Chapter 2: Mommy Pounds Her Daughter-Slaves

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

Lana Servant

I straddled my daughter’s head, the dildo gag she wore, the sex toy thrusting out from her mouth, was buried in my pussy. She had been such a good daughter, submitting to her mother’s depraved wishes. It was an amazing thing. I buzzed from the orgasm that had just washed through me, my big tits swaying from side to side.

And just as I hit the peak of my orgasm, my youngest daughter Betsy came home. She stared in shock at the sight of me enjoying her submissive sister. It was a proper thing for a parent to discipline and dominate their daughters.

It was the divine revelation that the Goddess had given me at the supermarket.

It was a wonderful thing.

Betsy gasped in pain, her hands gripping her head. She swayed there, nearly falling to her knees. Her sandy-blonde, braided pigtail swayed about her face as she whimpered through the pain of divine revelation. I understood.

It hurt to be exposed to a new paradigm of viewing the world. I had once thought that incest was wrong. I never would have dominated my oldest daughter. I never would have spanked Cally or shoved a dildo gag in her mouth. I had so much fun riding it.

I stood, sliding my pussy off that thick dildo. I shuddered at how great it felt. My big boobs jiggled, cupped by the leather corset I wore. Black and polished. I wore matching, thigh-high boots and nothing else. My blonde hair swayed around my face.

“What?” Betsy gasped, panting. My fourteen-year-old daughter blinked. “What was that? I ... I...” Her green eyes widened. She had a touch of her father, my dead husband, in her face. Just a touch. She was a cute thing, though.

It was a shame my husband was not here to be in charge of the family and enjoy his daughters. A mother should dominate her daughters at her husband’s orders, but there was no man of the house. So I had to make do and step up.

“Strip,” I ordered, my voice hard. “Now!”

Betsy gasped out, “Yes, Mom!”

I smiled as she pulled off the t-shirt she wore, exposing the pink bra she wore trimmed in lace. She reached behind her and undid it. Then she dropped that to the floor. She had such small and cute boobs. Little A-cups that were so cute. I loved that. She was adorable.

She unsnapped her jeans and shoved those off while kicking off her shoes at the same time. She stumbled in her haste, nearly falling down. I just smiled as I witnessed her eagerness to obey. Betsy had never been this obedient. Neither of my daughters had, but the Goddess...

Just seeing her in the supermarket collared and leashed by her own mother was a stunning sight. And being transformed by her. The pain of revelation still made me quiver. I was so lucky to be chosen by such a divine and radiant being as her was wonderful.

Betsy gasped and stopped herself from falling a second time. Then she managed to get her jeans off, her shoes lost with them. She hopped on one foot to peel off her first frilly sock. Then her other, her pigtails dancing and those cute tits swaying.

My pussy clenched, burning with incestuous need.

Finally, she shoved off her panties. She rolled off those pink delights and her trimmed, blonde bush. The hue of her pubic hair neared brown. Juices gleamed to them. She was getting wet. Good. I knew my curls dripped with my cream. I shuddered as she finally straightened.

“There, Mommy!” she gasped as she stood naked. “What next?” She had such pep to her.

Fall to your knees and worship my pussy,” I commanded, snapping at the ground at my feet. “I want to cum on your mouth, you little slut!”

“Yes, Mommy!” She darted forward, her pigtails streaming behind her. She dropped to her knees before me, her green eyes shining.

She buried her face into my bush and found the lips of the pussy that had birthed her. I gasped as my daughter licked and lapped at my cunt. She lapped at me with hunger. I groaned, my face twisting in delight. I arched my back as I loved her submissive tongue.

I gripped her braided pigtails, holding them and pulling hard. I pressed her face tighter against my pussy. I shuddered as her tongue danced around in my cunt. She swirled about in me, making me feel amazing. I groaned with the taboo delight of my submissive daughter’s feasting.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “You’re just a little slut for Mommy’s pussy?”

