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Bedding The Babysitter: Ep49

Then | found ssaved chats. The more | read, the more stunned and shocked | becat what my baby, my

sweet innocent Jenny, had been up to right under my nose! I read through schats with a Dr. Meg, who was

clearly seducing my daughter, and later found schats of my Jenny attempting rather bluntly to submit to

sstranger online."

Karen, always one to troll for the shock value, teased, "Do you know who Dr. Meg is?"

"No, idea," | replied, although | was very curious.

"Your next-door neighbour Megan," Karen revealed.

"No!" | responded, totally shocked. Karen had babysat for Megan for over a year. Megan had an adorable young

child. It didn't seem possible.

"Yes," Karen rebutted, "isn't that so, Jenny?"

Jenny whispered, almost inaudibly, "Yes."

"And what's more, she is Jenny's and my Mistress," Karen revealed.

| couldn't imagine someone more powerful than Karen so | responded, slightly dazed by yet another bombshell,

"I can't believe that."

"Believe it, slut, but believe it or not for now, soon you'll receive your proof when you're on your knees with both

of us beside you on ours, submitting to her too," Karen proclaimed. "I feel just like John the Baptist, saying that!"

she chuckled irreverently.

Megan was a beautiful woman and until this very moment I'd considered her as just a friendly, sweet neighbour.

But now with my own naughty side unleashed, | could imagine her exactly as Karen described, as a powerful

Mistress whom | too longed to please.

"Do you want to submit to Mistress Megan?" Karen asked me.

"Do | have a choice?" | responded.

"We always have a choice," Karen pointed out.

| realized she was right. | could have prevented this submission to her from occurring... maybe. But a dark side of

me, a side I'd held in check for a long time, too long, had finally cout of hiding, and once out, there was no

going back. "Yes, | suppose so," | responded, trying to avoid sounding as eager as | really was and looking like

the fool who rushed in. Yeah, right! It's a bit late for that, isn't it?

Karen waved her hand dismissively, "We can talk about your submission to the neighbourhood's Head Mistress

later. Please continue your story."

| had to think briefly to remember where I'd left off before | continued, "Well, | decided I'd have to confront Jenny

when she returned from her cheerleading retreat, although I really had no idea how even to begin. | didn't want

her to know I'd been on her computer and reading her private stuff! Conflicted and confused, | shut down her

computer and contemplated how | might deal with this. | didn't get anywhere, so | just went to bed and jilled off

endlessly before falling asleep. "The next day, yesterday, | must confess | spent hours online, reading story after

story on the Literotica website in the lesbian section. Occasionally | would click on another story listed as having

a similar thto a story | was just finishing. This ledto the occasional group sex story and, | hate to admit

it, even a few incest stories. It wasn't the incest that turnedon, but the utter submission of the mother to the

daughter that did. For example, I... no, never mind." "You can't just start something delicious like that, then leave

us hanging," Karen objected.

"No, it's not important," | responded, trying desperately to make it seem like it was really nothing.

"Would you like be punished in front of your daughter?" Karen threatened.

"No!" | responded, quick as a knee-jerk, terrified at what the sexy but powerful teen might do toand how

that would makelook to my daughter, as if it could get any worse than it already was! My face flushed with

embarrassment | admitted, "There was a story called 'Mommies Make Good Puppies’ about a daughter who

dominated her Mom and made her into her pet, like a puppy. | can't explain it, but such utter submission had me

so wet, | ended up fucking myself with a hairbrush."

"You don't have any toys?" Karen asked, flabbergasted.

"No," | admitted.

"Well, that's just stupid. We'll change that very soon," Karen promised.

"Ok," | agreed, although the smirk on her face hadslightly worried.

"So

you fucked yourself with a brush fantasizing about being your daughter's pet?"

"No, no, no," | adamantly denied, "I got off on the utter submission, not the incest part." "Sure you did," Karen

responded, dismissing my distinction between one and the other.

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"No, really!" | countered, desperate to end this talk of incest, especially with my daughter right here in the room

watching Karen dominateand imagining who knows what. "Jenny, would you like to have a pet?" Karen

asked.

My mouth dropped open, mortified at the question. Jenny luckily had the smindset as mine and blurted,

"Nol"

"You sure? Mommy seems like she would be a very good little pet for you. A very obedient little pet. She comes

highly recommended... by me," Karen teased, clearly trying to humiliateeven further. Jenny shook her head,

clearly as uncomfortable as | was with this topic.

Karen shrugged, looking directly at me, "Whatever. Maybe later. So then what happened, slut?"

Thankful that the awkward incest conversation was over, hopefully forever, | continued, "Yesterday | did my best

to avoid the temptation of my newfound libido, but | ended up spending a few more hours on Literotica. | learned

| could search by tags and searched under the lesbian category using tags like submissive, blackmailed,

domination, teenager. | don't know how many times | got off yesterday, but it was more than a dozen."

"Wow!" Karen responded, impressed, "When the dam breaks, it really breaks."

| blushed again, although my face was probably stuck on ruby red forever. "lI also tried endlessly to think of a

way of talking to my daughter. Jenny, I still hadn't cup with a plan that looked at all feasible by the tyou

were due to return hlast night, so | just chickened out, fled to a donut shop and sat there stuffing my face

with pastries while | avoided the inevitable confrontation with you, knowing I couldn't hide forever. By the t|

chand snuck in the front door you were asleep in bed. | thought maybe | could deal with it today

somehow, maybe just blurt out something unbearably awkward and wing it from there, but you'd gone

somewhere by the t| woke up, and | guess that's rather irrelevant now."

"I would say so," Karen chuckled.

Ignoring her comment, | continued, "Which | guess leads us to today."

"Oh yes, it certainly does," Karen responded, her sexual innuendo impossible to miss. "And your final submission

as my slut," she added narcissistically.

| paused, pondering how to even start the bizarre events that led toin this submissive predicament, this

humiliating, yet utterly enthralling submission. "Yes," | agreed, my shburning so hot | thought I looked like |

was on fire.

"Anyway, there was a knock on the door just before twelve. | was still in my robe, having a very lazy Sunday

while | just sat around fretting nonstop about you, quite frankly. | opened the door and there was Karen in her

usual cheerleading outfit. | told her you were out at the mall or something, but she said she was here to see me.

linvited her in, unsure why she would chere just to see me."

"But your cunt knew, didn't it?" Karen vulgarly proclaimed.

"I don't know. | don't think so, honestly. It hadn't hityet what your intentions were, although I guess it should

have," | admitted.

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Karen pushed the toy fully into my cunt and demanded, "Close your legs, slut." | obeyed. The buzzing toy

immediately beca major distraction.

| continued telling the humiliating story to my daughter, although now | changed my narration style to tell the

story with the dialogue as | remembered it.

| asked, "What can | do for you, Karen?"

Karen smiled, "I need sadvice."

"OK," | replied, "What's about?"

"Well, you may have guessed this already, but I'm a lesbian," she revealed rather frankly.

| was slightly surprised by her secret,

although in retrospect it made

perfect sense and gy fist thought

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daughter one too, although | already

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knew the answer. "That's ok my dear,

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this is 2010," | comforted, knowing

this was often a delicate situation.

"Oh, I know," she responded, not looking all that worried, "It's just that... how do | tell my Mother? She'll freak!"

"Hmmm," | pondered, "I don't know, but I've found that honesty is always the best approach, even if at first there

may be a rough patch."

"How would you respond if Jenny told you she was a lesbian?" Karen asked.

A week ago it would have shocked