A Rose's Thorns Ch. 11

It wasn't until one in the morning that Jade finally got home. Her dress was damp, her pussy was sore, and her ass bore the pain of the beating and fucking it had received. Her jaw was a little stiff, her nipples still hard, and she was sure that her makeup was a complete mess.
Overall, Jade felt amazing. When T wasn't dominating her, he was a perfect gentleman, but when he was dominating her, he was even better. She knew that they hadn't discussed anything resembling a relationship -- she still didn't know his full name, even -- but she couldn't help but fantasize...
And that was part of the problem. Even after hours of being dominated, punished, and fucked, Jade was still fucking horny. Even as she got into bed, she couldn't help but think back on what had happened, and crave more, and as she tried to drift off to sleep, her hand slipped into her pajama bottoms...
The next day, Jade mostly went on autopilot, though she spent some time rubbing soothing lotion into the skin of her ass and thighs. She spent a little time in the pool (careful not to let her mom see her legs), ate lunch, then got dressed for work that afternoon with her mind still on her sexual desires.
Jade was a good enough waitress that she could handle her tables despite her level of distraction, though she was perhaps a little more distant with the customers than usual. But she didn't notice her manager Gina trying to get her attention until the woman snapped her fingers in front of her face.
"Jade, earth to Jade," said Gina, a skinny woman in her fifties.
"Oh, gosh, sorry, Gina!" said Jade, managing to avoid spilling some drinks. "Sorry, I was just trying to, um, make sure this order was right!"
Gina rolled her eyes. "Sure, sure, that's fine. But I've got some bad news -- one of our cooks, Manny, got a big cut on his finger and now we don't have enough staff to run the kitchen. I gotta shut down the kitchen for the night, so we're not seating anyone at the tables, just the bar."
"Oh gosh!" said Jade. "Is Manny okay?"
"He'll be fine," said Gina, "but he's probably not going to look at an onion the same way for a while. I'm not going to need all the waitstaff just to run the bar tonight, so you can go home early."
"Oh, um, okay," said Jade. "Tha..." but Gina was already walking away to break the news to another member of the waitstaff. Jade shrugged and went around to finish up, serving the remaining tables she had. A couple seemed disappointed by the lack of dessert, but they still tipped surprisingly well -- they must have recognized it wasn't Jade's fault.
In the end, Jade ended up leaving at 7:30, and she definitely didn't mind it. She would need the savings from school, but a surprise short shift wasn't the worst thing, even if it hadn't been for a nice reason. On the other hand, her work had at least distracted her somewhat from her rather racy thoughts.
When Jade got to her street, she noticed that the kitchen light was on, but the house was mostly dark. She wondered briefly if her mother and Rose had gone out, but when she parked in the garage, both of their cars were still there.
Jade walked to the interior door, thinking about what to do with the rest of her night. When she opened it into the kitchen, she saw her Aunt Rose standing by the refrigerator, drinking a glass of water. The blonde woman wore a red velvet bathrobe and had her hair in a ponytail. She was drinking the water as if she hadn't had it all day.
"Hi, honey!" said Rose, finishing a gulp. "You're home early."
"Yeah, one of the cooks hurt his hand," said Jade, putting her purse down on the counter and started removing her shoes. "So they had to close the kitchen for the night, and they said I should just go home."
"Oh, that's too bad," said Rose. "Did you eat yet? We had some chicken and there's plenty in the fridge."
"Thanks, I might need some of that," said Jade. "Where's Mom?"
"Oh, she's down in the basement," said Rose, glancing toward the door to the downstairs before her eyes quickly returned to Jade. "You know, I haven't had the chance to ask -- how was your date last night?"
Jade blinked. "Oh, yeah, my date...it was really good!"
Rose smiled. "It must have been! You didn't get back while we were awake. Where did you go? Do you think there will be another one?
"Um..." Jade said. "He took me to a place downtown, it was a little unconventional, but nice. I'm not sure if there's gonna be a second one."
"Oh? Why's that?"
"Well, it's kind of...casual, I guess. I mean, he's a really nice guy, and, well..." Jade thought for a second, then figured that if she could talk to anyone with complete candor, it was Rose. "...he's like, really good at sex. You know, the way I like it."
Rose smirked and raised an eyebrow. "The way you like it?"
Jade blushed. "You know, what you...introduced me to. The submission, and everything. I mean...I'm still kinda sore from it, and it's such a thrill"
"Well, I'm glad I could help with your self-discovery!"
