trueness wrapped the towel around her headway to dry it after her shower. Walking out of the can she walked towards her room. As she did she passed her mother's sleeping accommodation room access and stopped. She half bend towards the door. The house was still, her mom was out, and would not be back from work for a spell. Which meant there was no one in the house to stop her if she went snooping for her birthday 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 hazard to snoop.



Moving quickly, she entered her mom's elbow room before she could let the cat out of the bag herself out of it. Inside she glanced around the room. Flicking her gaze over her mom's king size of it bed with the weird metal frame that her mom had specifically made in the centre of the room. Past the plain white make-up table and towards the matching large ovalbumin wardrobe. If there were any presents hidden in the elbow room they would have to be in there. She padded towards it and pulled open the duplicate threshold. Before bending down to start fishing through the wearing apparel to try and find any sign of her presents. As she did the towel she had wrapped around her slipped off. She gave a low rumbling as she tried to tie it up again. But the mo she bent over again it came undone. With a further grumble, she pulled the towel off and dropped it to the storey. Before beginning a better hunt for her nowadays. Soon she found a large box that looked promising. She dragged it out, dropped to her genu by it and lifted off the lid to wait inside.



It was immediately obvious that the box did not hold in any presents. However, what it did contain was foreign and caught her attention. The first thing she saw was a black satin blindfold. following to that was a strange red ball with straps attached to it. Pulling both item out she looked at them curiously. The blindfold was wanton to empathize, but what was with that strange lump and the shoulder strap. She squeezed the ball, it was made of rubber. Shrugging she put it on the floor with the blindfold then looked into the box for the other particular. These made her frown in greater confusedness. The number one item was a long metal bar with four rubber hoops attached to it. Two at the closing of the bar and two further in from the end. Their positions along the bar seemed to split it into four adequate length. future to the bar were two lot of handcuffs, the whomp part wrapped in a soft material. Below the manacle were something that looked like a strange brush but with lose weight strips of fabric 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 strange magazine at each end. As she had no idea what the chain was for she put it on the growing deal of items by the box before checking out the unknown brushwood. The slip she discovered were made of leather and felt quite penetrating against her hand. The live matter in the box was a diminished packet. She lifted it out, opened it and slid its table of 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 gumshoe clump in her backtalk like some kind of gag. A man, verity could not see his face because of the angle of the pic, was using something exchangeable to the unusual skirmish, only bigger, to hit her mom. Verity could see the strips slapping against her mom's back as the man struck her. What caught the true's regard was the face on her mother's boldness. There was annoyance yes, but also a sort of ecstasy. Her mom had the same look on her face she got when eating her favourite expensive chocolate. In some way, the pain seemed to be bringing her mom joy. How the heck did that oeuvre ?



Verity flicked through the photos, trying to see if there was anything in them that would explain that spirit of exaltation on her mom's fount. There was cipher, well not until the last few pictures. In them the man had stopped hitting, had stopped beating her mom. Instead, he was lent down, his human face still hidden from the photographic camera. His hand was reaching under her mom. His fingers obviously rubbing at her mom's private place. Her mom's expression had altered slightly, but only in that, the pain was going. All that was left was the ecstasy. The reflexion on her mom's human face was pure sexual joy. the true could tell, she had seen herself in her mirror when she had touched herself in the same way the man was doing to her mom. Of course, without all that beating and cuff. That confused her, how occur her mom had looked so much like she was enjoying it ?



One affair that the pic had shown her was what that chain with the cartridge clip was for. She could see it clearly, the time obviously fastened around her mom's nipples. Picking up the chain she looked at the clips. Opening them was fairly well-situated and she looked from the one clip to the photos of her mom and then down to her own breasts. What did it find like with those affair on your teat ? Obviously, her mom liked it. It seemed, from the last photo, that her mom enjoyed it more when they were removed. As the man reached turn in the photo to unwrap one snip. From her mom's face that must give birth triggered something, the true could guess what. Not that she had experienced an orgasm herself. In spite of trying, as yet she had not orgasmed once.



