Rylie Will Teach/Punish Her

"I will teach you. Just like your older brother and father are teaching your twin. Only my lessons will be much, much worse." She then looked Veil up and down. For a few seconds, she didn't speak. Just stared. Eventually, she spoke again, "Strip. First, you will learn to never lie again. No matter how embarrassing the truth is. You should be in a position where the truth is always better than a lie."

"W-What does me stripping have to do with that lesson?! I-I get it, no lying. I-I won't do it."

"You do not understand. You say that you do, but you don't. Tell me, what sex position do you want to be fucked in next?"

"M-Mom! I'm your daughter! I can't answer that!"

"I-...I-I don't know..."

"You do know. You're just too embarrassed to answer. Now strip, the embarrassment will make you remember this lesson. Every time you lie, you'll get a punishment. The lie about not masturbating is going to get you a big punishment. The punishment will be important to various lessons."

Veil didn't speak. She just stood there, quietly. Too embarrassed to even make eye contact with her mom.

"I know this is tough for you, but it's the only way for you to learn to contribute. If not to the family, then to yourself. To not just rely on us forever. Now obey your mother or the world will be your teacher and I'll cut you off. You'd be able to live here, but that's it. No food, no internet, no clothes. The only thing of ours you may use will be your bed and the bathroom."

It felt like too much. It was too harsh. Veil felt like an idiot. If she just listened to her mom's earlier conversations and changed then she'd be fine. She wouldn't have to strip or worry about being cut off. She'd be a respectful person. Someone able to help herself... Instead, she needs her mom to force her to get better... and to do it in such a humiliating way...

Veil pulled the dress of her body, flashing her black lingerie to her mom. She glanced at her, hoping to be told that it'd be enough. Her mom stayed quiet. Slowly, she took her bra off and let it fall onto the floor, then her panties. Her mom walked closer and grabbed her breasts.

"Such a shame. If you used your body like your sister did, you'd be even more effective. Instead you stay by yourself. Not even trying to make friends or connections." Rylie pulled her daughter's nipples, causing a moan to escape her lips. "You do not have to be like your sister. You do not have to use your body, but you do need to at least use mind and be something. Anything but lazy. Be anything productive and we would be happy."

The entire time she spoke, Rylie never stopped pulling, twisting, and playing with her daughter's nipples. Veil tried to cover her mouth. To hold back the moans. Her mom stopped her and said, "No. Let the noises free. The embarrassment will make you remember all this better. It will make you be better."

For the next few minutes, the room was quiet. The only noise came from Veil as she let out moan after moan. Her eyes on the verge of tears from how embarrassment she felt. It felt like she was about to cum because of her own mother. Then she stopped. Rylie pulled her fingers back and motioned towards the bed.

"Next, you will prove that I was right. You will masturbate for me. Afterwards, we can start making connections with people with similar...interests as you." Rylie then sat down in Veil's chair, her eyes staring at her daughter. A few minutes passed as the two stared at each other. Rylie with a serious expression. Veil a blushing mess. She was the one to finally give in, slowly she sat on the bed and hesitated before putting her pillow between her thighs. She was too nervous to actually start humping it. It didn't matter though as her mom started to talk.

"No. That hides your pussy. You will lay back, keep your legs spread, and use your fingers or one of your many toys. You will act like I'm not here and NOT try to hide yourself."

Veil gulped as she listened to her mom. She was asking for too much. Is she trying to do one of those deep ends things where someone is thrown in the deep end of a pool to learn how to swim quicker? That's a lot different than masturbating infront of her mom! But, it was tough to say no to her. It was clear that her mom had reached her limit with her patience. It was either masturbate as if she was an exhibitionist infront of her mom, or end up broke...

"Five...Four..."

"S-Sorry!" Veil said, interrupting her mom's counting. Even if she agreed to masturbate once her mom said zero, it would've been too late. She knows how her mom's mind works. If she says she'll do something, she'll do it. Quickly, Veil used one hand to rub her pussy and the other to play with her nipples. For a few minutes, she tried to masturbate like that, but it was just too difficult. It felt a bit good, but she was just too nervous having her mom staring at her. It wasn't just the staring, it was knowing that if she didn't masturbate good enough then she'd be broke...

She hesitated before taking a few deep breaths and entering her closet. Her mom didn't follow. A few minutes later, Veil came back with a rabbit vibrator. She tried to avoid looking at her mom as she headed back to the bed. Finally, she then closed her eyes and started giving the vibrator a blowjob. It felt disgusting. Like she truly was a slut and was revealing it to her mom.

Finally, she brought the toy to her pussy and slowly pushed it inside. She then turned the vibrator on, feeling it pleasure her pussy and clit as the vibrations moved throughout her, all while moving the vibrator back and forth like a dildo. She tried not to think of her mom. She tried focusing on the pleasure from the dildo, all while keeping her eyes closed.

Soon, she was moaning and her mom was forgotten. She could hear her own moans echoing in the room until finally she screamed in ecstasy, her juices exploding all over her bed as she squirted. With a smile, she turned the vibrator off and gave it a lick, tasting her juices off it.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she yelped, seeing her mom in the chair. "Mom, I-" She completely forgotten that she was there... Her own mom just watched her squirt. It took her a second to notice the phone in her mom's hand, recording...

"You did an excellent job," She said with a smile. "You took a while to follow my orders but you eventually did them. You even adapted. You saw how using your fingers wasn't enough, so you got the right tool for the job. That's an important skill to develop."

"W-What about the camera though?! I-I didn't know you'd be recording that!"

"Does it matter? Even if you did know, you still would've done it. It's that or being cut off afterall. For now, this will simply be a memory. A recording that I'll send you. One that you can access and rewatch to show how well you did your first part of the training and help you remember that you'll be able to do the rest."

It felt nice to have her mom trust her so much. To truly believe that she'd be able to do better... But it also made her worried. How much worse would the other parts of the training be? Her mother mentioned something about connections earlier. Ones with people that share similar interests as me.