Bedding the Babysitter Ch 05
Date: 1/15/2017,
Categories:
Dark Fantasy
Blackmail,
Domination/submission
Female / Girl,
Lesbian
Written by women
Author: jasmine walker, Source: sexstories.com
BEDDING THE BABYSITTER CH. 05: MOM’S STORY Summary: Jenny’s Mom tells her how she ended up submitting to an 18-year-old cheerleader. Note 1: This chapter takes place immediately after the end of part 4. Note 2: A special thanks goes to Steve B and estragon for their tireless editing efforts in this and many of my other works. Note 3: Narration summary: Parts 1 and 2 were told from the point of view of the original seductress...Megan. Part 3 and 4 were told by babysitter-turned-cheerleader sub Jenny. Part 5 is told by Jenny’s Mom, Amy Wyatt, as she retells her shocking story of submission to her daughter, prompted by her daughter’s friend, Karen. Story Notes: This story was tougher to write for me. In the end it is told both in the present, in the past and eventually as a flashback. To make the distinctions clearer the normal font is the past, the italics is the present and the bold is the flashback. MOM’S STORY Karen’s cum glistening from my face, I was ordered by my new Mistress and my daughter’s cheerleading friend, to tell my only daughter how I came to be tied up on my own bed, a vibrator in my vagina, and her friend straddling my face. I began retelling the story, still handcuffed and lying on my bed, completely vulnerable in front of my daughter. “I knew something was up the first time I met Karen, that morning you became a cheerleader. She just seemed to have something about her I couldn’t put my finger on. ” Luckily, as I began to tell my humiliating story of ...
... submission, Karen untied my wrists from their tight restraints. I thanked the 18-year-old, “Thank you, Mistress.” “You’re welcome, Mommy slut,” she replied, my shame going another shade deeper. I continued, “That said, I was way more baffled by my daughter’s transformation overnight than I was by her pretty cheerleader friend.” Karen, sitting beside me now, did one quick pump with the toy inside me. I whimpered, and went on.“But my attention began to shift without me even knowing it when Karen offered me a foot massage. As Karen so gently caressed my feet, I felt a long forgotten tingle in my vagina, one that had been largely ignored since your father passed.” “Your what, slut?” Karen reprimanded. “Sorry, Mistress, my cunt. I felt a tingle in my cunt. When you two were getting ready to leave, I couldn’t believe that I purposely stretched, trying to showcase my big breasts to Karen. When Karen kissed me on the cheek, ever-so-delicately, I felt a chill go up my back. When she hugged me, her hand resting on my ass, I finally concluded that Karen was flirting with me. Yet, instead of being flattered, I was mortified that I had allowed her to massage my feet and even more stunned that I both liked it and wanted her touch more. Once you two were gone, I went directly to my bedroom and masturbated myself to a very intense orgasm, my first good one since your father died. Once my orgasm had faded, I was embarrassed by my impulsive actions and promised myself I would not let such innocent ...