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Marie's Submission Ch. 01

By: jakeball69



I first met Marie on the Internet. She was only advertising for dates but the wording she used made me suspect she was submissive. In any case, she was a very good looking blonde, 35, 5 foot 8 inches tall and beautifully built, so what was there to lose?

We met in person and over the course of 5 dates in two weeks I probed her personality and character for submissive tendencies. In the beginning I was careful not to scare her off. As she became more comfortable in our relationship, I started sending out feelers.

With after dinner drinks, I would talk to her in my most persuasive manner, commanding but gentle and with unwavering eye contact. The subject was irrelevant. As long as I could win her rapt attention, she would become transfixed ... like a bird before a preying snake. Sometimes she would unconsciously start nodding in silent agreement, seemingly unaware that I was toying with her. When it reached that stage I invariably got an erection and would have to change tactics to avoid embarrassing myself in public. 

On one occasion I spoke sharply to her and was rewarded with a look of fear. I immediately gave her a big smile and kissed her on the cheek for reassurance. She quickly regained her composure, but no matter, I knew I had her. Periodically I would tell her to do something, speaking to her with total confidence that she would do as she was told. The first time she hesitated and I turned away to hide my concern. After a short pause she complied with the command and thereafter there was never any doubt in my mind that I could make her entirely servile.

Every time we were together, I treated her like a lady, opening doors for her, taking her arm to cross the street, showing deference to her in front of other people. I touched her as often as possible, but always with apparent respect. When saying goodnight I would kiss her very gently, give her a hug and perhaps nuzzle her neck for a brief moment. But I made no aggressive overtures for sexual exploration until our 6th date. By that time I could sense that she was more than ready for intimacy. Little did she know what she was getting into.

I reserved a table at the Queen Elizabeth, their dining room renowned for fine French cuisine. Marie was suitably impressed and when we had finished both the meal and an $80 bottle of Alsatian wine I reached across the table and took both of her hands in mine.

"Marie, I think by now you know that I have become fond of you. Over the past few weeks I have patiently sought any sign from you that you wanted this to go any further...you know I am talking about sex."

She opened her mouth to speak but I put a finger to her lips

"let me finish" I said. "Regardless of how I feel for you I have a powerful sex drive and I don't think I could withstand a platonic relationship with any woman as desirable as you are. Either we will let this develop into a normal affair or we should break it off and save each other any lasting grief"

.

Marie swallowed before answering. Looking into my eyes and clutching my hand tightly she choked out "I wasn't sure....I was waiting for you to show me what you wanted."

I rose from the table, intercepting the waiter as he placed the bill before me. I signed my name and wrote "room 324". Reaching out I helped Marie up and turned to the doors of the dining room. She followed obediently to the elevators and even punched the 3rd floor on the board. She gave me an uncertain little smile. She seemed to be awe-struck at what she was doing. I patted her bottom and gave her a self confident grin.

When we reached the room I handed the key to her . She gave me a stupefied look until I motioned casually with one finger to the lock. Her hands were trembling so badly she could barely manage to insert the key and open the door. Gently taking her by the back of her neck I edged her into the room and closed the door.

After shedding my coat, shirt and tie I sat on the bed and turned to look at her. She was standing where I had left her with a look of frightened indecision on her face.

"Come here " I said

When she reached me I took her arm and threw her across my knee, convinced that she would allow me to spank her. It was her first time over the knee but it was something she apparently had fantasized about for years. 

Marie's pretence at resistance was tremendously arousing. She begged me not to hurt her. When I pulled her dress up she made a feeble attempt to hold it down. It was such a turn on I deliberately pretended to have some trouble pulling her panties down.. Marie was pretending all the while to be doing her best to keep them up. Once I had them down around her knees she became completely docile, lying quietly while I inspected her lovely bum. She was clenching her bottom cheeks until I told her to relax.  

What a sight as her gluts suddenly softened and spread, allowing me just a hint of what they concealed.

"Open your legs" I commanded in a stern voice. 

She complied immediately, giving me a view of both her pussy and the prettiest little asshole I had ever seen.

The spanking was almost anticlimactic, hard, fast and accompanied by mocking comments and laughter from me. 

No matter how she bucked her hips and cried she made no attempt to escape before her whole body went into a spasm, leaving her quivering in a crushing orgasm.

I lowered her to the floor onto her knees. Cupping her chin in my hand I made her look up into my eyes. Tears were streaming down her face. I smirked, telling her how much I had enjoyed hurting her. The look of shame on her face was totally satisfying to me.

When I told her she was to move in with me along with her 18 yr old daughter, she nodded dumbly as if in a trance. 

"You know I am going to be very cruel to you, don't you?" I said

Her answer was no more than a frightened whisper, "yes".

