She is about to find out

Linda knew it was a bad idea to stay, but Derek had asked her to have some fun with her mother and in the end he was right with it. They would only be starting to get along again, if they would spend time together.

"Sooo, my dear little slut, I was thinking about something. Don't you think it is weird that children play doctor that rarely? I know some are just curious about each others bodies, but I thought: Why do they always play with another guy. Two girls can play just as well. And why stop when you grow older? The interest in each others bodies should still be there, right?"

Or maybe it would only get worse. Her own mother wanted to 'play doctor' with her? That was just... gross. The idea alone made her feel sick.

"Come on, get on the table." Her mother said while making some room on it. As she realised that disobeying was not an option if she wanted to keep living here, she slowly climbed onto it. There was no reason to make anything faster than needed. She only had to get through 14 more minutes.

"I see you already took off your skirt for this, how nice of you. But something is still restricting my examination, you see." Emilia reached down and grabbed the vibrator. The first second it hurt, as she thrusted it in deeper than before, only to make it much worse the moment after.

Instead of pulling it out she pushed down her hand, making the vibrator twist inside her. She was **** open by her mother even more, as she had no mercy shown. The further Emilias hand went down, the further up the vibrator went. And as there was no space there to go, it opened her pussy up. After only a few more very slowly passing moments the vibrator was almost completely sideways inside her, before it finally plopped out.

A loud moan of relief escaped her lungs as the pain finally stopped.

"Now tell me, how do you feel, patient... 'Cum Slut'" Her mother pretended to look at an invisible patient note to read her 'name'. She just wanted this to be over, but in fear of being thrown out if she lied, she just gave in and admitted.

"It hurt. Really bad. And I am scared." She looked away from her mother and at the clock. 12 minutes left.

"And?" What and? What did she mean? Was she supposed to say anything else? She really tried to be obedient to not make this any worse than it would be anyway. As she did not say anything, her mother explained.

"And how do you feel about being hurt?" Oh. Well wasn't that obvious?

"I don't like it. I don't want to be hurt. I want..." SLAP!

Her mother had slapped her face, hard.

"Don't be silly. You are a stupid little bitch. You only deserve pain, so it is good if it hurts. Now be an obedient bitch and tell me what you need. Beg me to do it again. But this time, you will push your legs together to make it worse. And if I see you relaxing so you loosen up, I will start over from the beginning, so you try your best to make it uncomfortable for yourself, will you?" Emilia smiled as if it was christmas, but for Linda this was to much.

She started to cry. Desperately. How could this happen. There was no way she could endure 11 more minutes of this ****. Not with her mind intact.