submission----(incest-lesbian bondage)----part-1 thru 7-of-2

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Submission

Part-1-of-7

Introduction
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After years of marriage, Wanda an innocent 33-year old house wife was about to embark on a journey of forced sexual exploration that would forever change her way of looking at herself and the world that surrounded her. Wanda lived what she and all her friends viewed as ‘The Idealist Life.’ She, her 2-children a boy aged 13 and a girl 11, and her husband had just moved into a nice middle class neighborhood next door to her brother. Of course they welcomed them to the neighborhood when they moved in. her brothers family consisted of Tim the father, Geri the mother, John the son, and Ashley the daughter. John was 20 and a freshman in college and Ashley was 17 and a senior in high school.

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Their new house was on a large lot and had ample room for all to play and live, including an Olympic size swimming pool. Wanda’s days were full of chasing kids and cleaning house. When the day was over, her family dinners were always well prepared and set upon the family dinning room table.

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The rigors of her life had done well to sculpt this fine creamy white beauty into an image of pure delight. Of course there was enough money to afford Wanda a full-time membership at the local gym. Wanda, a natural redhead, went there religiously to maintain her curvaceous 5-feet 5-inches and 34C-24-35, and a slim 130 lbs figure.

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But because her husband was always working, Wanda was feeling quite lonely. After she got the family feed, she started to surf chat rooms looking for someone to share her frustrations with. She found a comforting friend to chat with in DomGurl. They would meet on Friday or Saturday nights in the chat room. As their relationship progressed, they began to get more intimate in their subjects.
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Wanda, as LonelyOne, shared with DomGurl her fantasies of being submissive and being dominated. DomGurl suggested that LonelyOne try being a cyber submissive and that she would be her dominatrix. Wanda considered that a safe way to explore her fantasies and agreed. They agreed to start the next Friday night at 7 o'clock.

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For Wanda the week seemed to last forever. On Friday, she arrived home, full of anticipation of her package and chat session. As she arrived home, she ran into Ashley who was also just getting home. They exchanged greetings.
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Because she was uncomfortable around Ashley, Wanda was thankful that. She had once over heard Ashley bragging to one of her girlfriends that she could get any cock in the world hard, just by bending over and sticking her tight ass up into the air, and since Wanda had actually seen Ashley in action, she didn't doubt her for a minute. On more than one occasion she’d see Ashley openly teased her own husband. Uncle or not, the young vixen loved to brush her chest up against him, or bend over in front of him, just a little longer than what would be considered appropriate. Wanda was always disappointed to see the growing bulge in her husband's pants that accompanied the sick smile plastered across his face.

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As usual her husband was at some kind of meeting and wouldn’t be home until after mid-night so Wanda didn’t have to worry about him tonight. All she wanted to do was to feed her family so she could get on line. Wanda found that she was too excited to eat and decided to open a bottle of wine to help calm her down. After her 3rd glass of wine, Wanda was very relaxed and realized it was almost 7 o'clock. She poured herself another glass of wine, and headed for her study.
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Making sure that she locked the door behind her, Wanda sat down at her computer, signed on, and waited for DomGurl. 7 o'clock came and no DomGurl. 7:05. 7:10. 7:15. Wanda was getting very anxious and upset with DomGurl for not being on time. Did she forget? As Wanda wondered why DomGurl was not online, her thoughts were interrupted as the chime rang from the computer indicating DomGurl had signed on.
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Wanda immediately started to type, "Where have you been?"

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DomGurl responded, "Do you really wish me to be your Mistress and for you to submit to me?"

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Between Wanda's inebriated state and her anxiousness to get started, she quickly typed, "Yes, of coursed I do."
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DomGurl had gotten LonelyOne into the anxious state that she wanted and continued, "Then you will never question me again as you have tonight and you will address me as Mistress or Ma’am. Do you understand?"

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"Yes, I understand," returned Wanda.

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"What?" shot back DomGurl as Wanda realized her mistake.

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"Yes Ma’am."
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"What are you wearing?"
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Wanda described her clothes; a light blue cotton blouse, a dark blue skirt that went to her knees, dark gray pantyhose, dark blue pumps with 3-inch heels, an embroidered mesh and charmeuse bra, with a matching mesh thong.
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DomGurl commanded LonelyOne to take her blouse and skirt off. Wanda again answered "Yes Ma’am." As she began to unbutton her blouse, she felt the tingling beginning and her face getting flush with excitement. She unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt and slid it off. She finished unbuttoning her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders and piled it on her skirt on the floor.
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By the time she finished, she felt her thong getting damp between her legs. She reported back to DomGurl that her blouse and skirt were off. "I don't want you to wear pantyhose when you are with me. I prefer you in stockings and a garter belt. Understand?" Wanda replied that she understood. "Good, now rip those pantyhose off!"
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Wanda reached down and grabbed the crotch of her pantyhose and tore them open. She stood up and proceeded to shred her pantyhose. Wanda typed back that she was done.
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DomGurl decided to see how far LonelyOne would go in this first session. "Now for some punishment for your impertinence earlier. I want you to walk outside to the end of the block, cross the street and walk on the other side of the street from your house to the end of the block, then cross back and return home."
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Wanda quickly responded, "I cannot walk outside in just my bra and panties!"

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DomGurl found the resistance amusing. "Of course not my little pet. You may put your blouse and skirt back on, but you are only allowed to fasten the two buttons of your blouse. That’s for not calling me Ma’am or Mistress again.”
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"Go now for your walk. I’ll be waiting for you."

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With that, Wanda typed, "I’ll be back soon," and got up to go for her walk.
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Wanda was full of excitement and trepidation about going out with the top buttons of her blouse undone. The cleavage of her 34C breasts would be easily seen be anyone she ran into. At the right angle, even some of her bra would be visible. Thankfully, giggled Wanda, the kids were in their rooms studying and watching TV so she wouldn’t have to contend with them.
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Wanda knew that she had a nice figure that attracted attention. But Wanda was definitely not used to dressing in such a revealing manner. With all these thoughts racing through her head, she started out the door and down the block.
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Ashley couldn't believe how much fun she was having giving commands to another female. She headed downstairs to grab something to drink while she waited for LonelyOne. As she was grabbing a glass from the cupboard, she glanced out the side window of the kitchen and noticed aunt Wanda coming out of her front door.
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She started for the refrigerator but stopped short. She went back to the window and looked at aunt as she was walking away. She was wearing a dark blue skirt and light blue blouse. Ashley started to think, could LonelyOne be my Aunt Wanda?
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Thinking back to the afternoon, she recalled talking to Aunt Wanda and remembered the blouse and skirt, and her nervousness about her about getting home. Ashley quickly poured her drink and went out to the living room and peered out the window. Soon she saw Aunt Wanda coming down the street on the other side of the street. Ashley watched her reach the end of the block, cross the over and walk on her way back to her house. She watched her aunt turn up her sidewalk and go back into her house.
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Excited, Ashley raced back upstairs to her room. From her bedroom, Ashley could see her aunt Wanda's house. She watched as Wanda entered her study and sat down at the desk. Within seconds, Ashley received a message from LonelyOne, "Mistress, I’m back from my walk."
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Ashley couldn’t believe that her 33-year old aunt was becoming her submissive. Wanting to make sure of the identity of LonelyOne, she typed, "Go to your window and slowly unbutton your blouse and take it off, then take your skirt off and stand there for 15-seconds. Let me know when you are done."
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Wanda was again filled with nervousness and trepidation. She knew that her 2-high school age niece and nephew next door had the bedrooms that faced her home. She hoped they weren’t in their rooms tonight.
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Feeling very excited, her heart pounding, she walked over to her window. She looked over at the windows facing hers. There was a light on in the kitchen and in the living room downstairs but no one in sight. She turned her gaze to the two upper windows. She saw faint lights in both windows but did not see anyone. She dismissed the lights and figured the lights were computer monitors left on.
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With a deep breath, Wanda started to slowly unbutton the only two buttons on her blouse that were still fastened. She slipped the blouse off and started on her skirt. She unfastened the button and unzipped it. She slowly let it slide down her legs. Then she stood there in her bra and panties and counted to fifteen.
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From behind the curtain at the side of the window, Ashley watched her aunt Wanda approach the window and pause. When she her aunt standing in front of the window she knew for sure that her aunt was LonelyOne. Her thoughts now turned to wondering if her aunt would follow her instructions and undress in the window
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It seemed like forever, but her aunt finally …

