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“Mom, please”, Emily cried out, a desperate look upon her face. “It's not how it looked like.”
Carolyn Munroe interrupted her work for a few seconds and darted a look at her daughter that spoke of anger and disgust. The middle-aged woman was slender almost to the point of appearing emaciated and her thin face was perpetually streaked by deep wrinkles that gave her the stern look of someone who never smiled.
“Don't take me for an idiot, Emily”, she spat at the girl and a steep fold sprung up between her eyebrows. “It was pretty clear to me what was going on here.”
“No mom, you're mistaken”, Emily objected in a pleading voice. “It wasn't like this. I swear.”
“You swear?”, Carolyn echoed and her voice rose by an octave. “You swear? You possess the audacity to flat-out lie straight to my face? Emilia Joanne Munroe, I'm very, VERY disappointed in you.”
“But mom, I...”, Emily commenced.
“Silence!”, her mother ordered and she muffled her daughter's protests with the palm of her hand. “You expect me to believe this? Tell me, how is not how it looked like, if I catch my daughter performing oral sex on another woman? Did you by chance trip and your friend Krista here just happened to lie around on the couch with her pants between her knees? What an unfortunate coincidence that I just walked in the moment this happened. I'm pretty sure you'd have gotten up and out of this uncomfortable situation in just a moments time. Hadn't you been tied up, my dear, right?”
Carolyn removed her hand from Emily's lips. The girl seemed to struggle with an answer for a second.
“See”, she exclaimed afterwards. “Krista had me tied up. She forced me to do it. I didn't want to.”
“Yeah, right”, Carolyn snorted. “From what I gathered, you seemed to be pretty happy, being bound hand and foot. So I guess that makes you a pervert and a lesbian.”
“But mom...”, Emily uttered and tears rolled down her cheeks.
“I told you to shut your mouth, Emily”, Carolyn hissed and she threw her daughter another daunting glance while tightening the knot she had been tying. “But it seems you're not inclined to listen to your mother. So I guess I'll have to enforce discipline.”
Carolyn's spidery fingers snatched a white sock from Krista's left foot. She crumpled it up, grabbed Emily by the jaw with her free hand and shoved the sock mercilessly between her daughter's teeth. Emily moaned desperately, but tied up as she was, she couldn't resist her mother's harsh treatment. Carolyn grabbed a roll of duct tape, tore off a stripe and pressed it on Emily's lips. A second piece of tape followed and afterwards Carolyn put away the roll, got up from her knees, brushed away a strand of hair that had detached from her tight up-do and reviewed her work.
Emily and her friend Krista – her lesbian lover Krista, as Carolyn had discovered a mere ten minutes ago – were huddled up on the sofa, both tied up and gagged with an assortment of different materials that Carolyn had quickly rounded up. Emily, a cute brunette girl of about eighteen years, sat there in a white undershirt and panties and with fuzzy pink slippers on her bare feet, her hands tied behind her back and her feet bound together at the knees and ankles. She whimpered softly, although her bonds weren't that tight. In direct contrast to Krista's.
Carolyn had never liked Krista and had always been quite suspicious about her. For one, judging by her looks, she was almost twice Emily's age. Her black hair was cut rather short, her face, her ears and God knows what else was littered with piercings and her shoulders were covered in tattoos. And not only her shoulders, as Carolyn perceived now that Krista lay before her, unconscious and with her jeans and panties pulled down.
Carolyn hadn't been gentle with Krista. First of all, Emily's mother had clobbered her into oblivion with a rolling pin when she had untimely returned home and discovered the two girl's perverted mating game amidst her living room. Then she had folded up Krista, tightly tied her into a hogtie and gagged her with a woolen scarf. The sight of that lesbian bitch trussed up this way educed a smirk from Carolyn. A faint, bitter smirk, but a smirk nonetheless.
Krista grunted, squirmed weakly and her eyelids started to flutter which caused Emily to turn towards her lover and to groan a few sounds into her gag. Obviously, Krista was awaking from her slumber. Carolyn took a step forward, pushed her daughter away from that slut and when Krista finally opened her glazed eyes, the older woman had immediately grabbed her by the throat.
“Good morning, princess”, Carolyn pressed through clenched teeth. “I hope you slept well.”
Krista squinted a few times and looked around with irritation. Carolyn reinforced her grip around the woman's throat and Krista gave off a gagging noise, before fixing her captor with a clearer look in her eyes.
