A pair of lips kissed her belly. That meant that there were at least three people in the room. Then another pair of lips kissed her bottom cheeks, letting her know that four people were witnessing her sexual torment. The lips on her belly trailed lower and kissed her Venus mound, sending a shiver through her.
She moaned through the gag as the lips and hands continued to toy with her body and arouse her. Her moans came out as gurgling sounds due to the ring gag holding her mouth open and the saliva that formed in her mouth. A tongue flickered her clit once, sending a thrill through her that formed goose flesh all over her body as two hands pried her bottom cheeks apart to let a tongue flick once over her little pucker.
Over and over again, the two tongues would flick and then stop for a long pause. It was pure torment to her. The tongues kept her heated but did not touch her long enough or frequently enough to push her over the edge. She groaned through the gag, trying to plead for mercy.
The blindfold was removed. Faith blinked and, as her eyes adjusted, she saw her two aunts holding her breasts and playing with them. She glanced down and saw one of the twins at her sex and assumed the other was behind her toying with her bottom. As she raised her eyes back up, she noticed that there was a sixth person in the room, seated nearby and watching.
"Oh, gawwww!!!" Faith uttered through the gag. Seated only feet away and watching her depravity was her mother! Faith wished the earth would open up and swallow her at that moment. She wished she would just die.
The removal of the blindfold did not stop the activities. The tongues continued their occasional flicks. The hands squeezed and bounced breasts as fingers tweaked and stretched nipples. Faith closed her eyes to shut out the humiliation, hoping that when she reopened them, her mother would be gone. She finally mustered the courage to look again and felt as if her whole body was burning with shame as she realized that her mother really was here.
The torment lasted a little longer but the two tongues eventually stopped pausing. The steady flickering of her clit and the stabbing of her little rosebud had their desired effects and quickly pushed Faith over the edge. Her two aunts held onto her bound arms as Faith's body tensed and convulsed and they eventually laid her down on her side to let her recuperate. Faith just lay there, drool dripping out of the side of her gagged mouth as her pulse and breathing returned to normal. She kept her eyes closed this time, not wanting to see what she knew must be a disapproving look on her mother's face.
"This is the best one you've ever owned," a voice said and Faith recognized it as her mother's.
"I'm glad you like her," replied her Aunt Jane. "She's by far the best yet."
"Do you plan to keep her?" asked her mom.
"We'll have to see," Jane responded. "I made her a promise earlier in the summer. And I always honor my promises."
"Oh, tell me about the arrangement," her mom said. "I'm very interested in learning more about your new slave." Faith cringed as she heard the conversation. She couldn't believe that her mother hadn't insisted on having her released. Instead, she seemed to enjoy her plight.
Jane told Jill the entire history about how the twins had captured her and kept her for a week and a half. She described how she had assumed ownership of Faith once she got home and discovered what had happened. And she explained the agreement and the two promises that were made.
"Oh," said Jill after her sister finished. "It sounds like she sold herself into slavery."
Jane chuckled. "Well, she was already a slave when I found her. But yes, in a sense she did barter her body for her eventual freedom."
"How lovely," smiled Jill.
Faith's eyes flew open wide. She was aghast that her own mother would find the arrangement lovely. Her own daughter lay on the floor with her shoulders stretched back painfully and with a gag in her mouth and her mom thought that was lovely?
"Awng!" was what came out although Faith had tried to say ‘Mom.' She looked pleadingly at her mother who smiled back at her. Then she saw her mom turn to Aunt Jane.
"Do you share her?"
"Haven't we always shared everything?" was Jane's response.
"Yes, of course we have," said Jill. "But this one is so special that I thought you might want to keep her for yourself."
"What's mine is yours," said Jane, "just like always. Would you like to try her?"
Jill smiled. "Yes, that would be very nice. If we take her gag out, will she bite?"
"She hasn't bitten me yet. But we might hear a lot of whining. We'll get her to her feet and then leave you alone with her for a bit." Jane and Ann helped Faith to stand and then they and the twins left the room.
"This is an interesting situation that you've gotten yourself into, love," Jill said as she moved to stand in front of her daughter. "But I have to admit that you make a strikingly beautiful slavegirl."
"Aangh," pleaded Faith as her mother's eyes swept up and down her naked form. She slowly circled her daughter and then stopped in front of her.
"Okay," Jill said as she reached up. "I'm going to take the gag out. No whining."
She slipped her fingers into Faith's mouth and gripped the ring gag. It took a little bit of maneuvering to dislodge it but she managed to remove it and tossed it aside.
"Mom!" hissed Faith. "I can't believe this! I'm your daughter! Why haven't you released me already?"
"You aren't mine to release," Jill explained. "You belong to my sister."
"Mom! You can't be serious!"
"That you belong to my sister? That was my understanding. Do you have a different version of the story?"
"I had no choice. I was already captured when I made that promise. It was the only way I could see to make sure I eventually got free."
Jill nodded as she listened and circled Faith again. "It makes sense. It seems like it was a good deal that you struck." She reached out and patted her daughter's firm bottom.
"Mom!" hissed Faith indignantly as she felt the pat. "There's no such thing as slaves nowadays."
"But that's where you're wrong, child," Jill replied a her hand moved up to Faith's narrow waist. "You're living proof."
"Mom, you shouldn't be touching me like that. You shouldn't even see me like this. It's so wrong."
"Pish," responded Jane and then chuckled. "See you like what? Naked? Remember I've seen you naked plenty of times. I'm the one who used to change your diapers."
"That was long ago. You shouldn't see me naked now."
"Why?" asked Jill as she slid her hand up and cupped one of Faith's breasts, lifting it. "Because of these?"
Faith jumped at the touch and backed away. "Yes! Because of those! And because I'm all grown up now."
Jill chuckled again and stepped forward, claiming the breast again, gripping it more securely. "Pish again. You prance around in your bra and panties all the time at home. And you're nearly naked at the beach and pool. Plus, you don't have anything that I don't have. Just chill out. It will make your summer more enjoyable."
Faith did not back away this time. She realized the futility of trying to evade the hands. It was clear that she was not going to be released. And it was clear that her mother seemed to be enjoying her predicament.
Chapter 14
Jill admired her daughter. She was remarkably beautiful and very sexy. She knew that she shouldn't be thinking that way but she couldn't help herself. Perhaps it was all of the years of sexual activities with her sisters that had worn away the normal taboo of incest. All that she knew was that Faith was a very exciting slavegirl and she was envious of Jane.