Sandra felt the cock head between her legs and zoned out to whatever Mariah was saying. Her integrity and morals put on hold, Sandra was focused on allowing herself the extreme pleasure she’d denied herself for all these years.
Mariah asked, as she teased her pet’s wet fuck hole, “Do you want Mommy to fuck you?”
Sandra cringed at the question. Mariah had started requiring her pet to call her Mommy during their dual pregnancies, which enhanced the pleasure of their taboo acts.
Sandra, delirious with anticipation (eighteen years denying one’s sexual needs will do that), whimpered, “Yes, Mommy, please fuck your slut.”
“Did my baby miss me?” Mariah teased, allowing just the head of the cock to penetrate the eager bitch.
The eager bitch wanted to back up and swallow the cock whole, but knew she had to be a good girl and wait on Mommy’s pleasure. Her answer was sincere, at least from the point of view of her body. “Yes, Mommy, baby missed you so much.”
“Will baby ever leave Mommy again?” Mariah asked, the first couple inches of her plastic pleasure wand disappearing inside her pet, who was already desperate to come.
“No, Mommy, I was a bad girl, but now I’ll be a good girl,” Sandra whimpered. The cock inside her but not moving, was driving her crazy.
“You were a bad, bad widdle girl,” Mariah agreed, talking to Sandra like she was a baby, as another inch disappeared inside her sub.
“I’m sorry, Mommy,” Sandra apologized with a whimper, willing to say anything to be fucked like she so badly wanted.
“For promising to be a good girl, Mommy is going to let you fuck yourself,” Mariah said.
Sandra didn’t hesitate when permission was given, beginning to bounce her pussy back on the long, wide cock. After getting half of it inside her wanton pussy, she began moving back and forth, each backwards thrust taking a bit more in her cunt as her juices really began to flow.
Mariah chuckled, “Just like old times, my slut.”
“Oh God yes,” Sandra moaned, her body finally remembering the thrill of submission and the ultimate pleasure that came with it.
“Don’t forget, you’re not to come without permission,” Mariah warned.
Sandra moaned in understanding as almost all the cock filled her long neglected pussy.
“Fuck, your box has almost taken it all, slut,” Mariah announced, impressed.
Sandra flashed back to early in her sophomore year:
“Your three holes are mine to use as I please, when I please and with whom I please!” Mariah roared after I balked at the idea of a threesome with her boyfriend.
Quivering in fear, having never seen my Mistress so angry with me, I apologized profusely. “I’m so sorry, Mistress, but I thought our relationship just included you and me.”
Mariah laughed, “Relationship? This is no relationship, I own you! I own your expert pussy-licking tongue, I own your cock-sucking mouth, I own your barely existent tits, I own your ass which I will fuck very soon, and I own your cunt, your pussy, your twat, your beaver, your box. Is that fucking understood?”
“Y-y-yes, Mistress Mariah,” I answered, the humiliation from such a verbal barrage making my pussy wet.
Mariah, always able to read my mind smirked, her tone shifting, as she correctly recognized, “You got turned on from my declaration, didn’t you?”
Looking down ashamed, I admitted, “Yes, Mistress Mariah.”
“What got you all hot and heavy?” Mariah asked, genuinely curious.
“I don’t know,” I answered, before adding, knowing Mariah hated such a pathetic answer, “I guess it was the word ‘box’.”
“Interesting,” Mariah pondered, adding, “But that’s what it is, and a box is to be filled.”
Sandra remembered how humiliated she’d felt to have her body categorized in such a way, but now all she cared about was having her box filled. She closed her eyes and after three more quick back and forth movements, she pushed back hard, her ass colliding into Mariah as all nine inches filled her. She’d had longer cocks fill her before, but none with such girth. She felt completely full and after getting used to it, she began to fuck herself hard, each backwards thrust filling her entirely.
Mariah asked, “Are you close, my pet?”
“Fuck, yes,” she moaned, sweat pouring off her as she was literally fucking herself.
“And you want to come, my kitty?”
“More than anything,” Sandra whimpered, her orgasm on the rise and near the point of climax.
“You may come my pet, as soon as you agree to just two simple things,” Mariah teased, getting ready to set the stage for all that would follow.
“Whaaaaaat?” in near delirium, nevertheless her internal alarms began clamoring and Sandra asked, terrified by what these two so-called ‘simple things’ might be. She knew when it came to Mariah, nothing was ever simple, especially when they were labeled as such. The last ‘simple’ request had been a demand for her unborn daughter!
“One, you agree to receiving eighteen punishments that will be given to you as I see fit,” Mariah revealed, grabbing Sandra’s hips and making her stop fucking herself.
Sandra had been punished by Mariah many times in the past, and each time usually ended with her feeling totally humiliated and yet sexually gratified. Not thinking of the potential consequences or how extreme they might be, she agreed. “I can accept that, Mistress.”
“And the second,” Mariah began, sliding two fingers deep inside Sandra’s asshole without warning, forcing a surprised scream from her pet, “you will keep your promise you made just over eighteen years ago. You will allow me to claim your daughter as my pet.”
The cock in her box and the fingers in her ass had Sandra disorientated, and just like that night over eighteen years ago, she was willing to agree to anything, including promising her daughter to the ultimate seductress for a second time. “Kkkkkkkk,” Sandra whispered, defeated and focused only on one thing… coming.
“Kkkkkk, what?” Mariah asked, wanting the declaration to be given unequivocally.
“I give you my daughter,” Sandra finally broke down, her desire to come overpowering her desire to defend her daughter against Mariah’s upcoming seduction.
“Good girl,” the powerful Domme purred, “now come for Mommy, slut.”