“I knew you were trouble the first time I saw you”, Carolyn hissed. “But I didn't know you were so... so ruthless. That you would try and seduce an innocent girl like my Emily, turn her into a... a fucking carpet muncher.”
Krista's nostrils inflated as she was struggling for breath, but Carolyn didn't let up.
“I had you figured out, right from the beginning”, Emily's mother growled. “I had a hunch about what kind of slut you were. And guess what, I was right. But I won't accept this. I won't stand by and see you turning my little girl into a butch. You hear me?”
Krista's eyes rolled back and her eyelids fluttered again. Carolyn had her by the throat for another moment, an icy stare in her eyes. Then she released Krista. Her captive sank down, panting heavily, while Carolyn turned around and went a few steps away. She listened to Krista's hasty breathing and Emily's terrified moans, while rubbing her strained hand. Once again, she allowed herself a bitter smile.
A smile that froze in place the moment she heard husky snickering from behind her shoulder.
“Nice one, Carolyn”, the deep voice remarked. “You have quite a strong grasp. I like that. Why not choke me a bit more? Gets me wet every time.”
Slowly Carolyn turned around again. Krista lay there, still hogtied, but she had somehow managed to get rid of her gag. The scarf was hanging loosely around her neck. She observed Carolyn with a darkly humorous expression in her eyes.
“What did you just say?”, Carolyn whispered, her voice trembling with anger and her face pale.
“I said I'm a sucker for being choked and you're quite good at it”, Krista answered. “Had any prior experience or are you just a natural?”
Carolyn clenched and unclenched her fist a few times, then she took a step forward and slapped Krista's face. Before the smack faded, Krista had already burst into laughter.
“Now we're getting somewhere”, she exclaimed, pushing forward her chin. “How about another one?”
Carolyn slapped her again and Krista laughed even harder.
“Carolyn, Carolyn”, she purred. “Are you trying to turn me on? Because you sure as hell do.”
“Shut your filthy mouth, fucking dyke”, Carolyn crunched.
“Why don't you shut it for me?”, Krista suggested. “I see a lot of interesting things you could put inside. I mean, your tits aren't that big, but they should suffice.”
Carolyn's angered expression turned into shock and when her glance met her tied up daughter, she noticed, that Emily was more than a bit irritated about her lover's behaviour. Krista laughed again.
"Not your style, babe?", she said. "Damn shame. I'd like to have a mouthful of those. How about taking a seat on my face? Is that more to your liking? Forcing me to eat your pussy?" Krista chuckled. "I'd like that."
Carolyn stared at her, her mouth hanging open and her face reddening. She tried to say something, but was at loss for words. Krista squirmed a bit, turned her half naked body towards her captor threw Carolyn a sultry glance.
"How about throwing me down to the floor?", she suggested. "You can take my place on the couch, sit there next to your tied up daughter, trample me, molest me with your feet and make me suck your toes like the slut that I am." Krista shrugged. "Not that I'm into this kind of thing, but I don't think I'm in a position to demand anything, am I? So go for it, Carolyne. Do it. Use me."
Carolyn trembled. She clenched and unclenched her fists and grinded her teeth. She had sweat on her brow, her ears were burning and she could feel the blood that rushed through her face. But at the same time, she was absolutely paralyzed. After walking in on Emily and Krista, she had though, she was prepared for anything. But the depravity of this girl was simply too much for her. She simply didn't know how to react to all of this. She had believed herself to be completely on top. But now that bitch simply pulled the rug from under her feet. Despite the fact, that she was completely trussed up.
Krista pursed her lips.
"Or is there anything else you want?", she purred. "Maybe you're the type who likes to watch. Watch me struggle? Watch me squirm? Watch me cum?" Krista rolled back onto her belly, threw her head back and bit her lower lip. "Oh yeah. Oh yeah, babe. Mmmm..."
She started panting heavily, inhaled and exhaled with visible force. She moaned and groaned, screamed and in between all of this, she threw glances at Carolyn and chuckled viciously.
Finally, Carolyn snapped. She pushed the breath that she had held for quite some time from her lungs, took a step towards Krista and snatched the sock from her second foot. Krista froze in place as Carolyn crumpled up the sock and grabbe her by the chin. The girl laughed.
"So you found something for my big mouth?", she asked. "Fair enough. I'd prefer some panties, but I guess..."
Krista's following words were muffled when Carolyn forced the sock into her mouth. Then the older woman pulled up the loose scarf that hung around Krista's neck and knotted it around her lower face, keeping the gag in place. Krista chuckled all the time.
