Too Good To Be True
Copyright© 2004 by Amanda
Chapter 10
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 10 - A woman is duped by her new boyfriend and both she and her daughter will pay the price
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Consensual NonConsensual Coercion Blackmail Mind Control Hypnosis Drunk/Drugged Lesbian Fiction Incest Mother Daughter BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Slow
Amanda returned to her office by way of the changing room and replaced her emerald green work outfit for a rather flattering grey skirt suit with a green blouse. She had not been sat at her desk for 2 minutes before she heard a soft knock on her door. "Enter." Amanda called out crisply
The door was opened by Candy who said. "Sorry to disturb you, Miss Amanda but Miss Santorini is here for her appointment." The words were no sooner out of Candy's mouth than a tall dark-haired woman pushed past her. "My darling, Amanda, how very nice to see you again." Miss Santorini gushed as Amanda stood to greet her guest.
"A pleasure as always." Amanda said kissing the air beside the woman's heavily powdered cheek. Miss Santorini dressed like a twenty something in tight designer jeans and a crop top that showed her flat stomach, looked like a thirty something but was in fact 43. "You look lovelier every time I see you." Amanda lied. "Please take a seat, Miss Santorini."
"Miranda, please." The other woman replied as she sat in the chair in front of Amanda's desk. "I was most intrigued by your letter, Amanda. I didn't think you would be able to find a new pony so quickly. She is untrained isn't she? I do so want to be the first to break her.
"She won't be too feisty I trust." Miranda half asked, half stated.
"No Miranda." Amanda assured. "She will be calm. Let us just say that she is accepting of the role if not looking forward to it, she has a little fight in her but I'm sure you can put an end to that. Which reminds me, I have recently finished trialing a new training aid and would be pleased if you would try it, if you prefer your own methods I fully understand."
"You are wicked, Amanda." Miranda said with a glint in her eye. "You know I am always up for anything new, you must show me."
Amanda opened the drawer of her desk and took out a 2 and a half foot long black leather riding crop and 2 metal objects. Both the metal objects had the same basic tear drop shape about 5 inches long and 4-inches across at their widest with a metal stem about 2 inches across, the first had flat spatula like appendage that curved way from the base and the other's base was threaded from the bottom to about half way.
"Interesting." Miranda said as she picked them up, one in each hand, feeling their not inconsiderable weight.
"I assume they are front and back?" Miranda asked as Amanda picked up the crop which Miranda now saw had 2 black, 2 red and 1 green button on the thicker than normal handle.
"Correct." Amanda replied. "And if I press this first black button."
The object with the spatula started to hum softly in Miranda's hand, the intensity increasing as Amanda twisted a dial at the end of the crop.
"How wonderful!" Miranda exclaimed. "No wires at all, the perfect pleasure giver, I guess the flat part fits over the clitoris."
Amanda smiled her confirmation as she repressed the button silencing the vibrator. Miranda asked. "And the red buttons?"
"Ah well this one." Amanda said pressing the first red button.
"Apparently does nothing." Miranda said with a smug smile that Amanda wiped off her face as she slapped the looped leather keeper at the end of the crop into her other hand. Miranda let out a small scream as she felt an electric shock hit her hand, making her drop the anal plug on the floor.
Shaking her hand, but smiling at the realisation that, although the charge had not been very strong, she could guess what it would feel like in a ponygirls rectum or pussy. "You really are quite ingenious." Miranda said as she picked up the anal plug a little more gingerly and placed it, with the dildo, on the table.
Amanda arranged them as they would be if inserted in a ponygirls orifices and passed the crop to Miranda saying. "The red buttons prime the keeper, the harder you press the greater the stroke has to be to generate the electric shock. Try pressing the green button lightly then strike your palm with the keeper."
Miranda slipped the leather loop over her wrist, perfectly at home with handling a crop on both horses and ponygirls. She let her thumb rest lightly on the green button and slapped the keeper quite hard into her hand. 2 sparks jumped from the tip of the dildo, one to the clitoris stimulator the other to the tip of the anal plug. "Oh my!" she exclaimed. "Does it damage the wearer?"
"No." Amanda said flatly. "The voltage is high but the current in miniscule; it is though, quite shocking."
Both women laughed and Miranda asked. "And the thread on the anal plug?"
"Ah, yes." Amanda replied as she pulled from her desk a 2-foot long 'ponies tail' made of real human hair attached to a 4-inch rubber cap which she screwed on to the anal plug turning it so that Miranda could see that as it was inserted the ponygirls arsehole would close around the remaining metal stem fixing it in place. "A small, though not unpleasant side effect of the plugs charge, at least for the trainer, is that the hair in the tail becomes charged too, crackling if it touches the ponies skin if it is not insulated by latex.
"So can I interest you in using it?" Amanda asked, already knowing the answer.
"Oh most definitely, I assume the price will increase?" Miranda said raising her eyebrow quizzically.
Amanda simply smiled and said. "Well as you are all too well aware, everything has it's price. And since you mentioned it, maybe we should discuss your requirements so that I can draw up an account of our charges."
Miranda waved a hand dismissively. "Send the account to my PA as usual. As to my requirements. After training my pony I believe you have some, shall we say 'fresh meat' being tenderised, I'm assuming you have a matched set."
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