Disclaimer: All characters in this story are aged 18 or over. This story contains blackmail/noncon, incest, and other hard kinks. All events in this story are fantasy.
Kayla stifled a moan as her fingers plunged into her greedy snatch. Her mother Jennifer was sleeping in the next room over. Despite having complete control over the bitch, Kayla felt no need to make her mother aware of her masturbatory habits. She was furiously humping her hand, trying to find the right rhythm. Dominating her mother had taken a lot out of her schedule and it had been a long time since she had been able to head to a club and find a nice dick to ride. Kayla ran her free hand over her lithe body to arrive at her small perky breasts. She tweaked and pinched a hard nipple. Visions of her naked mother danced through her head. She thought of Jennifer's perfect fat titties, her enormously round ass. But most of all she thought of Jennifer prostrating herself before her. Complete and total submission to Kayla was what most excited her about her mother. With a frustrated moan she pulled her hand hand away from her dripping pussy. Her bedsheets were soaking around her crotch, but despite the veritable torrent that had escaped from her, the sweet release of orgasm was no where to be found. Frustrated, Kayla rose from her bed and threw on a large shirt over her slim body. She moved quickly, throwing her door open and rushing to Jennifer's room. Jennifer's door was wide open, by Kayla's insistence. Kayla now stood by Jennifer's bedside. Jennifer was completely naked, also by Kayla's insistence. She was fast asleep, her fat breasts rising and falling steadily with her breath. Her mouth was slightly open; Kayla needed no further invitation. She hopped onto the bed and mounted Jennifer's face. Kayla gasped and began grinding her pussy lips on Jennifer's lips. Jennifer started and her eyes opened. After a split second of realizing someone was on top of her, she panicked and tried to push Kayla off of her.
"No, mother! Eat my fucking pussy!" Kayla yelled. She grabbed Jennifer's hands and pinned them down as she continued to grind her pussy. Jennifer sputtered and kicked.
"No! Kayla what are you doing? I'm your mother!"
"I need this! It's your fucking fault I'm this horny!" Kayla responded. Jennifer moved her face to one side, denying Kayla the orgasm she desired.
"Absolutely not! Kayla, I'm your mother, this is wrong." Jennifer said. It was hard to make out her expression in the dark. "The other stuff you had me do is one thing, but I'm not going to orally pleasure you."
"Fine." Kayla huffed. "But then tomorrow you have to accept what ever punishment I want to give to you."
"Fine." Jennifer responded. "As long as it's not cunnilingus with my daughter."
Kayla rose off Jennifer and gave her a light slap on the cheek. She hopped off the bed and walked to the door.
"Oh mother, you're going to wish you had eaten my pussy." She stormed off, leaving Jennifer lying there on the bed, suddenly dreading what tomorrow had in store for her.
Jennifer was naked in the kitchen. She had prepared Kayla breakfast and was now waiting for her daughter to come downstairs. Right on time, Kayla bounced down the stairs. She was wearing a too small crop top and some jean shorts. Kayla didn't exactly have many assets to show off but her skinny body was still quite appealing. She greeted her mother with a saccharine smile.
"Good morning, mother!" Kayla said. "You're going to enjoy today."
"Why, Mistress?" Jennifer eyed her warily.
"Because I'm going to let you take a real shower and wear clothes today! We're going on a little outing."
"Where are we going, Mistress?"
"You'll find out when we get there. Go get ready while I eat breakfast." Kayla picked up a piece of toast and began to tear into her breakfast.
Jennifer had enjoyed her shower. After several days of a cold hose in the garage it was a welcome relief to have hot water. Less enjoyable was the outfit Kayla had picked out for her. The same exact outfit Kayla was wearing. It was already small on her slim daughter and on Jennifer it looked comical. Her breasts strained the crop top and it felt like they were about to pop out at any moment. She had struggled to button her jean shorts and her tummy spilled over the waist. Her jiggly thighs and ass tested the limits of the denim. Jennifer thought she looked like a complete hoe, which was probably Kayla's intent. She carefully made her way downstairs, where Kayla was waiting. She had added Jennifer's sunglasses and purse to her outfit and was idly playing with some car keys. She barely acknowledged her mother's arrival.
"Hurry up, mother. We have a long day. We'll be taking your car of course." Kayla turned and walked out of the house. Jennifer barely had time to utter a "Yes, Mistress."
The drive had been somewhat long, but for Jennifer, mercifully uneventful. Kayla pulled her mother's car into the parking lot. Jennifer read the sign of the shop, "Tattoo and Piercing". The plain sign was accompanied by darkly tinted windows. She followed Kayla towards the shop. Her assets bounced and jiggled with every step, accented by her tight clothing. The parking lot of the strip mall was relatively empty, but Jennifer was sure she was putting on quite the show for the few people out and about in the morning. She had never felt quite so self-conscious as this moment. As the door opened, a voice rang out from inside.
"Hey Kayla!"
"Hey bitch!" Kayla embraced a tall skinny woman with purple hair. She was heavily tattooed and half of her head was shaved. She was dressed in tight leather pants and a corset with some combat boots. All black clothing; she was a walking punk stereotype. She exchanged a few kisses on the cheek with Kayla, revealing an equally heavily pierced face.
"So who's this?" the punk woman asked.
"This is my mother, and bitch-slave, Jennifer." Kayla gestured towards Jennifer. "Jennifer, this is my friend Cleo. She'll be doing your piercings today."
"My what?!" Jennifer defensively crossed her eyes across her chest. She gave Kayla a glare.
"Your punishments from yesterday. Or did you forget?" Kayla said. "I'm sorry, Cleo. She's been very difficult since last night.
"That's no problem at all." Cleo laughed. "We have restraints for difficult customers. Should I get them out?"
"I don't know, mother, should she?" Kayla stared Jennifer down. "How difficult are you going to be."
"But Mistress Kayla, I have work next monday. I can't go in with a piercing." Jennifer hesitantly said.
"Oh don't worry, mother. It won't be anything visible. You're going to be getting your slutty nipples pierced."
A chill ran down Jennifer's spine. She swallowed. "But Mistress-"
"You can get two piercings on your nipples or Cleo here can strap you down and you can get a lot more piercings on a lot more places. Choose."
"The two." Jennifer relented. Cleo was watching the exchange. quite amused.
"That's too bad. I love doing piercings." She turned to Jennifer. "Well get your top off and hop up on the table and lie down."
"Actually mother, get naked. We wouldn't want you to get blood on your nice clothes now, would we?" Kayla smiled.
Jennifer sighed and began to strip. She pulled off her top, exposing her big titties. It took more effort to pull down her shorts. Kayla and Cleo watched as Jennifer pulled them down around her massive behind.
"Damn Kayla, your mom is a certifiable MILF!" Cleo said. She was running her eyes up and down Jennifer's now naked body. Jennifer shifted uncomfortably and tried to cover herself with her hands.
"Oh she's a hot piece of ass. Speaking of you can spank her if you want." Kayla said.
"Really?" Cleo exclaimed while Jennifer protested.