"Shut up!", Carolyn demanded when she was finished and she slapped Krista again.
Krista didn't seem to be enclined to oblige, as she was happily snickering and talking through her gag and enduring Carolyn's physical assault with genuine delight. The older woman slapped her again and again. Krista's cheek reddened, but she didn't seem the least affected by it. At least not in a negative way.
Carolyne gave up. She darted another glance at her bound and gagged daughter, who was at least as confused and frustrated as she herself. Then she threw her hands up and stormed from the living room, leaving her captives there.
The next quarter-hour was an excercise in persistance for Carolyne. She had relocated to the kitchen, where she sat on a chair and stared out of the window while gnawing on her lower lip and wringing her hands. She felt defeated. She felt defiled. She felt the dire need to go back to the living room and teach that bitch who was in charge here. But she was afraid that she would come out on the short end again.
How did Krista throw her for a loop like that? Clearly the girl's depravity knew no limits. Had Carolyne been too shocked about the perversions that had spurted from Krista's mouth? And if that had been the case, why had she felt so...
No! That just couldn't be. Carolyne's imagination made a fool of herself. Most certainly it had just been a momentary fit of dumbness that had befallen Carolyne. But Krista had ridiculed her. Right in front of her daughter, whom she had seduced beforehand. That had been going to far. Carolyne clenched her fists, rose from her chair and with a look of grim determination in her eyes, she returned to the living room, to confront her nemesis. With a gesture worthy of hollywood movies, she threw open the door and stormed into the room, a tirade of harsh words on her lips.
On which she choked a moment later, when she realised the situation in the living room. Emily sat there, now in front of the sofa as opposed to on top of it. She was still bound and gagged and she was gronaing into her gag furiously, as Carolyne entered. But Krista was nowhere to be seen. The ropes, scarves and cloths with which she had been bound and gagged still lay there. As did her jeans, her top, her panties and her bra. But before Carolyne could deduct, where the girl had gone, strong hands grabbed her from behind.
"You sure as hell took your time, darling", Krista's husky voice whispered into Carolyne's ear while an arm encircled her torso and pressed her arms against it, while another hand covered her mouth and muffled her surprised cry. "I've been standing behind this door, waiting for you for nearly ten minutes now."
Carolyne fought against Krista, but the girl's grasp was hard as steel. She effortlessly lifted Carolyne up and carried her over to the sofa, still gagging the older woman with one hand. When she arrived there, she let Carolyne down and immediately pushed her into a kneeling position. The hand vanished from Carolyne's lips, as she found her belly resting on the seating surface of the sofa right next to her bondaged daughter. But at the same time, Carolyne's arms were pulled behind her back and crossed at the wrists.
"You fucking slut", the older woman screeched while furiously trying to not be muffled by the pillows and cushion. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Returning a favor", Krista replied and Carolyn could feel that her wrists were being encircled with a cloth. "You know, as much as I like being tied up, I've always seen myself as more of a dominant person."
"You're a lunatic", Carolyne scolded. "You're fucking..."
A crumpled up thing that Carolyne at the last second identified as Krista's panties was pushed between the older woman's teeth and the rest of her rant vanished in an incomprehensible succession of consonants. A mere heartbeat later, a scarf was wrapped around Carolyne's mouth to keep her gag in place. Krista knotted the scarf a bit tighter than necessary. Afterwards, she grabbed another cloth and quickly tied Carolyne's feet, before taking a step back, folding her arms and waiting for her captive to regain her composure. Carolyne squirmed and writhed until she had her back against the sofa. Krista immediately placed one of her bare feet on Carolyne's chest and thereby pinned her to the ground.
As Carolyne had feared and expected, her daughter's lover had relieved herself from all of her clothes. The woman stood before the bound mother-daughter-duo in all her pierced and tattooed glory. Her crotch was shaved, her nipples were erect and despite the situation, the first thing that crossed Carolyne's mind was the fact, that Krista's athletic naked body was quite attractive.
Carolyne even stopped her groaning and moaning for a second while thinking about where that strange notion had come from and why it had even occured to her. The look in Krista's eyes became devious.
"Oh yes, Carolyne", she snarled. "You like what you see."
Emily let loose a confused sound and her eyes moved from her lover's body to her mother's irritated face. Carolyne hesitated, then she shook her head.
"Oh yes you do", Krista insisted. "Don't lie to yourself, Carolyne."
