What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas
It wasn’t until all four of us were waiting for a taxi to take us from McCarren Airport to our hotel on the Las Vegas Strip that the conversation and power struggle resumed.
Ellie complained, trying to stake her claim as the one the rest of us should strive to please, “I thought I was just going to a wedding.”
“And?” Miranda asked, not seeing Ellie’s point.
“It should be obvious: I packed for a wedding, not for a weekend with a submissive,” Ellie smiled, looking directly at my mother, whose face went flushed. Ellie added, never taking her eyes off my submissive Mother, “It’s just that if I would have known I would have brought my toys.”
“Like what?” Miranda asked.
“Ben Wa balls, Alexis used to love those things in her cunt; handcuffs and butt plugs for discipline, Alexis is in desperate need to be put back in her proper place having strayed for so long; and strap-ons for some good old-fashioned fucking,” Ellie listed.
Miranda offered, “Well they say what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas and I’m sure you can find all those and more; but first, how do you propose to seduce Brittany?”
I smiled at how a submissive adorable sexpot like Miranda who obeys my every wish, could be so controlling of an experienced Domme like Ellie. Miranda had made it clear that Ellie couldn’t have my mother as her submissive until she completed the task Miranda wanted done…to seduce her ex-boyfriend’s fiancée the day before her wedding.
Ellie smiled, breaking eye contact with my mom and looking at Miranda, a silent look that spoke volumes, and then said only, “That will have to wait till tomorrow.”
The taxi arrived before anything else could be discussed, or promised, or perhaps threatened, and we each sat quietly on the short ride to the heart of sin city, rather appropriate considering how much we were all planning to sin.
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Once we were inside the hotel, a glorious example of over-the-top decadence, Miranda whispered to my Mom, “Back to the scene of the crime, Alexis.”
Mom’s face seemed to be constantly flushed as her cheeks again went rose red. But unlike how she was with Ellie she wasn’t the least bit intimidated by her pet Miranda. She smiled fondly, “I remember it like it was yesterday.”
“Remember what?” Ellie asked, joining the conversation.
Mom stammered, “N-n-nothing,” intimidated.
Miranda answered, a challenging smile across her face, “This is the hotel where Alexis and I first played together.”
“Really, is that so?” Ellie asked, curious yet giving my Mom a look of disapproval, as if she’d been unfaithful, which in a sense she had been… for almost twenty years.
Miranda, always one for shock value, added, “Yes, a couple bottles of wine, a porn movie on the TV and the two wine bottles suddenly found other uses, didn’t they Alexis?”
My naughty mind automatically imagined my Mom and my girlfriend fucking each other with wine bottles.
Mom again blushed. “You make it sound so dirty.”
Miranda said, “Well, you did fuck me with a wine bottle and then rode my face to orgasm if I recall correctly. You really took charge of me!”