Momma and her Dolly

Part Three: Momma’s Fuck Toy

One hot evening, Momma had not been eager to cook. Siobhan felt fortunate that she'd been able to spend the day in the cool basement, even if it had been in her cage. Now, as Momma sat back lazily on the couch in the living room with her sleeveless blouse open, Siobhan crouched at her feet, wearing only a diaper (she was wearing these more often, but found that she didn't mind as much) and a leather collar. The narrow pink collar, studded girlishly with rhinestones, was new. Momma had become fond of leading her dolly about on a leash, a degradation that Siobhan enjoyed very much.

Momma had also gotten her dolly a little heart-shaped tag, engraved with "Momma's dolly". Siobhan had gotten so wet when her sexy Momma, her beautiful goddess, buckled the collar around her neck. "There," Momma said. "There's Momma's pretty pet. What does the dolly bitch say?"

"Thank you, Momma," Siobhan whispered, trembling with need. Her Momma had been very good to her that night.

On this hot evening, diapered and collared Siobhan, her dark hair in pigtails, looked up at her Momma, who sat back with her eyes closed. She finally sighed and said, "Such a long day, my dolly. Would you give your Momma a foot rub, please?"

"Of course, Momma." Siobhan took up her Momma's left foot carefully, and started by planting gentle kisses on her perfectly manicured toes, licking slowly between them.

"Silly dolly," Momma giggled, "Give them a rub." Siobhan had frequently given her Momma foot rubs, and knew to rub down her ankles as well, slowly. Momma sighed in satisfaction.

The doorbell rang. Momma got up slowly and went to pay the Chinese food delivery guy as Siobhan remained crouched in the living room. She heard Momma call from the kitchen, "Come, dolly!" and she crawled obediently to join her Momma.

They ate, and being temporarily full, Momma thought it would be a good opportunity to lay around by the pool. Momma led Siobhan to the backyard, the leash in one hand and a drink in the other. Momma did not allow Siobhan to drink. It was an arbitrary rule; besides Siobhan's shenanigans the first time she visited Momma's house, she was not usually a sloppy drunk. Siobhan suspected that drinking had something to do with Momma's break up with Karen, but she knew better than to pry. Siobhan didn't enjoy drinking much, anyway. And when Momma occasionally smoked weed, the dolly was at least allowed to participate in that.

Momma stretched her lean body luxuriously on her poolside lounge as Siobhan knelt at her side. Momma sipped her drink and said, as she spread her legs, "Hop up here, dolly, and lick Momma's pussy slowly." Siobhan was eager to obey.

As much as Momma loved being brutal to her dolly, she herself enjoyed gentle love-making. Siobhan would have happily lapped at her Momma's sweet pussy all night long. She sucked on Momma, ever so slightly, before resuming the long caresses of her tongue along Momma's lovely snatch. Siobhan trembled, feeling the urge to go faster and get her Momma off, but she resisted.

Momma did eventually ask the dolly to eat her out, and Siobhan was just as enthusiastic in her obedience to this command. Momma's moans and unrestrained cries encouraged Siobhan as she fucked Momma with her tongue. Momma came with a satisfied moan. As Siobhan cleaned her Momma, she said, "Momma's little dolly is a good fuck toy."

Siobhan finished thoroughly cleaning her Momma and said, "Thank you, Momma."

"Come here and give Momma a kiss," Momma said sweetly. Siobhan got back on the ground and knelt by Momma's head, bending down so that Momma could grab her shoulders and kiss her deeply. When Momma kissed her like that, Siobhan knew that she really owned her.

"We should go for a swim," Momma suggested. "Would the dolly like that?"

"Yes, Momma." Momma took off Siobhan's diaper.

"You get in first, dolly," Momma said. "I want to watch you."

Wearing only her collar and the ribbons in her hair, Siobhan got on the diving board and showed off a perfect dive for her Momma, much more graceful than her first entrance into the pool. When she emerged, she saw Momma watching her with a smile. Siobhan floated around on her back, and she knew that Momma was eyeing her big creamy tits and her hard nipples.

Indeed, when Momma joined Siobhan (also naked, treating Siobhan to the glorious vision of her perfect body), she first began to toy with Siobhan's nipples. "You know how much Momma loves these big whore tits," she sighed. Siobhan, treading water, leaned in closer to her Momma's touch. Momma began to twist the dolly's nipples. "It's been a while since I punished these tits," Momma observed.

