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THE FAMILY PASSTIME (Messeduprp & DangerousDanielle)

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Lindsay waited patiently on the couch for her mother to come home. It had only been a day since she returned from college for summer break and she was already so bored. That was likely what led her to sift through her mother's laptop. What she hadn't expected was to find several dozens of photos and videos waiting on a hidden folder.

Tempted by curiosity, she examined each and every one and was met by various images of her mother, at a tounger point in her life being dominated and sexually tortured by other women. Lindsay was horrified, but she couldn't look away and after a few videos, she found herself playing with her own pussy.

The girl hasn't been able to handle the thoughts bouncing around in her head. The ideas of her mother bending over, submitting. It made her so arroused and so very lustful. She would stare at her mother and imagine her naked and collared for Lindsay's amusement. One day, she couodn't take it any more. So she made a plan.

Lindsay went to the local sex shop and got a box full of toys and equipment, the box the woman working the counter called the "domme special" she repayes the woman by hiding under the desk and eating her pussy for a little while.

She his the toys at home and waited until her mother left for work. Then, Lindsay got dressed in a sexy, slutty outfit she had bought and prepared her items. She sat down on the couch, holding a riding crop in one hand, on the table was a slave collar and leash with four lesther cuffs as well as several printed out pictures from her mother's computer.

She waited eagerly, barely holding her stoic facade. When her mother finally came home and walked into the living room, she smiled coyly. "Hello mommy. Like what you see?" She stood up. "I know you do, such a slut... Kept those naughty photos all this time... Strip for me, let me see if you still look as good now as you did then."
 
Emily had taken an almost religious devotion to keep herself in shape. When her husband left her, he also left his daughter, who took the divorce hard. Given the house as part of the divorce settlement, she vowed to not let herself go the same way as many of her other female friends. Emily spent hours at the local gym and at age 34 was still a knockout. A natural blonde---not one of those born from a box of Clairol---she managed to keep her body taught and slim. Her tits were firm with little sag, and with them being a size 36, that was an accomplishment in itself. Her ass was tight and perky.
Emily discovered women as early as 16 but most of her affairs were unfulfilling....that was, until she got married. At 20, she met a man that at first gave her the love and attention she longed for. The problem was, that only at 30, she discovered he was cheating on her. Marraige counseling followed along with his vow to dump his whore of a girlfriend. They decided to stay together for the sake of their only child, Lindsay.

The idea of course failed and eventually they went their seperate ways. Emily became a submissive, seeing only women and spent many hours being tied up, gagged and forced to humiliate herself for the satisfaction of her dominant partners, many of which took pictures. Emily would spend hours gazing at her laptop, going through the pics and playing with herself.

She thought her 'other side' could be kept confidential, away from her daughter's prying eyes. Over the years the plan worked until one day she came home, only to find Lindsay apparently waiting for her, dressed in a sensuous transparent gown, her beautiful tits visible along with the tiniest of black lace panties. On the table was a slave collar, the same kind Emily had worn countless times. Also on the table was enough to blackmail her.....a dozen pictures printed from her laptop, showing Emily in all sorts of deviant positions.

Emily almost fainted....all the years hiding this other side of herself, now for no reason.

"Uh.....Lindsay," she stammered, bouncing her eyes from the pictures to the almost nothing her daughter was wearing, back to the pics again. "you....you just don't...uh, understand...your father was never here, he didn't....uh...and I had these, uh, urges...."
She tried to jump over to the prosecution's side. "How did you get hold of those pictures? what's with those.....things on the table?"

Emily stood there, feeling like the blood drained from her face but she had to maintain some kind of composure. In a last chance to keep any of her dignity, she stared at her daughter.
"NO," she said...."I won't strip for my own daughter...."
 
Lindsay pouted. She had been so sure that her mommy would eageely bend over to serve her, just like the women in all the videos she had seen. Lindsay easn't experienced as a dominant but she was experienced in correcting her mother into giving her what she wanted.

