truth wrapped the towel around her head to dry it after her shower. Walking out of the bathroom she walked towards her way. As she did she passed her mother's bedroom room access and stopped. She half turned towards the door. The house was mum, her mom was out, and would not be back from piece of work for a spell. Which meant there was no one in the house to break her if she went snooping for her birthday present. She had less than two workweek to go before her natal day and she still had no approximation what her mom was getting her. That was totally unendurable. Now she had a luck to spy.



Moving quickly, she entered her mom's way before she could talk herself out of it. Inside she glanced around the way. Flicking her gaze over her mom's king size bed with the Wyrd metal frame that her mom had specifically made in the heart of the room. Past the plain Caucasian makeup board and towards the matching large white closet. If there were any present tense hidden in the room they would have to be in there. She padded towards it and pulled open the double doors. Before bending down to depart fishing through the clothes to try and find any house of her presents. 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 trading floor. Before beginning a safe search for her present tense. Soon she found a big box that looked promising. She dragged it out, dropped to her articulatio genus by it and lifted off the lid to search inside.



It was immediately obvious that the box did not contain any nowadays. However, what it did contain was strange and caught her attending. The first thing she saw was a black satin blindfold. Next to that was a strange red ball with strap attached to it. Pulling both particular out she looked at them curiously. The blindfold was well-fixed to understand, but what was with that strange ball and the straps. She squeezed the ball, it was made of golosh. Shrugging she put it on the trading floor with the blindfold then looked into the box for the other item. These made her frown in slap-up muddiness. The inaugural detail was a long metal bar with four rubber hoops attached to it. Two at the terminal of the bar and two further in from the end. Their positions along the bar seemed to split it into four equal distance. adjacent to the bar were two Seth of cuff, the handlock part wrapped in a diffuse material. Below the cuff were something that looked like a strange brushing but with thin flight strip of cloth 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 clips at each end. As she had no mind what the chain was for she put it on the growing spate of detail by the box before checking out the strange light touch. The flight strip she discovered were made of leather and felt quite tart against her hand. The live on matter in the box was a pocket-size packet. She lifted it out, opened it and slid its content out. What she saw made her gasp in shock.



They were photograph, exposure of her mom. Naked, tied up to what looked like the strange bar. The arctic clump in her backtalk like some sorting of gag. A man, Verity could not see his nerve because of the Angle of the exposure, was using something interchangeable to the strange brush, only bigger, to hit her mom. the true could see the funnies slapping against her mom's back as the man struck her. What caught Verity's gaze was the flavour on her mother's side. There was pain yes, but also a sorting of hug drug. Her mom had the Saami look on her face she got when eating her favourite expensive cocoa. In some way, the infliction seemed to be bringing her mom pleasure. How the heck did that work ?



Verity flicked through the photos, trying to see if there was anything in them that would explain that flavor of ecstasy on her mom's boldness. There was nothing, well not until the finale few pictures. In them the man had stopped hitting, had stopped beating her mom. Instead, he was lent down, his face still hidden from the camera. His hand was reaching under her mom. His fingers obviously rubbing at her mom's buck private billet. Her mom's expression had altered slightly, but only in that, the pain was going. All that was left was the ecstasy. The verbal expression on her mom's face was perfect sexual joy. Verity could recite, 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 cuffs. That confused her, how come her mom had looked so much like she was enjoying it ?



One matter that the photos had shown her was what that chain with the clips was for. She could see it clearly, the clips obviously fastened around her mom's tit. Picking up the chain she looked at the cartridge holder. Opening them was fairly easy and she looked from the one magazine to the photos of her mom and then down to her own white meat. What did it feel like with those matter on your pap ? Obviously, her mom liked it. It seemed, from the lastly photo, that her mom enjoyed it more when they were removed. As the man reached unit of ammunition in the pic to undo one clip. From her mom's locution that must have triggered something, Verity 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 puffy tit. She sucked in a breath and held it. Then, before she could alter her thinker, she set the clip around her nipple and released it. Her breathing place shooter out of her in a boot as she gasped at the crisp pain. She shivered sharply, but there was another feeling. A easygoing hint of pleasure between her legs. Verity blinked, firstly to assoil the tears the pain had caused to fulfil her eyes. But also in shock absorber at the deliquium throbbing of pleasure. Sucking in a couple of breaths she took the other clip and fastened it around her other mamilla. The pain increased, making her suck her breathing in through clinched teeth. But, the throbbing of pleasure between her legs increased. What was going on with her ? Was she like her mom, did she like hurting ? Quickly she glanced down at the photos wanting, needed to screen that thought.



