Jodi said, “Come here my precious Toy,” and opened her legs so I could stand between them. She bent over and kissed me lovingly. Then spun me around so I was leaning back between her legs as we watched Julie work with Sponge, teaching her to back up without verbal cues.
“Toy, you please me more than I can ever say. Sure my wonderful pet, if you want to make some nice show pony things, then of course you can. You are the truly crafty one here anyway. Make anything you want and I will love it, I’m sure. “ She said as she caressed my neck and pulled back my hair playing with it.
As we watched Julie enjoying herself with a woman pony slave Jodi said softly so Julie would not hear.
“We all know sweet Julie is not like me. She loves the bondage and sexual parts of being a Mistress but she is not cruel. You know when I am cruel with you it’s not because I think you need it but comes from inside me. I have this sick need to make older women suffer. I will still work with you but…”
I put my hands on her legs and patted them.
“ I know, Mistress Jodi… I know … I feel your sympathy for me as you hurt me sometimes. It’s okay. I think I know what you want to say. Julie thinks I am hers anyway.
But I think you should let Julie take charge of Tess’ pony play and keep me as your pony. It was always our thing first, Mistress.” And I knew Julie would be less likely to hurt Tess badly. The control over me would satisfy Jodi, but her complete unconcern for Tess could make her careless.
Then with a little laugh I added. “To be honest I would rather be Julie’s torture slave. She loves me so much and wont hurt me like you would want to. You can take Tess for that and I will be your pony…and your wet nurse, Mistress. I think that would be the most satisfying way to proceed, but of course, it is up to you. Wait till she tells you about our day at the mall. That girl is bold and getting bolder all the time.”
Jodi frowned slightly, pulling me against her almost viciously. Her hands trembled. “You are mine, Barb! I will share you with Julie. I love her too. She can be your Mistress and I will vent the worst of my darkness on Sponge, but never forget who you belong to…”
Jodi pulled my chin around to look at her as she leaned over some. “That being said, did you have an interesting day at the mall?” She had visibly banished the darkness that had risen in her, forcing it down so she could smile at me encouragingly.
“Yes, Miss Jodi we did, I will let Julie tell you. But I will tell you this much. Julie has never been shy. She does school plays, loves an audience and has a wonderful imagination and loves showing off. I don’t know what she has told you but here… don’t tell her I gave you this please.”
I slipped one of the BabyDomme cards out of my pocket and slid into her hand. Jodi looked at it and started to laugh.
“Our little girl is quite the entrepreneur!” she said and I relaxed at the admiration in her voice. The danger seemed to have passed.
Julie
I was so excited over my new idea! I spent hours getting my presentation ready to show Jodi. We sat on the bed with my laptop as I showed her what I wanted to do for us. It could be a fun hobby that could probably make some money.
“Okay look at this, the first page starts with this hot background I made from a tripod selfie shot with mom in lingerie tied spread standing eagle to the foot of your bed gagged and blindfolded. This was before the rings. I want to make this an evolution and not start off too bold on my site”
She could see me standing in front of mom, hands on hips in my old “Hello Kitty”PJ’s . My hair up in pigtails with pink ribbons that matched my jammies and holding the black riding crop in one hand and a coil of rope in the other. Behind mom the bed was littered with sexy toys and bondage gear with my stuffed animals leaning up against pillows and the headboard and all around with button eyes and innocent faces.
“ Great pic here. You are getting really good with timed selfies. Barb looks hot here and so do you with that way cute ass of yours,” she said as she elbowed me.
I beamed. “Thanks, I thought you might like it. I want to get some of you looking more, innocent daughter like. This is your site too, in a way. You will see in a minute.”
The next picture I was using the stand Mirror from my room and the camera at just the right angle to show I was wearing a mask as I looked up at her face. The upwards angle of the mirror shot did show me from both front and back but only from mid thighs up, and not showing my bent knees that made me several inches shorter. Even I would swear from looking at it that I only came up to her up to the bottom of her boobs and looked like a 12 year old.
Across the top the a caption read
“ Helpless mommy slaves”
Across the bottom was the Logo
“ Baby Dommes”
“ Damn Girl I’m impressed” Jodi said with a laugh
“Oh there’s more check this out”
Page two is another picture of mom with the rope from my hands now binding her big tits. I had one tit whipped red from the crop. I put that other rope on for a nice tight crotch rope. I waited till her head tossed back in that look of agony to snap that one”
Jodi was taking it all in quietly now.