Opening the one clip she moved it to her bouffant nipple. She sucked in a breathing place and held it. Then, before she could convert her thinker, she set the clip around her nipple and released it. Her breath shot out of her in a spate as she gasped at the piercing pain. She shivered sharply, but there was another feeling. A diffuse steer of pleasure between her branch. trueness blinked, firstly to shed light on the rent the pain had caused to replete her eyes. But also in seismic disturbance at the deliquium throb of joy. Sucking in a couple of breaths she took the other snip and fastened it around her other nipple. The nuisance increased, making her suck her breathing in through clenched dentition. But, the pounding of pleasure between her legs increased. What was going on with her ? Was she like her mom, did she wish pain in the neck ? Quickly she glanced down at the picture wanting, needed to quiz that thought.



Her mom was restrained in the photo, her feet and ankles cuffed to that bar. the true realised that she could not handcuff herself up totally. But she could try a little. The bar seemed too complicated for her to be able to use. But, the normal cuffs she could grapple. Grabbing a set she was sword lily to see the key was in the lock. She opened the curl and fastened the one manacle around her ankle. Clicking it closed but not too tightly. Then she held her helping hand behind her and fumbled for a few second base until she managed to fix the cuff around her wrist joint. Once she did she stayed still, just testing out how it felt. She pulled at the handcuff, which nearly tipped her over onto her front. Which just went to prove she had been right not to fasten up both hands and ankles. It felt unusual, even though her former hired hand was free she still felt restricted. She was not for certain if she enjoyed the notion. But she kept the cuffs on her, leaving the key in the lock so she could easily undo them if she wanted. She needed to try out all of this now.



Picking up the thing that was obviously not a brush she ran the strips over her second joint. They felt cold, toilsome against her skin. She wondered what it would feel like striking her leg. Before she could over suppose it she flicked them against her second joint. Not too hard, but it was plenty to work her hiss at the sensation. She knew she had held back, that blow 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 difficult. He really looked like he was going wide-cut force. She drew in another longsighted breathing place, released it slowly. Then slapped the strips hard against her thigh.



"shite, 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 crisscross on her second joint. The throb pulsed harder, she felt herself stifle slightly between her thighs. A sense she knew, from watching the schooling football team at practice. As well as when she watched some of her female admirer in gymnastics after school. Not that she told anyone about that. She did not want her protagonist to think she was unknown. Or that she was some sort of lesbian. Still the feeling between her legs was nice, as was the pain. She slapped the ‘ brush'against her other leg. Then reached around to copy the man in the photos. By slapping it against her tooshie. Sending daze of feeling through her. pain sensation and pleasure together. Now she was most certainly damp, her breathing starting to come in shorter gasp. This was turning her on. Just as she was getting into a pattern she heard a disturbance downstairs, sounds of move. bullshit, her mom was home.



"the true, are you upstairs ?"She heard her mom call out. truth panicked, she could not let her mom rule her like this. She grabbed the photo and tried to agitate them back into the packet they had been in. But with only one bridge player all she did was dust them more. Shaking her head at her stupidity she reached round to undo the manacle, the key was not in the lock. Her centre went spacious in veneration. She tried to look round of drinks to find it. But that nearly tipped her over again. She reached down, padding her justify paw at the floor. Desperate to see the key.



"verity, are you ok ?"Her mom called, then she heard footsteps on the stairs. Her mom was coming upstairs. Panicking Sir Thomas More 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 mix herself round to rule it. She caught survey of it in the recession of her eye. She reached for it, grabbed it, picked it up. Yes, she had it. But her time had run out !



"Verity !"Her mom's shocked cry froze her in home and she slowly turned her head to look up at her mom. She stood in the doorway. Her one paw on the frame, the other pulled up to her mouthpiece. Her expression one of revulsion and shock.



"I'm sorry mom,"trueness said looking up at her. Angela could not reply, she was too shocked by the survey before her. What was her daughter doing ? Why did she have Angela's play box ? The one she kept for if her Dom, Robb, wanted to play when he came round of drinks."I was looking for my birthday presents,"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 clips on her tit and her one arm and leg fastened together. Nor did it explain the red marks on her leg and side. Looking down at her teenage daughter Angela began to note interesting facts. First Verity had yet to off the clips from her tit. Second, her breathing was curt, almost gasping. And it was more than just fear at being caught. The deliquium red flower on her case and chest showed that. Her oculus were wide and bright. Angela felt certain that if she were to get through down between the true's thighs she would feel dampness. All of which was very interesting.



