Anna Taes Control

I want to thank everyone for the positive response. I am overwhelmed. I never expected so many people to read the first part of Anna Takes Control. As a new writer here, I was nervous about publishing Anna Takes Control. Those fears are still there but I am more confident in myself. I hope you enjoy the second part of Anna and Crissi's journey.

When I started writing this, I thought I had it all planned. The characters took over and many things happened, not even I was expecting.

This story features lesbian family sex, spanking, humiliation, and romance or heartfelt moments in a Domme/submissive relationship. I should also mention that this is completely ridiculous and 100% fiction. If this is not your thing, you should probably read something else. If you are not of legal age to read such smut, go play Fortnight and leave this site.

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Chrissi woke in her room, alone. Waking alone is not foreign to Chrissi, but her surroundings were foreign to her. Groggily she slowly opened her eyes as everything slowly came into focus. This wasn't the room she has slept in for the past 11 years. The room she once shared with her husband before he passed away. This was her daughter's room. The keyword being 'was'. As she rolled over, she remembered moving into this room at her daughter's demand. Pulling the blanket tighter to her body, she felt the warm material brush against her bare skin. Chrissi shivered as the night before unfolded in her memories. There was a strong hint of shame but she was unable to deny her arousal.

"Why did I let things get this far? I should have put my foot down the moment Anna started bossing me around." Chrissi thought about her past, a member of the PTA when her daughter was in school. A loving wife who had never strayed from her equally loving husband. A mother who hugged her daughter when she came out as a lesbian. Honestly, Chrissi wasn't surprised when Anna told her but she was proud of her daughter for being herself. Then Chrissi remembered the beginning of her downward spiral that lead to this moment. She remembered drunkenly kissing Maggie, her daughter's girlfriend of 3 years. She remembered the secret meet-ups, the multiple orgasms, and the deceit. Chrissi felt horrible about what she was doing to Anna but she secretly craved the deceit. She loved how naughty she felt when she would meet Maggie for a secret rendezvous.

Her thoughts came to a halt as Anna walked into her room. "Bimbo, I want breakfast, and there better be a cup of coffee in my hand within the next 10 minutes."

Anna left the room as quickly as she entered. Chrissi got out of bed, looked in the mirror, and saw her messy platinum blonde hair. Brushing her hair with her fingers, positioning it behind her ears, she forced a smile and left the room. Making her way to the kitchen, she turned on the single cup coffee maker and waited for the final drips of coffee to drip into the mug. Meekly handing her daughter a cup of coffee she began to prepare breakfast.

Anna, grinning as her naked mother began to get to gather ingredients for her breakfast. "Bimbo, you may wear an apron. I would feel horrible if you got grease burns on those tits of yours and even worse if grease somehow splashed on your cunt."

"Thank you, Anna. That is very thoughtful of you." Chrissi couldn't believe she was thanking her daughter to be told she could wear an apron. At least, the apron will provide some sort of modesty, even if it was for a fleeting moment. Once again, that feeling of shame clouded Chrissi's mind as she flipped pancakes. Moments later, Chrissi had two stacks of 3 pancakes, setting one in front of Anna. Sitting down across from her daughter, Chrissi made sure her legs were spread.

"After we eat, I want to see your finances. You will give me access to your phone and I expect a list of your user names and passwords for all of your social media as well as the previously mentioned bank apps. After that is done, you may get ready. I will have clothes ready for you when you are done making yourself pretty."

"Anna, may I ask a question?" Chrissi's voice shocked as her daughter made it known that she would have no say in her life.

"Normally, those are only for dinner but after you gave me one of the best orgasms in my life last night, you may, without repercussions. Just don't get used to it."

"Isn't this going too far? I understand our, umm," Chrissi tried to think of the right words, "new normal, if you will. My finances, my social media? Can't you just be happy with using me and my servitude?"

