Chapter 49: A Little Sister Has Naughty News

Yasmina Jimenez – Day Thirty

I couldn’t believe I was going into a sex shop. I was only fourteen. Underage. It was illegal.

But this was how Tony wanted to use me. Wanted to use Mama and me.

Mama walked before me in her trench coat. That was all that I had on, too. We had to buy them so we could go to church naked. Papa was outside in the car waiting for us. He didn’t want to go inside. I didn’t blame him. My eyes bulged at the filthy magazines on display. Even with the green dots covering the model’s nipples, it was still...

Obscene.

My cheeks burned as Mama looked around. She glanced at the slobby-looking guy behind the counter. He was staring at his phone. He glanced up at her. He had grizzled, gray stubble on his face and lank, white hair.

“Help you?” he asked. His gaze flicked to me. He grinned. “She looks a bit young to be in here.”

“I’m fourteen and being used,” I said, my heart pounding.

“Oh,” he said. “Need help?”

“Collars?” Mama asked. “And leashes.”

“In the back with the costumes,” he said, motioning. “By the DVDs and shit.”

Mama walked back. We passed a wall of sex toys. I gasped at how many of them there were. I knew about sex toys, of course, but I had never seen them nor knew they could be so varied. People could be so creatively perverse. I understood why Catholics crossed themselves. I wanted to do that right now.

It felt wrong to be in here. Evil.

But Tony was using us. I was to be Mama’s lezzie slave. I had to have a collar and please her whenever she wanted me to do things. It made my pussy drip juices down my thighs. We were both shaved to impress Tony. It had worked because he had picked us last week then given us special orders.

I wanted to be Mama’s lezzie sex slave because that would make Tony happy.

Being used by him was the best.

We reached the costumes. It was where all the naughty outfits were. Nurses and corsets and slutty cops and so much more. Mama glanced at the schoolgirl one which had such a short skirt and top. It was so perverse. I shuddered as Mama then headed toward the collars. They were mostly black and leather, but some were dotted with spikes. A few were white. One was pink.

She took the pink one off and opened it. She turned around and faced me. “This one.”

“Yes, Mama,” I whimpered and undid a button on my overcoat so she could see more of my throat.

“No,” she said. “Slaves ... Slaves should be naked when they’re collared.”

My cheeks burned, but I had to obey her. “Yes, Mama.”

I unbuttoned my trench coat and undid its belt. I opened it, revealing my slender body. My small breasts rose and fell. I faced Mama, pussy cream dripping down my thighs. She licked her lips, staring at me with such heat in her eyes.

She wrapped the collar around my neck and cinched it tight. Not choking tight, but enough that I felt it around my throat. I shuddered at the feel of it there. My heart pounded even faster as Mama looked at me.

She nodded in satisfaction.

I whimpered, so glad she was happy with this. I touched it, feeling the smooth leather around my throat. It made me so wet. Dizzy. I was being used every moment I wore this. It was like every second of my life, I would be being used by Tony. It was so amazing. I felt so dizzy.

“Now...” Mama trembled. “Eat my pussy! Eat Mama’s pussy right here!”

I shuddered, and my cheeks burned with shame and embarrassment. But a lezzie sex slave obeyed her Mama. Her owner. I dropped to my knees and opened the bottom of her trench coat, exposing her thighs. I slid my head up between her legs. Her thighs rubbed on my cheeks. It was so great. The spicy aroma of her pussy led me onward.

I groaned and nuzzled into her cunt. I licked at her. I tongued her spicy twat. She groaned in delight. I trembled, in the dark beneath her coat. It was so intimate. I could almost forget I was in a porno shop. I lapped at Mama’s snatch.

I feasted on her like a good lezzie sex slave daughter.

“Mmm,” she moaned. “That’s it. Eat Mama’s pussy like a good slut!”

I swirled my tongue around in her pussy. I enjoyed the spicy flavor of her pussy. It was such a delicious thing to enjoy. I licked and lapped at her with passion. I stroked through her hot folds, enjoying the way that she moaned. She ground her snatch on my face.

It was so good to have her doing that. I licked at her with hunger. I stroked around in her twat, enjoying the way that she smeared her hot folds on my lips. I was so hungry for her cunt. I licked at her. I lapped with such passion on her twat.

I flicked around in her folds. I licked and lapped with passion on her. I wanted to make Mama cum. I was so eager to be a good lezzie sex slave. I tongued through her folds. I lapped at her with all that I had. It was so delicious to stroke through her wonderful twat.

