Surprise Twist: hidden-camera footage of Jane's mother

I set up the TV to play video streamed from my phone and pulled up some of my favorite saved footage from a series of cameras I hid in Jane's parents house. I wasn't especially proud of it; it was a stupid moment of weakness at the time. I had seen her mother, Victoria, when I went to meet the parents a few months into my relationship with Jane. She was gorgeous. If possible, she was even more attractive than Jane, despite being several years older.

Quite by accident, weeks later, I once caught Victoria masturbating in an empty room of their house. I learned she was living a sexually unfulfilled life and was developing some deep and powerful fantasies of her own. So, being a horrible voyeur, I set up cameras throughout the house to watch, and I learned a lot.

The video I put on was one in which Victoria was having mild sex with her husband. Victoria was on top, riding him like a stallion, trying to encourage him to talk dirty to her, to take things further, maybe hurt her a little bit. But then he grunted and came, and Victoria gave him a kiss, said he was amazing, and left the room, clearly disappointed. He fell asleep almost immediately.

But Victoria was far from satisfied. The camera switched to another room, and the still-naked Victoria walked into frame, pulled some things from the closet, and placed a heavy ****-collar on her own throat. She proceeded to toss a connected leash over the closet rod and squat down low on the balls of her feet to fuck herself with the dildo while **** herself with the leash.

I stroked my hard cock as I watched, relishing the fact that Jane and her mother were really not that different. Both seemed to crave a firm, dominant hand, and rough degrading treatment. Victoria was not getting what she needed, but now that Jane was my devoted ****, perhaps I could change that.

I would collect the set and train them both to worship my cock to the fulfillment of my own fantasies, of course, but also for their own good. They so obviously needed it.

As the video ended, and Victoria came hard on her dildo, grasping in ragged breath on the edge of unconsciousness, I realized my wife was standing in the doorway, watching in silence with a shocked expression on her face. I looked at her without bothering to stop stroking my own cock, and she turned her eyes to me, expression unreadable.