I woke up still feeling chills from last night's punishment. She might be my mother, but she doesn't show me any mercy, and my butt knows it. And all I could think about was what she had in mind for me later tonight...and more chills and lust ran down my naked body as I enjoyed my first delicious cigarette of the day and popped in my favorite porn movie.
My mistresses didn't allow me to watch this sort of thing, but I knew all I would get for it is more punishment, and I lived to be punished. And this was my favorite movie ever - two blond beauties who are really mother and daughter, and the mom dominates the daughter in ways that only my own mistresses could dream of.
I quickly lit another cigarette as I pleasured myself to the sight of the young blond in chains being whipped. Her mom used a cane on her tight, teenage bottom, tortured her nipples with lit cigarettes, and even pounded her daughter's bottom with a shoe heel...all of which my mistresses did to me all the time, of course, inspiring me to put out my cigarettes on my own breasts and twist my nipple rings as I watched.
As I played with my slut body while the movie played, I heard a noise in the background, but I disregarded it because I was too involved. I knew the movie by heart, and I usually made myself climax just as the slut daughter was climaxing from the shoe heel in her butt...I loved watching it just the same. I wanted to be that daughter. I was that daughter. I was my mother's whore.
I pleasured myself faster with one hand as I climaxed, torturing my pierced slut nipples with a cigarette at the same time. I loved feeling intense pain with intense pleasure; the rush was unbelievable. I cooled down as I watched the heartless mother finally kiss her slave daughter's waiting mouth as the scene closed.
Then I lit myself another cigarette and turned around, where Scorpion, my Goth lover, was standing and enjoying the show. Like me, she was enjoying a cigarette and was completely naked; she trimmed her crotch into a 'female' symbol died red. She teased me mercilessly for being caught watching my favorite movie, even threatening to tell my mistresses. She could tell them; I didn't mind. I wanted her to tell.
Scorpion had moved on to bigger and better things since college, but I never found out what. And I knew she was about to let me in on it. Scorpion was making big bucks now despite barely passing at college, while I couldn't find a job because of my slut reputation.
The note she gave me had just an address on it, and she told me to go there dressed as I always do - thong bikini, miniskirt, and heels. Apparently, the boss there is a real hornball and would hire a hot-looking lady in a skirt easily.
I did as Scorpion told me, a little unsure why I obeyed her every whim...oh, right, she was a goddess, and I loved being tortured by a sadistic Goth. The place was a little out of town, and when I got there, I realized where Scorpion was sending me.
The place was called 'Babes in Chains.' I had only heard of it and never seen it. It was a strip club that catered to domination fantasies...most of the strippers were put on display as submissive bondage slaves. I loved the idea, but I didn't need the fantasy; I had the reality at home.
I went in and asked for the owner, and in a few minutes, a tall Latina greeted me, telling me her name was Blaze. I knew exactly who this was right away - my aunt Debbie's last lover, who threw her out for cheating on her with her own strippers. And she recognized me. Oh hell, I thought.
But the more I learned about the place, the more it enticed me. This was no ordinary strip club in more ways than one. The clientele was all women; men weren't even allowed through the door. All the clients were high rollers; some were millionaire business women and others were simply spending their husbands' money.
I was hired, but Blaze wanted one more thing from me. All the strippers were classified either as 'mistresses' or 'slaves,' and how well I did with Blaze, a self-described switch-hitter, determined my fate at her club. Well, I knew right away I was a slave. And judging by my tattoos, Blaze knew, too.
I dropped my skirt and took off my top, showing her my punished breasts and my whip-marked butt. Sometimes I wore my thong to be punished; sometimes I did it naked. I didn't care how Blaze wanted me as long as she was rough, ruthless, and never let up.
She shoved me over her desk, pressing my breasts to the surface and sticking my now-defenseless butt in her face. I balanced on my heels as she cuffed my hands behind my back. This was just like any other day when my mom and aunt paddled, whipped, and tortured me, I thought to myself as she struck my butt with a wooden paddle.
I bad-mouthed her as she paddled me, shouting things like,
'Is that all you got, slut?'
She shouted things back at me in her delicious Latina accent, but she wasn't touching me. All she was doing was making me want to turn her over and show her how it's done.
She got a little more aggressive, biting my butt and snapping my thong, but I still fought back against her. She didn't scare me, even if I was in handcuffs and down to a thong.
Finally, I told her,
'Listen, bitch, take my cuffs off and let me show you how it's done.'
