What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas

It wasn't until all four of us were waiting for a taxi to take us to our hotel that the conversation, and power struggle, started again.

Ellie said, trying to set the tone for the crazy weekend, "I just thought I was going to a wedding."

"And?" Miranda asked, confused by Ellie's point.

"Well, I packed for a wedding, not for a weekend with a submissive," Ellie smiled, looking directly at my mother, whose face went flush. Ellie added, never taking her eyes off my submissive mother, "It's just 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 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 am sure you can find all those and more, but first how do you plan to seduce Brittany?"

I smiled at how a submissive adorable sexpot like Miranda, who obeys my every wish, could be so controlling to a Domme like Ellie. Miranda made it clear that Ellie couldn’t have my mother as her submissive until she completed the task Miranda wanted done...seduce her ex-boyfriends’ fiancé the day before the wedding.

Ellie smiled, breaking eye contact with my mom and looking at Miranda, a silent look that spoke volumes, and then said, "That will have to wait till tomorrow."

The taxi arrived before anything else could be discussed, or promised, and we each sat quietly on the short ride to the heart of sin city, rather ironic considering just how much we were all planning to sin.

.....

Once 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. She smiled, "I remember it like it was yesterday."

"Remember what?" Ellie asked, joining the conversation.

Mom stammered, "N-n-nothing."

Miranda answered, a challenging smile across her face, "This is the hotel were Alexis and I first played."

"Really, is that so?" Ellie asked, her voice curious, yet giving a look of disapproval to my mom.

Miranda, always one for shock value, added, "Yes, a couple bottles of wine, a porn movie on the TV and the wine bottles suddenly had 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."

I gasped.

Mom gasped too. "Miranda not here."

Ellie added, "Wine bottle hey Miranda. Good to know."

Miranda shrugged, turned to me, and said, "That was the night that your mother became my Mistress."

Ellie shook her head. "I can't fucking believe you didn't come to me, Alexis."

Mom apologized, "It wasn't planned Mistr...." Mom suddenly froze when she realized what she almost said.

"Go ahead, Alexis, say the words your body and mind are dying to say," Ellie ordered, moving closer to her.

I grabbed Mom's hand and pulled her away towards the front entrance.

Ellie called out, "It's only a matter of time, Alexis, it’s only a matter of time."

Mom was shivering when we got outside. "I won't last the weekend, Curtis. Now that she knows the possibility exists she will be relentless."

"Do you want to submit to her, Mom?" I asked, trying to be caring under the bizarre circumstances.

"Yes! No! I don't know," she answered frustrated.

"Tell me about Cancun," I instructed.

"It was a crazy night," mom said, shaking her head even as her eyes lit up at the memory.

"That good?" I questioned.

"Depends how you look at it," Mom shrugged.

"Tell me," I ordered.

"Let's go for a walk," Mom said, grabbing my hand as if we were a May-December couple, which in Vegas was not that out of the ordinary.

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