Like Mommy, Like Daughter Pt. 02

"Bullshit," Carissa called, explaining, "I knew you were a submissive dyke the first time we met."

"How?" Sandra asked, curious to know how this woman had a clue of her hidden desires.

"I could see it in your repressed eyes, your fake smile and the longing in your face," the young redhead answered. "You had cunt-hungry whore written all over your face."

"Really?" Sandra asked, wondering who else could see past her well-created exterior.

"Really, really," Carissa said, her hand cupping Sandra's small breasts. "You never really got big girl tits did you?"

Sandra's shame built at having her biggest body flaw criticized. "No," she whispered.

"On all fours, Sandra," the redhead beauty ordered.

Sandra didn't hesitate as she fell to her knees.

"Good girl," Carissa said, "you have been very well trained. Now follow me."

Sandra's ruby cheeks burned with humiliation and excitement as the mixture of the two bounced around inside her...her head fighting with her body. Sandra followed the still in heels Carissa to her room, praying no roommate was home.

Carissa sat on her couch and ordered, "Come to me, Sandra."

Sandra obeyed, crawling to the young woman's feet.

"So, all this time I have had my eye on you as a potential plaything and all this time you have been trying to hide that you are a willing little submissive," Carissa assessed. "I think you need to be punished."

Sandra's eyes went big as punishment from Mariah encompassed the whole spectrum of kink.

"Stand up and get out of that skirt," Carissa ordered.

Sandra stood up, her hands quivering slightly having not submitted to someone new in years, particularly someone she vaguely knew. She unzipped her skirt and allowed it to fall to the ground.

Carissa stared at the MILF for a moment as if assessing her property.

Sandra shivered as the cool breeze from the air conditioning chilled her.

"Climb onto my lap," Carissa ordered, patting her lap as if Sandra were a puppy.

Although an odd request, Sandra awkwardly climbed onto the couch and began to sit on Carissa's lap.

"No, you silly slut," Carissa corrected, "lay that ass of yours up for me. You need a good spanking."

Sandra's eyes went big. This was new. All the years of submission to Mariah and a variety of others and she had never been spanked, other than the playful kind during intimacy. Regardless, she repositioned herself awkwardly to lie across Carissa's lap, her ass facing up to the college student's face.

Sandra felt her ass being softly caressed which had her pussy, which still had the vibrating egg buzzing inside her, burning with desire.

"You have a nice ass for an older woman," Carissa complimented.

"Thank you, Miss," Sandra replied softly, the gentle massage of her ass making her feel relaxed.

Carissa began squeezing Sandra's white as snow ass cheeks as she spoke. "I can't believe all these months there was an eager cunt pleaser just wasting away. Did you ever fantasize about submitting to me?"

Sandra had on rare occasion had fleeting moments of weakness where on more than one occasion Carissa had starred in her late night self-pleasure sessions. "Yes, a few times," Sandra admitted.

"What did you fantasize about?" Carissa questioned, her finger sliding between the submissive's ass cheeks.

"Pleasing you," Sandra admitted.

"How?" Carissa pushed.

"Ultimate submission to you," she admitted.

"Ultimate," Carissa said, "I like that. Let's see if it is true."

Before Sandra could ponder what she meant she felt the burn as Carissa's hand slapped her bare ass. The slap echoed as her right cheek was hit. A second slap hit her left ass cheek and a similar searing pain coursed through her. Tears formed instantly as Carissa continued the assault on Sandra's ass.

"I told Mariah of my plans for you today and she agreed you could use a good spanking for not offering yourself to me earlier and for your betrayal of Mariah, although she never got into the details," Carissa explained between slaps.

Sandra gritted her teeth never feeling more helpless than she did at this moment of humiliation.

Carissa suggested. "Even though your ass is on fire right now and tears are probably already streaming down your face, I can tell that cunt of yours is soaked."

Sandra thought the idea absurd at first, this humiliation was not remotely turning her on, yet she could feel her juices leaking out of her, contrary to logic.

Carissa asked, after the sixth sharp slap to the Sandra's backside, "Are you going to be a good girl?"

Sandra, through sobs, instantly promised, "Yes, Miss Carissa, I'll will be a good girl."

"And you are sorry for not offering your services to me earlier?" Carissa asked as her hand made firm contact on the older woman's ass for a seventh time.

