Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Bedding The Babysitter: Ep49

Then I found some saved chats. The more I read, the more stunned and shocked I became at what my baby, my sweet innocent Jenny, had been up to right under my nose! I read through some chats with a Dr. Meg, who was clearly seducing my daughter, and later found some chats of my Jenny attempting rather bluntly to submit to some stranger online."

Karen, always one to troll for the shock value, teased, "Do you know who Dr. Meg is?"

"No, idea," I replied, although I was very curious.

"Your next-door neighbour Megan," Karen revealed.

"No!" I responded, totally shocked. Karen had babysat for Megan for over a year. Megan had an adorable young child. It didn't seem possible.

"Yes," Karen rebutted, "isn't that so, Jenny?"

Jenny whispered, almost inaudibly, "Yes."

"And what's more, she is Jenny's and my Mistress," Karen revealed.

I couldn't imagine someone more powerful than Karen so I responded, slightly dazed by yet another bombshell, "I can't believe that."

"Believe it, slut, but believe it or not for now, soon you'll receive your proof when you're on your knees with both of us beside you on ours, submitting to her too," Karen proclaimed. "I feel just like John the Baptist, saying that!" she chuckled irreverently.

Megan was a beautiful woman and until this very moment I'd considered her as just a friendly, sweet neighbour. But now with my own naughty side unleashed, I could imagine her exactly as Karen described, as a powerful Mistress whom I too longed to please.

"Do you want to submit to Mistress Megan?" Karen asked me.

"Do I have a choice?" I responded.

"We always have a choice," Karen pointed out.

I could have prevented this submission to her from occurring... maybe. But a dark side of me, a side I'd held in check for a long time, too long, had finally come out of hiding, and once out, there was no going back. "Yes, I suppose so," I responded, trying to avoid sounding as eager as I really was and looking like the fool who rushed in. Yeah, right! It's a bit late for that,

talk about your submission to the neighbourhood's Head Mistress later. Please continue your

her computer and contemplated how I might deal with this. I didn't get anywhere, so I just went to bed and jilled off endlessly before falling asleep. "The next day, yesterday, I must confess I spent hours online, reading story after story on

it's not important," I responded, trying desperately to make it

you like be punished in front of your

face flushed with embarrassment I admitted, "There was a story called 'Mommies Make Good Puppies' about a daughter who dominated her Mom and made her into her pet, like a puppy.

have any

"No," I admitted.

just stupid. We'll change that

smirk on her face had me

"So

a brush fantasizing about being your daughter's

not the

next chapter is just

desperate to end this talk of incest, especially with my daughter right here in the room watching Karen dominate me and

at the question. Jenny luckily had the same mindset as mine and

good little pet for you. A very obedient little pet. She comes highly recommended... by me," Karen teased, clearly trying to humiliate me even further. Jenny shook her

"Whatever. Maybe

few more hours on Literotica. I learned I could search by tags and searched under the lesbian category using tags like submissive, blackmailed, domination, teenager. I don't know

the dam breaks, it

"I also tried endlessly to think of a way of talking to my daughter. Jenny, I still hadn't come up with a plan that looked at all feasible by the time you were due to return home last night, so I just chickened out, fled to a donut shop and sat there stuffing my face with pastries while I avoided the inevitable confrontation with you, knowing I couldn't hide forever. By the time I came home and snuck in the front door you were asleep in bed. I thought maybe I could deal with it today somehow, maybe just blurt out something unbearably awkward and

would say so," Karen

"Which I guess leads

it certainly does," Karen responded, her sexual innuendo impossible to miss. "And your final submission as my

yet utterly enthralling submission. "Yes," I agreed, my shame burning so hot I thought I looked like

I just sat around fretting nonstop about you, quite frankly. I opened the door and there was Karen in her usual