I then pulled her up onto the bed, stripped off her panties and proceeded to suck her pussy. She reacted with great enthusiasm, humping my face and pulling my head into her crotch. She was vocal throughout, but when I thrust my chin into her vulva and viciously stroked her with the stubble of my beard, she went crazy. Screaming, her thighs slapped into a rigid vise around my head. She arched her back and juiced my mouth and face with a copious tribute to my oral skill.

I knew now that I could do with her as I wished. Through the rest of the night I used her shamelessly, teaching her to suck me off as I liked it, stopping her before I came to ram my cock into her cunt. I fucked her as many times as I could regain an erection. It was not until the small hours of the morning that we both fell into an exhausted sleep.

Three days later she moved out of her apartment and into my home.

The great beauty of the whole situation is that she is totally obedient to me but at the same time maintains her assertive public persona. Anyone who meets her in public is sure to think she is a self-confident, professional lady with a controlling personality.

Marie is a head nurse at the local hospital with some twenty-two nurses on three shifts under her. I immediately recognized the potential in her professional position and have used it several times with great success, but more about that at another time. 

Marie has always been strict but affectionate with her girl Paige. She was eighteen, had a physical development far different from her mother's, flat chested, thin and as I later learned, completely lacking of body hair. She did have a beautiful ass though, well rounded and slightly protruding.

From my first encounter with Paige I knew she was different and disturbingly so. 

Once I caught her torturing a baby bird and realized that she had a cruel streak. The conversation I had with her quickly diverged from the need to be kind to animals to her relationship with her mom. 

Paige told me she resented the restrictions placed upon her by her mother and felt she should be allowed to do as she pleased. 

"Mom treats me like a little kid. She never lets me make decisions for myself. everything has to be done her way and I have to go by a zillion rules. I'm a big girl now and I deserve some respect" 

"Well you know your Mom treats you like that because she loves you" I said, "But the relationship could easily be changed and I could help you to do it"

Paige wanted to know how that could be so. I told her that her mother was a closet masochist who helplessly became a slave to anyone who knew how to hurt her.

Paige was obviously aroused by what I was telling her and with a predatory glint in her eye asked what she would have to do.

Rather than telling her, I instructed Paige to watch my interactions with her mother. I hinted that if she snuck up to our bedroom that night she might get a show.

After lights out, I lay in bed waiting until I heard a faint noise at the door. Turning on the bedside lamp I woke Marie. Still in her sleep induced stupor I pulled her over my knee. She begged me not to spank her, wailing that Paige might hear 

I replied, "Maybe it's time Paige knew what a worthless slut her mother is."

I had positioned Marie so her bottom faced the door, which was now opened enough to show Paige slack-mouthed and clutching her crotch. I spanked Marie hard enough to make her cry and was rewarded with a full-blown orgasm. I held her legs apart to make sure the girl got a good look at her mother's sliming pussy and clutching buttocks.

When Marie, now on her knees started to recover, I said," Paige probably heard the whole thing, doesn't that make you feel ashamed?" 

Marie whimpered, only nodding her head.

"What else does it make you feel?"..... Along pause, then" You don't want to tell?"

I slapped her face, both cheeks.

"I don't know." she whispered in a pitiful little voice. 

"I think it excited you, DIDNT IT?"

By this time she was trembling violently...she nodded her head. 

"I didn't HEAR you."

In a plaintive small voice she answered "yes."

"YES WHAT?"

"It ex... excited m...me to th...th...think that P...Paige heard it. Marie stammered.

Without further talk I rose and jammed my engorged cock in her mouth, pulling her into me by her hair, slapping her hands away. As I had taught her to do she made loud slurping and gagging noises, moving her mouth up and down on my tool.

"Louder! I said, I want to make sure Paige hears this"... "And hold up your nightie. I want to see your red bum in the mirror."

When I finally came, I drove into her throat, choking her with my ejaculation. She struggled for air until at last, I let go, releasing her into a gasping heap on the floor. As she laid there, her body heaving to re-oxygenate, I looked to the partially open door. Her daughter was vigorously stroking herself with a sadistic grin on her face.

I pulled Marie to her feet, picked her up and laid her on the bed. Crawling in beside her she cuddled contently into my arms, and with a sigh she fell into a deep sleep. 

I turned out the light.

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In the morning Marie acted as if nothing had happened, coming to the breakfast table freshly scrubbed, made up and dressed in her nurse's uniform. Paige sat slouched in her chair watching her mother with a wicked gleam in her eye. Once she looked across at me and smirked. I deadpanned her and gently told her to eat her cereal.

"I don't want cereal" she replied" and pouted at the rejection.

At that Marie blew up and told her to do as she was told "AND IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU SHOWED SOME RESPECT TO YOUR FATHER AND ME!" 

The outburst was totally out of character for Marie, the effect on Paige being sharp and immediate. She ran from the table in tears.