Her mom was restrained in the photos, her pes and ankles cuffed to that bar. trueness realised that she could not whomp herself up totally. But she could try a petty. The bar seemed too complicated for her to be able to use. But, the normal cuffs she could manage. Grabbing a set she was glad to see the key was in the lock chamber. She opened the curl and fastened the one turnup around her mortise joint. Clicking it closed but not too tightly. Then she held her helping hand behind her and fumbled for a few seconds until she managed to fasten the turnup around her wrist. Once she did she stayed still, just testing out how it felt. She pulled at the handlock, which nearly tipped her over onto her front. Which just went to prove she had been right not to fasten up both hands and articulatio talocruralis. It felt strange, even though her other hand was free she still felt restricted. She was not sure enough if she enjoyed the tone. But she kept the handcuff 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 affair that was obviously not a brush she ran the strip over her thigh. They felt cold, hard against her skin. She wondered what it would feel like striking her leg. Before she could over recollect it she flicked them against her thigh. Not too hard, but it was enough to build her hiss at the sensation. She knew she had held back, that nose candy was nowhere close to as strong as the man in the photos 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 force. She drew in another yearn breath, released it slowly. Then slapped the airstrip hard against her thigh.



"shite, that hurts,"she gasped. And yet, the faint throbbing between her legs pulsed again. So she hit her leg again, and then again. Leaving red soft touch on her second joint. The throb pulsed harder, she felt herself break slightly between her second joint. A sensation she knew, from watching the schooling football team at practice. As well as when she watched some of her female friend in gymnastics after school. Not that she told anyone about that. She did not require her protagonist to think she was unusual. Or that she was some sort of lesbian. Still the feeling between her wooden leg was overnice, as was the botheration. She slapped the ‘ encounter'against her early leg. Then reached around to copy the man in the photo. By slapping it against her backside. Sending shocks of feeling through her. botheration and joy together. Now she was most certainly damp, her breathing starting to amount in brusk gasp. This was turning her on. Just as she was getting into a shape she heard a disturbance downstairs, sounds of movement. Irish bull, her mom was home.



"trueness, are you upstairs ?"She heard her mom yell out. Verity panicked, she could not let her mom find her like this. She grabbed the picture and tried to fight them back into the packet they had been in. But with only one hired hand all she did was disperse them more. Shaking her caput at her stupidity she reached beat to unmake the cuffs, the key was not in the lock. Her center went spacious in fear. She tried to look round to see it. But that nearly tipped her over again. She reached down, padding her free hand at the storey. Desperate to see the key.



"Verity, are you ok ?"Her mom called, then she heard footfall 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 shamble herself round to obtain 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 time had run out !



"trueness !"Her mom's shocked cry froze her in place and she slowly turned her promontory to await up at her mom. She stood in the doorway. Her one hired man on the figure, the early pulled up to her mouth. Her facial expression one of repugnance and shock.



"I'm pitiful mom,"truth said looking up at her. Angela could not respond, she was too shocked by the flock before her. What was her daughter doing ? Why did she have Angela's make for box ? The one she kept for if her Dom, Robb, wanted to fiddle when he came round."I was looking for my birthday present,"Verity added, which explained what she was doing in Angela's room. That did not explain why she knelt on the story with a set of pap clips on her boob and her one arm and leg fastened together. Nor did it explain the red mug on her legs and side. Looking down at her teenage daughter Angela began to notice interesting facts. start trueness had yet to take the time from her nipples. Second, her breathing was short, almost gasping. And it was more than just fear at being caught. The deliquium red flush on her face and chest showed that. Her optic were wide and brilliantly. Angela felt certain that if she were to hit down between truth's second joint she would feel dampness. All of which was very interesting.



"springiness me the key to those handcuff,"Angela said, in a sharp tonicity. the true nodded and held up the key. Taking it off her Angela crouched down behind Verity to unmake the turnup and free her daughter. As she did she took a deep breather in, yes there was the faint hint of arousal. Verity was just like her, the pain aroused her. Angela gave a quick grinning behind Verity's back. Once the handcuff were undone she stood up, as she did she grabbed the low flogger truth had obviously used on herself from where it had been dropped. Standing Angela hid the flogger behind her back.



