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.

time, too long, had finally come out of hiding, and once out, there was no going back. "Yes, I suppose so," I responded,

hand dismissively, "We can talk about your submission to the neighbourhood's Head Mistress later. Please continue

I'd have to confront Jenny when she returned from her cheerleading retreat, although I really had no idea how even to begin. I didn't want her to know I'd been on her computer and reading her private stuff! Conflicted and confused, I shut down 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 the Literotica website in the lesbian section. Occasionally I would click on another story listed as having a similar theme to a story I was just finishing. This led me

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

punished in front of your daughter?"

do to me and how that would make me look to my daughter, as if it could get any worse than it already was! My 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

any toys?"

"No," I admitted.

that's just stupid. We'll change

agreed, although the smirk on her face had me

"So

with a brush

submission, not the incest part." "Sure

for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next

daughter right here in the room watching Karen dominate me and imagining who knows what. "Jenny, would you like to have a pet?" Karen

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

obedient little pet. She comes highly recommended... by me," Karen teased, clearly trying to humiliate me even

at me, "Whatever. Maybe later.

my newfound libido, but I ended up spending a few more hours on Literotica. I learned I could

impressed, "When the dam breaks, it really

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

would say so,"

continued, "Which

her sexual innuendo impossible to miss. "And

that led to me in this submissive predicament, this humiliating, yet utterly enthralling submission. "Yes," I agreed, my shame

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