You tell Tracey the truth, that her mom was a hot fuck, but you like her better

You almost bust out laughing when Tracey asks you if fucking her mom was good for you, but you manage to control yourself. You nod. “If you really want to know… it was pretty hot. I was upset with her because she almost took you away, which could have been bad. Plus, I didn’t have a lot of time this morning. So it was an angry, quick fuck. Really intense. It wasn’t the same as with you though. I’d choose you every time.”

Tracey shivers at that. “Oh god, the fact that you enjoyed hate-fucking my mom just got me very wet. And you are so wonderful to say that you’d pick me, thank you.” She leans against you.

Now you really do let out a laugh. “Wow… just a couple of days ago, I could not have imagined having anything like this conversation. My life has gotten a little out of control.”

Tracey laughs with you. “Hey, you brought it on yourself. Don’t blame me, I’m just the mind-**** **** in this relationship.” She pauses. “Correction, just one of the mind-**** slaves in this relationship.” She pauses again, as something occurs to her. “Wait… are me and mom the only ones, or have you enchanted anyone else?”

You shake your head. “I’ve only known the spell was real since yesterday. I enchanted your mom last night. I haven’t had time to do anything else.” You smile at her. “I just got you, and I was enjoying having you.” Tracey smiles wide at that. “I only enchanted your mom because she was threatening to take you in for a psych evaluation.”

You nod at your phone. “The website said that if denied contact, a subject’s obsession gets worse. I was worried about what might happen to you if I couldn’t see you for a couple of days.”

Tracey hugs your arm and kisses your cheek. “You’re so sweet, Master. I do start getting antsy when I’m not around you for a while, and I could really use a shot of vitamin D right now, if you know what I mean.”

You raise your eyebrow at her. “Vitamin D?”

She glances down at your crotch meaningfully, and licks her lips slowly. “D for Dave, of course.” she says in a low, sultry voice

“Of course,” you answer with a smirk. “Anyway, I wasn’t thinking about enslaving the entire female population of the town or anything.”

“But, if the generally accepted knowledge about 18-year-old guys is true, you are all pigs who want more pussy all the time.” Tracey says, as she nudges you in the ribs. “Isn’t it at least a little bit true?”

You can’t help but smile. “I suppose a little bit. But, I’m pretty sure you would have kept me satisfied all by yourself, and now I have you and your mom, who according to the spell warnings are going to both need regular ‘contact’.” You make air-quotes with your fingers. “Until I know what that's going to take, I think I’ll hold off on enchanting any more slaves.”

Tracey pouts a little. “Here I was thinking you could have a whole harem with that spell, and maybe loan me a girl or two once in a while.” She giggles. “I mean, nothing compares to fucking you, Master, but I do still like girls you know.” She stops and blinks then as a realization hits her. “Oh fuck! Mom… doesn’t.” She looks at you with pleading eyes. “I need to ask you a favor, Master.”

You nod, not sure where she’s going with this. “You can ask. Tell me what you want, and why, and I’ll decide whether to do it.”

“So, we’re a matched set of mother-daughter slaves, and you’re a horny, porn-addicted, cis, het, 18-year-old guy.” Tracey holds up a hand to cut off your protest. “Which I usually really love about you.” She grins. “But… it’s pretty obvious that you’re going to want us in a threesome, and you’re gonna want me and my mom to… how shall I put this delicately? Bump nasties.”

You think about interrupting her to allay her fears, but she’s right, you’ve been thinking about exactly that, and you want to hear what she has to say.

She shakes her head. “Straight guys are pigs,” she mutters, but she winks at you.

“So here’s the thing: If it's what you want, automatically I’m happy to do it, but it’s easier for me, ‘cause I’m into girls, and my mom is pretty hot. I admit I’ve had some sex dreams about her that were disturbing when I woke up.” She bites her lip and looks down, blushing slightly after she confesses that. “It’ll still be super weird for me to do anything with her. She’s my mom.”

Your pet continues. “But it’ll be even harder for her. She’ll want to please you too, but she’s straight as they come. She’s also very protective of me… and the way she reacted after what happened with my dad, how angry and disgusted she was with him… if you just order her to do things to me, she will, and she’ll like doing it for you… but I’m afraid her liking it might break her.”

You nod, but you don’t know what to say.

“The problem is. I’m already pretty sure I know you want it, so now I’m thinking about ways to make it happen. I will make it happen, because if you want it, you deserve it, and it’s my purpose to give it to you. So my favor is just… be a little patient with my mom. Let me help you ease her into it.”