"On your pes,"Angela ordered. the true obeyed quickly, standing with her headway down. contribution of that was her expecting to be in trouble. However, it was also the perfect slavish locating."So, you wanted to find your presents and you think that allows you to search through my private affair ?"Angela said, Verity looked up and opened her mouth to speak."No, you don't get to talk !"Angela snapped, Verity's middle went wide as her shock at the acutely tone flashed across her face."You don't speak unless I tell you to, nod if you understand."the true gasped slightly, then nodded."Good girl,"Angela told her watching her girl's chemical reaction. Yes, there was cushion at the tone Angela was using. She had never spoken to verity in such a harsh quality before. But also she spotted a flash of emotion in her eyes. A flash Angela knew well, one that showed Verity was open to being subservient. It had been a prospicient clock time since Angela had felt any dominant inclination. At heart, she was a submissive. But had played the dominant in her past. When she was younger and still feeling out her way in the BDSM world. Now, for some ground, she wanted to be her girl's first rife experience.



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



"But,"she started to say.



"I said not to speak !"Angela snapped sharply. Reaching her one handwriting up she grabbed the chain that linked the two cartridge holder still fastened to truth's mammilla. She pulled on it firmly, not so voiceless it risked ripping the cartridge holder off but enough to extend the nipples out. Verity gasped in painfulness. But, most importantly Angela caught the charge on her daughter's cheeks and the instant in her center that indicated that pain in the ass also caused delight. Angela hid her penury to smile. Yes, it was most certainly like mother like daughter. Angela held her travelling bag on the strand for an spare twosome of seconds. Watching Verity's facial expression as she did. Seeing the way she sucked in her breath, breath that shortened under the sensation. Her eyes flashed with uncontrolled arousal. Angela hid another grin as she released the chain.



"Ah yes, if you are grounded you can't go out with your friends for your birthday. You've been looking forward to visiting the nightspot for a while haven't you ?"Verity opened her oral fissure to speak, then caught the face on Angela's face. Closing her mouth she instead gave a straightaway nod. It seemed her daughter was a immediate scholar."It would be a ignominy for you to miss that. But, you do ask penalisation for what you've done."Angela pretended to think about what to do. As she did she brought the scourger into view from behind her back. Verity's eyes flicked down to it and widened. For a minute her breathing stopped, when it started up again it was tighter. Oh yes, it seemed Verity was interested in that possible estimation.

"There is another selection of form,"Angela said slowly. Verity looked up at her with her big center. Angela ran her regard down Verity's eubstance. Past her daughter's plump boob and over her insipid stomach to her troll thighs with the faint red marks from where Verity had used the flogger on herself."The early alternative is for you to go over to my bed. upgrade onto it and kneel to wait for me to fetch up what you started with my flogger."Angela lifted the scourger up to beckon it slightly in front of the true's oculus. Her daughter looked up at her then down to the flogger. Then glanced back towards the bed. The conflict in her eyes was obvious. The care of what it would mean if she wandered over to the bed. The probable botheration, against the expiration of her Nox out. Angela saw the bit her daughter made her choice. Her centre closed for a few instant. When the opened there was a brightness to them, and a heat in them that sent a thrill through Angela. Without a give-and-take Verity turned and walked across the bedroom to the bed. As Angela watched Verity reached the bed. For a moment she hesitated, then seemed to tidy up her back before climbing onto the bed and kneeling as Angela had told her too.

Unable to hide her grinning Angela bent down to grab the spreader bar, cuffs, and the blindfold. She considered the gag but left it. For the first base clock time, it would be considerably if truth could speak. And Angela wanted to hear her daughter cries as she punished her. Carrying the items 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 prospect of trueness. She heard her daughter suck in a hint. Angela turned her brain to hide her smile. It would not do to reserve her sub see her smile at that chemical reaction. And now, that was exactly what Verity was, her sub.

"right hand,"Angela said."I know I told you to be mute but from now on in I need you to be vocal. When I ask a doubt you will resolve, do you understand ?"Verity nodded,"Out loud Verity."Angela snapped.

"Yes mom,"truth said quickly.

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

"Yes Mistress,"verity said in an timid tone.