“I am, Mommy!” she moaned into my pussy, her voice muffled by my furred muff.

She thrust her tongue into my cunt and swirled around in me. I groaned, clenching my snatch down around my daughter’s dancing tongue. I groaned, my face twisting in delight. My entire body trembled, my big boobs jiggling in my corset.

I groaned as she swirled about in me. She teased me with that wondrous passion. She had such an amazing tongue that fluttered around in the hole that birthed her. I groaned as the pleasure swept through me with her every lick of her tongue.

“Yes, yes,” I moaned. “Mmm, that’s where you came from! You grew in Mommy’s womb and emerged from Mommy’s pussy. Now you’re eating Mommy out!”

“It’s so yummy, Mommy!” she moaned, her tongue plunging back into my cunt.

“Cally,” I moaned, glancing back at my oldest daughter lying on her back, the shiny dildo thrusting up from her mouth. “Fuck Mommy in the ass! Use that dildo to pound me.”

She moaned, unable to speak with the gag in her mouth. She rose onto her knees, her round boobs jiggling. She had blue eyes like me, her blonde hair spilling around her face. She moved towards me on her knees, her eyes focused on my rump.

This was so hot. As Betsy licked and lapped at my cunt, her sister pressed the tip of the pussy-soaked dildo into my butt-crack. Cally moved it down stiffly. She had to do this all with her neck. Her hands grabbed my hips as she found my anal ring and drilled her dildo against it.

I groaned at the feel of her doing that. My anal ring widened and widened as she thrust the shaft against it. She moaned, her voice muffled by her dildo gag. The tip of the toy stretched and stretched open my asshole. I shuddered, Betsy lapping at my pussy.

“Cally! Betsy!” I moaned, my body burning with delight. “That’s it. Fuck Mommy’s asshole and eat her yummy cunt!”

“So yummy,” Betsy groaned. “I had no idea! You taste so good, Mommy!”

I shuddered as her tongue licked and lapped at my cunt. It was outstanding to feel her doing that. At the same time, Cally pushed harder with her dildo gag. The sex toy stretched open my asshole. She popped the toy into my bowels.

I groaned at the burning heat. The toy sank into my anal sheath. I groaned, my body trembling. My big boobs jiggled in the corset, my nipples so hard. I gripped Betsy’s pigtails, pulling on them as Cally’s dildo sank deeper into my bowels.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned as I felt her face pushing into my butt-crack. Her face sank between my asscheeks as the dildo reached so deep into me. “Please your Mommy!”

“It’s so much fun to do!” squealed Betsy. Her tongue fluttered up and down my pussy lips, her tongue rushing my clit.

Cally just moaned and drew back her head.

The dildo slid out of my asshole. My bowels clenched down on the stimulating toy. The heat melted down to my pussy being licked by my other daughter. I groaned as the two girls pleasured me. Cally thrust the thick shaft back into my asshole.

I trembled, loving the two delights. My asshole gripped the dildo while my pussy clenched about my daughter’s probing tongue. Betsy swirled around in me then licked at my pussy lips again. She caressed my labia and brushed my clit again.

“Fuck!” I gasped as the pleasure burst from that moment of contact. I groaned, savoring that wonderful delight. My big boobs jiggled. “Ooh, Mommy likes that!”

“When I lick your clit?” Betsy moaned. She lapped at my bud again. “When I do that?”

“Yes!” I groaned, my bowels clenching down on Cally’s dildo.

My oldest daughter fucked my asshole by thrusting her head forward over and over again. It was a slow rhythm, but it felt so wonderful in my asshole. I savored her stretching me out. I shuddered, my big boobs jiggling in my corset as my asshole melted around her toy.

Betsy licked at my clit. My body bucked from those naughty sparks. My asshole clenched down on the dildo, increasing the pleasure I took from it. I loved this so much. I felt so stimulated. It was a wonderful delight.