"So sorry," Sandra agreed and she was, both for the missed opportunity to taste the young redhead and the burning pain she was currently experiencing.

An eighth and final slap made contact just as Sandra finished speaking. Carissa assessed the sub's red ass and smiled at the power of having a grown woman over her knee. Her own cunt begged for attention and she ordered, "Back on all fours, slut."

Sandra slowly moved off the young woman's knees, each movement causing more discomfort until she had returned to her submissive position on the floor.

Carissa stood up, undressed quickly, until she was completely naked from the waist down. She returned to the couch and opened her firm legs. "Hungry?" she asked.

As much as Sandra wished she could deny it, as soon as she saw the open legs of the redhead, a natural redhead she just learned, her mouth literally drooled. She answered, "Famished."

"Beg baby," the redhead ordered, her fingers gently playing with herself.

Ignoring her still burning ass, Sandra didn't hesitate and begged. "Oh please, let me lick your cunt, Miss Carissa. Use my face for your pleasure."

"Not bad," Carissa moaned softly from her own self-pleasure. "Do you like my bush?"

Sandra had never seen so much hair on a cunt. But it was obvious the hair did a great job of holding in the sweet scent of the redhead's cunt as Sandra could smell the powerful scent even a foot away. "I have never seen such a beautiful red bush before," Sandra admitted, moving closer on her own accord.

"I know. Most women today shave their cunts like a newborn, but I believe in the natural look," Carissa explained.

Sandra's mouth was watering and she asked, "May I please lick your cunt, Miss Carissa?"

"Go ahead, slut, lick away," Carissa offered, amused by the eagerness of the MILF.

Sandra crawled into perfect position, the movement again reminding her of the earlier ass spanking. She leaned forward and took a long sniff in the red patch of hair. It was one of the most intoxicating scents she had ever smelt. A mixture so erotically charged she wanted to bottle it and sell it. Extending her tongue, she slowly licked up and down, creating a path to the young girl's oasis of sin.

Carissa moaned, "That's it Sandra, just think how many Sundays you could have been tasting heaven?"

Sandra did feel like she was in heaven as the distinct aroma and the redhead's sweet taste had her eager to lick forever. Sandra deciding to take her time not knowing if she would ever get this privilege again continued a slow tease of Carissa's pussy lips, purposely avoiding the young girl's clit.

Carissa leaned back and enjoyed the fruition of a plan that had been long in the making, but short in execution. Learning that Sandra was a submissive to Mariah was intriguing, and although she wanted Sandra to herself to train as she wanted and to eventually add her hot daughter Kelly as well, she had accepted that she would have to share the MILF...for now.

Fifteen minutes became twenty before Sandra finally moved up to the beautiful young woman's clit. She took the hard clit in her mouth and Carissa let out an uncontrollable scream. The quick shift from leisurely to intense pleasure surprised her. Carissa moaned, "That's it, Sandra, get me off."

Mariah, using the GPS to follow the tracker she had put in Sandra's phone, arrived at Carissa's and snuck in the unlocked door. Quietly, she pulled out her iPhone and taped the action of the future lawyer to be and her submissive.

Sandra, listening closely to the young girl's increased moans, knew that the orgasm was close and went in for the kill. She slid two fingers inside Carissa's wet cunt and searched for her g-spot.

Carissa screamed again, getting animated as the orgasm built, "Fuck, yes, slut, make me come. Finger fuck my cunt."

Sandra instead found the redhead's g-spot and tapped on it.

"Fuuuuuck," Carissa screamed, as her orgasm built quickly to a feverous pitch. "Don't stop, I'm comiiiing."

Sandra smiled to herself as she felt the young girl's legs tighten around her, pulling her in deeper. Sandra continued pleasuring her clit and tapping her g-spot throughout the redhead's orgasm.

Carissa had never come so hard and was still feeling wave after wave after wave of pleasure when she was startled by the voice of Mariah.

"Was my sub good for you?" Mariah asked smugly, still videotaping, but with the smuggest smile on her face.

Carissa glared at the blonde. "What are you doing here?"

"Getting the evidence I need to make sure you understand your place," Mariah announced.

"What?" Carissa asked, shocked at what was occurring.

"Well, just in case you had any grand illusions of trying to take my pet from me, I had to make sure you understand who is in charge," Mariah explained, her smile never leaving her face.

