i'm lesbian and my mom *loathes* that about me, and i've often fantasized about her being the opposite...

my fantasy is that my mom marries me off to an older dominant woman. i often think of a well off real estate agent in her early 40s who is friends with my mom. i dont have any say in the matter. at first i am very unhappy and scared, but she is kind and understanding and patient with me, although she always lets me know she is the boss. she teaches me how to cook her favorite meals, how to clean the house, how to properly massage her, and the proper way to please her with my mouth. if i am bratty or disobedient or fail in my chores or don't try hard enough in the sex, that night she puts on her 8-inch strapon and takes me anally from behind while she explains how i failed her and how i need to improve, while i cry into my pillow.

i start to become very very submissive to her, and my happiness starts to be completely based on her happiness. in my free time all i think about how i can be a better wife to her and make her even happier. i try so hard to be a good wife, and the strap-on sessions gradually stop. I become more and more giving to her sexually, and i stopped resenting it when she wanted kinky things like sitting on my face and bouncing hard on me or oral/anal.

the weeks turn to months, and we are deeply in love with each other. it is a sunday afternoon and like usual for the weekend i wake up early and prepare breakfast in bed for her. i set out the tray carefully , and then get under the covers and kiss her until she awakens. i give her pee hole a little suck to let her know i'm ready, and she relieves herself in my mouth like usual, so she won't have to get up. i clean her and then as she eats i start kissing her. while eating she just likes little nibbles and licks, her thighs kissed, my tongue run along the crevice between her thighs and pussy, her hair run through my lips and her mound blown on.

she puts her tray aside and scoots down, and takes off the covers and unties her bathrobe, because she loves watching me, and starts running her fingers through my hair, and i start servicing her. even though its only been five months i've done it so much it feels as natural and normal as breathing. i'm so proud of how much i've learned about pleasing her, all the little variations and rhythims of licking and sucking and caressing, but i am always alert to her responses and trying to improve. she sighs and starts slowly rocking her hips into me. the windows are open and a sweet spring breeze blows through the silken curtains, and i settle into another long, wonderful sunday afternoon.

i hear the door open behind me, and someone's footsteps who isnt the maid. then i hear my mom's voice, and i freeze and my face instantly goes beet red. i am grateful that she has so much hair, so at least my mom can't see my face, and i want to just dissapear but the best i can do is bury myself in her. i hear her say softly to my mom "she's scared", and "shhhhhh... it's ok" and my mom says gently "honey it's ok". she drapes her legs over my back so her thighs are pressed against my head. this muffles my hearing and makes it easier to at least pretend my mom isnt staring right at me. they are talking and I hear her talk to my mom about all the improvements i've made and how far i've come. she nudges me with her pussy and i have no choice, i start sucking her agian and try not to think about it.

they are talking back and forth but i can't hear them. she is tracing along the dimples on my lower back with her big toe, and i feel so vulnerable. i try to be careful, but she lubricates so much, and i suck when i shouldn't and make a big wet nasty slurping sound. i'm horrified and freeze, but they just pause a second and she goes "oh" and my mom giggles, and they continue like nothing happened. i hear her tell my mom that she's never been happier in her life, that i am the love of her life and she will be with me forever. my heart melts, it makes me so happy to hear. everything is ok, and i am not uncomfortable anymore.

but then she lifts her legs off of me and has me turn over. i look up and see my mom looking down only a few feet away. i realize my mom is seeing me naked on my back, with my face covered in cum, and i want to cry again. but i see the look on her face, and she is smiling and looks so happy, she tells me she loves me so much and she is so incredibly proud of me, and i can see tears in the corner of her eyes. i open my mouth but am so full of emotion i can't speak, she smiles, waves with one hand, mouths "i love you", and gently shuts the door.