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Submission

Part-2-of-7

Push the limits

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It seemed like forever, but her aunt finally unbuttoned her blouse. Ashley watched as Wanda finished taking her blouse and skirt off. And then as instructed, wearing nothing but her panties and bra, she stood in the window for 15-seconds. She watched as her aunt left the window and waited for her IM.
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What neither of the girls knew was that, Shawn, Wanda’s 13-year old son had climbed out his bedroom window and was lying on the porch roof looking at the stars and waiting for a meteor shower that the weathermen had predicted. From where he was laying was right by his mother’s window so he’d had a perfect view of his mother stripping and stand in the window in her panties and bra. Hoping to get footage of the meteor showers, Shawn had his father’s camcorder, but his mom’s display was so quick that he didn’t get a shot. Like all testosterone driven teenagers he was curious about the female form, so he moved into a better position in hopes of seeing more.

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Wanda sent her message to DomGurl that she finished her instructions. Ashley wanted to see how far she could get her aunt to go in her first session. "Take your bra and panties off." Wanda quickly unfastened her bra and took it off. She slipped off her panties and sat in her chair with only her pumps on.

"I have finished taking my bra and panties off Mistress."

"Now pet, get up and hang your bra and panties in the window. Then stand there for 15-seconds and return to me."

Wanda again was filled with anxiety, and couldn't believe that she was about to stand naked in the window but her desire to please DomGurl pushed her forward. She got up picked up her bra and panties and hung it in the window. She looked down while she counted and saw her juices starting to drip down her leg.
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This time when his mother moved to the window, Shawn was almost close enough to touch her and the camcorder in his hand waiting. By the time his mother moved away from the window, Shawn had the biggest erection that he’d ever had in his life and the whole display on film. .

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Again Ashley hid behind the curtain and spied on her aunt, and the sight of her standing there naked was making her horny. The power she had over her aunt was becoming intoxicating. She wanted more.
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Wanda IM'ed Ashley that she’d put her bra and panties in the window, and that, she’d stood there naked for the required 15-seconds.

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Ashley IM'ed back, "You may retrieve your bra and panties and put them back on. And that’s all you’re to wear for the rest of the night. Nothing else. Is that clear? Repeat it back to me."

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Wanda typed back, "Yes Mistress. I will put my bra and panties back on but nothing else tonight."

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"Good my Pet. After you do that, I want you to put bright red lip-gloss on. I will check back with you in 15-minutes."
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When Wanda went back to the window and grabbed her bra and panties, Shawn got another eye full of his mother’s nakedness. After retrieving her bra and panties, she headed still naked to her bedroom. She put her bra back on and carefully slipped her panties back on over her torn pantyhose and then headed for her bathroom to find her lip-gloss.
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She applied the lip-gloss and stared at herself in the mirror. She was shocked to see the slut staring back at her. She was very disturbed that she liked what she saw. 'How could I be so excited and aroused by this?'
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She was shaken from her thoughts by the doorbell ringing. 'Who could this be at this hour?' She started for the door, but stopped realizing how she was dressed. Grabbing her robe, she put it on. It was a short robe, reaching only half way to her knees. She was looking for something else to put on when the doorbell rang again. Feeling rushed, she decided the short robe would be enough and headed for the front door.
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When she opened it, she was surprised to see her niece Ashley standing there. Ashley spoke, "Sorry to disturb you, aunt Wanda, but our computer connection seems to have died and I need to finish some homework that I was working on. Would it be ok to finish on your computer?"

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"Ashley, this isn't a real good time."

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"Oh please aunt Wanda. It won't take long," said Ashley as she ducked past her aunt and walked on in. not really having a choice, Wanda relented and led her niece upstairs. As Wanda approached the room she remembered that her IM screen with DomGurl was still on the monitor. It was too late; Ashley was already in the room.

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As her aunt Wanda watched, Ashley read the screen, the same thing that was still on her screen. "Oh my, you seem to be busy." Wanda blushed, ashamed that her young niece had seen her conversation with DomGurl. "It says here that you shouldn't have that robe on."
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Ashley eyed her aunt Wanda, as she confronted her about it. "I think you should take that robe off."

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"Ashley, that wouldn't be appropriate with you… " But before she could finish, she felt the sting of Ashley's hand across her face.

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"Now take that robe off slut!"
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Still out on the roof, Shawn moved closer to the window when she heard her cousin Ashley tell his mother to take off her robe. From his vantage point he got a perfect shot of his cousin Ashley slapping his mother and every thing that transpired afterwards her mother hesitated.
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Wanda's eyes teared up as much from embarrassment as pain. She had trouble understanding what was happening to her. "Didn't you enjoy all my instructions tonight, the walk, the undressing in the window, and the ripping of your pantyhose? You must have, you have on the red lip-gloss."
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Wanda's mind raced. How did Ashley know all that? Slowly, she realized that Ashley was DomGurl. Dejectedly, she took her robe off and stood in front of her Mistress with her head down. Ashley bent over and picked up the belt from the robe and tied it around her neck. Then using it for a leash, she led her aunt back to her bedroom.

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Sensing where they were going, Shawn scampered silently across the porch roof and was stationed by his mom’s window filming when the 2-girls walked in the bedroom.

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Ashley rotated the robe belt so that it the robe belt hung down her back. Ashley grabbed Wanda's hands and pulled them behind her and tied them with the belt.
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Wanda was in a helpless position. "Stand here slut! And don't move." Doing as she was told, Wanda wondered what was to come next. Her back was to the door so she couldn’t see, but she could hear Ashley coming back up the stairs and down the hall. "You’ve been a bad girl again. You don't seem to follow directions very well."

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"Yes Mistress, I have been disobedient tonight."
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Wanda felt cold steel on her shoulder and then suddenly the tension in the right bra strap released and she felt her right breast sag. Next she felt the knife under her left bra strap and it too fell away. As the mesh bra cups fell away from her breasts, her nipples hardened.
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Ashley walked around in front of Wanda, wielding one of her kitchen knives. "You must like that slut. Your nipples are huge." Ashley reached down and ran her fingers over Wanda's panties and felt her wetness. She slipped her fingers under the elastic around the leg hole and ran them along her pussy lips. She came away with wet fingers. "Seems that your panties are getting a little wet too."
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She pressed her fingers to her aunt's mouth. "Lick your juices slut!" Wanda licked Ashley's fingers clean. Ashley disappeared behind Wanda again. This time she grabbed the back of Wanda’s panties and yanked up on it forcing the front of the panties to imbed into the pussy. Wanda groaned in delight.
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She was quickly brought back to reality again when she felt the cold knife slip under the side of her panties. A swift cut and a side panel of her panties were dangling. Next came the other side. Now both sides were hanging down, and the only thing keeping up was the part imbedded in her front and back cracks.
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Ashley rotated her aunt Wanda toward her full-length mirror. Wanda stared at herself in the mirror. Her white cut up mesh bra hanging down from her exposed breasts, and panties imbedded deep in cracks. She was overcome with shame and excitement. Her emotions were in a state of confusion.
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Ashley untied her hands and walked over to the bed and sat down. "Play with your cunt slut!" Wanda reached down and started to rub herself. She inserted one finger and then a second finger. She had never masturbated in front of anyone before. She was so embarrassed but could not stop. She felt her orgasm building.
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Shawn couldn’t believe his luck. Every inch of this film was gold. From his vantage point he had a magnificent view of his mother’s fingers sticking in her pussy. This tape was too good to hide, mother or no mother this film was going on the Internet.