"It's sivas escort bayan just that..." Jade gulped. She was in tricky territory here. "I like the way he does it a lot, but to be honest, I was craving it for...gosh, I shouldn't say anything..."
"It's okay!" said Rose, putting her hand on Jade's shoulder. "Tell me what's on your mind."
Jade felt as if she were about to melt. "I guess...I've been just so...needy for weeks now. Ever since you started teaching me, and then stopped, I just think about it constantly. About you. Like some kind of freak, or a nymphomaniac, or something, I don't know, it's embarrassing!"
Rose shook her head. "You're not a freak, Jade. And if you are, you're the best kind. Though I'm sorry if the beast I unleashed makes things a little distracting for you!"
Jade shook her head. "It's not your fault, I mean, I'm glad I discovered this about myself. It's just...I need an outlet for it, or it's gonna drive me crazy!"
"I don't think it'll be quite that bad," said Rose, "but maybe there is something to that. Pardon me for reading between the lines, but are you suggesting that you want it again...from me?"
Jade felt something get warmer between her legs. She hadn't had any sexual contact with her aunt for weeks, but she fantasized about it every day. But given the relationship between Rose and Marla...wouldn't it make things awkward? "I don't know...I mean, maybe?"
"It's okay if you're not sure, Jade," said Rose, "but if that is in fact what you want, you'll feel better if you just say it."
Jade trusted her aunt deeply. "Okay, I guess...yeah. It's just...you're with Mom now, and doesn't that make it weird?"
Rose took another long drink of water. "Well, honey, I'd say we're already in weird territory, but here's the way I see it. My relationship with you and your mom is one that's built on love and trust as family. The specific activities I do with Marla are about pleasure and control, not jealousy, or exclusivity, or worrying about every old taboo. That's how it was those few times between you and me as well." Rose looked thoughtfully at her glass of water. "But my relationship with your mom is definitely special. It's something that requires a lot of time, and work, and devotion on my part, and those things aren't limitless."
"I mean...that's good," said Jade, her head sagging a little.
"Then again," said Rose, "it might be possible for you and I to work something out, if you're willing."
Jade brightened. "Oh, um, okay, yes, I hope we can! What would that mean?"
"As I was getting at, I'm committed to your mom, and she's committed to me, full-time. I don't expect that from you, honey, you're young and you need to spread your wings. But...if you're willing to obey, we could do some 'scenes' together..."
Jade nodded. "Like we did before?"
"Sort of like that, yes," said Rose. "But from what it sounds like to me, you want more. You want to explore. So I can continue guiding you deeper."
"Yes..." Jade breathed. "I...I would really like that."
"I think you would, too. But you have to understand that the rules would be ironclad. Outside of our scenes, you'd live your normal life, but inside of them, you'd obey my every instruction, just as you did in my suite. You liked it before -- does that still sound like something you want?"
"Oh, yes, Ma'am," said Jade, softly, her eyes widening. "If you're offering!"
Rose's lip curled. "It's gonna require a lot from you, honey. A lot of trust, a lot of expanding your horizons..."
Jade shook her head. "I know, and I want it. I'm ready, Ma'am."
Rose moved closer to her. "Well, then, I'm gonna take you at your word, Jade. Let's seal it with a kiss." She leaned down and her lips found Jade's. They held the kiss for a long time, moving their lips slightly in a way that was more affectionate than aggressive. Finally, Rose broke away, holding Jade's hands in her own, and said, "Well, then, let's get started, shall we?"
"Oh, um, right now?"
"You said you were ready, didn't you?"
Jade nodded. "Wow, um, I just wasn't expecting...should I get changed?"
Rose shook her head. "Not right now. Why don't you follow me downstairs, quietly?"
Jade began following her aunt toward the basement door. As they got to it, she suddenly stopped and said, "Wait...Aunt Rose...didn't you say that Mom was down there?"
Rose glanced back at her. "I suppose I did." She did not elaborate further, but simply walked down the stairwell, leaving Jade to follow her.
Jade struggled to puzzle together what that meant, but she would have followed her aunt into hell at this point, so she continued down the stairs, watching Rose's ample ass sway under the robe.
They emerged in the lounge, where the lights were on but Marla was nowhere to be seen. Rose turned to the right and walked to the hallway where she had a bathroom, a laundry room, and a utility area, as well as multiple locked doors. She beckoned escort sivas Jade closer, and Jade continued to follow into the dim hall.