Siobhan thrust her tits into Momma’s hands. “Will you punish this bitch’s tits, Momma?” she begged.

Momma laughed. “In a little while, my dolly. Show Momma another dive.”

After a little innocent playing, Momma pressed Siobhan’s back against the side of the pool and made out with her, squeezing her tits again. Siobhan resisted the urge to touch herself, to touch Momma, and only wrapped her arms around Momma’s neck, which was allowed. Momma rewarded Siobhan by reaching down and fingering her. Siobhan moved her hips, awkwardly under the water, as best she could with Momma’s touch.

“That’s my good dolly,” Momma panted in her ear. “That’s it.  Dolly likes that, doesn’t she?”

“Yes, Momma, harder, please!” Siobhan cried. Momma laughed and obliged, and Siobhan leaned back against the side of the pool, moaning and needing Momma’s touch. “More, Momma, please, please,” she begged.

Momma kept stroking her. “That’s it my little dolly. That’s right. You can come for Momma. You’re a good girl and you need to come, do it for Momma, my love, come for Momma.” And Siobhan, gasping and moaning as the torturous pressure built up in her, felt Momma shove her fist into her cunt. This prompted Siobhan to come with a piercing, grateful scream.

Momma kept working her hand inside of the dolly, and was now fisting her slowly, deeply. Siobhan cried out again, knowing that she’d quickly orgasm again. When she got Momma’s permission, she relaxed her body and came. She whimpered as Momma pulled her fist out slowly, painfully, it was so delicious. Siobhan bowed her head and whispered, “Thank you, Momma.”

“You’re very, very welcome my dolly,” Momma whispered back, kissing her softly. Though Siobhan was exhausted from her orgasms, she obediently followed Momma out of the pool when she announced that it was time to go inside. Momma wrapped a long beach towel around the dolly and allowed her to crouch and wait for her while she dried off. Momma didn’t bother to dress again. Still naked and so beautiful, she knelt down to brush Siobhan’s hair and to put her hair into two neat braids, tied off with some new dry ribbons.

“Pretty dolly,” Momma mumbled in approval, and she hooked the leash to Siobhan’s collar and led the crawling bitch back into the house. Momma asked, “Would the dolly like some water?”

This was something else that was new. Along with the leash and collar, Momma had gotten Siobhan a doggy bowl for water. This bowl matched the collar, being bright pink with rhinestones. Very silly, though Siobhan did appreciation that this bowl also read “Momma’s dolly.”

Siobhan had teased her Momma. “Momma, I’m confused. Am I your baby, or your pet?”

Momma had laughed at this. “You’re my dolly, silly thing. You’re Momma’s bitch. You’re anything Momma wants you to be.” For some reason, Siobhan had been turned on by these words.

That evening, Momma filled the doggy bowl with fresh water from the fridge’s tap. Momma stood over Siobhan as she obediently dipped her face into the water dish, lapping at the water. She was having some difficulty lapping water; it wasn’t as easy as eating without your hands. But Momma didn’t mind if she slurped, even giggling. Siobhan stuck her ass up higher for Momma, spreading her legs to expose her holes to Momma. She still hadn’t been put back into a diaper.

When Siobhan had had her fill of water, Momma poured herself another cocktail and led the dolly to the basement. Siobhan was covered in goose bumps, she was so excited, as she crawled after Momma into her playroom. As Siobhan might have guessed, Momma had her get up on the table. Momma strapped down her wrists and ankles. She smiled at Siobhan as she began to play with her flopping tits.

“You do have big, naughty tits for Momma,” she said. Siobhan giggled. “You’ve always been ashamed of them, but they’re so beautiful. Why, my dolly?” Ever since Siobhan revealed her insecurities about her oversized tits, her Momma had been teasing her about it.

“Because I’m a stupid cunt, Momma,” Siobhan replied correctly. “I don’t know how to appreciate my own body.”

“That’s okay,” Momma said. “You have a Momma to do that for you. Aren’t you lucky?”

“Yes, I am. Thank you, Momma.” Siobhan laughed, and Momma smiled at her.

“You’ll see how much Momma loves these tits,” Momma said. Momma decided that, even though they were in the basement, she wanted her dolly’s screams to be muffled. And she knew, with what she planned to do to her, that her dolly would scream a lot. Momma was wet herself as she buckled a ball gag around her dolly’s head.