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Suddenly, "Stop slut! Come here!" Wanda walked over to where Ashley was sitting on the bed. Ashley stood up and grabbed her aunt’s breasts and squeezed them hard. Wanda moaned loudly.
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"Undress me slut!" Blonde haired Ashley had piercing blue eyes and a lithe 5-foot 7-inches model's figure. Ashley played soccer on the high school team and that kept her 34C-26-34 frame at a svelte 140 lbs. even though her niece flirted with her husband, Wanda and unknown to her, Shawn had both secretly dreamed about seeing Ashley's athletic body. And now they were both about to get their wish.
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Wanda reached for the bottom of Ashley's t-shirt and …

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Submission

Part-3-of-7

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Wanda reached for the bottom of Ashley’s t-shirt and slowly pulled it up over her head. She put the shirt down on the bed and reached for the snap on her jeans. She undid the snap and zipper and knelt and her jeans down Ashley's smooth, athletic legs. She reached back up and slowly pulled her panties down revealing a glistening pussy.
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Grabbing Wanda by her red hair, Ashley pushed her face into her crotch. "Lick me slut!"

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Moving between Ashley’s, she spread them further apart. She marveled at what a beautiful pussy Ashley as she leaned forward and planted a light kiss right at the top of her slit. Nervously, Wanda slid her hand up Ashley’s thigh and gently pulled her lips apart. Then she ran her tongue down in between them and started licking. Ashley’s aroma was very strong, and Ashley’s scent filled her nostrils and making Wanda’s blood pump even faster. Moving up, she stroked Ashley’s clit with her tongue, making her writhe around on the bed. Wanda wrapped her other arm around under Ashley’s leg, her hand ending up in a position to keep her lips open. She traced the fingertips of her newly freed hand down to Ashley’s opening. Her juices flowing freely now so Wanda’s finger slid right in. even though Ashley was tight, she managed to slide a second finger in, to join the first in slipping in and out. Her tongue was still working on Ashley’s clit, along with the occasional sucking. Ashley’s hips had left the bed as her second finger entered her and she was pushing her hips up against Wanda’s face. "Lick me," moaned Ashley as her hands pushed on the back of Wanda’s head, keeping her mouth on her clit.

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His mother and father had never thought about putting a block on his computer so thanks to watching hours and hours of porn on the Internet, he was familiar with both bondage and girl on girl action. But never in a million years did he ever expect to see his mother doing it or that he’d be able to film it.

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Ashley was so turned on, gasping and moaning uninhibitedly as she withered sensuously all over the bed. Talking explicitly, telling her aunt Wanda how great it was having her mouth on her pussy. Enthusiastically her aunt licked her throbbing clit until Ashley was moaning in ecstasy. in a fit of total sexual pleasure, Ashley held onto her aunts hair as she bucked wildly about on the bed. Caught up in lust, Ashley spread her legs as wide as she could in an attempt to give her aunt better access to her pussy.

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Backing off, Wanda lovingly ran her tongue along her niece’s milky flesh, licking the crease where her niece’s legs connected to her torso. Then she moved back softly kissing the moist flesh of her niece’s womanhood, then running her tongue up and down the length of Ashley’s slit. Wanda quickens her pace as she tries to lick deeper, to get her tongue in as far as possible, Wanda could feel the slight tightening of her niece’s body and pussy. Then her niece’s body started to spasm so hard that Wanda could feel it clenching around her tongue. And then as Wanda’s mouth was bathed in her juices, her niece fell weakly back on the bed.

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Ashley got up from the bed and dressed herself. Getting ready to leave, she looked at her aunt Wanda once again. As her aunt stood there with her breasts exposed above the bra barely clinging to her torso, and no panties, Ashley thought about how fantastic it was to own another woman, she almost cummed just thinking about it. On her way out, she playfully gave her aunt a resounding smack on the ass and said, "I’ll be in touch slave. I’ll have more for you to do."

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As soon as she got home, Ashley immediately called her girlfriend Stacey and told her the dirty little secret about her aunt being her submissive. They laughed an evil laugh together as they thought about how to make the most of her aunt's misfortune.

"You know we really have a lot of leverage here, and if we play our cards right, we could really have some fun. But what to do, what to do?" Stacey hissed.

"I've got it Stacey." Ashley nearly exploded. "You know how we wanted to go to spring break last year and my cousin chickened out at the last minute?"

"Yeaaa." Stacey hissed again.

"Well, this year we're going in style!" Stacey and Ashley continued to plot their evil plan, not only to use their aunt to get to Florida, but to further tighten their grip and eventual real ownership of the unwary wife and mother.

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Wanda had just experienced her first submissive experience. Ashley, her 17-year old niece, had just left her. Her young niece was now her Mistress.
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She stood in the middle of her bedroom in her bra with the bra cups and straps pulled down exposing her breasts. She looked at herself in the mirror and began to feel the ache in her loins.
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She loved the feeling of submitting to another woman. She loved the feeling of vulnerability. She loved being stripped and having her clothes torn off. The fantasies of her past were becoming a reality.
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Knowing that the show was over, Shawn climbed quietly back through his bedroom window and went to bed. He’d heard his cousin telling his mother that she’d be in touch. So instead of going to sleep, he was trying to figure out how to get their next meeting on film. Just before he dropped off to sleep, it hit him, spy cameras.
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When Wanda was told by her Mistress to expect future instructions, she was filled with dread and excitement at the same time. She wondered what her next commands would be. Saturday passed, then Sunday without word from Ashley. Could it be that it was just a one-time experience?
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After spending all his money, Shawn worked diligently the next week and by Friday both his mother’s study and her bedroom was covered with motion activate spy cameras, with the pick up going straight to his computer and on to his hard drive. Although his cousin Ashley hadn’t been over yet, he had some great shots of his mother naked, even a couple of her masturbating, and one especially good one of his mother and dad fucking.

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Friday night, Wanda received e-mail from Ashley. 'Slut, we are going shopping tomorrow. Be ready to go at 10am. Mistress Ashley.' Wanda was filled with excitement.
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Wanda was up early on Saturday, anticipating her shopping date. Wanting to please her new Mistress, she dressed in one of her favorite embroidered bra and panty sets. Next she selected a green form fitting blouse and a pair of cream-colored slacks that hugged her hips. She slipped on a pair of black 3-inch heels and checked her appearance in the mirror. Satisfied that her Mistress would be pleased, she smiled in satisfaction.
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Wanda was jolted out of her state of contentment by the ringing of the doorbell. She took one more look to make sure nothing was amiss in her appearance before she headed for the front door.
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By the time Wanda was half way down the stairs, the doorbell rang again. She hurried down the last remaining stairs and ran to the front door. She quickly opened the door to find her niece Ashley and her girlfriend, Stacey both with a looks of impatience on her faces. Wanda couldn’t believe her eyes, they were dressed like a couple of street walking whores, in tight black leather mini skirts, fuck-me-pump shoes and halter tops that barely covered their bra-less breasts. .

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"Well Slut, what took you so long to answer the door?" asked Ashley as she pushed past Wanda.

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Looking backwards and forth between Stacey and her niece, Wanda stammered, "Sorry Mistress Ashley, I was upstairs."

