Accepting Humiliation

After Tiffany leaves, you join Merry on the couch. “How is the game?” you ask.

“Pretty good. It’s a little too easy, but the story is good,” Merry responds, glancing over at you.

You look at the screen and watch a cute girl run around the screen. Every so often, the screen would swish, and some more girls would appear and fight a monster. Their outfits are a bit risqué, you think.

As your daughter plays, she begins to talk. It’s pretty unusual for her since she likes to focus on playing. At first, you guess it’s just because it’s easy; however, the topics Merry is choosing are… Well, they are about humiliating moments during her childhood.

How she peed her bed, when she tripped in class, when Jessica first found out her weight and told everyone who would listen. Some things you knew and other things you didn’t. Hearing about your precious daughter is great, so you supportively listen.

When she starts a story, she always looks awkward, and she even makes a few mistakes in the game. But as she finishes each tale, she becomes brighter. The sex stuff is fun, but this is the first time KDK has done anything truly beneficial for your daughters.

Jessica comes up a lot. You hope the relief she get’s from telling you will help mend their relationship. As you are contemplating, you notice that Merry is squirming. You glance down her body, and you can tell she’s squeezing her thighs.

Noticing your daughter’s arousal, you smile. Turning pain into pleasure. You open the app and select accidental humiliation.

Sometime later, during a dramatic moment in the game, the controller vibrates violently. Merry is holding the controller near her chest, and the sudden stimulation causes her to drop the controller. The vibrator lands on her crotch, causing your girl to yelp.

You take this moment to lean over to your daughter. “Are you alright?” you ask as your hand lands on the controller.

You press it down, pushing her skirt between her legs. Merry closes her legs, but it’s too late. You’ve already pressed the makeshift toy into her lower flower. She moans and closes her eyes as you lean close to her face and lovingly question, “You can tell me anything, honey.”

“Mom, talking about all that stuff. Mmm. I’m feeling weird again,” Merry stumbles through her words.

“Mommy knows what to do, don’t worry.”

“The controller,” she moans.

“I know. Just relax and let Mom take care of you.”

Merry’s legs relax and open. You begin to rub the controller up and down gently. Your daughter writhes under your administration. She looks so cute as she tries to hold in her voice.

You begin to peck her cheeks and forehead. You use your free hand to bundle up the skirt of your nightgown. It’s not easy, but once you manage, you straddle Merry leaving the controller between your legs.

You grind into the controller pushing it into Merry, and she presses it back into you. You both rub against the vibrator without thinking. Merry puckers up, and you happily take her lips. It’s a long, puckered kiss.

When you pull away, you coo, “My little girl still needs me. You love your mommy helping you orgasm.”

“Mm ahh, Mom, I love you. Mom, it’s so humiliating. Don’t look at me!” Merry tries to cover her face, but you grab her hands and pull them down.

“I love you too. I love my humiliation kink daughter. I like seeing this different side of you. I want to know all about you. From now on, you can count on me for everything!”

Merry shudders and bites her lips. “That’s wrong, Mom. **** is bad.”

“But you are so horny. Oh, yees! You love doing things like this. Knowing that people will think, ahh, you’re a naughty girl.”

“They will think I’m a whore. But mom. What really drives me insane is your eyes eating me up. It’s so wrong it’s forbidden. But I’m going to explode!”

“Mom Is close too. Hold on,” you groan.

You smash your hips into the controller, and soon you are both moaning into each other’s shoulders as you both climax.

“MOOOMMMM!”

“MERRRY!”

Even though you both orgasmed, the controller keeps up its vibration making it hard to come down. Eventually, you pull away and look at your daughter. Her chest has broken free once again, and her lower body is covered with your cum.

“You look beautiful,” you purr. “You know mom has a kink too.”

“Really?” Merry asks her interest, bringing her mind back.

“I love being covered in other women’s fluids. I also enjoy having other women covered by my fluids,” you confess.

“Gross,” Merry states making a bitter face. “Uh, wait. Sorry, Mom. I didn-“

You press a finger to your daughter’s mouth. “It’s alright. You don’t have to pretend around me.”

Merry smiles and responds, “Well.” She looks down at herself. “Honestly, I don’t mind if it’s Mom. So.”

“Honey, you don’t have to-“

“I’m not! You’re always thinking the worst,” Your daughter complains.

“Alright,” you laugh. “I believe you.”

“Does that mean you are a lesbian?” she asks with questioning eyes.

You rub your head. “Yeah. I only realized recently, though.”

“That’s awesome. So that’s why you’ve been looking at us like that,” Merry says with relief.

“What do you mean?” you ask, confused.

“I was worried you were trying to seduce us to get us to stay,” Merry confesses.

This time you blush, embarrassed. “Well, I was hoping,” you decide to tell the truth.

“Oh, but you thought of it because we were attracting you, right?” Merry implores.

“Yes. You’re both so beautiful!” you confess.

“I guess it’s alright then. But… I don’t know.” She pauses and intensely looks at you. “If it works, what do you want? Are you going to keep us forever?”

“I’d love that. My dream is for you both to have two daughters after university and then we can stay and live as a family together,” you explain while looking at the sky, hand clenched.

“Seriously?” Merry giggles. “Mom, you want to have an **** harem? What about grandmother?”

“She told me that she’s straight.”

“I guess that makes sense. But I knew Mom was a woman that walked her own path. But. I don’t know,” Merry says, uncertain.

“I know. I still want what’s best for you even if you decide to move away,” You explain, caressing her cheeks.

“Alright. Um, I want to change. Uhg, I’m running out of clothes.”

“It’s good we're going shopping tomorrow then,” you encourage.

“You and Olivia are going to try and pick out sexy clothes, though. I can’t wear that around,” Merry accuses.

“We will, but I’ll make sure you get some respectable clothes too. I’m your mom,” You state emphatically, pounding your fist onto your chest.

“Alright, I’ll look forward to it. Merry says as she enters the bathroom.”