The girl stepped forward and locked her eyes on Emily. Even though she stood a head shorter, she still glared at her and spoke in a threatening voice. "What did you say to me?"

Quick as a flash, Lindsay pulled Emily down onto the couch, bending her mother over her thighs. The girl raised her hand and brought it down hard onto Emily's ass, spanking her ass for nearly half a minute. "You... Will... Not... Speak... To... Me... Like... That!"

When she finally let Emily go, she pushed her onto the couch and straddled her, holding her neck. "I've seen all you did... All the sexual torture. The depraved things you do for another woman. I know what you really want mommy and I want you to be happy, I'm goinf to make us both happy by trsining you into a depraved slut who worships her own daughter!" She kissed Emily roughly, but also lovingly, asserting her dominance and daughterly love.

Lindsay pulled away and stood up. "Now strip for me, then kiss my foot and beg me to forgive you."
 
Emily was in a state of shock. Her own daughter was barking orders at HER?
"I don't think so," she laughed, but suddenly before she had time to react, her daughter grabbed her and pulled her over her thighs.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME, LINDSAY??" she yelled...the girl pulled up her mother's skirt, exposing her pantied ass. As she stared in suprise, down came her daughter's hand, open palm, striking her ass over and over again.
"let me go!," she yelled...."Let me go!!!"
Lindsay did release her, but only to straddle her. After she told her mother her plans, she kissed her.
Her daughter rose off the couch, leaving Emily laying there for a moment in total suprise. What was going on here???

Well, if this was just a game Lindsay was pulling, two can play. Emily assumed that this was exactly such a game. She got up, stripped naked and stood there, her beautiful tits standing at attention.

"I suppose you expect me to drop to my knees now, huh?"
 
Lindsay beamed, this was much more like those videos she had seen. She nodded and took a step forward, easing Emily to the ground. "Exactly! You're samrter than I thought, especially after talking back like that. I might not duck your ass tonight just for that."

She giggled and grabbed the collar, locking it in place around her mother's neck. "You know the drill. You obey me as my.submissive and so exactly what I say... Now out these on slave, and make it quick. You've been wasting too much of my time as it is." She tossed the lesther cuffs to the floor in front of Emily and smirked. "You look so hot mommy-slave. A perfect slave for me."
 
Emily shook her head. Stripping for her daughter was one thing. It wasn't the first time she'd been nude in front of her....over the last few years with no one in the house but the two of them, one time or another one of them were naked, usually because laundry was being done or some other innocent reason.
But this time it was different. Emily stood defiant...
"No, I don't think so Lindsay," she replied. "I don't know what kind of game your'e playing, but I'm not gonna bend to your will. Yes I confess that I am a submissive but whoever's gonna control me had better be a strong willed Domme, and I don't think you qualify...."
Emily started to put her clothes back on. "Gotta admit though," she continued...."this was kinda fun..."
 
Lindsay glared at her mother but didn't say anything. If she thought this was fun, Lindsay would just need to kick it up a notch.

That night, Lindsay waited until Emily went to bed, then she snuck into her room and began her work. Her mother would wake up to find herself naked, her hands bound to the headboard and her legs pulled behind her head, also bound. Her mouth was filled with a pair of panties and a piece of cloth wrapped around her face. After she awoke, Lindsay waited about twenty minutes before walking in, she wasn't wearing any clothing this time and carried a flogger. "Hello, mommy... You had fun last time? You'll have a blast this time then."

She giggled and crawled onto the bed, dragging her hand over Emily's bare ass. "Mm, so pretty... I'm going to make you mine mommy... You can make this easy or hard. Your choice." She smacked Emily's ass five times with the flogger, then her pussy five times. After that, she sucked on the plastic handle a bit before pushing it into Emily's ass.

