This is strictly a fantasy and I do not approve of abuse,

A change had come over Mommy lately, she was constantly going to church. Every weekend service, and church groups on the occasional evening. It did not matter to Mom that she was leaving me, Jane her 9 year old daughter home alone.

I guess it started about a month ago when a lady vicar knocked on our door. I let her in and Mom took her into the kitchen, they talked for over an hour, but I couldn’t hear a thing through the door. I could not understand it, Mom was never religious, and would usually run a mile from a vicar.

What I did not know was, that the vicar had slipped a drug into Moms drink, and was showing her a hypnotic video on her laptop. The change started for Mom then and there, she had awful images burnt into her brain along with nasty instructions.

Tonight though I was to find out what was happening. I came home to find Mommy sat at the kitchen table with an open bottle of vodka and smoking a cigarette, which was odd as she never usually smoked. I said hello to her, and said that I was going to change out of my school uniform but she told me not to as she liked me smelling dirty.

I thought then that Mom must have gone mad why would she want me to smell nasty? She told me to sit next to her at the table and passed me a glass of the vodka. She pulled out a bright red lipstick and put it on my lips, that was cool, as I had never worn makeup before. She lit two cigarettes and gave one to me “here baby Mommy wants to see you smoking”. I coughed at first but then managed to mimic Mom’s smoking. She told me that she had something to tell me.

“Jane dear, Mommy has decided that she needs to change her life. Since I have been going to church, I have found that there is something out there that I need to explore further, and to do that I have decided to become a nun.”

I was shocked what would become of me? If Mom was going to be a nun who would look after me? In shock I drank the glass of vodka, spluttering at the harsh burning taste.

She tried to calm me and told me that Kate the vicar would be here soon to help explain. Just as I was about to storm out of the kitchen in anger there came a knock on the door and Mom went to open it.

Kate the vicar came into the kitchen, and without being asked sat herself down next to me. Again things were odd, she wasn’t dressed as you would expect a vicar to dress. Yes she wore black, but did you ever see a vicar dressed in a mixture of pvc and leather?

She had taken off her pvc mac and handed it to Mom who had hung it on the back of the kitchen door. She was now sat next to me in a short leather dress and shiny high heels. From her bag she took out her laptop and set it up in front of me.

“So Jane I guess that your Mother has told you of her decision to become a servant of our maker?”

I nodded a yes and was about to protest about it when she carried on.

“Janice (Mom’s name) why don’t you go and put on your nuns habit and show how lovely you look in it to young Jane.”

Mother nodded meekly, and obediently turned and walked out of the kitchen. Kate the vicar poured me and her another glass of vodka and took hold of the cigarette packet. She lit two cigarettes and handed me one and smoked the other. Again I spluttered and wondered why Mom and Kate were encouraging me to take up such a nasty habit.

Kate clicked on a file and asked me to look at the screen. To this day I would not be able to tell you what it was that I watched. But I do recall that Kate had put her hand on my thigh. And that I was starting to feel flushed and light headed.

“You need not worry Jane, your Mother will do her most of her training in the parish, so she will not go away for a while at least. If she is called to serve our maker elsewhere, then the church will become your family, as the church is already your family.”

She poured more vodka and asked me if I had a boyfriend, and I shook my head as I could not seem to form words with my lips. Then she shocked me back to life just as the video on the laptop finished.

“How about a girlfriend then Jane?” I managed to protest a “No, ehhh! How yucky.”

“I think the lady doth protest too much” She giggled. “Are you sure you haven’t kissed one of your little friends or had a crush on one of your teachers?”

I was aware that her hand was now under my skirt and that I had a funny feeling running through me.

“You are blushing Jane, I think that maybe you like one of your teachers am I right?”

I nodded and told her about Miss Peters who took us for PE, and her long legs, and how nice she looked in her green leotard when she took us for gymnastics.

Kate clicked on another file which was a naughty video with a girl about my age and what looked like an older woman who wasn’t clear.

“Ah yes I know Miss Peters well Jane, in fact she is one of our church members. And she has mentioned you to me on more than one occasion, she thinks you are very pretty.” Her hand was now stroking my leg under my skirt more urgently, a fingers tracing up towards my panties.

“Look at the video Jane who do you see.”

I looked and was shocked to see the woman more clearly and as I am sure you have guessed it was Miss Peters. She was kissing with the girl on a sofa. She was unmistakable as she was wearing the green leotard I had just spoke of along with her green pleated gym skirt. Kate the vicar told me that the girl was her own daughter who went to a different school than I.

