"Moms & Daughters": A Family Affair Part 4

4. MOM RECALLS TURNING HER STRONG-WILLED DAUGHTER CHLOE

Meanwhile, as Debbie was getting fucked by her husband, an act she enjoyed, but seldom got off from, she reminisced about the first time she ever turned Chloe.

Although I had planned on training both my daughters to be submissive lesbian pets for myself, just like my mother had done to me, I had originally planned to do it slyly and have one of my already trained lovers do the dirty work.

Yet, when I was training my newest pet, Chloe's best friend, Maggie, in the art of pleasing a woman, Maggie's cell phone rang. It was a Saturday, a couple days after Chloe had turned eighteen, and she was supposed to be on a shopping spree.

Maggie had just finished getting me off with her inexperienced but eager tongue. I handed her her phone and ordered, "Answer it, but put it on speakerphone."

"Yes, Mistress," Maggie nodded, as she moaned softly.

"Hiiiii, Chloe," Maggie greeted.

"Hi, bitch," my sophisticated daughter greeted. "I thought you were going to call me when you got back from basketball practice."

"I got all tied up," she answered, which almost made me laugh, since I had her tied to my bed for almost an hour as I tested her ability to resist reaching orgasm.

"I'm just about home. I'm going to drop off my first shopping spree purchases and then am going to go back out," Chloe revealed.

Maggie's face went white as a ghost, while I simultaneously saw opportunity.

I snapped my fingers and implied she was to follow me as Maggie stammered, "O-o-oh, what did you buy?"

"Get your ass to my house and you can see," she said. "I can't believe you didn't call me, it's my eighteenth birthday shopping spree, bitch!"

"I really couldn't break away," Maggie said, making me laugh softly, as we reached the kitchen.

I pointed to the counter as Chloe said, "Hey, your car is in front of the house."

Maggie hopped onto the counter and admitted, "Yes, your Mom had me come over to surprise you."

"Really?" Chloe asked, as I grabbed some honey.

Our relationship had been strained, as often was the case when daughters become teenagers.

I spread Maggie's legs, pulled aside her panties, which she had just put back on, and began spreading honey all over her pussy.

"I'm hanging up," Chloe said and did indeed hang up.

Maggie watched in stunned shock as I coated her cunt with honey and explained, "I think you will be her belated eighteenth birthday present."

"Really?" Maggie asked, clearly mortified by the concept, just as the front door opened.

I began rubbing her clit as Chloe called out, "Hello?"

"We're in the kitchen," I called out, with only a slight trepidation at the risk that went along with what she might be about to say.

Chloe came into the kitchen and dropped her bags. "Oh my God."

"Hi, honey," I smiled, smirking to myself at the double use of honey.

"What's going on here?" Chloe asked.

"Do you want a taste of your present?" I replied, putting my finger to my mouth.

She looked at me perplexed.

Maggie, of course, was looking down, completely mortified to be caught by her best friend.

"I don't understand."

"Maggie is your present," I said.

"What?" she asked.

"It's time you learned the family secret," I continued, before turning to Maggie, "You may leave."

"Yes, Mistress," Maggie nodded, still not making eye contact with Chloe.

"Mistress?" Chloe repeated, still in awe of what she was witnessing.

Once Maggie left the kitchen, to get her clothes, I continued, "You see, Chloe, since you are eighteen now, you are old enough to know the truth."

"What truth?" Chloe asked, "That my mother is a lesbian?"

"Don't you dare give me attitude, Chloe," I firmly said, walking to her.

"Mom, I just caught you with my best friend," she began.

"Chloe," I interrupted. "Things are going to change here now."

"Agreed," she nodded.

"Knees, Chloe," I firmly ordered.

"Pardon?" she questioned, a complete look of surprise in her eyes, as the front door closed.

"Now, get on your fucking knees Chloe May Parker," I demanded, as I put my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her down.

She still looked shocked, and her eyes never broke eye contact with mine, as she fell to her knees.

I explained, calm again, "You see, Chloe, our family history of lesbian submission to our mothers goes back generations."

"You had sex with grandma?" she asked.

"Still do," I answered, although she now lived in Europe and thus we seldom saw each other.

"Oh my God," she said.

"Go ahead, Chloe, I already know you have had a few lesbian trysts," I said, Maggie sharing with me many stories of my daughter's wild side.

"But you're my Mom," she said, as she looked at my pussy.

"And you're my pet," I countered, as I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to me.

For a second she didn't do anything, but eventually she began licking.