Rose stopped in front of one of the locked doors, then fiddled with a panel on it. The panel came loose and she carefully swung it down on hinges to rest against the door. She motioned for Jade to take a look, and Jade tiptoed forward, bracing herself before looking in through the glass window.
The room was dark, illuminated only by one overhead light, but Jade could make out a few details. The room was clearly quite large and had a concrete floor covered in large, foam mats. There were a number of items of what could loosely be described as furniture, but some of them more closely resembled ladders, gym equipment, and benches. The walls included numerous large mirrors and several peg boards on which hung various implements -- harnesses, belts, floggers, cuffs, and other things that Jade couldn't even recognize.
And in the center of it all, naked as usual, was the enormous body of Jade's mother.
Marla was directly under the hanging light facing away from the door. She was lying on her stomach on some sort of bench, her enormous ass in the air and her legs lying apart and downward on a sloping section of the bench. Her ankles were strapped into the bench, and her hands looked to be as well. As Jade got a better look, she could see her mom's faint reflection in the mirror opposite her, and realized she was wearing both a blindfold and earmuffs on her face. Her mouth was slightly open, as if she had been breathing heavily.
"Oh God," whispered Jade, "what...what is she..."
Rose pulled her away from the door. "She shouldn't be able to hear us, but I won't take any chances. Are you familiar with subspace?"
"Um," said Jade, still processing the image she had just seen, "I'm not sure."
"Do you know that feeling you get when you're submitting, whether during sex or punishment, when you have no thoughts apart from the visceral, sexual feeling of being controlled?"
Jade thought about it and nodded. "I know what you mean, I think. It's...it's really fucking amazing."
"Sometimes sensory deprivation and delayed gratification helps enhance the experience" said Rose. "So we've been doing a little experimenting, and it seems to be working."
"Okay." Jade could feel swelling in her loins. She was shocked at how turned on she was. "Ma'am, um, why are you showing me...that?"
"Well, honey," said Rose, "because you're going to assist me, just a little bit."
Jade's mouth opened. "Jesus, you want me to...help you do my mom?"
Rose shook her head slightly. "God, no! I'm not even expecting you to touch her. I just want you to help me flog her. She won't even know it's you doing it, that's the fun part."
Jade gulped. She felt as if she was wrestling between two parts of herself, and the part that had fantasized about something like this was winning. "Um...I don't know if I can...I mean...are you sure? Are you sure you want me to do that...Ma'am? I've never been, you know, the spanker..."
Rose put her hands on her hips. "Well, until this summer, you'd never been the spankee, either, but you certainly warmed to that. If you're worried that you can't dominate, don't -- I'll be in control the whole time."
"I just...I don't know if I can...to my own mom!"
"Oh, I think you certainly can. The question is, do you want to obey, or not? If not, you can leave at any time -- I can certainly manage without you."
Jade closed her eyes and focused on what she felt. She couldn't deny it -- she wanted to explore this part of herself, and she didn't want to miss this opportunity. "Um...yes, Ma'am."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, I will obey. I want to...I'd like to try."
Rose smiled. "That's my girl. Now, after I open the door, you must be absolutely silent. Until it's time to start, of course." And with that, she held a finger to her lips, then slowly turned the door handle and pulled it open, then walked into the room.
Jade followed as quietly as she could. Fortunately, her feet didn't make a sound on the concrete. As she entered, she felt how cold the room was, and noticed that her mother was shivering slightly, though that might have been from arousal as well.
Rose walked to the bench and put a hand on Marla's flabby back. The fatter woman shuddered and moaned, "Mistress?"
Rose pulled the earmuffs away from Marla's left ear. "Yes, Marla, I'm back. How are you feeling?"
"Oh, Mistress, I'm...I've just been waiting for you, please, I've tried to follow your instructions, please, I need..."
Rose flashed Jade a "what are you gonna do?" look, then said, "You need what?"
"I need...I need your touch, Mistress," said Marla.
Jade blinked. It was weird seeing it from this end, but Marla's attitude matched her own, almost exactly.
Rose clicked her tongue. "Well, I think I can arrange that. The trouble is, Marla, you know how this works. First I need sivas escort to correct you for your errors for this week. I haven't had the time to discipline you since Saturday, and they've been adding up."
Marla shuddered. "Y-yes, Mistress...um...what are those?"
