Catching Mommy: Housewife Lesbians

I slapped her ass and once she was gone I went to grab the video camera I planned to hide in my room, assuming the bitch would humiliate my mother on my bed again. I set it up and hid it pretty well in the corner, taking the remote with me.

I went into mom's room just in time to see her finish putting on the dark beige pantyhose that really brought out her legs. She turned to me and asked, clearly insecure, "How do I look?"

"Good enough to make me want to devour you whole," I countered, my pussy getting a bit damp looking at my mother in such an outfit.

"Thank you, honey," she replied, appreciating the very inappropriate but very honest answer from her daughter.

"I like to keep my mommy slut happy," I quipped, moving in and kissing her hard. Breaking the kiss, I reminded her, "Just remember who your real Mistress is."

"Yes, dear," she answered, her tone already shifting to one of insecurity that Olivia clearly brought out in her.

"I am serious, Mother, you are my slut," I said, annoyed by her doubt.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry," she said, trying hard to believe my words.

I was about to say more when I heard the front door open, earlier than expected.

"Have fun," I quipped, strangely looking forward to watching Olivia in action now aware of her full power. I also wanted to try and see if I could find any weaknesses.

"Slut, you better be dressed," Olivia yelled out.

"Of course, Mistress," Mom called back down, giving me a helpless look as she was already moving towards the door.

I waited a few minutes upstairs in my mother's room, assuming that Olivia would want to take my mother to my room, but was surprised when they didn't make their way upstairs. I could hear talking, both Olivia and Katrina were downstairs, but I couldn't clearly here the conversation.

Frustrated, I snuck out the door to hear more and I heard that Mom was doing the talking, telling the whole story of our night of intimacy together.

A couple of minutes later, Mom finished the vivid retelling before Olivia finally spoke. "Did you enjoy committing incest, slut?"

"Yes, Mistress," Mom admitted.

"And you are willing to help me make your daughter my slut?" Olivia asked.

"Yes, Mistress," Mom agreed, her tone hinting she wasn't proud of her answer.

"What, slut? Are you ashamed of your Mistress?" Olivia snapped.

"N-n-no," Mom stammered, "It's just I don't want her to be corrupted because of me."

"A little late for that you dumb bitch," Katrina attacked Mom.

"You are going to invite me over for supper tomorrow," Olivia said. "Make it seem innocent; say I am doing research for a paper I am doing on powerful women and their inspirations and I asked to interview you."

Katrina, "That is funny."

"Technically true," Olivia chuckled. "although my research is how to make powerful women submissive little cunt-licking slaves."

"You should probably already have your Masters," Katrina giggled.

"I'm working on my PHd," she retorted.

"Can I fuck her, yet?" Katrina asked.

"Let's reconvene upstairs to my slut-to-be's room," Olivia said, forcing me to scurry back to the bathroom to hide, my pussy already wet with anticipation of watching mom be dominated by two teens.

A minute later, all three where in my room, as was a video camera on a tripod and I gasped worried that they had videotaped mom's detailed retelling of her and my incestuous shagging. I tiptoed from the bathroom, to spy through the thin crack of the door to my room, as mom's humiliation continued. I pressed record on the remote control so I too would have video evidence at my disposal if need be.

Katrina moved the camera towards my bed as Olivia ordered, "Slut get on your daughter's bed."

"Yes, Mistress," Mom obeyed, moving to my bed.

"Look at the camera, whore, and fuck yourself with this," Olivia ordered, tossing a huge black cock shaped dildo on the bed.

Mom reached for it and without even the slightest hesitation or any signs of restraint, she spread her legs and slid it into her already wet cunt. I couldn't believe how quickly my practical mother turned into an obedient slut.

Olivia asked, "Who owns you?"

"You do, Mistress," Mom replied through moans.

"What about your bitch of a daughter?" Olivia added.

"You will soon own her too," Mom answered, betraying me in seconds, before adding as if an afterthought, remembering I was in the house, "but she is a lot stronger than me."

"I don't think so," Olivia laughed, "I could have had her eating me today, but I want to make her submission epic."

"H-h-how so," Mom asked, suddenly seeming concerned by Olivia's ominous tone as I flashed back to my brief moment of weakness this morning.

"Dumb sluts don't ask questions, is that clear?" Olivia snapped at Mom.

"S-s-sorry, Mistress," Mom stammered back.

Katrina raised her skirt and joined mom on the bed, her body perfectly curved like Olivia's, and straddled mom's face. "Lick away slut."

