Mommy Is a Slave
Copyright© 2026 by Daphne Parish
Chapter 8: Window Dressing
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8: Window Dressing - After a failed marriage and boring online dating sites, Gail decided to try something different. She was looking for a new lease on life. What she found a new leash...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Slavery BiSexual Heterosexual Sharing Mother BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Gang Bang Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Food Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Voyeurism BBW Public Sex Size
“Hey stranger, where have you been? I tried to call,” Rick said, answering the phone. Of course he never tried to call, but Cat wouldn’t know that.
“My phone’s been out of battery. I’m at a friend’s house and I just found a charger. I’m alone if you wanna play?” Cat replied with a slight “growl”.
“Oh? Your friend got a pussy?” Rick asked inquisitively.
“Ha! Actually she does but she’s too old for you, tiger!” Cat replied. “She’s not here right now so if you could maybe help a girl out a little, I’ve got a nice big vibrating dick in my hands and I don’t have a clue what to do with it?”
“Oh really? Where’s your cuckleberry boyfriend? He out getting some strange?” Rick answered sarcastically.
“Fuck him,” Cat snapped. “You were right. He is a pussy. I need a real man to fuck my brains out,” Cat replied. “So, are you gonna help a girl out in her time of need or should I make my way over to your place? All I need is an address. I’ve got a full tank of gas and time to kill.”
“Shut up and shove that fake dick down your throat until I hear you gagging and having trouble breathing, cunt!” Rick demanded.
He could hear her set the phone down and spit on the dildo. She stuffed her mouth with the 2” thick dick and attempted to throat herself. She gagged and coughed, then she took it out of her mouth and picked up the phone.
“Ok, Daddy,” Cat said, breathing heavy. “I’m working on it. Can you hear you’re little slut getting throated by this big hard dick?”
“Put me on speaker so you can hear me slut. You do exactly what I say, you got it?” Rick demanded.
“Yes Daddy. Can you hear me? Give me a task if you can hear me!”
Rick took his phone back to the room where Gail was tied up. She was still sound asleep with the fuck machine dildo stuffed in her ass. He casually walked over and flicked her pierced cunt. She instantly woke up and attempted to scream but the ball gag was still in her mouth behind her teeth.
“Take that dildo and walk over to any window facing the street and open the curtains or blinds.” Rick said as he walked around the bed gazing at Gail’s naked body.
“Wait, I’m naked. You know that, right? There’s a cha–”
“I don’t give a fuck, you don’t live there, right?” he snapped back.
“Well, no but...” she stopped short of finishing.
“So go stand in the window and rub that dick between your juicy big pierced tits. Do it now.”
“Yes, I will Daddy. I’m walking over and now I’m pulling back the curtains. I don’t see anybody, wait. Fuck. There’s a guy walking his dog and he’s checking out everyone’s houses while he walks up the street. He’s two houses away,” Cat said nervously.
“Good. If he doesn’t see you, I’m gonna make you go outside naked and wave him down. You better give him a good show, you nasty little cunt,” Rick said viciously.
Cat was caught and she knew it. She stood in the window, naked as the day she was born. She watched the man looking at each house as he walked his dog. He stopped just short of the house and stared intently at the driveway and then looked at the window where she stood. She broke into jumping jacks as she stood in the window. The man smiled and watched her as he took out his phone and recorded her. She stopped.
“Why did you stop Cat?” Rick asked as he listened to her on his phone.
“He’s watching me.” Cat was frozen in time as the man stared directly at her waiting.
“Keep going cunt. Nobody told you to stop. It sounded like you were doing jumping jacks, is that right?”
“Yes sir. I was, but he was using his phone...” her voice trailed off.
“Continue with your exercise, Cat. Let the nice man see your titties bouncing in the window, Cat. You know you want him to see you, don’t you Cat? Tell me I’m wrong, Cat.” Rick sounded like a calm psychiatrist, sitting in his office with Cat lying on his couch divulging her deepest, darkest secrets.
Cat reluctantly began jumping again, hesitantly at first. Then, something changed and she began jumping wildly and smiling at the stranger as she bounced in the window. He kept his eyes and his phone on her the entire time. Traffic was buzzing by behind him, but he never moved. His dog stood panting and pulling against his owner’s hand as he jerked the dog back as an involuntary reflex. As long as she was in that window naked he wasn’t going anywhere.
“Is he still there,” Rick asked rhetorically.
“Yes sir,” Cat replied as she continued her assignment.
“Stop jumping now. Put that dildo up your pussy and stand perfectly still and look him directly in the eyes. Then, count to twenty out loud and pull the dildo out and lick it while he’s watching. Then toss it on the floor and stand with feet apart. Finger your cunt with your left hand. You with me so far Cat?”
“Yes sir.” She shoved the dildo into her pussy and counted out loud for Rick. Then she took it out and licked it, her eyes locked on the man outside. She took her left hand and stuck three fingers inside herself.
“Ok Daddy. He’s still watching. What next?
“You got your feet apart and you’re watching him?” Rick asked.
“Yes Daddy. Feet apart, eyes locked, fingering ... finger ... lingering,” she stammered. Her eyes closed and her head went back. “Fuck this is so good Daddy. I’ve got three fingers crammed inside me. I wish this was you I was looking at right now.”
“Yes. You love showing off your body. I know that. Now, suck two fingers on your right hand. Are you still looking at him?” Rick already knew she wasn’t. He could tell by her irregular breathing that her focus was on being seen, but secretly. This meant she was tricking herself into thinking someone might be watching rather than seeing someone watch her.
“Yes sir,” Cat’s eyes popped open immediately. “Um, he’s rubbing his crotch and smiling at me. Should I smile back at him?” Cat asked.
“Lick your lips really slow. Then, yeah, you can smile at him. Do not take your eyes off of him!”