"I could be happy with that. If I remember right, my dumb mommy bimbo begged to cum and in doing so, gave herself to me. This is simply me taking what is mine. You are no longer Christine Anderson. You are Chrissi the bimbo. Christine Anderson was a loving mother but she was a lying bitch. She broke my trust by fucking my girlfriend. The person whom I thought was the love of my life. Chrissi the bimbo, on the other hand, will be trustworthy because she won't be able to hurt me. Think of this as my insurance policy and might I add, this premium makes COBRA insurance seem affordable to a recently laid-off person. I hope those orgasms were worth it. Those moments of lust with an even shorter moment of bliss were worth it, Cunt McGee." Anna stabbed the last bite of pancake onto her fork before putting it in her mouth. Reaching for her coffee, "Clean up this mess and bring me what I asked for." Leaving the table as Chrissi sat with her mouth open, speechless.

Chrissi moved in a daze, clearing the table. Mentally, she was just run over repeatedly by 100 city buses. She had shamefully accepted her new life, but her daughter just saw the line and drove over it at 100 miles per hour multiple times. She faintly smiles as the last piece of silverware was shining as she put it in the drawer. She dutifully went for her phone, seeing her small room once again. If her nudity and glances of her blonder hair weren't already a constant reminder of her new life, this room was a smack in the face. Going through her phone, she noted every app that needed credentials as she wrote the credentials on a sheet of paper. Once finished, she brought the phone to her waiting daughter.

Anna, sitting on the couch, took a sip of her coffee, as Chrissi entered the room. As soon as the exchange was made, Chrissi went to the shower, not bothering to close the door. Anna quickly entered the passcode to open the phone and then went straight to her mother's bank app. She always knew her family was well off but was never aware of well off they were. Seeing the numbers on the bank app, she made the decision she will not be going to work tomorrow or ever again. Then she went to the first social media app listed on the paper, pressing the blue button with a white "F", Anna changed her mother's first name from Christina to Chrissi. Making a mental note to scroll through her messages later, she left the app and continued to do the same on other apps.

Looking at the time, Anna got up to get herself ready and find something for her bimbo to wear. Settling on a pair of jeans, green panties, a loose-fitting t-shirt, socks, and her comfortable sneakers. Setting the clothes she had selected for her mother on the floor outside of the smaller bedroom. "Slut your clothes are in the hall ready for you," Anna called into the room as she saw Chrissi applying make-up on her face. "Thank you, honey," was all Chrissi could muster.

As Anna waited in the living room, she pondered on her mother's words at breakfast. Yes, she could have stopped with a serving mommy slut but she wanted to show her dominance. She wasn't lying about the insurance policy, either. If she showed weakness this early, she knew things would unravel like a snag in nylon thigh highs. Her plans for the day were just getting started and she wanted her slut of a mother to feel the consequences as quickly as possible.

Chrissi walked into the living room wearing a tighter white crop-top than she wore yesterday and a pair of shorts that were cut lewdly so her ass cheeks were hanging out. She recognized the top as one she argued with Anna the first time her daughter came home wearing it. The shorts she recognized as a pair of her favorite jeans, always made her ass look great. There was a certain amount of irony as her ass was now on full display wearing the shorts. Lastly, she wore the same 4-inch pink heels that she wore yesterday. Her make-up was perfectly plastered on her face and her blonde mane of hair was styled so it laid flat, parted in the middle of her head.

Anna saw her and smiled. "Looks like my bimbo is ready to go shopping but I don't like those shorts. I thought I would but your cunt would be covered. I know what would be perfect. Go to the middle drawer of my dresser and put on the red skirt that is sitting on top. Before you leave to do that, take off those shorts."

Chrissi unbuttoned the shorts and slid them down her legs, carefully stepping out of them in her heels. She entered her previous bedroom and found a red skirt, if it could even be called that, just a piece of fabric that fitted around her waist. It was somehow shorter than the pink mini-skirt she wore yesterday. She wondered if her daughter ever wore this mini skirt. If she did it was probably for Maggie. Maggie, the same woman she had an affair with.

Walking back into the room, Chrissi could feel drafts of air hit her cunt and ass. Was she already wet just by dressing in clothes that even the cheapest prostitute on the corner would find to be too revealing?

"That is much better, wouldn't you agree? I know my mommy slut wants to fully immerse herself into her new role. Haven't you always told me to 'shatter the glass ceiling in anything I do'? Well, slut that is exactly what we are doing."

"Yes, Anna this is sluttier," Chrissi replied. Once again, she was surprised by her daughter as she quoted one of her favorite mottos. Her daughter handed her the pink purse that said 'Bimbo" on it as they both walked to the door.

