Helen laid face down on the bed, showing Violet how dry her panties were. Violet didn’t take this well. Thinking she had done something wrong, she looked at her mother, mystified. “Am… Am I not good enough, mom?” she asked, her voice quivering. “Why aren’t you wet?” This made her mother laugh. “Oh, hon,” She answered, her sweet ass bouncing as she giggled. “I’m an experienced woman. I can hold it in, save it for the right time. Maybe you could make me lose control…?” She asked seductively.
Violet stood over the bed, facing her mother from behind. She realized that she had no idea what to do next. She decided she would give it a go anyway. She moved round to the side of the bed and decided to start with a spanking. “Have you got a whip, or something I could use to make this easier?” Asked Violet. Helen almost seemed offended by this. “Violet, you’re inexperienced, you don’t know what’s best. I want you to hit me yourself.” She was meant to be the submissive one, but Helen seemed to still be commanding her daughter.
Violet decided that she could take matters into her own hands. She spanked her mother as hard as she could through those panties. Helen had not been expecting this. “JEESUSS!” She yelled. That really hurt! “Good!” answered Violet. “Because that’s what you get when you talk back to me!” Her mother was pleasantly surprised. “We’ll make a dom out of you yet, Vi.” She said. Violet took this in her stride. “Shut up, you bitch!” She said viciously. “My name is Miss Violet, and you will address me as such.” Violet spanked her mother again, this time even harder. This time, her mother lost it. Her quivering snatch gushed, making her panties wetter than they had ever been.
Violet looked on as her mother’s little sore, red butt writhed around on the sheets, which were also now wet. Helen was almost shocked. She didn’t think her daughter would be able to make her wet, at least, not this quickly. And her daughter seemed to be enjoying being the dominant one. Maybe Helen had brought out her inner sadist. Violet was surprising herself as well, but couldn’t let it show. “Stand up, you bitch,” She told Helen. Helen was stunned that her daughter had made her into her bitch, but she enjoyed it. She stood up. “As you say, Miss Violet.”
Violet was enjoying the power she had. “Tut, tut, tut. Look at those panties! Soaking wet.” She said, shaking her head disapprovingly. “Take them off, whore.” She demanded. Helen decided she would see how far she could push Violet. “Mistress Violet…” She replied, her voice appearing to shake. “I don’t know if it would be right..” This pushed Violet right over the edge. She slapped Helen hard on the face. “You little slut! Take them off!” She shouted angrily. As Helen bent down to remove them, she started fake sobbing. Secretly, she was enjoying it more than any sexual encounter she had ever had before.
Mistress Violet was somewhat shaken by her mother’s cries. She didn’t know they were fake. “I-I need a time out for a sec.” She said. Her Mother was somewhat disappointed, but decided it was probably best. “Okay, baby. I know it’s your first time.” Violet ran quickly into her mother’s ensuite bathroom. Helen followed her in a minute later, and found Violet sitting against the wall, crying. “Oh, baby,” Helen said as she put her arm around her daughter to comfort her. “You don’t have to be upset. Whatever you do to me, I assure you, I take pleasure from it.”
Violet stopped crying. “You mean… you enjoyed it when I was a bitch?” She asked. “Of course I did!” Replied Helen. “More than anything else. You’re an incredible dominatrix. Now, I believe I have something you’ve never seen before.” Violet was intrigued. “What is it?” She asked. Helen smiled. “It’s my cunt.” She answered. “You have to see another girl’s cunny.” Violet leant down and looked at her mother’s pussy. Despite all the stuffing it must have received, it still looked warm, wet, and juicy. There was, however, a lot of pubic hair around it. “Oh dear!” Exclaimed Helen. “I’ve forgotten to shave! Want to shave it for me, vi?”
Five minutes later….
The last of the hair had been shaved off. Violet gazed in awe at her mother’s shaven sex. She had never seen the like of it. She wanted to lick it, but she could wait until later. She had another thing to do. “Vi? Do me a favour before we go back to the bedroom?” Asked Helen. “Sure, mom.” Answered Violet. “Try this on,” Said Helen, undoing her bra and handing it to her daughter. It fit her quite well. “Why did you need me to do that?” Asked Violet, as she handed it back to her mother. “I want you to wear my stuff.” Answered Helen. “Go into my closet, and don’t come out until you look like a dominating bitch.” She said, putting her bra back on.
In the bedroom, Helen Handcuffed herself to the four bedposts with her stretching power. She waited nervously for her mistress. Just then, she gasped in amazement as her daughter emerged from the walk-in closet wearing the sexiest dom outfit she had ever seen. Mistress Violet was wearing a Golden metal bra and matching panties, and carrying a huge black whip. Her 8-inch golden thigh-high heeled boots made her look like an even bigger bitch than she had been earlier. She smirked at Helen. “Now the fun begins, my little whore…”