While her mommy was out shopping, eighteen year old Jordan sat relaxed in the Family Room of her family's home. Dressed in gray sweats, she leaned against one arm of a black leather sofa with her legs curled up under her. An evil smile began to form upon her lovely face which was framed by long flowing black hair cascading well below her shoulders. The cause of Jordan's devilish amusement came from the diary which she had been reading for over an hour.
The diary was in fact a sexual journal written by Jordan's father who had passed away three months previous. The contents revealed in great detail the kinky sex life he had shared with Jordan's mommy. Jordan had always known that her mommy was quite docile, especially when her father was about the house. However, Jordan was shocked to learn of the true nature of their relationship. Revealed in his own hand writing, Jordan learned that her mommy had actually been her father's submissive slave girl. The diary detailed all the kinky things the couple had been involved in over the years, including bondage and discipline, public humiliation and exhibitionism. The diary also made it quite clear that Jordan's mommy was at least very bi-sexual if not an outright lesbian. It was also quite evident from the journal that Jordan's mommy relished her submissive role.
After all that she had read, Jordan wasn't surprised to find a DVD in the back of the book. Curious about its contents, Jordan padded barefoot upstairs to her bedroom. Inserting the disk into her computer, Jordan found the disk contained pictures and videos of her mommy in every kinky sexual pose imaginable. Almost all the pictures showed Jordan's mommy in the buff or very sexy lingerie which didn't hide much. There were pictures of her mommy being spanked and whipped, as well as many bondage poses. Many of the pictures showed Jordan's mommy in various sexual poses, giving both men and women oral sex, bent over and being banged in the bottom by both sexes, and several of the digital pictures showed Mommy's face covered with the cum of several men.
Jordan suddenly found herself envying her mommy's nude female form. Mommy's short strawberry blonde hair suited her oval face with its high cheek bones and chiseled chin. Her mommy's breasts were larger than Jordan had ever imagined, certainly a healthy D-cup with only a hint of sag. And, while Jordan knew her mommy was 6 inches taller than her own 5 foot 5 inch frame, Jordan had never realized just how long and shapely her legs were. Mommy's trim waist flared into softly rounded hips that women half her age would envy.
As Jordan continued to gaze at her computer screen, she heard her mommy yell from the first floor, "Jordan, I am home." The thoughts that had been floating around in Jordan's head all afternoon suddenly surged forth. In a flash, Jordan knew what she had to do. Jordan pulled the DVD she had been browsing from her computer and placed it back in her father's diary. Taking the diary in her hand, Jordan headed downstairs.
Mommy was still bringing in shopping bags from the car when Jordan got to the kitchen. She was in a cheerful mood as she bought in the trophies of her shopping spree. "Give me a hand won't you, Jordan," she asked brightly, "just wait 'til you see all the things I brought." Jordan didn't move to help, or even respond to her mommy's request. Jordan took silent amusement with the look of disgust that her mommy flashed.
As her mommy retreated towards the garage for more packages, Jordan took great delight in watching the provocative swing of her mommy's hips. The hem of the short satiny blue, wrap around dress fell to about mid thigh and only added to the sexual appeal of Mommy's long legs. The sexy formfitting dress showed off all the curves of Mommy's hour glass figure to their best advantage. She also wore a pair of blue four inch high heels which had the effect of amplifying her already prominent ass. The dress' V shaped neckline dipped between Mommy's well formed breasts and held them like two ripe melons.
After a couple more trips, Mommy had completed her chore. Putting down the last of her packages, Mommy walked over to the breakfast bar to stand across the counter from where her daughter was seated.
"The least you could have done was help me." Mommy stated firmly.
"Yeaaaa I guess I could have, Christina," Jordan replied with icy disrespect.
Mommy shook her head, and hotly shot back, "You know I hate it when you call me by my first name. What on earth has gotten into you lately?"
"The question is what am I going to do with you, Mommy," Jordan replied sarcastically as an evil smirk curled her pouty lips.
Mommy's face began to turn red, a clear signal of her growing anger, "Now STOP that this instant, Jordan, you know I hate that name, Mommy."
"I know, Mommy," was Jordan's cold retort.
Mommy's patience was clearly running out, "Young lady I have just about had it with your attitude lately. We ..."
Abruptly, without waiting for her mommy to finish, Jordan sweetly changed the subject, "Wouldn't you like to know what I have been reading the last few days, Mommy?"
"No I would not. We have to ...,"
Again Jordan interrupted her mommy with innocent sweetness, "It's father's journal." Sliding the book across the counter to her mommy Jordan added, "Here, maybe you'll find it as interesting as I have."
"What?" Mommy seemed a bit surprised. "Your father didn't keep a journal."
"Yea, he did," Jordan almost purred as she stood and began to walk around the counter to stand closer to her mommy. You should read it Mommy. There is a lot of stuff about you in it."
Mommy visibly gulped unsure of what to do. "Well ...ahh ... I'll look at it later."
In the blink of an eye Jordan decided upon a "pre-emptive" strike of "shock and awe". Without warning, Jordan pulled her arm back and delivered a bitch slap which landed squarely on her mommy's left cheek. The loud slapping noise exploded throughout the room at the same instant Mommy squealed with pain and shock as her head snapped to her right. She barely had time to recover before Jordan struck again with another bitch slap to the same cheek.
"I know what a bitch you are, Mommy," Jordan laughed. Jordan again bitch slapped her mommy, not allowing her a chance to regain her senses. "You're nothing but a slut." Another bitch slap lashed Mommy's cheek, this one was more powerful than the others.
Mommy's knees buckled and she stumbled, falling to the floor. But Jordan didn't allow her a reprieve as she grabbed a hand full of blonde hair and pulled her back to her feet. Tears streamed down Mommy's cheeks as she instinctively whimpered, "pleasssssss."
"You were nothing more than daddy's sex slave..." Jordan sweetly purred as she slapped her mommy again. "...just a submissive cock loving slave bitch." Jordan's words stung her mommy nearly as much as her unrelenting slaps. "I know everything, Mommy," Jordan continued. "I know you're nothing more than a pussy sucking, ass licking slave slut." With that, Jordan used all her strength to deliver another bitch slap to her mommy's right cheek which sent her sprawling onto the tiled kitchen floor.
Mommy sobbed openly, knowing that everything Jordan had said was true. "And," Jordan continued to torment her mommy with words, "I know something else. I know you loved it. Didn't you, Mommy?"
Mommy lay sprawled on the floor unable to regain her composure. Reaching down, Jordan grabbed the neckline of her mommy's mini dress. Without pausing Jordan began to drag her mommy back to her feet.
"I asked you a question, slut," Jordan literally screamed.
Still in a total state of shock, Mommy was unable to answer while tears continued flooding down her cheeks. Jordan couldn't believe the excitement she felt as she dominated her mommy. The overwhelming sense of power and control sent waves of heat sweeping throughout her youthful body. Much to Jordan's surprise, the heat seemed to land squarely between her legs. Jordan grinned to herself as she realized her years of martial arts training, which Mommy had insisted upon, would now pay unexpected dividends.