Once in the car, Chrissi couldn't help but notice that her daughter was once again driving past all of the shops in town. Her legs spread as far as the car seat would allow, her cunt on full display. 30 minutes later, they were in the next town, parked in a lot filled with cars. She felt her daughter's hands yanking on her sensitive nipples, making them hard. "Don't forget how you are to bend, slut. I always want to see that ass sway with each step. When in public, you are to ooze sex appeal. Over time, I am sure it will be as natural for you as breathing or making your daughter cum." Anna let out a schoolgirl-like giggle as she said that.

Entering the store, both women's eyes grew wide. Anna has never been in this store that allowed only adults. Why would she? There was a perfectly fine adult store in the town she lived in, but she didn't want to risk anyone recognizing her with the slut she was with. Mainly, she didn't want anyone to see her with her mommy bimbo. She knew that would change as she got used to her new life. When in public, she felt like she was dipping her toe in the water. She wasn't ready to dive into the deep end of the pool. Still, this was a rush and she knew her green panties could be used as evidence exhibit A.

They meandered through the store. The bright lights make the latex dresses shine, the toys on in the aisles glisten, and the bright colors of the slutwear pop in full technicolor greatness. "If only early technicolor could have made Ginger's dresses pop like this on Gilligan's Island," Anna thought thinking back to one of her first celebrity crushes. Looking at her mommy slut, she playfully spanked Chrissi's ass.

"Chrissi, it is your chance to make me proud. You are to select a few pieces of clothing that scream "I am a bimbo slut!". I am going to leave you alone for a bit as I look through the store. After you get your clothing, you are to find no less than 5 DVDs that you want to watch." Anna once again playfully spanked her mother's round ass as she walked away.

As Chrissi began looking through the racks of dresses Anna walked down an aisle that was filled with dildos and vibrators. She saw a small purple vibrator that reminded her of the first time she and Maggie went to a sex store. Both were shy and that was all they purchased. This exact brand. A moment of heartbreak filled her heart. She couldn't help but feel hurt but she didn't want a pity party. Well, she might have if the other woman wasn't her mother. She didn't have anyone's shoulder to lean on. She had friends, but Maggie was her world. Over time, friends have become acquaintances. It was never meant to happen that way but it is something that always happens with long-term relationships. Your best friend becomes your significant other and no other friends can match that level. Maybe she will try calling one of her friends later she thought. Then she saw it, a 12-inch black dildo. This will be fun to watch her bimbo use at her whim. Turning the corner she saw something else that she knew she had to have. A pink leather collar with a silver D ring in the front. It was plain but it caught her eye.

Anna continued to walk around the store aimlessly. Trying to keep her mind on her new life. Planning for her future now involved using her mother. Perverting Chrissi into a mommy bimbo slut that she will be proud to have molded. The sound of high heels tapping on the tiled floor brought her out of her trance. In front of her was Chrissi with her arms full with what appeared to be stretchy pink clothing and balancing a stack of DVDs.

Loud and stern Anna spoke, "Ugh, go get a shopping basket you dumb mommy slut! You are going to drop everything on the floor." Anna's voice was surely heard throughout the store. Not that the store was busy but a few customers were browsing for their own deviant needs. Chrissi instantly felt her face turn red from embarrassment as she hurried to find a basket. She was sure there were eyes on her as she spotted a stack of two baskets sitting on the floor. Sighing, she bent at the waist, feeling the short piece of fabric glide over her bare ass. Holding the basket, she noticed a sign at the cash register that wasn't there before. Surely, this was Anna's doing. Chrissi hurried back to her daughter, pushing the thought of the sign from her mind.

Not seeing what her daughter put under the skimpy dresses as the 12-inch dildo caught her eye and imagination. "Anna, is it okay if I get new shoes while we are here? I think, umm, a bimbo like me needs a collection of high heels." Chrissi is still not used to calling herself a bimbo and certainly never thought she would be degrading herself for her daughter. Anna was happy by the question but decided to have fun, "You may get a pair of shoes for every body part you expose until we leave. Your tits count as one, your ass counts as one, and your fuckhole counts as one. You are at least getting one pair, mommy slut."

