Chapter 2

I ran to my room and threw myself on the bed, tears flooding down my cheeks. I couldn’t believe my mother would do that, and equally, I couldn’t believe I would cum on Rosie’s fingers, what had my life become? I asked myself, screaming into the pillow.

As I lay there, going over the last hour, my back began to hurt even more, the wonderful feeling from my orgasm had long gone and only the pain of my beating was now here. I stood and took off my dress, looking at my back and bum in the mirror, amazed by how red the lines were and also, how I liked the why they looked. The contrast of my white skin and the red welts was just so different I actually hoped they might be permanent.

Then there was a knock at the door: ‘Who is it?’ I shouted.

‘It’s Tess, Rosie said we should bring you some hot water for a bath.’

I was still looking at myself but shouted for her to come in, not really caring that she would see me naked. After all, she had seen me naked and whipped so it hardly mattered. She came in carrying a pot of water, her eyes taking in my body as I turned to face her. She looked away then poured the water in the bath by the window, another servant appearing as she left, more water for my bath. It was soon full and I was left alone, standing there, still gazing at my body.

I knew it would hurt getting in but I wanted to clean myself, wash away some of the disgust I was feeling. I cried out as my bum touched the hot water but carried on, making sure my back stayed above the water line. It was nice though, it made me feel better.

I was only out of the bath for a few minutes before my door opened and Rosie walked in, not even knocking. She smiled as she looked at me lying on my bed, my bum and back on view for her, the welts still very red.

‘Rosie, what are you doing here?’ I asked, blushing.

She just smiled and took her dress off, putting a jar on my table before climbing in the bath and washing herself.

‘Rosie! What on earth... ‘ But she cut me off.

‘You want me clean before I make love to you, don’t you?’ She asked, smiling still.

I was still on my front, looking at her as she soaped her body, appreciating her exquisite figure.

‘What ... what ... you can’t ... be serious?’ I stuttered, not moving.

She was now standing, her fingers washing her pussy, showing me as her fingers slid in and out, my eyes glued to her.

‘Of course I’m serious, Miss, you know you want me to, just lie there and enjoy it.’ She told me, now stepping out and walking to me.

I watched her as she took the jar from the table and sat next to me, her body glistening as the water dripped from her. She opened the jar and dipped her hand in, bringing it out covered in cream.

‘Close your eyes and let Rosie take care of you.’ She whispered.

I did as she said, not even trying to argue, I just accepted what she said and waited, my body trembling slightly as I begun to feel very warm. When she touched me, I gasped, her hands feeling wonderful as they began to massage the lotion into my body.

‘Good girl, Miss, let Rosie give you what you need, it will be so good.’

‘Mmmm, that’s so nice, Rosie.’

‘You like it when Rosie takes charge, don’t you, Miss?’

‘Mm-hmm, I do.’ I sighed, her hands gliding across my skin.

‘You want me to make you cum again, Miss?’

‘Mm-hmm, please.’

Her hands were now on my bum, opening my cheeks and pressing into my pussy, making me moan with delight. She was now in control; I had surrendered to her and was more than happy to let her do what she wanted. Her fingers were caressing my pussy, sliding along my lips, tantalizing me with their touch, causing me to moan and squirm, it was so very nice.

‘Oh my, what is going on here?’

None of us heard my mother come in, she was standing above me watching as our maid fingered me, her tone one of amusement. My body went rigid as I turned to look at her, desperately hoping it wasn’t really her, but it was. Her expression was still amusement and for some reason Rosie was still fingering me.

‘Tell me what’s going on Rosie?’ She asked, her voice very calm.

I tried to move but Rosie wouldn’t let me, she was now sitting on my legs, still fingering me.

‘Well Miss, I told Young Miss that I had some nice lotion for her back and she wanted me to rub it in her, so I am.’

‘And you needed to be naked for this?’

‘Oh yes, Miss, I had to wash myself in the bath first, I couldn’t touch her all dirty.’

‘I see, and your fingers inside her, is that helping with her back?’

‘Yes, Miss, she loves it and it takes away the pain of the whipping.’

‘Then carry on, give her what she wants.’

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, my own mother encouraging the maid to finger me and in front of her. I tried to move again but Mother shouted: ‘Stay still girl, let Rosie finish.’

‘Mother, please, tell her to stop.’ I begged, Rosie’s fingers buried inside me.

‘Shhh girl, or you’ll get another whipping.’ She answered, still watching.

Rosie then pulled her fingers out and quickly buried her face between my cheeks, pushing her tongue into me. I cried out, it was unbelievably good, the sheer pleasure I was feeling was too much to remain quiet.

‘Oh yes, Rosie, good girl, look how she loves it.’ Mother laughed, clapping her hands.

Rosie was pushing my legs apart to get better access, giving my mother the perfect view of my wet pussy as she licked me deeper and deeper, even licking my bum.

‘What a whore you are, Mary, letting a darky do such things. What would uncle Jed think?’ She asked, her tone more vicious now.

She was right, I was disgusting and Jed would think the same after she wrote him but at the moment Rosie’s tongue was in control and I was very near to cumming.

‘Look, she’s going to cum, she can’t stop herself.’ Mother giggled, adding to my humiliation.

I looked at her, our eyes meeting as I began to cum, her expression one of disgust but I could see something else, lust, she was enjoying this, she wanted to watch me having sex with Rosie. Bitch, I thought, as that wonderful all-consuming feeling enveloped me. My eyes closed and I moaned loudly, not caring in that moment about anything but my own pleasure.