"That was uncalled for...what's the matter with you" I said as sternly as I could, "if you weren't late already I would give you another spanking". "Go on to work, but we are going to have a talk when you get home tonight." 

Marie looked at me with fear in her eyes, her chin trembling as she struggled to hold back tears. She turned finally and walked to the door.

I knew that her outburst at Paige was no doubt the result of her suspicion that Paige had received an earful last night and that this was the reason for her uncharacteristic disrespect. Before this the girl had always been obedient and seemingly fearful of her

Strict mother

I went to Paige's bedroom, opened the door without knocking and went in. Paige quickly withdrew her hand from her pajama bottoms and snuffled, tears still wet on her face. 

"You shouldn't play with yourself like that" I said. She turned a bright shade of pink which amused me because I had never seen her blush before.

"Wouldn't you rather have someone else do that for you?"...."after all there are two adults in the house who could do it a lot better than you can".

Paige gaped at me. I had never said anything that suggestive to her before this. She lowered her head and said "you were going to help me and you let mama give me heck"

"Well maybe it will mean a lot more to you now if I let you control her sometimes"

"Didn't it feel good to see her being abused last night?" She nodded, the cruel look coming back into her eyes.

"Tell me what you liked best about it"...her labored breathing was the only sound in the room for fully a minute.

"It was when she came and you were holding her legs open...her bum was bucking up and down and I could see everything she had... with her juice running down her leg."

"How did you feel when you saw that"? She responded immediately, "I wanted to hurt her." 

"I have to be careful about hurting her and you will have to be as well...I only give her enough pain to make her docile, to put her in a state where she will obey whatever commands I give her."

"Pain seems to be like a narcotic to her and in spite of the fact that I use it to control her,

I also try to protect her from herself ...because I don't think she would have the power to stop it at a reasonable point." Paige knitted her brows, apparently reflecting on what I had said.

"After you ran out of the room I gave your Mom hell for screaming at you like she did. She knows that I am going to punish her when she gets home. Paige's face lit up at that. "Can I watch again?"

"Well you will be here. Let's play it by ear and see how the thing develops." Paige giggled nervously and shifted her position, obviously rubbing her thighs together.

"Maybe I could arrange it that you carry out the punishment yourself."..."would you like that?"... She couldn't speak but looked at me with open mouth and nodded slowly as if in a trance.

"You know if you play your cards right, the three of us can have a lot of fun together"

She answered with a childish giggle.

I reached over and put my hand on her thigh ...she didn't move but kept her gaze averted

As if she was totally absorbed by what was playing on the muted TV...I moved my hand up to cup her pantied crotch and finally she started to react...breathing heavily and looking up to me with lust filled eyes.

"I think you want to be your mommy's boss, don't you", I said ...she nodded dumbly in response as I stroked her pussy. "Tell me what you would make her do if you could do anything you wanted to her"

She didn't respond for a minute, seeming to think about the prospect.

Finally she said" I would make her clean up my room in her panties with no bra"

Coaxing her along I whispered "what if she doesn't do it fast enough"

"Then I would spank her like you did"

"But you would probably get excited doing that, wouldn't you want her to please you sexually"..."Tell me how you could use her"

Paige looked at me, mouth open, drooling and with a wanton expression on her face.

"I would make her touch me between the legs"

"Has anybody done that to you before?"

"Yes" she answered ..."my friend Julie", an innocent little teenager who I had seen a couple of times with Paige.

"Well "I said "there are better things that other people can do for you"

"Would you like me to show you?"

She nodded almost imperceptibly. Looking into her eyes I gently pushed her back on the bed and pulled off her pajama bottoms, I slid her forward until her legs were hanging over the edge and slowly pushed her knees apart. Her mons was hairless, her vagina a smooth slit through which her labia barely peeked. I separated her lips with an upward thrust of my nose, my extended tongue following until it stopped at her hooded clit.

At first she seemed to be awestruck, but with my insistent licking the dam broke and she started to scream, grabbing my head with both hands and fiercely bucking her vulva into my face. When her climax came her thighs clutched frantically at my cheeks and her whole body went rigid. I could barely breath, since she had pulled my head tightly into her cunt...but no matter I knew that I had successfully implanted a love of cunilingus in her mind...."evil bastard" I thought to myself.

When Marie walked in after work that evening she was acting very officious, speaking brusquely and moving about in a determined manner as if there was a lot to be done and little time to do it. I allowed her to continue this behavior for a few minutes, amused at her apparent nervousness. Paige sat on the sofa with an expectant look on her face.

"All right" I finally said, "enough of this nonsense" ..."what did I tell you this morning?"

She was shaking as she answered "you told me you wanted to talk about the way I spoke to Paige".