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"I do not expect to be kept waiting," Ashley retorted while she looked over her aunts. "Come with me," she commanded, as she and Stacey headed upstairs to the bedroom.
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When they reached Wanda's bedroom, Ashley commanded, "Take your pants off and give me the belt. I want to be able to see your legs during this trip, so pick out a loose fitting skirt." Even though embarrassed because Stacey was watching, Wanda did as commanded. She undid her belt and handed it to Ashley. Next she unfastened her pants and slipped them off. Before she could head for the closet, she was commanded, "Come here slut!"
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Wanda returned to Ashley, who was now seated on the bed. "Bend over my knees!" Afraid of what was to come, Wanda uneasily placed herself across her niece’s lap, her panty clad ass suddenly feeling quite vulnerable. Ashley gently caressed her ass, lulling Wanda into a false sense of security. Wanda felt Ashley's hand slide under her panties and gently caressing the velvety smooth flesh of her bottom. Slowly she felt the cool air on her ass as her panties were teasingly pulled down.
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Wanda felt the same stirrings inside her that she felt when she her niece had made her undressed in front of her. She anticipated that her pussy would be the next region touched. To her surprise, she heard a load crack …swack… and then felt the sting of her belt across her ass. Before Wanda could react, …swack… the sting of the belt hit her again. Three more times …swack…swack…swack… the sound of the belt vibrated in her bedroom. She tried to fight back the tears but the tears flowed anyway.
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"Do you know why you’ve been punished?" Ashley asked. Before Wanda could answer, "You’ve been a bad girl again. You made me wait at the door. That is unacceptable. I also do not like you in pants. You are not to wear them ever again. Do you understand?"

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Wanda managed to choke out, "Yes Ma’am," between sobs.
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"Good, now go pick out a skirt Slut!" Wanda got up and went to her closet and picked out tan, knee length skirt. She showed it to her Mistress. When Ashley nodded her approval and Wanda slipped it on.
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Ashley went over to Wanda and dried her tears. "Come on my little slut, we are going to have fun shopping." They were soon in Wanda's mini-van and on their way to San Francisco. The girls began to chat with Wanda with out a hint of domination in the conversation.
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Shawn was going to be ecstatic when he came home and checked his computer. The way he had his cameras placed not only did he get some fantastic shots of his mother’s face while she was being spanked, but he had a camera that was aimed right between her legs. He had shots of his mother’s pussy actually opening and closing as Ashley’s hand smacked her butt cheeks.

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Soon they were cruising up the freeway and Wanda began to relax and enjoy the conversation. As they talked, Wanda felt Ashley's hand on her thigh and then felt her hand slide under the hem of her skirt onto the flesh of her thigh. Wanda thought that her niece’s hand felt wonderful as it caressed her inner thigh.
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Wanda shuddered as Ashley's hand inched on toward her panties. The further her niece's hand progressed up her leg, the damper her panties got. Then Ashley ran her fingers over her aunt's pussy and felt the dampness of the material.
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Suddenly when Ashley withdrew her hand from under the skirt, Wanda was immediately disappointed by the quick withdrawal. She quickly forgot her disappointment though as her niece's hand found its way to the skirt’s zipper and she felt it parting.
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"Lift your ass," Ashley instructed. As Wanda did as she was told, she felt Ashley tugging on the skirt out from her bottom, and then slowly working it down her thighs. She glanced down and watched as her panties come into view with its dark spot indicating the location of her pussy. Her excitement continued to build as she saw her creamy white thighs slowly come into view.
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As Wanda alternated her gaze between her bare legs and the freeway, she became lost in her thoughts. Before she realized it, Ashley had unbuttoned the lower portion of her blouse, exposing her stomach. Wanda was becoming very anxious as Ashley continued unbuttoning her blouse.
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The blouse completely unbuttoned, Ashley tucked the loose ends of the blouse between Wanda and the car seat. As Wanda looked down at her near naked body, she realized that anyone driving alongside would get quite a view of her bra-covered chest.
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Quickly checking the rear view mirror, Wanda saw another car coming up on her left. Instinctively, she sped up to stay in front of it. Ashley quickly realized her aunt's intent, "Slow down, slut and let that car pass you." Wanda complied. As the car pulled alongside, Wanda glanced over at the other vehicle and watched as middle-aged man looked over. His face turned to surprise and then a big smile as he took in the view.
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Ashley soon grew tired of their voyeur and pulled Wanda's blouse closed. With the show over, the other car sped off. With no other motorists to watch, Ashley pulled the blouse back and tucked it back between her aunt and the seat. Stacey up from the back and Ashley started massaging Wanda's breasts. As Stacey cupped them in the palms of her hands, while Ashley teased the nipples. Then Ashley pulled the right bra cup down and started nibbling on her aunt’s enlarged nipple. As Ashley nibbled on Wanda's nipple, her hand found its way to Wanda's now wet panty.
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With all of Ashley's attention, it became increasingly difficult for Wanda to concentrate on driving. Just when Wanda thought she would orgasm, …

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Submission

Part-4-of-7

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With all of Ashley’s attention, it became increasingly difficult for Wanda to concentrate on driving. Just when Wanda thought she would orgasm, Ashley pulled the bra cup back up and pulled back to leave Wanda in frustration. As they neared the city, Ashley instructed Wanda to button up her blouse and pull her skirt back up.
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When they got to the city, they parked in a public garage, and the first place they went was Sindy's Beachwear to pick out matching outfits. Sindy's was a very provocative clothing store for women that carried a full array of thongs and string bikinis that were standard slut apparel. The display window was filled with tiny skirts and plunging necklines. When she saw it, Wanda was filled with excitement. She had never even dreamed of wearing such skimpy clothing.

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The girls obviously excited, rushed into the store ahead of Wanda, pulling and snatching outfits left and right. Wanda strolled in behind them, trying to act cool, but was immediately accosted by them and dragged into the dressing room.
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"Here slut, try this on!" Ashley said as she thrust an almost nonexistent piece of bathing suit towards Wanda.

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“What? There's nothing there! I can't wear that." Wanda moaned Wanda.
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Crack… went the palm of Ashley’s hand against Wanda’s skirt covered butt. God Ashley thought, she has such a perky spank able little butt that I just love doing that. But out loud she said, "Just put it on, we're in a store and nobody's gunna see you." Then she turned and led Wanda to the dressing room.
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Wanda, anticipating an order to strip off her clothes and to try on the bathing suit, was confused when Ashley began to undress. Once naked, Ashley said, "Come here Slut!" When Wanda moved closer. Ashley forced her to her knees and pulled her face into her crotch. "Lick my cunt, my little cunt licker!"
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Obediently, Wanda quickly began to lick her niece's pussy lips. She slowly licked repeated the licking motion. As Ashley started to grind and thrust into Wanda's face, Wanda moved her tongue higher and found Ashley's enlarged clit. Ashley reacted quickly to Wanda's tongue. She pulled Wanda's long wavy hair like the reins of a horse and thrust her hips into Wanda's face.

As Ashley exploded in orgasm, she mashed her pussy into her aunt's face smearing her juices from her forehead to her chin. As Ashley relaxed, she sat back on the little seat. "Slave, now put on the bathing suit that I picked out for you.

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Wanda had always wondered what it was like to wear such an outrageous piece of clothing and since both Stacey and Ashley were apparently going to wear similar suits she thought it might be OK to entertain them for a moment. Stripping and sliding into the micro string bikini, Wanda adjusted the top straps that just barely covered her nipples. It was about 68-degrees in the store and the chill naturally made her nipples stand out against the light fabric.
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When her niece practically pushed her out of the dressing room, Stacey took one look and announced, "There you go slut, you look stunning!"
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"Here, try these on too." Ashley ordered as she handed Wanda a pair of 3-inch hemp clogs.
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Wanda grimaced as she struggled to strap on the teetering, stilt like shoes. Feeling totally naked, she eyed herself in the mirror, but she did have to admit that the outfit and shoes did do a nice job of accentuating her petite curvaceous body. For a moment, all three of the women primped and posed together, as if preparing to model on a sexy runway. Then just when Wanda started to feel comfortable Ashley grabbed her hand and dragged her towards the open floor of the store. Wanda tried to object, but was too slow. She was absolutely mortified. What if someone saw her dressed like this? But she didn't want to draw any more attention than what was already being focused on her and Ashley's entrance; so she compliantly followed along.
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"Come over here and look at these,” sang out Ashley as she beckoned excitedly to Stacey and Wanda.

