Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 2 - Mommy's Gift - Sex Stories

Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 2 - Mommy's Gift

... hazel eyes. The gag forcing her mouth into an always-shocked expression.

I grab a handful of her little ass to distract her. I say in a sweet baby voice, "Now listen to mommy, you need to come with me, stop your whining you little cunt". Grace's voice saying it is so satisfying. The pussy between my legs drips a bit down my thigh. I glance down to watch it trickle a bit out from my shorts and down my leg. God damn.

Ella is smaller than me, and easy to handle. Though she’s 18, she never really grew up. She’s petite, baby-faced, and naive. I pull her out of her room, down the hall, and into the master bedroom. The look of shock never leaving her face, but her ever-serious thick eyebrows furrow even more when she sees all the setup around the bed. She muffles something at me, worried and confused.

"Its ok you little fucking sex slave. Mommy has to do some things with you, and you need to do exactly what mommy says. Ok?" I shut the door behind us. Its thick and seals well, and we're far enough away from the baby's room down the hall. I think we're good no matter how much noise we make.

I coax Ella into getting on the bed. She’s so confused she doesn't even complain or struggle. I lay her in the middle of the bed and begin fastening her ankles with straps coming from under the mattress. Cuffs that buckle easily around her ankles to keep her legs stretched toward the bottom two corners of the bed. I cut the zip tie off her wrists and quickly replace them with cuffs ...

... too, stretching out her arms the same way, toward the upper two corners of the bed. The cuffs of the restraints are detachable, so you can keep them on her wrists and ankles, detach from the bed straps, move them to another location, and attach her wrists and ankles wherever you want.

She keeps muffling things and her eyes are teared up. She’s fully spread eagle in the center of the bed, limbs stretched toward all four corners as far as they go. Soft, light pink pajamas, snowflake pattern on them, so pure. For now.

"There, we're all done. Now we have some time before daddy gets back, so you're gonna make mommy cum on your face, ok baby?" I don't wait for a response.

I crawl on top of her as she mumbles and begins struggling at the straps. Straddling her in cowgirl position, I sit my full weight on her. I begin slowly grinding my hips, pressing my vagina into her crotch through both our clothes. "Mmm doesn’t that feel good, baby? Mommy’s rubbing her pussy on yours."

I get down on my elbows over her. My tits hang loose in my shirt, brushing against her face. I press them down, smothering her a bit, grinding and gyrating the whole time. Rubbing our bodies together.

I'm still not used to any of the smells in the room. Usually, you don't notice your own scent, but I'm not myself, so it's all so fascinating and new. So erotic, all the fresh, feminine smells of soaps and lotions and clean clothes and sheets all starting to rub against one another.

I slide lower and ...