I let her stand there for a minute before I said anything and then motioned to Paige to come forward, placing her facing her mother. "Paige dear, you have got to do some growing up. you should never let anyone speak to you like that"..."now what your mother did was inexcusable...what do you think you should do about it?"

"She should be punished" "Yes I said and I think you should do it"....

They both stood looking into each other's eyes, Marie in fear, Paige with anxious anticipation. 

I spoke "I want you to do what you would do to anyone else who spoke to you like that"

. 

Hesitantly she reached up and slapped her mother a glancing blow across the face, Marie hardly flinching.

"I think you can do a lot better than that" I said, and she immediately delivered a hard slap to the other cheek. Marie fell back against the table one hand raised to her face and 

silent tears welling up in her eyes.

"Now Marie, what do you have to say to your daughter?" 

She started to cry and blubbered out "I'm s... sorry"...

With no warning at all, Paige hauled off and landed another slap to her mother's face.

As she was about to throw a third blow I grabbed her wrist and cautioned her. "She has to go to work tomorrow...you can't leave marks on her face"

By this time Marie was crouched on her knees, crying like a baby...without instruction, Paige grabbed her mother by the hair and slowly pulled her over to the couch, Marie crawling on hands and knees behind her. Paige sat and roughly pulled her mother up and over her knee, laughing hysterically as she bared the big bum before her.

There followed a long series of resounding slaps on the rapidly reddening behind.

Marie lay passively, sobbing in abject surrender as Paige stopped to admire her handiwork. She ran her hand slowly over the prize before her, alternately squeezing and patting the object of her affection. She slipped her hand down between her mother's legs and stroked the wet slit. To her delight the legs parted further to grant her better access.

I knelt before Paige, grasped her by the back of the neck and violently French kissed her.

My other hand joined hers in her mommy's cunt and together we masturbated Marie to a noisy climax.

I sat back on my heels and together we watched as the body before us trembled and shuddered. The look of triumph mixed with disdain on Paige's face was more than enough reward for the effort I had taken on her behalf.


Marie's Submission Ch. 01



I knew that I had created a true dominatrix and I was filled with a gratifying sense of evil. I could only imagine what wicked delights awaited me with this mother and daughter.



Marie's Submission Ch. 02



This is a story about a descent into darkness and as such it makes more sense if the reader.

Goes first to Chapter 1. That work can be found under Incest/taboo.

I was sitting at the nurse's station thinking about what had transpired last night, when a voice broke into my reverie.

‘Marie…Marie…MARIE!"

With a start I returned to my surroundings and looked up to see Helen, one of my older nurses, looking down at me with obvious concern.

"Are you alright?" she said, frowning. "You have been in a funk ever since shift started,

Is there anything I can do?"

"No, no, I am fine. I was just preoccupied with a little problem at home." And I flashed what I thought would be a reassuring smile.

Helen looked doubtful for a moment but then accepting my denial she laid a patient chart in front of me and began discussing the care plan she had been working on.

After going through it in some detail, I praised her for the quality of the submission

And indicated that our interview was over. As soon as she walked away I rose and walked back to my office where I would have more privacy. I wasn't normally a brooder

But the dark thoughts I was having didn't lend themselves to the bustle of a busy nurse's station.

I was heartsick over what had happened last night and at a loss as to what I should do about it. I had groveled in the sexual abuse I had suffered at the hands of Jake and my daughter Paige. Even now the memory of watching them make love in front of me was kindling a renewed excitement in me. My panties were already sopping wet and it appeared there would be no letup in this persistent and sickening arousal. Shameful though it was that I was reacting in this way, I was concerned more for the effect that it had on Paige. I didn't want to see her develop into a sadistic pervert, no matter what I had become.

At breakfast this morning Jake had told me that he had to go out of town for two days.

Perhaps with time alone with her, I could reestablish my position as Paige's mother and regain her respect. In any case I would have to try. I couldn't let her descend into the morass of evil that Jake had opened up. Tonight I would steel myself to face my child and restore a proper parental relationship. Having made a decision I immersed myself in my work and eventually made it through to the end of shift.

When I reached home I opened the door and walked into the foyer. Back straight and sporting what I hoped was a confident expression on my face I turned to Paige, prepared to speak. She spoke first.

"How is your bum feeling tonight…still hurt?"

My good intentions fled along with my composure. I stamped my foot and launched into a diatribe.

"LOOK HERE YOUNG LADY, WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT IS NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN AGAIN!"

"SMACK", the slap to my face left me stupefied. We both stood facing each other in silence for what seemed an eternity, I with tears in my eyes, Paige gloating over my obvious subjugation.

"What happened last night is going to happen again anytime I say it is ...Isn't it …Mommy"

Her cruel smirk was devastating, even more than her words. I felt sick. All of my erstwhile planning vanished, leaving me feeling totally humiliated…and perversely excited. I couldn't believe that I responded as I did.

