Chapter 10

The following evening Cathy asked Sierra to go to bed early so that she and Jessica might talk. Sierra was reluctant, since it meant being separated from her mistress, but when Cathy insisted, Jessica assured the girl it was all right.

"It's very important or I wouldn't ask," reassured Cathy.

"Then why not tell me too?" argued Sierra.

"I will tell you, in the morning. Right now your grandmother and I have to decide what to do."

"You'll tell me in the morning?"

"I promise."

The girl looked once again to her mistress.

"It's all right, Sierra. Now go on to bed."

"Yes, Mi... ma'am" replied the young brunette who reluctantly climbed the stairs and went into a room in which she had not slept in weeks.

"Now honey, what is it that's so important?" asked Jessica.

"Let's go to my room. I want to be sure we aren't overheard."

"All right, but you certainly are being mysterious," said Jessica as they walked into Cathy's room, Jessica sitting on the bed while her daughter stood near the mirror.

"Mom, I don't know any other way to tell you. I know about you and Carmine."

"What do you mea... ?"

"Now please don't insult my intelligence by denying it. I came back from town one day and saw the two of you in the barn... with Thunderbolt."

Jessica gasped.

"Cathy dear, it was what she wanted. I never forced her to..."

"I know and I also know how much you loved her... otherwise I would have been terribly upset when I found out you and Sierra have the same kind of relationship."

"Oh, my God Catherine, how did you... ?"

"Never mind how. The point is, I know. I know you seduced her and gave her virginity to Stormy."

"I know it sounds so terrible, but honey, you've got to believe me, I love her, not just as a granddaughter but as a woman."

"As a submissive," corrected Cathy.

"As a beautiful and loving submissive who also loves me. As with Carmine, I have forced her to do nothing. What she does, she does willingly out of love for me."

"She belongs to you."

"You obviously know everything. Yes, she is mine, my submissive. She has given herself to me, but ours is a loving relationship. She is happy, Catherine. She wants to spend her life with me."

"If I did not believe that to be true I would have taken her from this house... far, far away."

Jessica looked to her daughter expectantly.

"What's it like, Mother, being the dominant?"

"I don't..."

"I've read stories, seen movies. I'm not totally ignorant of sadomasochism.

"... It's... It's wonderful Catherine. You have no idea the exhilaration of having another woman under your complete control."

"Do you whip her?"

"Only occasionally. I love her Catherine. I give her the whip because it excites us both, but I would never injure her. She does what I want because she loves me and wants so badly to please me."

"And you give her to horses."

"... Yes. There is great pleasure for us both. She has pain, yes, but the pleasure of the size and magnitude of the stallion soon overwhelms it, and she revels in how completely she is filled and how she pleases the stallion. Neither she nor any stallion which has mounted her, has failed to orgasm. As his seed fills her womb, she can no longer constrain herself and comes, usually more than once."

"While you masturbate."

"Sometimes. Sometimes I kneel and kiss her as she and the stallion reach climax together, other times she kisses me to climax as her own nest is filled with semen."

"And you sleep together."

"... Yes, tonight will be the first time she has not slept in my arms since the night we became lovers."

"She's only a teenager, mother."

"But she is with someone she loves, someone who loves her."

"I love her too."

"Yes, as a mother, but I..."

"Have you considered, Mother that I might also have needs and desires... just like yours?"

"What so you mean?" asked Jessica taken aback.

"That I have discovered the joys and pleasures of domination. You and Sierra have wondered, even teased me about going to bed so early. Well, I haven't had the luxury of seducing my own daughter to indulge my fantasies. What I have done however is acquire a number of videotapes which have shown me, through example, how to become a dominitrix. I have found that I, like you Mother, wish to dominate another woman, to denigrate, to defile, to own her!"

"But..."

"I too have chosen Sierra as my submissive."

"But, she..."

"Will learn to obey me instead of you."

"But..."

"But nothing, Mother, you have had her for weeks now. You had the pleasure of watching as her virginity was ripped away. You have held her, kissed her, felt her tongue in you. Well, now it's my turn."

"What makes you think she will choose you?" asked Jessica in defiance.

"Because you won't be here to interfere, Mother."

"You... you want me to leave my own house?"

"You're going on a trip mother."

"What kind of trip?"

"Why, don't you know? You've just heard from Carmine. She needs your help, so you're leaving for Mexico."

"Nonsense, I have received no such messa..."

"Mother!" Cathy quieted the older woman with a voice now filled with hatred.

"There is another reason I asked you to my room. You wonder how I came to know about you and Sierra. Come here, Mother and I'll show you!"

Jessica walked to the mirror and, when Cathy motioned, looked into the dark glass. As she stared in fascination, the smoky surface began to slowly swirl and a faint glow appeared.

"What... ?" wondered Jessica aloud.

"Too bad you stored it away. You can't imagine the pleasures this mirror has given me... and is going to continue to give me. But it also provides me with knowledge."

"What kind of knowledge?"

"Oh, it was here that I was first made aware of the relationship you had with Carmine, and it was here that I learned what you had done to my daughter."

"But I told you, I have made Sierra happy."

"The way you and Father made me happy years ago?"

"What?" cried Jessica, looking her daughter in the eye, fear now evident in the mother's face.

"I know Mother! I know what you and Father did that night.!"

"I don't know what you mea..."

"You can't deny it, Mother. This mirror has revealed many things to me, all of them true."

"Honey, I... we..."

"There was no stranger that night. The man who came to my room, put his hand over my mouth, ripped away my nightgown and raped me... was my own father!"

Jessica gasped, her long kept secret revealed.

"And while he raped me, you watched from the doorway, your hand in your pants!"

"Honey, I couldn't help myself. I..."

"You and Father planned it. He wanted me and you wanted to watch. There was no anniversary party that night. The two of you simply waited until I went to sleep, then you watched while he raped his own daughter."

"... yes," came Jessica's voice, weak, barely audible, "Roger tried, he really tried, but you were so beautiful and although it took him a long time to admit it, I knew all those years he resented my not being a virgin when we were married. He obsessed about it and finally directed his attention toward you. When he first started making suggestive remarks about you, your figure, how pretty you were, how you were quickly becoming a woman, I knew what was happening. I tried to talk him out of it, at first. But, he knew my weakness as well and promised I could have you as my submissive afterward. So I took the phone off the hook so we wouldn't be disturbed, turned off the lights so if, by any chance, someone should drive up they would think we weren't at home. And yes, I watched from the doorway, anticipating, the relationship you and I would have."

"And when my nest wasn't enough, when he made me get on all fours for him?"

Jessica hung her head.

"I knew there would be a lot of pain, so I climbed onto the bed and... and..."

"And pulled my head into your crotch. You made me eat you, Mother while Father raped me in the ass."

"I thought it might distract you from the pain, I..."

"Stop the lies, Mother. You had wanted my tongue in you every bit as much as Father had wanted his cock in me. You both got what you wanted. And what did I get? A trauma so severe it gave me amnesia for all these years."

"Neither of us ever raped you again."

"That's a tremendous satisfaction, Mother. So, you both got what you wanted and then you didn't want your sex toy anymore!"

"No, it wasn't like that. We..."