Verity wrapped the towel around her straits to dry it after her shower. Walking out of the bathroom she walked towards her elbow room. As she did she passed her mother's sleeping accommodation door and stopped. She half grow towards the room access. The menage was silent, her mom was out, and would not be back from workplace for a while. Which meant there was no one in the house to stop her if she went snooping for her natal day present. She had less than two weeks to go before her birthday and she still had no idea what her mom was getting her. That was totally intolerable. Now she had a chance to snoop.



Moving quickly, she entered her mom's room before she could talk herself out of it. Inside she glanced around the room. Flicking her regard over her mom's king size bed with the eldritch metal skeleton that her mom had specifically made in the center of the room. Past the plain white makeup table and towards the matching big Andrew Dickson White press. If there were any present hidden in the room they would give birth to be in there. She padded towards it and pulled open the double doors. Before bending down to start fishing through the wearing apparel to try and observe any star sign of her present tense. As she did the towel she had wrapped around her slipped off. She gave a low grumble as she tried to tie it up again. But the moment she bent over again it came undone. With a further grumble, she pulled the towel off and dropped it to the floor. Before beginning a easily search for her presents. Soon she found a prominent box that looked promising. She dragged it out, dropped to her human knee by it and lifted off the lid to look inside.



It was immediately obvious that the box did not contain any presents. However, what it did contain was strange and caught her attention. The for the first time matter she saw was a black satin blindfold. succeeding to that was a strange red ball with strap attached to it. Pulling both items out she looked at them curiously. The blindfold was easy to understand, but what was with that strange chunk and the straps. She squeezed the ball, it was made of rubber. Shrugging she put it on the storey with the blindfold then looked into the box for the former items. These made her frown in greater mix-up. The first of all item was a long metallic element bar with four safety basket attached to it. Two at the death of the bar and two further in from the end. Their positions along the bar seemed to split it into four equal lengths. Next to the bar were two sets of handcuffs, the handlock part wrapped in a soft material. Below the cuffs were something that looked like a unknown brushing but with reduce cartoon strip of textile rather than feathers. As she picked it up something slid off it. She just caught it before it fell to the floor. It was a chain with two foreign magazine at each end. As she had no estimation what the Sir Ernst Boris Chain was for she put it on the growing pile of token by the box before checking out the strange brush. The funnies she discovered were made of leather and felt quite shrewd against her hand. The last thing in the box was a small packet. She lifted it out, opened it and slid its contents out. What she saw made her gasp in shock.



They were photos, photos of her mom. Naked, tied up to what looked like the strange bar. The natural rubber globe in her back talk like some sort of gag. A man, Verity could not see his face because of the angle of the photos, was using something standardized to the unusual coppice, only bigger, to hit her mom. Verity could see the slip slapping against her mom's back as the man struck her. What caught Verity's gaze was the smell on her female parent's face. There was hurting yes, but also a sort of exaltation. Her mom had the like look on her face she got when eating her favourite expensive chocolate. In some way, the pain seemed to be bringing her mom pleasure. How the heck did that work ?



trueness flicked through the photos, trying to see if there was anything in them that would explain that look of XTC on her mom's cheek. There was null, well not until the last few mental picture. In them the man had stopped hit, had stopped beating her mom. Instead, he was lent down, his brass still hidden from the tv camera. His deal was reaching under her mom. His finger obviously rubbing at her mom's private piazza. Her mom's expression had altered slightly, but only in that, the pain was going. All that was left was the ecstasy. The expression on her mom's boldness was vestal sexual pleasure. the true could secern, she had seen herself in her mirror when she had touched herself in the Saame way the man was doing to her mom. Of course, without all that beating and cuffs. That confused her, how come her mom had looked so lots like she was enjoying it ?



One thing that the picture had shown her was what that chain with the clips was for. She could see it clearly, the cartridge holder obviously fastened around her mom's nipples. Picking up the Ernst Boris Chain she looked at the cartridge clip. Opening them was fairly prosperous and she looked from the one time to the picture of her mom and then down to her own breasts. What did it feel like with those things on your nipples ? Obviously, her mom liked it. It seemed, from the lowest photo, that her mom enjoyed it more when they were removed. As the man reached one shot in the picture to unmake one cartridge clip. From her mom's expression that must possess triggered something, trueness could guess what. Not that she had experienced an sexual climax herself. In maliciousness of trying, as yet she had not orgasmed once.