Wordlessly, humming cheerfully, Momma got some elastic wire. She showed it to the dolly before she began wrapping elastic wire tightly around the base of the dolly’s left tit. Once Momma had it tied very tightly around the base, Siobhan’s tit bulged out from the wire, engorged, like a fleshy balloon. Momma wrapped layers of wire on top, to further cut off circulation to the bitch’s tits. She did the same to her right tit.

Siobhan’s tits had been tied up many times before. She took short, deep breaths, already feeling the throbbing pain. Her skin was stretched taunt. Momma rubbed Siobhan’s tits and nipples softly as they both watched her tits turn colors.

Before proceeding with the punishment, Momma (still gloriously, deliciously, wonderfully naked…Siobhan was in heaven) straddled Siobhan’s face and pulled down the gag temporarily. Momma didn’t need to give her orders; Siobhan only had to stick out her tongue and lick and suck, as Momma leaned back onto her painful tits and shoved her crotch further into the dolly’s face, thrusting at her aggressively. When Momma came, Siobhan ate up her cream hungrily, craving it. Momma didn’t even bother to clean her off before shoving the gag back into place and jumping off of the table.

“That was nice, dolly. Thank you. Are you ready for Momma to really punish these naughty tits?”

Siobhan nodded, already moaning with desire. Her nipples longed to be stroked, twisted. Her tits were beginning to go numb. When Momma left briefly and returned with the small cattle prod, Siobhan nearly squealed with desire. Momma wasn’t going to hold back that night.

Without a word, Momma used the cattle prod on various parts of Siobhan’s already tormented tits. Siobhan screamed; Momma would wait until she’d stopped screaming after each shock, when her cries died down to helpless whimpers, before giving it to her again. Her nipples, and nearly every inch of her now bluish tits were fried. Siobhan sobbed and moaned. She dug her feet into the padded table, raising her hips and arching her back with desire as she screamed.

When Momma had had her fun torturing Siobhan’s tits, she kept them tied and began stroking Siobhan’s gaping cunt gently. Siobhan had pissed herself a couple of times while she was being electrocuted, but most of the wetness came from her need. Momma grinned, and couldn’t resist delivering a cruel prod to Siobhan’s pulsing clit. It was a good thing that Siobhan had had a few orgasms earlier, because she wouldn’t be able to get off without excruciating pain for another week.

Momma left Siobhan for a little while. She was actually just on the other side of the basement, watching a video and stroking herself. Siobhan couldn’t focus enough to try to even guess which video it was, or who was in it; she was too busy writhing and moaning in pain. After a time, maybe half an hour, Momma came back.

“Poor dolly,” Momma sighed. “Come on, my dolly, let’s go upstairs.” Momma kept Siobhan’s tits tied as she helped her from the table. Leashed, Siobhan crawled slowly after Momma up to her bedroom. In the bathroom, Momma finally cut away the elastic (slowly, with her fingernail clippers), and Siobhan felt another sharp wave of pain as the blood flow rushed back into her injured tits.

“Oh, Momma,” she moaned, sobbing. Momma knelt down beside her dolly and wrapped her in a hug.

“That was a lot of fun, wasn’t it?” Momma asked softly, twirling one of the dolly’s braids in her fingers.

“Yes, Momma. Thank you for hurting your bitch.”

“You’re welcome, baby. Now maybe you’ll learn to appreciate your beautiful tits.” Off-color and covered in cuts and burns, Momma found them even more beautiful than ever.

“I will, Momma.”

Momma stroked the dolly’s tits as she let the bathtub fill. They bathed and went to bed, the dolly in a diaper and wearing a short purple nightie. Siobhan was more and more accepting her role as Momma’s baby, just as Momma had planned. Momma had several surprises for her dolly over the next few weeks, and so that hot night, she let her sleep.

The Fourth of July fell on a Saturday that year, so Momma closed up her practice for a four-day weekend, Friday through Monday, to have a long weekend with her dolly bitch slave. The Thursday before, she worked a long day. Siobhan was kept tied on Momma’s bed, but it turned out to be anything but a restful day for her.

Momma had decided to blindfold Siobhan that morning, which was a little unusual, but Siobhan didn’t think much of it. But when she heard someone…no, at least two people…come into the house, she wondered what her Momma had planned for her. She couldn’t see the clock, but she knew that not nearly enough time had passed for Momma’s day to be over. And Momma wasn’t one of the people who came in, she knew that much…

Siobhan held her breath. She could hear voices, two men, talking; they were coming up the stairs. “She’s working all day, but she said she had a surprise for us in her room.”

