”

We had finished our fortune cookies after a pretty awkward dinner. Kate acted like she didn’t know if she was supposed to flirt with me or crawl under the table and start sucking me off. I took pity on her and broached the subject.

“What bed do you want to sleep in tonight?”

She actually blushed and looked away shyly, then looked back at me under lowered lashes. “Yours.”

“Alright, then we need to talk about some things such as what you like and what you don’t like.” I replied, reaching across the table and taking her hand. “What did you like that you want to do again or do more of?”

“Uhhhhh, well...” she stammered.

“Kate, it is better to do it this way than to try to figure it out in the heat of the moment. I don’t need a checklist, but I do need to have an idea of your green and red areas. I don’t want to hurt or scare you by accident.”

“Yeah, that makes sense. In the video’s I have watched it seems so easy but I guess that is pretty scripted.” She replied. “I like being tied up, and I thought it was really hot when you choked me last time. I practically came right there.”

“See, now I know. What don’t you like?”

“Well” She hesitated. “I didn’t really enjoy it when you punished me that first time. Sure I deserved it and the feeling after was great but I don’t think I am a, what’s the term, ‘pain slut’.”

“Good to know.” I said with a nod. “So, you like to be dominated but not hurt correct?”

“Yeah, right. I also like the feeling of helplessness, being restrained. It’s weird but it makes it easier to enjoy myself. I’m not trying to figure out what you want me to do or what position you want to try next. I just have to sit there and let you take control. It’s surprisingly liberating.”

“Well, you had better not just sit there or else you will get spanking. You may not like pain but don’t think that will protect you from discipline when you need it.” I replied in a gruff voice, squeezing her hand firmly.

“Yes master.” She said meekly.

“Now see, that is something I like. I never asked your mother to call me that, I was trying to build her confidence. You on the other hand, it sounds very satisfying coming from you.” I replied and she smiled up at me.

“I will call you Master, as long as you act like it, deal?”

“I don’t negotiate with my slaves.” I replied in a haughty tone.

“I am sorry Master, I presume too much.” She quietly said, shrinking meekly into her shoulders.

I nodded imperiously, crossing my arms and leaning back in my chair. “Well then, go to the bedroom and prepare yourself for me. I will join you in 20 minutes.”

“Yes master.” She replied as she slid off of her chair. I enjoyed the look of her ass swaying in the tight leggings she was wearing as she hurried out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I killed time by cleaning up the kitchen and puttering around until the designated 20 minutes had elapsed, then headed up the stairs myself. I stepped heavily on each step, letting her know I was on my way but I also took my time to draw out her anticipation. I opened the door and struggled to keep my expression neutral when I saw her kneeling there.

She was wearing Catherine’s black and red leather corset, the one Catherine wore the first time the three of us were together, along with the same black fishnet stockings and platform heels. Her long dark hair was in a loose bun on the top of her head, two strands hanging down to frame her cherubic face. She had done her makeup in a smoky sensual vamp manner and glanced up at me through long thick lashes.

Kate’s chest wasn’t anywhere near as big as her mothers, and her ass was still young and firm but the corset still managed to push her tits up and cinch her waist in to give her a gorgeous hourglass figure. A sultry smile tugged at the corner of her mouth and her fingers tensed on her thighs when she saw my gaze slide over her body. Shit, if this is what Catherine looked like 20 years ago I just lost any remaining respect for her ex who managed to screw it up.

“Do I please you, master?” she murmured, arching her back to push her chest out as she looked up at me.

“No.” I said.

She froze, the smoky sultry smoulder melting from her face as a look of confusion and concern replaced it. She glanced down at herself, wondering what she had missed then back up at me, her mouth slightly open as she struggled to find what to say.

“Kate, I don’t want Catherine, I want you.” And I held out my hand. She reached out and took it and I gently pulled her to her feet. “You look incredible, as good as your mother ever did in that outfit, but you are not her. I don’t want you to try to be her, I want to find out who you are, and I can’t do that unless you show me.”

Kate looked up at me, even in the platform heels I was a bit taller than her. She held her breath for a moment then pushed herself up on her toes, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. It wasn’t a slow sensual kiss, or a powerful passionate one, but a gentle kiss of affection and gratitude.

“Mom’s right, you are perfect.” She murmured, then pushed me back toward the door and out of the bedroom. “Give me 10 more minutes.”

