Kitty was right on the edge of orgasm. She had been there for hours. Now the only thing that held her back was fear. Fear of being caught. Fear of what would happen if she was.
But Becca wouldn’t let her hold back. After denying her all evening, Kitty’s cruel mistress had found exactly where she wanted her sub to cum: surrounded by an unwitting audience. Forced to remain completely silent in the throes of her pleasure.
“Look at those performers on the stage,” said Becca, her voice quiet, but heated with passion. “I want you to imagine what it would be like to be up there. Doing what we’re doing now. Letting your mistress play with you in front of everyone. The spotlight hot on your slutty body. Your pussy dripping as everyone in the crowd sees how much of an exhibitionist pervert you really are…”
Becca’s increased the speed and intensity of her plunging, rubbing fingers. Kitty’s breaths were hot and ragged in her throat. Her thighs trembled. To be seen… to be exposed like that, not to one man like in the car… but to an entire crowd. Kitty felt the power of her long-deferred orgasm roaring up inside her with the unstoppable force of a runaway train.
“Now cum, Sis,” said Becca, her own voice tinged with the taboo thrill of their covert sex act, “Let it out. Show the crowd who you really are.”
Oh God… it was happening. Kitty felt a deep, incapacitating orgasm wash over her with a wave of crackling sexual heat. She felt a powerful moan building in her throat. Her legs shook and her chest heaved. Kitty could feel her pussy greedily clenching and milking her younger sister’s slim fingers, her body desperately responding to her cruel young mistress’s touch. Her lips parted…
And at the last moment, Laura reached over deftly and clapped her hand over Kitty’s mouth, stifling her approaching moan and saving all three of them from some very awkward questions indeed.
For Kitty, the rest of the evening passed in a hazy, blissful blur. She had never orgasmed so hard in her life. She didn’t even have the capacity to feel embarrassed as her mother’s coworkers said good night, clearly noting and appreciating the liquid signs of her arousal dripping down her thighs.
Nothing as trivial as that mattered when she had two strong incredible doms like her mother and sister.
…
Laura clicked the door shut after putting her half-asleep daughter to bed.
Then she rounded on her other daughter with a sharp and critical eye.
“You almost lost control tonight,” she said cooly, arms crossed tightly beneath her impressive breasts. “That’s not a luxury you have as a Dom. Kitty loses control. We maintain it.”
Becca had the grace to look abashed. She had a raw natural talent for domination, but it was increasingly clear that it was a good thing she had a superior Dom to watch out for her. “I’m sorry Mom,’ she said, the subservient tone awkward in her mouth, “I got a little carried away. But we got some good info, didn’t we? An exhibitionist kink, just like we hoped!”
Even in the middle of a reprimand, Laura couldn’t help but crack a smile. “Yes,” she admitted, “That will make the finale we have planned that much sweeter.”
“I also proved that Kitty’s totally obedient now,” insisted Becca with a grin. “We have her eating out of our hands. So… what’s next? What are we doing in week three?”
Laura’s smile grew wider. “Obedience isn’t enough. I want devotion. Dependency. Unconditional love. Kitty almost got away from us. I don’t want that to ever happen again. Sweet little Rose is almost ready too. Soon the loving couple will be right where we want them.”
Becca almost shuddered from the possessive tenderness filling her mother’s voice.
Laura’s eyes sharpened and refocused on her younger daughter. “But back to the matter at hand,” she said grimly. “It looks like you need a lesson in proper control of a sub, Rebecca.”
Becca’s eyebrow furrowed into a sulk. “Awww, Mom, really? I promise I’ll be more careful. Don’t make me sub for you again, it’s so fucking embarrassing!”
Laura simply held out her hand, palm up. “Don’t whine, dear. It’s unbecoming. If you don’t want to sub for me, you will have to show me you can control yourself like a dom should. Besides, tonight was a little… Kitty focused. We could both use the release, and I’m certainly not going to sub for you, sweetheart.”
Becca sighed. It was mortifying to be dominated by her mother, being treated as if she was a pathetic little submissive like Kitty, but her Mom had a point. It was probably better to burn off some sexual energy tonight and approach the new week with a clear head.
Besides, even if it was embarrassing, sex with Laura was never dull, and Becca always left her mother’s bed satisfied.
She placed her hand in her mother’s, lacing her fingers through Laura’s slim fingers and demurely lowering her eyes like a good little submissive.
“Yes, Mom.”
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