The woman removed her foot from Carolyne's chest, pushed mother and daughter apart and took a seat on the sofa in between both of them. She crossed her legs and put one of her hands on each of her captives' heads, stroking their hair in unison.
"How did you put it, Carolyne?", Krista pondered. "Ah, yeah. I had you figured out, right from the beginning."
Carolyne moaned and her expression became quizzical. She tried to sit up but Krista held her back with one foot, without stopping to stroke her hair.
"You know, when I met your Emily, I didn't think much of her", Krista recounted. "Yeah, she's cute and all, but... Not really my type. I thought about fucking her a couple of times and then sending her packing."
Emily let out a sound that spoke of shocked disbelief. She looked at Krista wide-eyed. Krista returned her lover's glance mockingly.
"You didn't really think I was being honest when I told you that I loved you, did you?", she asked and she laughed a cruel laugh. "Oh what a moving story. You can't be that gullible, girl, can you?"
She shoved Emily with her foot and the girl toppled over. Emily stayed lying down on her side and bitter tears trickled from her eyes.
"Did you raise your daughter to be so dumb?", Krista asked Carolyne.
The older woman tried to spurt angry words through her gag but her words were unintelligible.
"You on the other hand...", Krista purred and she cradled Carolyne's head in her lap. "You were something different. Of course I knew from the very beginning that you were a repressed, self-loathing lesbian. I know the ropes when it comes to babes like you, Carolyne. No pun intended."
Emily and Carolyne moaned a confused moan in unison. But Krista merely laughed.
"Anyway, that spiced the whole thing up", she continued. "Besides, I always had a thing for older women. Yeah, okay, this here didn't go exactly as planned. I wasn't expecting you to be quite this rough. But... If you want to be rough, I can be rough, too. Just ask me to show you."
Carolyne shook her head and groaned loudly.
"You can drop the act now, hon", Krista said. "Yeah yeah, fighting with your utmost power against something that deep in your heart you want for yourself, right? Oh come on." She cupped her breasts with both her hands. "Go on and take the inward turn and then tell me, that you don't want to feel those two pressed against your face." She lowered one of her hands to her crotch. "Tell me you don't want to know what this tastes like. Tell me I'm mistaken." She grabbed Carolyne's hair, pulled her head back and forced her to look her directly in the eyes. "But consider this. Just say yes. Just say 'I want you, Krista'. And all of this is yours. All of this and even more." Krista's face closed in on Carolyne's and she stopped mere inches away. "I'll show you things you never imagined you wanted. But you will learn to love them. All of them." She kissed Carolyne furiously on her gag. "You will love me."
Emily still sobbed and cried and when Krista released Carolyne, the older woman fell back against the sofa, her eyes fixed on her captor, devoid of expression. She didn't try to say anything, didn't try to make a sound. She just sat there, motionless. Krista reached out for Carolyne's gag.
"So, Carolyne", she said. "The big moment is now. What do you say?"
She pulled down the scarf and drew the bundled panties from between Carolyne's teeth. The older woman licked her sore lips for a moment, then she opened her mouth as if she was about to say something. But she didn't. She closed her lips again, drew breath through her nose and started anew.
"There's one thing you have to promise to me, Krista", she finally said in a calm and quite voice.
"I'm listening, darling", Krista answered while sitting back on the sofa.
"When we're up in the bedroom, you'll have to stuff your panties back into my mouth", Carolyne continued.
Emily stopped sobbing and gave off a disbelieving gasp.
"Interesting", Krista answered while lifting an eyebrow.
Carolyne shrugged.
"So I guess that makes me a pervert and a lesbian", she remarked and she cracked a smile.
It wasn't one of her bitter smiles. It was the real thing. An expression of happiness. Carolyne herself was compeltely dumbfounded by this. But it felt right.
"I think that makes two of us, mylady", Krista noted and she threw Emily a glance. "Well, three. But we shouldn't include the kids when we're talking about adult stuff, should we."
"I think we should not", Carolyne agreed and she smiled again.
Krista laughed as she leaned towards Carolyne and kissed her again, this time softer, more lovingly. Carolyne returned Krista's kiss passionately. Finally Krista arose from the sofa, lifted Carolyne up and with the older woman craddled in her arms made her way towards the door. She stopped on the doorstep and looked back at Emily.
"What about her?", Krista asked.
"Let's let her sit that out", Carolyne suggested. "She's to young for that adult stuff anyway."
"You're the boss, hot stuff", Krista answered.
Both of them laughed again and left Emily behind bound and gagged in the living room.

