She Obeys

Your mother calmly stands you and herself up, and gently caresses your face. "I think you know what's going to happen next don't you?"

The warmness between your legs becomes almost unbearable as they shake. You don't even get the chance to give an answer before your mother grabs you by the hair and brings you before them. At a loss of words I almost can't believe that she was still going along with this.

The two women were snickering at how quick you were sold out. "I think our 'mother of the year' here deserves a reward... And I need a seat ****," Karen says as she pulls out a gag and some cuffs.

Without hesitation your mother positions herself behind Karen on all fours. Charlotte makes quick work making sure your mom can no longer talk, with the cuffs firmly on her wrists and ankles.

With a smirk, Karen plops down on your mother's back. "Its so nice to see your training pay off, even in front of unexpected company," she comments before giving a healthy slap on the ass.

Hearing your mother moan only extrapolated how hot this whole situation was. Why were you starting to feel a bit envious of your mother in this position?

Taking advantage of you being lost in your thoughts, Charlotte sneaks up behind you, "Looks like we might have another slut on our hands," she says as one of her hands worms its way down the front of your pants as her other kept you in place.

"I bet you're curious about how we got your hard-ass of a mother like this?" Charlotte whispered in your ear before giving it a small lick.

A small whimper escapes your lips while your eyes kept glued to the woman who you held in such high regards, now being used as a play thing. In the back of your mind you wanted more than a taste of that experience, you want to live it.

With a growing sadistic smile, Karen reaches into a bag that's on the couch and pulls out a collar. "Beg for it."