The Silken Pt. 03

Laura was still confused at the revelation and the pleasure the memory gave her. "But...did that really happen, Mommy?" she asked.

"It happened in your mind, dear. That's all that matters right now."

"Yes," Laura agreed.

"With what you've just remembered, do you still think that those mommies and daddies and sisters and brothers having sex in their hose is wrong?"

Laura shook her head. "No, Mommy, it's natural to do that, just like Daddy said."

"Does that mean it's also okay to have pantyhose sex with your own family?"

"Yes," Laura said.

"Including with your mommy?"

"Yes," Laura said. "I wanted to fuck the cock that gave me life. It's only natural that I'd want to taste the pussy that gave me life."

Her mother groaned at that. Gina turned off the engine, unlocked the passenger door. "My beautiful daughter...let's go inside."

"Yes, Mommy."

* * * *

They walked hand-in-hand through the fog, entering through the front door. Closing it behind them, they threw their coats to the hallway floor as Gina led her daughter to the family room and stood her in front of a large mirror atop the mantelpiece. "Look at yourself," Gina said, indicating the mirror. "You're so lovely, so newly a woman."

"You're beautiful too, Mommy." As if for the first time, Laura saw how exotic her mother was with her dark, Asian eyes, and full lips, her black hair long and sheen as Gina pulled out the chopsticks that had been holding it in place, and shook it loose and wild. Standing behind her daughter, she kissed the back of the girl's neck as she ran her hands down the length of Laura's dress, reaching past the hem.

Laura sighed. Her mother touching the hose underneath Laura's flowered dress felt electric.

"You don't need this anymore," Gina whispered as she began lifting up her little girl's dress.

"I don't need it anymore," Laura repeated, raising her arms so that her mommy could strip her more easily.

Gina tossed the dress to the floor, and Laura saw herself again in the mirror, now only wearing her lacy white bra, suntan hose, and heels.

"You won't need this anymore, either." Gina unhooked her daughter's bra.

"Thank you," Laura said as Gina slipped it off her. It felt so good to be free of the thing, so good to only be wearing pantyhose and nothing else. The nipples of her pert tits felt hard as diamonds.

"Laura, would you help me?" Gina asked as she turned her back to her daughter.

"Of course," she said, reaching to unzip the back of her mother's skirt. It slipped off her Gina's hips, and Laura saw for the first time her mommy's pantyhose-covered ass. Beautiful. Laura wanted to touch it, but Gina said, "Help me with my top now."

"Yes," Laura said, unfastening the back of her mom's silk blouse. It fell to the floor along with the rest of their clothes, and as it did, Laura said, surprised, "Mommy, you don't have on a bra!"

Gina turned back to her daughter. The waistband of her sheer-to-waist hose reached over Gina's C-cup tits. "I find that queen-size pantyhose works just as well. And besides, I love the feel of it."

"Do you think I can start wearing them that way?"

"You like the idea of being covered in them, don't you?"

"More than anything!"

"Then here," Gina said, reaching for her purse. She pulled out two pair of jet black pantyhose, both completely sheer, but one with a golden thread at the center seam, and the other without. "Come here, dear. Let Mommy mask you."

Laura saw the ones that Gina was going to use on her had a gold thread in them.

"The golden-seamed ones help you remember things, like your pantyhose sex with Billy and Daddy."

"I'm so glad I remember now."

"I know you are," Gina said as she pulled the mind-controlling hose over her daughter's face. "They do more than help you remember, though. They're changing you, just like they did my friends in church and me. They make you into the Silken. That's why you noticed those Silken families at church. In large groups we can sense one another, even know each other's thoughts, though if we're in small groups it's harder. You're almost completely one of us now. All we have to do is make you cum."

Gina pulled her own nylon mask on. They held each other then, both women's breasts touching the others. Their hands moved over one another's nylon-encased asses, and they kissed through their hose masks.

Gina reached down, cupped her daughter's soaking pussy.

"Oh god, Mommy, are we going to fuck?"

"Yes, precious, we're going to fuck. But first, I want you meet some friends of mine." Taking up the legs that extended from the top of Laura's pantyhose mask as a leash, Gina led her daughter up the stairs.

Through the gauzy material of her hose-mask, Laura stared at her mommy's tight ass on the way upstairs. How it moved...it was hypnotic.

