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Inherited Passions Ch. 09

"I have the most fantastic mother in this universe." Julie said softly into her mother's ear. "And I hope I can be all the things you wish me to be, and more if you desire. All you have to do is ask as I still need to learn many things."

"I have no doubt you will, my beloved daughter and Mistress. And I will try to teach you all you will need to know."

After engaging in even a tighter loving hug for a short time, Julie finally let go and stepped back.

"Now, you go look for Mistress Tonya's telephone number while I go pee. We need to find where can get a chastity belt for you before I set you up for the night to be teased, and tortured?"

"Yes Mistress."

As Julie turned and entered the kitchen, mother followed her while asking if Mistress needed to be serviced when finished peeing. Julie paused for a moment. Thinking about having mother lick her again as she leaned over to look at the absolute mess around her bottom, shaking her head Julie looked to see that her mothers was also very covered in pre-cum.

"No, I think I'll rinse off in the shower, but you might as well remain just like you are for as long as I want. I'm sure you will enjoy smelling herself all night. Just don't sit down anywhere. Now go look for Mistress's Tonya's number. I'm anxious to talk to her."

"Yes Mistress" mother replied as Julie continued heading for the bathroom. But coincidently, Julie had stopped to answer mothers question just as they were walking by the kitchen table. So as daughter disappeared through the door, mother took a moment to lust as she surveyed the empty table top. The waiting ropes beckoned to her, but following her Mistress's orders, went to her address book. Easily finding a well worm page with the heading of Tonya Westling, she laid it on the end table next to the telephone and knelt down to wait for Mistress. After a few minutes Julie walked out, only wearing the Chastity Thong as she sat down next to the telephone.

"Have you tried to call her yet?"

"No Mistress. I was awaiting your permission, Mistress."

"That sounds like the proper thing to do. Do try and telephone her now."

Mother raised the handset and dialed the number. They both waited in anticipation, then mothers face expressed sadness as she hung up.

"I'm sorry Mistress, but that number is presently not in use."

"I'm sorry to hear that too, but try calling directory assistance. Maybe she just moved to another house in town."

"Yes Mistress. I'll try. And I do hope your right. I very much would like to talk to Mistress Tonya again, besides telling her how excited I am about having a new Mistress." mother said smiling at Julie. Picking up the handset again, she dialed the area code and directory assistance number.

"Yes operator, do you have a Ms Tonya Westling listed anywhere in your directory. Yes, that's spelled W..E..S..T..L..I..N..G... Thank you operator..."

Mother slowly repeated the number softly to herself as she wrote the new number below the older one. Julie watched mother again displaying enthusiasm and joy. This made Julie happy to see mother so happy. And as mother hung up the telephone and looked at her daughter, Julie nodded with her head to call the new number. Within seconds, mother formed a huge smile and began talking as Julie listened.

"Hello Mistress Tonya. This is your former, yet still devoted, slave Ann."

"Thank you Mistress. It is a pleasure to hear your voice again also."

"Yes Mistress, I am very well Mistress, and have been even better over the past few days."

From then on, Julie watched and listened as mother explained about losing her husband in the war, and grimed as mother explained how her little daughter had now become a woman. And seeing mother give her a wink when she explained how she was now a slave to Julie.

"Yes Mistress, a slave in all aspects. And as a matter of fact, that is one of the reasons I suggested that we try to contact you, Mistress. To ask where we can purchase a good chastity belt for me, Mistress."

"Yes Mistress. She is wonderfully cruel to me, but not near as good as you were to keeping me tied and in pain as your were Mistress."

"Only yesterday Mistress, but I should never talk about my Mistress unless I have her permission. If you desire me to, I can ask my new Mistress if she would like to speak directly to you. She is right next to me, Mistress."

"Yes Mistress, I will."

Mother asked Julie if she would like to speak to Mistress Tonya, and somewhat nervously, took the phone from mothers hand. But within a short time, they discussed how they had discovered their mutual desires. And it very amazing to Julie how Mistress Tonya really did know everything about her mothers deepest desires. Becoming very comfortable, and discussing her mothers desires as well as her own, soon Julie admitted she was now wearing the Chastity Thong. It was then that Julie became perfectly still and smiled at her mother as she answered Mistress Tonya's questions without hesitation.

"Yes Mistress. Being a Mistress to my slave is some enjoyment, but I still desire to be on the receiving end of uncomfortable long term bondage and chastity just as much as mother does. At least I believe so?"

"Yes Mistress! I have dreamed of being kept in strict uncomfortable bondage for many days while enjoying unspeakable tortures at times during the day or night."

"No Mistress, I'm not like other girls who want to come all the time. I mean... I did often masturbate, but that is because my hands were free and often found themselves massaging my clit and cunt nightly because they are not tied. I think I am very much like mother and prefer to be teased and left frustrated for many days, or even weeks. And really, much longer to be left denied orgasm. And is, I haven't been able for two days because I've been wearing the Chastity Thong for almost two full days now."

"Yes Mistress! The one you had made to chastity torture my mother... I mean, your slave Ann with."

"Oh yes Mistress! Mother has told me how you have kept her in chastity for months... and how much you enjoyed her torment. And also how much she enjoyed it also!" Julie answered while winking at mother and receiving a pleasant smile in return. But it even got bigger hearing Julie's next response to a question by Mistress Tonya.

"Oh Mistress! The thought of being denied an orgasm for six months, or even a year, sounds absolutely fascinating. And of course I would understand that once I commit to such a commitment, there should be no mercy."

"A visit! Next weekend! And you'll bring a belt for mother!... Oh Mistress. That's just fine with me as I would love to meet you. But let me check with mother first, to see if she knows of anything else is scheduled for then."