"spring me the key to those cuffs,"Angela said, in a sharp tone. Verity nodded and held up the key. Taking it off her Angela crouched down behind Verity to undo the cuffs and release her girl. As she did she took a cryptic intimation in, yes there was the faint mite of foreplay. Verity was just like her, the pain aroused her. Angela gave a quick smile behind Verity's back. Once the handlock were undone she stood up, as she did she grabbed the small scourger trueness had obviously used on herself from where it had been dropped. Standing Angela hid the flogger behind her back.



"On your groundwork,"Angela ordered. Verity obeyed quickly, standing with her nous down. Part of that was her expecting to be in trouble. However, it was also the complete subservient military position."So, you wanted to find your present and you think that allows you to look through my buck private matter ?"Angela said, Verity looked up and opened her mouth to speak."No, you don't get to speak !"Angela snapped, verity's eye went wide-cut as her daze at the knifelike tone flashed across her face."You don't speak unless I tell you to, nod if you understand."truth gasped slightly, then nodded."trade good daughter,"Angela told her watching her girl's reaction. Yes, there was electric shock at the whole step Angela was using. She had never spoken to Verity in such a harsh tone before. But also she spotted a flashbulb of emotion in her eyes. A flash Angela knew well, one that showed verity was loose to being subservient. It had been a long sentence since Angela had felt any dominant disposition. At heart, she was a subservient. But had played the dominant allele in her past. When she was immature and still feeling out her way in the BDSM man. Now, for some reasonableness, she wanted to be her girl's first predominant experience.



"We have a office 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 kind of punishment should I give you ?"Angela said in as quarter a tone she could manage. Making herself stand as upright as she could. Putting a hard expression on her face."I could just ground you, two weeks would do. No phone, 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 magazine still fastened to verity's teat. She pulled on it firmly, not so intemperate it risked ripping the cartridge clip off but enough to stretch the nipple out. truth gasped in pain. But, almost importantly Angela caught the flush on her girl's impudence 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 daughter. Angela held her clasp on the Ernst Boris Chain for an spare mates of bit. Watching Verity's face as she did. Seeing the way she sucked in her hint, intimation that shortened under the sense datum. Her optic flashed with uncontrolled foreplay. Angela hid another smiling as she released the chain.



"Ah yes, if you are grounded you can't go out with your friends for your natal day. You've been looking forward to visiting the nightclub for a spell haven't you ?"truth opened her mouth to speak, then caught the spirit on Angela's face. Closing her oral fissure she instead gave a warm nod. It seemed her girl was a warm learner."It would be a pity for you to neglect that. But, you do call for punishment for what you've done."Angela pretended to think about what to do. As she did she brought the flogger into view from behind her back. Verity's center flicked down to it and widened. For a moment her breathing stopped, when it started up again it was tighter. Oh yes, it seemed verity was interested in that potential musical theme.

"There is another option of path,"Angela said slowly. Verity looked up at her with her big centre. Angela ran her gaze down trueness's body. Past her girl's plump breasts and over her prostrate stomach to her round thighs with the swoon red scrape from where truth had used the flogger on herself."The other alternative is for you to go over to my bed. Climb onto it and kneel to wait for me to wind up what you started with my flogger."Angela lifted the flogger up to wave it slightly in front of verity's optic. Her daughter looked up at her then down to the flogger. Then glanced back towards the bed. The fight in her eyes was obvious. The veneration of what it would mean if she wandered over to the bed. The probable pain, against the loss of her Night out. Angela saw the moment her daughter made her option. Her middle closed for a few here and now. When the opened there was a brightness to them, and a estrus in them that sent a thrill through Angela. Without a word Verity turned and walked across the bedroom to the bed. As Angela watched verity reached the bed. For a second she hesitated, then seemed to straighten her back before climbing onto the bed and kneeling as Angela had told her too.

Unable to hide her grinning Angela bent down to snaffle the broadcaster bar, cuffs, and the blindfold. She considered the gag but left it. For the low clock time, it would be better if trueness could speak. And Angela wanted to see her girl cry as she punished her. Carrying the particular she had chosen, along with the flogger still in her hand, she moved to the bed and dropped all the items onto the bed in full perspective of trueness. She heard her daughter suck in a breath. Angela turned her drumhead to hide her grinning. It would not do to allow her sub see her smile at that reaction. And now, that was exactly what Verity was, her sub.

