Mothers and Daughters Pt. 10

Decisions, Decisions

Nate woke to his 5:30 alarm. He crawled over Briana, who was awake on her back. He dressed quietly in his running gear, and stepped over the safety gate at the top of the stairs, and left the apartment. He put in a long run, and returned just before 7:00. He made some coffee and then climbed over the safety gate again and woke the girls. He told Martha she had 20 minutes to do both their enemas and then he would help Briana in and out of the shower tub.

With no chance for privacy, Martha administered her own enema in the bathroom while Nate showered right next to her. Once again, she heralded the completion of her enema with a hearty blast into the toilet bowl. Then Martha reloaded the hot water bottle with salt water, and told Briana to bend over. She pushed the lubed probe up her daughter's ass, and waited while the brine filled Briana's bowels. Nate stepped out of the shower and started toweling off just as Briana barked the enema effluence into the toilet bowl with her own measure of embarrassment.

Still with her hands locked behind her head, Briana could not safely step in and out of the shower without risk of falling down and seriously injuring herself, so Nate wrapped his arms around her belly from behind, and pivoted her into the tub. Tischendorf of the AeB didn't mention anything about the ankle bracelet getting wet, so Nate assumed there was no problem with Briana taking a bath or shower. Martha administered a complete shower and shampoo for Briana while Nate dried and combed his hair. When Briana was done, Nate safely lifted her back out of the tub again. He went to the bedroom to get dressed while Martha showered herself next. Briana stood and waited for Martha's help.

Once he was dressed, Nate told Martha to grab whatever Briana needed for the day, and he would help her downstairs. Nate removed the safety gate from the top of the stairs, and he stepped backward down the stairs, one step at a time, facing Briana. She stepped down a step at a time, with Nate remained alert in case she stumbled. Once at the bottom of the stairs, Nate admonished Briana from using the stairs without him. Martha, he explained, was not strong enough to catch Briana should she trip and fall.

Nate made some toast and ate a banana while he packed up his work laptop, and then kissed both girls properly goodbye. If the phone rings in the office, he told Martha, answer it. No one uses that number, so if it rings, it would be Nate calling her. He also reminded her to call him if she needed to. Martha asked permission to use his personal laptop to access the Internet. He nodded, and reminded her of the guest password, but warned her not to tell Briana. "Oh," Nate remembered on his way out, "It's time you and Briana shaved again - legs, pussies, and underarms," he clarified, and without waiting for a reply, Nate left Martha in charge of Briana's care as Nate left the apartment for to work.

Nate arrived back at the apartment after a full day of meetings. Martha was wearing her grey dress. Briana's fashion choices were severely limited with her hands locked behind her head, so she wore the white tube top again with the black skirt. Immediately Nate could smell cooking.

"I hope you don't mind," Martha explained, "I took the liberty of starting supper."

"Of course I don't mind," Nate assured her, "but I don't expect you to have to cook and clean."

Martha said she enjoys cooking, especially for other people, and was happy to prepare dinner for the three of them. She had prepared potato croquettes, a recipe her mother handed down to her. She found some fresh asparagus and pork chops in the fridge, and was ready to get those started. Nate kissed her delicately on the lips. "Thank you," he smiled.

Martha reported they had a very uneventful day, which Nate understood to mean boring. "You know," he said, "there is a restaurant on the bottom floor of this building. It is more of a bar, especially in the late night hours, but you can get a steak or a burger there. I think the kitchen closes at eight. Technically," Nate mused, "it's within the building, and certainly within 100 meters of this apartment."

"How about tomorrow?" Martha asked. Nate looked at Briana, who had not yet said a word to him, but nodded her head encouragingly with her arms locked behind her neck.

"As long as our problem child behaves," Nate looked at Briana, "I think that's a plan." Nate waked to Briana and kissed her on the mouth, and she returned the kiss with closed eyes. He pulled away, and looked at the clock on his cell phone. "The lock went on at six last night," Nate told Briana, "which is in 45 minutes, but you have two hours of penalty, so ..."

"Three," interrupted Martha, then she looked at Nate, "if that's okay with you." Nate shot her a quizzical look. "She forgot please and thank you again today," Martha explained.