But she didn't listen, and she continued her weak little lesson. I was mad as hell, but I didn't get through to her, and suddenly, I heard a voice say,
'I'm here for my check--wait, what the hell?'
I recognized the voice - my older cousin Charlotte was one of the strippers here! I couldn't move.
Which was enough time for Charlotte to pin me down, force me to my knees, set up the camera system, and say to me,
'Listen, little girl. You answer to Blaze here.'
Finally, my gorgeous cousin wanted to punish me!
I had always had a crush on my luscious cousin. I fantasized about squeezing her beautiful breasts, grabbing that ghetto backside, and tongueing her to ecstasy. Which was good, because the tongueing part was what she wanted.
She got naked and spread her legs, and I went all-out working the goddess over. She called me every name she knew, and I loved it. I knew she was loving it, but she just continued calling me a bitch and smoking that luscious cigarette. I thought about how I loved to watch her smoke. She was the reason I took it up, especially when I used to spy on her while she smoked naked and made out with her beautiful Latina girlfriend.
Finally, Blaze gave me the punishment I had begged for; she lashed my ghetto ass like a woman possessed while my tongue worshipped my love Charlotte. I wanted to make her moan, but all she did when I brought her to climax was continue to shout nasty names at me. The woman was a machine...a goddess of a machine. I had to have her.
As I brought her to ecstasy, I shouted,
'Please whip me mercilessly and make me your whore. I want to worship your perfect body while you call me a whore and burn me with cigarettes. I'm a worthless slut and you're a goddess, and I'm yours to use as you want.'
Without missing a beat, the naked beauty said,
'It's about damn time, slut.'
I was fastened to a chain in the ceiling, forcing my hands above my head. My thong was dropped, and I got to watch Blaze and Charlotte, now both naked, tongue-kiss passionately. I was insanely jealous; I wanted Charlotte for myself.
But as they stopped kissing, the only thing they wanted to do was punish my little bitch ass even more. I had never been caned before, and when Blaze caned my ass, I felt the biggest rush of my entire life. I wanted her to do it again and not wait so much between lashes, and as I moaned through my gag, she picked up on that and barely waited between strokes. It felt like heaven and hell mixed together, and I almost climaxed just from being caned.
And then, while Blaze caned my ass, Charlotte took my breasts in her hands and then started whipping them. She seemed to aim right for the diamonds in my nipple rings, a present from Scorpion that she seemed to be jealous of. The leather stroked my nipples and gave me jolts of pleasure. And she didn't let up.
Charlotte didn't show me a second of mercy; my massive breasts were hers to whip. Blaze never stopped caning me, and between strokes, she put out her cigarettes at the top of my ass. Charlotte gave the same treatment to my slut breasts, torturing me with cigarettes. I couldn't get enough punishment from these two beauties. I didn't care if I had to come here as a customer if these two beauties treated me like their own personal sex toy.
I couldn't tell what caused me to climax, but I knew I didn't want them to stop. The canings were fast and repeated, the whippings were never-ending, the cigarette smoke was like heaven, and I wanted more and more. I screamed through the thong in my mouth, begging for more punishment.
Finally, the whipping and caning stopped after I finished, and Charlotte took my thong out of my mouth and kissed me. I had waited years for this, pretending I was her lover. I kissed back, tasting her goddess mouth and submitting to her tongue's every whim. I was beyond being in love with her. I was ready to do anything I could to make her my goddess.
She undid my cuffs, and we shared a cigarette while we made out and Blaze went down on her. The hard-to-please Charlotte lasted for what felt like all day as I tongued her goddess mouth and smoked one cigarette after another with her. I was sharing her cigarettes, her tongue, her beautiful body, and everything about her. I was in heaven, if only for those few hours. I wished it would never end, that we would never run out of cigarettes, that Blaze could keep tongueing Charlotte forever...then I realized it was her night off, and I rested in her arms and kissed her neck.
Scorpion showed up and took Blaze, another of her slave girls, away while Charlotte and I stayed in her office to spend the evening passionately loving each other. All I wanted was her beautiful body and her undying passionate lust. I wanted to submit myself to her. I wanted to study her curves with my tongue. I was hers to have and make her own.
I knew the night was young for me and my lovely cousin, and we would be spending many more like it together. But as I looked into her beautiful eyes, kissed her delicious mouth, and shared another smoke with her, I thought about exactly what I wanted from my cousin and lover and just how I was going to get it from her..."