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Wanda's one-piece bathing suit tan lines made her butt cheeks really stick out in the bright lights of the store. At one point, two of the store's salesmen came over to supposedly 'help' the girls, but all they really wanted to do was to take a closer look at the gorgeous mature lady. When they started to be too obvious and pay particular attention to Wanda, the girls quickly shooed them away, "leave our little honey alone if you want us to buy anything from your little store, boys,” snarled Ashley, not liking anyone messing with her property without her permission.
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Wanda was surprised at all the attention that she was getting, and was actually a bit disappointed when the attendants were told to go away. What she was sure of though, was that she was going to put in some time by the pool to get rid of her pale flesh and get a real tan.
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Altogether the three picked out matching sets of black short shorts, cropped halter tops, sheer sun dresses, mini dresses, mini skirts, and hot pink micro mini bathing suits with natural tan hemp clogs. When they moved to the counter. Ashley said, "Hurry up and pay for these Slave!" Wanda was flabbergasted. She couldn't believe that she was supposed to pay for her Mistress and Stacey’s clothes. She looked at her Mistress confused. Again, "Did you think this trip was all for you Slut? Hurry up and pay for this stuff, we’ve still got a little shopping to do!" Wanda paid, but her head began to spin as she tried to think of a way to explain the large charge that she was placing on her credit card. It was a good thing that her husband worked so many hours and made so much money.

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Looking like they were ready to make a triple X movie, the women left the store wearing their matching black hot pants, tiny bikini tops and clogs. When an embarrassed Wanda tried to make a dash for the van, both Stacey and Ashley held her firm and forced her to walk up the sidewalk in a slow strut.
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As she was being forced to slowly strut down the sidewalk, Wanda thought about what delicious nubile beauties both of the girls were. And they both possessed a wicked streak at least a mile wide. Stacey, like Ashley was still in high school and was a tall, statuesque girl with long brown hair that came half way down her back. Her eyes were a deep mysterious shade of brown that matched her hair color.

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As she watched them walk, Wanda found herself wishing that her ass were as firm and hard, and that her legs were as long and shapely as those of her two sexy mistresses. She realized that she wasn't 18-anymore, and though her lush mature figure, had turned men's heads her own husband had become ignorantly disinterested, and despite her best efforts she couldn't do anything about it. She knew that to keep from going crazy she had to serve Ashley and hope that her dirty little deed were never found out.

When instead of turning towards the parking garage, they turned down a side street, Wanda wailed, "What are you doing, this is not the side of town we should be walking around in like this,”
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"We’re going to a special little store to get a special little gift for you."
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"What are you talking about? What kind of a gift could you get in this part of town? You two are really scaring me now." Wanda wailed.

"Just get used to walking in those shoes and leave the worrying to us slut." Stacey said confidently.
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Wanda, knowing her place, marched and strutted, finding her stride as they sashayed down the sidewalk. If it was Stacey's and Ashley's idea to make them look like prostitutes, they must have been doing a good job, because from the number of horns honking and whistles being blown, they could have gotten picked up at any minute.
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`Ashley was so gutsy that she almost scared Wanda, as they were walking down the street, of yelling at strangers. "What the hell are you looking at?" Ashley would spit at a passerby who dared gawk at them. But then she would bend over and pretend to adjust the strap of her heels, knowing that her ass was almost fully exposed.

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"Here we are." Ashley announced as they stopped just outside of Forbidden Love adult bookstore.
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"I am NOT going in there." Wanda wailed as she stomped her right foot. “Especially dressed like this!"
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"Oh quit acting like a big baby." Stacey scolded, as the two girls grabbed Wanda's arms and pulled her straight in the front door of the XXX bookstore.
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"Grrr." Wanda growled. She had never been in an adult bookstore before and she was scared. She thought that only low lives and degenerates would frequent a place like this. If her friends from the PTA, or church choir saw her now she would die of shame.
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Noticing the foxy trio, the store manager quickly rushed and offered, "May I help you with something?" in a very oily voice.
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"Um yes, actually you can,” purred Stacey in a sultry tone. "We are looking for one of those thingies that a woman can wear under her clothes.
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"Ah yes, a butterfly, right over here. There are quite a few models to choose from. The cheapest is $12 and the best is this remote controlled dolphin model."
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"Perfect." chirped Ashley, as the two girls laughed and looked at each other with wicked delight.
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"If we buy it can we try it out in the store?" Stacey asked as she struggled to maintain her composure.
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"Sure if you want, but don't make a scene, if you know what I mean?"
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"All right we'll take it."
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"If you think that I am going to wear that freakin thing you are nuts." Wanda whispered to Stacey.
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"You are really a fuss-budget today aren't you slut. How does this little thingy start anyway?"

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"Are you sure you want it?"
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"Yes, we want it!" barked Ashley as she as she copped a feel of Wanda’s tight butt while pulling Wanda's plastic credit card out of her the tight little back pocket of Wanda’s hot-pants.
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"If you want to try it out in the store, you’ll have to go back into one of the video viewing booths." The manager said as he pointed them towards the black flannel curtain.
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Wanda continued to put up a feeble argument as she followed the girls to the back room and into a viewing booth, where they hungrily tore open the box and fiddled with the straps and remote control.
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"This must be how you turn it on." Ashley giggled as she pressed the first button, setting the little blue dolphin a buzzing. "Oooo, that feels nice on my little clittie. Here you feel it Stacey."
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Ashley held the fish against Stacey's pussy and they both giggled uncontrollably and naughtily. Taking turns holding against each other’s pussy, they continued to have the time of their life, while Wanda watched with her arms folded.
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"Come on slut, it won’t hurt you. Give it a try." Stacey laughed.
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"You guys aren't even doing it right, you're suppose to wear it."
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"Wear it! Wear it! Wear it!" the girls chanted in harmony.
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Laughing like a little kid, Stacey grabbed Wanda’s arms and held her while Ashley unzipped and pulled down her hot pants. Resigned to the inevitable, she snatched the little toy and showed the girls the right way to use it. As she put it in, she explained to them that thanks to it shape it fits into her pussy and touches your clit at the same time. Patiently Ashley waited until the time was perfect, after Wanda had installed the vibrator and pulled her pants back up, to push the on button with the power turned all the way up. Wanda's knees bent and her eyes shot wide open in surprise.

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"Oooo, that tickles, stop it, turn it down I can't take it." Wanda pleaded. "Pretty please!"
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"I’ll turn it down on one condition..."
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"Yes... please, anything, just turn it down." Wanda sputtered as she …

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Submission

Part-5-of-7

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.“Yes … please, anything, just turn it down,” Wanda sputtered as she clutched her crotch in an effort to ease the sensations.
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"I’ll turn it down if you agree to go back in the store and pick out a nice sexy collar and leash."
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"What?"
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"That's right slut, I want you to go back out there, and ask that nice salesman to help you pick out a collar and leash for yourself."
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"And if I don't?"
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Crack… Ashley’s palm connected with Wanda’s butt cheek. "You know the deal slut, you’re my fucking slave and if you don’t obey I assure you that you won’t like the consequences.” …Crack… “Now get your ass out there and do as you’re told.”