As Julie watched her mothers expression, especially her glistening eyes and open mouth, she knew that mother would be more than happy to meet Mistress Tonya again.

Julie and Mistress Tonya concluded their conversation over the next few minutes, exchanging addresses and phone numbers. It was only about a three hour drive for Mistress Tonya to come to them, and would arrive Friday around 6 PM. The other part of the conversation that mother didn't hear at the end was when Mistress Tonya "requested" that neither of them be allowed an orgasm until then. For Julie, this was going to hard, but decided she would accept this as a command from another Mistress. As for Mother, her slave, Julie was going to bring mother to orgasm right after tying her to the table. But it seemed that idea had to be put aside.

"Mistress Tonya has a very soft, yet very commanding voice." Julie noted as she hung up the telephone.

"Yes she has!... Almost like the need to obey her as if she was standing dominant before, and without question, my Mistress. She was my Mistress then, as you are now, and endured pain, humiliation, and sex, or lack of it for as long as she desired, just to please her. And as I explained to you before, you are now my new Mistress, and will do all of these things for you now."

Julie smiled as she sat on the couch a few moments, looking down and rubbing the Chastity Thong as she did so. She was thinking of the last few comments Mistress Tonya had made, and how to keep her promise. She decided to confide in mother, hoping that perhaps she would have some ideas of how to comply.

"Well slave," Julie began,, "at the end Mistress Tonya asked that we both remain without orgasm until she arrives next Friday. For me, because of going to school, I will simply have to control my urges during the day and wear the Thong every night. But for you, keeping you tied up all the time I'm home is fine, but I can't keep you tied up during the day!" Julie shrugged her shoulders.

"Why not, Mistress? As I mentioned before, I am ready and willing to be tied and denied for as long as you wish. And when you are here, you can keep my wrists short chained to my waist so that I can't touch myself. You will be able to watch me doing all the cooking and cleaning. I have lived in periods of total bondage before Mistress. Or also, you could put the Chastity Thong on me during the day since you won't be wearing it, Mistress. The decision is yours, Mistress."

Mother knelt in perfect posture, hands clasped behind her back, as she spoke very sincerely to her loving daughter. Her words, unbroken and most sincere, confirmed now calm and experienced she was as a slave. Also, from the expression and tone of voice, she was asking for both.

"Those are very good ideas slave, so I think I'll do both with you. When I leave for school every day, you will unlock the Chastity Thong from me so I can lock it on you. That way you can run to the store, or even escape from the house in case of an emergency. But otherwise, you are to remain naked all the time, and not to touch your breasts."

"When I get home, you will lock the Thong on me before supper. Then after we eat, I'll tie you up nice and tight until the next morning. Do you see any flaws in that arrangement?"

"No Mistress, I don't see any flaws in that. I do wish I could be bound a bit more during the day, Mistress, but I understand your concern when this slave is alone. Your wish is my command, my Mistress." mother finished while bowing her head.

"Okay then slave. Now let's go to the kitchen so I can get you set for the night. I'm tired and could use a nap."

Mother followed Julie into the kitchen, then told to remove her crotch rope and dildo. After setting the heavily cunt juiced slimed rope and totally drenched dildo on the countertop, being careful not to orgasm slave during the removal, she was allowed to pee. After finishing drinking her fifth cup, she laid down on the table as before after putting on her cuffs. Julie pulled the ropes as tightly as she could, leaving her slave held rigidly in place except for her head. With knees spread as wide as her arms above her to the corners of the table, mother kept quiet as Julie first put her hands on her hips, then picked up a rope from the countertop.

Sitting on the table top above mothers head, she tightly braided her mothers hair in with the rope. When done, she went under the sink and took out the scrub bucket and filled it with water. Hanging the bucket off the end of the table by the hair rope, mother had to smile at Julie's ingenuity. How she couldn't raise her head off the table, much less find it easy to turn it.

"I did learn some things while doing self bondage!" Julie boasted while picking up the still wet dildo and stuffing it in her slaves mouth.

"Now don't push that out until I take it out tomorrow morning." she commanded as she picked up the leather belt. "I believe you earned ten lashes today for your insolence. And so you remember never to do that again, I'm going to make it ten on each tit, plus ten on your pussy for pestering me about leaving the park before I wanted to. But knowing that you might orgasm from the pain in your pussy and clit, I'll space those out until I go to bed." she smiled as mother grunted an agreeing "Hum, hum!"

Positioning herself to do the right breast first again, and spared no mercy as she applied each hard lash right on each nipple. Tears were flowing down from mothers eyes before Julie was even half done with that breast, then simply moved over and delivered another ten to the left breast. Not wiping the snot coming from mothers nose, or paying any attention to mothers somewhat muffled groaning, Julie almost was ready to deliver the first hard lash on the clit before deciding she would wait. That might make mother cum right now. She set the belt down and admired her work, and her mothers fortitude. She very much hoped that could hold up just as well to the same treatment she was dishing out. Grabbing a cold beer from the fridge, and a towel to dry her newly wetted crotch, she sat down on the living room couch.

Stuffing the towel between her legs, her body was overflowing with the desire to masturbate even more than before. Torturing her mother was turning her on like she had never imagined would happen. Popping the beer open, she took a good gulp directly from the can, then thought about how much she wished she was tied to that table. She wondered just what might happen when Mistress Tonya got here Friday. Could she ask to be tied and tortured the whole weekend while Mistress and mother visited. She thought and thought about how to ask this as she finished her beer, then laid down. This being a Mistress and chastity stuff was very fatiguing, and stimulating.