“Mmm,” she groaned as I devoured her. “That’s such a good little slave. Oh, oh, make Mama cum!”

“Yes!” I moaned into her delicious snatch. “I’ll make you cum, Mama!”

I fluttered my tongue up and down her slit. I licked at her folds, caressing through her hot flesh. She gasped as I brushed her clit. I stroked around her nub. I wanted to make my mama explode. I would drive her wild.

My lips latched onto her little bud. I nibbled on it with such passion. She whimpered as I did that. My cunt dripped so much. I felt my cream running down my thighs. It was so good to have this moment. I was so happy to be so leaky. It meant I was turned on by being used.

That was a good thing.

I suckled on her clit. Mama moaned louder. I loved the sounds she made. It was so wild to do this to her. I flicked my tongue around her bud. She groaned, finding her twat across my face. I licked at her. I lapped at her with all that I had.

She gasped and moaned as I did that. She groaned as I fluttered my tongue around her bud. She moaned in delight. It was so good to do this to her. She gripped the back of my head with her hand. She held me to her cunt.

“I’m getting so close,” she moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s it. You’re making Mama feel so good.”

“Er, what’s going on?” Papa asked.

“My little lezzie sex slave is going down on me, Oscar,” Mama said. “We’re being used. Oh, oh, we’re being used so wonderfully. That’s it. I ... Yes!”

Mama came with Papa watching.

Her pussy cream gushed out of her cunt and drowned me. I licked up the passion. My tongue stroked through her folds. I was so happy to gather up all that wonderful cream. It was delightful to have it spilling out of her. She trembled through her rapture as I lapped at her.

I licked at her with all my passion. I stroked over her hot folds. She groaned as I lapped at her. I licked it all up. It was so good to gather up her passion. She trembled, smearing her hot flesh on me. I loved tonguing her.

I lapped at her with such passion. I stroked through her hot folds, enjoying the flavor of her spicy cream. She moaned as she shuddered through the last of her incestuous passion. I was such a good sex slave for making my mama cum.

“Oh, oh, that was wonderful,” groaned Mama.

“Good, good,” Papa said. “So we can pay and go.”

“Oh, I should by a strap-on to fuck my little sex slave,” Mama said. “Right, Oscar.”

“I suppose,” he said. “That’s something I guess you’d need.”

“That’s right,” Mama said and pulled away from me.

I rose to my feet, my lips dripping with Mama’s cream, and said, “See the collar Mama picked out for me. I’ll be such a good sex slave for her.”

“Tony will be happy,” he said. “Let’s get that strap-on and get out of here.”

“You can just watch the game on recording,” Mama said. “Then you can fast forward through the commercials.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Papa said. The Seahawks must be playing today. Papa was a Seahawks fan.

Mama went over to the sex toys aisle. She had bought a sex toy before. On Friday, while I was at school. Then we went on a date. It was so much fun. I shuddered as Mama was staring at the wall before she picked out a strap-on. It was a big, fleshy one.

“I think this one,” Mama said.

“Good, good, then let’s go,” said Papa.

“Well, I have to try it out on her,” Mama said, handing Papa the box. “Open this up for me, Oscar.” “Here?” he asked.

“Sex slaves have to be submissive everywhere,” Mama said. “That’s what Tony wants. I can tell. He wants to use us right here.”

“If that’s what he wants,” Papa said.

I don’t recall Tony saying that. Just that I had to be Mama’s lezzie sex slave. Of course, that meant I had to do whatever Mama wanted, so if she wanted to fuck me right here in the store, then I had to submit to her.

Papa tore into the cardboard packaging. The old guy hadn’t appeared. He was still doom-scrolling on his phone. Papa muttered, having to tear through more packaging as Mama smiled at me and motioned to her overcoat.

I blinked before I realized she wanted me to take it off her.

“Sorry, Mama!” I said and attacked the belt of the trench coat. “I’ll get better at understanding.”

“It’s only the first day, slut,” Mama said.

I shuddered at her words as I unbuttoned the buttons. I took the beige coat off, exposing Mama’s big breasts and shaved pussy. She had fat, dark-brown nubs that made my mouth water. I groaned and leaned over. I latched on.

I suckled.

Mama moaned in delight as I did that. I nursed on her. She groaned as I suckled on her. I flicked my tongue around her nipple. She shuddered as I did that. I nursed on her with such passion. She stroked her fingers through my hair.

“Finally,” Papa said. “Here, Rosalinda.”

I popped my mouth off Mama’s nipple and took the harness from Papa, saying, “I got it!”