The daughter giggled and grabbed something shining off the nightstand. She held up the clover clamps and smirked, "you know what these are? Good. You'll be seeing tweeted they go then." She reached down and pinched Emily's clit, grinding it between her fingers while her free hand began adding the clamps to Emily's pussy lips. "You're going to learn to obey me bitch!"
 
Emily shrugged off what just happened. 'Yes," she told herself silently as she went upstairs to her bedroom, 'that's what I thought...all talk and no action.' It was somewhat arousing however to think her own daughter had sexual yearnings for her. Sure it was incest, but who would know or care?
Emily put on a nightgown and laid in bed, watching TV for an hour or so until she started getting drowsy and finally fell asleep. She made a mental note to have a nice long talk with her daughter about her actions tomorrow....

Sometime during the night the unthinkable happened. Suddenly she woke up as a pair of used panties were being jammed in her mouth.
"WHA......'MMMMMMMMPH!!!!"
As a ribbon of cloth was put across her mouth to seal her shut, Emily stared....IT WAS LINDSAY!!!
She tried to put up a struggle but her daughter managed to get her nightgown off, tying her hands up above her head to the headboard.....as she fought, Lindsay grabbed her legs, bent them backwards and tied her ankles to the headboard as well. Emily was now nude, gagged, her legs backward, both holes exposed.

Emily tried to scream as her ass was swatted with a flogger followed by stinging pain as her pussy was likewise swatted. As she struggled, she saw her assailant wetting the handle of the flogger and aimed it toward her ass.
"MMMPH!!....MMMMPH!!"
Emily shook her head in protest then winced as she felt the handle penetrate her tight ass.
She continued to yank and pull at the ropes, wide eyed with fear as she saw the clover clamps....all the movement she did was useless as her clit was fingered with, the clamps affixed to her pussy lips.....
 
Lindsay chuckled at the sight. "Look at you mommy, you look like such a slutty girl! You like this type of thing? You were doing his for all those other women but you don't want to do it for your own daughter! How rude!" She hooked a finger in the chain connecting the clamps on Emily's pussy and tugged at it, "be a good girl now and beg me to let such a bad slut cum."

Lindsay took a small pocket vibrator and pushed it into Emily's pussy, grabbing a few more toys while she did. "I have some fun planned for you mommy. Lots of fun planned, you're going to be my mommy and my sexy slut!" She smacked Emily's pussy and smiled again. She turned the pocket vibe on high and looked toward the door. "I'll be back soon slut... I'm going to get some coffee... Maybe if you accept that you'll a slut, I'll play with you properly."

The young woman left the room, smiling wide. She hadn't expected that she would be able to do that so well and it made her very very happy.
 
Emily couldn't believe it...yes she was a submissive, but always at the hands of a grown woman. But here she was, naked gagged and tied up like a hostage! she pulled and yanked frantically at the ropes, wincing and groaning as the clamps on her pussy was pulled....
She shook her head as her daughter approached her with a vibe in her hand. Emily never felt so helpless, her pussy so open and vulnerable.
The vibe slid easily inside her.....

Emily moaned loudly after her daughter left the room. The clamps made it impossible for her to push out the vibe and the flogger handle was still deep in her ass. She thrashed around but now not out of refusal to cooperate.....she now felt so humiliated, so dirty.....

...and so aroused.....
The idea of being dominated by her own daughter was starting to have an effect on her......so much that after a while she came, nectar dripping from her cunt.....
 
Lindsay came back a few minutes later. She has changed into a baggy football jersey which hung off one shoulder, a black thing and thigh high socks. She was casually holding a cup of coffee as she walked in. She was a bit surprised to see the look her mother gave her. It wasn't fearful or unhappy, but lusty. So very lusty and so very sexy. Lindsay couldn't stop a grin from splitting her face, a grin like she was a kid who had been given a credit card and a candy store.

