MILF Master Ch. 02

I waved toward the stairs. "This is your home too, you know where everything is but don't expect me to make you breakfast."

She laughed, then coughed again and staggered up the stairs toward her room.

Shortly after I was reading bed (The Martian, and the book is better than the movie if you can believe it) when I heard her bedroom door open. She walked down the hall to the bathroom, her shadow passing beneath the bottom of the door. A few minutes later I heard the bathroom door close and she headed back. She stopped, I saw her shadow under the door again.

'Fuck, fuck, fuck.' I thought to myself. 'Don't do it Kate, don't put me in this position.' I held my breath, watching the doorknob for any movement. After what seemed like forever she moved on. I let out my breath when I heard her bedroom door close. I set down my tablet and closed my eyes, running through scenarios in my head. Do I tell Catherine, do I keep it a secret, to I make Kate tell her, what the fuck should I do?

Catherine came home the next day and was surprised to see Kate here and I could see the suspicion in her eyes. Yes, her boyfriend fucking around with her daughter was straight out of a bad online porn story but if anything can go wrong in her life, she can imagine it.

I made my decision. "Kate, I think you should tell your mother what happened."

It was a tearful afternoon, Catherine blaming herself for everything and Kate trying to reassure her that she was indeed a good mom and everything was alright. I stayed quiet, just handing out tissues and fetching water while these two relived the lifetime of abuse and bad relationships that brought them to this moment. Finally, there was a reassuring hug fest while I ordered Chinese. Kate went to her room to clean up and I felt Catherine's hand slide into mine.

"Thanks Tim. Thanks for being here for her." She murmured softly.

I squeezed her hand and cupped her chin, turning her face to look at me. I could see she was ashamed at what she had thought when she first got home. "No problem, I'm glad I was here." I looked up the stairs to the hallway where the bedrooms were. "Kate is a good person, you did a good job with her."

Catherine squeezed my hand, then smiled at me with that seductive look that I always looked forward to seeing. "Wait until you see what I picked up over the weekend." She said in a sultry voice, running her finger down my chest and hooking it in my belt. She pulled me forward and pressed her lips against mine, her tongue probing into my mouth.

I kissed her back, sliding my hand around her waist and down to squeeze her ass. She moaned, grinding her hips against mine while her arms came up to wrap around my neck.

"Ugh, get a room you two." We heard Kate exclaim in mock disgust.

Like two parents embarrassing their child Catherine and I went all out, moaning and groaning like over the hill porn actors while our hands slid frantically over each other's bodies.

"Oh god baby, I can't wait to tear your clothes off and have my way with you." I growled.

"Take me, take me right here you monster." Catherine gasped.

The doorbell rang, the food had arrived. "Saved by the bell." Kate groaned as she opened the door while Catherine and I broke down in laughter.

After dinner we sat and watched TV together, Catherine curled up beside me and Kate at the far end of the sofa. I could feel Catherine squirming, her hands edging toward my crotch when she thought Kate wasn't looking. Finally when the movie ended, Kate went to get a drink and Catherine turned to me.

"Give me 15 minutes." She said breathlessly, then hopped up off of the sofa and headed up the stairs to the bedroom.

"Night mom." Kate called after her then plopped herself back down in her spot, her can of diet soda on the table beside her.

"I'm going to clean up then turn in too, do you want the remote?" I asked in what I hoped was a neutral voice.

"Nah, I'm good." She replied, flicking through her phone. "I may watch something later."

I spent an eternity of 15 minutes puttering around the kitchen then headed up to the bedroom, my prick already partially stiff in my pants. I pushed the door open and slid in, nudging it closed as I took in the sight before me.

She was laying on the bed, her long dark hair pulled over one shoulder and down her chest where a nipple peeked through the black silken strands. She had on a white half cup bra that held her huge tits firmly in a bed of lacy satin. A white half corset pulled her waist into her favorite hourglass shape and a pair of lacy white panties matched the lace tops of her white stockings. White heels finished the outfit and shone softly in the candlelight. Her lips glistened with lipstick and her brown eyes regarded me coyly from behind long dark lashes. She traced a fingernail along the line of her cleavage, her thumb idly stroking her erect nipple. I saw she had white leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles and a white ball gag hung around her neck like an oversized pearl necklace.