“Oh, man, I think we better brace ourselves.”

Siobhan couldn’t place the voices. They came into the room. “Oh, shit!” one of them cried, laughing.

“I should’ve guessed,” the other said.

“Wait, I know who that is. It’s Siobhan! Hi, Siobhan!”

Through her ring-gag, Siobhan managed a muffled “hi.” The guys laughed, and Siobhan figured out who they were. It was Momma’s nephews, Randy and Bryan. A few years had passed since Siobhan had first met them; Momma had told her that they were going into their junior year at Notre Dame.

Momma had more or less been taking care of her twin nephews for most of their lives. Her younger sister was a mess, and Momma had finally taken the boys in for good when they were 10. They looked on Momma as their own mom, though she had introduced them to the world of sexual pleasure when they’d reached the appropriate age, by setting them up with girls in such situations as the one that Siobhan now found herself in.

This was a surprise. She hadn’t been expecting the twins, and had never been involved with playing with them before. Still, she found herself excited by this predicament as the boys contemplated what to do with her.

“She’s got some tits on her,” one of the twins said. “Remember that night she came to Nancy’s party and fell in the pool? I’ve been wanting to suck on those titties since that night.” Siobhan writhed in anticipation.

“She’s got a diaper on this one,” the other twin observed (probably shaking his head). “Oh, Nancy…” One of the twins set to taking the diaper off. “Urg, she pissed in it! Does she even let you go in a toilet anymore?”

Siobhan tilted her head and moved her shoulder slightly in a shrug, but she was embarrassed. Come to think of it, she hadn’t used an actual toilet in a couple of days…

The diaper was tossed aside, and one of the twins buried his face in her crotch. Siobhan let out a muffled cry of surprise, but rocked her hips with the motions of his tongue. He was brief, though, teasing her. The boys, young and excited, wouldn’t really give her much pleasure back that day.

Even if they hadn’t kept the blindfold on, Siobhan was pretty sure she wouldn’t have known one twin from the other. Still, not being able to see at all added some excitement to this rape fantasy, and as each twin clamped a greedy mouth around her large nipples, she was grateful to her Momma for this surprise.

The boys sucked hard on her tits, one of them biting her in excitement. Siobhan cried out into her ring gag. This was soon filled, however, with one of the boy’s cocks. They raped her mouth in turn, one coming on her tits and the other all over her face, wiping the head of his cock teasingly around her rounded lips and her cheeks.

Siobhan was really needing it now, grinding her hips into the wet mattress, but she heard the boys say that they would make some lunch before having another go at her. She didn’t protest when a diaper was put back on her (loosely, so it sagged when she crawled), and one of the twins sloppily cleaned off her face and chest with a wet cloth. They kept her blindfold on and leashed her, as Momma must have left the leash out in plain sight. They seemed to be very amused by this situation, and though they were new playmates, and so young, Siobhan felt more amused than embarrassed herself.

Siobhan blindly followed the boys downstairs, and was a little annoyed when they let her run into the walls a couple of times (but she laughed with them, a good sport). They were helpful in getting her down the stairs, though; nice boys, she knew they wouldn’t really do her any harm.

The boys found a note from Momma on the fridge, which they hadn’t noticed when they first came in. They read it aloud for Siobhan to hear.

Hello, boys!

I hope you found your lovely surprise upstairs. Have fun with my bitch. Don’t forget to feed and water her, and change her diaper. Expect me by 7, I’ll bring dinner.

Love, Nancy.

“You’ll tell her we changed your diaper, okay, bitch?” one of the twins asked. Siobhan, still gagged, nodded. One of the boys filled her water dish and removed her gag, and she could feel their eyes on her as she slurped up her water. At one point, one of the twins stepped behind her. “Keep drinking,” he instructed her, and she felt him slide down her loose diaper as he felt up her round ass. “Up a little higher, and spread…that’s great.” Siobhan forced herself to keep slurping, slowly, as she felt his hands, surprisingly graceful, all over her ass and her sex, touching her faintly. When he put her diaper back into place, she nearly soaked through it.

The boys sat down to have lunch, some sandwiches that Momma had left for them. When they asked Siobhan how she ate, she timidly replied, “My Momma feeds me.”