Lindsay took a sip of her coffee and set it down on a coaster on the bedside table. She crawled onto the bed and pressed her body against Emily's ass, her hand sliding up her thighs and onto her calves to hold her ropes ankles. "Mm... Has my mommy learned her lesson?" She turned the vibratory down and pulled the tiny toy out, licking it slowly. "Yes she has... Mommy came while I was gone, such a bad girl." She playfully swatted Emily's ass and giggled.

Lindsay leaned forward, her face almost against Emily's. Her fingers slowly began untying her gag. "I want to hear you say it. I want my mommy to beg me to make her into my sexy, obedient, depraved mommy-slut." She removed the panties from Emily's mouth and smiled while she listened then leaned in for a kiss. Lindsay's tongue pushing Emily's into submission as she took control over her mother.
 
Emily nodded her head in agreement....yes, despite her earlier resistance she would be a sex slave to her own daughter. She wriggled there, embarassed and humiliated. She winced when her ass was swatted, gaspinbg when the vibe was pulled out of her cunt, her nectar glistening on the device.

Emily licked her lips as the gag was pulled out.
"Lindsay," she said. "Lindsay....how did you learn all this?....how did you get me to cum for you?....what have you done to me???"
She looked straight ahead, too humiliated and ashamed of herself to look her daughter in the eyes.
"I .....I want to be your slut," she continued. "Please Mistress Lindsay....make me your sex slave....."

She started sobbing, hardly believing the change in her. She was so ashamed of herself for giving in to her wants.
"Please," she sobbed....."I'll.....do whatever you want...."
 
Lindsay smiled, "oh. I just watched some videos and did what they did. I'm new to this but I hope I'm as good as those other ladies you were with."

Lindsay's smile fell when her mom began crying. "Mommy, dont cry. Don't cry. You should be happy! I'm doing this because I love you. I want you to be happy and fulfilled and I just know I can satisfy you." She kissed Emily again and layed her head on the woman's chest. "Who cares what other people think. You and I are adults, were in our own home, we arent bothering anyone else. I love you, you're my mommy and you love me. We just have a unique way of displaying that love."

She sat up and slowed a finger into Emily's pussy. "Nice ad tight. Stop crying mommy, this is a time to be happy. Let me show you how much I love you and make you the happiest slut in the world."
 
Emily smiled, the first time since all this happened. Despite all the torture her daughter put her through, there was still love, a love of a mother and daughter. Emily licked her lips....she'd been the sexual playtoy of numerous women....maybe....maybe being one with Lindsay might not be that bad afterall.

"allright Mistress Lindsay," she replied. "I assume you want me to call you MISTRESS Lindsay? I'll be your sex slave.....I still don't know what you want to do with me....I always been a stay at home housewife, so I guess that means I can be your slave 24/7......if you seen any more of the things I had hidden in my bedroom, you'd know I have a thing for being tied up and gagged a lot...."

Well, there it was, a line drawn in the sand had been crossed. Emily was now owned by her own daughter....
 
Lindsay purred at the title of mistress. "Mm, I like that. Yes, you will call me mistress from now on. Now then... You want to know what to do? I'll get you some proper clothes for my slave and then I'll direct you to your first duty." Lindsay walked to her bedroom and came back. She held leather cuffs, a pair of black stockings, a garter belt and black heels.

Lindsay released her mother and ordered her to dress. After she was done, Lindsay took a small egg vibrator and turned the setting to low. She slipped the vibrator into Emily's and smiled. "Good slave... Do you like that vibrator burried in your cunt? It will keep your slutty pussy wet all day while I'm not playing with you. Now remember there's no cumming outside of our play sessions, unless I say you can."

Lindsay snapped her fingers at Emily and smiled. "Now... I want some breakfast. Go downstairs and cook me my breakfast, slut. I'll be down, I want it on the table, waiting for mistress. Just like you will be beside the table. Go now."
 