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“Mom, please”, Emily cried out, a desperate look upon her face. “It's not how it looked like.”
Carolyn Munroe interrupted her work for a few seconds and darted a look at her daughter that spoke of anger and disgust. The middle-aged woman was slender almost to the point of appearing emaciated and her thin face was perpetually streaked by deep wrinkles that gave her the stern look of someone who never smiled.
“Don't take me for an idiot, Emily”, she spat at the girl and a steep fold sprung up between her eyebrows. “It was pretty clear to me what was going on here.”
“No mom, you're mistaken”, Emily objected in a pleading voice. “It wasn't like this. I swear.”
“You swear?”, Carolyn echoed and her voice rose by an octave. “You swear? You possess the audacity to flat-out lie straight to my face? Emilia Joanne Munroe, I'm very, VERY disappointed in you.”
“But mom, I...”, Emily commenced.
“Silence!”, her mother ordered and she muffled her daughter's protests with the palm of her hand. “You expect me to believe this? Tell me, how is not how it looked like, if I catch my daughter performing oral sex on another woman? Did you by chance trip and your friend Krista here just happened to lie around on the couch with her pants between her knees? What an unfortunate coincidence that I just walked in the moment this happened. I'm pretty sure you'd have gotten up and out of this uncomfortable situation in just a moments time. Hadn't you been tied up, my dear, right?”
Carolyn removed her hand from Emily's lips. The girl seemed to struggle with an answer for a second.
“See”, she exclaimed afterwards. “Krista had me tied up. She forced me to do it. I didn't want to.”
“Yeah, right”, Carolyn snorted. “From what I gathered, you seemed to be pretty happy, being bound hand and foot. So I guess that makes you a pervert and a lesbian.”
“But mom...”, Emily uttered and tears rolled down her cheeks.
“I told you to shut your mouth, Emily”, Carolyn hissed and she threw her daughter another daunting glance while tightening the knot she had been tying. “But it seems you're not inclined to listen to your mother. So I guess I'll have to enforce discipline.”
Carolyn's spidery fingers snatched a white sock from Krista's left foot. She crumpled it up, grabbed Emily by the jaw with her free hand and shoved the sock mercilessly between her daughter's teeth. Emily moaned desperately, but tied up as she was, she couldn't resist her mother's harsh treatment. Carolyn grabbed a roll of duct tape, tore off a stripe and pressed it on Emily's lips. A second piece of tape followed and afterwards Carolyn put away the roll, got up from her knees, brushed away a strand of hair that had detached from her tight up-do and reviewed her work.
Emily and her friend Krista – her lesbian lover Krista, as Carolyn had discovered a mere ten minutes ago – were huddled up on the sofa, both tied up and gagged with an assortment of different materials that Carolyn had quickly rounded up. Emily, a cute brunette girl of about eighteen years, sat there in a white undershirt and panties and with fuzzy pink slippers on her bare feet, her hands tied behind her back and her feet bound together at the knees and ankles. She whimpered softly, although her bonds weren't that tight. In direct contrast to Krista's.
Carolyn had never liked Krista and had always been quite suspicious about her. For one, judging by her looks, she was almost twice Emily's age. Her black hair was cut rather short, her face, her ears and God knows what else was littered with piercings and her shoulders were covered in tattoos. And not only her shoulders, as Carolyn perceived now that Krista lay before her, unconscious and with her jeans and panties pulled down.
Carolyn hadn't been gentle with Krista. First of all, Emily's mother had clobbered her into oblivion with a rolling pin when she had untimely returned home and discovered the two girl's perverted mating game amidst her living room. Then she had folded up Krista, tightly tied her into a hogtie and gagged her with a woolen scarf. The sight of that lesbian bitch trussed up this way educed a smirk from Carolyn. A faint, bitter smirk, but a smirk nonetheless.
Krista grunted, squirmed weakly and her eyelids started to flutter which caused Emily to turn towards her lover and to groan a few sounds into her gag. Obviously, Krista was awaking from her slumber. Carolyn took a step forward, pushed her daughter away from that slut and when Krista finally opened her glazed eyes, the older woman had immediately grabbed her by the throat.
“Good morning, princess”, Carolyn pressed through clenched teeth. “I hope you slept well.”
Krista squinted a few times and looked around with irritation. Carolyn reinforced her grip around the woman's throat and Krista gave off a gagging noise, before fixing her captor with a clearer look in her eyes.