Rosie sucked my clit, making sure it was a wonderful orgasm, her mouth covering me as she swallowed my juices, making me moan even louder. My bum was in the air as the orgasm rocked me, Rosie sucking loudly and mother clapping, all of us enjoying what was happening.

Rosie didn’t even let me enjoy the afterglow of my orgasm, she turned me over and climbed on me, her mouth on mine, kissing me passionately, making me taste myself on her tongue. I couldn’t help but respond, sucking on her tongue and swallowing her saliva.

I knew mother was watching me but I couldn’t help but kiss her back, it just seemed right and her colour meant nothing to me at this moment. My hands went to her bum and pulled her into me, our pussy’s grinding together, adding to the pleasure of the kiss.

Rosie pulled away and lent up, looking me in the eyes, smiling, letting me know I was a good girl.

‘Make Rosie cum, she deserves to have some fun, too, do it.’ Mother ordered.

I was stunned, again. Was she serious, did she really want me to lick our maid to orgasm? Rosie smiled and climbed off me, lying down and opening her legs.

‘Do it.’ Mother said.

I had no choice, I knew that, mother was in control and she wanted a show, a sex show with her own daughter. She was watching me intensely as I crawled between Rosie’s legs, her bald, wet pussy waiting for my mouth. I took another look at mother as I begun to lean down, her face all red and hot, she was so aroused by this, it was there to see all over her face.

As soon as my tongue touched Rosie her hips bucked and she cried out, as did mother, both of them unable to contain their desire. I pushed inside her, pleasantly surprised by her taste, my tongue going as far as it could before coming back out, my face now covered with her juices.

‘Lick that black cunt, you dirty whore, see how your uncle takes that news.’ Mother gasped.

And I did, I licked and sucked her until she cum, my mother clapping and laughing all the time, telling me how disgusting I was and how Jed would think I’m a whore.

When I was finished, mother took my hair and pulled me away, making me cry out. I sat there looking up at her, my face all wet with Rosie’s cum, my nipples rock hard and aching.

‘Whore, look at you, covered in her stuff, you make me sick.’ She spat, reaching down and twisting a nipple.

I said nothing, letting her abuse me, there was no point arguing with her. She twisted harder, making me gasp with pain, her nails digging into my skin. I still did nothing, just took it, letting her have her moment of fun. She then took the other nipple, now twisting them both, determined to make me suffer, enjoying watching me.

Rosie then joined in, her hands coming around me and caressing me, touching my inner thighs as mother twisted even harder. Both of them were now molesting me, Rosie at my pussy, her finger on my clit, pressing it harder and harder. What started with mother wanting to hurt me was now turning into something else, I let out a moan, my body responding to this assault, I couldn’t help it.

As I moaned again, pushing my chest out, mother suddenly stopped and slapped my face, calling me a whore and leaving quickly. Rosie laughed and pulled me back down onto the bed, kissing me and playing with my tits, not letting me get away. She made me cum again, all the time telling me how I was hers and must do everything she tells me. I told her I would, not wanting her to stop what she was doing, willing to say anything for her to carry on.

By the time she was finished with me I had agreed to virtually give myself to her completely, she now owned me, I was her slave. She left me lying on the bed panting, my body glowing with satisfaction, not even Jed had made me cum so hard. I fell asleep within minutes, dreaming of Rosie and mother whipping me, waking some four hours later.

For the next year I was Rosie’s lover, her sex slave to a large extent, doing whatever she wanted, even letting mother catch us when Rosie wanted it, though mother would think we didn’t know she was watching. Rosie liked that my mother wanted to watch her daughter having sex, it made her so excited and me too, I suppose but not as much as Rosie.

What eventually made me leave, and luckily, I had been training to become a teacher so could apply for jobs, was the night it all went too far. Earlier that day, in the afternoon, Rosie and me had been having sex in my room and Rosie had left the door ajar without my knowledge, usually she would tell me when she did this, she liked that I knew when mother was watching us, it got her all excited. This day was different, I didn’t know and when Rosie started to make me say things, I just thought it was her being her.

She whispered in my ear for me to call her mommy, to pretend she was mommy and that I had always secretly wanted her to make love to me. We were naked on my bed and mother would not have heard her whisper to me.

‘Oh mommy, do you think I’m sexy? I’ve seen the way you look at me and I like it, I like you staring at me when I get out of the bath, it makes me feel all fuzzy and tingly.’ I giggled, really acting the part.

Rosie winked at me and smiled, sitting up and asking: ‘Would you like mommy to touch you? Tell me what you want mommy to do, tell me as if I’m really mommy.’

‘I want you to touch me all over and kiss me, I’ve always dreamt about you being naked with me and making love to me, like a real lover would. Kiss me mommy.’ I sighed.

‘God Mary, you sound like you really mean it, do you wish she was here now, naked?’ She asked, her eyes telling me to say yes.

I thought this was all a game as I said yes, telling her I really wanted my mommy to make love to me and would do anything to have her in my bed. Rosie jumped on me and began kissing me passionately, her pussy grinding against mine. When she pulled away, she whispered me to call her mommy as she sucked me to orgasm.

It was so intense cumming calling her mommy, she was wild with desire as she fucked me, I couldn’t remember her being so good, it was amazing and when I had come back to earth, I said: ‘Thank you mommy, you’re the best.’