Waking up after about 30 minutes, she went to pee, then checked in on her slave. She was still, and not knowing if she was sleeping or not, decided it best to be sure she was awake to feel the clit lash. With the dildo still in her mouth, mother's eyes opened as Julie gently stroked mothers belly while working down to her clit. It wasn't protruding as much as a half hour ago. After swallowing, she decided to fondle her mothers clitoris. It wasn't a hard decision at this point in their new relationship. It was just different to imagine herself doing this to enhance the pain the clit would experience when the belt lashed it. Within a few minutes mother was groaning as Julie dipped her finger into mothers still excreting wet pussy and used it as lubricant to stroke, twist, and pull the tiny nub. Then stepping away, picked up the belt and laid a hard stroke such that the tip of the belt landed directly on it's target. Julie awed at how mother strained on every rope to try and move, but to no avail. And after almost a minute of allowing the first rush of pain and mother's howl to subside, lashed it a second time.

This time she waited a full two minutes before applying the third and final lash for right now. She adored the loud howling and new streams of tears flowing down mothers face. She hoped she had pleased mother while setting down the belt and returning to the living room to watch TV for an hour or so. But as a second thought, went back and applied some clothespins to mothers pussy lips before relaxing.

The necessity of drying herself with the towel came after each of the next three clit torture sessions. The second was another three lashes, then two sessions of two each time. Each time she changed the position of the clothespins from the thighs, to her sides, then finally the breasts, always increasing how many she used. At 10:30, after the clothespins had been on her breasts for an hour, Julie removed all the clothespins, turned out the lights and went to bed. Before leaving she kissed each of mothers nipples, receiving a pleasant moan in return. She also had drunk two more beers by then, and did not find it hard to fall asleep. The dreams she had that night were more pleasant than ever.

When the alarm went off, Julie got up right away and found mother resting tightly in place. The dildo was still in her mouth. As she finally removed it, she gave instructions to her slave as she undid the ropes.

"When you are able to get up again, I want you first to make me some coffee, then remove my Chastity Thong so I can put it on you. And as I shower, make breakfast for only me. You can eat after I leave. And as I see that you didn't pee on the table last night, so as a reward, you only have to drink two cups of your pee before you have any coffee. I want two eggs and toast. While I'm gone, you are not allowed to touch, clean yourself, or sit down. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress." mother replied feeling satisfaction that Julie had indeed taken on the role requested of her. And as her bindings were removed, she tried to ignore the pain of her veryly stiff joints as she struggled to sit up on the table. The legs ached, but the arms required a lot more effort to move. But after a minute or so, she finally got herself upright and scooted to the tables edge. Achingly, she got on her feet and set the coffee maker going as Julie sat and watched. The few cups didn't take long, then serving a cup to Mistress, she knelt down as Julie turned her back to her.

Dialing up the combination on the Thong lock took a bit longer with her numb hands, but as it opened, Julie reached for the larger pee container and started to empty her bladder as soon as the Thong was clear of her pussy. It came out to be only about two cups, since she had gone to the bathroom before bed. She simply handed the container to mother, saying it needed to be drunk by slave before she returned home. Then, before starting for the shower, placed the Thong on her slave. She made extra sure it was good and tight.

Returning to the kneeling position, mother eagerly drank Julie's urine first. She was really thirsty as she had not had anything since her own urine yesterday. Then, unsteadily at first, got to her feet and drank just two cups of her own piss. Mistress did not say she could release any more, so she didn't. She reset the coffee pot to brew a full pot, then stated making the eggs and toast with her cuffs still on. She really was starting to smell bad from not being able to wash for almost a day. Her womanly scent was very strong, as was the stench from her underarms. It reminded her of many times years ago when she was denied bathing, actually enjoying the memory. The smell of the eggs and brewing coffee also added to past days of food denial. After setting the table for Mistress, complete with a plate of eggs and toast, she knelt down on the floor near the table. The rope still attached to her hair braid slapped gently on her still sore back as she awaited her Mistress. Soon Julie walked back into the kitchen nude, but still drying herself off, and sat down to eat.

While eating, Julie paid little attention to her slave. When finished, she simply got up and went to dress for school. Not given any new instructions, slave waited on her knees in perfect posture even though she ached all over. It took twenty minutes before Julie returned all dressed and ready for school. Julie, understanding more about what true servitude was, looked down upon her kneeling mother.

"Okay slave. Did you dump my piss down the sink drain?"

Oh NOOO Mistress. Your slave has already drunk it as slave was told. Slave could never bring herself to abuse the sweet urine of her Mistress. Please Mistress. This slave is eager to enjoy the urine of her Mistress. It is truly a pleasure for slave to enjoy it."

"Okay slave. I believe you. And since you didn't pee on the table last night, you have full use of the house today, including the bathroom. But by the time I get home, everything better be spick and span." as Julie flung her backpack over her shoulder and started to leave. Then suddenly stopping, she slowly turned around and watch as her mother somewhat struggled to get to her feet. She thought back to how mother had told her how rough she liked it, and all the things Mistress Tonya had done to her. So, without too much consideration, added a few more commands.
"Well slave, I said everything to be spick and span, but not you. You are not allowed to wash yourself at all, or even wipe after using the toilet! And since you also have spend a lot of yesterday laying down, you are to remain standing on your feet all day. That means no sitting, laying down, or even sitting on the toilet for that matter. You'll have to squat! Understood?"

"Yes Mistress, and thank you Mistress for allowing me to eat and drink." mother replied as kind of a suggestion to her Mistress. Julie picked up on this, but decided it was going to be rough enough for her slave. She just nodded and left. Mother was kind of disappointed, but also understood that her new Mistress was indeed going to smile throughout the day at her slaves ordeal. And for tonight's torture, she just might need the nourishment. So after squatting over the toilet to finish peeing first, set about cleaning the kitchen after she ate, then the remainder of the house. Not being used to being on her feet for so long anymore, by early afternoon her legs began to hurt. But remaining true to her Mistress, she did not sit down, and just before 4 o'clock, prepared supper for just Mistress. Setting it to keep warm, she stood proudly next to the stove with her hands behind her neck. It was just about then, at the normal time Julie normally returns from school, that Mistress walked in.