"commodity girl, you need to remember to answer me clearly. Before we fully get started we need to set rules. The primary quill 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 ineffective to address you are to tell me. Now, I am certain you might beg me to stop without realising what you are saying. So, we need to set a password, a safe watchword. If you say this Book I will stop what I am doing instantly."Angela considered for a consequence then gave a small smile."Rhubarb that will be your dependable word."It was a sound alternative. the true hated Rhubarb, it was the merely fruit she would not eat. So it should not be hard for Verity to remember it."Do you empathise me, Verity ?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"And what is your dependable discussion ?"

"Rhubarb Mistress."

"Well done, do not leave it. I will do things that will constitute you sense uncomfortable, I am going to punish you for what you did. If you find you can not remove it, if the penalization is too a lot, use your secure parole. Do you empathize ?"

"Yes mistress,"verity's tone was shaky. Angela could see the intimation of fear in her daughter's eyes.

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

"No, I want to do this Mistress."

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

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

"goodness young lady,"Angela said letting her pride display through in her Scripture and expression. Angela picked up the blindfold."time for me to put this on. Do not concern though. I will not depart you. I am not moving from the incline of the bed while you wear the blindfold. This is a matter of combine, do you trust me, Verity ?"Angela asked the enquiry in as flat a quality as she could.

"Yes Mistress,"Verity answered without any hesitation. Her blue eyes looked up at her filled with trust. The trust of a daughter of her mother and the source of the reliance between a Sub and their Dom. Angela again let her expression shine with her pride. Letting verity see it. Before wrapping the blindfold around her font and tying it behind her fountainhead. Instantly Verity's breathing tightened further.

"I am still here trueness,"Angela told her, putting her bridge player on her backbone."Now, lay down on your forepart on the bed please."Gingerly trueness did as asked. Angela moved down the bed, bringing the broadcaster bar with her. She brushed her fingers down truth. Letting her smell the liaison and get laid that she had not been left alone. At the end of the bed, Angela placed the bar below Verity's feet. Reaching down she took hold of one of verity'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 truth's legs blanket on the bed. Angela looked down at her girl's spread legs. At the way that position tightened her buttocks and thighs. She moved back up the bed, still brushing her fingers over trueness's skin.

"Are you still ok Verity ?"She asked.

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

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

"Rhubarb Mistress."

"Good girl, now I need you to reach your custody up to grasp the slats on the headboard."Verity did so, a footling tentatively until she felt the slat and then she wrapped her hands around them with a sure fashion. Angela picked up the cuff and curled them around one of the slats. They were made of alloy, Angela had got them customs duty made. square bars of metallic element rather than the rule weaker and hollow metal slats that normal headboards were made of. With the cuffs hooked around one metal slat, Angela fastened them to Verity's wrists. Pinning her paw above her foreland. Standing up she looked down at her girl. Running her regard over her nude, exposed physical structure. Seeing how pale her tegument was, how smooth. It called to the predominant share in her. She wanted to scar it, the idea that she was going to be the first to do so send a shiver of pleasure through her. In a uncanny way, it felt right that she would be the first person to allow for marks on her daughter's skin. 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 brush against Verity's second joint. She heard her daughter's soft snort and saw her suck in a abrupt breath.

"This is punishment, but it is also pleasure. This flogger is voiced than it could be. So it will not be as precipitous on your cutis. I was going to mash you for two weeks so instead, I will turn over you fourteen lashes."Verity gave a small mew of fright."Are you ok for me to continue ?"Angela asked making certain.

"Y, Yes schoolmarm,"truth said in a low voice.

"goodness, remember if this becomes too a great deal what countersign do you say ?"

"pieplant Mistress."

"Correct,"Angela said as she lifted the flogger up into the air. She heard the true's breathing tighten into flabby gasps. Saw her body shaking in expectation. Angela held her first snow, stretching out that moment. Verity shifted, tipping her question to one side as if trying to get word Angela.

"schoolmarm,"she began to say. Angela struck, bringing the flogger down onto the true's left cheek. A arduous setback, not total force, but enough to sting. truth cried out and her body jolted on the bed. Angela lifted the scourger up and held it for a present moment. Then brought it down onto her early buttock with equal force play. The nose candy incited another cry from her daughter. A sharp sound of electrical shock and nuisance. Angela's side by side shock landed squarely in the middle, the fronds straddling both cheek. Verity's cry was sharper, her body shuddering with the impact.

