New Cheerleader
Copyright© 2008 by nancy_priss
Chapter 23
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 23 - Daughters best friend wants to make me her bitch.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/ft NonConsensual Blackmail Lesbian Incest Mother Daughter FemaleDom Humiliation
With their drinks refreshed the women looked forward to relaxing and enjoying the movie. Carrie was being caressed and felt up by Helen as they gotten very hot over the exhibition that Carrie's mom and Rex just put on for the group.
Sally Henniman moved in on Janet Perry and leaned down to where she sat, putting a warm hand on her shoulder she said, "you're Janet Perry right? I remember you I think. Didn't you used to be very close to Nancy?"
Flashing her warmest come hither smile at Sally, Janet replied, "why yes I was her best friend for awhile when I lived out in this area but I moved downtown and well you know how that goes. You stay in touch for awhile and then you both find new friends. Apparently Nancy prefers her friends to walk on four legs." They both laughed and looked deeper and more meaningful into each other's eyes.
Sally was bi and felt an attraction to the comely brunette. "do you mind if I sit here with you and watch the movie? I can let you in on some other interesting facts about our mutual dog-fucking friend. And maybe we can make Carrie and Helen feel more at ease if you are interested."
"I would like that, Janet replied as she schooched over to give the buxom blonde room to sit. And I think that Helen and Carrie are having too much fun to care if we copy them or not, but I would like that," she added and reached up, unbuttoning the top two buttons of her blouse as Sally sat down very close.
Madge watched the two women negotiate the distance between distant acquaintenences and lovers, and then when they settled into each other's arms she appeared to lose interest and wandered out of the room.
Joyce Wright, who hadn't had a lesbian experience since college, looked at the teenage girls and then at Sally and Janet. When her eyes settled on Betty Frank's face she realized that Betty had obviously been watching her as the woman beamed back with a smile on her face. As the woman stood with her cowboy boots crossed at the ankles and leaned back onto the door jamb, Joyce began to walk over. It seemed like it was the length of a football field as Joyce had time to argue all sides of the situation with herself. She was not a lesbian and if she were Betty would not be her type. She had not had a successful relationship with a man in quite awhile and she was a young woman. Ok she was almost forty but that was not old, not really. There was something about Betty tonight, or maybe it was just seeing a neighbor and casual friend get fucked by a dog. That would make you think about doing things you normally didn't do she reasoned.
She was there. "Hi Betty, nice boots hon. Do you do much riding?" She groaned to herself. That was corny as hell. But Betty didn't care or notice. If Joyce thought she was horny she didn't know the meaning of the word. Betty was positively on fire from the events of the evening so far. She heard Madge talking softly in the other room and remembered what Sally had told her about Madge and Nancy's little set to. That would be perfect if Madge flayed Nancy's ass for them later she thought, I wonder if she brought a whip. Hmm I do have a short crop somewhere around here that might do nicely.
"Well now, purty lady I don't ride often but when I do ride they know they been ridden," she replied to the obvious come on from Joyce. She shifted her feet and came away from the wall, noticing that her cunt was flowing and about to burst into flames.
Helen withdrew from Carrie's still open mouth and retracting her tongue she looked around the room. Betty was herding Joyce to the empty space on the other sofa, next to where Sally had Janet's blouse half off. Betty had a possessive hand on Joyce's buttock and Joyce was not complaining.
Helen rubbed Carries clit tenderly. She is such a slut she thought, just like her mom. No she corrected that wasn't fair. Nancy was a born slave who is not complete as a free woman. She needs a master like a dog needs a loving owner. Carrie was no slave and would have various kinds of relationships she thought. She probably was Todd's equal, taking as well as she gave. But between them, Helen knew she was the top. No question there she concluded as she applied pressure, eliciting a moan of erotic pleasure from her pet.
The movie was actually pretty good and at times, the horny women actually looked up and laughed as Rex jabbed at Nancy's cunt, sometimes hitting and penetrating her asshole. "God, that Rex doesn't care what hole he hits with that thing," an excited Janet exclaimed before submitting again to Sally's nipple pinching fingers.
Betty suddenly broke away from Joyce's wet kiss as the expected was actually happening. Coming into the room at the end of a leash was Nancy, followed of course by Madge who had stripped to her leather bra and briefs and her ever present high heeled boots and short business like matching gloves.