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"RRRrrrrgh! You better not crank that thing up while I'm out there, or so help me..."
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Crack… “Shut the fuck up and get out there and get your collar and leash."
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Wanda did the best she could to maintain her composure as she executed her mistress’s bidding. First going to the clerk she inquired about their bondage toys, and then following him she calmly picked over the available gear. The clerk was nice enough and did help her to locate a pretty collar that had tiny silver penises dangling around the circumference. The leash she selected was true leather and included a riding crop; Ashley should like that at least. When she went to the counter to put the items on her credit card she felt the subtle tingle of the dolphin vibrating in her pussy and against her clit. But since it wasn't too strong, she chose not to make a big deal about it.
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Rejoining the girls in the viewing booth, Wanda proudly displayed her find.
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"Oh that is nice, let's try it on you." Ashley cried aloud.
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Knowing it was useless to resist, Wanda knelt and lifted her hair off her neck, so that Ashley could buckle the collar around her neck. Then she allowed Stacey to attach her newly acquired leash to the collar. When she started to rise, Ashley stopped her with a hand on top of her head. “While you’re down there, slut, you may as well eat my pussy.” Obediently Wanda unzipped her hot pants and worked them down her niece’s long legs and to the floor. With her hand still on her aunt Wanda’s head for balance, she stepped out of her shorts and sat down on the bench. As Wanda moved towards her, Ashley spread her legs.

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As Ashley leaned back against the wall, Wanda eagerly moved between my legs and lightly licked the inside of her thighs. With a moan, Ashley spread my legs even wider as Wanda licked ever higher onto her pussy, teasing it gently for a moment before retreating and licking at Ashley’s other thigh.

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Looking down at Wanda with her face buried between Ashley’s thighs, Stacey said, “Damn, I know you said that she was your sex slave, but this is fucking hot.”

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With a contented sigh, Ashley reached down and stroked her slut’s hair, and gently caresses the muscles of her neck. As Wanda gently blew on her clit, Ashley sighed again and then said, “If you want any of this, you’d better get your pants off and sit down here beside me.” Closing her eyes, Ashley could feel the cool air evaporate the moisture of Wanda’s breath and the sensation brought her ever closer to an orgasm.

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As a now naked Stacey sat down beside her, Ashley felt Wanda take her swollen clit in her mouth and gently suck. The sensation caused her to moan. As Wanda pulled back and released her suction from Ashley’s clit, she began to use her amazing tongue in a way only she could, sometimes quickly, other times slower, moving it vertically or making slow, lazy circles around Ashley’s clit while working a finger inside of her. Penetrating all the way to the knuckle, Wanda moved it in and out in the rhythm of her tongue moving against Ashley’s clit. Her fingers now cruelly twisted in Wanda’s hair, Ashley moaned at the feelings swelling in her body. As the feelings intensified Ashley’s body shook with an earth shattering orgasm.

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Stacey could still hear Ashley moan as Wanda continued to work on her, kissing me, licking me, stroking her. Almost crawling the wall with excitement, Stacey grabbed Wanda cruelly by the hair and cruelly dragged her over between her legs.

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Suddenly, Wanda’s free hands were all over Stacey’s body, squeezing her erect nipple, and wandering down her tummy to Stacey’s wet snatch. Driving a finger deep inside Stacey’s wet pussy, Wanda fingered her deeply. With a loud gasp, Stacey spread her legs wantonly to allow Wanda more access. Pushing her back against the wall, Wanda buried her face in her pussy. She licked the outline of those wet lips slowly, just brushing Stacey’s hard clit at the top of each stroke. She worked Stacey’s wet lips open and ran her tongue deep inside her, now stroking her clit each pass with rapid light strokes. Wanda slide 2-fingers deep inside Stacey’s pussy with a long stroke. Now she could finger Stacey’s wet pussy while driving her crazy with attention to her sensitive clit. Wrapping her arms around Stacey’s thighs and rolling her hips up, Wanda worked her way down further along her pussy. Then she boldly ventured down to Stacey’s ass, teasing that sweet little bud with my tongue and another finger. Stacey had 3-fingers inside her now, two in her wet pussy, and one in her ass-hole. And Wanda was fucking her hard and deep with all of 3-of them. Wanda returned to her clit, and worked it with her tongue and mouth, sucking and licking her roughly. It wasn’t long until Stacey cummed all over her face and hand.

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Amid a lot of mutual touching and kissing, the girls started dressing. When they both zipped up their pants, Wanda was still on the floor her breath. When she saw that the girls were ready to go she started to rise, but Stacey stopped her by hitting the remote control of her dolphin vibrator.

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Picking up the leash, Ashley patted her thigh and said, “Heel.” Needing no more explanation, Wanda sighed and started crawling. Think goodness she thought, that once they got into the main part of the store that it was carpeted.

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The scene they made as they exited the bookstore drew more than a little attention.

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When they reached the front door, instead of making her crawl on cement, the girls took sympathy on her and let Wanda stand up and walk. Of course Wanda wanted to get back to the van as quickly as possible, so she kept the leash pulled taunt from her collar to Ashley's hand. Occasionally, when Wanda pulled a little too hard for Ashley’s liking, she would use the riding crop to sting the bottom part of Wanda’s butt cheeks. Meanwhile, the vibrating dolphin was set to a medium strength and happily buzzed away stealthily between Wanda's quivering legs.

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Wanda felt like a complete whore, strutting down the street with her reddened butt cheeks jiggling out the bottom of her hot pants, and her cunt being vibrated to the edge of orgasm. But for some strange reason, and she didn't want to admit it to the girls or anyone else, but she liked it. She even purposefully pulled against her leash as the swipes from Ashley’s crop made no mistake of her indelible plight. By the time they reached the van, Wanda could feel the wetness that seeped out of her tortured pussy. Her need was building to the point of complete distraction.
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"This is really fun you guys, but I hope we can go home now, I'm getting a little uncomfortable down there if you know what I mean?"
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"Did you hear that Stacey? Our little Hottie Mama is getting hot and bothered, 'down there'."
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"Yes, isn't that awful? To bad we have to stop at the ABC liquor store to get some alcohol, and it's too bad that Wanda is the only one old enough to buy it."
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The girls cackled and laughed hysterically as they continued to taunt and tease their sexually tormented slut.
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"Do you think we can trust her in there by herself?"
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"Well, if she tries to get away I'll just tweak her sweet little clittie and she won't be able to go anywhere."
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When they arrived at the ABC liquor store Stacey unhooked Wanda's leash, but left the collar in place, and instructed her about which alcohol to purchase.
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"Oh yeah, give me your credit card slut dearest." Stacey ordered.
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Perplexed, Wanda cautiously handed over her plastic before inquiring, "How will I pay for the alcohol without any money?"
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The girls laughed hysterically at their confused slut. "I guess you'll just have to talk the clerk into taking it out in trade, if you know what I mean."

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"Surely, you don't expect me to, to, to..." Wanda stuttered as the enormity of what she was being asked to do started to sink in.
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"Just give the poor clerk a blowjob and I'm sure he'll be more than willing to help you." Ashley chirped before adding, "And don't even think of chickening out on us or suffer the consequences.”