Mom leaned up, the angle clearly awkward, and buried her face in another of my high school nemeses. I hated Olivia the most, but Katrina was a close second and that was before I had learned the truth of my mom's submissive submission.

Olivia smirked, "I can't wait until I have you and your daughter pleasing all the cheerleaders."

My pussy undeniably got wet at hearing Olivia's plans for me even though I had no intention of allowing her to win, even though the video currently being filmed greatly complicated things.

Deciding I had to get my own video of Olivia's mother and frustrated that I was getting turned on by the humiliation my mother was enduring and the implications of my future involvement. I quietly snuck out worried of getting caught and already planning my next move. Once outside, I went to my car and drove directly to Olivia's house to do to her mother what she was doing to mine. I sped the whole way, my pussy wet from what I had just witnessed.

As I drove to the Phillips, I pondered if I should have not tried to save Mom today, even though I still wasn't sure how. I chuckled to myself as I realized ironically while Olivia was fucking my mother, I would be fucking hers.

I walked right into the house and up to Lauren's room, the sounds of sex coming from her room...she had obeyed my order.

When I reached the bedroom door I peeked inside. Lauren was on the bed and Mrs. Neilsen, Katrina's mother, had her face buried between Lauren's legs.

I pulled out my phone and filmed for a couple of minutes as Lauren, not surprisingly, was the domme in this relationship, as she moaned, "That's it, lick my cunt."

I finally walked in startling both ladies as I said, "And what is going on here?"

Mrs. Neilsen's jumped up and turned to look at whose voice was behind her.

"Hi, Katrina's mom," I greeted, as I walked over to the bed.

"W-w-who are you?" she asked, her face glistening with pussy juice, as she tried to cover herself up.

"Its ok, you don't know me," I smiled, moving to my slut and sliding my finger inside her, I added, "but you will very soon. I am your new Mistress."

"Excuse me?" she asked.

Ignoring her, I snapped my fingers and Lauren crawled off the bed, without a word, dropped to her knees and knelt at my feet.

"What is going on here?" the dignified and startled mother asked.

"Slut, tell her who owns you," I instructed, copying Olivia's earlier words used on my mother.

Without looking up, she answered, "You do, Mistress."

"Look at the other slut when answering," I demanded.

"How dare you?" Katrina's mom said, standing up.

"Sit down, cunt-licker," I ordered, putting my hands on her shoulders and pushing her back onto the bed. "By the way, nice tits for an old hag."

"Fuck you," she glared, beginning to get up again.

"Oh trust me, I intend to," I promised playing with her words as I again pushed her onto the bed.

Katrina's mom glared at me, glanced quickly to her friend for help, before asking, "What the hell is going on here?"

I smiled, "Your daughter, along with my slut's daughter, have turned my mother into their sex slave. I thought I would return the favor."

"I am not going to be your sex slave," she said defiantly.

"I beg to differ," I smiled. "I know you and slut here have been secretly shagging for a while."

Her face which had been red with anger, instantly faded to white, as she stammered, "I-I-I."

"Y-y-you what?" I laughed, as I snapped my fingers at Lauren again and she instantly went under my skirt and to my already slightly damp pussy.

"Please," Katrina's mom whispered.

"Please what?" I asked amused.

"Please, I have money," she offered, like all rich people do, thinking that their money can buy them out of any situation.

"Funny, that is exactly what your friend here said before she became my submissive little fuck toy," I countered.

She looked at her friend under my skirt and looked back up and said, "What do you want?"

"Revenge," I answered, simply.

"Meaning," she said, her tone as cold as ice.

"I want to crush your daughter," I replied, before adding, "to do that, I must first take control of her mother...you."

"That is ridiculous," she answered, more defiant than I anticipated, her daughter being such a follower.

"I have video of your daughter munching pussy," I lied, all I really had was e-mails and whatever got filmed today. I added, "I also have video of you just a few minutes ago on my phone here I could put online."

Her face grimaced briefly, but she remained strong. "Go ahead."

"Sure," I agreed, "Is there any specific porn site you want to be on? MILF dykes? Mom sluts? Mommies at home?"

"You're not serious?" Katrina's mom asked, her tone a mixture of defiance and disbelief.

"Come join your friend on your knees, slave," I ordered, "or your daughter's and your own cunt-munching exploits go viral...either way I win."

The MILF was grasping at straws a she said to Lauren, "She can't be serious, Lauren?"