Over the picture “Slave moms as…”
All around the picture were words and phrases.
Pony slaves, begging puppy slaves, teacher slaves, milked hucow slaves, captured nanny slaves and much more.
Then under the pic in a box
See this slut and other mom’s getting progressively tied and see the building anguish and shame as they are subdued and used as sexual slaves to dominant daughters. . Made to give milk, lick little girl pussy and many more humiliating experiences this mom will be used over and over.
Her shame will be intense, her pains and torments severe at times.
Page three is a more close up third shot with whip marks placed in an erotic pattern all over her body. A glint of tears running down her cheeks. Streaks of milk running down over the curves of the bound tortured tits. My hand between her legs pushing a dildo up her wet pussy. Down the left side of page
Punishment!
Humiliation!
Training!
Pain!
Sex!
Tortures!
Page four is mom hanging limp in her ropes, nipple cones filled with milk on her nipples, whipped severely and looking totally defeated.
“This site is unlike any other you will ever see. Not only are they real moms they are real slaves. This is an intimate look into the lives of real people doing this for real.
It is also a guide to how to turn your own “mom”, teacher, auntie, bestie’s mom and others into helpless sex slaves with stories, picutres and videos giving step by step guidence and instructions covering everything from setups to detailed bodage lessons.
We will have links to purchase everything you will need to make your own “mom” into your helpless sex slave from puppy collars, ropes, chains, custom leather harnesses, milking supplies, legal drugs and more to have them docile cows giving milk to slaves screaming in agony.
New content will be added daily with at least one extended video weekly. Premium members will see even more videos, photos and get to watch a live webcam feed of the most severe sessions. For an extra fee some custom scenes may be performed live on two way cams and live chats so you can interact with us as you give the instructions for how you want our mommy slaves to suffer or cum. We can even instruct you on how to make your own mom all yours with real time interactive guidance.
This site is strictly lesbian and we only offer live cam sessions and instruction for female/female but anyone is welcome to join and watch.
Also see my sister’s DARK site “TORTURED MOMS!” See slave moms bound and beaten, raped and defiled. Tortured with needles and humiliated in shame!
Jodi was stunned but turned all smiles as we talked.
“I didn’t know you even took this many photos….So miss porn producer and slave mom guru what are you thinking about for my “Tortured mom’s” site?” she finally asked.
“Well here is what I’ve been thinking. We use your room and public places for BabyDommes and the barn for Tortured moms. For now we have just mom but what you said about us maybe needing a matched set of ponies for the cart when we were talking about Tess… well it got me thinking. Now that we have her…well maybe we could make the sites look like we are lezzy girlfriends who have both turned our moms into our slaves. We could make half from what we are doing for real and half as a fantasy of how it happened and who they are.”
Jodi had been scrolling back over the stuff on my laptop and listening intently.
She looked at me and asked in a more serious tone.
“ So in the fantasy part of it, Barb is your mom and Tess is mine?”
“That was my thinking at first but…hey! What if we were sisters?! Then Mom would be both of ours and Sponge would be “Aunt Tess”! We can do a series of narrative videos where you subdue Mom and then bring me in as your little sister. Then together we take down Auntie Tess! Aunt Tess was always mean to us so you punish her severely on your site while I discipline Mom on mine. Together we can do the ponies and milking. I bet we could even make some money out of this. I posted one video to the web and we got thousands of likes! Since then I have been setting up the website, but I have not published it to the web yet. I wanted to check with you first.”
Jodi looked thoughtful, “So your side would be sweetness and little girl games gone wrong and mine would be more dungeon torture. The pony play will be on both? I like it. All names must be changed and everyone in masks at all times. There should also be disclaimers about age and consent on the sites. We don’t need any trouble,” she said. I nodded, of course I would add all that!
Jodi was again looking at my laptop and thinking.
“ Wouldn’t it be hot to meet some girls online and help them make their moms into slaves? Now, let’s talk about the sister site!”
Jodi
Later that night I did a lot of thinking about what Barb and Julie were trying to tell me. In one way they were right. I had reached Barb’s physical limits. But she came alive beneath my hands when I tortured her mentally. I was unwilling to give her up completely. But it was a good idea for me to use my more…excessive…tortures on Tess alone. And it would be good for Tess to learn under the gentle domination Julie was better at. You could not just torture and torture with no coressponding softness…not if you wanted a properly obedient slave. Julie would give that to Tess when I positively could not. It was a much better arrangement.
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