I don’t know if you realize it, but 10 minutes is the worst amount of time to have to wait for something. It is too short to really do anything, but too long to just stand there awkwardly. I stood there for a minute, listening to the sound of Kate’s frantic scrambling behind the door imagining what she was doing. Then I walked to the bar and poured myself a quick drink before heading back. I paused, hand on the knob then pushed the door open.

Kate was standing beside the bed, one hand on her cocked hip the other on her thigh. Her hair was down, hanging loosely behind her back. This time she was wearing a sheer white teddy with a high neck that left her shoulders bare. Her firm young tits pressed against the gossamer material in a way that Catherine’s more mature ones never could. The crotch of the outfit dove sharply between her legs highlighting her narrow hips and waist. The lace tops of white thigh high stockings drew the eye down her short but muscular legs to the white ankle strap heels she had on. She still had the dark smoky makeup which was a strong contrast to the innocent virginal white of the outfit. It made it look like she was a bad girl trying to be good which was actually a bit of a turn on. She didn’t have the sultry confidence that she had before, instead she was almost shy and nervous as she looked at me then glanced away.

“Very nice.” I murmured and she smiled shyly, twisting her shoulders slightly like a teenager getting a compliment from a teacher she had a crush on.

“Thank you.” She said quietly.

I walked over and traced my finger along her bare shoulder to her jaw then down her side savoring the feel of the young firm body underneath the sheer tight-fitting material. She gasped and shuddered and I saw goosebumps rise on her arms. I followed the seam of her teddy over her hip and down until my finger nudged between her legs. I rubbed it there for a moment, then slowly followed the edge of her lingerie up the other side of her body.

“Ooohhhhhhh” she moaned softly as my hand gently slid up over her hip and waist then along the edge of her breast up to where the collar of the outfit fastened tightly around her neck. I ran my finger up under her chin to trace the line of her dark red lips. Her mouth opened slightly and I nudged my finger inside. She fastened her lips around it and gently sucked, her tongue working its way around my fingertip. Her eyes locked on mine while she nursed on my finger.

“This is the Kate I wanted, I am very pleased.” I said firmly with a nod of assurance. She closed her eyes and moaned around my finger in her mouth. Just like I thought, Catherine craved discipline but Kate craved validation. She may not be into pain but give her a compliment and she will follow you like a puppy.

With my other hand I gently fondled one of her tits, squeezing the firm mound and working the nipple into hardness. She moaned again, her knees collapsing slightly in response to my firm but gentle groping. I pulled my finger out of her mouth then wrapped my hand around her throat. Her eyes opened and she looked at me almost pleadingly as my fingers tensed on her neck.

“Yeeessssssss” she moaned while I squeezed her throat and tit.

“Shhhhhhhh” I hushed. “I am satisfied with you so far, don’t ruin it by talking out of turn. I will tell you what you can do with your mouth, do you understand?” She whimpered and nodded in response.

I continued to grope and fondle her while maintain a firm grip on her neck. My free hand slid around her back and down to where the thong of her lingerie disappeared into the crack of her ass. She gasped when I gave it a gentle tug, pulling the elastic material up into her crotch then moaned again when I grabbed her ass and squeezed it hard. Her body squirmed in my grip, her hips and shoulders writhing gently beneath where I held her neck in an unyielding grip.

“Ooohhhhh pleeeaasssssseeee” she whimpered when my fingers probed between her legs. She opened her thighs as best she could and tried to grind her crotch against my questing hand. I squeezed her neck tightly and she gave a small whine of frustration but stopped her movements.

“It looks like I will have to restrain you if I want to enjoy you properly. What have you provided for me to use on you?” I whispered in her ear.

“Uhhhhhhh” she stammered, and I felt her stiffen in my grip. I knew full well that there were no restraints or other toys laid out, she had been too busy with her outfit to think about those details. If Kate wanted praise, she needed to start from the bottom and work her way up and this was as good an opportunity as any.

I let go of her neck and stepped back pulling my hand from between her legs. I didn’t push her away like I was angry, instead I just looked at her with an expression of resigned disappointment. “I thought that you wanted to do this, that you wanted me to dominate you?”

“I do, I do.” She pleaded, looking around frantically trying to remember where her mother kept our gear.

I sighed, “It doesn’t look like it. It looks like you want just plain vanilla sex, which is alright. If that is all that you want from me just tell me.”

“No, please.” She whined, not sure if she should start opening drawers or wait for me to tell her. “I want what I said earlier. I want you to restrain me, to dominate me, make me your slave. I just, just...”