I trembled, my heart pounding. I would have a huge orgasm. Just a big burst of pleasure. I was so eager for that. My daughters pleasured me. It was so right to experience. I loved every second of Cally fucking my asshole.

“Yes, yes, yes, girls!” I moaned. “You’re pleasing your Mommy! You’re being such good daughter-slaves!”

“Yay!” Betsy squealed and suckled hard on my clit.

I gasped as she did that, my asshole clamping down on Cally’s dildo. She pumped that in and out of my asshole with such force now, pressing her face over and over into my butt-crack to please me. The heat soaked my cunt, feeding my growing orgasm.

Betsy suckled at my clit. She nursed on me with such passion. The pleasure swelled in me. I groaned, my body trembling from the pleasure that my daughters gave me. Betsy’s lips nibbled on my bud. I groaned, my bowels clenching down on Cally’s dildo pumping in and out of my backdoor.

“I ... I...” I trembled. “Mommy’s going to cum!”

Betsy suckled hard on my clit. Cally buried her dildo to the hilt in my bowels.

“Yes!” I howled and exploded.

My pussy convulsed, juices gushing out to bathe Betsy’s mouth. She gasped in surprise before licking up the flood of cunt cream. I groaned, my asshole writhing around Cally’s dildo. My butt-cheeks squeezed down around her face as I trembled through this wonderful orgasm.

“Oh, my god!” I moaned, the waves of delight washing out of my cunt and drowning my mind. “You girls! You naughty girls are so amazing. Yes, yes, that’s so good. I love it. I love it so much!”

My body trembled through the rapture. Stars danced before my eyes. Betsy lapped up the pussy cream flooding out of my cunt. I gripped her braided pigtails, holding on tight as the pleasure rushed through me. It was an incredible delight.

I shuddered, my asshole rippling around the dildo for a few more moments. I groaned, savoring this moment. I felt so good. I was a dominating mommy. A big smile spread on my lips as my orgasm died down to buzzing bliss.

I had to do such naughty things to them. And then ... I had to call my brother. We needed a man in the house. But would he come?

Betsy Servant

“Now,” Mommy said as I lapped at her pussy. The flood of her spicy cunt cream was over, but I still enjoyed being nestled in her thick bush and rubbing my lips against her twat. “You have been a brat.”

I shuddered. “I have, Mommy.”

I had been a brat ever since Dad died. I just ... it hurt. It sucked. He was supposed to be there. I was supposed to be his daddy’s girl, and he was gone. It made me so angry sometimes. And Mommy wanted me to act like it was all back to normal. I hated it.

“Bend over the table,” she said, her hands still gripping my pigtails. “I’m going to spank that naughty ass of yours so hard!”

The old me would have thrown a fit, but I now understood my place. I didn’t have Daddy to dominate me, but I did still have my mommy. I should be grateful for that. A good daughter obeyed her parents in all things.

“Yes, Mommy,” I groaned. I didn’t want to be spanked, but I had to listen to my mommy. I had to obey her. I shuddered and rose to my feet, her pussy cream spilling down my chin.

She let go of my pigtails as I darted around her. I noticed that Cally had her face buried in between Mommy’s butt-cheeks. My older sister drew back her head, a gag with a dildo thrusting from it covering her mouth. That was kinky.

I reached the table. There were some open bags here, plastic and cardboard in a sort of neat pile. Mom had been opening sex toys. I shuddered at the sight of the strap-on dildo. It still looked wet. She had fucked my big sister with it.

I bent over the table, pressing my small tits into the cool surface of the table. I shuddered at the kiss of my nipples on the polished wood. My cunt clenched. Pussy cream spilled hot down my thighs as Mommy approached.

I watched her over my shoulder. She had big boobs that were lifted up by the leather corset she wore. But they weren’t covered up by her corset. Her tits were on display for all the world to see. Her nipples hard and thrusting out at me.

She had this look on her face. This dominating lust. My butt-cheeks clenched.