Sandra instantly flashed back to when Professor Moore had tried to help her break free of Mariah:

Sandra and the professor had met for a few secret rendezvous for a couple of months before Mariah put a stop to it.

Sandra came home after school one day and was shocked to see Professor Moore being fucked by three college guys while Mariah videotaped the whole thing.

Mariah greeted the shocked sub. "Welcome home slut, crawl to me and watch the punishment of your girlfriend."

Sandra fell to her knees out of fear and crawled to her possessive mistress.

As the professor bobbed up and down on a cock, two others fucked her pussy and ass.

Mariah asked, "Sandra, were you really considering leaving me?"

Sandra stammered, "N-n-no."

"Then why were you frolicking with Professor Whore?" Mariah asked, her tone hinting at how hurt she felt by the betrayal of her sub.

Sandra had no answer other than the sex with the professor was between equals and so different from the domme-sub relationship between Mariah and her. Finally she lied, "I thought you had given me to her as a gift for the semester, Mistress."

Mariah considered this before saying, her tone vengeful, "Well, betrayal will never be tolerated and Professor Whore must learn her lesson."

Sandra wanted to defend the professor but knew that nothing she could say or do would help so she silently watched the gangbang of her professor.

The next day, Professor Moore resigned after being blackmailed by Mariah that the videotape would be sent to the Dean if she dared question Mariah.

Carissa attempting to be strong said, "I will charge you with breaking and entering."

Mariah paused and typed on her phone emailing the incriminating evidence to her e-mail account. Making eye contact with the redhead, Mariah explained, "The door was unlocked first of all and I am not stealing anything, and plus the video of you and my sub would probably get a lot of hits on some porn website don't you think?"

Carissa glared at her blackmailer, but realized she was screwed. She couldn't have this video released. It would ruin her career before it started. "What do you want?" her tone sharp as knives.

"I have never had a redheaded sub," Mariah mused.

"Excuse me," Carissa said, unable to believe what this blonde expected.

"I think it is pretty clear. You can play with my slut here on occasion, but you will serve me when I want you," Mariah explained.

"But..." Carissa started.

"Shhh, slut," Mariah cut the redhead off, "Never interrupt your mistress."

Carissa was furious and stood up and demanded, "Leave now."

Mariah shrugged, "As you wish. I will e-mail you the web address to watch the video when it is released."

Sandra's mouth dropped open, realizing she was in the video as well. She warned Carissa, "Mistress does not bluff."

Carissa looked down at Sandra whose eyes were pleading her to compromise.

"Let's go, Sandra," Mariah ordered. Sandra stood up giving one last look of warning to Carissa.

Carissa said, "Wait."

Mariah stopped and turned around dramatically, her tone sing-song, "Yes?"

"What must I do to get the video back?" Carissa asked with a grimace.

"Get on your knees," Mariah ordered, her tone implying her patience was already waning.

Sandra watched as the redhead reluctantly lowered herself to her knees.

Carissa's glare didn't fade as she obeyed the order, trying to buy herself time as she considered a way out of this disaster.

"See that wasn't so hard was it," Mariah said, smugly.

Carissa's glare continued, but she remained silent.

"Crawl to me," Mariah ordered.

Carissa hesitated briefly before moving slowly towards the older Domme.

Once Carissa arrived at Mariah's feet, Mariah slipped out of her left heel and ordered, "Lick my foot, my sub."

Carissa cringed at the order and looked up and said, "Please, let's make a deal."

Mariah smiled at the once confident redhead, "It is important you know your place, my dear. Now lick my foot."

Carissa was burning with rage, but she leaned forward and licked the top of the older domme's foot.

Mariah smiled at her victory. They came so easily. "You understand I could make you do so many humiliating things?"

"Yes," Carissa agreed.

"Good," Mariah said, sliding her foot back into her heel. "As long as we understand each other," Mariah finished. "Let's go, Sandra."

Carissa remained on her knees bewildered by all that had transpired as the two older women left her room. Not until her door was closed, did she get up from her knees and notice her cunt was leaking like crazy.

15. GREAT VIBRATIONS

Kelly was a mess. Since feeling the pleasure of the first small sex toy she had become addicted to it. She had pleasured herself two or three times since that first earth shattering orgasm and even at school, she couldn't stop thinking about pleasuring herself when she got home. She hemmed and hawed over whether to bring the toy to her track meet, but decided she must. Thankfully, it fit perfectly in her purse.

