I want to thank everyone for the positive response. I am overwhelmed. I never expected so many people to read the first part of Anna Takes Control. As a new writer here, I was nervous about publishing Anna Takes Control. Those fears are still there but I am more confident in myself. I hope you enjoy the second part of Anna and Crissi's journey.
When I started writing this, I thought I had it all planned. The characters took over and many things happened, not even I was expecting.
This story features lesbian family sex, spanking, humiliation, and romance or heartfelt moments in a Domme/submissive relationship. I should also mention that this is completely ridiculous and 100% fiction. If this is not your thing, you should probably read something else. If you are not of legal age to read such smut, go play Fortnight and leave this site.
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Chrissi woke in her room, alone. Waking alone is not foreign to Chrissi, but her surroundings were foreign to her. Groggily she slowly opened her eyes as everything slowly came into focus. This wasn't the room she has slept in for the past 11 years. The room she once shared with her husband before he passed away. This was her daughter's room. The keyword being 'was'. As she rolled over, she remembered moving into this room at her daughter's demand. Pulling the blanket tighter to her body, she felt the warm material brush against her bare skin. Chrissi shivered as the night before unfolded in her memories. There was a strong hint of shame but she was unable to deny her arousal.
"Why did I let things get this far? I should have put my foot down the moment Anna started bossing me around." Chrissi thought about her past, a member of the PTA when her daughter was in school. A loving wife who had never strayed from her equally loving husband. A mother who hugged her daughter when she came out as a lesbian. Honestly, Chrissi wasn't surprised when Anna told her but she was proud of her daughter for being herself. Then Chrissi remembered the beginning of her downward spiral that lead to this moment. She remembered drunkenly kissing Maggie, her daughter's girlfriend of 3 years. She remembered the secret meet-ups, the multiple orgasms, and the deceit. Chrissi felt horrible about what she was doing to Anna but she secretly craved the deceit. She loved how naughty she felt when she would meet Maggie for a secret rendezvous.
Her thoughts came to a halt as Anna walked into her room. "Bimbo, I want breakfast, and there better be a cup of coffee in my hand within the next 10 minutes."
Anna left the room as quickly as she entered. Chrissi got out of bed, looked in the mirror, and saw her messy platinum blonde hair. Brushing her hair with her fingers, positioning it behind her ears, she forced a smile and left the room. Making her way to the kitchen, she turned on the single cup coffee maker and waited for the final drips of coffee to drip into the mug. Meekly handing her daughter a cup of coffee she began to prepare breakfast.
Anna, grinning as her naked mother began to get to gather ingredients for her breakfast. "Bimbo, you may wear an apron. I would feel horrible if you got grease burns on those tits of yours and even worse if grease somehow splashed on your cunt."
"Thank you, Anna. That is very thoughtful of you." Chrissi couldn't believe she was thanking her daughter to be told she could wear an apron. At least, the apron will provide some sort of modesty, even if it was for a fleeting moment. Once again, that feeling of shame clouded Chrissi's mind as she flipped pancakes. Moments later, Chrissi had two stacks of 3 pancakes, setting one in front of Anna. Sitting down across from her daughter, Chrissi made sure her legs were spread.
"After we eat, I want to see your finances. You will give me access to your phone and I expect a list of your user names and passwords for all of your social media as well as the previously mentioned bank apps. After that is done, you may get ready. I will have clothes ready for you when you are done making yourself pretty."
"Anna, may I ask a question?" Chrissi's voice shocked as her daughter made it known that she would have no say in her life.
"Normally, those are only for dinner but after you gave me one of the best orgasms in my life last night, you may, without repercussions. Just don't get used to it."
"Isn't this going too far? I understand our, umm," Chrissi tried to think of the right words, "new normal, if you will. My finances, my social media? Can't you just be happy with using me and my servitude?"
"I could be happy with that. If I remember right, my dumb mommy bimbo begged to cum and in doing so, gave herself to me. This is simply me taking what is mine. You are no longer Christine Anderson. You are Chrissi the bimbo. Christine Anderson was a loving mother but she was a lying bitch. She broke my trust by fucking my girlfriend. The person whom I thought was the love of my life. Chrissi the bimbo, on the other hand, will be trustworthy because she won't be able to hurt me. Think of this as my insurance policy and might I add, this premium makes COBRA insurance seem affordable to a recently laid-off person. I hope those orgasms were worth it. Those moments of lust with an even shorter moment of bliss were worth it, Cunt McGee." Anna stabbed the last bite of pancake onto her fork before putting it in her mouth. Reaching for her coffee, "Clean up this mess and bring me what I asked for." Leaving the table as Chrissi sat with her mouth open, speechless.
Chrissi moved in a daze, clearing the table. Mentally, she was just run over repeatedly by 100 city buses. She had shamefully accepted her new life, but her daughter just saw the line and drove over it at 100 miles per hour multiple times. She faintly smiles as the last piece of silverware was shining as she put it in the drawer. She dutifully went for her phone, seeing her small room once again. If her nudity and glances of her blonder hair weren't already a constant reminder of her new life, this room was a smack in the face. Going through her phone, she noted every app that needed credentials as she wrote the credentials on a sheet of paper. Once finished, she brought the phone to her waiting daughter.
Anna, sitting on the couch, took a sip of her coffee, as Chrissi entered the room. As soon as the exchange was made, Chrissi went to the shower, not bothering to close the door. Anna quickly entered the passcode to open the phone and then went straight to her mother's bank app. She always knew her family was well off but was never aware of well off they were. Seeing the numbers on the bank app, she made the decision she will not be going to work tomorrow or ever again. Then she went to the first social media app listed on the paper, pressing the blue button with a white "F", Anna changed her mother's first name from Christina to Chrissi. Making a mental note to scroll through her messages later, she left the app and continued to do the same on other apps.
Looking at the time, Anna got up to get herself ready and find something for her bimbo to wear. Settling on a pair of jeans, green panties, a loose-fitting t-shirt, socks, and her comfortable sneakers. Setting the clothes she had selected for her mother on the floor outside of the smaller bedroom. "Slut your clothes are in the hall ready for you," Anna called into the room as she saw Chrissi applying make-up on her face. "Thank you, honey," was all Chrissi could muster.