"STOP," shouted Madge. As she yanked harshly on the lease almost choking poor Nancy, her command was almost unnecessary. Rhetorical really. Nancy stood naked before them. She did wear her pink dog collar with matching pink cowgirl boots. Rex's cum still draining down her legs from both ass and pussy, she was a sight that evoked all the roman orgy feeling that all were feeling that night. Madge sported a doubled over wide leather belt in her other gloved hand. Resourceful thought Betty, she need not search for her whip she concluded as she grabbed the remote and stopped the fucking dog in mid-stroke, leaving a picture on the screen of Nancy's face contorted in pain from the large dog's iron-hard piston.
They all uncurled from each others' embrace to catch this latest episode from Betty's theatre of the absurd and erotic. They maintained contact, a hand on a boob, a tongue caressing a nipple, teeth nibbling an ear lobe. They were determined not to miss Madge who was famous as the ageing but still dangerous domme from the neighborhood, but also not to give up what they had achieved with their partners in sexual thrall.
"Ladies, I know you are busy entertaining yourselves but since we have all seen this bitch submit to Rex in person so I would like to show you some other tricks I have taught her. She really is a fairly intelligent bitch, for a dog.
They all laughed, even Carrie. At first she was just a tad uncomfortable. She hoped the women did not associate her with this pathetic creature who she was biologically connected to. Her fears were allayed by Sally, good old Sally who interrupted the proceeding, "Hey all you broads, I think we should all thank Carrie and of course Helen for allowing us to play with their bitch and slut mother. I mean Nancy is theirs and it is only by their generosity that we are allowed the pleasure of seeing this slut perform for our pleasure and enjoyment." At that the room broke out in applause.
Nancy looked over at Carrie with sad puppy dog eyes, but only for a moment as the ever vigilant Madge gave a sharp short tug on the leash and Nancy jerked her face up and looked straight ahead with a smile on her face. Madge was careful to counsel and advise Nancy that she was to appear to enjoy and crave any and all punishment that she received tonight, or suffer the consequences. Those consequences would be meted out next week when Madge had booked a session with Sally to see Nancy again. The fear Madge generated in Nancy from their one terrifying meeting was more than enough to ensure that Nancy would be faking orgasms tonight as these rank amateurs lit into her. The alternative was just too much to consider.
"My slave has begged my, actually begged me to give her a spanking," Madge went on. "Isn't that right, cunt?" Madge punctuated this question with a moderate crack on Nancy's ass with the belt.
"OWWww!!, Yes Mistress. I begged you Mistress Anderson. I need to feel the sting of your whip on my ass Mistress," Nancy rambled on, now on her knees and begging. She felt the eyes of her daughter and her Mistress Miss Helen as well as her ex-friends and neighbors, on her as she played the roll of a pathetic, masochistic, slut. Her eyes flitted about the room and back to the older domme standing over her. She wanted to shut out the sight of half dressed women, in each other's arms watching the tableau with bemused excitement. She wanted to but could not. She saw her once best pal Janet look at her with sad contempt as Sally attacked her nipples with abandon and Helen and Carrie embracing just looked at her with expressionless eyes, waiting for what was obviously coming and Betty who was getting her cunt sucked by Joyce looking more excited and predatory than ever as her enemy was going to get a big can of whupp ass opened on her soon. She looked up at the whip lady and pleaded silently with her to be gentle but she expected that was not to be as she knealt and waited for her cues. Madge was in charge here and all knew the game would unfold as she wished.
Madge enjoyed being on stage so to speak and paraded Nancy around the large living room of the Franks' home, occasionally lashing out and catching Nancy's large fleshy ass with her belt and causing her to yelp and try to move away. Because Madge maintained her hold on the leash there was no moving away for Nancy. Finally she maneuvered her victim to the center of the room and tied the leash off to the bottom of a leg on Betty's baby grand piano, a present from a deceased Aunt. Nancy at first started to kneel when Madge forced her head almost to the floor, but a prod in her cunt with her fist soon dissuaded her from that and she stood there bent at the waist, her feet slightly apart. It was very uncomfortable but Madge directed her every movement and Nancy's comfort was not a consideration. Soon Madge had some cords running from Nancy's wrists, down her back, crisscrossing and tight tautly to her ankles so that her leash was pulled as tight as possible without chocking her. Her legs trembled with both fear and the effect of being tied so tightly and force to lock her legs so as not to collapse. It also forced her ass up and presented a tempting target. Madge was walking around Nancy, her chest heaving with excitement as she trailed a gloved hand down the slut's buttock and through the crack of her ass. She slapped the belt against Nancy's thigh, "All right who wants to go first. I am not going to do all the work tonight with all you young bitches sitting there on your asses!" Madge spoke with a smirk plastered on her rather plain features. She usually went out sans makeup, preferring the more manly appearance.
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