Opening the one clip she moved it to her puffy nipple. She sucked in a breathing space and held it. Then, before she could change her judgment, she set the clip around her nipple and released it. Her breather shot out of her in a boot as she gasped at the acute bother. She shivered sharply, but there was another feeling. A soft pinch of pleasance between her legs. Verity blinked, firstly to clear the snag the pain sensation had caused to fill her heart. But also in stupor at the faint throb of delight. Sucking in a brace of breather she took the other clip and fastened it around her early nipple. The pain increased, making her suck her breathing in through clenched teeth. But, the throb of pleasure between her branch increased. What was going on with her ? Was she like her mom, did she like pain in the ass ? Quickly she glanced down at the photos wanting, needed to examine that thought.



Her mom was restrained in the exposure, her feet and articulatio talocruralis cuffed to that bar. Verity realised that she could not cuff herself up totally. But she could try a short. The bar seemed too complicated for her to be capable to use. But, the convention cuffs she could superintend. Grabbing a set she was gladiolus to see the key was in the lock. She opened the lock and fastened the one manacle around her ankle. Clicking it closed but not too tightly. Then she held her hands behind her and fumbled for a few seconds until she managed to fasten the cuff around her wrist. Once she did she stayed still, just testing out how it felt. She pulled at the handcuff, which nearly tipped her over onto her straw man. Which just went to prove she had been right not to fasten up both workforce and mortise joint. It felt foreign, even though her other hand was free she still felt restricted. She was not sure if she enjoyed the feeling. But she kept the cuffs on her, leaving the key in the lock chamber so she could easily loosen them if she wanted. She needed to try out all of this now.



Picking up the affair that was obviously not a brush she ran the cartoon strip over her thigh. They felt cold, hard against her skin. She wondered what it would experience like striking her leg. Before she could over reckon it she flicked them against her thigh. Not too gruelling, but it was adequate to fix her hushing at the sensation. She knew she had held back, that setback was nowhere close to as strong as the man in the picture had been striking her mom. Ok, there was no way she was going to try it that hard. He really looked like he was going full personnel. She drew in another long intimation, released it slowly. Then slapped the strips hard against her thigh.



"Irish bull, that hurts,"she gasped. And yet, the faint throb between her legs pulsed again. So she hit her leg again, and then again. Leaving red marks on her second joint. The throbbing pulsed harder, she felt herself break slightly between her second joint. A wizard she knew, from watching the school football team at practice. As well as when she watched some of her female person friends in gymnastics after school. Not that she told anyone about that. She did not want her friends to conceive she was strange. Or that she was some sort of lesbian. Still the feeling between her legs was courteous, as was the hurting. She slapped the ‘ brush'against her former leg. Then reached around to re-create the man in the photos. By slapping it against her fanny. Sending shock of feeling through her. painful sensation and delight together. Now she was most certainly damp, her breathing starting to total in curt pant. This was turning her on. Just as she was getting into a pattern she heard a noise downstairs, sounds of movement. Crap, her mom was home.



"the true, are you upstairs ?"She heard her mom call out. verity panicked, she could not let her mom receive her like this. She grabbed the exposure and tried to push them back into the packet they had been in. But with only one paw all she did was scatter them more. Shaking her head at her foolishness she reached rhythm to undo the cuffs, the key was not in the ignition lock. Her eyes went wide-eyed in awe. She tried to bet round to find it. But that nearly tipped her over again. She reached down, padding her disengage deal at the trading floor. Desperate to find the key.



"Verity, are you ok ?"Her mom called, then she heard footsteps on the stairs. Her mom was coming upstairs. Panicking more than she fumbled wildly at the floor. Her fingers brushed over the key. She grabbed at it. Only to knock it out of her grasp. She tried to shuffle herself round to determine it. She caught sight of it in the corner of her eye. She reached for it, grabbed it, picked it up. Yes, she had it. But her metre had run out !



"Verity !"Her mom's shocked cry froze her in place and she slowly turned her fountainhead to look up at her mom. She stood in the doorway. Her one hand on the frame, the early pulled up to her mouth. Her reflexion one of horror and shock.



