Becoming Her Pet, Part 2 - Sex Stories

Becoming Her Pet, Part 2

Janet hooked the cuffs into the carabiner once more, and stood back, admiring her newest pet. I could feel my body tingling, feeling so exposed, so vulnerable. My thoughts drifted to my mother, imagining her hanging just like this in front of Janet. I closed my eyes, thinking back, those weekend trips we took together with Janet and Anita. It suddenly made more sense why Janet and my mother always shared a room and would have Anita and I in a separate room by ourselves. My trip down memory lane was interrupted but a sudden pinch of my nipples. I opened my eyes to see Janet closing small metal discs around my nipples, pinching them in a manner that made them stand fully erect. The tingling sensation radiating through my breasts and torso as a result of these discs was unlike anything I had ever felt before. I found myself moaning softly as Janet playfully flicked my erect nipples with her fingernails. Janet continued to graze her fingernails softly along my breasts and nipples, telling me how much I reminded her of my mother. Her fingers slowly moved down from my breasts to my stomach, then to my waist. I listened to Janet's commentary on how soft my skin was, how firm my breasts were, how much my body was trembling. As she spoke, her right hand came to rest on my pussy, causing me to inhale sharply. Janet simply giggled, wondering if this was the first time a woman had ever toyed with my pussy. I shook my head, biting my lip. This confession seemed to intrigue Janet. She ...

... smiled at me as she slowly slid her middle finger between my pussy lips, slowly teasing the inner walls of my pussy. She asked me who had the pleasure of enjoying my pussy before her. I moaned softly as her finger found my sensitive clit, but I didn't answer her question. I did have the nerve to tell her that Anita and I had fooled around with each other several times over the years. Unsatisfied with my silence, Janet slid her thumb into my pussy and pinched my clit between her thumb and middle finger, twisting it while firmly demanding an answer to her question. I relented and confessed that her daughter had enjoyed my pussy from time to time, and I hers. To my surprise, Janet was not at all surprised by that revelation. In fact, she seemed as if she expected the answer. She continued to molest my clit as she smiled at me. She asked me what I thought Anita would think of me hanging in her mother's bedroom like this. The thought hadn't occurred to me up to that point, and I began to tremble, knowing that I would be spending the rest of the semester with Anita. How could I face her after agreeing to be her mother's pet? I worried about the awkwardness of our living arrangement given my current situation. As if Janet could sense my thoughts, she looked into my eyes and told me that she would keep our arrangement a secret from Anita if that was my desire. She also indicated that if I was willing, she would share me with Anita as well. I looked at Janet with wide eyes. What was she ...