“You were so focused on making yourself look good that you didn’t think at all about what you were actually getting ready for. Is that what I can expect because if it is I need to re-think my part here.” I told her, not in an angry voice but in a slightly frustrated tone like a parent who was tired of constantly fixing their child’s mistakes.

“No, please, that’s not, I didn’t mean...” she babbled desperately, her eyes wide and lip trembling.

Alright, she was off balance enough for me to start bringing her back up. I pointed to the bottom right-hand drawer of the dresser. “There is gear in there. I’m going to get another drink, have this sorted out when I get back, alright?”

“Yes, yes, I promise.” She blurted and started toward the dresser.

“Stop!” I barked, freezing her in place. She stared at me in confusion, what had she screwed up now.

I sighed. “Wait until I am gone, I don’t want to ruin this gorgeous image I have of you by watching you fumble around like a dog digging for a bone.” There, a compliment hidden in a rebuke, she could take it as she wanted.

She shuffled her feet, heels sliding over the thick carpet. Soon she was standing still, legs together hands clasped in front of her thighs, chin down with her long dark hair hanging down to frame and partially conceal her face. “Yes master.” She said softly.

I reached out and slid my hand up her arm. “I like this, this look, this pose.” I said appreciatively. “We will call it ‘submissive attention’. You will adopt it whenever you are waiting for guidance from me understood?”

“Yes master.” She replied, a little louder this time.

“Good job, now when I get back I expect you to be ready.” I turned to leave but saw out of the corner of my eye a small smile tug at her lips in response to the praise. Yep, read that right.

After my second whisky of the evening I entered the bedroom again and found Kate standing at ‘submissive attention’ waiting for me. Her eyes were down on the floor but I saw her chest rise and fall as she took deep calming breaths.

“What have you found for us?” I asked.

She gestured to the bed where an array of items lay. “I didn’t know what you wanted to use so I left them out for you inspection master.” She said with a hint of confidence in her voice.

I noticed that she had the usual cuffs, we only had black ones in here, and a selection of gags. There was the ball gag she had worn last time, as well as a ring gag and a thick strip of latex with a knot in the middle. There was also a thick leather collar and short leash.

“Good choices.” I told her. “Put the cuffs on your wrists and ankles, then fasten the collar around your neck.

She moved to obey, glancing at me through a screen of hair as she fastened the leather cuffs then lifted her chin almost proudly to buckle the thick leather collar around her neck. She resumed her position of submissive attention, but I saw her glancing up at me occasionally, her confidence slightly returned.

“That’s a good girl, just like I asked for.” I told her, cupping her cheek. She sighed and pressed her cheek into my hand, turning slightly so she could kiss my palm.

“Thank you master, I am sorry about before.”

I took the short leash in my hand, tugging her up so she rose on her toes. The thick collar lifted her chin and I looked down at those big dark eyes. “Mistakes are how we learn, now perhaps you can think of a way to make up for it?”

She gave me that smoky seductive look that I remembered from earlier then I felt the links of the leash slide through my fingers as slid down to her knees. She ran her fingernails along my chest to hook into the waistband of my jeans. She looked up at me with wide, hungry eyes as she ran her tongue over her dark red lips. “Please master, may this slave suck your magnificent cock?”

“Of course, that is why you have a mouth.” I said offhand, casually glancing around the bedroom like I was looking for my phone.

She unzipped my fly and carefully pulled out my already semi-erect cock, her small soft hands gently stroking it to stiffness. She let out a soft moan as she kissed the tip, her lips opening to slide over the head while her tongue traced slow circles around the piss hole. I saw her eyes close behind dark lashes as she arched her back, her hard nipples pressing against my thighs when she slid her face down my cock.

“Mmmmmmmmm” she moaned.

God, that was the most sensual sound I have ever heard, and I have been fucking her mother for over a year. Just watching this twenty something smoke show of a woman savor the feeling of worshiping my cock sent a shudder through my body. She must have sensed something because her eyes opened, and she looked up at me. She took a deep breath through her nose, her chest rising to rub her almost bare tits along my leg then she twisted her head bobbing it back and forth on my cock in a long slow figure eight. One hand gripped the base of my shaft, twisting gently in time with her head while the other came up to cup my ass. I felt her nails dig into my ass cheek through the material of my pants as she pushed her face as far down on my cock as she could manage.

I gently pulled on the leash with one hand while coiling the fingers of my other hand in her silky thick hair. I gripped just tightly enough for her to feel the tug in her scalp while the thick leather collar dug into her neck.