Just as I was starting to get entranced by the video and the bad things Miss Peters was doing, the kitchen door opened and Mom came in, wearing her Nuns habit. But it was no ordinary habit as it was made out of shiny black latex.

“Doesn’t your Mom look beautiful as a nun Jane? Go on and touch her habit I know you want to. See how soft the latex feels under your fingers. Feel her bottom under the shiny rubber, isn’t that nice?”

I must admit that Mom looked and felt wonderful in the outfit she had on. Kate got us all to move into the lounge and had Mom sit on the sofa while the vicar connected her laptop to our large screen tv.

“Now Jane I think that we should make a nice fuss of your Mom now she has decided to give herself to the worship of our maker. Why not slip out of your panties and straddle her lap, and give her a nice long kiss for me.”

As if I was back in a trance, I did as I was told. It felt right, and normal to me. Like I had been born to be a lesbian, and find Mother attractive, and sexy to me.

I did as Kate told me, and straddled Moms lap facing her. Mom gave me a smile and put her hands on my hips to steady me. I was conscious of my young pussy being against Moms latex covered lap.

Kate the vicar came and sat next to Mom watching us closely. She had unzipped the skirt of her dress at the side, so that her hand could touch her pussy, which she was rubbing as she encouraged us. She had us kiss each other which was really weird at the time, but I soon got into it, and it quickly became really fun and exciting.

I found I was fixated on Moms breasts under her shiny latex, and reached out to touch them as we kissed. Mom pulled my skirt up at the back and was fondling my buttocks. Our kiss progressed to a deeper passionate kiss like the kisses I had seen on television.

Kate reached across and undid my school shirt. She slid her hand onto my chest and flicked across my nipples. Mom was not being backwards either, and had put her hand under my skirt, and was exploring around my groin, trying to get her fingers on my pussy.

Soon mother had got what she wanted, and had managed to slip a finger into my pussy. It hurt at first as I was not in the right position. But once I had moved to give her more space it felt much better and I started to enjoy the feeling.

Kate had mom move to lie flat on the floor, and pull up the long latex skirt of her habit. This showed the black and white latex panties that she was wearing. Though, I didn’t see the point of them, as they were open where her pussy was, they did look very nice to me.

Kate pushed my head closer to Mom’s pussy “Worship your Mothers pussy Jane, worship the hole that made you. Kiss it Jane then lick it, feel every fold with your tongue.”

I felt compelled to do as Kate ordered, and my lips touched Mom’s pussy. I was surprised at how Mom smelled down there, and how slimy it felt on my lips. With trepidation I pushed out my tongue to lick as Kate asked.

The taste was not what I expected, but it was not unpleasant to me. I found that the more mom moaned in pleasure, the more and faster I licked. Kate had moved behind me and had lifted up my skirt, I felt her hot breath on my pussy, and then her tongue touched me. I jumped with shock at first, but then I was keen to feel what Mom was feeling.

I settled down and pushed my pussy towards Kate’s waiting mouth. Her hot tongue came in contact with my waiting pussy and felt rough at first. She was obviously an expert at what she was doing, and soon my stomach was fluttering, and my head was swimming at the new wonderful feelings her tongue was creating in me.

I found that I could not concentrate on what I was doing to Mom’s pussy, and she took over using her fingers on her own pussy, while I watched what she was doing. I guess I was storing knowledge for future use.

Soon something new happened to me and I lost control. As I did Mom started screaming and bucking her hips, it looked like the same thing was happening to her. I collapsed exhausted on the floor watching through my nearly closed eyelids as Kate and Mommy kissed.

We all calmed down and smoked a cigarette as we watched what Kate had put on the tv. More lesbian porn was playing on the screen and I saw some more familiar faces.

Kate Stood up and stretched, and told us the time had nearly come for my christening, and that we should start to get ready. I was ordered to shower then return to receive my christening gown.

I returned to the lounge naked as the day I was born. I was excited by what may happen next as the time from when I had returned from school had been truly thrilling.

Mom had put a load of slutty looking make up on mainly in black including her lipstick as had Kate the vicar. They were both holding glasses of vodka and a third was waiting on the table.

“Ah here is the initiate herself come join us and stand with your legs apart Jane.”

Kate picked up a pint glass and held it under my pussy. She asked me to pee into it. It took a while for me to do this as I felt so self-conscious, but after a short while I managed to fill it about half way.