Inside Laura's bedroom, standing at attention were a man and a woman with only pantyhose on their heads and legs. Gina introduced them as Mark and Amy, brother and sister.

"My personal Silken slaves. They've been preparing while we were out," Gina explained, leading Laura by her leash to the bed. "Do you like it?"

On her bed had been a bunch of stuffed animals, tokens from her childhood. Now Laura saw that Mark and Amy had pulled nylon stockings over each of the stuff animals' heads. Even as her mind was washed in pleasure and her will rinsed away by the wetness between her legs, she understood the symbolism: her past, her childhood, her memories, had all been corrupted by the Silken. Now so was Laura herself.

And she was grateful.

Her bed was a queen size. A tight fit for four people, but they managed. Placing Laura in the center, Gina commanded her to spread her legs.

"Please do it, Mommy, I'm so close!" Gina smiled through her mask, then descended hungrily on her daughter's young pussy. "Ooohhhhhh yesssss!" Laura cried.

Amy was to Laura's right, while Mark was on her left, sucking Laura's tits through his black, nylon mask. "You're mother personally enslaved my brother and I--she's our mistress, our queen. But you're our princess, and we'll give you all the pleasure you want," Amy explained.

Instinctively, Laura stabbed her fingers through Amy's hose and into her wet pussy. With her other arm, she cupped around Mark's pantyhose-covered head, forcing him harder onto her breast.

Amy screamed in pleasure, "You're going to be so good at this, Laura, just like your mommy! How does it feel, your mom's tongue licking your tight slit?"

Gina was lapping at her little girl, savoring the taste, wanting only to give Laura pleasure. And pleasure was all that Laura was aware of as her mother's ministrations took her to orgasm: "My mommy's fucking me!" Laura kept screaming.

"Give in to your mommy's tongue, Laura," Amy said. "Climax and fully become one of us!"

Laura's body shuddered. "Oh god, I'm cumming!"

Gina felt a fresh rush of wetness against her mouth as her baby girl came. Gina gripped even harder her daughter's ass, and kept licking, determined to extend the girl's pleasure.

Laura rode the orgasm and felt it peel away the last remnants of the old her. Gone was the self-involved teenager that had lashed out at her mother in their shared grief. Now there was only a slave who served out of love, wanted only to help her mother feel good, and help her enslave others.

There were so many people that she could enslave, starting at school. Her friends, certainly, but also their parents. She'd learned how natural it was having pantyhose sex with family. Perhaps she'd start with that boy that had made her blow him the night before. (Was it only the night before? It seemed like a lifetime ago now.)

She didn't like him, but a servant was a servant. Wouldn't it be interesting, making him turn his mother into Laura's pantyhose slut?

Eventually, the orgasm ebbed, and Gina rose from Laura's slit, pushed Amy and Mark aside so that she could kiss her daughter, smear Laura's own juices onto her little girl's mask.

"Thank you, Mommy, thank you," was all Laura could say between kisses. "I want to return the favor. Can I please lick your mommy-pussy?"

Pulling away, Gina said, "All in good time. But tell me, besides that memory of your daddy fucking you, has your pussy ever had a dick in it?"

"No, Mommy."

"I thought not." Gina moved off her daughter's body, turned to Mark. "I've taken her lesbian virginity. Now it's time to take her hetero virginity."

"Yes, mistress," Mark said as he positioned himself between Laura's legs.

Laura looked confused. "But I remember Daddy and I..."

Gina cut her off. "Let the adults do the thinking, dear," she said, and Laura was silent. Instead, she looked at the big, athletic man above her, his dick pushing against his dark hose.

Her mother took a finger, popped a hole in Laura's suntan pantyhose giving access to the girl's wet crotch. Gina rolled down the front of Mark's nylons, freeing his cock. It was enormous in her hand. "I can't even tell you how many times in the past few weeks I've had this dick spitting its cum inside me. I want you to have it now, too, Laura. Tell me, do you want to share this big dick with mommy?"

"Yes!" Laura said through her slave mask.

Gina turned to Mark. "Fuck my daughter's pussy. Be gentle as you break her hymen."

"Yes, mistress." Mark placed his body over Laura's.

"Keep

your legs nice and wide for him, dear," Gina said as she grabbed Amy, pushed the twenty-something's mouth onto Gina's own pussy. Amy gratefully started lapping at her mistress.