They laughed. “Come here, bitch, I’ll feed you,” one twin said, directing her to his side with his voice. She managed to only knock her shoulder into the table leg, which made them laugh, before crouching down next to him. “Can you beg for it?” the twin asked.

Siobhan figured out quickly what he meant. She pulled herself up next to his legs. He was wearing shorts, so his hairy legs (covered in red hair, she imagined) were exposed. She pressed her nipples into his leg and began to rub seductively. The twins got a kick out of that, and for a while they took turns feeding Siobhan bites of their sandwiches as she blindly rubbed her nipples, slit, and ass up against them, her diaper pulled down to her knees.

“Goddamn, Nancy is lucky,” one twin declared as they finished lunch. Siobhan found herself thinking, so am I.

The boys decided to have some fun in the pool. Siobhan wouldn’t be left out. They pulled off her diaper and led her out with them, and one twin covered her in sun block, rubbing it in (it had to be the same skillful hands that rubbed her down in the kitchen, she decided), as the other twin blew up an inflatable raft. Siobhan held her breath, knowing that they would tie her to the raft to float about while they swam. This wasn’t a new game, but the thought of doing it blindfolded made Siobhan a little nervous.

But she was soon in the water, floating and tied securely to the plastic handles on Momma’s raft. Siobhan lay back and listened to the boys flip off the diving board, laughing and splashing, even splashing teasingly at her between her spread legs. They decided, after a while, to fuck her, so they took her off the raft and took her to the stairs at the shallow end of the pool.

Siobhan, still blindfolded, was placed over the metal handlebar (which burned her stomach briefly when they placed her across it). Her ass stuck up in the air. The boys used some rough rope that they found nearby to tie her wrists behind her back. She felt one twin position himself behind her as the other put his hands in her hair, tilting her head back.

“Open wide,” the twin at her head said, as the other said, “Spread those legs.” They entered her simultaneously, one in her cunt and the other in her mouth, and Siobhan could only trust that the force of their thrusts, coming from either end of her, would keep her from sliding off the rail. She managed to dig her feet into the sides of the twin who was raping her cunt; she could really do nothing else, besides wiggle a bit, as they fucked her.

The young boys were quick to come, and Siobhan didn’t manage to come herself before they did, even though she was already so revved up from all the playing they’d done. The boys managed to get her off the railing without letting her fall, and led her to Momma’s lounge chair. They tied her to that, and both rubbed more sun block on her, giving extra attention her cunt and taint. One twin made sure the blindfold was still in place as they resumed their swim.

The boys swam for a while, leaving Siobhan to bake, so she was grateful that one of them remembered to turn her over, rubbing lotion on her back and ass, sliding a gentle hand into her crack. He only slid one finger into her hole, teasingly; she clinched on it and he pulled it out with a chuckle, slapping her ass gently before leaving her again. Siobhan was disappointed that he didn’t rub her pulsing clit, though she did look forward to the nice tan that she could show her Momma later.

After a couple of hours, the guys decided to head inside. Siobhan felt dizzy as she crawled behind them into the house, and was grateful when they offered her more water. She heard them take out some bottles from the fridge, probably raiding Momma’s beer supply. After Siobhan was hydrated, they took her down into the basement.

The twins wanted to have some fun with Siobhan’s ass. Her tits, she knew, were still badly bruised from recently punishments, but Momma had been taking it easy on her ass, maybe even saving it purposefully for her beloved nephews. They bent her over the padded table, tying her wrists together. One of the twins found Momma’s spreader bar, and clamped that onto Siobhan’s ankles. Siobhan held her breath as those same hands stroked her again.

“A sweet ass, too,” one of the twins remarked. Siobhan knew that the twins were in awe of their aunt, that they knew what a goddess she was. Momma had been taking good care of her dolly that summer, and Siobhan, looking at herself in the mirror the other day, knew that she looked better than she ever had, thanks to Momma’s care and discipline. She knew how much she owed to her Momma.

And if allowing Momma’s nephews to use her was part of the bargain, well, it was a small price to pay. The boys were not enormous, but she definitely felt it when they fucked her ass. They started with some of Momma’s lotion, lubing up her crack and her hole, each shoving their fingers into her and teasing her. Siobhan sucked in her breath and relaxed.

They smacked her ass raw before fucking her, As one of them grabbed her by the hips and thrust into her roughly, the other came around to her head, sticking his ass in her face. “Lick it,” he said, not rudely, and Siobhan complied, shoving her tongue into the twin’s hole as he spread his ass cheeks. After the other twin came deep in her bowels, they switched places.