Kate took the glass from me ,and topped up all three glasses of vodka. She then drank what was left in the glass in one swig. We then took a glass each, and I was toasted by Kate as the newest member of the congregation. We then all drank our glasses of vodka and piss, clinking our glasses together.

Mom went back to the kitchen and returned with a large white cardboard box. She handed it to me and I guessed that it contained my christening outfit. I wondered if it was going to be as sexy as Mom’s outfit.

I placed the box on the table to open it. Shaking with anticipation I took off the lid, I was delighted to see shiny pvc in the colour I had expected, white! I picked up the glossy outfit, and was thrilled to find it was like an American girls cheerleader outfit. I undid the zip at the back and stepped into it. Mom did the zip up for me and I was asked to do a twirl.

I felt the pleated skirt spin around as I turned, and when I stopped I realised that the skirt only just covered my pussy. I jumped in joy with my outfit, and gave Kate and Mom a kiss as a thank you. Then I remembered that there was something else I had glanced at in the box.

I took another look, and was excited to find my first pair of sexy boots. They were again in white pvc, and I later found out that some people called them go go boots. I put them on doing up the zip, and practiced walking up and down, doing a catwalk show for Mom and Kate.

Time was against us as the service was to start shortly. Mom sat me down, and using the same make-up, she did my face up for me. Satisfied we were all ready, Kate opened the front door and had us walk through the streets towards the church. I was shaking with fear walking the streets dressed as we were, but Kate told me not to be afraid, and that we should be proud to be lesbian, and serving our maker.

We stopped outside what I recognized as being the towns old cinema. Kate unlocked the door and we entered. In front of us was a large cross hanging upside down. At the top of it, with what would normally have been the base entering her pussy, was a statue of a lady in orgasmic bliss.

“This is our maker, and our Goddess the lady Sappho, Jane. Unlike other churches, we worship one who is known to have lived. She was born on the Greek island of Lesbos, which is where we get the term lesbian.”

She pushed open the next door which would have taken you into the old auditorium and saw it now had an altar in front of the old screen, with a similar statue on top of it.

The congregation was standing up facing us as we walked down the aisle. Kate ran in front of us ready to take the service. I blushed as I spotted Miss Peters, and she smiled as our eyes met. I also noticed a few more women I knew from around the town, especially two of our close neighbours Mary and Sue, who took their places each side of Kate at the altar. They both wore white pvc blouses and short black pvc skirts, and on the two early fifties attractive women, they looked fantastic.

Kate raised her arms above her head to bring the room to a hush. I felt the congregation’s eyes on me as the room settled.

“Daughters of Sappho please give praise to our maker and goddess for bringing this child into the arms of the church of Sappho. Pray with me that she learns all the joy of lesbianism, and that she never needs to sleep alone. May she spread that joy, and deliver others from the evil of men.”

“Ladies we are gathered here tonight to witness the rebirth, and christening into the church of Sappho of our newest member Jane.”

Mary and Sue then knelt in front of Kate, heads bowed.

“Mary and Sue our priestesses of Sappho. Have you prepared the waters of devotion?”

They both spoke as one. “Yes the pool is filled with the water sacred from our bodies and saved for such a moment as this. It is blessed as we wish Jane to be blessed.”

They stood and removed the lid of a shallow pool that was behind me. As soon as it was removed I could smell the strong smell of urine.

Mary and Sue stood next to me and undressed me. They took one of my arms each, and led me down the steps into the pool. Sue whispered to me to lie down in it and submerse myself in the piss. They again stood each side of me lifting their skirts, with a nod from Kate they stood and pissed, aiming their streams of piss all over my head and face, as Kate gave a prayer.

“Ladies of Sappho let us welcome Jane into our midst and let her give herself to our goddess Sappho. Let us Join Mary and Sue in the blessing.”

I heard a nervous chatter as all the ladies in the congregation formed an orderly queue to piss on my body. It was strange how it did not repulse me, far from it, I soon enjoyed the feeling and nastiness of it. I soon got used to the smell too.

The last three women in line were Mom, Kate and Miss Peters, who I found out later first name was Olivia. Kate told me to open my mouth to swallow the blessing, and always have part of me from this night. The three women then filled my mouth with their golden streams and I swallowed as much as I could.

A round of applause echoed in the room, as the christening part was over. I was lifted out by Mary and Sue and placed on the altar. They started to lick my body clean and were soon joined by the others in the congregation to give my young body a tongue bath. So thorough were they that I was even tuned over, so no piss remained on my body. 

