A used condom

It just catches the corner of your eye, but there's no denying what it is, right there almost under the bed. You jump off the bed to fetch it.

"Master don't go" Caroline whimpers. She's got it really bad. She's a heap of horny flesh.

But you do go, just to grab the condom and then hold it up so Caroline can see it. "What do you suppose this is?" You ask.

"It's a condom" Caroline says, not the slightest hint of obviousness in her voice. You ask, she answers. She's learning to be very obedient.

"Does your daughter Zoey have a boyfriend?" You ask.

"Not that I know of." Caroline writhes in pleasure on the bed, her hands rubbing at her thighs, knowing she can't touch herself without your say-so. "Not for a few months."

"Well someone is fucking her." You say, holding the condom up to Caroline's face. She tries to lick it. "This has been inside of her."

"Oh god yes!" Caroline seems to like the thought. What a wild slut she's becoming, the taste of her daughter's cunt on her lips and she wants more.

"Do you want it?" You tease.

"Yes! Yes!" Caroline nods voraciously.

"Do you want to taste the cum that should have been deposited inside your daughter?"

"God yes please!" She doesn't hesitate now.

So you let her take it from you and immediately she turns the nasty condom upside down and lets the contents roll out onto her tongue. Then she swallows.

You smile, proud of her progress. "We may have to find out who that belonged to, and why they left it right..." you glance down under the bed again.

And see another used condom.

And another.

And another.

"What the fuck?" You ask.

"What sir? What?" Caroline asks breathlessly.

You gather all the condoms and hold them up. "You may not have to work that hard to make your little girl into a slut." Caroline's eyes light up. "Either she's being fucked often by this one guy... or she's been fucked once by a lot of guys." You say. Caroline nods, her eyes glaring at the three additional condoms that all have clearly wrapped cocks that have been inside her daughter. "How does that make you feel?"

"Proud" She answers immediately.

You shake your head. "You're a shitty mother" you say, waiting to see how she reacts. You're not sure anything could be a more piercing statement.

But she doesn't seem hurt. "Yes sir," she answers, "But I'm a good slut"

"Yes you are." you answer "And that's what you're going to be to your little Zoey from now on. Just one proud slut, training another. Aren't you?"

"Yes sir" Caroline says, still writhing, still covered in goose-bumps like a wild woman.

"Would you like to cum now?" You ask.

"Yes sir!" Caroline says, her voice leaving her.

"How badly?" you tease.

"So badly. Please sir!"

You slick your finger between your lips and start moving it toward Caroline's swollen clit. "Tell me what you're going to do when your daughter gets home."

"I'm going to teach her to be a slut." she says.

"Look at these condoms. She's already a slut"

"I'm going to teach her to be a proud slut. Who lets her men cover her with their cum, instead of using condoms."

"Why's that?"

"Because she would look beautiful covered in cum. She would look proper. She would look..." She shudders as you touch your finger to her clit.

Then you pull back.

"Delivery your daughter to me, as a proper slut. And I'll let you cum. Understand?"

"Yes sir!" Caroline says through gritted teeth.

"Good" you say, getting your clothes back on, leaving Caroline to writhe on her daughter's bed. Eager to see what happens next.