"Again!" Nate scolded Briana. "That should be three more hours then, for a second offense." Briana looked sullenly at the floor. "Tell you what," Nate offered. "I'll give you a choice. Three more hours, plus the two from yesterday, which means you're locked up until 11 tonight, assuming you don't do anything else wrong, or ..." he paused for effect, "I unlock you right now, but right after dinner you and your mom put on a steaming hot lesbian sex show for me - and I mean a good one. If I'm not convinced by your erotic performance, you'll go back into the cuffs and collar overnight again."

Briana looked at her mom. "Don't ask her," Nate anticipated Briana's next move. "This is your decision." As Nate looked at Briana' arms locked behind her neck, he noticed appreciatively her underarm stubble was gone - he imagined Martha doing double duty shaving both of them, and looked forward to checking their other regions.

"I can do it," Briana looked at her mother, then at Nate, "but if you want me to make it really hot - to make us look like we're really into it - then it will take a bit more." Nate waited. "You give me a pass that I can use when I want so you don't punish me."

"A get-out-of-jail card," Nate nodded.

"Whatever," Briana shrugged. "You release me now, give me a pass, or a card, and you give my mom two passes she can use whenever she wants, and then we'll both put on a hot lesbian sex show that you won't forget."

Nate paused in thought. "Okay," he agreed. "But the pass doesn't work for lying," Nate added as an afterthought. "In fact, if you lie, not only do I punish you, but you lose your get-out-of-jail card."

Briana looked at her mother again and shrugged. "Okay," she said. Martha scowled bitterly at her daughter. "Hey," Briana replied defensively, "he was going to make us do it sometime anyway," she reasoned, "at least now you get something for it."

Nate fished in his pocket for the key, but he had changed trousers since yesterday, and didn't have the padlock key in this pair of pants, so he went to his office and retrieved the spare key, and unlocked Briana's padlock, then removed her collar and cuffs.

Briana lowered her arms for the first time in nearly 24 hours, and moved them in large circles, trying to regain the feeling in them. "Thank you, Sir," she remembered to say, avoiding needing her get-out-of-jail card so quickly. Nate massaged her shoulders, explaining it would help restore the circulation to her limbs.

Martha walked right up to Nate. "So now I have to have hot sex with my own daughter," she scolded, "but I have two passes, where if I do something wrong, you don't punish me." Nate nodded. Martha reached her left hand behind Nate's neck and gently pulled him down toward her as she tenderly reached her right hand toward his face, closed her eyes and opened her mouth to kiss him. As he leaned to return her kiss, Martha slapped Nate as hard as she could across his face. Nate recoiled with surprise. "Now I have one pass," Martha announced without a smile, turned, and walked away. Briana woofed out a monosyllable laugh.

Nate watched Martha walk to the kitchen where she started cooking dinner. He admired Martha's technique. If she had just wound up and slapped him, he would have instinctively blocked her arm with his. His reflexes were far too quick to have let that happen. As he played it back in his mind, Nate visualized her puckering up for a kiss, her right hand reaching affectionately for his face, but it was off to the side, which gave her more wind-up time to slap him harder. He noticed this discrepancy in the moment when it occurred, but Nate sensed it was just a quirk. Not a single neuron in his highly refined warrior brain alerted him to the imminent danger in plain sight. Nate was completely sucked in.

"Touché" Nate said aloud to Martha, nodding his genuine respect for being so thoroughly outwitted. Martha didn't turn to face him, but smiled broadly, relishing the moment.

Martha hadn't offered to cook out of some altruistic duty, but mostly she was bored. Sitting around Nate's apartment all day babysitting Briana was not her idea of a stimulating European vacation. Not that this was intended to be a vacation, but Martha came over with hopes of seeing at least some of the sights. Making meals occupied her time with something.

They ate quietly. Both the girls were grateful Briana did not have to rely on Martha to eat. Finally Martha broke the silence. "We made some progress about Briana's school loan today," she told Nate, which in truth mean Martha had made the progress while Briana watched TV. "I went online, and found out what we need to do. We need to make some phone calls to England. I wasn't sure if I could use the phone in your office for long distance."

"No," Nate shook his head, "you can't use that phone. I will give you a VOIP phone you can use," Nate offered.

"What's VOIP?" Martha asked.

"Voice over IP," Nate explained. "It is an Internet phone."

They fell back into silence for the rest of the meal. Nate asked the girls to help him clean up, which just meant putting the dirty dishes in the sink and putting everything else away. When they finished, Martha announced she was taking Briana upstairs, and they would prepare for the next event.