"That's it, my little slut, suck Mommy's cunt," I moaned, as she began lapping hungrily.

This made her suck my clit and my legs actually buckled a little. Not wanting to come yet, I pulled her away and ordered, "Get undressed, my pet."

"Yes, Mommy," she nodded, her usual defiant persona gone.

She stood up and undressed.

I explained, "Starting today, I am your Mistress and you my pet. In a little while we will add Amanda to the secret and she will be your pet."

"Really?" she asked, a wide devious smile crossing her face.

"You have Mistress potential Chloe, but all Mistresses need to know what it is like to be a submissive. You se,e there is always a stronger woman out there somewhere," I explained.

"I guess," she shrugged.

"Now get on the table and masturbate for me," I ordered.

"Why?" she asked, "Can't we just fuck?"

"We need to set a clear hierarchy," I explained. "One being you do as I fucking say without question. Now, do as you're told."

"Fine," she agreed, although you could tell she was pissed.

"Fine, Mistress Mommy," I corrected.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Fine, Mistress Mommy."

"That's one," I counted.

"I'm not five anymore," she said, still defiant.

"Two," I said. When the girls were young if I hit three there were consequences.

Wordlessly, she got on the table.

"Now rub yourself, but you're not allowed to come," I said, as I grabbed some bread and put it in the toaster.

"You're making toast?" she asked, as she began rubbing herself.

"You interrupted the afternoon snack I was about to have," I answered,

She didn't say anything as she continued rubbing herself.

I watched her as I put honey on my toast.

I watched as I ate my toast.

I watched while I finished the milk.

I went and grabbed my own robe, as well as hers, and returned.

I watched as her breathing got more accelerated.

I asked, "Does my little slut need to come?"

"Yessssss," she moaned.

"Stop," I ordered.

"Please, no," she whined.

"Now, go get dressed, your sister is going to be home at any minute," I ordered, knowing that pushing a pet's limits was the best way to train a pet.

"You're serious?" she asked.

"Pets earn their orgasms through obedience," I said, rather matter-of-factly. Suddenly the front door opened and I said, as I handed her the robe, "No coming until I give you permission, is that clear my little slut?"

"Yes, Mistress Mommy," she whispered, frustrated that she was not allowed to finish what she had started, both in licking my cunt and in getting herself off.

"And this remains a secret for now," I added.

She nodded as she put the robe on.

"And by the way, Maggie really is your present," I added, just as Amanda walked into the kitchen.

The next morning, once Amanda and my husband were gone, I was surprised when my daughter startled me, making me drop a bowl of cereal on the floor as she pulled my robe off me, dropped to her knees and buried her face in my cunt from behind.

"Oh my," I moaned, "my daughter is rather eager for some beaver."

"I've been craving it all night," she admitted, while hungrily lapping my cunt.

"Well, this is a very good breakfast for you," I joked.

"A pussy a day keeps the doctor away," she joked.

"Then I think you are going to be very, very healthy," I moaned as my orgasm began to rise.

As her husband filled her cunt with cum, she moaned, faking her own orgasm, frustrated to be distracted from her memory, "Yessssssss."

That night in bed, she made a crazy connection. Her mother, whom she hadn't seen in over a year, before her two daughters had become her submissives, was arriving the day before Nude Day.

A devious plan forming in her head, she decided she would give each pet a task to complete before having a very special Nude Day anniversary that included a big surprise...their grandmother.

The next day, she told her daughters, after their father had left, "Girls, Nude Day is coming up again."

Chloe smiled, "That was the day you became a full time cunt muncher."

"You were one first," Amanda quipped back.

"Focus, sluts," Deborah said, annoyed that they still fought like sisters even though they were nineteen now.

"Sorry, Mistress Mommy," they both said in unison while giving each other a look.

"So, each of you needs to seduce at least one girl or MILF before then and be ready to share your story with us," the mother challenged.

"Only one?" Chloe asked, loving seducing straight MILF's.

"At least one," Deborah clarified.

While Chloe loved the challenge, Amanda hated it. She wasn't a seductress like her older sister or mother, and thus this challenge brought instant anxiety.

"It's settled," the Mom nodded. "We will spend Nude Day at home as a family."

"What about Dad?" Chloe asked.

"He's gone all that week on a business trip," she answered.

"Can we bring pets?" Chloe asked.

"No," Deborah answered, "this is a special family only day."

"Yummy," Chloe nodded, her head already thinking that would be the day that she took control of the top of the lesbian food chain.