I smiled, my eyes running lecherously over her body. She smiled back, twisting her hips and torso to maximize the curves of her bust and ass while seductively sliding her nylon clad legs against each other. I slowly walked forward, tugging at my belt, then froze. She looked confused when I crossed my arms, cocked my head slightly and raised an eyebrow.

"New shoes dear?" I asked. I had noticed that her shoes were not her usual white pumps, but were actually soft pink with a rhinestone studded ankle strap and a black sole instead of red.

Her look went from seductive to guilty, like a teenage girl being asked why the vodka bottle is full of water. She shuffled around on the bed, pulling her legs beneath her as she moved from a seductive lounging sprawl to a contrite kneeling position.

"They were on sale, and they fit! You know how hard it is for me to find shoes that fit off the shelf." She said in a meek voice as she looked up at me through thick dark lashes. "Besides, they match the outfit." She slid her hands under her heavy breasts, tracing a line of embroidered pink flowers on the half cup bra that strained under the load of her incredible tits. She moved one hand down her stomach to her hips, her finger following another line of pink roses around her hip until it slid between her legs.

I sighed a deep sigh of disappointment. I looked over at the door to the walk-in closet where there was half a wall full of shoes in there already. I looked back to where Catherine knelt with a stern expression, struggling to conceal the smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. That little brat loved being caught like this and she was struggling just as hard to keep her hangdog guilty expression. I tugged at my belt, pulling it free from my belt loops and doubling it up in my hand. She shrugged into her shoulders, letting out a small whimper of fear but her ass wiggled enticingly like a puppy wagging its tail.

"When I built you those racks for your shoes, you promised that once you filled them you wouldn't fucking buy any more." I said angrily, grabbing her by the hair and twisting my hand in it firmly.

"I'm sorry. I know I promised but, but..." she replied in a pleading voice, then yelped when I pulled her head down and lashed the belt across her ass. It wasn't hard, but the meaty smack of leather on flesh was still loud and the candles flickered with the swish as I struck her again.

"Aaaaahhhh, please, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I won't do it again, I promise!" She wailed, whimpering in my grip but making no move to pull away.

"Quiet!" I snapped, then tugged at my pants, pushing them down awkwardly with the belt still gripped in one hand and her hair in the other. "I don't want to hear another word out of that deceitful mouth of yours."

She took the hint, opening her mouth and taking in my now hard cock when I shoved it toward her. "Nngggh, mmmpphhh, oohhmmm" she groaned as I fucked her face while continuing to swat her ass with the belt. I wasn't hard, on either end and she responded in kind. Her hands clutched at my ass cheeks, manicured nails digging in painfully as she pulled me in with each thrust. I felt my cock nudge against the back of her throat and pulled back before she began to gag, I didn't like the sloppy gulping sound of a hard face fuck much preferring a slow sensual blowjob like she gave me before. Sometimes though, she just wants to be taken hard and rough and this was one of those times.

After a few firm thrusts I pulled back, tugging her off of the bed by her hair as she gasped and struggled in my grip. "Enough of this shit, get down on the floor and grab those new shoes of yours." I snapped. She scrambled to comply, falling to her knees and reaching back with her hands to grab the heels of her shoes. I knelt down and clipped her wrist cuffs to her ankle cuffs, she groaned at the strain but I gave her now redden ass a slap and she choked back a whimper.

Leaning back, I rubbed my palm over her spectacular ass cheeks. God they were incredible, as big as the harvest moon and the jiggled like jello under my groping fingers. "Fuck you have an incredible ass." I murmured.

"Thank you." She replied. "It's all yours."