I tapped her head from between my legs and she obediently showed her face from underneath my skirt.

"Tell your friend how serious I am," I ordered.

Lauren answered, "June, I didn't believe it at first either, but...."

"How could you?" June interrupted.

Lauren eyes changed and she instantly got annoyed, "Don't get all high and mighty, June. You are submissive to me in the bedroom whether you think so or not and out in public for that matter, so don't you be judging me."

"I'm not," June replied, clearly insulted.

Lauren laughed, her true uppity personality coming out, "Are you kidding me. You are a follower, a social climber who does pretty much anything I say."

"Lauren," June said, hurt by the words of her friend.

"I am doing what I have to do to protect my reputation and family and I suggest you do the same," Lauren replied, even better than I could have myself.

I sat on the edge of the bed and guided my right foot to my pet, who then took my shoe off without instruction and took my manicured toes in her mouth.

"But this is ludicrous," June answered very weakly.

Lauren couldn't answer with my foot in her mouth, so I countered, "No more ludicrous than your bitch daughter and Lauren's bitch daughter corrupting my mother."

"I won't submit," she weakly replied.

"I don't have time for this. Either get on the floor and join your friend or get the fuck out of here and you and your daughter will be an internet sensation, I don't really care," I threatened, confident she was on the brink of submitting.

June's face went red with anger as I saw her fuming and yet clearly unsure how to play the hand I had just dealt her.

June's face paled as she realized she had just been handed an unwinnable hand.

"On your knees, June, I own you," I ordered, making her predicament clear for her.

"Please," she said weakly.

"This isn't a negotiation," I countered, "although the longer this takes the better the chances you will be caught by Olivia or your daughter, who may arrive at any moment."

June looked at Lauren pleading for assistance, but Lauren already knew she too had been defeated. "Do you promise to leave my daughter alone?"

"If you obey unconditionally," I answered, not sure I planned to keep my word.

She seemed to be considering her options, but wasn't quite ready to submit.

"Now, slut," I demanded, knowing the pivotal moment had arrived.

June hesitated a second longer before slowly dropping to her knees, refusing to make any eye contact with me.

"Good slut," I purred, as if I was rewarding a puppy as I moved my left foot to her lips.

"Suck my toes, my new pet."

I could see her cheeks becoming red again as she took my foot in her hand.

"Lauren, are you recording?" I asked.

"Yes, Mistress," she answered, pointing to a video camera subtly hidden on her dresser.

"You are taping this?" June gasped, so close to having obeyed my order.

"Of course, Lauren is a good obedient slut, aren't you?" I said, rubbing her head playfully as if I was talking to a puppy.

"Yes, Mistress," she agreed.

"Now, my toes," I ordered, looking directly into June's eyes.

After one more brief hesitation, my second MILF seduction began her submission to me. She opened her mouth and took my big toe in her mouth.

I allowed her to obey the humiliating task in silence as I watched amused until I asked Lauren, "Do you want to come slut?"

"I didn't get to before your arrived," she answered, glancing at her friend sucking my toes.

"You two get back in your positions before I arrived," I ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," Lauren agreed, getting off her knees and pulling her friend up with her. "Get back between my legs and finish what you started June."

June was surprised by her friend's authoritative order and said, "Lauren, please don't."

Lauren, seemingly enjoying the small amount of power I was allowing her to have, ordered, as she moved onto the bed, "Don't get all shy now, you have been pleasing me for years."

June gasped, "Lauren, stop."

"Now slut," Lauren ordered, spreading her legs wide.

"Do as you're told, slut," I added, as I gently pushed her onto the bed.

June was surprised as she landed half on the bed. Obeying though, obviously both ashamed and defeated, she crawled the rest of the way onto the bed and between Lauren's legs. I watched as June, after a brief hesitation, leaned forward and began licking her friend's pussy. I moved to the video camera and picked it up and filmed close-ups of the two older women.

After a couple of minutes, I sat the camera down, angling it so it had a great view of June's ass. Then went to my duffle bag, pulled out my strap-on and lube and after strapping myself in, I joined my sluts on the bed and without any warning I slid my cock inside June's pussy.

"Aaaaaaaaaaah," June moaned, as I filled her cunt.

"You like that, slut?" I asked, as I began fucking her hard, my hands firmly on her hips.

When she didn't answer, I pushed a finger in her back door and she screamed, "What are you doing?"

