Karen and Rod spent a delightful evening together in the commodious bed that Karen and Emily had been sharing. Rod had awoken early, kissed his girlfriend deeply and lovingly, shared some smiles together with her, and then dressed and moved off to work. Karen had decided to relax and go in later in the morning so she was lingering under the covers, still glowing from the attentions Rod had paid after the ruckus that his being caught savoring Emily's sister Leslie's open snatch had caused.
There was a knock at the door and Karen responded with a fairly loud "Come in!" A shame-faced Leslie entered. Karen had punished her very severely for her misbehavior with Rod the day before; she had even disciplined her boyfriend for his failing.
"I'm here, Miss Karen," Leslie said in a very respectful tone, "to make amends to you for what I did and allowed to occur yesterday. There was no excuse for it and I understand how I had disappointed you and my dear sister Emily. While you did discipline me for it, I would like to do something that would please you and make you accept my apology in the spirit in which I am offering it."
Karen was slightly surprised because she had rarely seen Leslie, despite her strong submissive tendencies, behave so warmly toward her.
"I'm very pleased by your coming to me this way, Leslie," she responded, "and I'm open to accepting your kind offer to please me. I assume you are willing to offer a suggestion?"
Leslie was delighted to see that her apology was being received positively, so she smiled in return, thanked Karen again, and asked if she could be permitted to please Miss Karen in her rear.
Karen enjoyed anal attention, although she had not yet permitted her boyfriend to fuck her in her ass. She grinned her assent, pulled herself out of bed from the covers, and bent over the edge of the bed, with her legs spread and pulled her nightgown up to her waist. Her small white bottom was now facing Leslie and as Karen spread her legs, her cheeks opened to disclose her sweet unshaded bottom-hole, tiny and only slightly crinkly.
Leslie bent down on her knees, crawled between Karen's spread legs, and lifted her mouth to fasten right onto the smaller woman's cute little anal rosette. With her tongue she licked right on the opening until the sphincter started to ease so that Leslie could insert that tongue right up into Karen's anus and rectum.
There was first an acrid taste that Leslie encountered as she licked inside Karen's ass. And then she sensed a stronger smell emanating from the alimentary canal. Karen herself realized that Leslie's ministrations had stimulated her bowel so that a sizeable mass was now moving down to where her tongue was inserted.
Leslie withdrew her tongue as the smell grew and said, "Miss Karen, I think I've stimulated your system and it smells like you will soon be having a BM. Do you want me to receive it?"
Now Karen was amazed at Leslie's complete submissiveness. The woman, several years older than she was, was asking her if she wanted her to let Karen's turd to exit into Leslie's waiting mouth.
"Yes, dear Leslie," Karen responded softly, "I would very much like it if you pressed your mouth back down there and let my stool pass into your mouth. Do not swallow it although you may lick. After it emerges you may remove it from your mouth and wrap it in tissue for disposal."
Having received her instruction, Leslie bent back down and fastened her mouth to Karen's little anal opening which now began to pucker and expand as the point of Karen's emerging movement began to push out. Karen felt it slide nicely from her anus and land in Leslie's open mouth.
For Leslie, the smell was overwhelming but she managed to hold the long piece of solid shit and yes, lick it a bit, before pulling a tissue up to take it from her mouth unbroken.
She then bent back down and began to lick her mistress's anus clean.
Karen loved the attention to her anus and the demeaning performance that Leslie had voluntarily provided. She stood after Leslie licked her clean and bade Leslie rise as well.
"That was very very kind of you, Leslie," she said with affection. "Because of what you have done for me, I will now remove your punishment belt and you may put your regular panties back on."
Leslie smiled, thanked her profusely, and did not forget to take the tissue-wrapped turd to the toilet in Karen and Emily's private bathroom for disposal. She flushed it away and washed her hands, face, and mouth.
Then she returned and stood in front of Karen, raising her own skirt high above her waist, disclosing the leather belt that had limited her own ability to defecate. Karen took her little key and unlocked the belt and handed it to Leslie to put away.
"I'm glad you came in this morning, Leslie," she said, "and that we are starting off on a new slate. I do think we need to get you some male company, though. Tell me how long it has been, dear, that you have had a cock inside you."
Leslie grimaced and told Karen that she had not been fucked for almost two years.
"That's far too long for someone to go," Karen said. "I'm going to find someone to take care of you in more ways than one." ***
Soon Karen's mother, Marian, who also had submitted to her daughter's will in return for being maintained at the apartment after her husband had left her high and dry, appeared, home from her work as an executive assistant. Marian had been behaving better since Karen and Emily had sent her to spend a weekend with Deb and Marge, two lesbians they had met. Deb was a striking, small, blonde dominatrix and her partner was a large, warm woman. They had put Marian through a grueling weekend of being trained as a submissive.
"Mother," Karen said with an unusually pleasant tone, "Emily called me a while ago and said she has found you a very charming little flat that you can move into. It will be within your range of affordability and Emily will very kindly provide you with a small allowance to get you started on your own. I hope this is something you will accept and enjoy."
Marian had not yet reconciled herself to being dominated by the daughter she had not treated well while Karen was growing up. But her eyes welled up now with the kindness that Karen was showing her.
"Karen, Miss Karen, dearest," she said, her eyes tearing, "I do not know how to thank you and will certainly accept this very kind gift from both Emily and you."
"You still will be serving us when we feel it appropriate," Karen added, "although we both want you to be on your own and perhaps you and I can eventually reach a decent accommodation so we can get along better."
"I so appreciate that, Miss Karen," Marian said, starting to lose her fear and her massive resentment at the humiliation Karen had visited on her since she appeared at their doorstep in need of shelter.
Karen decided she would test her mother's changed attitude.
"Marian," she said, "you can show me your appreciation by pleasuring me down where I enjoy being licked." With that, she again lifted her nightgown and sat on the edge of the bed, her legs spread and her charming little auburn-haired bush on display.
Her mother willed herself to bend down, get on her knees, and begin to savor the taste of her daughter's by-now sopping cunt. Leslie's attention to Karen's ass had aroused the small woman, and Rod's cream was still slowly leaking out from her vaginal vault into which he had deposited it during their extended intercourse that night.
Marian found that she actually enjoyed the taste of her daughter's effusions. She knew that Karen and Rod had been fucking that night with abandon and so she was pleased by the male flavor of the combined cream her daughter's cunt contained. She did start to detect a different flavor after she had been licking for a while, and then raised her head to ask Karen a dangerous question. She realized it could result in her being disciplined.