“Yes, you know you’ve been a naughty brat,” she said and reached the table. She reached into one of the bags and pulled out a leather strap. It was thick and maybe two inches wide but seven or so inches long. I gasped as she smacked it into her palm. “You won’t ever be a brat again, right?”

“No, Mommy,” I gasped, my already wet and itchy pussy growing hotter.

I was excited to be spanked by Mommy.

Eating her spicy and furred muff out had been so exciting. I had really enjoyed licking and lapping at her cunt. She had been so yummy. That had turned me on, but now I could feel a bead of my juices running down my thigh, having soaked through my trimmed bush.

“I’m sorry for being a brat, Mommy,” I moaned. “Please, please, spank me!”

“Oh, you are an adorable thing,” Mommy purred. “Just so cute when you want to be. Mmm, and you’re going to be cute and adorable for Mommy from now on, right?”

CRACK!

“YES!” I howled as the pain exploded across my rump. My butt-cheeks clenched as the stinging heat melted to my cunt. “Yes, yes, yes, Mommy!”

I had never been spanked like that. Daddy had a few times, but this was something more intense. The heat blazed down to my pussy. My cunt drank it in as I squirmed naked on the table. I licked my lips soaked in Mommy’s pussy juices, the incestuous flavor reassuring.

“I’ll be a good—”

CRACK!

“—girl!”

I bucked at the heat blazing across my rump. Tears sprang in my eyes. That leather strap hurt in such a good way. I liked this. My pussy clenched, more juices running down my thighs. I whimpered as I squirmed here.

CRACK!

I moaned, my back arching. The tears spilled down my cheeks, hot as my ass. I rubbed my nipples into the table, the stimulation shooting delight through me. It was incredible to experience this pleasure surging through me.

“Mommy!”

CRACK!

“Oh, Mommy, yes, yes, I’ll be your cute and adorable daughter-slave!”

CRACK!

“Yes, you will,” she cooed, my ass burning. “And if you won’t...”

CRACK!

“I will, Mommy!” I squealed, my tears spilling down my cheeks. I trembled here, my cunt clenching. The heat swept through me. It was an incredible delight. My cunt burned hot. “Oh, I will, Mommy!”

CRACK!

I loved that strap slapping down on my on butt-cheeks.

CRACK!

It hurt in such a delectable way.

CRACK!

My pussy clenched, the heat building in me.

CRACK!

I had never felt this naughty. I wanted to rub my cunt.

CRACK!

To masturbate my juicy pussy lips.

CRACK!

“Mommy!” I whimpered, my head tossing. “Oh, Mommy, yes, yes! I’m your good little girl now! I’m your slutty daughter! Your daughter-slave!”

CRACK!

“Yes, you are,” she purred.

CRACK!

“Why, I can do anything I want to you, can’t I?”

CRACK!

“Yes!” I howled, my burning asscheeks clenching as I bucked on the table. “Anything, Mommy! That’s what good daughters do. They submit to their parents! To their sexy mommies! I’m submitting. Anything you want me to do, Mommy, I’ll do it!”

I tensed for the next painful spank, my ass burning so hot. My pussy ached for it. Craved the agony blazing across my rump. It was so exciting to be spanked by my mother. Such a naughty and wicked thing to enjoy. Something only a daughter-slave could enjoy.

My pussy juices dripped down my thighs.

But instead of spanking me, Mommy tossed the leather strap beside me and grabbed the dildo attached to the harness. My virgin pussy clenched. My fourteen-year-old body quivered with excitement. This was so amazing. I was so ready for this. So eager to be fucked by her.

I heard the vinyl sliding up her thighs. I glanced back to see her big boobs swaying. She was bent over, working that sex toy farther and farther up her thighs. I loved how hard nipples were. Her blonde hair waved about her face. She pulled it higher, the fleshy shaft bobbing before her.

Then she had it seated around her waist, the straps clinging to her curvy body. The fake-dick thrust out before her. I quivered, my pussy aching. She would fuck me and take my virginity. It was only right that my mommy get it.

