Chapter 2: Sweet Interlude

As I woke up, the sun’s rays were entering through the slats of the blinds. I could see it in stripes painted across the room’s walls. My mouth was dry, and I was confused about where I was. I had a moment of panic, and then memory returned.

I recalled the events of yesterday. My shame at having been caught shoplifting, my humiliation, the spanking I received, and finally, the pleasure of being subjected to all the lesbian sex play. I was alone and wondered where my stepdaughter Evie was.

Me, Rachel, the good little suburban housewife, I wondered what my husband, my friends would think of me now should they gain knowledge of what transpired. I thought about the agreement I had signed in place of the cops being called in to arrest me. I had agreed to let these people punish, humiliate, and use me.

As I tried to get out of bed, I could not do so as my legs were spread wide and tied to the bedposts. Instead, my thoughts turned to all the sensations I had been subjected to yesterday. The spanking, the wild abandon with which I gave my body to Carmen, the store owner I had stolen from, and Mia, her daughter.

I felt my nipples getting hard and my pussy getting wet when I recalled the things I did.

The door to the room opened, and Carmen walked in. She smiled while looking at me, and I blushed as she examined my naked body. I felt her hand run up my leg as she stroked my inner thigh. Carmen untied my legs and sat next to me.

“So, how did you sleep?” she asked.

I mumbled, “I think I slept the sleep of the dead. I slept through the night, it seems.”

“Yes, you did, Rachel. Now I have a question for you why did you steal that lingerie set?”

I explained the dying sexual relationship with my husband Matt and how I had hoped to rekindle his interest in me with that ludicrously expensive set of bra and panties.

“Oh, you poor sweetheart, a bra and panty set is not what would do it. I believe that you just had forgotten how to be sexual. You were a too ‘good little wife’ and failed to excite him.”

“If you wish, I can fix that for you. However, to accomplish that, you will have to trust me. Whatever happens today, you will have to play along with what I have set up and not object.”

“What are you going to do to me?”

“Does it really matter?” she smirked at me. “You have agreed to do whatever I tell you to do. So go along with it, obey me, and let’s see what happens.”

I blushed and meekly muttered, “Guess so.”

“A shower followed by breakfast. Sound good?”

She leaned forward and gave me a kiss and a hug that immediately caused me to tingle from head to foot.

I reached for her breast, and she laughingly slapped my hand away.

“Time enough for that later, greedy gut.”

She led me to a bathroom with a walk-in shower. The shower was running, and steam had coated the glass partition.

“Go right in,” she said.

I stepped around the partition, and Evie, my stepdaughter, stood there with her eyes closed under the cascading water. Her blonde hair was covered by shampoo suds.

My heart jumped, and I caught my breath while looking at the beauty of her slender nubile body.

In my mind’s eye, I pictured her as she was yesterday, naked and being licked and sucked by Carmen.

She was standing there oblivious of me, with her eyes closed and long blond hair streaming down her shoulders.

I blushed and was confused by my feelings. I wanted to touch and kiss her. My pussy was aching with desire.

My hand stole forward hesitantly, and I caressed her tight round ass.

Startled, she turned around and opened her eyes to stare at me.

“Mom?” she exclaimed.

Then blushing, she reached out and placed her hand on my tit.

I felt her palm on my erect nipple and almost passed out from the surge of excitement that ran through my body.

Carmen peered around the glass partition and told us to wash each other as breakfast would soon be served.

“You have fifteen minutes, and then I want you both out of here.”

Evie’s arms wrapped themselves around me. I could feel the softness of her skin against mine. I nuzzled my face into her neck and smelt the freshness of her skin as waves of desire surged through my body.

“Mom,” she said, “I was so mad at you when this started, but then I got into it and realized that this is the most wonderful experience that I have ever had.

“You looked so sexy and vulnerable and ashamed while being spanked. But then, when Mia started making love to you, the sheer lust and joy on your face, the way your eyes gleamed, transformed you into a totally different person. I want you. I want to make love to you. I want to see your eyes gleaming that way for me.”

Blushing, I stared into her green eyes. My thoughts were confused as I struggled between my desire for her and my feelings of guilt and shame.

Desire won, and I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her.

She parted her lips, and her tongue peeped out at me. Then, slowly she parted my lips and entered my mouth with her sweet tongue. I tasted the moisture of her mouth as we let our tongues play.

“Darling, I so much want you,” I said. “I am turned on by you. The sight of your body, your long legs, tight ass, and tits turns me to mush. Come, let me soap your body.”

“If you do that, mom, I am going to cum. My pussy is wet and tingles just thinking of that.”

My soapy hands slid up and down her back while I held her in my arms. I then lathered her ass cheeks and slowly parted them. Gently I caressed her soft, puckered anus and slid a finger deep into her ass.

“Oh, so good. That feels so good,” Evie moaned. “I feel you deep in me. You are filling me and making me feel so horny.”

I gently stroked in and out of her as she put her arms around my neck and stood on her toes.

Turning her around, I pulled her body against mine. My hands cupped her tiny tits, giving them a soapy massage. I longed to suck on them. My pussy became hot and juicy as I played with her body.

She struggled free and turned to face me.

“Suck my titties, PLEASE,” she pled.

Leaning forward, I licked at her small pebble-hard nubs. Slowly I took each in turn between my lips and tugged on them. Then, placing my mouth to cover those delicious morsels of flesh, I sucked on each one.

She moaned and reached down with her hand for her tiny slit.

“No, love,” I said, brushing her hand away, “that’s mine for now.”

“Oh please, I want you to touch me there.”