Saturday Morning March 2021

Rachael and Molly are now in their final year at sixth-form college, wondering if they will be able to sit the ‘A’ level exams when Molly’s mum Justine gets the call to spend the weekend on her knees submitting to Sam, her new Dom.

Rachael and Molly are mostly studying different subjects now, so have swapped touching each other up in class for sending nude selfies and planning their next sexual encounters.

Rachael arrived early on Saturday morning, Justy opened the front door in just a bathrobe: “Hi love - Molly’s just getting dressed - go right up.”

She only managed to ascend the first two steps of the stairs, feeling a hot breath on her bare lower back.

Rachael stopped as Justy kissed her, just above the waistband of her tight shorts, then lower to grip a chunk of buttock between her teeth.

Molly appeared at the top of the stairs in just her underwear, “Mother, what on earth are you doing to my girlfriend?”

Quick as a flash, Rachael unzipped her shorts, stepping out of them and a blue thong to leave a confused Justy with a mouthful of warm, moist fabric, watching the delicious teen scamper up the stairs on all fours.

Justy was close behind, snapping at those raised bare buttocks joggling like a pair of playful puppies.

At the top of the stairs Rachael crashed into Molly, pinning her to the wall; face at crotch level breathing in her lover’s unmistakable sexual scent.

All their scant clothing slipped away as Justy continued to eat out Rachael’s backside, whose tongue was deeply embedded between Molly’s pussy lips.

Then a very naked man stepped out of Molly’s bedroom to reclaim his conquest.

Still on their knees, Rachael and Justy both made a grab for his sticky cock, play fighting to get the biggest mouthful, while he fingered a very amused Molly.

“Mikey,” exclaimed Justy, “why are you fucking my daughter?”

“And sleeping with my girlfriend,” mumbled Rachael, still trying to get all of his cock into her mouth.

The four of them were never going to fit on Molly’s single bed, so rolled into Justy’s room to continue their feast, only to find another naked man sprawled out on the bed, propped up on one elbow.

“Sam!” exclaimed Molly, “what on earth are you doing here?”

“Come here pet - I think you need to learn some more respect,” taking the girl across his knee and slapping her bare thighs and arse.

Mikey took this as his cue to start slapping Rachael, assisted by Justy holding her legs apart.

The play fighting quickly turned into a full-on orgy, Sam and Mikey taking turns to fuck every available female bodily entrance and exit, finally both cumming deep inside Justy.

After all the cock, the two teens resumed their lesbian relationship by pulling on shiny red and blue tights, tearing open the crotches and inserting a handy strapless strap-on dildo.

Rachael fucked Molly cuntally, then they swapped over and Molly fucked Rachael anally, all the while being assisted by a softening erection or a dripping cunt to lick clean.

Sam insisted the girls kept their ruined tights on for another fuck session kneeling in the shower, while Mikey ‘helped’ Justy cook them all breakfast downstairs.

Eating breakfast in the nude was a new experience for them all - Molly sat on Sam’s lap, feeding him toast and marmalade. Rachael sat astride Mikey, dribbling fried egg onto her tits, which he licked off - then fucked him.

Justy, slipped on her collar handing the leash to her Dom, “So you two - I’m off with these two men today - what’re your plans?”

“Thought we’d cruise the gay bars in Southampton,” replied Molly, “can we have our collars now?”

“Red for my gorgeous redhead,” said Sam, placing it around Molly’s throat.

“and blue for my lovely brunette - perhaps you could dye these pubes to match,” added Mikey, tightening hers.

“You were joking about cruising the gay bars?”

“Yes of course mum - we’re just going shopping, then meeting up with Annie and sassy - they’re taking us to a really cool BDSM club - so they can fuck our brains out.”

Mikey stopped playing with Rachael’s breasts as she bounced up and down on his erection, “I thought you had to be 21 to get into her nightclub.”

“Yes, love, you do - but they have afternoon introductory sessions for younger girls - most of the more serious rooms are locked- just the basic bondage equipment is available.”

Molly yelped as Sam bit her neck, “It’s OK, mum we won’t get smashed -they only serve non-alcoholic drinks.”

Justy “Just be careful playing with Anna Dominatrix - she’ll eat you alive.”

Molly and Rachael shivered nipples hardening. “Yes - that’s the plan. She said just buy some cheap dresses to get in - something short and shiny to match our collars - then most of the dancing is in the nude for us subs.”