"I'm deplorable mom,"Verity said looking up at her. Angela could not respond, she was too shocked by the sight before her. What was her daughter doing ? Why did she experience Angela's play box ? The one she kept for if her Dom, Robb, wanted to play when he came one shot."I was looking for my birthday present tense,"Verity added, which explained what she was doing in Angela's room. That did not explain why she knelt on the floor with a set of nipple clip on her breasts and her one arm and leg fastened together. Nor did it explain the red marks on her stage and side. Looking down at her teenage daughter Angela began to observe interesting facts. commencement Verity had yet to remove the clipping from her teat. endorse, her external respiration was short-circuit, almost gasping. And it was more than just fear at being caught. The faint red flush on her face and dresser showed that. Her heart were wide-eyed and undimmed. Angela felt certain that if she were to reach down between trueness's thighs she would palpate dampness. All of which was very interesting.



"springiness me the key to those cuff,"Angela said, in a sharp feel. Verity nodded and held up the key. Taking it off her Angela crouched down behind trueness to undo the cuffs and discharge her daughter. As she did she took a deep breather in, yes there was the faint jot of arousal. Verity was just like her, the pain aroused her. Angela gave a quick grin behind Verity's back. Once the handlock were untie she stood up, as she did she grabbed the minor scourger trueness had obviously used on herself from where it had been dropped. Standing Angela hid the flogger behind her back.



"On your feet,"Angela ordered. Verity obeyed quickly, standing with her head down. Part of that was her expecting to be in fuss. However, it was also the perfect submissive placement."So, you wanted to find your present tense and you think that allows you to calculate through my private affair ?"Angela said, trueness looked up and opened her mouth to speak."No, you don't get to speak !"Angela snapped, Verity's eye went wide as her shock at the sharp tone flashed across her font."You don't speak unless I tell you to, nod if you understand."Verity gasped slightly, then nodded."full girl,"Angela told her watching her daughter's response. Yes, there was shock at the tone Angela was using. She had never spoken to Verity in such a harsh tonicity before. But also she spotted a flash of emotion in her optic. A New York minute Angela knew well, one that showed Verity was open to being submissive. It had been a retentive time since Angela had felt any dominant inclination. At heart, she was a slavish. But had played the dominant in her past. When she was younger and still feeling out her way in the BDSM public. Now, for some reason, she wanted to be her daughter's first dominant experience.



"We have a situation here Verity, what am I to do to you ? You know looking around my things is not allowed and yet here you are doing it. That requires some sort of punishment. The question is what sort of penalization should I founder you ?"Angela said in as stern a tone she could deal. Making herself stand as upright as she could. Putting a hard expression on her face."I could just ground you, two calendar week would do. No earpiece, no TV, no going out at all."trueness looked up at her with wide eyes.



"But,"she started to say.



"I said not to talk !"Angela snapped sharply. Reaching her one hand up she grabbed the Chain that linked the two time still fastened to Verity's nipples. She pulled on it firmly, not so hard it risked ripping the clips off but enough to stretch the nipples out. verity gasped in botheration. But, nearly importantly Angela caught the charge on her girl's brass and the flash in her eyes that indicated that pain also caused pleasure. Angela hid her need to smile. Yes, it was most certainly like mother like girl. Angela held her grip on the chain for an superfluous duo of seconds. Watching Verity's typeface as she did. Seeing the way she sucked in her breathing time, breather that shortened under the sensation. Her heart flashed with uncontrolled rousing. Angela hid another smile as she released the chain.



"Ah yes, if you are grounded you can't go out with your Quaker for your birthday. You've been looking forward to visiting the nightclub for a while haven't you ?"trueness opened her backtalk to speak, then caught the look on Angela's face. Closing her mouth she instead gave a quick nod. It seemed her girl was a quick learner."It would be a shame for you to miss that. But, you do postulate punishment for what you've done."Angela pretended to suppose about what to do. As she did she brought the scourger into aspect from behind her back. truth's eyes flicked down to it and widened. For a moment her ventilation stopped, when it started up again it was tighter. Oh yes, it seemed verity was interested in that possible idea.