"Does my daughter have no shame?", Chrissi pondered this as she slowly slid the tight crop top over her head. Chrissi, the once-proud mother, was standing topless in the middle of an adult toy store, swaying her hips with each step as she bent at the waist to pick up a pair of pink high heels. The heels were 6 inches. The toes were pointed. Trying them on, she realized she would need to practice wearing these at the house. Then Chrissi saw another pair of hot pink shoes. They have embodied everything a bimbo should strive for she thought. There was a dilemma. She liked her first selection and loved the second selection. Yet, she didn't want to put one pair back. Anna was standing near her, watching the once strong-willed woman trying to make her decision. Just two days ago, Christine would have purchased both pairs of shoes without a thought. Not in this style, but she wouldn't have thought twice. Now her modesty and humiliation were on the line. Looking at her daughter, she made her choice, hooking her thumbs under the material that she attempted to pass off as a red mini skirt. Sliding them down her legs. Bending over to hand them to Anna, she stood naked and had to make one more selection.

There were catcalls whenever some pervert walked past her. Anna laughed and encouraged her mother to play with her tits each time someone made a lewd comment. The third pair wasn't as easy to find. She knew they had to be pink but she didn't like any of the styles. That was when she found stripper shoes. Platformed 2 inches, making the heel 8 inches. She put them in the basket as her daughter watched.

"I think this is a good start Chrissi. The card is in your purse. I will stand with you as you make the purchase." Anna and Chrissi began walking towards the cashier. The sign once again became visible. "Daughter fuckers get 10% off up to 50% off for each spanking given to them by their daughter," the sign read.

"We would be stupid to not take that offer, mommy slut." Anna cooed into her mother's ear. Earlier, Anna convinced the tattooed girl behind the counter to put up the sign, explaining she and her girlfriend were in a deep role play. Not only that, but her girlfriend loves to be humiliated in public.

The tattooed employee looked at the couple, "I see you are looking at the sign. That offer is only available for the next few minutes. Think of it as our pink light special. The daughter fucker must admit what she is with each spanking. Are you two interested?"

Anna answered, "Yes we are. Just to make sure, all I have to do is spank the horny mommy slut and she says what she is and we get up to 50% off our entire purchase?"

"That's right! You will have to use your hand though as I can't discount the paddles."

"That is fine with me. We can't pass that kind of bargain!"

"Mommy slut, place your hands on the counter and bend over with your legs spread. Just like you do at home."

Chrissi once again feeling her boundaries being pushed, did as she was told. Standing naked in a store bent over for her daughter to spank her. She felt Anna's hand spank her ass. It stung but nothing like the paddle.

"I'm a slut used by my daughter!" She screamed.

Anna's hand spanked her mother's round ass harder. This time she let a finger slide into Chrissi's cunt.

"I eat my daughter's pussy whenever she wants!"

The tattooed girl behind the counter was watching this play out in disbelief. It wasn't the first time a couple has the store for a sex-filled playground but never like this. Never fully nude and it was usually a wife giving a blowjob to her husband in the corner.

Anna's hand landed on Chrissi's quickly reddening ass, leaving a wake of ripples of flesh on Chrissi's ass.

"I am my daughter's bimbo fuckdoll!" Chrissi screamed as she remembered a word she heard in the porn from last night. She hated to admit to herself she was enjoying this. She could feel her cunt juices dribble down her inner thighs as she spread her legs wider, pushing her ass in the air.

Her daughter's hand crashed onto Chrissi ass. She knew that spanking left a handprint that was proud to have.

"I am a mommy who lives to serve her daughter!" Chrissi wasn't sure at first how truthful the words she was screaming were at first until she screamed this. She was humiliated and ashamed of what she was doing which conflicted with the thought of love she had for Anna at this very moment. She wasn't able to understand her emotions. "I guess I am a dumb bimbo after all," Chrissi thought.

Anna saw her mother's leaky cunt on full display and decided on her last target. Her hand sliced through the air landing directly on Chrissi's exposed cunt.

Tears formed in Chrissi's eyes as the pain sent shivers of excitement through her body.

"I'M LOVE MAKING MY DAUGHTER CUM ALL OVER MY MOMMY SLUT FACE!!!!" Chrissi's scream bounced off of the walls throughout the store. She saw there was an audience of perverts as she turned around thanking Anna for her spankings.