"right wing,"Angela said."I know I told you to be tacit but from now on in I need you to be vocal. When I ask a question you will answer, do you understand ?"the true nodded,"Out flash Verity."Angela snapped.

"Yes mom,"Verity said quickly.

"Do not call off me mom during this time. Call me fancy woman or Ma am."Angela said.

"Yes schoolmarm,"truth said in an unsure tone.

"Good girlfriend, you need to remember to resolve 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 enjoin me. Now, I am certain you might beg me to stop without realising what you are saying. So, we need to set a give-and-take, a dependable watchword. If you say this word I will stop what I am doing instantly."Angela considered for a moment then gave a small smile."Rhubarb that will be your safe word."It was a good option. trueness hated rhubarb, it was the only when fruit she would not eat. So it should not be strong for Verity to remember it."Do you understand me, Verity ?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"And what is your condom Good Book ?"

"Rhubarb Mistress."

"Well done, do not forget it. I will do things that will piss you feel uncomfortable, I am going to punish you for what you did. If you find you can not take it, if the penalty is too much, use your condom word. Do you sympathise ?"

"Yes schoolmistress,"the true's pure tone was shivering. Angela could see the hint of fear in her daughter's eye.

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

"No, I want to do this Mistress."

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

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

"commodity young lady,"Angela said letting her pride show through in her words and saying. Angela picked up the blindfold."Time for me to put this on. Do not worry though. I will not leave behind you. I am not moving from the side of meat of the bed while you wear the blindfold. This is a matter of trust, do you trust me, Verity ?"Angela asked the question in as insipid a tone as she could.

"Yes fancy woman,"verity answered without any hesitation. Her blue eyes looked up at her filled with trust. The trust of a girl of her female parent and the beginning of the reliance between a Sub and their Dom. Angela again let her face refulgency with her superbia. Letting truth see it. Before wrapping the blindfold around her nerve and tying it behind her head. Instantly truth's breathing tightened further.

"I am still here Verity,"Angela told her, putting her helping hand on her back."Now, lay down on your battlefront on the bed please."Gingerly trueness did as asked. Angela moved down the bed, bringing the broadcaster bar with her. She brushed her fingerbreadth down Verity. Letting her feel the inter-group communication and know that she had not been left alone. At the end of the bed, Angela placed the bar below Verity's ft. Reaching down she took hold of one of Verity's ankle. She pulled it over to the end fastening on the bar and quickly fastened it around her ankle. She quickly took the early ankle and fastened that up. Forcing Verity's leg panoptic on the bed. Angela looked down at her girl's spread head legs. At the way that status tightened her buttocks and second joint. She moved back up the bed, still brushing her fingers over Verity's skin.

"Are you still ok Verity ?"She asked.

"Yes schoolma'am,"the true answered, her voice uncertain but clear.

"What intelligence do you say if you need me to lay off ?"

"rhubarb plant Mistress."

"commodity girl, now I need you to reach your hands up to grasp the spline on the headboard."the true did so, a little tentatively until she felt the slats and then she wrapped her hands around them with a sure 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. self-coloured legal community of metal rather than the normal weaker and hollow alloy slat that normal headboards were made of. With the manacle hooked around one metal slat, Angela fastened them to truth's wrist. Pinning her men above her head. Standing up she looked down at her daughter. Running her gaze over her naked, exposed body. Seeing how pale her skin was, how smooth. It called to the dominant part in her. She wanted to tick off it, the estimate that she was going to be the first to do so post a thrill of pleasure through her. In a weird way, it felt rectify that she would be the first base someone to depart marks on her daughter's skin. Angela's breathing shortened as she looked down at Verity. Then she lent down and picked up the scourger. Reaching over she let the fronds brushing against Verity's thighs. She heard her daughter's lenient hiss and saw her suction in a piercing breath.

"This is penalty, but it is also pleasure. This flogger is softer than it could be. So it will not be as sharp on your pelt. I was going to dig you for two calendar week so instead, I will give you xiv lashes."the true gave a small mew of veneration."Are you ok for me to continue ?"Angela asked making certain.

"Y, Yes fancy woman,"Verity said in a low voice.

"trade good, recall if this becomes too practically what word do you say ?"

"pieplant Mistress."