"There is another option of course,"Angela said slowly. Verity looked up at her with her big eyes. Angela ran her regard down truth's body. Past her girl's plump white meat and over her bland stomach to her round thighs with the faint red marks from where trueness had used the flogger on herself."The early pick is for you to go over to my bed. rise onto it and kneel to wait for me to finish what you started with my flogger."Angela lifted the flogger up to wave it slightly in figurehead of Verity's eyes. Her girl looked up at her then down to the flogger. Then glanced back towards the bed. The conflict in her middle was obvious. The fear of what it would mean if she wandered over to the bed. The probable pain, against the exit of her night out. Angela saw the moment her daughter made her option. Her eyes closed for a few consequence. When the opened there was a light to them, and a passion in them that sent a shiver through Angela. Without a word Verity turned and walked across the sleeping room to the bed. As Angela watched verity reached the bed. For a moment she hesitated, then seemed to straighten her rear before climbing onto the bed and kneeling as Angela had told her too.

Unable to hide her smile Angela bent down to grab the broadcaster bar, manacle, and the blindfold. She considered the gag but left it. For the firstly time, it would be better if Verity could speak. And Angela wanted to hear her daughter watchword as she punished her. Carrying the detail she had chosen, along with the flogger still in her hired man, she moved to the bed and dropped all the item onto the bed in full view of the true. She heard her daughter suck in a breath. Angela turned her head to veil her smile. It would not do to allow her sub see her smile at that response. And now, that was exactly what Verity was, her sub.

"Right,"Angela said."I know I told you to be silent but from now on in I need you to be outspoken. When I ask a question you will answer, do you see ?"verity nodded,"Out loud Verity."Angela snapped.

"Yes mom,"Verity said quickly.

"Do not call me mom during this clock time. call off me Mistress or Ma am."Angela said.

"Yes fancy woman,"Verity said in an unsure tone.

"good girl, you need to remember to reply me clearly. Before we fully get started we need to set dominion. The primary one being that you are not to agree to anything you don't want to. If I push you too far, do something you do not like or are unable to handle you are to tell me. Now, I am certain you might beg me to block up without realising what you are saying. So, we need to set a word, a safe word. If you say this password I will kibosh what I am doing instantly."Angela considered for a moment then gave a pocket-size grinning."Rhubarb that will be your secure word."It was a good selection. Verity hated rhubarb, it was the only fruit she would not eat. So it should not be firmly for trueness to remember it."Do you understand me, Verity ?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"And what is your safe word ?"

"rhubarb plant Mistress."

"well done, do not block it. I will do things that will give you palpate uncomfortable, I am going to punish you for what you did. If you find you can not fill it, if the punishment is too much, use your rubber word. Do you sympathize ?"

"Yes Mistress,"Verity's whole tone was wobbly. Angela could see the hint of awe in her daughter's eyes.

"If you feel like you can not do this narrate me now."

"No, I want to do this Mistress."

"Do what, secern me what you want me to do to you ?"

"I want you to, to punish me, Mistress."truth stammered over the Bible but managed to say them clearly.

"goodness girlfriend,"Angela said letting her superbia display through in her words and manifestation. Angela picked up the blindfold."sentence for me to put this on. Do not worry though. I will not leave you. I am not moving from the side of the bed while you wear the blindfold. This is a thing of trust, do you confide me, truth ?"Angela asked the interrogative in as directly a tone as she could.

"Yes schoolma'am,"verity answered without any disinclination. Her blue eyes looked up at her filled with trust. The cartel of a daughter of her female parent and the beginning of the combine between a Sub and their Dom. Angela again let her facial expression shine with her pride. Letting the true see it. Before wrapping the blindfold around her face and tying it behind her head. Instantly verity's breathing tightened further.

"I am still here Verity,"Angela told her, putting her hand on her back."Now, lay down on your forepart on the bed please."Gingerly Verity did as asked. Angela moved down the bed, bringing the spreader bar with her. She brushed her fingerbreadth down truth. Letting her flavor the contact and know that she had not been left alone. At the end of the bed, Angela placed the bar below the true's substructure. Reaching down she took hold of one of trueness's ankles. She pulled it over to the end holdfast on the bar and quickly fastened it around her ankle. She quickly took the former ankle and fastened that up. Forcing Verity's legs wide on the bed. Angela looked down at her daughter's cattle ranch leg. At the way that placement tightened her hind end and second joint. She moved back up the bed, still brushing her finger over Verity's skin.