"Disciplining my slut for not answering a simple question," I replied, as I slowly pumped my finger in her ass, while my plastic cock rested deep inside her.

"Please stop," she whimpered as my finger explored her clearly virgin ass.

"Will you be a good pet?" I asked.

"Yeeees," she said, the finger clearly bringing her a pleasure she didn't understand.

"So I will ask again, do you like it slut?" I repeated, as I kept my finger in her ass and began pumping my cock in and out of her cunt.

"Yeeees," she moaned, the double pleasure obviously working.

"And you will be a good slut?" I questioned, gaping her ass without her knowing my true intent.

"Yeeees," she whimpered, the mixture of pleasure and pain clearly causing her confusion.

"Good girl," I purred, as I continued slamming into her, forcing her face deeper into my other pet's cunt. A couple of minutes of deep, hard pounding and my new slut was obviously close to orgasm. "Are you ready to have your arse fucked?"

"Yeeesss, wait noooo," she answered, clearly answering before she had time to comprehend my question.

Before she could say anything else, I pulled the cock out of her cunt and replaced my fingers in her arse with the thin, long plastic cock.

"Noooooooooo," she screamed, as I held tightly onto her hips and pushed inside her tight back door.

"Beg me to fuck your arse, slut," I demanded, as my cock slowly disappeared between the MILF's ass cheeks.

"Please, no more," she whimpered, the cock going much deeper than my finger and widening her more as well.

"Wrong answer," I said, slamming my body into hers plunging the cock deep into her arse.

"Ohhhhhhh, God," June screamed, from having her back door violated.

"Now just relax slut and let the pain subside," I instructed. "Lauren, crawl underneath her and get in a sixty-nine to distract her."

"Of course, Mistress," she agreed, watching the sodomy of her friend with a peculiar sense of intrigue.

June didn't speak, her body stiffened as she tried to deal with the burning sensation overwhelming her.

Once Lauren was in position and began licking, I ordered, "Get back to eating pussy, slut, as I fuck your arse." She obeyed this time as I slowly began moving in and out of her butt.

"Now it is time to give you a good rodgering," I purred, as I grabbed her hair and began fucking her ass.

"Fuuuuuck," the slut screamed as I began pumping her arse with my strap-on cock as my other slut licked away at her cunt.

I can't explain the power that comes with taking someone so dominantly and even as I sodomized June, I was imagining doing the exact same thing to her daughter and more importantly to Olivia.

"Please it huuuurts," my new arse whore whined which only made me slam the cock into her arse harder.

"I am going to keep rodgering your arse until you cum, my nasty arse slut," I replied.

"Oh God," she whimpered.

"Now come for your Mistress," I ordered, as I continued to abuse her arse, the power its own aphrodisiac.

"I caaaaan't," she moaned, even as her breathing began to change, the shift from pain to pleasure obviously beginning.

"Well, I would guess we have an hour or less until bitch Olivia comes home, maybe even with your dyke daughter with her, so it is really is up to you," I pointed out, amused as hell by the complete humiliation I was causing this bitch.

"Shit," she whimpered, before surprising me when she demanded, "Lauren, suck my clit hard, you fucking cuuuunt."

The next couple of minutes were hot as sin as I slammed her arse and Lauren really went to work on her clit. The mumbling of the now submissive arse slut was hilarious. "Oh God, shit, it huuuuuuurts so good," and "Fuuuuuuck, I'm so close," and "Finger my cunt, Lauren, geeeeet me off."

"Come my little arse slut, come like the nasty little dyke whore you are," I demanded, as Lauren fingered her cunt as I fucked her arse.

"Yeeeeeeeees, fuuuuuuuck," my new slut screamed as she came from the double pleasure.

I continued reaming her arse throughout her orgasm, a variety of strange sounds escaping her mouth.

Realizing I had not came myself, I took my strap-on off, roughly flipped the still trembling slut over and sat on her face. When she didn't start licking, I ground my cunt on her face and ordered, "First a rodgering and now a queening, you are really getting the royal treatment, slut."

Her tongue began licking my very wet pussy, the crazy day of sexual submission having me reaching orgasmic bliss in less than a minute. I grinded my cunt on the MILF sub's face literally fucking her face with my cunt. "Here it comes," I moaned, as I coated the slut's face with my cunt juice.

Once my orgasm subsided a minute later, I got off the defeated, exhausted, slut and ordered, "You too, get each other off, cunt to cunt. I want to see a good shagging."