Setting her backpack on the kitchen table, she first looked over her slave without saying a word. And after looking over the meal that awaited her, nodded her head before speaking.

"The meal looks and smells good, but you should already have the table set for me! As for you, you smell like a whorehouse with all that cunt juice running down your legs! Go stand in the far corner of the kitchen just as you are, and I'll serve myself. For tonight I was just going to suspend you until tomorrow morning on tiptoe a earned a punishment. I think you deserve about 15 lashes with the Cat while in full suspension for a lengthy time ." she said sternly while starring at slave.

"Oh Mistress. I think this slave is so stupid that slave deserves at least twice that many lashes and all night suspension to insure slave does not forget her duties." mother was quick to reply.

Julie detected the eagerness in her mother's voice, along with her slight smile. Julie held her smile back as best as she could as she thought of how much her own delight was going to be to apply thirty brutal lashes to a another woman's back. Trying to sound annoyed, Julie responded.

"There you go again! Speaking without being instructed to! Well slave, you just earned those additional lashes, plus two on each tit. Do you think those are fare my slave?"

"Yes Mistress." was all her mother replied as she moved to the far corner of the kitchen. She knew she would be really be hurting, both after the whipping and suspension, but eagerly anticipated it. It would be just like her younger years under Mistress Tonya. She waited eagerly as she watched her Mistress make her plate and slowly drinking the beer she had gotten to wash it down. When Julie finished, she stripped and had slave come over to remove the Chastity Thong. Without cleaning it, had slave put it on her. Julie had felt so completely empty all day at school, without the Thong. But of course, felt relieved of holding herself back from not touching herself or masturbating throughout the day. Perhaps even right in the classrooms.

"Now clean up this mess, put my clothes in the wash, and put the backpack in my bedroom. Did you leave the 2x4 between the doors in your bedroom for suspension?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Good, then when you finish your chores, put on the suspension cuffs, and your ankle cuffs, before reporting to me."

Picking up her half empty glass of beer, Julie picked up a small dish towel to put under her, and went to watch TV until her slave was ready for punishment. She had been creaming very badly all day and was glad she had put an extra period pad in her backpack. And when she went to pee after lunch, it was extremely stressful to wipe without bring her over the edge. It was then that she figured she should bring the towel with her when she went to whip her mother. She remember how badly she had started gushing during her mother's last whippings. As she watched TV, the sound and picture was there, but the only picture that appeared in her mind was her mother's stripped back, her trashing, moaning, and crying. A gag would definitely be needed for this. Finally slave turned with her cuffs on and stood at attention near Julia. Julie looked inquisitively at her.

"How come you are not kneeling slave?"

"Mistress has not released slave from staying on her feet, my Mistress."

Julie had to think. Her slave was correct, and truly obedient. But without commenting about it, Julie told her to follow her to under the 2x4. Bringing over the chair and the stool, slave waited to be told to get up on the chair before spreading her arms as wide as they could go. Moving the stool to fasten each wrist cuff to the 2x4, having slave turn with her back to the largeness of the room, set the stool aside. It was a small task to pull slaves legs wide apart after removing the chair. Almost in a hurried fashion, Julie was reaching for the Cat when she spotted the dildo gag. While fastening it on mother, Mistress deliberately whispered into her ear "During punishment, there should never be any mercy. Right?"

Seeing mother nodding, Julie picked up the Cat. Even the feel of it in one hand while she pulled the knotted ends loosely through the other hand, she felt another rush of juices from her pussy begin to escape the Thong. Thinking about wiping her dripping pussy juices, she decided it will just get worse, She took up a position to start the punishment. This time with the Cat, there were to be no light lashes first. She knew her mother wanted them hard, just as she would want done to herself, and drew her arm far behind her. Aiming to land across the shoulder blades, she delivered the first blow. Her mother arched in pain, Julie saw how quickly the hard lash raised red stripes across her back. After half a minute, she laid a second one very close to the first. She spaced each strike out with plenty of time for the pain to fully envelope her slave. And as she slowly made a trail of red marks down the back, and deciding after ten strokes it was time to make them a deeper red, increased the strength of her delivery.

The knots at the end of each lash were making dozens of bright red spots while hearing her mother's moans. So as Julie continued lashing the middle of her slaves back, then the small of her back, she kept up using with the same brutal force. It was then that Julie decided, that since it would be on mother's ass, she increased it even more. Besides the lower back turning into welts, her butt began displaying even brighter red stripes leading to very nasty looking dark red circles. And by the end of lash number thirty, mother had stopped her squirming, but not her increased moaning. Or was it muffled screaming? Anyways, it was getting louder, and Julia's thigh's were dripping on the floor from her own juices. And observing mother's fiercely dripping pussy, Julia wiped herself first, then got a towel to put under mother.

Besides her arm getting tired, Julia decided to get another beer as she was beginning to sweat almost as bad as her mother was. As she left the room, Julie was scuttle in how she addressed her already pain filled victim.

"Don't worry slave. I'm not done with you yet!"

Walking casually to the refrigerator, Julie got out another beer along with a clean glass. Sitting down in a kitchen chair, she couldn't believe how much she was enjoying whipping her own mother. Of course she knew that's what mother wanted, but? Then again, she wished so much that she was the one hanging by her wrists while whipped and left strung up for the entire night. All the things she and her mother had discussed over the past few days ran through her head. Then formulating it into one conclusion, she came to even more of a conclusion than she had before. Both her mother and herself not only relished absolute control as a submissive and slave, but also adorned pain to stimulate their sexual drive. And to top it off, they both wished to be denied orgasm for lengthy periods. Now satisfied she had brought all the pieces together, she took a big gulp of beer and went back to continue to wipe her mother.