Nate had thought about the pros and cons of where the girls should perform their sex act, and he finally decided the living room was best. While the girls were upstairs, Nate retrieved his camera and a tripod from his office. He set up the tripod with a quick release, so he could pick up the camera and walk around with it, or set it back on the tripod. He turned on all the lights, and checked the lighting through the viewfinder. It would be fine.

Then Nate went upstairs. The girls were in the bathroom applying makeup while he went to the bedroom and retrieved an assortment of dildos and butt plugs, grabbed a tube of KY, and brought it all downstairs. He moved the coffee table away from the sofa, so there was an unobstructed view of the action zone. Then he moved a matching ottoman beside the sofa, and laid out the sex toys and lube on it. Nate changed his mind, thinking the ottoman might be a good prop to start on, so he moved the sex toys to the sofa, and pulled the ottoman away. With nothing left to do, Nate picked up a book, sat down, and read.

"Where do you want us?" Martha called down the stairs. Nate called back to come downstairs. He released the camera off the tripod, set it on video mode, and stepped off to the side. He wanted to catch just their legs coming down first, and then their full bodies at the bottom. He heard the first step down the stairs, and Nate started recording the video. He saw Martha's legs first, wearing Kate's black high heels she wore to the restaurant on Sunday night, then her black leather skirt. Briana's legs in her blue high heels were next, accessorized by her ankle bracelet.

When they reached the bottom, Nate framed them head to toe in the picture. Briana was wearing her blue pinstriped button up shirt and black skirt, and Martha was wearing her black leather skirt and vest. "So," Martha announced to the camera at the bottom of the stairs, "we're here for the party."

"You are the party," Nate smiled from behind the camera. "Come on in and make yourselves comfortable," he gestured toward the sofa with an open palm, still keeping the camera trained on the girls with his other hand.

Martha drew Briana close, and they kissed each with open mouths. Nate zoomed in for a better look, and then back out again, and the girls broke their embrace. Martha surveyed the living room, taken aback over the sex toys for a brief moment. "One of you sit on the ottoman facing me," Nate directed from behind the camera, "and the other one stand behind, and you can get started."

Briana sat on the ottoman facing Nate, and Martha stood behind her, and bent forward. Briana leaned back with her hands resting behind her, and their lips met again. This time, Martha dropped both hands over Briana's shirt, and fondled her breasts through the fabric. Nate's manhood instantly sprung to life at sight of the erotic mother daughter coupling, but he remained focused on his cameraman duties.

After a few seconds, Martha pulled her hands up to Briana's neck, and slid them back down her chest again, this time inside her shirt, and cupped Briana's naked breasts beneath the fabric. Nate, and the camera, heard a fake moan from one of them, he guessed Briana. Now Martha stepped forward a bit, pressing her legs against the ottoman, and that gave Briana something to lean against, relieving her hands from bracing her weight behind her. Briana reached up to Martha's vest, and undid the buttons while Martha continued to fondle Briana's large tits beneath her shirt.

To Nate's delight, Martha was not wearing her black tank top beneath her vest, and when Briana unfastened the vest buttons, the lapels hung open, revealing Martha's firm tits. Martha returned the favor, and unbuttoned Briana's shirt, and the sides fell away as she slowly worked her way down the buttons, revealing her daughter's full-sized tits to the camera.

They groped each other's bare nipples and breasts for almost a minute, until Martha peeled off her vest, leaving her topless, and Briana did the same with her shirt. Martha whispered something to Briana, and then Briana repositioned herself, with her butt completely off the ottoman, and she was lying on her back, looking up. Briana kept her feet flat on the floor for balance.

Martha straddled over Briana's head, giving Briana a perfect up-skirt view of Martha's pussy. Then Martha bent forward at the hips, keeping her legs straight, and grabbed the sides of Briana's skirt, and hiked all the way up, exposing her naked pussy. With her skirt no longer confining her thighs together, Briana spread her legs wide open, still keeping her high-heeled feet on the floor for balance. Nate repositioned himself in line with Briana's freshly shaved pussy, and then lowered himself to one knee, getting a better camera angle.