Emily would now have to forget calling her daughter by name, at least while indoors. Outside....well, she was sure Lindsay would get to that later. God, to think of her own daughter, her own flesh and blood as her Mistress....
She looked at what little Lindsay wanted her to wear...no panties, no bra....just cuffs, black thigh highs with lace edging, a garter belt and black high heels.

Emily nervously put everything on then turned slowly around. "Mistress is ok with how her slave looks?"
She parted her legs just wide enough for Lindsay to slip a small vibrator deep into her pussy, deep enough so it wouldn't slip out.

"Mistress intends on having me wear this inside me all day, every day?," she asked. "And no, I've been under control of enough dommes to know not to cum..."
As she went back to the kitchen, Emily realized that as of now, she would not only be Lindsay's sex slave, but her overall slave period. This would involve the cooking, cleaning....everything....

As she prepared breakfast Emily looked down at her own body. Her massive tits exposed, her pussy open.....
 
A few minutes passed before Lindsay came down after Emily. She walked right up behind her mother and grabbed Emily's breasts from behind, squeezing and folding her body. "I just love your sweet body mommy-slut. You're a real sexy bitch, you know that?" Lindsay smiled again and one hand began stroking Emily's pussy.

The young girl released her mother and stepped back, smiling to herself. "I love you so much for being my obedient slave. Come here mommy, give me a kiss." Lindsay sat on the countertop and held her arms out for her mother. She was clearly enjoying herself, as well as the new shift in power.
 
Emily gave out a soft moan as she felt the warm hands of her daughter reach from behind to fondle her tits.....within seconds, her nipples became hard as stone.

"Thank you Mistress," she replied...she wiggled as Lindsay's hand approached her cunt, the buzzing mini vibe inside her already causing her to become moist.
Emily went over to her daughter and kissed her passionately. As they embraced, Emily remembered something. The last domme partner she had left a box of toys under Emily's bed. A few of them she figured Lindsay would identify, but one was in there that she hoped the girl wouldn't find. It was an inflatable buttplug.....her partner took off the squeezebulb that came with it and put on a larger one so the plug would inflate larger than intended. Emily recalled screaming when it was put in her tight ass.....
 
Lindsay didn't even know about the box. Nor did she Care about it as she kissed her mother and slave. Lindsay pulled away after a few seconds and smiled. "You're a good girl. Finish up on that breakfast and we can get started on our playtime. I have some fun plans for you. I want to see just how much of a slut you are mommy and I expect that your pussy will be very receptive to the things I have planned."
 
Emily went straight to work, mixing up some scrambled eggs, toast and coffee. Every so often she would look down at herself, both ashamed and aroused at her body....'look at yourself!,' her inner voice called out....'shame on you....a slave for your own flesh and blood....you look like a european whore....'
Cuffs, thigh highs, garterbelt....she could hardly believe it herself. What next, a slave collar? was her daughter planning on humiliating her further, just to make sure she was seriously submitting?
She could feel the egg vibe busily humming away inside her, not enough to force her to cum, but enough to keep her slightly on edge.....

Damn Lindsay!....how could she have let that girl take over so easily? Even with older Dommes she put up more of a fight.....

"Mistress," she called out...."breakfast is ready...."
Emily remembered how to properly serve a Mistress....she placed the food on the table, scooped up a little remaining in a bowl and placed it on the floor beside her daughter's chair, then knelt on the floor....
 
Lindsay smiled and pet her mother's head. "Good girl. This looks delicious... You'll get a special treat after breakfast for this delicious looking meal. But for now, you get another treat." She slid a leather collar around Emily's neck and fastened it in place. "Perfect... Such a pretty slut, how does that feel mommy-slut? Does it feel good? Being bound and collared like a slit slave should be?"

She giggled and gave Emily a quick kiss before sitting down. She ate with a smile, occasionally reaching down to pet Emily and commend her behavior. "I was thinking about having a few friends over next week. You'll be serving us of course. But you won't be naked then... I don't want them thinking they get to see your sexy naked body." She giggled again and kept eating.