Entering the bedroom, mother lay still in her suspension bonds as Julia quietly set down her glass, picked up the Cat, and laid more heavy strikes across the shoulder blades. This time the same fiendish marks that already marked her appeared where the last fingers of the Cat had landed. Taken by surprise, and the force, mother screamed through her gag. And now truly without mercy, Julie continued whipping her harshly from her shoulder blades all the way down to the small of her back. Then figuring she had delivered about sixty or so lashes by then, sat down on her mothers bed to take another short rest as mother also settled down from her squirming. After a few minutes, Julia got up and went between the few feet that was open between her mothers hanging body and the wall.

"Well slave, I'm done with your back, but I had promised two lashes to each of those beautiful breasts of yours. But with this little room to swing the whip properly, and since I did give you more on your back than what I said you would get, I'm going to wait to turn you around later before whipping those two tender mounds of yours."

Mother made no expression or movement from her Mistress's words. She was in too much agony to do so, although she was ready for her breasts to hurt as bad as her back felt right now. With her eye's half open , she saw Mistress move under her right outstretched arm and leave the room. She couldn't remember when during the whipping that she had let go of her fingers holding on to the strap built into the suspension cuffs, but now she was truly hanging by her wrists. Although the pain in her arms and shoulders was growing worse, it was nothing compared to what her back was shouting out to her. So, in enjoyment of her agony, she let herself hang still as the pleasures of pain and sexual stimulation enveloped her.

Julie had turned on the TV, and after watching for awhile, put in one of the movies mother had purchased. She had seen it before, but watched it again anyways. She thought about getting another beer, but it was a school night. She went to her room and finished the little bit of homework needed done. Before she did, she quietly peeked in on mother. Hanging motionless, she did not disturb her rest. Her back looked awful, feeling both pride and sorrow in the pain mother must be in by now. Then, again she wished she was there in her place. So going to her own bedroom, Julia spent less than two hours to complete what was needed, then returned to mothers room. Slapping mother across the face to awaken her, Mistress ordered her to stand on the chair once her feet were released.

Slave obeyed as ordered, and even kept her arms raised as the wrist cuffs were untied and told to turn around. The only thing was that as Mistress reattached the wrist cuffs did mother realize that there was much more slack this time. And when told to step off the chair, she was just able to put her feet flat on the rug. But after removing the chair, Mistress pulled her legs so far apart that she could only support part of her weight by standing on tiptoe. Then looking at her Mistress, she became both excited and afraid as she saw Mistress pick up the Cat-of-nine Tails and approach her.

"After I deliver these next four lashes, I think slave will remember to set the table for ME. And I really don't know how well you're going to sleep tonight, or tomorrow night for that matter, after I lash those tender globes of yours. And to make this point, I've decided to double the strokes. I'm going to give you four hard lashes to each boob."

Mother's eyes opened wide as her daughter raised her arm far behind her and laid a brutal swath across slaves left breast. Landing very close to, but not directly on the nipple, slave arched and shuttered in pain. Almost immediately the lash landed squarely on the right breast. As Mistress excelled in enjoyment, within a few seconds another lash stung both the right and left breasts again. Mother by now was almost begging for mercy. But up to her Mistress, she accepted the following lashes to each breast with understanding yet pleading eyes. The last four had landed directly on each nipple, leaving mother in an awful whimpering state. And feeling another gush of pre-cum flow from her cunt beneath her Chastity Thong, Julie turned out the light and left the room.

As mother withered in agony, Julia turned off all the lights and soon went to bed. Even with her aching pussy needing to be satisfied, it was useless to even try. She took a shower and slipped into bed after setting her alarm. The towel she had spread out on her bed hopefully would catch most of her juices, but she would have her slave wash all her linen tomorrow. It took awhile before she went to sleep, but eventually Julia drifted off into both occasional recounts of her own self bondage, and further torturing of her new slave. Her only desire was to be the one tortured.

At 2 o'clock, the buzzing alarm awoke Julia back into the real world. Only half awake, she worked her way to mother's bedroom and shoved the plastic pee container up between her slaves legs. Within seconds dark yellow urine was flowing from slave. Half filling it before she had finished, Julie set it on the dresser and released the ropes from slaves ankle cuffs. Now able to stand on her feet, slave wanted to thank Mistress, but still gagged, Julie quickly went back into bed.

In the morning Julie got up and prepared herself for school as her mother remained in constant torment. It was only before she was ready for school, but bare below the waist, she finally released her mother. Taking her to the kitchen, she had the Chastity Thong placed upon her slave and put on her pads, panties, and tight jeans. And after instructing her slave to not sit or lay down until after 12:00 o'clock, she left her chastised slave to endure the constant torment of both stimulation and aching legs for what would seen like endless hours.

Mistress Julie repeated this same procedure for Monday night, except that night tied mother on top of the coffee table after serving Mistress supper. Before doing this, Mistress placed a very tight double crotch rope on her, then sprinkled some rice on the table top. Having slave lay down on her already tortured back, she tightly tied each of her mothers legs to one end of the tables legs from floor to table top. To complete her slaves bondage night, Julie had her put her arms together under the table and tied then together using rope through the D-rings of the leather cuffs. This did leave slave some slake to move her body, so Julie pulled them uncomfortably tight towards the table legs near mothers head. Mother didn't say anything, even though she wasn't gagged. But she did know it was going to be a long torturous evening as the rice dug into her tenderized skin, and arms bent behind and up, tied awkwardly and uncomfortably under her. Her Mistress was getting creative, and loved it.