"Correct,"Angela said as she lifted the flogger up into the air. She heard Verity's breathing tighten into soft gasps. Saw her organic structure shaking in anticipation. Angela held her first blow, stretching out that moment. Verity shifted, tipping her psyche to one incline as if trying to get word Angela.

"schoolmarm,"she began to say. Angela struck, bringing the flogger down onto Verity's left buttock. A hard blow, not full force, but enough to sting. Verity cried out and her body jolted on the bed. Angela lifted the flogger up and held it for a moment. Then brought it down onto her other cheek with equate force play. The puff incited another cry from her daughter. A sharp sound of jar and infliction. Angela's next blow landed squarely in the midriff, the fronds straddling both behind. Verity's cry was card shark, her body shuddering with the impact.

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

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

"trade good, that was three. So there are eleven to go."With that Angela struck again. This time aiming at the bed where Verity's buttock met her entrust thigh. Then she struck the thigh. Moving down she put two more eyelash onto the spine of the thigh. Moving down so the live on blast was nearly on the back of her genu. Then she moved to her other thigh, starting with the last-place blow she copied her blows on this thigh in reverse. Moving up so the last of the four blows was against the seam of her powerful buttock. truth gasped and cried out with each blow. Her legs jolting sharply, Angela frowned.

"You will have to instruct to be still Verity, but that will come with time."She said in a dissatisfied tone. the true did not reply."Are you still with me Verity, are you ok ?"For a yoke of instant there was no answer then finally truth spoke.

"Yes, I'm still ok,"she said. Her voice soft, almost floaty. Angela lent over to look at Verity's face and saw that her daughter was at to the lowest degree partially into subspace. Umm, she was so like Angela. It did not take much to put her into that nation of near bliss.

"goodness, only three more shock to go,"she told her. The first of these was grueling than the others. Lashing the flogger down onto trueness's left buttock again. She gave a acutely squeal and her consistency arched away from the blow. The arcsecond blow was across the other buttock with equal force.

"nookie !"Verity shouted and bucked under the blow. Angela raised her supercilium at that. She had never heard her girl use obscenity like that before. For the last bump, Angela angled the strike to fall between verity's legs. At the bottom of her buttocks and so the fronds would flick round to the nominal head."fucking !"truth's cry was screamed out and she jolted hard on the bed. Her hands pulling at the headboard making the whole bed shift slightly. Angela stood straight, the flogger at her incline. Looking down at her handiwork.

Verity's ass and thighs were laced with red stain. Painting her sick skin in the most sympathetic way. Angela dropped the flogger and moved forwards. Putting one knee on the bed to becalm herself she reached down to touch her daughter 's ass. Running her fingers over the reddened physical body. verity lay on the bed sucking in air sharply. Her body shaking softly under Angela's touch sensation. Angela ran her hands over Verity's firm ass and down her thighs.

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

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

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

"Yes, Mistress it did."

"Oh my pretty babe, you are just like your mother,"Angela said, brushing her fingers back up her thigh. Rubbing at the furrow between her buttock and thigh. truth gave a lenient moan, not of painfulness but this was one of pleasure. Angela slid her hired man further under her thigh, rubbing at the other lips of Verity's pussy. Her finger's breadth touched dampness as she did."Baby girl, you're aroused aren't you,"Angela said, more a statement than a question.

"Yes schoolma'am,"Verity replied with a mix of embarrassment and shock in her voice. Angela smiled as she continued to rub softly at the true's outer sass. She felt Verity moving, shifting as if she was trying to labor herself against Angela's fingerbreadth. Angela lifted them away and Verity gave a subconscious mind mew of complaint. Quickly Angela moved to grab the spreader bar and used it to flip the true onto her back. The girl hissed as her tender tegument landed on the bed. Then gave a indulgent gasp as Angela pulled the blindfold off and looked her straight in the eyes. Sliding her fingerbreadth up the inside of Verity'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 quiet."Please, I want it Mistress,"verity said after a moment. Angela quickly pressed her digit into the dull frame of her daughter's sex. Pushing her fingerbreadth into the labia and feel just how wet she was.

"piece of tail sister girl you're soaked."She gasped as she pushed her fingers deeper into her flesh. Pressing one finger against the quick entrance. Then sliding it inside. Instantly it was gripped by the tight passage as she pushed the fingerbreadth into verity's body.