On the four-hour bus ride, Kelly slipped into the bus bathroom where she quickly got herself off. By the time they reached the hotel she was craving another orgasm and slipped away to a hotel bathroom to do the quick deed. Once she had recovered from her orgasm, she shook her head at her weakness and was determined not to use her toy again.

A couple of hours later, Kelly tossed and turned unable to fall asleep. Figuring an orgasm may help her fall to sleep; she quietly found her little toy and crawled back into bed. She didn't turn it on because the other three girls might hear it, but she fucked herself quietly. Being quiet slowed down the build up, but eventually a small orgasm was achieved and she immediately crashed the toy still inside her.

Next morning, she was mortified when she realized she had fallen asleep without hiding her toy. Luckily she was the first one awake and no one knew of her indiscretion. A quick shower and another quick orgasm with her toy and she headed for the track meet where she had the best day of her athletic life, winning both her solo events and leading her relay team to a second place finish, thus qualifying for tomorrow's finals in all three events. If she won in any of her events tomorrow, she would be going to states in two weeks.

That evening the girls played Just Dance, hit the pool and gossiped as girls are bound to do when together for long periods of time.

Eventually they ended up in a game of truth or dare between the four senior girls. The first two rounds were harmless questions and dares until finally Becka asked the first sexual question, opening up the door for the naughtiness that would follow. "Judy, have you and Bobby had sex yet?"

"Oh my God, Becka, is that really the question?"

Becka smiled, "Why yes it is, enquiring minds want to know."

The other girls laughed and Judy sighed. "Fine, no we have not."

"Have you blown him?" Becka dug deeper.

"I only have to answer one question, per dare," Judy shot back.

"I'll take that as a yes," Becka countered.

"I didn't say that," Judy protested, a cute, skinny brunette, who was an animal lover like no other.

"But your red cheeks and denial of answering the question says you have," Becka concluded, confident she was right. Becka was the leader of the group and a redheaded beauty with a stubbornness unequalled by anyone. Her green eyes were piercing and the boys all drooled over her.

"So what if I did?" Judy asked.

"Nothing," Becka shrugged, "you have been dating almost two months so if you're not putting out you must be bobbing."

Judy gasped at the frank assessment even if it was true. She turned to Annie, trying to get the attention off of her. "Truth or dare?"

Annie joked, "After that last question, I am pretty sure I will go with dare," the very shy and usually reserved Asian answered.

Judy pondered the dare when Becka interrupted and dared, "I dare you to give head to that coke bottle."

"What?" the black haired beauty gasped shocked by the ludicrous dare.

"You heard me. We already know Judy is a cocksucker, let's see if innocent Annie can entertain us."

Although Annie was shy around guys, she had a very determined never back down attitude. Grabbing the bottle, she looked at it and put it in her mouth and bobbed back and forth twice quickly.

Becka called foul, "You can do better than that."

Annie, always up for a challenge, decided fuck it and put on a good show. She swirled her tongue around the top of the coke bottle, teasing it as if it was the mushroom head of a cock.

Kelly watched, surprised by the turn of events, but watching the semi-sexual act, she began thinking about her toy.

Annie sucked on the bottle for a minute more before tossing it to Becka and saying, "I bet I know what you would do with that if you were alone."

Becka countered, "Is that a dare?"

Annie shrugged, "If you want it to be."

Bottle in hand, Becka tossed it to Kelly. "What would you do with this if you were alone, Kelly?"

Kelly, put on the spot, and after the past few days of sex talk with Taylor increasing Kelly's sexual repertoire of stories, even if none of them were hers, shocked all three of her more experienced teammates. "I'd fuck myself silly with it."

Judy spit her coke out of her mouth when she heard the usually reserved Kelly answer so frankly.

"I have never heard you even swear before," Annie said, also shocked by Kelly's answer.

"Well go ahead," Becka suggested, adding with a devious smile, "I dare you."

Kelly was mortified. One out of character moment and suddenly she was in a predicament. "I was kidding," she said, desperate to get out of this, her pussy unfortunately undeniably wet.

"I double dare you," Becka countered, upping the ante.

Kelly's eyes went big, knowing that you were never supposed to back down from a double dare.

Thankfully, Annie saved Kelly, "I call foul. It was my turn to ask the question."