Tell Ellie it would make her an obedient . She’s going to have to get used to sex with her daughter if she wants to please you.

You stand up from the couch and gently caress Ellie’s cheek as you answer her, “It would make you a proper, obedient little fucktoy **** for me.” You grin, and cup her cheek with your fingers, while your thumb traces back and forth over her lips, then slips between them. “You may be a mother to my pet, but the most important thing you are now is my possession. Do you understand that?” You chuckle as she begins trying to speak around your probing thumb to answer you. “Just nod, toy.”

Ellie nods, her eyes down, she suckles gently on your thumb.

“That’s a good girl.” You tell her in an approving voice.

“Tracey, what about you?” you ask your pet. “Do you have any hesitations about playing with my other ****, if I want you to?”

Tracey swallows nervously. “It… would be weird for me, she’s been my mom all my life. She just became your **** today. It’ll take getting used to. But, if you want it, if it makes you happy, I’ll do it without question, Master,” she answers.

You stroke Tracey’s hair with your other hand, while her mom continues to gently fellate your thumb. “Good girl,” you tell her in a soft voice. “Now, tell me what you would do, how you would feel, if I told you it would turn me on to see you whip your mom’s ass with my belt? Hard enough to leave welts.”

Both of your ****’s eyes go wide in shock at that. Ellie lets out a quiet, whine like a small, frightened animal.

Tracey takes longer to answer, as she struggles with herself, not wanting to tell the truth in front of her mom, but not able to lie to you. “I’d do it.” She gulps in a breath of air after that. “I… I’d feel sorry for my mom, and hate doing it to her, but… if I knew it got you hard, Master, I’d get off on it. I’d be ashamed that I was, but I’d be turned on.”

You grin at her and bend down to give her nipple a hard pinch. “Very good, pet.” She yelps at the pinch, but sighs happily in response to your praise.

“You both should understand by now, that I’m going to treat you like things. You exist to please me, and your feelings are secondary to my arousal and pleasure.” You explain to them. You pull your thumb from Ellie’s mouth. “Tell me what is the most important thing you are?” you demand.

She remembers what you told her. “Your possession, Sir.” she mewls, and wipes tears from her eyes.

“And if I told you to eat out your daughter’s pussy, and lick her asshole, so they were nice and wet for me to fuck, what would you do, fucktoy?” You grill her. You can see Tracey’s face flush deep red. Ellie’s shoulder’s shake as she sobs. “Tell me exactly what you would do,” you growl.

“I… would eat out her pussy… and…” her voice breaks as she sobs, “lick her asshole for you, Sir.”

You grin down at her and stroke her blonde hair. “Good toy,” you say in a somewhat mocking tone. “I won’t be telling either of you to do those things today, just making sure you know that it's my right to, when I decide. Now pick up your clothes and go to your room to get dressed, toy. We need to go shopping to get you a collar too.”

Ellie picks up her clothes from the floor and flees the room, with tears trickling down her cheeks.

Tracey has tears in her eyes, too, but she’s panting and visibly excited. “Master, may I crawl into your lap, please?” she begs.

You nod, and she climbs up from the floor to settle on your lap. She whispers in your ear. “It turns you on to hurt my mom like that, to torment her emotionally, doesn’t it, Master?”

You look at her with a raised eyebrow. “Why do you say that?”

“Because you did it, when there was no other reason to. I don’t think you’d ever be cruel for no reason, Master. I think you’re cruel for the best reason, for your sexual pleasure.” She hesitates before speaking again. “Would it turn you on if I was cruel to her, too?”