Everyone in this fairytale is an adult. The adventures of the winsome mother and daughter continue as the Stockholm syndrome sets in, or does it? This isn't a jerk story, although there are undoubtedly steamy moments; of course, this is Lit.
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Monday morning began quietly. The only sound heard was the tossing around of my bedmates as I slipped out of bed. I went across the yard to my office to meet the courier and give him the files to go back to Jean-Paul's office and see what he had for me. After swapping packages, I went back to find out what my girls were doing. The answer became clear, sleeping. In fact, Rainey was snoring. Going into the kitchen, I got a cup of coffee. Cat wandered out of the bedroom wearing nothing more than a sleepy smile as I started out to the gallery. I called out. "Hey, you want some?" Holding up a coffee mug. Her response was a nod as she walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Linc, you have no idea how much Rainey and I wanted that last night. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts. You know we are both totally yours." Standing here outside with this, I'm not sure what exactly she is. On one level, she is my slave and will be well into the foreseeable future. On another level, she and I have begun to fill the holes in our lives. We both are hard shell Cajuns who love the traditions of our heritage. And hell having her in my arms just feels good. Two weeks ago, nothing like this was on my radar. Now I have a woman taking over my house and life. My fingers wandered along her back as she wrapped her arms around me while my mind was a million miles away. "Linc, that feels so good. Don't ever stop." I placed a kiss deep in the tangled mess of red hair that topped her head. Which led to a giggle, then a sigh of contentment.
Somewhere in the house, I heard something moving around; at first, I wasn't sure what it was. Then a light came on; that had to be Rainey coming out of the bedroom. Looking over, sure enough, it was. She watched Cat and me standing together, wrapped in a warm hug. "Rainey. Good morning." Cat sweetly called out. Together we both looked at her and smiled.
"Hi, mommy," she said in a soft dreamy voice. "Daddy, thank you for last night. I'm a little sore this morning, but I will know that today is the first day I can say I am a woman." With that said, she came over to us and became part of our hug.
As we came down from the clouds that our hug took us into. "Girls? We need to get three or four things done today. First off is to swing by the DMV and get your driver's license reinstated. Then hit the phone store and get you new phones and put them on my account. Then go back to the Mart Mart and get some more hangers and whatever else y'all need. Cat? Please put a menu together for the next week or two. See what's here and what do you need to get? Then make a shopping list. The closet in my bedroom is huge, and I think you two can get all your clothes in there easily. Rainey? This afternoon, I need you to get me all the information, transcripts and records you can get from your old school. Yes, little one, you will be going back to college. I need this information for the people who run your new school. Now you two get a move on, or do I need to spank butts?"
My attempt at intimidation met a giggle or two. "Mommy! You don't want him to spank your butt. I already know that feels like, and it ain't good." With that, the two of them flew off while I searched for another cup of coffee. Retreating out to the gallery and enjoying my coffee, I could hear the twosome doing one thing or another in the house. While I became lost in my thoughts. I ran over, and over the few details I knew about the fight that ended up with my two women arrested, which led to their enslavement. Somehow, something just didn't fit. There had to be pieces to the puzzle missing. I'd have my attorneys in the city dig around and see what they could find out.
"FOUND YOU!!! So that's where you are hiding!" I looked up to see Cat standing there with her hands on her hips and a silly smile, pushing her ears back. All I could do was shake my head. "Oh? Ya like this little outfit? Cutoffs and a crop top? Oh, dear me, I might have forgotten a couple of things, like a bra and panties, just in case my Master wants to go exploring and cop a feel while we are out. And yes, I do have a shopping list for us for the next two weeks. And, I had to send your daughter back, so she's dressed appropriately."
All I could do was shake my head, "woman? Woman you are a total imp. Now go get yourself a cup of coffee then bring them sweet bones of yours back out here and camp out on this here ratty wicker sofa with me."
"Ya knows, that sounds like a great invitation. You want a refill on the coffee?" I smiled at her and held my mug to say yes, please. With that, Cat and my empty coffee mug disappeared. As she went back into the house, I kept thinking to myself, damm, that woman has legs that go halfway to the moon, and that ass is a thing of beauty.
While I was lost in my daydream, Cat returned to the gallery with our coffee. And she curled up next to me on the sofa as she handed me my coffee. Then she curled up next to me with her head resting on my shoulder. "Hi, Mister Man. What ya thinking?" With her settled in on the sofa, my mind was racing along, asking a thousand questions while I sipped my coffee. My other hand had landed atop one of those sweet, sensitive breasts that I couldn't get enough of. When I tweaked the nipple, she gasped then softly let a long slow breath out as she pushed the breast deeper into my hand.
"Linc? Do me again, hard and fast. Slam that cock of yours deep inside my wet pussy that needs you." She rolled around on the sofa while sliding her shorts off. Then she kneeled with her head on the back of the couch as she reached around to spread her ass cheeks apart. "Like what you see? A very needy pussy that wants its Master to use it again and again." I lined up the head of my cock between the open lips of her pussy and drove into my woman in one hard thrust. Slamming into her pussy again and again like a piledriver hammering home a piling, so she knew she was mine. When my hand slapped her ass, she called out yeesss. For sure, she had become mine, my woman. And yes, I had become her man too.