Thread: A different kind of Mother/Daughter Bonding(MessedupRp and Thessa_The_Domme)

Grace beamed as her mistress commented on her own joy at being plugged. How could I not enjoy it, mistress. She nodded and quietly stood up, leaving the room. This was one of the only occasions she was allowed to walk, most of the time she crawled around. As Grace left the room to prepare more drinks for their guests and her owner, Cassandra and Kaitlyn looked up at their new mistress. They each stood up, and shook Rachel's hand as she kissed them. Neither of them dared say anything yet, incredibly nervous about what she might do to them if they misbehaved without knowing. At her command, they each tool off their blouses and then their bras, leaving the lovely mother and daughter wearing only their stockings, garter belts and heels. They sat down on the couch opposite Rachel, Cassandra noticed the little bed beside the couch and couldn't help but imagine herself kneeling nude and ready beside Mistress Rachel. She was still lost in thought as Kaitlyn began explaining her own sexual escapades. Um... Well... I was drawn to the obedience and the air of power and control. The way that the submissive is completely at the whim of her dominant. I've always wondered what that must feel like, being controlled so completely. Or... Or to be the one to have that sort of control. At the second part of the question, Kaitlyn blushed a bit and glanced at her mother who had snapped out of her own thoughts and was now listening again. Kaitlyn braced herself and spoke, Well... I had sex with a few different guys in college. Nothing crazy, but it didn't really excite me. I had a one-night stand with another woman which was so amazing... It was fairly vanilla though. I'm sorry if that dissapoints you mistress? She kept her legs together, trying to prevent her wet pussy from being on display. Cassandra's turn came and the lovely mother thought for a second before she began, I've always been submissive. I always wanted to be controlled and owned and please my partner however they wanted, but they never really seemed to take control the way that I wanted them to. They never really took my submissive nature and used me as such... so I guess that's what I want. To feel like a sub, and be a sub completely. As she finished, Grace walked in carrying a silver tray of cups, coffee, tea and anything that the mistress or her guests could want. Grace set the tray down on the table between the two couches and went to her knees. She poured her mistress a cup of tea, her usual drink of choice at this time, and prepared it as Rachel liked. She offered it to her mistress, head bored and both hands holding the cup. Then she asked, is there anything else you'd like mistress? If Rachel said that Grace was fine, she would take her place on the little cushion beside the couch Rachel was on. Otherwise, she wouod leave again to satisfy Rachel's request. Cassandra watched Grace's submissive serving. She bit her lip, and imagined herself in that same role as Grace was just in. That's what she wanted. She looked back up at Rachel and continued, I'm fairly similar to Kaitlyn. I dated mostly men in college. I tried and once but wasn't a fan at the time. Later on I married Kaitlyn's father and we had her. After he passed away I decided not to date men anymore and started trying women, I realized I've actually had a liking for women for a long time without realizing it. She paused, I've had a few flings with women since then, but nothing serious, mistress. Kaitlyn's eyes widened, she didn't know about that, and was immediately curious who these flings had been with.