“Nnngggghhhhhh” she groaned as a shiver ran through her shoulders. She sucked hard on the cock that filled her mouth, her tongue sliding up and down along the veiny bottom. Her hand slipped off of the base of my shaft and slid up, under my shirt to gently scratch at my stomach. She pulled back, tugging against the leash in my grip until her dark red lips were kissing the tip. She held there, gently rocking her head back and forth leaving a red smear of lipstick on the head of my cock, then in response to a firm pull on the leash ran her mouth down one side of my shaft. She kissed where my prick joined my pelvis, then ducked down to flick her tongue through my fly questing for my balls.

I loosened my grip and she took the hint. She began sucking my cock like a woman possessed, twisting her mouth around the shaft while taking it as deeply into her throat as she could. Her tongue slid around the head then flicked over the piss hole making me flinch at the unexpected feeling. I looked down at her, the long dark hair contrasting with the gleaming white of her stockings and heels. The tanned magnificence of her firm smooth ass causing the white thong of her bodysuit to gleam like a river of ice between two hills.

She pulled back and looked up at me, her lips gently kissing the tip of my now glistening shaft. “I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you.” She murmured.

“That sounded like an order.” I grunted, struggling to maintain any semblance of control over this vixen.

“Please.” She whimpered, then slid her lips over the head and took my cock into her warm moist mouth again. “Please” she mumbled around the shaft that filled her hot mouth.

I grabbed her by the hair, holding her steady as I fucked her face. I wasn’t rough or brutal, I still had plans for her tonight and I didn’t want to mess her up but I did remind her exactly who was in charge here. She acknowledged my dominance, dropping her hands and tilting her head up to accommodate the thrusting of my cock.

“Nnggghh, ullkkk, mmmmpphhhh” she grunted but she stayed still, patiently waiting for me to give her what she had begged to receive. She didn’t have to wait long.

“Hhnngghhhhh” I gasped as my balls tensed and I blew my load into her mouth. I felt her lips latch tightly around the shaft of my prick while her tongue and throat struggled to swallow the hot thick cum that sprayed out of my cock. I held her in place for a few moments, shuddering through the last spurts of my orgasm then I relaxed my grip on her hair. She sank down, pushing her face underneath my crotch so she could lick any last drops of cum that she might have missed. I struggled to keep my legs from collapsing as her lips and tongue played over my now super sensitive prick.

“Mmmmmmmm, you taste incredible.” She said, looking up at me and running her tongue over her lips.

I took hold of her leash and pulled her to her feet, turning her around and pulling her hands behind her back. She gave a small shudder when she heard the cuffs snap together and her fingers reached down to tease at my still stiff cock.

“Oh no girl, not yet. I need a few minutes to recover from what you did there.” I murmured and she gave a small giggle.

“Did I do good master?” she asked in a high-pitched juvenile voice, looking back over her shoulder with innocent wide eyes.

“Yes, yes you did very good.” I responded, pulling her hair aside and kissing her on the back of the neck. “I can’t remember the last time someone sucked my cock that well.”

“Even better than mommy?”

I don’t know what possessed her to say that but it did something. Hearing her refer to Catherine as ‘Mommy’ triggered a whole new kink that I would have to remember to explore.

“Well, let’s not tell her that alright?” I told her, reaching up to cup her chin as I nibbled on her ear.

She sighed and wiggled her ass against my crotch. “What are we doing now, master?”

I stepped back and undid my belt, pulling it free from the loops with a hiss of leather. I saw her tense when she heard it. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to spank you but I do want to try to test some of your limits.”

I looped the belt around her arms, just above her elbows then began to tighten it, pulling her shoulders back as her upper arms inched together. She gasped then grunted so I stopped.

“Let me know if it is too uncomfortable or begins to hurt.” I told her and she nodded. I cinched it tighter and she grunted again. Her elbows were almost touching but I didn’t want to push things too far so I cinched it off then turned her around. She was biting her lip but nodded when she saw my concerned look.

“It’s uncomfortable but I can handle it.” She said.

I ran my finger over her chin and down her chest to where her tits were now pushed forward to an obscene amount. I cupped her tits and slid my thumbs over her nipples, savoring the feeling of the sensitive nubs stiffening through the sheer material of her lingerie. She moaned, pushing her chest even further forward into my hands. I fondled her tits, squeezing and groping the firm fleshy mounds while she squirmed and writhed in my grip as she whimpered softly.

I ran my hand down her stomach and between her legs. She gasped when my knuckles slid over her pussy which was already damp. I gently rubbed my fingers in a small circle through her crotch while I tugged her tits free and leaned down to take one in my mouth.