As soon as Lindsay finished with her food, she drank he r coffee and waited for Emily to finish her meal. As soon as Emily was done, Lindsay smiled at her. "Good mommy, now for your treat. Get under the table for me." Lindsay had slipped her panties off during breakfast and now, she spread her legs wide. Her young, tight pussy was on display for Emily. "Go ahead mommy slut, eat up. You want your special breakfast don't you?"
 
"Thank you for my collar," Emily said with a whisper....this is going like a dream she had, except in place of an older woman, it was Lindsay...the leather fit sung around her neck, not tight enough to choke her but enough that it wouldn't chafe by sliding around. She noticed it had rings attached. Emily knew what their prupose was, it could be none other....eventually she would be either tied or leashed!
Once more, she felt humiliated and ashamed that she had submitted so easily, but there was something about Lindsay being her owner, a softness and security. She could only hope that because she was her mother, Lindsay would treat her fairly. Maybe not TOO easy----she always had fantasies about being hung by her tits in a garage or bound on a kitchen table spreadeagled----

Usually with her previous partners their play had always been private....but now Lindsay mentioned using her to serve her friends....even if she wouldn't be nude, Emily was nervous, assuming she would still be displayed in front of strangers...

Her daughter opened her legs wide.....Emily stayed on her knees, scooted in front of the lovely sight before her and began to feast....her daughter's pussy was incredibly beautiful, nice and tan, her pinkness on display. Emily used her fingers to open the girl's lips wider and slipped her tongue inside.....
 
Lindsay moaned softly and placed a hand on the back of Emily's head. "Mm, good girl. Eat my pussy just like that. Ooh yes, right there. Ah yes. Do you like this? Are you such a depraved slut you like eating your daughter's pussy?" She moaned again and squeezed her thighs a bit more.

She eventually took hold of Emily's hair and began grinding down onto her face. "Ooh yeah mommy. Eat my pussy! Suck on my wet twat! Oh you fucking bitch!" She moaned and groaned and soon, she came hard onto her own mother's face.

Lindsay sighed and stood up. "You've been so good... Get these dishes cleaned up, then go and kneel down in the living room. I want to go get a toy." She left the room and came back a little while later, carrying a silver briefcase. She set it down and slowly opened it, keeping the contents from Emily's view. "No peeking mommy... Bend over."
 
Within minutes, Lindsay had erupted,,groaning trembling and sending out a stream of nectar. Well used to her position, emily knew what to do. She glued her mouth over the girl's cunt and was rewarded with fresh warm juice....she slurrped and swallowed, the licked her owner's cunt clean. Never would she have thought her own daughter's pussy would taste this good....

Lindsay got up and ordered her slave into the kitchen to clean up the morning dishes. As she washed, she thought of what just happend.....there she was, her own daughter's sex slave! what the hell had happened to her? she looked down at the outfit picked out by Lindsay. Her owner certainly wanted to show her off like some kind of overpriced escort....

Finally her duties were done.....Emily went into the living room and got on her knees, slowly bending over till her tuts reached the floor. She was tempted to look behind her but rules were rules......
 
Lindsay smirked, her mother was already very well behaved. She was curious if therr had been another mistress before her? A woman who had first trained Emily into an obedient slave.

She pushed this thought aside and focused on now. She began by grabbing each of Emily's wrists and pullinf then behind her back. They were tied together there, out of the way and unable to interrupt their fun. "Now you can relax and let me lead." She smiled again and lifted the large rubber strapon, she slapppes it against Emily's ass a few times with a smirk.

"Your pussy must be able to take big cocks like this pretty easily. But I wouldn't be worried about your ass. I have another plan for that. Before we can put this monster in that tight cunt, we need to get it nice and wet. I hope you're good at sucking cock mommy-slut. I'm sure you'll do perfectly for me, won't you?"
 
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