Chapter 482: Innocent Daughter And Hardworking Mother Needs Training
I opened the box and started placing the items inside it on the table one by one. Candles, soft cuffs, a collar and leash, I slowly took each item out while looking at Helen and Gia.
They were both looking sideways at me, still obediently staying on all fours even though their bodies trembled with nervous anticipation.
Their eyes widened with a mix of fear and excitement as I kept pulling more things out of the box, their breathing growing heavier with every new toy that appeared on the table.
The storm outside seemed to match the dark hunger building inside me. I was going to use every single one of these items on both of them.
"Mom, what are all these things?" Gia asked her mother innocently, her big eyes wide with curiosity as she saw me pulling out items she wouldn’t even see in porn. Her voice was full of naive wonder, completely unaware of the darker purpose behind each toy.
"It’s..." Helen tried to speak, but the words died in her throat. How could she possibly explain any of this to her own daughter? These were things she had never even imagined discussing with Gia, the kind of filthy, depraved tools that were now laid out on the table in front of them.
I kept pulling out more items one by one, a flogger with soft leather tails, a wooden paddle.
Each new toy made Helen’s pussy leak even more, her thighs trembling as she stayed on all fours. Gia watched with growing fascination, her innocent mind struggling to understand what these objects were for, but her body reacting with nervous excitement.
The way their smooth skin and curves looked under the dim light made me even more eager. I was going to use some of these wax candles on them later, dripping hot wax on their sensitive skin to break them into real, overwhelming pleasure.
"Turn around, both of you," I ordered firmly.
Both mother and daughter obeyed immediately. They turned around on the bed and sat on the edge, their thick thighs pressed together, waiting submissively.
I picked up the collar and leash from the table and walked in front of them, holding the items in my hands as I looked down at the two voluptuous women. Their eyes were filled with a mix of fear, shame, and undeniable arousal as they waited for what I had planned next.
I put the collar and leash on Helen slowly, wrapping the leather around her neck and fastening it snugly. The metal ring clicked into place, and I attached the leash, letting it hang down between her heavy breasts.
Then I did the same to Gia, putting the second collar around her slender neck. Both mother and daughter now wore matching collars and leashes, marking them clearly as mine.
They both looked up at me when I finished, their eyes filled with a mix of shame, submission, and reluctant arousal. They looked completely depraved now, like obedient slaves who had surrendered completely to me.
The sight of the mother and her innocent daughter collared and leashed side by side was incredibly satisfying.
I went back to the table to get the soft cuffs and came back, holding them in my hands.
"Hold up your hands," I ordered firmly.
They both obediently put their wrists close together. I fastened the soft cuffs around each of their wrists, securing them snugly but comfortably. The cuffs looked perfect on their soft skin, another symbol of my control over them.
I wanted to see how filthy they looked when I made them walk with the leashes.
"Get on the ground, both of you," I said, taking their leashes in my hand and tugging gently.
Both mother and daughter got down on the floor like obedient dogs, on their hands and knees, their thick asses up in the air. I walked with their leashes in my hand, leading them across the room like pets.
I took them toward the sofa and sat down comfortably on it, keeping their leashes in front of me, forcing them to stay on all fours right in front of me, waiting for my next command.
The power I held over them was absolute. Mother and daughter, collared, cuffed, and leashed, completely at my mercy in their own home.
As they were both on the floor on all fours, they kept staring at my thick, hard cock like two cock-hungry sluts, their eyes filled with desperate lust.
I took my cock in my free hand while still holding their leashes with the other, stroking it slowly and deliberately, letting both the mother and daughter see every thick vein and the way it pulsed in my grip.
"You want to suck it, huh?" I asked, my voice low and teasing as I continued stroking myself right in front of their faces.
Both mother and daughter nodded submissively, their eyes completely filled with lust, their mouths slightly open as they waited for permission like obedient pets.
Before I could say anything more, Gia moved forward on all fours without permission. She placed her hands on my thighs and leaned in eagerly, clearly wanting to get my cock into her mouth as soon as possible.
"You dare touch it without my permission?" I growled, my voice sharp with dominance. I slapped Gia’s face hard, the sound echoing in the small room.
Gia looked up at me with tears glistening in her eyes, her cheek red from the slap. The way this once-innocent girl had broken so quickly into a cock-hungry slut was something Helen must not have seen coming in her life.
The mother watched in stunned silence as her daughter submitted so completely, her own body trembling with a mix of shame and arousal.
"Huh? Did I say you could take it?" I said, my voice sharp with dominance as I pulled Gia’s leash firmly, yanking her face closer to me. Her eyes widened in fear and submission as I forced her to look up at me.
"No..." Gia whimpered softly, her voice trembling with regret as she realized she had acted without permission. I raised my hand again, ready to slap her face once more, but I stopped midway, holding it in the air as a warning.
"I apologize for her, Sir," Helen said quickly from behind Gia, her voice full of motherly concern. She was still on all fours, clearly wanting to protect her daughter from my roughness, even at the cost of offering herself instead.
I lowered my hand and gently placed it on Gia’s soft cheek where I had slapped her earlier. I caressed the reddened skin tenderly, my thumb stroking her flushed face. Even though I had been rough with her, her sweet, innocent face was enough to make me want to cum for days.
The contrast between her angelic features and the depraved situation she was in, collared, on all fours, and begging for my cock, was incredibly intoxicating.
Gia leaned slightly into my touch, her eyes still watery but filled with a mix of fear and desperate need.
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