Southampton

After an uneventful bus ride, from Stockbridge, the girls went in search of the charity shops to buy their single-use dresses.

Rachael paid a whole pound for a very tight blue satin pussy-length number with a slash up to her hip, that would be easily extended all the way up to her bust. Molly encouraged her to keep it on as they made their way up the street.

By the third charity shop, Molly was convinced they were never going to find her a suitably erotic red dress for the club.

Searching for Dance Studios on Google Maps, one shop just around the corner lit up with dozens of jpc logos, showing the presence of young available talent [Molly and Rachael had joined as Viewers, but rarely had much interest]

Entering the tiny shop, they spotted the rail of tiny red leotards - of course, they were from the dance studio next door.

Suddenly a crowd of a dozen or more young dancers burst in, laughing, slapping bottoms - released from the strict practice session - mums and older sisters waiting outside the shop.

They pounced upon the leotard rail - trying to find their correct sizes. The changing room rapidly overflowed with half-naked girls pulling on skimpy dance outfits while the other shoppers tried to carry on as if this were perfectly normal behaviour.

One pretty young girl, blonde hair piled on top of her head, spotting Molly and Rachael in the pet equipment area trying to attach dog leashes to their collars and bounded over.

“Hi I’m Mandy,” she giggled, “are you two really subs? Are you going to the Club this afternoon? My sister loved it, but had to stop going,” pointing to a heavily pregnant teenager wearing a collar, peering through the window.

“Hi, Mandy - yes we are - but keep your voice down - those old ladies are looking at us.”

“I’ve got her old red dance outfit here - the older girls get to wear a micro-skirt and tights instead of these shapeless leotards - they should fit you,” said Mandy, looking Molly up and down. “Why don’t you just slip them on here - nobody’s going to notice.”

Molly reluctantly pulled off her shoes and jeans, glad she had waxed yesterday, to pull on the tiny red skirt. Rachael covered the child’s eyes, but not before she quipped, “My sister is a redhead too - but hers comes out of a bottle - I can’t tell with your hairless pussy.”

“Cheeky minx,” said Molly, giving the girl a light slap. “Of course, it’s my own colour - just look at these freckles.”

“OK - no need to get violent - I only asked. There’s a sort of bolero top too - are you going to flash your tits and try that on too?”

Rachael was forced to hold Mandy’s arms behind her back to stop her from touching hardened nipples, while Molly pulled the tee shirt over her head and fastened the red top in place, filling it nicely.

“You both look hot,” said the little sub, “good luck at the club”, then skipped off to join her friends still squabbling over the leotards.

Molly got dressed again and paid for the outfit, waving goodbye to Mandy, then snogging her big, pregnant sister outside. “Good luck you two - don’t forget the protection.”

Rachael was about to explain they were both on the pill and only playing with lesbians, but Molly dragged her away.

Anna Dominatrix

Dressed in their rather revealing red and blue outfits, collars and leashes, Annie met them at the door to the club. “It’s OK - these babes are with me.”

The female security guard still wanted to give them the standard intimate cavity search but knew better than to argue.

Annie kissed them both lightly, then walked them into the brightly-lit club - one dog leash in each hand.

Nothing had prepared Molly and Rachael for the scene of absolute sexual deviancy that met their gaze - everywhere they looked there were mostly-naked legal-aged girls being physically and sexually abused by older women in black leather with whips, floggers and strap-on dildos.

Annie introduced them to her PA and cat-loving, clubbing friend, sassy, who took Rachael off to a slightly darker corner to play, while Annie cupped Molly’s sex as they danced - her tongue invading Molly’s mouth.

The red bolero top lasted about 30 seconds before Annie ripped it open letting Molly’s breasts spill out. “Oh, nice - I’m going to enjoy tying up these beauties - you can keep the skirt on. On your knees baby girl - this pussy is not going to suck itself.”

Annie thrust her hips forward into Molly’s face, holding her in place with the dog leash.

The overheated leather-covered crotch tasted funny - Molly tried undoing the full-length zip in Annie’s shorts but her hands were slapped away. “I said - suck it bitch - not undress me - there’s plenty of time for that later.’’

Molly managed to catch a brief glimpse of Rachael, now dancing naked with sassy at the bar before her face was dragged back to satisfy her Mistress

After ten minutes of vigorous sucking, she asked, “Can we get a drink now - this is thirsty work”.