“I knew you were trouble the first time I saw you”, Carolyn hissed. “But I didn't know you were so... so ruthless. That you would try and seduce an innocent girl like my Emily, turn her into a... a fucking carpet muncher.”
Krista's nostrils inflated as she was struggling for breath, but Carolyn didn't let up.
“I had you figured out, right from the beginning”, Emily's mother growled. “I had a hunch about what kind of slut you were. And guess what, I was right. But I won't accept this. I won't stand by and see you turning my little girl into a butch. You hear me?”
Krista's eyes rolled back and her eyelids fluttered again. Carolyn had her by the throat for another moment, an icy stare in her eyes. Then she released Krista. Her captive sank down, panting heavily, while Carolyn turned around and went a few steps away. She listened to Krista's hasty breathing and Emily's terrified moans, while rubbing her strained hand. Once again, she allowed herself a bitter smile.
A smile that froze in place the moment she heard husky snickering from behind her shoulder.
“Nice one, Carolyn”, the deep voice remarked. “You have quite a strong grasp. I like that. Why not choke me a bit more? Gets me wet every time.”
Slowly Carolyn turned around again. Krista lay there, still hogtied, but she had somehow managed to get rid of her gag. The scarf was hanging loosely around her neck. She observed Carolyn with a darkly humorous expression in her eyes.
“What did you just say?”, Carolyn whispered, her voice trembling with anger and her face pale.
“I said I'm a sucker for being choked and you're quite good at it”, Krista answered. “Had any prior experience or are you just a natural?”
Carolyn clenched and unclenched her fist a few times, then she took a step forward and slapped Krista's face. Before the smack faded, Krista had already burst into laughter.
“Now we're getting somewhere”, she exclaimed, pushing forward her chin. “How about another one?”
Carolyn slapped her again and Krista laughed even harder.
“Carolyn, Carolyn”, she purred. “Are you trying to turn me on? Because you sure as hell do.”
“Shut your filthy mouth, fucking dyke”, Carolyn crunched.
“Why don't you shut it for me?”, Krista suggested. “I see a lot of interesting things you could put inside. I mean, your tits aren't that big, but they should suffice.”
Carolyn's angered expression turned into shock and when her glance met her tied up daughter, she noticed, that Emily was more than a bit irritated about her lover's behaviour. Krista laughed again.
"Not your style, babe?", she said. "Damn shame. I'd like to have a mouthful of those. How about taking a seat on my face? Is that more to your liking? Forcing me to eat your pussy?" Krista chuckled. "I'd like that."
Carolyn stared at her, her mouth hanging open and her face reddening. She tried to say something, but was at loss for words. Krista squirmed a bit, turned her half naked body towards her captor threw Carolyn a sultry glance.
"How about throwing me down to the floor?", she suggested. "You can take my place on the couch, sit there next to your tied up daughter, trample me, molest me with your feet and make me suck your toes like the slut that I am." Krista shrugged. "Not that I'm into this kind of thing, but I don't think I'm in a position to demand anything, am I? So go for it, Carolyne. Do it. Use me."
Carolyn trembled. She clenched and unclenched her fists and grinded her teeth. She had sweat on her brow, her ears were burning and she could feel the blood that rushed through her face. But at the same time, she was absolutely paralyzed. After walking in on Emily and Krista, she had though, she was prepared for anything. But the depravity of this girl was simply too much for her. She simply didn't know how to react to all of this. She had believed herself to be completely on top. But now that bitch simply pulled the rug from under her feet. Despite the fact, that she was completely trussed up.
Krista pursed her lips.
"Or is there anything else you want?", she purred. "Maybe you're the type who likes to watch. Watch me struggle? Watch me squirm? Watch me cum?" Krista rolled back onto her belly, threw her head back and bit her lower lip. "Oh yeah. Oh yeah, babe. Mmmm..."
She started panting heavily, inhaled and exhaled with visible force. She moaned and groaned, screamed and in between all of this, she threw glances at Carolyn and chuckled viciously.
Finally, Carolyn snapped. She pushed the breath that she had held for quite some time from her lungs, took a step towards Krista and snatched the sock from her second foot. Krista froze in place as Carolyn crumpled up the sock and grabbe her by the chin. The girl laughed.
"So you found something for my big mouth?", she asked. "Fair enough. I'd prefer some panties, but I guess..."
Krista's following words were muffled when Carolyn forced the sock into her mouth. Then the older woman pulled up the loose scarf that hung around Krista's neck and knotted it around her lower face, keeping the gag in place. Krista chuckled all the time.