If Daddy were alive...

Mommy pressed the dildo through my trimmed curls and against my virgin folds. I gasped at the feel of the rubbery cock nuzzling at my snatch. I shuddered on the table, my burning ass clenching. She rubbed the tip up and down my slit, brushing my clit.

“Does Mommy own this pussy?” she cooed.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “You do, Mommy! My virgin pussy! Take my cherry!”

“Mmm, such a good girl,” Mommy purred and thrust.

I shuddered, my body bucking on the table as the end of her dildo pushed and pushed against my cherry. My membrane stretched and stretched. I groaned at that. This heat swelled in me. I whimpered at that. Then gasped as my hymen tore.

Mommy popped my cherry.

I gasped as she sank her dildo into my pussy. My cunt clenched down on her. This wave of heat rippled through me as more and more of that shaft entered my pussy. This was so different. I groaned at the way she penetrated me. She filled me up. It was insane. I couldn’t believe this was happening.

But It had.

She had penetrated me.

I groaned, my face twisting in delight as she sank to the hilt in my snatch. She filled up my pussy with that amazing shaft. I groaned, my body trembling as my pussy clenched down on her. She drew back her hips. I loved the feel of the toy drawing back. The heat rippled through me.

Then she rammed back into my pussy. She buried into me. It was an incredible delight to have her fucking into my deflowered twat. Mommy pounded me with her dildo. She buried into me with such force. I groaned, my butt-cheeks jiggling from the impact.

Pain burned across my rump every time her crotch smacked my ass. I whimpered, my cunt clenching down on the dildo. The stinging heat blazing across my butt-cheeks just reminded me who owned me. My mommy.

“Yes, yes, yes, Mommy!” I gasped as she plunged into me. She fucked me so hard. “I’m your daughter-slave!”

“Yes, you are,” she moaned, planting her hands on either side of me on the table. She slammed hard into me. She fucked me with such force, drilling the dildo deep into my deflowered pussy. “My little, submissive slut!”

“I am, Mommy!” I gasped, my butt-cheeks burning from the hard slaps of her crotch.

She pounded me so hard while Cally watched. My big sister still had on her dildo gag, which was just such an insane thing to see, as she watched me getting pounded by our mommy. I quivered, squeezing my snatch around the dildo.

That felt so good.

I reveled in the pleasure that thick shaft gave me as Mommy pounded me. She fucked me so hard. She buried her dildo to the hilt in me. She plunged over and over into my cunt. I groaned, loving that delight. She pounded me with passion.

My mommy rammed her dildo into my cunt with such prowess. She knew that she owned me. That thought made me quiver. Made my pussy clenched down about the rubbery cock fucking me. I whimpered, my snatch melting around the toy.

“Mommy! Mommy!” I squealed. “You’re amazing, Mommy! I love you!”

“Oh, I love my little daughter-slut!” Mommy moaned, slamming her dildo to the hilt in my cunt. “Yes, I do. Oh, yes, yes, just take my big dick!”

I did. It felt so wondrous to have her burying that dildo into my twat again and again. I squeezed my snatch around the plunging shaft, reveling in the pleasure swelling in my pussy. My orgasm built and built with her every thrust into me.

I would cum so hard on Mommy’s dildo. That felt so right. I was made to be her sex slave. Mommy had given birth to me just so that she could own me. She pounded me deep and hard. She fucked me with everything that she had.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped, savoring the way she buried to the hilt in me. “Mommy! Mommy! That’s incredible!”

“I know!” she moaned. She grabbed my pigtails and yanked on them.

I gasped as my back bent. She held onto my braids as she rammed her sex toy into my cunt. I savored the pain burning across my scalp. Fresh tears burst in my eyes and ran down my cheeks as I squealed in delight.

Pain. Pleasure. They were all the same thing. Mommy knew that. She knew I was a ... a ... masochist. That was the word. I was her masochistic and slutty daughter-slave. Mommy knew just what I needed.