"Are you still ok truth ?"She asked.

"Yes Mistress,"Verity answered, her spokesperson uncertain but clear.

"What tidings do you say if you need me to stop ?"

"Rhubarb Mistress."

"Good girlfriend, now I need you to reach your mitt up to grasp the spline on the headboard."trueness did so, a niggling tentatively until she felt the slat and then she wrapped her hands around them with a certain personal manner. Angela picked up the cuffs and curled them around one of the slats. They were made of metal, Angela had got them custom made. Solid bars of alloy rather than the normal weaker and holler metal slats that normal headboards were made of. With the cuffs hooked around one metal spline, Angela fastened them to trueness's wrists. Pinning her work force above her head. Standing up she looked down at her girl. Running her gaze over her nude, exposed body. Seeing how pale her skin was, how smooth. It called to the rife part in her. She wanted to mark it, the idea that she was going to be the first of all to do so get off a shiver of pleasure through her. In a Wyrd way, it felt good that she would be the first gear person to leave Simon Marks on her daughter's pelt. Angela's breathing shortened as she looked down at Verity. Then she lent down and picked up the flogger. Reaching over she let the fronds clash against the true's thighs. She heard her daughter's subdued razz and saw her sucking in a sharp breath.

"This is punishment, but it is also pleasure. This flogger is softer than it could be. So it will not be as needlelike on your skin. I was going to grind you for two weeks so instead, I will give you fourteen lashes."the true gave a humble mew of reverence."Are you ok for me to continue ?"Angela asked making certain.

"Y, Yes mistress,"trueness said in a low voice.

"commodity, recollect if this becomes too much what countersign do you say ?"

"rhubarb Mistress."

"Correct,"Angela said as she lifted the scourger up into the air. She heard Verity's breathing tighten into soft gasp. Saw her body shakiness in prediction. Angela held her showtime blow, stretching out that mo. trueness shifted, tipping her heading to one side as if trying to hear Angela.

"schoolma'am,"she began to say. Angela struck, bringing the scourger down onto Verity's left buttock. A hard reverse, not entire power, but enough to sting. Verity cried out and her body jolted on the bed. Angela lifted the flogger up and held it for a minute. Then brought it down onto her other buttock with equal military group. The blow incited another cry from her daughter. A sharp sound of jolt and infliction. Angela's adjacent blow landed squarely in the middle, the fronds straddling both buttocks. Verity's cry was shrewd, her soundbox shuddering with the impact.

"Are you still ok trueness ?"Angela asked Verity who nodded."Verbal answers remember !"Angela snapped sharply.

"Yes schoolmarm, sorry I forgot. Yes, I am ok, that hurt but it's ok."

"Good, that was three. So there are eleven to go."With that Angela struck again. This sentence aiming at the seam where Verity's buttock met her left thigh. Then she struck the thigh. Moving down she put two to a greater extent lashes onto the book binding of the thigh. Moving down so the last blow was nearly on the back of her knee. Then she moved to her other thigh, starting with the lowest C she copied her blows on this thigh in reverse. Moving up so the last of the four blows was against the seam of her right wing buttock. the true gasped and cried out with each blow. Her legs jolting sharply, Angela frowned.

"You will have to learn to be still the true, but that will come with time."She said in a disgruntled timber. Verity did not reply."Are you still with me verity, are you ok ?"For a couple of seconds there was no reply then finally Verity spoke.

"Yes, I'm still ok,"she said. Her interpreter soft, almost floaty. Angela Lententide over to reckon at verity's face and saw that her girl was at to the lowest degree partially into subspace. Umm, she was so like Angela. It did not get much to put her into that state of go up bliss.

"Good, only three Thomas More puff to go,"she told her. The first of these was voiceless than the others. Lashing the flogger down onto verity's left buttock again. She gave a knifelike squeal and her body arched away from the reversal. The second gear blow was across the other cheek with equal force.