I redressed in my new sexy outfit and went to find Mom. I found her smoking and drinking with Kate and Miss Peters. They passed me a drink and a cigarette and hugged me and welcomed me to the church. Mom took me to one side away from Kate and Miss Peters who kept glancing over at me nervously.

“Jane dear I hope we have done the right thing Kate and I, but we think you will be happy with this decision.”

I was now getting worried as it sounded like I had been volunteered for something. In my short life, I had found that usually, if you have been volunteered for something, it is usually because it is something no one else wants to do.”

“What is it Mom, after everything that has happened today I don’t think there is anything that can surprise me now.”

“Well you see it’s like this. We do not like to have single ladies in the church. It is felt that it excludes women, and makes them unhappy. So sometimes people are paired, off at least until they can form a proper relationship. As a new member, and single, you need a partner, so you have been paired off with Miss Peters, or Olivia as you may now call her.”

I leaped up in the air shouting a “yes”. I saw Olivia look across and a smile appear on her face. I hugged Mom and thanked her for setting up with the teacher I had a crush on.

Miss Peters walked to me and took my hand, I trembled as I looked at her stood in front of me in my favourite outfit I saw in at school. Her breasts looked lovely and pert under the shiny green lycra of her leotard. The leotard disappeared under her green pleated school gym skirt. And Olivia’s legs were encased in a pair of green tights and to me she looked stunning. 

We walked to the old projection room where there was a comfortable sofa. We sat down, butterflies were flying in my stomach as I gazed at this perfect woman beside me. Here I was, before today I had never been kissed properly, and now I was being handed a gorgeous woman as a girlfriend. I felt totally out of my depth and nervous of doing something wrong.

Luckily for me Olivia took control, and she pecked me on the lips before kissing me properly. As our kisses grew stronger and more passionate, Olivia took my hands and placed them on her breasts.

I enjoyed the feel of the soft mounds, and I realised that she was not wearing a bra, as I felt her nipples harden under my fingertips. She whispered in my ear to pinch them hard. I was later to find out that she enjoyed pain a great deal. But I guess that with my small hands the pinches I gave were less than she would usually expect.

Olivia’s hands were in my hair and on my bottom. She was ravenous in her passion which spread to me too, as I found myself acting the same towards her. She pulled the gusset of her leotard out of the way and tore a hole in her tights exposing her pussy to me. She grabbed my hand and told me to finger her cunt. She yelled at me to add more fingers until I had four fingers going in and out of her pussy.

Olivia was going off like a firework as she shouted instructions “more, Faster, Keep going.” We began to build up a sweat, especially with me being in my pvc outfit.

I was not to be left out as Olivia slipped a finger into my pussy. I suppose because she was far more experienced than me, that she knew to treat me a bit slower and gently than I was to her. I know though that what she was doing was blissful, and I was being transported to another place. I also knew that I was going to learn far more from my teacher than I ever thought I would.

Both of us gradually built up speed as our orgasms approached. I was breathing hard and sweating like a bucket and I felt light headed. Olivia started swearing and bucking and I watched mesmerised as her orgasm hit. She was gasping for air, as if she had just run a marathon, and her pussy muscles squeezed my soaking fingers as I passed out with my first orgasm.

I woke a short while later with Olivia bent over me looking concerned. She smiled and said welcome back as I came back to the present. We smoked a cigarette, and kissed and cuddled as we chatted about how it had felt for us both and how glad that we were to have been partnered together.

When we felt strong enough Olivia took my hand and said “how about we see what things the others are getting up to?” We went back down to the auditorium. And found ourselves in the midst of a depraved orgy.

Sue and Mary were sat beside each other on the front row with Cathy, another of the girls from my class kneeling in front of them. She was soaked in their piss, and had a fist in each of their pussies as they swore and cursed at her to do it harder.

I heard a loud smack, and turned around to the front of the church to see Miss Dean, the headmistress trussed upside down on the crucifix, as another woman in a red pvc catsuit whipped her with a dressage whip. Mark after mark appeared on Miss Dean’s breasts and stomach. And then the woman concentrated the blows on the inside of the thighs and finally directly onto the headmistresses open pussy.

I watched amazed as I could not believe anyone could take so much pain, never mind anyone finding enjoyment from it. But enjoy it she must have, as she came loudly, right in front of our watching eyes. 