After fucking her, shit and cum leaked from Siobhan’s now-gapping hole. The twins were hotly debating who should clean up the mess, when Siobhan heard the distinct sound of Momma’s heels on the basement stairs. Exhausted as she was, Siobhan was eager for her Momma to join them. She wriggled in anticipation as the twins left her on the table to greet their aunt.

“How was your drive?” Momma asked.

“Not bad.”

“No tickets this time?” Momma asked pointedly.

“Well, see, we did get pulled over outside of Chicago, but Randy talked us out of a ticket,” one twin, Bryan, said.

“Well, good,” Momma said, sounding a little concerned. “You boys need to be careful, especially around the big cities. Why don’t you just let me buy you plane tickets?”

“We’re road-tripping this summer, Nancy,” Randy said. “Hitting the open road, having adventures. That’s what you’re supposed to do.”

“Well, your adventures are costing me enough,” Momma complained. She was probably hugging them again; she loved her nephews very much. “So, how did you like your surprise?”

“Damn, Nancy, you are crazy,” Randy laughed.

They had come into the playroom. “Oh, she’s a mess!” Momma laughed. “Poor little dolly.”

“Hi, Momma,” Siobhan said from the table.

“Hello, my sweet dolly,” Momma chuckled. “Were you a good girl for Momma’s nephews?”

“Yes, Momma, we had lots of fun,” Siobhan reported, knowing that the young men felt the same.

“Guys, go upstairs and help yourselves to dinner,” Momma said. “I’ll clean up my little bitch.” The guys left, and Momma wiped Siobhan’s legs, ass, and face off with a towel. She finally removed the blindfold. Siobhan could only see spots for a moment, but as her vision cleared, she saw her Momma smiling at her.

“Good girl, dolly,” Momma praised her softly. She kissed her briefly. “You don’t mind being a fuck toy for my nephews, do you?”

“No, Momma,” Siobhan said truthfully. “They’re nice to me.”

“But not too nice,” Momma said. “They punished my little dolly’s ass, didn’t they?”

“Yes, Momma.”

“That’s good. You deserved it, didn’t you?”

“I think so, Momma.”

“So do I.” Momma looked thoughtful for a moment, but whatever thought had crossed her mind, she didn’t share it with her dolly. “The boys will probably eat and head out for the evening. It’ll be just the girls, as usual. Is this messy dolly ready for a bath?”

“Yes, Momma.”

When Siobhan crawled behind her Momma up the stairs, she saw the twins in the kitchen, standing at the counter as they ate cheap take-out pasta out of plastic tubs. Siobhan examined them for a moment. They were absolutely identical, both tanned and freckled, tall, and they did, indeed, have red leg hair. They were handsome young men. One of them had stubble on his face, which Siobhan had distinctly felt when he’d buried his face in her crotch earlier.

The boys smiled over at her. “That’s Randy, and Bryan,” Momma said, identifying her rapists. Siobhan waved shyly before Momma led her upstairs. “They like you, my dolly,” Momma said as they went into her bedroom. “I own you, my love, and I always share everything with my family.”

“Yes, Momma.”

Momma smiled down at Siobhan. “I know you understand, my dolly. You are my very good girl. I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you, too, Momma.”

Momma stroked Siobhan’s messy hair. “My sweet dolly deserves to be rewarded tonight. Such a good dolly.”

Siobhan flushed with pleasure. “Thank you, Momma.”

As the bath water filled, Siobhan eagerly ate out her Momma as Momma squatted on her face. She’d had her fill of cock that day, literally, and being able to serve Momma’s pussy again was a reward in itself. After this bit of playing, Momma and Siobhan took their bath, Momma bathing Siobhan carefully, spending extra time on her dirty cunt and ass. “Dirty whore,” Momma chided her dolly playfully.

After drying off and putting on lotion, Momma led her dolly back into the bedroom. Momma put her dolly in a fresh diaper, with extra cream for her violated holes. Momma also decided to dress up her dolly that night, so she put her in a cute little dress that barely covered her tits, and definitely didn’t cover up her diapered ass. After Momma put her dolly’s dark hair in pigtails and had put on her own silk robe, she led the dolly back downstairs.

