Shock your wife into submission.

Nora had always been a willful woman. You knew that there was no way you could break her if you tried to take it slow. That might have worked on your wallflower of a daughter, but your wife was far too resilient for such a tactic. No, the only way to crush her resistance would be to do it all at once. You had to shock her into realizing that she had no option but to submit and become your bimbo.

"Let's show your mother what kind of family we're going to be from now on." You half push, half throw Kelly onto the bed. "Have you fucked any women yet?"

"No, Daddy. That was supposed to be next week."

"Well, lucky you! Your own mommy will be your first! You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Kelly's eyes light up. "Oh yes, Daddy! I'd love to fuck, Mommy! I wouldn't want any other pussy to be my first!"

"That's what I thought."

You grab her by the hair and pull her to Nora's exposed crotch. Kelly picks up on your subtle and hint and climbs over her mother, her own shaved snatch pointed in Nora's face. The pressure of her body makes Nora tense up as if she is anticipating a blow. Kelly sticks her tongue out and reaches for her mother's cunt but you hold her head back. You feel your sadistic streak rising back up.

"Wait, I don't know if you really want it bad enough," you say, voice thick with doubt.

"But I do! I want it so bad!" she desperately pleads.

"Beg for it."

"Please, Daddy. Let me eat Mommy's pussy. It smells so good. Let me taste it! Please!" Being so close to that forbidden incestuous fruit is driving her mad with lust.

"Alright, I believe you. But I think you should ask Mommy, too." You take a hold of the headphones and slide them off of Nora's ears. You can hear a mixture of garbled voices and piercing melodic tones emanating from them. With her sense of hearing returned to her, Nora intensifies her stifled moans for help and begins flinging her head around violently. "Go on," you mouth silently.

Kelly's expression twists into a wicked smile. "Mommy!~" she calls out in a sing song voice. Nora stops her thrashing and becomes very still, clearly terrified by the revelation that her daughter was somehow involved in the terribly situation she was in. "Mommy, you have such a beautiful pussy. And it's so wet. I just want to eat it so bad. I want to bury my face in it and make you come. Do you want to come on your little girl's face, Mommy? It looks like you do. Just lay there and say nothing if that's what you want." Nora is frozen, unable to process what she is hearing. You can barely contain your laughter imagining what must be going on inside her head right now.

"I'll take that as yes!" You nod your approval and Kelly practically dives into your wife's snatch. Nora lifts her head off the bed and resumes her gagged groaning. You can't even recognize the noise as an attempt at speech. It sounds more like an animalistic wail of anguish. Kelly laps at her mother's gash hungrily. Within moments her face is covered in Nora's juices.

Judging by the look on her face, Kelly is in heaven. She alternates between lapping at her mother's clit and sucking on it like a ripe peach. She has a firm grasp on Nora's plump posterior, holding her in place as she tries to buck away from her. You never imagined that cunnilingus could be so forceful.

Kelly comes up for air and uses it as an opportunity to taunt her **** partner. "Are you close to coming? I know you are. I can sense it. Know why? Cause we're the same. We're both sluts. And this slut is about to make her Mommy come!" She resumes her oral **** and within seconds Nora's toes are curling, her body shivers. Her head falls back and you hear her whimper through the gag. The little slut was right. Could she actually sense it? Did becoming a bimbo give her orgasm-sensing superpowers?

Kelly gives her mother a parting kiss below the belly button before prying herself away from her cunt. "See," she coos, "I told you you were a slut. No decent mommy would let her own daughter make her come. Only a dirty mommy-slut would do that. But it's ok. I still love you, Mommy. In fact, I love you more now that you are a slut. We can both be honest about who we are together..."

As her orgasm fades, Nora relaxes as much as her restraints will allow. You spy tears slowly leaking out under the visor that still obscures her eyes.

Your daughter looks to you, her face shining wet. Her breathing is heavy. Her mouth hangs open and her eyes are half closed. She has never looked so beautiful. "Did I do good?" she mouths at you. You simply nod in response. Her mouth turns into a gentle smile. "What now?" she again mouths.

You look down at the glorious mess that was once your wife. You have never seen her so absolutely defeated. "Now," you think, "it's time for the final blow."