There did not seem to be any perversion not being played out in that room, I asked Olivia if it was always like this ,and she chuckled “Oh no darling, not every time, but on special occasions like tonight it can get quite interesting.”

I was shocked to see Mrs Smith the 60 year old lady who ran the local nursery lying on the floor. Above her, Holly, her teen age granddaughter squatted above her face, strain showing on her face as she forced a turd out of her bottom, and onto her grandmother’s face. Once she was happy there was enough there, she squatted down squashing the mess in to her grandmother’s face.

I was a bit sickened by that, but I guess everyone has their kink, and I was still to find what mine was. I suggested to Olivia that we went to get a drink as I was really thirsty and needed to take a break from it all as it was all getting a little too much for me.

We found ourselves in what had been the men’s toilet and had now been turned into a bar area. On tv screens around the room there was porn playing and there was also a small lap dance stage. I tried my first cold glass of cider which I liked a lot.

Olivia asked if I was ok and happy and I told her that I was and she looked reassured, especially when I placed my hand on her sexy ass. It really sank in then that I had a girlfriend.

I was wondering where Mom was, as I had not spotted her in the auditorium, nor here in the bar. I was just about to ask Olivia where Mom might be when a bell rang.

“Ah all good things come to an end. It is time for the grand finale. One last lewd display to signal the end of the evening, and send everyone off into the night.”

I asked what Olivia was going to do at the end of the evening. She looked down at me and said that she would probably go home and think how lucky she was having been paired up with me.

I squeezed her hand and asked her if she would like to come home with me and spend the night. Although I had never had a boyfriend or girlfriend, it just felt right to ask, plus I really didn’t want to wake up without her next to me, and wonder if it had all been a dream. That made me realise for the first time in my life I was in love. And even better I was head over heels in love with my teacher.

Olivia hugged me. “Oh darling I would love that. I wish we could walk the streets hand in hand and kiss in public. One day perhaps, when society has grown up. For now waking up with you will be so nice.”

We hugged and then followed everyone else out to the main auditorium. On the way Kate the vicar pulled me to the side and into her office.

“You have a part to play in the finale Jane. Just relax, I will guide you and then just go with the flow of it. And most of all enjoy it. You will need these.”

Kate handed me a pair of long white latex gloves, she rubbed talc up my arms to help slide the gloves on. And then we struggled to pull them up my arms. Soon they were in place, it felt strange to have gloves on that reached all the way up to my shoulders. But they looked cool and went well with my white pvc cheerleader outfit. Kate Pulled out a small bottle and poured some liquid on to a cloth. She used this to polish the gloves to a high shine. And then she pronounced us ready.

We walked back to the side of the stage where there was a feeling of great anticipation. I looked down to see Olivia, my lover sitting in the front row grinning. I blew her a kiss as the lights came up a little more.

On the stage I saw Sue and Mary standing each side of the altar. They had changed into matching black pvc catsuits. They looked stunning with their mature bodies filling them so well. Around their waists, and between their legs they had a leather strap arrangement. To this was attached to large rubber cocks swinging down between their legs.

Kate walked onto the stage as I felt someone stand behind me. I guessed it was Mom but my attention was fixed on the stage.

“Ladies we come to the end of proceedings for the evening. Tonight, our very own Nun of Sappho will become the bride of Sappho. And to give her away we have her daughter Jane. Please give welcome to the Bride.”

Mom took my hand, and we walked on to the stage. And then I saw what she was wearing. She was indeed a bride, but dressed all in black. She looked amazing. All black lace including the veil. The main body was a shiny black satin. She really did look stunning.

We reached the Altar, and Kate had me suck and lick the dildos hanging from Sue and Mary, alternating between the two. Kate had Mom lie down on the altar. And then she nodded to Mary and Sue. They took the strap-on cocks from my mouth and walked to Mom.

Mary slipped hers into Mother’s mouth as Sue lined hers up against Mom’s pussy. They began to pump them into Mother as the congregation watched. Kate Stood beside me and started to use her fingers on my bare pussy.

I was amazed to see the rubber cock in Mom’s mouth go in so far. It made a slight bulge in her throat, but Mom appeared to manage it so well. “Your mother truly is a very talented woman Jane” Kate whispered into my ear.

Mom started to fuck herself on Sue’s cock eager to make herself come. Just as Kate thought Mom was on the brink of coming she called a halt. Mother looked at her with daggers, obviously she was close.

