She tests her daughter's skills

Brooke was sitting on the stylist's chair, still completely naked. She had tried to put her clothes back on right after the waxing was done, but Vanessa had stopped her and dragged her straight to the chair instead. The women working on her needed to finish curling the long extensions so they looked flawless and do her makeup properly.

Vanessa stood nearby with her arms on her hips, watching every move the stylists made. She had tried to teach Brooke everything she needed to know to be a good slut, but she had to be sure her daughter had really absorbed it. There wasn’t much time left.

She stepped closer and started asking questions while the curling iron moved through Brooke’s new long blonde hair.

“Tell me what you do if a man wants to fuck you in the ass, Brooke.”

Brooke shifted uncomfortably in the chair, her smooth, pink pussy lips still visible between her slightly spread legs. “I… I turn around and bend over?”

Vanessa shook her head. “No. Say it properly. Use the words.”

Brooke swallowed. “I turn around and bend over so he can fuck my ass.”

“Good. And how do you make it easier for him?”

“I… I spread my ass cheeks with my hands?”

“Better. You tell him ‘Please fuck my tight little ass’ while you spread yourself open. You push back against his cock until he’s all the way inside. You don’t complain if it hurts at first. You moan like you love it. Understand?”

Brooke nodded slowly, her voice quiet. “Yes, Mom.”

Vanessa continued. “What about your pussy? If he wants to fuck your pussy, what do you say?”

“I spread my legs and tell him to fuck my pussy,” Brooke answered, repeating the words she had been taught earlier.

“Exactly. And you keep telling him how good his cock feels inside you. You say ‘Your cock is stretching my pussy so good’ or ‘Fuck me harder, I’m your slut.’ Don’t stay quiet. Sluts are loud.”

The stylists kept working, wrapping sections of the long platinum extensions around the curling iron and letting them fall into big, loose waves. Brooke’s hair, which had been medium length and pulled up in a lazy bun that morning, was now falling well past her shoulders in thick, bouncy curls.

Vanessa kept testing her. “Now, how do you give a titjob?”

Brooke looked down at her own perky C-cup tits, still bare and exposed to the cool air of the salon. “I… I put his cock between my tits and squeeze them together?”

“Show me with your hands. Demonstrate it right now.”

Brooke hesitated for a second, then brought both hands up to her tits and pressed them together, creating a tight channel between them. “Like this?”

“Yes. You move them up and down on his cock while you look up at him. You can lick the head every time it comes through the top. Tell him ‘Do you like fucking my tits?’ while you do it. And when he cums, you let it shoot all over your face or your tits and thank him for it.”

Brooke repeated the motion a couple more times with her hands, practicing the movement while the stylists continued curling the ends of her hair. Her face was turning red, but she kept going.

Vanessa nodded, satisfied for the moment. “Good girl. Remember, your body is for his pleasure now. Your mouth, your pussy, your ass, your tits, all of it. You don’t say no. You beg for more.”

She asked a few more questions while the makeup was being applied. “What do you say when he wants to cum on your face?”

“I open my mouth and say ‘Cum on my face, please.’”

“And if he wants to fuck you doggy style?”

“I get on all fours and push my ass up high so he can see my pussy and ass clearly. Then I say ‘Fuck me like the bitch in heat I am sir, please.’”

Vanessa kept drilling her until the answers came out smoother. By the time the stylists finished the last curl and stepped back, Brooke was answering without as much hesitation.