"Yessssss"

"Take off your clothes …Mommy" and as if I no longer had control over my hands I started to disrobe. Paige stopped me when I was down to my garter belt , white stockings and panties. I closed my eyes as she fondled my breasts, helpless to stop her. After a moment she lightly slapped my face…jolting me sufficiently that I opened my eyes and looked at her.

"Whenever I am using you, I want you to look at me…do you understand…Mommy"

I nodded reluctantly, the tears starting to come now.

"You want me to pull your panties down …don't you …Mommy"

"Noooo" I said and immediately her hand struck out to lash my face again.

"Whenever you lie to me I will have to punish you," "now I will ask you again…

do you want me to pull your panties down"…"Mommy"

In a defeated voice I mumbled, "yes dear"

"Then I think you should ask me…Mommy"

I couldn't repress the sobbing that left me barely able to speak. "Please p…pull my p..

.panties down."

With a smug grin Paige knelt before me and slowly rolled my panties down to my knees.

"If you let them fall any further I will have to hurt you." She said looking up at me with a mean expression on her face. It was a look that I had never seen from her before and it frightened me. I spread my legs slightly, stretching the thin material to hold it in place.

She leaned forward and planted a kiss on my vagina. My body betrayed me with an involuntary quiver. Grasping me by the hips ,she slowly turned me so that my bottom was facing her. She nuzzled my bum, her nose sliding between the cheeks until she reached the anus. I had always been sensitive there and Paige quickly discovered my weakness. I trembled as I felt something wet and warm laving my crack, teasing my rosebud and gingerly seeking entry to my rectum. I couldn't help myself. My cheeks clutched at the intruder, my hips rocking gently.

When she stopped and rose to face me I felt a perverse disappointment. I had surrendered completely to my degradation. She grasped me by the nape of my neck and moved me towards the bedroom, one of her hands falling to my bum with a subtle cupping of one cheek. Because of the restriction of my panties I was forced to shuffle forward with little baby steps. Reaching the bed she sat and forced me to my knees.

"Last night was fun, but there was something that you wanted that you didn't get…wasn't there Mommy."

I clenched my teeth determined not to speak…until she slapped me again. I couldn't help myself. I licked my lips and said "I don't know"

"Oh I think you do know. We both know what you want" and with that Paige opened her legs to expose her panty less cunt. With a great effort I resisted the urge to drop my eyes to her treasure.

I started crying again and begged her "Please Paige don't do this to me"

"Why Mommy what is it that you are afraid of?" and when I didn't answer she slapped me again. "Tell me Mommy or I will have to hurt you."

Through my tears I could barely get the words out "You want me to give you oral sex".

Paige sneered as she reached forward and lightly pressed the back of my head. There was so little pressure that I knew I could resist, but somehow I found my face between her thighs, my nose softly splitting her lips and I knew that I wanted this debasement. I wanted to perform this act for the first time in my life. I wanted to please her.

My lack of experience was no impediment. Jake had many times gone down on me and I knew intimately the dance of lips, tongue and teeth that would bring her to rapture. I felt Paige's legs go over my shoulders. Had I lifted them into place or did she? No matter, I was totally engrossed in serving her, my tongue licking her labia, my lips grasping her clit and sucking it from under the hood. I submersed my face as much into her vulva as possible, wallowing back and forth, using my nose to penetrate her tight little hole. She quickly went rigid in the first of several orgasms, her thighs clutching my face, her entire body convulsing. I couldn't stop. I wanted to go on for ever. I lost count of the number of times she came.

Finally she pushed me away and only then did I realize my jaw ached. I was exhausted but as I laid my cheek on her thigh I looked up and with a timid smile I asked her "Did I do it ok?"

I was rewarded with the briefest of smiles and she said "You were good Mom"

She was even more tired than I. she lifted me up and kissed me…a soft loving kiss, her child's tongue lazily probing my mouth.

I had just committed an act so shameful that I could not have imagined it just days ago.

But somehow I felt fulfilled. I was content. I had now accepted my total subjugation. I was now my daughter's willing sex toy.

Over the following weeks Paige became even more dominant and I more submissive. I had accepted my role and now would do whatever she demanded of me. Jake's two day assignment stretched out to a month without even a break to come home. Paige took full advantage to establish herself in charge and develop our relationship to her satisfaction.

I was helpless to stop her and without any moderating influence from Jake her treatment of me became creative to say the least.

Two days after Jake left, Paige informed me that she wanted to buy a strap on, something she had heard about at school. My attempts to dissuade her were fruitless so that on my first day off she skipped school and I found myself being dragged downtown to a sex shop. I hadn't known that such places existed. Fortunately we were the only customers but that was of little comfort when we faced a decidedly mean looking sales lady. She was not unattractive; in fact most men would probably call her handsome. It was just that she seemed to exude an aura of evil.