I was lead to kneel on the stage facing the audience. I was given a tube of lubricant and told to rub it all over my gloves. While I did this Mom was helped up and the train of her wedding dress was removed, her bald pussy was now on display.

More lube was rubbed onto Mom’s holes by Mary and Sue and they then led her to me. As Mom stood above me I was instructed to finger her holes.

I fed my fingers easily enough into Mom’s pussy but getting them in her ass was much harder. Kate whispered guidance and encouragement into my ear. “Go on dear she can take it she has taken bigger.”

Encouraged by Kate’s words I forced my fists into Mom’s ass and cunt. Mom gave a grunt of Pain as they entered but soon began to use her legs to fuck herself on my hands.

As I was doing this I caught a glimpse of Mary and Sue in a sixty nine position eagerly deep throating the juices from Mom’s body from each other’s fake cocks.

Mom was really fucking herself well now on my fists, and I noticed by the juices on my gloves, that she was going deeper and deeper. I saw under the tight fitting black satin bodice a bump appear which, was my hand inside of Mom.

Again just as she was judged by Kate, to be about to come, Kate stopped things. I was instructed to remove my hands from Mom’s holes. They came out with a plop and a load of juices. I was told that my part was over and went to sit next to Olivia.

The next final part was about to happen and I wondered what Kate had planned. Mary and Sue reappeared dragging onto the stage a large frame, which they placed each side of Mom. Mom’s hands were tied to the corners and her legs spread. Kate placed something covered with a cloth under mother. She took the cloth away unveiling a machine with two enormous dildos attached.

There was no way someone could take those, I thought to myself. The shorter one was about 12 inches long and must have been four inches in diameter. The longer on however was easily eighteen inches long and five and a half inches in diameter.

Kate pointed out to the audience that, at the base of the pussy cock as she called, it were viscous looking spikes which she told us carried a mild electric current. To prove her devotion, Mother would have to endure three long minutes with the spikes shocking her pussy.

Mary and Sue lined up the dildos under Mom’s ass, and pussy and started the machine. The two dildos started to rise and fall penetrating Mom’s holes. She screamed in agony as they started to stretch and enter her. Kate held a small brown bottle under Mothers nose. Olivia whispered that they were something called poppers and helped to loosen up bodily orifices.

As the Dildos slowly raised up on their platform, they inched deeper into Mom. As I watched I pulled up my pleated skirt and started to rub my pussy. I could feel the slimy juices from Mom’s ass and pussy on my gloves as I touched myself. The fact that my fingers had been in mom’s ass did not put me off.

The crowd behind me gave out gasps and obscene shouts of encouragement to Mom, as she was nearly at the end of the dildos and near the spikes. She was covered in sweat and gasping for breath. Finally one of the spikes touched her pussy lips and she gave a groan of pain as the electric current bit.

Kate flicked a switch telling us that the current was now on a pulsing cycle, and that although it was painful it often made women come hard. Just as the dildos hit Mom’s Pussy lips again Kate stopped the machine leaving the viscous spikes to dig Into Mom’s pussy, and the current to pulse against her lips.

Kate set off a timer counting down from three minutes, and we watched it tick down as Mother thrashed around in her bonds. But the more she thrashed, the more the spikes would dig into her pussy lips. She was close to coming, and you could see she was now using her legs to push herself into the spikes and get every inch of the dildos into herself.

Her orgasm rippled through her, and she shouted obscenities, as she came. Still the current pulsed milking every last bit of her orgasm from her. When she was satisfied Kate turned off the power and the two dildos slipped from Mom’s body.

A curtain came down, and the ladies of the congregation started to leave. Olivia and I went back onto the stage to, where Mom was still hanging in her bonds. Olivia and I bent down to look at Mom’s ravaged holes. I was amazed to see how they gaped open, and dripped lube and Mom’s juices onto the floor. I could not resist taking a lick of Mom’s juices as they dripped from her pussy, and Olivia watched me with approval.

We all helped Mary and Sue take Mom down from the frame. Mom’s legs were not working well so we helped her to a chair, where she recovered as we tidied up.

Eventually we got Mom into Kate’s car and took her home. We got her onto her bed and all helped give her a wash. Kate applied cream to Mom’s reddening holes and then slipped into Mom’s bed to lie against her lover.

Olivia and I went to my room and undressed each other, we got into my bed and held each other as we drifted off to sleep. My dreams were full of new possibilities and I slept well. It had been an eventful and the most intense day of my life, and I would wake to a new one the very next day.