"Of course it is, and I don't think you need that mouth anymore." I replied, flicking her hair aside and tugging the ball gag between her teeth. She groaned as I tightened the strap, eyes closing with submissive bliss as I took yet another element of control away from her. "Mmmmmmmnnnnnn" she moaned, lowering her head to the carpet and looking back at me with lust filled eyes.

I slid my fingers up along her spine then nudged them down the crack of her ass between her full round ass cheeks. She sighed in response, arching against her restraints causing them to creak as the leather dug into her skin. I settled down behind her, grabbing an ass cheek in each hand and pulling them apart to expose her already moist pussy. Tugging the crotch of her pink and white lace panties aside I leaned in and slid my tongue up between her swollen cunt lips and smiled as her ass tensed in my grip.

"Nnnngggghhhhhh" she groaned, pushing back into my face as my tongue into her snatch.

I savored the pungent smell of her pussy and tangy taste of her juices as they dribbled down my chin. My fingers dug deep into her ass cheeks just as hers had done to mine earlier as I struggled to keep her still. She squirmed and bucked, her strength barely contained by the restraints and awkward position I had put her in. Her moans and groans mixed with strangled whimpers and muffled words pleading for me to fuck her. She wiggled her ass in my face, gyrating her hips while her pussy lips tugged at my probing tongue.

"Meassse uck eeee, mmmeeeezzzzeee!" she whined through the gag that filled her mouth.

I pulled out of her ass, wiping my chin with the sleeve of the shirt I still wore. Shuffling forward I lined my still erect cock up with her now dripping pussy while she wiggled desperately in her bonds, struggling to look back at me with pleading eyes. I nudged the head of my prick into her love canal then shoved it in deep and hard.

"Nnnggghhhhh" she grunted as she slid across the carpet, her sensitive tits scraping over the rough fibers. I had tugged her head up to make sure she didn't get rugburn on her face but that just pushed her chest even harder against the unyielding floor. I continued to pound her hard and fast, one hand tangled in her long dark hair and the other dug into her hip pulling her back onto my thrusting cock.

The sound of my hips slapping against her ass cheeks filled the room, almost drowning out her muffled moans and groans as she struggled to breathe around the gag in her mouth. I let go of her hair, latching both hands into her hips as I fucked her helpless body. I would punctuate my brutal pounding with the occasional slap, teasing "How do those shoes feel now baby? Was it worth it?"

"Nnggghhh, mmnnggggg, aaannnggggghhhhh" she wailed into her gag and I felt her hands flexing in her restraints but she made no effort to pull away. Her hips drove back in response to my tugging and she struggled to flex her pussy muscles when I was fully inside her, trying to hold my prick deep in her body.

God it felt good, everything about it. The look on her face, her eyes screwed shut partially in pain, mostly in pleasure when she worked her ass around my cock. The curves of her body, from her shoulders down along her corset cinched waist back to her full hips and round ass cheeks. The silky feeling of her stockings against my legs and even the feel of the cool leather of her sexy new shoes as the heels dug into my ankles. Shit, this woman was spectacular, and she still gave herself to me as her lord and master in her own home.

I felt her pussy twitch on my cock, it wasn't her normal flex but the pre-orgasm that I had been holding out for. "Yeah baby, cum on my cock." I grunted.

"Mmmmhmmm, mmhmmmm" she groaned in response, arching her back as best she could with her breath wheezing out her nose in rapid gasps while her pussy twitched and spasmed faster and stronger.

I couldn't hold out anymore as I felt my balls start to tighten. "Oh fuck, here it comes!" I gasped, then moaned with savage pleasure as my cum streamed out of my cock and into her pussy.

"Eeessshhhhh" she gasped, pushing back against me and flexing her pussy muscles to milk every spurt. The feeling of my hot cum filling her must have been what she was waiting for because I felt her flex and shudder with her own orgasm, her wail muffled by the gag in her mouth. Her ass shook in my grip when her powerful body tensed and shuddered in response to the wave of orgasmic pleasure that flowed through her.

