Kenzie’s lips tormented the supple flesh of her mom’s breasts, sucked at them, licked circles around them slowly until her tongue tip circled her mom’s nipples, teasing but not touching them. Kim’s arousement demanded release and her hand crept downwards to her clit but Kenzie grabbed her wrists and pulled them above her mom’s head and held them there and said in an authoritarian voice, “No, your body is mine and I’ll decide when you can cum mom, don’t touch yourself or I’ll tie you up”. Kim moaned as she submitted to her daughters new role in the hierarchy of their incestuous family. She lay there as Kenzie learned her body, licking and kissing slowly down the front of her until her lips tormented the softness of her stomach. Her nipples pulsed, begging to be touched but Kenzie ignored them, leaving them to add to the craving need she felt consuming her mind as Kenzie teased and titillated her mothers body slowly, lingeringly. She held her mother’s thighs tightly closed as her tongue slid along the valley of groin and thigh until her breath wafted over the vee of her thighs to tantalize the bareness of her exposed clit. Her lips sucked at the skin above her mom’s vee, licked it as they moved to her thighs and laved them, bit at them before dragging her tongue wetly up the valley created by her thighs until right beside her clit she suckled her inner thigh skin, licked it as her mom’s clit pulsed wickedly. “Roll over mom” she ordered.
Kim rolled to her stomach and her hips began pressing the throbbing need she possessed into the sheets and Kenzie smacked her ass hard, leaving a red hand print imprinted on her skin, “Oh god Kenzie that hurt Kim cried”, “Don’t rub your clit mom, I told you not to once”. Then she bent and licked the redness she had imprinted on her mom’s ass and it felt so soothing to Kim and she found that she liked the pain followed by the softness of a tongue’s laving kiss, in fact she found herself wanting it. The feel of Kenzies tongue had her hips rolling and pressing once again into the bed and whack, she felt another hard smack, followed by more soft licking. Kim was squirming, her body writhing under this new dominaton by her daughter and she loved it, loved the intense pain followed by the soothing laving and she couldn’t help but writhe and her pussy flowed moisture as her hands clasped the sheet in white knuckled fists. God she was steaming with arousement, writhing, begging and constantly unable to restrain her hips from mashing her clit forcefully against the sheets until Kenzie got a fly swatter and began smacking her ass from side to side as Kim screamed and jerked with each hard swat. Then her daughter would exhibit such tenderness as she sucked and licked her asscheeks, her tongue delving deep in the valley of her ass until she was lifting into her laving, her mind agonized with desire. Kenzies lips began kissing the nape of her neck and it felt so sensual that her hips hunched into the bed again and swat!, swat!, swat!, swat! And Kim cried out in pained agony but Kenzies lips continued their journey over her shoulders, licking, sucking, slowly moving as Kim’s ass burned with a fever that had her squeezing her asscheeks and pressing her hips downward and Swat!, Swat!, Swat!, Swat!
Kenzie’s mouthings had again lowered to her ass and she laved her tongue over the inflamed flesh there, every lick leaving a coolness that the air enhanced and brought relieved sighs and moans from her mom’s lips. But then she rammed her finger up Kim’s asshole and fucked her hard with it which brought the immediate response of Kim squeezing her ass muscles tightly and forcing her hips forward into the bed, Swat!, Swat!, Swat!, Swat!, Kim had tears streaming down her cheeks and she felt so slutty and used, less than a person, but a part of her loved it, loved her ass being ravaged and the burning sensations it instilled. She was excited beyond her wildest expectations and her pussy begged the same rough treatment. The burning at her rear made her pussy and clit seem left out, yearning to be touched, beat, anything to still the cravings that filled her. “Roll over and spread your thighs bitch” Kenzie ordered her mom. Kim saw an evil in her daughters eyes and knew she was caught up in dominating her, enjoying her mom’s plight and relishing the power she held over her. She took the handle of the flyswatter, a long loop of metal and pressed it around her clit with her taut bud inside the loop of the handle and began moving it, shaking it without touching her swollen orb, just applying pressure all around it until Kim couldn’t stand it and her hand moved to her clit and rubbed it hard. “Stop!”, Kenzie ordered and Kim removed her hand instantly. Swat!, the flyswatter landed on her sensitive bud and Kim screamed in pain but the burning pain instilled a sating relief as it burned and before she could think her hand again moved towards her clit but before it arrived, Swat! Kim’s body lifted, hips out-turning and she moaned loudly, Oh god do it, hurt it, oh fuck I’m cumming and Kenzie swatted her clit twice more as her mom’s body shook with the intensity of her orgasm. Each time she hit her clit hard her mom’s hips lifted and her body again tensed and trembled in another hard spasm of sating relief. Just when Kim thought her mind was regaining a semblance of sanity, Kenzie smacked her mom’s pussy hard with the flyswatter and her labia burned like someone had stuck a hot iron to her pussy lips.
All Kim could do is shudder as she lay there feeling the burning sensation at her pussy as waves of orgasm again coursed through her. Her entire mid-section seemed to be alive with sensations both internally and externally as the stinging of her flesh enhanced the inner turmoil of her orgasms. They both seemed to be finding out about parts of themselves that had been hidden before, unknown of until their incest had brought it from them. Kim’s ass, clit and pussy seethed with residual pain from Kenzies rough treatment of them but she also felt alive as if the pain was just a catalyst to bring pleasure from deep within her being to the surface of her Pysche. She found pleasure in being controlled, submitting to another’s demands just as surely as her daughter did in dominating her.
Kinsey had wanted to make love to her mother, but when she saw how her mom had responded to her command not to touch herself she felt a power surging within her, a need to control her and bend her to her own will. She felt conflicted, torn by this need for her mother to submit and by her own need for her mom to guide her down this learning process of emotions and sexual needs. She saw her mother lying there, reddened and trembling from her abuse and she remembered her mom’s response to her sucking her clit and reasoned there were many ways of asserting power over a person. She knelt astraddle her mom’s thighs and began running her hands over her mom’s breasts lightly, rolling her nipples beneath her fingertips as she became mesmerized by their feel. She felt the fog that arousement brings to her mind slowly veiling her as her lips gently sucked at her mothers breasts.