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Dejectedly, Wanda took the order and agreed to be quick, as she stepped away from the van, hoping that the physical distance between her and the remote might give her some breathing room. She had to have a clear head to think of a way out of this awful situation.
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As she entered the store, the good looking young blond clerk took a double take and immediately offered his assistance if she needed help finding anything. Though she liked her power to attract males, she could see how the girls might get tired of all the attention, when it was so obvious that the guys were all just interested in just one thing. Thinking that she was out of range of the remote device, Wanda slowed down and took her time finding the right stuff. Even going so far as bending over and wiggled her butt a couple of times, in order to give the goose necked clerk a thrill. All of a sudden she realized that she’d made a mistake. The girls must have gotten tired of waiting and thought that they could use the vibrator to speed her up.
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Wanda received a full throttle blast from the device buried in her pussy lips and almost doubled over. Clutching the shelving to support herself with one hand, while groping wildly between her legs with the other, she hovered and convulsed. The store clerk took full advantage of the situation and ran to her and picked her up and carried her to the break room and set her on the table.
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"Are you OK ma'am?" he asked nice enough.
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"Oh yes, um I'm OK. Don't mind me. It's just my..." Wanda simply ran out of excuses and tried to politely thank the young man and get away.
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The young man was not about to let this beautiful woman who was suffering from some dilemma escape the safety of his arms so he held her gently but firmly as she squirmed on the cold break room table. As Wanda struggled against the firm grip of her captor, and the of the subtle vibrations still lingering in her cunt, the choker around her neck bobbled and caught the watchful eye of her gallant attendant.
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"There must be something I can do to help you. Do you want to call someone? Do you need a drink or some kind of medicine, anything?" The attendant seductively inquired, as he casually rolled his index finger under and along the string of glittering little penises.
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"No, it's just that I don't have enough money to pay for all these things." As she said it, Wanda noticed that the handsome young clerk could hardly take his eyes off of her breasts.
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"Do you think that maybe we can work something out," Wanda whispered as she looked up into his lustful eyes.
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"Maybe, if you can you do something about this?" replied the clerk as he pointed at the bulge in his pants.
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Wanda simply nodded at the young man's suggestion and eyed his crotch hungrily. Then without a word she slid off the table and dropped to her knees in front of his crotch. When he looked down, she was staring directly at the bulge behind his zipper.
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What was she supposed to do? She was only human, and this fine stud of a man was …

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Submission

Part-6-of-7

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What was she supposed to do? She was only human, and this fine stud of a man was offering himself to satisfy her overriding need. Completely forgetting about the booze, her wedding vows, or her vulnerable position, Wanda slid her hand between the young man's legs and fondled his now fully erect cock. The boy wasted no time in unzipping his pants and reaching inside to bring out his 8-inch cock and stroking it in front of her entranced face.
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Wanda could see it was rock hard and the tip was wet with pre-cum. Still reeling from the attention that the dolphin was giving her clit, Wanda hungrily took the clerk's cock into her shaking hand. Unable to fend off her wanton desires, she advanced on the swollen member and moved her open mouth into position to engulf it.

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Reaching down, the clerk flicked aside her tiny bikini top and grabbed both hands full of Wanda's breasts and started to massage the sensitive flesh and hardened nipples.
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The clerk and Wanda moaned together, as Wanda slowly took his cock into her warm mouth and started to wantonly suck him. He moaned even louder, as she slid her mouth the entire length of his cock's thick shaft and buried her nose in his pubic hair. Then she pulled back, leaving the skin glistening with her hot saliva. Wanda moaned again, as the boy's fingers started viciously pinching and twisting her engorged nipples. Wanda felt his cock growing even harder and larger in her mouth, until the head was touching the back of her throat on every down stroke of my mouth.

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Uuuuugh," suddenly exclaimed the clerk

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Wanda felt the first squirt of cum hit the back of her throat and quickly swallowed before the next glob landed in the same spot. The boy then shoved his hips forward and Wanda almost gagged as his cock slid down her throat. She could feel what seemed like quarts of cum running hot and thick, down the back of her throat.
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The clerk continued to viscously pinch and twist Wanda's nipples as she shuddered toward her approaching orgasm. Wanda's pussy juices flowed out down the insides of both her thighs as she squeezed her aching yet neglected muscles, the clerk grabbed the back of her head and slammed his crotch against her pretty face. Wanda valiantly struggled to breathe and was relieved when the boy finally slumped back onto the table.
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Frustrated and still searching for relief, Wanda's hand shot down the front of her hot pants and found her aching and slippery pleasure button. But just as she started to frig herself, and bring about the climax that she craved, she looked towards the door of the break room and saw her 2-rambunctious mistresses armed with a camcorder and her leash.
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Click-click-flash, went the camera as it caught Wanda in this most apprehensible situation. Shocked and dismayed, Wanda realized that the entire escapade from blowjob to fingering herself had been caught on film.
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With the camera still rolling, Wanda rose and accepted her leash as the girls scolded and punished her for taking so long.

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"You little slut! We didn't tell you to come in here and play with yourself,” laughed Stacey as she zoomed in and captured Wanda’s slutty attire.
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"You’re in big trouble young lady!"
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With her leash attached and pulled tight, Ashley occasionally whacked Wanda’s naked butt cheeks as she pulled her out of the store and to the van.
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"Whore, slut, …pop… bitch, you’re a nasty naughty …pop… slut and you are going …pop… to pay for this little attempt …pop… to disobey your mistress." On and on Ashley …pop… went, not letting …pop… Wanda get in a word …pop… edgewise.
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Ashley and Wanda made it to the van and stayed there for at least 20-minutes, waiting for Stacey. When Stacey did arrive, carrying a huge bag of booze, she was giddy and happy and told Ashley to have Wanda get them the hell out of there, fast. As they sped away Stacey explained how the clerk gave them all the alcohol for free.
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Laughing as they tooled down the highway, the two girls kept saying that they were going to have to try that again, as if they had planned it that way all the time. Wanda was still in shock at what she'd done and still terribly horny. About half way home Ashley had her aunt pull off the side of the road and park.

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Once parked, the girls described, in great detail, how they were going to disguise their trip to spring break as a college drama competition and they expected Wanda to accompany them as a faux chaperon. They made it clearly that Wanda was to dress and act like a horny co-ed slut for the entire trip. She was to write a letter to her husband explaining that she would be taking the girls to the drama competition and would be incommunicado for at least a week. As proof of her willingness to cooperate she was to don the skimpy little outfit inside the paper bag and be wearing it when she presented her husband the letter explaining her soon to be absence.
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"Oh my God, you two are incorrigible!" Wanda stammered. "What are you going to do if I don't agree to all this nonsense?"
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Not wanting Wanda to see their demonic grins, the two girls kept looking straight ahead when she queried them. Ashley simply held up her camcorder and reminded her of their film. Wanda grimaced, and pondered her predicament, realizing that Ashley was right about how Thomas would react if he saw the degrading film of her sucking the clerk’s cock. It would destroy their marriage.

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With a trembling hand, Wanda wrote the letter to her husband indicating that she would be taking the girls to Florida, and that she would be unavailable for about a week. Wanda also had to admit to herself that she was jealous of the way her niece and Stacey were always able to have hot fun while she had to stay home and take care of her house, children and husband.
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Wanda's Letter
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My Dearest Thomas,
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Stacey and Ashley are in desperate need of my help. They have an opportunity to win some money for college and you know that my brother doesn't have the ability to help Ashley out financially. They've been invited to participate in a national drama contest in which they can earn partial to full college scholarships.

They've been practicing night and day for weeks now. I've been helping them practice and must say that they've got a really good shot at winning. But they have no way of getting to the competition.

My no good brother won't help them out, so I have to step in. These are good girls and they deserve an opportunity to better their lives. I know that it will put a hardship on you, but I have already promised them that I would drive them to the contest and act as their chaperon. We’ll be leaving next Friday and will get back in about a week, or so depending on how good they do.

I will miss you and the kids terribly, but this could be a blessing in disguise. You haven't been showing much interest in our marriage or me for quite some time now. Maybe some time apart is just what we need to remind us of how we used to feel about each other.

Please don't be too mad at me. I love you and truly hope that when I get back you will be waiting for me with open arms and an open heart.

Your loving wife - Wanda

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Once the letter was written, they made her …

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Submission

Part-7-of-7

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Once the letter was written, the girls made her stand in clear sight of the highway and change into the even skimpier out that was in the bag. To further humiliate her, they made her strip one item at a time and handing them to them. Then once she was naked they handed her the new out fit one item at a time.

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On the way home, Ashley told Wanda that she loved having her for a slave and that the film of her sucking the clerks cock was her insurance that she wouldn’t change her mind. What they didn’t tell her that while they were on spring break they planed on getting enough incriminating film to keep her enslaved for 100-years.