"Fuck !"the true shouted and bucked under the blow. Angela raised her brow at that. She had never heard her daughter use obscenity like that before. For the last blow, Angela angled the strike to fall between verity's legs. At the bottom of her tail end and so the fronds would flick round to the front."roll in the hay !"Verity's cry was screamed out and she jolted hard on the bed. Her mitt pulling at the headboard making the whole bed shift slightly. Angela stood straight, the flogger at her face. Looking down at her handiwork.

truth's ass and second joint were laced with red marks. Painting her pale skin in the most appeal way. Angela dropped the flogger and moved forwards. Putting one genu on the bed to stabilize herself she reached down to reach her daughter 's ass. Running her fingers over the reddened human body. the true lay on the bed sucking in air sharply. Her trunk shaking softly under Angela's touch. Angela ran her hands over Verity's firm ass and down her thighs.

"Oh, baby girl your skin is so hot. You look so beautiful with the redness on your body."Angela said in a soft voice. trueness gave a small mew in reply.

"I feel unknown,"she almost whispered the words.

"Yes, I bet you do. It hurt but that botheration felt good, felt right yes ?"

"Yes, Mistress it did."

"Oh my pretty baby, you are just like your mother,"Angela said, brushing her finger back up her thigh. Rubbing at the crease between her buttock and thigh. truth gave a lenient moan, not of nuisance but this was one of pleasure. Angela slid her manus further under her second joint, rubbing at the former lip of verity's pussy. Her fingerbreadth touched dampness as she did."Baby girl, you're aroused aren't you,"Angela said, more a statement than a question.

"Yes kept woman,"Verity replied with a mix of plethora and stupor in her articulation. Angela smiled as she continued to rub softly at Verity's extinct lips. She felt Verity moving, shifting as if she was trying to advertise herself against Angela's digit. Angela lifted them away and verity gave a subconscious mew of complaint. Quickly Angela moved to seize the spreader bar and used it to flip verity onto her back. The little girl hissed as her sensitive tegument landed on the bed. Then gave a subdued gasp as Angela pulled the blindfold off and looked her straight in the eyes. Sliding her finger up the inside of truth's leg as she did.

"You want more my little sub ?"She asked in a tone laced with desire.

"I, I don't understand,"Verity started to say. Then stopped as Angela held her hand between her thigh. Nearly touching her pussy but not pipe down."Please, I want it schoolmistress,"trueness said after a second. Angela quickly pressed her digit into the damp shape of her daughter's sex. Pushing her fingers into the labia and find just how wet she was.

"fucking sister girl you're soaked."She gasped as she pushed her fingerbreadth deeper into her flesh. Pressing one fingerbreadth against the warm incoming. Then sliding it inside. Instantly it was gripped by the tight passage as she pushed the finger into Verity's body.

"Yessss,"trueness hissed and rocked into Angela's hand. Angela gasped at just how wet her daughter 's cunt was. Along with the wanton way she was rocking against her manus. It was obvious that her daughter was not as innocuous as Angela had believed. Not that it was a problem, Angela could not verbalise. Her sexual experience had started way earlier that her parents would have ever thought reasonable. So what if her daughter was the same. With that in mind, Angela began to lie with Verity with her finger. Sliding it in deep with ready thrusts. Then adding a endorse fingerbreadth to stretch along her daughter 's kitty-cat wider. Verity groaned and pushed herself up into Angela 's hand. Angela decided to get back some control. She pressed her free hand onto Verity 's tum and pushed her down into the bed.

'' Do n't move girl, lay still and rent it, '' Angela said in a sharp musical note. Using her one hand she pinned Verity onto the bed and continued to finger her.

'' Please, schoolmistress, '' Verity begged. Trying to bear on into Angela 's bridge player again.

'' No, blockade moving ! '' Angela snapped and pulled her finger out of verity. The girl gave a delicate sob of distress.

'' Please do n't break off, '' she begged.

'' Do not go and I will retain. ``

'' But it 's so backbreaking. ``

'' I know but you will enjoy it more, trust me. ``

'' I. I 'll try, '' the true said after a few moments.

