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Re:A Story Involving My Daughter


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A Story Involving My Daughter -- SmokeMom
Posted by bill (ashtray mark,bill), Dec 24,1999,23:33 Post Reply  Top of Thread  Forum

I don't know if this qualifies as similar, but I'll give it a shot. My mother was 16 when she had me. Growing up, I always knew she was into something weird, but could never put my finger on it. She always had a large leather wardrobe, and when I hit puberty, I used to sneak into her closet put on her tight-fitting leather gloves, and masturbate.

She smoked, and I secretly started to pick up the habit by the time I was 16. I also questioned her about her "friends" that would come over. When I was 18 she told that she was not only into bondage, but she made money at it. It freaked me out, but she's always been open with me, and we are almost like good friends.

She discovered my smoking habit, and questioned me, but didn't condemn me for it. On my 19th birthday, she invited one of her "friends" over who was a hottie. Turns out she worked with my mother as a Dominatrix. She gave me a playful spanking, and asked what I was doing for the weekend.

My mother must've told her about me, because we not only played some bondage games, but while I was tied up, she would blow smoke in my face. I spent most of the weekend in bondage. That Sunday night, she bound me tightly, hands bound to my thighs, knees hobbled. She put a trench coat on me and took me out to her car. I was gagged with duct tape, with a scarf tied over it (it was winter), so no one would notice, and put sun glasses on my eyes with the lenses blackened.

I was driven to a place, taken inside, and bound to a chair. When the glasses were removed, there stood my mother and this girl. My mother asked me how my weekend was. of course i was gagged, and couldn't answer. My mother then asked if i wanted a cigarette. I shook my head no, but she insisted. she poked a hole in the tape, lit two cigarettes, put one in the hole, and sat down in front of me, telling me I should give up this nasty habit. She and her friend took turns blowing smoke in my face. I never had an experience like that again, but wish there were a woman I could share it with.


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