Carvella 12 - Venice Part 2 - Mother Daughter love
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The chapter where Sarah and Linda finally make sweet Mother-Daughter love. Oh you naughty naughty Moore ladies.
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Linda was having the time of her life in Venice with Tatiana Carvella.
They traveled around Venice as a group, as tourists some days, as glamorous women another. Visiting the other islands; Murano for the glass works, Lido for a couple days at the beach (where they all went topless, something Linda would NEVER have done on her own). They toured the whole of Venice, sampled many of her finest restaurants and met interesting people almost daily. Tatiana was a modern Cleopatra, normal people sought her favor like she was the flame and they but lowly moths.
Linda felt pride in being her property.
She kept a copy of the slave contract folded in her purse, its creases now worn and dog eared with her many many readings of it.
Slave.
It felt so right when your Mistress was Tatiana.
Around the Palazzo, clothing had become less and less important. Most often they were in comfortable lingerie and panties and luxurious silk robes if they wished. It was warm enough in the house that extra clothing was not needed and with all the sex going on, getting dressed seemed unimportant.
Besides, Tatiana had procured a wide variety of the finest negligee and lingerie that they were also just enjoying the fun of it, the luxury of it, the beauty of it. It was fun to dress sexy all the time.
During the days they often had the masseuses in attendance and they all engaged their experienced services. Quick trysts were common during the afternoons as they often took naps.
But the evenings after returning from dinner was when the deep sexual experiences occurred. Partners were switched nightly until all had been sampled. Tatiana had them all of course, but Dania slept with everyone as well, and the two stewardesses turned into sensual djinnis, always willing, always enthusiastic, always wet and ready.
The only pairing that did not occur was between Linda and her daughter Sarah.
Always the trysts were organized in such a way as to prevent the two of them getting paired up. It was an unwritten rule of the household. But with Carnival only a week away, Tatiana was intent in ending this situation. She was ready to hatch her plan this very evening. Tonight the two Moore women would have pressed through the barrier and consummated their inevitable entwinement.
For Tatiana this was almost as important as taking Linda's final anal virginity, for which she longed to take. Control was her aphrodisiac. Control of women and girls in particular. She loved it when she was able to control a woman, even more than the sex. Linda as her slave had been one of her greatest conquests, the woman was so compliant she was a perfect sex-slave. And the inevitable anal conquest made her smile in anticipation. In her fantasy she could almost feel the plastic strapon dildo penetrate and slide deep inside Linda. She dreamed of the mewling of Miss Moore as combined pain and pleasure overwhelmed her woman.
But always part of the allure of slave-Linda was Sarah her daughter. Always part of the control over Linda that Tatiana craved was the coupling of the mother and daughter. Breaking the taboo of mother-daughter sex. Breaking Linda and controlling her and her daughter and bringing them together in lesbian sex.
She had been maneuvering them closer since the start. Linda had fought her feelings and denied the attraction she felt for her daughter. But the shell of taboo was oh so thin now, and it would take but a nudge to crack it.
Tonight she would break that remaining shell and bring about the coupling she so desired.
Tatiana licked her lips in anticipation and smiled a feral smile of presumptuous victory.
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They ate their dinner at Al Covo where Tatiana of course knew the chef Cesare. He came out and they spoke rapid Itallian to each other while laughing a few times like old friends. The other 5 women at the table sat and listened in stupid silence. When they were done chatting Cesare kissed Tatiana's hand and he went back to the kitchen. There were no menus provided and the meal was served in courses, obviously only chef specialties.
They made their way back to the Palazzo for the night. Mrs. Girodano had prepared a late evening repast on the terrace overlooking the Grand Canale, some light fruits and cheeses and a prosecco wine that was light and airy.
They drank a few glasses and watched as the bustling canal traffic flowed below them. The sun set and the lights of the ristorantes came on like lightning bugs. The sounds of the city quieted from the rush of the day to murmur of the evening.
Julia and Bridget left first to go off to bed, they had there arms around each others waist and Julia leaned her head against Bridget. They were developing a deep loving relationship themselves. Venice would be an experience that would have lasting impact on all their lives, not the least of all the two beautiful stewardesses.
A short time later Dania grabbed Sarah's hand and dragged her from the porch, she glanced at Tatiana as she left, the beginnings of the plan were underway. Dania would get Sarah ready.
"Miss Moore," said Tatiana.
"Yes mistress." answered her pet.
"Lets go inside and get you out of your dress."
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"Sarah, you are ready for this jyes?" asked Dania.
They had just showered and Dania was brushing Sarah's hair. Sarah looked up in the mirror and met the reflection of Dania's eyes. She took deep breath and let it out, there was a slight shudder as she exhaled but she nodded.
"Do not feel the pressure from our Mistress, from Tatty." she smiled, she and Sarah had taken to calling her by the cute nickname in private. "I will stand with you and us will be strong. If you wish."
Sarah reached behind her and took Dania's hand in hers. "I'm ready dragostea mea." Sarah loved using the exotic phrase to her lover.
She was very ready.
Sarah had been ready since she'd seen her mom topless many weeks ago by the pool. Since she'd seen Tatiana kiss her. And especially since the plane flight last week when she had made her mom cum remotely. Ever since then she'd fought her lustful thoughts.
The constant sex here in Venice and the clothing optional attire during the day (especially the stewardesses more and more) had only exacerbated her struggle with her libido. She was constantly horny. Constantly wet. Wearing panties was a problem sometimes what with all the near nakedness and the masseuses and the near constant smell of pussy. She'd put on a clean pair and then in half an hour they'd be wet again.
The worst (or best) of it was that she kept seeing her mom scantily clad. The whole house was skimpily clad and her mom as well. Whether just panties and a bra or a negligee or a small sexy robe. Always she and her mom seemed to be peeking at each other, blushing at each other. Sarah had lost count the times she'd seen her mom naked now. She was a beautiful woman and she knew why Tatiana chose her. She knew what her mom was to Tatiana, she knew now that her mom had agreed to be Tatiana's slave.