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Stacey and Ashley openly snickered and gawked at Wanda's embarrassing attempt to slip out of the van with her modesty intact. Then they made her practice walking (more like strutting) in a circle, in the three-car garage, before she was allowed to go into the house. The 5-inch heels the girls made her wear further accentuated Wanda's wiggle as her ass swayed back and forth. The heels also served to push her shapely ass up, and out, exposing it at the bottom edge of her hot the micro-mini. Knowing she had no choice, her curvaceous legs found their strength and straightened, pointing all attention upward toward her crotch.
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"Look at that slut, do you think she might be a prostitute?" Ashley teased menacingly and accusingly, as Wanda quickly mastered her newly acquired 5-inch spikes.
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"I don't know Ashley, why don't you ask her?"
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"Cough, cough, uurrruum ma'am do you do women, too?" Ashley inquired.
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"How much for a sucky-fucky?" Stacey cruelly added.
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Wanda tried to ignore their comments, but she wasn't having much luck.
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Ashley then reached over and lifted her aunt's short skirt before slapping her bare butt cheek …crack…with her open hand. "I said, how much for a 'sucky fucky' slut?"
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I don't know what I am going to do about you two?" Wanda sighed.

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"When I tell you to do something you do it immediately, without pause or hesitation!" Ashley scolded her aunt as she forcefully slammed her hand down on her aunt's exposed butt cheek.
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"Smack!"
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"Ohhh, that hurts." Wanda exclaimed before Ashley rained down another vicious blow to the other vulnerable cheek.
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"Smack!"
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Something about the fierceness in Ashley's eyes told Wanda that her niece wasn't kidding around. She strained her neck back wards to look at her upturned ass and was shocked to see two red hand prints emblazoned across her exposed bottom.
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"Thomas is going to see these red marks on my bottom Ashley, what am I going to tell him?" Wanda whined, as she tenderly rubbed, and repeatedly lifted her skirt to view the solid red handprints scalded into her bottom.
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"That is definitely 'your problem' slut."
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Suddenly the door to the house flew open, and Thomas stood there with his jaw hanging to the ground, while he stared at his beautiful wife who was standing there looking like a full blown tramp.
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"What the hell is going on here? Get you're a-a-ass in the house this minute!" Thomas barked and ordered like an old grouch.
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"Here, this is for you," Wanda stammered as she embarrassingly handed him his letter and dashed away as fast as her feet could take her.
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"What the Hell?" Thomas marveled, as he watched her walk away with fire engine red ass cheeks pumping up and down for any and all to see.
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Leaving her husband the responsibility of getting Stacey, Wanda quickly retired to the bathroom to take a long hot bath. While the room filled with steam, and prior to removing any of her sexy clothing, she applied her silkiest body cream to soothe her still sore bottom. Rubbing gently, she remembered and pondered the ferocious assault and all of the attention and pressure that the two girls had applied to make her look so naughty.

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With Shawn’s bathroom cams steadily filming, his mother went on with her bathroom antics. Shawn now had so many cameras planted around the than his mother couldn’t pee without him getting it on film. Other than for his own use, he need not bother editing his film. He’d found a porno producer that was willing to buy all his rough footage and edit him self. Naked shots of his father brought extra money, but he edited out and kept for himself films of his sister.

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It was a shame the girls were so harsh with her, she really loved them and would gladly do anything for them, if she only could. Wiping the fogged mirror, Wanda turned and took another look at her reflection, and was actually quite impressed and couldn't help but give her own ass a little slap. She was surprised at just how sexily her butt jiggled and it looked so spank able it looked. She couldn't help squeezing and smacking it again. No wonder the girls couldn’t keep their hands off of it.

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Hearing the garage close, Wanda knew she finally had the house to herself and resumed playing peek-a-boo with her own bottom, and before long, found herself with her fingers buried deeply in her dripping pussy. It was simply impossible for her to ignore the sexual attraction and excitement her niece brought out in her. As she flicked her clit, she imagined, just for a second, that Stacey and Ashley were fighting over who would get to lick it first. Then thinking as naughty as she possibly could, while shoving two fingers up both her butt and pussy at the same time, Wanda imagined both girls playing with her at the same time.
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"I've got to stop this." Wanda told herself, as she regained her composure, and resisted the mounting climax building deep within her loins.
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After pulling herself from her near climax, Wanda's guilt and shame, combined with her fear of being caught and humiliated by her husband, sent her confidence spiraling downward. The sheer impossibility of being able to disappear to Florida for a week, and her husband never finding out what they really did, loomed before her. Slowly and painfully Wanda sank into a dark void, confused and torn between her choices.
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"What if I just come clean, endure the insults I'm sure to receive, and forget about trying to take the girls to Spring Break. The trip with Stacey and Ashley might have been fun, but could it possibly be worth all this fricking stress?" Wanda stated to herself.

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But if she didn't take the girls, she would be disappointing the very ones she both wanted and needed to serve. Plus she didn’t want to be like the cousin from last year, who’d promised to take them but let them down, right at the last minute. She would simply just have to do the "right" thing! Having sunk to the bottom of her hopeless well, Wanda prepared herself to spill the beans, and dressed once again, as the perfect suburban wife, and went to the kitchen to make Mexican food for dinner. She could hardly imagine feeling any worse and Mexican food was always fun, and maybe, she thought, that would make her and Thomas both feel a little bit better about everything.
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Her timing was perfect, just as she laid the last dish on the table, she heard the sound of the garage door opening, signaling the return of her husband. She readied herself to hear the lecture about how he was put out, by having to take the Stacey home. Wanda was surprised though, when Thomas came in looking smugly happy and smiled nicely as if nothing had happened. He still possessed that overbearing, know-it-all, disposition, but he somehow seemed content. Without a word he kissed her on the cheek, as he passed by, and went to wash his hands, before returning to the table. There they sat, mostly silent, clinging silverware and glasses as they devoured their tacos and beans and rice.
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"About this afternoon..." Wanda opened her mouth to speak.
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"Oh, don't worry Hon, the girls explained everything." Thomas said quite coolly.
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"They did?" Wanda gasped, failing to hide her panic.
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"Yeah, don't worry, I'm glad that you’re trying to help them practice for their drama class!"
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"And you don't mind what I was wearing?"

"Well you did look like a sleazy stripper, or something, but as long as nobody sees you except for the girls, and as long as you’re just helping them with the play, I guess it's OK."

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"And did they tell you what the play is about?" Wanda quizzed nervously.

"They said something about how a prostitute learns true moral values, and settles down to be a perfect wife and mother."
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“They also told me that you were playing the prostitute and that I should expect to see you in those slutty outfits quite often between now and the trip.’

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Her mind spinning, Wanda thought damn, those girls were smart. By the time she went to bed she had a headache so bad that she was actually glad, for the first time that Thomas had lost interest in sex with her and she could just go to sleep. Thinking the whole world had gone insane, she felt herself slipping, as all the lies and deception began to take their toll. And just when this unpretentious woman was sure that the situation couldn't get any worse, the unthinkable happened. Right when she started to put on her comfy nightgown, Thomas had the nerve to ask...
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"Um, Hon, would you mind if I asked you to put those sexy clothes back on, that you were wearing this afternoon?"
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"Oh, NOW you want me to look like a little slut?" Wanda snapped. "Well forget it, I have a headache that could stop an army. I can't believe that YOU would want me to look like that anyway. And I can't believe you would wait until NOW to want to play with me. If you are horny, just go in the bathroom and dig those clothes out of the hamper and do what you want WITH THEM!"
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Wanda promptly laid her head on her pillow and refused to acknowledge her husband's futile attempts at consoling her. Angry and frustrated by the realization that her niece really did own her, Wanda fell asleep dreaming about their road trip to Florida and wondering what the girls had in store for her, not only on the trip road trip but also for the rest of her life.

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As Wanda was going to sleeping, her son, Shawn, who had decided not to sell his films was editing them and wondering how he could use them to start getting blowjobs from her.

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The end…

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