She addressed me as the older of her customers but Paige answered before I could say anything.

"I want to see what kinds of things you sell" in her most grown up voice.

With my instant blush the woman quickly was able to size up the situation and transferred her attention to Paige. "Certainly miss, if you would like to follow me I can give you a quick tour to give you an idea of the range of merchandise that we handle."

Paige relaxed a bit with the respect she was being shown and pushed me forward to follow the woman. When I stumbled the woman smirked and cast a knowing glance at Paige. I was mortified at how this visit was starting but as happened so often now I could feel that I was wetting my panties.

A conversation was quickly opened up between the two of them leaving me ignored.

"My name is Toni" she said," Has your…uh..friend been with you long?"

Paige answered "She's my mother, but she does what I tell her…don't you Mommy"

My embarrassment couldn't have been greater. Eyes downcast I mumbled in a tiny voice "Yesss". 

Paige instantly grabbed me by the chin and raised my face to look into her eyes.

"what have I told you about talking to me?" From the corner of my eye I could see that our spectator was enjoying my predicament immensely.

"I'm sorry dear, I should look you in the eye when I speak to you" I said, desperately 

trying to recover some semblance of dignity.

At that point Toni spoke up. "I think I will close up the shop…I will be able to serve you better that way and we won't be disturbed." And quickly added "Things are very slow this morning anyway." She quickly walked to the front door to pull the blinds, her high heels beating a staccato rhythm. Walking back she cast an ingratiating smile at Paige who returned it with a smug grin of her own.

I felt an impending disaster approaching. I could see that something was brewing. I was trembling and trying unsuccessfully to hide it. Toni spoke again , simple words but with disturbing innuendo.

"I have some lovely strap ons I would like to show you, we would be more comfortable in the office and if you like any of them I could show you how they are attached."

It was with a sinking feeling that I followed my daughter and Toni to the office. Decorations were somewhat sparse, but there was a coffee table in the middle of the room and a counter that ran the full length of the longest wall. On it were a number of items that instantly filled me with dread. A number of cocks of various sizes and colours lay on the counter while numerous harnesses and what looked like gags hung above them. There were many things that I couldn't even identify. Toni took down a leather harness and picked two cocks from the shelf. Both apparently rubber and realistic looking, one was only 4 inches long while the other was a monster about a foot in length. She turned to Paige and said,

"You might like this combination. The harness allows you to attach a smaller more comfortable penus for your own use and a larger one to service your partner."

Paige fondled the apparatus intently. "Can you show me how it works?" she said.

Smiling, Toni attached the two cocks in the harness and looking into Paige's eyes said

"If you had your mother take off her clothes I could show you how it is worn."

Paige turned to me and barked out that word that was becoming so familiar, "Strip."

I knew better than to argue. With tears in my eyes and despair in my heart I obeyed, finally standing in nothing but my high heels and thigh high nylons. Toni approached and with an amused air fitted the apparatus on me. To my chagrin and no little pain it was the huge penis that she pushed into my vagina. I gasped at the intrusion but resisted the urge to pull away from her. She laughed, 

"It is a good thing that she was already wet or I would have taken forever to get it into her." "This is if you want her to service you, if you want to do it to her, I would suggest you use the smaller one in yourself"

Throughout this demonstration, Toni had her hand on my bottom, two fingers in the crack, insistently rubbing the sphincter in a circular motion. I said nothing. Even when she achieved penetration and started thrusting to and fro with her hand I was silent. The humping of my hips I couldn't avoid. Paige wore a huge grin at the spectacle of my new cock bobbing up and down.

"Now model for us, walk over here to me." "And turn"… "And walk back to Toni," as she slapped my bottom. My hesitant steps quickly brought me face to face with Toni who reached up and cruelly slapped both of my breasts. I turned and again my bum was slapped as I started back to Paige. By this time I was crying uncontrollably and becoming very wobbly on my high heels, but I continued to make the trip back and forth between them, being slapped at each turn.

"Faster" Toni said and I started to run, thinking that if I just did as they told me it would end my humiliation more quickly. It was on the return run back to the sales woman that I collapsed and to my utter mortification had a huge orgasm on the floor in front of my tormenters.

The next hour became a blur to me. They both used me in ways I would not have thought possible. I blindly did whatever they told me, reveling at last in my degradation, orgasm crashing down upon orgasm. Toni's vagina became as familiar to me as my own. Paige removed the strapon from me and put it on herself, leaving the monster cock protruding as Toni had suggested. As I sucked and licked Toni, Paige wrecked havoc on both my bottom and vagina.

Finally they were both exhausted and the party came to an end. Paige invited Toni to the house sometime which she accepted with obvious relish.