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

"Yes Mistress, sorry I forgot. Yes, I am ok, that suffering 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 seam where verity's cheek met her left thigh. Then she struck the thigh. Moving down she put two more lashes onto the back of the second joint. Moving down so the close blow was nearly on the back of her knee. Then she moved to her other thigh, starting with the lowest blow she copied her blows on this thigh in blow. Moving up so the lastly of the four gust was against the seam of her right buttock. Verity gasped and cried out with each reversal. Her pegleg jolting sharply, Angela frowned.

"You will bear to learn to be still Verity, but that will come with time."She said in a dissatisfy tone. the true did not reply."Are you still with me truth, are you ok ?"For a couple of minute there was no resolution then finally Verity spoke.

"Yes, I'm still ok,"she said. Her voice soft, almost floaty. Angela Lententide over to look at Verity's fount and saw that her daughter was at least partially into subspace. Umm, she was so like Angela. It did not assume lots to put her into that state of go up bliss.

"Good, only three more blows to go,"she told her. The first of these was firmly than the others. Lashing the flogger down onto truth's left buttock again. She gave a crisp squeal and her torso arched away from the blow. The second blow was across the early buttock with equal force.

"Fuck !"Verity shouted and bucked under the blow. Angela raised her brow at that. She had never heard her girl use obscenity like that before. For the last blow, Angela angled the smash to fall between Verity's legs. At the bottom of her cheek and so the fronds would riff round to the movement."FUCK !"verity's cry was screamed out and she jolted hard on the bed. Her mitt pulling at the headboard making the all bed shift slightly. Angela stood straight, the flogger at her side. Looking down at her handiwork.

truth's ass and second joint were laced with red St. Mark. Painting her pale skin in the most appealing way. Angela dropped the flogger and moved forwards. Putting one genu on the bed to steady herself she reached down to bear upon her daughter 's ass. Running her finger over the inflamed pulp. trueness lay on the bed sucking in air sharply. Her body shaking softly under Angela's touch. Angela ran her hands over Verity's firm ass and down her thighs.

"Oh, sister girl your peel is so hot. You look so beautiful with the redness on your body."Angela said in a sonant 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 painfulness felt upright, felt right yes ?"

"Yes, mistress it did."

"Oh my pretty baby, you are just like your mother,"Angela said, brushing her fingers back up her second joint. Rubbing at the crease between her cheek and second joint. truth gave a soft groan, not of pain but this was one of pleasure. Angela slid her hand further under her thigh, rubbing at the early lips of Verity's pussy. Her digit touched damp as she did."Baby fille, you're aroused aren't you,"Angela said, more a statement than a question.

"Yes Mistress,"truth replied with a mix of superfluity and electrical shock in her voice. Angela smiled as she continued to rub softly at Verity's stunned lips. She felt verity moving, shifting as if she was trying to fight herself against Angela's fingerbreadth. Angela lifted them away and truth gave a subconscious mew of complaint. Quickly Angela moved to snaffle the spreader bar and used it to pitch Verity onto her back. The daughter hissed as her sensible skin landed on the bed. Then gave a soft 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 flavour laced with desire.

"I, I don't understand,"Verity started to say. Then stopped as Angela held her hand between her second joint. Nearly touching her slit but not quiet."Please, I want it mistress,"Verity said after a moment. Angela quickly pressed her finger's breadth into the mute flesh of her girl's sex. Pushing her finger into the labia and feel just how wet she was.

"screw babe missy you're soaked."She gasped as she pushed her finger deeper into her flesh. Pressing one finger against the warm entrance. Then sliding it inside. Instantly it was gripped by the tight passage as she pushed the finger into trueness's body.

"Yessss,"verity hissed and rocked into Angela's mitt. Angela gasped at just how wet her girl 's pussy was. Along with the wanton way she was rocking against her helping hand. It was obvious that her girl was not as barren as Angela had believed. Not that it was a job, Angela could not babble. Her sexual experience had started way earlier that her parents would take in ever thought fairish. So what if her daughter was the Saame. With that in mind, Angela began to fuck trueness with her digit. Sliding it in deep with agile thrusts. Then adding a endorse finger's breadth to stretch along her daughter 's kitty-cat wider. the true groaned and pushed herself up into Angela 's hand. Angela decided to get back some control. She pressed her free hand onto Verity 's belly and pushed her down into the bed.

'' Do n't make a motion lady friend, lay still and take it, '' Angela said in a shrewd quality. Using her one bridge player she pinned the true onto the bed and continued to finger her.

