When daddy got in the car to drive home, mom had pulled her pants down and started to lube her ass and put the new plug in. She then sat there and sp...read her legs, so daddy could see her pussy. She fingered herself and was moaning so loud, that daddy was getting distracted and almost drove off the side of the road.He's like damn woman, we are almost home and you can wait a few more minutes. They pulled in the driveway, mom got her pants on and they came in the house. I was in my room. "Come with me," said Mary. Pete followed her to her room, the skirt, and blouse were on her bed, along with a selection of underwear."No," he said, "I can't," and turned to go out of her room."Suit yourself, but you're the one who will suffer."He went to his room, but found it locked."Where's my key," he asked.Mary smiled, "I'm going out," she said, "it appears that I am going to have to buy your underwear on my own, but don't worry, I'll make sure that it's all the sort of sexy stuff that men. I'm thirsty. Do you want something to drink?" Yes, just get me whatever they got" she said, still a little out of breath.I paused to watch her turn the shower on, testing the temperature with her hand. When it was right she took a handful of water and used it to wash away some of the thick foamy cum in her crotch. She took another handful and washed away some more. With the next handful, her hand stayed between her legs. Her ass started making tiny little jiggles as she vibrated her hand in. 'Can you submit?' was all the private inbox said. It was probably a harmless message, sent by a silly teenager or sick old man, but it struck a nerve - one of my most secret fantasies was that I longed to be dominated. I longed to be a slave to someone powerful and charasmatic - someone that made me feel nervous but loved. I longed to submit. In a second I had made up my mind and I quickly typed a message back.'I can submit'Those 3 little words changed my life. *A few hours later, I recieved.