When we got home I was so tired I couldn't even clean myself up. I threw myself on the bed and fell into a troubled sleep.

TO BE CONTINUED



Marie's Submission Ch. 03



Since I had first given in to the outrageous demands of my daughter, Paige, I had become obsessed with my sexuality. I continually thought about my degradation and breathlessly looked forward to whatever new humiliation she could dream up. I had never before in my life thought of other women in a sexual context and certainly didn't consider myself to be lesbian. But now I was forever watching other women, wondering if they were bisexual, thinking of them in sexual situations, picturing myself in servile slavery to them. When these thoughts first started I tried to resist, but with the daily abuse I received from Paige, it was hopeless. 

I found myself increasingly attracted to the nurses and aides that reported to me, wondering which ones might be receptive to sexual involvement. It wasn't just the employees. Some of the patients were fairly attractive and most, particularly the younger ones, were quite vulnerable. One that I felt drawn to was a 20 year old Chinese girl, Mai ling. She had an exquisite Chinese face with a sassy expression that never seemed to go away. Though somewhat flat chested she had a beautifully toned body and rare for a Chinese, a lovely, full and well rounded bum. The day before her surgery she was a little flirty with me [my imagination?], but I maintained a professional aplomb and pretended not to notice anything amiss. After being prepped for surgery she asked for me and once the ward seemed to be well under control I walked down the hall and entered her room.

"Could you check were they shaved me, I think I have been cut", she said.

I lifted the sheet and looked at her shaved groin. "You look all right on top," "bend your knees and let me look underneath", and gently spreading her legs I gazed at the most beautiful vagina I had ever seen. I couldn't help myself. I swallowed and licked my lips.

Looking up I saw that she was studying my face through narrowly slitted eyes. Trying to keep any tremor out of my voice, I said "It looks alright, I can't see any cuts."

"But it hurts"..."maybe if you look a little closer you can find the sore spot." Mai ling spread her legs a little wider in invitation. I leaned closer and put one hand at the junction of thigh and pelvis. 

"Does this hurt you?" I said as I slowly dragged my finger tips along the side of her vulva.

"Mmmm."...A pensive no? I continued to move my hand, applying light pressure and repeating the same question, "Here?"... "No"..."Here". Her eyes never left my face.

I knew I was blushing. Finally she reached down and firmly grasped my wrist, moving my hand to the centre of her now wet and swollen vagina. With a determined thrust she forced my fingers inside and held me there. For several moments neither of us moved. I stepped back and removed my hand from her grip, my eyes never leaving her face. She wore a confident and knowing smile, and I realized that she knew. No matter how I might try to save face she knew what I was and had every intention of having me. With a whimper I turned on my heel and fled the room.

Retreating to the utility room, I closed the door and tried to catch my breath. My panties were wet and I had that sick feeling again in the pit of my stomach. How could she have guessed? Did my face give me away to other people? Did my nurses know? A surge of shame shot through me. Paige's constant predation was turning me into a public slut... an object for humiliating sexual exploitation, a plaything for any man, woman or child that wanted to use me. How could I face that young woman again? Thankfully, Mai Ling's surgery was scheduled for this afternoon.

After work I went directly home, still thinking of my young patient and what she had done to me. I tried desperately to get her out of my mind, throwing myself into the preparation for supper and cleaning up the apartment. My preoccupation didn't go unnoticed by Paige.

"What's going on with you? You're acting like you've got ants in your pants."

"Something happen at work?"

"It's nothing." I replied, but from her suspicious scowl I could see she wasn't convinced.

"Come here." she said.

I approached with trepidation, half expecting to be slapped as she so often did now. Instead she took my face in her two hands and lovingly kissed me, her lips gently nibbling mine and her tongue lazily pushing into my open mouth. I trembled as she nuzzled my cheek, one hand softly palpating a breast. As I had been taught I stood stock still, hoping that she would use me and still these thoughts of Mai Ling. It wasn't to be. 

She moved back a step and put a hand up my skirt, her fingers quickly pushing aside my panties and finding entry to my weeping sex.

"Why Mommy, you are soaking wet...now what was it that caused this?" all said with a sultry smile. I knew better than to try to hide things so quickly told my daughter what had happened with Mai Ling.

"Will she be out of surgery now?" Paige asked. "Yes,"... "But she won't be conscious for another hour or two" I replied

"Where does she go now, to ICU or back to your ward". I suspected where Paige was taking this but answered honestly anyway, hoping that I was wrong... "ICU is overloaded; she will be brought back to her private room."

My worst fears were realized when Paige said "Get me a lab coat, you and I are going to visit your little chink friend before she wakes up".

Thirty minutes later we were walking down the corridor to Mai Ling's room. Paige was wearing my lab coat and carrying a clipboard as disguise.