'' Please, mistress, '' Verity begged. Trying to push into Angela 's hand again.

'' No, stop moving ! '' Angela snapped and pulled her fingerbreadth out of verity. The girlfriend gave a soft sob of distress.

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

'' Do not move and I will continue. ``

'' But it 's so hard. ``

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

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

'' Good young woman, let 's try this again, '' Angela said sliding two digit back into Verity 's drenched pussy. the true groaned and almost pushed up, but managed to hold herself still. `` Good girl, '' Angela said as she began to love her slit severe. Thrusting both finger in as mystifying as they would go. The auditory sensation of her fingers thrusting in and out filled the air. But was soon drowned by trueness 's cries of warmth. Those yell increased as Angela made sure the blackguard of her medal was pressed against the true 's clit.

Verity 's hands clawed above her head. Gripping and then releasing the bars of the headboard repeatedly. Angela saw how her breath was coming in needlelike gasps. Felt as Verity fought not to move. She could sense the tensity in her daughter 's stomach as she struggled with the want to be active. Angela was merciless. Driving her fingerbreadth in and out with a punishing rhythm. Then rubbing her thumb over truth 's clit. The girl cried out sharply.

'' Oh fuck, mom ... mistress. '' She screamed as her consistency shook with her desire. Angela felt that desire herself. Her pussy was soaked now. She knew when this was finished that she would necessitate to thumb herself to unbosom the ache between her thighs. Watching her daughter coming undone like this was hot. In a terrifying and arousing manner. Angela had never been interested in cleaning lady before. She had always been totally straight. But right now she wanted to be with Verity. Wanted to watch as her girl came, wanted to be the one to cause it. And part of her wanted Verity to be the one who dealt with the aching in her pussy.

'' Fuck, oh fuck mom I 'm, oh fuck I 'm closemouthed. '' 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 trueness, who nodded in reply. `` Remember you need to differentiate me not just nod. ''

'' Yes I 'm so close mom, mistress please do n't stop, '' trueness begged wildly, losing the battle against her need to prompt. Her articulatio coxae rocking slightly into Angela 's hand. Angela frowned, then mentation of the perfect penalization and reward.

'' In that case sister miss, '' she said reaching up to grip the chain attached to the nipple clips on Verity 's breasts. `` cum for me, have it to me. '' She snarled as she pulled on the chemical chain. Stretching Verity 's tit out. Verity screamed sharply then burst into her orgasm. Her scream of pain changing to a wild scream of passion. Her torso shuddering and rocking on the bed as she orgasmed. Angela pushed her daughter, fucking her voiceless to stretch out her coming. the true gasped loudly, desperately as Angela's actions worked. Pushing her orgasm on to solid and fuller lengths. Until finally Verity collapsed into the bed, panting grueling and lying limp. Angela slipped her fingerbreadth from her kitty, lifting them up to her lips as she licked her daughter's succus from them. Watching Verity's eyes widen as she did so.

"My baby female child,"Angela said in a low strapping voice."That was quite an orgasm you had there. I'm intellection that you're not as innocuous as I may have thought."Verity's face flushed deeper and she half opened her back talk as if to traverse it."I'm not furious Verity, you are a beautiful Cy Young woman and have every rightfield to delight yourself,"Angela told her quickly."And you look so pretty when you come sweetheart."As she spoke Angela moved to loosen the fastening on Verity's articulatio talocruralis. Then lent up to undo the cuffs around her wrists. When she had she reached down to run her script over Verity's cheek.

"Are you still ok baby young woman ?"She asked softly, Verity nodded softly.

"Yes, it hurt but it was honorable. And then when you touched me I was so turned on."Verity said in a slightly shocked smell. Angela pulled her up to hug her, then rested her question on her knees.

"Baby fille 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 playact at it but if you want a proper dom I'm not it. I can do it, the man in the pictures is my dom and he is very a great deal an alpha-dom. In fact, I think your experience would be good. As he likes to end his panorama with sex, outstanding sex in fact."

"Wouldn't that be Weird, me being with him ?"Verity 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 have a short talking about what you've just jumped into. Then, I can arrange a meeting between him and you if you want."the true gave it a suddenly view then nodded with a modest smile. Angela recognised that smile, knowing she had it on her fount. A smile of desire and pleasance. It meant that their relationship was changing beyond that of just mother and daughter .