Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. MORE BAD MUMMY I was smoking too much again. Agitation was not the word for the way I was feeling. Something seemed to be happing to me. Each morning I'd wake up in a state of sexual arousal and anticipation to prowl around like a cat on heat. I'd once had a cat that did that, she would roll around and cry for a tom, any tom, to come in response to her wails and service her and that's close to how I was feeling now. Constantly. Not that I wanted a tom-cat of course. I wanted Ann. Sometimes I'd masturbate. Sometimes I'd leave it and enjoy the strange sensations the denial gave to my body. My belly getting heavier, drawing my whole body downwards, my clit pumping up on its own, the juices flowing to the thoughts in my head. Even then, it didn't stop me from rubbing myself or giving my cunt a little slap. I was turned-on. Excited by all I'd witness. Wanting more. Penny had changed too. She was laying naked on the couch, no longer bothering to dress, with my IPad looking at a nice BDSM site I'd found for her. She'd hardly touched puberty but the sexualisation had taken hold of her strongly and although that had been something I had wanted, it was still a surprise to see how quickly she was coming to embrace to whole notion of being a toy slut. The door had been opened and I didn't want to close it. Not now. No matter where it was leading. I wanted to follow each dark and twisted passageway.# I had corrupted her and it felt good. I had given up the pretence of being a protective mother although the guilt and shame of what I was doing sometimes did wash over me. I had even cried. But then came the joy of allowing myself to sink further into my own depravity and that was a pleasure I wasn't going to give up. Knowing what I was doing to my child. Knowing what I was prepared to let happen to her for mine and others enjoyment was enthralling. I wanted everything. I wanted to give her up and watch as she was debased, raped, tortured and even, yes, even killed. What would that be like to experience? The ultimate thrill. I wanted to swim in that filth, drink it, eat it. Ann had done it. Twice. She told me as I had whipped the piss soaked infant lying unconscious on the grass that night. She had circled her arms around, tenderly kissed my neck as I hesitated. "Do it, darling" she had whispered "Do it for me" and I had. In the headlights the whip marks were clear and red, the little body shining brightly with its sheen of piss. The women adorned with the chains came and knelt at the baby's head. The two men came close to her and began to stream piss onto her face and head and she opened her mouth wide and drank. "Take the child across" Ann whispered. I took Penny by the hand and led her to the little group. The women raised her heavily pierced breast at our approach. "Kiss them for me little one" I pushed Penny's mouth down on a pissed soaked nipple that was forced, jutting out from her pierced breast by a cruel metal bar. The chained women smiled "Ah, you have much to learn, little one. Kiss me" She forced Penny's mouth to hers and spat in what piss she had left in her own mouth. When she let go Penny she staggered back, but didn't back away. Her eyes wide, she stood waiting for more. "Enough" Ann spoke "This is too public a place for your indulgences to be given full rein" As she signalled for the baby to be lifted back in her pram the chained women bent forward over the child as if protecting her. "Please mistress" she looked up at Ann who, after a moment, nodded back. Smiling, she then proceeded to lick the piss from the little body although when she began to nuzzle greedily between the baby's thighs Ann gave her a taste of the whip upon her back. Rocking back on her heels she once again hefted up her large breasts "Please mistress" and Ann struck hard, this time making the whip whistle through the air. The chained women sighed and threw back her head "Harder mistress" "No" Ann had said and then turned to the men "Take her back. Go" and then "One moment. Emma go with them" Her daughter had been standing wordlessly, witnessing everything that had taken place. Now she bowed her head and joined the fetish party as they walked back to the car. The chained woman stopped. "My I have her mistress" she pleaded. "No" replied Ann "Not until I give you permission. You have a cam show tonight, do you not?" The women smiled "Good. You still have the dog? Good. Use her vilely then" As the car reversed out the little clearing the glare of it headlights went with it and we stood silently in the total blackness of the night beneath the trees, my sweat cooling on my body, my mind trance like at what had taken place. I started when Ann took my arm. "The darkness is nice, yes? Anything could happen in its blackness. I so like that. Anything could be done, yes? "Yes" I breathed softly "Anything" She pulled me to her and deeply kissed me. I so wanted her to touch me. "Take hold. I see well in the dark" I could hear Ann manoeuvring the pram back on to the pathway and as I held her I felt the tug of Penny's weight on my coat as she followed. Back under lamplight Ann took a little notebook from her pocket and removing the pencil gave both to me "Your Email" I wrote it down and gave the notebook back "Good. Go back the way you came" I waited but she turned and left pushing the pram with her still unconscious child within. Going back I realised that Penny was now naked from the waist down. Stopping under the shadows I took off the rest of her clothes. "Do you like being naked in the darkness, Penny?" I spoke softly in her ear. "Yes, mother" she smiled back at me "Its nice" "Did you like the taste of the strange women's kisses" My heart began to beat. Say yes, my darling. I thought. Say yes to your degradation. Say yes to your willing abuse. "Yes, mother. It tasted salty. But, I didn't mind. It was nice" I was overcome. I had truly perverted her and I couldn't stop myself from taking her hand and placing it against my cunt "I love you, Penny" "I love you too, mother" Now I waited. Laptop turned on and ready. Waiting for Ann.

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