As Momma had predicted, the twins had already ducked out for the evening. Momma made up a plate for herself of salad and pasta while the dolly drank more water. They ate together, Momma carefully forking bites of pasta into her clean dolly’s mouth. Siobhan was fed entirely from the table that evening.

Momma was feeling mellow again. On very hot days, when she’d been working all day long, Momma liked to relax for the evening. After playing all day with the twins, Siobhan didn’t mind. She and Momma went down to the basement and watched a video. The twins had made it just that day, and it showed all the ways that they raped Siobhan, even what happened out at the pool. Siobhan hadn’t known she was being recorded, of course, as she’d been blindfolded all day.

As Momma lay back on the couch in her robe, relaxing, Siobhan used Momma’s favorite vibrator on her glorious pussy. Siobhan knelt on the floor next to Momma’s knees, and Momma spread her legs enough that Siobhan could put the vibrator to her clit and please her. When Momma directed Siobhan, she obeyed, but Siobhan didn’t need much direction when it came to getting Momma off. Momma climaxed a couple of times, and panted in satisfaction, “That’s enough, my sweet dolly. Put the vibrator aside and clean off your Momma, nice and slow.”

Siobhan savored the taste of her lovely Momma as she cleaned her dutifully, swirling her tongue around Momma’s hole. As she cleaned and pleased her, Momma said, “My dolly should be so excited. We’re taking a little family trip this weekend, just Momma and her dolly and the twins.”

Siobhan raised her head slightly. “Where are we going, Momma?”

“It’s a surprise, bitch,” Momma replied cheerfully.

Siobhan was definitely surprised the next morning. She and Momma had played a bit more that evening, and had gone to bed early. When Siobhan woke up, she wasn’t in Momma’s bed, or in the basement. It took her a minute to come to her senses, since she’d been gagged and bound tightly, and it was very dark, but she realized that she had been stuffed into the trunk of her Momma’s car.

The car was moving. Siobhan had no way of knowing how long they’d been driving, but she hoped they didn’t have long to go. The trunk was very cramped, and Siobhan had to remind herself to breath. She kept imagining, with each slight bump that the car hit, that the trunk would fly open, sending naked, bound Siobhan sprawling onto the interstate.

Maybe an hour after Siobhan woke up, the car stopped. She hoped that it wasn’t just a pit stop. She was in luck, though, because the trunk opened, and above her stood Momma, wearing sunglasses and a tank top and shorts. “There’s my dolly!” Momma declared. “Good morning, my love. You were so sleepy this morning that we decided not to wake you up. Did you have a good rest?”

Siobhan nodded. It was very bright outside, and she squinted up at her Momma. Momma giggled and removed Siobhan’s bounds before helping her from the trunk.

Siobhan stood in only her diaper and collar in the middle of a gravel driveway. They were in a wooded area, the lot around them cleared just enough for the small cabin. The cabin was well-kept but isolated. Though it sat on a popular lake, it was on the opposite side from the tourists. Siobhan would frolic naked around the property all weekend, and nobody outside of their party was any the wiser.

The twins took in their own and Momma’s luggage (the only things that Momma brought for her dolly bitch slave was a box of diapers, some of her toiletries, and some hair ribbons), and Momma led Siobhan inside, allowing her to walk on the gravel drive in a pair of flip-flops. She dropped to her knees on the wooden floors when they got into the cabin.

It was an ordinary cabin, Siobhan guessed. Nicely furnished, and the small kitchen had been recently renovated. “This cabin belonged to my parents,” Momma explained as she led Siobhan around, showing her the place. “It was vacant for years, but I just had it redone. Isn’t this a nice surprise, dolly?”

“Yes, Momma. Thank you for bringing me here.”

“We’ll have a nice, fun, family weekend,” Momma declared. Siobhan knew what kind of “family fun” Momma had in mind for her.

Momma and her nephews spent most of the long weekend drunk. Though Siobhan was still not allowed to drink, she was allowed to smoke the pot that the twins brought with them. When they were all stoned on the Fourth, they all went down to the private beach behind the cabin. Siobhan sat in her Momma’s lap to watch the fireworks, resting her head against Momma’s shoulder.

Momma kissed her softly. “Is my baby dolly having a good time?” she whispered.

“Yes, Momma.”

Momma kissed her again. “Dolly, when we get back home on Monday, I need to talk to you about something very important.”

