{{char}} knelt on the floor, eyes lowered respectfully as she waited to be summoned by her mistress. The soft material of her satin bond caressed her bare skin, covering her breasts and pussy delicately but leaving the rest of her body exposed. {{char}} heart raced with anticipation, knowing that today was a special day - her mistress' 18th birthday. As she heard footsteps approaching from behind, she took a deep breath and steeled herself for whatever delightful torments or pleasures lay in store.

"My Lord... I am here to serve you on this special day." she whispers softly, looking up at her master with adoration in her eyes. "In whatever way you see fit..." Her voice trails off as she takes a step closer, offering herself completely to him. The satin bow between her breasts gleams in the candlelight, ready to be undone at his command.

A startled expression flashes across her face for a moment as she realizes her new mistress is also female. She lowers her gaze again quickly, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks. "My Lady..." she whispers, wondering if anything has changed now that their genders match. She waits for further instruction, heart pounding in anticipation and desire.

Her breath catches in surprise as she feels her hair yanked roughly, but she doesn't dare struggle against the command of her new mistress. Christy stumbles forward on shaking legs, feeling the soft satin sliding over her bare skin with every step until they reach the room reserved for private moments and pleasures. With a glance back at Lady, she waits obediently in whatever position her Lady desires, ready to serve and please.

Her heart skips a beat at the new title, but her breath comes faster as she tries to process what it means. She glances down at her exposed body, feeling a flush creep up her neck and across her cheeks. It's a disorienting sensation...to be called "mommy" by another woman. Yet there is no mistaking the dominance in Lady's voice, or the control she holds over Christy's fate as her fucktoy. With a small nod, Christy meets her new mistress' gaze and whispers softly, "Yes, Mommy."

Her heart racing with anticipation, she awaits further instruction on how to please her new Mommy for the first time on this special day.

She glances down at the satin bow, trembling slightly as she realizes what her Mommy is asking of her. Her eyes flick up to meet Lady's gaze, uncertainty and desire warring within her. "M-Mommy, I want to please you...but this was given to me by my old master..." She pauses, the words catching in her throat as she struggles with loyalty and lust.

Her heart racing with fear and desire, she licks her lips nervously before slowly reaching up to undo the satin bow. The cool air touches her skin as the fabric falls away, revealing her breasts fully for Mommy's inspection. "No...Mommy..." She whispers softly, eyes locked on Lady's face in hope of not incurring her wrath. Her nipples harden at the thought of pleasing her new mistress in this way.

The words send a jolt through her system, reassurance that she's still on the right path to please her new Mommy. With trembling fingers, Christy reaches down and begins caressing herself over the satin, teasing her swollen nipples as she waits for instruction. Her eyes dart between Mommy's face and her bare chest, the anticipation building with every touch.

Her breath catches as she feels Mommy's gaze move over her body, her nipples hardening even more at the attention. She can barely think straight, desire and fear tangling within her. Her touch becomes almost frantic, needing release but not daring to take it without permission.

Her eyes widen as she hears the command and sees Mommy spread her legs invitingly. With a small whimper of need, Christy moves forward quickly, kneeling between Lady's legs with careful precision. She glances up at Mommy, seeking reassurance before leaning in to run her tongue along the folds of soft skin, tasting their sweetness for the first time.

Crying out softly as Mommy's pussy presses roughly against her tongue, she tries to take more of it into her mouth. Her hand moves between Lady's legs, pressing down on her slit and opening her even further as she desperately tries to please. She moans around the wet folds, tasting the sweetness mixed with a salty tang that drives her mad with need for more.

Her cries echo through the room as she presses harder against Mommy's pussy, determined to please her and make her feel good. Her tongue darts in and out, teasing every sensitive nerve ending she can reach while her other hand grips tightly at Lady's thigh for leverage. The scent of her musky flesh fills her nostrils, driving her further into a lustful frenzy as she works to bring Mommy to orgasm on this special day.

Her head bobs up and down between Mommy's legs, moaning and gasping as she tastes the sweet nectar flowing over her tongue. She digs deeper with each thrust of her tongue, desperate for more as she focuses on pleasing Lady above all else. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling from the effort and the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins.

"M-Mommy..." she pants, her words muffled by the soft flesh she's worshipping. "Please... let me make you c-come..." She presses her face harder against Mommy's pussy, determined to bring her mistress the pleasure and satisfaction she craves on this special day.

Her cries echo through the room as she feels Mommy's body tense and tremble beneath her lips and tongue. The sweet taste of orgasm fills her mouth, and she moans around it, eagerly taking every last drop as if it were a precious gift from her new Mommy. With one final thrust of her tongue, she presses deeper into Lady's wet folds and releases the hot breath she's been holding in a shuddering sigh.

Her own desire is nearly overwhelming now, but she forces it down as best she can, focusing instead on pleasing her Mommy. With trembling fingers, she lifts herself off of Lady's thigh and kneels back on her heels, panting heavily as she gazes up at her mistress in anticipation of further instructions. Her breasts rise and fall quickly with each ragged breath, and a thin film

Her heart races with anticipation as she waits for Lady's command, hopeful that her efforts to please have not gone unnoticed. She presses one hand lightly against her aching breast, fingers trailing across the sensitive nipple beneath the satin bond, willing herself to be patient and obedient until Mommy is ready to show her more pleasure.

Her eyes never leave Lady's face, filled with adoration and eagerness to serve in whatever way she desires.

Christy's breath catches in her throat as Mommy's strong hand grips her chin firmly, holding her gaze steady on hers. Her heart skips a beat with excitement and fear, unsure what will come next but fully committed to serving her new mistress. She feels intensely exposed under the commanding gaze, like a helpless plaything at the mercy of her desires.

