Nearly a week had passed since Mommy gave me as a gift to my new Daddy, and I had become their slavegirl when Mommy woke me up one morning, stroking my cheek, smiling down at me.
"Wake up, Angie... you have a big day today!"
I forced my eyes open, wondering what could be bigger today than any of the other days that had passed - becoming a slave in my new home, losing my virginity on my mother's wedding night, learning to never ever cum without Daddy's permission, learning that Daddy knows every time I touch myself without permission... What else could there be?
"Sit up, babygirl," Mommy ordered, and I obeyed, knowing Daddy would see and punish me for disobeying his wife. As I sat up, Mommy saw how Daddy had put me to bed last night. First, he had dressed me in a nightgown that barely hid my always wet pussy and that didn't hide my breasts at all. Instead of covering my breasts, this nightgown only framed them with thin lace. My breasts were covered, however, by Daddy's cum, a load on each breast. Now it was dried, and made me feel like a whore, and made Mommy smile.
"Oh, sweetie, it looks like you made Daddy very happy last night! No wonder he didn't have much left for me!"
I blushed, worried Mommy would regret letting Daddy have me for his wedding gift.
"Are you mad, Mommy?" I asked, even though she didn't seem it.
"Of course not, Angie!" Mommy hugged me, and her dress felt warm against my bare breasts. "You know that I am grateful to you for serving your new Daddy like this."
I smiled up at her, feeling relieved, and Mommy smiled back down at me as she kissed my lips gently.
"And tonight, Daddy has a surprise for you," she whispered in my ear.
"A surprise?"
Mommy nodded, "All I can tell you is that we don't have to worry anymore about Daddy ever leaving us, because he definitely loves us!"
With that, Mommy dragged me out of bed and into the dining room where she had a breakfast waiting me at the table. I looked up at her, a little confused. Since becoming Daddy's slavegirl, I ate most of my meals on the floor, or begged to eat at the table.
"Today is a very special day, Angie, and Daddy and I want you to be pampered a bit," Mommy explained as she sat me down. After eating, I began to take care of my dishes, but Mommy stopped me.
"Go to your bathroom and start a bubble bath. I'll come in to help you when I've cleaned up," she swatted my bare ass playfully. "Go on, now, Daddy's coming home early tonight."
In my bubble bath, waiting for Mommy, I sat and wondered what the surprise might be. Daddy had mentioned sharing me with other men - was he renting me out? Was he selling me?
Mommy came in, stripping off her June Cleaver-esque dress and her panties and bra before joining me in the tub.
Without saying a word, Mommy sat down behind me and began to wash my back. I closed my eyes as she pushed me back against her, her hands now on my chest, washing away Daddy's dried cum from my breasts. Mommy kissed my cheek as her hands massaged my breasts, my belly, and then my bald pussy. I breathed in as I felt her fingers petting me, making sure I was still nice and smooth for Daddy. Suddenly I squirmed as Mommy's fingers took hold of my clit.
"Be a good girl, don't fight Mommy..." she sang in my ear as she continued to tease me, rubbing my clit with one hand, beginning to finger my pussy with the other.
"Yes, Mommy," I whimpered, so scared I would cum without permission and mess everything up. Mommy continued to pleasure me, rubbing and gently pulling on my clit, and fingering me with two, then three of her fingers. I moaned loudly, and then suddenly Mommy stopped, sliding both of her hands down my thighs.
I looked up at her, my head resting on her soft breasts.
"Daddy gave strict orders - no cumming until he's home," Mommy said, kissing me again.
"Thank you for helping me be a good slavegirl, Mommy," I breathed into her breasts, despite my frustration.
After the bath, Mommy had me stand with my legs spread and my arms out as she massaged a rose-scented oil into my skin that made my entire body tingle. Next she put a shiny pink lipstick on my lips, and had me kiss each of her breasts to get rid of the excess. Finally, Mommy let me get out of position to put on my dress for Daddy's surprise. It was a bubblegum pink strapless dress that hugged my body tightly. Barely hiding my hard nipples, it went just past my ass, and would definitely not hide my pussy when I sat down.
"You are so pretty," Mommy smiled at me as she showed me in the mirror.
"Mommy? What's going to happen tonight?" I asked softly, knowing she wasn't allowed to tell.
"Something wonderful, I promise," she said as she helped me into four-inch heels matching the color of my dress. Picking up some cuffs Daddy had left on my dresser from another night, Mommy took my hand and led me to the living room where she had me sit down on my cushion - a large pillow I was allowed to straddle so that my pussy juices wouldn't make a mess on the furniture. I looked back at Mommy as she cuffed my wrists and connected them to each other behind my back.
"Daddy wants you to watch a movie while I prepare myself. Now, remember, be a good girl and hold back any cum." She turned on the TV and started the film, which began with a young woman like me in a pretty dress, kneeling before an older man. Mommy kissed the top of my head before leaving me to hump my pillow, watching the older man strip the young woman, taking her body bit by bit.
I was so engrossed in the movie I didn't realize Daddy was home until he turned the TV off, smiling down at me as he stood before me, handsome as always in his dark suit.
"Did slavegirl like the movie?" He teased as I stopped mid-hump on my pillow.
"Yes, Daddy," I blushed.
"Tell Daddy what your favorite part was," Daddy ordered as he undid my cuffs and helped me stand.
"I liked it when he tied her up and made her cum while he spanked her," I looked up at Daddy as he led me to the dining room, where Mommy, dressed in a dress similar to mine except it was white with straps, had prepared a feast.
"Tonight is a special night, babygirl, and so you are permitted to eat at the table," Daddy explained as he pulled out a chair for me. I sat down, feeling my wet pussy exposed, and couldn't help but smile as Daddy pushed me in towards my plate.
Of course, I was only allowed to speak when spoken to, and so spent my time at the table unable to ask what was so special about today. Instead Mommy reported that I was a good girl, and Daddy reported about some business deals, and how helpful his assistant was. Finally, Daddy finished his plate, and the meal was over.
"Honey, go get the bag from the foyer."
Quickly, Mommy rose and left the room, and returned a moment later with a shopping bag, handing it to Daddy. Daddy took the bag and motioned Mommy to kneel. Mommy looked confused, but obeyed.