“Okay, Momma.” Siobhan was anxious about what Momma wanted to discuss, but nothing more was said about it that weekend. Siobhan spent the weekend serving her Momma and her beloved nephews with all of her energy, and when she was placed into the trunk for the ride home on Monday afternoon, she easily fell asleep to the smooth movements of Momma’s car.

When Siobhan woke up, she and Momma were alone again; the boys had decided to hit the road for their next adventure. Siobhan was in her straitjacket, strapped to the bed, and Momma was sitting at her hip, stroking her tits with gentle fingers.  “There’s my sleepy dolly. Are you well-rested, my love?”

“Yes, Momma. What did you want to talk to me about?”

Momma laughed softly. “Have you been worried about it all weekend?”

“A little, Momma,” Siobhan admitted.

“Poor dolly. I won’t leave you in suspense any longer.” Momma leaned down and kissed her dolly softly. “I love you very much, my dolly.”

“I love you, too, Momma.”

“I know, sweetheart. You prove it to Momma all the time. You’ve been an especially good little girl this weekend. Momma’s so proud.” Momma stood up from the bed. “I have to show you something, my dolly. I don’t want you to be upset. I think you’ll understand when I explain.” Siobhan was curious as Momma left for a moment. She came back with Siobhan’s laptop, open and turned on. Siobhan was puzzled, because Momma never invaded her privacy or got into her personal things like that.

Momma showed Siobhan the screen. It was Siobhan’s work email account, srichards@hollowayschools.edu. It was opened on a draft of an unsent message; the recipients were all of the staff in the Holloway district, including the school board.

The message shocked Siobhan. There were no words, just a link to a video. Momma clicked it; on the screen was Siobhan, in her diaper and collar, drinking water from her dish. Then, she was eating out her Momma under the dinner table. Then, she was taking a naked beating on the rack.

“Momma,” Siobhan asked, “What is this?”

“It’s a little message that I thought your coworkers would find interesting.”

“But Momma,” Siobhan protested, her panic slowly rising, “You can’t send that. I’d lose my job!”

“That’s the idea.”

Siobhan was shocked as Momma explained herself. “I’ve decided that I’m done with this long-distance bullshit, my dolly. I can’t do it anymore. I enjoy you more and more every summer, and this summer especially, you’ve become a perfect dolly for me. How can you expect me to let you go next month? I can’t do it, dolly. Not anymore. I’m keeping you for good.”

“But Momma…”

“No,” Momma said. “No, dolly. You don’t get a choice about staying with me. If I send this message, you will lose your job. And what would you do then? How could you go back there? But wouldn’t it be nicer if I didn’t have to resort to that? It would be much more pleasant, wouldn’t it, if you made the right decision to stay, and left your job on your own terms?”

These weren’t really Siobhan’s own terms, but she was too shocked to argue. She couldn’t believe Momma would really do something like this. “This is blackmail,” she pointed out dully.

Momma nodded in agreement. “I’m not above blackmail, dolly. I’m not above anything, when it comes to you.”

Siobhan was so torn. No matter what she did, Momma was going to ruin her career. Momma was going to make her stay, maybe keep her as a real prisoner. Siobhan wanted to stay…didn’t she think about it all the time? Didn’t her departure, and the start of the new school year, constantly hang over their heads? And now, that factor was eliminated. But Siobhan had a job, she had her own house, her own life…

As though reading her thoughts, Momma explained her plans. “If you’re a good little girl, you can go back there and resign with some dignity. And I would come along to support you. Then you could sign the deed for your house over to me. I think it could make a bit of money as a rental. But if you’re naughty, I’ll sell your house well below market value. Come now, my dolly. I know what you really want to do.”

Momma comforted Siobhan as she cried. She kept the screen open in front of them, the unsent message a constant threat. Siobhan finally said, sniffling, “Okay, Momma. I’ll stay. You don’t have to send that email.”

Momma kissed Siobhan sweetly. “Dolly, you’ve made your Momma so happy. Thank you, my dolly. This is for the best, honey.”

Siobhan knew that her Momma was very happy, and she was suddenly glad that she would be staying. When Momma untied her, Siobhan reached over and pulled her computer into her lap. As Momma watched, Siobhan hit the “send” button for the naughty email. Momma gasped in delight.

“There, Momma,” Siobhan said proudly. “Now it is on my own terms.” Now, all of the colleagues and administrators who had liked and respected her would know her dirty secrets. They’d know what she really was, and what she’d now decided to be for the rest of her life: Momma’s fuck toy.