Julie had been thinking all day of how she was going to torture her slave tonight, both from what mother had told her, and her own imagination. But she also realized how she liked to not only administer wanted pain to mother, but also to watch her suffering. As Julie looked down upon her suffering mother, she felt a sense of accomplishment in her work. To complete her preparations, Julie picked up a riding crop from the bedroom, then placed a double towel down on the couch to sit on. Watching this woman suffer both pain and sexual frustration right in front of her was going to leave her also suffering immense sexual frustration. She was going to be leaking very badly until she went to bed.

Julie truly enjoyed the evening, both the TV, and more so, her mothers endurance. Mother did not say anything, even when Mistress quickly began smacking her five times during each commercial break. And once every hour on the hour, Julie would add a hard smack right on her mothers clit. This was easy to do since Julie had carefully positioned the clitoris between and sticking out from between the double crotch ropes. And when it was finally close to 11 o'clock, Julie shut off the TV, gave mother some fresh pee, and stuffed a towel between slaves legs. While turning out the lights before going to bed, slave finally spoke.

"Thank you Mistress. It is a pleasure to serve and suffer for you, my Mistress."

Julie returned to give mother a very gentle and short kiss on her mothers lips. But today, it wasn't simply a mother/daughter smack as they exchanged ever so often. Julie once again felt those same waves of passion she had experienced in the shower with mother after her first whipping. But these were a hundred times more intense. Upon raising her head and seeing mothers broad smile, she gave in to her desires. Smiling back, Julie lowered her head down to mothers crotch, pulled the towel away, and kissed her mothers clitoris. Smelling the delightful odor of mothers sexually juice soaked crotch, gave in to her passions and licked it several times. This was the first time she had ever done such things to another woman, much less her own mother, but relished in the waves of pleasure and fulfillment that instantly consumed her from head to toe. Taking a few seconds to settle down from this most stimulating experience, she replaced the towel in mothers crotch. Returning to mothers lips, Julie gave her bound mother a tight hug while giving her a passionate and lengthy kiss. Mother returned it with just as much intensity and desire.

"I love you mother." Julie whispered after finally breaking their embrace.

"Just as much as slave loves her Mistress!"

"Are you sure you you'll be alright for the night."

"That's a silly question, my Mistress. And goodnight Mistress."

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Not knowing how to answer that, Julie took a short shower and went to bed. Now accepting her decision to admit to herself she was truly enjoying all the new wonders of womanhood with her most diversified mother, sleep came much more quickly. This also brought on a new sequence of dreams. And although Wednesday morning she and her mother went through the same routine as during the past two days, Julie did not tell mother about them. So off to school she went while trying to sort out what those dreams meant. Only about noon did she know what she was going do when she got home that afternoon. She needed to be just as much a slave as mother was now, and even more so if possible. Tied, sexually tormented, and tortured for endless hours. She boldly greeted her waiting slave.

"Slave. You have served and obeyed me well over the past several days, I know this is your desire, but your Mistress has desires also. So, what I wish is to change places until tomorrow morning. You will be my Mistress, and I shall be the slave who needs punishment. I say this, just as you said to me, that I need this also to feel complete. So, until tomorrow morning, can you be My Mistress? To torture me, well, as best you can, and as long as you can, until then!"

Then reaching to gently help her mother to raise from her knee's, Julie knelt down in front of her. Clasping her hands behind her back, Julie then pleaded with her vocal tone and pleading eyes.

"Please mother. I need this very badly also."

Mother realized more than ever her daughter's desire, and after running her hand over Julie's hair, pulled up a chair and rested her sore legs as she pulled up a chair to sit in front of her submissive daughter.
"I will do as you ask, and I'm sure you have thought about what you would like to endure? And how about marks that may expose your desires to the public? You know we have to be careful until you graduate."

"Yes Mistress. I have given a lot of thought to this today. And really, I am still so new at this, that I can't think of anything I would like to experience that wouldn't leave marks... except suspension. I think that if I was suspended until tomorrow morning like you first discovered me, I could wear long sleeved blouses through Friday to hide my wrist marks. Those should disappear by gym on Tuesday. Don't you think so, Mistress?"

Mother took her daughter's head within her hands while shaking her head.

"Julie... for tonight I shall just be 'Mother' to you, and you will simply be Julie. This will just be a break from you being my Mistress, and me a slave. Calling me Mistress seems out of place for me, and I rather not hear me called that. Okay?"

"Yes mother. I understand. But what about a long termed suspension? And are there any other tortures you know of that will not leave marks on me? At least I hope you do?" Julie smiled.

"Well, hanging from your wrists until tomorrow, you will not be able to sleep and hurt your attention at school. But, if your remember right, when I found you hanging by your wrists, you asked to endure it for six to eight hours! So, I think you will be able to hang for about that amount of time and see how you do. Then around 10 o'clock, I'll let you down so you can stand on your feet for the rest of the night. How about that?

Julie cocked her head slightly, and smiled.

"Yes mother. You're right! But even that sounds great." as she felt another rush of pre-cum exit her. "But what about other things do you know to add some other delightful agony's to my bondage?"

With a devilish smile, mother's eye's drifted as she began to answer.

"Oh my child. I'll do know, and endured, some other tortures like..."

"Oh, please stop!" Julie interrupted her. "I'm ready for some more surprises, so just do as you wish. I'll be your captive, and you my torturer. Is that alright with you."

"Is that what you want...? To be tortured as a captive or prisoner?"

Julie looked pleadingly to mother. "Yes mother... I want... I need this so badly... No 'Safe' words... Just do it and let me suffer in exquisite pain... Mother... I need this very badly!"

"It's a deal! ..." mother responded while thinking how much her back still hurt from Julie's last whipping, "Now go strip and prepare yourself for a night of abuse. Be in my bedroom when you are ready."