"Shut up!", Carolyn demanded when she was finished and she slapped Krista again.
Krista didn't seem to be enclined to oblige, as she was happily snickering and talking through her gag and enduring Carolyn's physical assault with genuine delight. The older woman slapped her again and again. Krista's cheek reddened, but she didn't seem the least affected by it. At least not in a negative way.
Carolyne gave up. She darted another glance at her bound and gagged daughter, who was at least as confused and frustrated as she herself. Then she threw her hands up and stormed from the living room, leaving her captives there.
The next quarter-hour was an excercise in persistance for Carolyne. She had relocated to the kitchen, where she sat on a chair and stared out of the window while gnawing on her lower lip and wringing her hands. She felt defeated. She felt defiled. She felt the dire need to go back to the living room and teach that bitch who was in charge here. But she was afraid that she would come out on the short end again.
How did Krista throw her for a loop like that? Clearly the girl's depravity knew no limits. Had Carolyne been too shocked about the perversions that had spurted from Krista's mouth? And if that had been the case, why had she felt so...
No! That just couldn't be. Carolyne's imagination made a fool of herself. Most certainly it had just been a momentary fit of dumbness that had befallen Carolyne. But Krista had ridiculed her. Right in front of her daughter, whom she had seduced beforehand. That had been going to far. Carolyne clenched her fists, rose from her chair and with a look of grim determination in her eyes, she returned to the living room, to confront her nemesis. With a gesture worthy of hollywood movies, she threw open the door and stormed into the room, a tirade of harsh words on her lips.
On which she choked a moment later, when she realised the situation in the living room. Emily sat there, now in front of the sofa as opposed to on top of it. She was still bound and gagged and she was gronaing into her gag furiously, as Carolyne entered. But Krista was nowhere to be seen. The ropes, scarves and cloths with which she had been bound and gagged still lay there. As did her jeans, her top, her panties and her bra. But before Carolyne could deduct, where the girl had gone, strong hands grabbed her from behind.
"You sure as hell took your time, darling", Krista's husky voice whispered into Carolyne's ear while an arm encircled her torso and pressed her arms against it, while another hand covered her mouth and muffled her surprised cry. "I've been standing behind this door, waiting for you for nearly ten minutes now."
Carolyne fought against Krista, but the girl's grasp was hard as steel. She effortlessly lifted Carolyne up and carried her over to the sofa, still gagging the older woman with one hand. When she arrived there, she let Carolyne down and immediately pushed her into a kneeling position. The hand vanished from Carolyne's lips, as she found her belly resting on the seating surface of the sofa right next to her bondaged daughter. But at the same time, Carolyne's arms were pulled behind her back and crossed at the wrists.
"You fucking slut", the older woman screeched while furiously trying to not be muffled by the pillows and cushion. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Returning a favor", Krista replied and Carolyn could feel that her wrists were being encircled with a cloth. "You know, as much as I like being tied up, I've always seen myself as more of a dominant person."
"You're a lunatic", Carolyne scolded. "You're fucking..."
A crumpled up thing that Carolyne at the last second identified as Krista's panties was pushed between the older woman's teeth and the rest of her rant vanished in an incomprehensible succession of consonants. A mere heartbeat later, a scarf was wrapped around Carolyne's mouth to keep her gag in place. Krista knotted the scarf a bit tighter than necessary. Afterwards, she grabbed another cloth and quickly tied Carolyne's feet, before taking a step back, folding her arms and waiting for her captive to regain her composure. Carolyne squirmed and writhed until she had her back against the sofa. Krista immediately placed one of her bare feet on Carolyne's chest and thereby pinned her to the ground.
As Carolyne had feared and expected, her daughter's lover had relieved herself from all of her clothes. The woman stood before the bound mother-daughter-duo in all her pierced and tattooed glory. Her crotch was shaved, her nipples were erect and despite the situation, the first thing that crossed Carolyne's mind was the fact, that Krista's athletic naked body was quite attractive.
Carolyne even stopped her groaning and moaning for a second while thinking about where that strange notion had come from and why it had even occured to her. The look in Krista's eyes became devious.
"Oh yes, Carolyne", she snarled. "You like what you see."
Emily let loose a confused sound and her eyes moved from her lover's body to her mother's irritated face. Carolyne hesitated, then she shook her head.
"Oh yes you do", Krista insisted. "Don't lie to yourself, Carolyne."