"Like this, Mommy?"

"Yes, just like that."

Mark eased himself into her. "I've been wanting to fuck my mistress's baby for so long," he hissed to her through his mask. She felt the pressure as her pussy, even as wet as she was, struggled to accommodate his cock. "Oh my god, I can't believe how tight your little pussy is," he said, which made Laura so happy. She wanted it to be good for him, too.

Still, it hurt a little bit and he had to rock himself in and out to get deeper into her. He did this slowly, patiently. Then, as if he couldn't hold it anymore, he gave her a deep thrust that seemed to stuff her.

Laura yelped.

"It's okay, Laura," Gina said while she continued fucking Amy's face. "That's just your cherry getting popped. It's another stage in becoming a fully grown woman."

"Mommy, it hurts!"

"Accept the hurt, dear, and feel the pleasure underneath," Gina said.

And Laura could feel the pleasure beneath the pain. The hurt was already starting to subside.

"Do you want me to stop?" Mark asked.

She could feel his dick filling her with so much love. Laura grabbed his nylon-encased ass, sunk her fingernails into it. "Keep giving me your dick, you pantyhose fuck, and don't stop until I tell you too!"

She truly was her mother's daughter. "Yes, mistress--I'll keep fucking you!" Mark cried as he started battering his cock into her.

"That's it, male-slut, fuck this pussy! Fucking it like my daddy would!"

"I will, mistress, just like your daddy!"

Laura closed her eyes, remembering her father, again picturing him in navy hose, but now also with a navy stocking over his face as one of the Silken. "Do it, Daddy!" she screamed. "Give me your daddy cream! I need it so bad!"

Mark, programmed as he was to be obedient, easily slipped into the role: "Daddy's going to give his baby his cum! Is that what she wants?"

Laura dug her nails even further into Mark's ass cheeks, making runs in his nylons. "Baby needs daddy's cum!"

"Baby, Daddy can't hold it anymore!"

"Give it to me, Daddy, give it all to me!"

"Oh fuck!" Mark moaned as his dick erupted in Laura's yearning pussy.

Feeling her tight walls get washed with seed, imaging it was her father filling her womb, Laura for the second time in minutes came as well.

Through it all, her mother watched, so pleased as her male slave's ass moved up-and-down as he pumped his seed into her little girl. Laura was already one of the Silken, but taking a man's seed into her was her final step into full womanhood.

Being able to give her that, being able to watch it, Gina swelled with motherly pride. And hearing her baby girl's moans of pleasure, feeling Amy's mouth firmly on her own pussy, an orgasm detonated between Gina's own pantyhose-covered thighs.

* * * *

Hours later, Gina lay with her daughter in the bed. Amy and Mark were curled on the floor together, sleeping like cats.

Gina felt the heat radiating off her daughter's nylon legs. She'd never felt so peaceful.

"Mommy," Laura eventually whispered, "can we sleep together every night?"

"Yes, sweetie," Gina said, stroking her child's face through her nylon mask.

"And can we fuck every night?"

"Of course, dear, every night. And every morning too. You'll feel so good wearing your hose beneath your jeans, and remembering how Mommy had made you cum before going to school. That's what the Silken do for each other. It's what family does for one other."

"And can I use Amy and Mark to pleasure me?"

"That's what they're there for," Gina said. "But we have to let Amy get home, eventually. She still lives with her parents, and we can't have her mother and father suspecting."

"Can we make more Silken slaves together, Mommy? There are a lot of teachers in my school that would look good encased in nylon."

Gina was getting wet once again. "Yes, honey, we'll make slaves together," she said, running her hands up Laura's legs and inserting a finger into her little girl's cum-filled slit.

Laura responded by inserting her finger into her mother's pussy. "I know who we should enslave first."

"Who?" Gina asked, gasping as her daughter touched her clit.

"Mark and Amy's mommy and daddy. That way, Amy can play with us as long as we need her."

Her girl really was a natural at this. "We'll do it, dear, and then make them fuck Mark and Amy."

Laura beamed. "Thank you, Mommy. I love you so much."

Gina smiled. "I love you too, sweetie. I'm so happy we're talking again."

"Me too. I never thought our mother-daughter relationship could be this healthy and strong," Laura said as she kissed her mother on the lips.

The End