Still on her knees, Julie made the few knee steps to come hug her mother, then went to her bedroom as mom gave her a hard slap on her ass. She then got up and went to prepare for her daughter's torment by the 2x4 still laying across the top of two open doors. She got out her suspension cuffs, rope, then went to get her sewing pin cushion. She got the container for peeing, several hard covered books. And as Julie entered her bedroom, mother turned to see her naked daughter. But in her mind, she immediately noticed Julie's hands were empty.

"Where's your pussy soaked panties from today, along with the pad you wore all day?"

Julie stopped in her tracks, and before turning around quickly to retrieve them from her own bedroom apologized for not thinking ahead. Within a few seconds, Julie returned with the almost pussy cream soaked articles. Handing them to mother, who set them down, she took Julie's hands and began to slide a suspension cuff over her left hand. Julie reacted immediately.

"Please mother. I wish to hang simply by my wrists as you first found me. I didn't know about suspension cuffs then, and was ready to hang by just my wrists then, just as I am now. Can we use just regular leather wrist cuffs? Please?"

"Well, Okay! But it will hurt a lot more as time increases. You understand that, don't you?"

"Yes, I do. And I am prepared for it. Just as I am for any other tortures you do to me."

Mother frowned as she withdrew the suspension cuffs and started to strap the wrist cuffs on Julie.

"You understand that once I gag you, there will be no turning back from the pain I inflict upon you."

Julie sort of lowered her head, just for a moment, then responded with standing perfectly erect and spoke in a 'matter of flat' voice.

"I think that you most likely were the same way at my age, and for many years after. Is that right mom?"

All mother could do was continue to place the wrist cuffs from her onto her daughter as they exchanged smiles. When done, she had Julie stand on two hard covered books, and raise her arm's in a wide angle to be attached to the 2x4 while standing on tiptoe. Stepping back, mother again could not help but stand for a minute as she admired how beautiful her daughter looked in her present state. She had removed the books, so Julie hung in beautiful profile by her wrists. Her toes barely scraped the carpet. Totally nude, her lean figure stretched so her arms were straight lines, a flat belly, and her petite breasts topped with delightfully looking nubs screaming to feel both pleasure and pain. Mother cupped the Chastity Thong that she still was wearing. Grabbing a stray towel, she had to wipe the stray juices leaking out the edges and dry her tights. As she set it down to pick up Julie's pussy soaked gag, she heard her speak.

"Mother, can I ask you a question about Mistress Tonya?"

Mother turned with a questioning look, then walked back to stand in front of her now suspended daughter.

"Yes, Of course you can."

"Well," Julie spoke politely as she delighted in being in her present situation.

"From what you have told me of her, and talking on the phone, what do you think will happen when she arrives here Friday night? Do you think she might take us both in as full time slaves?"

"I've been thinking about that too, and frankly, I'm not sure. She may ask... or... I really don't know. What do you think?"

Getting used to the small initial pain in her wrists and shoulders, Julie thought this was a good time to let her thoughts known.

"I've been thinking a lot about it too. And you know my desires. Do you think it would be appropriate for me to offer myself as a slave also? To allow myself to serve and be tied up as the same time you are serving her, being Mistress to both of us?"

"Hee, hee." mother softly murmured. "I've thought of that also, but I wouldn't place any hopes on that my dear. We don't know her situation right now, which is especially true about what slaves Mistress Tonya may have now. Or even if she would still desire me anymore because of my age. And I've even have thought about how I would feel if she didn't desire me anymore, but wanted you to be a total slave to her... I mean, we just don't know! We'll have to wait."

"Yes mother. I understand. So I think you should punish me now for having asked such dumb questions. Don't you?" Julie suggested in a suggestive fashion.

Mother didn't need any further prodding. She picked up her daughters panties, inserting them into Julies mouth to taste her own juices, then the soaked pad she had worn all day followed. A scarf secured them in place. Rope pulled Julie's legs far apart before tying them off. Then picking up the pin cushion from the dresser top, she selected only the straight pins with a plastic round head as she first displayed them in front of Julie's eye's before pushing them through the nipples. Julie watched, in frozen stature, as the straight pin was first pushed horizontally through the base of each nipple, and then one horizontally. The pain was, and wasn't, too extreme as Julie sucked in her breath as each passed through her sensitive skin. Swinging her head from side to side, she did not even moan as each needle penetrated her sensitive nipples, Entirely new to this torture, she quickly decided that she was ready for more. This is when she found out about mother's other plans.

Watching through semi-tear filled eyes, she watched as mother sat the chair of front of her and sat down. Julie's cunt was dripping wet, but instead of using a towel, mother carefully and slowly licked the delightful nectar from her daughters body. Julie strained at her bonds as wave's of pleasure filled her brain with earnings to be brought to orgasm. But mother was too skilled, and after the forth and final touch of her tongue, allowed Julie to simmer down a minute before proceeding.

Then taking one needle at a time, first pushed one though her left pussy lip. Not done yet, passed the protruding end through the right pussy lip. From her prime viewing sight, mother did not hesitate to do the same to her pussy lips just below the first pin after seeing Julies cunt juices literally flow from between the now more confined pussy lips. Amazingly, Julie hardly moved as the needles were inserted. For a moment, mother even wondered if her daughter could withstand more pain than even herself. She smiled to herself at that thought.

It was then that mother decided to perhaps be a little more diabolical than she originally planned. Selecting one more pin, and with Julies clitoris already protruding beyond it's protective cover, she placed the sharp point in the side of her clit while watching her daughters face. Applying more and more force, she eventually plunged the pin all the way through Julie's clit. She could see her daughter was in pain, but not so much as to exhibit any type of rejection to what she was enduring. After carefully looking her over, and taking pleasure in her work to torment her requesting daughter, mother again stood up and admired her now truly suffering body. Again her hands grasped the Thong she wore as she admired her daughters utterly beautiful formed body.. Oh God, how she wished she could bring herself to orgasm. But she was denied that, and succumb to her present ordeal of denial through chastity. She was a good slave. Letting her daughter to enjoy her suffering, she retired to the living room to watch TV while enjoying several cold beers.