Rose gently rubbed the left cheek of Marla's globular ass. "Let me see...well, dinner this evening was quite a disappointment, you really need to be more careful about searing chicken, not burning it. You completely forgot to buy ginseng when I sent you out on Sunday -- perhaps I should just go back to getting groceries delivered, hmm? You failed to answer the phone twice on Monday..."
"I'm sorry, Ma'am," said Marla, "I was in the shower."
"You just interrupted me," said Rose, counting on her fingers, "and tried to make an excuse, so that's two more infractions. Not to mention when you came out of the shower yesterday, you had a pair of towels wrapped around your chest -- force of habit, I supposed, but unacceptable. You also forgot to take the trash out yesterday. And, of course, there was the little matter of Sunday, when you came without permission."
Marla gulped. "I'm sorry, Mistress." Hearing her defeated tone, Jade winced in sympathy. Rose would surely not be merciful...although in this case, Jade would be the one having the direct impact.
"And because you're sorry, what do you need?"
"I need...to be punished...Mistress."
Rose planted a kiss on Marla's head. "So you do. Would you like to be gagged, honey?"
"Um...yes, please, Mistress."
Rose shook her head and tousled Marla's hair. "Ooh, not quite the right answer, my love. You should have said, 'Whatever pleases you, Mistress,' instead, and if I pressed, then you could have responded with something like that. It seems like it's sometimes one step forward, one step back with you."
Marla hung her head onto the cushion of the bench. "I'm sorry, Mistress, I forgot..."
Rose shook her head. "Ah, well, one more for the list. I think we'll leave your mouth free so that I can hear your screams nice and loud. It's just us girls, after all!" At that last sentence, Rose winked at Jade, and Jade felt like she could melt. The occasional times Jade watched porn, she often mentally identified with the person being dominated, and this was even realer. Inside, she secretly wished that she was the one on the table, instead of her mom.
Rose kissed Marla once more on the forehead above her blindfold, then put the earmuffs back on, making sure they were snug. Then she walked back behind her obese slave and leaned to Jade. "Those are sound-cancelling headphones," she whispered in her niece's ear. "She's listening to white noise. But we should still be as silent as we can."
Jade nodded. "Um...okay..." she muttered back.
Rose walked to one of the racks on the wall, scratched her head for a moment, then picked out a long leather paddle, maybe an inch or two wide. She returned to Marla and gently tickled her ass with it, causing Marla to squirm and brace herself. Then she handed it to Jade and whispered, "Be careful to focus only on her buttocks and thighs, don't hit her lower back or you might hurt her kidneys. Start lighter, then increase the force as you go. She can take it. Do you think you can do that?"
Jade, trembling, squeaked out a, "Yes, Ma'am!"
"Good girl. One more thing: if you do a great job, I will reward you. If you do a mediocre job, we will simply stop for the evening." Rose gestured to the wall at a particularly hard-looking cane. "But if you do a lazy job, I will cane your mom's ass until she bleeds and then I will do it to you. Understood?"
Jade gulped and nodded emphatically. "Ma'am!"
"Good. Let's not keep her in suspense." Rose pointed at Marla's fleshy right ass cheek. Jade gritted her teeth, stepped forward, and swung the paddle down onto her mom's ass with a resounding SMACK.
"Ugh!" Marla grunted, shifting her more than 400 pounds as much as she could, which wasn't a lot, due to the straps. Rose looked at Jade expectantly, and Jade continued. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.
"Oof!" Marla cried. Rose glared at Jade, who took that as a sign to go harder. Her lip quivered, but she obeyed, and began dealing her blows harder. She was surprised by how much work it took for a good swing, and how much focus it required to avoid simply punishing the same area several times in a row.
Marla was gasping and groaning now -- clearly she was somewhat used to it, but one never really gets too comfortable with it. Rose nodded approvingly at Jade and walked silently over to a bench near Marla, picking up an item on top of it. She fiddled with it for a moment, and Marla began quivering even more.
Jade stopped for a moment and looked quizzically at her aunt. Rose glared at her and pointed to the flogger, so Jade continued. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. Jade had lost count of how many that was, but she estimated it had been about thirty, and Rose gave her no signal to stop.
Jade had done her best to increase the strength of the blows, and it was evident that it was working. Marla was weeping now and letting out the occasional yelp as the leather paddle smacked her. At the same time, she seemed to be in a state of heightened pleasure and uttered, "Ugh...yes...thank you...Mistress!"