I sagged down onto my heels, my cock slipping from her now yielding pussy. She wheezed around her gag and only my steadying hand kept her from falling over onto her side. I reached down to unclip her restraints and she groaned with relief when she stretched herself out of her now uncomfortable position. Fumbling with unsteady fingers I unbuckled her gag, pulling it from her mouth with a pop and stroking her hair away from her sweaty face.

"Oh god, oh fuck I missed you baby." She gasped, rolling over and reaching for me. I lay down into her embrace as she kissed me hungrily ignoring the taste of her own pussy juice on my lips. After a few moments of post sex intimacy I pushed myself up and staggered on unsteady legs over to the dresser to blow out the candles and give her the privacy of darkness she needed. She loved showing herself off when she was done up, but hated being seen as anything but perfect so our post sex cuddling was a short lived moment. When the room was dark I heard her climb to her feet and move to the walk in closet, closing the door behind her.

I headed to the bathroom, pausing to push the bedroom door closed. I though I had closed it already but maybe I missed it when I saw Catherine in her outfit. After cleaning myself up I laid in the bed facing the wall so she could do her own routine without me seeing her. Finally she slid into bed beside me and I rolled over, laying my arm over her shoulder. She tucked it under her own arm, trapping it possessively while she wiggled her body back against mine.

"I'm glad you are home." I murmured into her ear with a kiss and she gave a small shudder, if she was a cat she would have been purring. I stayed there until I felt her fall asleep, then rolled over so I could sleep without a face full of hair and losing sensation in my arm.

The next morning we were at the breakfast table taking out time over our meal. She always took at least a half day off after one of her seminar weekends and I didn't have to be at the jobsite until noon so there was no rush.

"Hi baby." Catherine said to Kate when she entered the kitchen.

Kate didn't answer, but instead sat down in her chair and rested her elbows on the table. "Can I ask you a personal question mom?"

"Of course baby, anything?" Catherine replied, somewhat confused.

"Is Tim abusing you?"

Catherine and I stared dumbfounded for a moment, then she spoke. "No, of course not. Where did this come from?"

"I saw you last night, I got up to go to the bathroom and your door was partially open." Kate said in a worried tone. "Tim was hitting you with a belt, then tied you up and, and..."

Catherine's face went white, then red while I sat dumbstruck. Holy shit, after what Kate had just gone through, then seeing us like that no wonder she was confused and scared for her mom.

Catherine recovered first and reached out to take Kate's hand. "No, no baby." She stammered. "Tim doesn't abuse me. I, well, well I like it like that, sometimes."

"But he was hitting you, then he, well it looked like he forced himself on you." Kate retorted, shooting an accusing glare at me.

"Oh Kate, BDSM isn't abuse when it is consensual." Catherine gushed, then I was witness to one of the most unusual 'Mother-Daughter talk's' I had ever heard of as Catherine explained the ins and outs of kinky sex. I thought she would be embarrassed but instead she seemed almost eager, as if she had missed out so much on being a mother she wanted to make up for lost time.

Slowly, Kate's expression changed. Shifting from accusatory worry to relief and even interest when she started asking her own questions about the lifestyle. I stayed quiet, only speaking when I was asked directly but instead enjoying this forbidden glimpse into a woman's world. Finally and reluctantly I pushed away from the table. "Sorry ladies, but I need to get to work."

Kate and Catherine looked up, Catherine with a reassuring smile while Kate looked sheepishly guilty. "I'm sorry Tim, I just thought that well.."

I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "It's alright. I'm glad that you were worried for your mom and brave enough to ask about it."

"Thanks, I knew you were one of the good ones." She replied, reaching up to squeeze my forearm.

I gathered my cooler and water jug and was putting on my boots as I listened from the hallway. The conversation had shifted from the experience of BDSM to the relationship. Catherine was cautioning Kate about the risks involved.

"You need to be careful, there are a lot of bad men out there and even more good but inexperienced ones. You can get in big trouble if they don't know what they are doing and you don't know them well enough to trust them."

As I was pulling the door closed I heard Kate reply. "But what if there is one who knows what they are doing, and I already know and trust them?"