Checking in on Julie every hour or so, and being ever so quiet, Julie was simply hanging by her wrists without displaying any signs of wanting to get free. And so, after allowing her to hang for six hours, at half past 10, mother clicked on the light as she entered her bedroom. Standing in front of Julie, mother could see clearly the stress on her daughter's face that she was enduring.

"Julie, are you alright? Do you need to be untied?"

Julies eye's registered instant panic as she vigorously shook her head 'No'. Mother smiled, and not being able to hold herself back anymore, used the index finger on each hand to gently stroke each of Julie's nipples with her fingernails. Julie was startled for less than a second before rolling her eye's and slowly turning her head as waves of pleasure flowed to her brain from her breasts. Mother kept this up for about 15 seconds, letting her daughter feel for the first time how it felt to be sexually teased on her breasts. So as Julie's eye's began to beg for more, mother first checked Julie's hands for blood circulation, then changed the subject.

"Do you need to pee?"

Slowly Julie nodded 'Yes' as she continued to feel the ache from her pierced and now very sensitive nipples, pussy, and clit. Mother picked up the container and pressed it gently into Julie's crotch. This was an easy task with her legs spread so wide. The opening of the container was wide enough that it didn't touch any of the tormenting stick pins adoring her bottom. Releasing her urine into a container came easier than last weekend as peeing into coffee cups for her slave to drink. After giving out a little more than a pint, Julie saw her mother step back and empty her own urine into the container. Setting it down on the dresser, mother now wanted to continue her daughters test training.

"I know by now that you've sucked most of your pussy juices out of your gag, so I'm going to remove it. Then, if you want something to drink, you can have either water or warm, fresh piss. It's up to you, but if you want to be a captive or slave at times, or all the time, you might as well get used to piss!"

Julie had already made up her mind in the short time it took mom to remove the now saliva soaked period pad and panties.

"I'll take the piss, so as not to irritate my captor." Then, despite the pain emanating from her wrists and running all the way down into her back, joking added "And a beer chaser."

Both giggling as she tipped the container against Julie's lips, Julie didn't hesitate to swallow a fair amount before raising her head signaling to stop.

"It really isn't that bad at all, is it! Just like drinking warm, salty water. Just like you said!,,,,,, But mother, I would like to ask you something, and see if you think it would be okay."

"Certainly." came the reply.

"Well, I've been thinking. I really haven't missed very much school this year from being sick. And I can tell you I do already have pretty good grades. So if you were to call in and say I was sick tomorrow, then you could leave me like this until, say, tomorrow afternoon."

Julie had made her awesome request. Mother, then placing her hands on Julie's cheek's, took on a serious expression.

"And besides, enduring this for so long, I would like to prove to myself, and you, that my desires are true, and not just fantasy. And then, if Mistress Tonya should decide to have me to serve her by enduring bondage, I'll be ready and willing."

"You may be taking on more than you can handle, if you know what I mean." mother stated flatly while shifting her head. "Mistress Tonya enjoys torturing women using more than just bondage, if you remember some of the things I told you."

"Yes, I know mother. Like the whippings, shoes, torture bra's, and chastity. But if you don't gag me again, I'll be able to let you know if I need to be let down at any time. Besides, I wouldn't want to disappoint myself either!!"

"Yes dear, I understand." mother agreed as she softly kissed her daughters neck. "So I'll let you hang, suffer, and enjoy. Perhaps even longer than you asked, if you really wish to check your limits and consider me your captor. I won't gag you, but I'll remove the stick pins to see if you can last at least through the night."

"Oh no. No mother. Please. I'm enjoying their torment too! And actually, would like you to add even more."

Mother stood shaking her head, hands on her own naked hips.

"Like mother; like daughter... Alright! I'll increase your pain level, then let's see if you make it until morning. I'll add more pins... Let me see?"

Picking up the pin cushion, she saw that there were about 18 standard stick pins left along with several smaller and medium sized sewing needles. She looked over her beautiful daughter's completely exposed body. With a wicked smile, she would grant her daughter her latestvwish. She thought about having Julie stick out her tongue and put some pins through it, but she wouldn't be able to ask to be let down. And if Julie didn't have a shaved pussy, she could have put three or four pins in her love mound. Her bush would hide the small pin pricks... But, given a few days, even on bare skin the marks would be healed and gone. Mother made her decision.

Pulling up the chair to sit down, she pierced Julies love mound with two horizontal needles just above her slit. Then to balance the pattern even more, added two more needles just to the right and left of those. With the pain Julie was already in, these new additions did not add a lot to her suffering, but did cause additional moans and groans as each was added. After pulling the chair back, mother felt another rush of sexual juices flow from her cunt as she envisioned Julie with dozens of trinkets permanently attached to such a lovely and young body.

Then, looking down at her own body, she remembered the few she once had while a slave to Mistress Tonya. Oh... How she enjoyed them. Not only how she loved having them, but how Mistress Tonya always enjoyed viewing them.

"I think that's enough for now, my tortured captive. So I'm going to have my first whisky since Sunday, then I'm going to bed. Wake me only if you need to be let down, but that would be disappointing to me also!" she smiled as she left for the kitchen. And within an hour, Julie was cast into darkness as mother rolled into bed. But that wasn't before mother had given Julie a soft lick of her tongue to each tortured nipple saying "Enjoy your suffering tonight..."

To be continued...

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Feb 5, 2018 in bdsm

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