Mistress Mom and Master Dad are Always the Hardest to Please
Meeting My Mistress’s Parents For The Very First Time — Groveling Is Required
“So… why don’t you tell us how you two met?”
“We were at...
“Not you Honey, I want Joshua to tell us the story.”
“Yes Mother.”
Joshua carefully looks up at Mistress Miranda, waiting for her approval to talk. She gives him a silent nod.
“We met at the Perk & Grind.”
“You will address my Wife as Mistress Mother, or I will personally rip you balls off, cram them down your fucking throat. Then I will laugh at you as you choke to death, followed by pissing and shitting all over your dead body!”
“Daddy, please. Joshua is still in training.”
“I’m sorry Baby, I just want the best for my fragile little daughter.”
“Fragile? Little? I’m 6'2” and can bench press 135 pounds!”
“You don’t get to count your six inch stilettos as part of your height.”
“Hold on Carl, let's see what Miranda’s new slave thinks? Joshua, does our baby get to count her stilettos as part of her height?”
“Mistress Mother, I will always look up to Mistress Miranda no matter what her height is.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet. Did you hear that Carl? Wasn’t that a sweet thing for her slave to say? He didn’t answer my question though, the insolent piece of shit! Carl! Hand me my crop.”
“Mother! Don’t!”
{Smack} {Smack} {Smack}
Tears roll from Joshua’s eyes as he says, “Thank you Mistress Mother. I’m sorry Mistress Mother. Mistress Miranda is 6'2” and the most powerful woman I know.”
“Well, that’s better now. See how easy that was slave? Isn’t that better Carl? Should we let her keep him?”
“The woosie teared up after just three hits. And that’s with your weaker hits since your rotator cuff surgery June.”
“Mom! Dad! Wait! I just branded his ass this morning. You hit Joshua right on his freshly branded ass cheek.”
“Oh, really? Can we see?”
“I hope you did something better than [MINE] this time. I told you I could get you any brand at a discounted rate, but you never take me up on my offers.”
“Carl. You really need to stop pushing your coupons on our daughter every time she visits, or she’s going to stop coming around. Now let's get a look at that ass.”
“Show my parents your new brand slave.”
He struggles in pain to pull down his extra tight black shorts. The material is sticking to the fresh brand on his flesh that’s bleeding due to Mother’s cropping.
“Oh look Carl! It says: [PROPERTY OF MISTRESS MIRANDA]. See, she didn’t do [MINE] like you were worried about.”
“That’s a bunch of letters. Bet it cost a ton. I could have saved you a lot on that one, had you just given me the chance Baby.”
“I’m giving you a chance right now Carl to shut the fuck up about the cost of the brand, or I’ll be showing you my shoulder works even better than before! Now try again Carl!”
“Fine! It’s a very nice brand Baby. Good size. Nice position.”
“Thank you Daddy. I pushed hard and held it until he passed out, just like you taught me.”
“That’s my girl!”
“Honey, we’re OK if Joshua would prefer to keep his shorts off, you know, so his wounds can breathe.”
Mistress Miranda gives another silent command, and slave Joshua carefully folds his sweat and blood-covered shorts before resting it on the floor out of the way. He then moves back to his position of all fours. This time, with his balls and cock hanging free.
“So, what’s for dinner Mother?”
“We’re having chicken, but Joshua is going to go clean up that cum on the coffee table from when your Father’s dick fell out of my pussy before he unloaded.”
“I pulled out of your pussy on purpose! I already told you that a dozen times! I was going to plaster your tits, but you moved!”
“Whatever.” Says Mother as she rolls her eyes for Miranda to see, who holds back a laugh. “Either way, that half dried cum puddle is for your slave to enjoy.”
Standing up, Mistress Miranda points at the coffee table and commands, “Clean.”
Slave Joshua crawls on his hands and knees to his table, then waits until everyone else is ready to eat.
Mother adds, “He’s waiting for us. That’s so polite. But it’s also not what you commanded him to do.”
Miranda walks over to Joshua and hard crops his unbranded cheek. {SMACK!} {SMACK!} {SMACK!}
Quietly, she adds, “Stop it Joshua. You’re embarrassing me in front of my parents.”
“I’m sorry Mistress, you can punish me later Mistress extra hard.”
He moves his head to start licking up her Father’s semen. Her parents are doing everything they can to not intervene in what’s happening before them. Their daughter’s new slave just told her what she could do to him later!
Master Dad is getting out of his leather chair, as Mistress Mom grabs his forearm and gives him his first silent command of the day. He sits back down, but doesn’t like it one bit!
Miranda can feel the tension in the room, along with her parent’s frustration over her newest slave. Having a fight with Joshua in front of her Mom and Dad was the last thing she wanted to have happen, but there’s no other option.
“Slave! Did you just tell me what I could do to you later?”
“Yes Mistress Miranda, I’m very sorry Mistress Miranda.”
“On your back, on the table, now!”
With no hesitation or concerns for the cum puddle, Joshua turns around before lying backwards onto her parent’s coffee table.
“Hands behind your head and spread your legs wide slave.”
“Yes Mistress Miranda.” He says, before moving his muscular body into position with his large cock pointing to the ceiling.
“Mother? May I borrow your cat-o-nine?”
“Yes you may Honey. But I need to ask. Is he always that big when erect?”
“He’s not erect, yet, Mother. I didn’t give him permission to get hard.”
Mistress Mother gives Master Dad one of her looks, before adding, “Maybe you could learn a little something from Joshua?”
Miranda takes her Mother’s cat and does a figure eight winding up spin that catches on her hair and gets stuck. “Fuck!”
She’s feeling horrible and about to cry, until her Dad says, “It’s OK Baby. Just whip his cock and balls. You don’t need to do fancy moves for your Mother and I to be proud of you.”
Her Mother gets up and helps to get her long red hair untangled from the cat, before kissing her on the cheek. “What your Father said, Plus we love you, no matter what.”
With the biggest of smiles, feeling her family’s pride and love, Miranda whips Joshua’s cock and balls until they’re bright red. Leaving them burning like they were left out in the sun far too long. Tears are once again rolling, as he too can sense his Mistress’s love.
Returning to the dinner table, Miranda no longer has a place to sit, since her chair is face up and naked on her parent’s coffee table.
Her Mother says, “Carl, our baby needs a chair.”
He gets up, moves to all fours next to the table, so Miranda can sit on him. Adding, “Yes Mistress Mother.”
“So, what pieces of chicken do you want Miranda?”
“Mom, you know breasts are my favorite.”
From behind the table and under Miranda’s firm ass, Carl says, “Told you.”
“I wasn’t talking to you Carl! Miranda, would you mind gagging your Father and cropping his ass, so you and I could enjoy our breasts together?”
“Yes Mistress Mother.”
“Oh, and if Mr. Big Cock over there gets stuck to our coffee table, he’s welcome to stay the night.”
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