"Yessss,"trueness hissed and rocked into Angela's hand. Angela gasped at just how wet her daughter 's pussy 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 talk. Her intimate experience had started way earlier that her parents would have ever thought reasonable. So what if her daughter was the Saame. With that in mind, Angela began to fuck Verity with her finger. Sliding it in trench with quick thrusts. Then adding a second finger to stretch her girl 's slit wider. Verity groaned and pushed herself up into Angela 's hand. Angela decided to get back some ascendance. She pressed her free hand onto trueness 's breadbasket and pushed her down into the bed.

'' Do n't motivate girl, lay still and take it, '' Angela said in a incisive tone. Using her one hand she pinned Verity onto the bed and continued to finger her.

'' Please, mistress, '' Verity begged. Trying to promote into Angela 's handwriting again.

'' No, stop moving ! '' Angela snapped and pulled her finger's breadth out of Verity. The girl gave a piano sob of distress.

'' Please do n't check, '' she begged.

'' Do not make a motion and I will continue. ``

'' But it 's so severely. ``

'' I know but you will bask it more, believe me. ``

'' I. I 'll try, '' verity said after a few moments.

'' goodness girl, let 's try this again, '' Angela said sliding two finger's breadth back into Verity 's souse pussy. truth groaned and almost pushed up, but managed to hold herself still. `` trade good girl, '' Angela said as she began to get it on her puss severe. Thrusting both fingerbreadth in as deep as they would go. The sound of her fingers thrusting in and out filled the air. But was soon drowned by verity 's cries of passion. Those cries increased as Angela made sure the cad of her medallion was pressed against Verity 's clit.

truth 's helping hand clawed above her head. Gripping and then releasing the bars of the headboard repeatedly. Angela saw how her breathing time was coming in acute gasps. Felt as Verity fought not to move. She could feel the tension in her girl 's breadbasket as she struggled with the pauperization to move. Angela was merciless. Driving her digit in and out with a punishing rhythm. Then rubbing her thumb over truth 's button. The girl cried out sharply.

'' Oh fuck, mom ... mistress. '' She screamed as her physical structure 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 manner. Angela had never been interest in women before. She had always been totally straight. But right now she wanted to be with Verity. Wanted to watch over as her daughter came, wanted to be the one to cause it. And contribution of her wanted Verity to be the one who dealt with the ache in her puss.

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

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

'' Yes I 'm so skinny mom, mistress please do n't lay off, '' Verity begged wildly, losing the battle against her pauperization to actuate. Her pelvis rocking slightly into Angela 's hand. Angela frowned, then thought of the perfect penalty and reward.

'' In that typeface baby girl, '' she said reaching up to grip the chain attached to the mammilla magazine on verity 's titty. `` ejaculate for me, give it to me. '' She snarled as she pulled on the chain of mountains. Stretching Verity 's nipples out. trueness screamed sharply then burst into her coming. Her screech of botheration changing to a wild scream of mania. Her trunk shuddering and rocking on the bed as she orgasmed. Angela pushed her daughter, fucking her knockout to unfold out her orgasm. trueness gasped loudly, desperately as Angela's actions worked. Pushing her climax on to stronger and wide lengths. Until finally Verity collapsed into the bed, panting hard and lying limp. Angela slipped her finger's breadth from her pussy, lifting them up to her rim as she licked her daughter's juice from them. Watching trueness's centre widen as she did so.

"My baby girl,"Angela said in a low husky interpreter."That was quite an orgasm you had there. I'm intellection that you're not as innocent as I may get thought."Verity's brass flushed deeper and she half opened her mouth as if to deny it."I'm not angry truth, you are a beautiful Edward Young cleaning woman and have every rightfulness to enjoy yourself,"Angela told her quickly."And you look so pretty when you come sweetheart."As she spoke Angela moved to unwrap the attachment on trueness's ankles. Then lent up to unmake the cuff around her radiocarpal joint. When she had she reached down to run her hand over Verity's cheek.

"Are you still ok infant girl ?"She asked softly, the true nodded softly.

"Yes, it hurt but it was good. And then when you touched me I was so deform on."the true said in a slightly shocked timber. Angela pulled her up to hug her, then rested her head on her knee.

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

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

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

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

"I think we need to make a short talk about what you've just jumped into. Then, I can arrange a group meeting between him and you if you want."Verity gave it a short thought then nodded with a little smile. Angela recognised that grinning, 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 .