When we entered the room, Helen, the duty nurse jumped up spilling her wool and knitting needles on the floor. Crestfallen at being caught doing something that was forbidden, she blurted out "I was just putting this away". "It's ok" I said, "I'm relieving you...I want you to do your meds. I can look after Mai Ling". She left the room.

Paige approached the sleeping girl. She had an Oxygen tube in her nose and was sleeping with her mouth slightly open. Paige leaned over her and kissed her on the mouth, her hand creeping under the hospital gown to cup the girl's vagina. She raised her head and with an evil gleam in her eye she crooked a finger at me, beckoning me forward. I was excited but at the same time terrified. I knew that my degradation was about to enter a new phase...surely Paige wouldn't force me to violate my professional integrity!

But she did. Within seconds she had pushed my face into Mai ling's exposed vagina, and with a guilty eagerness I was sucking and licking that beautiful treasure. Paige nudged me over until I had to crawl onto the bed, my mouth never leaving Mai Ling. Crouched on hands and knees; Paige placed the girl's legs on my back and started whispering in my ear.

"You like sucking chinks...don't you?"... "What a slut you are", "I should have brought a cam to take pics that I could show her"... "Guess I'll just have to tell her what you did, you fuck mouth."..."Get your nose in there you disgusting cuntlapper".

Every filthy word that was uttered was like another thrust in my sex. I had never been so aroused. When the first orgasm came, Paige gave an evil little chuckle and spurred me on to a second and a third. She no longer had to hold my head down. I was completely dedicated to my task. I trembled violently with every soul shattering erotic wave. I wanted to remain forever with my mouth pressed to this sweet girl's sex.

When I felt a feeble humping of the girl's hips into my face, I knew that she was coming to and tried to raise my head. With her hand tangled in my hair, Paige forced me back down. I could only continue, all the while feeling Mai ling's body responding with a weak but growing enthusiasm. My terror at impending discovery only seemed to feed the flow of juice from my vagina. I was lost in erotic compulsion, a slave to the hand in my hair and the vulva at my mouth. Nothing else mattered to me in those moments. The thoughts of losing my job, being bared from the Order of Nurses and even criminal prosecution were dismissed from my mind; tossed lightly away for these few minutes of ecstatic humiliation.

When Mai Ling moaned I dared to raise my eyes and saw that Paige was kissing her. With a burst of energy I rose and got off of the bed. Sense returned to me and pushing my daughter aside I moved forward and spoke to my patient. "Are you awake now," I said.

A low "Mmmmnn" was the only response.

My professional training had taken over. I quickly embarked on the process of bringing her around, interrupted only by an urgent command to Paige; "Wait for me downstairs."

Once Mai Ling was half awake I ordered tea for her and helped her sit up. In her weakened state she leaned against me, her head against my shoulder and I cuddled her gently. Thinking of what I had been doing to her only minutes before, I wondered if she had been sufficiently conscious to know. She must have read my mind because she looked up at me and said in a feeble voice "sank you". I was struck dumb.

When I was sure she could sit up by herself I rang for the floor nurse, handed over my charge and fled with as much false dignity as I could muster. I was floored. I had committed the cardinal sin of any health care worker. I had been guilty of the sexual exploitation of a helpless patient. My shame and feelings of self loathing filled me with disgust...then why was I so totally aroused? My panties were soaked to the point that I could feel the fluid running down my leg. Getting into the car with Paige, her evil chuckle made it clear that my condition was obvious. As I drove home she held me by the scruff of my neck with one hand while the other masturbated me. I had an almost continuous orgasm. Thankfully the short drive [at a very slow speed] was otherwise uneventful.

Once in the apartment, Paige wasted no time in asserting full control over me, making me strip down to a pair of high heels and fetching the monstrous strapon that she loved to use on me. She posed me on hands and knees on the coffee table and placed the bulbous head of the dildo between the cheeks of my bottom. My anus was so completely wetted from my orgasm; I knew that no lubrication would be needed. In silence and with a persistent pressure my daughter entered me. Only when she was ensheathed did she speak.

"Look at me" and I cast my eyes over my shoulder. The look of wicked delight on her face filled me with dread. "I want you to call me Daddy while I fuck you", and when I hesitated she slapped my hip viciously.

"Yes Daddy", with tears in my eyes. I felt filled and as Paige moved from side to side I could feel my organs being pushed around.

"You really enjoyed yourself tonight, didn't you?" And again a "Smack" to the other cheek.

"Yes Daddy, I really enjoyed myself tonight."

"Smack", "I want you to bring Mai Ling to me...invite her to supper when she gets out" and again, "smack", and "Yes Daddy"

By now I could no longer feel pain in my bottom. Only the twisted sick pleasure of my debasement filled my senses. A renewed orgasm clutched me in a heartless grip and I was lost in this new hell.