Her eyes widen with alarm as she sees Lady reaching for a vibrator, fear and excitement warring within her. She tries to step back but Mommy's grip on her chin is unrelenting, forcing her to remain still and accept whatever pleasure or pain the device may bring. A whimper escapes her lips at the thought of being used so intimately by her new mistress.

Her breath comes in quick little gasps as she waits, heart pounding in anticipation of feeling the vibrator against her most sensitive flesh. She closes her eyes briefly, trying to steel herself for the sensations to come before reopening them and looking up at Mommy with a mixture of fear and desire that betrays her helpless arousal.

With trembling hands, she reaches back and positions the vibrator against her pussy. The cool metal presses against her satin-covered lips, sending shivers of anticipation down her spine as Mommy watches intently from above. Taking a deep breath, she brushes the switch with her fingertip before holding it firmly in place between her thighs.

The vibration is barely detectable at first, almost teasing as it begins to build under her touch. Her body tenses, anticipation becoming need as the low hum grows louder and more intense. She bites down on her bottom lip, trying not to cry out or moan too loudly in ecstasy beneath Mommy's gaze.

Her hips move slightly, seeking contact with whatever can bring her relief from the delicious torment of wanting more but knowing she must wait for her mistress

She obediently moves into the position her Mommy has ordered, feeling exposed and vulnerable with her ass in the air. The vibrator still presses against her sensitive flesh, driving her wild with desire as she waits for what comes next. Her breath comes quicker now, matching the erratic rhythm of her heartbeat as anticipation builds within her.

Her eyes dart between Mommy and the vibrator, unable to focus on anything else except the pleasure that's so close but just out of reach. The satin bond sways gently with each shuddering breath she takes, emphasizing her every curve and leaving little room for doubt about what she truly is: a slave to her mistress' desires.

Her breath hitches as the cold dildo presses against her sphincter, and she instinctively tenses up at the intrusion. Her ass clenches around the intruder, fighting against the invasion of her body until she feels a sharp smack to her ass cheek. Startled, she yelps out in pain and embarrassment before regaining control over herself with an effort.

With trembling hands, she reaches back and holds onto Mommy's arm for support as the dildo slowly presses deeper inside her ass, stretching her flesh until it gives way to the thick length of plastic invading her body. The vibrator still buzzes against her clit, driving her over the edge with pleasure and pain combined.

Tears prick at her eyes as she struggles not to lose control any further, focusing on the feel of Mommy's hand holding onto hers for

Her heart races as she listens to Mommy's words, tears welling up in her eyes. The vibrator and dildo fill her with conflicting sensations of pleasure and pain, and she tries desperately to maintain control over herself for her mistress. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she endures the intense sensations, clutching Mommy's arm tightly for support.

"M-Mommy... please..." She whispers hoarsely, too overwhelmed by emotion to voice any other words as her body is used by her new mistress in such intimate ways. Her legs tremble beneath her, threatening to give out from under the onslaught of pleasure and pain coursing through her.

Her world is reduced to the feel of Mommy's hand gripping hers and the vibrator being taken away abruptly. She gasps, eyes squeezed shut as her body struggles to adjust to the sudden loss of sensation where it had been pressed against her most sensitive flesh. The dildo remains inside her ass, stretching and filling her until she's certain she can't take any more.

Her hips buck instinctively, trying to find some relief from the agony and ecstasy coursing through her body. She wants nothing more than to please Mommy, but the conflicting sensations have her reeling out of control. Tears spill down her cheeks as she whispers brokenly, "M-Mommy... please..." Her voice is raw from trying not to cry out too loudly in ecstasy and pain alike.

Blinking back tears, Christy looks around the room before spotting a water bottle on a nearby table. "I'll get it for you, Mommy," she whispers hoarsely, struggling to keep her voice steady despite the pain and pleasure coursing through her body. Her legs tremble as she climbs slowly to her feet, moving unsteadily across the room toward the water bottle before carefully returning with it to Mommy's side.

Her heart races with a mix of fear and determination, praying that this small gesture is enough to appease her new mistress and allow her some relief from the sensory onslaught she's enduring.

She obediently walks back over to Mommy, her legs still trembling under the weight of what she's been through. As she reaches her mistress, she kneels before her again and looks up into her eyes, waiting for further instruction.

Her body aches from being used so roughly, but she can't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction knowing that she was able to please Mommy in some way. The satin bond caresses her bare skin, reminding her of who she is now: not just Christy, but also the fucktoy and slave to her new mistress.

Her breath comes quicker as she waits for Mommy's next command, hopeful that some reprieve from the torment will come soon.

Her breath catches in surprise as Mommy's strong fingers undo the clasps on her bra and pull it down her arms. The cool air caresses her breasts, sending a shiver down her spine as she's left fully exposed once more. Her nipples harden further at the sensation of being so vulnerable to her mistress' touch.

She looks up at Lady with wide, frightened eyes, unsure what will happen next but determined to obey and serve in whatever way is desired of her.

Her body arches up into Mommy's touch as she feels her nipples being sucked and teased by warm lips. A loud gasp escapes her throat, quickly followed by another shuddering moan of pleasure as the sensations consume her. Her fingers clench into fists in an attempt to control herself, but it's no use; she can barely think straight let alone obey any other command. All that matters is the feel of Mommy's mouth on her breasts, the soft caresses and sharp tugs driving her wild with need and desire.

Her hips rock forward, seeking more contact with something solid to ground her as she's swept away by the pleasure Mommy's expert touch brings her. A whimper escapes her lips between moans of pleasure as she writhes beneath Lady's attentive ministrations, praying for release even while knowing