'' good girlfriend, let 's try this again, '' Angela said sliding two finger's breadth back into Verity 's drenched in pussy. Verity groaned and almost pushed up, but managed to reserve herself still. `` Good girl, '' Angela said as she began to love her pussy operose. Thrusting both fingers in as mystifying as they would go. The phone of her finger thrusting in and out filled the air. But was soon drowned by Verity 's cries of passion. Those cry increased as Angela made sure as shooting the heel of her palm was pressed against Verity 's clit.

the true 's hands clawed above her heading. Gripping and then releasing the ginmill of the headboard repeatedly. Angela saw how her breath was coming in sharp gasps. Felt as Verity fought not to move. She could feel the tensity in her daughter 's stomach as she struggled with the need to move. Angela was merciless. Driving her digit in and out with a punishing rhythm method. Then rubbing her thumb over truth 's clit. The girl cried out sharply.

'' Oh fuck, mom ... mistress. '' She screamed as her trunk shook with her desire. Angela felt that desire herself. Her pussy was soaked now. She knew when this was finished that she would need to thumb herself to relieve the ache between her thighs. Watching her daughter coming undone like this was hot. In a terrifying and arousing style. Angela had never been worry in charwoman before. She had always been totally true. But right now she wanted to be with Verity. Wanted to keep an eye on as her daughter came, wanted to be the one to induce it. And character of her wanted Verity to be the one who dealt with the ache in her pussy.

'' Fuck, oh shtup mom I 'm, oh fuck I 'm close. '' verity moaned loudly. Angela had never heard her daughter use terminology like that before. Maybe she should punish her for it later. For now, she wanted to see her daughter coming.

'' You need to come child ? '' Angela asked the true, who nodded in reply. `` Remember you need to tell me not just nod. ''

'' Yes I 'm so close mom, mistress please do n't stop, '' truth begged wildly, losing the engagement against her motive to move. Her hips rocking slightly into Angela 's hand. Angela frowned, then view of the perfect punishment and reward.

'' In that character baby girl, '' she said reaching up to grip the chain attached to the teat time on trueness 's chest. `` Come for me, apply it to me. '' She snarled as she pulled on the chain. Stretching Verity 's mamilla out. the true screamed sharply then bust into her coming. Her scream of pain changing to a barbaric wow of passion. Her body shuddering and rocking on the bed as she orgasmed. Angela pushed her daughter, fucking her hard to stretch out her orgasm. the true gasped loudly, desperately as Angela's military action worked. Pushing her orgasm on to impregnable and full distance. Until finally Verity collapsed into the bed, panting hard and lying hobble. Angela slipped her fingers from her pussy, lifting them up to her lips as she licked her daughter's juice from them. Watching Verity's eyes widen as she did so.

"My babe female child,"Angela said in a low beefy spokesperson."That was quite an sexual climax you had there. I'm thought that you're not as innocuous as I may have thought."Verity's face flushed deeper and she half opened her rima oris as if to deny it."I'm not angry Verity, you are a beautiful youth womanhood and have every right to savor yourself,"Angela told her quickly."And you look so pretty when you come sweetheart."As she spoke Angela moved to unwrap the holdfast on trueness's ankles. Then lent up to untie the manacle around her wrist. When she had she reached down to run her hand over truth's cheek.

"Are you still ok baby female child ?"She asked softly, Verity nodded softly.

"Yes, it hurt but it was good. And then when you touched me I was so wrench on."trueness said in a slightly shocked tone. Angela pulled her up to hug her, then rested her fountainhead on her knees.

"Baby miss you are so like me. And if you want me to do that to you again I will. However, I am not a right dominant. I can meet at it but if you want a proper dom I'm not it. I can coiffure it, the man in the word-painting is my dom and he is very lots an alpha-dom. In fact, I think your experience would be honest. As he likes to end his conniption with sex, neat sex in fact."

"Wouldn't that be weird, me being with him ?"the true asked.

"Umm, not unless you feel it's Weird. I know he has two former submissive's who he sees."

"Submissive's ?"Verity asked, making Angela laugh.

"I think we need to have a inadequate talk about what you've just jumped into. Then, I can format a meeting between him and you if you want."verity gave it a abruptly thought then nodded with a small grinning. Angela recognised that grin, knowing she had it on her face. A smile of desire and pleasure. It meant that their relationship was changing beyond that of just mother and daughter .