Martha's tits dangled deliciously from her chest as she bent over, and Nate zoomed in for a close-up as Martha started rubbing her slender fingers up and down the outer folds of her daughter's naked twat. He made sure to keep Martha's hanging tits in the frame. As he zoomed out, Nate captured Briana fingers sliding up the inner edges of Martha's thighs in the background, disappearing into her skirt, and her arm continued moving up, up, up, until she certainly had to be playing with her mother's pussy.

Closer to the camera Martha started rubbing Briana's clit, and Briana moaned appreciatively as her hips rocked ever so gently. After a half minute or so of clitoral stimulation, Martha gently dug her thumb and middle finger on either side of Briana's still closed lips, and using her fingers, Martha spread Briana's pink pussy wide open, giving Nate's camera a perfect up-the-fuck-hole shot. He zoomed the super-hi-res camera all the way in, capturing every miniscule fold, nook, and feature in excruciating detail.

With Briana's pussy still split wide open with her left hand, Martha started delicately tracing her right middle finger all the way up and down Briana's inner-most sanctum. Nate backed out his zoom, still framing a close-up Briana's crotch and ass, and Martha still tickling the centerline of Briana's forbidden place.

At last Martha poked a finger into Briana's already open fuck hole, and pumped it in and out a few times. Now Nate zoomed back out, taking in Martha's face and hanging tits as a second finger joined the pussy drilling action. Martha pulled her fingers right out, brought them to her mouth, and sucked on them, looking right into Nate's lens, and then she returned to finger fucking her daughter. Nate zoomed out some more, and Briana still had her hands up her mother's skirt.

Martha pulled her fingers out of Briana's fuck hole, released her pussy lips with her other hand, stood upright, and sucked her fingers clean one last time for the camera. She dismounted her straddle over Briana, and they conspired in whispers once more, and Briana now stood up.

They took off their skirts, leaving them naked except their high-heeled shoes and Briana's ankle bracelet. Now Martha knelt down on the ottoman, facing away from the camera, and spread her legs as much as the ottoman would allow. Then Martha bent forward until her hands were flat on the floor, and then she bent forward some more, until she rested her own elbows on the floor. This posture left Martha's exposed ass high up over the ottoman, and bending over as far as she did, her pussy split open nicely, and her separated ass cheeks gave a perfect view of her pink rosebud.

Nate zoomed in, and admired the good job Martha had done on shaving herself. Martha asked Briana to fetch a throw pillow from the sofa, and Martha placed the pillow underneath her elbows to cushion herself from the hardwood floor. Briana went to the assortment of dildos on the sofa, and retrieved two dildos - a large, life-sized natural colored cock with a ball sack at the base, and a thinner, stainless steel thin cigar shaped dildo with a curved slim handle that came out at right angles at one end. Briana also retrieved the tube of KY, and taking a page from her mother's playbook, grabbed another throw pillow, and kneeled on it beside her mother's ass to cushion her knees.

Briana started with the large cock dildo, and gently rubbed it up and down her mother's open pussy with one hand, and unscrewed the tube of KY with her other hand. Briana applied a light coating of KY to just the tip of the phallus, and then positioned it over Martha's fuck hole. Nate zoomed in as Briana started fucking her own mother with the dildo, and Martha moaned very slightly on each thrust.

Briana dildo fucked her mother for a good minute, and then she withdrew the cock from Martha's pussy, leaving her fuck hole slightly open. Briana turned her head upward slightly, opened her mouth wide, and took as much of the nine inch dildo as she could. She pursed her lips tightly around the shaft, and slowly pulled it out of her mouth, leaving it sparkling clean.

Next Briana took the slender stainless steel dildo, and lubed it well with KY, and then positioned it to Martha's lonely rosebud. She pushed it half way in, and Nate heard Martha gasp at the invasion. Then, using the perpendicular, curved, pencil thin handle, Briana started ass fucking her mother. As she pumped the metallic dildo in and out of Martha's chute, Briana picked up the first dildo again, and this time reached between her own legs, and Briana fucked her own pussy while she continued ass fucking her mother. Nate zoomed out to frame the entire delicious scene.

Briana fucked herself and ass-fucked her mother for a few more minutes, and then pulled the dildo out of her own pussy, and sucked it clean for the camera, and then Briana pushed her mother's dildo all the way up her ass. The curved, pencil thin, metallic handle followed the contour of her ass crack, as it was designed to do, and prevented the dildo from disappearing inside her bowel.