The woman removed her foot from Carolyne's chest, pushed mother and daughter apart and took a seat on the sofa in between both of them. She crossed her legs and put one of her hands on each of her captives' heads, stroking their hair in unison.
"How did you put it, Carolyne?", Krista pondered. "Ah, yeah. I had you figured out, right from the beginning."
Carolyne moaned and her expression became quizzical. She tried to sit up but Krista held her back with one foot, without stopping to stroke her hair.
"You know, when I met your Emily, I didn't think much of her", Krista recounted. "Yeah, she's cute and all, but... Not really my type. I thought about fucking her a couple of times and then sending her packing."
Emily let out a sound that spoke of shocked disbelief. She looked at Krista wide-eyed. Krista returned her lover's glance mockingly.
"You didn't really think I was being honest when I told you that I loved you, did you?", she asked and she laughed a cruel laugh. "Oh what a moving story. You can't be that gullible, girl, can you?"
She shoved Emily with her foot and the girl toppled over. Emily stayed lying down on her side and bitter tears trickled from her eyes.
"Did you raise your daughter to be so dumb?", Krista asked Carolyne.
The older woman tried to spurt angry words through her gag but her words were unintelligible.
"You on the other hand...", Krista purred and she cradled Carolyne's head in her lap. "You were something different. Of course I knew from the very beginning that you were a repressed, self-loathing lesbian. I know the ropes when it comes to babes like you, Carolyne. No pun intended."
Emily and Carolyne moaned a confused moan in unison. But Krista merely laughed.
"Anyway, that spiced the whole thing up", she continued. "Besides, I always had a thing for older women. Yeah, okay, this here didn't go exactly as planned. I wasn't expecting you to be quite this rough. But... If you want to be rough, I can be rough, too. Just ask me to show you."
Carolyne shook her head and groaned loudly.
"You can drop the act now, hon", Krista said. "Yeah yeah, fighting with your utmost power against something that deep in your heart you want for yourself, right? Oh come on." She cupped her breasts with both her hands. "Go on and take the inward turn and then tell me, that you don't want to feel those two pressed against your face." She lowered one of her hands to her crotch. "Tell me you don't want to know what this tastes like. Tell me I'm mistaken." She grabbed Carolyne's hair, pulled her head back and forced her to look her directly in the eyes. "But consider this. Just say yes. Just say 'I want you, Krista'. And all of this is yours. All of this and even more." Krista's face closed in on Carolyne's and she stopped mere inches away. "I'll show you things you never imagined you wanted. But you will learn to love them. All of them." She kissed Carolyne furiously on her gag. "You will love me."
Emily still sobbed and cried and when Krista released Carolyne, the older woman fell back against the sofa, her eyes fixed on her captor, devoid of expression. She didn't try to say anything, didn't try to make a sound. She just sat there, motionless. Krista reached out for Carolyne's gag.
"So, Carolyne", she said. "The big moment is now. What do you say?"
She pulled down the scarf and drew the bundled panties from between Carolyne's teeth. The older woman licked her sore lips for a moment, then she opened her mouth as if she was about to say something. But she didn't. She closed her lips again, drew breath through her nose and started anew.
"There's one thing you have to promise to me, Krista", she finally said in a calm and quite voice.
"I'm listening, darling", Krista answered while sitting back on the sofa.
"When we're up in the bedroom, you'll have to stuff your panties back into my mouth", Carolyne continued.
Emily stopped sobbing and gave off a disbelieving gasp.
"Interesting", Krista answered while lifting an eyebrow.
Carolyne shrugged.
"So I guess that makes me a pervert and a lesbian", she remarked and she cracked a smile.
It wasn't one of her bitter smiles. It was the real thing. An expression of happiness. Carolyne herself was compeltely dumbfounded by this. But it felt right.
"I think that makes two of us, mylady", Krista noted and she threw Emily a glance. "Well, three. But we shouldn't include the kids when we're talking about adult stuff, should we."
"I think we should not", Carolyne agreed and she smiled again.
Krista laughed as she leaned towards Carolyne and kissed her again, this time softer, more lovingly. Carolyne returned Krista's kiss passionately. Finally Krista arose from the sofa, lifted Carolyne up and with the older woman craddled in her arms made her way towards the door. She stopped on the doorstep and looked back at Emily.
"What about her?", Krista asked.
"Let's let her sit that out", Carolyne suggested. "She's to young for that adult stuff anyway."
"You're the boss, hot stuff", Krista answered.
Both of them laughed again and left Emily behind bound and gagged in the living room.